“My cybernetics are as sensitive as human flesh,” he was talking but had no idea where the words were coming from. His mouth was merely filling in while his brain was occupied studying the shape of her lips and the beauty of her face. “More onboard sensors as well.”
“Good.”
She leaned in, her lips brushing against his chest just below the hollow of his throat. He groaned, his head dropping back as she trailed soft kisses along his collarbone. His hand slid through the silken length of her hair, returning to cup the back of her neck gently as she reached his shoulder.
She didn’t pause, her kisses continuing across the metal, and he moaned as his lips parted. He’d never had a lover who accepted every part of him so readily. Most just ignored his visible cybernetics and avoided touching them. That she did so without prompting…
He growled again, metal hand sliding to spread out over the back of her hips. He pulled her closer and ground the evidence of his arousal against that part of her he ached to be buried hilt deep in. The movement broke the dam of restraint. He gripped her hair to pull her head back again.
His mouth crashed down over hers, her whimper as she met him kiss for kiss the sweetest damn thing he’d ever heard. He couldn’t stop touching her, his hands sliding down her curves and around. His tongue wrapped around hers as he cupped her breasts, a growl of need and approval deep in his throat as he cradled their weight. She was curvy rather than slender and toned, but he didn’t care. He loved women in all their shapes and sizes. They were a beautiful mystery to him. Her more than any other.
Breaking away from such a delicious handful, he went for her belt buckle, quickly dealing with the barrier between him and what he wanted. Hand behind her hips, he tilted them to where he wanted her, sliding his left into her pants. She gasped against his lips, pausing to look up at him as he parted her pussy lips with strong fingers.
She was hot and wet, biting her lip as he located her clit. Her hands bit into his shoulders as he began to stroke her, holding her gaze. Heat blazed in her eyes as he teased her, his blunt fingertip smoothing the slick heat he found over the tiny pearl. She gasped, closing her eyes as her hips rocked in reaction.
He growled, wanting to watch her as he brought her to pleasure, and moved, sliding a finger deep into the tight, wet heat of her body’s embrace.
And was undone…
“Fuck! You’re tight,” he managed, shoving her chin up with a nuzzle so he could kiss along the underside of her jaw and down her neck below her ear. “I’ll take it slow, baby. I promise.”
He would have to. There was no way in creation he would ever hurt her, but… gods, it would be awesome. His cock jerked in anticipation, all his male instincts howling at him to get on with it. To spread her out over the exam bed, strip those pants from her and get himself where they both wanted him to be.
Needed him to be.
She nodded, the softest whimper in the back of her throat as she rode his hand. With a grunt of triumph, he pumped slowly, adding a second finger to stretch her gently as he brought his thumb to bear against her clit. Her nails bit into his shoulders, sending his arousal higher and higher. Once he got inside her, he was going to make her scream all night long, maybe all tomorrow night as well…
“Oh god, Zero…” she moaned, her hand sliding up the back of his neck as the other skated down his arm. “That’s… I’m… fuuuck!”
He felt her climax wash up, the tiny contractions of her body before she clamped down. The rush as her release hit bathed his fingers in more slick heat. Tilting her head, he claimed her lips at the same time, sliding his tongue deep to taste her passion as she shattered apart.
And it was glorious.
Her back arched, her body tight and she clung to him like he was her only anchor in the entirety of existence. Her kiss was white-hot, sensual as she drowned in pleasure, demanding a response from him that he was more than eager to give as he kept touching and stroking her. He stretched her release out as much and as far as he could until she shivered in his arms and collapsed against him, boneless.
Gently, he pulled his fingers free, still holding her against him. His own body screamed for completion, but he wasn’t going to give up the soft trust she placed in him, this moment of togetherness as she lay against him.
“That was…” He tilted her face up to his. “You’re beautiful—”
He didn’t get the chance to say anymore or even kiss her as the shipwide comm sparked into life, Sparky’s voice filling the room.
“Hey, guys. I know you’re probably naked and doing it right now, but… we kinda got a problem.”
“I fucking hate that human,” Zero groaned, resting his forehead against hers.
Eris kept her eyes closed, not wanting to lose the intimacy and closeness of the moment just yet. Her pants were still undone, and Zero’s hand on her stomach was a reminder of what they’d done… where it would have gone if they hadn’t been cock-blocked by an ex-con.
“Guys?” the comm sparked again. “I’m not fucking about. SO13 are on our tail, and I can’t operate this tub alone!”
“Fuck!” Zero’s expression was grim as he pulled away. Quickly she fastened her pants as he scooped her up into his arms. “He’s right. We’ve got three on our tail, and there’s no way we can outrun them.”
“Get me to the bridge,” she ordered, a little redundantly because he was already running that way.
She wrapped
