Authors: Laurann Dohner
until that freight carrier slammed into us.”
He released her and leaned back, staring into her eyes. “You could have chosen
another male. There are plenty of us onboard.”
“I wanted you.” She hated to admit the truth to him but she did. She’d said she’d
give him that and she was. “You’re the one I dreamed about sometimes in my bunk.”
Interest sparked in his eyes. “What kind of dreams?”
She hesitated. “Sexual fantasies.”
He reached for her, gripped her leg, and Megan gasped as he pulled her flat on her
back on the bed and came down on top of her, pinning her under his body in a few
heartbeats. She reached up and curved her fingers around his shoulders, staring up into
his handsome face. She really enjoyed the feel of the muscular cyborg on top of her,
trapping her under him. He was careful not to apply too much weight so she didn’t
have difficulty breathing but she knew she couldn’t get out from under him either.
“What kind of sexual fantasies?”
She grinned. “You really want to know?”
“I asked.”
“I dreamed about you naked and fucking me. My favorite dream has always been
me straddling your lap and riding you.”
He turned them, rolling onto his back, putting her on top of him, and adjusted her
on his lap. “Sit up.”
She did and stared down at his chest as he lifted up a little and reached for his shirt,
which he opened to reveal that wonderful chest of his. Then his fingers worked on the
front of his pants, getting them open, and she scooted back on his thighs as he pushed
them down enough to free his hard cock. Her gaze lifted to his.
“Ride me then. I would hate for you to have an unfulfilled fantasy.”
“I love it when a man wants to make all my dreams come true.”
She tugged her shirt over her head and tossed it away to reveal her nakedness. She
reached for his stiff cock, running her fingertips over the hot length, enjoying the feel of
his hard arousal.
Ice closed his eyes, his chin lifting as he arched his hips into her exploring hands. “I
enjoy your touch so much, Megan.”
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She enjoyed the way his voice deepened and turned husky when she touched him.
If sharing a bed with him kept her alive, she suddenly hoped the Cyborg Council
thought she was one big, bad threat to them because she never wanted to leave Ice’s
quarters. Shifting, she leaned up and adjusted his cock in her hold. She was already wet
and ready as she sank down on it, holding it in alignment so he slid into her. Her
weight settled down, a loud moan of pleasure tearing from her parted lips as she tossed
her head back, taking all of him.
“Giddyup,” he moaned.
His unexpected humor had Megan laughing, her eyes flew open and she peered
down at him with a grin, to find him watching her.
“Will you play with my clit while I move? It gets me off.”
His hand slid down his stomach and his thumb pressed against her clit, rubbing her
in slow circles. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes,” she groaned. “Just like that.”
“How many males have you told that to?”
She thought she saw anger in his expression. She just wasn’t sure because he closed
off his expression, hiding his emotions. “You’re the first. I discovered that I like to move
up and down on my vibrator while I touch myself. I got really bored on the station so
my solo sex life was about all I had to use up my free time.”
A grin spread his lips. “You ride your vibrator this way?”
“It’s not nearly as big as you are and it sure as hell isn’t as sexy.”
“Too bad you don’t have it with you. I would enjoy seeing how you did that.”
“I have you and you’re better.” She lifted up and then lowered, moaning. “You feel
so damn good.”
“So do you.”
Megan closed her eyes, her hands flattening on his hipbones for leverage, and
started to move up and down on him. Sheer pleasure coursed through her body. He
kept his thumb moving on her clit while she fucked him slowly, adjusting the angle of
her hips so he hit all the wonderful spots inside her pussy that amplified the rapturous
feel of Ice’s cock.
“Faster,” he urged minutes later. “Don’t torture me.”
“I’m going to come soon,” she moaned, bucking faster on him.
Ice’s knees came up and he braced his heels on the bed. His free hand gripped her
hip and he started to buck his hips, tossing her weight up and she slammed down on
him hard. His thumb strummed her clit with more pressure and a scream tore from
Megan as she climaxed, bliss blowing through her mind, radiated from between her
thighs upward.
“Fuck,” Ice bellowed and then he came too. “So intense,” he groaned.
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Megan collapsed on his chest, both of them breathing hard, and Ice wrapped his
arms around her, holding her there firmly. She really enjoyed being sprawled on top of
him. She smiled, catching her breath, as her hands rubbed his impressive biceps under
her palms where she’d ended up gripping him.
“Wow,” she whispered. “That was way better than I imagined it would be.”
Ice said nothing. Megan lifted her head and stared into his face. Ice’s eyes were
closed and as she watched him, she grinned. She leaned up a little and gently placed a
kiss on his chin.
“Sleep, tall, gray and sexy,” she whispered. She lowered her head, resting her ear
against his chest, and listened to his heartbeat.
So screwed
, she thought.
I could totally get addicted to you.
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Megan laughed, standing on the bed, and wiggled her ass at Ice. He frowned,
standing feet away, with his arms crossed over his chest.
“That is not funny.”
“Yes it is.” She laughed. “How does your uniform look on me?”
“You’re too damn small and it doesn’t fit properly.”
She turned on the bed, still grinning at him, and reached for the front of the baggy
shirt. “So I’ll take it off. How did your shift go?”
He shrugged, his arms dropping to his sides. “I spent some of my time thinking
about you and I’ve been uncomfortably hard with the thought of fucking you.”
“Good thing you’re not on shift anymore.” She tossed the shirt at him and he
caught it. She reached for the pants. “I was bored shitless. That’s why I tried on your
uniform. I don’t know how you wear so much leather. It’s so stiff and heavy.”
