"I'm not a joke," she began.
"I know." C-A-I-N pulled down her soaked panties.
"I helped create E-V-E."
"Great creation." Wrapping his arms around her waist, he stepped backwards toward his bed.
"And I helped develop A-B-E-L and you, C-A-I-N."
He stopped moving and flashed her a bone-chilling look. "Call me Cain." A twist of his body, he had her flat on her back on his bed with him on top. "And I'll call you Tuumie."
A barrage of slaps, punches, and scratches followed his cheeky statement.
"I hate it when you call me that. I'm a respected scientist."
"Yeah, with an incredible body." He never stopped her assaults, although with his strength he could have. "Tell me what you want. I need to hear it."
"Respect me."
"I do."
"Touch me."
"I will."
"Make me forget."
Cain didn't need her to explain that last line. Watching Sonjie be so constricted with fears and anger all of the time fueled his own anger. He'd seen the way Cotton stared at her perfect ass whenever she turned her back on him. He wanted to gouge out the cretin's eyes each time he gave her a dirty look.
This woman was a princess whether she believed it or not. He would make her feel good, forget the things that made her angry, and make her happy.
He kissed down her body, enjoying every succulent inch of her smooth skin. Like magnets, his hand gravitated to her full breast. The fleshy orb filled his hand while her pebbled nipple pressed against the center of his palm. His mouth latched onto the other.
To hear her response, hear her moaning and feel her body writhing underneath his, made his cock strain to an uncomfortable level. His tongue orbited around her rigid nipple. How in the world could she have allowed that old bastard Urlean to touch her exquisite body?
Cain lifted his head, stared down at this beautiful creature underneath him and said, "Remember me."
Chapter Five
How in the world could Sonjie ever forget about Cain, about this moment? Every part of him possessed her body until she felt like he had created her for himself.
His mouth seized her breasts, moving skillfully from one peaked nipple to the other until Sonjie barely recognized her inhuman moans in reaction.
His hands caressed her hair, down her neck and shoulders and over her stomach. She suspected Cain attempted to make memories of his own.
Easing his body down hers, he settled between her legs, his face directly at her pulsating vagina. Sonjie's haggard breathing had to have tipped him off that she more than wanted him to savor the flavor of her sexual juices first hand.
"I need to hear you say it, Doc," he growled.
If Sonjie wasn't so consumed with passion she would have laughed at how similar Cain and Abel were.
"Touch me. Lick me. Take me. Whatever you do, don't stop," she finally blurted. "I need this." She peered down at him. "I need you."
As much as she hated to admit it, both to herself and out loud, her body overrode her logical mind. Both men filled her needs. But how was that so? In a world where solo couplings were not only accepted it had been mandated, the reason Lars built himself an army of sexbots, how could Sonjie feel so strongly for both men?
The thought didn't plague her for long as soon as she felt Cain's tongue touch her protruding clit. The sensation caused her to arch her back, grasp one hand behind his head and the other clutched a handful of the blanket that covered his bed. Just like with A-B-E-L, Cain's short hair tickled her hand as she held onto his head, not wanting him to move from between her thighs until she fell back in exhaustion.
"Better," he uttered between licks. "So much better when I can get up close." He peered over her mound. "And personal."
She saw the twinkle in his eyes before he devoured her sex. His mouth covered her. The fate of the Earth remained in peril. Sonjie could lose her job if she didn't produce these men to the High Commander soon or even if they found out about her intimate connection to them. As her heart pounded and her body trembled from his touch, none of that mattered.
Cain continued licking her, his strong, long tongue tickling over her nether lips before slipping between her folds and dipping inside of her.
"I need to feel," she muttered.
He continued his oral assault until Sonjie sat up and rolled away from him. Perplexed, Cain stared at her, his lips shiny from her juices and his eyelids heavy from want.
"On your back," she demanded.
He obliged, a first for the often combative patient. If she could only wield this power in the testing and interview rooms, things would go smoothly.
