Norah laughed amidst the heat between them. It could liquefy caramel. His brows twitched and she would have sworn on her life that he grinned under his mask.
Thunder broke the moment.
She shifted into the crook of his groin until her sex was poised atop his dick. She felt it easily, the pressure hard and elongated through his armor. It drove her mad.
“I don’t think I can wait. I want you so bad, it hurts,” she breathed. “I just want you inside of me. I don’t care about anything else. I think I might die if you’re not inside of me soon, Stryker.” His name came out as a moan. It was a sickening feeling, knowing you were so turned on that nothing else mattered. Nothing else.
He flicked her tits, rolling his thumbs over the taut peaks slowly only to build up to a torturous speed, forcing her to grab his shoulders and hold on as she ground herself against his armor plating. Everything chaffed between her thighs, building up a frenzy of getting the weapon that he was inside of her.
Thank you.He released her breasts and lifted up, thrusting his pants down, and she felt the slither of his under-armor slide away. Norah didn’t question it, she just acknowledged the advanced technology for what it was.
A hard and burning erection sprang free and slapped against her opening.
Thunder screamed around them, filling her ears until it fueled the quickfire desire and energy inside of her. She reached down and grasped Stryker’s dick. It was thick, and it bulged slightly at the middle. Her palm ran up and down the smooth skin, finding no body hair nor veins along his shaft. It was a heated porcelain statue in her grip.
Stryker knocked his head back against the tree, letting out a low groan. The blue light of his eyes disappeared and left them both in a beautiful darkness. Norah reached up and found his head, banging into the trunk, over and over.
What the?“Are you okay? Why are you doing that?”
The light came back. “Yes. Control.” He stopped.
She rubbed herself back and forth over his erection. “Are you sure?”
His eyes narrowed down at hers. “You have no idea.”
Strong hands clasped her hips and thrust her down. Norah squeaked as the burning metal between her legs shot through her system. Static jolts jumped through her. Her hair stood on end. Stryker lifted her up and lined his thick tip against her opening. She felt the slick damp of her essence as his dick slipped over her skin.
She reached down and lined him up and lowered herself over him. She threw her head back and watched the lightning flicker behind her eyelids as she took in the Cyborg inside her.
Norah took her time as she adjusted to fit the inhuman erection. Hot as Hell, thick enough to stretch her to the edge of pain, and longer than she ever thought was possible. She gave everything she had to adjust to Stryker’s size. His hands gripped her hips tightly just as she settled on top of him.
Sweat drenched her brow. The empty pain was gone and replaced by fulfillment.
Thank you.Fingers dug themselves into her sides as she mustered enough courage to look the Cyborg in his brilliant blue eyes. Furrowed brows and wild eyes met hers.
I’m going to lose my mind.Her heart raced as the storm picked up around them.
Stryker thrust his head back violently. Norah licked the sweat off her lips.
He lifted her up and speared back in her. She screamed as she was forced to take him as she took over the rhythm, lifting herself on her knees only to slide back down. Norah rode him, his dick was her saddle, and she found a desperate, crazed need bloom. A spurt of precum shot deep inside of her, it burned hotter than anything else.
Norah bounced.Thank you.He thrust up and met her with each clash.Thank you.
She continued until sparks shot off the branches around them, hit by a bolt of lightning that neither of them had noticed. Her body tensed.
“Yes, that’s it, babe,” she heard him grunt as she rocked back and forth, driving her clit against Stryker’s hard body.
Norah braced her arms behind her, using the Cyborg’s legs for balance, and found bliss. The moment his thick, metal head slid across her g-spot, she screamed into the storm. Her body rocked with an orgasm she milked from his weaponized frame. Hot, heavy, and violent.
The pressure in her heart lifted.
Only to return when she jerked above him, prolonging every wave and spasm, and his arms enfolded her in a heated embrace. She felt more than heard his head smack into the tree, a crunch that was joined with a burst of seed. She was held tight as the Cyborg came inside her. His shaft jerked and twitched. Until she felt his cum flood over her swollen flesh and leak out over their thighs.
He let out a long, guttural moan as his arms tightened around her, pressing her breasts hard against his still-clothed chest. Heat radiated off of him and she soaked it up, enjoying if only for just a moment, safety in his arms.
Norah didn’t mind the feeling of suffocation. Even with leaves flapping around them, the soft sheen of rain that struck her body, and the smell of burnt wood and wet soil, she felt safe.
Time passed as Stryker held her. He kept her pinned on his shaft, and after awhile she realized that he was already primed for round two, having never softened from his first orgasm.
