on the
bed frame, going still under her.
She suckled on him, doing to him what she enjoyed having done to her. She really
was bad at this seduction thing but she’d learn if it saved her from the life as a whore. She
saw the irony of it but if she had to sleep with a guy, she wanted it to be the guy under
her, who could protect her, who preferred to not share a woman, and he was damn
attractive.
Her hands started to explore his skin, opening on his stomach and sliding lower. Her
hands brushed material and then her fingers slid inside the waistband of his pants. Steel
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softly groaned, his hips arching just slightly, lifting her entire body a few inches off the
bed, her knees leaving the mattress. It made her realize again how damn strong he was.
Her hands worked on his pants while he was arched up, tugging them down to reveal
more skin. Her mouth left his nipple and she peered down to watch what she was doing.
He had hair from a few inches under his bellybutton that left a silvery thin trail lower.
She tugged his pants down more until she freed his cock. The sight of that made her gasp
softly. She swallowed as she stared at it.
His hips lowered back to the bed as his body went rigid again. She heard the bed
creak and her head rose to stare into a pair of furious pale blue eyes that glared at her. He
was tensing up again, the muscles in his arms bulging as he pulled hard on the bed frame.
Her shock over his thick, long cock—its skin a darker hue than the rest of his body—took
a backseat suddenly to the sound of wood popping as he tried to break the posts on the
bed.
Her hand went for his cock instantly, her much paler, pinker skin a shocking contrast
to his darker shaft as her fingers tried to curl around it. He was thick enough that her
fingers weren’t even close to touching her thumb. He was so wide that she wondered if
he’d even fit inside her. He went still as she gripped him, his eyes narrowing dangerously
as she stared into his handsome face.
“Don’t,” he said in a deep, rumbling voice.
She licked her lips. They were suddenly dry. His gaze tore away from her eyes to
watch her tongue moisten her upper and then lower lip. She saw his chest expand as he
took a sharp breath. She paused and then ran her tongue over her bottom lip again. His
breathing picked up. His thick, impressive cock twitched, revealing that she definitely
had his interest.
She tilted her head, staring at him until he met her gaze. “I’ll do whatever you want
if you promise to keep me.” She ran her tongue over her lips again. “Anything at all.”
His eyes closed as his mouth settled into a grim line. “I want you to let me go.”
Damn, he was stubborn. She lifted her leg and moved so she wasn’t on him anymore
but between his thighs where his pants bunched just under his exposed cock. She
wouldn’t be able to free him of his pants unless she unbuckled the restraints on his ankles
to close his legs. She wasn’t about to do that. Having his legs free would be enough for
him to seriously hurt or kill her if he wanted to. His eyes opened and he watched her with
narrowed lids and anger. She kept hold of his rigid cock the entire time.
She looked away from him to study his impressive erection. It was really a beautiful
one, shocking her since she never really thought a man’s sex could be attractive. It was
perfectly shaped. Human men’s penises got redder when they were really turned-on. It
seemed a cyborg’s cock turned a darker color of his skin tone. Steel’s cock was a
beautiful, burnished, almost pewter color. Several shades darker than his silver-toned
skin. She leaned over him, inching her mouth closer to it.
“Don’t,” he ordered her harshly.
She froze, her gaze lifting to lock with his. She ran her tongue over her lips slowly,
making a show of doing it. His cock twitched in her hand again. She saw his chest rise
rapidly, telling her