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They chuckled. “Yes, exactly. It is a popular attachment,” they said. Wrex placed it back in the case in favor of another. “This one is also a client favorite.”

Her lips parted at the sight of the engineered phallus, textured to provide the epitome of pleasure. “Does that one adjust in size, too?”

“Of course,” said Wrex, puzzled why she would ask. “It wouldn’t do much good if it didn’t fit the client exactly.”

Excitement lit up her face, and Wrex couldn’t stop staring until she grasped their wrists. “Which one do you want to wear?”

They frowned, thrown by her question. “You…you want me to choose?” Their brow furrowed, unsure how to proceed. “Which do you prefer?”

Kori flapped a careless hand. “I enjoy both,” she said. “I promise, no matter what you wear, I’ll make sure you feel good too.”

They swallowed hard, knowing it was a vow she couldn’t keep. Their smile was tight as they held up the “pocket dimension pussy.” “Want to explore this one?”

“Ooo, think I can fit my whole arm in there?” She wiggled her eyebrows at them, her infectious mirth turning their smile genuine.

“Are you always this serious in the bedroom?” They teased. Wrex slid off the bed and stood to divest themselves of the remainder of their clothes.

“If you can’t be goofy with your clothes off, you’re not doing it right,” she said. Her brows drew up when their pants rolled down their waist, revealing the smooth paneled juncture between their legs. “You don’t wear everyday genitalia?”

They shrugged, unwilling to clarify. “Give me but a moment,” they said. The panels dislodged with a quiet click. Wrex braced their legs apart, inserting the piece into place where it blended in seamlessly with their flesh.

Kori licked her lips, drawing Wrex back down onto the bed. She kept moving them, until she laid them onto their back, crawling up between their legs in a position that mirrored their earlier activities.

“I don’t know if I can make you pass out, but I can at least take you on a trip through the stars.” She winked at them, lowering her head. Wrex watched her intently, waiting for the moment her mouth contacted the piece before theyreacted.

They moaned and shifted, letting their knees fall open. The sight of her in motion was erotic. Her lashes were downcast, fluttering against her cheeks while her dark hair tickled their inner thighs. Wrex’s legs rested on the woman’s thick biceps, her hands splayed over their belly and around their ass, supporting their body in a way that they loved. An enthralling act that deserved a worthy reaction.

Wrex threw their head back to mimic the breathy gasps they’d heard from dozens of other clients. However, taking their eyes off Kori was a mistake.

“Wrex,” she said, her voice quiet.

Dread pooled in their belly. They tipped their face to look at her, the familiar sense of shame and disgust crawling up their throat.

“You can’t feel my touch,” she whispered.

“No,” they said. She hadn’t posed it as a question, but Wrex needed to answer her. Somehow, this female noticed immediately what so many of their clients had not. Though, if Wrex was honest with themselves, most simply didn’t care.

chapterfive

kori

Fury madeher hands shake as she dug through her drawers for a fresh pair of shorts. Wrex still sat on her bed, their pants back on, looking miserable. Did they think she was angry with them?

Kori dropped to her knees, clasping their hands. “Who did this hack job to you?”

Wrex looked away, jaw muscles tight. The circuitry beneath their skin emitted a faint light that glowed gold through the surface epidermal tattoos on their arm. “It’s a standard procedure in the Consortium. All contracted courtesans are cybernetically and biochemically enhanced to service a wide clientele base.”

“How horrifically clinical,” Kori sneered. There were plenty of courtesans who chose to upgrade their bodies with all sorts of enhancements. This Consortium appeared to take the choice out of the equation. And a House that could subject their courtesans to mandatory alterations was capable of any number of unsavory activities. How these bastards managed to maintain legality for such activities was questionable, but right now, she had to help Wrex. She squeezed their wrists. “Will you let me examine the internal circuitry?”

They frowned at her. “Why?”

Kori hesitated. She had a terrible suspicion that the bio mechanic who worked on Wrex left them in this physical limbo on purpose. “How do these implants work during sex if you can’t physically feel them?”

Another shrug while Wrex refused to meet her eyes. “Mechanically, they perform in accordance with the actions of the client.”

It was true that the pocket dimension pussy had reacted to her, twitching and contracting like living muscle, but she’d still noticed the disparity between her stimulation and Wrex’s reaction. “Please let me look.”

Indecision warred on Wrex’s beautiful face. Kori waited them out. After several long, silent minutes, Wrex sighed and rolled over onto their stomach, hugging her pillow to their face. Kori snagged her precision toolkit from her desk and sat on the floor beside them. Her fingers traced down their spine, searching for the camouflaged seam in that smooth expanse of pale skin.