wrapped her legs around his hips and humped him as ferociously, pouring all of her frustration, all of her anger into their encounter. “I’m nothing to you. Only a hole to stick your cock into.”
Vapor growled, his face twisting with anger. “In this moment, you’re my entire universe, my beginning and my end.”
Those words promised much and said nothing. They were as meaningless as their fucking. “You hate me.” Their bodies smacked together, their rutting brutal and harsh.
“I hate wanting you.” He was unrelenting power, human muscle over indestructible machine, built for battle and lethal as a lover, demolishing her flimsy defenses.
Mira countered each thrust, squeezing his shaft with her inner walls, raking her fingernails over his shoulders. He fucked her harder, having a cyborg’s stamina. She wouldn’t win this contest of wills. Sweat trickled between her breasts. Her nipples hummed, abused by his chest. Desire spiraled skyward.
She nipped at his skin, savoring the taste of metal and male, and Vapor shuddered, a surge of energy coloring his irises with splashes of gold and green. He might not like her or trust her but he responded to her touch. He wanted her.
That was undeniable and it should have been enough for her. He would be deployed. A lasting relationship between them was impossible.
But it wasn’t enough, not nearly enough. Mira slapped his pecs, punishing him for the feelings he’d invoked in her. His love was as unattainable as her father’s. She’d never earn it and he’d eventually betray her.
Vapor grunted and drove forward, slamming her back into the sleeping support. She threw her body against his, challenging him, seeking to invoke his fury. Maybe then he’d purge the unreasonable expectations from her heart.
“Female.” His warning rolled down her spine, along her legs.
She wasn’t a replaceable female. She had a name. “Fuck you, cyborg.” She bit him.
Vapor howled and then there was no more thinking, no more wishing. He pounded into her, pushing the air from her lungs and the rebellion from her soul. His eyes were wild, his rhythm fast and furious and uneven.
All she could do was hold on. Her arms and legs shook. Her pussy closed around his shaft. She panted, fighting for each breath.
“You will come for me,” he issued another order.
“Never.”
“More lies.” Vapor bared his teeth. “Come.”
She quivered, his threat unspoken, thrilling her. “No.”
“Yes.” He surged into her, bent his head and bit her right breast, reasserting his claim on her.
Mira called his name, her spine bowing, the sharp pain shattering her. Pleasure radiated from her core, pieces of her flying outward. She squeezed him with everything she had, holding onto him, her one constant in a distrustful world.
Vapor roared and drove deeper, touching virgin flesh. Liquid heat bathed her pussy. His essence tingled inside her, setting off another wave of mind-numbing bliss.
She screamed and screamed until her voice grew hoarse, her throat aching. He pushed forward, filling as much of her with as much of him as possible. His cock pulsed, setting a tempo her entire body followed.
Then he collapsed, his form heavy, warm, comforting. She held him. His heart pounded against her breast. His breath caressed her skin.
Silence stretched. His nanocybotics spread to her fingers and toes, changing her, she suspected, forever. She’d never be the same.
“You came,” he mumbled. “And you responded to me.”
“So did you,” Mira countered. “You came and you responded to me.”
“My reaction to your touch was never disputed.” Vapor rolled onto his back, taking her with him. “Doubt everything else, my wary female.” He settled her on top of him. “But never question my desire for you.”
“Desire doesn’t last.” Neither did love.
“A cyborg’s desire does.”
* * *
They lay on the sleeping support, Vapor’s body folded around hers, and they talked. Mira shared some
Vapor growled, his face twisting with anger. “In this moment, you’re my entire universe, my beginning and my end.”
Those words promised much and said nothing. They were as meaningless as their fucking. “You hate me.” Their bodies smacked together, their rutting brutal and harsh.
“I hate wanting you.” He was unrelenting power, human muscle over indestructible machine, built for battle and lethal as a lover, demolishing her flimsy defenses.
Mira countered each thrust, squeezing his shaft with her inner walls, raking her fingernails over his shoulders. He fucked her harder, having a cyborg’s stamina. She wouldn’t win this contest of wills. Sweat trickled between her breasts. Her nipples hummed, abused by his chest. Desire spiraled skyward.
She nipped at his skin, savoring the taste of metal and male, and Vapor shuddered, a surge of energy coloring his irises with splashes of gold and green. He might not like her or trust her but he responded to her touch. He wanted her.
That was undeniable and it should have been enough for her. He would be deployed. A lasting relationship between them was impossible.
But it wasn’t enough, not nearly enough. Mira slapped his pecs, punishing him for the feelings he’d invoked in her. His love was as unattainable as her father’s. She’d never earn it and he’d eventually betray her.
Vapor grunted and drove forward, slamming her back into the sleeping support. She threw her body against his, challenging him, seeking to invoke his fury. Maybe then he’d purge the unreasonable expectations from her heart.
“Female.” His warning rolled down her spine, along her legs.
She wasn’t a replaceable female. She had a name. “Fuck you, cyborg.” She bit him.
Vapor howled and then there was no more thinking, no more wishing. He pounded into her, pushing the air from her lungs and the rebellion from her soul. His eyes were wild, his rhythm fast and furious and uneven.
All she could do was hold on. Her arms and legs shook. Her pussy closed around his shaft. She panted, fighting for each breath.
“You will come for me,” he issued another order.
“Never.”
“More lies.” Vapor bared his teeth. “Come.”
She quivered, his threat unspoken, thrilling her. “No.”
“Yes.” He surged into her, bent his head and bit her right breast, reasserting his claim on her.
Mira called his name, her spine bowing, the sharp pain shattering her. Pleasure radiated from her core, pieces of her flying outward. She squeezed him with everything she had, holding onto him, her one constant in a distrustful world.
Vapor roared and drove deeper, touching virgin flesh. Liquid heat bathed her pussy. His essence tingled inside her, setting off another wave of mind-numbing bliss.
She screamed and screamed until her voice grew hoarse, her throat aching. He pushed forward, filling as much of her with as much of him as possible. His cock pulsed, setting a tempo her entire body followed.
Then he collapsed, his form heavy, warm, comforting. She held him. His heart pounded against her breast. His breath caressed her skin.
Silence stretched. His nanocybotics spread to her fingers and toes, changing her, she suspected, forever. She’d never be the same.
“You came,” he mumbled. “And you responded to me.”
“So did you,” Mira countered. “You came and you responded to me.”
“My reaction to your touch was never disputed.” Vapor rolled onto his back, taking her with him. “Doubt everything else, my wary female.” He settled her on top of him. “But never question my desire for you.”
“Desire doesn’t last.” Neither did love.
“A cyborg’s desire does.”
* * *
They lay on the sleeping support, Vapor’s body folded around hers, and they talked. Mira shared some
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