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 c**k 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 cl*t 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 cl*t while she f**ked him slowly, adjusting the angle of her h*ps so he hit all the wonderful spots inside her pu**y 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 cl*t with more pressure and a scream tore from Megan as she cl**axed, bliss blowing through her mind, radiated from between her thighs upward.

“Fuck,” Ice bellowed and then he came too. “So intense,” he groaned.

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.

Chapter Eight

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 f**king 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 f**king 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 h*ps 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 f**k. 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?”

“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 f**k 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 c**k 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 cl*t 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 cl*t and Ice straightened and grabbed her h*ps as he f**ked her harder and faster. Megan’s muscles went crazy from the cl**ax and his driving c**k 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 h*ps 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.”

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.”

A horrible thought struck her and she reached up, cupping his face, forcing him to look down at her. When their gazes locked, she frowned at him. “Is your life in danger because of me?”

“Not currently.”

“But it could be?”

He paused. “It’s a possibility if the council believes I have lost my ability to be reasonable.”

“If they think you’re nuts, you mean?”

“Yes.”

She let her forehead fall to rest against his chest. She released his face and slid her hands down his torso to wrap around his waist. She loved Ice, the emotion so strong it nearly choked her as she tried to form words. He was admitting that he’d face danger just to protect her. Cyborgs weren’t known for being warm and cuddly creatures.