Burning Up Flint (23 page)
Flint groaned. Mira gasped as he rolled them suddenly. He threw off the covers and abruptly climbed out of bed. In shock she saw him lean down to grab his clothes. She sat up, feeling confused and alarmed. Flint started to jerk his pants up his legs.
“Flint? Did I say something wrong?”
He turned to look at her. “Wrong?” A grin split his features as he gave her a sexy wink. “I’m going to get that damn cot. We won’t have any floor space in here but I don’t care if we can walk in our room. You dig out the ties. I have belts in the fourth drawer. I think we should take turns tying each other up to see what is more arousing.”
Tossing off the covers, she laughed as she left the bed. As she passed Flint he grabbed her and lifted her off her feet to kiss her with enough passion to make her moan. He eased his lips from hers. Their gazes met and held.
“I do love you, Mira.”
“I love you too. You taking me off that shuttle
was
the best thing to ever happen to me. I know we’ve had our ups and downs but I am so happy to be yours, Flint.”
“If you ever try to leave me again I’ll chase you down. I am never going to let you go. You belong to me and I belong to you. We’re one unit now.”
Mira smiled. “Good. Now go grab that cot and I’ll get the belts.” Her feet gently touched the floor as Flint lowered her down and slowly released her. “I know you didn’t want to take this mission. I did tell you I was going to make it up to you.”
He bypassed his boots to walk to the door. He turned as the door opened when he palmed the scanner. “Who gets tied down first?”
She winked at him. “I got tied up last time. It’s your turn.”
He nodded with a grin and then he was gone. Mira withdrew belts from his drawer to lay them neatly on the bed. She put on his shirt that he’d forgotten to wear. Right now he was down the hall collecting a cot, wearing just his pants.
Mira chuckled at the thought of him running into any of his crew. The doors behind her opened and she turned. Flint was gripping the cot so it was standing up. It looked damn heavy and awkward to carry but he was a big, tough, strong
cyborg
. He easily brought it inside the small room, the doors shut behind him. Passion flared between them as their gazes met. Both of them grinned.
* * * * *
Down the corridor two
cyborg
males frowned. “Was that just the commander carrying a cot into his room? Do you think something happened to his bed?”
The other
cyborg
shrugged. “That wasn’t as strange as the fact that he was mostly naked. He was without boots as well. It’s against policy to walk without footwear or a shirt anywhere on the
Star
. The commander is very strict about following policy.”
A third
cyborg
stepped out of the lift with a tray of food and eyed the two men standing in the hallway. “What is going on?”
“We just saw the commander carrying a cot into his quarters. He only wore pants and nothing else.”
The third
cyborg
grinned. Iron laughed aloud at the two confused men. “Everything is as it should be. Trust me on this. I have a cot in my room too.”
Both men frowned at Iron. One of them spoke. “Did something happen to your bed?”
“No.” He winked. “It’s better to tie my human down on a cot when I do things to her to make her beg me to touch her.”
With that
said,
Iron chuckled at their stunned expressions and walked away from the two
cyborgs
. He couldn’t wait to get to his room where his human was waiting, tied to his own cot, taking up all the excess space of his quarters.
About the Author
I’m a full time “in-house supervisor” (sounds
much
better than plain
ol
’ housewife), mother and writer. I’m addicted to caramel iced coffee, the occasional candy bar (or two) and trying to get at least five hours of sleep at night.
I love to write all kinds of stories. I think the best part about writing is the fact that real life is always uncertain, always tossing things at us that we have no control over, but when your write, you can make sure there’s always a happy ending. I
love
that about writing. I love it when I sit down at my computer desk and put on my headphones to listen to loud music to block out the world around me, so I can create worlds in front of me.
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