Every now and then, she would feel eyes on her. She’d turn and find Hawk lingering around, with eyes, only for her. Her body would flare to life each time, betraying her own feelings. It grated but a little less each time. Slowly, she started to look for him and when she didn’t find him, disappointment would invade her thoughts.
The first week turned into a month and slowly a pattern of life started to emerge. Hawk would turn up and take her for breakfast. Sometimes in the caves, sometimes in the town and a couple of times, to the outpost so she could see it for herself. It was impressive and what they’d managed in such a short space of time, had been a surprise.
It was basic and functional and within Cyborg running distance of the town. Franny sensed Hawks pride in what his men had achieved. D923 was right there with him, but with significant differences in how he worked and spoke. Franny asked Hawk about why that was, and he’d explained how D923 had found them in this part of space on their way to this world. How without their intervention, it was entirely possible, that D923 and his men would have found them anyway and offered their assistance, once they recognised her and her father.
Franny realised that it seemed the fates, had that in store for them all along. If it hadn’t been Hawk leading both ships, it would have been D923 and his men on his own. Either way, it seemed their world was destined to meet Cyborgs, that they would be a part of their future. That knowledge alone seemed to settle things a bit for her.
After that first week of just going for breakfast, Hawk had started turning up now and then for dinner too. He’d touch and caress her, never going too far, just enough to get her juices flowing, while he talked her into taking him to everywhere he didn’t know. He wanted to try them all, he told her with great enthusiasm. It was infectious, Franny felt she was seeing her world anew and Hawk was growing on her. She was surprised to find he had a vast knowledge of many things. That he enjoyed teaching her. Encouraged her to make her own way, do the things that were important to her and slowly, Franny’s resolve on not getting involved with him started to wane. She found herself struggling daily with her own needs. They would flare whenever he was near, and Franny desperately tried to hide it. Hawk never mentioned it again, but she saw the minute he scented her and the change that came over him and if she were honest, she started to miss that direct approach.
Tonight, he was taking her to somewhere special, he’d told her. He hadn’t mentioned where, when he’d left her that morning and she hadn’t asked. It had fleetingly crossed her mind that it might be a date, but he’d not said so. Franny realised she liked the idea of it being a date, she’d never really had one, but it also scared the hell out of her. Hawk was a lot to take on and she still had her doubts. Her father’s words were suddenly ringing in her ears. Cyborgs don’t lie, and she had a choice. Ok then.
***
Hawk headed to the house that had once, been Cesca’s families home. It had been taken over by a series of soldier’s over the years, the furniture replaced but it was still their family home. Cesca and her father had spent time, in replacing things and making it a home again for her. Her grandfather had built it for his growing family. Hawk knew the lay out. Dman informed him of her whereabouts at all times. He’d helped in removing things they did not want, packing up the personal processions of the soldiers and moving in Cesca’s own. She’d been one of the lucky ones. It had been decided that homes that had families in them would not be taken back by the original descendants, until the current adults had passed on. Disrupting the children on top of what was already going on, did not sit well with the leaders.
Hawk considered it a good move. Each of the homes had been visited by one of the leaders and the adults informed of the status of their home. Many knew they were homes that had belonged to the original colonists and had started packing unsure of where they would go. The information that they could stay if they wished, had been welcome.
Cesca had spent her days working to bring the community together and her nights, setting her home straight, painting it and putting her personal mark on it. Dman had informed him she seemed ….. happy to be there.
Hawk engaged his neuro net and connected to Dman. I am here, is she well?
She is getting ready. She is well.
Thank you for guarding my mate. I will take it from here and call you if you are needed again.
Affirmative.
As he approached the house, he saw Dman leave his post outside and walk towards him. Hawk gave him a nod as he passed and approached her front door. It was a fine house. He turned around and looked at the square in front of it and what was the community building, now the holding site for the prisoners. It would become, a community building once again very soon. The house was in a good position he realised. Close to everything, in the heart of the colony. Cesca’s grandfather knew what he was doing. It had the sun doing down to the North, so the garden would be South facing and catch all the sun there was each day. From the list of things that had been brought in, Hawk knew Cesca had a table and chairs for it. The old white colonial styling fitted the building well. He’d heard Cesca tell someone that she’d never really had a home. His systems hadn’t liked that, and he’d gone looking for what was rightfully hers and made sure she got it. Looking at the house now, Hawk felt she needed this. Needed to feel grounded to her home. Needed somewhere to plant her roots.
He knocked and waited. He heard her coming to the door, long before she opened it. The anticipation of her welcoming him to her home made him rock hard. He’d been struggling with his need for several weeks and his patience and control were both shredded. On seeing her, it snapped. She’d dressed for him, no longer in her combats and T, she’d worn a dress, done her hair and added definition to her eyes and lips. As she went to welcome him in, he stepped forward and grasped her around the neck, pulling her to him and kissed her hard. All the pent-up emotion of the last months consumed him with a driving need for his mate. He kissed her as he lifted her and walked her back into the house, slamming the door shut again. Taking full advantage of her shock, he explored her mouth and held her tightly to him.
