Melting Iron (4 page)

“I won’t fight you again if you make him leave. Please don’t sell me or rent me out to other
cyborgs
.”

He just stared at her, expressionless, as the seconds ticked away. She’d kicked him off the bed. Would this be the way he got back at her? She licked her lips, feeling really dry mouthed from her terror.

“Please don’t do this to me. You know I’m afraid of you. I’m sorry if I pissed you off but put yourself in my shoes.”

“I would never be as weak as you. I would have fought to the death before I allowed myself to be captured.”

She bit back the word “asshole”. “Please don’t do this to me.”

“I will let you decide your own fate.” He let his arms drop and moved around the bed, having to brush against the other
cyborg
to reach her. He leaned down, releasing her wrists with just a few quick motions of his hands. “Do what I say and show me that keeping you with me for my private use is a good investment.”

Dawn lunged, grabbed the cover from his bed and jerked the material over her exposed body to hide it from both men’s view.

She rubbed her wrists as he backed away from her. She was free. Her gaze jerked to the other
cyborg
. He was watching her intently, his black gaze scaring her. Her attention went to Iron, hating him a bit more because she knew whatever he ordered her to do, she’d have to obey or face the consequences by possibly being given to the other male.

“Stand up and go lie flat on your back on the cot.”

Hot tears burned the back of her eyes as she got to her feet. Her hands fisted the cover, tearing if off the bed to clutch it to her chest, hiding as much of her bare body as possible. She put her chin up, trying to conceal how vulnerable and embarrassed she was at being so exposed. She moved to the cot, only hesitating for a second while she adjusted the cover before she lay down flat on her back. She held really still, waiting to see what he had in store for her.

“I want your hands above your head. Grip the bar of the frame with your palms up, fingers curled around the metal.”

It was hard to let go of the material, knowing he could just jerk it off to expose her to the other man, but she released the cover and reached up. One day, if she survived this, he’d let his guard down and she’d get even with him for all of this, she silently swore. The metal was cold as her fingers curled around it. Iron grabbed the shirts he had dumped on the bed and approached her. He didn’t look at her or meet her eyes as he bent. She heard material tear and didn’t jerk away from his touch as he used the arms of one of his shirts to bind her wrists to the bar above her head. The material wrapped over her fingers, securing them in place firmly. His gaze met hers and she saw amusement flicker in his eyes.

Oh yeah
, she swore to herself silently,
the first chance I get, I am going to kill you
. She was humiliated, terrified, and he was enjoying it, not even bothering to hide it from her as he continued to stare at her. He finally lowered his gaze to her covered legs.

“Spread your legs open wide. I want your feet flat on the frame just under your ass and your knees over the edge of each side.”

She closed her eyes to hide the tears that surfaced. It was pure hell as she was forced to submit to his demands. She was terrified that he was lying to her as she spread her thighs, wiggling so that when her legs slid out from under the material it stayed bunched in the center. She put her feet on the cold metal sides of the cot, grateful the cover was hiding her pussy, which would have been exposed to his view as her knees dropped all the way open. If he let that other
cyborg
rape her after she complied… She pushed that thought away, not even wanting to deal with that horror.

Material brushing against her knee made her jerk but she only tensed, not fighting him or trying to get away. Her eyes opened when the material tightened around her thigh. She looked down to see what he was doing to her. Shock tore through her as she realized he was binding her legs open by using a shirt to tie her in place. He was at least careful to keep her vital girl parts covered.

He straightened fully and then just stepped over her and the cot to reach the other side. He crouched there, another shirt in his hand as he set to work on her other leg, tying it to the frame. Movement in her peripheral vision made her attention jerk away from Iron and what he was doing. The other
cyborg
stepped closer, his gaze locked on her body.

“I want to see all of her. She’s small.”

“I know,” Iron tied off the shirt and stood. “It was expected that she be smaller framed than our women. They made us much larger than standard humans.”

“I’ve done human females. I meant she is too thin. In order for her to survive long she needs to gain mass.”

