Mated to the Cyborgs(28)

“Sex, you mean.”

“Exactly. By submitting, you give back his strength. It’s beautiful to watch.”

“If it’s so beautiful and helpful, why is he not here? Why can’t I feel him? Why did he walk away?” I raised my free hand and touched the collar. “I don’t care about his family. Like I said, they sound like assholes.”

“When he’s working through something in his mind, he works. He hasn’t come back to our quarters. Maybe he regrets what he did with you, how he acted. Maybe he’s just taking time to think. It doesn’t matter, Kristin. He’ll figure things out. I know you’re good for him. For us.”

I wrapped my arms around him and melted into his embrace, the sheet completely forgotten. I looked up at him, my chin resting on his chest. “I’m glad I’m here.”

He kissed me then, slow and sweet. When he pulled back, I grinned. I felt our shared amusement through the collar. “I’m not sweet, mate. Do not forget this very important fact.”

I grinned. “Our little secret.”

“I want you,” he admitted, his hands running slow, seductive strokes up and down my bare back. “There are no rules against a second taking his mate and giving her pleasure, but you need to bathe and eat. And I want Tyran here with us when I take you again.”

I understood. We were still too new, too raw. We needed to be three together. “Yes. Should we go find him?”

“Let’s get you some clothes from the S-Gen and I will take you on a tour. I have no doubt word will get back to Tyran about where you are.” He looked me over, his eyes lingering in places that made me tingle. “You go take a shower and then we’ll go meet the others.”

“The others?”

He leaned forward until our foreheads met. “Yes. Remember I said you are only the second bride to arrive on the Colony? Meeting you will give many of the other warriors hope. They will see you glowing with happiness, because of our mad fucking abilities.”

I rolled my eyes, playfully punched him in the chest, but it was as hard as the wall behind us. I opened my mouth to debate his point, but found I could not. Yes. I was happy, and it had been because of them. For the first time in a long, long while, I was happy, without a care in the world. I wasn’t worried about some thirteen-year-old girl who’d gone missing, dealing with scared parents, the good-old-boys club or evil criminals. It was just me and my mates. And I knew Tyran was mine. Hunt was mine. They weren’t going anywhere and neither was I. We’d figure it out. “Yes. I am happy.”

He pulled back and looked me over once more, the grin on his face full of mischief. “I guess we’d better make sure you’re wearing blue.”

I blinked slowly, trying to connect the dots. “Why?”

Hunt pulled me along and I followed as he led me to the bathing room. “Because blue is Tyran’s family color. He’d lose his mind if he saw you wearing something else in a room full of unmated warriors.”





Chapter Nine



Kristin



“Something else? Like what?”

Hunt chuckled. “Like Governor Rone’s copper. Or Prime Nial’s dark red.”

I smiled back. “Maybe we should shake up his world a little bit.” I was mad, mad at Tyran for taking me so thoroughly and then walking away. Angry that he’d left me without explanation or a kiss good-bye. I wanted to push his buttons. He needed someone to push him and I was more than happy to do the job. I’d never backed down from a challenge before. I wasn’t about to start now. “I’ve always looked spectacular in red.”

My second swatted my naked bottom as I hurried to the shower. “The only thing red on you is going to be the color of your ass when we’re both done with you.”

Heat flared in my body of them taking control again, which made Hunt growl.

“Not today, mate. No pushing Tyran . He’d have my head. Once your collar is blue, you can have all the fun you desire tormenting your poor, helpless mate.” His gaze darkened as the water turned on, hot and steamy and smelling like heaven with a mix of cleansing agents they’d told me the water contained. “But you’d better be prepared to face the consequences.” He gave me another playful swat.

I stepped under the water with a grin on my lips. Consequences? Like a sound spanking? Or a bossy alpha male bending me over and filling me up? Or shoving me against the wall, ripping my clothes off and fucking me until I begged for release? Or perhaps ordering my second to hold me captive in his arms while Tyran filled me from behind? Oh, yes. I could live with consequences like that.