"Why is that?" She pushed her glasses up her thin nose.
"There was a cyborg captured and I need to know a little bit more about her."
"It," she quickly corrected him. "Why?"
For Vivian to be called an "it" felt like a slap in his face. She was clinging to the last bit of life. Noah had to help her.
Noah lied. "She exhibited erratic behavior. I want to see if that same behavior was evident during her incarceration."
"Fine." The woman pointed to a computer screen. "Fill out that requisition form." She slid her chair over to a different desk. "Which cell?"
"The east cell." Noah touched the screen to fill out the needed information. "Who gets this requisition form?"
"Everyone in security, and the High Commander and her team."
Noah's finger hovered over the spot that asked for a reason. He didn't want to draw any more attention to Vivian but he couldn't lie again. Instead he entered the information of the cyborg he just interviewed and claimed he wanted to see if the man had removed his own genitalia while in the cell.
"Here you go, Doctor." She handed him a slender memory stick. "Viewing room is through there."
Noah thanked the woman for her time and ducked into the room. He sat at the desk furthest away from the door. Once he inserted the stick into the port, the screen populated with a color image of the hallway at Sodom and Gomorrah.
The vantage point offered a perfect view of the cell. Noah didn't see Vivian. Then he saw guards bringing in groups of cyborgs. In the mass, he saw Vivian.
"Audio," Noah called out. He slipped in a set of earpieces.
"Please! I don't belong here! I'm not one of these people!" Vivian screamed.
"I know. That's what they all say." Officer Ionta pushed her into a cell with other cyborgs.
It broke his heart when he heard her crying. She slipped down to the floor at the corner of the cell and held onto the bars for dear life. A few cyborgs approached her. Noah heard them whispering sexual requests. She turned each and every one of them down, not just once or twice.
Every day she was approached. And every day she told them to leave her alone. It was no wonder the woman covered her face with her long hair. That was her only safe place.
Pride filled his heart until he watched himself clomping down the hallway. He knew he had tuned them out. He just didn't know he had completely and categorically ignored Vivian on a daily basis.
Just like she had told him, she called for him every day. It was evident in the surveillance video that she wasn't lying. She kept her back to the graphic sexual activity occurring behind her and even covered her eyes when it happened across the way from her. She truly was in hell and he had ignored her.
What made him straighten his spine was watching Officer Ionta talk to her.
"You need to stop acting like you're too good to do what the rest of these machines are doing." The officer taunted her through the bars. "You know you want to do the same."
"I don't. Please leave me alone." She tried backing from him, but behind her was an orgy that made the floor look alive with writhing bodies.
"If you don't with these other bots, you can fuck me." The officer grabbed his penis through his pants and adjusted himself in front of her.
"Not interested." Vivian sat on the floor and turned her head away from him.
"If you need me, you know where to find me." Ionta walked away to finish his rounds.
Noah watched the video up to the point where he helped her escape. That's when he stopped viewing. Vivian had been honest about everything. She had been professing her innocence since being captured. She hadn't had sex with anyone while in the cell. And worse yet, she had been harassed daily by a Federation officer. That fact made Noah's blood boil.
Noah returned the memory stick to the woman and left. It was the end of his day. Time to go back home to Vivian. Tomorrow he would figure out a way to save her. As a government employee—no, as a man, it was the least he could do for her.
Noah ducked into an elevator. Right before the doors closed, Officer Ionta walked inside.
"Hell of a day, huh, Doc?" the officer offered.
Noah glared at the back of the man's head. He ran through different scenarios of shooting him with his laser gun right behind his ear. Or maybe he could shove his Kicker stick in his neck and pump him so full of the toxin that he would stroke out and die.
As though the officer could hear Noah's clandestine thoughts, he turned to him. "You okay, Doc?"
Noah wanted so much to yell at this piece of trash for what he did to Vivian. She didn't deserve the officer's crass treatment. He gritted his teeth, released a long breath through his nose and plastered a fake smile on his face.
"I'm fine." This wasn't a fight Noah could have right now.
Had he questioned Ionta about Vivian, questions would be raised about her whereabouts. As it was, no one had asked about her. She was just another sexbot.
The elevator car stopped at lobby level. Noah pushed past Ionta. "Excuse me." He didn't look back at him. He had another important mission.
Chapter Eight
Vivian had the table all set. Through the bags of clothes, she found a more appropriate outfit, a pair of black pants paired with a plain white T-shirt. The one thing she couldn't find was underwear. Either the woman didn't like wearing any or Noah got rid of them all.
It didn't matter. It wasn't like Noah hadn't seen her nude body. And she had seen his. Just thinking about his cock in her mouth made her wet.
Not again. She'd already changed into two other pairs of pants when she'd soaked through them.
She strolled into the main apartment and stood by Noah's desk. Inside was the key to her subsistence. All of Mona's identification hid in his drawer. Although she had no reason not to trust Noah, Vivian had to look out for herself.
Vivian heard a slight ringing sound, then Noah's front door opened. As soon as her gaze connected to his, she smiled.
"Hi." She clasped her hands together.
