Having emotions once more, brought new life to his being. He was no longer numb. Emotionless. Life no longer dull and lifeless. Logic did not rule alone any longer in his mind. Now, he felt it all. His longing for the female. His desire for her. And he sensed her concern, her uncertainty, and to his sadness that she wasn’t ready for him to mate her.
The door to his sanctuary pushed open and the Doctor came in. Mac. “O this is fantastic. You look better, eat, drink you need it, shower and change if you can and I’ll be right back.” He could see her excitement. She was happy for him. He watched her go and then enter his mate’s side and realized he did not know her name.
“Well done. It worked.” The Doctor was jubilant and hugged his mate who was grinning.
“I wasn’t sure it was going to. Six days of doing that, sitting and talking about nothing, was a long time.” His mate told her. C sensed his mate was trying to make light of the situation, but he could hear the fear and anxiety in her voice too, the uncertainty of what she'd done and what it would mean. He did not doubt it had taken a lot from her. He could still feel the pain and memories stabbing into his mind wanting to take over once more and knew then, it would take a long time to deal with them. To be able to separate out one from the other. He looked over at his mate. She had called to him, he had a clear memory of it. Her body responding to wanting him. She had used it to make herself come time and time again. Was it real or just to bring him out of his misery? He wondered.
“It worked and that’s all that matters right now,” Mac told her. That wasn’t all that mattered to him.
Elenor nodded. “Err C kinda asked about us. I’m not sure what memories he has of me in here,” she blushed. “I think that was what he was doing anyway. I told him I don’t know.”
Mac nodded and turned back to look at C. “There’s a lot we do not know. But having her here, sexually stimulating you, breathing her air, hearing her voice pulled you out of it. Now we need to work on keeping it away and giving you a chance to deal with it and the bonding.” C gave a slow nod. Then he looked over at her. Elenor smiled at him. “I’ll be around," she told him trying to reassure him. “I’m in a programme to remember, so I’m sure we'll see each other around.”
C looked at Mac and stared at her. Elenor looked back to her too. Mac looked a little unsure and frowned. “What?” Elenor asked.
“In order to keep C stable, you will both be living in the same adjoining apartments for the time being. One that has a joint air component but offers you both the privacy of your own rooms. C will still be able to scent you and know you are next door. It will help to keep him stable until he has worked through a lot of his memories and is in full control once more. Neither of you can enter the other space without the occupant’s permission. But the closeness is needed for now.”
Elenor shrugged it wasn’t a lot to ask. To move rooms. “But I can still get back to the programme, right?”
Mac smiled. “I would expect you to.” Elenor breathed out a breath she’d been holding.
She smiled over at C who’d finished his mega plate of food. “Ok then.”
***
They moved them both into the new accommodations later that day. Mac had her walk around C’s rooms before he was brought up. Told her to touch things. The walls, the table, the chair. Sit on the bed. Walk to the shower, touch the walls, towels. Elenor did it feeling strange like it was an invasion of his privacy but telling herself he hadn’t technically moved in yet. Mac then took her into her rooms next door. They were a mirror image. A large connecting door stood in the middle of the wall that was joint with C’s. She didn’t need telling not to open it.
Elenor made herself at home, showered and changed and unpacked her things. A little while later a slight knock on the door told her she had company. Opening it, she found C on the threshold. Two Cyborgs were with him. Security she guessed. “I would like to see your rooms if I may?” his voice was raw, and the words slow. Elenor nodded and stood aside. C walked in and did similar things to what she’d done in his. She didn’t understand why he felt the need to do it but let him. It cost her nothing.
At last, when satisfied he turned to her and stood there. Elenor wasn’t sure what to say. The atmosphere became a little strained. He spoke his voice raw. “In here,” he said at last and indicated his chest, “I feel you are my mate.” He touched his head. “In here, everything tells me that is true.” He looked deeply into her eyes. “I can scent it, taste it now, understand the emotions that drive me and my body responds to it.” Elenor blushed. He saw that too. “I have memories of us, of you, but do not wish to offend you. It also tells me you are not sure, not ready. Might, never be. That is …. difficult to know but I respect it. Thank you for saving me.”
He turned and walked back out the door. The two-security Cyborgs going with him. Elenor stood there unsure what to do. She hadn’t expected that. Part of her wanted to go after him, call him back, say he was wrong, she was ready! But the other part, knew better. They both needed time.
***
And slowly they found their own rhythm. The weeks started to fly by. He had joined her for self-defense classes, not that he needed them and would point out how it could be improved for her shape, weight and experience and offered to support her doing it. Elenor had liked that idea and welcomed it. She offered to cook for him in exchange as a thank you. They both got up early and met in the corridor, they would warm up and start to run. Then take in stairs and do some pull-ups, cooling down to join the Tai Chi and meditation.
