Chapter Nine

Melissa hadn’t spoken during the search, but couldn’t hold her tongue when Thunder had finished. “Are you satisfied now?” Her chin jutted into the air defiantly, like she dared him to touch her again.

Thunder shook his head. She wouldn’t do that if she knew what he was thinking. “Not yet. It’s something I plan to work on.” Her blue eyes looked like passionate fire in the dim light. Thunder noticed the smoothness and perfection of her skin. It wasn’t anything like the scarred and pocked flesh of the cyborgs. He turned away to avoid looking at it. If he kept staring, he was going to reach out and touch.

“Your name’s Thunder, right? I heard you guys talking to each other.”

Thunder kept his back to the girl. He was happy to let her think he didn’t care about what she said. “That’s right.” He instantly felt like he shouldn’t have answered the question. The human didn’t need to know his name. Savage and the other cyborgs might not appreciate him volunteering any information.

The woman gave a snort of laughter that echoed through the room. “Did you pick that name yourself? Is one of you called Lightning too?”

The cyborg turned around and grabbed Melissa by the waist. It almost fit between both his hands. He thought he could crush her easily if she continued irritating him. “Do you have a problem with it?”

She flushed at the press of his body against her. “Absolutely not. I think it suits you well, as a matter of fact.”

He released Melissa as though she was burning hot. It seemed like she had the same conflicting feelings he had about her. One moment she acted scared, then angry, and finally something else. His body was telling him to do things to her that didn’t involve asking questions or making sure she couldn’t escape.

Thunder wasn’t sure which emotion was appropriate for the moment, but it seemed better to be angry with her than anything else. “Your friends nearly compromised our mission. We don’t know what’s going to happen once we get out of here. Humans have no business with cyborgs.”

Melissa reacted to Thunder’s anger and fed the fire. “We just wanted to help you. You assumed we were enemies. If you hadn’t scared off my friends, we could have worked together. There would have been more people to fight off Purity Force and get to safety.” She didn’t bother sitting back down. Thunder noted that she was trembling.

“We don’t need your help. We were made for fighting. By combining the forces of the cyborgs who came with me and the ones we released, we have overwhelming strength against the enemy. If your bunch of meat bags hadn’t slowed us down, we would have been out of here already.” Thunder was so close to Melissa that she was forced to look up at him. He enjoyed putting her in a vulnerable position.

Melissa squinted her eyes as she looked up at him. She was just as angry and tenacious as Thunder. “I guess you’re right. A bunch of big, stupid cyborgs could do just fine on their own. You didn’t need our help, even though we offered it freely and didn’t ask for anything in return.” The girl’s eyes broke away from his gaze. She stared at his lips, tracing the cords of his neck down to his broad shoulders. He felt her gaze linger on his chest and waist.

“No.” Thunder’s gaze drifted down her body. “We didn’t. You didn’t serve any purpose coming in here like that.”

Melissa leaned her body toward Thunder as she spoke her challenge. “Like what?”

“You know what I mean.” Thunder licked his lips. “Your hair hangs loosely around your shoulders. What about the way you made your body look? You aren’t dressed for battle, at least not the kind where you hit other people.”

“Perhaps I tagged along wanting something else.” Her reply sounded dark and sultry.

Thunder couldn’t control himself any longer. He reached out and grabbed Melissa by the hips, crushing her body against him as he covered her mouth with his. Melissa’s lips were hot and moist. Thunder found them irresistible and surprisingly pleasurable. The cyborg had never known anything like physical gratification before. The closest thing he could compare it to was a deep satisfaction of seeing a slain enemy. There were no opponents here, but he had an unspoken mission to fulfill.

His hands pressed against the smooth skin of Melissa’s body, exploring, touching, and memorizing every curve. Thunder was determined to experience as much as possible before she began resisting him. To his surprise, Melissa melted in his arms and allowed her body to become pliant when he touched her. She didn’t turn her head or twist her body away. She pressed back against him. The cyborg used his lips to pry her mouth open, darting his tongue inside gently. Her tongue came out to greet him, and the sensation left him wanting more.

When he felt her hand curl around the base of his neck, Thunder pulled himself back and held her at arm’s length. “What did you do to me?” Somehow she had gotten inside of his mind and taken it over. He had to resist her. When he held her, he felt like he wasn’t in control.

The girl looked up. Her sapphire eyes were dilated, and her lips looked slightly swollen. She appeared as dazed as Thunder. “I don’t know,” she finally replied. “But I like it.”

