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CORINNE

“Can’t believe I’m doing this,” Corinne muttered to herself. But she was doing it nonetheless.

Quickly she stripped off the loose t-shirt and the baggy sweatpants she was wearing, which left her in nothing but a pair of thin panties.

Her nipples went tight at once as the cool air hit them.

Her breasts felt heavy and full—despite the fact that she’d stopped drinking the DEE compound, they still kept producing nectar.

It had been an annoyance before—now she was glad.

“Come here, K -lx,” she said, motioning the big Cyborg over to the bed. “ Come up here and I’ll give you a taste if you want.”

He seemed to vaguely remember her and she hoped that letting him “taste” her would bring back more memories of the two of them together. But first she wanted to get rid of the kill chip.

As soon as he arranged himself on the bed, with his back to the headboard, she made a quick grab and snatched the cube, which was still pulsing with blood-red light, from his shoulder.

At first she wasn’t sure she could get it off—it was magnetized and its field was strong. But desperation gave her strength and she wrenched it off and threw it away in one quick motion.

At once, K -lx seemed to relax. He looked up at her expectantly and there was hunger in his pale blue eyes.

“Corinne?” he asked and her name was a question on his lips, as though he was unsure of himself.

“Yes, it’s me,” she assured him. Climbing on the bed, she straddled him and stroked her fingers through his hair. Earnestly , she looked into his face, searching his eyes with her own. “ Don’t you know me, K -lx? I know you.”

He frowned—not an angry look but one of concentration.

“I almost know you,” he rumbled at last. “ I have some memories of you.”

“Good—that’s good,” Corinne said, feeling hopeful. “ Tell me what you remember.”

He lifted his hands and cupped her breasts. He tugged gently on her nipples, making her moan and shift in his lap.

“I remember you let me suck these,” he growled softly. “ And sweetness came out. Do you still have sweetness for me?”

“Why don’t you see for yourself?” Corinne’s voice was breathless.

“Yes— I want to see.” Leaning forward, he sucked one tight tip into his hot, wet mouth.

Corinne gave a soft moan as he sucked hard, drawing deep to pull the sweet, sticky nectar from her breast. Oh God , she’d forgotten how good it felt to let him do this—how it sent tingles of pleasure straight from her aching nipples to her pussy every time he drank from her.

“Good…that’s good,” she murmured, stroking her fingers through his hair. “ Take as much as you want, K -lx. Take what you want from me.”

The big Cyborg did as she asked. He sucked until he’d gotten every last drop of nectar from her right breast and then switched to the left. Every hard pull of his mouth as he drank from her made Corinne’s pussy wetter until she was throbbing between her thighs with need.

It felt incredible—but was it working? After he’d been sucking her nipples for twenty minutes, she pulled gently away and looked into his eyes again.

“K-lx, do you know me?” she asked, hoping against hope.

He frowned again and slowly nodded.

“I think so. I called you something—a title that was important. Didn’t I ?”

“You called me ‘ Mistress ,’” Corinne reminded him. “ And sometimes, ‘baby.’”

His brow furrowed.

“I did? I don’t remember that.”

“You did,” Corinne assured him. “ Mostly when you were feeling protective or possessive of me.”

“Possessive…” He seemed to be tasting the word. He looked up at her. “ Because …you’re mine?”

His words spread more hope in her heart.

“I could be,” Corinne said carefully. “ I used to be yours and you were mine. But I need you to remember me before we can be that to each other again.”

“Then let me taste you.” One of his metal hands dipped between her legs to cup her pussy through her panties. Corinne gasped as she felt one warm metal fingertip push the fabric aside to slip into her wet depths.

“Oh, K -lx!” she exclaimed.

“Let me taste you, Mistress ,” he rumbled again and the fingertip began to vibrate as he circled the aching bud of her clit. “ Let me eat your sweet pussy. I’m sure it would help me to remember you.”

“Well…if you’re sure,” she said breathlessly. But she was already rising to stand over him. She started to slide her panties down, but K -lx beat her to it. His metal fingertips hooked into the thin fabric and jerked.

Corinne gasped as he ripped the panties right off her, baring her pussy for him.

She was about to say something but one look at the naked hunger in his eyes stopped her.

This was K -lx at his most primal. It seemed that he was trying to remember her through the taste and feel of her body and she didn’t want to stop him.

I want him back! she thought desperately. Oh please, I just want him back!

And then his long, metal fingers curled around her hips and he was dragging her forward.

Corinne gave a little moan as his hot mouth met her aching pussy.

She’d expected the big K - Unit to lay her down on the bed as he had before when he tasted her, but apparently he couldn’t wait.

Since he was sitting and she was standing, they were at just the right level and he took full advantage of that.

She slipped her fingers into his thick hair, gripping tightly as his tongue invaded her. Oh God , that felt so good! How did he always know just how to lick her—just how to suck her to make her lose control?

Then she felt his tongue sliding inside her and beginning to swell—how did he do that? It felt almost like a cock as he slipped it in and out of her, fucking her as he tasted her and making her moan his name.

“K-lx… K -lx!” she cried and found she was grinding against his face shamelessly. His hot wet tongue felt so good inside her but she needed more in order to come—just a little more…

But just as she felt like she was getting close to the edge, he withdrew, his tongue sliding out and leaving her feeling empty inside. She was about to complain as soon as she caught her breath but then he looked up at her and growled,

“Now I remember. You are MINE .”

“I… I am,” Corinne panted. “ Do you remember me completely now?”

“Almost.” He narrowed his eyes. “ I need more to know you fully.”

“What? But how? What do you need?” she panted.

He licked his lips, chasing the last traces of her honey. At last he looked into her eyes.

“I need to Bond with you, Mistress .”

His words jogged Corinne’s memory and the words she’d read on the old-fashioned computer screen at the Kindred lab came back to her.

Hadn’t the Tolleg surgeon who had helped make him spoken of Bonding ?

Wasn’t it the last resort to keep a Kindred Cyborg from going Rogue because it tied him more tightly to his Handler ?

Yes—that’s what we need. To Bond .

But how?

“I want to Bond with you, K -lx,” she told him, stroking his hair. “ But , I don’t know how.”

“I will show you.”

His long metal fingers wrapped around her waist and he was lowering her down onto his lap.