Page 13 of Her Cyborg Commander (The Drift: Haven Colony #9)

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For the first time in her life, River kissed someone because she wanted to. It was a heady feeling made even more intense because it was Edge. His hands were on her face, his muscular thigh pushing between her bare legs. How they’d gotten here, she couldn’t say. Nor could she guess what would happen later. For this second, she had him, and she wasn’t letting go.

His mouth slanted across hers, his beard rasping against her skin. His tongue slipped past her lips to twine with hers in a decadent dance as she pondered the insanity of what they were doing and the astounding fact that Edge, the man who never asked permission for anything, had waited for her consent.

She might have kept thinking about everything, but he seemed to sense her distraction.

“No thinking,” his voice still carried a trace of command, even as he kissed her.

Then he threaded his fingers into her hair, holding her in place as he uttered a low, primal groan that made her clit throb and sent a shiver down her spine. When he kissed her again, every thought vanished in a blast of searing heat that left her aware of nothing but her need.

Her hands moved over his armor, eager to touch the skin beneath. She found the fastenings easily enough, flipping them open with a familiarity that came from doing it for herself a thousand times or more.

She moaned as the armor loosened, allowing her to slip her hand inside. Hot skin over hard muscle, the tang of male sweat blending with his own unique spice and wood-smoke scent.

His hands moved again, smoothing back her hair before slipping down to the fastenings on her armor. Once it was undone, he nipped the side of her neck, his next words muffled against her skin, though there was no missing the tone of command. “Arms over your head. Now.”

“Are you asking for my surrender?” The words slipped out before she could stop herself. She’d meant it as a joke, but there was no way to ignore the subtext in the question. Would he see it too? She didn’t know if she wanted that or hoped he missed it entirely.

He raised his head to meet her gaze, his ice-blue eyes piercing her down to her soul. “No, minx. I’m not asking .”

She raised her arms as he instructed and tried to hide the effect of his words. Did he know? Or was this what he wanted?

A satisfied smile played over his lips. “Good girl.”

She shivered, her entire body responding to his display of dominance. Only it wasn’t a display. This was who he was.

He pulled her armor over her head. Goose bumps chased over her heated skin as the cooler air of the shelter washed over her.

“Now, you undress me.” Edge’s voice was silk over steel as he raised his arms as best he could, considering the low ceiling.

She freed him of the chest plate and then the bracers that covered his arms. She stacked it on top of hers in the only space available—the benches and small table where she’d been sketching earlier.

When she reached for the clasp on his pants, he shook his head once. “Kneel. Then do it.”

She didn’t hesitate. Once she was on her knees before him, she glanced up to find him staring at her with unadulterated need. He touched her cheek with callused fingers. “You cannot know how many times I imagined you like this…”

Words failed her. What could she say to that? How long had they been fooling themselves about what they wanted?

Too long, she decided. But that was about to change.

From her new position, it was easier for her to start at his feet and work up, so that’s what she did. First, she untied his boots and then removed the greaves that protected his lower legs. Finally, she rose up to reach for his waistband, but she didn’t make contact. Not with her hands. River leaned forward to nuzzle the large bulge of his cock visible through the fabric.

Edge hissed in pleasure, his hips snapping forward in a quick, greedy thrust that let him rub himself against her lips and chin. His strong hand cupped the back of her head, encouraging her to keep going.

She did.

With shaking fingers, she unfastened his belt and then the clasp of his pants. She nuzzled him again as she tugged the fabric lower on his hips before taking his cock in her hand.

“Fraxx,” he groaned, drawing out the word. “Suck me off, minx. I want to feel your hot mouth on my cock.” He stroked her hair with surprising gentleness. “But if you make me come before I’m inside you, I’ll have to punish you. Understand?”

She nodded. “I understand, Commander.”

He groaned again as the last word left her lips. She would never call anyone master again, but Edge… he had always been her commander. The title felt right.

She dragged his pants down lower still, one hand cupping the warm weight of his balls as she wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. She took the tip of him into her mouth first, swirling her tongue over his crown as he rocked and moaned.

