“Yes, oh yes! Steele, so good,” I huffed as our hips slammed together again and again.
I closed my eyes, seeing his big hard cock in my mind’s eye rammed deep into me as I delighted in the feel of it. Soon, my muscles tightened as my orgasm built low in my belly until my body seized with the first contraction. But Steele couldn’t stop as he was chasing his bliss.
He was doing just what I asked of him, and it was working. In those moments, Steele was the whole universe on me and in me as our mouths fused and our tongues entwined. I could hardly breathe as a second orgasm coiled within. This time, we both came together, and Steele loudly groaned as he poured his essence into me, and I squeezed him intimately.
“Steele,” I crooned his name as an endearment. “Omigod, you were wonderful.”
His lovemaking had made everything fade into the background, just as I had hoped. While he took me, I could think of nothing but the big, sexy man in my arms pounding into me. It was exhilarating and exhausting, and I felt very satisfied.
My lips and mouth, as well as my nether region, tingled from the nanocybots in the saliva and sperm. It was kind of pleasant, actually.
As I looked up into Steele’s eyes, I felt a sense of awe at the pure adoration there. This cyborg loved me! It didn’t matter thathe didn’t say the words. He didn’t have to. It scared me a little. What if I wasn’t enough? What if I couldn’t love him as much as he loved me?
As he pulled out, I felt a loss that he was no longer part of me. But I was pretty sure, as we kissed and caressed, it was only a matter of time before we would breed again.
“Will you say the mating pledge with me?” Steele asked.
Although I didn’t know what he meant, I said, “All right.”
“I’ll say it first, then you say it back. I am yours, and you are mine as long as I breathe.”
I was stunned, realizing what this meant, and I stared up at him wide-eyed. Despite my surprise, I only briefly hesitated before I repeated the words exactly as he had said them. “I am yours, and you are mine as long as I breathe.”
When I finished, he smiled brightly and kissed me. “Now, we are mates.”
“Is that like being married?” I wondered.
“Exactly.”
“Even though we barely know each other?”
“I know enough. You are my genetic mate. I am programmed to love you and care for you as long as I’m alive. I know you don’t love me yet, but I know you will because it’s in your genes.”
Chapter Seven
Zaya
I awoke to the smell of food and realized I was naked and alone in bed. Steele.
A flood of emotion reminded me of what happened last night. We’d had sex and promised to belong to each other. Then, we had sex again. While it seemed surreal, I didn’t regret it. I had an undeniable connection with Steele and knew he was a man I could depend on.
Picking up my clothes, I went to use the bathroom. I was pleased to find the water pump was still sending water there. Some of it looked a bit rusty, and it was cold, but I still used it to wash up. Pulling on my pants and shirt, I followed the smell of eggs and toast to the kitchen.
Steele was pouring tea into two mugs on the table when I got there. He looked up and smiled at me with a tender light in his eyes. “How do you feel?”
I smiled at him and blushed, realizing I couldn’t put it into words. I felt happy for the first time in years; I had just begun a whole new life.
Steele set the pot back on the cook stove. Turning back, he took me into his arms and kissed me with tender thoroughness. It seemed like he needed that as much as I did. “Let’s sit down to eat while the food is warm.”
I nodded, slid from his embrace, and took the seat across the table from him. There were scrambled eggs, some kind of meat strips, and buttered toast on my plate. I was pretty sure the eggswere from my chickens. The rest of the food apparently came from the supplies Steele had brought.
I took a bite. The eggs were good; they were not too dry and not too runny. “It was so nice of you to make breakfast,” I told him with a shy smile.
“I don’t require as much rest as an unenhanced human such as you, and I must ensure that you receive adequate nourishment. Breeding requires considerable energy.”
“So, I am your breeder?” I frowned, wondering if this had been a mistake. Yet I yearned to join our bodies again.
“My sweet Zaya, you are far more than that. I was made to love you, and I expressed my love by breeding with you and caring for you. That couldn’t happen with anyone else, Zaya.” He looked at me earnestly.