They thought she was too thin? Dawn gritted her teeth. She not only was terrified and humiliated by being totally vulnerable in the worst way a woman could be, her legs tied open while she was naked under a thin cover that barely hid her nudity, but they were discussing her as if she were a piece of furniture not to their liking. She hoped they weren’t interested in her enough to want her though, on second thought.

“Leave,” Iron said softly.

The other
cyborg
frowned. “I’m willing to pay quite a bit for her.”

Iron’s head snapped up, his eyes narrowed and his expression turned ice cold. “I said leave now or I’ll remove you. The female and I agreed to the terms and she is following them by obeying my commands. I ordered you to leave. Consider the viewing of her body as a gift. That’s all you’re going to get.”

The other male’s features tightened but he spun away and left the room. Dawn’s body relaxed slightly now that the tense moment was over. For a second she thought they’d go to blows and she was on a cot between them. That wouldn’t have been good at all. Her gaze turned to Iron. He was already watching her.

“Try to remain relaxed.”

She opened her mouth, not sure how to respond to that but he moved then, straddling the cot below her. Her gaze followed him as he sat just a few feet from where her legs were tied open. Big hands gripped the cover, and with one jerk, he bared her entire body to his view. He dropped the cover onto the floor next to the cot. He lowered his gaze to stare with concentration at her pussy.

“Please don’t—”

“Silence.”
His intense look rose to meet hers. “I will activate your sex drive for you and then I will carefully posses your body. I don’t wish you harm.”

He is going to activate my sex drive? Who the hell talks like that?
She frowned but then reminded herself he was a
cyborg
. Obviously they weren’t romantic in any way imaginable. She tried to wiggle away as his warm hand wrapped around her inner thigh and his fingers curled close to her sex but she was tied down too tightly to be able to move away.

“Wait a second. I think we should talk about this. I—”

He growled low in his throat, the sound scary. “I said be silent. You agreed to be my slave.” His eyes narrowed dangerously. “This is not a time for you to be human with your wasted emotions.” He hesitated. “They are no concern to me. I want sex and I am willing to activate you to do it but if you anger me our joint pleasure will no longer be a goal of mine.”

Her mouth opened and slammed closed. She took a breath as anger flooded her. “Like I’m going to enjoy this no matter how it goes down.
Right.
Let me clue you in,
cyborg
. Unless you vibrate and are shaped like my favorite sex toy, there isn’t going to be any joint pleasure.”

The hand on her thigh tightened. “You’re comparing me to a sex toy?”

Had she insulted him?

“Do you have a sex droid model? We have stolen a few shipments of them so I’m aware of what they are and their functions.” His tone lowered to a gravelly tone. “You compare me to one of those brainless robots? They say about forty phrases and you have to position them to move the way you want them to before activating them.” He glared at her. “They are very limited at even that.” He paused. “You said you hadn’t had sex in two years. I am starting to understand why human males won’t touch you. You are a very disagreeable female. I can assure you I am nothing like a sex droid.”

“Tried one, did you? You sound like you know a lot about them. Was it your girlfriend?” Damn, she regretted saying that as soon as the words were out of her mouth. Sometimes she said things before her brain caught up and she was always
flip
with her remarks, especially when angry.

He glared at her. She glared back. So far he hadn’t hurt her but she figured if she didn’t get control of her temper that would change fast. She wondered if she’d already pushed him too far.

“Sex droids may have limited speech but at least they don’t talk offensively. Has anyone ever told you that you have a foul mouth for a female?”

“If you wanted someone with polite conversational skills you should have kidnapped a diplomat. I’m a mechanic who grew up around men. I had to work so I never attended charm school.”

He leaned forward as his attention returned to her exposed pussy. She tensed as his hand left her thigh and both his hands reached between them. She jerked as his thumbs spread her farther apart, opening her sex lips wide. He ignored her struggles while he shifted his big body back to lower his face until his hot breath fanned her exposed pussy.

