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With hurried movements, we undid the buttons of my pants and pulled them off, throwing them to the side. I didn’t care if they landed in the forge. The entire building could burn to the ground as long as he didn’t stop touching me.

AL.X sank to his knees and growled. His strong arms circled under each of my thighs and lifted my hips until he buried his face in my pussy.

A sound ripped from my body that was somewhere between a moan, a scream, and a rasp, carnal and desperate as AL.X’s tongue dove into my cunt then back out to flick my clit with the perfect pressure.

That was it. I was ruined for human men. Nothing could ever live up to this.

His tongue was literally built for pleasure—telescopic plates covered in silken material that could vibrate as it fucked in and out of me. It was longer and more dexterous than a human could ever hope to be, and he knewexactlyhow to use it.

My back bowed, head snapping back til I saw stars on the ceiling. I chanted his name in time with the undulating licks of his tongue around my lower lips, keening when he switched to flicking it mercilessly over my clit. Every muscle in my body pulled tight, climbing towards that explosive pleasure I chased.

“It’s so good,” I slurred, proper speech a thing of the past. Enunciation was for sober Aubrey. I was dick drunk. Tongue drunk. Android-lover-wrecking-me-for-all-future-partners intoxicated.

AL.X chuckled against my pussy like he knew where my thoughts had gone, the vibration of it making me buck against his punishing grip on my thighs. I didn’t care if he was smug about it. He deserved it. I was going to get him a tiny medal for his chassis. Pussy eating champion.

With a growl he sucked hard on my sex, tongue plunging deep until the tip pressed into my g-spot andvibrated.

“AL.X!” I cried his name, ankles digging into the hard planes of his back as a second orgasm rocked through me.

I collapsed against him, a puddle once again.

It was a bit unfair that he didn’t sweat, or have hair to get disheveled during sex. He was still picture perfect while I was a sweaty, gasping mess, curls escaping my bun to tangle around my head like a sex-induced halo.

Worth it.

AL.X stroked my back as the last tremors of my climax worked their way through my body. He held me tenderly and pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead. “You’re absolutely stunning when you come.”

I laughed, the sound husky from the strain on my voice from all the moans and screams. I curled into him, wanting to be closer as he held me. I didn’t usually do sweet after sex… but I wanted to this time. If AL.X and I were going to fuck like it was his last night of existence, I wanted him to have the whole experience, and that included cuddling.

I reached to pull him in for a kiss, but as my fingers dug into his arms I froze. What I felt there made me plummet from the peak of the second best orgasm of my life—the best being the one I had sucking his cock—to rage and despair.

“What’s wrong, Aubrey?” AL.X pulled away, eyes panicked. “Did I hurt you?”

“No, no. Just… come here, turn to the side.”

He did as I said and I stared at the metal plate of his upper left arm. Tracing the smooth metal with my fingers, I felt it again. Tiny indented letters marred his perfect skin.

“Property of A4-23 Enterprises.” I growled in rage.

AL.X’s fingers met mine as he traced the same metal. “Can you remove it?”

I paused in thought. “I can chisel or buff it off, or we could cover it in new metal.”

AL.X grinned wide. “Can you make a design with the metal?”

“I think so. We don’t have much time so it may not be elaborate, but I could do a simple one. It’ll hurt, though.”

His smile only widened. “I like a little pleasure with my pain.”

I chuckled. “Okay, come over here.” I slipped my apron on, but didn’t bother with my pants. It was stupid and reckless, but apparently that’s what today was for.

Stupid and reckless things, like falling head over heels for an android I just met and taking on the mega corporation that managed everything on the very planet on which I resided.

The dull gray of the sarmentium warmed to a deep violet, then blazed magenta. I put on my gloves and used the ladle to get just a little bit of the metal.

“Can you bring over the bench?”

The wooden bench scraped across the floor as AL.X moved it to directly behind me. “What’s next?”

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