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“All right,” she said, looking up at him with her hands on her hips. “Now I’m going to wash the rest of you—all of you.” She nodded down at his cock, which was still achingly hard. “Do you understand?”

K-lx felt a growl of pure lust building in his throat.

“Fuck yes, Mistress,” he rumbled. “You can wash me anywhere you want to. I’m yours to command.”

She nodded, apparently satisfied with his answer.

“Very good, K-lx. Let me get some more soap and we’ll tackle the rest of you.”

7

CORINNE

Corinne couldn’t help herself—she was enjoying this shower much more than she knew she ought to. She’d been uncertain and uncomfortable at first, but the more she felt K-lx’s desire and admiration for her flowing through their Link, the more confident and beautiful she felt…and the more she enjoyed bathing him.

Washing his hair had been satisfying because she’d felt his pleasure when she scratched and massaged his scalp and scrubbed his long hair. She would need to give him a haircut while it was still wet, she decided. And probably she should trim his beard, too.

But first she had to wash the rest of him—which was a big job.

Turning to the soap nozzle, she got a double handful and began rubbing it all over his broad, bare chest. His muscles felt hard under her fingertips—a sensation she’d seldom experienced. She hadn’t had many lovers before Artie and none of them had been built like her new Cyborg.

K-lx stood still and let her wash him, never moving, even when she stood on tiptoes and leaned forward to wash his shoulders, which caused her belly to rub against his bare cock. Corinne felt the broad head and thick shaft branding her just above her pussy…but she didn’t move away. The manual had said he needed physical contact in order for her to assert her dominance, she reminded herself.

Besides, it was kind of a rush knowing she was the reason he was so hard.

She leaned closer and a low rumbling sound that was almost a groan came from his chest. Looking up, she saw he was staring down at her with hooded eyes.

“Gods, Mistress—you don’t make it easy not to touch you when you’re rubbing your sweet, curvy body all over me,” he growled.

Corinne saw that his huge hands were balled into fists at his sides. She felt a surge of unease. Was he about to snap and do something he shouldn’t?

But when she probed gently at the Link between them, she didn’t feel him having any desire to rape or take what wasn’t offered by force. There was an immense physical and sexual need building inside him, however. Just as the manual had predicted, he was going to need a sexual release. Still, he was doing a good job of holding himself back. This was undoubtedly an excellent test of his will and a good way to deepen their Link and assert her dominance.

“I know you’re in need, K-lx,” she told him. Reaching between them, she took his throbbing cock in one soapy hand and stroked gently up and down.

He threw back his head and groaned. His entire big body was tight with tension.

“Gods, Mistress—your soft little hand feels so good on me!”

“I’m going to help you with this in a minute,” Corinne told him, still stroking. “But first, I need to finish washing you. All right?”

“Yes, Mistress,” he gritted out. She felt the lust surge in him, but again he held himself still.

“Good.” She finished washing his torso and hips and even made sure to kneel and scrub the flesh parts of his long legs. Then she made him turn around so she could wash the rest of him.

K-lx groaned in pleasure as she ran her fingernails down his broad, wet back. Corinne had always kept them slightly long—her nails and her hair were the only two vanities she had, living here in the barren station. Now she was glad she hadn’t cut her nails short. Her new Cyborg seemed to really enjoy them.

She got some more soap and began working on his muscular buttocks. They were firm and hard with muscle and she liked the feel of them in her hands. However, she also wanted to perform a test. Gently, she slipped her fingers between them, probing inward.

K-lx jumped and turned his head to look over his shoulder at her.

“Mistress?” he asked, his voice coming out hoarse. “What are you doing?”

“Washing you.” Corinne gave him a stern look. “I told you I was going to wash you everywhere, didn’t I?”

“Well…yes. You did.” He still had some uncertainty in his tone but he wasn’t resisting her. It occurred to Corinne that with every minute they spent together, he sounded more human—or rather, more Kindred, she supposed—and less Cybernetic. It was like his mind was fully waking up from Stasis. That was probably a good thing, she decided.

“When I say everywhere, I mean everywhere,” she told him seriously. “Open yourself for me, K-lx. You must get used to submitting to my orders.”

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