Franny had been so shocked by Hawk grasping her and kissing her, that for several minutes, she let him, then got with the program and kissed him back. Her own needs woke up and demanded she join in. The man tasted heavenly on her tongue. His own, twisted and twirled around hers, exploring and demanding, she couldn’t miss the rock-hard cock resting up against her belly and her juices started flowing. She wanted that. The feel of his hardened body surrounding her called to all her own needs and her passions fully ignited. There would be no more holding back. She was having this.
Cesca was moving in his arms, while kissing him back with her own driving passion. Joy soared through him. His mate wanted and needed him. Clothes started moving, Cesca somehow shimmied out of her dress and kicked her shoes off. The second he realised she was stripping, he was with her, taking off his own clothes.
In seconds they were both naked. Hawk lifted her higher and pulled her head back, so he could look into her eyes. Her face was flushed, and her lips swollen and moist. Her tongue came out and licked along them, Hawks need of her became processive and dominant. He needed her to submit to him and had every intension of asking for the bedroom but logic told him it would take too long. He needed in her now. Spotting the table in the kitchen area he walked her towards it, while dominating her mouth. When he pulled back he gazed at her, “need to fuck you Cesca, you on board with that female?” Her legs slipped around his waist.
She was dazed but nodded. It was all he needed. Using one hand, he lifted her above his cock, positioned himself at her entrance and with the other, pulled her down on him. Cesca arched out and up at the invasion, crying out. Hawk held her firm, withdrew his cock and pulled her down on him again. A moan escaped her, the feel of her hardened nipples scraping along his chest, made it the perfect moment.
He leaned over her and laid her gently on the empty table. He moved slowly, to let her body get u
sed to the size of him. He was well endowed for a Cyborg. They all had longer, thicker cocks than humans but his, was one of the biggest he’d seen and in his war years, he’d seen plenty. Privacy hadn’t existed in Cyborg living space.
Franny didn’t know if to scream in pain or pleasure. He was so dam big, she was sure he’d split her. Then she caught her breath and he started to move and the sting changed to unbelievable pleasure. She’d never felt anything like it in her life. Stunned she let him have his way, as he slowly filled her up. Only when he was fully seated did he stop. Franny anchored her legs around his hips and clung on. They couldn’t reach round him totally but she was there. Awareness other than his cock came back to her, Hawk was placing light kisses on her neck and whispering to her between them. He was reassuring her that she could take him, that she was made for him, that only she, could make his life whole, that he’d waited his entire life to find her and he thanked what ever gods were out there, that he had.
Franny had never felt so safe and wanted in her life. Tears pricked at her eyes and a sob caught in her throat. She heard his words over and over again and the tears started to fall. Hawk held her tighter to him as her tears and sobs gained pace. Franny found herself full out crying and didn’t know why. She didn’t understand it and they kept coming. Hawk was hushing and rocking her, telling her how much he loved her, that she would never be alone again. That he was here for her and going nowhere. She wasn’t sure how long it took for her emotions to get under control but slowly, she calmed, and the tears stopped and Hawk gently wiped them away.
Franny had never been so embarrassed, she’d never broken down like that before. Hawk lifted her chin, so she could look at him. “Do not be embarrassed about sharing your feelings with me Cesca. I want them, need them, so I can be with you.” She took a shuddering breath. She believed him. “Feel better?” He asked her smiling down on her. Franny nodded. She did, felt lighter, freer. She took a deeper, calmer breath. Hawk kissed her lips lightly. “Want to stop?”
Cesca smiled up at him. Tears still glistened on her lashes. Whatever emotional wall she’d constructed to save her heart had been torn down. Her tears were the emotional flood breaking the dam. He’d reached her. “No. I’m sorry, I don’t know where that came from.”
Hawk started to rock into her. Her body had adjusted to his size. He brushed a hand down her face and ran his thumb across her lips.
“You have been through a lot. Always on your guard takes its toll. Never really trusting, never really believing you have a future, stops you from living in many ways. Cyborgs can cut their emotions off, but humans don’t have that possibility, Mac, our Doc, says humans tend to compartmentalise things, shut them away, put them in a box and keep going. For many people, it’s the only way they can, keep going.” He leaned down and kissed her, Cesca opened her mouth and welcomed his tongue.
To Franny, what Hawk had told her sounded a lot like personal experience. She kissed him back knowing he was right. She’d done that, put things in boxes in her mind and closed them off. It had, been the only way to keep going. Hawk started to move more forcefully into her. Franny lifted her legs higher giving him better purchase.
Hawk broke off the kiss, his need to dominate came surging back he gripped his fists in an effort to hold on. “I will give you as much time as I can before asking you to choose but now, my senses are demanding I take you. I am likely to lose control, but I will never hurt you.” Cesca gave him a smile and pulled him down for another kiss. It was all the invitation he needed.
