Running From the Cyborg by @AnneKane #scififantasy #romance

Running from the Cyborg

(Terras Five – Book Five)

By Anne Kane

Genres: Sci –Fi, Cyborgs, romance

http://www.AnneKane.com

She can run but she can’t hide from the sexy cyborg who has her in his sights.

Caitlyn: Gorgeous. Feisty. Human. A survivor in an unforgiving galaxy. Running from an enemy she can’t see for reasons she doesn’t understand. Whoever he is, he’s trying to kill her.

Jakob: Large. Mouthwateringly sexy. Loyal. Cyborg. Determined to find the female who seduced him, gave him a night he’d never forget, then disappeared before he woke. When he finally manages to catch up to her, he intends to do whatever it takes to keep her at his side.

Now for An Excerpt: 

Jakob stalked toward her, two hundred plus pounds of naked rippling muscle and attitude. His stiffly erect cock outlined in mouthwatering detail beneath his flight suit left little doubt as to what he wanted. Unfortunately, the glare he directed at her said he probably wanted to tan her hide first.

Not that she didn’t deserve it. She had snuck out on him without any explanation the last time they were together. Caitlyn had a feeling that cyborgs didn’t appreciate being tricked. Something to do with their manly image and all that.

She stood her ground, eyes darting wildly in all directions, seeking an escape route.

She let out a long sigh. Not happening. Not this time. He’d caught up to her on one of the smallest and most crowded space stations in the sector, leaving her with limited options. Only one viable one, really. Try to deflect his anger with sex.

Hey. A girl had to use whatever worked.

He stopped a bare arm’s length in front of her. If looks could kill, she’d be dead at his feet. He was still glaring when he pulled her into his arms and covered her lips with his mouth.

Damn he tasted good. Too good. If she weren’t careful, he could be her downfall. She wanted to run away and hide almost as much as she wanted to spread herself naked beneath him.

This was crazy. Totally, completely, utterly crazy. She was acting like some lovesick idiot, not a grown woman who had been taking care of herself since she was orphaned at the age of fourteen.

Jakob gentled his hold and ran his tongue across the seam of her lips, coaxing her to open. When she complied, he took immediate advantage, plundering the depths with his tongue.

She resisted for the merest fraction of a second before melting against his warm bulk, reveling in the feeling of his hard body against her.

Her reaction to Jakob confused her. She’d never felt this kind of connection to a male before, cyborg or human. Never cared beyond the gratification of the physical act of joining. Too much was at stake to let herself get carried away with sentimental nonsense like love and happily ever after.

Hell, that was one of the reasons she preferred to satisfy her amorous side with cyborgs. Cyborgs were sensible when it came to sex. They were generally happy to play; love them and leave them. Cyborgs didn’t do forever, which left a big question unanswered.

Why had Jakob pursued her across the vast reaches of the galaxy? This wasn’t supposed to happen.

She sighed, stretching her arms up to wrap them around his neck. Lust swept through her in a deliciously warm wave. To hell with expectations and unanswered questions. She wanted him, and by the size of that bulge in his flight suit, he wanted her just as much. She could afford to take the time to satisfy that need before she abandoned him again.

As if sensing her surrender, Jakob scooped her up in his arms, striding through the crowd on the automated walkway. The tavern just beyond had private rooms available. It looked like that was where they were heading, which suited her just fine. She wasn’t sure if she’d be able to make it all the way back to his ship without doing something deliciously naughty.

Like sticking her hands between them and stroking that monster of a hard-on?

Jakob lifted his head. Something dark and dangerous glittered in the depths of his eyes. “What the hell were you thinking, running off like that? You didn’t even bother to say goodbye.”

So, he hadn’t quite gotten over that yet. Caitlyn raised her brows, refusing to surrender to his anger. “Goodbyes are overrated. I’m not one of your Terras Five breeders. I can take care of myself just fine, and I don’t owe you any explanations.”

