Her Cyborg Beast, page 10
“No way.”
“Way.” Kristin adjusted the blanket around her thighs and tried to reach for one of the pillows.
She struggled with it, and before I could blink, Tyran was there. She smiled at him with a softness I had not seen before. I knew her with an ion blaster in her hand, ready to hunt. This new version of her, soft and submissive, loving, was completely foreign. “And Lindsey is a public relations or journalist or something. She’s making videos and handles The Colony marketing campaign back on Earth.”
“I saw them.” My mate confirmed. “She’s really good.”
“I know, right?”
Kristin settled back into her newly adjusted pillows as I held the baby. She’d fallen asleep, and I found I couldn’t stop staring at her tiny little features, a mixture of Earth and Prillon warrior. She had her mother’s softer features, but a golden tone to her skin that was lovely. Hunt and Tyran were going to need an arsenal to protect her from interested males. Gods, what if our child was female? I needed to begin gathering weapons now…
“So?” Kristin prompted.
“So what?” Caroline asked.
“What did you do? Back on Earth?”
“I was a market analyst on Wall Street. A broker. I was getting ready to open my own firm.”
“What happened?”
“Convicted of insider trading.”
“Did you do it?” Kristin asked.
Caroline chuckled. “Me and Martha Stewart.” Her gaze slid to me, then back to Kristin. “This sounded like a better option than prison, plus all the fees, and I lost my license.”
I had not heard any of this, but then I had not asked. I did not know what Wall Street was, or this style of trading my mate discussed. But Kristin understood, and she seemed unaffected by the revelations.
“So, you’re an analyst.”
Caroline shrugged. “I’m good with patterns and money. Great with financial statements and seeing through bullshit numbers.”
“Excellent.”
Hunt stepped forward, and I handed the babe to her father. Well, one of her fathers. With Kristin’s genetic beauty on such display, it was impossible to determine which of the Prillon warriors had sired her. And I had been told that her mates preferred it that way.
“You can help the acquisitions and new arrival teams. With the new mates arriving here and on the other bases, and an increase in the number of contaminated warriors we are receiving, we could use someone with your skills to help us anticipate and determine what supplies and personnel to request from the Fleet.”
Tyran stepped forward and lifted the baby from Hunt’s grasp with a hungry look in his eyes that Hunt appeared unwilling to deny. “Yes, Lady Caroline. Hunt here could use your help. The whole base could use your help. Governor Rone is also setting up new defense perimeters, and we’ll need to figure out how to supply the warriors out on patrol as well as create a schedule for payment and deliveries to the Fleet with so many of our warriors spending more time on patrol.”
“Payment? What do you all pay with? I thought you were all dependent on the Fleet. That everything was generated by the S-Gen modules and no one paid for anything out here.”
Hunt shook his head. “No. We don’t pay with any type of money you would recognize. But we have the largest supply of the minerals necessary to run our transport technology. It was the reason the Prillon Prime decided to place The Colony here, on this ugly, forgotten world. We don’t pay for anything, but we do have production quotas that need to be met.”
“You’re miners?” Caroline’s gasp was outraged. “They banish you and turn you into miners?”
I placed my hand at the small of her back, unwilling to see her upset. “Not here, on Base 3. We are the operations center for The Colony. But on the other bases, yes. Some of the bases here are subterranean. The warriors live below ground so they can protect Fleet resources.”
Kristin closed her eyes and leaned back with a sigh. “It’s the reason we think the Hive are really here. If the Fleet loses this planet, and the natural resources here, the entire transport system would be crippled for weeks. Long enough for the Hive to—“
She didn’t finish the statement, and I was glad. We all knew what was at stake, how badly I’d failed my people by not catching Krael and the Hive in the tunnels beneath the planet.
Tyran, however, just couldn’t let it go. “Long enough for the Hive to take down the entire Fleet. If they take The Colony, they win the war.”