“You’re not going to change my mind about keeping you captive. I’m not letting you go.” Thunder tried to sound menacing, but the dazzle in her eyes was contagious. He blinked to keep his mind straight.

Melissa reached out and traced a line down his bicep with the tip of her finger. She barely brushed him and yet the physical contact created chaos inside his body. “I don’t think I want you to.”

The cyborg thought briefly about his comrades upstairs, but the process only lasted for a fraction of a second. They were busy making plans without him. Savage had told him to watch the woman. Thunder was just following orders. He relented, grabbing Melissa again and pushing her down on the bunk as he resumed their kissing.

He knew he was strong compared to the humans, but feeling her tiny body beneath him made Thunder acutely aware of Melissa’s fragility. The hardness building between his legs grew unbearable. He pressed into her as his mouth left hers and roamed down into the soft skin of her neck. He didn’t want to stop and think about his next move. He was merely following the desires of his body.

Even though only thin layers of clothing stood between them, it was suddenly far too much. Curling his hands underneath the fabric of Melissa’s shirt, Thunder lifted it off and tossed it aside like a rag. Her ample breasts heaved in her bra cups, beckoning to him with every breath she took. Thunder buried his face between the fleshy mounds as his big hands worked their way around to free her from the barrier.

He wondered how he knew to get the bra off and out of their way. Did it matter where the knowledge came from? Thunder sucked in his breath at the sight of her glorious breasts and the way they moved. Melissa’s nipple eagerly responded when he reached out with his tongue to flick it, and the hardened bud demanded him to draw it into his mouth.

Glancing up at Melissa’s face, Thunder could see fear in her eyes. The thought only made him harder, especially when he saw intrigue mixed into the expression. Her top teeth sank into her lower lip as she watched him work. The girl was afraid but still wanted him. He moved on to the other nipple, pulling and sucking at it until he could fit no more into his mouth. He was reluctant to leave the other breast unattended and wrapped his hand around it, gently squeezing the round flesh.

Melissa made no efforts to resist as she moaned underneath him. Even though she had surrendered to him, there was more work to be done. The cyborg’s hands made her shoes and jeans vanish. He cast them aside, revealing the magnificence of her naked body. The girl had a small waist, giving her an hourglass figure consisting of voluptuous hips that balanced out her generous bust. She had long, toned limbs that would require plenty of attention at some point. He desperately needed to have Melissa’s legs wrapped around him. Her pussy was clean, leaving only an enticingly moist slit that begged him to thrust inside. Thunder didn’t know how he could ever stop looking at her, but he wanted to do more than look.

With a roar sounding like a battle cry, Thunder stood and yanked off his clothing. Melissa reached up to help him, but he grabbed her wrist with one hand and pinned it to the bed. He wasn’t going to wait for her. His cock strained at the front of his pants, and he set it free. The girl’s eyes got wide when she saw its length, but she welcomed him by parting her legs.

Thunder maneuvered himself over her and plunged into her warm depths. The woman stiffened for a moment from the entry, quickly recovering and spreading her legs further to give him total access. The cyborg plowed into her, letting the heat and wetness of her pussy pull him inside. He reveled in the way the human’s body moved with every thrust. Her lips parted slightly as her breasts bounced. Thunder’s hard muscles pressed against her sweet curves. Every inch of his skin tingled as their sweat-slick skin ground together. Thunder’s body burned with a desire that only Melissa could satisfy and it increased as he fed the flames.

The soldier slammed into her over and over again. He couldn’t get enough. His cock needed her and had demands of its own. It would not give up until it had conquered her. Melissa’s moans of gratification worked him into a frenzy. He grabbed her by the hips and buried himself to the hilt. Thunder could feel the walls of her core pulsing around him, drawing in his cock and keeping it there. It was too much for him to handle. He wanted everything at once. The cyborg plowed into her until there was nothing left and he burst, releasing something inside of him that he hadn’t known existed. She had built an elaborate structure of pleasure and pain inside of him and pressed until it exploded.

He collapsed on top of her, sweating and gasping. Had he defeated her, or had she defeated him? It was hard to tell, but the way she wrapped her arms around his neck and ran fingers through the cyborg’s hair made him realize Melissa thought she was the victor. Thunder would have to fix that next time. He didn’t know how he had existed before without engaging in a battle like this. He looked forward to the war ahead.