Chapter 23
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Lila
I’m still trying to catch the breath in my lungs when a commotion breaks the surface. I can hear Caspian and Nikos arguing, but it’s in another language that I don't understand. Shit, did my translator crap out because of the water pressure?
They both swim over to me, and Nikos has a contrite pout on his face until he looks up, his eyes glued to my chest. Yep, I’m definitely doing my best impression of one of those heaving bosom ladies from a tawdry romance book cover.
Exposed nipples and all. I guess that’s enough to draw anyone's attention. Noticing where he’s looking, Caspian smacks him in the back of the head.
“I know my mate’s breasts are distracting, but don't you have something to say to her?”
A flow of words comes out of his mouth even though his eyes stay on my breasts, but I hold my hand up.
“Wait. I can’t understand him. Something must be wrong with my translator.”
“He said that he is sorry. He forgot to warn his pet about you, and she was just protecting the pool.”
“His pet?” I know I sound skeptical, but sure enough a head pops up next to Nikos.
The razor-sharp teeth are hidden behind a closed mouth.
Its head looks similar to a turtle, but when it flips a tail, I know I’ve gotten it wrong.
It thrusts its tail again and launches out of the water.
The thing that lands on the platform next to me looks like a cross between a seal and a turtle.
It has a small turtle-like head with a longish neck that sits on a wide seal-like body.
Its skin looks like the shell of a turtle, but it's colored with camouflage-type blues and grays. Nikos’ pet flops its way over to me and gently nuzzles his head against the hand I held up, my heart melting when it makes little grunting noises as I scratch its hard surface.
Another flow of words comes from Nikos, and I look to Caspian to translate. “Sweetpea says she’s very sorry for scaring you and would like to be your friend. She says you’re welcome to come and swim whenever you want.” Caspian frowns and looks at Nikos as another torrent of words comes out.
“Of course my mate can come swim! You can just get over it. What? Since when did you want to find a non-Aquilian mate? I don't know if she will bring any friends. She’s only just arrived; she hasn't met many people yet.”
“Oh, I met Magenta today.” Nikos shudders visibly, as does Caspian. I gesture to them both. “What’s all that about?’
“Mags is nice enough, but she really is a maneater. She chews them up and spits them out. Commitment is not in her wheelhouse.”
Huh, guess it’s kind of ironic that she called Dylan a manwhore then. Must take one to know one.
“That’s the only other female that has been nice to me, apart from Nixie, kind of, but she’s your sister, so that’s out.” I pause. “That is out, isn't it? Or do some aliens have different thoughts on sibling relationships?”
Again, they both shudder. “Fuck yes. Definitely out,” Caspian confirms.
“Well then, I’m sorry I can’t help him.” Nikos’ pout becomes more pronounced, but it has a twist of disappointment this time. He doesn't even say goodbye before he disappears below.
“Come on, don’t worry about him. I’ll show you how to shift back, then we can get Doc to have a look at your implant.” My heart skips a beat at the mention of Link, and Caspian gives me a knowing wink. “Maybe we should invite him to dinner.”
I feel a little guilty as I make my way back over to the edge and slide into the water. “You would be okay with that?” I swim up to my mate and wrap my arms around him, feeling like I need a little close contact right now.
He leans in and kisses me gently. “Of course, baby, anything you want.”
We swim back to the elevator entrance holding hands, and when we climb out, he shows me how to change back.
It’s hard to ignore the fact that I’m completely naked when I shift back.
Especially when Caspian sidles up to me, now back on two legs himself, his erect cock sliding between the gap in my legs to rub deliciously against my pussy lips.
“It’s the magic. Better to shift with no clothes on because they always disappear.
” His mouth meets mine, but just when I think it’s about to get interesting, he pulls away.
He moves to a nearby bag on the ground and pulls out two large towels, returning to me and wrapping it around me.
“As much as I’d like to continue this, we should get that translator checked out, and I don't want everyone ogling my mate on the way.”
I grab the ends and pull them closed around me as he wraps the other towel around his waist. My skin has returned to its normal peachy complexion, but Caspian has stayed mottled blue and purple.
