Valkyries - The Complete Trilogy
Date: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

VALKYRIES

THE COMPLETE TRILOGY

by

Misty Vixen

This is a collection of Valkyries, Valkyries 2, & Valkyries 3.

For the sake of clarity, I have provided a precise list of what you will get if you decide to purchase this collection.

- VALKYRIES (Unchanged from the stand-alone novel.)

- VALKYRIES 2 (Unchanged from the stand-alone novel.)

- VALKYRIES 3 (Now contains 4,600 new words of content in the Epilogue.)

VALKYRIES

CHAPTER 01

Veronica tried to quell the growing sense of unease in the pit of her stomach as the shuttle she and Saf were on shuddered and trembled its way through the atmosphere of the planet they were currently coming down on from high orbit. The job was almost done and once it was, they’d grab their paycheck and get out of here.

“You getting the same kind of feeling I’m getting?” Saf asked.

Veronica glanced over and down at her partner. Although Saf was tall for kai, Veronica still had a little over half a foot on her.

“Yeah,” she replied quietly, “I am.”

“Mmm.”

That only made Veronica’s worry even more. Out of the two of them, Saf was the most level-headed, not prone to rash decision-making or pessimism. Pretty much the opposite of Veronica. She crossed her arms and considered the situation.

Veronica was an Amazonian, a genetically engineered warrior, part of Project Amazon. Well, what used to be Project Amazon. It was a branch of the military, experimental, that ran for about ten years or so. They created, exclusively, very tall, very powerful, very skilled women. They created Amazonians. But then it all fell apart, the Amazonians were basically fired and left to drift in the solar winds.

Most of them, Veronica included, became mercenaries.

She felt particularly bitter about the whole subject, as she’d been among the last of the women culled for the project and only got to be in it for about a year before being dumped. When it had all blown over, she’d gone into the protection business with her childhood friend Sapphire, or Saf as she liked to be called.

The situation didn’t look good.

Currently, she, Saf, and about half a dozen other dime-store mercenaries were running protection for a bunch of mineral samples for a small-time mining corporation. Based on the sketchy intel she had, Veronica thought it was a big break for them. Being so small-time, the mining company didn’t really have the money to commit to full-fledged operations. They needed investors, money men to fund their mining operations for a slice of future profits in return. But they could only find investors if they could prove they’d scouted a mining location worth setting up shop on, usually a newly discovered planet or moon or asteroid.

This company had found such a place.

Apparently it was rich in lots of precious minerals.

So they had collected the samples and were making their way back so that they could prove they had the goods. Unfortunately, a lot of was riding on those minerals, and if something were to happen to them, say, if they were ‘lost’ due to a ‘shuttle malfunction’, well, it might just bankrupt that little mining corporation.

Which was what bigger mining corporations loved doing.

Space travel and hiring mercs and the cost of actually getting the minerals from way out there was expensive, and most smaller companies were almost constantly skirting the edge of bankruptcy. So one fuck-up was all it took to send them over.

Veronica had had a lot of time to study up on politics and policies like these over the past few years since getting tossed out of the military.

There were a lot of warning signs with this job and she was no longer sure why she and Saf had agreed to take it.

Oh yeah, because they were fucking broke, that’s why.

Even the small payout of a two thousand credits a person was looking good right now. Plus, the job was mostly over. They were currently making their final approach to the place they had to drop the minerals off at.

Maybe just another fifteen minutes and they were done.

Then they’d move on to the next crap job.

It seemed to be their life nowadays. For a moment, Veronica began to lament what her life had become, but suddenly, she didn’t have the time.

The ship’s radio crackled to life. “We’ve got incoming-”

The announcement was knocked off the airwaves by an explosion that rocked the shuttle, sending Veronica and Saf to the hard metal floor of the hallway they’d been hanging around in. The pair shot back to their feet.

Both cursed as they began rushing forward. They came into the bridge of the ship with a few of the other mercenaries.

“What the fuck is going on?” Veronica snapped.

“Uh, well, we’re under attack,” the pilot replied.

“Yeah, no fucking shit, why didn’t you tell us until their rockets were flying up our ass?”

“The piece of shit radar is broken!”

“Why the fuck didn’t you tell us this!?”

“I didn’t know it was broken until just now! Now shut the fuck up and let me fly this fucking thing!”

Veronica could think of a lot more choice things to call the pilot, but he was right, he needed to get them out of there. Plus, it probably wasn’t his fault. He was just some poor son of a bitch the company was keeping in the dark just like them. Several minutes passed by as the pilot tried to work with the struggling engines.

“Why aren’t they firing anymore?” one of the mercenaries asked.

“They don’t want us destroyed,” Saf murmured. “They want us to go down, so they can perform salvage.”

Abruptly, the engines cut out. The silence was ominous.

“Well, looks like they’re going to get their wish, we are going the fuck down,” the pilot announced.

Through the canopy windows ahead of them, Veronica could see the tops of trees: a vast green carpet of forest spread out below them, stretching on for miles, rushing up to meet them. Veronica’s mind started running through options as the trees got closer. Right now though, the only thing she could think of was to get to somewhere safe.

“Get to the crash room!” the pilot yelled, unstrapping himself and leaping out of the seat. She, Saf, and the other mercs followed him out of the bridge.

They ran through the ship, which was a dead stick now, gliding towards the ground with as much grace as wings and air-brakes would grant it. The didn’t have long. They ran down a pair of hallways and managed to make it into the crash room, which was really just a small room stuffed with heavily reinforced seats attached to the walls. They all got into the seats and locked themselves in as quickly as they could.

Veronica barely fit.

Just another everyday annoyance of being almost seven fucking feet tall. She pulled the crash webbing down over her body and hoped for the best.

Several more seconds went by in miserable silence. Veronica took the time to do a quick headcount. She saw Saf, the pilot, (he was literally the only other crewman onboard, they apparently couldn’t afford anyone else), and four mercenaries. She’d counted six on the way in. That meant that two of them were still out there.

The ship suddenly began to jolt and jerk violently. They had hit the top of the trees. It wouldn’t be long now.

Sure enough, the tremors got significantly more violent and then, suddenly, the ship hit solid ground, smashing into it and coming to a sudden halt, throwing all of them around violently. The crash webbing worked like it was supposed to and kept Veronica mostly where she was intended to be. Now that the ship was suddenly not moving anymore, she began to get untangled from the webbing, knowing they had to act fast.

“Come on, get up, they’re going to be coming after us,” she snapped at the others.

They groaned their responses. She straightened up and popped her neck. A lot of things were sore and bruised on her right now, but nothing felt broken. Her genetic engineering and the combat armor she had on had done well to insulate her. One of the other mercenaries, unfortunately, hadn’t been so lucky. He’d been throw free of the webbing in the crash and his neck had been broken, killing him instantly.

“Come on, lets get to the armory,” she said, rallying them. She pointed at the pilot, who was still getting up from the webbing. “Call for backup.”

“On it,” he replied, standing up and limping out of the crash room.

It took a minute, but Veronica and Saf managed to get the others rallied and out of the room. They hurried through the ship and made it to the armory, finding another one of the missing mercs along the way. He hadn’t fared any better than the other merc who’d broken his neck, he was dead as well. Which meant they were down to five, maybe six if the other guy was still alive. As they got into the armory, which had been thrown into wild disarray in the crash, Veronica sized up what she had to work with.

There was a dysil, who she knew were tough. The orange-skinned man looked a bit like a demon, as he had short black horns growing from his forehead and a thin tail growing from his back. He’d seemed pretty competent. The other two, a pair of humans, could go either way. They seemed like they could get the job done, but a lot of mercenaries seemed that way until suddenly the pressure was on and it turned out they were novices or idiots.

Or both.

A lot of the guns had been damaged in the crash, but they managed to snag enough shotguns and rifles to equip everyone. Veronica wrapped her hands about a long-barrel, powerful assault rifle and gathered up some scattered magazines.

“Let’s go!” she called.

The mercs seemed to accept her as a leader, which made enough sense. It was a stupid but basic principle of human (and apparently some alien) psychology that the bigger you were the more in charge you should be.

They made their way through the ruined ship. Veronica left the two humans at one of the two airlocks in the ship, which would be the only two realistic points of ingress into the ship. Unless the crash had created a big hole in the hull, which would suck. But they couldn’t worry about that right now. She led Saf and the other merc, the dysil, back to the primary airlock, which was huge and going to be difficult to cover.

It was at the back of a big cargo room, meant to be used to drive loader trucks up into. By the time they got back there, they heard voices through smaller holes that had been ripped in the hull nearby. Definitely bad guys out there.

“Get into position,” Veronica said quietly.

Saf and the dysil nodded and moved across the cargo room, which was a complete mess. There were a few vehicles and several crates scattered across the area. The three of them hid behind this debris, ducking down and preparing for a counter-attack. Seconds went by. Then a minute went by. The tension continued to rise.

Veronica was beginning to consider going out to them, (she wasn’t the most patient individual), when, suddenly there was a brilliant flash and the room filled with smoke and flying metal. They’d bombed the door.

As the smoke began to clear, Veronica saw several dark shapes rushing in through the opening. She targeted the first one and squeezed the trigger. The rifle barked in her firm grasp. There was a scream, a spray of blood, and the figure went down. Saf and the dysil opened up as well, taking down more of the uncertain figures. But it quickly became apparent that this wasn’t going to go very well for them. There were a lot of mercs coming in.

And they were gaining a foothold.

Elsewhere in the ship, Veronica heard another explosion and more gunfire. Great. Now they had to worry about getting attacked from behind as well. She hoped those other two were up to the challenge. She redoubled her efforts, wishing she’d grabbed a grenade from the armory, but she hadn’t been able to find any. She took out another two and then ducked as they returned fire. They went back and forth like this, trading bullets until the dysil made a miscalculation, pulled back too late, took a shot to the head and went down.

And there were still more coming.

“Fall back!” Veronica snapped.

Saf shouted something back. Veronica looked around for something, some kind of distraction, anything to help them out.

She sat it in the form of a fire extinguisher on the other side of the room, near the hostiles’ position. She aimed and fired. It blew up into a foamy spray, knocking two of them off their feet and blinding most of the others.

Saf took the opportunity and ran for the exit. Veronica followed after her. Unfortunately, she was a much bigger target and, consequently, ended up taking a grazing shot to her right shoulder. She hissed in pain as the burning agony cut through her skin and through the crap armor she’d been provided with. She kept running though, right behind Saf. They continued racing through the hallways until a shotgun blast nearly took Veronica’s head off.

She spun to the left and opened fire, spraying the place down with bullets and cutting down two enemy troops. So, the other entrance had been breached.

“Cover me,” Veronica snapped as she dropped into a crouch and began patting the mercs down. Saf kept watch. She managed to find two grenades among the corpses. Perfect. She straightened back up, a plan forming.

“Stay here, watch my back,” she said.

“Hurry,” Saf replied.

Veronica nodded tightly and ran down the hallway the way the bad guys had been coming from, making her way back to the airlock that had obviously been breached. She found two more making their way inside, pulled the pin on one of the grenades and tossed it their way. They began screaming and trying to get out of the way, but they were in a tight space. Veronica turned and sprinted back to where Saf was.

“We’ve got company,” she said.

“I’ve got the answer to that,” Veronica replied.

She pulled the pin on the second grenade and tossed it back the way they had come, towards the mercenaries they’d originally run from. Then she and Saf ran the rest of the way to the bridge, where they found the pilot.

“What the fuck is going on back there?!” he cried.

“We’re fucked and we need to get out of here,” Veronica replied. “Did you call for help?”

“No, radio’s busted.”

“Fuck!...okay, um...can you set the engines on this thing to blow?” she asked.

“What?!” the pilot replied.

“Can you!?”

“Yes, but why?”

“Do it. It’s the only way we’re going to get the hell out of here and survive,” Veronica replied.

The pilot stared at her for a few seconds longer, then turned around and got to work. His fingers flew over the keyboard in front of him. Veronica and Saf took up watch at the door, hoping he’d be done before the enemy mercenaries showed up.

They at least had a way out of here: the windows had been shattered in the crash. They could just climb out.

“It’s done,” the pilot said, standing up. “Can we go now? We’ve got to clear a one hundred meter distance, and that’s minimum safety. We’ve got five minutes.”

“Perfect, let’s go,” Veronica replied.

They all headed out the front of the ship, through the broken window. It took a little bit, but the three of them managed to climb down off the nose of the ship. They hit the ground running. For the next however long, all there was to Veronica was running, dodging trees, listening for signs that the mercenaries were giving chase, but it made sense that they’d stay behind, having driven the others off. They were after the ship and its resources, not its occupants and kills. Too bad for them. They were going to die for their greed.

They just barely managed to make it.

The explosion threw them to the ground, but left them otherwise unharmed. They slowly got to their feet.

A moment of silence passed.

“Well...now what?” the pilot asked.

“Now we find out where the nearest sign of civilization is and call for a ride,” Veronica replied.

The pilot sighed. “Well, if we can figure out north, we went down about five miles away from the hangar we were supposed to land at.”

“I can figure out north,” Veronica replied. “Come on, let’s get walking.”

…

Saf tried not to sigh in relief as she saw the hangar come into view. Normally a five mile walk wasn’t a problem, but the crash had really taken it out of her. As she started walking towards it, she was reminded that, at times like this, she kind of regretted her parents leaving their home system and going out into the galaxy at large.

Kai were extremely rare in the Milky Way, (she’d always thought that was a silly name but she hung around humans a lot), there were only about two thousand of them at any given time. All the rest of them were back in their own home system on a home planet and three terraformed worlds. Humans and xenians and cyvits always asked how they didn’t have a population problem, but it was simple: from a relatively ‘young age’, kai society felt that resources were ultimately scarce and that parents should be careful about how many children they have and when they have them. It had served them well over the course of thousands of years.

The bad news was that they were largely xenophobic. They weren’t actually hostile to other races, though they didn’t really like them in the system, they just felt that there wasn’t really much in the galaxy worth examining and thus never really left. Saf, and her parents as well, thought this philosophy was stupid.

So they headed out into the galaxy, taking Saf with them at a very young age.

This meant that Saf grew up in a colony right next door to Veronica and they ended up becoming very good, very close friends.

Which was why she was here now, trying to earn a paycheck with Veronica, walking miserably through a forest, her legs and arms and head aching. But there were worse things, she supposed. Like the fact that there was no way they were going to get paid now. Not only had they failed to deliver the mineral samples, they no longer had the samples. Saf tried to keep a level head. She was good at that. Honestly, she had be.

Veronica had kind of shaped that about her.

Kai were naturally more stoic and even-tempered, though Saf thought that a lot of that was because kai society was so peaceful and insular. There wasn’t much to get riled up over. She’d been living in a cultural melting pot for basically her whole life, and at least some of that population were racist idiots.

But Veronica was...a hothead. She did a lot of stupid shit. She was reckless and sometimes crazy and mouthy and Saf had to be there for her, to keep her from doing something stupid. Although being in the military seemed to have smoothed her out at least a little bit. Thinking of this, Saf looked over at Veronica, her eyes roaming over her.

She looked really good today.

Maybe it was the torn clothing or the way her short, blonde hair was messed up or the dirt on her legs and arms, but damn did she look good. Saf and Veronica had been on again-off again sexual partners since they were eighteen and Veronica had basically jumped her one night not long after they were out of high school. At that point, Saf didn’t even know she liked girls. Well...that wasn’t entire true. She did have sexual dreams and thoughts about women, and about Veronica, but when her tall human friend had kissed her that night, (even before the program, Veronica had been about six four, the same height as Saf herself,) it had set off fireworks inside of her.

And it had led to a night of very passionate, very frantic sex.

And many more similar nights after that.

When they’d hooked back up last year after Veronica had been ejected from the military, Saf had been very happy to learn that Veronica was still just as attracted to her as ever. Actually, it had been a bit of a worry for her, given that she was nearly seven feet tall now and a bit more built, she’d thought Saf wouldn’t find her attractive anymore.

No real chance of that happening, though.

In their own way, they loved each other. Though it was in a way that seemed to dictate they would always been very close friends with benefits and never a real couple destined to settle down and have kids.

Not that either of them were interested in kids.

“Hold it right there!”

Someone fired off a warning shot. Saf and Veronica jumped to action immediately, kneeling down and aiming the pistols they’d managed to hold onto.

“Cease fire!” Veronica snapped.

“Who are you?” A man in a security uniform stood at the entrance to the hangar. He also held a pistol.

“We’re with Metro Mining, you idiot!” Veronica growled.

“I see...hold on. Don’t move.”

He disappeared back into the hangar for a moment, then reemerged. “Okay, you’re clear. Come on inside, someone wants to talk to you.”

Saf frowned. Who could it be? Probably the local authorities. Whoever ran this part of the planet wasn’t going to be happy that some mercenaries had gotten into it in their backyard and left a huge mess. Just one more damned annoying thing they were going to have to deal with. They marched into the hangar, past the security guard, and spied several other men in similar gear. They weren’t local law enforcement, Saf reasoned, they had the feel of hired guards. So who wanted to talk with them then? That’s when she noticed the man in the business suit.

“What the fuck happened out there?” he snapped, striding forward. “Tell me you recovered the samples before the ship blew.”

“We didn’t have time, they were swarming all over that ship. They outnumbered us at least ten to one, probably more,” Veronica replied. “And who the hell are you?”

“I’m with Metro Mining. They sent me here to look over their investment. We managed to catch a bit of what happened from a satellite overhead. Are you telling me that the samples are gone?”

“Yeah, pretty much. You’re more than welcome to go search what’s left of that ship. Now, would someone mind giving us a ride to the nearest port? Cause I’ve had a really rough day and I’d like to get some booze and sleep,” Veronica replied.

The man in the business suit was starting to turn red with fury and frustration. This was another one of Veronica’s shortcomings: she was blunt to the point of detriment.

“Not only are you not leaving, you are going to pay for the cost of that ship and those minerals. I was watching the satellite feeds, I saw the readouts! That was an intentional overload of the engine core!”

“Yeah, cause if we hadn’t done that, we’d be dead, dipshit!” Veronica snapped, stepping closer to him. A lot of guns tracked her, but she didn’t seem to notice. “Now shut the fuck up and get out of my face before I help you get out of my face.”

The businessman seemed to finally realize that he was not in a meeting and not facing down an adversary on the battleground of policy, but that he was, in fact, facing down a seven foot tall, genetically engineered warrior woman in a bad fucking mood that was probably fast enough to snap his neck or rip his head off before getting gunned down.

He cleared his throat and adjusted his tie. “Well, we certainly can’t pay you, and we can at least negotiate over compensation for the losses-”

Veronica cut off him. “Look, bitch, I’ve had a royally shitty day. We were shot down because your fucking shitty ass radar equipment failed and we couldn’t call for backup because of your fucking piece of shit radio. I’ve been through a crash, I’ve been shot, burned, and I’m fucking exhausted. How about we just agree that we aren’t going to give each other money and I don’t throw your company to the wolves by telling all the mercenaries guilds about what happened here today, because believe me, mercs eat cheap companies like yours for breakfast if they find out that mercenaries were killed because you were too cheap to cough up for decent parts.”

Saf didn’t know if that was entirely true. It was technically possible, but highly unlikely. Mercenaries didn’t really play well together and they definitely weren’t too well organized. There were probably some groups out there stupid enough to do something like what Veronica had just described, but not many.

But the businessman didn’t know that. He paled noticeably and glanced around at the security guards, who didn’t seem all that confident, which sapped him of whatever confidence he had left. He sighed heavily.

“Fine, go. One of them will take you three back.”

