I drew in a breath. “So, about this bonding thing? How do we do it?”
His hold stiffened. “It was wrong of me to ask that of you.”
I twisted in his lap and searched his face. “Was it? Yeah, I mean it kind of put me in an impossible spot. Then I realized if I have the right to ask you to respect my choice, than I must respect yours in return.”
I cupped his jaw, running my thumb along the deep violet hue of his lips. They were warm beneath my fingertip. So far from the cold machines that the Global Allegiance wanted the world to believe they were. “Deep down, I guess I don’t believe I am worth that kind of sacrifice, Viper.”
“You are worth everything, Oz.”
I took his lips in a fierce kiss, molding my mouth to his. I locked my legs around his frame and dragged him with me when I landed on the forest floor. His massive body pinned me to the dirt, his lips never breaking the kiss.
My tongue darted out, capturing his sorrow as I licked the remaining traces of dark fluid from his cheeks.
I pulled back, searching his eyes. “Bond with me. Right here. Right now.” I panted breathlessly, my heartbeat thundering inside my ears. My pulse raced so fast, a mix of excitement and nerves. The girl that no one wanted was now about to tie her lifespan to the man of her dreams.
The cyborg that was willing to follow me into death.
Viper was more than I deserved. But I was going to keep him. Whether in this life or the next, he would be beside me. Together. Forever.
His eyes scanned my face, searching for any trace of fear or doubt. I knew he would find neither. “Are you sure?”
“More than I have ever been in my whole life. Bond with me, V.”
“I would love nothing more, my beautiful Oz.” Lowering his head, he found my ear. “Close your eyes.”
I allowed my eyes to drift shut, putting all my trust into my cyborg. He took my hand, placing it over his heart.
“Can you feel that? It’s yours, Oz. And this,“ he pressed his palm to my chest, finding my own racing heartbeat. “This is mine.”
A shot of energy zinged up my arm, our breaths and heartbeats syncing, almost as if they had been waiting to align.
“Do you feel that?” His voice nothing but a mere whisper of sound.
“I do.” My eyes popped open as a rush of pure need and want burned through me. I needed his fucking clothes off and I needed them off now.
It was like a shot of pure lust and love had been injected into my veins. If I thought I had wanted him before, this took it to a whole new level.
Something hard pushed against my ass as Viper growled, “I have to have you.”
Fuck, were we going to bang in the forest?Why was that hot?
“Is it supposed to feel like this? Like I might die if you don’t get inside me right this fucking minute?”
“Don’t know, but I’m feeling it, too.” His hands gripped the edge of my shirt as my fingers searched for the edge of his. It then became a race to see who could get their clothes off fast enough. All our clothing, plus my shoes and his boots, were flung aside to pile up on the forest floor.
A flood of wetness filled my pussy and dripped down my thighs. It was as if my body needed no urging to get ready for Viper’s cock. Something was overtaking me, pushing me to connect with Viper in the most primal and intimate way.
Our hearts had aligned, and our bodies were seeking to do the same. I gave his frame a slight push, and his ass hit the cushion of leaves covering the ground. He tilted his head, his expression heated and a tad curious, but flames ignited in his purple depths when I lowered myself onto his lap.
My hand reached back and grabbed his hard cock at the base, positioning it right at my entrance. “You good?” No matter what I was feeling, I wanted to check in with my cyborg. I was about to ride Viper into the ground-literally.
“Take me, Oz. I need you.” His fingers clung to my hips as I slowly lowered myself onto his cock. His eyes were fixated on the sight of my pussy being stretched around his massive size, low growls falling from his lips.
My cyborg seemed to want a show. I was happy to oblige. I moved up and down on his shaft, holding my body a bit away from his frame so he could watch.
Over and over, I impaled myself on his length. Moans were dragged from my throat as Viper’s hands slid up to cup my breasts, his thumbs brushing against my hard, beaded nipples.
“Fuck, Oz. You take the very breath from my lungs. So beautiful,” he rasped.