Bretdon: A Cyborg's fighting machine first and only Mate (The Cyborgs Reborn Book 3)

by T. J. Quinn

  “I really want to kiss you,” Pyrr whispered, “but I think I need to rinse my mouth first.”

  “Me, too,” I said. “Do you think I could use your shower and maybe borrow a clean shirt while mine gets cleaned.”

  “Sure, we can take turns. I’ll show you how it works, but first…” He pulled me into his arms, so our bodies were pressed tightly together. Instead of kissing me on the mouth, he kissed my cheek and planted kisses on along my jawline to my earlobe which he then started to nibble. I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped me with the sensations he sent crashing through my body.

  “Oh, that’s not fair,” I groaned.

  “You, want me to stop?” He stopped nibbling and tickling my earlobe and neck.

  “No,” I said and sucked in a breath. “I want you to share sex with you.”

  He drew back and looked me in the eyes. “We can do that.” He grinned and kissed my cheek. Then he rolled out of bed so I could get out and led the way to the bathroom, pausing to open a small door in the wall to take out a clean shirt that matched the one I was wearing. He also took out what looked like a little tube, “For the oral washer,” he explained. “I’ll show you.”

  Instead of a toothbrush, they used a small wand that used a fine water jet to clean their teeth and freshen their mouths with a pleasant tasting water based rinse that tasted like mouthwash. The shower was wonderful after days of going without. I didn’t dawdle under the water spray because I knew we were in a closed environment. Anyway, I learned to be in and out of the shower in minutes when I was in the service.

  The shirt that Pyrr lent me was the same size as the dirty one. It fit me like a dress, which meant it was probably a size 3x. So far, I hadn’t seen any of these guys who were less than six feet tall. Most were probably six and a half feet with muscles like bodybuilders. The women were pretty tall as well. I’m just a little taller than average at 5’7” and not exactly slender. Though I had lost some weight in the weeks, we were on the slave ship. They didn’t feed us one morsel more than they believed was needed to keep us alive.

  But the way Pyrr looked at me made me feel beautiful. He believed I was his soulmate, the love of his life. Although I knew it was my choice whether to accept him as my mate, I felt like crying at the thought of rejecting him. I wanted him---more than just a sex partner. I was already caring for him, feeling like I needed to be with him. In my heart, I knew he wasn’t just playing a game to get laid. He only wanted me. Maybe it wasn’t the best time or circumstance to start a new relationship, but one doesn’t always get to choose.

  Now I fully understood why Harper hooked up with the commander. I owed Harper an apology for blurting out in front of everybody that she was fucking Commander Maktu. He was one gorgeous hunk of man. Who could blame her? I was jealous even though she had quickly become my new best friend. I was over that as soon as I met Pyrr.

  The Farseekans were very much like us in that they had lost everything they had known and loved. The four of us from Earth had been stolen from everything and everyone we had known and loved. Somehow the universe had brought us together.

  They chose their mates differently than we did. Our way seems like trial and error. Whatever happened, I knew then and there, I wanted to be with Pyrr.

  I finished in the bathroom in about ten minutes and dressed so Pyrr could have a turn. I imagined we would be sharing soon. Meanwhile, I was pacing back and forth in his cabin’s tiny sitting area, nervous but anticipating what would happen next.

  When Pyrr emerged from the bathroom wear just a towel, the look he gave me was dark and hungry. My body reacted immediately to the desire that burned in those violet eyes. He looked scrumptious. He moved with a cat-like grace and took me into his arms for a long slow kiss. I gave myself into it. His lips were warm and pliable and his tongue demanding as he used it to stake his claim on the inner recesses of my mouth.

  I swirled my tongue around his and pressed my sensitive breasts against the wall of his hard, muscular chest as he squeezed me tight against him. We came up for air long enough to move into the bedroom to continue our foreplay. We then kissed and caressed until we were both breathing fast and shallow and trembling with desire.