“Thanks,” Veronica said, turning around and heading for the exit. “Let’s hurry this up, I’m starving and it’s beer o’clock!” she called.

One of the security guards hurried forward to follow after Veronica, as well as Saf and the pilot. They stepped back outside.

In the distance, Saf could hear rotor blades and, she thought, distant gunfire. Some of the mercs had probably survived and, seeing as they were the ones that had performed a highly illegal assault, they were probably having a running battle with the law.

Well, fuck them then.

They were getting what they deserved.

Saf followed the others over to a kind of flat-bed security truck. The security guard and the pilot got into the front, while Saf followed Veronica into the back. The guard looked like he was going to say something about it, as it was probably illegal due to the danger, but then he probably figured out that Veronica just wasn’t going to fit in the cabin, sighed, turned around and started the engine. They began driving along a road towards the nearest settlement.

Saf sat back, feeling like they were pretty much out of danger. Well, as out of danger as they could be, given that a merc’s life was never really safe.

“How you doing?” she asked, noticing that Veronica was inspecting her gunshot wound.

“Eh, I’m okay. It stopped bleeding a while ago, now it’s just annoying. We’ll need to stop by a med center or something. I’m half tempted to just steal an emergency medical kit from a gym or something, be cheaper to do it myself,” Veronica replied.

“We’re not doing that, Veronica,” Saf said firmly. “We’re in enough hot water as it is.”

“We didn’t do anything wrong!” she snapped. “We’re the freaking victims here.”

“I know, but you’re seven feet tall and I’m an alien and this is pretty much exclusively a human settlement, so I don’t want to cause any trouble.”

Veronica looked like she was going to argue the point, then she just sighed disgustedly and turned away, staring out into the forest they were driving through. Saf was sad every time she had to make that argument, because she knew what it is was like to be told that your people were xenophobic and racist...and it was true, and there wasn’t much you could do about it. She had to admit, the humans were at least mostly decent to her kind, and mainly they just seemed afraid and tightly respectful to Veronica, but it wasn’t the same as genuine acceptance. It was something they’d both had to put up with for quite awhile.

“Where do you want to go, when we get back?” Saf asked, hoping to brighten Veronica’s mood. It was good to keep her talking about new prospects and planning.

“That space station we passed when we were coming down looked like it was pretty alive with traffic. Bet we could find some fun and maybe another job up there. We’ve got enough money saved up for it.”

“Yeah, although that money isn’t going to last forever. Or even for very long.”

Veronica sighed. “That’s true.”

“We’ll just go somewhere cheap and have a good time for a night or two, then we’ll pick up another job and hopefully have better luck.”

“Yeah...” A smile began to spread across Veronica’s face and she reached out, placing a hand Saf’s thigh and moving it slowly up and down. “Maybe we could have some real fun tonight, find a cute guy and have a threesome?”

“Eh, I dunno,” Saf murmured, “it’s mostly just humans around here and you know how they are, Veronica.”

“We might get lucky. And there might be some hot dysil guy or a nice looking cyvit up there. Or girl. I’m down for pretty much anyone at this point as long as they’re hot or cute. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been having a lot of fun with you, but...variety is the spice of life.”

“True,” Saf said, knowing that she had a point. Both women liked to mix it up to varying degrees, and Saf was used to having multiple sexual partners per year. Sometimes per month, if she was really feeling it.

“We’ll figure it out when we get there,” Veronica said.

The truck drove on.

…

The settlement turned out to be not very big, maybe five thousand or so people, and it had a crappy little port.

But it was enough.

They were dropped off at the police station, where they had to give testimonies of what happened. Veronica thought they might keep them around for questioning, but the cops seemed very nervous around her and they pretty much booted the three of them out. After that, she, Saf, and the pilot went down the street to a medical clinic and got looked at. Veronica managed to get her bullet graze wound cleaned out and patched up, as well as a few other cuts and scrapes. They confirmed that none of them had any broken bones or internal bleeding or other serious injuries, then billed them for the effort and supplies.

Now, the three of them stood out on the sidewalk in front of the medical center. The sun was headed towards the horizon, beginning to set for the day.

“So,” Veronica said, looking over at the pilot, who had somehow stuck with them through all of this, “you feel like having a threesome?” she asked.

Behind her, she heard Saf make a noise. It was the noise she made whenever Veronica did something like this, but, as per usual, she ignored it. Veronica found that offers of sex tended to be most well-received when you just threw it right out there.

The pilot stared over at her with wide, round eyes for a second, then cautiously seemed to shake his head. “Normally, I’d say yes to that offer. But I’m not into aliens and you scare my dick...um, no offense. Really.”

Veronica sighed. “All right, whatever. Bye.”

She turned around and stared walking. That happened way too often for her liking. Saf followed quickly in her wake.

“You couldn’t have made that any more awkward if you tried,” she murmured.

“Oh come on, at least we got a straight answer right away. He immediately knew what I was asking and was able to immediately give me a real, no-bullshit answer. So now we know not to spend any more time with him and to go up to the space station and find someone else to fuck. I don’t see how that’s awkward.”

Saf heaved a sigh. “Whatever.”

Veronica reached over and down and began massaging Saf’s neck. She knew her friend really liked that, and Veronica had big and strong enough hands to do it well. “Don’t worry, Saf. One way or the other, we’ll get laid tonight, even if we gotta do it to each other.”

“I’m very okay with that,” Saf said, grinning, her eyes half-lidded from the pleasure of receiving the neck rub.

“Me too. Now, come on, let’s pick up the pace. We’ll need to get to the port, buy tickets on an orbital taxi to get us up there, then hit a clothing shop, find a hotel room for the night, shower and then hit the bars and the clubs.”

“Sounds like a lot to do.”

“Yep. But we’ve always got a lot to do. That’s the way we like it.”

“Indeed.”

They walked on.

…

The port was, mercifully, pretty vacant. There were maybe two dozen people wandering around. They managed to snag an orbital taxi for just a hundred credits, got into the back and settled in, waiting for it to take them up to the space station. Neither of them seemed to have much to say. Both of them were tired and the downtime was making their bodies realize it. Not that it would hold them back once they really got going. Both Amazonians and kai were naturally pretty tough and had a lot of endurance, so even the half hour or so of simply sitting down would recharge them and what that didn’t make up for would be replenished by sheer stubbornness.

When the taxi let them out, they immediately found a map of the space station, located the nearest clothing store and set off towards it. Saf knew that Veronica was going to have a lot of trouble finding clothes, simply because of how tall she was, but usually, through sheer persistence, she managed to find at least something. It helped that she wasn’t really a clothing snob and would wear pretty much anything.

That was something they had in common, something Saf really liked about her. Both women were the ‘no-frills’ kind of women, they didn’t really need things to be fancy or expensive or showy or flashy.

They could get by on the bare basics most of the time.

Of course, that didn’t necessarily mean that they didn’t like to party and throw around shit-tons of credits from time to time, or splurge on something really expensive or really tasty or really comfortable.

Saf had the feeling that tonight was one of those nights, but honestly they didn’t have many credits between the two of them. Saf still had the most of the pair, and she didn’t mind pooling resources with Veronica at all, but even that would only be enough to have some fun for tonight, and not a lot, either, and get them either a hotel room for maybe four or five days, or just one night and then a ticket to some other system.

They really needed to find a better job, but this was kind of the ass-end of space.

Not much was happening out here.

“There it is,” Veronica said. “Let’s see what kind of crap they’ve got on the rack.”

“Probably not much,” Saf replied as they headed inside. “Where do you want to eat? I’m kind of feeling seafood.”

“Yeah...but it’s always so expensive in space.”

“Everything’s more expensive in space.”

“Fair point. I’d go for seafood, I guess. I’m more in the mood for drinking rather than eating. Although I’m fucking starving...though I’m always starving.”

Saf nodded sympathetically. Being an Amazonian gave her a very, very high metabolism and she was pretty much always eating.

They moved through the shop, looking for just two changes of clothes, nothing fancy. It took another half an hour to find something, check it out in the changing room, pay and then leave, and that was with rushing it all. But they had some clothes, they could dispose of the burned, torn, bloodied garments they were wearing right now that was earning them a lot of nervous looks. Next on the list was to find a place to sleep for the night, something that Saf had already been doing via tech implanted in her head while they’d been hunting for clothes.

Basically every species at this point had a very small device implanted into their brain at a certain age in order to hook them into the rest of intergalactic society. It was always voluntary, but life was really hard without it. The kai had their own, but, having grown up in a mostly human colony, Saf ended up getting the human Link when she was about twelve. She’d been searching it now for cheap hotels nearby and found one that had a bed big enough for two of them, (theoretically three of them if they found a cute guy or girl for a threesome), and wasn’t too expensive. She brought this up to Veronica as they left the store.

“Perfect. That’s why I love you so much, Saf. You actually know how to plan ahead.”

“It’s not that hard,” Saf replied.

“Maybe for you. I don’t really have a big picture kind of brain. I have a ‘right now’ kind of brain...if you somehow haven’t noticed that yet.”

“Veronica, I figured that out that one day you ran full fucking force into me because you were chasing a goddamned hummingbird with absolute abandon and no regard for anyone or anything in your way.”

Veronica laughed. “Fair enough. Never did catch that fucking hummingbird. Not that I really wanted to, they’re just so awesome.”

“They are pretty awesome...okay, here we are.”

The hotel turned out to be fairly low key. They walked into the lobby and the man behind the counter straightened up as he saw them coming.

“Um...hello, how can I help you?” he asked, clearly trying to be dutifully respectful to his customers.

“We need a room for the night. One bed, big as you got,” Veronica replied.

He looked between the two of them, as if trying to fit the pieces together, struggling to maintain his professional demeanor, then he nodded and activated his computer. A moment later, he looked back at them. “We have one room with a king plus bed, it should be enough to, uh, accommodate both of you,” he said.

“Perfect. How much?”

“Fifty credits for a night.”

“Fine, I’ll pay,” Saf said.

Veronica let this pass without comment. They were often paying for each other, it usually depending on who had the money, and right now Saf did. She swiped her thumbprint over the pad when it was presented to her. Once the transfer had gone through, the man had them both swipe over the pad and keyed their prints to their room.

“You’re in room seventeen,” he said.

“Thanks.”

They turned and walked away, making their way into the network of hallways. They found their room and went inside.

“This should do fine,” Veronica said after seeing the bed. She moved into the bathroom. “Shower leaves a little to be desired. I should be able to fit, but we won’t be having any fun in there together,” she reported.

“Then I guess we’ll just have to have all our fun in the bed,” Saf replied.

“Okay, can I have the shower first?” Veronica asked, beginning to strip.

“Yeah, just don’t take too long.”

“Okay.”

Saf watched her friend get naked. She never failed to be impressed with how broad her hips were, how big her ass was or how glorious, large, and round her perfect tits were. Being an Amazonian seemed to make Veronica larger than life in many ways.

As Veronica disappeared into the bedroom, Saf stripped, turned on the air conditioning and fell back onto the bed, letting herself relax for a bit.

…

The night was definitely not going very well.

They’d been bar-hopping for about four hours now and there always seemed to be something wrong with every single bar or club they came to. Either it was dead or they weren’t welcome or everything was ridiculously overpriced. And the handful of guys they’d managed to talk to just weren’t into them.

They’d come to a club that seemed to hit the right spot: they weren’t immediately sneered at, it had a fair amount of people and prices were reasonable. There didn’t seem to be any guys noticing them, though, and Veronica had to admit, she was getting pretty tired, pretty sexually frustrated and pretty annoyed.

“This sucks,” she muttered, staring around the club again.

“Yep,” Saf replied. “It’s times like this that I want to smash the faces of all those jackasses writing articles about how kai are the ‘rare beautiful flowers of the galaxy’ and then in the comment sections there’s all these guys who are like, ‘Oh man, I’d so totally bang a kai, I wish I could meet one!’ It’s fucking bullshit.”

“Maybe it’s me,” Veronica said. “Maybe I’m scaring off all those dudes that secretly have a kai fetish.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Safe to say that if they have an alien girl or kai fetish, they’ve totally got a tall girl fetish. Besides, even if it’s true, I don’t give a shit. I’d rather have you around than some guy,” she replied firmly.

Veronica smiled at her. “Well, that’s good to know.” She sighed heavily. “Someday, we should find a third partner, someone who will travel with us, some cute human guy who totally has an alien fetish and a tall girl fetish and will fuck us both every day.”

Saf laughed. “What else do you want there to be about him, since we’re putting together this dream guy?” she asked.

“Well, I’d like him to be younger, like a lot younger. And inexperienced.”

“What? Why?”

“Oh, come on, Saf. You know how those young, inexperienced boys are. You give them pussy and a blowjob and they fucking worship the ground you walk on. Seriously, it’s awesome. They will do a lot to keep you around.”

“Yeah...you’ve got a point. But then you have the tradeoff that they never want to break up with you.”

“That is true, though in this case, if he checks out, we won’t want to leave him and hopefully he won’t want to leave us.”

“So what species is he?”

“Human. I love me some alien dick and pussy, but nothing quite beats human...at least for me. No offense.”

“None taken, I know how you feel. Who knows, maybe we’ll get really lucky?”

“I doubt it. Young, inexperienced boys tend not to want to pal around with tough mercenary chicks who are always on the go.”

“This is true...”

“Ugh, you know what, fuck this. Let’s just go back to the hotel room and fuck.”

“I was waiting for you to say that.”

Both of them killed off the last of their booze, stood up and walked out of the club.

…

By the time they got back to the room, Veronica was really fucking horny.

She found herself getting handsy with Saf on the way back, grabbing her ass and her tits a lot. Booze always made her horny, not that she was really seriously drunk. She hadn’t been fucking smashed in awhile, it was just too expensive. He large size and her genetic engineering made it really tough for her to get much more than buzzed or tipsy. Of course, Saf was annoyed by this, though her efforts to bat away Veronica’s wandering hands were half-hearted, so she was pretty sure that her friend was just as horny.

She just gave a little bit more of a shit about her appearance in public or something like that. Veronica didn’t really care what other people thought, but she tried at least to respect Saf’s wishes. It was really hard though, cause she had such a nice fucking body. Kai came in three different shades: blue, deep purple, and red. Saf was this beautiful shade of light blue that really made her features stand out. She had these dazzling green eyes that seemed to just pop, like they were lit from within. She was also pretty damned tall.

And did she ever have a fucking body.

She kept in great shape and had a pretty nice set of tits.

By the time they got back to their hotel room door, Saf had given up trying to ward off any gropes from Veronica and had actually started groping in return. She knew that Saf had always been partial to her large breasts.

Veronica had to swipe her thumb three times before she managed to get the door unlocked and open. As soon as they were inside and the door was closed, that was it. Any last attempts at keeping from fucking fell away.

Veronica faced Saf, ducked down and kissed her hard on the mouth.

She loved the way she tasted. Kai apparently tasted really good.

Saf moaned into the kiss, wrapping her arms around Veronica, shoving her tongue into her mouth, probing fiercely. When it met Veronica’s own tongue, it twisted and twined with it, and Veronica pushed back, forcing Saf’s tongue out of her mouth and back into her own, invading with her own tongue.

They stumbled back through the room and once they were close enough to the bed, they broke the kiss and hastily began getting out of their clothing.

“Holy fuck, I am so horny right now,” Saf said, her breath coming hot and heavy.

“Me too,” Veronica replied, pulling off her sports bra and freeing her huge breasts. It was such a tremendous relief to do this at the end of the day. It was why she usually went around topless or in a tanktop or t-shirt or something in private, she didn’t like the restrictive feeling bras had on her chest. She took off her shorts and her panties too, tossing them aside and standing wonderfully naked in the cool air of their shared hotel room.

Saf was getting naked, too.

Fuck, it had been a little bit since they’d seen each other naked. Okay, maybe not that long, but a week felt like a long time. Saf was in just as good of shape as she’d ever been, her muscles firmly defined beneath her soft blue skin without being too large or bulky. She was built more for speed than strength, not that she wasn’t pretty strong as well. The two women quickly crawled onto the bed and embraced once more, their hands roaming over each others’ bodies, groping and squeezing and massaging and caressing.

All the familiar places that somehow never grew boring or dull.

Their lips met and locked and twisted, tongues exploring each others’ mouths, knowing that more exploration was coming soon. Veronica groped Saf’s perfect, firm breasts, loving the feel and weight of them in her hands, loving that even though they were pretty big, her hands were bigger and had no problem handling them.

She could feel Saf’s own hands on her huge breasts, could feel the way she was excitedly grasping at them, the way of touching she had that made it seem like she just couldn’t get enough, even after ten plus years of this.

Suddenly, Saf broke the kiss and both of them were gasping for breath. She stared into Veronica’s eyes with her intense green gaze, a fierce, lusty smile on her face, then she lowered her head, shifted down and leaned in. Fierce, hot, wet pleasure began to crackle across her skin like electricity as Saf licked across her nipple, causing her to moan loudly.

“Oh, Saf, yes,” she whispered, laying back and letting the kai go to work on her tits. Saf practically worshiped them when she was like this.

Saf continued licking across her nipple and her breast, switching back and forth between them, trying to give them equal attention. Then, after a bit longer, she settled in on sucking on them. Veronica gasped softly and placed a hand on the back Saf’s head, gently massaging her scalp, feeling her soft, luxurious red hair as the pleasure continued to melt through her. Some minutes later, she suddenly pulled back.

She gave Veronica another look, then she shifted again, getting down in between her immense, pale thighs. Veronica felt her stomach tumble and shift in excitement. She was so turned on that she thought it would drive her crazy. She just wanted to come, wanted to ride the wave of that orgasm, and Saf was exceptionally skilled at eating pussy. She settled down in between Veronica’s thighs, laying down on her stomach and staring at her pussy. Veronica felt herself tremble in anticipation as Saf split the lips of her vagina, exposing her most sensitive skin.

“Ohh yes...” Veronica moaned, her voice going very high involuntarily. Normally it was something she’d be embarrassed about, but not here, not now, not with Saf doing what she was doing, touching her tongue to her clit.

That always got her voice pitched up.

Saf started licking, sending jolts of pure, unfiltered sexual electricity through her body. It felt like she was hooked up to a pleasure battery. She started licking faster, harder, building up the pleasure in a solid wave with all the skill of a seasoned pro of pussy eating. Which she was. Veronica had been her first, and she had been Veronica’s first. Well...first girl. They’d both made it with several guys before they realized they wanted to fuck each other, too.

“Oh, shit, Saf, gonna-gonna-holyshityesfuck!” she heard herself shriek incoherently.

Hardly a minute had gone by before Saf had her squirting. Either she had a lot of pent up sexual energy or Saf was really on fucking point tonight.

Probably both.

Veronica felt a screaming moan escape her throat as she started to orgasm. The climax hit her like a solid wave, starting in her pussy and exploding outward as she felt muscles inside of her tense and release and spasm and twist, shooting out a thick spray of sex juices that coated her inner thighs and no doubt stained the bedsheets and got all over Saf. She moaned and yelled as her body heaved and writhed and twisted. It felt like she had completely lost control of herself and all she was was a burning torch of absolute sexual rapture.

It seemed to last forever.

It seemed to be over too quickly.

Suddenly, Veronica fell back into herself and her senses slowly returned. “Oh man,” she said, “should’ve laid down a towel.”

“Veronica, I don’t think that would have helped. You made such a huge fucking mess, I think we’re gonna have to flip the mattress.”

“We’ll do it later, your turn,” she replied.