Cain positioned himself on his back with his head on his pillow. Without hesitation and with a greedy need that surprised her, she held his tight balls, grasped the base of his thick shaft in her hand, and slid her mouth all the way down his heated flesh.
"Fuck!" Cain's screams echoed off the walls of his room.
Not since she'd held Lars' limp cock in her mouth had Sonjie wanted to pleasure a man orally. With Cain, just like with Abel, she wanted to experience everything about him, how he tasted, the touch of his skin, his delicious smell.
He tasted salty just like A-B-E-L, but with Cain there existed a bitter flavor as well. The pre-cum that wept at the end of his penis tasted sweeter than his skin. Usually that would occur with a change in diet or if a man was on medication. Since she didn't authorize giving either man any medication, she suspected that the Army was getting him ready to fight.
Sonjie barely got her mouth down to the base. When she felt the base of her throat close and an upheaval occurring in her stomach, she pulled back but stroked the base to compensate. She never had the gag reflex problem when she was with Lars. His compact penis fit perfectly in her mouth.
Between A-B-E-L's long shaft and C-A-I-N's thick one, she had to be more creative on how she accepted them in her mouth. She didn't want to stop doing the act because hearing them moan made her even wetter. Something about holding a man's pleasure in her hands turned her on tremendously.
After four or five good passes with her mouth, the feeling proved to be too much for Cain. Not only had Cain moaned, Sonjie felt his body shaking under hers. She put her hand to his thick thigh and he jumped. His nerves must have been on edge.
"Not in your mouth," he began. "In you. I want to come inside of you. Let me, please."
She'd never heard this man beg. He'd made others beg to him. They begged for mercy. They pleaded for their lives. Now Sonjie held the power.
Climbing on top of his mountain of a body, positioning her legs around him while still maintaining her hold of his erection, she hovered over him and teased by sliding his helmet-like tip back and forth over her clit.
"Shit, Doc, you're a fucking sadist." Cain's body writhed as he anticipated the first feeling, that first plunge.
Every cell in Sonjie's body quivered until finally she dropped herself down, impaling herself on him and releasing a low, howling scream at the same time. He grabbed her hips, holding her down until she felt like he'd become a part of her.
He filled her, stretched her. Her hands rested on the massive planes of his chest until she could gather her wits and her strength to caress his dick with her pussy. Her first undulation sent a quick rush of an orgasm through her until she had to stop momentarily to catch her breath.
"You're good." Cain thrust his hips upward to get a deeper penetration.
She held on, pinched his small, pebbled nipple in response. "Just good?"
A cool sheen of sweat covered her body as she rode this man, her patient, the friend of her lover. Good or bad. Right or wrong. She needed Cain just as much as she needed Abel. Her body received sustenance from both like needed vitamins and nutrients. Without one she would become ill, wither away like a flower in the Mars soil.
"Ah, so the good doctor does feel." A sinister smile slithered across Cain's face. "Damn, you're so tight! I love the feeling of being inside
of you. I don't want it to end." Leaving one hand on her hip, he used his other hand to hold one breast. "Tell me we can be together always. Tell me you want this as much as I do."
Conveniently, Sonjie used her imminent orgasm to prevent herself from answering his inquiry. How could she say yes? Abel had asked the same of her.
"I—-I—-I—-Oh, gods!" She clawed Cain's chest as wave upon wave of an intense release hit her, attacked her and wouldn't let her go until she let out her breath.
Just because she had come didn't mean Cain was ready. He pulled her down to his chest, turned over so that she rested on her back, and slid himself in and out of her with increasing speed.
The friction shook his modest bed and started another fire between her legs. Cain showed her just how much of a machine he was with his never-ending rhythm, consistent, hard, damn good.
Sonjie kissed him. Her tongue found his and did a delicate play in his mouth. When he broke the kiss, Cain did three deep thrusts inside of her, his body shaking each time.
"Ohhhh!" he screamed. "Never in my dreams. Never."