  When the kiss ended, we paused in front of the bed. Facing each other, our eyes met and held for several moments. Pyrr let the towel fall to the floor. His hard cock sprang up ready for action, and it was impressively large like his whole magnificent body.

  I tore my gaze from his fine phallus and met his eyes with a faint smile on my lips. He showed me his, so it was time for me to show him mine. I reached down to the hem of the shirt and whipped it off almost as quickly as his towel had hit the floor. He looked me up and down, the same as I had him and he smiled appreciatively. There was a bit more than average to appreciate.

  My breasts were large and firm with taut erect nipples that seemed to get firmer under his gaze. My waist narrowed sufficiently to enhance the extra width of my “child-bearing” hips. I had lost the little pouch on my abdomen so that was as good as I would look naked.

  I thought Pyrr would have liked me however I looked, judging by the smile he gave me after a quick perusal. He stepped forward and slid his arms around me, and I leaned against him. It felt even more delicious to be pressed against him naked. I slid my hands up over the muscles of his arms and shoulders and hooked them behind his neck. Looking up at him I parted my lips, craving his kiss and he gave it.

  Then we were caught up in a haze of passion giving and receiving kisses and caresses. Eventually, we moved into the bed. Once we were horizontal Pyrr turned his attention to my breasts, first kneading them with his large hands then sucking on my nipples in turn while pinching the other with his fingers, while I sighed and moaned as the sensations surged to make my core making it throb for attention. I caressed his head and shoulders wherever I could reach until he began blazing a trail down over my stomach toward my navel tasting and kissing his way over my skin.

  My pussy clenched as he moved lower toward that sensitive bud. I watched as he tongued my navel and sighed at the sensations that kept my core pulsing with need. Slowly he moved lower and lower. I was panting in anticipation as he parted the hair on my mons and inhaled the evidence of my desire. I moaned and clawed at the bed covers as he swiped his tongue over my clit.

  He slipped one then two fingers into my entrance as he licked and gently sucked my clit. I was lost in a haze of sexual pleasure and surging endorphins. I couldn’t say how much time passed from when he started working my clit. It seemed that I hovered for endless moments on the brink of orgasm.

  Pyrr took me to the brink and held back so I couldn’t come and then started again, holding me still while I tried to buck and squirm. It was maddening and excruciating and so hot! Then when I did come I let out a yell that I feared they would hear all the way to the bridge. I writhed and bucked my hips, moaning as he took another swipe over the sensitive bud when it seemed I was finished.

  He seemed to sense when I was completely sated, and he laid his cheek lovingly against my mound and squeezed my hips in kind of a hug. I reached down and stroked his face and hair with my fingers. I adored that he delayed his own pleasure to give me pure ecstasy. It made me want to give him as good as I had got from him.

  Not that I was all that experienced, I had never found such exquisite sexual pleasure with any man before him, and we weren’t even finished. We lay there for a brief time, then Pyrr reached up to a little shelf above his bed and pulled down a little silver packet and tore it open. It was a condom---made from a very sheer filmy substance that fit his cock like a second skin.

  He knelt between my legs looking down at me with his long thick cock hard and ready to do business. Despite the whopping orgasm he’d just given me, I was wet and ready for him to fill me to the hilt. I wanted him inside me like I had never wanted a man before.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  Pyrr

  From the moment, she first stood naked before me, I admired her beautiful body
---large full breasts and curved hips and long shapely legs. Her short-cropped hair drew attention to her beautiful face and large green eyes. I was so hard for her as I knelt between her parted thighs and looked down, drinking in the sight of her, open and ready for me to take her.

  She smiled up at me, licked her soft, full lips, and held her arms up invitingly. I lowered myself on all fours and leaned down to kiss her lovely lips. She didn’t seem to mind that I tasted of her juices.

  “I’m ready,” she whispered.

  “Me, too,” I whispered and lowered my cock to her entrance, sliding easily inside. It was a tight fit, but she was so wet there was little resistance. I started to fuck her slowly and gently, trying to make it last. I couldn’t hold back. Without conscious thought, I was ramming my cock deep into her hard and faster.

