Dominance And Dissent, the next story in the Cyborg Space Exploration series, will be releasing on November 12th.
Last week, I shared the first scene from the first chapter.
You can read that here: http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=7005
Today, I’m sharing the second scene.
Chuckles’ female traipsed behind her warrior. She was clad from head to booted toe in bright pink—her hair, lips, and eyelids matching her garments. The sun’s rays made the sparkle on her face glow.
Dissent’s gaze shifted. Or the glow could belong to Doc’s female. The Khambalian emitted light from her golden hair, skin, and eyes. All visible parts of her shone.
Which wasn’t much of the female. She was bundled in multiple covering cloths. Altair Alpha was warmer than the shuttle craft but not warm enough for her. Khambalia 5 was extremely hot.
That was one of the many reasons Gnaw couldn’t leave the planet. Other environments would be uncomfortable for the miljoonasuut.
Doc was the final being on the small team. The cyborgs had prudently positioned their precious females between their body armor-clad forms. Doc clasped guns also, was equally diligent.
“We’re friends.” Dissent studied the G Model, looking for signs of hostility. The hyper-protective male had mistaken them for threats in the past.
Doc’s expression was calm. “Not all cyborgs are friends.” He holstered his guns.
Chuckles did the same. “The cyborgs in the freighter weren’t enemies. They might not have identified themselves, but they didn’t attack us either.”
The Reckless had crossed paths with a mysterious freighter early in their assignment. The cyborg crew of the modified craft hadn’t transmitted, hadn’t communicated, and had fled, exiting the sector. They’d been a topic of discussion since then.
Cyborgs valued information. They didn’t like not knowing details.
Doc huffed, said nothing more.
Dissent narrowed his eyes. The medic had more data.
But asking for it wasn’t his role. He was a newer addition to the Reckless crew, would wait for Doc to confide him, to view him as a being worthy of his trust.
“No one will attack us.” Chuckles frowned. “We’ll quickly obtain what we need and leave.”
Dissent lifted his eyebrows. Captain’s female had relayed her lengthy list of desired objects to Chuckles’ female. That would take a long duration to source.
Judging by the laughter generated by the two females, they agreed with his assessment.
“I require time to try on the garments I wish to purchase.” Chuckles’ female fluttered her eyelashes at her grumpy warrior. “I want to look nice for you, sir.” She hugged his arm as they walked. “I don’t wish to waste your credits on chest and ass coverings that don’t please you.”
“You’re a menace, baby.” Chuckles’ voice was gruff. “We have unlimited credits. We’ll jettison any garments you don’t like.”
Dissent would be equally generous with his female…when he located her. She would want for nothing, would be cared for and heavily protected.
He trailed the merged team, protecting the party against any assaults from the rear. The two females chattered. Doc’s female spoke Khambalian while Chuckles’ female preferred the universal language. Both of them wore ear devices to translate the conversation.
Cyborgs were fluent in all known languages. It didn’t stress his processors to follow their chatter.
It did stress his heart.
He wanted a being to care for, to hover over as Chuckles and Doc hovered over their females. Gnaw had been that being for him for a few planet rotations.
It had been the happiest duration of his lifespan and had given him a taste of what having a female of his own would be like. His urgency to find his female had increased until it approached a wild desperation inside of him. It pained him not to locate her.
The seven of them entered the settlement, passing though the main gates.
Heads turned. Eyes widened.
Five cyborgs clad in body armor, decorated with weapons, was an intimidating sight. They shifted closer to their smaller, more fragile females, shielding them from view and from possible harm.
Report, warriors. North, always cautious, switched to a private transmission line.
Dissent looked around him, accessing the situation.
A Palavian male yelled at a battle-ax fabricator. Palavians were a volatile species, prone to violence, but the females wouldn’t wander far from their warriors’ sides and a cyborg could easily subdue three or four Palavians.
Two large Silan females were beating the ridges out of each other, much to the delight of the cheering crowd. Beings clad in rich fabrics, sparkling with valuable sunstones, watched. They sat in finely wrought, shaded chairs.
The fragile human female serving customers containers of fermented beverage appeared unconcerned. Dissent dismissed the fight as a possible danger.
Some beings yelled at each other. Based on the frequency of occurrence, that was normal.
Merchants hawked their wares. Males and females negotiated breeding rights. Nourishment and beverage were provided in exchange for credits. Dirty offspring ran between slower beings. The young humanoids laughed and smiled as they stole trinkets from the unsuspecting fully grown beings.
There were warriors, but no signs of those loyal to the Humanoid Alliance—the cyborgs’ enemies. And there were no beings a cyborg couldn’t defeat.
The threat level to our females is low. Dissent relayed his conclusion.
I agree. Truth laughed through the transmission lines. Even Chuckles could handle these warriors.
Frag you. Chuckles wasn’t amused by the D Model’s joke.
Then we’ll split up and complete our mission faster. North stayed focused on their assignment. Our transmission lines will remain open. If you detect danger, communicate.
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Read the next scene (available October 28th) here: http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=7015
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Dominance And Dissent
To earn the love of his curvy human, this cyborg will have to set her free.
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Dissent has one primary mission—to find his female and protect her.
He doesn’t know who she is, where she’s situated, or what she looks like. That doesn’t stop him from searching the universe for her. He’s a cyborg and he’s determined. He WILL track her down.
While the J Model warrior is exploring a settlement on a merchant planet, he hears a defiant scream. Dissent has finally located the one being he’s genetically compatible with. He rushes to his little human’s side, ready and willing to defend her, eager to claim his female…forever.
Greer has only one dream—to be free. She’s been a slave her entire lifespan, has been subjected to soul-crushing abuse and pride-shredding humiliation. When an opportunity to escape presents itself, she takes it. Steps away from independence, she’s apprehended.
As she looks death in the face, waiting for the final strike, a tall, handsome cyborg warrior saves her. He exudes power, makes her tremble with desire, is unlike any of the males she’s ever known…except in one heartbreaking way.
He wants to own her.
As Dissent and Greer battle for dominance, danger looms. An enemy from the past has returned. He’s heavily armed, he’s not alone, and his sole goal is to kill both of them.
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Dominance And Dissent is a STANDALONE Cyborg SciFi Romance set in a dark, gritty, sometimes-violent universe.
It features an overprotective cyborg, a defiant slave, and a ravenous baby creature who is determined to eat his way through an entire settlement.
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