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  Iron nodded, his eyes narrowed as he glared down at Mira. “I’ll deal with you tomorrow.”

  It was a threat. Mira turned in Flint’s loose hold to wrap her arms around him. He’d stopped Iron from hitting her. She curled tightly into his body. Hot tears filled her eyes and she didn’t try to stop them. She figured Flint could feel her tears soaking through his clothes because he wasn’t in uniform. He was wearing pants and matching shirt made from some kind of soft gray material. She’d seen some of the men working out wearing outfits like the one he wore.

  Flint let her hold him for approximately thirty seconds before he gripped her arms. “Release me. We are going in my quarters to talk.”

  She let him go but she didn’t want to. Flint closed the distance to his doorway to run his palm over the lock pad. The doors opened instantly. He paused and looked at her.

  “Get inside.”

  Mira almost ran into the quarters she’d shared with Flint. She noted that nothing had changed. At the sound of the doors closing, she turned to face Flint. He hesitated and then shook his head at her.

  “I do not understand you. First you escape from me and now you are begging me to take you back.”

  She wiped at her tears as she gazed up at him. “Please don’t sell me to that man.”

  “It’s already done. When Doc goes on shift in about seven hours he will clear you from Med. You will belong to Iron.”

  “I know I messed up but you hurt me. I’m human, damn it. We’re emotional. You made it clear that I’m nothing more to you than property. I’m…” She took a deep breath. “You hurt me, hurt my feelings, and I got scared that you’d get bored with me and sell me. My brother had a card collection. I want to be more than a damn card collection to you. That’s why I ran away. You saved me again. Please don’t let Iron take me, Flint.”

  “You are still property so nothing has changed. Your feelings still should be hurt.”

  “They are but I’m here. I didn’t get away. If I have to belong to someone, I’d rather it be you.”

  He frowned at her. “Your logic is lacking, Mira.”

  “If I were back on Earth, my life would be different, but I’m here. If I have to be here, I want to be with you. What isn’t logical about that? Iron hates me and he’s going to hurt me. You promised that you wouldn’t hurt me and you haven’t.”

  “You think you are safer with me—that I won’t hurt you?”

  “You said you wouldn’t hurt me.”

  “I did say that.” He nodded. “Undress, Mira.”

  She stared at him and then reached for the bottom of her med shirt. He wanted her. Did that mean he’d changed his mind? She wanted to ask. She opened her mouth but shut it again quickly when Flint shook his head.

  “No words, Mira. Just do as I say. Show me you can obey me. Remove your clothes and get into my bed now.”

  It sounded like a second chance. She tugged off the med shirt to reveal that she wasn’t wearing anything under it. Flint’s eyes were on her body as she watched him. Passion burned in his dark blue eyes. He bent, removing each of his boots. The shirt and pants went next. She climbed on his bed as she watched him strip naked. He took her breath away. He was perfection as he moved for the bed.

  “Spread your thighs for me.”

  She spread her legs wide open. He climbed on the bed to sit between her thighs. His gaze took in her exposed sex before they slowly ran up her body. Their gazes met and held.

  “You need to obey me,” he said softly. “Can you do that?”

  She nodded. She’d obey him if he kept her. She’d happily do anything he said if he wouldn’t sell her to Iron. She didn’t want anyone but Flint touching her. Even as angry as he’d been, he hadn’t hurt her and he hadn’t let Iron hit her.

  “Touch yourself.”

  She hadn’t expected that order. She hesitated for just a second. Mira put her finger in her mouth, wetting the tip. She let her other hand go to her breast to cup it. Her wet finger moved down her body. She watched Flint’s interested gaze follow the movement until she reached the apex of her sex.

  She only hesitated a second before she teased her clit with her finger. Drawing slow circles around the little nub made her bite back a moan. It felt good and having Flint watch her did something to her. It really turned her on. She heard Flint’s breathing increase in pace. Passion flared in his eyes.

  He reached for her and she froze. His eyes jerked up to hers. “Don’t stop.”

  She pinched her nipple between her index finger and thumb. Her fingertip moved, doing slow circles around her clit. She’d never had a man watch her masturbate. Her cheeks reddened slightly with embarrassment but it was also a turn-on. Her gaze tracked down Flint’s exposed body to stare at his erect cock as she continued to play with her clit.

  Flint’s fingers brushed her finger and then he ran them down the line of her slit. He slipped the tips of two fingers into her pussy, testing her readiness before pushing them deep inside her when he found how wet she was. Mira closed her eyes and bucked her hips against his hand. He drove his fingers deeper. She moaned.

  Flint curled his fingers and tapped at her G-spot with his fingertips. Pleasure made Mira moan louder as she rubbed her throbbing clit harder and faster. She pinched her nipple. Her hips wiggled against his hand. She knew she wasn’t going to last. It had been days since she’d had sex. Her inner muscles quivered and she knew she was going to come.

  “Please, Flint. I want you inside me. I’m going to come.”

  He tightened his hold inside her vagina and rubbed against her G-spot. She threw her head back, arching against his hand, and cried out his name as she came. Her body jerked with every spasm. She ground her pelvis against his thick fingers as she rode out her climax. She pulled her finger away from her clit, opening her eyes.

  Flint was turned-on and breathing fast. He met her eyes as he withdrew his fingers. “Roll over on your hands and knees. Now.”

  Mira didn’t question the order. She rolled over on the bed onto her hands and knees. She turned her head as Flint rose so he was on his knees behind her. A firm hand gripped her hip, curling it around her hipbone, as he moved closer to her.

  “Put your elbows on the bed. Brace, Mira. I’m going to fuck you hard and fast.”

  She lowered her chest to the bed, fisting his bedding tightly to get a good hold. A soft moan escaped her lips as his thick cock pushed inside her. He eased in slowly until he was buried balls deep in her quivering pussy. She still felt the aftermath of her climax. His balls brushed against her oversensitive clit so she knew he was in her that deep. His other hand gripped her hip, curling around it too. He withdrew slowly and paused.

  “Hold on tight,” he almost panted.

  She cried out in pleasure as Flint started to fuck her fast and deep. His hips pulled back and rammed against her ass. He was big and thick. Pleasure and pain shot through her with every rapid thrust. If she weren’t gripping the bedding he would have ridden her straight down into the mattress with his powerful, driving thrusts. The sound of his hips hitting her ass filled the room, along with their heavy breathing.

  Flint tensed as his cock pulsed inside her. He stiffened, his cock jerking inside her in short bursts. “Mira.” He groaned her name as he came hard.

  Mira almost wanted to scream when Flint slowed his movements. She’d been so damn close to coming a second time. With a few more short thrusts, he spilled everything he had into her and then withdrew from her body. He moved back, releasing her hips. Mira collapsed on her side on the bed, turning her head to stare at Flint.

  He climbed off the bed to walk to one of the storage drawers. She watched him as he withdrew a hand towel and used it to clean his body. He hesitated for a long moment before he turned his head. Their gazes held. He tossed the towel at her on the bed. She reached for it. She could feel wetness seeping onto her thighs. Flint walked to the corner and presented his back to her.

  She wiped her thighs clean and sat up. “Flint?”