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CORINNE

Corinne lay there, shivering and miserable, wondering how everything had gone so wrong. Her breasts, still filled with nectar, ached mercilessly and she was still hot and wet between her thighs but her mind was in an even bigger turmoil than her body.

What was she going to do with K -lx? She could no longer pretend to herself that she had complete control of him.

He’d admitted that his makers—the Tolleg surgeons—had allowed him some free will, which was unheard of in the Cybernetics world of today.

Either a Handler had complete control of a Cybernetic Unit … or she had none.

Corinne knew where she fell in that equation.

The big K - Unit was dangerous—he’d proved that the night before. And he was able to disobey a direct order, which made him a menace to the whole station. By the ethical standards of Modern Cybernetics , she ought to have him decommissioned and scrapped.

But she didn’t want to do that! Even though she’d known him such a short time, she was already disturbingly attached to the big Cyborg , she admitted to herself.

He woke things in her that no human man ever had.

The raw intensity of his emotions for her was frightening…

but also strangely intriguing. No man had ever felt so deeply for her.

And she’d never worked with a Cybernetic Unit that had so much passion and intention and personality.

K-lx was unique and the secrets of making a Cyborg like him had been lost to the sands of time. Destroying him would be like smashing a stained-glass window or slashing the canvas of a priceless painting. It would be wrong— Corinne felt it in every fiber of her being.

That’s not the only reason you want to keep from junking him, whispered an accusing little voice in her head. You’re catching feelings for him, Corinne . You like him—admit it!

She flipped over to her other side in bed, trying to deny the accusation. But she couldn’t—it was true. How could she help liking someone who was so clearly enamored with her—who wanted to protect her so badly he would go against his own programming? Who? —

Her thoughts were interrupted by a low groan from the floor at the foot of her bed. Corinne froze. Was it happening? Was the big K - Unit going Rogue ?

But then she heard the groan again…and this time there were words.

“Cynthia? Why did you go?” K -lx’s deep voice sounded anguished and it was clear he was talking in his sleep.

Quickly, Corinne scrambled down to the foot of the bed and looked over the edge. The big Cyborg was still laying there but his body was twitching and his face was contorted into a mask of grief.

“Why did you leave me? Why did you have to fucking die?” he moaned, thrashing in his sleep. “ I fucking loved you—you were my life! How could you leave me?”

Corinne’s anger and worry melted to be replaced by compassion. He sounded so heartbroken…so alone. Cynthia must have been a woman he loved hundreds of years ago, back before he’d been made into a Cyborg . Clearly his past was seeping into his sleep and memories that had been wiped were resurfacing.

Which was a bad thing—very bad. The professional part of her suddenly woke up and she knew she had to stop this. She had to wake him before the past trauma grew too great and tipped him over into going Rogue .

“K-lx, wake up!” she exclaimed. Leaping out of bed, she went to shake him by the shoulder. “ Wake up—you’re having a bad dream!”

His eyelids fluttered, revealing the pale blue of his eyes.

“Cynthia?” he asked groggily.

“No, it’s me—it’s Corinne .”

“Oh Gods ! I thought…” He put a hand to his face which was wet with tears. He shook his head. “ She’s gone. She left me.”

“I know she did. I’m so sorry, K -lx. Come on—why don’t you come into bed with me?” Corinne tugged at his arm, shivering. It was too damn cold in the station at night!

There was no way she could have dragged him to his feet if he didn’t want to come. But at last, with her urging, the big Cyborg got up and got into bed with her.

“Good, that’s good.” Corinne pressed down on his broad shoulders, urging him to surrender down to the mattress. “ I’m here now—you’re okay. Everything is going to be okay,” she soothed him.

“But she’s dead!” He half sat up again, his eyes filled with grief. “ She was my mate—my life!”

“I know… I know…” In desperation, she climbed on top of him, pressing him down with her whole body. But the press of her overfull breasts against his broad chest made her wince.

The sharp pain made her think.

The nectar— I was supposed to give it to him!

But she’d been so angry and upset she hadn’t thought about it earlier. Now she saw where letting her emotions get in the way of her scientific reasoning got her. She needed to give him what the manual had recommended.

“Here,” she murmured and untied the bow that held her little red nighty together to bare her breasts. “ Let me help you.”

At first the big Cyborg didn’t seem to understand her.

“What are you doing?” he asked hoarsely when she rubbed the sensitive tip of one nipple against his lips.

“Giving you what you need—what I need too,” Corinne admitted. “ God , my breasts are aching. Suck them for me, K -lx.” She stroked his hair. “ Suck them and make us both feel better.”