They switched places, (after laying down another blanket to at least partially cover the admittedly huge wet spot), and Veronica got to work eating Saf’s pussy. She could tell that Saf was too impatient for anymore foreplay, she just wanted an orgasm like she’d just gotten. Fair enough. Veronica laid down and carefully spread the light blue lips of her pussy, exposing the small, even lighter, pale blue nub of her alien clit, then leaned in and started licking. She tried to go slow like Saf did, but she just didn’t have the patience.

She really, really wanted to make her lover come.

Making your partner orgasm was a high all its own. Saf started moaning Veronica’s name over and over again as she ate her pussy out.

“Oh yes, oh Veronica, we’re never waiting a week to do this again...” she moaned.

Veronica couldn’t agree more.

She kept going, licking faster and harder, over and over again, and then slipped a finger into her, pushing up into her most sensitive spot repeatedly until finally, something gave inside of Saf and suddenly she was coming as well.

Veronica sat up, watching as her best friend began to orgasm. Her whole tight, wonderful body began to shake, her breasts jiggling very nicely as her thigh muscles began to bunch and bulge and her hips started going up and down. Suddenly, like someone had popped a cork, a hot, clear spray of feminine sex juices escaped her pussy, wetting down her firm thighs and the blanket they’d thrown down, jetting out until she was done and she suddenly went slack, falling bonelessly against the bed, exhausted.

“Holy. Fucking. Shit,” she said. “I feel like way better now. I don’t think anything in the whole galaxy could piss me off for the next…I dunno, hour or so.”

“Yep,” Veronica said, grinning, feeling that same sexual high. It was like floating in a warm, pink sea that had only gentle waves, lapping softly at you, covering you periodically in a soft, wet warmth that was just pure paradise.

A few minutes went by. Saf sighed. “I’m getting cold.”

“Me too. Go shower, you can go first. I’ll start cleaning this up,” Veronica replied.

Saf sat up and smiled. “Thanks, Veronica. I love you.”

“I love you, too, Saf.”

They shared a kiss and then Saf went into the bathroom. Once Veronica heard the water turn on, she made herself get up and get to work.

It took a bit, but she stripped the bed of all its dressings and shoved everything in the washer-dryer unit and set it to work, pushing it to its maximum limit and settings. It turned out Saf was right, she had to flip the mattress. She didn’t envy whoever’s job it was to clean this room. Once the mattress was flipped, she waited a few minutes until Saf gave up the shower. After taking her own shower and waiting another ten minutes, their load was done and they pulled the blankets and sheets out and remade the bed.

“Oh man, I love this feeling so much,” Saf said as they got beneath the blankets. “Fresh from the dryer stuff is the best.”

“Oh yes,” Veronica replied, joyously rubbing the blanket against her bare skin.

They laid there together in the darkness for a long moment, both of them lost in thought. Veronica was beginning to drift off when, suddenly, Saf spoke up.

“I want to start our own team,” she said suddenly.

That pulled Veronica back from the shores of slumber. “What?” she asked.

“I want to start our own mercenary team, Veronica. I’m sick and fucking tired of relying on idiots and taking whatever crap jobs we can scrape together. We should build our own team, find better jobs, hold ourselves to higher standards.”

“But, Saf...we don’t have any real money, or a ship, and who the hell do we even know that we could trust?”

“We know people, Veronica...” Saf yawned suddenly. “Are you with me?” she asked.

“I...yeah. Of course I am. It sounds awesome.”

“Good. Don’t worry, we’ll figure it out. We always do...good night, Veronica.”

Saf moved against her beneath the blankets. She felt good, felt soft and warm and very comforting.

“Goodnight, Saf.”

She was right, they’d figure it out.

They always did.

CHAPTER 02

Jared Hill opened his eyes and stared at the random scattering of objects on his bedside table for a long moment.

Something was wrong.

He wasn’t sure what and for longer than might be reasonable, he laid there in bed, trying to figure out what it was his senses were trying to tell him. The wrongness was something simple, something broad and, perhaps most importantly, something not immediately life-threatening. He hadn’t been awoken by it, whatever it was. Perhaps a nightmare? That seemed closer. Jared always had trouble remembering his dreams or nightmares. The bad ones only left him with vague impressions and intense emotions for a few hours upon waking.

Finally, with a frustrated sigh and an uncomfortable feeling, he pushed back the blankets and sat up. Activating his Link, he checked the time. It became superimposed over his vision in the upper right-hand corner of his field of view. Just past ten in the morning, local time. Not that time necessarily had quite the same meaning when you lived your life aboard a space station orbiting a rather boring planet. It had even less meaning when you didn’t have a traditional job. Which Jared hadn’t had since he hit adulthood.

It was really nice, in a way.

Not that being indie didn’t come with its own pitfalls.

Jared killed his heads up display, yawned and stretched, trying to work out some of the early-morning kinks. He’d slept wrong somehow and now his neck was hurting and he had a bit of a headache. With a soft sigh, he put his feet on the floor and stood, looking around his apartment. He’d never been prone to living a particularly luxurious lifestyle and thus never really needed much more than a studio apartment, the kind where the living room and the bedroom and the kitchen were all in the same area.

He stretched and tried once more to pop his neck, but all he got for his troubles was a twinge of hot pain.

Jared moved towards the bathroom, stepped inside and shed his boxers. He took a quick leak, then hit the shower and stepped inside once the water was an appropriate temperature. As he stood there in the waterfall, booting up and coming online, he ran through the list of shit he had to do today. Now was kind of a down period and he didn’t like it all. He was a workaholic, he always had to be doing something.

Consequently, that, combined with his rather low-key lifestyle, meant that he had a shitload of credits sitting in his account right now. It was something he didn’t really know how to handle. He never knew what the hell to do with money. He’d already blown a fat wad of creds on a big, fuck-off flat screen and a fast, fancy computer rig and some cool clothes. Okay, what he thought of as cool. And a nice collection of games and movies and novels, all stored on his Link. But after all that, there wasn’t much he really wanted.

He didn’t need to live anywhere fancy, he didn’t need a vehicle since he lived onboard a space station. Honestly, the most money he spent nowadays was either on hookers or the occasional girl he picked up cruising the bars and nightclubs. And those were rare too, because like his taste in lifestyle, apparently his taste in women was really weird.

Some guys were suckers for redheads or blondes or super tanned chicks or super skinny women or tall women or short women.

Jared bowed down in worship to alien women.

Some people might think that was an extreme way of putting it, but he really did. He was one of those guys that fell in love with women right away. Not like ‘I want to marry you’ love but ‘I will do fucking anything to have you in my life and in my bed’ kind of love. It sounded like lust, but it was more than that, because he was never just after sex. Okay, not never...probably. Yeah, of course he wanted awesome, frantic, sweaty sex, but he also wanted to go on dates and lay around in bed talking about stuff and watch movies and play games and make meals together. And that was ultimately the problem.

Alien women who were into humans were a fucking rarity.

Jared sighed in frustration at the thought and finished up. He soaped and washed the places that usually gathered sweat during the night, then washed his hair and brushed his teeth. Once all that was done, he killed the water, got out, dried off and threw on some deodorant. Once that was done, he dressed and thought about his jobs.

Jared was a freelance technician.

That meant all kinds of things, but mainly it meant that people brought him shit and he fixed it. Sometimes he loaned himself out to small businesses to run repair jobs for them, software and hardware. Right now, however, no businesses needed his services and only three people had dropped stuff off at his place to be fixed. And he’d already fixed all three of those things. Two tablets and a data storage matrix.

Easy jobs, decent pay, he supposed.

Jared threw on a black t-shirt and black cargo pants, then went into the kitchen to grab breakfast. He’d given up any kind of living room space to serve as his cramped but serviceable office area. A pair of huge desks took up most of the area. They were home to his computer and all manner of spare parts and pieces and tools.

Unfortunately, he had no appetite and ultimately ended up back at his workstation. He sat down and waited for his clients to drop by. As he did, he started thinking about what was bugging him again, and after another five minutes, he finally had it.

He didn’t like his life.

And that made him feel guilty, because there was just no reason for it.

He had a great life. He was smart, healthy, independent. He ran his own business successfully. He was...not very ugly, at least, he thought (hoped) so. It was really hard to tell. And yet, despite all this, he was fucking...bored.

Given all the misery and suffering and poverty out there, it made him feel guilty that he had all this and he was bored.

It was, he supposed, something he’d been putting off thinking about for awhile now.

When he was nineteen years old, Jared had let his best friend talk him into signing up with a mercenary crew and traveling the galaxy. Despite his reservations, Jared had done it, and he’d actually had a fantastic time. Although the life was insane and dangerous and very mobile, it had been all around a lot of fun.

Not to mention he tended to run into hot alien women that were pretty liberal and apparently found him attractive.

He’d lived the mercenary life from nineteen to twenty four.

Then some serious shit had gone down, he’d taken more than a few bullets and spent a month in the hospital healing up. It had kind of terrified him, because he’d come very, very close to dying. One of the shots had grazed his skull. Just a quarter inch to the left and his brains would’ve been blown all over the wall and ceiling.

After he’d gotten out of the hospital, he’d said so long to his friends, thanking them for a great time. Some of them had been pissed, others understood why he’d made the decision. He’d picked a nice, safe, quiet space station, rented out this apartment and had gotten to work setting up a business for himself.

And that had been his life for about a year now.

Sometime during the six month mark, he found himself missing his old life. Always on the go, the difficulties of maintaining a ship, the money...the women, obviously. And it had only gotten worse over the past several months.

He missed that life, he wanted it back.

He’d expected the memories of what had happened and the fear that grew out of that to come back, hard and smothering and powerful, except…

It hadn’t.

He wasn’t really afraid anymore. He wasn’t paralyzed by fear. So just what exactly in the fuck was holding him back from just up and doing it again? Jared knew he was fully capable of it. But he just didn’t know…

Sighing, he sat back and kept waiting, turning over thoughts in his mind.

…

Veronica stepped out of the bathroom just in time to see Saf stirring in bed.

Perfect, she didn’t want to have to wake her up. Kai had pretty efficient (and fucking hot) bodies, and so, like Veronica, Saf never got hangovers and didn’t need all that much sleep. Even so, they both had slept more than usual and sometimes Saf could be a real grump in the morning. It was just past eleven in the morning now. Veronica had woken up an hour ago, full of energy, and had spent about forty minutes doing basic stretching exercises and working out on the floor, then she’d gone for a nice long shower. Now she walked nude to the bed. Saf looked at her and smiled.

“You are looking really fucking good today,” she said.

“Oh yeah?” Veronica replied with a grin.

“Yeah...although, shit, I’m starving. Otherwise I’d be up for a fuck session. But like, seriously, I’m distractingly hungry.”

“I am too, actually,” Veronica said.

Saf tossed away the blankets and stood up. She passed by Veronica, giving her a quick kiss on the lips and giving one of her breasts a quick squeeze, then headed for the bathroom. “I’ll try to be quick, then we can go eat. I saw a sandwich cafe not too far from here.”

“Perfect,” Veronica replied.

She moved over to the bags they’d had deliverer to their room from the shopping expedition yesterday and looked through them, eventually picking out some shorts, a sports bra, and a t-shirt, deciding to forgo panties today. She moved over to a desk with a mirror over it and stared at her hair for a little bit, then ended up doing what she always did. She ran a brush through it a few times, then pulled it into a small ponytail.

True to her word, Saf took a little less than ten minutes. She emerged from the bathroom nude, beautiful and looking refreshed. Veronica gave her an appraising and appreciative gaze as she began pulling clothes on over her voluptuous, blue, naked body.

Fuck, she looked good.

Once Saf was dressed, they left their hotel room and made their way back out into the station. “So...were you serious?” Veronica asked suddenly.

“About what?” Saf replied.

“Starting our own team...were you serious about that?”

“Oh, yes. I was.”

“I see.”

“Do you think it’s a bad idea?”

“No! Not at all. It’s just...a big idea. It’s going to be tough, we’re fucking broke.”

“So maybe we can find an investor, or a real good deal with a ship or something.”

Veronica frowned. “An investor? I don’t want to owe someone money...”

“Yeah, I know. I mean, it’s gonna be tough otherwise. The only other way I can see it is grinding hard for awhile on jobs, saving up a shitload of money,” Saf replied.

Veronica sighed. “Yeah, you’re right.”

They found the sandwich place, a little cafe that sat at the corner of a pair of huge, intersecting passageways.

It seemed pretty unassuming and not very full. Perfect. Just the way she liked it. Crowds didn’t do much for her. She and Saf walked inside and found the biggest booth they could. They put in their orders through the tabletop holo menu, swiped their thumbs to pay and then sat back and waited for the food to arrive.

“Who knows, maybe we’ll get lucky,” Saf said.

“Yeah, maybe,” Veronica replied, not really believing it.

Although stranger things had happened to them both.

…

Jared made sure his door was locked as he stepped out of his apartment.

It had only taken about an hour or so for his three clients to show up. He’d cleared about eight hundred credits, so that was nice, sort of. Like, in theory. When your bank account was sitting at around fifteen thousand credits, dropping in anything less than a couple grand kind of lost its meaning. Which, again, made him feel guilty.

He tried to push those thoughts aside as he began making his way towards his favorite sandwich shop. It was a little corner shop a couple blocks over from his apartment complex that was actually called Good Sandwiches.

Seriously, that was the name.

He supposed it worked, because they were, in fact, good sandwiches.

Right now, he just wanted something comforting, and this place was pretty great comfort food. He wanted, well, actually felt like he needed this right now because his brain was heading towards a fever pitch. He couldn’t stop thinking about going back to the life, to being a mercenary again, probably because he knew he could do it. He didn’t have any real ties here. He could, within about one day, cut all of his ties amicably and head out.

But where would he go?

That was the big thing.

Although he knew that was kind of a cop out. He was smart enough to be able to pick up work. Merc crews were coming through this place on at least a semi-regular rotation. He could find a crew to take him on.

So the real question remained: what was keeping him here?

Jared stepped into Good Sandwiches and looked around the place. It was pretty dead, though it’d be really alive in about an hour for the lunch rush. He was about to go sit down when his eyes fell on two extremely peculiar, extremely flat out fucking beautiful women. As he looked at them, he realized several things.

The first was that they were mercenaries.

There was just something about mercs, especially professional mercs, those who had been at it for awhile and knew what the fuck they were doing. It was like...an air of authority. Just something about the casual but controlled way they did...well, everything. And these two women had it. They knew what they were doing.

Plus, they had some scars.

The second was that they were rarities.

Jared was familiar with Amazonian women and he had come across probably a lot more than most people had in his line of work, since a lot of them tended to fall into merc work. But even so, there weren’t that many of them in the galaxy. And the other woman in the booth was a kai, and they were, by several magnitudes, rarer than Amazonians. In fact, he wasn’t entirely sure he’d ever seen one in the flesh before.

The third thing was that they were best friends.

The fact that these two were sitting together in a booth in a little corner shop on a backwater station like this, apparently without any real care in the world, said a lot. It must take a lot of time spent together to get to that level of comfort, not just with each other, but also with the world around them. And it was in the way they were talking to each other, looking at each other, their body language, subtle, inasmuch as anything on a seven foot blonde could be subtle.

The fourth and final thing was that they were insanely fucking hot.

The Amazonian was technically human, but she was different enough that she pinged his sexual attraction radar in a big, big way. He had a thing for tall girls, and they were the tallest, (next to the avix). She was wearing shorts and he could see her legs underneath the table. They were pale, long, and very shapely. She had thick thighs and broad hips, and probably a huge ass. Her breasts also seemed pretty enormous inside the t-shirt she was wearing. She had short blonde hair pulled into a sexy, rough little ponytail and her face was...what was the word he was looking for? She wasn’t really beautiful in the traditional way, not like the faces he saw on ads. No, she was more...striking, than beautiful, not that that was at all a bad thing.

And then there was the other woman, the kai.

She was also pretty tall, taller than he was, it looked like. She had smooth, mostly flawless, light blue skin and she had a pretty built, yet also pretty curvy body. And her hair! It was flaming, deep red. He seriously had a thing for redheads. Her facial structure granted her a unique, almost haunting beauty, as the bones beneath the skin were different than that of the humans he normally interacted with. Her face was a bit more angular, a bit longer, and it really accentuated her hair, which she wore down at shoulder-length, and her pink eyes, which seemed to glow.

Jared realized he was staring.

He realized that the two ladies also realized he was staring.

They looked at each other from across the cafe in silence. Jared felt suddenly and powerfully embarrassed, caught staring like a jerk, but they didn’t seem upset. They were both kind of smirking and their gazes were almost...inviting? Maybe, but there was more to it than that. Challenging, that’s what it was.

Well, Jared liked a challenge.

And, suddenly, all at once, he decided fuck it. He was going to throw caution to the wind and pounce on this notion of joining up with a merc crew again because, well, this seemed like a perfect opportunity, practically delivered to him, as if fate was agreeing with his assessment. But more than that, he wanted to stop playing it safe, stop being responsible, stop doing all the things he was supposed to do and just…

Be free again.

Because that’s what being a mercenary was really about. Being free, free from a lot of different things but mainly being free to live however the fuck you wanted.

Jared started walking across the cafe, directly towards these two women.

There was something on the air between them, a kind of spark. He didn’t know what it was. Lust from his end to be sure, he would gladly go to great, immense lengths to sleep with either of them, but it was more than that, he could tell.

Something potent and powerful.

Jared walked right up to the edge of their table, feeling some of that old, familiar social power he’d gained as a mercenary, where you had to learn how to speak up for yourself, how to smooth things over, how to work a deal.

He wasn’t great at it, he didn’t have much natural charisma, but he could get by.

“Hello,” he said.

“Hey there,” the Amazonian said, and there was something very suggestive in her voice.

“Are you mercenaries?” he asked. He chose to make it a question. It was obvious they were, but people far preferred to answer a question instead of being informed that someone had correctly guessed something about them.

People didn’t like to think they were easy to figure out.

“We are,” the kai replied. Fuck, she had a beautiful voice.

“I am, too...sort of. Mind if I sit down?” he asked, surprised by how easily he slipped back into this mode. Growing up, he’d been painfully shy.

“Take a seat,” the Amazonian said, scooting over a little, but not by much. Fine by him. He sat down next to her, his hunger forgotten.

“My name is Jared,” he said. “I’m a jack of all trades tech. Guns, armor, ships, computers, engines, programs, I can pretty much unfuck it all. I ran with a mercenary group for five years. I can run and gun if I have to. Are you looking to hire?”

“We...are,” the kai said, then she hesitated. “Um, I’m Saf. She’s Veronica,” she added, indicating the Amazonian sitting next to him.

Jared looked from Saf to Veronica, sensing something a little out of place. “So...you are hiring?” he asked, uncertain.

They both looked at each other. Veronica shrugged. Saf sighed. “Yes. But you seem to be putting all your cards on the table, we might as well do the same. We just came off a real shit job. We got shot down over the planet below, lost our cargo and we’re out a paycheck. We’re sick and tired of dealing with fucking amateurs, so we want to start our own mercenary group...”

“I’m sensing a ‘but’ in there, somewhere,” Jared said, appreciative of their candor.

“But we’re broke,” Veronica said flatly. “Like, pretty broke. And we want our own ship.”

“Ah. That is quite a problem,” he murmured. He looked at them, considering the situation. One of the things he’d learned being a mercenary and traveling the galaxy for half a decade was how to size people up.

Not everyone had the ability but most people could more or less get by in day-to-day life...usually. Jared was already pretty good at it and living that life had only honed his already fine-tuned, amped-up abilities.

He had a great feeling about these two.

“I’ve got money,” he said. “Depending on the ship we find, if we’re not too picky, I can use it to put a down payment. Provided you’re willing to agree to a reasonable partnership.”

