Hers To Command (Cyborg Sizzle Book 8)
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With her hands.
She released Thrasher and stripped, discarding her chest and ass coverings, displaying her pale curves, her exquisite feminine beauty. Naked, she straddled the hapless male’s hips, pressing her wet pussy against his ass, her soft wondrous breasts flattening against his back.
Thrasher’s jaw slackened.
“I’ll last longer than you.” Ace chuckled, knowing what his male was feeling. His hard form was surrounded by their female’s lushness. Her scent filled their nostrils. All of his senses were under her erotic attack.
“That’s probable,” Thrasher grumbled. He ravished Ace’s cock with both of his hands. His breath wafted over his tip.
Their Carys stroked Thrasher as vigorously. She also rubbed her body against his back and ass, sucked on his shoulder.
Her gaze met Ace’s. Her eyes sparkled with mirth.
Their female realized the havoc she was wreaking on the warrior. It was an unfair contest. Thrasher operated on emotion, his organic side often in control. Ace was supplementing his waning restraint with his machine side.
“If you want to win this,” she murmured in Thrasher’s ear, aware that Ace, with his cyborg auditory system, could hear her. “You’ll have to talk dirty to him.”
“Tell me what to say, Commander.” Thrasher leaned back.
“You’re so…” She paused and looked up at Ace, the yearning in her gaze stripping his control. “Hard and long and thick.” She licked her lips and he twitched, imagining her tongue on his shaft. “Your cock feels good in my hands.” She wiggled against Thrasher, her curves moving enticingly. “You’re throbbing under my fingertips, and that turns me on.”
Thrasher repeated those arousing words and more while he glided his hands over Ace’s cock. Their Carys played with the warrior’s shaft, rocking against Thrasher, her growing desire conveyed through her fragrance, her form, her voice.
The pressure inside Ace built and built and built. His male and his female formed an erotic image below him, the contrast between them riveting. Their Carys’ curves jiggled, her skin turning pink, sparkling with perspiration. Thrasher’s muscles rippled, his finely honed physique stark with desire, his eyes the deepest blue.
They were both his. That stimulating truth ratcheted his passion upward.
She’s dripping. Thrasher supplemented their female’s words, seeking to push Ace over the edge. Hot and yielding and ready for our cocks.
Two could utilize that tactic. I’m visualizing both of us breeding with her, our shafts aligned, pressing together, her softness around us.
Thrasher twitched, signaling a direct hit to his control. That isn’t feasible, isn’t logical.
When I process breeding with you, with our female, I’m not logical. That was the truth. Ace was a cyborg. He couldn’t lie. My balls are aching.
She comes first. Thrasher rolled his hips, grinding against their female’s pussy and she gasped. She’s close.
As are you.
Thrasher didn’t deny that. He swiveled his hips again.
Their female’s eyes grew excitingly wild. “Thrasher.”
She needed more. Give her three of the same in rapid succession, Ace advised.
Thrasher grinned and did as he was ordered, moving against her once, twice, three times. A low whine rose from their female’s throat.
Thrasher bucked backward. Skin slapped against skin.
She shrieked, closing her thighs around Thrasher’s waist, squeezing his cock.
He bellowed, clutched Ace’s shaft.
“Mine.” Ace roared, thrusting forward. Cum spurted from his tip, splattered on Thrasher’s face, into his open mouth. The warrior swallowed and convulsed, tugging on Ace’s cock, vibrating against their Carys.
That set off another round of erotic bombardment, drawing more cum from Ace’s tip, causing more pleasure to sweep over him.
It was too much, overwhelming his machine. Ace fell. His knees smacked against the floor tile, the sharp jab of pain accentuating his ecstasy. He bathed Thrasher’s stomach, hips, thighs with his essence.
Thrasher released the same barrage on him, covering him with warmth, with his nanocybotics. They fizzed and popped over his bare skin.
Their Carys hooked her legs around Ace’s hips and tried to pull him toward her. He instinctively followed her unspoken command, surging forward.
Their bodies collided, the impact knocking them off balance. Ace and Thrasher were too far gone to correct it. The three of them toppled over, their limbs entwined.
Some part of Ace’s processors must have been operating. He moved their Carys until she was safely tucked between them, the primitive need to protect their female clawing through the fog of bliss.
They strapped their arms around her form, securing her, ensuring nothing would harm her, not now, not ever. Ace claimed her mouth, exploring her heat, savoring her flavor. Thrasher licked the salt off her neck. She trembled, her eyelashes fluttering, her eyes lacking focus.
After he’d ravished their Carys to his satisfaction, Ace kissed Thrasher. It was a harsh clash of lips and chins and tongues, a captivating change from his gentler claiming of their female. They were strong yet different, complementing each other.
He drew away from them, happiness bubbling inside him. It would take a cyborg a lifespan of reasoning to fully explain why they fit so perfectly.
“I love you.” His gaze met Thrasher’s. “Both of you.”
“I love you.” Thrasher pressed his lips against their Carys’ nape. “Both of you.”
“I love you.” Their female’s voice was drowsy. “Both of you.” She leaned her head back, resting it under Thrasher’s chin. “You’re the warriors of my dreams.”
She sounded like Thrasher after a round of pain inhibitors. Ace smiled. That was how much they had pleased her.
“Repeat that outside these chambers.” She leveled a hard glance on him. “And you’ll never exit them again.”
“Yes, Commander.” Ace’s grin widened. That was the female they knew and loved.
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