He scowled. “I don’t beat women and I won’t kill you, but you are looking at lockup.”

“We could go with that plan but I don’t want to be locked up.”

“What will it take for you to release me?” His eyes narrowed dangerously again as he glared at her. “What do you want?”

“I already told you what I want.”

“Then I promise to keep you.”

Sighing, she looked away from his eyes to let her gaze wander over his massive chest. The guy had a body that didn’t stop. She hesitated and then reached for the bottom of the baggy shirt she wore. She had to ease her ass up a little off him to remove it. She let it drop on the bed next to them and tried to not blush since she was totally naked.

Risking a glance at his face, she saw his shock. He wasn’t looking at her but instead staring at her bared br**sts.

“What are you doing?”

She hesitated. “You think I’m too fragile to have sex with you and you think you won’t enjoy it.” She paused. “I’m not really good with the seduction thing like I mentioned before, but what the hell.” She bent over him, her hands bracing her upper body on his chest until their noses were inches apart. “I figure if I show you that it’s possible between us, that you will keep me.”

His mouth dropped open and then clenched shut. He glared at her.

“That’s not the response I was looking for.” She smiled at him. “Isn’t it kind of hot that you’re tied down with a na**d woman on top of you?”

He growled at her.

“Okay. We’re going to do this the difficult way.” She pushed off him, lowering down his body so she straddled him. Her gaze flew up and she stared into his beautiful eyes. She wiggled a little on his hips, rubbing a thick, very stiff c**k trapped under her in his pants. “For someone not interested, you feel that way to me.”

He glared at her. “I don’t want you. My body reacts but it’s just a response, like breathing.”

“Ouch. You know how to kill a woman’s ego, don’t you?”

“Let me go now, Rena Gates.”

“Just call me Rena since, according to you, I belong to you.”

“If you don’t let me up, it will make it worse on you in the long run.”

“Here’s the thing. If I let you go, you’ll lock me up, then probably hand me over to someone else and I don’t want that.”

“It doesn’t matter what you want.”

She blinked. Her plan so wasn’t going the way she thought it would. She was into improvising though. How hard could it be to seduce a guy who hadn’t gotten laid in a long time who was hard? She could feel that bulge under her, no missing that Steel was aroused. She swallowed to clear the lump that formed in her throat. She estimated by feel that he might be scary large by her standards.

“You said you like aggressive women.” She smiled at him. “Has a woman ever taken you out and tied you to a bed? Don’t I get points for that?”

His beautiful pale eyes almost completely closed as his eye narrowed. He took a deep breath, making his impressive chest expand even more. She actually saw little hair on his upper body, just a small amount under his arms, and of course the hair on his head.

He either had shaved his face or he didn’t grow hair there. She didn’t know enough about cyborgs to know if they grew facial hair.

Steel’s body tensed under hers and then he started to pull again on the restraints.

Shock sizzled through her, realizing when the bed creaked in a few places that he was strong enough to break the damn bed if she didn’t stop him.

She lowered against him and went for his left nipple, happy he didn’t have hair on his chest. Her mouth opened and his large frame jerked under her as she started to suck on his nipple. She let her teeth rake over the hardening areola. He stopped pulling on the bed frame, going still under her.

She suckled on him, doing to him what she enjoyed having done to her. She really was bad at this seduction thing but she’d learn if it saved her from the life as a whore. She saw the irony of it but if she had to sleep with a guy, she wanted it to be the guy under her, who could protect her, who preferred to not share a woman, and he was damn attractive.

Her hands started to explore his skin, opening on his stomach and sliding lower. Her hands brushed material and then her fingers slid inside the waistband of his pants. Steel softly groaned, his h*ps arching just slightly, lifting her entire body a few inches off the bed, her knees leaving the mattress. It made her realize again how damn strong he was.

Her hands worked on his pants while he was arched up, tugging them down to reveal more skin. Her mouth left his nipple and she peered down to watch what she was doing.

He had hair from a few inches under his bellybutton that left a silvery thin trail lower.

She tugged his pants down more until she freed his cock. The sight of that made her gasp softly. She swallowed as she stared at it.

His h*ps lowered back to the bed as his body went rigid again. She heard the bed creak and her head rose to stare into a pair of furious pale blue eyes that glared at her. He was tensing up again, the muscles in his arms bulging as he pulled hard on the bed frame.

Her shock over his thick, long cock—its skin a darker hue than the rest of his body—took a backseat suddenly to the sound of wood popping as he tried to break the posts on the bed.

Her hand went for his c**k instantly, her much paler, pinker skin a shocking contrast to his darker shaft as her fingers tried to curl around it. He was thick enough that her fingers weren’t even close to touching her thumb. He was so wide that she wondered if he’d even fit inside her. He went still as she gripped him, his eyes narrowing dangerously as she stared into his handsome face.

“Don’t,” he said in a deep, rumbling voice.

She licked her lips. They were suddenly dry. His gaze tore away from her eyes to watch her tongue moisten her upper and then lower lip. She saw his chest expand as he took a sharp breath. She paused and then ran her tongue over her bottom lip again. His breathing picked up. His thick, impressive c**k twitched, revealing that she definitely had his interest.

