Crash and Burn (Cyborg Sizzle Book 3) by Cynthia Sax

Author:Cynthia Sax [Sax, Cynthia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Military, Science Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Genetic Engineering
Amazon: B019EBKIF2
Published: 2016-02-22T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

She trusted him. Safyre rested her cheek on Crash’s chest, listening to the triple beat of his cyborg heart. He had a plan to rescue Nymphia, a plan that would give all of them a future. She didn’t have to walk away from the connection they’d formed.

He petted her back, moving his big hands from the top of her head to her ass, the motion soothing. Her body hummed with the attention, the contact.

His nanocybotics bubbled over her skin and inside her form, part of her, never fading. They had changed her as he had. She should be sore, exhausted, sexually sated and she wasn’t. She wanted him again, always.

Shit. She had it bad.

“I hope Nymphia likes Gap.” The young cyborg was obsessed with her friend. “He’ll be crushed if she doesn’t.” Gap had been through so much. He deserved happiness.

As Crash did. She splayed her fingers over his abs. His muscles undulated under her palms. There wasn’t a pinch of excess fat anywhere on his body.

“He’ll survive.” Her cyborg sounded as concerned as she was. “Gap is resilient, always hopeful.”

While he was always cautious, she realized. They offset each other.

“You worry about him.” Crash pulled back and gazed at her, his black eyes flat, his jaw loosely set.

“Yeah, I do,” she admitted. It would be challenging not to care for them. They’d been tortured, had lost many of their brethren, fought hard for their freedom, yet had never lost their humanity, their souls.

Crash leaned forward and pressed his lips to her forehead. “I’m glad. That means—”

He stiffened, his muscles drawing tight under her hands.

Oh fuck. He sensed something. “What is it? Is there a ship approaching? Is someone hurt?”

“We have to dress.” Crash jumped to his feet. “Now.” He pulled her out of the chair, supporting her when her knees threatened to buckle.

Her legs were stiff. But not damp. She’d been filled with cum yet not a trickle escaped her pussy. She’d absorbed all of him.

“Tell me what you know.” She wanted to be prepared.

“The cyborgs are waiting in the hallway.” Crash held out her flight suit, helping her into the garment, tending to her first, ensuring she was covered. “The situation has changed.”

Judging by his face, it hadn’t changed for the better. She fastened her boots while he donned his body armor.

As soon as the last piece clicked into place, the doors slid open. Equally grim cyborgs entered, all clad in their war gear, weapons strapped to their body armor. They were prepared for battle, led by a disturbingly subdued Gap and the always serious Death.

Safyre’s alarm increased. Were they under attack?

“Debrief,” Crash barked.

“We intercepted a communiqué,” Death’s tone was flat. “The Humanoid Alliance is losing the war. They planned to assign us the mission to defend the manufacturing facility, to ensure the cyborgs stored there don’t fall into enemy hands. If our ship doesn’t reach the surface, the Humanoid Alliance will use alternate measures.”

“And what are these alternate measures?” Safyre asked. The bad feeling settled deep in the pit of her stomach as though it knew it would be staying with her for a while.

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