site of her wound and she trembled, her need for him escalating once more.
“We’re not fucking.” She said that for both herself and for him. “I have to remove Valor’s explosive also.” It would devastate her cyborg if his friend was killed.
“I’m repairing you, not breeding with you.” Malice’s eyes glittered. “And you will remove my tracking devices before you tend to my brethren.”
He was extremely arrogant.
That appealed to her. She was tired of making all the decisions, of constantly weighing what was right against what was essential for survival, of overthinking every word and action.
Following his instructions was a break for her mind.
He licked under her chin again and again, covering her with more of his nanocybotics. They fizzed and danced upon her skin, made her feel excitingly alive and extremely aroused.
It must have impacted him also. His cock was hard. His eyes glowed bright with energy.
Stars. She wanted him. And she couldn’t have him. Not yet. “Malice—”
“Remove the tracking devices.” He released her and held out his arms.
They chattered as she extracted the two tracking devices from his arms and one from his simulated spine. She told him about Medic Febris, about the medics on her home planet, how they had sought to heal beings until their last moments, their bravery when facing Humanoid Alliance guns.
The enemy had chosen her to live, pulling her out of the group to be part of their horrific experiments. Resisting that decision would have led to her own death. She’d known that.
Yet she had considered telling them to go fuck themselves.
Her mentor must have seen that rebellion in her expression. Medic Anahit had grasped her hands and brusquely reminded her of her role, of her duty to the universe. She was to help as many as she could. She couldn’t do that if she was dead.
Illona couldn’t ignore that order, couldn’t deny the medic she admired, the being she wanted to emulate, anything the female asked of her. She sucked back her anger, concealed it under a serene façade, and went with the Humanoid Alliance.
Medic Anahit, her mentor, had died. Projectiles had riddled her form. She, one of the most brilliant medics Illona had ever met, had then been kicked to the side like she was refuse, like she meant nothing.
“I came here—” Illona flicked the cleaning cloth to refresh it, swiped it over Malice’s back. “—and I was forced to torture you. While they watched. As a reward, they experimented on me, injecting my beverages with stars knows what.”
“You endured that.” Her cyborg’s muscles rippled under the cloth. “Because you’re a strong female.”
That unexpected compliment warmed her. Her spine straightened.
“You did as your mentor instructed. You have helped others.” He touched the remote access chip in his nape. “Now, you belong to me and you will do as I instruct.”
She pressed her chest against his back and said nothing. If she was faced with obeying him or saving his and Valor’s lives, she would ignore his instructions.
“You’re a stubborn being.” He grasped her hands, linking his fingers with hers, that tender act belying his criticism of her.
She sighed, wishing she could stay with him. She couldn’t do that, couldn’t be selfish. “I have to remove Valor’s explosive.”
“That’s necessary.” Malice’s head dipped. “I’m linked to the Humanoid Alliance’s monitoring equipment. The hallways between this chamber and his are currently clear of beings.” He turned to face her. His expression was stern. “You’ll remove his explosive and tracking devices and return here. I’ll ensure the enemy doesn’t track your progress.”
“I’ll try to return to you.” She planned to reattach his friend’s arms and legs also.
“You will return to me.” Her cyborg covered her lips with his.
She granted him entrance and he plunged into her, fucking her mouth with his tongue, branding her with his metallic taste, his nanocybotics, his passion.
When the kiss broke, they both breathed heavily.
“You belong to me, Illona.” He bracketed her countenance with his big hands. “And you will obey me. If you don’t return to me, I’ll leave this chamber and hunt you down. I will be very angry with you and you will feel that anger in our breeding. Do you understand?”
Her pussy dripped. Stars. She wanted him. “I understand.”
Chapter Ten
Malice had access to the Humanoid Alliance’s monitoring equipment. He had seen the footage of Medic Febris’ last moments, couldn’t delete from his processors the prospect of his female facing the same fate. It tore at him, made him want to take illogical action…like binding her to his