“Wasn’t it? I chose the order in which to tackle this attack. Coming here first might have made all the difference.”
“That is not true. I can show you the diagnostic on this engagement. It is likely that you would have lost sooner had you not acted as you did. However, the path you chose even without our intervention, it is likely you would have been victorious but the damage would have been significantly more in both this ship and your people.”
Marlea wasn’t sure she believed that, but she accepted what he was saying.
“You held me back. Infiltrated our systems. That is an act of piracy you will answer for. I could have been here sooner.”
Cage accepted what his data was telling him. He liked this female. Her spunk and determination appealed to him. His body responded creating stirrings that had not been triggered. He wondered at the response. His body hardening.
“True,” he told her honestly. “But it would have made no difference. You were safer not engaging in this battle and we were here to take it on.”
She wanted to argue the point but part of her accepted he was right. With the Cyborgs here, her troop made little impact. Without them, it would have been a completely different story and nothing, would have stopped her getting here. Marlea sighed. “Where’s the Captain.”
“Over there.” He pointed to the Captain on the ground getting medical aid. “I’m sorry it’s not good. He took several hits. My medic tells me that it is too much damage for our medical bed to fix.”
Shocked Marlea made her way over to him. He was propped up and conscious. “Hay Captain. You did it again. Saved us all.” She told him carefully kneeling down.
“That’s bullshit and we both know it. You and the Cyborgs saved our asses this time. First Officer?”
“I’m sorry, he’s gone. Went down fighting.”
The Captain nodded. “Shit. I’m sorry too Marlea. I know….. you don’t want this, but protocol is protocol,” he wheezed out taking several deep breaths. “Computer, this is Captain Odean, verify voice.”
“Voice verified Captain.”
“Captaincy of this vessel is passed to Head of Security Marlea Pitmore. Verify ID and instructions carried out.”
Marlea touched his hand. “You don’t have to do this Captain.”
“The hell I do….. I’m done Marlea.” The older man’s eyes were pleading.
She nodded. “Marlea Pitmore Head of Security taking on Acting Captain.”
“Verified. Captain Pitmore assigned to this vessel.”
The Captain nodded at her and Marlea stood looking around her. She was now responsible for it all. “Ok people. Lets get this mess cleared up, secure the breaches, injured to medical. Prisoners to….” She wasn’t sure where to put those. They didn’t have a brig.
“To my ship,” Cage told her from behind her. She’d forgotten about him.
Marlea nodded. As good a place as any. “To the Empire’s ship.”
She stayed with the Captain until he was moved to medical. Squeezing his hand saying she’d be in later to see him. Then she moved off to one side to let her people and the Cyborgs do the work they needed to do.
The place was a mess. It would take some time to get the ship back to normal. She felt her shadow but didn’t hear him. “You make no noise when you move, do you know that?”
“We are Cyborg. Noise got us killed. We learnt quickly.”
She believed it. “Infiltrating our systems without permission is an act of war.”
“I am not here to make war. We came to help.”
She nodded. “But you did it anyway.”
“It was needed to keep you safe.” He’d repeated that again. Like she needed it.
Marlea turned on him and coolly looked up. “I didn’t need your help to be safe. No one else had your help. People died, I could have died but that’s the risk we all take on. Its not for you to decide who stays safe and who doesn’t.”
“You are angry.”
“Yes damn it. Valuable time was lost going through the access tunnels rather than straight onto the deck level.”
“It would have made no difference to the outcome female.”
She railed at him. “You don’t know that!”
He looked at her calmly, cooly. He could scent she was hurting. “Yes I do female.”
She looked away, not wanting to believe it. Her head kept telling her there was more she could have done. More she could have tired. Was there?.....
He was confusing her, and she needed to be strong now. “Computer file a complaint with the Empire. Cyborg Cage infiltrated our systems without permission and barred access for its Security Officer and her men. This is a breach of our rights and the Supernova expects the Empire to comply with holding Commander Cage responsible. He will place himself in his ships brig until the Empire decides his punishment.”
“Affirmative.” Her computer system told her. She looked up at him expecting him to be annoyed. He wasn’t or didn’t show it.
“No one cages me female.” He inclined his head and moved to work with his men. Had she done right?....
The female was honourable and within her rights to have him reprimanded but his data told him he would fight her on it. He would never accept going back into a cage. His logic told him knowing that was a possible outcome, it hadn’t stopped him acting as he had. He’d already ordered their four med beds to be brought down to this ships medical. They could fix almost anything. He helped load another human onto a stretcher. And he couldn’t argue with her either. He’d done exactly what she’d said. The reasoning as to why he’d done it made no sense to him but that hadn’t prevented the action. He’d done it anyway wanting to protect her.
Why this female? Those were emotions…. His data quickly providing that response flowing over his optic. A check of his diagnostics told him his emotions and pain receptors were still turned off. He shouldn’t be having any emotions. He was malfunctioning….
