Cyborg Celebration (Interstellar Brides: The Colony #11)

Chapter 14

14

M arz, Personal Quarters

“Please.”

One word and my mate destroyed me, conquered both of us. As I stood under the hot, pounding water of the shower, my ass pressed firmly against the cool wall, a sense of awe washed over me. My mate, Rowan, was riding my cock like a queen seated on her throne. Her shapely legs braced her weight as I held her hips. Admired her round ass. She gasped as I bottomed out inside her, bumped her womb with my hard cock, fucked her from behind. She arched her back to give me better access. Take me deeper. Her soft moans filled the steamy air and mingled with the sound of Vance's rough voice as his cock disappeared inside her mouth. The bliss on his face, I was sure, mirrored my own.

The warm water rushed over us, causing tiny goosebumps to pop up in our mate’s soft skin. The thrill of being between us, fucked and filled, floated through my senses through the mating collars, our mate’s reaction both seductive and arousing. The sensation was electric, almost as if we were being caressed by a million tiny fingers. The smell of sweet, soapy sex filled my nostrils with each deep breath – a heady mix of desire that made me even harder than I already was.

Rowan's breasts swung gently with each thrust. I leaned over and reached beneath her, tugged on the sensitive peaks, her reaction sending delicious tingles down my spine. Her nipples were hard little buds beneath my touch, begging for attention. She let out a soft moan as Vance wrapped her hair in his fist, on the edge. Demanding. Desperate.

My cock throbbed inside her in response, the slick heat of her pussy meeting every stroke just right.

“Come for us, mate.” I activated the vibration setting of her ATD and bit back a growl as the swelling inside her squeezed my cock. She was going to come again, my mate. This time, she would take both Vance and I with her over the edge.

I pulled out. Thrust deep into her fucking perfect body. Vance pulled back, ordered her to breathe. Fucked her mouth as Rowan raked her nails down Vance’s thighs. She lost control, her loud cry like a jolt to my balls. They tightened, on the brink of filling her with my seed.

I wanted my child growing in her womb, my seed coating the walls of her pussy, my scent all over her. I wanted to hear her sing her enchanting, haunting songs with a child in her arms. My fucking child.

I couldn’t stop, the vision of our perfect future making me half mad with the need to fuck some sense into her. Convince her not to risk herself tomorrow. To listen to reason.

I fucked her harder. Faster.

She screamed, the walls of her pussy clamping down on my cock like a fist, her wildness, her total trust, total abandon, burst into my mind through the mating collars and pushed me over the edge into oblivion.

I did not recognize the guttural sound that erupted from my throat as I exploded inside her. Vance could not resist our combined pleasure, his own cock pulsing on her tongue as we both claimed our female in the old way, together.

Leaning over, I kissed the top of her head, her left shoulder, as Vance pulled her off his cock and helped her stand, his lips trailing kisses on her right. We stayed under the hot spray, chests heaving, as we all regained control.

Reluctant to leave the comfort of her wet pussy, I pulled my semi-hard cock free and held her hips as she wobbled between us. I wasn’t sure if her quiet whimper was in relief or protest. I settled her under the warm water and held her as Vance gently rubbed her down with a fresh round of cleanser, then took care of himself. When he was done, I lifted our mate and settled her in his arms. When we were all rinsed clean, our skin mostly dry, I followed them to our bed. The moment I lay down, Rowan crawled to me and rested her head on my shoulder. Reaching behind her with one arm, she wiggled her fingers at Vance, who was no fool. He accepted our beautiful mate’s invitation and curled protectively around her body from behind.

This was my family now. How the fuck this miracle had happened, I had no idea, but I would never allow anything to destroy this peace, this contentment. For the first time in years, rage did not burn through my veins. All due to the small female safely nestled between us.

Tomorrow we would seek out the source of the anomalous readings, dig into the soil and unearth the threat. Destroy it. Right now, my mate needed rest.

I kissed her, softly, gently, my heart melting as a small, tender smile formed on her lips. “I’m still going with you tomorrow.”

Vance growled as he pulled a soft blanket over our mate. She was small and chilled easily, even with our heat surrounding her. “Rowan, you know the plan. We’re going to drill into the surface, find the source of the energy fields. If it’s Hive tech, we could be attacked.” He kissed the top of her head. She turned to face him as his voice gentled. “It’s too dangerous.”

“Are you staying here? Where it’s safe?” Her sleepy murmur both soothed and frightened me. It wasn’t her tone that worried me. It was the unshakable will, unruffled, indomitable, coming from our mate through the collars. How the fuck could a female so small and soft be so gods damn stubborn?

“You know I cannot.” Vance would never lie to our mate.

She turned to meet my gaze. “And you? Are you staying here? Where it’s safe?”

“I am head of security for the entire?—”

Her fingertips came to rest on my lips. “Exactly. You’re mine. You’re both mine. Where you go, I go. Besides, mining and geology is my area. We had this discussion before. If I hadn’t analyzed your previous data, you would have flown to the wrong area. We wouldn’t have found the structures.”

Fuck. She was right and we both knew it. Before her insistence on helping, our teams had planned to fly reconnaissance hundreds of miles in the opposite direction. “Now we know where to look,” I insisted.

