Touching Ice (23 page)

Ice uttered a curse. “Humans have no common sense.”

She couldn’t argue that point. Ice turned left. “Let’s go find the council members. I

want to have a word or two with Zorus.”

“Don’t. He’s an ass and we both know he doesn’t have any sense.”

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“Zorus has no right to order you here. You’re my female in a family unit. It is

forbidden to order a female on dangerous missions without the permission of her male

or males.”

“You heard his son. That was his son, right?”

“Yes.” Anger laced his tone again. “Because our DNA is useless on Garden, he

believes he can get away with not following our procedures.”

“I don’t want you to get in trouble over me, Ice.”

He refused to glance at her as he led her down a few corridors. He did pause when

they came to a pair of life-sized statues of naked women. Megan nearly laughed at his

dismayed expression.

“It’s considered art,” she explained.

“It’s a waste of space in an already narrow hallway. Where are their heads? Were

they broken off?” He turned, looking around.

Megan laughed. “They are replicas of ancient Earth history, I believe. I hope they

are replicas anyway. I’d hate to think they risked precious artifacts by putting them on a

shuttle.”

“Why couldn’t they reproduce them with heads?”

She chuckled again. “I don’t know.”

“Damn illogical,” Ice muttered, walking again.

They found the other cyborgs in the piloting section of the shuttle. Zorus had taken

the captain’s plush chair while the other three council members had taken the other

station chairs. The two remaining cyborgs stood guard just inside the door. Ice nodded

at them and released Megan when they entered the room.

“Finally.” Zorus punched in a command on the pad in front of him. “We were

waiting for you to board. The systems are all online and it wasn’t protected against an

attempt to take command of it.” He shook his head. “Stupid.”

The engines flared and the slight vibrations were noticeable even through the thick

carpet on the floor. One of the cyborgs wearing red spoke softly. “Undocking with the

Star
. I’m programming in coordinates to rendezvous with the
Vontage
and will test the

engine abilities on speed limitations.”

“Good.” Zorus spun and glared at Ice. “Take your female back to the cargo hold.

She is to stay with those
things
.”

“We’re at least a full shift away from the
Vontage
. I refuse to have Megan hungry

and uncomfortable for that length of time. As you are so fond of pointing out, she is not

a cyborg.”

“You are refusing my order?”

“She’s here when both of us know you had no right to order her to be on this

mission. Do you really want to push it?”

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Some of the anger eased from the councilman’s face. “Take her and get her out of

my sight until she’s needed. Go find her a bed and food.” He turned away to face the

screen that showed nothing but empty space. “Weak,” he muttered.

I’d rather be weak than a total asshole
, Megan thought, keeping that opinion to herself.

Fury gripped Ice’s features as he spun on his heel, gripped her arm gently, and led her

back into the hallway.

“He goes too far.”

“He’s an ass, just like most bosses are.” She shrugged. “I’m not hungry but I

wouldn’t mind finding a bed.”

“Sleeping quarters logically should be on the deck below this one. Are you tired?”

They located a lift and stepped inside it. She grinned. “No. I just want to find a bed

and some alone time with you.”

Surprise flickered in his expression as he stared at her. “Sex? Now?”

“I have no idea when we’re going to be alone again.”

The lift doors opened and they stepped out into another hallway. Megan walked to

the first door and touched the pad. It didn’t open. Ice brushed her hand aside, placed

his there, and closed his eyes.

“What are you doing?”

“Reading the last input codes.” His eyes snapped open and he removed his hand,

punched in five digits, and the door opened. He smiled, meeting her gaze. “Implants

have their advantages.”

“I wish I could do that. Do all cyborgs have them?”

“Yes.” He paused. “I do know one who has nonfunctioning implants. Coal is the

male who I asked to retrieve the bots. His were purposely damaged when he was

enslaved and we were unable to fix them.”

“Did that happen when he was on Earth before your people escaped?”

“It’s a long story I’d rather not go into right now.”

She looked away from him and stepped into the dark room. The second she moved

a few feet inside the living quarters, automated lights came on and she stopped in her

tracks, her mouth dropping open in astonishment.

Ice nearly walked into her but just bumped her back slightly as he took in the room.

“What the…?”

“Now that’s a bed.” A huge four-poster monstrosity took up a lot of the living space

in the room. Megan reached for the front of her shirt and unfastened it. “How do you

wear this heavy material? I think my shoulders are going to hurt tomorrow.”

“It’s not the material but the lining that makes it so heavy. It has an enforced mesh

sewn between the linings. I wanted you protected.”

“That’s so sweet.” It touched her that he’d put her in protective gear. “Strip.”

His eyebrows arched. “I give the orders, remember?”

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She grinned. “Right. Okay. Order me to get naked then. Did you see that huge bed?

Tell me to go climb on it and prepare to have hot sex with you.”

“Megan?” He looked stunned.

“Fear makes me a little hyper and I was terrified. My heart is still pounding and I

have all this energy.” She removed the shirt, dropped it on the floor, and bent over to

remove her boots and socks. “I want you.”

When she straightened to unfasten the pants, she grinned at seeing Ice quickly

removing his clothing. His boots were already off. She loved admiring his muscular

chest as he revealed it. It was a sight she knew she’d never grow tired of.

“Get on the bed.”

She spun around and threw herself on the mattress, rolling over a few times to

reach the center of it. Ice got on the bed after her, naked and aroused. His hard cock

pointed straight out. Ice’s gaze slowly wandered over her body.

“Roll over on your hands and knees.”

She didn’t hesitate, following his command, knowing it was his favorite sexual

position. Ice bent over her, his cock brushing against her thigh, and one of his hands

flattened on the bed to hold his weight up over her as his other hand reached around

her hip and slid between her slightly parted thighs.

