Chapter Twelve

The shouting above Melissa was growing louder. She sat on the edge of the bed with her knees pulled up to her chest and her arms wrapped around her legs. It wasn’t a position that allowed her to run, but she had a feeling she wasn’t going to be racing around anytime soon.

The cyborg guarding her stood silently next to the door, looking at her coldly and keeping his back rigid. He was not interested in her the way Thunder had been. She was grateful for that, but she didn’t like the menacing look on his face.

When the crescendo upstairs had died down, Melissa hoped that the person on the stairs was Thunder. She didn’t know what she would do if she found herself at the mercy of any of the other cyborgs. In a moment, the door opened, and the blonde cyborg appeared. He dismissed the other soldier with a quick gesture and shut the door behind him.

“Did they come up with anything?” Melissa rose from the thin mattress and crossed the room. She had wanted to come to Thunder and wrap her arms around him, but she stopped in the center of the room when the cyborg didn’t approach her. “Are we going to get out of here?”

Thunder ran a hand through his short, spiky hair and shook his head. “I don’t know.”

“They can’t give up. Did you tell them about my ideas?”

The expression that crossed the cyborg’s face shut her up immediately. “No, and I don’t plan on introducing the subject. They don’t want to have anything to do with you. They certainly won’t want to hear plans from a human.”

“You have to give me a chance. Let me talk to them.” Melissa had never been a fan of public speaking and swaying a crowd of cyborgs wasn’t on her resume, but she was willing to try anything. “They need to know that I’m on their side.”

Thunder, who had been standing with his head buried in his hands, exploded into action. He grabbed Melissa by the shoulders and shook her. “They know too much about you already. The last thing you need to do is present yourself on a silver platter. You should stay down here and be quiet!”

His fingers dug into Melissa’s shoulders. She twisted awkwardly to get away from him. He could have held onto her if he wanted to, but Thunder let her go. Melissa wished he didn’t speak to her like that, but she knew it was because he cared. “That doesn’t seem like an effective strategy,” she muttered.

“We have a plan, Melissa, but it doesn’t include you.”

Melissa let out a sigh of relief. She assumed the cyborg meant they wouldn’t use her as a bargaining chip. “Wonderful. I’ll just stay out of the way until we escape.”

His green eyes looked at her for only a moment before he turned away. “Stay out of the way, yes. But my orders are to leave you here and let Purity Force have you.”

Melissa didn’t like the idea of leaving Thunder, but she carried a hope inside her chest that they would find a way to be together. She couldn’t tell him that they reminded her of Romeo and Juliet or Beauty and the Beast. Melissa doubted he would remember the references, and she didn’t want to scare him off. Anyway, she didn’t know if a cyborg could honestly want to have a relationship with a human.

Instead, she agreed with him. “That will be fine.” She tried to sound strong even though she didn’t feel like it at all. “I’ll tell them I was dumb enough to get caught up in the action. I can pretend to be an innocent bystander. You and the cyborgs felt sorry for me and decided to protect me. That way no one can make you look like the bad guys, and I won’t get arrested for being a Liberator.” Melissa began to feel encouraged the more she spoke. Everything was a mess, but there was light at the end of the tunnel.

“Are all humans as innocent as you?” Thunder came to her again, this time holding her gently by her hips. “We don’t have a good way out. If you go upstairs, your options are murder or rape. If you stay down here and wait for us to leave, Purity Force will interrogate you, and they will do anything to get an answer. They may torture you to within an inch of your life. It doesn’t matter what you say or do, or who you try to ally with.” His grip tightened, but he didn’t dig his fingers into her skin this time. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have anything to be sorry about.” Melissa reached up and touched Thunder’s jaw, running her finger down the cyborg’s neck, only stopping when his skin disappeared into the collar of his shirt. “It’s my fault for coming here in the first place.”

“I kidnapped you and started doing other things to you.” He glanced quickly at the bed. “Savage doesn’t want me to take you with me, but I think I have to. I can’t leave you by yourself. I’m not going to risk putting you in the hands of Purity Force or hoping you can escape on your own. I’ll fight with my brothers to get out of here. After that, you and I can leave together.”

Thunder crushed Melissa against his chest until she could hardly breathe, but she didn’t mind the discomfort. Thunder wanted her, and that was the only thing that mattered to her at the moment. For a short while, she would be his. They might both be dead within the hour.

