K-lx felt for her, too. She experienced waves of intense emotion from him…caring, longing, possessiveness, protectiveness, and the deep desire to pleasure her.
Corinne tried not to let herself be affected by this…but she couldn’t help herself. She’d never been with a man who adored her before—who worshiped the ground she walked on and wanted to make her come like he wanted his next breath. It was a heady experience, feeling like his personal goddess.
She was determined not to go too far with K-lx, though. She didn’t let him touch her anymore…even though she secretly wished she could. Instead, she stroked his thick cock while he sucked her breasts each night until he shot his hot cum all over both their bellies. That took care of both his needs at once…though it didn’t take care of hers.
Unfortunately, K-lx could feel through their Link that she wasn’t coming when he did, and it made him extremely unhappy. Just getting pleasure himself wasn’t enough for the big K-Unit. He loved sucking her breasts, but he wanted to make her come and he said so frequently.
“Mistress, I don’t like this,” he complained one night after he’d finished showering and cleaning up following his nightly orgasm. He was wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his muscular waist and there were beads of water on his broad, bare shoulders.
“You don’t like what?” Corinne asked guardedly. “Our arrangement?”
“What kind of fucking ‘arrangement’ is it where you give me pleasure but I give you none?” he growled, frowning.
“You give me pleasure,” Corinne protested. “When you suck my nipples?—”
“It’s not enough,” he cut her off. “It’s not enough for me…and it’s sure as all the Seven Hells not enough for you.”
“What do you mean?” Corinne asked, frowning. “Are you having bad dreams again?”
In fact, he had been rather restless during their last few nights together. He’d been thrashing in his sleep and she’d heard him calling for “Cynthia” more than once. It had her worried.
But he wasn’t talking about the dreams.
“I mean, you need to come,” he growled softly. “I can feel it through our Link. You get pleasure from me sucking your nipples, but it’s not enough to push you over the edge.” He dropped to one knee suddenly before her. “Please, baby—let me make you come,” he pleaded softly. “Let me taste your sweet pussy or at least use my fingers on you. I don’t have to breed you—I just want to bring you pleasure.”
Corinne bit her lip, feeling worried and turned on at the same time. Was he having bad dreams again because she wasn’t giving him enough pleasure? Or was it because he wasn’t allowed to give her pleasure?
“K-lx, I really don’t think it would be appropriate—” she began.
His eyes flashed.
“Fuck appropriate. I fucking need to taste you, baby. And I think you need to be tasted.”
His words made her think of a passage she’d glimpsed in his manual but hadn’t really read. She ought to go back and study it, she thought. For now, though, she had to remain firm.
“K-lx, we can’t do that,” she said, trying to sound stern. “Now get into bed and I’ll be there in a minute.”
He rose smoothly, but his eyes were still smoldering.
“Yes, Mistress,” he rumbled. “But let me know if you change your mind.”
He climbed into bed and Corinne went to sit at her desk. She waved a hand over the interface and called up the manual.
Now where was that part? she thought to herself as she scrolled through the ancient document. Where could it be?
Then, at last she found it, under a section entitled,
K-Unit Cyborgs Special Needs and Considerations.
It is important to remember that all K-Unit Cyborgs are made using Kindred DNA, which means they have the same special needs that a regular Kindred warrior does, the section started out. What all Handlers must be aware of is that Kindred males have a biological imperative to “taste” their females, as they put it. In other words, they cannot thrive if they are not allowed to give their chosen mates oral pleasure.
In the case of a K-Unit and his Handler, this may also become the case. If the K-Unit becomes fixated on his Handler and sees her as his mate, she may need to allow him to “taste” her. The “honey” she produces—especially if she is drinking the DEE solution we recommend to help produce nectar—should be sufficient to quiet any recurring memories or bad dreams that are leaking through his mental shields.
We realize this may feel invasive without the necessary emotional attachment many human women need to feel before making themselves vulnerable to a male in this way. This is why all Handlers are carefully matched with their particular K-Unit during training at our facility located under the HKR building in Boston, Massachusetts. In fact?—
It went on about the lab where the Cybernetics division of the Kindred had apparently been located, but Corinne couldn’t pay any more attention. Her head was filled mental images—images of K-lx on his knees before her, tasting her pussy.
The desire that flowed through her was tangled up in guilt and uncertainty. Now at least she understood why K-lx wanted to taste her so badly but she still felt wrong for wanting him to do it.
