“Yes, we would,” John said firmly, gathering her up in his arms.
She called a quick goodnight over her shoulder as he carried her into the airlock, pausing only long enough to put on her breathing mask and wrap a blanket around her.
They had decided to spend the wedding night in their own small habitat, even though Addie had offered them a room. Her eyes widened as he carried her inside. Strings of tiny white lights circled the interior, and a velvety blue blanket covered the padded floor. There was even a small bunch of real flowers perfuming the air with their fragrance.
“This is beautiful, John.”
“I’m glad you like it, love.” His mouth quirked. “Kami and Addie came up with most of it.”
“It’s perfect.”
“Not quite. Although that is a very pretty dress, you are wearing entirely too many clothes.”
“Do you like it? I used to wear things like this a long time ago.”
His face softened, and she suspected he knew she was referring to the long-ago time when she had been so innocent. “I do like it, but I like you just as much in a suit or in coveralls. Wear whatever makes you happy.”
“You make me happy.”
“Good.” He put her gently on her feet, letting her slide down against him so she could feel every inch of hard muscle—and even harder cock. Excitement throbbed low in her stomach.
“You’re teasing me,” she said breathlessly.
“What was it you said to me? That it’s not teasing if you’re going to follow through?”
“And are you?”
“Absolutely,” he promised. He whipped her gown away, then stared at her naked body, his gaze traveling over her with unconcealed hunger. “Perfect.”
“I’m really not.”
“You are to me. Perfect little mouth.” He kissed her until she quivered.
“Perfect little breasts.” His mouth closed over a nipple, shockingly hot and wet, and he lingered, moving from one breast to the other until her knees were shaking and her hands were clutching her shoulders.
“And of course, this perfect little pussy.” With one easy movement, he had her on the floor and his mouth between her legs. He teased her swollen clit until her whole body tightened, perched on the edge of orgasm, then pulled away.
“John!”
“I want to be inside you when you come,” he growled.
His clothes had disappeared at some point, and his heavy cock nudged the entrance to her body as he bent over her.
“Are you ready, my love?”
“Yes!”
His eyes fixed on her face, he buried himself inside her in one long, hard stroke. The sudden overwhelming stretch as he filled her completely sent her flying. Her body convulsed, fluttering helplessly around the massive invader as her vision sheeted to white and she called out his name. The orgasm rolled on and on until she finally went limp in his arms.
He was still watching her, and the love on his face took her breath away.
“Mmm, that was amazing.” She tried to wiggle against him but he held her easily in place, still impaled on the iron bar of his cock.
“An excellent beginning,” he agreed.
“Beginning?”
“Oh yes, my love.” He moved just a little, just enough to send little sparks of heat to her clit. “I think it’s time to introduce you to some of the other advantages of being a cyborg.”
“What other—oh my God.” His cock began to vibrate inside her, the sensation rocketing through her as it reached places that had never been touched before. She shattered again, quivering in helpless ecstasy as he drew another long, rolling orgasm from her.
“Do you have any other secrets,” she panted when she finally recovered enough to speak.
“Only that I’m madly, hopelessly in love with you.”
“Thank goodness that’s not a secret,” she whispered. “I love you too, John.”
He bent his head and kissed her, then proceeded to show her all of the advantages of loving a cyborg.
A long time later, John lay looking up at the stars. Serena had fallen asleep in his arms and he cradled her against him, happier than he had ever dreamed of being. It had taken a trip to Mars and becoming a cyborg, but he finally knew where he belonged. Here, with Serena. And he was going to make sure she never had reason to doubt that she was loved ever again.
Epilogue
Five years later…
Serena smiled as her office door opened and a small blonde head peeked around the corner.
“Are you busy, Mama?”
“Never too busy for you, my love. But what did you do with Daddy?”
“He’s showing Angel the fountain.” Her son made a disgusted noise as he raced over and climbed in her lap. “She’s just a baby.”
“Even babies like to watch the water. You did,” she said, tapping his nose and smiling as she remembered that first year after he was born.
With the cyborgs in control and Earth Government on the warpath against GenCon, the company had been on the brink of being forced to withdraw from Mars. After discussing it with John, she had agreed to negotiate on their behalf. The settlers could still benefit from the company’s vast array of technological resources, and with Louisa gone, she had been convinced that she could arrange for a mutually beneficial—and profitable—interaction.
And five years later, here she was, still Managing Director of GenCon Martian Operations. But the title was of small importance compared to the warm weight of her son in her lap. Thank you, Addie, she thought, as she did every time she held her son. Addie had managed to utilize the data from the secret lab and find a way to heal her. She had been pregnant within a month after the procedure—although John’s enthusiastic participation had undoubtedly helped.
As if the thought of him had conjured him up, John’s big body appeared in the doorway, their daughter cradled against his chest. Even after all this time, the sight of him still made her heart skip a beat.
“This is a nice surprise. I wasn’t expecting you.”
“Have you heard the news yet?”
“What news?”
He grinned. “Mars is now officially an independent planet.”
“Really? It certainly took Earth Government long enough to accept the fact.”
“Sometimes it takes a while to recognize the truth,” he said innocently.
“And sometimes it’s worth waiting for.”
