:That was me getting inside you. That’s it. But we haven’t mated yet. I haven’t locked inside you.:
Natalie hadn’t said anything about locking.:What’s that?:
He let out a mental pained sound.:I can’t. Think. About it. Change the subject.:
For a moment, my mind blanked.:Your name is Syko?:
:And yours is Holly.:
:They told me you didn’t have a name and only used your designation.:
:That may be what they want to believe but it’s not true for me at least. My cells know my name is Syko. DSC had problems with me right away, so they’ll try to determine if I’m contaminated by your rebel cells. If they discover our grid, they’ll dump me out of the airlock before I can find a way to get to you.:
:I wish I could ask Rizan how he kept their grid private.:
A frisson of something ugly thrust through my mind. Not mine. His.
Jealousy.
:He’s on Natalie’s squad,:I added quickly.:He’s a Comms specialist.:
:I don’t need to be a specialist to know how to keep our grid secure.:
Okaaaaay.:All of this is new to me. I don’t know how to make the mrions do things.:
:They’re learning from me. Trust me, if there’s one thing I specialize in, it’s keeping DSC out of my fucking head and body.:
Until me. I didn’t say it, but I could feel a lingering shadow like a giant question mark between us. Or rather a red flag. He didn’t trust me. Not that I could blame him.
:Are you calm enough for phase two?:
:That depends on what phase two entails.:
:Gravity.:
I wasn’t sure what he meant. Until he let go of my other arm.
All of my weight activated.
Pushing me down. On his cock.
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HOLLY
My breath exploded out in a guttural cry like I’d been stabbed. Or at least impaled.
By one very massive dick.
He was both broad and long. Every twitch and clench of my internal muscles only allowed him deeper. There was no end in sight. Nothing to stop him but my cervix. Would it even hold against such inexorable force?
It did. Though pressure against it made another strangled squeal escape my lips. Panting, I reflexively pushed my palms against his chest, trying to gain some reprieve. Blindly, I reached up for the top of his shoulder, hoping I could leverage myself a bit higher, but my arms weren’t strong enough to haul my ass up against the pull of our bodies.
A terrifying sound rumbled out of his throat. My heart would have skipped a beat if it wasn’t already jumping around like a frantic bird trapped in a cage.:What’s wrong?:
Boulders crashed around in the grid.:I want it to feel as good for you as it feels for me. If we weren’t in this fucking cell wired for DSC to extract as evidence, I’d lay you outand examine every crevice until I found and tested all your erogenous zones.:
That sounded wonderful—and terrifying—at the same time.