“The hell you don’t.” He looked magnificent in that moment, exuding a raw sexuality, that sent a frisson of lust curling through her belly. Holding her close, he kicked the door to the tavern open and made straight for the back rooms, nodding to the barkeep on his way past. “I wasted the last moon cycle tracking you down.”

Shouldering his way into a private room, he lowered his head, reclaiming her lips. The kiss was pure alpha male, dominant and demanding. He ravaged her mouth, tasting, exploring, leaving her no doubt as to his intentions. Growling low in his throat, he set her on her feet, letting her slide down the length of his body. Holding her tight against him with the thick bulge of his cock pressed into her belly, his hands roamed her body. He pushed her shirt aside to explore the naked skin beneath.

She sighed, melting against him as she realized just how aroused he was. Angry and aroused. A very dangerous combination in a cyborg. She should be scared, but the heat radiating up from her loins left little room for anything but lust. She’d had other lovers, but none had ever left her feeling this raw hunger.

She moved against him, shaping her body to his as she returned his kiss with an intense passion. Rubbing her body against his, she played a dangerous game, taunting him with her own lust.

She didn’t care. She wanted him, wanted to feel his hard cock inside her, wanted to feel his hands moving over her burning flesh. She moaned and squirmed against his hard body.

Consequences be damned. She needed this.

He pulled his mouth away from her lips. “Strip.”

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About the Author: 

Anne Kane lives in the beautiful Okanagan Valley with a bouncy little rescue dog who’s breed defies description, a cantankerous Himalayan cat, and too many fish to count. She spent many years trying to fit in and act normal, but finally gave up the effort. She started writing romance in 2008, and her fate was sealed when she won a publishing contract with Red Sage Publishing and just a month later Changeling Press accepted her first submission. Since then she had published more than thirty stories in a variety of sub-genres, all with a happily ever after.

Her hobbies, when she’s not playing with the characters in her head, include kayaking, hiking, swimming, playing guitar, singing and of course, reading.

You can find Anne around the web at:

Website: http://www.AnneKane.com

Blog: http://annekane.wordpress.com

Twitter: www.twitter.com/annekane

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/anne.kane.author



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Her Cyborg Champion by Anne Kane #sff #romance #cyborgs #changelingpress

Her Cyborg Champion

(Terras Five – Book Four)

By Anne Kane

Genres: Sci –Fi, Cyborgs, romance

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An intergalactic game of hide and seek, with a sexy human female as the prize.

Zoe is five feet, six inches of green-eyed, red-haired militant activist. A deeply ingrained need to help those who can’t help themselves -- human and otherwise -- motivates her every move. She snuck into the Mailon research facility to investigate rumors of experiments being conducted on a rare and highly intelligent species of sentient mammals. Now she finds herself in need of help to rescue one very sick little battle rat.

Greyson is six and a half feet of ruggedly muscular cyborg with a penchant for violence. He loves to fight, and he fights to win. What he hates is being sent to the Mailon research facility on a petty errand. When he catches a glimpse of a former lover flitting around the facility like an impossibly sexy cat burglar, he is intrigued. What is the saucy little wench up to, and why is she stalking him through the corridors of the alien laboratory?





EXCERPT

“So what’s the plan?” Greyson swiveled the command seat to look at his passenger. Passengers, actually. Since bringing the bedraggled little bundle of fur aboard, he’d come to realize that the battle rat was definitely a sentient being, and understood most, if not all of what was being discussed.

She might not look like much, and he certainly didn’t expect the battle rat to be an asset in an actual battle but she was starting to grow on him. Who would have believed he had a compassionate side? Certainly none of his platoon mates in the outer rim battalion!

Zoe let out a long sigh. “I hadn’t actually got past the part where I used your trip to the research facility to facilitate getting her out of there. I’d like to take her back to her home, to her own kind but I have no idea where that is.”

Greyson titled his head to study her. “So how did you find out she was in the facility?”

“Mailon carelessness. They did a news release on some new tech development and she showed up in the background of one of the info shots. One of my contacts sent me a still frame of it, and the location of the facility. They knew I’d find a way to get her out of there.”

