She ignored him and pressed her lips around him, licked again, and then gently sucked. She used the lower edge of her teeth to lightly rake across the beaded tip of his nipple.

His breathing increased rapidly. She heard it…felt it since her face was pressed against his chest.

She released his nipple, glanced up, and found him glaring at her.

It made her smile as she went for the other nipple, giving it the same treatment.

The real surprise came when she felt him responding in other ways. Her pussy was pressed against his groin and his dick hardened. It wasn’t something she could miss, since he’d been designed to be big in that area.

Nala released his nipple and lifted up a little, looking down their bodies. Stag was definitely hard. The small shorts revealed the bulge. She lowered her body down again and snuggly molded them together as she met his gaze.

“I bet that pisses you off. Considering I’m an Earther.”

“It’s just a basic physical reaction.”

She laughed and sat up all the way. She tugged at her shirt, taking it off. His attention instantly fixed on her bared breasts. His cock twitched under her.

She placed the top next to her so she could grab it fast in case Maze returned. It would already be embarrassing to be caught tormenting Stag this way—but worth the risk to get a bit of revenge.

She reached up and cupped her breasts, massaging them. “How about if I play with myself, the way you did while I was lying next to you?”

He closed his eyes and turned his head. “I don’t understand what you’re trying to do beyond annoy me.”

“Is that what you call it when you get hard? Don’t watch then—but feel.”

She lowered down again and latched onto one of his nipples with her mouth, sucking. She rocked her hips too, rubbing against his cock. He grew harder, and she had to admit he wasn’t the only one having a physical reaction. It felt good to use the length of his shaft to stimulate her clit. Even with clothes between them, she grew wet fast, her pussy aching.

She lifted her head a little and stared at Stag. He kept his eyes closed but he’d bitten his lower lip, hard enough to turn it almost white. He’d probably cause himself to bleed if he didn’t ease up, but she knew why he did it. He was trying to stay quiet. She released his nipple and he stopped torturing his lip.

She wiggled down his body and placed kisses over his ribs. “How pissed would you be if I got you off, Stag? Would that mess you up? An Earther doing that to you?”

“Stop touching me, Nala. I’ll drop you off at any station you want and you can return to living with Earthers.”

“I don’t believe you. So much for cyborgs being honest.”

She slid down him more, had to straddle one of his legs since they were slightly spread apart, and placed her hand over his cock, still trapped inside his shorts. The material was silky. She rubbed the rigid length with her palm, then her fingertips along the tip of it.

His cock jerked. He was big and rock hard. She watched his face.

He opened his eyes and lifted his head. The look he gave her showed desire and anger at the same time. “I’ll make you regret this.”

“Newsflash, Stag. I partially already do.” She studied his body. “Why do you have to be so hot? Do us both a favor and just stop talking. You’re the first man I’ve touched in over six years.” She gripped the top of his shorts and tugged them down a few inches but they were trapped under his ass. “I might not have a choice later on of who I end up in bed with, but I do today. Tag—you’re it.”

It took both hands to wiggle his shorts down enough to free his cock. She lifted up, tapped the panel he kept his stuff in, and withdrew the bottle.

“What are you doing?”

She opened it and poured out lube. “You like to be touched. Like this?” She gripped him and gently squeezed, stroking his cock.

He threw his head back and hissed.

“Maybe like this?” She slowed the pace, sliding her hand low and avoiding the head, then stroking up and back down. “What feels better? My hand or yours?” She kept doing it, working him in that unhurried pace.

His stomach clenched, all the muscles bunching there. She froze. It had been a long time, but she still remembered some things.

“You’re already about to come, aren’t you?”

He lifted his head and the look in his eyes said it all. They were heavy-lidded and sultry. He looked like a man on the edge, and as if he’d kiss her if given the chance

She let go of his cock and crawled up him. He didn’t say a word, but his gaze lowered to her breasts and he licked his lips.

He could bite her. It was a real fear. She put one hand on his shoulder, careful of the injured one, and pressed her breasts against his chest. She kept just enough distance between their mouths to jerk back if he lunged forward.

“You turn me on too. And I hate it. I guess we have that in common.” She searched his eyes but she didn’t spot any anger in them at that moment. “I’m even willing to admit this little lesson backfired on me because I’m wet. I haven’t felt a man inside me in so long.”

His gaze darted to her mouth, then back to her eyes.

She licked her lips. “Truce?”

“What do you want? You have me at a disadvantage.” His voice came out really deep and husky.

Stag could be sinfully sexy when he wasn’t being an ass.

“You mean because you’re unable to move?”

“My implants are down. I can’t deaden my responses.”

“Physical ones?”

“Physical and emotional. Take off the restrains.”

That was more honest than she’d expected him to be. She used her free hand and reached up, caressing his cheek. He pressed his face against it instead of jerking away, seeking her touch. He wanted her too, and wasn’t denying it.

“Can I kiss you or are you going to hurt me?”

He glanced at her mouth again. “Do it.”

That wasn’t an answer, but she was willing to risk it. She closed her eyes and moved in closer, touched his lips with hers, and licked the one he’d previously abused with his teeth. He opened up to her and she deepened the kiss. It had been ages, but it came back to her as he stroked her tongue with his.

He moaned, and she did too. He tasted like wine. The ache between her legs became worse and she rubbed against his stomach where she straddled him. He was so tall. Their bodies didn’t line up right, and it frustrated her. She broke the kiss and found him watching her, passion easy to read in his blue eyes.