Page 19 of The Cyborg Way
She hummed thoughtfully as she leaned even closer and the warmth of her breath on the damp head of his cock made him shudder.
“You know… you said I could taste you later.” Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she looked up at him. “It’s later.”
“You haven’t had dinner yet.”
“Later,” she teased, and then her hot little mouth closed over the head of his cock.
She had clearly never done this before, but it didn’t matter. She was so sweetly enthusiastic, her mouth so warm and willing, that she drew a climax from him far too quickly. Even as his hips jerked, his seed flooding into her eager mouth, he knew he needed more. As soon as the rush of heat subsided, he flipped her onto her back and surged into her.
“Ohh!” She arched up helplessly to meet him as he thrust hard and fast, the vibrations in his cock sending her into another climax, the tight little pulses causing a second eruption before he collapsed down over her, his nanites struggling to slow his racing pulse.
“Wow,” she murmured sleepily. “I thought men needed more time to recover.”
“Men do. Cyborgs do not.”
He knew he sounded smug, but he loved the fact that he could satisfy her as often as he wished.
“Another benefit.” She yawned. “But you may have to wait a little longer for me to recover.”
“I will wait forever.”
The words slipped out unintentionally, but she only smiled and snuggled closer as she yawned again.
“I don’t think that’s necessary. I just need to rest for a few minutes.”
Her breathing slowed, and a few seconds later she slept. He rolled to his back and adjusted her more snugly against his chest as he stared up at the ceiling of the dome. A low chirp attracted his attention, and he looked over to find Henry staring at him with that bright, inquisitive gaze.
“She’s safe with me,” he said quietly, then immediately felt ridiculous for talking to the lizard. But Henry dropped his head in response, his eyes closing as silence settled over the dome.
CHAPTER TEN
Waking up on Mars was different when she woke up in Levi’s arms, Ellie decided as the sky outside the dome began to lighten. She wasn’t alone, and she certainly wasn’t cold. His big body radiated a comforting warmth, and she nestled closer.
How am I going to go back to waking up by myself?
The future loomed before her, suddenly cold and empty, and she had the oddest desire to cry. She’d told him she wouldn’t regret their time together, and she didn’t—she wouldn’t have traded it for anything—but she hadn’t realized how difficult it would be to watch him ride away. Would he return in another two weeks? And would he spend the night with her again?
If those biweekly visits were the only time she could spend with him, she would take them, but it would be a long two weeks between each one. Was that how her mother had felt, she wondered suddenly. Had she loved Ellie’s father enough to settle for their limited arrangement? And yet she’d been willing to leave him behind and journey to Mars. If she had been in asimilar position, she didn’t think she would have been able to leave Levi.
The thought made her hug his arm tighter against her. His breathing was still slow and even but she didn’t think he was truly asleep. Based on what she had read, the cyborg rest state was not the same as human sleep.
“I know you’re awake, little bird,” his deep voice rumbled against her, proving her assumption.
“No, I’m not,” she protested, quickly closing her eyes, and felt the vibration of his laugh.
He rolled her to her back and leaned over her, his big body a warm, comforting weight as he studied her face.
“How are you this morning?”
“I’m wonderful. How are you?”
He tilted his head as he considered the question, reminding her suddenly of Henry, and she bit back a smile.
“Happy,” he said at last. “And very satisfied.”
Despite his words, she could feel the thick ridge of his erection against her stomach. She started to arch against him, then winced as previously unused muscles protested. A shadow immediately crossed his face.
“I’m just a little stiff,” she said quickly, before he started feeling guilty again. “Nothing a hot shower won’t cure.”
