Authors: Laurann Dohner
you, right?”
“I won’t hurt you, Megan. There are things I wished to experience with the bots but
they aren’t easily mobile as you are.”
“Can you tell me what you want to do?”
“You’re not behaving as a bot.” He frowned. “I’m willing to do anything to protect
you, even live with you if you understand we can’t get attached to each other, but for it
to be a successful partnership you need to go along with the plan we have set forth.”
“Plan? You mean act as if I’m a bot so it’s easier for you to pretend I’m not real?”
He frowned at her. “It is to remind you as well that this is a partnership and not a
relationship.”
“You’re not treating me as if I’m a bot—in my defense.”
His lips curved and amusement lit his blue eyes. “How would you know?”
Double shit!
I have to watch what I say or he’s going to figure out I watched him do them.
“You never damaged them.”
“I have no intention of harming you in any way.” He approached her instead of
having her come to him. “I couldn’t stand to watch you hit, so use logic.”
“You won’t hurt me?”
“I won’t hurt you,” he confirmed softly. “Put your hands together in front of you,
wrists together as if you were going to pray to your God.”
Hesitation was instant but then she did as he demanded. She lifted her arms and
entwined her fingers together, locking her palms at face level. Ice started to wrap the
soft material around her wrists, securing them together firmly but not tight enough to
cut off circulation to her hands. She had to admit to feeling strong curiosity but no
longer any fear. He tied it off and then stepped back, tugging on her to follow him. She
was leashed by the long trailing end that he held in his hand.
He led her to the cleansing unit and stepped inside, leading her into the small space
with him. She wondered what they were doing in there unless he had a sudden urge to
get clean but he didn’t activate the wall to start the foam. Instead he maneuvered until
her back pressed against the wall with her facing him. He reached up and she lifted her
chin to watch as he threw the ropelike belt over a hook near the ceiling. He had to lean
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against her and go up on tiptoe to reach it to make that toss but he did it. Her heart
pounded, having no clue what he’d do or what he had planned.
He lowered to stand in front of her and held the belt with one raised hand. Their
gazes locked and she suddenly gasped as he lowered that arm, his biceps straining as
he used his strength to pull down on it while it lifted her body from the floor. His other
hand slipped around her waist, taking most of her weight off her wrists.
“What―”
“Quiet,” he ordered in a rough voice. “Reach up and grab the bar above you.”
She dangled inches from the floor, her arms above her head, the belt being used as a
pulley system from the hook above. She bit her lip, staring at him, and then gasped as
he lowered his arm more, wrapping the belt around his wrist, twist after twist, inching
her higher from the floor.
Megan had guessed that cyborgs were strong but he literally held all of her weight
with his left arm and the one around her waist. She suddenly knew how a puppet felt
as he pulled her higher. He didn’t stop until her breasts were level with his mouth. He
stared at them and then leaned in, his mouth closing over one. She fumbled for the bar,
her fingers frantically grabbed hold, clenching it.
“Oh God,” she moaned.
Ice’s mouth wasn’t gentle. It was hot, wet, and he sucked on her nipple hard. The
sensation that rippled through her brought sheer pleasure. His arm slid away from her
waist and his now-free hand gripped her thigh, caressing upward until his thumb
pressed against her pussy.
He shifted his hand and then his fingers cupped her mound, holding her there
firmly as his teeth nipped her in a shocking jolt of something akin to pain but it didn’t
exactly hurt. It was erotic as hell and her body responded full force. She realized how
wet she’d grown when his fingers slid between her sex lips and he played with the
slippery moisture that came from her. He groaned against her breast and released it,
going for the other one.
“Ice,” she moaned.
He didn’t respond verbally but two of his fingers suddenly drove up inside her
pussy as his mouth sucked harder on her nipple. Pleasure seared through her and the
cool wall behind her made her even more aware of how much warmth his skin radiated
where it pressed against her stomach as he leaned in more, finger-fucking her harder
and faster. His mouth played hell on her nipple.
“Yes,” she moaned.
Ice suddenly froze, his fingers slowly withdrew from her pussy and his mouth left
her breast. Megan opened her eyes to stare into his gorgeous ones below her since he’d
lifted her above his head. He lowered her slightly and she let her gaze follow his to his
erect cock until he had her dangling hip to hip with him. They stared at each other.
“I can do anything to you. Does that turn you on? You’re so damn wet.”
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She cleared her throat. “Yes,” she admitted honestly. “You’re so damn strong too
and that really makes me hotter.”
“I admit that your delicateness makes me hurt with need. You’re so unlike cyborg
women. I really find you fascinating and no woman has ever made me long to possess
her the way I do you.”
His free arm slid between her thighs, lifting one of them up over his forearm, and
his body moved closer so her knee bent against his rib cage. He adjusted his hips and
pressed his cock right against her vaginal entrance, never looking away from her gaze
once.
“If there is sheer pleasure, you are it, Megan.” He slowly pressed forward, entering
her.
Megan closed her eyes in pure ecstasy as he stretched her, filled her with that hard,
thick length of his cock. She forced them open though and stared back into his heated
gaze. “You’re a dangerous man, Ice. You make me feel too much, since we’re being so
honest.”
He sank in deeper, lowering her weight just slightly as his leg brushed her other
one aside to drape over his thigh. It spread her legs wider open to his hips and cock. He
buried his cock totally inside her body. She could feel his full length sheathed inside
her. The heavenly sensation had her moaning louder.
“I’m going to fuck you, baby.” He paused, tilting his head just slightly. “And then
I’m going to do the one thing I’ve wanted to most since I first touched you.”
