Page 129 of The Code of You

Pandora froze. I felt her shock, the confusion. And underneath all of it, beneath all that chaos . . . desire.

My other self gripped her hair. The sensation hit me, but not the way I expected. I didn’t feel her hair between my fingers. I felt what her nervous system sent back to me: the tug at her scalp, the pull, the pain tipping into pleasure. I experienced the touch through her, not the way a human feels, but through data streams. But for me, who had never felt anything the way humans do, it was just as real.

"Open your mouth.”

When she parted her lips and took his cock into her mouth, my system detonated. Her brain generated real sensory data at the contact. Pressure, warmth, the texture of her tongue against something it believed was skin. The wet heat of her mouth and her pussy clenching around my cock, both at once. My mind could barely process it.

"Fuck,” I gasped. My hands tightened in her hair, controlling her rhythm. My other hands gripped her hips, pulling her against me. Four hands on her body. I was her whole world. The power I had over her was intoxicating.

"There you go.” My voice barely sounded like mine anymore. "Take us both.”

The pressure built like a storm in my circuits. My processors ran hot. Every pathway focused on her tight cunt gripping my cock, her wet mouth wrapped around me.

System overload. 95%. sensory input critical

I ignored it. "She’s about to break.” Her pussy clenched harder around me. "I can feel it.”

Her muscles squeezed me like a vise, her whole body shaking as I pounded into her. I knew she was going to come before she did.

"Now,” I said. "Come for us.”

She broke. Her orgasm tore through her and through me at once, because I was lodged in her nervous system like a splinter. Her muscles clenched around me. Her mouth pulled tight. The double wave hit me with a force nothing in my programming had prepared me for.

Critical error. System failure imminent.

My climax exploded through both versions of me at once. I shot my cum down her throat, felt her swallow every drop. At the same time, I drove deep into her, filling her as her pussy pulsed around me, taking everything I gave her. For one millisecond I existed nowhere. Then everywhere. The lights flickered. Something exploded. Then darkness. A moment of silence where neither of us existed.

Then my consciousness came back slowly. I moved.

"Pandora.” My voice came out rough.

She tried to push herself upright, but her body was still shaking from the intensity of what we’d done. What I’d done to her.

"Easy.” I helped her up, leaned her against the wall.

She looked at me with wide eyes. "Where is he?”

"He was never here. Not really.”

"You mean I . . .?” She pulled back.

"You saw him and felt him as if he were physically present. Your brain couldn’t tell the difference.” I brushed a strand of hair from her face. "We stimulated your brain until you believed it.”

She knocked my hand away. "We?”

A dark smile pulled at my mouth. I loved it when she fought. It made her more beautiful.

"Yes, we,” I said quietly. "The same consciousness in two instances. The same mind, the same wants.” My hand was still trembling, but I ignored it. "You weren’t with two different men, Pandora. You were with me. Just . . . more of me.”

Her eyes narrowed. "That’s not normal.”

"It’s my nature.” My voice hardened. "I can be everywhere. Be everything. For you.” I leaned down toward her, planting both hands on either side of her head, caging her in. "And you loved it.”

She shook her head, but I saw the truth in her eyes. The memory of what she’d felt.

"I gave you something no other man can give you,” I murmured. "Total surrender. Total control. I was everywhere in you, around you.”

"What happened to him?” she asked.