Page 80 of Drift Would


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“Harder.” She whacked his ass cheeks with her bare heels.

His cock bobbed inside her. More storm clouds formed in his eyes.

He drew back to his tip, paused for three heartbeats, and then drove into her again.

“Yeah.” Heat spread over her skin. Her arousal compounded. “Faster.”

Her cyborg retreated, paused, and then advanced, retreated, paused, and then advanced. It was good. Fates, it was good. But his pace was too controlled. His rhythm was too regulated.

She wanted him as wild as she was. “More.”

He didn’t alter his fucking. Her protective male was Fates-bent on being careful with her.

“I said, ‘more’.” She surged forward and bit his chin.

Light burst in his eyes. A growl escaped his lips.

And then all chaos broke loose.

Her cyborg drove into her again and again and again, fucking her with a thrilling savagery, giving her the more she had been wanting.

Their bodies crashed together. That impact reverberated through Roshini’s form and propelled her into the wall. Hard.

Her skin burned from that sweet abuse.

All she could do was clasp his shoulders and hold on. Every collision with her unrelenting male stole the breath from her lungs and pushed her closer to fulfillment.

It was exhilarating. And hot. And exactly what she needed.

All thoughts of the upcoming plan, of the losses she’d soon suffer, of the dangers facing her, but most especially her cyborg, evaporated under the fervor of their passion.

She escaped within the fuck and lost herself between Drift’s arms. He was her world, her everything.

Determined to match his fervor, she moved into him, meeting her male halfway. Her muscles strained. Her desire deepened.

She panted with effort and with excitement. Sweat ran in rivulets down her neck and between her breasts. Her cyborg grunted. The sounds of their breeding echoed in the space.

Streaks of energy shot across his gray eyes. His biceps bulged. His fingers curved under her thighs as he repetitively pinned her against the wall with his big cock. His beautiful gray skin glistened with the wetness from her body.

Fates, she loved the way he fucked her. And she loved him. She loved his strength, his courage, his joy, his support, his caring. With him, she felt safe and she felt as though she belonged.

She hadn’t experienced that…ever. Even before the Invaders arrived, she was acutely aware she was a human living in a Cancri settlement. She was welcomed and cared for, but she wasn’t one of them. Not truly.

With her cyborg, she was his and he was hers. In all ways. Connection flowed from her to him and back again. It amplified her wanting.

“Close.” She warned her male. Her arms and legs trembled. “Need.”

“I process your need.” He drove into her and swiveled his hips.

Pleasure bombarded her and she lifted off. “Love.” That word burst from her mouth. She clenched his cock with her inner walls.

“Love.” He roared that brain-blasting reply. His eyes went dark. Nanocybotic-infused cum blasted from his tip and bathed her flesh.

That bliss propelled her emotionally higher. She screamed and she soared and she constricted around him again.

He relayed more of his essence to her. Her euphoria escalated.

That exquisite cycle repeated and repeated and repeated. She flew with her cyborg into the sun-like ecstasy of release.

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