by Lisa Lace
Chapter Twenty-Nine
AD-214, now known as Adam, wrapped his arms around Amanda. He had been in this position before, but he had always been trying to rescue her. Now he had the luxury of holding her for pleasure. He knew from the gentle look in her eyes that she wanted him to envelop her.
He had seen what she and Dr. Feldman had been doing on the observation deck while he recovered in the lab. The large glass wall let him peer in easily as he lay helplessly on the exam table. Even in his weakened state, Adam understood what she was doing. He knew she was keeping the doctor occupied; she had whispered as much into his ear once she finished sending the transmission to the other members of Blue Squad.
Still, it was infuriating. Adam had been fighting to get back to her since Dr. Feldman stole her at the warehouse. Though Adam had never claimed the young scientist as his, he knew Dr. Feldman had no right to her. It was horrible to watch without being able to move. The doctor did things to Amanda that the soldier had longed to do himself. Fortunately, his men showed up just in time to distract Dr. Feldman, which had been the same time Adam finally came back to life.
Now it was his turn with Amanda.
He wanted to pick her up and throw her on the bed while ripping off her clothing and everything he had fantasized about. But this was what he had craved, and he had to make it last. He cupped her face in his hand. Gently at first, he used his tongue to pry open her lips and explore every surface. Her tongue reached out to dance with his, intertwining, licking, inviting. Amanda stood on her tiptoes to touch him, leaning her curves against his muscles, reaching her arms around his neck to pull him closer. She sunk her teeth gently into his bottom lip, letting him know how much she wanted him.
The bulge between Adam’s legs responded, pulsing with desire. He picked Amanda up, one firm buttock in each hand and tongue still in her mouth as he carried her to the bed. He finally had to break their kiss as he tossed her down. She leaned back against the mattress on her elbows, smiling up at him with the tip of her tongue against her front teeth.
Adam took his time undoing each tiny red button on her shirt, rejoicing to see her body slowly emerge. He studied the way her large breasts pressed against the last button, eager to burst their way out of the fabric for him to see. The round, fleshy globes were everything Adam had imagined. Now he could finally put his hands on them. He ran his palms up the sides of her trim waistline, across the flat plane of her stomach, and up to indulge in the mounds she gladly revealed to him. They were firm and round, each one more than he could hold in the grip of one of his large hands. Adam pulled one nipple into his mouth, gently sucking as he flicked his tongue. Her tiny bud reacted quickly, rising to a hard nub inside his lips.
Amanda was enjoying their time together too. She smiled at the cyborg as she tugged at his clothing, pulling at the buttons on his fatigues. “You can’t be the one having all the fun.” She managed to undo his fly and impatiently tugged to get access to his lower half.
The soldier accommodated her, pulling away his pants and shirt quickly. He paused as he realized that he had bared herself before her, including the parts of him that were not human. She claimed she wanted him, but did she want a robot? Would she reject him when she remembered he was technically a cyborg, even if his mind didn’t think like one?
Amanda sat back and gazed at his naked body with appreciation, reaching out to run her hands over every plane of his muscled body. “I’ve seen you many times,” she whispered. “I know what you look like. This time is different. You’re real, and you’re mine.” She touched his chest, sculpting his pectorals with her fingers. Her hands glided down his smooth back, gracefully swept around his butt, then came forward to wrap around his cock.
Only a couple of strokes in, she looked up at him mischievously. “Lie down. You should relax while I take care of you.”
He immediately obeyed, and Amanda began again. Adam’s cock responded to her massage as she ran her hands up and down his shaft. His dick grew as hard as a rock in her grip, a drop of clear liquid gathering at its tip in his anticipation. The soldier had wanted her for a long time, but he had never imagined it would feel this good. Her fingers were firm and knowledgeable as they worked on him, teasing him, promising more to come.
The warmth of her mouth as it descended on his cock felt like heaven. Amanda took in his length, keeping the fingers of her left hand circled tightly around the base of his dick. Her right hand massaged his balls, cradling and exploring them, not allowing them to be left out. She was involved in her work, her forehead creasing as she concentrated, working hard to bring him pleasure. It made Adam feel like a king.
Adam moaned, and the sound encouraged Amanda. She kissed him as she consumed his entire cock, feeling the tip butt against the back of her throat. It was hot and soft as he pushed into her. Still deep throating him, she flicked out her tongue and ran it around the base of his shaft, opening her throat even further. Amanda sucked hard as she pulled back up, then dove back down to continue her work.
“You better be careful with what you’re doing,” he warned huskily. “I can’t promise I’ll be nice if you torture me like that.”
Amanda let go of his dick with a pop of her lips. Her mouth glistened with saliva as she grinned. “I don’t want you to be nice.”
