lover would the big cyborg be? She prayed he was nothing similar to
Chuck. Her not-so-loving husband was damn selfish in bed. If she’d ever slept with
Chuck before the marriage there wouldn’t have been a ceremony. He was a “two-minute
not so wonder” who didn’t believe in foreplay, not even liking to face Rena when he’d
taken her. She climbed on the bed and stretched out on her back.
She turned her head to stare at the cyborg when he didn’t immediately join her. He
hadn’t moved from where she’d left him, his gaze was watching her silently. She stared
back at him, waiting for him to do something, anything, not sure what else to do.
“You are frightened of me.”
She could lie but he seemed pretty intelligent. “I am. You’re really big and obviously
strong. I heard all about cyborg enhancements. You could snap my bones without even
straining a muscle. You’re stronger, faster, and bigger than regular men so of course I’m
a little afraid of you.”
“What do you know of cyborgs?”
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She hesitated and then sat up and she crossed her arms over her breasts to hide them,
feeling uncomfortable sitting naked on the big bed. “I know why Earth tried to kill your
kind off and what they were afraid of. I know that you’re fighting machines and that you
have implants throughout your body and in your brain.” She paused, not sure what he
was looking for in her answer.
“Have you ever met my kind?”
She shook her head. “No. Cyborgs were gone from Earth by the time I was three
years old unless they were prisoners.”
“So you read about us in your history files?”
She hesitated. “I knew someone who was a military guard for the few cyborg
survivors captured after the order went down to stop the cyborg program. Before they
were executed.”
He blinked a few times. Steel finally moved, closing the distance to stop at the side
of the bed. His gaze ran over her body before he settled for staring into her eyes. “I don’t
want you. You’re too small, too frail, and you’re not my type. You may sleep on my bed
tonight but in the morning you’re going to go with my engineer.”
Shock rolled through her. “I’m not unattractive.”
He tilted his head. “You are correct. You are very appealing but you aren’t my type.
My unit female was six-foot-four with a rounded, solid frame.” His gaze lowered down
her body and then lifted. “You’re not sturdy enough for someone like me and I like
aggressive females. You will be much better suited for another male.”
“So you’re just turning me down?” Rena was shocked. She had men hit on her all the
time when she was clothed but now she was naked in this man’s bed yet he was rejecting
her. That burned and was insulting as hell. “You said you haven’t had a woman in a long
time. You’d rather go without sex than have it with me?”
He paused. “There are cyborg females on a planet we will arrive at in the morning.
Many of them have shown an interest in forming a family unit with me but I had thought
I was still contracted to a woman. Now that I know I am free I can contract with another
cyborg female so I won’t be without sex for long.”
Biting her lip, she glared at him. “Please don’t give me to someone else.”
He sighed. “You will be treated well.” He turned away to walk to a dresser. In less
than a minute he returned, tossing a large gray shirt at her. “Put that on.”
Her hands shook as she put his big shirt on to cover her body. He was going to give
her away, her life was going to be pure hell, and the thought of attacking him even came
to mind. If she attacked him he might kill her, but she reasoned that dying would be
preferable than becoming a ship whore.
“Do not take it personally,” he said softly. “I was a prisoner after it was declared
cyborgs should be decommissioned.” He took a deep breath. “I spent six years in prison
on Earth
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