But he hadn’t returned. She finished washing her clothes and put them to dry inside the ruined office, and he still hadn't returned. She guessed he hadn't found any rabbits around, so she decided to go check if there was any food left behind.
It was obvious the town had been attacked by the Taucets, and if they had done the same thing here, they had captured all the town’s inhabitants.
After walking for a while through the deserted street, she finally found what must have been some sort of grocery store, but unfortunately, the place was completely empty. There was not even a forgotten can of beans. Whoever cleaned the place had been thorough.
Sighing, she left the place and kept looking, but all the places she found were exactly like the first one: empty.
Frustrated, she returned to the ruin they had chosen, just in time to see him arrive with four rabbits hanging from his hands.
“Where were you?” he asked, when he saw her, furrowing his brows.
“Looking for food, but the place has been wiped out.”
“Taucets usually do that. They need food, and this is the easiest way for them to get it,” he explained.
She frowned. “Do you think they did it to my hometown?” she asked, worried. Alanna wouldn’t have been able to survive if they had.
“I don’t think so. They usually do it sometime after the attack, when the human soldiers abandon the place.”
“I truly hope so.” She sighed. “So, we’ll have rabbit again.”
He chuckled. “There was deer too, but I think the rabbit is better, for now,” he replied, scowling. “I’ll get them ready as soon as possible.”
“Do you need any help?” she asked, looking at the poor beasts.
“No, I’m good. Did you find water?”
“Yes, there’s a pipe not far from here,” she replied, pointing in the right direction.
“Can you start a fire? It would be better to do it inside. It seems it will start snowing again,” he asked, heading towards the water pipe.
“Yes, I can do it, if I had some matches.”
“Just prepare the wood, I’ll light it when I get back.”
A couple of hours later they were enjoying the roasted rabbit when it started snowing.
“I think we should spend the night here. With the snow falling, we will have only two more hours of light, we won’t be able to advance much further,” he pointed out, getting up and walking towards the door.
Elena rubbed her face, trying to think straight, but it wasn’t easy when the most important person in her world was in danger.
He turned to look at her. “I understand you’re worried about your sister, but exposing yourself to a snow storm won’t get you faster to where she is. If you get sick, it will delay you.”
“I know what you’re saying makes sense, I do. But she’s only twelve years old. What if she hasn’t been able to get food or water?” she muttered, in a low tone, as she stared at the dancing flames of the fire.
“You have to stop thinking like that. It won’t do you any good.”
She let out a dry laugh. “Do you guys get a psychology degree while training to become warriors?” she asked, teasing him.
He returned to where she was and took a seat next to her. “You know I’m right.”
She sobbed. “Yes, I do, but it doesn’t make things easier.” Tears started rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably, and she hid her face in her hands.
Rafaroy looked at her, feeling lost. He wasn’t good at comforting people. No one had shown him how, but after a few moments of watching her sob so desperately, he couldn’t stay still.
Following his instincts, he pulled her into his arms and allowed her to let all her pain out, while he whispered what he hoped were comforting nonsenses.
After some time, she stopped crying and pulled away from him. “I’m sorry. It wasn’t my intention to turn your shirt into my cloth for my tears,” she apologized, feeling a bit embarrassed.
He cupped her face and allowing his instincts to act he leaned forward and grazed her lips with his, in what intended to be a gentle kiss.
But the simple touch of their lips was enough to ignite the passion that had been burning inside him ever since he had seen her. And he wasn’t able to stop.
Pulling her closer, he slid his tongue into her mouth, dueling with her tongue and stealing her breath away, along with his.
When his lips first touched hers, she was too surprised to react. She knew nothing about cyborgs, and for some reason, she had assumed they didn’t have the same needs as all men. She had been wrong.
His kissed showed more passion than she had thought possible and it had ignited hers so powerfully, she virtually melted in his arms.
When his tongue slid inside her mouth, it set her on fire, and she even felt a strange tickling feeling she had never felt before, that seemed to enhance all the sensations his tongue conjured for her.
Her common sense demanded she stopped such insanity, but the passion rushing through her whole body deafened her to such silly things like common sense. She wanted more, she wanted all he could give her and she intended to have it.
When she wrapped her arms around his neck, he felt he was lost. She filled him with a hunger he wasn’t familiar with, took hold of him and the next thing he knew he was helping her get rid of the jumpsuits she was wearing, exposing her voluptuous body to his hands and eyes. She was beautiful, and her round curves sent a jolt of energy rushing through his body, directly to his already hard cock, making it jump against his own jumpsuit.
Never stopping kissing her, he positioned them down on the floor covered with some cardboard she had found in the room, his hands sliding down from her face to her chest. The minute he cupped her breasts with his big hands, she let out a loud moan. The delicious sound encouraged him to continue and abandoning her full lips, he traced a wet trail down her neck, interspersing kisses with nibbles.
His touch was definitely inebriant. She couldn’t think of anything else but him and the feelings he was summoning inside her, especially when reached her hard nipples with his lips, playing with her nipple rings. She felt same tickling feeling she had sensed in all his kisses when he captured her nipples between his lips and swirled his tongue around them. It was so arousing she wasn’t able to hold back the moans of pleasure coming from her lips.
He kissed and licked, then sucked and nibbled and she thought she was going to lose her mind.
“Oh… please… please…” she moaned again.
Kneading her breasts while he kissed and sucked her nipples, he tortured her for a few more minutes, before he slid his hand down to her mound, cupping it with his big hand.
