Like an animal, he squeezed and suckled them, shaking above her like his body wasn’t in control. Her legs fell open, and his seed gushed out.
Snarling sounds filled her ears. And when she was sure they were going mad, Cypher thrust his fingers into her and pressed her inner spot.
Vee screamed as she came, and for one blissful moment, she wondered if she’d died and gone to heaven.
16
He had control. Full control of Vee, and it shook him. Something dark and primitive emerged to strangle him, and try as Cypher might, he couldn’t get it to let go. He frowned, rubbing his hand across his face.Fucking control of her but not of myself.
It made the logical part of him wild. The man, excited. The bear, ferocious and needy. A needy, sexually starved Cyborg. Not a good combination.
He barely stopped himself from punching the wall of his ship as he waited for the hatch to finish opening. Vee stood beside him carrying her cat, and it took everything inside him not to snatch her up and press her against the wall and have his way with her instead. He had meant for the two of them to leave the ship behind two days ago, but after yesterday morning, she could barely move from his bed. Guilt and satisfaction plagued him seeing her there.
He had experienced the same emotions when he’d lost himself on the battlefield long ago.
It didn’t take much to convince him to keep her sequestered for a little while longer.Like a goddamned, long overdue war prize.
The morning light blasted his eyes. With their bags over his shoulder, he led Vee back to his stolen hovercraft.
Luckily for him, she didn’t wear a dress today. He made her put on her jeans and one of his shirts, which he tied at her back to keep it from hanging to her knees. It did little to shake the strain in him, but it was better than a dress he could flip up at a second’s notice.
Stuffing their bags into the hovercraft, he scanned the old airfield, gazing back at his ship in the distance. It was locked up tight so he’d be able to collect the rest of his arsenal and supplies when he returned, but he paused anyway. The cruiser was the only vessel he ever owned.
Now he was the captain of Stryker’s old EPED ship.
“You okay?” Vee asked, looking at him from over the top of the vehicle.
“Yeah.”
She canted her head in that suspicious way of hers, and her red hair blew like flames to the side.
Cypher cleared his throat. “Let’s go.”
A few minutes later, they were soaring through the airways toward the city’s spaceport.
“So you haven’t told me where we’re going,” she said.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Vee clasp her hands in her lap. “My new ship.”
“You have a new ship?”
“Yeah, an EPED-issued one, with all the state-of-the-art bells and whistles to do my new job.”
“I’m…”
He glanced her way when she went silent. “You’re what?”
“I’m sorry you had to do that—take a job with them, that is—and the part I played in it all.”
Cypher grumped.She should be sorry.But hearing her apology and the obvious guilt in her voice wasn’t what he wanted. “Don’t be. No one could force me to do something I didn’t want to.”
Stunned, he considered what he just said.
“I suppose you’re right. I still am sorry, though.”
“Then we’re even because I’m sorry I threatened you,” he rumbled, still reeling from what he said. Had he been forced to sign? Or had he wanted the job after all? Cypher pushed the troubling thoughts from his mind when the cityscape opened up to reveal the giant spaceport. Hundreds of ships, big and small, came into view before the airways forced him to lower his vehicle to stay out of take-off space.
Above, flashes of light and long streams of smoke rose in the air like spears where ships had recently taken off or landed. Higher than that, dark dots littered the skies where the leviathan ships hovered. They were ships that couldn’t land on Earth because of their size, or those that could only land on designated space fields far from any city.
