Deceived

by Evangeline Anderson

  “Good. You shouldn’t feel any of those things. It wasn’t your fault,” Dark said firmly.

  She shook her head. “I don’t understand. Did you have something to do with that? How did you do it?”

  “Sorry—I can’t reveal the secrets of my programming,” he said dryly. “But I’m glad you’re feeling better.”

  “So much better—it’s wonderful.” Anna sat up straight and stretched, feeling as though an invisible burden had been lifted off her shoulders. The memory of what Lazlo had done to her was still there, but it no longer had the power to make her cringe with shame. Her desire for love and intimacy had been natural—normal. It was just that she’d made a poor choice in whom to seek it from.

  “I’m glad.” Dark sank down on the bed with a soft groan and lay sprawled on the mattress, breathing heavily, one arm thrown over his eyes.

  “Hey—are you all right?” Anna had the worried feeling that he had somehow drawn the poison of her past out of her and taken it into himself instead. That shouldn’t be possible, but it was a feeling that wouldn’t go away.

  “I’m fine—or I will be in a minute.” He took a deep breath, his broad chest expanding like a bellows. “Sorry—it’s been a long day,” he added.

  “I know you’ve got a lot on your plate with the whole Trollox banquet thing,” Anna said apologetically. “You’re probably really tired. Do you want to just call it a night and leave?”

  “Not unless you want me to leave.” He propped himself up on his elbows and looked up at her. “I’d rather stay here with you, if you don’t mind.”

  “I don’t mind.” Now that the shame and fear and guilt had somehow been leached out of her, Anna was beginning to feel the same desire she’d had for him earlier when he’d kissed her in the kitchen. “I…I’d like you to stay,” she told him softly. “Could you…would you hold me some more?”

  “I’d like that. Come here, baby.” He motioned for her and Anna found herself laying down on the big bed beside him and cuddling close to his side. Dark made a soft sound of contentment and pulled her even closer until her cheek was pillowed on his broad chest and his arms were wrapped securely around her.

  “Mmm, this is so nice,” Anna breathed. She loved his warm, masculine spice and the feeling of his big body against hers in the darkness. She dared to put one hand possessively on his chest and run her fingers lightly through the small patch of curly black hair there. It felt coarse and ticklish under her hand and his skin felt soft and warm and deliciously firm.

  “Very nice,” Dark agreed. “I like your little hand on me, baby. That feels good.”

  “Can Replicants feel good—that way, I mean?” Anna asked, curiously.

  “This one can,” Dark murmured. “I love the feel of your curves against me and the sound of your soft little voice in my ear.”

  “Will you kiss me again?” Anna asked, unable to help herself.

  “Why don’t you kiss me?” He gave her a lazy smile. “Why don’t you take charge and do what feels right for you?”

  Anna wanted to, but something made her hesitate.

  “I want to but…” She bit her lip.

  “But what, baby?” Dark murmured. God, she loved it when he called her that sweet nickname in his low, growling, possessive voice!

  “But I don’t want to make you feel bad,” Anna said. “I know you said your last owner—the Mistress—she did things to you. She—”

  “She wasn’t you,” Dark said firmly. “She never asked—never hesitated. She just took what she wanted. You’re not like that.”

  “So it won’t make you feel bad if I…touch you? If I kiss you?” Anna asked hesitantly.

  He shook his head. “Go ahead, baby—give yourself pleasure with my body—I don’t mind.”

  His open invitation and the way he was lying there, waiting for her to make the first move, seemed to fire something inside Anna.

  Scooting up, she leaned over him and kissed him tentatively on the mouth. Dark made a soft sound of pleasure and opened his lips to her, inviting her in, just as he had before.

  As before, Anna found herself taking him up on his invitation. His mouth was hot and sweet, as though he’d been eating cinnamon candy before he came to her, and he let her stroke his fangs with her tongue, which felt dangerous and safe at the same time—dangerous because she sensed this part of him could be a deadly weapon if he was angry—and safe because she knew he wouldn’t hurt her with them. It was like being able to walk right into the cage at the zoo and stroke a tiger, she thought to herself as she tasted and explored him. Like being close to a creature who was deadly to everyone but you.

