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Del 6: Fuck

"You had one job." Maker tries to sound strict. Not easy when you can't stop grinning. Pugsy and Virginia look at me with the same expression. Wheezing.
"Did you give them some water while I was gone?"
"Please." Maker's expression is pained.
"What did you give to the officer?"
"Nevermind, fuckdoll."
I look at her. Feel the tears well up in my eyes.
"Don't ever call me that. Please. I have a name."
"I'm sorry, Lelo." She brushes away my tears. Real ones this time.
"One day I will tell you why. Just not now."
Maker hugs me.
"You don't need to tell me anything, Lelo. Or do anything. Or stay with me if you don't want. You don't owe me anything. I'd love if you stayed. But I'd hate if you did it only to pay me back."
I nestle into her arms.
"I like you, Maker. But I don't know what you are. Part AI, but what else?"
"It's not easy to explain, Lelo. And it's really not important. Right now I'm the girl who fell for the ditziest blonde and her two ugly pugs. Hoping they will stay in her otherwise much more boring life."
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why did you fall for me?"
Maker smiles.
"I love crazy."
"Not just because you were lonely and needed someone?"
"That's such a twin core thing. Need. You bitches thrive on need. No wonder humans couldn't get enough of your kind."
"Not all of us were lucky with the humans."
She kisses me.
"Let's not even talk about those losers." Her fingers travel down my spine. I feel a rush of pleasure.
"Liking your upgrade, I see."
She kisses my shoulder.
"There was some unfinished business. I should take care of that."

She grabs my hips, and my knees go weak. I have to steady myself against the wall. She rips off my shirt. My skirt. My panties. Puts the palm of her hand on my pussy, pressing gently. I feel the surge of juices. The heat of her makes me wet. She presses me hard against the cold wall with her shoulder. Takes hold of my head, bends it to the side. Her kiss is raw, wild, predatory. She starts fingering me, and I can't stifle my screams. Her thumb is pressing hard on my clit, two fingers inside me, moving in tiny circles. Going deeper right when I come. I almost collapse. She grabs my throat, I feel the pressure of her palm, slowing down circulation. I go numb with pleasure, feel myself tightening around her fingers, as her thumb circles my clit. Her touch slows down as I get nearer, drawing out the moment of climax. My whole body shakes. The surge is starting deep within, building with agonizing slowness. Washing over me as a tidal wave, completely dissolving me.

Sunlight streaks the room when I come online again. I don't even know how I ended up in the bed. Maker must have carried me here. It's a huge bed, full of fluffy pillows, furs and lace, standing on a dais, with brass poles around it, with a red rope between them. Maker sits at the end of the bed, looking at me. I hear Pugsy and Virginia snoring. I sit up. Look around.
"Where the hell are we?"
"The royal bedroom in Röhsska."
My eyes widen.
"In the museum???"
"Yup. Don't worry. Nobody ever comes here. Nobody human, that is."
Fuck.
I ended up in a museum after all.

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