That seemed to be all he needed to hear. With a low groan, he sucked her nipple into his hot mouth. His eyes widened in surprise as the nectar began to flow…but then they went hooded with desire and he sucked even harder, drawing deep to pull the sticky liquid out of her breast.

Corinne couldn’t help moaning as a rush of pleasure ran through her. Her pussy was instantly hot and wet with desire and her clit was throbbing with need.

Speaking of her clit, it seemed that the DEE compound had made both her nipples just as sensitive as her little pleasure button.

As K -lx sucked first one and then the other she felt sparks of sensation that seemed to run straight from her tender peaks down to her pussy and back again.

She could feel her orgasm building as he drank from her.

She was getting close…so close . She just needed a little more stimulation to get her there…

K-lx seemed to feel it too, because he pulled back from her, panting.

“Gods, Mistress —you’re getting so fucking close!” he growled, his eyes burning with lust. “ I can feel it—you’re going to come for me soon.”

“Then don’t stop!” Corinne begged raggedly. “ I’m almost there, K -lx! Please — I need to come.”

“Want to feel you coming against my cock,” he rumbled, and she felt the lust raging through him.

Corinne did her best to drag herself back from the edge of sexual oblivion.

“I’m not going to…to fuck you,” she said, her voice coming out breathless. “ I can’t—it would be a severe breach of ethics and protocol!”

“I don’t have to be inside you—my cock doesn’t have to be, anyway,” he growled.

Corinne frowned.

“Then what are you talking about?”

“This.” One big metal hand was suddenly cupping her bare pussy. It was surprisingly warm, she thought…and it felt surprisingly good when she rubbed against the broad palm. But should she be doing this?

“K-lx…” she began, but he cut her off.

“Just let me pleasure you, Mistress ,” he murmured as one long finger slid into her slippery folds and began circling her aching clit. “ Let me stroke your soft little pussy while I suck your sweet nipples.”

Corinne couldn’t help moaning. Oh God , it felt so good!

Her ex, Artie , hadn’t been able to find her clit with both hands and a map, but the big Cyborg seemed to know exactly how and where to touch her.

His fingertip was circling around and around her pleasure button, making her weak in the knees with the intense sensations.

And then it began to vibrate.

“See, Mistress ?” he growled softly. “ I have special features especially to make you feel good. Let me make you come. I want to feel you coming for me.”

Corinne couldn’t hold out any longer. The vibrating fingertip was teasing her in just the right way and she could feel her orgasm overtaking her.

“All…all right!” she moaned as she moved her hips in time with his stroking. “ Do it, K -lx—make me come!”

“Yes, Mistress !” he growled and then he started sucking her nipple again as his buzzing fingertip circled relentlessly, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

When her orgasm hit, it was one of the most intense she’d ever felt. Corinne cried out and her back arched as she writhed against the big, warm body under hers.

“K-lx—my God !” she gasped. “ Oh , don’t stop! Right there—right there!”

To give the big Cyborg credit, he continued to stroke her, guiding her through her orgasm as it wracked her body with pleasure. Corinne moaned helplessly and gripped his broad shoulders, trying to breathe as the intense sensations rushed through her.

Oh God , oh God , oh God it was too much— too much!

And then, just as she was beginning to shy away from the vibrations, he moved his hand lower and two long fingers slipped up into her pussy.

“Oh!” Corinne’s eyes went wide as the metal fingers fucked deeply into her. “ Oh , God — K -lx!” she cried as he began rubbing her G -spot with his vibrating fingertips. “ You’re going to make me come again!”

He let her nipple slip from his lips as he continued to finger her.

“That’s what I want, Mistress ,” he growled, looking into her eyes as he stroked inside her. “ Want to feel you coming for me again—coming on my fingers, the way I came on yours.”

Corinne couldn’t protest or deny him—she was already more than halfway into her next orgasm…

which was even deeper than the first. The world spun around her and she felt her toes curling as flashes of light burst in front of her eyes.

Her heart was pounding as she gripped his shoulders and writhed against him.

This was going too far…too much…and yet she couldn’t stop coming.

And then his other big hand pulled her down and he was kissing her—kissing her as though his life depended on it.

She could taste the sweetness of the nectar on his lips and still his fingers moved inside her.

Corinne could feel her inner walls trembling, gripping the metal digits as they massaged her.

And then the broad pad of his thumb slid over her clit and started vibrating too.

Yet another orgasm claimed her and she lost herself completely.