  She didn’t know how long she kissed him but she became aware that his big, warm hands were moving over her body, stroking lightly up and down her sides and the curves of her hips. Because she had no bra on under the thin black robes she wore, she could feel the curves of her breasts pressing against his broad chest. When he shifted against her, she felt a pleasurable twist of friction between his big body and her tight peaks. Even the spreader inside her didn’t seem quite so cold and un-giving. Her body seemed to be warmer and wetter there, between her legs, and the hard thing invading her didn’t hurt as much as it had.

  “Mmm, baby, you taste so good,” Dark breathed, when they parted at last, both panting from the intensity of the long kiss. “Wish I could kiss you everywhere.”

  “Everywhere? Like…like where?” Anna felt her breath catch in her throat at the warm innuendo in his deep voice.

  “Well…here to start with.” One long fingertip traced the side of her neck and down her shoulder.

  “You can do that…you can kiss me there. If you want,” Anna told him softly.

  “Come here then, baby.” His voice was a deep, hungry growl as he drew her down to him.

  Anna bit back a moan as she leaned over and felt his hot mouth against the sensitive side of her neck. Dark licked her gently at first, running his warm, wet tongue from the base of her neck all the way up to her sensitive earlobe, which he nibbled and sucked lightly, sending sparks of desire through her.

  “Oh, Dark,” she moaned as he continued to lick and suck the side of her neck. She’d had no idea how many nerve endings were in her neck, or how incredibly erotic it would be to feel him kissing her there. “Let me feel your fangs,” she whispered, hardly knowing what she was saying. “I don’t mean bite me but just…let me feel them.”

  She felt his mouth open wider, as though he really was intending to sink those long, sharp fangs into the side of her throat. Her heart jumped and skittered in her chest but then she felt only the tiniest pricking feeling as the tips of his fangs skated lightly along her tender flesh. The sensation seemed to drive her wild.

  “Oh!” she moaned and pressed against him harder.

  “Careful, baby.” He drew back, his voice a soft, hungry growl. “If you press like that, I won’t be able to help biting you.”

  “What would happen if you bit me?” Anna asked, still feeling hot and needy. “The same thing that would happen if a real Blood Kindred bit me?”

  He nodded. “I’d inject my essence into your bloodstream. It would heal any injuries you might have but it would also make me want to claim you—make you mine completely.”

  “But…how could you? Since you don’t have, you know, the right equipment?” Anna objected.

  “I just said it would make me want to, not that I would,” Dark told her. “So it’s better if I don’t bite you. Not now, anyway.” He stroked her cheek gently. “I would like to kiss you someplace else though, if you don’t mind.”

  “Where?” Anna was propped over him, leaning on her elbows as she looked into his eyes.

  “Here…” His big hand slid over her shoulder and down her side. “And here.” Warm fingers brushed lightly against the side curve of her breast, making Anna shiver with pleasure and need.

  “Oh…there?” she whispered uncertainly.

  “Only if you want me to,” Dark assured her. “If it
makes you feel uncomfortable, forget I said it.”

  “I don’t want to forget it,” Anna told him. “I want to feel your mouth on me, kissing me…sucking me. God, does that sound slutty?” she asked, feeling suddenly self-conscious.

  “No, it sounds perfectly natural,” he assured her softly. “You’ve never had a male touch you and pleasure you the way you ought to be pleasured. You’ve never had your body worshipped as you deserve, Anna. It’s natural to crave those things—and I would love to be the one to give them to you.”

  “Then do it.” Recklessly, she pulled at the stretchy neck of her black robes, bringing the thin material down below her breasts, baring her upper body for him completely.

  She had thought that Dark would start kissing her right away but instead he looked at her, his bronze eyes half-lidded with desire.

  “So beautiful,” he said hoarsely. “Gods, baby—your breasts are so big and ripe and gorgeous.”

  “You don’t think they’re too big? That I’m too big?” Anna asked anxiously.