She tilted her head, staring at him until he met her gaze. “I’ll do whatever you want if you promise to keep me.” She ran her tongue over her lips again. “Anything at all.”

His eyes closed as his mouth settled into a grim line. “I want you to let me go.”

Damn, he was stubborn. She lifted her leg and moved so she wasn’t on him anymore but between his thighs where his pants bunched just under his exposed cock. She wouldn’t be able to free him of his pants unless she unbuckled the restraints on his ankles to close his legs. She wasn’t about to do that. Having his legs free would be enough for him to seriously hurt or kill her if he wanted to. His eyes opened and he watched her with narrowed lids and anger. She kept hold of his rigid c**k the entire time.

She looked away from him to study his impressive erection. It was really a beautiful one, shocking her since she never really thought a man’s sex could be attractive. It was perfectly shaped. Human men’s penises got redder when they were really turned-on. It seemed a cyborg’s c**k turned a darker color of his skin tone. Steel’s c**k was a beautiful, burnished, almost pewter color. Several shades darker than his silver-toned skin. She leaned over him, inching her mouth closer to it.

“Don’t,” he ordered her harshly.

She froze, her gaze lifting to lock with his. She ran her tongue over her lips slowly, making a show of doing it. His c**k twitched in her hand again. She saw his chest rise rapidly, telling her he was definitely interested. She arched an eyebrow at him, smiling.

“Make me.”

Shock tore across his face and Rena wanted to kick herself for saying that, taunting the man, and even wondering why she had. Maybe she was a little tired of men controlling her and ordering her around. This one was restrained, so she was in control. It was kind of empowering and the sight of him tied down, muscles straining, turned her on more than she wanted to admit, feeling the wetness between her thighs.

He was so damn sexy and the fact that he was under her power made her hotter. She knew that was disturbing and wrong but it didn’t cool her down any. She looked away from him to lower her gaze. She inched closer to his cock, her mouth opening, and realized just how big he really was.

She hesitated, adjusting him in her hand, and then ran her tongue from the base of his shaft upward to the thick crown. The cyborg went unnaturally still, even the sound of his breathing suddenly suspended. She hesitated and then tested the limits of her mouth, taking the tip of him inside. She heard him suck in air then. His c**k jerked in her hand and against her tongue. She took a few inches inside her hot mouth, her teeth gently scraping against him since he barely cleared them.

Sweetness teased her taste buds. She licked at the tip of him, tasting a little more of his pr**cum that beaded there. He didn’t taste human. She’d given head often to her first boyfriend, although it had been a few years. She’d refused to do that for her husband. He was an ass**le and she’d never wanted to get that up-close-and-personal with him after the first time he’d taken her to bed. He was selfish with his own needs so when he’d asked, she’d flat-out refused.

“Stop,” Steel rasped.

She licked at him again, enjoying the sweet taste of him. He was saying no but his body was saying yes. She started to work him into her mouth, just a few inches since he was way too big to take more than that inside her mouth. His c**k became so rigid that he started to feel just as hard as his name implied—steel. More of his sweet taste eased out of him and she responded by moaning, his c**k twitching over the vibrations that moan created against his swollen, aroused flesh.

She moved slowly, steadily, turning her head to take him at new angles, working him just a little deeper inside her mouth as she grew accustomed to his width. She heard his breathing change, going harsh and ragged, and then his h*ps started to rock just slightly, moving with her mouth. She cupped his large, heavy, hair-free balls with her other hand, feeling them tighten, knowing he was going come. She increased the pace, taking a little more of him. His body went rigid. She tore her mouth away from his cock, lifting her head.

Steel’s head was thrown back, his lips parted slightly as he took ragged breaths, his chest rising and falling rapidly. She watched him for a few heartbeats before his jaw jerked down, his eyes snapped open. He was beautiful and wild-looking when passion gripped him. Sweat beaded his brow and she saw he was fisting the chains that held his arms. Her gaze locked with his.

“I want to stay with you.”

His mouth snapped closed and his jaw tensed. She knew he was clenching his teeth.

The passion in his eyes cooled into a hardness that almost frightened Rena. Maybe she was taking this too far. Maybe she was making him hate her. She didn’t want that. She moved, climbing up him, and straddled his waist. She put her hand on his chest, using it to lift off him to adjust his aroused flesh under her. She stared into his heated eyes and then lowered her body, still gripping his unbelievably hard c**k to guide him to her.

She knew she should be embarrassed about how wet she was. The cyborg aroused her, and hearing his panting breaths, tasting him, coaxed her body into a strong desire to have him. Hell, she could barely remember a time she’d ever been this turned-on. Her belly started to feel achy as it quivered and her body was weeping with need. The broad tip of his c**k rubbed against her opening—teasing, taunting, promising her things she really wanted. She wanted to be filled by him. The wetness there was definitely almost embarrassing.

His jaw clenched again but he didn’t say a word. Rena hesitated for a second before she eased her weight down. Her eyes widened as gravity forced the thick tip of his c**k to press against her pu**y, alarm hitting her just a little as her vaginal walls tried to expand enough to admit him.