Laser (6 page)

She rolled the scroll up and put it back on the shelf before she turned fully into his arms. There was no reason to destroy history for hormones.

She could feel the ridges of his spikes as she ran her hands through his hair. His mouth moved over hers, and she tasted that heady flavour again.

There must have been something reciprocal on his part, because he groaned as his tongue slid in and out of her mouth in a suggestive rhythm.

Lee shuddered against him and pulled him as close as she could manage.

He lifted her and pressed her against the bookshelf, pinning her against the tomes of ages.

She squeaked when he pulled her high until they were face to face and his hips kept her in place.

“I am guessing that this is your agreement.” He didn’t wait but kissed her again, ravaging her with his teeth and tongue.

She hadn’t ever felt like she was being consumed before, but that is what Lukar seemed to be trying. His hands moved over her hips and ass, stroking her thighs and then moving upward again.

Her nerves fired rapidly, and she could feel hot moisture trickling between her thighs. She moved her hands down to his shoulders, stroking the ridges of spikes with her palms and enjoying the hard, tense texture of the musculature under her touch. Taut leather was the closest thing that she could think of.

When he wedged a hand between them and stroked her sex, she flexed her fingers into the thick alien muscle.

The pressure against her clit took on a strong rhythm, and when his other hand moved between them, she smiled and continued kissing him. A thought flicked her lower metal bikini away, and it retracted into the metalwork on her spine.

His fingers slid against her, coating them in her slick honey.

Lee moaned into his mouth and continued to run her hands over him, the thick structure of her silver skin made her impervious to the scratches that stroking his spikes would otherwise cause.

He shuddered when she ran her fingers between the hard spurs.

She gasped and stiffened when his slick caresses hit her clit just enough to send her spiralling into jerks and spasms against him.

Lee curled against him with her forehead against his shoulders and gasped. He had two fingers inside her and her body clasped him as tightly as it could manage.

He withdrew his fingers, the world spun and she was on the floor, her back on a thick carpet. She raised her hands over her head and held onto the bookshelf as he moved his skirt and pressed his cock into her.

The small object sucking at her clit made her eyes widen, and she wished that he had ripped his wrap off because she wanted to see what she was feeling. The cock pressing into her with determined thrusts was definitely a different appendage than the one that was sucking at her.

She stared up into his eyes as he worked inside and slid deep. She gasped and arched her neck. Lee made a note to ask Icky if he had made any changes to her anatomy because Lukar felt like he had gone in a lot farther than he should have.

The sucking took on urgency and he rocked inside her, an inch at a time. The short thrusts were strange, but when he kissed her, she blanked her mind and just felt.

She hadn’t even masturbated with her new limbs, so everything she was feeling was new. Desperate for more sensations, she reached for him. Her hands felt sweat slick his shoulders and chest, but her actual thighs could feel the heat of his body and hips as he rocked into her over and over.

Her blood pounded through her and the beat enhanced the rush of her body toward climax. She gasped into his mouth, moaned against his neck and shivered as her hips rose to meet the short, stroking thrusts.

Lee was getting the urge to bite him as the inner tension became painful. She clenched her teeth and pressed her head back into the carpet, fighting the scream.

“Let it come.” He murmured it against her neck and cheek.

The sucking on her clit became faster and more determined.

The wet stroking and the hot suction finally overloaded her. Lee screamed and clawed at Lukar’s shoulders. She heard him hiss and his cock flexed weirdly inside her. He groaned, and she felt the snap of his teeth next to her ear. Apparently, she wasn’t the only one who wanted to bite.

The flexing inside her continued for a minute before he slumped over her and pressed his forehead to the floor.

You are tired now. Go to bed.

She sighed and stroked her hands through his hair. “
Stinger
is telling me to go to bed.”

Lukar mumbled. “Tell him to shut up.”

“He mentioned that I am tired now. I think it is a good idea.”

“Do you always kick your lovers out of bed?”

