Raven's teeth closed around the head of my cock first. Sharp, deliberate pressure that made my hips jerk forward involuntarily. Not piercing skin, but close enough that the sting shot straight up my spine and turned my balls tight. She held it there, letting me feel the dangerous edge, her red eyes locked on mine the whole time, daring me to flinch.
Then she sucked.
Hard.
Her lips sealed like a vacuum, tongue flattening along the underside as she dragged her teeth back slow, scraping every ridge and vein on the way out. Saliva poured down my shaft in thick strings, dripping onto her scarred, heavy tits that were mashed against my thighs. The chrome harness dug into her flesh, making those dark, ridged areolas bulge even more, each raised bump catching the neon flicker like wet obsidian.
"Fuck, Raven—" My voice cracked. I grabbed fistfuls of her black hair, not to guide, just to hold on.
She growled around my length, the vibration ripping through me. Then she dove deeper, taking me to the root in one brutal swallow. Her throat convulsed, squeezing like it was trying to strangle my dick. I felt the back of her tongue press flat, then flick the slit hard enough to make pre-cum leak straight down her gullet. She hummed approval, the sound wet and filthy, and started bobbing fast, sloppy, no rhythm, just hunger.
Every time her nose hit my pelvis her scarred nipples dragged up my legs, the textured ridges scraping skin raw. Drool ran in rivulets down her chin, pooling between her massive breasts, making them glisten. She pulled off with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting her swollen lips to my glistening cockhead.
"Still lying to yourself?" she rasped, voice wrecked. "You think you're the one in control up there. Down here you're just meat." She spat on my shaft, thick, warm, and wrapped both hands around it, stroking rough while her tongue lashed the frenulum in quick, vicious flicks.
I groaned, head thudding back against the wall. "Then fucking eat me like you mean it."
Her laugh was dark. She lunged again, teeth grazing the shaft this time as she sucked me down, hollowing her cheeks so hard my vision spotted. One hand cupped my balls, rolling them, tugging just enough to hurt, while the other pumped the base in tight, twisting strokes. Wet slurps filled the chamber, obscene, echoing off rusted metal. My hips started thrusting on instinct, fucking her face while she took it, gagging but never pulling back.
Her free hand disappeared between her own thighs. I heard the slick sound of fingers plunging into her cunt, three at once, no warm-up. She moaned around my cock, the vibration pushing me closer. Her hips rocked, fucking her own hand in time with the way she was sucking me, tits bouncing wildly, chrome harness creaking.
I felt the coil snap.
"Gonna—" I warned through gritted teeth.
She didn't pull off.
She sucked harder, throat working, swallowing every pulse as I came down her throat in thick, hot ropes. My knees buckled; she held me up by the hips, milking me dry with slow, deliberate swallows until I was twitching, oversensitive, gasping.
Only then did she release me with a final, slow lick from balls to tip, cleaning every drop. She stood, towering, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Cum and spit still glistened on her chin, dripping onto her scarred areolas.
"Your turn to give output," she said, voice low and ruined. She shoved me down onto a pile of discarded cables and padding that served as a makeshift bed in the Pit. Before I could catch my breath she straddled my face, thick thighs clamping my head like a vice.
Her cunt was soaked, dripping, swollen lips parting as she ground down. The scent hit me: metal, musk, synthetic slick that tasted faintly electric. She grabbed my hair and yanked my mouth to her clit.
"Lick," she ordered. "Or I'll ride your face until you pass out."
I didn't argue.
My tongue speared into her, tasting the strange, addictive heat of her inner walls, tight, rippling, adjusting around me like they were mapping every flick. She rocked hard, smearing her wetness across my lips, chin, nose. Her clit was engorged, throbbing against my tongue as I sucked it between my lips, flicking fast.
Raven's moans turned animal, growls, curses, the sound of metal creaking as she braced one hand on the wall. Her other hand reached back, finding my still-hard cock and stroking it in brutal pulls, keeping me on edge while she chased her own release.
"Deeper," she snarled. "Fuck me with your tongue like you fucked those pretty dolls upstairs."
I obeyed, plunging in, curling, lapping at her walls while my nose ground against her clit. Her thighs started shaking. Her cunt clenched hard around my tongue, gushing slick down my throat. She came with a scream that rattled the Pit, hips bucking so violently I thought she'd break my neck.
When the spasms slowed she lifted off, dripping onto my chest. Her red eyes were glassy, but sharper than before.
"You're not leaving," she said quietly. Not a threat. A fact.
Behind her, Sera stepped out of the shadows, pale blue skin gleaming, massive veined breasts swaying, chains dangling broken from her wrists.
"She's right," Sera purred, voice dripping venom and want. "You woke something in us. Now you fix it. Or we keep you."
Miller's voice cut through from the doorway, dry as ever.
"Congratulations, kid. You just became the most dangerous virus this system's ever seen."
I lay there, chest heaving, cock still throbbing, two glitch-eyed goddesses staring down at me like I was their next meal.
And for the first time since I woke up in this body…
I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to run.