A hot splash of come coated the inside of her womb and stoked another climax in Sonjie. Coming with him was just as explosive as when she came only moments before.
Amazing. She'd put this man through tests that pushed his limits on his speed, strength, and endurance. Each test he'd never broken a sweat, never faltered. Making love to her, Cain now panted. Sweat poured from his face.
She wiped her hand down his cheek. Once by his mouth, he held it and kissed the palm.
"Anything you want, Sonjie, I would do it for you," he said. "And if anyone ever hurt you or even touch you," he paused for effect, "I'll kill him."
Chapter Six
Sonjie couldn't wait for the end of the week to summon the High Commander. The last two days with A-B-E-L, then C-A-I-N, got to her. Used to be Sonjie's only dilemma was trying to get rid of a lover she didn't want.
Now she had two lovers she wanted equally and who wanted her, but neither one knew about the other. Scientists shouldn't be faced with problems like this. She should be helping to solve the world's problems and not trying to figure out how to get rid of two lovers.
She'd spent the entire day holed up in her office, avoiding the two men. She couldn't keep doing that forever. They would be gone but more tests needed to be conducted. She just wasn't sure she was the one to do them.
Sitting at her desk, Sonjie connected to the High Commander's office and waited for the powerful woman to respond. While she waited, she pressed her migraine medication to the side of her neck and gave herself a boost of the needed drug. Sonjie had a feeling she would develop a piercing headache after talking with the High Commander.
As soon as the sting subsided, the dull pounding that started in the center of her forehead dissipated. Sonjie took a deep breath and let the drug take its effects.
The thirty-inch monitor that sat on her desk went completely black before the image of the Earth's leader appeared.
As always, the commander appeared controlled. The sprig of gray hair that cascaded down the side of her face gave her a more stately appearance than her broad shoulders and set-in full lips.
"I sincerely hope you have some good news, Dr. Tuumlar," the High Commander began. "Waiting almost a year for these soldiers to be released to duty has been taxing for the people of Earth."
"I understand, Commander." Sonjie balled her hand into a fist under the desk out of the range of the video camera trained on her. "I have concerns over the safety of C-A-I-N and A-B-E-L, which is why I'm calling upon you now instead of waiting until the end of the week."
"Concerns? What type of concerns?"
Sonjie cleared her throat. Embarrassing details would have to be shared in order to explain it all. But she had to do it.
"I'm sure you were briefed on the situation with E-V-E after the last large battle with the Cerillions had occurred."
"Yes, how Dr. Urlean, one of our contracted employees, had used his insider knowledge to try overthrowing the last few humans of Earth. Good job on detecting his devious nature to thwart his plans."
Sonjie released a long breath, feeling good that she had the High Commander at least on her side right now.
Relief swept over her when she recognized the fact that the High Commander assumed Sonjie adjusted E-V-E's internal sensor for the good of the planet instead of something to simply get back at the man who had used her and broken her heart.
"Thank you, ma'am. However, I feel like perhaps Lars, I mean Dr. Urlean, may have done something to C-A-I-N and A-B-E-L before he came to Earth during that last attack. He knew what I had done to E-V-E and brought the remote to override her systems. So if he knew that then I suspect he did something to the two men as a fail-safe of his own."
The High Commander said nothing for a while. Her icy, grayish-brown eyes stared into the screen as though she wanted to come through it and sit next to Sonjie. Her walnut-colored skin looked cold through the monitor. Being in well over two hundred battles, always at the front lines, the woman looked amazing, strong.
"That is possible, Doctor, and I can see where you would be concerned. However, after a year, don't you think that something would have happened by now? You set up E-V-E to disable the Cerillion robots when she became sexually aroused."
Actually E-V-E could disable the robots after falling in love but Sonjie wouldn't correct the most powerful woman on the planet.
The High Commander continued. "Do you know if C-A-I-N and A-B-E-L have been sexually active recently? Do we need to get some sexbots to them and test the theory and see if Dr. Urlean did to us what you did to him?"
