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Aries Revealed (Zodiac Cyborgs #2)(5)
Author: Mina Carter

A search for Milly on the public access database got him a date of birth and the fact that she was currently single. He pursed his lips, but smiled as she cast him a look over her shoulder. Currently single. That meant she hadn’t been before. Perhaps married? Separated? Either, or, she was single now and that was all he cared about. Much as he wanted to get her into bed, Johnny didn’t do married women. He had some principles. Admittedly not many, but some. Not fooling around with married women was one of them, that and underage girls. He didn’t do jail-bait, often had security remove them from his shows, tickets or not.

Rooting around in the record yielded no other tidbits of information. Frustration welled up. There was nothing else listed on the public access database, and without access to a secured uplink, he wasn’t about to go digging. Not when he had far more interesting things in his immediate future anyway.

“Come on then, big boy. Let’s get you home so I can have my wicked way with you.” She flicked him another glance over her shoulder, her eyes full of heat. He bit back a groan. The smoky, sultry sound of her voice did things to his body that should be illegal, his c*ck rubbing against the fabric of his combats, desperate to be free. Since when had a woman been able to arouse him with just her voice?

Falling into step behind her like a good little bot, Johnny contented himself with watching the seductive sway of her ass and picturing it nak*d as he drove into her from behind. God, she had a fantastic ass. One he was going to spend many happy hours behind, pleasuring her and teaching her to take every inch of his long, thick c*ck in every position he could think of.

She moved quickly, walking with a purpose and drive that seemed innate. Men turned to watch her as they passed but she ignored them all. It was as though she didn’t realize they were watching her, nor recognize the lust in their eyes. Johnny scowled at them, his whole stance protective and possessive to shut down any ideas they might be harboring of approaching her, then scurried after his little human like a pup on a leash.

Him, Johnny Ram, scurrying. It was laughable. Didn’t she realize how attractive she was? No, attractive wasn’t the word. She was way past attractive and into full on f**king gorgeous. A fact his c*ck was intent on reminding him, fully erect and fit to burst, his balls tight with the need to drive into her. Pound into her tight little p**sy until he came deep within her silken depths. God, he hoped her ship wasn’t on the outer rings. There was no way he’d make it that far. He was so hard he could hammer a hole through plate steel.

“Yeah, that’s cool. Thanks, Sienna.” She spoke into the thin device wrapped around her wrist like a bracelet as they took a lift to the upper docking ring, a delightful little frown creasing her brow. He wanted to kiss it, distract her from whatever was causing her to frown.

He flicked a glance out through the glass sides of the lift shaft. They were all bigger freighters up here, forced to dock on the upper levels to accommodate the deep hulls rising around them like trees in a forest. Silver, green, red, purple. He couldn’t see them all but, leviathan like, they made him feel tiny.

“The refuel is done and they’re loading now. Should be done in a couple of hours but we couldn’t get a window until Tuesday, and the clients aware of the time delay. So, don’t panic. Enjoy the weekend.” She slid a sideways glance at Johnny. Awareness and heat sizzled through his body all the way down to his boots, then bounced back up to tighten his balls. “I certainly intend to. Locke out.”

The lift reached the top of the shaft and clunked as it moved onto the orbital track. Within seconds they were swept sideways, red, then silver hulls zipping past them until they came to rest alongside a docking hatch with purple hull-plates. Purple. It suited her. Every time she’d come to see his act, she’d been wearing something purple. A top, a wrist strap, tiny studs in her ears.

“Home, sweet, home.”

Her smile hit him deep in the gut as the hatch cycled to let them into the interior of the ship. A smile that had nothing to do with anything other than happiness. Joy in being alive, joy in the moment. Joy at being with him? He hoped so. The hatch released, the hiss of the atmosphere’s equalizing loud to his enhanced hearing. Extending an arm, he motioned that she should precede him.

“Ladies first.”

“Such a gentleman.” She walked past him and into the brightly lit airlock, Johnny hot on her heels. “I don’t know what Cyn was on about with your attitude. I think you—”

He didn’t give her chance to finish the sentence as he closed in. Hand hard on her shoulder, he spun her around to face him, backed her up against the cool metal of the airlock and dropped his mouth down on hers in a hard, claiming kiss.

“HhhHHmmmm.”

The muffled sound of surprise degenerated into one of need and pleasure, became a purr as he ruthlessly took her lips, prizing them apart so he could thrust his tongue inside and claim the silken sweetness within. A rough groan hit him, ripped from his chest as he tangled his tongue with hers. Sliding and stroking as he pinned her smaller body between his and the bulkhead.

Large hands found her hair, the silky strands between his fingers as he plucked first one, then the second of the chopsticks from her hair. They pinged on the floor as he spread her hair out over her shoulders, letting the strands flow through his fingers in a silken cascade.

God, she tasted fantastic. Like sweet, tart lemon pie and ice-cold water. The finest strawberries and champagne. Like…his implant stopped processing similarities and he concentrated on kissing her. He teased her, tempted her with his tongue as he stroked and caressed her with hands that felt too big and coarse on her delicate curves. With another groan, he pulled her closer, his c*ck hard and heavy against her soft belly.

