Page 24 of Rogue Cyborg

I frowned. “What do you mean?”

He looked over his shoulder at someone who passed by us in the hallway, but Mak was too big for me to see who it was. Gently, he cupped my biceps and led me into a briefing room, let the door slide closed behind us. It was identical to the one we’d just left, except this one was empty.His hand slapped against the wall, pressing the lock.

“We have an hour.What do you usually do before a mission?”

“Talk with my teammates.”

His eyes drifted to my lips. “I have much better uses for your mouth than talking.”

Oh.

Oh.

Holy. Fucking. Oh.

He dropped his hand and I stepped back. While I liked sucking his cock, I couldn’t get much more in my mouth than that flared crown. And I’d tried. I undid the clasp on my pants, let them hang loose on my hips as I turned about and bent over the large table. Settling on my forearms, I glanced over my shoulder in invitation.

Mak watched my every move and his gaze settled on my upturned ass.

Between one second and the next, he was behind me. Fingers tugged at the top ofmy pants and yanked them down so my ass was bare.

I expected him to tug open his own pants and fuck me. Instead, he spanked me.

I startled, felt the sting as it spread through my body. Pushing off, I spun around to face him. Big mistake. He was huge, hot, sexy and smelled like heaven. Instead of arguing, I wanted to touch. Sheesh. Pathetic. Still, I worked up the willpower to protest the heat spreading on my bottom.

“What the hell was that for?”

“Your mind wandered, worried,” he said, cupping his cock that now stretched his mission pants to capacity. “Now you are here, with me. And while taking you from behind appeases the Hyperion in me, theForsianis angry.”

He opened his pants. Finally. Pulled out his cock, stroked it once.

Stepping into me, the backs of my thighs pressed into the hard table. I had nowhere to go.

“You have too many personalities to keep up with. Just tell me what you want.”

“And you’ll give it to me?”

I licked my lips, realizing the answer was yes. I’d give him whatever he wanted. After the previous night, I knew he might get what he wanted, but he’d give me what I needed.“That’s my job as your mate.”

For only a little while longer.So I’d take it. This last hour.

“AForsianlikes to fuck so he can see his mate’s face. To watch as she comes. To see how he can destroy her for all others. Ruin her. Possess her. Pleasure her.”

Oh god, my panties were ruined.

With a hand at the center of my chest, he pushed me back so I lay sprawled across the table. Hooking the backs of my knees, he held me open. His hands slid beneath my butt and tugged my pants down my legs. When he followed to settle on his knees before me, I whimpered.

Quickly he stripped me of everything below the waist, even my boots and socks. And then heput my legs over his shoulders, settled between my parted thighs and looked his fill.

“Mak,” I moaned. He hadn’t even touched me yet.

“You’ll give me this. Your pleasure. I want it all over my face, your scent, your taste, as we go on this mission. And after you come I will lick your desire all up. Only then will I fuck you.”

I whimpered, tensed my leg muscles in the hopes of pulling him closer. There.

“You want my cock, don’t you?” His finger swirled at my entrance and my hips bucked.

“Yes. Please. Anything. Just touch me.”

“Ah, you beg so sweetly. I wonder if you taste as sweet.”

It was then that he lowered his head. Made me come. Made me forget about everything but his wicked skill to ruthlessly rule my body.