She let that comment slide. She tensed when hot breath fanned her clit. She couldn’t mistake that for anything else as more warm air softly blew against her and then a hot, wide tongue licked, swiping from the sensitive skin at her pu**y entrance up over the bud of her cl*t to the hood. He paused and then licked her again.

An image came to mind in that second—one of watching him do that to a bot last month. Megan had sat at the monitor, imagining his face between her thighs and tried to guess how his tongue would feel. The real thing turned out to be much better than anything she could have anticipated. She lifted her chin, her teeth locking together to hold back the moan that rose in her throat, and her fingers bit into her knees, which she gripped to keep her legs spread to his satisfaction.

Lick, lick, lick, pause. His lips sealed over her cl*t and he suckled it. The moan wouldn’t be held back that time, coming from the back of her throat. He groaned against her sensitive and swelling bud, slightly vibrating. He sucked on her tighter, creating a better seal, and then he suckled again, only this time he pressed his tongue firmly against that tiny spot under the hood of her clit, rubbing it with each motion of his mouth.

Her fingers dug deeper into her skin and rapture tore through her body from where his mouth touched all the way up to her brain. She wanted to beg him not to stop, feeling the cl**ax coming, knowing she should be embarrassed at how fast the cl**ax built, but he was that good and she hadn’t had a man ever do to her what he did. He could get her off way better than her vibrator. It didn’t tug and suck on her while rubbing a tongue against her clit.

His hand moved and he slowly pushed his thumb inside her pu**y. She was soaking wet now and he pushed into her deep. He wiggled his thumb inside her, doing slow circles. With the extra sensation, she knew she couldn’t hold back the inevitable any longer. She clenched her teeth hard enough to break them, turned her head, and came hard. Pleasure exploded between her thighs, her clenching vaginal walls shook with violent spasms and her mind was blown by rapture.

Ice tore his mouth away from her. She realized that as she fought to come down from the sexual high. Panic hit a little because she wasn’t sure if she’d cried out or not, if she’d given herself away. She opened her eyes.

Ice rose, met her gaze, and she thought she saw a look of pure rage on his features for a heartbeat before he moved to his knees, bent over, and grabbed her hips. He revealed his amazing strength as he flipped her over onto her stomach. She lay there stunned for a second before his hands spread her thighs wide apart and she heard an odd sound.

She turned her head to stare in shock as Ice reached for the corner of the bed, grabbed a red packet, and lifted it to his mouth. He tore it with his teeth and she realized he rolled a medicondom over his cock. She frowned, holding still, wondering why he put one on since he never had with the bots. She wasn’t worried about getting pregnant since the implant inside her uterus prevented it. Sexual diseases were a thing 22 of the past unless dealing with pirates or other humans who refused to get medical checkups.

He met her gaze, anger definitely showing on his features. “So, you ready to get f**ked, Megan? Last chance to say no.”

She swallowed. “I want to serve you,” she got out, saying the words of the bots. She did want him. She’d already come but she wanted to experience the sensation of his c**k inside her.

His mouth tensed and then he gave a sharp nod. “Up on your knees then.”

She pushed up, still a little shaky, and looked away from him. She closed her eyes and forced her muscles to relax as he put his legs on the outside of hers to make their h*ps more equally level with his taller frame. She hoped his thick shaft wasn’t going to hurt when he entered her pu**y. She was really wet from what he’d done to her to make her come hard so she hoped it would help ease his entry. She tried to get her bearings to keep her cool but the guy had blown her mind with his mouth.

One of his hands slid around her hip, his arm going around her lower stomach and grabbed the other side, holding her in place and then he leaned forward, his chest coming down on her back. He used his other arm to brace as his hot body as he curved around hers. He put his face against her neck, breathing on her.

“You sure you want me inside you, Megan? Are you programmed for this? I wouldn’t want to blow any of your circuits. You can tell me it’s not in your parameters.

It would be okay and I wouldn’t be upset.”

Having him hold her so close she could smell his wonderful masculine scent did wonderful things to her libido. She’d just come but she started to ache inside again, wanting to be filled by his tempting cock, needing to know how it would feel to have that big, powerful body of his riding hers. Her ni**les tightened as his hot breath fanned the back of her neck.

“I want you,” she said honestly.

His hand released her hip and he pulled his arm out from under her. He reached between them, slid his body along her back, higher, so his chin rested at the top of her head, and used his hand to guide his thick-tipped c**k right against her pu**y. He slid a little into her creamed slit and then pressed against her.

Megan gripped the bed, holding still, and then he pushed inside her slowly, breaching her body and stretching her. Sheer pleasure had her lowering her head in an attempt to hide her emotions from him.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “So damn hot and tight.” He pushed deeper into her pu**y.

Her body took him until he stopped, fully seated inside her. She’d never been so stretched and filled before. She could feel every generous inch of him pressed against something inside her that really gave her a wonderful sensation. Her pu**y clenched around him, tightened, and gripped him.

“It will kill me but tell me to stop if I start to damage you,” he groaned.