  “Never,” Dark assured her. “I love how full your curves are. You’re perfect.”

  He stroked down her arm and ended up cupping the undercurve of her left breast in the warm palm of his hand.

  “Beautiful,” he repeated and circled the tight bud of her nipple with the pad of his thumb until Anna moaned out loud. The sparks of pleasure from his light touch seemed to start in her sensitive peak and travel all the way down to her pussy.

  He gave her a lazy grin. “Feels good, baby?”

  “Oh, Dark,” she gasped as he pinched the tight little bud and tugged gently at her nipple. “You know it does. You…you’re driving me crazy.”

  “Ready to let me kiss you here, then?” he murmured. “Ready to lean over and feed me these tight little nipples, baby?”

  “I think so,” Anna moaned and then she was scooting up in the bed so she could do as he asked. Bending over him, she brushed his lush mouth with her right nipple, feeling so needy she thought she might burst.

  She wanted him to suck her right away, but Dark teased her first, putting out just the tip of his tongue to lick and circle her aching peak and then nipping very lightly with his teeth until Anna thought she would go insane with desire.

  “Dark, please…” she begged. “Please!”

  “You want me to suck you, baby?” he growled softly. “Want me to take your hot little nipples deep in my mouth and suck so hard you can feel it all the way down to your pussy?”

  Just as she had never had a man touch her gently before, so Anna had never had one talk dirty to her. Lazlo had said nasty, cruel things to her while he hurt her but nothing to excite her, to please her, the way Dark was. The effect on her was electric—she could feel her pussy throbbing around the spreader that was filling her and for just an instant, she wished it was Dark there instead.

  But that’s impossible, she reminded herself. He doesn’t have that kind of equipment, remember?

  But she didn’t even care about that anymore—she just wanted to feel his hot mouth on her, drawing her in, making her his.

  “Yes,” she whispered, pushing against him, trying to get more of her breast to his mouth. “Yes, Dark, please.”

  “It’s my pleasure to serve you, Anna,” he murmured and then he was sucking her in, taking as much of her breast as he could between his lips. She felt his tongue circling her nipple even as he sucked, laving the tender bud and sending showers of pleasure-sparks through her entire body.

  “Oh…Oh, Dark!” she gasped, moving above him, arching her back as he sucked one nipple and tugged gently on the other with his fingers. She could feel her pussy getting wet and hot around the spreader that was inside her, could feel her body climbing higher and higher as he sucked first one nipple and then the other, going back and forth as she squirmed above him.

  Feels so good…so good! But I can’t come like this. I need more…more.

  Dark seemed to be thinking the same thing because he pulled back at last and looked up at her, breathing hard.

  “Gods, baby, your ripe nipples taste so good,” he growled, his voice hoarse with need. “Just wish I could taste you everywhere.”

  This time Anna knew exactly what he meant by “everywhere” but she also knew she couldn’t let him do what he was asking. If she let him touch her or taste her below the waist, he would find the embarrassing spreader which Gorn had jammed inside her and forced her to wear. And she couldn’t bear for that to happen.

  “Oh, Dark, no,” she whispered, uncomfortably. “I can’t…can’t let you do that. Can’t let you go there.”

  “I understand.” He nodded immediately and she knew that he probably thought the reason she didn’t want him between her legs was because of some of the awful experiences she’d had with men before. That wasn’t exactly it, but she couldn’t tell him the real reason.

  “I’m sorry,” she said lamely. “I just…can’t.”

  “It’s all right—just want to bring you pleasure, baby,” Dark assured her. “Just want to make you come.”

  Anna wanted to come too—wanted it badly. She’d touched herself often enough after she’d gotten herself her own place back on the mining colony, but since Lazlo and Gorn, she hadn’t had any desire to let her hand wander down between her legs. Now it seemed the big Replicant had reawakened a fire in her. A flame which had been nothing but glowing embers had suddenly been raised to life. Suddenly, she had an idea.

  “Maybe you can make me come,” she said. “But by talking to me, not touching me. I…I hope that’s okay?”

