Taste of Cyn

Containing Malice – Third Scene Of The First Chapter

By Cynthia Sax on January 18, 2021

Containing Malice releases on February 2nd. As we wait, I’m sharing scenes from the first chapter.

You can read the first scene from the first chapter of Containing Malice here:

This week I’m sharing the third scene of that first chapter.

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Malice’s fingers were folded into tight fists. His muscles were flexed tight. His brilliant blue eyes blazed with unabashed rage.

Most of the anger was directed at her. The cyborg hated her with breathtaking ferocity.

She wanted him with an equivalent passion. Her nipples tightened. Her pussy grew wet.

From the first moment she saw him, she had desired him.

Any female would respond that way to him.

He was a warrior in his prime. His skin was the gray of polished metal. His black hair absorbed the light. His naked form was huge and honed, without a single scar or blemish. He was beautiful and deadly, and he could kill her without much effort.

If he was free, if the specially crafted sleeping support wasn’t stunning the cyborg at regular intervals, immobilizing him, she suspected he would do exactly that. He would tear her to pieces, vent his animosity on her.

And she would deserve that death. Her role was to experiment on him, learn his secrets, torture him over and over again, never allowing him to die but ensuring he wished for that fate.

She had little choice about that. If she refused to cut him open, to poke around his brain, his processors, his body, she’d be killed. The next medic might inflict lasting damage on him. That being might not care if Malice lived or died.

His chances of escape would be greatly reduced.

Illona extracted a handheld from one of her jacket’s pockets. “How is my test subject doing this planet rotation?”

Malice glared at her.

The flippant words irritated her also, but they were necessary. The chamber was equipped with monitoring equipment. In the future, if she needed to pass messages verbally to the cyborg, that information would be hidden within the flow of chatter.

And she liked talking to him. Her communications with other beings were limited to the reports she sent to the Humanoid Alliance every five planet rotations, her horrid interactions with Picton, and the briefest of interludes with Medic Febris.

She scanned the cyborg’s massive form. “All your primary systems are fully functional.” She moved closer to him, unable to maintain a professional distance from the male. “There are some dark patches on your shins.” She slipped her handheld into her pocket. “That signals bruising.” She skimmed her fingertips over his bare skin.

The scans had indicated his frame was intact. It would take much more than a reprimand stick to damage it. And if that rare event happened, the nanocybotics in Malice’s physique would quickly repair him.

But solar cycles of tending to humans and humanoids under device-limited circumstances had created the habit of physically verifying bones weren’t broken.

Plus, she liked touching him.

Malice liked her touching him also…although he would never admit that.

His cock twitched and his knuckles whitened.

His response was due to her being female. Cyborgs were originally manufactured to fight and to breed. The breeding programs weren’t successful, but the instincts remained.

He would react to any viable partner. His hatred of her wouldn’t interrupt that programming.

“There are more dark patches on your knees.” She pressed against his kneecaps. The male’s form was unrelenting.

That excited her and it shouldn’t. She was his medic.

And he was restrained, couldn’t refuse her advances.

Illona continued her examination. Slowly. The longer she took to examine Malice, the shorter the duration she had to experiment on him.

She hated taking apart his fine form. Each incision sliced into her soul. She was a medic, not a scientist, was trained to heal beings, not dissect them.

If she was successful, that torture would soon end. As would his abuse at Picton’s brutish hands. The guard had beaten him thoroughly. The bruising was especially dark over his groin. Malice was repairing but it must have hurt him.

She verbally noted each visible dark stretch of skin. His abs rippled under her palms. He was appealingly warm, almost melting the ice inside her.

Three beeps echoed in the chamber. She removed her hands from his form.

Malice opened his mouth as though to speak. His body convulsed, silencing whatever he was planning to say. The cyborg became still once more, stunned into immobility.

Only his eyes moved. They were devoid of all organics and they glowed with emotion, expressing his frustration, his anger, his unwanted need.

Illona leaned over him to look closer at his face.

“The skin over your jaw and chin is very dark.” The impact of those strikes would have broken his bones if he had been human. She caressed Malice’s jaw back and forth, back and forth.

A rumble rose from his chest. Energy flashed in his eyes.

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Read the next scene (available January 25th) here: http://tasteofcyn.com/?p=7824

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Containing Malice

This tormented cyborg craves vengeance…and her.

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Malice, a C Model cyborg, has spent his long lifespan enslaved by the Humanoid Alliance. His cruel manufacturers have hurt him in all the ways a male could be hurt.

His enemy has now added a new weapon to their arsenal—a tiny human medic with soft hands and a delectable scent. She experiments on him multiple times a shift, delivering pain…and frustration.

He wants her. He also seeks retribution.

Once Malice frees himself, he plans to achieve both of his goals, taking Medic Illona captive and ending her research…permanently.

Illona is as much a prisoner as the cyborgs she experiments on. Since her arrival at the Human Alliance’s secret laboratory, she has carefully, stealthily, crafted a plot to free her test subjects. To conceal her covert activities, the medic has been forced to harm beings rather than heal them.

The being she has damaged the most is also the cyborg she fiercely desires— Malice, a huge, gray-skinned, blue-eyed C Model with massive hands and a voice deeper than space. He hates her, has good reason to do so, and, when he’s freed, there’s a high probability he’ll kill her.

Illona will take that risk to ensure he survives.

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Containing Malice is a STANDALONE enemies-to-lovers Cyborg SciFi Romance set in a dark, gritty, sometimes-violent universe.

It is the first of five core stories in the Rebel Cyborgs Series.

Book 1: Containing Malice
Book 2: Under Strain
Book 3: Baring Grudge
Book 4: B Free
Book 5: Seizing Power

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