She was so tiny, her ample curves fitting against the solid lines and angles of his body perfectly, as though she’d been designed specifically for him. Jilan-ma. The word shimmered through his mind before he could stop it. The cyborg were a created race, designed in the image of man, but that hadn’t stopped them dreaming. The fact of their creation hadn’t stopped the beliefs traded in the darkness of barrack rooms at night, or the prayers whispered by some before they went into battle.

Most of it Johnny thought was utter crap, the product of wishful thinking, but one, just one, of the stories he did believe in. The one that said there was a soul mate out there, a perfect match for every cyborg. Where the belief had come from no one knew, it was just there, as though it had been implanted in them before they’d come out of the maturation tanks and been activated.

Jilan-ma. Perfect match. The words pulsed through him, winding around his soul as he bent everything in him to kissing the tiny woman in his arms.

She moaned and writhed against him as he teased her tongue into his mouth and sucked gently. He fought back the temptation to rip her clothes off and take her right there against the cool metal in full view of the open airlock. She was soft and warm, her responses so natural and immediate, that if he did, he was in danger of shooting his load there and then. Which would totally blow his cover as a premier sexbot, because there was no way she’d believe a bot would lose it and come too early. Even he wouldn’t believe that, and thanks to his work in the shop, he’d seen just about every complaint the things could suffer from.

He pulled away with regret to look down at her. Arrogance ramped up to the max, he looked her up and down, allowing his gaze to linger on her full br**sts, tiny waist and the cello curve of her hips. She was beautiful, perfectly proportioned to fill his hands. Flicking his gaze back to hers, he smiled, not bothering to conceal the heat simmering within him.

“No, I’m no gentleman. Show me your quarters, little human. I’m going to f**k you until you can’t see straight.”

Chapter Four

Oh god, he could kiss.

Blinking the stars from her eyes, Milly kept a hand latched around the bot’s thick upper arm as she recovered her balance. He had kissed her senseless, pressing her against the airlock wall and practically f**king her up against it. She could still feel the imprint of his hard body against hers. Still feel the hard bar of his c*ck as it pressed into the softness of her belly, branding her with heat that reached down and made her cunt clench. He was heavy and thick…she bit back a whimper, aching to feel him inside her. Filling her. Driving into her and taking her over and over again.

“Come on then, let’s go.”

She reached out and tapped a number sequence into the pad by the door, starting the lock sequence and walking through into the ship proper. In the back of her mind, a small voice warned her not to be fooled. This was a bot, not the real Johnny Ram, and she only had him on loan. It would be just her luck for her to buy into the fantasy and fall for him anyway. Bitter amusement rolled through her. Wouldn’t Jason just love that? Another indication of how pathetic she was and vindication of his claims she was fat and unattractive. So much so, she’d had to get a bot when she couldn’t get a man.

No, that was wrong. She could get a man. Just last night, the real Johnny Ram, Casanova and celebrity stripper, had asked her to dinner. Her. The short, fat, disgusting, dumpy lump of a wife Jason had sneered at. She let that one sink in, satisfaction filling her. This dumpy lump of an ex-wife had managed to snag one of the hottest pieces of ass this side of the Kelantrian expanse and, putting it bluntly, Jason was no Johnny Ram.

The thought put an extra sway in her walk. Something the bot must have picked up on, because the next second she felt his big hand smooth over the curves of her ass.

“I don’t think so, little human,” he growled, the sound sliding over her skin like a rough caress and making her p**sy clench again. Before she knew what was happening, her feet left the ground and she was swung up and around.

“Hey! What the hell do you think you’r—ooompph!”

The air was driven from her lungs as her midriff hit a broad shoulder. She dangled like a limp spider for a second, trying to get her breath back as the bot started to walk, giving her an eyeful of tight ass moving just below her. Gods, he had a good backside, buns as firm as steel under the faded fabric of his pants. But she really didn’t like viewing it from this angle.

“Oi! Chips for brains. Put me the hell down. Now!” Her demand had the same effect as rain against sheet metal. Noisy, but on the whole, pointless.

“I do not have ‘chips for brains’,” he growled back, the sexy tone seeming to indicate that he was aroused. She wasn’t used to that. Had to be that predictive arousal system Cyn had told her about, she thought as she struggled, her hands on his waist as she tried to push herself upright and wriggle off his shoulder.

“I am a fully functioning cybernetic being with a bio-organic brain enhanced with implanted technology. Much superior to the simple computer brain utilized by an android.”

God, he really had bought his own programming, hadn’t he? “Yeah, yeah, you tell yourself whatever you like, bud.”

He wasn’t letting her go. In fact her struggles weren’t helping. All she was managing to do was rub more of herself against his solidly muscled frame, which in turn was just reminding her that she had what amounted to a walking, talking sex toy for the next few days. One who stubbornly appeared to think he was in charge. Yeah, so she’d liked the idea of a take charge man with a big c*ck she could put back in a box when she was finished with him, but this was taking it too far. Dominance games began and ended in the bedroom and she certainly didn’t like was being hauled about by what amounted to a walking vibrator.

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