Mated To The Cyborgs

Men who loved me, protected me, respected me. Made me whole, just as I did for them. And a baby? That was my bonus prize

A number of warriors were in groups, eating and chatting. But my eyes were drawn only to my mates

I could be assertive at work and submissive behind closed doors. I just had to wonder once they found out about the baby if they’d treat me differently. I didn’t want them to stop dominating me in bed. Their alpha attitudes made me so hot I lost my mind. I was half afraid they wouldn’t spank me, or fuck me, for fear of hurting me or our unborn child.

I was so happy that I’d started waiting for the other shoe to drop

A woman should tell her men she’s having their baby on her own time, not because they’re damn mind readers.”

We were to meet them in the communal dining area. I was eager to see them, to tell them my news. I’d sworn Doctor Surnen to secrecy, but he was practically glowing, so I knew he wouldn’t last long

they recognized after they’d been rescued that stifling me wasn’t going to make me happy. Tyran had been right, the match meant I had to be myself, which was an independent woman

Once upon a time, I’d thought to tease Tyran by wearing orange or red or black. Any other color.
But the buzz of contentment he sent my way every time he or Hunt saw me wearing Zakar family colors killed the urge. Their happiness was my favorite drug

I accept your claim, warrior

You’ll go about your day knowing your mates are here for you. Waiting. Ready to kill for you, die for you. All because we love you.”