“We are not in bed, and I think what skin I do have has gotten rug burn.” She sighed and untangled his locks.

He groaned and slid his arms under her, lifting her while remaining inside her.

To her shock, she felt pressure in her opening. “Am I stuck?”

He wrinkled his nose. “I am. I was not expecting you to trigger a mate cycle, but you did.”

“What is a mate cycle?”

Lukar got to his feet with her still wrapped around him. “It is a reaction that my folk have to finding someone genetically compatible. Throwbacks usually do not find mates. Kilon knew what he was doing but he could have warned me.”

“Icky knew?”

“He had to know. He has my genetic patterns and he checks them against new species.”

With one hand around her waist, he opened the door and then sealed it when they were in the hall.

“Um. Not to be impatient, but how long are we going to be locked like this?” She bit her lip.

He kept her tight to him so she couldn’t see his face. “Two hours or so.”

He opened his quarters and walked in wearing her like an apron. He made a sound like he was thinking.

“What is the problem?”

“I normally don’t sleep on my back.”

She sighed. “Could you sleep on top of me?”

He let her lean back and he scanned her features. “You wouldn’t mind?”

“My chest is armour plated. Breathing won’t be an issue, and whatever position we are in as long as we are not pulling at my groin, it will be fine.”

He chuckled. “The same goes for me.”

Lukar reached between them and tugged at the fabric that was still bunched around his waist. “I have to admit that I am envious of your clothing.” He dropped the fabric next to the bed and arranged them under the sheets.

When she didn’t have to hold tight to keep her delicate flesh from feeling the tugging and pressure, she asked, “Envy because of my control?”

He kissed her temple. “Envy because it gets to touch the soft heaven of your sex constantly.”

She blushed and rested her head on his shoulder. Even having sex hadn’t embarrassed her as much as that soft, seductive compliment.

Lee listened to his heartbeats and let the rhythm ease her into sleep.

Chapter Eight

Lee tried sneaking out, but it was hard to do when she had to fumble in the dark for the door lock. When she found the door release, she let out a soft sigh and a large hand pressed hers against the pad.

“Going somewhere?” His voice was husky with sleep but still amused.

“To take a shower. I can’t sleep sticky.”

He wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her toward the lav, pushing her into the shower. “There you go.”

She took a quick solar shower and used the facilities then showered again when the line of cum began to snake down her inner thigh.

By the time she was clean and her suit was back on duty as underwear, she returned to his bed and crawled in next to him, cuddling against his chest as he spooned her, his knees nesting against hers.

She listened to his hearts beating and dozed off again.

When she woke, she was still in his arms, but he was awake. The moment she opened her eyes, his hands began to move slowly across her breasts and the metalwork that covered them.

“I think I need to get some lunch or dinner.”

He chuckled against her ear. “Or breakfast.”

“What time is it?”

“We are being set to the time of our assignment, so it is just after dawn.”

“Does that happen a lot?”

“When we have to do more than sweep in and out, yes. We will have to take possession of the bride, transport her to the surface and walk her through every stage of her wedding until she and her new husband have consummated their union.”

She closed her eyes and opened them when it seemed that her vision didn’t change what she had heard. “What?”

“We have to witness the consummation to confirm that she has done her duty. It isn’t the only time we will be called to record the truth of a situation. It is best that you get used to the necessities of our position.”

“So, I have to wear that skirt. Anything else?” Lee relaxed into the slow exploration of his hands.

“Wear the battle makeup. We are not going in as members of the bridal party, we are the guards assigned by her family and his to make sure that this is carried out.”

“So, we are handing a woman over to a man and we have to watch them consummate it?” She reached up and pinched the bridge of her nose.

“We are taking a woman from the aggressive territory and giving her to the losing side, making sure she remains there. Her people are stronger, faster and far more agile than their counterparts. She is part of the eight-generation agreement to provide brides to the royal family.”

“What generation are they on now?”

