didn’t allow anything.”
“You’re mine.” Vapor sliced the cloth. “No other male marks you.”
Her fabric wrap fell to her waist, exposing her curves. “What are you doing?” She clutched the edges, trying to cover herself.
“Stay still.” He pulled her hands away from her body. “I have to remove his scent from you.” The cyborg crouched until his face was at breast level. “It’s making my processors malfunction.”
How did he plan to remove the scent? Alarm swelled in her, mixed with sexual excitement. “I’ll enter the cleansing chamber later.”
“Later isn’t soon enough.” He palmed his daggers and cupped her breasts, his grip thrillingly secure, his fingers firm. Mira bit back a moan. “I’ll hunt him down and hurt him if I don’t do this.” He pinched her nipples.
The pain was exquisite. “He’s not a threat to you. He’s a baby.” Her voice was strained.
“He?” Vapor gazed up at her.
Shit. She’d made a mistake. “It.”
“You permitted this baby, as you call him, to put his mouth on you.” He licked her breast. A million points of pleasure exploded over her skin. “That indicates a bond between the two of you. Why did you sell him?”
“Credits.” She wiggled, the bliss lasting. “I’m tingling.”
“That’s my nanocybotics.” Vapor laved her with the flat of his tongue, the sensation shooting straight to her pussy.
A cyborg’s nanocybotics sped his healing and allowed his mechanics to grow in concert with his organic side. She didn’t realize they could be transferred, could feel so damn good.
“You lie.” His lips vibrated against her form. “You don’t need the credits. Tell me the truth. Why did you sell him?” He flicked her right nipple with his tongue.
“Credits,” she called out, clinging to that lie and to her sanity.
“Hush, stubborn female. Your father’s males will hear you.” Vapor nipped at her skin and she jerked. “When they arrive to save you, they’ll see a cyborg sucking on your breast.” He covered her flesh with his lips and did exactly that, the tug and pull making her writhe.
Fuck. She wanted, needed more, but she had to stay silent. Others viewed cyborgs as machines. If they witnessed her desire for Vapor, they’d think she was depraved, perverted, out-of-control.
That description would be accurate. His clasp on her breast was intense, the bliss scorching her brain.
“Vapor.” She threaded her fingers through his hair, holding him to her. “Please. Don’t give me pleasure. I don’t deserve it.” She’d failed her mom, others, caused too much pain, too many deaths.
“You’ll take all of the pleasure I allot to you.” He nuzzled against her curves, his eyes black with desire. “You have no choice. I’m in control.”
“No,” she protested, knowing that was the truth. Her body was his to command.
“Yes.” Vapor nibbled on her and she trembled. “Why did you sell him? You’re too far gone to lie to me, human.” He drew her breast into his mouth and she moaned, her pussy pulsating to the rhythm of his lips.
She was close, so—
He released her and she swallowed her scream of frustration. His eyes glimmered. The damn cyborg knew what he was doing to her. “Tell me the truth and I’ll allow you to muffle your cries.”
She needed that, badly, but she wouldn’t risk K017282’s life. “Credits.”
“Liar.” Vapor trailed his tongue to her neglected breast, coating her with his nanocybotics, the bubbling building. “Your stubbornness will get us both decommissioned.”
That wouldn’t happen because she’d be quiet. Mira pressed her lips together. She could do this.
He sucked and released, sucked and released, staring up at her with those dark fuck-me eyes, working her with his hot mouth and talented fingers, his daggers pressing against her skin.
Whimpers escaped her lips. Her body shook.
Vapor continued to feast upon her passion. He ravished her ruthlessly until she could no longer