Page 51 of Linked to the Rogue Cyborg

“I almost know you,” he rumbled at last. “I have some memories of you.”

“Good—that’s good,” Corinne said, feeling hopeful. “Tell me what you remember.”

He lifted his hands and cupped her breasts. He tugged gently on her nipples, making her moan and shift in his lap.

“I remember you let me suck these,” he growled softly. “And sweetness came out. Do you still have sweetness for me?”

“Why don’t you see for yourself?” Corinne’s voice was breathless.

“Yes—I want to see.” Leaning forward, he sucked one tight tip into his hot, wet mouth.

Corinne gave a soft moan as he sucked hard, drawing deep to pull the sweet, sticky nectar from her breast. Oh God, she’d forgotten how good it felt to let him do this—how it sent tingles of pleasure straight from her aching nipples to her pussy every time he drank from her.

“Good…that’s good,” she murmured, stroking her fingers through his hair. “Take as much as you want, K-lx. Take what you want from me.”

The big Cyborg did as she asked. He sucked until he’d gotten every last drop of nectar from her right breast and then switched to the left. Every hard pull of his mouth as he drank from her made Corinne’s pussy wetter until she was throbbing between her thighs with need.

It felt incredible—but was it working? After he’d been sucking her nipples for twenty minutes, she pulled gently away and looked into his eyes again.

“K-lx, do you know me?” she asked, hoping against hope.

He frowned again and slowly nodded.

“I think so. I called you something—a title that was important. Didn’t I?”

“You called me ‘Mistress,’” Corinne reminded him. “And sometimes, ‘baby.’”

His brow furrowed.

“I did? I don’t remember that.”

“You did,” Corinne assured him. “Mostly when you were feeling protective or possessive of me.”

“Possessive…” He seemed to be tasting the word. He looked up at her. “Because…you’re mine?”

His words spread more hope in her heart.

“I could be,” Corinne said carefully. “I used to be yours and you were mine. But I need you to remember me before we can be that to each other again.”

“Then let me taste you.” One of his metal hands dipped between her legs to cup her pussy through her panties. Corinne gasped as she felt one warm metal fingertip push the fabric aside to slip into her wet depths.

“Oh, K-lx!” she exclaimed.

“Let me taste you, Mistress,” he rumbled again and the fingertip began to vibrate as he circled the aching bud of her clit. “Let me eat your sweet pussy. I’m sure it would help me to remember you.”

“Well…if you’re sure,” she said breathlessly. But she was already rising to stand over him. She started to slide her panties down, but K-lx beat her to it. His metal fingertips hooked into the thin fabric and jerked.

Corinne gasped as he ripped the panties right off her, baring her pussy for him. She was about to say something but one look at the naked hunger in his eyes stopped her. This was K-lx at his most primal. It seemed that he was trying to remember her through the taste and feel of her body and she didn’t want to stop him.

I want him back! she thought desperately. Oh please, I just want him back!

And then his long, metal fingers curled around her hips and he was dragging her forward.

Corinne gave a little moan as his hot mouth met her aching pussy. She’d expected the big K-Unit to lay her down on the bed as he had before when he tasted her, but apparently he couldn’t wait. Since he was sitting and she was standing, they were at just the right level and he took full advantage of that.

She slipped her fingers into his thick hair, gripping tightly as his tongue invaded her. Oh God, that felt so good! How did he always know just how to lick her—just how to suck her to make her lose control?

Then she felt his tongue sliding inside her and beginning to swell—how did he do that? It felt almost like a cock as he slipped it in and out of her, fucking her as he tasted her and making her moan his name.

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