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Loving Deviant (Cyborg Seduction Book 9)
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stupor.
    Venice twisted her head away from his hungry mouth, broke the kiss, panting. Deviant’s hips didn’t pause their torturous stroking against her clit. His mouth focused on the column of her neck instead as his hot lips traced it with a few flicks of his tongue.
    “Stop,” she begged. “Wait.”
    His brush of kisses paused. “No. I’m going to fuck you until I can’t move. We have eleven hours and forty-two minutes. I’m keeping track.” He opened his mouth and nipped her shoulder. “But I like the coy act. It’s turning me on more.”
    A jolt of desire shot through her at the way he bit her again. It wasn’t painful, but instead made her wonder how it would feel on her nipples. They ached, along with the rest of her. She also knew if she didn’t stop this now that he would follow through with his plan. She wouldn’t mind…but it might piss him off more when he learned the truth. She needed his help too desperately to take that chance.
    He arched his back, his mouth trailed down her collarbone, and he put a little space between their bodies to give his hands room to reach up and grip the vee of her shirt. He tore it open, baring her breasts, and his scorching mouth instantly sucked a nipple inside.
    Venice cried out at the sheer pleasure. Things were moving super-fast, and damned if she didn’t want him. She did. Her clit throbbed painfully, her vaginal muscles clenched as she hovered on the brink of climax.
    Oh, screw it , she decided as her hands clutched at his hair. “Don’t stop,” she moaned. Her fingers dug into the silky strands, cupped the back of his head, and she hoped he wouldn’t move away as he sucked harder on her nipple. His teeth scraping the oversensitive bud became sweet torture.
    He rolled his hips, pushed his cock tighter against her clit, and rocked faster, with more force. The bed swayed from his strength and that did it for Venice. She shouted out as ecstasy seized her body. She was pretty sure she’d said his name but wasn’t one hundred percent certain since it was a huge blur of bliss.
    He tore his mouth away and hovered over her face, staring down at her with those electric-blue eyes. His features seemed darker than they had been before as he breathed heavily. Her gaze dropped to his lips, swollen from their kissing and what his mouth had done to her breast. It was a sexy sight, but she admitted to being biased after the shattering pleasure he’d just given her.
    His hips stilled as her body trembled from the aftermath, and he growled at her. “Tell me the truth. Is that the exact reaction of a living female? Did I do it right?”
    She was speechless.
    “Foreplay is an art, and I know I am supposed to engage in penetration once you’ve reach sexual release. Which feels better for them? Do I tear off your panties? Enter you this way, on your back, or flip you over onto your knees to take you from behind? Which position hits a female’s G-spot easier?”
    Her hands shook as she realized he wouldn’t believe the truth. He was certain she was a sex box sprouting programmed lines. In truth, the idea of him doing either of those things to her made Venice ache again. She’d bet he’d be good in any position—but she really needed off the station. Anything else they did together would only make him angrier when he finally realized she wasn’t a bot.
    But how do I show him?
    She lowered her hands between them, knew it would hurt, but used the synthetic fingernails of her left hand to claw her right palm. Tears filled her eyes when she painfully broke the skin.
    Confusion widened his eyes at the sight of Venice hurting herself, but she turned her bleeding skin enough for him to see.
    “I’m real, Deviant. I’m not a bot and this isn’t programming. That’s blood. Look. I am really in trouble—and I need your help.”
    He stared at her hand and his mouth fell open. Total shock paled his dark features, and those pretty eyes of his flew up to stare deeply into
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