“Deeper,” he instructed her. “Let me fuck that pretty mouth.”

Her clit throbbed in time to her pounding heart as she obeyed his instructions. She flattened her tongue against the underside of his shaft, massaging it. The moan that rose from her throat vibrated across his length as she bobbed her head in a back-and-forth motion that tore another low groan from Edge.

She kept going, learning what he liked and giving it to him, following his every whispered instruction. She didn’t stop until the sound of bending metal filled the air.

When she paused to look around in confusion, she saw what had happened. Edge’s fingers were wrapped around part of a countertop, and he’d gripped it so hard he’d twisted the entire structure.

She’d done that to him. The thought accompanied an intoxicating rush of satisfaction and pride. She wasn’t the only one who had surrendered part of herself to this moment. Edge, the one who never showed weakness, had let her see how much she affected him.

Her eyes met his, and in the silence, something deeper than words were exchanged. Not a promise, but a hope… and the certainty that whatever this was, one night would never be enough.

He took her by the shoulders, coaxing her to stand. Once she was back on her feet, he drew her in for a long, demanding kiss that left her senses reeling and her lungs burning for air.

“Your turn,” he told her and then drew her in close and turned them, swapping their positions despite the lack of space.

River pointed toward the ceiling. “Bedroom is upstairs.”

“We’re not going anywhere yet, minx. But we are definitely going to use that ladder.”

Edge was fighting a battle to stay in control, and he was losing. He’d known it was a lost cause the moment she’d asked him about surrender. Something in her eyes when she’d said it, a note of longing, told him he’d been wrong about River yet again.

He walked her backward, heading for the ladder that led to the second floor. The moment she reached it, he pushed in closer, sandwiching her between him and the metal rungs behind her.

“Take hold of the rung above your head. Do not let go.”

A spark of defiance flashed in her dark eyes as she looked up at him. “And if I do?”

“You already know the answer to that. Don’t you?”

“I think so.”

“Say it,” he demanded. “Tell me what happens if you don’t obey me.”

She swallowed hard, her skin darkening as she licked her lips once before answering, “You’ll punish me.”

“That’s right.” He was almost purring with satisfaction now. This was what he’d always dreamed of… but he had to test her one last time. He needed to know if she understood what he was and what he wanted to do to her. “I will turn you over my knee and spank you, River. Then I will keep you there and fuck you with my fingers until you come. But only when I decide you can. Your body will be mine. Your pleasure will be mine. Can you give me that?”

“Yes, Commander.”

Commander . That word falling from her sweet lips was better than any orgasm he’d ever had.

Edge kissed her softly, cherishing the gift she’d given him, astounded at her easy acceptance of what he’d shared. “Thank you, minx.”

Tears sparkled on her lashes as she kissed him back. “Thank you. I… never. This is not something I thought anyone would understand. Not after…”

A piece of his heart shattered as she spoke. So much doubt and confusion. How long had she needed this?

He already knew the answer. It was part of who she was. Who she’d always been. Just as it was for him. They were made for each other.

“I know.” he kissed her again and then moved back so he could look down at her beautiful face. “It was the same for me. I will never hurt you, River. I don’t want your pain. I want your pleasure.”

She stood on her toes to kiss him even as she raised her arms and took hold of the rung above her head. “I know. And I trust you to know the difference.”

He didn’t answer her with words. There wasn’t any need. Instead, he gave her exactly what he’d promised. Pleasure.

His hands found her breasts, cupping the soft, warm weight as he teased her nipples with his fingers. She moaned, her eyes closing as he increased the pressure. When he took one nipple into his mouth, she shivered and arched against him, but her hands never moved.

“Such a good girl,” he whispered as he moved between her breasts, licking and sucking on them until she was breathing hard. “I want to see all of you. Now.”

He kissed his way down her body, enjoying the taste of her skin as he moved over her belly and down to where the scrap of black lace hid her pussy from him.

He got on his knees and leaned in until his nose pressed against the fabric and the scent of her arousal filled his lungs.