He shoves the rest of my clothes and my shoes into the bag and throws it over his shoulder.
Grabbing my hand, we head to the elevator and get on the way to see Link.
“I’m never going to remember how to get anywhere,” I complain to Caspian, lost as to how we’re getting here.
“Your watch has a built-in GPS,” he tells me, grabbing it out of the bag and helping me put it on my wrist. “You just have to type in where you want to go, and it will give you verbal directions. You can also pull up a map of the ship and zoom in and out to find things.”
He pulls me into his arms and kisses me again.
It’s like we can’t keep our hands off one another; I've never experienced something like this before, but I love it. “And if you ever truly get stuck, all you have to do is call me and I will come and find you.” He’s so freaking sweet.
Who would have guessed that aggressive, angry man from the first week would be such a fucking sweetheart?
We’re giggling as we make our way into Doc’s waiting room. Stopping at the desk, we wait for the nurse to acknowledge us, Caspian kissing me in between giggles as he takes his sweet time.
He still hasn't acknowledged us even though there is no one else in the room when the dividing door swings open and Link pops his head out. “I thought I heard you, Lila.” He smiles and gestures for us to come in. That’s when Nurse Ratched decides to come to life.
“But Dr. Tesla, you have an appointment in five minutes.” Link looks around the room.
“Well, they’re not here, and these two are. They can wait,” he tells him, and he scowls.
He and Caspian are talking as they walk into the exam room, so both miss the evil glare he gives me. What the fuck is his problem? I flip him off, not willing to play nice if he doesn't want to, and let the door slam behind me.
“Caspian says your translator is malfunctioning after your swim. How about you hop up onto the bed so I can fix it for you.” Link pats the examination bed again, so I climb up on it. Caspian comes over and gives me a kiss.
“I’m going to arrange some dinner in our room,” he tells me before turning to Link. “Doc, why don't you join us?”
“That would be nice, thank you. I’d love to.” Despite his initial surprise, he seems genuinely pleased by the offer.
Link goes over to a cupboard, and Caspian quickly whispers in my ear. “Have fun, baby. Maybe Link can take care of the frustration you’re feeling now.” He winks then quickly departs before I can react, leaving me with my mouth dropping open.
Did he just rev me up on the way here so that he could let another man take care of it for me? Best mate ever. I squeeze my legs tightly together under my towel, trying to relieve some of the pressure.
Link moves back over to me, placing that same tray down.
Once again, he pushes my thighs apart and tries to slip between them, but my giant towel stops him.
He looks down at it, a frown crossing his brow, before looking back at me.
The shimmer on his skin seems to be brighter today, and there’s a slight glow to his eyes.
I can’t say that I ever read many books about cyborgs before, but I’m itching to update my library now.
“Lila, I have updated my files with all the information regarding kraken breeding. I would like to make sure that everything is okay if that’s alright with you.”
“Yeah, that’s fine. What do I need to do?”
“Well, I’d like to scan your body again with my new program. It might be better if you remove the towel and lie down.”
Lay down in front of the doctor naked? Yes, please. Dropping my towel, I shift my body to lay down on the table, but as I move my shoulders, Link’s hand clamps down on one. “That mark… Your mark is on my shoulder.” He turns around and looks at my other shoulder, adding, “And mine is on yours.”
I shrug, trying to play it as cool as I can while the hot doctor notices just how attractive I find him. “Yes, isn't that how it works for my race? That’s what the grandpas told me at least.” He nods, quickly letting me go and allowing me to move.
“Yes, Lila, it does, but it’s never happened to me before. The attraction has never been mutual, so marks have never appeared.” He sounds amazed, his normally very factual voice full of wonder.
I settle myself on the bed, and it’s in that moment he realizes that I’m entirely naked. He unashamedly peruses my body, his eyes full of a longing heat that’s anything but clinical. Shaking his head, the desire disappears as quickly as it appeared, and he’s all professional once more.
“Okay, Lila, I’m just going to scan your body.
I will stop when I get to the eggs to make sure everything is okay, and then I will go back to the translator to find out what’s wrong with that.