He took her at her word. As she opened her mouth again, Adam buried his hands in her hair and forced Amanda down onto his cock. He pumped his hips, glorifying in the slick feeling as he fucked her sweet mouth. He could feel every surface on the thin skin of his cock. Her teeth, her tongue, the inside of her cheek. Amanda didn’t protest, push back, or thrash in pain. She opened her throat and took in every inch he slammed into her, keeping up with his rhythm.
When he thought he might shoot his wad into the back of her throat, Amanda jerked her head back. “Not so fast, big boy. You’ve got to do some of the work, too.” She licked her lips and leaned forward to cradle his package between her breasts. They were cool and soft against his warmth. He continued to rock his hips, sliding himself between her gorgeous round tits, smearing her spit on them and making them glisten.
Adam grinned. “I do?” The soldier was more than happy to return the favor. He sat up and pulled at the waistband of her jeans until they fell to the floor in a heap. Next, he grabbed her around the waist, bringing her with him as he lay back down and positioned her pussy on top of his face. Her sex was completely waxed, a bare luscious mound with a slit down the middle that would tempt any man lucky enough to see it.
Without hesitation, he probed his tongue between her soft folds. She tasted like salt and sex as he plunged his tongue further inside. Looking up, he could see she was enjoying the attention, cradling her breasts between her hands. Her head was thrown back in ecstasy, which only drove him harder to please her. Adam took her entire pussy into his mouth, sucking and licking, teasing her clit with his tongue until she was wet. Keeping his mouth concentrated on her clit, he brought his fingers up to explore her further. He pushed into her darkness, feeling the slick smoothness reserved for him.
As much as he enjoyed licking Amanda, Adam needed to be inside of her. Once again he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down until she was over his cock. She braced herself on her hands and knees and grinned at him. He knew she was just as ready as he was. Amanda plunged herself down, her tight pussy squeezing around his shaft as she descended. The warmth and wetness were too much to bear as she rocked her hips back and forth, but he still wasn’t ready for anything to be over.
The scientist put her hands on Adam’s shoulders to hold herself up as she moved back and forth, searching for the right spot. She ground down on him, pushing his cock as far up inside her as she could. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip in ecstasy. “I love having your dick inside of me,” she whispered.
“Is it big enough for you?” he asked teasingly, knowing already what her answer would be.
“It’s almost too big.” Amanda leaned back, sitting up straight and riding him li
ke a cowgirl. Her breasts enticingly bounced as she changed position. She moved her hands to hold her breasts still while the rest of her body moved, caressing her nipples with her thumbs.
Adam reached up and gently pushed her hands away. Touching her breasts was his job. He took hold of each one of her gorgeous globes, setting her hands free to run through her hair.
“You know how to fuck me, don’t you?” Her words barely squeaked out as the head of his cock rubbed against her g-spot, intensifying her pleasure. Amanda’s walls began to convulse around him, pulling him further inside her sex. “I love that big, hard cock inside of me.”
Adam thrust upwards with his hips. Every muscle in Amanda’s body tensed as she came, back arching and a deep groan escaping from her lips. Amanda bit her lip in ecstasy, and her eyes were shut tight as she convulsed. “Now it’s your turn, baby,” she whispered. “I want you to come all over me.”
“No, you don’t,” he replied as he put his hands on her hips.
“Yes, I do,” she insisted. “I want you to fill me up with your hot cum.”
“Beg me.” He wanted to know how badly she needed him.
“Please.” Her voice sounded high as she continued to run her slick pussy up and down his dick. “I can’t stand it. I want you to get yours.”
“What else?” Adam liked this game. She had teased him long enough, and it was time for him to tease her and make her vulnerable.
“I want you to fuck me harder than you’ve ever fucked anybody in your life. I want your dick buried inside of me, pounding me and showing me how you feel. You can do whatever you want to me. Give it to me all over my face and my breasts so I can lick it off. I don’t care. I just want you to come.” She continued to pump her hips, and Adam knew he wasn’t done with her yet.
He picked her up, her compact body as easy to lift as a ragdoll. Placing her on the bed next to him, Adam stood next to the side of the bed. He grabbed her and pulled her ass toward him, shoving himself between her cheeks. Her trim waistline extended up into the smooth muscles of her back, giving him a gorgeous view as he pounded into her over and over again. The firm round muscles of her ass slapped against him again and again, and Adam drove harder.
Amanda squealed in surprise, but in a moment, she rocked her hips back and forth, moving with the soldier as he pulled in and out of her. She tilted her hips up to take him all the way inside. “You’re bad,” she moaned.
“I think you’ve been bad,” Adam said as he reached forward with his left hand to grab a chunk of her blonde hair, now sexily tousled and begged for him to take charge of it. He yanked it back, pulling up her head. Next time, they would have to do this in the bathroom with the large mirrors so he could see her from both sides.
She gave a guttural noise of pleasure. “How bad have I been?” she challenged.
