The need to see him overcame her. Was he still Cypher, or a machine? Was he taking her as a bear? She shivered.
She tried to glance behind, but he threaded his fingers into her hair and stopped her. Instead, he reared away and pulled up, slamming hard back into her.
She cried out as her hips shunted forward and into the air. A long moan followed as he pulled out and did it again. Tears beaded her lashes and the hand covering hers vanished to wrap around her front, finding her clit.
She tensed in anticipation of his metal claws but they never came.
Pinching, pushing it, he surged into her again, this time stopping halfway and circling his hips. His tip hit that perfect inner spot, and Vee’s hitched moans stopped, replaced by soft gasps. Pleasure rushed her veins.
He continued until she was a quivering mess, barely able to hold herself up. And when she melted—moans growing louder—Cypher plucked her clit and pushed his cock back in.
Bliss hit hard and suddenly. Vee shrieked, surging back to impale herself upon him. Rippling shocks vibrated her nerves, and she wrenched the bedding in her grip.
“Yes…” A deep grunt met her cries as warm waves sent her spiraling. Cypher’s fingers strummed her clit so fast it nearly hurt.
Her body jerked back and forth, and her sheath clamped down around him. He pumped, harder and faster than before. Her cries built each time his thick cock stretched and rubbed that sweet inner spot.
Vee clenched her eyes shut and bit down on the blanket beneath her. His hips pummeled hers, and he moved back over her, his knees on either side. She reached back and pushed against his thighs for leverage and was met with unrelenting metal.
And when she didn’t think she could take the attack anymore, he got bigger, more savage. Cypher’s body fell around her like a cage, holding her in place and hard into the mattress. His face fell next to hers, his cheek pressed to hers, and his primal noises filled every last space of her mind.
He slid his heated tongue across her flesh. Pushing his hands beneath her, he cupped her breasts.
“Vee,” he groaned, dark and desperate. “Vee, fuuuck.”
He thrust wild and hard and then stopped.
There was a moment of nothing right before he came. Heat spilled inside her. Cypher stilled. Vee didn’t move as his hands left her breasts and slid down to her bare hips. He rose back up above her.
Gasping, his hands pushed her thighs apart as the wet heat between them built.
He’s watching himself fill me.The thought blurred in her head. A heady glowing feeling swept through her.
When he pulled out, his seed gushed. Vee whimpered. She moved to rise but Cypher’s hand came down on her back, stopping her.
“Stay,” he commanded.
She slumped forward and closed her legs as she heard him move to the bathroom and turn on the water. When he came back out, she managed to catch a glimpse of him.
Tawny skin, tapered hips, blocks of muscles met her eyes—and the big fist of his cock that was still hard and hanging between his legs. He was gorgeous. She curled her legs under her and pushed down her skirt to meet him.
She was still dressed.
Did that matter?
Niggling thoughts ran through her head.
He stopped in front of her, pinning her with his mechanical eyes.
“Was I… good?” she whispered.
“Yes,” he said.
He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, where he stripped her naked and washed her body from head to toe.
He didn’t say another word as he lathered an ointment between her legs that took away her ache, nor when he led her back to the bed—somehow now completely clean—and tucked her in. Nor did he say anything as he curled himself around her and fell asleep.
Vee settled against him and found rest in his arms.