“So why didn’t you just go for the usual media route to get her freed?”

Zoe shook her head. “Wouldn’t work. The Mailons have a lot of clout with the big stations and they’d be leery of airing anything that might cut off the gravy train. These little critters might be cute, but they don’t have any hard currency to barter with.”

Greyson reached down to scoop up the battle rat. The little creature cooed at him. She sounded happy, although for all he knew maybe that sound was her battle cry. She batted her eyelids at him, and he chuckled. If he didn’t know better, he’d think she was playing coy.

He looked over at Zoe. “You should give her a name. We can’t keep calling her ‘the thing.’”

Zoe shrugged, her attention on the star chart dancing in the air in front of her. “I would imagine she has a name. We just have no idea of what it is.”

“Well, she needs a name we can pronounce.”

Zoe let go of the star chart and it blinked out of existence. She glided over to his side with a graceful movement that set his libido in gear. It took more than a little self-control to quash the urge to take her in his arms and ravish her.

Again.

They’d done little else in the time they’d been cooped up together on his shuttle. In his defense there wasn’t a lot else to do as the ship hurtled through space on auto-pilot. It wasn’t outfitted for entertaining. As a bonus, Zoe seemed to derive as much, or more, satisfaction from their erotic activities as he did.

She cocked her head and studied the creature. “How about Joan? As in Joan of Arc from the stories from Old Earth? I don’t recall the whole story but she was a female warrior of some sort. It seems suitable for a battle rat.”

Greyson still had his doubts about the thing’s ability to defend itself, let alone wage battle but he saw no reason to bring that up. He reached out to ruffle her fur. “Joan it is. What do you think of your new name?”

As if she understood the conversation, the newly named Joan chortled happily and bounced up his arm to drape herself across the back of the command chair.

“I think she’s adopted you.” Zoe grinned at him.

“You might try explaining to her that you were the one who rescued her.” No way was he going to admit that he enjoyed the little fur ball’s company.

“Nope. Too late. She’s bonding with you. Maybe we won’t have to worry about where her home is.”

“Well right now we’re on course to the supply station in the Gliese system. Once we get there we need to figure out where we’re going next. “

“Where were you heading before I interrupted your plans?”

“Terras Five, but I’m not sure you want to go there with me.”

Zoe wrinkled her nose.

Gods. Even that small gesture went straight to his groin.

“Have to say you have a point there. Maybe you could drop me off on one of the human space stations? There must be one in the vicinity.”

“There is, but it’s a military facility. I’m not sure you’d pass their security clearances. I seem to recall you have a bit of a checkered history.”

She waved her hand dismissively. “I have a couple of alternate sets of I.D. I’m sure I’ll be fine.”

He arched his brow. “There’s also the other problem with that idea. What if I don’t think it’s a good idea to leave you on a base crowded with testosterone-driven males?”

She laughed. “Are you serious? You think they’d be worse than you? We barely keep our clothes on long enough to eat.”

“On the contrary, I think they’d be exactly like me -- which is why I object.” He leaned back in his chair and grinned up at her. “Although they wouldn’t be as proficient at the sensual arts of course. I’m sure you’d be disappointed.”




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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Anne Kane lives in the beautiful Okanagan Valley with a bouncy little rescue dog who’s breed defies description, a cantankerous Himalayan cat, and too many fish to count. She spent many years trying to fit in and act normal, but finally gave up the effort. She started writing romance in 2008, and her fate was sealed when she won a publishing contract with Red Sage Publishing and just a month later Changeling Press accepted her first submission. Since then she had published more than thirty stories in a variety of sub-genres, all with a happily ever after.

Her hobbies, when she’s not playing with the characters in her head, include kayaking, hiking, swimming, playing guitar, singing and of course, reading.
You can find Anne around the web at:

Website: http://www.AnneKane.com

Blog: http://annekane.wordpress.com

Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/annekane

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/anne.kane.author



Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/Annekane