Loving Deviant
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a curse.
Watch it, Deviant growled back in a chilling voice.
Damn drunk, someone muttered. You bumped into me, you mutated asshole.
They walked a little farther before Deviant stopped yet again. He brushed a hand against her ass, removed something from a pocket lower down his leg, and she heard a door slide open. He took a few more steps.
Were clear but not safe yet. Hang on, Venice. You okay?
Yes, she whispered.
Sweat tickled between their bodies where their chests and bellies were smashed together. The sensation of rising quickly made her dizzy and she wondered if theyd entered some kind of lift. She had no idea where they were but the rising sensation ceased. Deviant was walking, doors swished open and closed, and he finally stopped.
Light showed through her closed eyelids when he stretched his arms upward, and she opened her eyes as fresh air hit her. Hed thrown off his head drape, and struggled out of the shirt next.
Venice sucked in heavy breaths and pulled away from his chest, her face felt nearly glued to it after their adventure. She blinked a few times to adjust to the bright lights.
Welcome to your new home, he sighed.
She stared at the living quarters. It wasnt big, maybe fifteen by nine feet, with a bed in one corner and a cleansing unit in another. Books lined one shelf along an entire wall, the spines printed in some weird language shed never seen before. She turned to stare at the cyborg whod rescued her.
Im going to fuck you just as soon as I shower. He frowned. Ive never come in my pants before. Thats classified information. Do you understand me? Dont ever tell anyone that happened.
She nodded, stunned.
He stepped over to his bunka long, narrow oneand reached up to a shelf high above it. She gasped when he grabbed a sharp-looking blade. He paused as she stared at him with fear, wondering what he planned to do with it.
Dont move.
He cut the curtain that wrapped them together, the sharp metal slashing through it easily, but he skillfully avoided her skin. The second the pressure was off, her legs slid down his body. Her ass landed on a soft mattress when he backed away.
Stay, he ordered. If you try to run, you wont be thrilled with what you find out there.
Her gaze left his and located the door. She stared back up at him.
Youre on a ship full of cyborgs. No one knows youre here, and for right now, I want to keep it that way. So do you.
She licked her lips. Okay. I wont try to run from you. You saved me.
He crouched down, staring into her eyes. Theyll want me to share you. Do you understand? Youre the only female on a ship with seven males.
Fear hit hard.
An emotion akin to pity flashed in his eyes as he reached out and cupped her cheek. Im the only one who will touch you, but you need to follow my rules. Dont try to leave this room. I can protect you here. He glanced at the door before staring into her eyes again. Im going to shower. Get ready for me.
Okay.
He released her and stood. She watched him step into the cleansing unit before the door closed, and she was alone. Seconds later it turned on, but Venice just sat there.
Did I just get myself into worse trouble?
No one answered her.
Chapter Three
The second the cleansing unit shut off, Venice scrambled to remove her underwear, wishing she could use Deviants shower too. He wasnt the only one whod gotten off during their walk to his ship. Her panties were soaked from both times hed made her come. She used a dry part of them to wipe off her tummy where hed left his seed and balled up the evidence, looking around the tidy room. She didnt have a clue where to put them. He didnt have a hamper or a trash can. And it was the only piece of clothing she had left.
She turned and shoved them under his pillow, taking a seat.
The unit opened and a wet, mostly naked Deviant stood there. She stared, her mouth open, suddenly reminded how sexy he was. The towel wrapped around his waist rode low enough to show off his flat, firm belly. Muscles were apparent in a tight group of ridgesand that wasnt the only muscle she saw. His cock was hard, trapped under the material hugging his thighs. She lifted her gaze.
Bright blue eyes met hers before they
Watch it, Deviant growled back in a chilling voice.
Damn drunk, someone muttered. You bumped into me, you mutated asshole.
They walked a little farther before Deviant stopped yet again. He brushed a hand against her ass, removed something from a pocket lower down his leg, and she heard a door slide open. He took a few more steps.
Were clear but not safe yet. Hang on, Venice. You okay?
Yes, she whispered.
Sweat tickled between their bodies where their chests and bellies were smashed together. The sensation of rising quickly made her dizzy and she wondered if theyd entered some kind of lift. She had no idea where they were but the rising sensation ceased. Deviant was walking, doors swished open and closed, and he finally stopped.
Light showed through her closed eyelids when he stretched his arms upward, and she opened her eyes as fresh air hit her. Hed thrown off his head drape, and struggled out of the shirt next.
Venice sucked in heavy breaths and pulled away from his chest, her face felt nearly glued to it after their adventure. She blinked a few times to adjust to the bright lights.
Welcome to your new home, he sighed.
She stared at the living quarters. It wasnt big, maybe fifteen by nine feet, with a bed in one corner and a cleansing unit in another. Books lined one shelf along an entire wall, the spines printed in some weird language shed never seen before. She turned to stare at the cyborg whod rescued her.
Im going to fuck you just as soon as I shower. He frowned. Ive never come in my pants before. Thats classified information. Do you understand me? Dont ever tell anyone that happened.
She nodded, stunned.
He stepped over to his bunka long, narrow oneand reached up to a shelf high above it. She gasped when he grabbed a sharp-looking blade. He paused as she stared at him with fear, wondering what he planned to do with it.
Dont move.
He cut the curtain that wrapped them together, the sharp metal slashing through it easily, but he skillfully avoided her skin. The second the pressure was off, her legs slid down his body. Her ass landed on a soft mattress when he backed away.
Stay, he ordered. If you try to run, you wont be thrilled with what you find out there.
Her gaze left his and located the door. She stared back up at him.
Youre on a ship full of cyborgs. No one knows youre here, and for right now, I want to keep it that way. So do you.
She licked her lips. Okay. I wont try to run from you. You saved me.
He crouched down, staring into her eyes. Theyll want me to share you. Do you understand? Youre the only female on a ship with seven males.
Fear hit hard.
An emotion akin to pity flashed in his eyes as he reached out and cupped her cheek. Im the only one who will touch you, but you need to follow my rules. Dont try to leave this room. I can protect you here. He glanced at the door before staring into her eyes again. Im going to shower. Get ready for me.
Okay.
He released her and stood. She watched him step into the cleansing unit before the door closed, and she was alone. Seconds later it turned on, but Venice just sat there.
Did I just get myself into worse trouble?
No one answered her.
Chapter Three
The second the cleansing unit shut off, Venice scrambled to remove her underwear, wishing she could use Deviants shower too. He wasnt the only one whod gotten off during their walk to his ship. Her panties were soaked from both times hed made her come. She used a dry part of them to wipe off her tummy where hed left his seed and balled up the evidence, looking around the tidy room. She didnt have a clue where to put them. He didnt have a hamper or a trash can. And it was the only piece of clothing she had left.
She turned and shoved them under his pillow, taking a seat.
The unit opened and a wet, mostly naked Deviant stood there. She stared, her mouth open, suddenly reminded how sexy he was. The towel wrapped around his waist rode low enough to show off his flat, firm belly. Muscles were apparent in a tight group of ridgesand that wasnt the only muscle she saw. His cock was hard, trapped under the material hugging his thighs. She lifted her gaze.
Bright blue eyes met hers before they
