Tuesday, December 8, 2015

#BookBlast - Mated with the Cyborg

Mated with the Cyborg

by Cara Bristol


Kai Andros’s orders were simple. Get in. Gather the intel on the terrorist organization. Get out.

Then he met her. Mariska. Beautiful. Innocent. Ignorant of her father’s atrocities. And marked for

His orders said nothing about saving her. But he did. He went off-mission.

Can a rogue cyborg outrun both Cyber Operations and the terrorists to save the woman he


EXCERPTS (Please choose only ONE to use with your post):

Mariska’s dress dragged along the metal floor as she headed for the general’s receiving room.

People glanced at R981, but the android could have been alone for all the notice they paid her.

Her veil seemed to render her invisible.

If only she could truly disappear. Years had passed since the last summons. Why had her father

called her? Nervousness slickened her palms, and she had to concentrate to avoid wiping them

and leaving a telltale stain on her clothing. The only thing worse than being afraid was showing

it. At least her voluminous skirt hid her wobbling knees. Outside her father’s fortified

headquarters, she halted and took a deep breath. I can do this. I can do this.

“You are nervous,” stated R981 in his stilted, but gravelly voice. No other android had vocals

like his. His rumbling tone vibrated through her in a most disturbing way.

“No, I’m not,” she quickly refuted. Fear was a flaw. Flaws were punished. Although R981 was

assigned to her, he had been programmed to report misbehavior and anomalies to her father.

The solid black orbs of his robotic eyes blinked once. “I detect pupil constriction, increased

perspiration and respiration, which indicate fear.”

“I believe you are mistaken and require a full diagnostic. How long has it been since your last

“I am a new model entered into service five weeks ago. I do not require maintenance for another

She needed to shore up her courage, but R981 pulled open the door, making it clear he served

her father. Just like the other droids.

Her father pushed back his chair and patted Janai’s head before rounding on Mariska.

She dropped her gaze to the floor. Her stomach was already there. Show no fear. Show no fear.

She attempted to rise, but her feet tangled in her skirt. R981’s arm shot out as if to keep her

“What are you doing?” Obido glared at the android.

“I am performing my duty and assisting her,” he replied.

“Your duty is to report to me.” Her father confirmed what she’d suspected.

It sounded like R981 was arguing. The general must have thought too also, because his eyes

narrowed on the android, but then he jerked his attention back to her. “Remove your scarf.”

No one had seen her face since she was a child teased to tears by her siblings. It had been a

relief to be ordered to wear the veil to spare the sensibilities of others and escape their horrified

looks. While bathing, she avoided the reflection glass and its taunting reminder of her ugliness.

Stomach clenching into a hard knot, she released the opaque fabric from one side of her

 Her father grimaced, and Janai, who’d never seen her naked face, gasped.

 Mariska held her head high and stared straight ahead.

HOLY HELL! KAI Andros almost fell over.  This was what Lamis-Odg considered deformed,

ugly? Fortunately, his black contact lenses concealed most of his shock.  Intel intercepted by

Cyber Operations had reported the fifth daughter of one of the most infamous terrorists had a

“significant facial defect.” Her eight sisters had been married—mated was the term these people

used—but no one wanted her, fearing she would produce hideous offspring.

He hadn’t seen her face until now.

In the genetic game of chance, Mariska had been dealt a royal flush. She was fucking

Don’t gawk! A real android wouldn’t react, but as a cyborg, a red-blooded heterosexual man

working undercover as a robot, how could he not?

Some might have cheered Mariska’s impending demise. The organization’s brutality had incited

a backlash of negative sentiment against all its members. Many espoused the notion that the

only good Lamis-Odg was a dead Lamis-Odg.

Kai couldn’t buy into that. Mariska had been no party to the actions of her father or Lamani. She

was vulnerable. Innocent. But not stupid or cowardly. In the month spent observing her, her

quiet fortitude and inner strength had impressed him. Even before he’d caught the shocking

glimpse of her face, he’d been struck by her beautiful eyes. A rich shade of melted caramel,

fringed by dark lashes. Expressive in their attempt not to be. She didn’t trust him.

Her wariness pierced him in a way it shouldn’t. She was a person of interest and her emotions

shouldn’t impact his decision-making. And in fact, she was wise to be suspicious. Obido had

bugged her quarters and employed spybots to keep tabs on her. While Kai wouldn’t intentionally

harm her, he would manipulate her to obtain whatever information he could on Lamis-Odg.

The reign of terror had to be stopped.  Direct intervention in Mariska fate jeopardized that goal.

Doing nothing was the right thing to do. Sacrifices had to be made for the greater good.

Why did he feel like he was no better than Obido?

When they rounded the corner to the gangway entrance two guards—Lamis-Odg, not

androids—snapped to attention, weapons drawn. “Halt!” one of them cried.

“It’s okay; he’s with me,” Mariska said.

While one guard leveled his weapon, the other scanned him. “The android is not authorized to

“He’s not boarding; he’s loading my luggage. He’ll disembark after he carries it to my

“Negative. He shall remain here.” The guard motioned. “Leave the cases.”

Kai set the bags down, and the sentry scanned them. “Clear,” he announced. He jerked his

head at Mariska. “You may take them now.”

She dragged one toward the craft.

“My duty is to serve the daughter of Obido. Allow me to set the bags inside the door. I shall not

The two guards glanced at each other and shrugged. “All right.”

Under armed watch, he deposited both bags inside the portal.  There was nothing else he could

do.  He sought Mariska’s gaze. Don’t go. “Have a safe flight.”

She boarded. Kai stomped down the gangway.


Multi-published, Cara Bristol is the author of more than 23 erotic romance titles. She writes

science fiction, contemporary, and paranormal erotic romance. No matter what the subgenre,

one thing remains constant: her emphasis on character-driven seriously hot erotic stories with

sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara has lived many places in the United

States, but currently lives in Missouri with her husband. She has two grown stepkids. When

she’s not writing, she enjoys reading and traveling.

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