NOTE TO READERS: If you love the work of Anna Hackett and Eve Langlais you will love this. This is a sci fi romance filled with hot explicit sex, strong dominant men and sexy females. It's gritty, confrontational and stream will be Coming out of your ears. If you're looking for something to get those juices flowing, you just found it. Enjoy!
This novel is written mainly in British English, with Americanism's and slang from both languages.
The darkness was lifting again. Pain seeped into his receptors. To his shame he couldn't hold back the moan that escaped him. He was Cyborg and better than this. Hating his failing, he welcomed the soothing hands and kind voice that filtered into his pain and took the edge off.
Kane sighed. He was weak. He needed her touch. The female took their pain away, cared for them and smelled so dam good. His body heated and awakened. He couldn't deny it, he wanted her.
The distress in her voice told him he looked bad this time. No longer able to turn off his pain receptors, it did feel worse. He didn't like her like this. Worried, scared, unsure.
She was fragile, needed protecting. They had to escape..... All of them. Would she help them get free? He wanted to be with her, take her away from this place of pain.
Laura held back the sob that threatened to escape her. She hated this dam job. It was not what they told her. The war was long over and yet, they held Cyborgs. That was a crime wasn't it?
They experimented on them like they did animals. It all sickened her. They did what they wanted for their own interests and expected her to put them back together again. It made her heart ache. What the hell was she doing here? She was a tech whizz, not a bloody magician or a doctor.
Couldn't they see what they were doing to these men? The damage they did? The pain they caused? Laura closed her eyes. She knew the truth now. These people were monsters. They didn't care. They used people and when they were no longer useful, they got rid of them. Laura swallowed, how long before more of them were of no more use?
These were hero's. She knew from her own family's history and the files she had access to. No human man could have survived the wars and this treatment.
They were men of flesh and blood and one in particular caught her gaze time and time again.... was it wrong to feel for someone held captive?
He was their leader. B189. He screamed danger. There was no doubt he was strong. He took the worst of the experiments. Had that not told her, looking at his body would. Even with the damage, it was honed to perfection. And cried out for her touch…..
Laura's face heated. Her body betraying her, giving life to her desires, it pulsed, as she tried to clean up the latest damage to his body. It was so badly torn up this time. A cry caught in her throat and she hesitated to touch him again. This would ruin her plans for them.
Laura's eyes flicked up to his face. She watched as B189 breathed in. He did that a lot around her lately. And when he spoke for the first time, it shocked her to her core.
"I smell your desire for me female. Release me so I can touch you."