After he dropped off the Molucs, he had a debt to pay.
The ship settled back into auto-pilot as he put their course toward the snow-covered planet. He ran his hand over his face.
“How did the girl do?” he asked the android as it detached from the wall supports it used.
Dommik knew the girl had never been space-side before. Kat had been green with it as her eyes had taken everything. She had taken him in, in the same way.
Wide emerald orbs with specks of gold.No matter how hard he tried to delete her from his thoughts, she refused to go away. The girl had reacted to him in the way he liked best: fear. Uncertainty. Trepidation. All of them had flashed over her wild features but her voice intoned otherwise.
Stubborn courage.
“Katalina Jones had an adverse reaction to the warp, Master.”
He turned to the robot. “How so?”
“She ran to the lavatory. Bin-Three is outside the door right now. Bin-Three hears sickness from her.”
Nausea wasn’t unusual for a first-timer.
Dommik turned back to the console and double-checked his coordinates. He could see the white ball of the planet in the distance outside the glass. The Molucs would need to be prepped for send-off.I’ll have to encounter Katalina.His cock jerked at the thought.
It didn’t matter that he was a Cyborg, he was still a man in many ways, and the rest of him was bestial, animalistic and those instincts were kicking in. They became harder to control when he caught a trail of her scent on one of his robots or when he passed her quarters at night.
He wasn’t designed to breed with females, he had been designed for theory and for war. A war that lasted nearly a hundred years before it ended with mutual hatred and acceptance. A war to fight for control of the Milky Way galaxy. An endless battle against another alpha species.
The Trentians were intelligent but protective and had odd, mystic ways about them. Where Earthians worshiped knowledge, the Trentians worshiped their god, Xanteaus, and everything the alien god mandated.
But he was different and so were his brothers.Why not try and add animal DNA into a Cyborg? Let’s find out what happens…
So he was created, tested, and approved and the part of him that was a beast wanted to be unleashed. Dommik flexed his fingers before he unzipped his pants.
No matter how many times he had sterilized his ship, bathed himself, or had the androids go through quarantine procedures, the smell lingered. He still couldn’t put a name to her scent, only that it washerand it was wild like her hair. It was fresh and clean and completely erotic to him.
The white planet grew closer. Dommik tapped his fingers, deciding what to do. His blood wanted sex. He wanted the girl with copper curls that had only entered his life days ago.
The blood of beasts.He gripped his dick and squeezed. Thoughts of her flooded his head, legs spread and wet sex. His palm moved up and down his hard length as his blood pooled hard and painful in the cusp of his hand. The tip of his cock pointed high and taut; straining and desperate. His fingers curled around the large head and massaged it as he thrust into his hand.
Freckles and green eyes beneath me.He released himself just long enough to spit into his palm and continue. The heated saliva did nothing but relieve a little pressure and fuel his thoughts.Curls wrapped around my fingers, damp and slick against my lips.
He came with a grunt and his cum shot into his hand. It dripped down his wrist and back onto his still-hard cock.
His ship had reached its destination. The white, swirling planet filled his vision and brightened the bridge with its reflection from a nearby star. Everything glowed around him, even his own sperm. Dommik flicked the seed from his hand and located a nearby cleaning cloth, wiping it over him. The smell of his cum lingered in the air and for the hundredth time, he programmed the sanitization units to run.
“Bin-One, I want you to land the ship in the exact coordinates from our last visit. Once we’ve settled into the snow drifts, release the hatch.” He turned to the android, buckling his pants. “Keep the systems secure and the current diagnostics running. Send a signal to Stryker and tell him to meet me at Ghost City.”
The android moved to follow his orders as he stepped out of the bridge. He pushed his long hair back and tied it at the base of his neck. Slowly, he regained himself and found the control he needed to proceed. His fingers gripped the hatch that led down to the girl and the menagerie.
Dommik dented the metal wheel.
***
Kat wiped the back of her hand over her mouth, staring into the receptacle. Her stomach was tied in knots, and she could have sworn her heart had burst. There had been no forewarning of the impending warp. If she had known, she wouldn’t have had breakfast just prior.
Feeling her senses come back to her, she got up and splashed water over her face and into her mouth. She shook out her curls and headed back to the chamber, feeling queasy but refreshed.
The android, Bin-Three, followed her. He was always within eyesight of her in any of the public areas. The robot kept constant tabs on everything she did and stopped her from doing anything that would upset the ‘Master.’She wasn’t naive, she knew the Cyborg was watching her.
He just has his minions do it for him.Kat wasn’t sure if she cared that he kept his distance. The dark corridors of the ship were scary enough without having an angry Cyborg creeping around.