“You can’t scowl at a rock or use a blaster to intimidate a mountain. There could be hidden gas pockets. Fluid moving beneath the surface. I need to figure out what’s out there and how it works.”

I looked to Vance for support, but, as usual of late, he’d completely shut down his emotions, blocked both Rowan and I from sensing him. Except when we fucked our female. No male alive could resist such a temptation as our passionate, submissive, caring mate.

I would not lose her. Could not. She was not a warrior, did not belong out in the storm. Not again. We weren’t going on another data gathering mission in the morning. We were going hunting. My protest built in my gut. She must have felt it through our link because she interrupted before I could form a new argument, come up with a new tactic neither Vance nor I had already tried over the last two hours.

She refused to back down. She had both the governor’s and Rachel’s blessing. Short of refusing a direct order, neither one of us could stop her.

Vance stroked her from hip to shoulder with a tenderness I would doubt him capable of did I not witness it myself. “I can hear them.” She’d insisted and he’d admitted the truth to both of us—the Hive were a constant presence in his mind. Our mate had shrugged at the danger and taken off her clothes. Which was how we ended up arguing with her in bed. “The Hive are out there. What if I lose control? Or we are attacked by Hive Soldiers? We could be in combat, female. It’s too dangerous.”

“Danger? I laugh in the face of danger. Ha! Ha! Haaa!”

I frowned. She giggled.

“Sorry. Couldn’t resist. Just quoting a little Simba .” She batted her eyelashes at me in a playful way I’d come to find fucking adorable. “You know? Simba? He’s a baby lion.”

She shifted until her head was tucked sweetly under my neck and her ass and thighs were in full contact with Vance.

“Never mind.” There was a smile in her voice. “I’ll have to show you some Earth movies, so you’ll understand all my awesome jokes. Go to sleep, mates.”

Vance stroked the curve of her hip as he studied her. “Why are you so determined to place yourself in danger? Why will you not allow us to protect you?”

“Because I can help. Because you need me. Because this ugly red rock is my home now, too.” She pressed a kiss to my shoulder and I nearly relented, willing to give her anything if she would remain at my side forever.

A thing she could not do if she was dead. “We will have a team of our best scientists with us. There is no need?—”

“Stop.” With a sigh—resignation, exhaustion and irritation with her mates bombarded me through my mating collar—Rowan sat up in bed and tucked the blanket around herself. “Your team is who? Surnen? He’s a doctor. Rachel? She knows physiology and biochem. Everyone else here is a warrior. A Warlord. A Hunter. A fighter. What else? Spies? Assassins? There’s no one on Base 3 who’s studied geology or anything remotely related. Even the women. Mikki was a surfer and what? I think she studied ecology or something? Lyndsay told me she does marketing and that she used to write a travel blog. Angela was studying to be a nurse. Kristin was FBI. Caroline was on Wall Street, for god’s sake. Gabrielle ran an ice cream shop. Lark is a photographer. Lavendar was a vet tech.” She listed off all the females she’d met over the last few days as I marveled at the amount of information she had acquired. The Intelligence Core would have been lucky to have her.

“How do you know these things?” Vance’s tone held all the wonder I felt.

She snorted. “I asked.” She rolled her head around on her shoulders and I knew both Vance and I felt her rising tension. “There’s no one else. Maybe, if you could transport somebody over from one of the mining bases, you wouldn’t need me out there. Maybe. But that’s not an option. The storms are too powerful. It has to be me.”

I had worked with Tyran and Hunt’s mate, Kristin, for years. She was strong and determined. Courageous. But the female was obvious in her strength, wore it like a badge of honor.

Rowan was different. Quiet. Softer in tone and action. So gentle with all the children. “I underestimated you, mate.”

“You and everyone else who’s ever met me.”

I cupped her cheek and pulled her down to me for a kiss, devotion pouring through me, for the first time, for the female I was coming to know and admire, rather than the promise of what she might be. She was incredible. Brave. Intelligent. Fearless. Beautiful. Passionate.

Mine.

I kissed her again.

She snorted, clearly lost in old, painful memories. “Just ask my old boss. Or that stupid judge. They thought I’d cave when they gave me twenty years in prison.”

I held her close and spoke true. “I am eternally grateful to those males.”

“They’re assholes. Greedy, corrupt, evil assholes.”

I laughed at the fire in her eyes, the sureness in her mind. “I am still grateful. They gave us you.”

She smiled. “You can be charming. When you want to be.” She turned to Vance and gave him a quick kiss before settling down between us once more. “I’m tired. I literally think my body is all out of orgasms. If you two want to argue some more, can we do it in the morning?”

We watched over her until her breathing settled and she fell into a deep sleep. When I knew she would not hear us, I met Vance’s gaze. “One of us will be with her at all times tomorrow. She is not to be out of our sight.”

“Agreed.” Vance ran the tips of his fingertips over her bare shoulder. I didn’t need to feel the obsessive love coming through the mating collars to know exactly what he was feeling. I felt the same. “I know you are concerned about my Hive integrations. I will never surrender control to them again. You have my word. I cannot go back to the way things were…before.”

Before her. Endless days of work and darkness with no hope, no change, no reason to live except duty. Vance’s dark eyes studied her delicate features as if he would never tire of looking at her.

“Nor can I.”