Jumping Barrel (Cyborg Sizzle Book 7) by Cynthia Sax

Author:Cynthia Sax [Sax, Cynthia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-11-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Barrel had watched his Nola’s beautiful face during their departure from Vulpeculae 5, had seen her almost offspring-like wonder as they’d voyaged through open space.

His female was no jaded traveler.

Barrel understood why she had concealed her lack of experience from him. It was the same reason he never mentioned Ka-Na’s malfunctions. It might be perceived as a weakness, as a characteristic an enemy could use against her.

It damaged his heart that she saw him as a possible threat.

Barrel cupped her cheeks and lifted her gaze to his. Her skin was decadently soft under his palms. Her pulse raced. Was that due to excitement or to trepidation?

“Show me how to please you.” He’d sacrifice his pride to earn her trust.

Her eyes widened. “You want me to teach you how to breed?”

He required no lessons but if that misinterpretation of his words gave his little female confidence, he wouldn’t correct it. “You’re the Expert in human female biology.”

“I am the Expert.” The musk of her arousal intensified, the enticing aroma nearly shorting his circuits. “Remove your body armor.”

Her stern voice whipped over his already hard cock, exciting him. Barrel yanked on his body armor, rougher with his own body than he’d ever be with hers. The pieces clanged against the floor tiles.

His Nola gazed at him with admiration. He flexed his muscles, making them ripple, showing her he could protect her, if that was needed.

“Turn around.” The huskiness in those two words made his balls ache.

He complied, displaying his back, his ass, trusting her not to damage him.

“You’re perfect.” She drifted her fingertips over his shoulders, down his spine.

Barrel shuddered, her touch scorching him to his frame. He forced himself to remain still, every cell in his big form screaming to claim her, make her his.

“Face me.”

He did as his female ordered. She stood in front of him, close enough to grasp, the hair she previously tamed already rebelling, her lush physique clad in a curve-hugging flight suit.

“I’m truly in control.” Her smile warmed his insides.

He dipped his head. “I’m yours to command.”

His Nola placed her hands on his pecs, her possessive grip on his body thrilling him. “Then kiss me.” She tilted her head back.

Barrel skimmed his lips over hers once, twice, three times, a light teasing caress. She tasted sweet yet tart, submissive yet strong, and he was humbled she was his.

He resisted the temptation of her mouth and tugged gently on her bottom lip. She moaned, wiggled closer to him, pressing her fabric-covered mons against his cock.

Frag. She stripped his control.

“Undress me, Barrel.” Her eyes were dark with passion.

Barrel lifted his female, set her on the console, an unworthy pedestal for such a celestial being. The main viewscreen was behind her, stars framing her gorgeous face, her rapidly expanding hair.

He unfastened her flight suit, eased the garment over her shoulders, kissing along her neck, her collarbone, her arms, paying homage to her body, her skin, her curves.

“Yes, kiss me.” She threaded her fingers through his hair, arched her back, holding him to her, claiming him as he was claiming her.

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