He had wanted to fuck after the fight with the Wieraptor, had wanted to trap Norah after the battle as his bloodlust became sexual lust. But he had restrained himself, and now those urges came thundering back through him again.
“I need...” he hissed, horrified with what he needed.Wanted. Stryker looked away from her pliant female flesh and fought each breath that carried her perfume.
“You need what?” Norah asked him, tense yet calm under his grip. “Tell me.”
Stryker closed his eyes so he couldn’t see her.
“Do it.”
They snapped open. “What did you say?”
“I said do it,” she whispered, her eyes lowering half-mast. “Do it before I die waiting for you to continue.” She pressed up against him and wiggled before lowering and hooking her legs around his middle.
Stryker tore away from her and ripped off his clothes as his body bulked out and shifted. He left his arms free as his dick sprang free from his metal coils. Longer and thicker now. Norah gasped behind him and giggled as he grabbed her ankle and dragged her to the edge of the bed. His tail swished across the floor only to wrap back up and over.My bed. My bed with her in it.
Stryker thrust his shaft against her belly, smearing his seed across her cinnamon skin.
“I’m about to have sex with a snake,” she laughed over her unease. He knew it for what it was.
“With a Cyborg who can ssshift into one,” he amended as her hands came off the bed to stroke the metal plates that were now his hips and thighs.
Stryker hissed again as her calloused hands pressed around his dick and tugged on it. Norah wiggled her way down until her lips wrapped around its dripping head. His fingers pierced the bedding as he held himself back from shoving down her throat.
Her mouth popped off and he groaned from the sound.
“Lie back, big guy,” Norah nudged him onto the bed and straddled his tail with her naked flesh. He moved up to press into her soft flesh, and although his tail was made of metal, he could feel every slip of her pussy gliding over him.
Her lips puckered and kissed the air as she pushed her riotous hair out of her face to keep it out of her mouth.
It took more control than he cared to admit waiting for Norah’s mouth to suck him back in. Stryker groaned and tugged her hair back and gripped it behind her head.
She glanced at him, a wickedly pleased gleam in her eye. “Thanks,” her raspy whisper breathed over his cock head and made him tighten his hold. He fell back as plump lips dotted kisses over his tip, little kisses that had no place in sex. Each press, wet from saliva and his cum, drifted up and down his shaft, torturous in its intent to break him.
“This isn’t the game I imagined.” Stryker squeezed his eyes shut as Norah rocked her hips over the bend of his tail, riding him with an increasingly hurried ease.Riding the wrong part of me.Something within him rattled.
“I’m having fun,” she finished the sentiment with a wet lick that started at the groove between his sack, making his lower half thump, and all the way up his length. His hold on her continued to strengthen as she replaced her teasing lips with a tongue that could drive a Cyborg out of his mind.
Stryker opened his eyes to watch her bob her head up and down his length. Cleaning him with her saliva. Claiming him with her mouth. The white seed of his cum continued to gush out as she continued her torture; it glistened over her lips.
They shared a heated look as she licked it up.
Norah closed her mouth back on him, sucking out everything he had, and nipped him. He jerked up into her hold, holding her head over him as he slid into her mouth and hit the back of her throat.
“You’re killing me,” he groaned and pressed her head down. Stryker hissed as her throat closed over him and she swallowed him down, trying to get him further, forcing her body to accommodate his size. Norah rolled her tongue over him slowly as she gagged on his length, sucking him up as if she were starved. The bite of her nails gripped the sides of his waist as her whole body strained over him one last time before she flew back and inhaled.
Stryker reared up as she tried to catch the air and pinned her underneath him. The sweet smell of her sweat filled his nostrils as he grabbed her behind her knees and pushed her legs up and open.
He released her for a moment to test her opening. Finding it slick and wet.Only for me.He snapped his head and shoved his way inside of her with one sure stroke. Stryker pulled back and looked down at her impaled on his length, so beautiful and willing. He pumped into her.
She moved from the force of his thrusts.
He wrapped his tail around her and propped her up until their eyes met, lingering and yearning for a kiss that would never happen.
That would only end in death.
She thrashed as he lifted her up and down his length. Up, tight and clinging. Propped up and held onto to him, lifting her hands to grab hold of his neck. Her curls flying in waves down her back that reminded him of black silk scrunched up into decorative flowers. Norah swung her head back and locked her legs around his waist.
Stryker gave her a moment of control before he took it away again.
