Page 24 of Her Cyborg Commander
He would have laughed, but that would have taken his focus away from what was important. “You better hang on tight, little minx.”
He withdrew from her body and then snapped his hips upward, filling her completely before withdrawing and doing it again and again. He took as much of her weight as he could,keeping her suspended above him as he fucked her hard. The rhythmic joining of their bodies grew faster in tempo, his balls tightening and his cock thickening as he claimed her body with a frenzy he’d never experienced before.
Their breaths mingled as he kissed her, their tongues dancing as her heels dug into the small of his back. It was the best sex of his life, and so much more than sex, too. He didn’t have words for what this was. At least, not any words he was ready to consider.
Together they ascended to new heights of pleasure, their hearts racing and skin slicked with sweat as they climbed.
When the end was near, he changed the angle of his thrusts, letting his cock slide over her clit. “Come for me, minx. I want to feel you come around my cock.”
“Yes. Oh stars, yes!” River cried out as she came a few seconds later.
His release hit only seconds later, his hoarse cries filling the cramped shelter as he emptied himself inside her.
When he was spent, he gathered River into his arms. His head curved over hers as she snuggled against his chest. “You can let go of the ladder now, minx,” he murmured.
She made a soft, satisfied noise and let her arms fall to her sides.
With nowhere else to go, he walked backward to the door and leaned against it as he held on to River. If he had his way, he’d never let go of her again.
She stirred and made a halfhearted attempt to loosen his hold on her. “You can put me down now.”
He tightened his arms and pressed a soft kiss to the top of her hair. “Not yet.”
“Okay,” she snuggled in closer and pressed a kiss to his chest. “So, does this mean you’re not going to take my advice, get back on your ship, and go home?”
He laughed. “There is not a snowball’s chance in a supernova that I’m leaving you behind. I wasn’t going to do that before…this. But now? I’m not leaving you, River. Not ever again.”
The next time she spoke, River’s voice was clear. “Never is a big word. You want to pick something less absolute? Maybe agree to leave now and come back after we’re sure it’s safe for me to come home?”
“No. I meant what I said.” He’d never been so sure of anything in his life, and if she thought she could change his mind, he’d happily correct her misconceptions.
“I’m too happy to argue with you right now. Can we rebook this conversation for some time tomorrow?”
“If you argue with me, you know what’ll happen. Right?”
She nodded against his chest. “I know. And if you really don’t want me to fight you on this? You should probably come up with a better threat.”
“I’ll work on it.” He had no intention of doing any such thing. She was his minx, and that meant they’d argue now and then. What better way to end a fight than with orgasms?
13
River rolledoff of Edge and onto her back. She left one arm stretched across his naked chest as she sprawled across the mattress they now shared. “I’m starting to wonder if you’re arguing with me because you think I’m wrong or because you’re hoping for make-up sex.”
“Maybe it’s both.” He caught hold of her hand and lifted it to his mouth to press several kisses to her open palm before letting his lips brush over the barcode on her wrist. They all had them. Like their scars, it was a constant reminder of her time as a slave.
“We’ve been over this so many times in the past few days. This can’t go on forever. I need to stay here. You’re needed back in Haven. If for no other reason than to return Sevda’s ship.”
Edge rolled over to face her, his head propped up on his free hand and his body on full display. “You keep saying that, but you haven’t given me a reason why you have to stay on this miserable ball of sand and dust.”
Not for the first time, River caught herself admiring the raw, masculine beauty of her lover. He was leaner than some of the cyborgs she knew. Where some of the males were built like walking mountains, Edge was more like a duelist’s blade.
With a mental effort, she dragged her attention away from his body and back to their conversation. “That’s because you’ve already made up your mind.”
He grunted. “This would be so much easier if I tossed you over my shoulder and hauled your stubborn ass back to the ship.”
“Try it.”
“Believe me. I’m tempted. What happened to obeying your commander?”