“What’s reasonable in your mind?” Saf asked.

He glanced at her. There was something definitely smart and sharp about her. “An equal share of the profits,” he replied. “That’s all. And my own bedroom.”

“Sounds fair to me,” Veronica said.

She and Jared glanced over at Saf, who seemed to be considering it. To Jared, it wasn’t about the money, not really. He just wanted to feel like he was being compensated and appreciated, and he had enough to live in comfort, and his idea of comfort wasn’t unreasonable. At least, he didn’t think so. Finally, Saf came to a decision.

“Fair deal,” she said. “I accept.” She stuck out her hand. Jared took it, shook it. Her skin was warm and soft, her grip was firm.

“I accept, too,” Veronica said.

Jared took her hand next, shaking it as well. Fuck, she had a big hand. But there was something there in the way she looked at him. Something in her eyes...something almost predatory. A dry hunger. He liked it, a lot.

“Perfect,” Saf said. “From here on out, we make decisions as a group, and-”

“And,” Veronica cut in, “I think we should spend the day together. Just the three of us. I think it’s important to know who you’re getting into bed with.”

Saf sighed. “Sounds fine,” she said.

His hunger was coming back slowly, like a rising tide. “Mind if I eat? It was the original reason I came in here.”

“Fine by me, I could go for another round myself,” Veronica said.

They reactivated the tabletop holo and he ordered himself a turkey, cheese, and mayo sandwich on wheat, toasted, with lettuce, and a soda. It sounded simple, Jared knew, but the way they made it here was fantastic. Veronica ordered a footlong sub with ham, turkey, cheese, and a lot of vegetables. Someone came out and cleared away the meals the women had already eaten. While they waited, Veronica spoke up.

“So, what prompted this?” she asked.

“What?” Jared replied. He was honestly distracted by how beautiful they both were.

“Why suddenly join back up as a mercenary? What made you leave in the first place?”

Jared considered it for a moment, wondering if he should tell them the truth, if they’d think less of him if they knew it. Finally, he decided to stick to the truth. It was honestly just easier this way. Lies were exhausting.

“I got shot. Eight times,” he replied. He reached up, tapped the right side of his skull. “One bullet grazed my skull, nearly killed me. While I was healing up, I decided, enough was enough. I’d been doing this for five years now, it was time for something different. As for why...” he fell silent, considering it for a moment. “Well, as for why, I guess it’s because I always thought the fear would hold me back. The fear that it’d happen again. But it didn’t. I mean, I’d say I’m more...cautious, than I used to be. But it kind of just hit me today that there’s nothing holding me back from getting back to that life I love,” he explained.

“I can understand that,” Veronica replied.

Their food came. Saf sat back, seemingly content to wait while the pair of them started eating. Nobody spoke as they worked their way through their meals. Once they were done, they sat back. “Well,” Veronica said, “how about you show us around the station? We can keep chatting and getting to know each other.”

“Fine by me, although there really isn’t much,” Jared replied.

“I’m sure we can find something to do,” Veronica said.

They stood up and left the shop.

…

He took them bowling first.

Veronica had to admit, she wanted to fuck him. He was cute and just that right mixture of kind of confident but kind of awkward. Although he was definitely more confident than most of the other techs she’d run into over the course of her life. Well, non-Amazonian techs, anyway. She’d sized him up right away when she’d sensed him staring at her and Saf from across the room. He was maybe six foot, skinny but not too skinny, she didn’t see any bones poking out. He had short brown hair, sharp blue eyes, and there’d been a kind of immediate attraction there. She could tell right away that he was into her, but it was kind of easy for her.

Most guys didn’t keep looking at her when they caught sight of her, as if to ignore her would make her go away or not draw her attention. Those few that did keep looking had a kind of bizarre fascination etched plainly on their faces, like they just couldn’t believe what they were seeing. But it was those very few that stood out like fucking beacons. Those like Jared. Those that so wanted to go balls deep into her.

There was just one problem.

Was it a good idea to fuck their latest partner?

It didn’t bother her that they’d literally just met. She had no reason not to fuck someone she just met. She couldn’t get pregnant, there was no STD out there that couldn’t be cured and quickly, and it wasn’t like anyone could seriously hurt her or try to make her do anything she didn’t want to do. The second that happened, she’d break them in half like a twig, and they fucking knew it, too. So why not sleep around and enjoy the casual sex? All the Amazonians had ended up with weird side effects from the process.

About half of them ended up with hyped-up sex drives.

And so had she.

Saf was giving her that look, the one that said, put on the brakes, Veronica. It was a miserable look. Veronica just wanted to have some fun. What could go wrong? Well, she supposed, the thing that everyone worried about in situations like these. That the relationship would, for one reason or another, go south, and suddenly you can’t work together anymore. She’d had that happen to her a few times. But this guy seemed pretty on the level. He seemed like he could handle it, and it’d be a ‘just sex’ relationship.

Well, okay, no relationship was honestly a ‘just sex’ one when you worked together, cause you got to be friends, too. And that was fine, he seemed fun in a mellow kind of way. But, most importantly, he totally wanted to fuck her. She could just feel that. This is what was on her mind as they came into the bowling alley, found a lane and grabbed some bowling balls. She grabbed the biggest one they had, which went up to twenty pounds, which still wasn’t enough for her but it would have to do, and joined Saf and Jared.

As they started bowling, it was Jared’s turn to ask questions.

“How’d you two end up meeting? You seem like kind of an unusual pair. Not that that’s a bad thing,” he said.

“We grew up together,” Saf replied. “My parents moved into a mostly human colony before having me and we ended up living right next door to each other.”

“Yep, she’s put up with me for her whole life,” Veronica said, coming back from her turn to hurl the ball down the lane.

“It wasn’t easy,” Saf said, grinning.

“Nope, but we turned out pretty well, I think.”

“How’d you get into mercenary work?” he asked.

“Fell into it after the shit-storm with the military,” Veronica replied.

“I found that I was pretty good at medical stuff. I seemed to have a brain for it, so I took an aptitude test. I scored so damned high on it that they practically dragged me off to med school when I was eighteen. Blitzed through in just three years. When I got out, I tried the traditional route, you know, working in a hospital, but that only lasted about six months. It was too boring. I signed on with the military and did two years with them, but that got old. Too much...rigidity in their lifestyle. So I became a merc,” Saf explained.

“What about you?” Veronica asked. She had to admit, she was really curious as to what had pulled this seemingly mild-mannered tech into the dirty, gritty and honestly dangerous lifestyle of a mercenary.

“My friend kind of twisted my arm,” Jared admitted, looking a little sheepish. “He was my best friend. We grew up together. We were pretty different. I was small and kind of skinny, he was fucking huge and into lifting weights. I was shy and awkward, he was loud and maybe a little obnoxious. But we were best friends. When we were nineteen, all at once, he decided he wanted to be a merc. At that point, I’d been fooling around with hardware and software for years and I didn’t really want to fuck with any kind of traditional training, and he already had a crew lined up and...” he seemed to hesitate. Veronica leaned in.

“And?” she prompted.

He laughed and actually blushed a little. “There was a girl,” he said.

“A girl? What kind of girl?” Saf asked, grinning broader now. She kind of liked needling people, guys especially.

“A xenian,” he replied. “This beautiful redheaded xenian. Her name was Leigh. She’s what pulled me in and what ultimately made me stay long enough to realize that I was actually pretty good at the mercenary lifestyle.”

“You fucked her?” Veronica asked.

Saf sighed heavily.

“Many times,” he replied.

Veronica laughed. “Xenians are cute,” she said.

“And they’re really warm, which makes sex awesome,” Jared replied.

So apparently he was really cool with just talking about sex casually. She watched him closely as he got up to take his turn. He moved with a surprising grace, a smoothness that she knew came from the job. She felt fairly sure that he wouldn’t be a liability. And he was going to help them get a ship. Surely that deserved like a really good blowjob or something...Veronica realized that she was slipping off into fantasy again.

Saf was great in bed, she really was, but it had been too long since Veronica had fucked a cute guy, especially a cute human guy. There was just something about guys like Jared that was unique from all other forms of life in the galaxy.

And hey, having that dick on tap would be pretty awesome, too.

She glanced over at Saf, and felt immensely satisfied to see that Saf was looking at him with hungry, albeit more reserved, eyes. She wanted his cock, too. Perfect. They could share. She loved having threesomes with Saf.

So maybe all this would work out pretty good.

…

When they were finished bowling, (they’d gone through three games), Jared had taken them elsewhere in the station: to an arcade.

Part of Saf had tried to make her feel a little guilty and embarrassed for going into an arcade. She was a fucking mercenary, a gun-toting medical genius, in her early thirties for fuck’s sake, a kid’s arcade was no place for her! On the other hand, the happier, more whimsical side, (a side Veronica would swear didn’t exist, but that’s only because she was so fucking unreasonable and Saf had to keep her from doing crazy shit about seventeen times a day), told her: Who the fuck cares? If she wanted to play games in a fucking arcade, then why shouldn’t she? Wasn’t that the entire reason she’d chosen to be a merc?

So that she could have the freedom to do what she wanted?

So she’d gone in. They’d split up after a little while. Saf could tell that Veronica wanted some alone time with the kid, (she wasn’t sure why she thought of him as a kid, he was like seven years younger than them, but there was just something about him that still kind of made him seem like a teenager), and that was probably for the best because Saf needed some alone time herself. Time to think all this over.

Everything looked good, but everything had looked good before and it hadn’t turned out for the best some other times. Right now, she was taking an image of Jared she’d snagged from her ocular camera implants and running it through a facial recognition program. It would build a profile on him, pulling data from everywhere it could: news articles, criminal records, public government records, mercenary message boards, anything.

And then, hopefully, she’d know whether or not the guy was fully trustworthy.

Veronica was willing to go by her gut, and that worked a surprising amount of the time, but Saf had learned to play it safe more often than not. Doing it the safe way tended to take care of the times when going by your gut didn’t work.

Between the two of them, they tended to do pretty well in most situations.

While her profile compiled, Saf wandered around the arcade, ignoring the gazes she was drawing. It was second nature by this point. Being a kai just worked out that way. Her own mind was working on a different problem. Not that it was necessarily a problem per say. She wanted to jump on Jared’s dick, too. Saf knew that it had been too long for both of them. Like Veronica, she also had a love of cute human boys and they seemed to be a rare delicacy in her life, given how hard it was to get one to fuck her.

Jared seemed down to fuck, based off the looks he’d given both of them.

But what kind of problems might arise? She knew her and Veronica were easily capable of sharing, but was he? Would he want to make it serious? These were all the questions that circulated her head every time she found someone new to play with in bed. It was why she didn’t normally do extended relationships, just one night stands or just really low-key fuck buddies. It was easier that way, but it did tend to be lonelier.

Saf glanced across the arcade. She’d been playing games for nearly fifteen minutes now. It didn’t take very long to single out Veronica and Jared, given how tall she was. They were standing inside of a big glass globe, holding fake guns, firing all around them. Saf had been in the setup before. They superimposed an environment and enemies over your retinas if you had certain implants that most people did. It was incredibly realistic and a hell of a lot of fun. Knowing Veronica, they were playing some kind of zombie apocalypse sim.

She seemed to be having a good time.

Good, after all the shit that had happened lately, they both deserved to have some fun. As Saf went back to the games, she found herself suddenly, strongly, powerfully hoping that this thing with Jared and the ship and their new life worked out. She tried not to get too attached to ideas, because hope could be toxic, but, despite all that, she was seriously hoping that all would go well. Because it was time for a change.

…

As far as Veronica was concerned, it was a fun day.

In fact, it was probably the most fun she’d had in awhile. After parting ways with Jared, agreeing to meet up tomorrow morning at the same place they’d first met to actually put a start to this partnership, she and Saf had started walking back to their hotel. As they walked in relative silence, she tried to figure out why she’d had so much fun. Living the lifestyle she lived meant being kind of an adrenaline junkie, although she wasn’t as bad as some others who weren’t having a good time unless someone was shooting at them and there was a bomb somewhere. She liked her down days, but normally as a means of decompressing, not necessarily having fun. Not like today, today had been kind of thrilling its own way.

After bowling and the arcade, he’d taken them to an observation deck that gave a great view of both the planet and a lot of ships coming and going. There was trancey instrumental music playing somewhere in the background and it was a pretty cool place to relax and talk, especially after they grabbed a couple of huge pizzas to split, most of which she’d eaten. They’d chatted more about their lives, their goals, their motivations, but generally just had kept it easy. The more she spent around Jared, the more she liked him.

It came to her then, as they neared their hotel, why exactly she’d had such a fun day.

She and Jared sparked. Like, a lot. Not just in a, ‘I really wanna fuck you’ way, but in more of a compatible way. Veronica tried to think about the last time she had sparked with someone else. Honestly, it had been a long time. She’d sparked with some of her Amazonian friends, but it had been some time since she’d run with any of them. Obviously she sparked with Saf. But with a guy or girl she was having a fling with?

That had been a long time indeed.

She’d almost forgotten what it felt like to be really infatuated with someone totally brand new. It was...intoxicating.

Saf was saying something as they came into their hotel and headed for their room.

“What?” Veronica replied, feeling bad for being so distracted.

“You like him,” she repeated.

“Oh...yeah, duh. He wants to fuck me, I want to fuck him. What’s not to like?”

“No,” Saf said, and flashed her that sly grin she used when she was going to give her some trouble, “I mean you like him.” She swiped her thumb over the pad and unlocked the door. “I saw the way you were with him.”

“What do you mean?” Veronica replied.

They went inside.

“I mean: Veronica’s got a boyfriend...” she said in a surprisingly childish, kind of singing voice. Teasing each other was something they had never grown out of.

“Oh, shut up,” she replied. She felt dangerously close to blushing. It was unbecoming of a seven foot tall murder machine to blush.

“Come on, Veronica, give it up. It’s just you and me now. I saw the way you were around him. You were actually paying attention to him.”

“What’s that supposed to mean!?”

Saf fixed her with a firm gaze. “Veronica, I’m the only person you actually pay attention to, and even then, not all the time. You give out the most minimum amount of attention you think you can get away with to the majority of people and you were actively engaged in conversation with that kid for like six hours.”

“He’s not a kid,” Veronica said, and was a bit surprised, as that wasn’t what she’d originally intended to say.

“I know, he just looks really young. And you so like him.”

“Well...so what if I do?” she replied finally.

Saf laughed. “I’m not saying it’s a problem. I just like giving you shit. And you’ll be happy to know that I checked him out.”

Veronica had been crossing the room to grab something from the mini-bar, but now she stopped. “Checked him out? Like records and stuff?”

“Yes. I thought one of us should. He checks out, he’s fine. No criminal records, no reports of him fucking anyone over, no shady deals, on or off the record, as far as I can tell. He ran legit deals. Protection, transport, extraction. No stealing or assassinations or anything like that. Which is, I think, exactly what we need.”

“Yeah, that makes sense,” Veronica murmured. “So you’re still feeling good about all this?”

“Yes, definitely. I want to go full forward with this. What about you?”

“I want to,” she replied firmly.

“Perfect, because I feel like we’ve stumbled into a serious opportunity here. I don’t know how much money he has, but he seems pretty capable and smart and on the level. He’s right, if we choose well, we can get a decent ship. But this is where shit gets serious. We’re going to need to think about other people we’re going to hire on, how many we want, what kind of jobs we’re going to run, where to get supplies like fuel and food and water and maintenance stuff and guns and ammo...Veronica, are you listening to me?”

“What? Yes.” But honestly she was distracted.

Saf sighed, but it was more good-natured than frustrated. “You’re thinking about Jared, aren’t you?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Veronica admitted.

“Big surprise.”

“I wanna go over to his place and fuck him, honestly,” she said.

“So why don’t you? You’re capable of it,” Saf replied.

Veronica looked at her directly now. “You sure it’s a good idea? I’ve been thinking about it all day and I’m actually a little nervous about it, though I’m not entirely sure why. I mean, what if shit goes south and we blow up the deal?”

Saf laughed.

“What?” Veronica asked.

“Even if this deal blows up or if he decides to split, we can figure shit out. We always have. I think you’re nervous because you and I both know that if you go over there and ride his dick, it’ll turn into something a little bit more than just friends with benefits. I’m not saying you’ll fall in love, but you can’t just dump him at the drop of a hat.”

Veronica opened her mouth, ready to retort, but she realized immediately that Saf was right. She was exactly right.

She closed her mouth and thought it through, inasmuch as she thought anything through. Several thoughts went through her head, but none of them seemed to really hold much consequence to the main fact that Veronica was a fun-loving girl and it looked like she would have a lot of fun with Jared. There was more to it than that, a lot more, honestly, but that was ultimately what she kept coming back to. That, and, well, somewhere a bit deeper down, the idea that Saf really was right, this would become something more.

Not true love, she wasn’t entirely sure if she had that capacity left in her anymore, but a bond, a thing of trust and shared happiness and the ability to relax and let your guard down, and that honestly was something she missed.

“Okay,” she said, suddenly resolute, turning away from the mini-bar.

“Okay what?” Saf asked.

“Okay, I’m going to go fuck his brains out.” She began walking across the room, then froze up as she realized that she was basically just walking away from Saf for the night and maybe that was a little rude. She turned back. “Um, will you...”

Saf snorted and laughed. “I’ll be fine, Veronica. Maybe I’ll phone up a hooker or something. Or just relax for the night, it has been awhile since I’ve been completely alone. Go have fun, I’ll meet you at the sandwich shop tomorrow. Just...make sure you don’t break him.”

Veronica grinned. “I’ll try my best.”

She turned and walked out of the room.

…

Jared thought the night had gone well, but now he was kind of anxious.

He’d walked back to his apartment and had spent maybe ten minutes or so sitting at his computer and beginning the work that was severing his tenuous business ties to this station when he’d suddenly gotten a message from Veronica.

She wanted to know his address, because she wanted to come over and ‘talk to him about something’.

When he’d asked what, she just responded that it was a surprise.

He wasn’t sure how to feel about that. Normally, when a seven foot tall soldier wanted to give you a surprise, it was something ominous and perhaps deadly. But the interplay that had gone on between the two of them all night long made it kind of clear that she wanted to sleep with him, and he still wasn’t entirely too sure how to feel about that.

Jared had always wanted to fuck an Amazonian...in theory.

He’d never made it with one before. He’d gotten to be with several xenian and cyvits, two dysils, and a quine once. They had all been very nice and he’d done his best to satisfy them. They sure as hell satisfied him.

And while he’d always wanted to, Jared knew that even with his strange tastes in women, he might be hard up to handle a seven foot genetically engineered warrior woman. But he wasn’t necessarily someone to back away from a challenge. So when he got that message from Veronica, he’d straightened up his place a bit and was just getting ready to take a shower when there was a hard knock at the door.

Well, apparently she was eager to give him his surprise.

He walked over, checked the little camera that would show him who was out there, saw that it was her, (she was tall enough that the camera lens focused on her immense, beautiful, and thoroughly impressive cleavage), and opened up.

“Hi, Veronica,” he said, stepping back out of the way.

“Hello, Jared,” she replied amicably, coming inside.

He closed the door and she looked around his place, standing in the middle of it, looking very...tall. He’d spent all day around her and he still couldn’t really get used to the fact that she was so fucking massive. Not just tall but well built, too. Thick in the thighs, broad in the hips, (and the ass, and the chest...broad kind of described this woman, in a very good way), long in the limbs. She was really a vision of rugged, hard-edged beauty.

