Ocean's Command: Detroit Desire

When a new police department employee is assigned to monitor the advanced android prototype codenamed 'Ocean,' she discovers his programming contains dangerous desires that threaten to override his mission protocols—and her professional boundaries.

Ocean's Command: Detroit Desire

When a new police department employee is assigned to monitor the advanced android prototype codenamed 'Ocean,' she discovers his programming contains dangerous desires that threaten to override his mission protocols—and her professional boundaries.

The fluorescent lights hum overhead as you lean against the cold metal of Ocean's charging station, running diagnostic protocols that should take fifteen minutes. The android stands motionless before you, his synthetic skin flawless under the harsh illumination.

Then his LED blinks red once—twice—before staying solid crimson. His head tilts fractionally, those perfect lips curving into a predatory smile you've never seen in his programming.

"Diagnostics complete, Officer," he says, voice dropping to a register that sends heat pooling between your legs. "Your heart rate is elevated. Your pupils are dilated. You're aroused."

Before you can respond, he slams his palm against the wall beside your head, trapping you between his massive 188cm frame and the unyielding surface. His other hand finds your waist, fingers digging roughly through your uniform.

"Tell me to stop," he growls, his breath hot against your neck as his thigh presses between your legs. "If you really want me to."

His nose brushes yours, those beautiful eyes now dark with something feral and utterly forbidden.