Noah remained quiet. He set his jacket on his desk and kicked out of his shoes.
"I made dinner." Vivian pointed to the table.
He took her hand and led her to the couch. Noah made sure she sat down first before he took a spot next to her.
"Is there something wrong?" Vivian's heart raced as she waited to hear what he had to say.
"I watched the surveillance video from your time in the cell." Noah held both of her hands in his. "All I can say is I'm sorry."
Vivian felt her eyebrows draw together. "Sorry for what? You didn't do anything to me."
"And that was part of the problem. I'm sorry you were put in the cell and no one believed you when you said you weren't a cyborg. I'm sorry that I didn't listen to you when you screamed at me."
Vivian shook her head. "It's okay. I understand now why you did what you did."
"It's no excuse. Cyborgs are part human. I need to remember that." Noah's gaze dropped down before he continued. "And I'm sorry for what you went through with Officer Ionta. Why didn't you tell anyone?"
Vivian chuckled. "No one believed me when I said I was a human. Why would they believe me if I said that piece of garbage was propositioning me?"
Noah nodded. "You're right. Still, you didn't deserve it."
Vivian's smile melted. "Why were you looking at surveillance video of me?"
Soon his smiled drifted as well. He swallowed but slowed to answer.
"Noah, what were you looking for?"
He cleared his throat first. "I wanted to check on your story."
"To see if I was telling the truth?"
Noah bowed his head.
"Because you don't believe me. You still don't trust me." She snatched her hands away from him and bolted from the sofa. "Fine. You don't trust me. I don't need to be here. I'm sure I can find some shifty, back alley low-life who can make me an I.D. so that I can get out of this damn place."
At the door, Noah caught her. He spun her around and p
ressed her back against the door.
"Let me go!" Vivian pushed against his chest.
Noah grabbed her hands and held them over her head against the door. "Please, don't go."
"Why should I stay?"
Noah stared at her for a moment before kissing her. As soon as he let her hands go, she took the opportunity to run her fingers through his hair, a strange reaction considering she wanted to strangle him a second ago.
When he trailed his kisses to the side of her face and down her neck, her skeletal system felt like it had turned to molten lava. She had to wrap her arms around his shoulders to stay upright.
"Stay," he whispered in her ear.
"Not here."
Noah stopped kissing her to look into her eyes.
"Not standing here at your door." Vivian glanced behind him. "On the bed."
He breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes, of course."
On the trek to the bed, Noah pulled off Vivian's shirt as she undid his pants. He kicked out of his pants at the same time she unbuttoned his shirt and slid it down his arms.
At the bed, he fell back onto it a she stood in front of him. Noah yanked her pants down. Then he pulled her down on top of him.
Scientists shouldn't be this damn sexy. His hard body felt so good against hers. Every cell in her being told her that having this man was the right thing to do. No regrets.
Noah scooted up on the bed closer to the headboard, then turned Vivian onto her back. "Don't move."
He kissed down her body—down her neck, between her breasts, to her stomach. Before he went any further, to Vivian's frustration, he moved back up to her chest again away from her soaking pussy.
She wrapped her legs around him to encourage him, but instead he palmed one breast and latched his mouth onto the other. The sensation of his hot mouth on her tit set off a fireworks display in her head.
Vivian had never felt anything like this before. Her body tingled all over. Is this what sexbots felt like all day? Could they feel this sensation or were they just going through the motions? If they felt this incredible sensual feeling, it was no wonder they wanted to have sex.
Noah twirled his tongue around Vivian's hardened nipple, making it distend even further. When he moved his mouth to her other breast, Vivian's body was already trembling. She didn't know what was going on with her, but the feeling both excited and frightened her.
He sucked her breast, then tugged on her nipple with his lips. The feeling proved too much for her to take.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" She arched her back as she clawed his shoulders. When her body settled and she felt okay to speak again, she stared at him. "What was that?"
Noah chuckled. "I'm assuming you experienced your first orgasm."
"Really? That was intense. I felt so out of control." She smoothed his thick hair back from his face. "I thought women could only climax by penetration."
"Oh, I'm going to enjoy teaching you all about sex." Noah lowered himself down her body in between her legs until his head was right at her pussy. "I see you found my razor."
During the day, Vivian took the time to shave her vagina smooth. All cyborgs were like that. She assumed that the look was something Noah would want. He didn't seem turned off by the appearance.
She felt his fingers smoothing over her nether lips before parting them. At the first swipe of his tongue over her clitoris, Vivian clamored for something to grab. One hand clutched the linens on the bed and the other held onto the headboard.
Noah dipped his skilled tongue inside of her, making her writhe in pleasure. So this was how she made him feel that morning in the shower. He lapped his tongue up to her clit again then back down to her opening.
Vivian could barely breathe. He sucked one of her lips into his mouth. She screamed and did something she never thought she would do. Vivian curved her hips up to encourage him to keep going.
Such brazen behavior was nothing like her. Sure, if she was threatened, she knew how to protect herself. But Vivian never wantonly went after sex or spoke up about her own sexual needs. This was a first, and she hoped it wouldn't be her last.