Caroline’s jaw tightened, and I saw a look I knew very, very well. Stubborn. Fierce. “I’m in. I’ll help. Just tell me where to go and what you need me to do.”
I pushed my mate toward the door, eager to have this discussion of Hive and my failures over. I would remedy my mistakes. I would go back into those tunnels. Krael would die. The Colony would once again be secure.
The door slid open and Kristin yelled farewell. “We’ll set it up!”
“Okay!” Caroline twisted around me and tried to yell over my shoulder as the door slid closed behind us. I was happy to see her focused on a goal. My mate was intelligent and dedicated. I knew The Colony would not waste her talents, and I knew she would need something here, something to make her feel useful and important, a part of the community. But that would come. Another day. Right now, she was mine.
“Come, mate. We have an appointment.”
11
CJ
* * *
“Rezzer,” I moaned, my hands tangled in his dark hair. I was leaning against the exam table in the medical unit, Rezzer on his knees before me. He’d grabbed the hem of my dress and lifted it up so he could cup my breasts. Since I was bare beneath—he didn’t give me any underwear, and I wondered if the lack was his doing, or if there really wasn’t any in space—his mouth was on me, his tongue laving my clit as he tugged at my nipples.
“The doctor’s going to come in.”
He only growled as a reply, applying himself with a little more vigor to his actions.
I was close to coming. It didn’t take much these days. I was so sensitive, so in tune to whatever Rezzer did. He was that good.
“Oh shit, I’m going to come.”
He growled again and tugged on my nipples a little harder.
I was glad for the table at my back, otherwise I would have been a puddle on the floor.
With ruthless precision, his tongue flicked my clit in such a way that pushed me over the brink. I bit my lip, stifling my usual screams. In our quarters, I didn’t hold back, but I knew just beyond the closed exam room door was medical staff. Which made my mate all kinds of naughty.
So damn sexy.
I couldn’t catch my breath as Rezzer stood, wiping his glistening mouth with the back of his hand.
“God, what was that?” I asked.
He grinned, twirled his finger in the air. “Turn around, mate.”
I did as he said—just as I always did now—without even thinking.
“If I have to explain it to you, I haven’t done a good enough job.”
He still held the hem of my dress in his hand and I was uncovered from the waist down. With a hand on my back, he pressed me forward so I was bent over the exam table. With his foot, he nudged mine apart.
I heard the sound of his pants opening.
“Rezzer, I don’t understand.”
My brain was all muddled from the orgasm, and when I felt the hot tip of his cock at my entrance, my thoughts scattered.
“I’m going to fuck you.”
He slid into me in one deep, slow stroke. After all the times he’d taken me, I still wasn’t used to his girth, and there was a slight burn at being stretched so wide.
“You’re so tight, mate. Your pussy’s perfect.”
“Why here?”
“Because you have a greedy pussy and needed my cock.”
He pulled back, thrust deep.
What he said was true. I had needed him. God, he’d fucked me in bed when I woke up, and that had only been a few hours ago. I was addicted. His cock was like a damned drug.
“But the medical unit?” I asked as I gripped the table until my knuckles went white.
The wet sounds of our fucking filled the room. I could feel the material of his pants against my bottom, and I knew he’d only opened them enough to free his cock. The thought of him being fully dressed and literally servicing me had me close to coming again.
“The doctor needs to confirm something.”
He fucked me with a steady rhythm as he placed one hand beside mine, leaned over me.
“What? Obviously, your beast is fine.”
He kissed the side of my face, behind my ear, and I felt him smile. I could feel his cock swell inside me, felt him grow larger against my back.
“My beast is well and very happy deep in your tight, hot, wet pussy.”
I whimpered. I loved his dirty talk.
“My beast is also pleased about the baby.”
“What does…oh god.” He pushed deep and my entire body shuddered. I wanted to tell him to go faster, to hurry, to make me come, but I knew my words would be wasted. He was in control, and that made me even more desperate to come. Hotter. I closed my eyes and tried to think about what he was saying. “What does Kristin’s baby have to do with your beast and fucking me?”
