She whispered that question.
That she had to ask it irritated the fraggin’ hole out of him.
“Yes. I love you.” He scowled at her. “That’s what I’ve been communicating for the past few moments, chattering like a blasted fool in this cursed cramped space.” He kicked a container. “I feel the human love emotion for you. And I’m not leaving your side. Ever. Add that input when you’re processing your answer to Cadet.”
His little medic would weigh her decision about their future carefully. He processed that now. Because that was who she was, and because she cared about him, about Valor, wanted them to be happy also.
“You’re not leaving me…because you love me.” Her smile brightened her beautiful face.
“I love you and I’m never leaving you.” His systems threatened to malfunction. His desire for her escalated, overriding everything else. “Frag. We’ve chattered enough for one shift.” He pinned her in place with his hips and tugged on his body armor. “I have to breed with you. Now.”
Chapter Seventeen
Her cyborg loved her.
Illona stared at Malice as she grappled with that wondrous revelation.
He ripped the body armor from his fit form, his zeal making her smile. Her warrior’s focus was now on fucking—breeding, as he called it. Having stated his stance regarding their relationship, he considered the matter to be settled.
Her answer was his answer. That statement from him had brought tears to her eyes.
Her always-seeking-to-be-in-control male was relaying the most important decision they currently faced, a choice that would decide their future, to her.
Because he loved her. And he trusted her.
She slid her palms up his chest, over his arms, marveling at his flat pecs, his bulging biceps. All that strength was hers. His muscles rippled under her touch.
His movements became more frenzied. He jostled her, removing the rest of his protective garment, stripping faster than her human gaze could follow.
“I love you too, Malice.” She bracketed his handsome face with her hands, awed that he was hers.
“You feel the human love emotion for me?” He met her gaze, lifted his eyebrows.
She nodded. “I feel the human love emotion for you.” She would have walked away from him, from her own happiness, and asked to be transported to a non-cyborg planet merely to ensure he was accepted by his brethren.
“Fraggin’ hole.” Malice’s eyes flashed with bolts of energy, his reaction thrilling her. “We need to breed.”
His control was strained. She heard that in his voice, saw that in his face. His entire form vibrated with need. His hard cock pressed against her cloth-covered mons.
Yet he carefully nudged her white jacket off her shoulders. That symbol of her medic role fell to the floor with a thud, weighted down by the items in her pockets.
He gripped the lapels of her flight suit. “You don’t have other garments and you’re human. You prefer to be clothed.” He said that as though he was reminding himself of those truths.
She did prefer to be clothed, but her jacket was intact, and she was paired with a primitive, action-oriented cyborg who had spent most of the time they’d shared together naked. Being bare was something she should become used to.
Because they would be together. Forever. He was never leaving her, as he’d barked at her…multiple times.
And she liked it when he released his savage nature. Her pussy dripped. That turned her on.
“Shred it.” She gave him permission to do what he wanted…with her garments, with her. “Tear my flight suit to pieces, cyborg.”
“Yes.” He pulled hard, destroying the garment in mere heartbeats, the sound of ripping fabric loud in the small chamber.
Cool air swept over Illona’s heated skin as her warrior rendered her naked. Her nipples grew taut.
“You’re mine, female.” Her cyborg’s eyes blazed with satisfaction.
“I’m yours.” She had always been his.
A growl originated deep in his chest, rolled up his throat, growing louder and louder as it progressed. He burst into motion, surging forward, covering her lips with his, claiming her mouth.
She parted for him eagerly, letting him inside her, surrendering with glee to his dominance. A wave of nanocybotics washed over her, bubbling and fizzing, caressing her all over, from the top of her head to the tips of her boot-covered toes.
Her cyborg thrust vigorously into her, fucking her with his tongue. She clasped his shoulders and tilted her head back, capitulating to his unspoken demands. Their lips ground together, the pain fusing with her pleasure.
She reveled in his harsh use of her, sucking on his flesh. His ferocity overpowered the thoughts swirling around her