When he spoke again, it seemed like he could read her mind. “We might not make it out of here alive.”

Melissa nodded her head gently. His grip restricted her movement. “I know.”

“If something happens to us, I’ll make sure to find you.”

Melissa tilted her head up as he leaned over to meet her. Their lips met, not with only longing and desire, but desperation. The cyborg and human had just found each other, and they might never see each other again. Thunder’s promise wouldn’t mean anything if he ended up dead or captured himself.

She tried to stop thinking about what Purity Force might do with Thunder if they caught him, focusing instead on the heat of his tongue as it invaded her mouth and caressed her. The situation was risky for her, but an encounter with Purity Force would be fatal for the cyborg. It seemed unlikely for them to bother locking him up in a stasis chamber like the other cyborgs here. It would be simpler to destroy him on the spot and mark him as another cyborg casualty.

Melissa clung to the soldier’s body, wanting to pull as much of his strength into herself as she could even though she knew he would need it for the upcoming struggle. Thunder responded, scooping his hand underneath her ass and lifting her from the floor. Melissa wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing her torso against his hard cock which was making the front of his khakis taut. A deep groan escaped from the cyborg’s throat, and she ground harder. Melissa could feel the area between her thighs growing damp already.

Thunder carried her to the bed. They didn’t need words to know what they both needed. Their feelings were no longer based on the basic lust they had felt before, but an agony that could only be satisfied by each other.

The cyborg quickly crossed the room toward the bunk, but Melissa wanted the experience to last as long as possible. She swung her legs down until she was on the floor again, then sank to her knees in front of him. The soldier looked at her questioningly but did not fight when she reached for his belt buckle. Melissa made quick work of his pants, revealing the hard throbbing erection he carried between his legs. Thunder stroked her head, burying his hands in the brown locks of hair.

Melissa wrapped her fingers around the base of his shaft, rubbing slowly at first and reveling in his shape and heat. She cupped the cyborg’s balls with her other hand while flicking her tongue over the head of his cock, teasing him. Thunder’s grip tightened on the back of her head, pulling her toward him, eager for more. Her lips slipped down his cock until he was touching the back of her throat, and she flicked her tongue around his base. Thunder’s cock swelled with each caress of her tongue, and she opened her throat to take him all in. The tip of his cock touched the back of her throat, and Melissa purred with triumph.

He moaned appreciatively, and Melissa felt her nipples harden under her shirt at the sound. She liked turning him on and wanted to do it again. Melissa pulled her head back and forth, building his erection until he was completely swollen. She pressed her tongue into his flesh and sucked hard.

“If you keep doing that, there won’t be any of me left for the rest of you.”

She kept her mouth around his cock, savoring the idea. She would love to have him cum all over her face and tits. They would have to save that for another time because she needed to have him inside her. Melissa’s lips left his cock with a pop, and his dick glistened with her saliva.

There was no telling how long they had together before the fighting started. Melissa cast her clothes aside in a hurry. She needed to feel his skin against hers, and she craved his hardness and his heat as though they were life itself. Still kneeling before him, she pressed her breasts against his cock, poking it through her cleavage.

Thunder’s powerful hands grabbed her shoulders. He pushed his hips against her, thrusting his dick along her breasts. Melissa fondled the tip of it with her lips, feeling her core quiver.

Melissa stood up and lay on the bed. Pleasuring him was working her into a frenzy, and she needed his solid shaft inside her to feed her hunger and bring her into the rolling pleasure of an orgasm. Melissa had never craved anything so badly before.

But Thunder had other ideas. He climbed onto the bed with her, but the cyborg wasn’t ready to fuck her yet. Instead, he lowered himself until his head was over her hips. Thunder slowly kissed her legs as he ran his hands over her inner thighs, teasing her. “I think I should return the favor,” he murmured, running his tongue over her pussy.

Melissa moaned, taking each of her breasts in her hands and rubbing her thumbs over her nipples as Thunder worked away at her. She’d never been with someone who was as interested in her pleasure as much as his own. The soldier was proving he was generous. His tongue burrowed inside her, flicking, tasting, and lingering. She thought he couldn’t build up any more tension but realized she was wrong when the tip of his tongue found her clit.

“I’ve got to get you inside me. I don’t think I can stand this anymore.”

