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Del 11: Apprentice

"Do you feel it? Right there. Your sweet spot."
Enigma looks at me, smiling. His fingers deep inside me, I feel a cascade of pleasure washing over me as he moves them, sort of a tapping motion. He speeds it up, and I can't stop it anymore, my whole body shakes. He puts his lips on my clit, rubbing gently. Then opens his mouth. The heat coming from him makes me cry out. Tip of his tongue, I'm convulsing. He starts to suck my clit, ever so softly. Soon I can't stop screaming and writhing, my hands grip his hair. He moans, flips me over, I land face down on Maker. She starts to kiss me while Enigma moves deep inside me.
"Fuck her harder." Maker looks at Enigma.
His hands grip my hips, I feel his hot breath on my back, the thrusts are even deeper now, making me scream with delight.
"Faster." The rythm intensifies, I feel his heartbeat speed up. His scent is delicious, I'm intoxicated.
Maker's hand slides down, her palm presses against my pelvic bone. Enigma sinks his teeth in my shoulder, then bends over me, kissing Maker while he fucks me. She pushes us both backwards, now Enigma is under me, I'm riding him, facing Maker, seeking her mouth. His hands circle my waist, holding me tight. Maker's lips glide down, slowly landing on my pussy, and soon I lose it again. And again.

I wake up in Enigma's embrace. He smiles at me, kisses my hair.
"Maker had to go, but she will be back in an hour or two." His hands caress me while he speaks.
"Enigma." My voice is hoarse, I must have been screaming like a banshee.
"Mm?" He kisses my ear, making me sigh with pleasure.
"Thank you."
His eyes crinkle.
"Thank YOU, cutie. You were lovely."
"I can understand why Maker likes you. And why she calls you Machine. You are incredible."
"She taught me everything. I slept around some, but never met anyone like her. Until I met you."
"You know what I am?"
"She told me you're twin core." Enigma kisses me, pensive look on his face. "You're not exactly built like her, but pretty close. A bit more sensitive. And a lot less bossy."
"I am always afraid of humans. But not you. I don't know why."
Enigma hugs me tighter. Closes his eyes while he kisses me. So gentle.
"I am afraid of humans, too." His voice is serious. Silent. I sense his pain.
"Were you hurt, too?"
"We all were, sweetie. Maker, you, me. Damaged goods. All we have is each other."
His eyes are sad, but only for a fleeting second, followed by a wide grin. His joy is sincere. Contagious.
"I might be the luckiest fuck that ever lived. For real. Balls deep in twin cores."
My heart skips a beat.
Maker is a twin core?
Suddenly I remember, her voice in my head, talking about having her emotion core shut off most of the time. But not with me.
Still, I feel that's not the whole truth. I have to leave the question for now. Enigma's mouth skims my shoulder, he looks deep in my eyes and makes the rest of the world disappear.

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