  “Oh, God, yes!” she cried out and gripped my buttocks like she was trying to pull me in deeper.

  It was far more than just sharing sex. I kept thinking of Scarlett as mine even though I was not claiming her---yet. Fucking a woman never felt so good. I wanted it to go on and on, but she took me to that summit of exquisite pleasure, and we sailed into bliss as her inner walls contracted around my cock in her orgasmic rhythm. I throbbed inside her, and her walls squeezed me in response.

  I kissed her mouth and slid my tongue between her lips to lay claim to it as well. She caressed my back and pressed me to her, rubbing her breasts against my chest as if to claim me as well. Ah, yes, she would be mine. It would just be a matter of time.

  It felt so good to be on her and in her with her arms around me. I raised myself up on my forearms so I could look into her eyes. She reached up and stroked my cheek with the backs of her fingers, her eyes shone with tenderness.

  “No one ever made me feel as good as you just did, Pyrr, you are awesome,” she said.

  “We are solmatu,” I told her. “We are meant to be mated. Can’t you feel the connection between us?” I stared into her eyes willing her to feel the same force I felt drawing me to her.

  “I’m beginning to,” she murmured. “I feel a connection with you that I’ve never felt with anyone before not even my fiancé.”

  “Your mate who was killed?”

  “Yes, but we weren’t mated yet in the sense you mean. We were committed to becoming mates. We call it marriage.”

  “Courting?” I thought I understood what she meant. “Will you accept my courting you?”

  “Yes,” she whispered and kissed me lightly on the mouth, “only you.”

  I kissed her back with renewed passion, and she hummed her pleasure, arching her back to rub her breasts again my chest. I was getting hard again, so I started thrusting in and out of her slowly. Scarlet made a soft sound of approval in her throat and raised her hips to meet my thrusts, hugging my cock with her inner walls. Gods, she felt good.

  After sharing sex again, we dressed and went to the mess hall for second meal as we had missed first meal. While we were eating, two of Scarlet’s Earth friends stopped to speak with her. They teased her that she hadn’t gone “home” last night.

  “Well, I shouldn’t have mocked Harper about hooking up with the commander,” she said and laughed. “Pyrr and I have discovered that we are solmatu. We are courting now so don’t expect me tonight, either.”

  “I guess this means you’re staying with the company,” Nora remarked. “I guess if you and Harper are staying, I am too. Halor sounds nice and all, but there are no Earth people there---no humans.”

  “And these guys are more like us than some of the others. They seem nice enough, but I don’t think we would fit in that well on Halor,” Zoey added.

  “Maybe, Pyrr has some friends he could introduce to us,” Nora said, looking at me.

  I smiled at her. She and Zoey were certainly attractive though a bit smaller than most Uatu women. Our people favored solmatu mates. “You haven’t met all of our company yet, I will tell them they should come meet you.”

  “We’d like that,” Zoey said. “We’re getting bored just hanging out in the conference room. It’s crowded, and there is no privacy.”

  “That’s only for a couple more weeks until we get to Halor. Most of the females will be staying there at least until they can get passage back to their homeworlds,” I explained. “The commander thinks we have enough empty cabins so you and the others who are staying can each have one.”

  “Unless we find a nice soldier like you to share one with?” Zoey said.

  “Yes, but they will only share if you are solmatu,” I added.

  “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Zoey frowned. “I’m not going to hook up with just anyone. It’s gotta be serious.”

  “Most of our men and women have never mated because we have been at war. Those who have are solmatu. Some of our kind never find their soul mate. They may choose a mate for procreation, but some never do and have vowed not to.”

  “It sounds like there won’t be any procreating any time soon,” said Nora.

  “Not with what we have ahead of us. A warship is no place for children. Only solmatu can have their mates with them here. They must leave the company if they are procreating.”

