Page 39 of Ruled By Their Desires

She sneered. “You’d better be fucking joking.”

He smirked and for a moment she was worried. “The quad have been aware for more than fifteen years, and had always been careful with their sexual partners as had all the Cyborgs but when they noticed your changes, they took more precautions. Naturally telling their systems to be sterile. Keeping an eye on their sexual partners. None of them often and watched to see if they stopped aging. They didn’t. So it had to do with fertility and blood, the kind of relationship and amount of blood they gave you.”

She frowned. “They dosed me while they were fertile?”

“At first they didn’t realise their systems were turned on and fertile. None of us did. Until Hawk got the notion that something had to trigger it working with you because genetic transfer hadn’t worked with KCs before. He sent in a semen test anonymously and got the results. To everyone’s surprise, it was fertile. That made them think they might be able to turn it off. The KC’s are sterile. If the change to SC brought on the change, making us naturally fertile once more we needed to know and maybe it activated a healing process that isn’t present when KC. They took precautions with the women, no barebacking where possible and thinking sterile before and during the fucking. We create the seed so we can control it and the women didn’t change. No one got pregnant. It was logical that it was the fertility in the blood that gave life.”

That was a lot of science. Too much for her.

“They’re still dosing me now, aren’t they?” He gave a nod. “And they’re fertile when they give me blood?” He gave another nod. “But not when they fuck?” He nodded again. “Jesus, I don’t know what to say about all that.”

“Life is blood, they see you as their child Moon. They’d do anything to save you. It’s just who they are, fertile Cyborgs protecting what’s important to them.” She knew that.

“So I’m different now?”

“Yes.”

She was quiet for a while taking it all in. “Okay. I understand why they did it. What I don’t understand is what you are doing here Marcus. Really, what are you doing? I’m not a fuck buddy.” She asked the question, not sure if she wanted to know.

He drove one handed, reaching out his hand slipping it under her T and cupped her breast his fingers delving inside her sports bra avoiding the underwire picks. Nipple hard, he circled and pinched it. She bit back the moan.

“What the fuck are you doing!”

“I got tired of fighting it and making do with what’s on offer.”

“Fighting what?”

“This. My need of you. I wake up wanting to fuck these, I work all day wanting to fuck these, I go to bed wanting to fuck these.”

She stared at him side on in disbelief, he had to be fucking joking, right?

He pinched her nipple hard, she cried out moaning biting her lip. “I want to worship everything about this body for days.”

Frowning trying not to revel in the feelings he was creating in her, she held on to her sanity. “It’s a bit late for that….”

And shuddered, the fire in her belly igniting, heat pouring though her. It was building and she needed to put this fire out and quick. She shook her head, feeling the pull he was creating. “I asked you once, child or not, I’ve no intension of ever doing that again. And it strikes me that your interest is only now because of this revelation. I don’t want a….” She moaned, her toes and fingers curling, “….. partnership of convenience or….. be fucked about on.”

Damn his fingers were magic ticking all her boxes. “Open your pants, you want to come.” God damn she did. His hand left her breast and delved in her panties finding her heat and clit.

“Fuck…...” she moaned.

“We will be soon.” He circled and rubbed her. “I know, things are not simple” he sounded sad and rubbed her harder. She opened her legs wider. “Take them off Moon. I can’t do justice to your coming hemmed in and I want to explore.” She shimmied out of her pants and panties leaving them around her ankles and opening up to him. She felt wanton and desperate and bloody loved it. The freedom was intoxicating.

“Fucking love it when you do as I ask. It happens so rarely. I’m going to rule in our bedroom be warned.” She blinked.

What the fuck had he said?

His hand explored just like he said he would, teasing and probing working her into a desperate mess. Arching her back she needed to come, her body moved adding friction to his fingers.…

“I’m a selfish bastard Moon. Have been since I woke up and realised my life as I knew it had been taken from me. If I could pull over now I would and spend days fucking this, but I can’t. The KC’s are still taking from me and I have to stop it from happening again. And honestly, I don’t give a fuck about what you think you’re not going to do. Denying this is over. Me giving in to you all the time is over. I know what I want and I’m taking it.” He worked her until she was clinging to his arm muffling her screaming release.

“Your mine. This pussy was always mine,” he thrust a finger into her. Moon arched as he rubbed her clit harder. “I own this, and you consume me like no other, not even my first wife had this hold over me. It was made for me Moon get used to the idea, there’s no going back.” He kept playing, pushing her, making her body fire up again and again. He added a second finger, ploughing into her.

Her body arched once more as she ground herself on his hand; she was so close. “O my god, I’m close.....”

“Come for me, I want it. Come now.” He moved faster, driving into her harder, her body moving against his hand, he pinched her clit once more and she muffled her scream coming harder as she exploded around his fingers. Her body shaking with the release she’d needed so badly.

She panted, unable to get enough breath. “Jesus…. fuck…” she panted coming down.

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