Page 82 of The Lady's Cyborg


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He cut off her words when he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. His large frame felt huge and dominating over hers.

Freya melted against him.

Their lips danced around each other, the taste of him like a drug. She had to have more, no matter the cost.

She wrapped her arms around him. He held her close, and she sensed all the hard lines of him. Including the hard cock in the middle, and yes, the fully engorged version felt much larger than it had looked before.

Maybe that was her own desire.

Because she did desire him.

She wanted him.

The sensation grew in her with every touch.

Kian stroked her back, down her hips, over her curves. She sighed as he kissed down her throat.

“There is that sound again,” he murmured against her neck. “Should I be concerned?”

“No, you should not,” she said. “Just keep, oh!” He licked a spot just below her ear.

“I adore the feel of you,” he said. “I need to…” He shook his head. “I do not know what it is I need. Only that I need to—”

“Follow your instincts?” she whispered.

He nodded. “Yes. Follow them.”

“By all means, then. Follow them.”

Kian smiled. He scooped her into his arms and walked back to the bed.

She collapsed on the firm mattress. At least she thought it was firm until Kian joined her, and it sank under his weight.

She couldn’t help laughing.

“What do you find so funny?”

“The bed barely moves when I get on it, but when you climb on, it has a lot of give.”

“What do you mean? Am I too large?”

She grabbed him and pulled him down to her. “No. You’re just right.”

They kissed more, and he went back to kissing her neck and tugged at her shirt. She pushed him up enough to pull it off and hit the clasp on her bra, and the gear released.

“You have robotic undergarments?” he asked.

“Female protection from unwanted physical attacks. Most all Terran women wear them.”

He caressed the edge of the bra. “I am sorry your people find this necessary.”

She shrugged. “It is what must be done.”

He placed a kiss on her chest, above her breasts. “I could teach you how to defend yourself.”

“I am not completely helpless.”

He raised his head. “I saw your blaster skills. Hand to hand combat is different.” He pressed more kisses along her breasts.