She laughed when he did and caressed his face. She was enjoying him as much as he was enjoying her.
There was no specter of her rape hanging over them because she had no memory of it. Her recollection of the beating had receded with nano-therapy.
Iris was no longer that battered female he’d found in that alley. She washisfemale, and she had awakened a tenderness in him that he never knew was there until now. In return, he had awakened her to carnal pleasure and made her come with his name on her lips.
“Again?” he asked as his cock was still rock hard inside her.
Iris grinned and hugged him to her to soothe her sensitive breasts. She hugged him inside her as well, and he began the mating rhythm again. This time Jolt drew it out, testing his control, and making Iris writhe beneath him as he took them to the brink of orgasm multiple times and stopped.
“Jolt, please!” she panted. Her whole body quivered beneath him, and she tried to arch her pelvis to give her clit that last little pressure to take her to release.
He took her hands in his, meshing his fingers between hers and held them to the bed on each side of her head. He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply, holding her helpless beneath him, cradled between her thighs. Iris arched her back pressing and rubbing her taut nipples over his hard chest as their tongues dueled sensually.
She was starting to relish being held tenderly captive on the brink of rapture by her lover. Her whole body tensed and quivered alternately as she drew quick short breaths in through her nose. The tingling in her mouth and in her channel was strangely increasing her arousal.
Iris made little moaning sounds in her throat. She would have been gasping each breath had her mouth been free as Jolt held her on the brink for endless seconds. Endorphins surged through her body with every beat of her racing heart.
Jolt finally reached the limit of his control and started thrusting slowly, rotating his hips with each thrust to stimulate her clit. It took only a few times to take her to the summit as she broke the kiss and keened in ecstasy convulsing and contracting around him until he came with her. He let out a roar of triumph at so far, the best orgasm he had ever had.
Jolt released her hands and kissed her tenderly as he rotated his hips intermittently to draw her through her extended climax. Iris gave a low moan each time she shuddered against him and contracted around him.
She was utterly enthralled in the haze of pleasure he had given her. Moreover, she was captivated by him. She murmured his name as an endearment as she caressed his face lovingly. Nothing had prepared her for the wave of raw emotion that overwhelmed her. She felt complete and profound joy in the aftermath of their erotic encounter.
By the way, he was looking down into her eyes, Iris was sure Jolt was feeling it, too.Mine!She thought. She didn’t know if it was love that made her experience such possessiveness of this cyborg male or the pheromones and endorphins. But she knew she cared for him deeply, and she never wanted to let him go. For the moment that was enough.
Chapter Nine
When they finally separated, Jolt carried Iris into the bathroom to the shower so they could clean themselves. They got to that eventually, but when he set her down, he wanted her again.
He set her on her feet and took her face in his hands, kissing her lips lightly at first. She slid her arms around his waist, leaned into him, and felt his erection against her belly. Without words, she made it clear she was ready and willing to take him again.
Jolt lifted her up and slid into her effortlessly, pressing her against the wall. Iris wrapped her legs around his hips and clung to his broad shoulders as he drove into her. Their mouths fused together, his tongue matching the rhythm of their bodies. He took her hard and fast until they both came hard panting and moaning their satisfaction.
It was pure bliss for Jolt, better than anything he had felt before. For eighty years he had served the Federation killing the enemy, humanoids not so different than the homo sapiens that bred him and his kind. They programmed him to enjoy the killing of so many beings he stopped counting.
Although, he could go into his cybernetic archive within his onboard computer and get the exact count. It didn’t really matter anymore. All that mattered was the female in his arms,hisfemale.
The last eighty years of his life had been about duty and responsibility as subliminally programmed into him while they were growing him in his nurturing tank. That programming was revised when they were released from duty. Then his biological brother medic Kydel Bar further revised there programming to allow them to maybe find joy in their lives.
This woman in his arms that opened her body to him was a joy. Nearly everything that happened before paled in comparison.
Jolt was one of the early models, created before they gave them a virtual life while they grew to maturity in the nurturing tanks. He only received a virtual military education, and he was “born” an adult. Ten weeks of physical training then off to kill the enemy.
The closest thing to love he’d ever felt was for his four brothers with whom he had served from the beginning. It was that love that led him to come back to Earth with Commander Dark to reclaim and rebuild Chicago and recruit for the Enclave. More duty and responsibility.
Rebuilding Chicago was going as planned, and the Enclave was well on its way to becoming a village. But Jolt had come to feel his life was nothing but drudgery. He drifted from one day to the next with nothing close to happiness in his life until Iris.
Nothing had ever felt so good as sex with Iris. But it was more than sex. He felt an unspoken connection between them. His female---his.
Farringay Starport would get built whether he was there or not. Axel Rex was fully capable of taking over the supervision of the project. At the moment, he just didn’t care. He just wanted to be with Iris and immerse himself in the ecstasy they found together.
Jolt didn’t let her down right away after they came. He just held her, basking in the feel of her wrapped around him and his cock deep inside her. He kissed her tenderly then leaned his forehead against hers.
Finally, he waned, and let her down and gave the command for the water to start, sprinkling lightly down over them. He got out a cloth and soaped it from the dispenser in the wall. Jolt soaped her from head to feet and between her legs. While she rinsed herself, he started to wash himself until she reached for the cloth and took it from him.
No one had ever done that for him before. Iris rubbed his body tenderly in a circular motion, soaping him thoroughly including his cock that went hard as soon as she touched it. But she didn’t linger except to pause to admire it. Then she looked up at him and smiled watching the shower wash the suds rinse from his skin.
Jolt was still aroused. Iris looked down at his cock then up into his eyes. He smiled at her and pulled her close, hugging her. He knew she didn’t have his stamina, and she needed to rest before she was ready for another round of sex. It would take time for the nanites from their intimacy to build up in her body.