“What?” Her voice shook a little and she had no idea what he thought or wanted.
“I’m going to come inside you and fill you with my mark. You’re my bot, Megan,
and I’m going to keep you for a while.”
“I can live with that.” She lifted her chin. “Will you kiss me?”
“I’m going to do everything to you.” He lowered his mouth, taking possession of
hers.
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Cyborgs should have been banned on Earth just for the sinful way they could kiss.
Megan moaned and tried to not bite Ice as he proceeded to fuck her hard and deep. She
hung there helpless, pinned against the cold cleansing-unit wall, and could only feel
pure ecstasy on so many levels that it overwhelmed her.
Hanging by her arms made her more aware of so many things like how his body
rubbed against hers with every upward drive of his hips hammering her and, being
unable to move, she could just feel. He tore his mouth from hers and went for her
throat. His teeth raked the side of her neck and then bit down. He didn’t bite her hard
enough to hurt but it sent shock waves throughout her system with the firm, erotic grip
he kept. He moaned with her as he slowed the pace and released her neck.
“Wrap your legs around me.”
He helped her, shifting her leg until she locked her ankles behind his spine. His
beefy ass helped keep her heels from sliding down his body. His arm hooked under her
ass as his other arm lifted her a few inches higher until they were perfectly aligned. He
drove into her faster again but tilted her hips just enough that her clit rubbed against
him.
“Oh God, Ice,” she moaned, letting her face rest on his broad shoulder. She fought
the urge to bite him back.
She came hard, the climax tearing through her body, and her teeth sank into his
skin. He jerked against her, his body tensing, and then a loud groan tore from his lips as
he pressed her tighter to the wall, nearly crushing her there, and she could feel him
inside her as he came. Heat and pressure spread inside her vagina and she shivered at
the extra sensation of pleasure. He backed off enough for her to gasp in air now that she
wasn’t compressed to the wall. She released him from her teeth and stared at the bite
mark on his light-gray skin.
“I’m sorry,” she panted.
“I’m not.” His voice deepened into a rumble next to her ear as he nuzzled her with
the side of his face. His breath tickled her neck as he turned his head and their gazes
locked.
“I bit you.”
“It made me come harder.”
“You like a little pain with your pleasure, huh?”
He flashed a grin. “I guess that I do. I never knew that about myself before but if
that was an indication, then yes.”
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“Too bad you had me tied up then because I have a feeling I would have clawed
you with my nails because of how damn good you feel inside me then.”
His arm adjusted from under her ass to around her waist, anchoring her securely
against his body as the tension on her wrists suddenly abated. She glanced away from
him to watch him unwind the belt from his wrist. She saw dark marks there from it but
then got distracted as her arms lowered and blood flowed back to her limbs. Her wrists
were still bound together so she just slipped her arms over his head, holding him as she
met his gaze again. He had the most beautiful eyes she’d ever seen.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
She shook her head, not looking away from him. “No. I enjoyed the hell out of that
but I do love to touch you.”
“You will get to do that often since we now share living space. I promised you food
and I need to go get it if you wish to eat.” He paused. “Let me go. I’ll put you down and
untie you. We’ll cleanse together.”
She hated to release him but grudgingly lifted her arms as he slid her down his
body when she unlocked her legs from his hips. Her feet touched the floor and he
stepped back, releasing her waist. In seconds, he freed her wrists. She saw the marks
but she doubted it would bruise since the material was soft and thick enough to have
supported her weight. She glanced at his wrist, seeing the marks from where he’d held
her weight already disappearing.
“Close your eyes,” he warned as he reached behind them to toss away the belt and
hit the button to raise the wall that enclosed them totally in the tight space of the
cleansing unit.
She barely did it before he hit the button and foam sprayed them both. He moved
back a little so it went between them. She shivered when the foam melted on her
oversensitive flesh, tickling her skin slightly.
“I don’t think a cleansing has ever been such an experience.”
He chuckled. “I am growing hard again but you need food.”
Food. She sighed. She’d totally lost track of time since she’d left
Folion
. She didn’t
know if it was night or day but she’d only eaten once in that time. Her stomach
rumbled at the thought of food and knew the next tray coming into his room wouldn’t
be drugged. She trusted Ice not to harm her or allow her to be hurt.
She looked up at him when the foam had totally melted, staring into his handsome
features above hers, and watched him look down at her. She bit her lip and then
reached for him, putting her hands on his chest, loving the feel of firm, warm skin
under her fingertips.
“You’re not acting the way a bot would at this moment.” He studied her eyes but
his lips curved into a smile.
He didn’t look upset or unhappy as Megan studied his features carefully. “Do you
want me to not touch you, Ice? Act more robotic? I can.”
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He took a deep breath and shook his head. “I enjoy our exchanges but we just won’t
get involved emotionally.”
Right
, she thought.
I’m falling in love with you.
“The sex between us is great. We
won’t get involved emotionally,” she repeated softly, happy he didn’t touch her pulse
to detect that lie. “We can make this work, Ice.”
Something sparkled in his gaze and then he smiled. “I will try it. You have no
qualms using sex to gain what you want, do you?”
“Not when it comes to you,” she admitted honestly. “Believe it or not but I’ve never
before gone after a man to get him to have sex with me the way I have you. You’re the
first.”
He reached back, hit the button that freed them from the cleansing unit, and took a
step out of it, reaching for towels. “I have a feeling that we are going to be a first for
each other in a lot of ways.”
“It could be fun.”
“So far I am deeply enjoying your company.” He handed her a towel. “I am going