“So is my cock.” He threw the shirt to the table and moved forward. “Are you
attempting to provoke me into fucking you? Move your ass that way again and I will.”
She turned on the bed and wiggled her ass slowly at him as she pushed down the
pants to reveal her bared ass to him. She’d had to roll the legs at her ankles and knew to
get them off she’d have to bend over to tug at them. More bare skin was revealed as she
shoved them down her thighs. Hands gripped her hips and she gasped as Ice lifted her
and set her on the floor.
She tried to straighten up but Ice suddenly leaned over, trapping her in that
position, and she heard his pants pop open. She froze and then smiled as she turned her
head, staring into his handsome face inches from hers.
“You’re just going to take me right now, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
His hand slid between her thighs and he rubbed against her clit. She moaned,
already turned on, wet and ready for him. She’d had eight hours to think up all the
ways she wanted to seduce him while he’d been gone. This hadn’t been on her list but
she was good for just a straight all-out fuck. She bent over lower and attempted to
spread her legs wider apart but they were trapped in his pants, limiting her
movements.
His hand moved away and his boots planted loudly on the outside of where the
pants bunched the floor, stepping on part of them. She pushed her ass up higher, going
on tiptoe, and Ice groaned.
“You want me?”
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“Oh yeah.” She nodded. “Enter me slow so I adjust and then ride me hard.”
“Orders, Megan?” He growled the words. “I’m in control, remember? I will fuck
you the way I want to take you.”
Her heart raced and excitement soared. She loved it when he got that deep, harsh
tone, knowing how turned on he was. It made her wetter, wondering what he’d do
next. She had no fear of him. Not anymore.
He turned his face into her neck, inhaling her scent, and his arm wrapped around
her waist. He brushed his cock against her and then he entered her slowly, just as she’d
asked. They both moaned at the sensation of him filling her, stretching her, and how
wet and hot he’d made her for him.
“Megan,” he groaned. “The things you make me feel.”
“Yeah,” she clawed the bed. “Same to you, sexy. Oh God, if you rub my clit right off
I’m going to come in five strokes or less.”
He chuckled. “Five, huh?”
“You feel that damn good and it has been a long day. I had nothing to do so I
imagined all the things I wanted to try with you. I’ve been turned on the entire time.”
He slowly withdrew and then drove into her hard and fast. Megan cried out in
surprise and rapture. Ice wrapped his other arm around her, his fingers finding her clit,
and rubbing. He had great balance since they were bent over his bed but her hands
braced them as he started to pound into her from behind.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted and then screamed out as she came.
His hand left her clit and Ice straightened and grabbed her hips as he fucked her
harder and faster. Megan’s muscles went crazy from the climax and his driving cock as
she continued to come. Pleasure blurred into ecstasy for Megan and then Ice came hard
inside her. She could feel every blast of his hot release jet inside her as he stilled his hips
then slowly rocked against her ass.
“Thirty-two,” he chuckled.
“What?” She turned her head, looking up at a grinning Ice.
“It took thirty-two strokes for you to lose your control.” He paused. “I believe. I
may have lost count of a few of them. I was distracted by how damn good you feel.”
She laughed. “I couldn’t have counted to save our lives.”
He slowly withdrew from her body and then bent, helping her get free from his
leather pants. He shook his head, looking amused as she turned around. He grinned at
her.
“Did you think you could really fit into my pants?”
“No, not with your long legs, but I was just trying to amuse myself.”
He straightened up and climbed to his feet, stripping out of his clothing and boots.
“I’m sorry that you have nothing to amuse you. I can’t activate any of the entertainment
features of this room without risking a communications breach.”
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She nodded. “I know. All of that is tied in firmly with the computers and since I’m a
programmer you’ve got to be worried I can hack into yours.”
His amusement vanished. “Could you?”
Staring into his eyes, she decided tell him the complete truth. “Yes. With enough
time I could find flaws in the system. I could get a signal out and fool it into thinking it
wasn’t sending one.”
His hand cupped her face. “I knew that but thank you for being honest.”
“You’re welcome.” She stepped into him, missing his touch, and wrapped her arms
around his waist. He didn’t pull away and she was grateful for that when he hugged
her back. “What about you? Are you going to be just as honest with me as I am with
you?”
“What do you want to know?” His body tensed.
“How is it going with me staying with you? Has this council of yours responded
yet in any way to you not following their exact orders?”
“They are either unaware of what I’ve done or they are contemplating how to
handle my defiance. They have not contacted us but I know they are awaiting a report
on your death that they have not been sent. I also have no idea if Blackie sent them a
report, what he would have stated to them, or if he also has not contacted them.”
“How bad do you think you’re going to get into trouble?”
He shrugged his broad shoulders. “I’m not certain. They may order the
Bridden
to
return to dock with us.”
“What happens if they do?”
He looked anywhere but at her. “I don’t wish to discuss this any longer.”
She held her breath and then blew it out. “They’ll come to kill me, won’t they?”
Ice finally met her gaze. “No. No one is going to harm you, Megan. I won’t allow
it.”
“So that’s the worst they can do?” Fear inched up her spine as terrifying images
flashed through her mind of all the horrible ways a person could die. “Be honest.”
He shook his head. “No. They could send the
Star
after us.”
“What’s that?”
He paused. “A large class-A starship. We have a few of them but the
Star
is within a
few days range. The others are farther away.”
“And if they send it after us?”
He swallowed, looking away from her. “It wouldn’t be good. I am friends with the
man who usually commands her. He would attempt to stall the council but he has a
family to think about. If he were to attempt to refuse orders they could go after his
female next. I will not ask him to put his future on the line.”
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A horrible thought struck her and she reached up, cupping his face, forcing him to