UNIT 78: RESCUED (CyBRG Files Book 2) Read online

  The new position opened her wide, parting her pussy lips, now swollen with desire, and making her feel intensely vulnerable. But her feelings of uncertainty didn’t last long. Before she could say another word, Rich had parted her pussy with his hot, wet tongue and licked a long, loving trail all the way up her slit.

  As the flat of his tongue slid over the throbbing button of her clit, she moaned aloud and plunged her fingers into his thick, wet hair. He growled softly and licked her again, paying special attention to her center of pleasure this time. Goddess but his tongue felt good on her! And Rich seemed to be really enjoying himself, too.

  Back at the Breeding Compound, Kyrin had more or less assumed he was going down on her as a kindness—just to ease the awful pain she’d been in because of the breeding drugs. But now she saw that the big cyborg really enjoyed this—and damn was he good at it!

  She gasped as he sucked her swollen clit into his mouth and began to trace it slowly and teasingly with his tongue. He had both big hands planted on her ass, gripping her cheeks to bring her closer as he lapped and sucked, licking away the juices she made and teasing her pussy with his tongue to get more.

  “Oh, Rich!” she heard herself moaning, calling him by name. “Oh, Goddess, yes—I’m so close! So close!”

  He looked up for a moment, his thumb filling in for his tongue, stroking restlessly back and forth across her slippery folds.

  “Do it, sweetheart,” he urged hoarsely. “Come for me—come all over my face.”

  Then he bent to his task again, sucking her clit into his mouth and drawing magical patterns around the sensitive little bud until Kyrin felt like she was going to explode.

  “Rich!” she gasped as her orgasm washed over her in a warm wave, making her feel so weak in the knees that she nearly collapsed.

  Luckily her big strong cyborg was there to hold her up. He supported her gently as he finished riding out her pleasure, lapping and sucking every last drop of her juices before finally looking up.

  “That was fucking amazing, sweetheart,” he growled. “I’ve been wanting to get my tongue in you again ever since the first time.”

  “I want more than your tongue in me,” Kyrin told him frankly. She had no idea where she got the nerve to be so bold. Maybe it was because she felt free with him—like she could be herself. Rich had seen her at her absolute worst and still loved her. Because of that, she had no fear of expressing her wants and needs to him now.

  His eyes went half-lidded with desire.

  “Do you mean that, sweetheart? Do you think…” He cleared his throat and put one big hand delicately over her softly rounded abdomen. “Do you think it’ll be safe for the little one?”

  “Absolutely,” Kyrin assured him. “But we can take it slow this time if you want. I think…” She looked at him shyly. “I think I’d like that.”

  “That’s exactly what I want too, sweetheart,” he growled softly. “Want to take my time with you…want to look in your eyes when I thrust inside you and feel your soft little pussy clenching all around me.”

  His hot, dirty words made Kyrin feel breathless with need, and the sexual hunger swept over her once more, burning like fire.

  “Please,” she whispered urgently. “Please, let’s get out of the shower now, Rich. I want you…I need you, so much.”

  “Need you too, sweetheart.”

  He rose smoothly and twisted off the taps, stopping the flow of warm water. Kyrin immediately started to shiver, but Rich was quick to wrap her in fluffy towels that were so big they wrapped around her twice. He toweled himself off too before stepping out of the shower and lifting her into his arms once more.

  “There you go again,” Kyrin laughed breathlessly as he took her out of the bathroom. “Carrying me around like a damsel in distress—like I can’t walk on my own.”

  “I know you can walk but I like carrying you,” he murmured in her ear. “I never want to put you down. In fact, I don’t think I will.”

  Suiting actions to words, he settled on the edge of the bed and then scooted so his back was to the headboard, all while still holding her as though she weighed no more than a pillow—which Kyrin knew for a fact was not true at all.

  “Oh!” she whispered as he settled her in his lap, her legs straddling his lean hips. Somehow her too-large towel slipped open and then he was licking her breasts and sucking her nipples with the same enthusiasm he’d used just moments before while he’d been tasting her pussy.

  “Rich!” she moaned again as she felt the broad head of his cock slide against her inner thigh. Instinctively, she repositioned herself so that she could feel his thickness nudging into the mouth of her pussy. Then, she began to lower herself, taking him in—feeling her inner walls stretch deliciously to accommodate his thick girth.

  “God, sweetheart,” Rich groaned. “Be careful! Don’t want you hurting yourself on me.”

  “I’m…I’m okay,” Kyrin promised, her words coming out in soft, eager moans. Goddess, she was so hungry to have him inside her! She loved the feel of him stretching her out, loved looking into his eyes as she sank down onto his shaft, taking him deep into her pussy.

  At last she felt him hit bottom inside her, the broad head of his cock kissing the mouth of her womb intimately. Rich let out a low groan and his hands on her hips tightened. Kyrin understood instinctively that he was holding himself back, not wanting to thrust until she was ready—not wanting to hurt her.

  “I’m okay,” she told him again and leaned forward to kiss him, loving the taste of his mouth—salty and hot and perfect with a hint of her own secret flavor. “I love having you inside me,” she confessed in a whisper when they finally pulled apart.

  He groaned again.

  “God, sweetheart—you keep talking like that and I’m not gonna last! Feels so good in your tight little pussy—you squeeze me like a glove.”

  “That’s because we were meant to be together,” Kyrin told him. She didn’t know where her certainty and boldness came from, but she decided to go with the emotion. Just at that moment, she was feeling vulnerable and yet, at the same time, supremely confident. Plus, she liked the idea that her dirty talk—if you could even call it that—was already pushing the big cyborg to the edge.

  “God damn right we were meant to be together,” he groaned, pulling out of her a little way and giving a careful, shallow thrust that made Kyrin gasp with pleasure.

  “Do that again,” she begged, gripping his broad shoulders. “But a little harder this time—a little deeper.”

  “Don’t want to hurt you,” he protested but he did as she asked, lengthening his strokes inside her while still being extremely careful, Kyrin noticed.

  His care for her condition and his concern for the baby made her adore him all over again, and she felt a sweeping mixture of love and desire fill her as she thrust back against him, catching his rhythm and sending his thick shaft even deeper into her pussy.

  “Just think,” she told him, as she rocked her hips in time with his. “The last time you were inside me, you were trying to breed a baby into me. And now you’ve done it. You filled me with your seed and made me pregnant.”

  She took his big hand and pressed it to her lower belly and then slid it lower still so that his fingers were over her swollen clit.

  “Do it again, Rich,” she whispered, looking into his eyes. “Make love to me like you’re breeding me—fill me with your shaft and your seed. And make me come while you do it.”

  “God, sweetheart!” His low groan was tortured and filled with need. He dragged her down for a kiss with one hand while his other hand—the metal one pressed to her pussy—suddenly began to vibrate.

  Kyrin gasped at the sensation of the buzzing metal fingertips stroking over her swollen clit. Goddess, it was like he had a vibrator for a hand! And he seemed to know exactly how to use it.

  As tender and sensitive as she was, it didn’t take long for pleasure to overwhelm her again. She cried out, feeling her inner muscles clench around