Hers To Command – Fourth Scene

By on February 6, 2017

Hers To Command, the next story in the cyborg series, is releasing February 14th (Valentine’s Day). It is available for pre-order now.

This week, I’ll be sharing the final scene in the first chapter.

You can read the first scene here: http://tasteofcyn.com/2017/01/16/hers-to-command-first-scene/

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“My nipples, Thrasher. I need your lips, your hands on them.” She told him exactly what she wanted, reveling in her fantasy, in the freedom to be herself.

With real males, she tempered her need to give orders. Few males wanted to fuck a commander, a take-charge female. She normally suppressed her natural tendencies and gave them the sex partner they yearned for.

With her dream males, she allowed her true personality to shine. Her commands weren’t a turnoff for them. The orders stimulated the males, the bulges in their body armor growing more pronounced.

Thrasher fastened his lips around her right nipple and rubbed a palm over her left, his skin rough. She moaned into the other male’s mouth. The dual assault was exquisite.

But it could be even better.

“You.” She met the brown-eyed male’s gaze.

“Ace.” He supplied his name. It was as bizarre as his friend’s.

“You can call him ass.” Thrasher grinned at him, looking adorably naughty. “I do.”

“Don’t listen to him.” Ace rolled his eyes. He was the more serious of the two. “I don’t.”

“Listen to me, males.” This was her fantasy and she wanted action, not talking. “Thrasher, suck on my breast. Ace, play with my pussy.”

“Yes, our female.” They replied in unison.

“Stop with the ‘our female’ business.” Carys didn’t understand why her dream males would refer to her by that possessive term. She prided herself on her independence, had never relied on any being, not even Pimmy’s father. “I’m a being, not a possession. You don’t own me.”

Ace and Thrasher exchanged glances, appearing perplexed. There was a stretch of awkward silence. Then Thrasher started to laugh.

“Suck on my breast.” She slapped his body armor-covered chest, relishing how firm, how hard he was. “I gave you an order, warrior.”

“Yes, Commander.” Thrasher bent his head and sucked her sensitive nipple into his smiling mouth.

Sweet space. Her eyelashes fluttered. The bubbling resembled hundreds of lips plucking at her skin, seducing her, adoring her, wanting her.

Ace glided one of his palms along her rounded stomach, over her hairless mons. His fingertips dipped into her wetness and she moaned.

“I have you, Commander.” He kissed her deeply while he stroked her feminine folds, teased her clit with his thumb.

“Yes,” she murmured into his mouth. The male knew how to work a pussy. And his companion was no slouch at sucking breasts. Carys clasped Ace’s shoulder with one hand, Thrasher’s shoulder with the other, holding onto both of them.

Ace pushed one, then two, then three fingers into her pussy, stretching her open, filling her. She pumped her hips, fucking his hand. Sweat dripped between her breasts. Her body hummed.

She needed this erotic dream. She hadn’t realized how much until now.

Desire wrapped around her, pushing the air from her lungs. She panted, undulating, moving against Ace’s palm, into Thrasher’s mouth, increasing the pressure and relenting.

Ace drove his fingers into her. Thrasher nibbled on and tweaked her nipples.

Her wanting became unbearable, an ache screaming to be appeased. She wiggled her ass, silenced by Ace’s lips, yet needing more.

Words weren’t required. They were her dream males. They realized what she required and they gave it to her.

Thrasher bit her nipple and Ace smacked the heel of his hand against her clit, the twin twinges of pain shattering her renowned control.

Carys broke, screaming her fulfillment down Ace’s throat, abandoning all restraint, losing herself in the experience. Her pussy clenched around his fingers. Lights flashed and dimmed, flashed and dimmed. Pleasure radiated from her core.

She twisted, trembled, collapsed. The tension in her shoulders and neck dissipated. Her arms fell to her sides, her limbs limp, useless.

Thrasher laved her breast with his tongue, easing the sting of his bite. Fizzing covered her and the redness eased. The wound healed instantly, as often happened in dreams.

Ace withdrew his fingers. His skin glistened with wetness. He sucked on one finger, taking it into his mouth up to the knuckle.

“Mmm…” His eyelids lowered, the expression on his handsome face sublime. “Try this.”

He held his hand out to Thrasher.

Thrasher slid his lips along two of his friend’s fingers. Their gazes met and Carys quivered, the heat in their eyes melting her insides. They were more than friends, wanted each other as they wanted her.

Would they strip their body armor off and fuck as she watched? Another female might grow jealous, might resent being excluded. Not Carys. The thought of her two males enjoying each other turned her on.

“I love this fantasy.” Her voice was drowsy. She struggled to keep her eyes open.

Even in her dreams, she was exhausted, bone weary.

“Rest, little female.” Ace kissed her forehead, the act tender, sweet, loving, another thing she didn’t realize until now that she needed.

Thrasher did the same. “We have a mission to complete, but we’ll be back for you soon.”

They would return. This dream had been so good; she was certain she’d have it again. “Will you be naked next time?”

She’d like to see all of them. Carys suspected their bodies would be as perfect as their faces.

Thrasher chuckled, his mirth rolling over her, shaking the sleeping support.

Ace smiled. Gold specks glittered in his dark eyes, his amusement more restrained. “We’ll be naked. We vow.”

“I’m holding you to that vow.” She looked at Ace and then at Thrasher, committing their features, their unique personalities to memory, wanting to experience the same characters during the next rest cycle encounter. “I don’t want any other males to visit me.”

Their eyes hardened. “No other males would dare.” Their tones rang with a primitive possessiveness she normally found appalling.

In this moment, she found it fitting. She was sated and satisfied with her two warriors and didn’t want another being to touch her.

“No other males will visit me. I promise.” She yawned, not bothering to cover her mouth, knowing the males she’d created in her mind wouldn’t be offended.

“Sleep.” Thrasher covered her with the concealing cloth. Ace brushed a strand of her hair away from her face.

Carys gazed at them one more time before closing her eyes.

Darkness swept over her, taking her as her warriors had, with no hesitation.

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Hers To Command will be releasing next week! As with many of the cyborg stories, there will be spoilers posted. You might want to consider pre-ordering the story so you don’t accidentally see these spoilers. (That’s what I do with my fave writers’ books.)

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Three Battered Hearts. One Perfect Love

Ace and Thrasher share a special bond. They’ve never acknowledged that connection and have never fully acted on it. The Humanoid Alliance kill cyborg males like them, deeming the warriors to be defective. Now that Ace and Thrasher have escaped, they don’t trust the cyborg council and their brethren to react any differently. Physical love is too risky for them to consider.

Until they meet her.

Carys is the Commander of a Rebel Battle Station. She has dedicated her lifespan to seeking vengeance against the Humanoid Alliance and the cyborgs who killed her daughter. On her battle station, she makes the rules, and if she wants to kiss, touch, and pleasure two mysterious warriors, she will. Nothing, not even enemy warships and a mass cyborg rebellion, can stop her.

In the midst of a war, enemies can become lovers and loyalties can change in a moment. Can a forbidden relationship between two cautious cyborgs and one unbending human Commander survive?

Hers To Command is Book 8 in the Cyborg Sizzle series.
Due to the number of returning characters in this story, you’ll enjoy Hers To Command more if you’ve read the other stories first.
This is a MMF BBW Cyborg SciFi Romance.

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