Sonjie coughed. "No, ma'am. Sexbots are not needed. The soldiers have been sexually active and I've gotten no reports back about the Cerillion forces."
Sonjie crossed her fingers under her desk and away from the monitor that the High Commander wouldn't ask Sonjie to prove that the men had had sex.
"I've got some distressing news, and I'm glad you called me today. I've just gotten word that two forces are heading our way now: the Cerillions and Starkeens. They've joined forces to not only take over the human population but also the world. Estimated arrival is in two days."
"Two days?" Sonjie slid a shaky hand over her hair. "But that doesn't give me any time to do the studies I need to do on—"
The High Commander pounded her fist on her desk. "Enough tests, Doctor!"
After jumping a good foot off of her chair, Sonjie settled herself, swallowed hard and paid close attention to her boss.
"You have run almost every type of tests on these men…twice! If Lars had done something to them, it would have happened by now, don't you think?"
Sonjie shook her head. "Not necessarily. If you can give me one more day, I can—"
"I want those cyborgs packed and ready to go to Earth by the end of the day tomorrow. Since you're so concerned, you will be heading to Earth with them. You will maintain their systems and be their personal doctor if anything happens to them. And if they do turn on our troops, you will know how to disable them."
"You mean expire them?" Sonjie's body went cold.
"Yes."
"But High Commander—"
"Take plenty of accelerator and be careful. The world is counting on you."
At that last heavy line, the screen faded to black. Everything faded to black.
How the hell could Sonjie go back to the place where everything started between her and Lars…and where it all ended for Lars? How could she share her heart between these two men while she was there?
The answer was that she couldn't. No matter what the High Commander wanted, Sonjie couldn't go with C-A-I-N and A-B-E-L to Earth to help them fight and perhaps watch them die. And she certainly couldn't watch them be disabled if what Sonjie suspected actually happened.
"Dr. Tuumlar?" a voice over her office intercom said.
"Yes?"
"The subjects are ready for the extreme cold test."
Sonjie
peered down at her watch and cursed. She'd forgotten about setting up that test for them.
This would have to be it. Sex didn't seem to do anything as far as disabling the other federations' robotics or systems. Guess Lars didn't know how she'd done that little trick. It didn't mean he didn't have something else up his sleeve.
"I'm on my way," Sonjie announced.
She gathered her equipment and hoped for the worst.
* * * *
Abel stared at Cain, who hadn't stopped smiling since yesterday. This was a man who scowled through breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Even though Cain seemed to excel through most of the tests they'd endured, he still looked like everything around him irritated him, especially Abel's sweet, demure Sonjie.
Abel wasn't sure why, and he'd never asked, but Cain had a hard spot for Dr. Tuumlar…until today.
Abel rotated his wrists behind his back, adjusting the cold steel of the handcuffs. Antiquated securing devices, but still effective. He glanced over at Cain as they stood outside of the testing room.
"What are you so happy about?" Abel finally asked.
After laughing with a couple of the guards once he finished a joke he'd told them, Cain turned his attention to Abel.
"Why shouldn't I be happy?" Cain reared back on his heels. "Rumor has it we're going to start fighting Cerillions and Starkeens in a couple of days. This is it, man. We could be heroes."
"We aren't trained to be heroes. We're supposed to protect the humans. That's our job."
"Hold up, fellas," Cotton said. "Got to juice you two up so you don't get too angry."
With an inoculation gun in his hand, Cotton pulled down the collar on Cain, positioned the barrel of the gun at his neck and, without warning shot him with the drug that was supposed to make them calm.
Abel wanted to tell them that it wasn't working for Cain, but maybe they were hopeful that eventually it would work.
Cotton did the same procedure to Abel, pulling down his collar and shooting him on the side of his neck. The intense nip of the laser needle stung his skin. It felt like Cotton had seared a hole in his flesh.
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