Saving the Cyborg by Jude Gray

Author:Jude Gray [Gray, Jude]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2020-02-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

I’ve never felt this way before—so hot I think I might sizzle each time he runs his tongue over my skin. He is so intense, so tender…it’s impossible to describe, really, the way he makes me feel. I don’t believe I have ever mattered so much to another person.

It’s surreal, honestly. He’s enormous, has mechanical parts to his body, one fake eye, and an erection that should make me scream in terror and run far, far away. I don’t know what’s in his brain. I don’t know how much of him is flesh and how much is artificial.

But I know his heart is real, and I know he is the most gorgeous male I have ever in my life seen or imagined. It’s not just the way he looks, though that’s an extremely huge part of it. It’s him. The way he is. What he’s lived through, how he thinks, how he looks at me, the way he speaks.

“Whoever made you did a real good job,” I whisper once, and he pulls back to grin at me, his eyes twinkling, little lines gathering at their outer corners, and I swear I want to swoon. Now that I let myself really see him, now that I know him, now that I’m about to be more intimate with him that I’ve let myself be with anyone…yeah. He’s extraordinary. I’ve had sex—but I’ve never felt the way about past partners—all two of them—as I do about this alien male. This cyborg.

I lie there and let him play as he will. I’m his. Completely, utterly his, and I know that after he’s looked, touched, and tasted his fill, he will allow me to do the same to him. Only I will never get my fill. It’s agonizing, what I’m doing to myself. I was so determined not to touch him, because I didn’t believe I could touch him without loving him, and I didn’t believe I could leave him after I loved him.

But I have no other choice. Not now.

It doesn’t matter how I look. I don’t worry about messy, lank hair or no makeup or whether or not my lips are dry, chapped, and cut. I don’t worry that he might look at my body and find me lacking. I am not plump, bouncy, or curvy like the Gorathi are. It doesn’t matter. To him, I am the most beautiful, fascinating female in all the worlds. I see it when he looks at me. And there isn’t anything better than that.

He lifts long strands of my hair to his lips, then puts his mouth to my ear so he can run his tongue around it. He pulls my lobe into his mouth, then then kisses his way down the side of my throat. And finally, he kisses my lips.

Oh, god, does he kiss me. For what seems like hours. His kisses are different from human kisses. He devours my lips, my tongue, my mouth. He explores, dipping his finger inside my mouth even as he kisses me, licking, sucking, nibbling.

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