That was the only warning she got as his arm hooked around her waist again, anchoring her h*ps in place, and then he withdrew almost completely from her. He pushed in slow and deep again. Megan moaned from the wonderful sensations that slow drive sent shooting through her body. He stopped and then slowly withdrew. Her body had never been so alive, never more aware of the kind of bliss having a man inside her could create, and every movement he made had her feeling ecstasy so intense she wanted to howl. His thrusts increased in speed and he f**ked her a little harder, the sound of his h*ps slapping against her ass grew loud in the room as both of them panted.

The cl**ax hit her without warning and she cried out from the pure force of rapture that tore throughout her system. Behind her, Ice cried out too in a deep voice, h*ps slowing, and then pressed tightly against her ass as he jerked hard over her bent form, coming deep inside her body.

Megan knew she was in a world of shit and she’d totally blown it as she panted, out of breath, with Ice locked around her, their bodies still linked together. She’d cried out when she’d come and sweat beaded her body. He had to know she was real, no way could he mistake her for artificial anymore, but then he sighed.

“You’re definitely a hybrid, Megan.” He slowly withdrew from her body and stood.

A hand lightly slapped her ass, making her jerk in surprise at the action, another thing she’d never seen him do with a bot. The bed moved and Megan turned her head to peer at Ice as he spoke. “I really enjoyed sex with you.”

Ice moved across the room, the muscles flexing in his seriously nice ass and she saw his hand reach in front of him as he opened the trash by the foam cleanser unit. He dropped the used medicondom into it. He opened a drawer next when he turned to the wall, quickly donning on a pair of pants with a tank top.

“Take another foam cleansing,” he ordered, still not even glancing at her. “I have a sparring partner waiting for exercise. I’ll be back.” He headed for the door, slapped his palm to the scanner, and left his quarters. The doors slid closed behind him.

Megan rolled over on her ass and sat on his bed, stunned. He’d just f**ked her and walked out. Her gaze fixed on his boots on the floor and she realized he’d left barefoot.

She sat there for long moments, trying hard not to let his abrupt actions hurt her feelings. That had just been the best sex of her life and the guy she’d had it with thought she was a damn bot, just an object instead of a woman with emotions.

“Well hell.” She sighed loudly. “What did you really expect?”

She had no answer.

Chapter Three

Ice wanted to hit something as he glared at the cyborg waiting outside his quarters in the hallway. Onyx took a deep breath and then spoke.

“Is she a spy?”

“I don’t know what the hell she is,” Ice ground out. “But she let me f**k her. She refused to admit her deception no matter how fearful she grew. I threatened to really hurt her at first and she just held still for me, not saying a damn word. I thought her heart might explode in her little chest, it beat so hard, and I could nearly taste her terror at one point when I threatened to just take her without foreplay. She’s obviously been trained well to be prepared to suffer the worst kind of torture to keep her cover.”

Onyx threw back his head and laughed, one hand resting on his stomach. “I’m sorry f**king you is that harsh on a woman. As your friend, I could give you some pointers.”

“Shut up. I said I threatened to hurt her but she got off on the sex. I made sure she really enjoyed what I did to her first. Then I gave her every damn excuse to stop me from taking her completely but she stated that she wanted me.”

“There’s no accounting for taste.” Onyx shrugged, his humor gone. “She obviously targeted you. So what is the plan?”

Ice leaned against the bulkhead. “Go along with it, allow her to believe I’m as dumb as one of those bots she’s pretending to be, while I attempt to figure out who the hell she’s working for and what her end goal is.”

“I think you should just kill her and end the danger to all of us immediately.”

Ice shook his head. “No. She’s a woman.” He glared at Onyx. “I am still angry that you struck her.”

“I assumed she was a bot. I had no idea she wasn’t one until you told me. I didn’t pay attention to her that closely nor did I even consider the possibility that she could be human. How did you know?”

“It left a mark on her skin when you struck her. I know my artificial sex toys and as realistic as they are, once she had my full attention it became impossible to miss.”

“Everyone knows Folion is completely automated.” A long sigh came from Onyx.

“So you think another client identified the Rally and contacted Earth Government? She has to be a spy. We have been monitoring but there have been no secret transmissions.

If they are tracking her we can’t figure out how they are doing it but we’re on alert.” He paused. “Why not just interrogate her?”

Ice hesitated. “She’s a small female.”

“So?” Onyx’s eyes narrowed as he studied his friend closely. “She obviously programmed the bots to not register you when we left her alone with them in the cargo hold and that explains why they ignored you when we came back from control. She’s attempting to obtain certain information from you since she made it impossible for you to be with any of the bots. Don’t you want to know what she wants?”

“Of course I do but she’s still a woman and human. If she’s a trained operative from Earth Government then she’d be able to take a hell of a lot of pain before we can break her and get her to talk.”

“And that’s a problem for you?”

A loud sigh came from Ice. “I don’t think she’s working for Earth Government. She really believes she can fool me and logic states they would have taught her better than that. They know we’re too smart to fool easily.”

“Bounty hunter?” Onyx’s lips curled in disgust. “What do you think Earth is paying for one of our heads these days?”