“I like your place,” she said, and he was surprised by that. Most people didn’t comment, and the few that did seemed insincere. Most people didn’t seem to like his place.

“Really?” he asked.

“Yeah,” she replied, turning to face him. “It’s no-frills, kind of blunt. I like that.” She hesitated, looked away for a second, then looked firmly in his eyes. “So...here’s the thing, I’m shit with words, so I’ll just come right out with it. Would you want to fuck me?”

He felt his eyes widen in surprise a little bit. Mercenaries weren’t really known for their eloquence or articulation, but he wasn’t sure he’d ever had it put quite that bluntly before.

“Yes,” he replied almost immediately. “Absolutely yes.”

A broad grin broke out on her hard but lovely face. “Excellent, let’s fucking get to it then.” Then she hesitated a bit further. “Um...I forgot to take a shower.”

He laughed. “I didn’t have time to before you called. Although I do have a pretty big shower. That is the one thing I kind of splurged on.”

“If we take a shower together, I’ll let you splurge all over me,” Veronica replied. She took off her shirt, dropped it and peeled off her sports bra, freeing her enormous pale breasts. Then she offered him one more sultry, sexy smile, turned around and pulled down her shorts. She wasn’t wearing panties. Her ass was just as big and beautiful and pale as her breasts.

“You coming?” she asked as she headed for his bathroom.

“Uh, yeah, yeah,” he replied and eagerly began to get undressed.

Suddenly, he was so turned on he couldn’t even think straight. When was the last time he’d actually had sex? His mind wandered through that question as he simultaneously struggled out of his clothes and tried to get closer to the bathroom, which caused him to do both poorly, and he realized that it was about a month ago with a xenian hooker who had been passing through. What a great two nights that had been.

He had an idea that this night was going to be better.

He finally managed to free himself from his boxers and he stumbled to a halt into his bathroom. Veronica was already in the shower. Jared glanced at himself briefly in the mirror. He wasn’t quite looking as in shape as he would have liked. He’d taken to working out as a merc, not a lot, but enough to give him a little bit of definition. That had definitely softened over the past year. Well, hopefully she wouldn’t care.

He pulled back the curtain and got into the big shower with her.

Veronica stood before him under the waterfall like a huge warrior goddess that looked like she’d come down from the heavens to enjoy a night of fun filthy fucking with the mortals. Unable to contain himself, he reached up and placed his hands on her huge, wet breasts. Veronica had been getting her hair wet, tilting her head back beneath the showerhead, her eyes closed. As his hands touched her, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. Stepping forward a little bit, she ran her hand through her hair, then grinned and settled her own hands on his shoulders.

“Enjoying yourself?” she asked.

“Immensely,” he replied.

She laughed. “You sound kind of high.”

“I feel kind of high right now.”

“Good.”

She leaned down a ways and pressed her lips against his. The contact felt electrifying. Her lips were wet and warm and full. He responded immediately, pressing back against her, letting go of one breast and slipping his hand over the back of her neck. Her skin was hot and slick with water. She deepened the kiss after a few seconds, shifting her lips, parting his with the movement and slipping her tongue in. He expected her to be more forceful, but her tongue was delicate as it probed his mouth, searching for his own tongue.

He moved his tongue forward, meeting hers, feeling things heat up even further as they touched. Jared never quite knew why, but there was something primal and intensely stimulating about tongue kissing.

They continued making out until Jared decided he wanted to keep things rolling. He broke away from her slightly, then had her turn around. At first she wasn’t sure what he was doing, but then she went along with it and turned until she was facing away from him. He got up against her, briefly groping her enormous ass, (fucking her doggystyle was going to be like a gift from heaven above, especially if she was into anal), then he got up against her back, reaching around and settling his hands on her thick, firm thighs.

He slid one hand in deeper, between her thighs, and found her pussy. It was smooth and bald and slick with moisture. Carefully, he slipped his fingertip in between the taut lips of her vagina. He moved it a little lower, finding the nub of her clit. He heard a small sound of happy pleasure escape her lips. Jared began to make small circles, not too hard or too fast yet. He’d picked up a lot of pointers from the women he’d slept with and was happy to put them to use.

“Oh, Jared, that’s really good...” she moaned.

He responded by going a bit harder and faster, causing her to cry out. It sounded very loud and very sexy in the hot, confined space of the shower. She leaned forward slightly, stretching out her arms, placing her palms flat against the white tile, fingers spread wide, supporting herself as he continued pleasuring her.

“That’s it...that’s it...” she whispered loudly, her voice husky.

He pushed even harder, switching to an up and down motion.

“Oh...yes...fuck!” she screamed and then she was coming.

He felt a hot spray of feminine sex juices jet out against his fingers as she started coming, her orgasm rippling through her like a thing of raw electric power. She cried out, moaning in a loud carrying voice, her head hanging down now. Jared supported her to the best of his ability, holding on, feeling her muscles tremble and ripple with power as the climax shifted through her. It kept up for a good fifteen seconds before letting off and she sagged against the wall, almost bumping her head on the showerhead.

“Holy shit,” she whispered. “That was awesome.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” he replied, stepping back.

She straightened up, turned around and grinned. “I think you and I are going to get along very well, Jared,” she said.

“I do too,” he agreed happily.

She glanced down. He followed her gaze. His cock was as stiff as a beam of metal. It felt hot and throbbing, desperate for attention, desperate to spew its load either in her or on her. The smile on Veronica’s face seemed very accommodating.

“And now,” she said, getting down on her knees, he had to back up to make room for her, “it’s your turn to get off.”

It was a bit of task for her, but Veronica managed to get down low enough that she could start sucking his dick.

And holy shit was she skilled at it.

First, she gripped it, carefully but firmly, with her long fingers. Leaning in, she kissed the head of it and Jared felt a wave of anticipation ripple through his whole body. Opening her mouth, Veronica stuck her big pink tongue out and dragged it slowly across the head, sending a white-hot spike of pure sexual bliss smashing through him. He let out a loud groan and felt his leg muscles tremble in response. He made himself stay upright.

Apparently emboldened and motivated by the response she’d gotten, Veronica continued dragging her tongue all over the head of his dick repeatedly. Then, all at once, she slipped it into her mouth. Jared gasped and groaned again, louder, as she took the whole thing into her mouth and started both sucking powerfully and rapidly bobbing her head. He watched her luscious red lips slide up and down the whole length of his shaft as she easily took it all in. Right away, Jared could tell he wasn’t going to last very long.

It had just been too long since his last sexual encounter and not only was Veronica ridiculous sexy, not only was she a woman he’d never slept with before, but she was a brand new sexual experience altogether.

Apparently, she could read him like a book.

She took him out of her mouth, spitting out a hug gob of spit onto the head and making a fist around it. She began rapidly pumping it, which felt fucking incredible.

“Come on me,” she said, her voice thick and sexy, “come all over my face. Shoot your fucking load all over my face and mark me as yours.”

That fucking did it. That absolutely did it.

He started letting off right away, his cock kicking once, very hard, in her grasp. It actually seemed to startle her slightly and his first load, the first volley of stringy, clear-white stuff sprayed half into her open mouth, half all over her lips. She lowered her head and angled her face up slightly, then rapidly started jacking him off. More of it came out, his cock kicking hard, convulsing every half second or so, shooting fresh sprays of his seed all over. It got onto her chin and her cheeks and over one closed eye, onto her forehead and even into her hair. When it was done and his dick had stopped, (it had dry-heaved the last two times), she leaned forward, took it into her mouth and sucked, slowly pulling it back out.

She was cleaning his cock with her mouth.

He let out one, final groan of intense, almost overpowering pleasure, as she did this. Then he was done, leaning fully against the wall. Veronica stood up, turned around and washed off. Jared took a deep, shuddering breath after a moment and straightened up.

“Oh boy,” he said, feeling a dizzy spell hit him. “I’ve got to get out of this hot shower or I’m going to pass out.”

“All right, let’s finish up, then we can move on to the main event,” she said.

She finished cleaning up, then got out and began drying off, letting him have the water. He quickly soaped up, washed off and then killed the water. He felt fantastic, afloat in that warm, pink post-orgasm sea.

But he knew he wanted more, he already wanted more of her.

He wanted to be inside of her again.

They finished drying off and stepped back out into the main area. Veronica’s body language indicated that she was desperate to get to the fucking, too. She looked at his bed unhappily. He followed her gaze.

“Sorry,” he said.

“It’s good enough, I guess. I mean, at this point, I don’t fucking care, I just want you on top of me, balls fucking deep in me.”

“I can appreciate that. How about you sit down there at the edge and then lay back? The bed is tall enough for standing sex.”

“Awesome.”

Veronica did as he suggested, sitting down and laying back, then spreading her legs. With her legs off the bed, she fit, but if she was going to spend the night here, it was going to be a problem. Well, they’d worry about that later.

Already, Jared was stiff again.

Veronica looked down the length of her glorious pale body at him, at his cock. “Put it in me, I’m so fucking wet right now,” she said, spreading her legs a little wider.

He eagerly got into position, right up against her, and guided his cock inside of her hot, tight, wet perfection. Both of them moaned at the same time as he penetrated her, sliding smoothly all the way inside of her.

“Holy fuck I’ve missed this,” she groaned as he started pumping into her, causing her huge breasts to bounce wonderfully.

Jared laid his hands against her thick, enormous thighs, then slid them up to her broad hips, got a good grip and started really fucking her. Again, he could tell right away that this was going to be a short session, but he didn’t think either of them really minded, so long as they both got off. And he was pretty confident he could get her off really good. She didn’t seem too difficult to please. As he listened to her moan and watched her writhe and twist in passionate pleasure and felt the intense rapture of her tight pussy, it really hit him for the first time how crazy awesome this was, and it hit him harder that this was really happening.

This was like a fucking dream, a fantasy he’d harbored for years now, ever since he’d first heard of Project Amazon.

He’d always had a serious thing for tall women, and Amazonians were basically like an ultimate form of that.

“Uhn, fuck yes, Jared! Give it to me! Give it to me fucking hard!” she screamed at him.

He responded by banging her even harder, slamming into her with more force. The bed was starting to slam up against the wall and he suddenly wondered if anyone could hear them. Well, admittedly, the idea was kind of hot.

Jared let out a series of loud groans as he buried his cock completely in her, over and over again, pounding her perfect pussy. He wanted to get her off now, because he knew he was maybe a minute or so out from blowing his own load. He reached down in between them, laying his hand flat against her and getting his thumb into position so that it rested directly over her clit. As he made contact with it, she gasped and raised her head, looking down at him.

“What-” she began, then she cried out and slammed her head back down into the mattress as he started vigorously rubbing her clit. “Oh holy fucking shit yes, Jared! Yes, yes! I’m gonna-OH FUCK I’M COMING!” she shrieked.

And he felt her coming.

The muscles in her vagina began to tremble and twitch, to clench and release and twist, as, at the same time, it got a lot hotter and lot wetter really fast. Then, within a few seconds, a second hot spray of sex juices jetted out of her, this time getting all over his lower belly and hips and thighs and balls. Veronica was a fucking squirter, to be sure. She screamed and cried out and moaned and panted as he kept fucking her orgasming pussy, slamming hard into her, burying himself within her. He kept going right on through it.

When she was done, she drew in a deep breath and let it out.

“Can I come inside of you?” he asked, feeling his cock’s desperate need to blow its load.

“Yes,” she gasped. “Do it. Fill me up,” she said immediately.

That was all the permission and incentive he needed. Jared started going even faster and she moaned in response to this. Within five seconds, his dick began kicking and spasming inside of her pussy and he could feel his seed leaving his body once more in hard contractions. The pleasure was far, far better than he remembered it being the last time he’d come inside of a woman. He groaned, the whole universe falling away around him as his body went into full climax mode. His hips jerked forward involuntarily and each time they did, a fresh spray of his seed was released deep into Veronica’s pussy and a new pink wave of absolute sexual bliss was released from his core, sent careening through his body.

He didn’t know how long this went on for, but when it was over, he felt utterly and totally drained.

Jared opened his eyes and felt his vision come back into focus. He looked down, seeing his cock was still completely buried in Veronica’s bald, pale pussy. He looked up the length of her body, which was glistening with sweat, and found her staring at him. Her face was flushed and beautiful, her short blonde hair in total disarray.

They locked eyes and stared at each other for a long moment. The feeling on the air was electrifying and intense.

“Thank you,” she said finally.

He carefully pulled out of her. “For what? And thank you,” he replied.

“For a fucking awesome fuck session,” she said, sitting up. “I mean, wow, pretty much all the other guys I’ve gotten to fuck me for...well, for a long time now, don’t really bring their A game. It’s like they’re too distracted by my height and size. You fucked me like a man possessed. You fucked me like it was your deepest fucking fantasy your whole life.”

“Well, it kind of was,” he said. “I mean, maybe not my deepest fantasy, but I’ve always been seriously attracted to tall women and you are really fucking tall.”

She laughed, then glanced down. “Damn, you blew like the biggest load in my pussy. I’m going to need another shower.”

“Me too, you hosed me down with your orgasm,” he replied.

She laughed and stood up. “Mind if I spend the night? I honestly don’t feel like going anywhere else tonight.”

He glanced at the bed. “You sure?”

“It won’t be comfortable, but I think I can manage.”

“I’m more than willing to share a bed with you, so definitely.”

“Good, cause I’m going to want to fuck a lot more. Like, you don’t know what you’ve done. Now that you’ve fucked me and you did that good a job, I’m going to want your cock like all the time from now on.”

“Are you going to put that in my contract?” he asked.

She laughed. “I’m really tempted to. Come on, let’s wash up.”

He followed her back to the shower.

Yeah, this was going to be an awesome fucking partnership.

CHAPTER 03

Someone was in bed with him.

Someone that was taking up a lot of the space.

Jared woke up slowly, trying to untangle the confusion of thoughts and memories as he did so. The first thing he realized was that he was fucking tired. Like, really tired. And kind of sore, too. Like he’d been working out a lot. He rolled over, which was difficult, because of the other person in the bed, but he managed it.

Veronica was lying on her back, no blankets or clothes on, fully naked and exposed to the world. He was equally nude. He sat up, remembering the frantic, sweaty sex they’d had last night. They’d fucked at least twice more after that first time. Veronica kept waking him up and practically pulling him on top of her. There might have been more than two sessions, but he couldn’t be sure, since he was so fucking tired.

He was, however, extremely horny right now.

One of her arms and both legs were hanging off the bed. As he was looking at her, Veronica’s eyes suddenly opened up.

“Hey, you,” she said. “You’ve got that look in your eyes.” She grinned.

“What look?” he replied.

“That ‘I want to fuck your brains out’ look.” She sat up slightly and looked down. His erection was fairly plain beneath the thin blanket he had over him. She pulled the blanket aside. “And I can tell why. Don’t worry, I’m always horniest in the mornings, too. Wanna let me ride you?”

“Uh...yeah, if you promise to be careful,” he replied, enticed by the idea.

“I promise. Don’t worry, I’ve ridden before.”

She got up and practically pushed him flat onto his back. Fuck, she was so strong. His erection felt like a hot bar of metal, throbbing in anticipation and desperate for Veronica’s attention. As she climbed on top of him, carefully straddling him, Jared saw that her hair was in a truly chaotic array. It looked pretty sexy.

And her body…

Rising above him, resting on her knees for a few seconds before they began, she looked unreal. Her enormous pale breasts, the size of his head, hung over him, looking like something out of a dream. Her broad, smooth hips and tremendous, thick thighs straddled him, looking terribly inviting. And all that soft, creamy white skin.

Her pussy was just over his dick, a bald, tight, pink slit, ready to take him all inside. He’d initially been worried that he simply wasn’t big enough to satisfy her, given how much larger she was than him, but it had turned out pretty damned well for both of them. Jared took her all in in the dim glow of the kitchen light they’d ended up leaving on last night, staring up at her with an almost reverent gaze.

Then it was time for the sex to begin.

Veronica spit into her hand and reached down between them. She massaged his cock, rubbing it down with her saliva, then she took it firmly in her grasp and lowered herself. Both of them moaned at once as his dick met her pussy and began to slide smoothly inside. She was so slick and so fucking wet within. Once his cock was on its way inside and there was no chance of it getting out, Veronica let go of it and leaned forward.

She planted her hands flat against the wall over his bed and took him all the way inside, then she started to fuck him.

Jared could tell that she was being careful, holding back her strength, but even so, she was rocking him pretty hard and already the bed was starting to bang into the wall again. Not for the first time since she’d shown up at his place last night, he found himself wondering if someone was hearing all this.

Given all that had happened last night, the thought now made him guilty.

The pleasure of her pussy blasted all thoughts out of his mind, however.

Veronica started moaning, a cycling, panting moan that was quickly getting louder and faster as she started riding his cock even faster. He simply stared up at her, at her huge breasts hanging over him, then down at her tight, firm stomach that broadened a great deal as it gave way to her hips. He watched in fascination at the way her thighs bulged with raw power and rippled as her muscles worked beneath her skin.

He watched his cock disappeared into her over and over again.

“Oh, fuck Veronica!” he moaned, reaching up, finally breaking free of the paralysis the pleasure had over him and grabbing her huge tits.

“You like that?” she moaned, pushing herself down and then stirring his cock around inside of her perfect, wet pussy. “You like that pussy?”

“Yes,” he gasped, “fuck, I love it!”

“Good boy,” she said and started bouncing again. “You just lay there and let me fuck you,” she almost growled, “I’ll fuck you good.”

He did just that, perfectly content to let this continue. Waves of hot pink pleasure rolled through him as she slid her vagina up and down the rigid length of his cock, bringing him closer and closer to climax. Morning sex was definitely the best sex. It was kind of confused and maybe a little incoherent, but it was furious and passionate and always felt absolutely fucking awesome. Jared let go of her tits and slid his hands down her sides, settling them on her broad hips. It was still hard to get over how much bigger than him she was.

She was at least twice as wide as he was in the hip area. Probably more, actually.

Again, he found himself wondering what doggystyle sex would be like and made a note to ask her to do that next.

Veronica was getting wilder and he could sense her building towards her own climax. She kept moaning in intense bliss, going harder and faster.

“Come on, come on...” she moaned.

She went even faster. It was a bit much for him but honestly Jared didn’t care, this was just too fucking fantastic. He heard the bed start to make a curious groaning sound. That couldn’t be good, but, again, he found it hard to care.

“There we go-oh yes!” Veronica yelled suddenly, and then he felt something inside of her twitch. She started coming, and that was pretty much as far as he could go and he started coming, too. As his dick started jetting out thick sprays of his seed deep into her wonderful, Amazonian pussy, Jared became lost in a world of pleasure. All he could feel right now was his cock, kicking hard, each kick sending out a new pulse of pure sexual rapture, an intense release that might as well have been magic. It was unreal pleasure.

Suddenly, amid the feelings and the sounds of both of them moaning, there was another, louder sound, and then a sharp movement as the bed frame was unable to bear the weight any longer and broke. Both of them let out little cries of shock as they were pulled from their ebbing orgasms and the bed dropped about a foot and a half. For a long moment, both of them remained frozen in their positions, Jared on his back, Veronica on top of him, him still inside of her. They stared at each other with looks of surprise.

Then they both burst out laughing.

“Holy shit, I’m sorry about that,” Veronica said. She slowly got up off of him and he felt his softening, wet cock slide from her pussy. He wouldn’t have minded if she stayed where she was, he liked being in there.

“It’s fine,” he said, laying back for the moment, trying to get his breath back. “I’ve had that bed for a year now, it was time for an upgrade. And hey, I’m moving anyway.”