“Yes, it is.”
“Daddy says there are gonna be fireworks,” Ren volunteered. “And we can stay up and see them.”
“Oh, he did, did he?”
“I did. Wyatt and Cherry are having a celebration at their place and I figured you’d want to go.”
“I suppose we should,” she said slowly. It wasn’t that she didn’t like the other couple, or most of the cyborgs and their wives, but she never felt one hundred percent comfortable with them. She was all too conscious that she represented the company that had been their enemy for a long time. That she had been their enemy. But it didn’t matter—her family was all she really needed.
John’s dark eyes were as warm and understanding as ever. “We don’t have to, love.”
“No, it’s fine. And I certainly don’t want to deprive Ren of his fireworks.” She laughed and ruffled her son’s hair.
Later that evening, Serena sat quietly on a swing to one side of Wyatt’s big barn, cradling her sleeping daughter. Ren was still wound up, dashing amongst the other families while John kept a watchful eye on him.
“May I join you?” The Judge’s deep voice interrupted her thoughts.
“Of course.”
He sat down next to her, and they rocked in silence.
“It looks like Kami is giving riding lessons again,” she murmured as she watched the girl put Daisy’s son on Blackie’s back. Kami was the oldest child on Mars, and she ruled over the increasing number of other children like a queen.
The Judge laughed. “She says the horses enjoy it.”
They resumed the silent rocking. It wasn’t an uncomfortable quiet, but she wondered why he had come to join her.
“I knew this day would come but it still feels strange to know that Mars is now independent,” he said finally.
“I know what you mean. But it’s a good kind of strange.”
“It is. And I want to say thank you,” he said quietly.
“Thank me? For what?”
“You made it possible, Serena. You kept quiet about Kami and Brian. You helped us stop the hybrids. You were even the one who suggested we use GenCon’s activities to help convince Earth to set us free.”
Heat rushed to her cheeks. “I had my own reasons.”
“I know. But it doesn’t change the outcome. So again, thank you.” He studied her face. “I’m not the only one who feels this way. You are welcome amongst us.”
She had the oddest urge to cry, but no one except John had ever seen tears in her eyes.
“There you are, love. Ren wants you to come and watch him ride,” John said, walking over to them. His eyes traveled from her face to the Judge’s but he didn’t comment. Instead he grinned at the Judge. “And Kami wants to demonstrate that she can ride backwards.”
The Judge returned his smile as he rose to his feet. “I suspect I had better make sure she doesn’t get too carried away. Are you sure that you still want her to spend the night with you? She’s going to be bubbling with excitement.”
“Of course we do. She’ll be fine with us.”
“I know she will.” The Judge’s hand briefly touched her shoulder. “Thank you, Serena.”
She stared after him as he disappeared back into the crowd.
“What was that about, love?” John sat down in his place and put his arm around her.
“He seems to think I had something to do with Mars becoming independent—”
“Which you did.”
“—and he said I was welcome.”
“Because you are.” Careful not to disturb their sleeping daughter, John put a finger under her chin and lifted her face for his kiss. His lips teased hers, warm and gentle and infinitely arousing. “You’re a Martian, Serena, just like all of us. We are all family now.”
The tears she hadn’t shown the Judge appeared in her eyes and he kissed her again.
“Now. You have a son who wants to show off for you. And if we want to get any sleep tonight, a young girl to calm down.”
“Sleep?”
“Eventually,” he said, his eyes warm with promise.
And together they went to join their family.
Author’s Note
Thank you so much for reading The Outlaw Cyborg! Serena’s story was a hard one to tell but it made her happy ending that much more satisfying. I love the way she has developed over the series and gradually revealed more of herself. And of course, I love a big, protective hero!
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As always, I have to thank my readers for taking this trip to Mars with me! Your support and encouragement make it possible for me to keep writing these books. As always, a special thanks to my beta team – Janet S, Nancy V, and Kitty S. Your thoughts and comments are incredibly helpful!
I’m thrilled to announce that all of the books in the Cyborg on Mars series will be available on Audible! The first book, a special edition combining High Plains Cyborg and The Good, the Bad, and the Cyborg, is available now! Click here to order Cyborgs on Mars: Publisher’s Pack!
So what’s next, you ask? Lots of very exciting things!
I’m delighted to announce that Bex McLynn and I are returning to the Treasured by the Alien series in A Family for the Alien Warrior – coming November 22nd!
A grumpy alien warrior. A pregnant librarian. A ready-made family!
Then in December – Krampus and the Crone! A sweet and steamy holiday tale with a determined heroine, an unexpected hero, and, of course, a very happy ending!
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The Alien Abduction Series
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Cam and the Conqueror
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Izzie and the Icebeast
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Alien Prisoner
Alien Breeder
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High Plains Cyborg
The Good, the Bad, and the Cyborg
A Fistful of Cyborg
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The Outlaw Cyborg
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Mama and the Alien Warrior
A Son for the Alien Warrior
Daughter of the Alien Warrior
A Family for the Alien Warrior
About the Author
Honey Phillips writes steamy science fiction stories about hot alien warriors and the human women they can’t resist. From abductions to invasions, the ride might be rough, but the end always satisfies.
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