She jerked under his hand.
“I bought it out. I own you now. Do you still want to fuck?”
Her brows wrinkled. “What?”
Cypher slipped his hand between her legs and cupped her, rubbing the pads of his fingers up and down. “Whatisn’t an answer.”
Her mouth closed, and she gazed up at him mutely, cheeks bright red. She was beyond stiff so he kept petting her. Her thighs squeezed around his hand as if to stop him. He didn’t.
If she said no, or wanted to stop, he didn’t know what he’d do. Every second that ticked by without relief drove him closer to madness.
“Y-yes,” she murmured at last. He pressed his hand harder against her.
Her hips shunted up. The image made his body seize with lust.
“Thank god.” Her heartbeat was intense, thumping, music to his audio. His systems tuned into her. Heat enveloped his hand where he petted her.
Cypher stared. He didn’t know where to start. To flip up her dress and tear off her panties with his teeth, to use his claws to free her breasts to his gaze, or release his aching cock to rub against each inch of her creamy flesh.
“Cypher…” Vee whispered his name hesitantly, trying to rise again. He kept her down.
His gaze darkened. “Yes?”
Her breasts, he decided.I want to see her breasts first.
“If my contract still stands—” She gasped when he shoved his finger to the very core of her, nearly tearing open her panties.
“Fuck the contract. Think of my finger fighting to get inside you,” he said, pushing harder, letting his claw extend to tear the cloth barrier. It retracted and his finger slipped straight into her.
Vee squeaked. Her hips shot into the air, but her tight sheath hugged his digit, and he moved his hand as she shook. “Cypher!”
Saliva pooled in his mouth at the sound of his name on her lips.
“Please!” Vee begged, squirming, her face twisted in shock.
Spinning his finger, he found her secret spot with the pad of his digit. “I’m not stopping you. Say what you need to.”
“I…” She dropped her head and clamped her mouth shut, beginning to hum.
Every reaction he coaxed from her vibrated his wires, making his bear purr. Wanting to be deep between her legs, taking complete control of her body, had been the only thing on his mind since arriving on Earth.
But now that he had the chance to dominate her, all he wanted to do was make her go mad. As mad as he was.
I want her screaming and clawing.
Fuck.He wanted the images of it in his head to store for all the years to come. Little Red riding her motherfucking bear. Precum shot out from his shaft at the thought.
I’m a bad Cyborg, after all.His lips pulled back into a grin he couldn’t hide. “What are you trying to say, little human?” he goaded, circling the tip of his finger over her g-spot continuously.
“I—”
He slid his thumb over her clit.
Vee’s head thrashed. “I wanted to know if you’re still my partner for the event—oh, heck!” she cried out as he rolled her clit.
A swell of anger returned at her question, and he ripped his hand out from between her legs. She fell to the bed like a ragdoll, her legs partially open now and shaking.
Cypher grabbed the lapel of his jacket and jerked it off. “Yes.”