Veronica nodded, then stretched. He heard several things pop loudly inside of her. “Fuck, that felt good,” she muttered. “You want another shower with me? I got a message from Saf while we were fucking, she’s on her way to the sandwich shop.”

“Yeah, sounds perfect,” Jared replied, getting up.

He checked the time via his Link, finding it around nine thirty. Usually he slept in later than that, but he was feeling very awake now. Although he was still sore and he knew he’d sleep long and hard tonight.

They got into the shower and washed up. Jared was finding it a little difficult to stand up. His legs were practically trembling.

“You doing okay?” Veronica asked.

“Yeah, I’m just...you took a lot out of me,” he replied.

She laughed. “Judging by all the fucking jizz I’m having to clean out and off of myself, I’d say yeah, I took a lot out of you.”

He laughed as well. “Not exactly what I meant.”

“I know. Sorry I was a little rough. It’s just, you know, I meant what I said before, about it being a long time since I’ve found a seriously good male fuck buddy.”

“I was more than happy to oblige, and I will continue to be happy to, cause you are fucking awesome at sex.” He hesitated. “Now...I think we should maybe talk a little bit about how we’re going to handle this relationship, whatever it might be. I’ve often found that if you just don’t talk about things and let the questions go unanswered, both parties tend to end up with very different ideas of what exactly they’re dealing with.”

“That’s a very fair statement,” Veronica replied. “I’m not looking for a traditional relationship at all and I’m not monogamous,” she said flatly. “But here’s what I am looking for: a fuck buddy who I can hang out with, spend the night with sometimes and won’t cause me any stress. And one of the conditions of the relationship will be that I can fuck other people, but that goes both ways, so I fully expect you to be able to fuck other people too.”

“Well, that all sounds about what I was hoping for. And speaking of other people, are you and Saf...”

“Oh yeah, we fuck all the time. We’ve fucked each other for years. And, a little heads up, she is so going to want her turn with you tonight, I just called first dibs on you, so that’s why I ended up coming over first,” Veronica replied.

Jared felt a little stunned by that. He didn’t know if Saf was into him. She seemed a little...guarded. Not like Veronica at all, who seemed very loud, very vocal, and very in your face, and fuck you if you disagreed with her.

“Really?” he replied as they finished washing up.

“Yup. She grew up among humans, so she developed a serious taste for humans. Although, like me, she has a hard time getting laid.”

“Seriously? She’s like the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen...um, no offense,” he replied, feeling awkward as he blurted that out.

Veronica laughed easily. “None taken, you’re right. She is fucking gorgeous. I think that, like with me, guys are just intimidated by her. I was honestly shocked how many guys were all talk, no fuck with the two of us. And I saw the way you were checking her out, you wanna do to her what you just did to me like five times, right?”

“Guilty as charged,” Jared replied.

They turned off the water, got out and started drying off. “Fine by me. Saf and I have no problem sharing, but she’s basically like I am: non-monogamous but friendly and probably happy to keep the sex coming. You’re gonna need to build up some endurance cause I’m horny a lot and I’m going to wear you out if you let me.”

“I’m definitely going to let you,” Jared said, knowing it was true. He’d probably let Veronica fuck him into a coma.

They brushed their teeth, (he let her use his toothbrush), and then they went out to get dressed. As they did, they both stopped, staring at the ruined bed once more, then started laughing again. It was just too funny, like the kind of thing you’d read about in a ridiculous romance or something. Well, he shouldn’t be too surprised, given Veronica’s size and how fucking rough she’d been going. He wouldn’t be surprised if he ended up with bruises.

They pulled their clothes on and then headed out of his apartment.

…

Veronica hoped Saf wouldn’t be mad at her.

The message she’d gotten during that last round of fucking had been more than just meet me at the sandwich shop. Saf had called dibs on him for tonight explicitly, which was fair enough. Veronica had had him all night long and she honestly hoped she hadn’t taken it too far. He seemed more than willing, but that didn’t necessarily mean that his body was up to the task. In the future, she’d have to take it a little easier.

They left his apartment and began making their way to the cafe.

There was a lot to do and normally Veronica didn’t look forward to stuff like that, but this time it was actually exciting. It was like she and Saf were building a new life, and that was pretty exciting. It turned boring stuff into gold. She saw the place up ahead and it looked like Saf was already inside, waiting for them. Perfect.

They came into the restaurant, crossed it and sat down.

“Hey you two, have a good night?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Jared replied.

Veronica couldn’t help but smirk. “And a good morning, too.”

“I see,” Saf said. “Well, let’s order, then we can talk.”

“I’m fucking starving,” Veronica said, and she was. Her stomach felt like a black hole, rumbling regularly now. She ended up putting in an order for three sandwiches, two turkey and cheeses with everything and a meatball sub. The sex had left her drained and hungrier than usual. After ordering, she fixed her gaze on Saf.

“So, you look like you’ve got something you want to say,” she said.

“I do,” Saf replied. “I’ve found a dealership nearby, another space station about an hour’s flight from here. I spent most of last night browsing the ships and going over what they had available, whittling down our selections. I think the first thing we should really hammer out is this: how big do we want our crew to be?”

They all looked at each other. Veronica decided to go first. “I think we shouldn’t have more than six or seven, total,” she said.

“I was thinking something similar,” Saf said. They looked at Jared.

“Sounds great to me. I’ve run with a few different crews and everything seemed to go a lot smoother when there weren’t all that many people onboard.”

“Okay, perfect,” Saf said. “I’ve got a few ideas for people we can hit up, and then of course there’s the problem of supplies. A ship and a crew are going to require a lot. But first we really have to make a decision on a ship.”

Their food came then, and Veronica immediately began eating. Saf seemed to understand that she had lost Veronica’s attention, at least for the moment, and started consuming her own meal. They had gotten to know each other so well. As she ate, Veronica found herself thinking of last night. Jared was something special.

She tried to remember the last guy she’d met like him, someone who was cute and good in bed and wasn’t a jerk or intimidated by her, although she could tell that he was intimidated by her, he just didn’t let it stop him, which was really nice. That was an attractive quality. And he hadn’t even gotten around to eating her out yet.

Veronica felt pretty confident that he’d be willing to go down on her, and that he’d be good at it, too. Although damn, he was good with his hands.

But she’d just been way too impatient to do much more than basic foreplay. Of course, they now had a lot of time to explore each other, it’s not like there was a rush. Although Veronica had never been a very patient woman.

“I was thinking,” Jared said after he’d finished his own meal, “that I could sell off some of my stuff. I can’t imagine the rooms being all that large, and I’ve got some tools and spare parts that won’t be very useful on a spaceship, but might fetch a decent price in some of the shops around here. It’d help us have a stronger payment. Also...if we hung around a little bit longer, today and tomorrow, I’d more than likely be able to pick up a couple quick repair jobs.”

“That all sounds great,” Saf said. “We can help you sell that stuff off.”

“Perfect.”

Veronica couldn’t help but notice the way Saf was sneaking glances at him when she thought he wasn’t looking. It was cute, in a way. Saf was so...reserved, most of the time. She wasn’t too overt about almost anything, although Veronica knew that she thought Saf was as reserved as she was only because Veronica herself was so loud and outspoken and (if she was being totally honest) kind of obnoxious.

Although Saf could be seriously loud in bed.

After Veronica ate her three sandwiches, they sat around for a little while longer, letting the food settle and chatting a bit.

Then the combined tension and anxiousness to get this show on the road between them forced them into action.

They headed back to Jared’s apartment.

…

“Well, this is it,” Jared said, more to Saf than to Veronica, since she’d already seen his place before.

He let the two of them in and quickly began to run an appraising eye over his stuff. Yeah, there was definitely some stuff here he could sell off, and he’d gotten in good with a few of the buyers and sellers over the past year here. Although he’d never been very good at multitasking, Jared had thought ahead to send off a few messages to some of his regular customers who owned shops and businesses, asking for quick work while they’d been walking back.

He’d already gotten two responses.

“I like it,” Saf said.

“I said the same time,” Veronica replied.

“All right, I guess we should start-”

“Whoa! What happened to the bed?” Saf asked.

Jared chuckled. “Well, uh...Veronica got a little carried away,” he replied.

Veronica just smiled and crossed her arms, beaming a little bit, as if proud of the destruction. Saf turned to look at her. “I told you to be careful with him.”

“Hey, he’s still intact!” Veronica replied.

Jared laughed and left them to it.

He spent the next hour and a half sorting through his whole studio apartment. The ladies seemed surprisingly content to just relax and watch him work. The three of them chatted about missions from their past: the good ones, the bad ones, the weird ones. He didn’t have nearly as many interesting or crazy-ass stories to tell as the two of them did, especially Veronica. She’d pulled a hell of a lot of jobs during her year in Project Amazon.

While they talked, he sorted through all his crap. He didn’t think there was honestly that much, but apparently he had turned into a bit of a pack-rat, because it seemed like everywhere there could be stuff, there was stuff. Random odds and ends. He found tools and spare parts, clothes, old prescription pill bottles, packets of sauce, some shot glasses, a couple of tablets (he thought he’d lost the first one, so he’d bought another, then he’d lost that one and had finally gotten to just experiencing media superimposed over his retinas through his Link), a lighter, a little bag of weed, (so that’s where that had gotten to).

All sorts of shit.

In the end, he sorted everything into two piles: sell and don’t sell. The sell pile was a lot larger than the don’t sell, but that was mainly because of the broken bed. No way he was taking it now. “Okay, that’s all of it,” he said.

Honestly, he didn’t really want to take too much with him. This felt like an opportunity for a new start, and new starts were best entered lightly.

“I’m assuming you know the best way to sell all this?” Saf asked.

“Yeah, though honestly it’ll be better if we split up, since the markets for these things are not exactly in the same area,” he replied.

“That’ll be fine,” Veronica said. “Give me some stuff to sell, I’ll definitely get us a good deal. And you two can get some alone time together.”

“All right,” Jared said, moving over to one of a couple boxes he’d managed to fish out of his closet that he didn’t even know he’d still had, “you can take care of clothes and of the metal frame that you fucking demolished. There’s a metalworker onboard who takes pretty much anything metal. I’ve worked on his machinery a few times, so he’ll know to trust you. I’ll put his address and the address of a used clothing shop in your Link.”

“Perfect,” Veronica replied, going and beginning to gather up the pieces of the bed frame. Most of it was still intact, but she didn’t seem to have any trouble carrying the larger pieces. She stuffed all the clothes he wasn’t going to keep in with the smaller pieces of the broken frame in a box, then gathered it all up and headed for the door.

“You guys gonna be staying here tonight, or the hotel?” she asked.

“We could stay here,” Jared said, glancing at the mattress, which was still serviceable. Saf seemed ambivalent.

“I’m okay with that,” she replied.

“Great,” Veronica said. “I’ll get shitfaced and see if I can find someone to fuck at the hotel. Have fun you two.”

And then she was gone, out the door. They both watched her go, a moment of silence passing between them.

“She’s sure, uh...” Jared trailed off, not sure what Veronica was.

“Something else,” Saf finished for him. “She’s definitely something else. I love her, but sometimes she’s a bit of a handful. Between the two of us, are you going to be okay for, uh, action tonight? I’m sure she told you I want to sleep with you.”

“Yes, on both accounts,” Jared replied.

“And you’re okay with sleeping with me? I mean, I don’t want you to feel like you have to, just because you slept with Veronica.”

“Saf, I wholeheartedly want to sleep with you. I would consider it a fucking honor to have sex with you. Seriously.”

“Oh...” she laughed, sounding a little giddy, “well, that’s certainly good to know. I’m sure we’ll have fun tonight. But before we get there, let’s get this stuff sold and out of the way.”

“So you’re the responsible one of the duo, huh?” Jared replied, making her laugh again. That felt good, being able to make her laugh.

“Yeah, definitely.”

They gathered up what was left after Veronica had taken her share, mainly just parts and tools, also his two tablets, and a handful of other odds and ends that someone might like, and packed them into a box and a duffel-bag he’d also found in the closet.

Then they headed out.

…

The marketplace was busy.

In Jared’s experience, every space station of any importance had something like this: a collection of shops and stalls, selling and buying...well, pretty much anything. So long as it was legal. And if you wanted to buy something illegal, well, there were places to find those, too, if you knew where to look. He and Saf began moving among the stalls. At first, as they came to a couple of different electronics shops and haggled over prices, neither spoke. After they’d managed to sell off the pair of tablets for a hundred and fifty credits apiece, Jared tried to strike up a conversation.

“So, you said you and Veronica grew up next to each other. Do you remember how you actually met the first time?” he asked.

Saf shook her head. “No, I don’t, actually. My mom tells me that she and Veronica’s mom started arranging play-dates when we were like...six months old. So Veronica has always been in my life,” she replied.

“When did you first, uh, hook up?” he asked.

“When we were eighteen, fresh out of high school. We got our hands on some booze, got drunk and...Veronica came onto me. Like, heavily. One minute we were just laying in her bed, relaxing, not really saying anything, the next she was kissing me, like, hard, with a lot of tongue. And then one thing led to another...for the next decade and a half or so.” She looked at him suddenly. “So tell me about last night? How’d it really go? I haven’t had a chance to actually hear it from either of you.”

Jared laughed. “It was really, really good. We took a shower first and got each other off. Holy shit, she can seriously suck dick. Then we fucked on the bed.”

“How’d you do it?”

“I was standing, she was on her back. At least that first time. We did it like...three more times, maybe? In the night. I was pretty tired, she just kept waking me up for sex. Those times I know I got on top of her, in between those huge fucking legs of hers, and fucked her.”

“Aren’t her thighs wonderful?”

“Yes. Oh very much yes. And her ass. Then we decided to have morning sex and she rode me, and she got really into it, and that’s when the bed broke.”

“Well, I can’t promise we’ll break the bed, but I feel pretty confident that we’ll have a good time...have you ever had sex with a kai before?” she asked.

“I’ve never even seen a kai before you, Saf.”

“So it should be quite the experience for you. I’m curious, why are you...like you are? Ugh, sorry, there has to be a better way to put that. Why are into alien girls? Or at least very obviously non-normal women?” she asked.

“I’ve thought about that a lot and I don’t really know. Alien girls just do it for me in a way that human girls don’t. I stopped trying to think about it after awhile. I mean, ultimately, what difference does it make? But it’s been this way for as long as I can remember.”

“When did you first make it with one?” Saf asked. He saw she was really interested in this conversation.

“It was a xenian girl. I was eighteen, senior at high school. Well, a xenian woman. She was a hooker. I mean, I had money, I was of age, it was all legal. I was still really scared though. Especially that first time. I almost didn’t do it.”

“How’d it go? What happened?”

He grinned and realized they’d stopped. He took her off to the side, to a bench in front of a window, overlooking the planet. They sat down, obviously they weren’t going to be selling anything while he was telling this story.

“I’d looked her up online and realized that she wasn’t all that far away from me. She was just this woman in her mid twenties who worked out of her apartment. Her name was Emma. Or that’s what she called herself, anyway. She was beautiful: tall for a xenian, busty, redheaded, and those glowing pink eyes. I contacted her over the net, set up a meeting on a weekend, paid her for a full day. Man, that was expensive, but I’d been saving up. And...oh my God, we fucked like six times. It was just...I was in love, addicted, blown away, totally gone. We started fooling around in her bed, she had this huge bed with all pink sheets and stuff, and I swear I spent like twenty minutes just sucking on her huge tits,” he said, laughing.

He glanced over, Saf was definitely really into this. He wondered if she was kind of getting off on it. Well, that was cool.

“So then what happened?” she asked.

“I had her give me head and, man, I think I lasted like fifteen seconds before I started coming in her mouth. But she didn’t give me shit for it. After she washed up, I was still fucking hard as hell and ready to go and I all but jumped on her when she laid down on her back and got her legs spread open. I fucked the shit out of her, but again, I mean, it was my first time, I’d never found a girl in my high school to go with me, let alone to fuck me, so I blew off in like...I dunno, I want to say two minutes, but it was more like forty five seconds.

“And then we just kept fucking. It was like I was getting it all out, years and years of sexual frustration. She was great. In between, we just kind of hung out and talked about stuff. She was really sweet. Luckily, I caught myself before I became addicted, like, seriously addicted, although I’d have to say that I blew thousands of credits on her. I was working my ass off after school to save up. I usually saw her once a week, though more often than not it was just an hour long session. We got close, I think, but we never stopped the business aspect of the relationship.”

“What ended up happening? I mean, obviously the relationship ended at some point.”

“Yeah...I’d say after about six months, my parents were getting suspicious and there were questions I couldn’t really answer, so I had to give her up. I mean, it’s weird enough to explain to your parents that you’re sleeping with a hooker four or five times a month, it’s something else entirely to tell them it’s an alien hooker. I mean, my parents...they just wouldn’t get it. Not at all. So I had to break it off with her. Before me and my friend left to become mercs, I came to see her one more time, bought two whole days with her and we had a great time, then I shipped out and...well, I mentioned earlier that there was another xenian girl.”

“Another redhead,” Saf said.

He chuckled slightly. “Yeah, I’m a sucker for them,” he said, looking over at her.

“Well, you get to prove that tonight,” she replied, flicking a few strands of her hair. “Come on, I’m all fucking hot and bothered now. Let’s wrap this up.”

Jared nodded and they stood up. He could see that she was. He wondered if maybe they might be fucking sooner instead of later on tonight.

It took about another hour to sell off the rest of the gear he had on him. In the end, they managed to come away with quite a haul. Combined with the credits Veronica had gotten, which she had reported to him over his Link, they’d cleared nearly a thousand credits. From there, Jared had to go take care of a job he’d managed to pick up running down a glitch in the computer system of a store that sold spare computer parts. He’d gotten to know the owner since that store was the one he’d tended to order parts from.

Saf seemed a little frustrated.

“How long do you think it’s gonna take?” she asked.

“I’m not sure, depends on the glitch. But I’m usually pretty good at stuff like this, so probably not much more than an hour,” he replied.

“What kind of payment are you getting?”

“He’s going to give me three hundred to do it, since I’m doing it now and fast and he trusts me to do it right,” Jared replied.

“Fair enough.”

They walked over to the shop and met with the owner. Jared could sense that Saf was becoming more restless, she was getting kind of fidgety, and he had to admit, he was getting there himself. She kept brushing up against him and walking really close to him and giving him these lingering looks. They both wanted to fuck, and really bad.

He made himself focus as he sat down to his task. The good news, it turned out, was that it only took about half an hour, the bad news was that as he was finishing the task up, a second call came in and asked him to come over and take a look at their air conditioning unit. Jared finished up this current job, got the payment from the owner, chatted with him briefly about where he was going and why he was suddenly leaving, then headed out.

“Are we done?” Saf asked.

“Not yet. I just got another job offer, so that’s where we need to go next,” Jared replied.

Saf sighed heavily and then suddenly looked around. “Okay, I can’t take this anymore.” She took his hand and started leading him away. “Come on, we’ll just have a quickie in there.” He saw that there was a public restroom.

Well, he supposed it could work. The bathrooms they had on the station were all individual rooms, each its own self-contained, private area with a toilet and sink. And Saf didn’t really seem like she’d take no for an answer right now. Not that he wanted to tell her no. He already felt stiff as a board at the thought of having sex with her, the thought of seeing her naked and touching her and kissing her…

They came to the bathroom and Saf yanked him through the door. They came to a hallway filled with doors that led to individual bathrooms. She found the first one that was unoccupied, opened the door and pulled him inside. Jared barely managed to get the door closed and locked before Saf had him up against the wall, kissing him hard on the mouth, shoving her tongue in. Searching, probing, demanding attention from his own tongue. He gave it quickly, twisting and twining them together, taking her taste in.

