RedeemingZorus (9 page)

“Morning.”

He reached out with his mind to connect to the onboard
computer. “It’s actually afternoon. We slept for ten hours.”

She laughed and flattened her hands on top of his chest,
using the back of them to rest her chin on while she studied his face. “We had
a tough evening. It’s no wonder we were out for so long.”

“Did I hurt you?”

“No. I admit I’m feeling some aching muscles I didn’t
realize I had but I’m just hungry mostly.”

Anger surged. “I ordered the captain to bring food and
clothing for you. He never did.”

“I think I heard the door ding but we were busy.” She
winked. “You’re not a happy person in the mornings, are you?”

“I’m not unhappy.”

“Just grumpy then.” Her focus lowered to his chest. “I bet I
could put a smile on your face.” She wiggled her hips a little, indicating that
she wanted him to release her waist.

Zorus hesitated and then unwound his arms to place them flat
at his sides. He didn’t want to let her go but it just wasn’t logical to force
her to remain sprawled over his body. Instead of climbing off, she slipped down
his body and her knees slid from the sides of his hips to the inside of his
thighs. He spread them to make room until she sat back on her calves. He looked
down with interest to see what she’d do.

“You can’t change my emotions.”

“Wow,” she ignored his comment. “You’re impressive, Zorus.”

He drew his arms up and crossed them behind his head to
improve his view of her. Charlie seemed mesmerized with his erect cock. Her
hand rose to wrap around the base of his shaft. He tensed instantly.

“What are you doing?”

“Exploring you.” She bit her lower lip and then released it
with her teeth to slide her tongue across both. She glanced up with a smile
again. “You’re big all over. I can turn your grumpy attitude into a better
one.”

“That’s just not―”

She moved quickly and his arms shot out to grab at her but
when her mouth closed over the tip of his cock his hands froze inches from
making contact to knock her away. He’d thought for an instant that she might be
attacking. Her mouth was warm and wet as it encased the tip of his throbbing
sex. The sensation of her tongue making circles to trace the edge of the crown
made him groan.

She sucked on him, taking more, and he locked his hips in
place so he wouldn’t rock against her mouth and force his cock too deep. All
thoughts left him while he just enjoyed the vibrations she created when she
started to slowly lift and lower her head and turn her face to different
angles. He didn’t try to block the pleasure or get control of it. Instead he
watched her, grew more aroused, and warned her before he came.

He expected her to release him but instead she moved faster,
quickening the delicious friction of the wet, tight seal that her heated,
wonderful mouth created. Zorus threw his head back, his balls tightening until
it nearly hurt, and then he started to jerk under her while his semen emptied
into her welcoming throat. She swallowed him down, making him cry out more with
each suckle, until he couldn’t stand it anymore. It had become too intense. His
fingers tangled with her hair to tug her off him, trying not to harm her.

Charlie released him and he heard her chuckle before she
climbed up his body. His hold on her hair eased, withdrew, and she collapsed on
top of his chest once more, careful to keep his still-hard cock from becoming
trapped between their bodies when she straddled his lower stomach. He could
feel how wet she’d become as her sex rubbed against his skin.

He slowly opened his eyes to find her face hovering over his
and a grin lighting up her attractive features. She licked her lips before she
spoke. “Let’s try this again. Good morning.”

He rolled them over, careful not to crush her leg at the
side of his hip, and pinned her under him. Her eyes widened with surprise a
second before he drove into her welcoming pussy. She threw her head back, her
fingers clawed at his biceps, and pure possessiveness gripped him when he
buried himself into her as deeply as he could get. He froze there, held still,
enjoying how hot and tight and wet she was for him.

Charlie wrapped her legs around his hips, her heels dug into
his ass, and she met his gaze. “You just came. How can you―”

“I’m not a human male,” he informed her. “I can fuck you for
hours.”

“You’re going to kill me if you do.” She grinned to soften
the severity of her words. “But I’d sure appreciate it if you’d move long
enough to make me feel really good.”