“She is the third bride provided.”

Lee twisted her lips. “Is she going willingly?”

“You will have to ask her when we pick her up.”

She sighed and turned to face him. “I think I will. So, breakfast?”

He moved so fast that she was startled into laughter. He turned and was out of bed in a second, the sheets fluttering down to land on the warm spot he had occupied. It seemed breakfast was on.

Grinning, she followed him, stopping in her room to get her hair under control. Feeling a little more in control of her appearance, she joined him in the galley.

He had breakfast for twelve laid out, or that is how it appeared to Lee.

“Wow. This is quite the spread.”

He grinned, “My father always said that if you help a woman start her day, she will help you finish yours.”

Lee laughed. “Not a bad theory. Let’s see how this turns out.”

Lukar winked. “At the very least, you will need a nap. That benefits me as well.”

When she sat down, he placed a variety of plates around her along with a pot of tea. The gauntlet had been thrown.

Lee worked her way through the crepes and the variety of spreads and crunchy bits on offer. Some were sweet, some savoury, but all were familiar flavours. Halfway through, she paused. “Did Icky help you with this?”

“He might have programmed in your species tolerances and your own preferences. I tasted a few of the spreads. They aren’t that different from my own foods.”

Lee looked over to his breakfast of high protein and her gaze fell on his chest. “Ouch. Did I do that?”

He lifted a hand and ran some fingers over the gouges. “I believe you did. I didn’t realise that your fingers could do that.”

Lee felt herself blush. “I can tear through the hull of this ship if I have to.”

He raised his eyebrows. “I am glad that I didn’t ask about that before I put my body at your disposal.”

“My first day with the new arms was spent carrying delicate objects until I could hold a damp sponge and not squeeze out the water. I would have clawed you with my Terran hands as well. You weren’t coming out of sex with me unscathed.”

He narrowed his gaze. “How resilient is your natural body to scratches and bites?”

“Very.”

“In that case, I look forward to eventually returning the favour, not that I mind.”

She was a little surprised at his reference to her natural body. It would not be making an appearance for quite a while. He seemed to have latched into the long term.

Lee continued eating until her belly called a halt. She was amazed at how much had actually made a home inside her, but she didn’t feel uncomfortable.

When she was done, she stacked the plates, but before she get up, he was up and had swept them away. “Wow. You are quick.”

“Years of training. To our women is given the first half of the day because we take for the rest of it. Most in our caste follow this tenet.”

Lee cocked her head. “What would your family think of you and an alien cyborg?”

“I will ask them when I next have the opportunity. I know that Kilon is already in favour of it or he would not have cashed in every favour he was owed to get you assigned to
Stinger
.”

She inclined her head. “I suppose he is. It does make the sex toys he gave me a little creepier.”

“What is wrong with them?” He leaned against the counter and sipped his caf with his eyes twinkling.

“Oh, I don’t know, they just seemed a little specifically not standardized for my species. Interesting but not designed for one of my kind. I am guessing that I need to check my medical records for some alterations.”

That seemed to concern Lukar. “You don’t think he…”

She nodded. “I am pretty sure he did. It was in my agreement. Any alterations to my body to make my life in the Nyal Imperium useful and give me a future. Dr. Icky was very concerned about my future. I am just hoping he didn’t use himself as a model for the toys.”

Lukar spit the caf out and coughed. “Thank you for nightmares.”

She giggled and sipped at her tea.

He finished tidying up and asked her, “What do you normally do in the morning?”

She looked at him. “Combat training in the morning, etiquette and armament in the afternoon.”

“Etiquette?”

“Icky wanted to make sure that I used all cutleries in the Imperium properly, as well using the practice to focus my fine motor skills. I can eat with my left or right hand as the situation requires.”

“Did he cover your clothing options?”

“Nope. Clothing was a little more advanced. Since my chest plate is silver and looks like solid metal, it acts as a shirt, or so I am told.”