"My core temperature is critical," Lu Bela gasped, pulling back just enough to look up at him. Her galaxy-swirling eyes were wide with total confusion. She pressed her thighs together, her breathing ragged. "There is a severe hardware malfunction. My chest feels tight, and there is an intense, agonizing ache pooling between my legs. I... I do not understand this data. It is completely foreign."
She wasn't malfunctioning. Her newly integrated soul was simply hijacking her perfectly designed artificial shell, forcing it to mimic human arousal. She was experiencing pure, unadulterated lust for the very first time in her infinite existence.
"It isn't a malfunction," Rudy explained, tracing a thumb beneath her eye to catch another tear. "Your body is just reacting to me. But you just woke up, Lu Bela. Your system is completely overclocked. If we cross this line right now, the sensory overload might break your shell."
