align them perfectly. She kept her head turned, watching his face.

“Ready?”

“Yes.” His voice was really deep now, thick with desire.

Yeah, the women on his planet are blind, she decided. Deviant was so sexy, she was hurting to ride him. She lowered her hips, the tip of his thick shaft pushed against her, and she watched his mouth press into a tight line as his eyes narrowed. She pushed down. His cock was so stiff, her body parting for him readily, and she moaned as her vaginal walls stretched.

“Fuck,” he growled.

“We’re about to.”

His hands gripped her hips. “You’re so tight.”

“That’s just the head.” She put more weight down and closed her eyes. “Oh God. You’re big.”

“Am I hurting you?”

She shook her head, too lost in the wonderful sensation of him filling her to speak. She lifted up a little, eased down, and took even more of him. His fingers squeezed her hips but he remained still otherwise. She moved up and down, taking more of him with every downward motion, until her ass rested against his hips. He was buried inside her deep, a part of her in every sense, and she’d never felt so taken in her life.

“Heaven,” he rasped. “Don’t stop.”

“Play with my clit. Please!”

He released her hip and did as she asked. His chest pressed firmly against her back as he sat up and his fingers explored her pussy. He touched where they were connected, moved upward, and located the swollen flesh.

“Oh yeah…”

“What do I do?” He turned his head and lowered it, brushing a kiss against her neck.

“Small, tight circles.”

“Understood.”

He moved his finger—and then she knew heaven too. “Oh God.”

“Like this?”

“Yes! Perfect.” She started to move her hips, fucking him slowly. “You feel so good, Deviant.”

“So do you. You’re tight and wet. You squeeze my dick with each movement.”

She rocked her hips faster, grinding down on his lap, and he applied more pressure against her clit without being asked.

“I’m going to come if you kiss and bite lightly at my neck,” she moaned. “And pinch my nipples with your other hand.”

He lifted his arm, hugging her against his body, and then cupped her breast right as his mouth found the side of her throat. His wet tongue teased her, his finger taunted her clit, and he used his thumb and finger to pinch the nipple of the breast he cupped with one big palm.

She went wild on his lap, bucking up and down, frantic now, and when he bit her, she lost it. Pure ecstasy shot through her body as she came hard, cried out his name, and seized on his lap.

Deviant cursed, released her breast, and his hand tore away from her pussy. He grabbed her hips, clutched them, and lifted Venice high before slamming her back down on his cock. He moved her fast, driving in and out of her during the height of her pleasure. He shouted out as he started to shoot his semen inside her.

She could feel him, hot jets filling her, and her twitching muscles milked him as she came down from her climax. His arms wrapped around her waist and he hugged her against his body as they both tried to catch their breath. She leaned her head against his shoulder, turning it to brush a kiss on his neck.

He adjusted them, strong enough to move with her body on top of his, and hugged her tighter. Venice liked that he held her afterward. She knew she had to move off him soon but wasn’t in a hurry to break the intimate connection.

“You enjoyed that.”

“I did.”

“It wasn’t a question.” He turned his head enough to peer into her eyes. “Do you always need stimulation to your clitoris to climax?”

“I do. I hear some women don’t.”

He frowned. “How do I know if a woman does or not?”

She hesitated. “Ask?”

His gaze narrowed. “You aren’t an expert, are you?”

“I never claimed to be.”

His hold on her adjusted and he hugged her waist. “You’re real though.”

“Mostly.”

“And you’re mine.”

“Yes.” For as long as he wanted her. That was the deal. She didn’t mention that part.

“We’ll figure it out together.”

“Okay.”

“I’m a cyborg.”

“I knew that. The gray skin gave it away,” she admitted.

“Do I terrify you?”

“Do I look scared?” She smiled. “You did make me scream though.”

He suddenly laughed. It was a great sound, and his features took her breath away when he did it, once again striking her how handsome he was. His hands started to explore her ribs, rose up to cup her breasts, and