AJ swallowed. She’d divulged too much to begin lying now. She sat up on the bed, gasping as the device shifted in her bottom, making her muscles clench inside and sending another wave of wild sensations pouring through her. “I have, well, I’ve had what I guess you’d call virtual intercourse,” she stammered, “using electronic devices, including one that simulated penetration in what the ads described as a ‘realistic fashion.’ But I haven’t been this close to another human being since I was too young to remember. And I’ve never been kissed.”
“From what strange kingdom do you hail?” His eyes narrowed. “I knew there was something different about you. I’ve heard tales of your kind. You are not from Neodyma.”
“I’m from Earth. I arrived here three weeks ago.”
She leaned forward, shifting onto her stomach to take the pressure off her aching bottom. “Please, I beg of you. Do not divulge my secret. I…I will do anything you want. I swear it.”
“So it’s true? The portal still exists. The island of New Atlantis is isolated, even by Neodyman standards. But we’ve heard rumors that Earth had begun using the portal again, sending aliens here to plunder our planet.”
She shook her head. “We’re not aliens. We are all descended from the same human ancestors. Your people left Earth long ago, while mine stayed behind.”
“Thank the gods we did if Earthers have given up fucking each other! How does your species survive?”
“Children are genetically designed and incubated in safe, sterile labs. Then they’re raised for two years by trained nursemaids before joining the families that ordered them.”
“And this ‘virtual intercourse’ you say you’ve experienced – this happened with a machine?”
She nodded. “On Earth we’ve learned to regulate and control our base, animalistic needs. We satisfy physical desires during regularly scheduled sessions with a holographic partner, one we tailor to fit our personal preferences. He or she is programmed to provide complete fulfillment every time, without the messy emotional entanglements that arise from intimate human relationships.”
For the first time since she’d begun, Kaden looked interested. “What does your holographic lover do to you to provide this ‘complete fulfillment’?”
AJ spoke as though reading from a scientific manual. “He stimulates my core of pleasure through evenly spaced, rhythmic electrical impulses while a penis-shaped probe of the length and girth necessary to maximize my physical gratification simulates the act of intercourse. The session is timed based on a graph of my response pattern.”
“How long?”
Embarrassed, AJ hesitated. She’d never had to speak so frankly about pleasuring herself. “It’s rather lengthy. Approximately three and a half minutes from start to finish.”
“I meant how long is the mechanical prick?”
With her head down, she couldn’t keep her eyes from wandering to his groin, where a massive erection jutted out.
“Not as long as…I mean, it’s about half the size of …” she stammered, before her voice died away completely.
Kaden threw his head back and roared.
“You may mock me,” AJ bristled. “But I assure you, it is sufficient to bring me to a satisfying climax every time.”
“Does your holographic lover give you multiple orgasms and make you scream louder with each one?”
“That’s not necessary. The quest for multiple orgasm is another of those old-fashioned time-consuming distractions from our duties. I find a single climax fulfills my physical needs for approximately three weeks.”
“What about your emotional needs? Gazing into the eyes of your soul mate and being overcome with the desire to love and be loved, to touch and be touched, to taste…and be tasted. You seemed to enjoy being tasted a few minutes ago.” His voice lowered, roughened. “And I enjoyed the taste of you.”
A piercing jolt of lust shot through her, making her pussy clench. AJ shivered. He spoke the truth. She’d never felt anything like it, what he’d done to her with his lips and his tongue. It was crude and primitive – awakening a raw hunger she’d never known before. A hunger he’d satisfied with a shattering climax, stronger than any she’d ever experienced with her machines.
“On Earth, our species has evolved to a higher plane of existence,” she replied primly. “Such needs have faded in importance.”
“Then I thank the gods yet again that my people left Earth long ago.” He stretched out a hand, running his palm slowly up and down the back of her calf. “But do you never awaken in the middle of the night and ache to be held, to be caressed, to hear whispers of all the wicked things your beloved would have you do?”
Her skin tingled everywhere he stroked He slid his hand farther up her leg, lingering in the crease behind her knees, tracing circles there with a fingertip.
AJ shuddered. She’d never had anyone touch her this way, the lightest brush of his fingers on such an innocent spot. Yet, it made her pulse race. Indecent images poured into her mind. Images of him between her legs again, using his fingers, his tongue. His thick, hard member.
“I promise I will stop if you ask me to,” he said, running his hand up her thigh. “But tonight I am your master, and you are mine until dawn. I intend to introduce you to my world – a world of pleasure such as you have never known. You are forbidden to stop me unless what I do causes you pain. A little anxiety is normal, even a little fear the first time. But you will do everything you are told to do tonight – and, in return, I will keep your secret.”
Chapter Eight
Trembling wildly from a combination of apprehension and arousal, AJ couldn’t speak.