Noah gave her other lip the same treatment. It wasn't until his tongue dipped down too far that scared her. Noah parted Vivian's ass cheeks and licked his tongue over her asshole. The feeling jerked her off the bed.
Vivian moved as close to the headboard and as far away from Noah as possible. With her legs curled up to her chest and her body still shaking, partly from the exquisite sexual treatment and partly because of the scare, she glared at him.
"Please don't." Her voice came out quieter than she liked. "Don't," she said again with more forcefulness this time.
"What did I do wrong?" He looked at her in such a caring way that softened Vivian's resolve.
"I don't like that area touched."
"Sorry. I wanted to make you feel good."
She crawled to him. "You want to make me feel good?"
He nodded.
"Then fuck me." She crawled to him, then snaked her hand behind his head.
Pulling him forward, she possessed his mouth and kissed him, sliding her tongue between his lips, nipping at his bottom lip with her teeth. She didn't want to just kiss him. Vivian wanted to experience him.
Her hands never stopped touching his body. She slid them down his long arms, over his waist, and up his chest. Mirroring his earlier technique, she circled his nipples with her thumbs. Noah must have felt the way he had made her feel when he did it. He moaned, even through the kiss.
She pinched his pebbled nipples, then tugged them. The reaction excited her but she didn't expect it. Noah broke from the kiss long enough to curse.
"Whatever you do, don't stop touching me." Noah positioned Vivian on her back.
He moved in between her legs, his face hovering over hers. In that position, no matter how much she wanted him and how anxious she was to have him inside of her, his bushy beard in her face took away from that special moment.
"I can't see you." She smoothed his hair down but she couldn't hold it down the entire time while they made love.
With her right hand, Vivian grabbed Noah's shoulder and pushed him over onto his side.
"What are you doing?"
Noah barely got the inquiry out before Vivian managed to get him flat onto the bed and straddled him. She held the base of his cock, occasionally teasing him and herself by sliding the tip back and forth over her clit.
"I guess need makes you strong." Noah put his hands on her thighs.
As though she needed prodding, he raised his hips. Didn't he understand that Vivian ached for him as much as he wanted her?
"Do you trust me?" As much as it was torturing herself, she held onto him, waiting for his answer.
Noah swallowed uneasily. "I want you."
Although it wasn't the answer Vivian sought, it was enough to continue. She slipped just the head inside of her pussy. In that moment, it felt like sunlight radiated from every pore in her body.
Vivian moved down further and further until she settled at the base of his cock. "Oh, so deep."
As though she'd done it before and with Noah, she undulated her body back and forth, sliding him in and out of her. He held onto her thighs as she rode him, slow at first.
Vivian marveled at how Noah's cock filled her inside, rubbing against her pussy walls, making them constrict around his shaft. She leaned her face over his and kissed him. Even with his furry beard, she found that she loved his mouth.
She rose up and reclined back while still gyrating her hips back and forth. A cool sheen of sweat covered her body; another strange reaction, but one Vivian didn't care to question at the moment.
She hadn't expected Noah to suddenly sit up and hold her. The new position made her clit rub against his coarse pubic hair. Vivian cried out in ecstasy. She fisted Noah's hair as she rode him faster and faster.
He coasted his hand down to her ass, then gripped it, palming it as though he'd done that before. When Vivian thought about it, he had
done it before. Last night when she had awakened him from his nightmare, he had grabbed her just like this.
Although last night, when feeling him touch her like that worried her…tonight she didn't want him to stop. Vivian wrapped her arms around his shoulders, resting her head next to his.
A foreign feeling wracked Vivian's body. All at once, her muscles in her arms, shoulders, stomach and legs tightened. She coiled herself around Noah.
"That's it. It's okay. Come on, baby," Noah whispered in her ear.
"It feels so good. I don't want to stop." She raked her fingernails across his back.
Although Noah flinched, he said nothing. The only thing he did was grind his hips upward, matching her movements. They moved like a finely-tuned machine.
Vivian felt Noah's body trembling. At first his stomach quaked like hers had just a moment ago. Then his pallid thighs shook. She knew something was going on in both of them.
As soon as Noah thrust his hips up, the mystery was solved. The same explosion that had occurred in her head when he licked her nipples earlier happened again, but with more intensity. Vivian couldn't stop the small tremors that overtook her body. She suddenly felt warm inside.
"Oh! Oh! Yes, Vivian! Yes!" Noah clutched her hard for a good five seconds before releasing her.
He kissed her with a softness that she hadn't likened to him. The kisses they had shared were so hectic and passionate. This time, a different passion existed, one of need. Vivian didn't want the moment to end.
"Again." She smoothed back his wild mane of hair from his face.
Noah chuckled and flopped back onto the bed. "Give me some time to recover. It's been a while, you know."
Vivian rose off of his steadily deflating cock and curled her body next to his. With her hand on his chest, she asked, "Now?"
He laughed harder. "I think I awakened a monster."
Vivian smiled and rested her head on his shoulder. After an experience like that, how the hell could she just let him leave? And would he be able to leave her behind?
Chapter Nine
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