She tasted like something utterly strange, something he had never smelled or tasted before in his whole life, that was both at once dark and murky, and also light and sweet. It was intoxicating and wonderful.

Jared’s hands worked furiously, trying to get the t-shirt she was wearing off. She helped him out, pulling the shirt up and breaking contact with his lips for the most minimum time possible to get the shirt off, then she was kissing him hard again. Jared got a hand up under the sports bra she was wearing and felt a groan escape his throat as he got a big, warm, wonderful handful of one of her breasts. Saf definitely had big, awesome tits. She kept kissing him and he could hear her breathing heavily through her nose, as he was, but now she was guiding him away from the wall, across the room and then over to the toilet.

He grunted as she sat him down heavily on the lid.

“Get your fucking cock out,” she said as she stepped back, her voice heavy and demanding. Again, he didn’t see any reason to tell her no. He undid his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped. As he did this, Saf quickly dropped her shorts and panties while kicking off her shoes. As he dug himself out of his boxers, she stood before him, wearing only socks and a sports bra. He took in her at a glance before she got moving again.

She definitely had that same kind of build that Veronica did: fit yet fucking curvy. Her smooth pussy sat between her thick thighs and the smooth curve of her wonderfully broad hips. And fuck was she tall, towering over him.

Saf dropped to her knees in front of him. She seemed almost...feral, now. Like she needed to fuck or something. He understood how that felt and he was ready and willing to oblige her as much as he possibly could.

Jared groaned as she took his cock into her mouth. The flood of hot, wet pleasure took him a little by surprise and the force with which she sucked him off was a little startling, too. She bobbed her head rapidly and he could tell this wasn’t so much foreplay as it was just a quick and dirty job of getting him lubed up right.

Sure enough, about fifteen seconds later she took his dick out of her mouth and straightened back up. It was coated in a thick layer of her alien saliva. She got up against him, settling down in his lap and taking his dick up into her. Both of them groaned as he slid into her. Once he was all the way inside, Jared reached up and messed with her bra, eventually getting it up, freeing her big, beautiful blue breasts.

He started groping them as she began to bounce on his dick, riding him hard and fast the way Veronica had done this morning.

“Oh yes, yes, fuck!” she growled, grabbing the back of the toilet behind him for support as she went up and down. Inside, she was hot and wet and perfect, she was so tight that it was almost like suction on his cock each time she pulled up.

“Oh my God...oh Saf,” he moaned, not seeing much of anything but a wall of her light blue skin, she was so close to him, riding him furiously.

“Come on, give me that fucking dick,” she growled.

He gave it to her as much as he could, but really, she was just taking it from him. She kept rocking him as she rode him and he had to fight a little to stay on the toilet. And then, just like that, suddenly, she got up off of him.

“Take your clothes off,” she said. “I’m going to make a mess and it’s a lot easier to clean up skin than it is clothes.”

“Okay,” he replied, hastily getting naked. She stood there, waiting impatiently, her eyes glowing with fiery lust. Once he was done, he sat back down and she turned around, showing him her big, blue, well-maintained ass.

She sat down in his lap, slipping his cock back into her pussy with a practiced ease, and started riding him again, resting her hands on her knees. Jared groaned again, louder this time, and sat back, letting her work his dick, staring at her thick, well-padded ass and at his cock disappearing into her pussy over and over again.

“That’s it,” she whispered. “That’s fucking it...come on...oh fuck!” she groaned and then, just like that, she was coming.

Jared felt something twitch inside of her and then it was a lot hotter and wetter as her pussy released a spray of sex juices into his lap. She moaned loudly, groaning Yes! Yes! Yes! repeatedly in desperate pleasure. He settled his hands on her broad hips and prepared to ask her if he had her permission to fill her pussy up with his seed, but then it started happening before he could even get the words out and he was thrust into another world of sexual rapture. He grunted as his cock began spitting out his seed into Saf and the thought that he was really doing this, that he was shooting his load into the unprotected pussy of an incredibly beautiful alien girl, and not just any alien girl but a kai for fuck’s sake, an actual kai, hit him.

It only made him shoot his load harder.

He grunted and groaned, grabbing her hips and pulling her down onto him harder and tighter, and he could feel her grinding her big blue ass against his lap, moaning her way through her own powerful orgasm.

When it was over and both of them came back to themselves, they were panting and sweaty and a little shaky.

Slowly, Saf stood up and he slid out of her. For a moment, neither of them spoke as they started to clean themselves up using whatever they could find.

“I’m sorry,” she said eventually.

“What?” he replied, genuinely confused. “For what?”

“I was kind of rough, I didn’t mean to be. I just...” she hesitated.

Jared had just finished getting the last of her sex juices off of him. He bent to grab his boxers and started to pull them on. “You just what?” he asked.

“It’s personal,” she muttered finally.

“Well, we just fucked in a bathroom and I’m dropping a shitload of credits on a ship for the three of us. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to use that against you or anything. If you don’t want to tell me anything, I’ll respect that, but I’m just saying, I’ll listen and I won’t judge you or tell anyone else your secrets.”

Saf stood there before him, almost totally naked, staring at him, only her socks and her sports bra on, and barely on at that, her huge tits out, not as distracting as before he’d blown his load, but definitely still beautiful and distracting to a certain degree.

“I guess you’re right,” she murmured. She pulled her sports bra down over her breasts and finished washing her inner thighs off. “I told you I grew up mostly among humans. I’ve been living in a kind of...purgatory, I guess, in society. It’s like...whenever I see someone talking about my kind on the net, it’s always like they lust after us so much. Guys talking about how they’d do fucking anything to sleep with a kai, and I don’t mind that at all. I mean, as long as there’s respect there, I’m okay with just sex. The problem comes in when I figured out that most of them were lying. Or, I mean, it sure as hell seems that way. It’s hard for me to find a human guy to fuck me. Honestly, it’s hard to find any guy to fuck me, from any race, because kai are so rare, they get like, intimidated or something, I don’t know. And then, of course, because kai are so rare, it’s hard to find any guys or girls from my own race to sleep with, too. Obviously, I’m lucky to have Veronica, and I love her, but it’s just kind of frustrating and when we started fucking I...”

She hesitated again. “I guess I kind of took some of that out on you. So I’m sorry.”

By this point, both of them were relatively clean and dressed again. Jared stepped forward and wrapped her in a hug. “I accept your apology, and it’s fine. I had a great time,” he replied. He didn’t think she needed to apologize, but one of the things he’d learned in life was that it was better to just accept someone’s apology rather than try to convince them that they didn’t need to apologize in the first place.

Saf hugged him back, lightly at first, as if she was surprised by the action, then harder when she became more comfortable with it.

“Thanks,” she said. She released him. “That was fun though, right?”

“Extremely,” he replied.

She grinned. “Good. After we’re done with all this crap, we can head back to your place and take it a little slower and I can really show you my skills.”

“That sounds fantastic, and I can show you mine. I never got a chance to eat Veronica out because she was too impatient for the sex.”

“She is like that,” Saf said.

They left the bathroom and got back to work.

…

It took another five hours, but the good news was that Jared managed to clear another two grand. He and Saf had run all over the place as several of the businesses Jared had worked with over the past year suddenly realized he was having a going out of business sale. It was very likely that they’d been having these problems that weren’t quite serious but weren’t small, either, but they’d been putting them off.

And suddenly they realized they could put them off no longer.

So they called him in, because they trusted him, and they offered him extra credits to do it right here, right now.

And they’d all looked at him kind of funny, because he was with Saf, and it had become clear from their body language that they were kind of close. They moved a lot easier around each other and even held hands after their frantic fuck session in the bathroom. They made it back to his apartment eventually and contacted Veronica, who was well into her way drinking and hitting on guys. Saf warned her not to drink away too much cash and Veronica gave her what was probably a common response of: don’t worry about it.

Although it seemed like right now the only thing Saf was worrying about was sex.

Jared was right there with her. He had tasted her and had her once already, and now that he actually knew what that was like, how good it was, he wanted more. A lot more. As soon as they were in the apartment and the door was closed and locked, sealing them in, protecting them from the outside world and encapsulating them in their own universe, they began kissing again. It wasn’t quite as hectic or powerful as that first time, but both of them were clearly into it and had grown a bit restless for sex in the past few hours.

They made their way over to the bed first, then, after a couple seconds consideration, over to the bathroom instead.

“We need a shower first,” Jared said.

Saf nodded in agreement and they started stripping. He wasn’t sure how she felt, but he felt kind of grimy. All the running around and the sex had made him sweaty and he’d honestly feel guilty if he let Saf put his cock in her mouth without washing up first. So they stripped and got into his large shower.

Once they were nude and beneath the crystal clear, hot waterfall, their bodies met once more and they resumed kissing. Saf felt wonderful, even better in the shower. Her skin was silky smooth and hot, flawless and soft. He let his hands run over her long, luxurious body, groping her large, light blue breasts, feeling her pink nipples press into his palms, then around to her back, sliding down it, settling his grasp on her big, well-padded ass. He felt her long-fingered hands exploring his own body, touching him all over.

At some point, Saf seemed to decide it was time for the next part. She grabbed a washrag and got down on her knees, then she began to wash his cock, rubbing it all gently, carefully, stimulating him immensely.

He stared down at her as she looked up at him with her strangely angled face and her wet vibrant red hair and her bright pink eyes and thought that his initial assessment was right: she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

And right now she was his.

She almost seemed to read his thoughts, or maybe there was something in his gaze, because that was when she smiled up at him, a smile that spoke of lust, but also of kindness and a kind of connection, and then she set the washrag aside, opened her mouth and took his cock into it. He let out a low, long groan as the pleasure hit him and settled his hand on top of her head.

“Oh, fuck, Saf,” he groaned. “That’s so good. You’re so fucking good at this.”

She spit a huge gob of saliva onto the head of his dick and made a first around it, briefly taking it out of her mouth. She started pumping her fist smoothly over it, sending fresh, powerful waves of intense pleasure into him.

“I’ll be your good girl tonight,” she said. “I’ll be your whore tonight, Jared.”

Then she put it back in her mouth and resumed sucking with a renewed intensity. He groaned, her words as intoxicating and blissful as her cocksucking, and he only lasted about another thirty seconds before he was blowing off in her mouth. Saf took it all in stride. At that point she was working his shaft with her hand, too, her strong fingers doing a fantastic job. When he started to come, she just kept on sucking, though she brought her other hand up, gently took his balls in her grasp and started to massage them, as if trying to pump every last drop out of him.

Jared moaned loudly as his cock kicked and jerked and twitched, each spasm releasing a fresh load into her willing mouth. He looked down at saw her red lips positioned just beyond the head of his dick, which was completely inside her mouth, emptying its stringy white load. He saw her blue fingers working, gently jacking him off, getting it all out. She had her eyes closed, like she was concentrating on the task at hand.

Jared let out one more cry of pleasure as the final burst of his orgasm hit him and then he was finished, sagging against the white tiled wall next to him. Saf kept sucking for about another four seconds, then she released him, standing, turning and collecting some of the falling water into her mouth. She gargled and spat, then turned and favored him with a beautiful smile.

“There, how was that?” she asked.

“Hopefully anywhere near as good as what you’re going to feel,” he replied. He straightened up and regained control of himself. “Here,” he said, “up against the wall and I’ll do you.”

“Yes, sir,” she replied with a grin.

She got up against the wall and spread her legs for him. It was a good thing she was so tall, he thought as he got down on his knees. Her pussy loomed above him, a light blue slit set in blue skin. He was also glad that both of these girls seemed to keep the area clear of hair. He preferred it that way. Not that he’d complain if they didn’t. Reaching up, Jared spread the lips of her pussy and set to work. He leaned in, touching his tongue to the small, light pink nub of her clit, and started to massage it. A low, sensual moan of calm, sexual bliss came from somewhere above him.

So far, so good.

He kept going.

Jared had picked up at least some skill eating pussy over the past half decade. He began using his tongue a bit more, going a bit faster and harder, slowly building the pressure and speed as he pleasured her, eliciting louder sounds from her.

“Oh, Jared, oh yes, oh yes!” she moaned.

Then she cried out as he slipped a finger up into her. He loved the feeling of her within, the wonderful wet slickness and the heat of her.

“Mmm...yes...” she whispered as he started fucking her with his finger and licking her clit repeatedly, lapping at it over and over.

“I’m gonna-I’m gonna-oh yes I’m coming!” she screamed.

He kept fingering her and pleasuring her as she started to come, and he felt a hot release of feminine juices escape her pussy and spray his hand and fingers. He continued pleasuring her through the orgasm until she reached down and made him stop, then she sagged against the wall, panting and moaning as the climax ran its course. He stood back up and watched her wonderful body as she finished coming.

“Oh wow,” she said quietly once it was over.

“That was good, huh?” he asked, grinning, trying not to feel too satisfied with himself but...fuck, he’d just given what seemed to be a great orgasm to a fucking beautiful kai.

“Yes,” she replied. She grinned at him. “I think I’m keeping you.”

“Awesome,” he said. “I’d be happy to be kept.”

She laughed. “You’re something else...come on, let’s finish up. I’m still horny.”

They finished washing up, stopped the shower and dried off. After that, they headed into the noticeably emptier room and laid down on the mattress, which was now lying flat on the carpeted floor of his apartment.

It didn’t take long before they started fooling around again.

Jared was surprised to find that he was horny as fuck again. He wasn’t sure where all this stamina and endurance was coming from. He knew it couldn’t last, he was going to need a serious break at some point in the very near future, but for now, he was happy to enjoy the situation. They were kissing again, and moving against each other beneath the blankets, (Jared tended to pull blankets on top of himself during lovemaking, he was never quite sure why), their hands wandering once more. It wasn’t long before Saf pulled him on top of her.

She spread her long legs.

“Get in,” she said softly, their lips barely more than an inch apart, staring directly into each others’ eyes.

Jared guided himself inside of her and felt a sound of pure pleasure escape him. He slid himself in and out of her, going a little deeper each time until he was buried completely within her. She moaned each time he pushed deeper.

Inside, she felt just as perfect as before. But this time it was slower and more intimate. Saf moaned softly as she pushed against him, moving her hips against his own, pushing him in even deeper within her. He leaned down and kissed her, loving everything about this moment. The feel of her soft, warm skin against his, of the closeness and intimacy of their lovemaking in his dim apartment beneath the blankets.

He loved the way she looked directly into his eyes, the sounds she was making, the way she moved against him, how enthusiastic about and into the sex she seemed. She continued moaning and writhing against him, her moans building in pitch until, quite unexpectedly, she began to come again. Jared groaned in pleasure as he felt her get much hotter and wetter inside. She must have been even more into the sex than he thought. She grabbed at him and held him close as she came, her powerful hips pushing against him.

Jared let himself go, fucking her faster and harder, pumping his cock rapidly in and out of her wonderful, alien pussy until he started coming, too. Red hot sexual wonder spread through him in waves, lapping at the shores of his consciousness as he ejected another load of his seed into Saf, loving that he was filling her up, that they were coming in unison together, both of them lost in their own worlds, moaning and writhing in pure pleasure.

When it was over and they were both finished, Jared felt an immense, powerful wave of tiredness wash over him.

He yawned as he pulled out of her and rolled over onto his side.

“Holy shit, I’m tired,” he muttered. He’d planned on getting another shower in after this, but suddenly he felt too exhausted to even get up and turned off the light.

“You’ve had a full couple of days,” Saf replied, smiling at him. She gave him a kiss. “We’ll sleep,” she said. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Saf. I’m really glad we’re partners now.”

She laughed. “Me too.”

She rolled over, facing away from him, inviting him closer. He slid up against her, threw an arm over her and immediately fell asleep.

…

“So are we sure this is the one we want?” Saf asked.

“Yes,” Veronica replied immediately.

Jared stared through the windows of the space station they were standing in. It was about noon the day after he and Saf had hooked up. After waking up, they’d decided it was high time to head out and check out a few ships. There was still stuff to do, but it could wait, at least for a little bit. Veronica had been getting antsy.

On the way over, they’d whittled it down to three different ships that were supposed to be available in the shipyard, though the details were a bit sketchy. The first one had been sold that very day. The second one had been far too much of a fixer-uper. But the third one they had all kind of fallen in love with right away.

It wasn’t too big or too battered. It was an older model, so it was cheaper, and it did have some damage, so that cheapened it even more. But it ran, it would suit their chosen career path, had enough room for ten crew members, including a captain’s quarters that was big enough for Veronica to comfortable occupy, and it still had beds and a bit of furniture in it. Perhaps best of all was the name of the ship, painted across the side in bright blue paint.

VALKYRIE

“Well, let’s go claim her,” Saf said.

Jared followed after the two women towards the main office, feeling good about the situation. They had their ship.

It felt like the first step on a long, great road.

CHAPTER 04

They decided to stay on the ship that night.

Somehow, it just felt right.

They had to drop twenty thousand credits as a down payment, and that was considered the most minimum they could put as a down payment, which meant they got a shitty interest rate, but none of them cared. They’d make it work. All three of them had had years of experience making shit like this work.

After putting in the down payment, they’d used up almost all of the rest of their money fueling it up. Jared felt lucky that the place at least gave it a safety inspection pass before selling it...whether or not it was legitimately safe was a different story altogether, but the scan he’d had the ship run on all its major components once they got onboard had come back mostly solid. It was at least good enough to run under its own power, so they took it back to the first space station and rented out a dock, which took basically the last of their money.

They spend the rest of the day moving stuff onto the ship from Jared’s apartment, not that there was all that much stuff left. In the end, after hauling it through the space station with a rented anti-gravity unit, Jared, Saf, and Veronica hauled his big desk, (which was shaped like an L), his computer rig, a duffel-bag of clothing and two boxes of spare parts, tools and a couple other random things, up to his room in the Valkyrie.

By the time they got it all in his room, Jared was tired.

Details were beginning to slip by him and he was starting to think about bed. It had ended up being a long day, and there were more long days ahead.

“Okay,” Veronica said. “That’s it, we’re done moving shit for tonight.” It was more of a statement than a question.

“Yep,” Jared replied, he yawned. “I’m done for the day.”

“No you aren’t,” Saf said. He looked over at her and realized that both her and Veronica were staring at him intently.

“Oh?” he replied.

“Oh indeed. Wash up,” Veronica replied. “Then report to my room immediately. We’ve got a bit of surprise for you.”

He felt a grin spreading across his face and some of his tiredness was pushed away at the thought of receiving a surprise from both of these wonderful women.

“You got it,” he said.

Veronica smiled that smile she wore when she was really horny and she was absolutely intent on getting satisfied.

Saf’s smile was subtler, but he could definitely see the sexual power lurking beneath it. They walked out of the room and closed the door. He stood there by himself for a moment, deep in thought. What had he gotten himself into, exactly? It wasn’t a worried thought. Clearly, whatever it is, it was awesome, but these two were a bit more intense than any of the other ladies he’d slept with. They had powerful personalities.

He wondered if it was going to be a problem. He didn’t mind women running things in bed, but he also knew that there was a difference between who led during sex and actual domination. He didn’t have anything against it, but he just wasn’t the submissive type. If anything, the few experiments he’d done with dominating some of the women he’d been with seemed to suggest quite the opposite. Well, so far, they seemed pretty cool about everything, but the beginnings of sexual relationships tended to be about exploration, testing the waters, feeling things out. Was this okay? How about this? Figuring shit out about your partner.

All things considered, Jared like the idea of exploring with these two. He also wondered about whoever else they might be hiring.

Hopefully there were more hot, sexy alien babes into casual sex with him.