They would then each take turns to pick where to eat breakfast, then go back to change ready for their classes. C had his own programme and would go off. They both knew he had far more to deal with than she did. And gradually, they both found their way. Things became more relaxed and C started to open up. He would share memories with her. Some happy some sad. Others were of his men in those happier times. Elenor found she liked the new C. He was open and honest, found his sense of humor and even though she could see him battle the influx of pain and memories from time to time, he worked at it and would try to hide it from her and carry on.
The weeks turned into months and her weekly vid calls to her mother became more difficult. Elenor started to think of returning home. She knew she had more work to do but in the same way as C was helping her and she had helped him, she wanted to help others. Their world had plenty of room and took in all that wanted to come from other devastated worlds. Talking it over with Mac in one of their last sessions she’d agreed with her and asked if she’d talked of it to C. Elenor acknowledged she hadn’t and knew she should. Mac reminded her that she needed to.
Enthused with new vigor Elenor cooked her favorite recipe using the ingredients available to her on the Space Station. She’d done it a few times and C always seemed to enjoy it. It wasn’t quite the same, they didn’t have some of the natural spices, but it was close. Tasting the spoon, she heard his knock at the door. Elenor put the spoon down and opened it to him. He stood as he always did, like he was holding himself back waiting on her. She smiled and waved him in. He had long since lost his escort and she went back to the stove. Draining the pasta, she served it along with the bread on the table, sauce and cheese. Then poured the juice. She picked up her glass and saluted him. “Good health.”
C picked up his glass and held it out to her, gave a nod then took a sip. Elenor sprinkled some cheese on hers and started eat, knowing he would follow her. And after a few mouthfuls, she felt brave enough to bring it up. She was nervous about telling him. She cleared her throat. “So, I’m doing ok and talked to Mac and she said that if I wanted to go home, it was a good time to go.” She put some more food on her fork and popped it in her mouth and chewed.
“You want to leave?” He’s voice sounded normal now, the nano’s having done their job within 24 hours of the last of the damage. Elenor glanced up at him. He’d stopped eating and was staring at her.
She put her knife and fork down, wiping her mouth. “This isn
’t my life. I came for help and got it. Now it’s time to go back and see if I can help others.” She told him gently.
“Then we both go back.” He told her plainly.
Elenor cracked a smile looking at him a little surprised. “You have a programme here, a programme you need to do. You can’t just leave it. It’s helping you.”
C shrugged and started eating again. “You go, I go.”
Elenor shook her head. “You don’t have to go because I want to.”
C swallowed and slowly put down his cutlery and drank some juice, wiping his own mouth. Rising from his chair he moved towards her and pulled her chair from the table as she clung on. Elenor laughed wondering what he was up to. C knelt before her and moved slowly in towards her, gazing intensely at her. Elenor looked on not sure what was going on. He moved her legs apart to allow him in. Then slowly moved his arms around her waist and pulled her into him and she raised her eyebrows.
He was suddenly up against her and she couldn’t miss how hard he was. Her breathing took a hit. He’d not been this close since …….. He moved one hand to her neck and stroked over the bite mark, gazing into her eyes.
“You still do not get it Elenor. I’m bonded, you feel me female? I’ve been careful and patient, but I want what is mine. I want to be mated. I feel everything now and be that now, tomorrow, the next day, and for eternity, I can wait if I have to, but it is because you are near me that I can hold off.
"But that is becoming harder. I want you, more than anything else in this world.” He closed the gap between them and ran his nose up her neck taking the bite mark flesh between his teeth. “I scent you female. I dream of your body under me, my cock buried deep within you, riding you to those beautiful climax’s you have. I remember seeing them all. I hear and scent them in the night in this room, in your shower, in your bed. I remember your hand braced on the glass in the viewing room the other buried inside you, your breasts riding you with your need to come. I want to pay each one back to you. Have you make those sounds for me and lap at your juices until I’m covered in them and your body explodes around me. Everything you are feeling I can now taste. Everything you feel I can now see in your face and body. If you do not want me, tell me now and I will leave and let you go.” He kissed along her neckline.
Elenor swallowed. Could he just let her go? He was all male and everything she could ever want. Her breathing quickened. She could feel him hard up against her and she wondered what that would feel like inside her. Something so large, so full. Her body heated, and moments later C growled and bit the spot again on her neck. “I’m hoping that’s a yes Elenor, cos I need to fuck you female.” He told her through the hold on her flesh, using her name. He did so rarely and only when it seemed important. Elenor’s nipples hardened.
She shuddered as her body responded, it was too good. All her worries, fears and anxieties, flooded her. All those thoughts of before, came crashing in. C held her and kept kissing her and slowly they all went away. That was then, she reminded herself, this was now. She was a different person. She knew who she was. What she wanted and had dealt with the old. She closed her eyes and felt his warmth and need of her. Then listened to her own. She did want him.
She pulled his face away from her neck and looked into his eyes. “Yes.”
