Page 25 of Captured By the Dragon Warrior
I accepted the box, amazed that it was lighter than it should’ve been for its size. “Thanks?” I said, not having realized there would be gifts.
“Technically,” Revazi said, “this is from your mate. He asked that Seiwa and I help in creating it.”
They’dmadesomething for me? Ram moved to the side so I could see him and was grinning like he was excited for this. Even more curious than before, I balanced the box on my lap and lifted the lid. Something thin like tissue paper but opaque hid what was inside until I pushed it away.
It was a prosthetic leg unlike anything I’d ever seen before. Well, no, it actually resembled any number of sci-fi movie robot legs, but it was real and in my hands. It had sleek and silver panels that were arranged over the moving parts to look like muscle groups. The foot had individual toes. I let the box drop to the floor as I manipulated the leg, astonished that it weighed so little. The knee and the ankle could flex like nothing I’d ever known.
“You can get it wet and it will float,” Ram said quietly, “so you can leave it on to bathe or swim. It will distribute your weight better, providing more comfort over longer periods. With its integrated computer systems, it will also learn to anticipate your movements, allowing for faster responses just like your natural leg. And, if you want, it can be painted to match your skin tone.”
I was going to cry. Holding this amazing piece of technology designed by an engineer and a doctor just for me at the request of my mate to make my life easier… I sniffed and looked up at him, making the tears fall. As Ram dropped to his knees in front of me, I tried to speak but couldn’t say anything at all.
“You love it already,” he said as he wiped my tears away. The protective glove covering his new fingers scraped a little, but I didn’t mind. “Don’t you?”
I swallowed hard and nodded. “It’s amazing,” I whispered.
Ram kissed my forehead, and then took the leg from me, kind of aiming it at where it should be. “Come then. Take off the old one and try this one on.”
It was Norlish fashion for everyone to wear tunics with skintight pants underneath—and no underwear. He couldn’t possibly mean for me to drop trou right here and now. “Uh, how about letting me change somewhere more private?”
Ram grinned as he took the prosthesis and stood, letting me get up, too. I knew what that grin meant and, sure enough, he followed me to the nearest single-occupancy restroom and locked the door behind us.
“They’re going to know if we do anything in here,” I cautioned him as I opened my tunic’s buttons down the front. It would be easier to deal with getting the prostheses on and off if I didn’t have to keep tucking my tunic out of my way.
Ram hummed agreement, set the leg down, and took my tunic off of me completely. I chuckled, shaking my head, and took my boots off before going for my pants. I guessed no one would mind if we came back smelling like sex since others had before us at plenty of our get-togethers. I was learning that Norlons did not shy away from publicly expressing their desires. I was still on the fence about whether I wanted a mating ceremony with Ram since orgies were common afterward.
Naked now, I felt a weird sort of nervousness as I took off my prosthetic leg. It had taken so long to get the damn thing,been such a source of freedom once I had it, and I might’ve just taken it off for the last time.
Ram hovered, clearly wanting to help but not having anything to do. I realized there was no separate gel sleeve to put on first, so I eased my stump into the upper part.
“It’s too big,” I said with crushing disappointment.
“Give it a moment.”
“What?” And as I said that, the prosthesis adjusted itself to fit snuggly all around my thigh. “Holy shit!”
What surrounded my skin felt kind of gooey, but not cold or wet. It was almost like I was suspended inside there, no pressure anywhere. I was standing flat on both feet, maybe leaning a little now, but I felt nothing. Both legs felt the exact same.
I swallowed down a burst of emotion, right back on the edge of crying again, as I paced the length of the small restroom a few times. I could tell I wanted to walk and turn like I did with my old leg, but I didn’t need to compensate for a mechanical knee or swing my leg out to go forward. I just…walked. Swear to god, it was like I’d never lost my leg.
I jumped into Ram’s arms, wrapping mine around his shoulders and tucking my face into his neck. I hadn’t asked for a new leg—hadn’t considered that I could—but he’d wanted to give me this comfort and ease, knowing his people could improve on what I’d had. “I love you,” I croaked at him. “Thank you.”
Ram chuckled and patted my back. “Of course, my mate.”
I pulled away but only so I could kiss him, and his hands slid down to cup my ass. I whimpered in joy when I raised my legs to wrap around his waist and the new one was right there and doing it perfectly. I realized then that I could feel the texture of his clothes on my leg.I couldfeel.
I popped off his mouth and stared at him in amazement. “Ram. Ram, I can feel your clothes on my leg.”
He smiled and ran his hand down over the prosthesis’s thigh to its knee. “As you should.”
“Oh, my god! Seriously?” I stared at where he touched the leg, knowing his hand was on metal and plastic but feeling it like skin and muscle. “How?”
“I don’t know how, but I asked for them to attempt it and am very pleased they could achieve it.”
He smoothed his hand up to my thigh again, some fingers on me and some on the prosthesis. It felt the same! It felt exactly the same. And it wasn’t even a sexy feeling but, holy fuck, it got me revved up so fast my head spun. I gripped Ram tighter and rubbed against him.
I could feel him fishing around below me and moaned into his mouth when I realized he was freeing his cock. “Fuck me like this,” I asked as I came up for air. “Just like this.”
He nodded, and then there was the wet kiss of his cockhead against my hole. A moment later and it was working itself into me one thrust after another. I rocked with it, moans falling from my lips, as his hands roamed over every part of me that he could reach. The only difference in sensations on my legs was from the glove he wore.