He pulled back, settled just at my entrance so the wide crown stroked over my g-spot. “Our baby, mate. We’re here so the doctor can confirm that you carry our child.”
I looked over my shoulder at him with wide eyes, then he plunged deep. I couldn’t take the pleasure, and my eyes fell closed, a cry escaping my lips as he grabbed the rounded globes of my ass and pulled them apart, opening me to his sight. I was sure he was watching his huge cock slide in and out of me. A low, rumbling growl made my pussy clamp down on him like a fist. So. Fucking. Sexy.
“Our baby?”
He leaned down, nipped my bare shoulder. I trembled, my pussy fluttering, so close to orgasm, stretched wide around his cock.
“Ah, mate, you are so smart, yet it seems you do not know your own body as well as I do.”
“You mean—”
“All this fucking, all this seed.” He swelled in me, thrust deep, then filled me with more. “Load after load, it was all for you,” he groaned. “All for that fertile womb of yours. We made a baby.”
I couldn’t think beyond how close I was to coming. He’d come, yet was still hard. His hand came around, found my clit, brushed it gently.
“Your sensitive breasts, your insatiable need for my cock, your ability to come with the slightest of touches.”
He rubbed my clit, rough, fast, and I came apart in his arms, all over his cock, his free hand sliding over my mouth to stifle my scream.
“That’s it. Come for me. Come for your mate. So good. Yes. I can’t wait to see you round with what we made. To see you holding the infant we made. You’re giving me everything my heart desires.”
He kissed my neck as he praised me, as I came back to myself.
Only when I stopped pulsing and squeezing his cock, did he pull out.
“Ah, I love that sight. No need to work it back in, now, is there?” he asked as he pulled me up, let my dress fall back to hang long to my ankles.
I was unsteady, and he held me in his arms, the warmth of him seeping into me. His hands stroked down my back as I absorbed his words. Felt his seed slipping from me and down my thighs.
He had taken me so many times over the last two weeks that I’d lost count. He did have way too much cum for one man. But he was an Atlan and huge, so maybe it went with his size. My breasts did hurt, but I’d thought it was from Rezzer’s constant attentions. And my period, it hadn’t come. But I’d only been here two weeks, surely not enough time for me to be late.
Then how did he know? So I asked him.
“I know.”
He smiled smugly and cupped my breast through the dress. I gasped at the gentle touch.
“Oh, I know.”
It seemed a little backward that the man knew first, but he definitely paid closer attention to my body than I did.
“Can you stand on your own?” he asked.
I rolled my eyes. “It was good, but not that good,” I countered.
“Ah, mate, a challenge. When the doctor is done, I will take you back to our quarters and ensure that your legs don’t work at all. You’ll just have to keep them spread so I can have my way with you.”
He grinned, pressed a kiss to the tip of my nose, then went to the door. It opened silently, and Rezzer stuck his head out and said, “Doctor, we’re ready now.”
I hastily smoothed any real or imagined wrinkles from my dress and had to hope the doctor had no intention of taking it off. God, if I had to put my feet up in stirrups and he saw the evidence of what we just did…
The doctor held up a wand and he smiled at me. Doctor Surnen was big, a Prillon warrior with their oddly golden coloring and sharper features, and like everyone here the Hive had left their mark on him. His left hand was completely silver, but his smile was genuine. “Don’t worry. This won’t hurt.”
He waved it in the air for all of two seconds, then turned it off, the red light fading. It looked like a miniature light saber from Star Wars but the glow came from within, not on top.
“Congratulations. You are expecting.”
“What?” My mouth fell open and Rezzer grinned. That was it? Just a few seconds waving around a little glowing stick?
Rezzer leaned down, pulled me to him and kissed me tenderly. “You see, I was right.”
I wanted the doctor to be wrong just so Rezzer wouldn’t gloat, but then I wouldn’t be pregnant. And I wanted his baby with a ferocity that shocked me.