He slowly pulled back, almost completely left the wonderful
soft sheath of her pussy and then drove home, deep, making her cry out in
pleasure. Her legs squeezed him tightly to hold him against her and he braced
his knees into the soft bed, spread her thighs wider when he lifted up a little
until it forced her ass to lift off the mattress. He started to pound into her
steadily and quickly while he adjusted the angle of his cock with the sounds
she made, telling him what caused her the most pleasure.

The muscles of her vaginal walls tightened even more until
he almost fought to get into and out of her, watched her features tense, her
eyes widen, and then her mouth parted when she screamed out his name. He
snarled, satisfied that she knew without a doubt who had made her climax, and
unclenched his teeth. He had been fighting his own release to make sure she
reached hers first. He threw his head back, drove into her even faster, and her
convulsing sex squeezed and milked him into sexual oblivion. Rapture blinded
him, detonated inside his brain and body, and he knew nothing for long seconds
until the haze of it passed.

“Can’t breathe,” Charlie gasped softly, her hands pushing at
his shoulders.

He jerked his weight up enough to stop crushing her. “I’m
sorry.” It horrified him that he’d totally lost all control over his body and
that he’d collapsed completely on top of her in a wilted mass.

She gasped in air and then surprised him again when she
laughed. “I’m okay. I’m actually pretty great.” Her hands cupped his face. “You
don’t need to shave, do you?”

He shook his head, more than a little confused. “I can’t
follow your logic.”

“My logic?”

“We had intercourse, I nearly suffocated you, and out of the
blue, you ask about facial hair?”

She laughed. “It was great sex, I take it as a compliment
that you nearly fell comatose after fucking me, and I just noticed you have no
stubble on your face. What’s not to understand about that?”

Charlie tried not to laugh but she couldn’t help it. He was
so cute with that baffled look on his face. Yesterday she’d been sure he won
the award for biggest asshole she’d ever met but a night with him, sharing his
bed, had shown her a whole new side of Zorus. A sexy, incredibly hot one that
had sent her libido into overdrive and left her body singing his praises, if
not also a bit sore from all the physical activity.

She’d never slept with a man she hadn’t been totally
involved with in a long-term relationship but she didn’t suffer any regrets.
The feel of him still connected to her by their joined bodies gave her an odd
sensation of rightness that should have unsettled her but it didn’t, for some
reason. They were both in over their heads. Obviously neither of them had
foreseen that they’d end up in bed together, and that made her feel even more
connected to him on an emotional level.

“Are you making fun of me?”

“No.” She couldn’t wipe off the smile. “I’m not but I find
this kind of amusing.”

“I don’t.”

She studied his features and saw anger begin to darken his
beautiful eyes. “What we just shared was smoking hot and you just called it
intercourse. That sounds so cold. Don’t you see the irony in that?”

He blinked a few times. “No.”

She saw the truth in his sincere gaze. “You confuse me too,”
she admitted. “You can be computerlike but when we touch, you’re the exact
opposite.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Right now you’re reminding me of one of the computers I
have interaction with. When you’re touching me though…” She decided to be
blunter. “When you’re having sex with me, you are really passionate and alive.
Do you understand?”

“That I understand. We connect better during intercourse
than on a conversational level.”

“Can you stop calling it that?”

“Intercourse?”

“Yeah. It sounds so clinical and what we did together was
anything but.”

“Do you prefer the term fucking?” He actually arched an
eyebrow and his eyes shone with amusement.

“I like that word better.”

“I assumed that word would insult your feminine
sensibilities.”

“Another thing they programmed you with?”

Zorus took a deep breath. “I’m not a computer, nor do I have
chips that function as my brain. I have chips and implants installed into my
organic brain that help me control certain physical functions but I’m
completely sentient.”

“You talk the way computers do sometimes.” She didn’t want
to insult him. “I’m glad I’m not doing an android though.”

“I’m a cyborg.” Anger tensed his muscles.

