Mated to the Cyborgs(57)

Fuck yes, I was hers. Devoted. I’d do anything for her, even let her put herself in danger, it that’s what made her happy. I knew Tyran felt the same.

“That’s right,” he continued. “We don’t want you jumping into danger, but this job, the forensic team, will be safe. We know you need something that is yours. Making sure every new member of the Colony feels included, like they belong, is part of our job. This includes you.”

It was hard to sense her satisfaction in our words, for she was too far gone in her arousal. Her need pushed ours, but we had to get through this.

“We were matched to you, Kristin Webster from Earth. We will not stop you or lock you in this room again. I love you. I love everything about you. You are a fierce warrior where protecting your mates is concerned.” He circled one breast with his hand, slid it to her belly. “I hope you will be as protective a mother.”

As Tyran spoke, I gently laved her pussy. While I wanted her to come, she needed to be clear headed enough to hear Tyran’s words, to understand what he was telling her.

“Do you accept our claim?” I asked, my breath fanning her swollen flesh.

“Now?” She pushed into me lifting her hips toward my eager mouth.

“Yes. Now,” Tyran confirmed. “I’ll force myself to let you work with the Hunter, but I won’t be able to unless you’re mine. Really mine.”

I sensed what he wanted next and lifted my head, moving back on the bed to kneel between her ankles as he issues his next command. “Up on all fours.”

With his hands, he helped Kristin roll over onto her knees, her upper body down on the bed, her arms stretched long and still bound above her head.

I slid back up between her legs, this time on my back so her pussy hovered right over my face. I took hold of her hips, pulled her down so she was riding my face.

As I held her, Tyran’s hand came down, a hard spanking on her upturned ass.

She cried out, the mix of bliss from my mouth on her pussy, of my stiff tongue spearing into her, fucking her shallowly, combined with the hot sting of Tyran’s palm.

His hand peppered across her ass, one side then the next, hitting a new spot each time. She loved it. I felt it in the way her body stiffened after each resounding crack of palm against soft flesh, but when she instantly yielded after. The way her body kept her so wet and ready for our cocks.

“Please!” she wailed.

Tyran spanked her again, this time harder. “Who do you belong to, Kristin from Earth?”

Tyran’s full dominance had returned. He’d recovered from the injuries, refreshed from sleep and was ready to tend to our mate. To make her ours.

Completely.

He spanked her again. I continued to lick and lave.

I heard the container of lube open, heard the wet sound as Tyran spread it on his cock. I knew what he was going to do, felt his urgency as he prepared himself.

I finally slid out from beneath her, wiped her juices from my mouth. Tyran put his thumb against her back hole, coated it in lube, collected more from the container, then added more to her, readying her for his cock.

She pushed her hips back and his thumb slid in easily. She groaned and so did I. I felt her pleasure as strongly as if it were my own. I could deny my own cock no longer, gripping it and squeezing it, trying to delay my orgasm. I wanted to be deep inside her when I came, but I would only do that when we claimed her.

“Who do you belong to?” Tyran repeated. Seeing him fuck her ass with his thumb, the digit thickly coated in lube, sliding in deeper and deeper around parted cheeks that were a bright pink from her spanking.

I felt her fight, felt her need, felt everything blasting at us. But then, as if she’d been holding on to a ledge with the tips of her fingers, she let go. Every line of her body softened, she even whimpered in relief.

“You,” she breathed.

Gods, she was gorgeous.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because you’ll keep me safe, know what I need and give it to me.”

“What else?”

“Let me be me, in bed and out.”

“That’s right, mate. You’ll go about your day knowing your mates are here for you. Waiting. Ready to kill for you, die for you. All because we love you.”

“We only spank you. We only fuck you. We only fill your ass,” Tyran said as he continued to stretch her. He held my gaze and nodded toward my hand. I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to fill her pussy as he stretched her ass. It was time to make her scream with pleasure. “Because you’re ours and we know you enjoy it.”

I moved forward and reached under her to slowly slide two fingers deep into her wet core as she collapsed with a sob.

“I love you, Kristin” he repeated. “You’re mine.”