C devoured her. Kissing her deeply, as he started to undo her clothing. The meal forgotten. At last, cried out in his mind. He’d been barely holding on these last few days. Being around her, scenting her, had been more torturous than all the years of pain and suffering he’d endured over and over again. He had told himself he needed to be careful. He needed to go slowly. Needed to be gentle. But the thought of losing her now, triggered every emotion in him. He couldn’t wait. He needed to feel her. Pulling her top open he feasted on her flesh as she cried out at the violence of it and clung to him.
Her skin brought back all the memories of his first taste of her back on the Planet. She tasted of heaven. Of being his. Her breasts were heavy and full, and his hands went in search of them. The nipples asking for his mouth and he obliged willingly. He mouthed and sucked on them using his tongue to lick and tease. Elenor moaned under him and started to move against him. “Yes…” she whispered again.
Using both his hands he lifted her skirts, ripping away her undergarment.
Ripping open his own combat trousers he placed himself at her entrance. C grabbed her face to look at him. “Be sure, no going back. You know what a Cyborg mating is Elenor. You’ve seen it. It's demanding, intense and will push you to accept me. All of me. You will be challenged to submit. To take it how I need to fuck you.” She nodded grasping him hard. C stared into her eyes as he slowly breached her body. Fighting the need to slam home and take her at last.
He was too big, screamed across her mind until it told her babies were bigger, then she relaxed, and it got easier. She had no words for the feeling of him entering her. As he pushed, her body stretched and moved to accommodate him. She could feel every change he was making, the smallest of details. The intensity of his face and hardness of his body left no question what this meant to him. He brushed his lips across hers.
“Mine Elenor. You’re mine now female. I’ve been careful but cannot hold back much longer. I need to fuck you and hard, I will try but I feel the need rising in my nature, it will demand I dominate my mate in every way. We will not be leaving this room for several days, until the mating is satisfied.” He thrust hard into her and she cried out at the intrusion. Fully seated. He soothed her. His groin rubbing up against her in the most delicious way and he kissed her deeply as she held onto him. Lifting her into his arms, he carried her to the bed.
Elenor had a feeling he was right, she wouldn’t be getting out of it anytime soon…and that sounded perfect.
Epilogue ……
It had been the best honeymoon. They’d waited until they were both ready. It had taken time and they had planned the wedding. Wanting everyone important to them to be there.
Then found the perfect spot. Isolated and alone and had brought enough food to feed her Cyborg for a month. Elenor looked out over the lake and saw the male swimming towards her. Strong powerful strokes bringing him ever closer. It was wonderfully warm and they’d slept under the stars. His Cyborg men several miles out keeping watch for intruders beyond their auditory and visual detection. Elenor had wanted their privacy.
Deliciously naked as he rose out of the water. He took her breath away every time she saw him like this. It didn’t matter that they’d been mated for nearly six months. She never got enough of him. Morning and night, he would be planted in her seeing to her needs. To the point where she would have to beg for sleep. If he found her at home in her skirts at lunchtime, he would take her where he found her, up against the sink or table, over the chair or on the cabinet, or plant her on him and tell her to ride her male and she looked forward to it. Ensuring that that was all she ever wore now at home. She loved the feel of him in her and couldn’t get enough.
Some said that was the bonding. That was down to the nano’s doing their job. Keeping them both together. Elenor thought whatever it was, needed a medal. She couldn’t imagine her life now without him in it. In her. He walked up out of the water’s edge and came towards her. Elenor equally as naked on the blanket opened her legs and raised her knees using her hand she beckoned him. C smiled his hardened cock bouncing its way towards her. “Want this female?” He asked stroking it. Elenor licked her lips and nodded.
C crawled up over her and kissed her hungrily, his cock finding her entrance with ease and plowed into her. “Like that?” he asked her kissing over her lips rocking back and forth firmly in her.
“Yes,” she panted, “I’d like some more.” He chuckled and bit over his mark. “Hungry wench.”
He pulled back looking down on her, grasping her legs, he moved in closer placing them over his shoulders as he worked himself more firmly in and out of her. He was closer, deeper. Elenor cupped her breasts and played with her nipples. His
hot gaze watched her every movement. “I have decided on a name.” He told her as he rode her in long deep strides.
Elenor moved with him. “O that’s good, don’t stop.”
C didn't. He liked this position. He was more in control and deeper watching her play. He liked that too and slammed up into her a few more times then dropped her legs to take in her breasts. He loved everything about this female. He sucked her in and played with her with his tongue as he dominated riding her channel. He could feel she was close, her internal muscles riding his cock. Her body responding with its own determination. He chuckled. His female was demanding and perfect.
“What …name?” she panted.
C increased his pace. “Endr.” He told her.
Her climax flew to the crest of her hill and exploded, pulling her over. “Endr,” she screamed as he hammered into her holding her tightly to him, then gave way to his own need to flood her with his seed deep inside.
Elenor caught her breathe, as she held him tightly to her. “Endr,” she repeated breathlessly. “Meaning well lived. That is perfect my love.”
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