” He explains it all very matter-of-factly, and after all the new information I’ve had to process, I really appreciate his straightforward way of speaking.
True to his word, he pauses at my stomach, but then he starts doing something unexpected. Softly, his hands touch me, palpating my lower abdomen, though I don’t know what he’s looking for. His lips purse at whatever he sees or feels, and my heartbeat increases. Is something wrong?
“It’s okay, Lila. Just breathe in and out, everything is fine. There are three healthy, viable eggs in there, and they all have a heartbeat even when they're in stasis. But they are giving off a hormone that is going to make you…” He breaks off like he’s not sure how to tell me.
Oh, I’ll help him out any time. “Horny, right?”
“Yes, exactly, and you seem to have a high libido anyway. This is going to make it worse.”
“It’s okay, Link. Caspian explained it all to me. I’m going to give off fuck me vibes. Maybe that’s why my mark appeared on you.” I can’t help the disappointment that’s in my voice, and I look away from the gorgeous cyborg. I don't want hormones to have manipulated this man into liking me.
“The marks appeared before you were pregnant, Lila. Don't worry about that,” he assures me quietly, and when I look up, his eyes have changed back to showing me what he really wants.
“Would you like me to take care of the need now before we continue with the translator? You may be more comfortable, and I heard your mate say that it was okay.” He makes the offer just as he explained the steps of his examination.
If I couldn’t see the truth in his eyes, I might think this was some kind of treatment, simply the concern of a medical professional wanting his patient to be comfortable, but those eyes don’t lie.
Well shit, since Caspian gave the go ahead and the Doc is offering so politely... “That would be great, thank you,” I answer just as politely even though all I want to do is mount him and ride him like a pony. Save a horse, ride a cyborg!
With a smirk, he walks around to the end of the bed where my feet are.
He wraps his hands around my ankles and gently pulls.
I slide down the bed until my knees are hanging over the edge, my aching pussy in easy reach.
He bends down, his silver hair flopping over his forehead, and sticks out his tongue, running it through my folds.
A moan slips out of my mouth before I can help it. God, I can appreciate a man who goes straight to what he wants.
“You better muffle that noise if you don't want the nurse to stop us again,” he cautions, so I grab the pillow from behind me and put it over my face. I’d much rather watch him eat me out, but there’s no way I’m going to risk having him stop again.
Unlike the rest of his body, Link’s tongue is hot. As it licks a path from my entrance to my clit, I grab his hair without thinking, pulling at the strands.
“Fuck, Link, yes.” Thanks to the pillow, my voice is muffled, but he shushes me again.
“Lila, I’ll stop,” he warns, his voice rumbling against my core. I grit my teeth, not allowing the noises I want to make escape.
He licks and sucks before dragging two fingers through my lips, swirling them into my wet heat, his tongue skillfully teasing my swollen flesh, before plunging them deep into my swollen pussy.
I whimper with pleasure, wanting to be unmuzzled and unfiltered like I normally am.
Some girls like to do that quiet thing, and that’s great for them, but I’d much rather let it all out.
He curves his fingers slightly so that he hits my g-spot with every thrust, and he has me writhing on the bed within minutes.
The rising pleasure has my toes curling and my muscles locking up with delicious tension.
He skillfully keeps me on the edge for what feels like hours but is probably only minutes.
Tears leak from my eyes as my nerves are plundered by exquisite sensation.
My chest heaves from exertion, but my ability to receive air is restricted by the pillow over my face.
This kind of sensory deprivation only sends my pleasure shooting higher.
The thought that anybody could be in the room watching what Link does to me is titillating to the extreme.
I beg him quietly, “Please, Link, I need it.”
“Tell me what you need, Lila,” he orders quietly but firmly, slowing his thrusting fingers. Another sob escapes my mouth.
“I need to come,” I plead, forcing the words past the pillow.
“Good girl,” he praises me, and when he does, something happens to his tongue and fingers. They both start to vibrate, and his thrusting speeds up until it’s just what I need to tip me over the edge. I can’t help myself. I throw my pillow back and scream.
“Fuck!”