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“Are you always going to burst into flame when I cum?”
He moved up and kissed her neck, his hips parting her thighs, and insistent pressure began. He sighed against her. “It’s psychic flame.”
She made a small sound. “Oh, good. I was worried about the sheets.”
He chuckled and eased into her. He went in easily but rapidly got thick. When she couldn’t take anymore, he eased back and rocked forward, going a little deeper each time.
She slid her hands over him, pulled his head to hers, and wrapped her legs around his. They moved together, and time got blurry. Cloudy felt the sweat coating her, and they slipped and slid. She came again and again, and when she let him know she wanted to get on top, she rode him slowly, and at the edge, he sat up and bit her shoulder. He held on, and she shivered and twitched around him. He let her go and licked the wounds. He chuckled. “Hello, consort.”
She sighed and slowly collapsed against him. She felt a rush of heat inside her and lay on him as he stroked her slippery back.
Cloudy sighed and muttered, “What do you call that?”
“An excellent start. Did you want to eat?”
“First, you stop pumping inside me, then a shower, then a snack.”
He grinned. “But it is so much fun to start the process of your adaptation.”
“Yes, I am sure it’s fascinating, but you don’t have testicles. Where were you keeping all of that?”
He stroked her cheek. “It is being created as the nanites signal for more.”
“Oh. Delightful.”
“I can control it, but I wanted to rush your transformation.” He chuckled. “So you can shoot those beams out of your eyes?”
“Oh, yeah. But eyes move a lot. If you hear a noise, your focus blows up.” She pulled her knees up, but he kept a hand on her lower back.
Hazor smiled. “My mother really likes you.”
She looked at him and drummed her fingers against his chest. “Keep your mother out of our bed. It’s just creepy.”
He paused and then laughed. “Fair enough. As long as I am in your bed, I am extremely pleased.”
She finally felt an easing of the pressure he was causing. She exhaled in relief. “So that’s a one-and-done thing?”
He chuckled and moved his fingers between them, rubbing her belly below her navel. “Maybe a two- or three-thing. It depends on how much the nanites have to fix.”
She laughed. “Oh, great. I am a project.”
“Yes, but you will have a strong immune system, your cells will be kept in a constant state of repair, and your gills are being swapped out for the Vecchin membrane.”
“Aw, damn it. I just got the hang of them. And they were expensive.”
He chuckled. “This will be the full-body membrane that appears on contact. You are a strong swimmer?”
“Yup.”
“Good. So am I.” He smiled and ran his hands over her butt and thighs. “Every part of you is delightful.”
“You are still surprisingly stiff.”
He laughed. “It is a constant state around you. My suit has been getting a workout on the containment front.”
“Yeah, I can see that containing your front would be an issue. A difficulty I have experienced myself, very recently.”
He grinned. “I read the manual on humans for this purpose. There are many other items I want to revisit.”