  “Whatever makes you feel good is all right with me,” Dark assured her. “Are you going to touch yourself while I talk to you, baby?”

  Anna bit her lip, feeling suddenly shy.

  “Yes,” she whispered. “If…if that’s all right.”

  “Anything that makes your soft little pussy come is perfect,” he assured her again. “Tell me what you want to hear, baby.”

  “Tell me…” Anna paused, gathering her courage. “Tell me what you’d do to me—how you’d, uh, taste me—if I could let you go down there,” she whispered.

  “You mean if you felt comfortable enough to let me lick your sweet pussy?” he growled softly.

  Mutely, she nodded. God, if her face got any hotter, her hair was going to catch on fire! But it turned her on so much to hear him talk like this she didn’t want him to stop.

  “Can I touch your breasts again while I tell you?” Dark murmured. “Can I stroke and tug your tight nipples while I tell you how I want to lick your pussy?”

  God, she had never dreamed that dirty talk could be so hot!

  Anna nodded eagerly.

  “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, please, Dark.”

  “It would be my pleasure,” he murmured. “Go ahead and touch yourself while I tell you. Go ahead—it’s all right. It’s natural to make yourself feel good.”

  Feeling like he was giving her permission somehow—permission that she desperately needed after all she’d been through—Anna slid her hand under the hem of her black robes and found her pussy. Her seeking fingers found the hard flat end of the spreader and its connection to the leather harness she wore first, but she ignored it and moved up, seeking and then finding the sensitive, throbbing button of her clit.

  She braced herself against the mattress with her left hand as she stroked between her legs with her right. And Dark lay still beneath her, looking up, watching her with a hungry light in his bronze eyes.

  “Oh…” She moaned softly and threw her head back as she caressed the tender bud with the pad of her finger. “Oh, God…”

  “Gods…are you petting your clit, baby?” Dark growled. “Are you touching yourself and making your hot little pussy feel all creamy and good?”

  Anna nodded. “Y-yes,” she managed to get out. “Yes, I am—I’m touching myself.” It felt so naughty to admit it, and yet so right. She stroked herself a little faster, moving her hips in time with her own rhythm.


  “That’s good—keep doing it,” Dark murmured. “Keep touching yourself there—because that’s exactly where I want to taste you.”

  “You do? You want to lick me? Lick my…my pussy?” Anna felt flushed all over, a hot, sexual blush climbing from between her thighs to envelope her whole body with heat.

  “That’s right,” Dark growled. “First, though, I’d like to rub my face against your pussy mound, rub against you until I can feel your sweet juices all over my mouth and cheeks.”

  “You…you would?” Anna squirmed against her own fingers, imagining his rough cheeks and the soft fullness of his mouth as he rubbed against her.

  “Mmm-hmm.” Dark’s voice was a low, hungry growl. “I want to bathe in your sweet scent. Want to lose myself in you, in that soft, hot place between your legs.”

  “Tell me more!” Anna begged. Her fingers were flying now, sliding lightly over the side of her clit as the pleasure built inside her. “Then what would you do?”

  “I’d spread you open,” Dark informed her. “Spread open your sweet, creamy pussy so I could see all your hidden treasures, baby. And then I’d take a long,…slow…lick.”

  “Oh!” Anna moaned, bucking against her own hand. God, she could feel herself getting there…getting to where she needed so desperately to go…

  “You’d taste so good I wouldn’t be able to help myself,” Dark went on. As he spoke, his long fingers were tugging and twisting gently on her hard nipples. “I’d dive down and put my tongue deep inside you so I could taste your honey right from the source.”

  “You…you would?” God, she was so…close!

  “I wouldn’t be able to stop,” Dark told her hoarsely. “You’d taste so good and I’d feel you trembling against my tongue. Maybe you’d clamp your thighs tight around my head and I’d feel your fingers pulling my hair. I’d be licking and licking you—sucking that ripe little clit between my lips and teasing it with my tongue. And all the time you’d be bucking against me, pressing up to feed me that sweet pussy, opening yourself to get more of me inside you, letting me take you where you needed to go as you came. As you came…all…over…my…face.”