Cyborg’s Secret Baby

wall was made of glass… or what looked

I’d resisted, barely, because we’d never leave his quarters if I didn’t, so instead, he dropped to his knees before me, lifted the long hem and put his mouth on me.

Jori had suffered no effects from the transport, consistently hungry and eager for snuggles no matter if it were day or night.

His mate should be notified at once.”

Fighting the urge to make a damn fool of myself, I pressed my forehead to the cool door panel and tried to think rationally.

No doubt she’d be slick and wet, all hot and sticky for me to lick right up.

I couldn’t let her remain like this a moment longer.

I would have to shower. Dress in clothes that were clean. Sleep more than two hours at a time. Be able to stand upright without wincing from being cut open to have a huge-ass baby pulled out of me. Be able to put two thoughts together, because God, where did my brain go?

Jori stuck his little legs out and let out a wail. The l