“Boots off. Tell me if you need help.”

“I got it.” Her voice was husky and low as she slipped her feet free. He really had gotten the drop on her. She hadn’t had time to tie her boots or put on pants before coming out to face what she thought was a potential threat.

He picked up her footwear and tossed it somewhere behind him. They were in his way, and that was not acceptable.

“Do you have more like these?” he asked.

“Some.”

“Good. He caught the fabric in both hands and tore, not stopping until it was little more than tatters that fluttered as they fell to the floor.

“Show me,” he told her as he stroked the seam of her pussy with his index finger. “Put one foot up on the ladder and let me see you.”

River’s breath was ragged as she lifted one leg and set her foot on the rung before letting her thighs part so he could see everything.

“This is mine,” he told her as he dipped one finger inside her slick lips to stroke her swollen clit. “It’s for my fingers, my mouth, and my cock.”

“Yes, Commander.” He heard a hint of laughter in her voice that made it even sexier. This wasn’t what he’d imagined. It was so much better.

Edge leaned back so he could drink in the sight of her. All of her. Naked. Beautiful. His.

He committed the image to memory, letting it imprint not only on his mind but his soul. When he could stand it no longer, he bowed his head and pressed his mouth to her pussy, parting her labia with his fingers as he explored her body with his tongue. Her clit was easy to find, already swollen and ready for his attentions.

An explosive gasp from River told him she liked what he was doing. Her hips rocked against his mouth, a silent plea for more.

He gave her what she needed, sucking on her clit and using his tongue to tease and torment her until she was trembling and breathless. Honey flowed over his tongue as he pleasured her. Only when she was on the brink did he breach her entrance with two fingers, fucking her in time to the flick and suck of his mouth on her clit.

She moaned his name, and he knew she was close.

He leaned his head back to look up at her. She was lost in pleasure, her cheeks flushed, her breasts still pink from the rasp of his beard against the soft skin. His fingers continued their relentless motion, keeping her on the edge.

“Such a good girl. Do you want to come now?”

She nodded, her eyes opening. “Please. Yes.”

That should have been enough, but he couldn’t resist making her wait a little longer. “Please, what?”

Her smile was brighter than a supernova. “Yes, please. Commander.”

He growled softly in approval as he buried his face in her slick folds again. When she reached the apex of pleasure this time, he drew her clit into his mouth and closed his teeth on it with just enough pressure to send her spinning out of control. Her orgasm came on hard, and he rode each wave with her, prolonging her pleasure as long as he could.

She hung from the ladder, her head bowed and chest heaving as he got to his feet. “You are so beautiful.”

She smiled but didn’t open her eyes. “Now you’re trying to sweet talk me so you can get into my pants.”

He chuckled as he moved in closer. “Sorry to tell you, minx. But you’re not wearing any.”

She cracked open one eye. “And whose fault is that?”

“Mine. Definitely. And if I have my way, you will continue to go without clothing whenever possible.”

She raised her brows at that. “If I’m going naked, so are you.”

“Deal.” he kissed her before she could say anything else.

Her answering kiss held heat and promise in equal measure, and he felt the last shreds of his control give way. Without breaking the kiss, he leaned down and caught hold of her raised leg. Slowly, he drew it around his hips, one hand sliding from her knee to her ass as he lifted her into the air.

She wrapped her second leg around him without any coaxing, leaving his cock wedged between the lips of her pussy with her breasts pressed against his chest.

Fraxx yes. He lifted her higher, positioning his cock outside her entrance. She would be tight. He already knew that from the way her inner walls had squeezed his fingers. He’d have to go slow.

At least, that was his intent, but his little minx made the choice for him. She locked her legs around him and then dropped down to drive him inside her in one fluid motion.

His heart stuttered and his mind froze for a moment as the pleasure of being inside her dominated his awareness.

He growled her name as he drove himself even deeper, not stopping until he was balls deep.

“Naughty girl,” he admonished her when he could form words again.

She gave him an innocent look. “But I didn’t let go of the ladder.”

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?