“I’m pregnant? Already?” I asked, a hitch in my voice, and the doctor nodded. “That’s it? That’s all the testing you need to do?”
The doctor offered me a smile, one that was just pleasant and not ecstatic like Rezzer’s. “You are completely healthy, Lady Caroline. You are having a baby. Time will prove me right if you do not believe the test.”
“Thank you, Doctor.”
Rezzer led me out of the med unit and down the corridor. Wow. He was practically beaming. I’d never seen such a big smile on his face. He appeared a foot taller and not because of his beast. He was proud of his manliness. He’d knocked me up, and he was all but preening.
I was letting him guide me as I was too overwhelmed. I was pregnant. With a baby. With Rezzer’s baby. That we made by having lots and lots of sex.
I was having a baby.
And he’d known.
He leaned down and murmured. “I’m not done with you, mate. Here’s what I’m going to do to you first. I’m going to—”
“Warlord Rezzer,” a voice said, cutting in.
The guy wore a uniform similar to Rezzer’s and equally commanding, although he was much smaller. Not tiny, probably several inches taller than me. He had mocha skin and black hair shaved close to his head. He looked human, but instead of two normal eyeballs, both of his eyes were shiny, metallic silver.
“Apologies, but the governor has requested your presence in command.”
“Now, Lieutenant Denzel? I need to celebrate with my mate.”
“Yes, he mentioned you have a mate. Congratulations to you and Lady Caroline.” He gave me a deferential bow. “Where are you from?”
English. Definitely human. But God, those eyes were freaking me out. And just that fast I understood what Rezzer had tried to explain to me. Just because this man could return to Earth, didn’t mean it would be a happy life. I loved my people, my planet, but we were all still savages, fighting over religion and territory and who had sex with whom. Gay, straight, trans, Christian, Muslim, African, Asian, whatever. The list was endless.
But silver, cyborg eyes in a tall, battle-hardened black man who’d spent two years killing aliens in space?
People would freak.
“New York. You?”
“Atlanta.”
On impulse, I grabbed him and pulled him to me for a quick hug. Someone else from home. Someone who probably hadn’t been hugged in quite a while.
He held me tight for a few seconds before reluctantly letting me go. The mood was heavy, so I did what I did best. “Denzel? Really?”
His grin was worth it, even if his eyes were still startling. “My mother named me after her favorite actor.”
I laughed, loving it. “Denzel Washington? Your mom had a crush on Denzel Washington?”
“You know it.”
I looked up at Rezzer, who watched everything with a quiet calm I knew was deceptive. “Can we order movies out here in space?”
“Of course.”
I clapped my hands together. “Great. We’re doing a Denzel marathon.”
The lieutenant chuckled. “I’m all in. Couple other guys will be too.”
“How many of us are there?” I asked.
He shrugged. “Less than a twenty humans on the entire planet, and most of us are here, on Base 3. And that includes the women. We aren’t as big as the other races. They don’t want us in the mines. Slows down production.”
I had no idea what to say about that. “So what do you do instead?”
Rezzer wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me to his side in a show of blatant possession. “The Lieutenant is an excellent sniper. His cyborg enhanced vision allows him to see targets almost two miles away.”
“Holy cow. Really?” I asked. Denzel nodded but shrugged it off.
“Not much to shoot at out here.”
“Yet.” Rezzer said, and both men grew tense. Happy Earthling reunion time was officially over.
“Governor Maxim said you would wish to know that the sensors in the cave picked up movement.”
I felt Rezzer stiffen beside me. He glanced down at me. “Come. I will work through my list with you later.”
I didn’t know what was going on, but I knew it was important. After what they’d done to Rezzer, I wanted to meet one of the enemy, too. Punch his lights out for hurting my mate. Yes, I could be just as possessive and protective as my big alpha male. And now that I had a child to think about, nothing and no one was going to take my man from us.