“I’m not real sure what that means or what the differences
are. I don’t mean to piss you off or insult you. Whatever you are, I obviously
like you a hell of a lot.” She wiggled her hips, noticed his cock had softened
somewhat inside her, and stopped moving to prevent dislodging him. She wanted
to stay the way they were and feared he’d emotionally withdraw from her if he
did physically. “Talk to me.”

“I’m a laboratory-engineered super being with spliced genes
and cloning technology. I have chips implanted in sections of my brain that
enable me to shut off the signals a normal brain sends.” He paused. “I have
some artificial organs and cybernetic technology to replace damaged or
defective parts of my body.”

Charlie tried not to show how his words affected her.
What
the hell had they done to Zorus and the people created like him?
It sounded
awful and horrifying. She caressed his cheek.

“So you are part human and part robotics?”

He hesitated. “We don’t consider ourselves human even though
we were created from human DNA. Our DNA was mutated, enhanced, spliced into
what the scientists wished us to be and then we were grown with cloning
technology in vats. I detest being compared to an android. Our bodies are
mostly made up of organic materials with cybernetic enhancements.” He lowered
his face until their noses touched. “Do you understand the difference?”

“Yes. You’re definitely not a computer or an android.” His
body relaxed again on hers, making her aware of how much he’d tensed up without
her noticing.

“Exactly.”

“Then why do you talk the way they do?”

“Why does your race and others solely depend on technology
to enhance your lives?”

“Computers are smarter than people.”

He suddenly smiled. “My race aspires to be better than
humanity.”

She stared into his eyes and nodded. “I think I get it but
it’s not so bad being more emotional.”

“I wouldn’t know.” He grew serious. “I rarely allow myself
to experience emotion.”

“You should. I like you better when you stop thinking and
just let your body take over.”

Something flashed across his face but then it was gone
before she could guess at what he’d felt.

“Why?”

“You can be one cold asshole when you want to be. I didn’t
like you much at all before last night.”

“Yet you still gave up your chance to escape this shuttle by
attempting to rescue me. Explain to me why you did that. I can’t make sense of
it. It’s just not logical why you’d do that for me.”

Her sense of humor kicked in. “I guess I have a soft spot
for assholes.”

He withdrew from her body, lowered his a few inches, but
kept her pinned under him. “I want the real reason.”

“I’m not sure but I kind of liked you for some odd reason.
Not to mention that you did save me from being raped. You didn’t have to do
that. It gave me hope that you had redeeming qualities and I was justified in
believing that.”

Zorus studied her features. “We have things in common.”

“There’s that too. Of course we have a lot of things that
are polar opposites.”

“Opposites can attract.”

His response surprised her and she smiled. “I’ve heard that
before but never believed it until now.”

He suddenly glanced at the door. “The captain is coming.”

“How do you know?”

Zorus flattened his palms on the bed and pushed up then
climbed off the bed and bent to pull on his pants. “I’ve been connected to the
onboard computer since we woke. We’re less than an hour from docking with a
ship hired by my people to pick me up and take me home.” He turned his head,
his dark gaze fixing on her. “Put on my shirt.”

She accepted the one he’d worn the night before, slid it
over her head and got to her feet as the door dinged. Zorus closed his pants
and moved barefoot to the door. He braced his hands on the frame, using his
body to block it when the door slid open.

“I brought you the clothes for the woman and the food. I
tried to deliver them before but you didn’t answer.” Captain Varel attempted to
step into the room.

Zorus didn’t budge. “Thank you. You may just hand them over.
There’s no reason for you to enter my room.” He released the frame to put out
his hands.

“Fine. Here. We dock with a shuttle in sixty-eight minutes.
Be ready to leave the ship.”

“We will be.”

Charlie didn’t miss the “we”. Her heart had speeded up
inside her chest as she waited for the captain to protest but he hadn’t. He’d
just handed Zorus a bundle of folded clothing and a tray of food. Zorus backed
up and the door slid firmly closed. He turned, his expression grim.

“We’ll eat, use the cleansing unit, and prepare to
transfer.”