Dark

Galactic Cyborg Heat Series, #2

Note to Readers:  If you love the work of Anna Hackett  and Eve Langlais you will love this!

If you are looking for strong dominant male characters and females who can hold their own, with hot steamy sex you just found it.  Enjoy!!

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Mackensie Navarelli knew all about life.   She'd had it thrown at her more than once.  A child prodigy, who had been pushed and pulled all her life.   Love.   Who needed it?   They used it to get what they wanted.    And men were worse.  No sex without love, that was her rule.   And still it fucked her, every single time.  WTF!  Trusting someone only ended up one way in her experience.  With her, In the shit.   The last one cost her her dream job and her savings.  Well no more.  She'd had it.  No more miss nice.  She was good at her job, dam good.  She'd spent years qualifying in some of the best fields of medicine and research, only to have her perfect job snatched from her hands by a cheating lover who submitted her work as his. 

Just thinking about it made her want to break every oath she'd ever taken. 

She was 28 and still as naive as ever.  Would she never learn?  She needed a fresh start to a new post.  Just what the doctor ordered.  They needed a specialist urgently.  She could do celibacy,   It couldn't be any worse.  Could it?  Frying pan or fire?  No dam it.  She would be the master of her life ....

Dark.  His chosen name for good reason.  His unique Cyborg abilities allowed him to go unseen.  Unheard.  Deadly.  He had accomplished the worst that had been asked of him without question.  He'd been a life taker and a heart breaker.   Females liked his size in every aspect.  He'd enjoyed servicing them but felt nothing for them.  No connection.  No need.  He was a soldier.  He followed orders. 

From his first kill at 14 years into his creation, to the last, 57 years later.  His Cyborg cybernetics prevented him from ageing beyond optimal performance, 32 years. 

He was just as strong, just as deadly as the first day he breathed on his own.   Now, he was free.  Free to choose.  Free to live.   He and his brothers searched for others of their kind.   A chance encounter for their leader, led them in a direction they thought impossible.  It gave them hope for a future they'd never expected.  A connection to the world, not have thought possible.  Mates.  Dark knew he would never find one.  He did not understand females.  Did not need them.  He could pleasure them, give then what they needed and leave.  He understood duty.

A raid by pirates in their part of the Universe on a Space Station outpost of civilians, while helping the boss's new mate, had ended with the Cyborg Empire declaring itself.  Bringing the power of the Cyborg Nation to their aid and the notice of the Multi-World coalition and Earth Corp. 

It would take years to re-build and heal, the people would need help.  The Empire would make sure they got it and kill anyone who got in their way.   It took time.

Mac, opened the door of her cabin looking for the liaison she'd expected.  A mass of tall dark and deadly stood in her way.  She looked up and kept going.  Her body heated, her mouth dry.  "Holy shit your big."  Slipped out .....

But time was nothing to Cyborgs.  They had plenty of it.

And they now intended to have it all ..