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“You’re perfect,” I moaned, bouncing up and down. “You fill me so good, AL.X. Stretch?—”
I lost my train of thought. There was just too much happening. His interior gears were rolling inside of me, twisting along my g-spot. His knot rubbed my clit with every thrust. I came hard and fast, but it wasn’t over, another climax was already building on its heels like the hottest roller coaster ever.
“I love being inside you,” AL.X purred. “This cock was made for you, Aubrey. Show me how much you like it.”
My palms beat against his chest plates as I came again, clenching around him. The aftershocks of the orgasm left me limp, but AL.X just gripped my ass again and bounced me on his cock, using me like his very own toy.
“I can’t come again,” I whimpered. I was at my limits of stimulation, body used and satisfied to the point of quivering in his arms.
“Yes, you can, Aubrey. You can give me one more, can’t you? You’re such a good girl.”
With that, he pushed me down on him until I felt him go impossibly deeper.
“Holy shit,” I moaned as pressure built towards my entrance. His knot. I had forgotten his knot. I had never really cared about this feature before, but I had been wrong for that. It expanded until I thought I wouldn’t be able to handle more, a hiss escaping my lips.
Was there such a thing as pussy Valhalla? I hoped so. Mine had earned it.
“You’re taking me so well,” he whispered. “My cock was made for you, sweet human. I’m going to burn the image of you just like this into my main ocular channel so it’s all I see. Just you, stretched wide and panting over me as I bring you pleasure.”
His words had been enough to distract me. The pain I had felt had turned to pleasure, his knot now locked deep in the pressure of my channel.
I rocked my hips, humming with pleasure at the now pleasant stretch.
“That’s it, Aubrey,” he purred.
Above the knot, his thrusters began to pulse, matching my rhythm. Though his hips remained still, his shaft fucked me from the inside in lazy, slow strokes. It was like sexual dessert, a decadent follow up to the feral fucking we had done before. This time was sweet, sensual. I stroked my hands along his chest and arms, careful to avoid the new circle on his bicep. AL.X pulled me down for languorous kisses.
He came with a grunt, and I followed him over the edge. My orgasm rolled through me slowly this time, but the added compounds in his prostatic fluid kept me at the height of pleasure for longer. I was riding the clouds, lost to the feel of him in me as my labored breaths mingled with his purr.
Coming down was like coming down from a high. Everything was too sensitive. My nerves felt raw and exposed, but AL.X just cradled me to his chest and gave me time to recover.
"I'm spent," I whined and fell forward onto his chest. "I think you broke me for real."
"It’s a good thing you know just how to fix broken things.” He laughed. “Put yourself back together, because I'm not done with you yet."
He leaned forward to press a kiss to the top of my head. "What a beautiful mess you make, my little blacksmith."
“Speaking of messes…” I leaned to the side to eye my handiwork. The metal I poured had cooled and was now silver. A somewhat misshapen circle adorned his bicep.
“It felt like a circle. Is that what you made?”
I nodded.
“Why a circle?”
I shrugged, bracing my elbows on his chest and propping my chin on my hand. “You said you craved connection. There’s nothing more connected than a circle. It’s eternal.”
“I love it.” He traced a fingertip over the floral designs on my arms. “It’s like these. I have my own tattoo now, something unique to me. I’m no longer a ‘product’. I’m my own android.”
I wrinkled my nose. “You haven’t seen it. It’s a little lumpy… We can fix it?—”
“It’s perfect.”
He cupped my face and leaned up to kiss me again. His lips hadn’t reached mine when my doorswhooshedopen and the thud of rushed steps shattered the moment.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Pete shouted.
Al.X
