Oz
Isnuggled closer to Viper’s frame, the scent of him filling my lungs. It felt good to be home. After returning to the rebellion headquarters, without a transport van full of killer robots, all of us had gotten Nara and the new cyborgs settled before I had crashed.
Believe me, I had tried to convince Reaper to take the robots with us, but he had refused. Shh…don’t tell him I managed to sneak one on to our transport, disabling its tracker before I shut down the rest of them. Currently, I had it stashed in our quarters, and I planned to wait for the right time to reveal it.
Now that we were home, the events of what had happened at the complex kept replaying in my head. I was grateful that the mission had been a success, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something awful was heading our way.
The Global Allegiance would not take kindly to us stealing their property. I had idea what they would do, but I knew whatever it was would not be good.
A kiss was pressed to the back of my neck. I smiled, shifting in his arms to discover Viper’s hard length pressing against the back of my thighs.
“Someone is up.” I rotated my hips and he growled, his hands pulling me tighter against his frame.
“I need you.” His mouth ghosted along the base of my neck, and goosebumps rose in his wake. “So much.”
“Viper,” I hissed as I swung a leg over his, opening myself up wider so his cock could slip between my thighs. His tip bumped against my pussy and we both moaned.
We rocked, our hips in sync, his cock sliding through my folds and rubbing over my clit.
Our last time together in the woods had been frantic and full of what-ifs. Neither of us had known what would happen. Now we were safe, the bond pulsing between us, a reminder that we had beat the odds.
Now we could take our time, both of us in no rush to reach the finish line.
I indulged in my need to touch him. My fingertips trailed over his arms, loving the feeling of his arm muscles flexing as he tightened his hold around my waist.
“Need you, too,” I whimpered, “More than anything.”
I slipped a hand between my legs and took hold of his cock, placing it against my entrance. He gave a shallow thrust, driving a few inches of his length into my channel.
My core throbbed, the breath in my lungs catching in my throat. His hand reached around to play with my clit, his fingers rubbing in steady circles.
He began to thrust in time with his fingers, slowly working his oversized shaft into the tight confines of pussy. Continuing to tease the bud at the top of my thighs, he impaled me inch by agonizing inch.
My head reared back against his chest and I dug my nails into his arm, my toes curling. My back was pressed to his front, his hips moving lazily as he took the time to unravel me.
And that’s exactly what was he was doing. I felt him everywhere, his frame cocooning me, swallowing me up until you couldn’t tell where I started and he began.
I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe.
Viper worshipped my body, making love to me like it was the first and last time.
I got lost in the sensations he created. All the snark and sass had vanished, replaced by moans and pleas for more. “So close.”
He increased the speed of his thrusts, spearing me with no mercy as fingers worked in tandem to push me over the edge.
“Fly for me,” he commanded. My body replied, obeying him, and I tumbled, a flash of purple igniting behind my eyes as I cried out.
“Made for me…you were made for me,” he whispered. Releasing a groan, he spilled deep inside of me, his frame shuddering.
Lifting his hand to my lips, I kissed each one of his fingers before entwining my hand with his, resting them over my heart.
“Feel that?” My voice came out soft and sweet, so different from my usual biting tone. “It’s yours.”
“Good. Because mine will forever belong to you.”
I wiggled in his hold, attempting to untangle myself from his hold, but his arms tightened like bands of steel.
“Stay.”
“You sure?”
“Allow me the honor of holding you. The shower can wait.”
My germophobic cyborg wanted to wait, content to hold me, unbothered by the mess we had created. I bit my lip to stop the tears that threatened to fall.
I snuggled back against his frame. “Love you too, V.”