CHAPTER TEN
After being shot while on a routine mission only feet from his female Vyken felt an urgent need to mate with her again. The emotions he was experiencing since he had discovered his connection with Danya were new to him, and some of them had made him very uncomfortable.
As soon as they got to his bedroom, he stripped off her clothes and then his. He had meant to take time with her draw out their lovemaking, but when he picked her up to kiss her she wrapped her legs around his hips, and he slid easily into her wet channel. They both expelled sound of delight as it happened and Vyken kissed her hungrily and deeply, his passion running high.
He cupped her buttocks in his hands and thrust in and out of her intermittently as he kissed her. When their lips finally parted he lay her back on his hands to suckle her nipples, his upper body so strong, he could easily do so.
Danya moaned and cooed, squirming and hugging his cock with her inner walls as he suckled and nipped her until she came hard keening her pleasure heartily. Vyken pulled her back against his chest and claimed her mouth in a long passionate kiss before he rolled them on to the bed with her beneath him.
They lay enjoined kissing and caressing, relishing each other’s bodies. It was not long before Vyken was pounding in and out of her. He took her hands and laced his fingers through hers, holding them against the bed just above her head dominating her in a way that excited her even more. Took her legs from around his hips and pressed her feet into the bed so she could tilt her hips upward rub and her sensitive bud would against his pubic flesh.
She cried out her pleasure and murmured his name as he rammed his cock into her, again and again, his chest rubbing against her taut nipples and squeezing her breasts delightfully.
“Look at me!” Vyken rasped.
Her eyes flew open, and she stared into his. He slowed his strokes, making each one hard, rotating his hips to stimulate her clit with each one. She let out a breathy ‘Oh’ every time, never taking her eyes from his. He kept that pace until she shattered and squeezed him hard and repeatedly inside her until he shattered too and filled her with his seed.
Vyken set her hands free, and she hugged him and stroked the rippling muscles of his back still in the throes of her release enhanced by the nanocybots in his semen bubbling inside her. At least that’s how it felt to her.
“You make me feel so good,” Vyken told her. But it was more than the pleasure of their mating even though it was even more exquisite than the first time. This new emotion welling up inside him was the exact opposite of what he’d felt in the city when he feared she would be damaged by the bullets flying at them.
“I am glad. You made me feel good, too,” she whispered, looking up at him with great tenderness in her eyes.
He seemed in no hurry to separate from her, and she was content to have him there, caressing her face and plying her lips with soft sweet kisses. He couldn’t seem to get enough of her, so he stayed inside her until his erection resurged and took her again. It left them both just as blissful the second time.
Seeing she was tiring after the exertions of the day and of their mating, Vyken carried her into the shower when their mating was finished and washed her from head to toe. Feeling a bit refreshed under the warm water, Danya returned the favor and took special care of his cock as it resurged under her hand as she held it to wash with the soapy sponged.
It was such a perfect phallus, long and thick, beautifully formed. Vyken watched with interest as she knelt before him and set down the sponge. She stroked him with her hands, pushing the suds toward the tip letting the water wash them away. Once he was rinsed, she rubbed her cheek against it lovingly, enjoying the silky warm feel of it. Then she used her lips and tongue up and down his length, eliciting a deep groan from Vyken.
He leaned back against the shower wall as she finally took him into her mouth and began sucking and licking the head. The took him in as deep as she could and worked the rest with her hands. She seemed to be working it out as she went along. It was so enjoyable he gripped her head and thrust gently into her mouth as she took him closer and closer to the summit of pleasure.
Vyken didn’t know how she wanted to take his release, so he relaxed his hold on her head, to let her retreat if she wished. But, to his delight, she didn’t. She took all he had to give her and swallowed it down with just a bit dribbling down her chin on to her chest. The water spray rinsed it off as she looked up at him smiling.
Vyken grinned down at her and bent down to grip her upper arms and lifted her up, hugging her to his chest. “Danya, that was incredible,” he murmured planting kisses all over her face. He hadn’t asked nor had he expected her to pleasure him like that, yet she had done so out of her esteem for him.
“Vyken, Vyken,” she murmured, hugging him around his neck, laying her head on his shoulder.
He gave the command for the shower to stop and start blowing warm air. After a moment he let her down so their fronts could dry then he picked her up in his arms and carried her out to the bed. He set her on her feet, turning back the sheet and gestured for her to get in.
Although Vyken needed very little sleep, he slid in and lay on his side to hold her. He just wanted to feel her body against him and wrap her in his arms. She looked at him sleepily and caressed his cheek with her fingers.
“I can hardly believe we are mates,” she murmured, “or that I feel this much being with you…”
“I have never felt like this with a female before. Never thought I would find my female, though I suspected if I did it would be a natural human,” he said. “Many of our lines are too close to those used to create the female cyborgs.”
“Have you been with many females?”
“Some, but mostly pleasure droids. But there is no comparison… not even worth discussing. You are mine.”
Danya smiled at his adamant claim. “I am, and you are mine,” she asserted and pressed her lips to his.
He savored her kiss, running the tip of his tongue over her lips as he caressed her hair. When their lips parted, her eyes drifted shut. Even though he didn’t need to sleep much, he didn’t want to leave her. There was nothing pressing he needed to do.
He was monitoring his team’s activities over their internal network, and their assignments were progressing as planned. Fifteen of the female cyborgs were activated along with another fifteen of the males. They were brought to the ship for updates for their onboard systems. He did a memory dump of his work with Danya for the Enclave so they would know what to do on the job.
While that was happening, the teams from the first activation were moving cyborgs in stasis chambers from the third level to the ship since they would be activated sometime soon. It didn’t make sense to take them down a level when they would have to bring them back up.
Vyken had Kydel evaluate the liquid nitrogen vault with the cyborg embryos contained within to make sure it was safe to move it. Everything was under control; he was free to enjoy holding his mate as she slept.