“Wider.”

She understood and spread her legs farther apart. Just the sight of Ice naked did

things to her so she wasn’t surprised to be already wet when his fingertips found her as

he rubbed against her slit and then spread it upward to her clit. Megan’s head fell

forward as a soft moan passed her lips.

“I love you touching me.”

“You are so responsive.” His voice deepened. “I love to touch you and hear the

sounds you make.”

“I love the way you play with me.” She didn’t miss their use of the “L” word. It

warmed her inside that he’d even use it. “I love a lot of things about you.”

He chuckled, his fingertip making slow circles around her clit that had her vaginal

walls clenching and her biting her lip. The bed shifted a little as Ice moved, centering

his hips to align with the curve of her ass. His hot, hard cock brushed the inside of her

thigh and he stopped playing with her clit to grip his erection and guide it. A soft moan

tore from Megan as he pressed against her, entering her slowly, stretching the inner

walls of her pussy with the thickness of his shaft.

“So hot,” he groaned.

“Touch me again, please?”

He sank into her deeper and released the base of his cock. His fingertip returned to

her clit, pressing on it with just enough pressure to feel really good. Ice withdrew a little

and then his hips started to slowly rock as his finger slid up and down on her sensitive,

swollen bud.

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“Yes,” Megan moaned. She lowered her upper body, bracing on the bed with her

lower arms and elbows, and her forehead rested against the bed. “Don’t stop.”

“I won’t.”

He increased the pace, driving into her deeper and harder. The sensation of the

thick crown of his cock rubbing against her cervix had Megan experiencing pure

ecstasy. Her fingers clawed at the silky bedspread.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted.

His finger rubbed her clit faster as he pounded his hips against her ass, driving

harder into her, and Megan’s breath caught. She was going to come. Her muscles

tensed, the feeling of Ice’s cock fighting her tightness, making the pleasure more

intense, and his hand lifted from the bed as he straightened, gripped her hip and he

fucked her harder, faster, deeper.

“Ice!” Rapture tore through her as she started to climax. Her muscles twitched as

she screamed into the bed.

“I’ve got you,” he groaned and started to come hard inside her as his body jerked

with each jet of his release that bathed her inside with spreading warmth as his

movements slowed until he stopped.

They were both panting and Ice moved his finger away from her clit, sliding his

palm higher on her stomach as he came down on top of her again, pinning her bent

form under his. The hand on her hip moved and he hugged her around her waist,

locking their bodies together.

“I could easily get addicted to you.”

Megan smiled.
I’m already addicted to you
, she thought.

Ice, still buried deep in her body, nuzzled her head with his and rubbed her

stomach. She could feel his cock throbbing like a heartbeat and her smile widened when

he said, “Let me catch my breath and we’ll go again. That just took the edge off.”

“Sounds like a great plan to me. I want to be on top next time.”

“If I allow it.”

She laughed. “I’m betting I could―”

A loud siren sounded, blasting through the room. It startled Megan enough that she

would have probably fallen over onto her side if Ice hadn’t been wrapped around her,

holding her in place. His entire body tensed and he swiftly pulled out of her body,

rolling off her, and the bed.

“What is that?” Megan sat back, sitting on her legs, and put her hands over her ears.

The piercing sound hurt her ears and she had to yell to be heard.

“I don’t know,” he yelled, bending down to grab his clothes. “Get dressed now.

Hurry!”

She wiggled toward the edge of the bed, not wanting to move her hands from her

ears. The sound deafened and a red light flashed by the door. Whatever had triggered

the alarm was a mystery.

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Ice put his pants on but not his shirt. He strode to the door, slapped his hand on the

pad, and closed his eyes. She watched him as she released one ear, reached down and

found her shirt. Ice released the door and spun. The look on his face told her the news

wasn’t good.

“Those damn human look-alike robots rebooted,” he roared. “Move it!”

Terror slammed through Megan so hard her knees buckled and she fell back onto

the edge of the bed, gaping at Ice. Her worst nightmare had come true. The damn

things had gotten around their programming and she had no further doubt in her mind

that was how they’d escaped the testing facility on Earth. No one had thought they

could do that since they weren’t supposed to be able to bypass a shutdown code. She’d

been afraid they could but hadn’t really wanted to believe it was possible.

“Get dressed. They are attacking the guards, one of whom is severely injured. We

need to get to control and help take them out.”

She bent, her hands shaking, as she reached for her pants. She fumbled but got her

legs into them. Standing proved trickier since she still shook badly. Ice suddenly moved

in front of her, his boots on already, and helped her yank her shirt on. She only did a

few of the snaps, leaving the lower buttons over her stomach undone.

Ice gripped her hand and ran for the door, dragging her more than leading her

since her legs didn’t want to work right. She knew that Ice thought they could win in a

fight against the androids but he hadn’t watched the things walk through walls of fire

and not even flinch as their cloned skin completely burned away. They experienced no

pain, no emotions, and they were killing machines. She vaguely realized she was

barefoot but she didn’t argue the point as Ice forced her into the hallway, one hand

gripping her, his other hand withdrawing his weapon from the belt he’d snapped on

when he’d dressed.

The alarm fell silent as they reached the lift. Ice froze and Megan did too. She stared

up at him with raw fear. “What does that mean?”

“I don’t know. I can’t link to the other cyborgs on this ship without touching access

panels first to hold the communications open. I didn’t hack their computer to gain

remote access.” His voice turned harsh. “I was too focused on fucking you instead of

acting rationally.”

Her mouth opened, not sure what to say to that, but the lift opened at that moment.