It wasn’t a surprise to find her wet and ready for him. Her hips rocked up with need when he touched her, craving more. Pleased, he slid his fingers down her slit, barely grazing her engorged clit, focused on her clenching gap, eager to get inside her.
But first, he slid a couple of fingers inside her, testing her and torturing her a bit more. She was so wet, his fingers came out of her coated in her essence, and he smiled pleased.
“Are you ready for me?” he whispered in her ear while nibbling and kissing her earlobe.
“Oh, yes… please…” she whimpered.
He shoved his fingers inside her again, going as deep as he could before he took them out again repeating it a few times, taking her closer and closer to the edge. Meanwhile, his lips and tongue were still playing with her delicious nipples. After a few moments, of sweet torture, he could tell she was on the verge of coming for him. Determined to take her there before taking her, he slid down her belly and captured her throbbing clit with his lips.
She let out a loud cry when she felt his mouth on her, the tickling feeling spreading through her clit and taking her over the edge. She had never felt anything like that.
Her whole body quivered underneath his touch and only then did he pull his jumpsuit off of his body, and rested his hard cock in her entrance. Her hips moved up to meet him, and he didn’t hesitate to slide it inside her. Inch by inch, his big, thick cock entered her wet pussy, stretching her walls to fit him, trying as hard as he could to go as slower than his body wanted. He was thicker than most men, and the last thing he wanted was to hurt her.
But all his good intentions went straight to hell when she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him closer to her, making him go all the way inside her.
He grunted, feeling the way her walls clenched around him, holding on to his last thread of self-control, as he started to thrust himself in and out of her, dragging her once more through the path to paradise. It didn’t take them much to fly over the edge, as wild waves of pleasure crashed on them, sending them swirling into a world of bliss.
With a few last thrusts, he poured himself deep inside, grunting and shuddering before he collapsed over her.
Elena felt his seed surging against her womb and to her surprise, she felt the tickling sensation once more. But this time, the feeling was much stronger and much more pleasant than what she had felt with his mouth. It enhanced her pleasure in a way she had never felt before, and for a few moments, she lost herself in the waves of pleasure it conjured inside her.
When she regained her senses, he was kissing her forehead. “Are you alright?” he asked, furrowing his brows.
“Yes… never been better,” she assured him, hugging him and hiding her face on his chest. But when her cheeks touched the bandages, she pulled back and looked at him. “Oh, god… your back… you must have torn it open again.”
He chuckled, a bit astounded with her concern with his wellbeing. No one had ever cared for him. “I’m fine, believe me. But you’ll see it for yourself when you take the bandages,” he added, with a mischievous grin.
She smiled and closed her eyes, her heart still thundering in her chest. She couldn’t believe what she had just done. In her whole life, she had only been with two men, and she had dated them for months before allowing them to make love to her. She couldn’t even say she knew the man still inside her. For god’s sake, she didn’t even know his name.
She let out a dry laugh that sounded a bit more hysterical than intended.
“What?” he asked, finally sliding out of her and rolling next to her.
“I just realized I don’t even know your name. How the hell is that possible?” she asked, with a frown.
He shrugged. “I guess we had other things on our minds,” he dismissed her concern. “It’s not like we’ve had the most normal days, lately. My name is Rafaroy, by the way.”
She nodded. “Yes, I guess you’re right, Rafaroy. My name is Elena.”
“It’s a pleasure knowing you Elena,” he assured her, kissing her shoulder.
Chills of thrill rushed down her spine. “How come I feel a tickling sensation each time you kiss me?” she asked him, too intrigued.
“A tickling sensation? That’s the first time anyone mentions it to me. I have no idea what it is. Are you sure of it?” he asked her, more intrigued than her.
“Of course, I’m sure. I had never felt anything like that. And when you came inside me, the feeling was even more intense.”
He frowned. “We’re supposed to have nanocybots on our saliva and semen, as well as we have it in our blood, but they are supposed to die once they’re out of our bodies,” he explained.
“Well, perhaps they don’t die immediately,” she said, not sure how she felt having microscopic robots inside her.
“Yes, I guess. But it’s the first time a woman mentions this to me.”
“Well, perhaps I’m more sensitive than others,” she said, though she wasn’t convinced, there wasn’t much she could do about it, other than avoiding his touch. That possibility felt so wrong, she didn’t even consider it. She had never felt so much pleasure in her life, and she intended to enjoy it as much as she could.
He tilted his head to look at her. “Will you help me with my bandages? I would like to clean them up.”
She sat up. “Of course. We better take a good look at that wound.”
He got up as well and sat in front of her, staying still, while she unwrapped the bandage. Like he had told her, the wound was much better. The whole was at least half what it was, and one couldn’t see the bones anymore.
“This is so much better.”
“I told you it would be. I’ve survived worse wounds,” he assured her.
“I really don’t understand why they don’t use this technology on humans,” she said, once more.
“You didn’t seem to like the idea of having some of my nanocybots inside you,” he pointed out. “The problem with nanocybots is they have a mind of their one, and they will work as they decide is best for you, even if you don’t agree with their decision. Humans aren’t about to let that happen.”
She sighed. “Yes, I guess you’re right. Come, I’ll go with you to where the water is. I could use some to wash myself,” she suggested, getting up.
They spent the night in each other’s arms after making love again. Once more, the pleasure he conjured in her was mind blowing, and for some blissful minutes, she was able to forget the world around them and all the problems that came with it.
After eating the rabbit’s left over from the night before, they left the abandoned city. Fortunately, it had stopped snowing, so their journey across the woods wasn’t that unpleasant. It was still very cold, but as they were heading down the mountains, the weather wasn’t as bad.