Choosing Chuckles – Third Scene Of The First Chapter
Choosing Chuckles, the next cyborg romance, releases on March 19th (It is available for pre-order now). While we wait, I’m sharing the first chapter.
Read the first scene here: http://tasteofcyn.com/2019/02/18/choosing-chuckles-first-scene-of-the-first-chapter/
This week, I’m sharing the third scene of that first chapter.
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Fraggin’ hole. He’d found his female, the one being
genetically compatible with him, and not only was she human, the most
untrustworthy of all species in the universe, but she was a blatant deceiver.
“It’s a trap.” Chuckles stated that obvious truth. His
female was luring beings in, seeking to profit from them in some way.
“It is a recording,” Captain’s female admitted. “But it
seems to have been sent from a shuttle craft.”
She put the vessel’s location on the main viewscreen also.
His female was close, less than a planet rotation of travel
away from him. Chuckles leaned forward, unable to take his gaze off the still
image of her beautiful face, intrigued despite his misgivings.
“We could communicate with her, concealing our transmission
location,” North suggested.
“Dissent could communicate with her.” Captain’s female
studied the J Model. “He looks almost human. I could doctor his image, remove
his model number. No one would know he was a cyborg.”
That was not happening. “I am communicating with her,”
Chuckles announced. No other male was speaking with his female.
All heads turned in his direction. Captain’s female and the
males stared at him. Doc, the ship’s medic, held up a handheld. The cyborg was
scanning him, looking for damage.
Chuckles glowered back at them. “That’s my role.” He was the
Communications Officer.
“She’ll take one look at you and realize you’re a cyborg.”
Captain pointed that out to him.
That was true. Chuckles was an earlier model, had the gray
skin, brilliant blue eyes of his kind. His deceitful female would know he was a
cyborg.
“If Dissent communicates with her—”
“I’m communicating with her.” Chuckles barked. “That’s
non-negotiable.”
What the frag are you doing, fellow D Model? Truth asked him
through a private transmission line. You don’t use phrases like non-negotiable
with the Captain. He’ll toss you off the ship.
Captain’s jaw was clenched.
Chuckles’ processors whirred. “We’ll block my image,
Captain. If she legitimately requires assistance, lack of a visual shouldn’t
dissuade her from accepting it.”
He was retrieving her whether it was a trick or not.
Chuckles had already decided that. He’d capture her and lock her in his
chamber. Permanently. He’d ensure her lies and deception didn’t harm any other
being ever again.
Captain narrowed his eyes at Chuckles. That response didn’t
bode well.
“Chuckles is right.” Captain’s female, unexpectedly, came to
his defense. “That will tell us immediately if her distress call is a ruse.”
She winked at Chuckles, like they shared a secret.
Chuckles frowned back at her, not processing what that
secret was.
Captain looked at his female and then at Chuckles.
“Chuckles, you can communicate with her.” He authorized that action. “Make the
necessary arrangements.”
That took mere moments. Captain’s female assisted with
hiding the transmission trail. Chuckles blocked his image.
Then he hailed his female, his heart pounding. Small talk,
that useless exchange of non-essential information humans seemed to enjoy,
wasn’t his strength. His female’s distress message had been chatty. She’d want
words from him.
“Hello. Hi.” His female appeared on the screen, disregarding
all hailing conventions.
Her multi-colored hair was now pulled into one bundle on the
top of her head. Her flight suit was bright pink. A matching strip of fabric
encircled her neck. Small pink stones decorated it, adding the sparkle she
seemed to like.
“Is someone there? Please tell me you’re there.” She clasped
her hands, her eyes wide with feigned concern. “Please. Please answer me. I’m
alone and so very scared.”
Her act was over the top. Did she think beings were that
stupid? “This is Chuckles.” He scrubbed all emotion from his voice. “Do you
require assistance?”
“Chuckles. Ohhh…that’s a great name.” She placed one of her
hands over her even more prominently displayed breasts, her curves one jiggle
away from escaping her flight suit. “So different. So”—she blew out her
breath—“male.”
Chuckles envisioned her pursed lips wrapped around his cock
and his need for her escalated, drumming at him, a primal beat repeating “Mine.
Mine. Mine.” over and over.
But he was a cyborg—part human, part machine—and his lust
for her hadn’t disconnected his processors. His female was playing the role of
temptress, was using her powers of seduction as a weapon against him.
“Do you require assistance?” He repeated his question.
“I can’t see you, Chuckles.” She said his name as though she
found release merely forming the syllables.
That appealed to him. He shifted in his seat, his body armor
uncomfortably tight.
“And I want to see you.” She squeezed her breasts together,
deepening the valley between them. “I want to put a face to your sexy voice.”
This female is too much. Truth laughed through the
transmission lines.
Chuckles glared at him. No one should be speaking about his
female. “I’m unable to send you a visual.” Because she was a lying deceitful
human and might use the information to damage him and his brethren. “Is that an
issue?”
“Of course not.” The female played with the lapels of her
flight suit, drawing attention to the sparkling skin displayed there. If
Chuckles hadn’t been a cyborg, capable of moving his gaze quickly, he might
have missed the flicker of uncertainty in her blue eyes.
The female didn’t like not having a visual. She wanted to
see who she was trapping, preferred to have that information to prepare for his
arrival.
While he found her treachery abhorrent, he approved of her
caution.
“What is your name, female?” A name would aid him when he
searched the databases for her.
Not that she would give him her real name.
“My name’s Bettina.” Her eyes widened a fraction as though
that statement had caught her by surprise. “But you can call me Baby.” Her
eyelashes fluttered.
Chuckles frowned. Why would he refer to her as a human
offspring?
“You sound like a big male, Chuckles.” She purred that
observation. “Are you big?” Her tongue, small and pink and enticing, glided
over her bottom lip. “All over?”
“Yes.” Being an early model cyborg, he was much larger than
the tallest human male. Every part of him was proportional.
“I like that.” Bettina touched the swell of her breasts
again. “You talk like a warrior, all decisive and grrr…” He wasn’t certain what
that sexy growl meant but the sound excited his already highly stimulated form.
“Are you a warrior?”
“Yes.” Chuckles wasn’t the warrior he once was, but he could
defeat any human. He could protect her if that was needed.
Read the next installment (Available March 11th): http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=6780
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Choosing Chuckles_ebookx2_300dpi (1)Choosing Chuckles
A Cynical Cyborg Meets A Bad, Bad Female.
Chuckles hates all humans. In the past, humans betrayed him. That treachery caused permanent damage to his muscular form, resulting in a lifespan of pain.
When the primitive D Model cyborg answers a distress call sent by a pink-and-blue haired, sparkly human female, he knows it’s a trap. He still has to respond to her fake cry for help. She belongs to him, is the one being genetically fabricated for him. But he plans to be her captor, not her captive.
Bettina, aka Bait, works with a team of females, snaring sexual predators in space, seizing their ships and transporting them to primitive planets. As soon as she speaks with Chuckles, she knows he’s not like the others. He has honor, is a being worthy of respect, of caring.
But she can’t let him go. She has to trap him. His dominance thrills her. His deep voice evokes desires she’d never experienced in the past. She’ll risk it all, breaking every rule for one wild encounter with the male she calls Sir.
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