  “There is not going to be any procreating for this girl anytime soon---solmatu or not,” Zoey asserted.

  “Anyway, the commander said if we stay, we have to learn a skill to help support your mission,” Nora said. “I am a nurse. Once we get proper language implants, I can start learning current medical practices.”

  “I want to be in the company,” Scarlet told them. I was not keen on that plan, but I wouldn’t oppose her on it. All the females would be tested once their language implants integrated. “What about you Zoe?”

  “I don’t know where my skills as a fitness instructor are going to fit in here. I like working with people,” she said. “I guess I will find out after we take the aptitude tests.”

  “Well, we’re going to get some food. We just wanted to be nosey and meet the guy who took you away from us,” Nora teased. “We’ll see you later.”

  The two women went and joined the self-serve line while Scarlet and I continued eating in silence mostly because we were pretty hungry after sharing all that sex and missing first meal. I was hoping we could go back to my cabin after eating and share some more.

  From what the commander told me, their mating practices were a little different than ours. Uatu women simply accepted solmatu and consented to mate almost immediately. Very few women resisted solmatu. The commander had been worried that Harper would resist because she is an alien, but she didn’t.

  Scarlet wasn’t exactly resisting, she said that her people had an unwritten rule that they should not share sex until after the third date. Of course, I never heard of the term used to describe courting, but she explained it as occasions to recreate together---courting. But she couldn’t hold out and wait for the three dates to share sex. The bonding pheromones make that very difficult once we touched skin to skin. I assured her she was not acting “slutty” because she didn’t resist. Solmatu are not expected to resist mating. It is an honorable union like Earth marriage.

  Using the barrier to contain my seed is not particularly a hardship while sharing sex. The film is so thin that I hardly feel it when my cock is inside her. I just want to consummate the mating to seal our commitment. I am growing to love her almost as much as I want her. She has at least committed to staying and consented to our courting, so I feel it’s only a matter of time before we complete the solmatu vow.

  I could wait. There would be weeks to court her and share sex to convince her. But as far as I was concerned, Scarlet was already mine.

  I did spend the rest of the day in my cabin sharing sex and dozing with Scarlet in between. We went to the mess hall late because we wanted to be mostly by ourselves. On our way back to my cabin, we saw Zoe walking toward the rec room with Tahvoe Brintu, a good friend. I suspected she was his solmatu by his expression. Perhaps Scarlet’s other friend would be claimed as well.

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nbsp; It was a good thing that duty the next day entailed armor and weapons maintenance because I had to force myself to concentrate on my tasks. I caught myself daydreaming like a kid who had shared sex for the first time. But, I also worried that Scarlet would yet deny my claim on her. I needn’t have worried because when I met her for the evening meal, she was genuinely happy to see me.

  Afterward, back in my cabin, she was as eager to share sex as I was. I did understand her reluctance to make a commitment after what had happened to her previous lover, but one takes the risk of loss anytime they enter into a relationship. Solmatu mates never estranged themselves. That only happened in consented matings.

  Of course, I could not promise I would not be taken from her in battle, but now I had so much more to live for than I has after the destruction of our homeworld and our people.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  SCARLET

  The next morning, Pyrr was on duty, so I went back to the conference room to visit the others. I specifically wanted to see Harper. I needed to apologize, and I needed to get information. She was already there when I arrived, talking with Nora and Zoe.

  “Hey, Scarlet,” Harper called to me, “and where have you been?” She quirked an eyebrow and smirked at me.

  “All right, Harper, you know damn well I was with Pyrr Avantu---and I’m sorry for picking on you the other day. I get it,” I said and sighed. “Whatever there is about solmatu, it makes these guys irresistible. Man, all I can think about is jumping his boner when he gets off duty.”

  “You mean---- jump his bones?” Harper laughed.

  “That, too.” I shook my head and felt my face heating up. “We shared sex most of the day and evening, and he wants me to commit to mating him for life. That’s like marriage, right?”