His data told him he’d acted impulsively. Something Cyborgs did not do. They gathered all the data and made informed decisions. Not this time. It had been all impulse. He’d taken a big risk taking the female’s blood. Her DNA was within him now. Mixed with his nanos’ in both of them. A connection. It was something he hadn’t wanted and for a Cyborg who weighed up all actions with logic, he couldn’t fail to see that it had been an emotional response to heal her.
The need had been strong. A reflex and even as he’d done it, his logic was sending out warnings he’d chosen to ignore.
He worked on assisting her people and aiding her in the process. Every time she touched a male, Cage bit back the need to intervene. No male should have her touch but him….. They cleared the area until only the work crew was left. He saw her knee down and rest against the wall. Some of her people came and spoke with her and moved off again. She took some water and rested for a moment. Then tried to get up and one of his men helped her.
If he wanted, he could still taste her on his tongue. The pull was undeniable. Hunger infused him and he turned to fully look at his female. His….. Images of taking her flooded his optic. Stripping her and fucking her with deep long strokes of his cock, her body naked under him responding with every thrust begging him for more. Her full breasts and hard nipples brushing his chest as he pounded into her. Fucking her deep and hard. A growl leaped from his lips before he could stop it. His gaze all on her. His men turned towards him. The Cyborg holding her arm dropped it quickly. He opened his neuro net.
Mine!
Moving swiftly and silently as only a Cyborg can he zeroed in on her. His appointed two guards moved to intercept him. Blocking her from him. Cage roared over his net once more.
Bane, his second took a step forward placing his hand on his chest. Calm yourself. The Cyborg was doing his job. Helping her. You are full of emotion. Your control is slipping. You will scare the female going to her like this.
It was a reminder he needed. Cage took a step back, at the same time pulling back on his emotions,
he focused on his brother. Pulling calming cooler air into his system. Thank you brother. The female is difficult to be around and not react. I am in control.
You need to talk to the female. Break the rules and the Admiral will break you.
Cage mentally nodded. He knew the rules and appeared to be breaking them anyway. I understand.
They moved parting ways allowing him to see the female once more. She’d not moved. Standing just where he’d last seen her. Cage went to her as she watched his brothers move to stand together once more blocking them from view. Cage didn’t hold back. He took her arm and cornered her away from everyone else. He was all instinct and that instinct was telling him he needed to feel. Reaching out as he came to her, he grasped her at the neck, with his thumb he lifted her face until her eyes locked to his. He waited until the moment she sparked to life under his hands, then went straight in on the other side of her neck with his mouth and clasped his lips on her flesh. The responding gasp, her body colliding with his with along with the heat that flowed through her body was a welcome response. Cage released the flesh and ran his nose along her carotid artery. “You smell and taste so fucking good,” he whispered.
He could hear her blood racing and her pulse beating faster. Hot blood coursing through her veins. Calling to him. Reminding him how alive she was. Cage breathed in. Her unique scent a reminder of the taste of her on his tongue. His voice rumbled and the female shivered under his hands. Her desire spiked and Cage licked along the line, his lips hovering over her ear.
Speaking just for her he whispered. “Where are your rooms?”
Marlea had been so consumed with the feelings raging through her, she was sure she’d blanked out. The sounds he made were animalistic, possessive and damn sexy and when he’d touched her, shit, it had been so erotic that her body instinctively responded and she nearly came right there! She wasn’t stupid. This male turned her on like no other. She was so tired of the fighting. So tired of thinking and now she was responsible for an entire ship. She just needed a minute to herself. Something to take her mind off it all. She pulled from his face so close to hers and looked in his eyes. Hunger. For her. Her need warred with her duty. The thought that she was sure she was soaking wet and needy hit her as his words did.
Duty won out as it always did. “I can’t …. Err go to my office now……too much to do,” she told him breathlessly.
He nibbled up her neck. “Not your office, your rooms. Unless you want me to strip you and fuck you here. Because I am fucking you female. Your rooms now.”
Her brain froze. He was determined to have her…. Her emotions so mixed up she didn’t know whether to laugh at the incredible bad timing or cry for joy. She panted as her breathing seemed unable to provide enough oxygen. She needed this, she told herself and it was true, she did. Moving out of his embrace she moved passed his men trying to keep her emotions at bay. Spotting Egar, she called out. “Egar, give out orders, essential repairs first. I’m taking a break then I’ll be back. Put everyone on rotation for breaks too.” He nodded and turned back to his work. Marlea came back to Cage and took his hand. For all his dominance, he’d let her go easily enough and not tried to hold her. She pulled on him then let him go and hurried in the direction of her rooms expecting him to follow.
“Computer, Security Officer Egar is in charge until further notice.”
“Affirmative.”
She got to the end of the corridor and realised he wasn’t with her. Marlea turned back. Had he changed his mind?.... Disappointment hit her hard. Marlea bit her lip to stop herself from saying anything she’d regret but she wanted it too bad. She spoke quietly knowing he’d hear her.
“You coming, cos I need to?”