Franny held on as Hawk started to pound into her. Lifting off her, his hands roamed her body, touching every inch of it. He touched every mark and injury her body carried, reached for her breasts and he ran his fingers over them, her hard nibs welcoming his touch. Rubbing the nipples between his forefingers and thumbs, he made them painfully tight, Franny needed more, her clit pulsed with need. Her climax rising throughout her body, she gasped in pleasure.
Hawk pounded deep and strong into her body. It pulled and pushed on his cock, the warmth of her muscles rippling along its length. He could taste her desire rising to meet his own as he played with her. Her breasts filled his hands, her nipples perfect for his mouth. Hawk leaned down and licked one then the other, then slowly sucked it into his mouth. He bombarded it with his tongue and held it between his teeth, working her in time with his cock driving home.
His control was slipping, he’d waited so long for this moment, his mate was in his arms, his cock was buried deep within her, his balls lifted and tightened filling with seed. Hawk grasped her thighs and pulled the wider apart, as he lifted them and hammered into her. The ripples of her muscles along his cock grew faster. He could feel how close Cesca was to coming. Keeping her in place, he shoved his hand between them, found her clit and rubbed at it hard. Cesca’s breathing became laboured, her nails dug into him just as he’d dreamed, Hawk increased his pace and as he felt her hold on to her passions, reaching for that last bit before intense pleasure overload, he pinched her clit and she detonated her climax, screaming out for him.
Hawk released her legs and withdrew his cock as she laid spread out before him. Pulling her open, he delved in with his tongue, her leg over his shoulder and lapped at her juices. They were his for the taking and he wanted all of it. As her awareness came back to her, Cesca tried to move him but Hawk held her legs over his shoulders while he worked his tongue back and forth into her. Only when he was satisfied did he stop. Standing, he lifted her limp body up and turned her, putting her feet on the floor. He pulled her ass back towards him and positioned himself at her entrance. “I’m going to fuck you now Cesca, hold on.”
He slammed home, held her legs open to him with one hand and reached forward for her shoulder with the other, then piston fucked her. It was hard and fast. He needed to be deep, all in. He didn’t care that the table was moving, or the noise they were making. He needed to fuck her, show her who her male was, needed to give her his seed, have her scent of him and no other male. On a roar, dominating procession took hold and Hawk lost what was left of his control. Pure raw, animal instinct took over, his own survival instinct took hold and he fucked his mate until his balls cried out for mercy. Cesca exploded on another climax under him, her body shattering under him, it was all he needed to release his seed. Hawk, let go…. her name on his lips.
Franny laid dazed under Hawk. Hot jets were seeping into her. She realised he’d come too. A smile crept over her face. Life had never been this good. Her heart was beating fast, her breath chopping, she felt like she’d run a marathon. One glorious marathon and hated that it was over.
Hawk leaned over his mate taking his weight. The air scented of their come and desire as he’d dreamed, then he tasted her sadness. Hawk slowly withdrew and turned her around. Laying her back on the table, he slid home and looked down into her face. Had he hurt her? “I can taste your sadness. Are you hurt? Do you regret this?” It pained him to ask but he needed her answer.
Cesca shook her head and stroked his chest. “No, just sad it’s over.”
Hawk didn’t understand. “What is over?”
“The sex, we’re done.” She told him. Hawk laughed and pulled her into his embrace. She wanted more of him. He had never felt so happy.
“It is not over Cesca, that, was just a taste of what’s to come. We have all night, I do not intend to sleep.” Her face took on an expression of wonder. Hawk gathered her up. She was more than he’d ever dared possible. “Bedroom. I need more space and you, more comfortable.” His cock was hardening again already in side her. Cesca’s eyes flared when she realised he was swelling in side her.
“O I like that.” She told him breathlessly.
“Good,” he told her lifting her up, “like I once promised, I’m going to use it to fuck you and when I’m done, I’m going to use my tongue, and my hands and then I want to feel your hot little mouth sucking me dry, before I cover you in my seed and rub it into every part of your skin.” Hawk walked up the stairs.
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“All in one night?” Cesca asked him sounding confused.
“Baby, that is just the first hour.”
***
He hadn’t been joking, Franny smiled. It was actually three days before they surfaced and that was because she was out of food and she’d refused to have food delivered. Hawk had sulked and pouted and pulled her back in the shower more than once. Then undressed her as quickly as she’d dressed going down on her again to make her come. He’d pulled her back into the shower one last time and fucked her up against the wall. The cold against her own body, in contrast to Hawks hotness behind her was just right. At last, she’d managed to get her clothes on and dodge his hands until she got to the table from their first encounter. She saw the heated look in Hawks eyes but wasn’t quick enough, he grabbed her, bent her over, lifted up her skirt and was inside her in seconds, his hands finding their way to her breasts as he fucked her over it. Franny held on smiling, she couldn’t describe how good it felt or how many times he’d made her come.
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