Falling for Sky (Cyborg Seduction Book 11) Read online

  “Yes.”

  He started with a little bit about the history of his people. It made her sad as he recounted the horrors they’d endured while under the tyranny of Earth Government. They’d been treated as if they were robots.

  He then told her about how they’d escaped, stealing ships, and how Garden had been discovered. Mick found that story fascinating. Cyborgs were amazingly resilient.

  He was just getting into the details of how their planet was ruled by twelve council members when the door chimed. He lifted her off his lap and shoved a pillow at her.

  “It will be a male, and he will stare at you. Please cover up.”

  She used the pillow to hide her upper body, purposely ignoring whoever was at the door to deliver their food. Sky brought in a loaded tray and took a seat near her, resting it between them before removing the lid.

  “Go on,” she encouraged.

  He talked as they ate. She had to stop him when he came to breeding pacts.

  “Let me get this straight. Any woman can demand your sperm to have a baby?” That didn’t sit well with her at all.

  “I’ve contributed to the genetic pool by having children with women who’ve requested my sperm, as all cyborg males must do. My required quota has been met. I am out of my breeding pact, Mick. I promise all my sperm exclusively to you, from now on.”

  “I never thought I’d say this, nor be happy to hear those words come from a man, but I’m glad your sperm is only mine. I wouldn’t be okay with you having to get other women pregnant.”

  “It won’t happen.”

  “This is a done deal, right? They can’t order you to have sex with cyborgs who want your genes?”

  “It’s a done deal. I swear.”

  She was willing to believe him. “What about the kids that you already have? I don’t have much experience around them. Will they visit us on weekends? How often do you have custody? I’ll assume that’s how it works, since you’re not married to their mothers.”

  “I’m not allowed to see them. It was a genetic donation, Mick. I have no rights or claims to those children.”

  She nodded slowly. “I see.”

  He leaned forward, studying her. “Does that make you think less of me?”

  “No. Why would it?”

  “Some would consider it cold to have children they aren’t raising. I do care about those children, but they aren’t considered mine by cyborg law.”

  “You don’t know much about miners, do you?”

  He shook his head. “No.”

  “Some of us work in dangerous places where radiation accidents happen. Not usually levels high enough to kill, but it can make some of us sterile. Let’s just say in the community I grew up in, donating eggs and sperm wasn’t uncommon between friends and co-workers who wanted to have kids. It was considered a great kindness to go to the doctors and give to those in need. I donated some eggs when I was twenty years old, working on Mars. They gave me some shots for a few months to help me produce more eggs, and then I went in. They put me to sleep, and I woke up a few hours later with the procedure completed. Those eggs went to women who had trouble getting pregnant.”

  Sky reached over the tray and cupped her face. “You have children you didn’t raise, too?”

  “I don’t look at it that way. I knew two women I worked with who’d tried hard to get pregnant, but they weren’t producing viable eggs. They’d worked on Mars for too many years. Every month, I’d see them in tears because they’d failed to get pregnant again. They were depressed from wanting babies so badly. It was cruel that their hope was dashed time and time again. Then another woman we worked with finally got pregnant because her sister came to visit and her donated eggs. It gave me the idea to do the same for my friends. I wasn’t married, or in any shape to raise a baby on my own. It made me feel good to help. My eggs went to them, and to a few others in need. I was thrilled when they got pregnant but never looked at those four babies as mine. I just gifted my friends with the ability to become parents.”

  “You’re amazing and compassionate. Few would understand genetic donations.”

  “Then they’ve never seen the people they care about suffering so deeply that they’d do anything to bring them joy. I’d have donated a kidney, too, if they weren’t readily available with clone technology. It doesn’t mean their body became a part of mine or vice versa.”

  He released her and smiled. “It’s the same with the children I’ve helped create. Other couples raise them. Are you sterile now, Mick? It doesn’t matter to me, but I’m curious.”

  “I wasn’t involved in any accidents on Mars or on Velion One. I should be healthy.”

  He smiled, and she smiled back. The thought of having children with Sky was thrilling.

  “I’m having the documents drawn up and they will be delivered soon. I want us married today.”

  It was happening way too fast…but the serious look in Sky’s eyes motivated her to agree. “Okay.”

  “It’s not romantic to just sign our names into a contract, but I promise we’ll hold a ceremony very soon. I want this to be special for you.”

  “I’m not really into weddings,” she admitted. “It’s just about you and me, right?”

  He nodded. “Yes.”

  “Then that’s all we need.”

  “I’m going to have a ring made for you.” He took her left hand and kissed the back of it. “Something as beautiful as you are.”

  Sky always knew the right thing to say. She grinned. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but you make me happy.”

  “You make me happy too, Mick.”

  Chapter Eight

  Shortly after their talk, the door chime buzzed. Sky hadn’t been kidding about making their relationship a legally binding one, though he’d refused to allow the male who’d brought the document that would marry them inside their room. Mick stared at the data pad that had been delivered to the cabin, reading over every line with care.

  It was a simple contract of what the cyborgs called forming a family unit. The wording in it seemed cold, emotionless, but it was straightforward. It was a good thing Sky had warned her about the multiple husbands thing, since there was mention of it.

  “What’s wrong?”

  She looked up. “I don’t have to marry anyone else, right? The wording on this isn’t as clear as I’d like it to be.”

  He slid closer on the bed next to her, reading the pad with her. “It’s just stating you have the right to take more husbands. Not that you must or need to. I wouldn’t have you sign it otherwise, Mick.” He stared into her eyes. “This contract is just between us but this is the standard one for my planet. Do you trust me?”

  “Yes.” She didn’t have to think about it.

  “This legally binds us on Garden. There will only be you and me in this family contract. I promise.”

  She placed her fingerprints where they were needed and the data pad recorded her agreement.

  Sky did it next, and then he got up, going back to the door. It opened, and he handed the pad to the waiting cyborg. “Send it off immediately to Garden and wait until you get confirmation that they’ve received it. Let me know.”

  “Of course.” The cyborg smiled at Mick.

  Sky backed up and sealed the door. “Another jackass flirting with you. You’re mine, Mick. I’m yours. Now…I believe a kiss is required.”

  She patted the bed next to her. “Come here.”

  Sky confused her when he instead lowered to his knees in front of her. “I, Sky, take you, Mick, to be my wife. I will love you forever, put your happiness first above my own, and give my life to keep you safe. You’re everything to me. I offer you my heart, my loyalty, and the assurance that you will be the only woman I give my seed to. This is my promise and vow to you. I love you.”

  She felt tears prick her eyes and blinked them back. “I promise to do my best to make you happy, to be the best wife I can be, forsake all other cyborgs, and spend the rest of my life being only