“Very bad.” Adam ground out the words as he slammed into her ass, her wet pussy kissing his balls every time they slammed into it. He didn’t remember sex being like this before. He had been missing out. “So bad that I think I need to punish you.”
“Yeah? You like punishing me with that robot cock of yours?” Amanda’s voice sounded deep and breathy.
He shoved his hips harder into her, rising to her challenge. “That’s not all. I think you deserve more.” He raised his right hand and smacked her butt with it, keeping contact to feel it jiggle against him.
“You’re right,” Amanda purred. “I do deserve more. I’ve been a bad girl.” Keeping herself up with one hand, she reached the other back to touch herself, stroking and circling her clit.
Adam jerked harder on her hair as he spanked her again. He left a red hand print on her ass cheek, but she slammed it harder back against him, begging for more. Adam hit her again. He felt his balls tense, and he knew his moment was coming soon.
“Yes!” she screamed. “Fuck me harder!”
The soldier hammered into her ass, so fast and hard that she bounced away from him with each thrust. He dug his hands into her hip bones to keep her in position, primed to shove his cock into her again.
He couldn’t wait any longer. His muscles tensed as his cock convulsed inside Amanda, shooting his seed out like a gusher. It was a release like he had never felt before, like every ounce of stress and strain was draining out of him. Stars exploded before his eyes. When he finished, they fell together to the mattress.
“What do you think will happen now?” Amanda asked as they lay together. They had pulled up the sheet to cover themselves, but they remained naked, continuing to explore each other’s bodies as they cuddled. For a long time they lay in silence, relishing what they had done together and each secretly planning for the next round. The afternoon sun shone through the French doors. They would have to go downstairs for dinner eventually, but for the moment, they could truly relax.
Adam turned to her and smiled. “If the other members of Blue Squad heard any of the screams, they probably think we’re in here murdering each other.”
“At least they figured it out in time before they came barging in with us. That might have been awkward.” Amanda’s cheeks flushed at the thought.
“If anything, they would have been jealous,” the soldier said, cupping one of her breasts in his hand and kissing the nipple gently. “They can’t all be lucky enough to land the gorgeous Ms. Amanda Conrad, Queen of the Cyborgs.”
She laughed, and it was a beautiful sound. She sobered quickly though as she thought about the other soldiers. “I hope they can be as lucky as us. Will other women see them as humans who deserve love? And great sex?”
Adam rolled over so that he was looking down at her, hovering over his woman. “That’s definitely a selling point,” he said. “But for now, I want to keep enjoying what I have. I love you.”
Amanda put her arms around Adam and pulled him close. As her eyes fluttered shut, she felt herself start to smile. She loved being with a cyborg.
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Bonus Book - Sabin: Alien Warrior
by Ashley West
Prologue Part One: Legends
“They say that if you’re walking alone by the ruins at night, you can hear the cries of their victims,” said Hallen, eyes wide with the drama of his words. “And if you follow the voices in, the Nine are waiting there to suck out your essence!” He made an exaggerated sucking noise with his mouth, prompting the group of young ones around him to burst into only slightly nervous laughter.
“That’s stupid,” said Bristel, one of the oldest among them. “Why would the Nine be hiding in the ruins?”
“Because they’re old.” Hallen shot back. “And the Nine are ol
d.”
“Yeah, well I heard that they live in the sky. They hover in ships over the planet they’re going to destroy next and watch the people. They learn what they like and what they don’t and then they kill them all.”
“Why would they learn what they like if they’re just gonna kill them?” Hallen demanded. “That’s stupid.”
“You’re stupid!” Bristel shot back. “Haven’t you ever heard of knowing your enemy? My hosh’kra says you always need to know your enemy if you want to defeat them. Otherwise they have the upper hand.”
No one could argue with that, really. Bristel’s father, hosh’kra in the native language of their kind, was one of the strongest Generals the Samis Das had ever seen.
Hallen looked upset for a moment, but then he brightened. “I heard that they can change their shape,” he said. “They can look like anyone. Your hosh’kra, your mil’kra, anyone.”
“How do we know you’re not one of them?” asked one of the smaller boys who was sitting cross legged on the ground.
“Hallen’s too stupid to be one of the Nine,” Bristel scoffed. “And too ugly.”
The others roared with laughter at that, and Hallen glared. “You’re ugly!” he shot back. “I heard Lilera say that she thinks you look like a bog worm.”
“No, you didn’t!”
“Yes, I did!”
The rest of the young ones looked between the two of them, heads moving back and forth as the squabble turned into a full on argument.
Sabin, who had been in a tree for most of the conversation, jumped down between them, shaking his head. “You’re both wrong,” he said.
“What would you know, Sabin?” Hallen sneered.
“My mil’kra told me all about the Nine when I was little,” Sabin retorted and that made the others fall silent.