Chapter Three
He’d heard all he needed to. She could have been lost to him. His protective instincts were off the charts. He tried reigning it in but his systems were not giving him an inch. His course was set no matter the outcome. There was no logic to his action, he’d not weighted up the data and looked at outcomes, it was all impulse.
Cage wasted no more time in getting to her and picking her up. He accessed the ships systems and found her billet taking them both there in quick time. Dropping her on her feet she spun and unlocked the door with her handprint, taking his she pulled him through, and the door shut behind them.
They were both pulling at their clothes before the lock engaged.
Swiftly removing his jacket, he pulled his T free and over his head, his buckle and buttons were next on his pants as he kicked his boots free and chucked them all to one side in seconds. For the first time since his birthing, he wasn’t listening to his logic that was telling him he needed to slow down, inform the female of what this would mean. To prepare her for both him physically and mentally.
He watched as she tried to strip before him. In her haste, the female was struggling to remove her clothing. The urge to smile hit him. Clearly she needed help. Thoughts of stopping and talking filtered out of his brain at the first sign of flesh. Kneeling down, he supported her, taking one leg and pulled the boot free, then did the same with the other one. Then lifting her over his shoulder, he pulled her pants free and off her legs while she laughed at the impulsive action clinging on to him. Nothing had penetrated him as much as that laugh. Taking her down from his shoulder he held her at waist height to his body, moving towards the wall encouraging her legs to wrap around him.
She was posed over his cock in what seemed seconds. Then felt him at her entrance. “Need this,” she told him, and he impaled her on him. No messing, no finesse. His cock rammed in. “Jesus!” she cried out panting at the tight fit and sting, knowing that wasn’t even the biggest part yet.
Cage paused. He didn’t want to hurt her. She needed a minute. He was big, all his brothers were. Another design feature of your Cyborg soldier. They came well hung. The deliciousness of her hot flesh around his cock was unmistakable. It registered across all his sensors. He pulled her ass open in his hands giving better access. He didn’t need his data to tell him he was in way over his head. All his systems were lit up every nerve ending firing.
“You good female? I need to move,” he told her trying to hold on.
She nodded and Cage slowly pulled out of her and pushed back in. Going deeper with each thrust until he was in balls deep.
Marlea hissed. Holy SHIT! He was bigger than she’d thought possible…. She could feel him all in now. His balls hitting her just right, but he was leading all the action and that wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted in on it too. Lifting up she dug her fingers into his shoulders and joined in thrust for thrust. Meeting him strike for strike. She’d never felt anything like it. The intensity almost too much. Overwhelming her as she tried not to be lost in the bombardment of sensation.
Her body on over drive as she rode his cock reaching for that illusive explosion she do desperately needed. She dug in, her need only rising more. Suddenly not so elusive but right there, just out of reach, increasing her pace, she realised he’d let her have her way. She was in control now of so much firepower. It was heady and euphoric at the same time. He held and encouraged her on, pulling her ever closer to what she needed. And suddenly, like he was reading her, he rammed up into her, powerfully and deeply rubbing himself just where she needed it and life exploded all around her. Marlea flung her head back and cried out detonation. Nirvana had arrived…. Thank the gods……
Her body detonated around his cock. Every fibre of the females being exploding with the pleasure he’d given her. Holding her fast, he powered on through it, wringing every last once of pleasure from her climax for both of them. As the wave receded, she wallowed in the intensity of the aftermath, slowly calming, gathering her breath and he slowed. His data was all over the place flying across his optic. Readings told him that was almost more intense than the orgasm itself. Feeling every particle of her being as her muscles rippled along his cock. He held her there, against the wall, allowing her time to recover as he slowly moved in and out of he
r. Her body relaxed around him as her arms gave way under the onslaught of her emotional ride. A tidal wave of pure pleasure saturating her very soul. Or so he’d been told. But he felt some of that here and now. With this female transferring her emotions to him through their shared contact.
Nothing harboured, nothing faked, nothing held back. Open and honest in everything she did his data told him. He believed it and his arms pulled her in closer.
That… was one hell of a rush…. She wasn’t sure if she’d ever experience anything so good again. He’d spoilt her forever!.... But damn, what a memory… Her mind reeled. His cock was still moving in and out of her slowly. Rocking her, comforting her almost. His arms tightened around her and Marlea sighed into them. It was just too good. He could take what he wanted, she had no complaints, he could have it all. She felt his hand on her shirt as he moved them over to the table putting her down gently. He slowly peeled the shirt from her shoulders exposing her to him. Almost like he was savouring the experience. She’d always thought her breasts too large, too heavy but right here and now, compared to the male in front of her, they seemed small. She felt …… pretty. Adored and in the touch of his hands, for the first time in her life, they felt insignificant and not enough.
“They are perfect female.” Had she voiced that doubt?....
He encouraged her to lay back on the table and she did, without a moment’s hesitation or further doubt. His hands exploring her from face to clit and down her thighs and up again. Cupping her full breasts and playing with her nipples that seemed hard as steel. His pace slowly increased as he started to ride her.
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