But to her surprise, the big Cyborg didn’t move. He just stood there while the warm water rained down on both of them, a grim look on his face.
“Why? You going to finger my ass and make me shoot for you again like last night?” he demanded.
In fact, that was exactly what Corinne had been going to do. A prostate massage should be a quick and effective way to make him orgasm and it would also show him who was boss.
“I’m going to make you come my way,” she answered, lifting her chin. “So assume the position and spread for me!”
“No,” he growled, his hands squeezing into fists.
“What?” Corinne looked up at him uncertainly. “You’re disobeying a direct order?” She felt a flash of fear—was he about to go Rogue and kill her?
K-lx must have felt her fear because he shook his head.
“I’m not going fucking Rogue, Mistress,” he growled. “The Tolleg surgeons who made me built in some free will. Not a lot, but enough to ensure that I don’t have to follow orders that cause harm or self-loathing.”
“But—” Corinne began, but he didn’t let her finish.
“I let you finger-fuck me last night because it gave you pleasure and I wanted to please you.” His eyes were blazing as he spoke. “It got me off and I could feel you coming too—that was fucking hot. But I won’t let you do it just because you’re fucking angry at me!” He thumped his broad chest with one big, metal fist. “I may belong to you, but I belong to myself too. At least a little.”
Corinne had no idea what to say to him. She felt guilty all of a sudden because K-lx was right—she had been going to get him off that way because she was angry. She’d been treating him like less than a person.
But he is less than a person, a little voice argued in her head. He’s a Cyborg!
If anyone had ever asked her before, she would have denied that she thought the Units she worked with had been completely stripped of their personhood and humanity. She always tried to treat them with respect—even though most of them had been pared down to barely thinking pieces of meat.
But K-lx was different. He might not be fully human—or fully Kindred—but he was a person with thoughts and feelings and emotions. The longer she worked with him, the more clear that became.
However, he was also a seven-foot-tall killing machine who had already murdered two innocent techs when he had gone into Overload. If she couldn’t control him and keep him in check, he became a dangerous liability to everyone aboard the station!
“Fine,” she said at last, taking a step back from him. “I won’t give you a prostate massage tonight. But you’re not going to bed until you orgasm! According to your manual, you have to come at least once a night.” She pointed a stiff finger at his cock, which was still defiantly erect. “Jerk yourself off for me right here, right now.”
“Yes, Mistress.” K-lx bit out her title like it was a curse.
His eyes were smoldering as he took his thick shaft in one massive metal hand and began to stroke.
Corinne thought about leaving the shower…but that would be showing weakness. She intended to stay here and see this through to the bitter end, she told herself, even though it gave her no pleasure at all.
But if that was true, why was her heart still pounding and why did her pussy feel so wet as she watched the big Cyborg slowly stroke himself? He kept his eyes locked with hers as he pleasured himself, fisting the angry red club between his legs like it was some kind of weapon.
Though she tried not to, Corinne could feel his emotions loud and clear through their Link. Frustration…anger…and ravening lust raced between them like lightning. She had to squeeze her thighs together because she was feeling his pleasure and it was making her pussy ache with need.
She kept remembering what he’d said about how he wanted to eat her pussy until she cried for him. What the hell was wrong with him, saying something like that? She’d never been with a man who wanted to do that to her. Artie had tried a few times, but she could feel how much he didn’t like it and she’d stopped him before very long. But somehow when K-lx talked about how badly he wanted to taste her, she believed him.
K-lx’s deep voice broke her train of thought.
“Fucking you in my mind right now, Mistress,” he growled as his hand went faster and his hips pumped. “Fucking your soft little pussy until you moan my name.”
His words sent a shiver through her, despite the warm water raining down on them both.
“You…you can’t say that to me!” she protested breathlessly.
“Too fucking late.” His hips pumped harder. “If it wasn’t for my programming, I’d have you pinned up against the wall right now. I know you want it—even if you don’t admit it. I can smell the lust on you.” His nostrils flared. “I’d split you wide open with my cock until I got my knot inside you.”
“You…your…” Corinne didn’t know what to say.
“My knot.” His big metal hand stroked the swollen mass of flesh at the base of his massive shaft. “Once I get my knot in you, you’re not going anywhere, Mistress. Nothing you can do but spread your soft little pussy for me and let me breed you. Let me pump your hot little cunt full of my cum and plant my baby inside you.”
His words were so beyond the pale…so completely different from anything any other Cyborg—or any other man for that matter—had ever said to her that Corinne found herself speechless.