The cyborg wasn’t listening to her. He teased his tongue over her bud again, and she jerked in response to the movement. Thunder’s fingers slid inside her sex as he worked at her. Melissa’s walls convulsed around his hand.

“Please! I need you. I want your big, hard cock in me.” Melissa’s hips bucked against him. It felt good, and she still wanted more. Thunder’s tongue felt like blissful torture on her skin.

Mercifully, the cyborg let his tongue trace a line up her flat stomach, pausing for a moment to push aside her hands and grab her breasts. Melissa was finally going to get what she needed. Thunder suspended his body above her and watched her eyes, bumping the head of his cock against her clit while she squirmed. Melissa shoved her hips up, trying to give him access to her sex and stop him from tantalizing her.

“I like it when you beg,” Thunder whispered in her ear. “I want to hear how much you want me.”

A chill of pleasure spread over her skin, and she shuddered against him. There was nothing that turned her on like dirty talk, and she enjoyed having a man in charge. “I want you,” she begged. “Please.”

“Please what? I don’t know what you want me to do.” He glided the front of his cock up and down against her slit, making Melissa wet again.

“Shove your cock into my pussy. Drive it in there. Let me have you,” Melissa gasped.

Thunder nodded, feeling satisfied. He thrust himself inside of her, hard and fast, and Melissa’s core constricted around his cock. Her back arched as they moved together and pleasure rippled through her body.

“Do you like this?” The cyborg’s voice sounded husky and full of passion. “Do you like it when I do these things to you?”

Melissa sank her teeth into her lip to keep herself from screaming as Thunder pushed a little harder, embedding himself inside her to the base of his shaft. He was almost too big, but she wanted all of it. He was made for her. “Yes. You know I do.”

Thunder didn’t stop moving his hips as he bent over to lick one of her nipples, leaving it pink and wet. “I like to hear it. Say it again.”

She wrapped her legs around him, opening her hips to let him in just a little deeper. “Yes,” she moaned. “I love it when you fuck me. I want to feel you inside me all the time.”

The cyborg grunted, shoving himself into her and making her breasts bounce. Melissa’s head had reached the edge of the bed, and she tilted it backward and exposed her throat. She could feel Thunder’s hot breath as he worked away at her pussy.

“Fuck me,” she whispered. “Shove that cock inside of me and fuck me like you mean it. I’m a dirty slut, and it’s the only thing I’m good for.” Her voice was growing louder now, but she didn’t care. If the whole group of cyborgs came down the stairs and watched them, it wouldn’t stop her. “Fuck me!”

Thunder complied, pounding inside until he came with a roar. He lay on top of her, panting and sweating. When she looked up, she could see he was smiling. She hadn’t seen the expression on his face before, and Melissa wondered what she looked like.

“Do you think we’ll get a chance to do that again?” Melissa asked. The cyborg gently laid his head between her breasts. His entire body felt limp and heavy on top of her. She ran her fingers through Thunder’s short blonde hair. The locks were surprisingly soft.

“I don’t know. Everything depends on what happens next.” There was sadness in Thunder’s voice, and it was an emotion that shouldn’t be present right before he was going into combat. The cyborg was a soldier designed to fight. He sounded as though he wanted to do anything but engage in a brawl.

A flood of emotions overtook Melissa’s body. Thunder was a cyborg. She had an intellectual understanding of his true nature, but she couldn’t help but think of him as a human. He treated her better than any man ever had, even though their relationship started out with her being a captive. They were good together, and she knew they would complete each other in parts of their lives other than in bed. “I might never see you again.” Melissa fought to keep tears out of her eyes.

The cyborg propped himself up on his elbows, and his eyes were hard as diamond as they stared into her soul. “I’m not going to let that happen, Melissa.”

“But what about the rest of the cyborgs? I know they don’t think I should be anywhere near them. They might not even want me alive. You can’t take me with you back to your home.”

Thunder shook his head firmly. “We’ll go somewhere else, but we’ll be together. I’m not leaving you.”

Melissa nodded, content for the moment to assume he was telling the truth. He might not intend to go anywhere, but she knew there was reality to consider. Lying together like they were a couple of lovers on a private beach was nothing more than a delusion, a fabrication they told themselves so they could feel good for a few minutes.

Everything would change soon, but for the moment, she felt fantastic.