Running From The Cyborg

By Anne Kane

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.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Changeling Press
• Release date: Sep 20, 2019

Anne Kane

Anne Kane lives in the beautiful Okanagan Valley with a bouncy little rescue dog whose breed defies description, an OCD Aussie Shepherd, 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 has published more than thirty stories in a variety of sub-genres, all with a happily ever after. She has two handsome sons and six adorable grandchildren and enjoys spending time with them whenever she can. Her hobbies, when she’s not playing with the characters in her head, include kayaking, hiking, swimming, playing guitar, singing and of course, reading.

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Chapter One

Jakob stalked toward her, two hundred plus pounds of 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. Caitlyn 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.

Caitlyn 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 Jakob’s anger with sex.

Hey. A girl had to use whatever worked.

Jakob stopped a bare arm’s length in front of her. If looks could kill, Caitlyn would 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, Jakob could be her downfall. Caitlyn 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. Caitlyn 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 Caitlyn complied, he took immediate advantage, plundering the depths with his tongue.

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

Caitlyn’s 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 Caitlyn 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? That 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. Caitlyn wanted Jakob, 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 Caitlyn’s 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. Caitlyn 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. Jakob looked magnificent in that moment, exuding a raw sexuality that sent a frisson of lust curling through her belly. Holding Caitlyn 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 ravished her mouth, tasting, exploring, and leaving her no doubt as to his intentions. Growling low in his throat, Jakob set her on her feet, letting her slide down the length of his body. He held Caitlyn tight against him with the thick bulge of