“Do you know what I’m going to enjoy more than fucking you?” He didn’t wait for an answer. “The knowledge that you can resist me but you can’t win. That is punishment enough for your insults.”

“Fuck you,
cyborg
. Go ahead and try to activate me. I did agree to this and I keep my word so let’s get this over with. Just
do
what you want to my body but you better not hurt me.”

He growled a second before shock tore through her as his mouth closed over her clit. It was hot and wet, shocking her. He hesitated only a second before he tested the flesh against his tongue by licking her. She jerked hard in her restraints, trying to get away, but she couldn’t. He’d tied her legs too securely for her to move away from his seeking mouth.

Dawn closed her eyes tightly as she turned her head, trying not to feel anything as his tongue lapped at her clit. It was a shocking sensation and worse, it was starting to feel good, pleasurable in a raw way. She realized that her tense body made it worse, enhancing the sensation even more so she forced herself to relax. Some of the pleasure eased back but it was still there.

His mouth and tongue toyed with her clit, drawing her body toward response. Her nipples tightened and her belly quivered along with her vaginal walls. A moan started to build so she clenched her teeth together. She’d rather die than let the bastard hear how he was turning her on.

She arched her back, lifting it from the mattress, but it didn’t get her farther away from that mouth. If anything it pressed her pussy tighter against his face. She jerked back down and turned her head the other way as her hands gripped the metal in a white-knuckled hold.

He growled against her clit, sending vibrations through the oversensitive, hardening flesh. A small whimper came from her throat, though she hadn’t meant to make it. Breathing was getting difficult as she took choppy breaths, gasping air into her lungs when she realized she’d been holding her breath. He sucked on her, licked at her harder, with more pressure, increasing the speed of his tongue, rubbing up and down against the sensitive nub.

She was going to come. She tried to imagine a dead body, the time the sewage line had burst on the space station and she’d literally had to clean up shit for a week, but not even her worst memories could mute her pleasure. Dawn knew she couldn’t fight her body and the jackass had been right. He was totally in control of her body now. Her body tensed in anticipation a few seconds before rapture tore through her as the climax hit. She cried out, unable to stop the sound that passed her lips.

The hot mouth tore away from her. She sagged in relief, her pussy clenching and twitching from her release, and she realized she was panting as if she’d gone jogging as the pleasure-induced haze started to clear.

A thick finger slowly pushed inside her pussy, unexpected as hell. Her eyes flew open and she couldn’t look away from the man between her spread thighs. His full lips curved into a smirk of satisfaction as he watched her through hooded eyes.

“You’re prepared for me now.” He withdrew his finger from her body. “Now you’re going to take me.”

He shifted on the cot, his hands coming down next to her chest to grip the edges of the bed frame. She just stared up at him in mute shock as he stretched out over her, keeping his weight off her while he positioned his body. He slowly lowered over her. She gasped as his hard cock pressed against her wet pussy and then, with a small hip adjustment on his part, he came down on her, letting gravity work with him to push into her.

She threw her head back as his thick, rigid cock breached her pussy. Her vagina stretched to accommodate the big bastard, her treacherous body soaked to help ease him inside her. He kept pushing his cock into her, making her body take more and more of him, until he settled snugly on top of her.

She’d never been so damn full in her life as she was at that moment. His cock was thick, hard, and just…big. Her pussy was wrapped tight around him, almost to the point of pain. He didn’t move on her, just took slow, deep breaths. She opened her eyes, wondering why he was frozen there over her. She couldn’t stop him, had agreed to this and couldn’t fight back even if she hadn’t, so why wasn’t he just fucking her already?

Dawn couldn’t help but notice his eyes were beautiful up close. They were a dark blue with flecks of a lighter shade of blue. Their faces were almost nose-to-nose. He had lowered his head enough to level them out some, though he was quite a bit taller than her. He was staring into her eyes and she couldn’t look away. He took another slow, deep breath, making his chest crush down on hers just enough to make her aware that if his arms weren’t bracing his upper-body weight, she wouldn’t be able to breathe.