Falling for Sky (Cyborg Seduction Book 11) Read online

“That’s very true.”

  He didn’t mention that wouldn’t be the case when they reached Garden. The council would probably try to make an example out of him, but he’d survive. A few of the council members may demand he be locked up, but the rest would probably just want him punished quickly. Some physical discomfort and possible downgrades in his lifestyle were likely the most he would face.

  The council needed him too much to punish him for an extended amount of time. Sky had to keep close tabs on what was going on with Earth, especially since the Markus Models had been introduced to cyborgs. Cyborgs and Earth shared a common enemy. It was necessary to contact the outposts to see if there was any news about the destructive androids being spotted, or if any more station attacks had occurred that could be linked to them. The broadcast news from Earth was always filled with false information, so he talked to people living on the stations. They loved to gossip.

  Sky allowed Mick to edge past him and didn’t relax until the cleansing unit door closed. Then he walked to the wall and flattened his palm over the control, hailing Onyx. The male instantly responded.

  “I can’t believe you called the council.”

  “I had to, Sky. You left me no choice. They were going to notice when we returned with an Earther. I didn’t want to get into trouble. I don’t have an essential duty that’s specific to my skills. They would have severely reprimanded me.”

  “True.” His temper cooled. Onyx really hadn’t been left with a choice, and he knew it. “I’m special that way.”

  His friend snorted. “I hope you don’t take that tone with the council. They are very displeased.”

  “When aren’t they?” Sky was a little worried…but not about his future. “Did you get a vibe at all about what they want to do with Mick? Did you state she was under my protection?”

  “I did.”

  “And? Don’t screw with me. Did they say anything to give you a hint about how this is going to go down when we reach home?”

  “There was an open coms discussion. I doubt she’ll die, but they don’t trust her. They knew that mining planet is one of the latest ventures by Earth Government. She’ll most likely be locked up as a prisoner to interrogate at will. They seemed interested in gaining information from her.”

  “Damn it!” Frustration filled Sky. “They’re idiots! She is a miner, not a soldier. She wouldn’t know anything of interest to them unless we plan to drill for some of Garden’s natural resources.”

  “She works for Earth Government.”

  “She’s a subcontractor.”

  “What is that specifically in this instance?”

  “It’s when they hire a civilian with certain skills who gets paid by them, but the job is her only connection to EG. They don’t have soldiers who can operate or repair mining droids. She was raised on the moon with miner parents.”

  “That is interesting.” Onyx hesitated. “Too bad our Earth expert won’t be trusted when he gives them that information. Your motives will be considered suspect.”

  “Fuck.”

  “Is that what you hoped to accomplish by saving the Earther? Don’t deny it. I saw your expression when you saw her on the monitor. She’s attractive.”

  “She’s my friend.”

  “Sky?” Onyx sent his frustration through the link. “I know you’re fascinated by Earth women. I’ve heard you complain about it often enough when one of our males joins a family unit with one. You’ve always said other cyborgs aren’t as well suited to be husbands to Earthers as you would be.”

  “It’s true. I’m the expert.”

  “And you find our women too cold and distant.”

  “That’s true, too. Do you enjoy timed intercourse?”

  Onyx hesitated. “No. The counting of strokes is even worse.”

  “Agreed.”

  “The last time I was asked to donate my sperm, the female said I could thrust a hundred times.”

  “How romantic.”

  “Only you would say that, Sky. It was about a successful pregnancy, not about forming a bond with her or my ability to give her pleasure.”

  “I can see why you’re not in a family unit.”

  “I don’t want to be. I wouldn’t be the first male in any relationship, and being a third or fourth means I am under the command of too many.”

  “It also means you’d get very limited time with the female, and you’d be banned from touching sex bots when we visit stations.”

  “Exactly.”

  Sky hesitated. “You know I had to do this.”

  “I understand. I’m not the council, though.” Onyx sighed. “Do you want my advice?”

  “No.”

  “I’ll give it anyway. You might want to strongly consider talking her into forming a family unit with you before we reach Garden. It will give her certain rights and protections.”

  “I already planned on doing that.”

  “Did you?”

  “Yes. I know I want to keep Mick.”

  His friend hesitated again. “They aren’t like our women, or sex bots. You’ll have to manually activate her sex drive. Do you have enough skill to succeed?”

  Sky chuckled. “I’m motivated.” He reached down to adjust his dick. “I’m up for the challenge…literally.”

  “Earth humor? I think I understood that one, and you’re twisted.”

  “Nope. I’m straight as a pole.”

  “You need psychological help, but I still envy you right now.” Onyx cut the link.

  Sky dropped his hand away from the panel but then remembered he needed to order snacks. He placed another communication then paced his room. His gaze kept straying to the cleansing unit. Mick had been in there a long time.

  Chapter Four

  Mick dried slowly, nervousness making her hands tremble and her stomach feel as if it were twisted into knots. Sky had made it clear he was sexually interested in her. It was a two-way street, but his size frightened her. As did the unknown of exactly what he was.

  How much of him was made up of cybernetics? His skin felt real, but it was gray. He could touch a wall panel and have a silent conversation or maybe send signals. What else could he do? She just wasn’t sure. He’d admitted cyborgs married and had sex, including with humans. That meant he had to have all the parts men did.

  She bit her lip, hating the feeling of being so uncertain.

  Sky had told her that Earth Government ordered all cyborgs be killed. She definitely bought that hook, line, and sinker. They were real shits when anyone stood up to them.

  Not enough years had passed since the miner strike to dim her teenage memories. The workers had protested the meager supplies and low pay they were given by halting the drilling. Earth had responded by sending soldiers with orders to kill everyone if they didn’t restart the drones. It had been a very short protest. The few who’d refused had been slaughtered. Earth wasn’t big on negotiations or caring about life when profits were on the line.

  Mick tugged the borrowed shirt over her head and peered down. The bright blue material only made her skin seem whiter. It usually didn’t bother her, looking ghostly, but that was before she’d seen Sky’s grayish skin.

  Velion One wasn’t exactly sunbathing friendly. The sun was too close and baked anything on the surface when it was daylight. That’s why there wasn’t any water to be found without drilling first to locate it. Earth had been too cheap to do that. Travel from the control center to the outer buildings had been hotter than hell during the day, and she’d covered her head and body entirely to prevent severe burns to any exposed skin.

  She lifted her chin and straightened her shoulders when she pressed the button to open the cleansing unit. She couldn’t hide inside it for too long before Sky came in to check on her. The last thing she wanted was for him to think he’d rescued a coward, because she wasn’t one.

  Sky stood by the door when she stepped out.

  He smiled. “I take it you’ve been enjoying the foam unit?”

  “I h