Battlesuit and humanity stripped away, she's alien, sensuous, and toxically erotic. Her large cobalt eyes are expressionless, and yet they somehow connect. She knows Spike's needs and she desires to please.

Limbs, a writhing nest of tentacles, feel like an orgy of hands, caressing, and tweaking; holding him in the tangled safety of her embrace as they tease. He doesn't know what she gets from their unions, but he doesn't care now; for a soft, shiny tendril coils gently round his cock for another sinuous stroke, and he just submits.