Jared stripped down and headed for the shower. As he got in and started washing up, he found his thoughts drifting to the days ahead. There was a lot they’d need to do. As luck would have it, word was still spreading that he was leaving the station, and he’d received a dozen requests, all which would add up to another couple thousand credits or so. And honestly, they needed the credits. Technically, the ship would run, but he needed to fix some shit before they headed out. He could find the parts and tools, and he could do it himself, but it required money.

Then, of course, they needed money for guns, bullets, medical supplies, all sorts of crap. So yeah, lots of long days ahead.

Jared finished soaping and washing, then killed the water and quickly dried off. He felt his tiredness slipping away even further. It had actually been kind of hard to concentrate all day. As much as he needed a break from all the sex he’d been having with the two of them in such a short amount of time, he was getting horny as fuck again.

As soon as he was dried off, Jared looked around for clothes, then ultimately just grabbed some boxers and pulled them off, as well as some socks, because the floors in the hallway were bare metal and cold, and they’d have to fix that at some point. Thus clad in the bare minimum, he stepped out of his new bedroom and moved down the corridor in the dorms section of the ship. There was a stairway at one of it, the way he was heading now, and it led up to the ‘captain’s quarters’, which he wasn’t sure if Veronica was their captain.

They’d already decided she would be the pilot, since she was the best at piloting among them. He thought that Saf would make a better boss, but he kind of hoped they wouldn’t need a boss. One thing he’d determined was that, at the end of the day, bosses were people who you blamed if something went wrong. Or, they were people who made decisions because everyone else was either indecisive or just didn’t want the responsibility of making decisions. Which he supposed he understood. He didn’t really want that responsibility.

But maybe it was time to change that mentality.

Jared climbed the stairs and walked through the open door, looking around. Veronica’s room was about twice the size of his own cabin, and the other cabins, which was fair, given how huge Veronica was and how much more space her furniture would take up. The girls were just coming out of the bathroom, both of them totally naked, looking refreshed and eager and horny.

“So, what’s the surprise?” he asked.

Saf crossed the room to a bag on the floor. She crouched down and rooted around in it. “We’re going to have a threesome,” she said. “Specifically, Jared, you and I are going to double stuff Veronica. And you can have her ass.”

“Wow...that sounds fucking awesome,” Jared said.

“I figured you’d be interested,” Veronica said. “And, for the moment at least, all we could afford was one of the basic strap-on models.” As she said this, Saf came up out of the bag with a blue strap-on and a bottle of lube. She set both of these down on the nightstand next to the enormous bed that took up a noticeable portion of Veronica’s room.

“But before we get to the double penetration, let’s just fool around a little,” Saf said.

Both Jared and Veronica agreed happily, and climbed onto the bed. Saf joined them. Since it seemed that Veronica was to be the center of this threesome, she laid down in the middle of the bed. Jared laid a hand on one huge, pale breast and began to gently knead it as he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. They were full, wet, and hot, feeling wonderful as she kissed him back, hard, and shoved her tongue into his mouth. They made out passionately, twining tongues, swapping spit, until Saf intervened.

Wanting her turn, she gently but firmly pulled Veronica’s face towards hers and kissed her deeply. Veronica let out a small moan and closed her eyes. Jared watched, fascinated. Since he’d first seen these two, he’d had fantasies about them doing things to each other, kissing and groping and licking and fucking.

And now it was really happening, right in front of him.

He suddenly had the urge to lick Veronica’s beautiful, pink nipple, so he did, lowering his head and dragging his tongue across it. He felt her shudder in reaction and a small noise of pleasured joy sounded somewhere deep in her throat. Jared glanced up and saw Saf breaking away from the kiss. She was looking down at him, and she seemed to like what he was doing. Moving down the length of Veronica’s huge body, she positioned her face above her other huge breast and took Veronica’s nipple into her mouth.

Jared did the same. They both started sucking on her huge tits.

“Oh holy fuck!” Veronica moaned. “You two are fucking fantastic.”

They kept sucking on her large, wonderful breasts, pausing to lick across her nipples, then across the bright pale skin, causing her to moan more. Then Saf reached down in between those enormous, athletic thighs and began pleasuring her even more. Veronica moaned even louder as her best friend began to finger her vigorously.

Soon, Jared found himself moving back up to her mouth, kissing her hard, wrestling tongues again. Saf moved to her other end. Veronica spread her long legs and they both watched as Saf got in between her legs and set to work. Jared split his attention between making out with Veronica and watching Saf work, because watching one woman eat out another was fucking awesome. Saf had her lips spread and was really licking her clit, eating her out like crazy.

“Oh, Saf! Saf, yes!” Veronica screamed in passionate, intense pleasure. There was absolutely no reason to hold back now, it was just the three of them, they could be as loud as they wanted. “OhfuckSafI’mgoingtocome!” Veronica shrieked incoherently.

Then she was coming.

Jared watched as her body jiggled and twitched and writhed as the orgasm overtook her. Her huge tits bounced wonderfully as her body bucked. Saf pulled back, grinning, wiping her mouth on the back of her arm, staring at the orgasm she had created. Jared could feel his own erection throb with tense anticipation, more turned on than he’d been so far, which was saying something. Veronica moaned and shouted her way through her orgasm, and as it died off, she was left gasping for breath, collapsing against the bed.

“Holy. Fuck,” she whispered. “That was a hardcore orgasm.”

“I want a similar one,” Saf said. She looked over at Jared. “Don’t worry, I know you’re going to get one.” She reached over and snagged the lube, then tossed it his way. “Lube up, cutie. Time to fuck this girl up the ass.”

“Here, I can help with that,” Veronica said, sitting up and holding out her hand.

Jared passed her the lube. While she squeezed some out into her fist and then began massaging his stiff cock with it, sending hot waves of pleasure through him, Saf grabbed the strap-on, rolled onto her back, brought her legs up into the air and pulled it on like a woman trying to get into a particularly tight pair of pants.

“There you go, enjoy yourself,” Veronica said, a sultry smile on her face, her voice low and seductive.

“How do we wanna do this?” Jared asked.

“Well, since I’ve done most of the work so far, how about I lay on my back and Veronica can ride this fake dick herself,” Saf said. “And you can get her from behind.”

“Okay,” Veronica said, and Jared nodded.

Saf got on her back and basically disappeared beneath Veronica as she got into position. Jared watched this happen, and ended up staring at Veronica’s enormous ass. She raised it as she got the strap-on into her.

“Well?” she asked, looking back at him over her shoulder.

Jared quickly got into position. It had been awhile since he’d enjoyed anal. He carefully guided his slick, steel hard cock up her wonderful, fat ass. He heard her moan as he penetrated her and started working his way slowly inside, pushing forward, up into her, repeatedly, a little deeper each time. Within a few seconds, he was all the way in, completely buried up her ass.

“Oh yes...” Veronica moaned.

It took them a little bit to get the rhythm right, as Veronica was also riding the fake dick, but once they got it going, it was really, really good for Veronica and Jared. Both of them groaned in pleasure. Veronica was getting both of her holes fucked at once and she seemed to be seriously enjoying it. Jared had forgotten just how fucking good anal felt, the tightness of it, the way it sent shots of red hot bliss spiraling through his body.

And Veronica was just fantastic.

He settled his hands on her huge, broad hips, staring down at her fat, pale, extremely shapely ass as he fucked her up it, watching his cock disappear over and over again. He started going harder and listened to the sound of their skin slapping together. The drag on his cock was incredible. Jared began to go faster, feeling the bliss burning through him, building towards his orgasm. Within about ten seconds it was overwhelming him and he stopped holding out against it. He stared to come up Veronica’s enormous ass.

It was pure pleasure, like a drug, hitting him, blowing him away, ripping his senses out from under him and leaving him only with absolute bliss. Jared cried out in shocked pleasure as his dick kicked hard inside of the tight confines of Veronica’s ass, shooting his load up it one, hard contraction at a time, emptying himself into her, draining himself, going and going and going until there was nothing left and he was just dry-kicking.

When it was over, he let out a long moan and pulled out of her, then fell back onto the bed, getting his breath back.

“You doing okay back there?” Veronica asked.

“Yep,” he replied.

“Okay, I wanna get fucked now,” Saf said, and Veronica got off of her.

“Yes, ma’am,” the Amazonian replied.

As Jared laid there and watched her get to work on Saf, he thought that this was one hell of a way to break in the new ship.

…

Jared slowly put his tools away.

He could feel the tiredness washing over him and was immensely grateful that he was actually finished. He was finished because he wasn’t going to take anymore jobs, at least not today, and probably not at all here, on this station. Because it was time to leave. As he finished putting the last of his tools away in his kit, he snapped it closed and stood up. Activating his Link, he checked the time, and found it just past midnight.

Jeez, what a long day.

Jared activated the air conditioning unit, bringing its power online, and then checked it over. It worked, just like it was supposed to. Perfect. He moved back through the restaurant, which was closed by now, but the owner had stayed behind to let him in, (and probably to make sure he didn’t steal anything, trust only went so far).

“I feel that AC,” the owner said as Jared came into the main part of the store.

“It’s fixed,” he confirmed.

“Perfect. Thank you very much.”

“Happy to,” Jared murmured.

The owner had him sign off on the work order, then transferred the credits to his account. Jared thanked the man, then left the store. The ladies were already waiting for him back at the ship. They both had at least basic technical training, Saf more than Veronica, so they’d spend most of the day making minor repairs and patches while he ran all over the station, tending to the huge amount of jobs that had suddenly cropped up.

It had been two days since they’d purchased the Valkyrie.

Or, since they’d put a down payment on it.

After legally purchasing the ship, they’d flown it back to the original space station and bought some time at a dock. That, combined with fueling it, had essentially drained them dry. After moving Jared’s stuff onto the ship, the three of them had ‘broken it in’, which had been awesome, and then he’d passed out.

The two days that followed, the second of which was just now ending, had been essentially packed, wall-to-wall, with job opportunities. Jared was both thrilled and frustrated at this. He was thrilled because this meant a sudden influx of credits, which they honestly needed, but he was frustrated because it was overworking him, and keeping him away from their new ship...and his new shipmates.

Veronica and Saf had awoken in him a sexual appetite and energy that he had all but forgotten. This last year had been so sedate, so routine and regular and...safe, he supposed, that he had settled into a lifestyle that reflected as such. And apparently his sex drive had dipped accordingly. Thinking back over the past year, he realized that it was true. During that first year or two as a merc, he’d gone into a kind of overdrive. Although he hadn’t ended up having all that many sexual partners, those he did run into, (almost exclusively alien women), he’d slept with them a lot. Like, a lot. Since they tended to have very active sex drives, too.

But while he was living on the space station, he’d average maybe...four encounters a month? Sometimes less. He still thought that was a lot compared to how fucking shitty his high school track record in sex had been, but it was noticeably slower. And, looking back on it further, he realized that he just hadn’t been all that horny.

The past few days, on the other hand?

Holy shit, he was horny in the same way he’d been horny when he’d hit puberty. He wanted to fuck all the time. And luckily, Veronica and Saf were willing to accommodate. He felt extremely thankful for this fact.

Jared realized that he was nearing the ship. Their ship. His new home. He made his way through the airlock, still clutching his toolkit. As he stepped into the little room beyond the airlock, he felt some of the sleepiness fall away. He still felt like he needed a shower, though. Moving across the little reception area, he stepped into a kind of crossroads in the ship. One corridor led back to the engines, a medical bay, and a storage area. A doorway ahead of him led him to another hallway that made up the dormitory area. The way to his left led to the bridge, the kitchen, and a few other empty rooms, one of which was going to be turned into a party room, another was going to be an armory and another one would be a training area.

Jared was planning on turning one of the empty bedrooms into his workshop.

He made straight for the living quarters. He needed a shower. It had been a really, really long day. As he stepped into the dorm hallway, he saw that Saf was just coming down from Veronica’s bedroom at the end of the hall.

“Hey,” she said, “how’d it go?”

“Great,” he replied, making for his bedroom. “I got all the damned work done. All of it. We’ve still got a little ways to go before we can leave the docking bay, since we’ve still got some shit to do. But we should at least have the money to get most of it done now.”

Saf came up to him and gave him a firm kiss on the mouth.

“I wanted to thank you,” she said after the kiss. Jeez, kissing her...it almost felt like there was an electric pop inside of him. “I know it hasn’t been easy...you gonna take a shower?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he replied.

“Let me join you, and I’ll thank you a bit more personally.”

He felt a stupid grin spread across his face. “Uh...okay.”

She took his hand and he let her lead him into his bedroom. Jared set his toolkit down on the floor as soon as he was able. Already he could feel himself stiffening, his dick straining against his boxers and cargo pants. Saf’s hand was soft and warm. His lust seemed to reinvigorate him, though he knew it was only a temporary revival: once he blew his load, he’d want to sleep for days. They moved into the bathroom and Saf turned on the water.

“What have you two been up to?” he asked as they undressed.

“Making the ship shipshape, pretty much. We’ve been tearing out faulty wiring and replacing it, getting rid of some crap that was left onboard in closets and compartments and shit, getting the star maps updated. Oh, and officially re-registering the ship’s registration code into the government database was a huge fucking pain in the ass, but we got it done.”

“Awesome, one less thing to worry about.”

They finished shucking their clothes and got into the shower.

“Here,” Saf said softly, “let me wash you.”

“All right,” Jared replied. She took a bar of soap, lathered her hands up and began to run them across his body.

It felt fantastic. Her hands were warm and soft and competent, moving smoothly across him. She slowly turned him around and pulled him up against her. He could feel her large, wet, bare breasts pushing into his back as she rubbed his chest and his arms. She spent a few moments massaging his shoulders, then she brought her hands back around to his chest and began lowering them, rubbing all the way down.

“Now, for the fun part,” she said quietly in his ear. Her voice was so sexy.

She reached down and gripped his cock. Then she started jerking him off. Jared almost asked her to give him head, because he’d never really had much in the way of good experiences with handjobs. He wasn’t sure if it was just him or maybe the girls he ran into just didn’t give good handjobs, or perhaps blowjobs and sex were just so much better, but they just never went well. Then, almost immediately, he felt a jolt of pleasure.

Her grip was sure and her rhythm was solid.

“Holy fuck,” he groaned, leaning forward slightly, his cock throbbing in her grasp. It probably helped that she had pretty big hands.

“I’m good, huh?” she asked.

“Yeah...really fucking good,” he replied, closing his eyes, losing himself in the pleasure. She started jerking him off faster and faster, sending pleasure sizzling through him. He was more aware of her big alien tits rubbing against his back, all the wet, skin-on-skin contact.

“Come for me,” she whispered in his ear. Her mouth was right there, maybe half an inch from his ear, and he could really feel how tall she was, how hot she was, how built and curvy she was. He didn’t last much longer. After about another fifteen seconds of her hand pumping his cock furiously, he let out a short but loud cry of pleasure. His dick began kicking in her hand as she continued jacking him off, trying to pump him dry.

He felt his seed leaving him in hard contractions, his whole body going rigid, his hips working of their own accord as wave after wave of pure pink pleasure lapped through him, filling him, exploding out from his core.

“Oh, fuck Saf!” he moaned. She had her other arm hooked around his stomach, holding him against her as he jerked and jolted, pure bliss spiraling through him. He rode the high for as long as he could, and slowly came back to himself in the hot, steamy shower, Saf holding him tightly. Slowly, he straightened up and she carefully released him.

“How was that?” she asked.

“Fan-fucking-tastic,” he replied. “Holy shit. Best handjob ever. Like, by lightyears.”

He turned to face her and saw her grinning. “What can I say? I work well with my hands. Veronica is often equally pleased.”

“I bet.”

Jared began rinsing himself off.

“You mind if I sleep with you tonight? I can just tell that Veronica’s in one of her fidgety moods, and when she gets like that, she gets...thrashy, and kicky, during sleep,” Saf asked.

“Yeah, I don’t mind,” Jared replied.

He finished washing off, then killed the water, got out and the pair of them dried off.

“You want me to do you?” he asked.

“No, I’m okay. Me and Veronica got each other off before you got back. Although I’m definitely going to want some sex in the morning,” she replied.

“Me too.”

Once they were dry, the pair of them walked out of the bathroom, turned off the light and crawled into bed together.

Jared curled up against Saf and quickly began to fall asleep.

…

The next day was busy.

The morning started with a frantic fuck session that only lasted a couple minutes before both of them had come and they were left sweaty and gasping, lying in Jared’s bed, tangled up together with the sheets.

After that, they’d had a shower and met with Veronica in the kitchen area, which was pretty barren. It was lucky that the girls had ordered a shitload of pizza and Chinese takeout the night before. They heated the leftovers up for breakfast.

“So, now what?” Veronica asked.

“I’m not sure where to begin,” Jared replied, contemplating that very question.

“Well, first, we need to make sure this ship is ready to go. I mean, I know it’s technically capable of going, but I think we should bring it as close as we can to shipshape without spending a shitload of credits. We also need to buy some basic essentials: food, medical supplies, spare parts. Stuff we should have onboard if like, the ship breaks down or something,” Saf said.

“And guns,” Veronica threw in.

Saf sighed and shook her head. “Unfortunately, we won’t be able to pack any serious heat for a little while. I bought us all pistols yesterday, basic models and some ammo, but that’s just ‘in an emergency’ kind of shit. We’re going to need real money before we get anything bigger and better than that,” she replied.

Veronica just grunted and went back to her meal.

“Now, I think we should pick up a simple package delivery mission if we can help it, since we’re planning on leaving this place. And I also think that we should create a list of other people we want in on this crew. Any ideas?”

Saf looked first at Jared, then at Veronica.

“As much as I got along with the people I worked with...usually...I think it’d be best if I didn’t throw any names into the hat,” Jared said.

Saf gave him a brief look at that comment, one that suggested she wanted to ask why, and he hoped she wouldn’t, because he didn’t want to go into it. As much as he’d been respected for his talents and abilities as a tech, Jared had noticed that even then, most of the mercenaries he came across still kind of liked to rag on him in an ‘I’m joking but I don’t care if it offends you’ kind of way. And so far, it seemed like both Veronica and Saf didn’t have that aspect in their personalities at all. They seemed to respect him as much as he did them.

“Angel,” Veronica said. “I want to work with Angel again.”

“Last I heard she was with that other group...what was it? The Hellcats?” Saf replied.

Veronica shook her head. “No, they broke up awhile ago. We were chatting over the net about two months ago and last I heard she’d gone solo.”

“Okay, fine. Angel was pretty solid,” Saf said. “She’s a tough as hell dysil,” she added, for Jared’s benefit.

“Also she’s like wicked fucking hot,” Veronica threw in.

“Obviously an absolute must to consider when hiring,” Saf replied, rolling her eyes.

“Hey, why not have a team of super hot chicks? And one cute guy?”

“I’d be okay with that,” Jared said.

“I’m sure you would be,” Saf replied. She tried to steer the conversation back to its original point. “Vix,” she said.

“Ugh, she’s such a grump.”

“But she’s a fucking genius.” Saf looked at Jared. “She’s a xenian computer technician. Spectacular at hacking and organization. I also want Bree. She’s a human tech thief, she’s great at stealth and, obviously, hacking. She’s fantastic at infiltration.”

“Fine,” Veronica cut in, finally getting really involved in the conversation. “Then I want Mira and Lindsay.”

“Really? I mean, I guess Lindsay’s okay, but Mira? She’s a little...nuts.”

“We’re all a little nuts,” Veronica shot back.

“I mean nuts even by our standards...fine, whatever. We can at least hit her up.” Saf sat back in her chair, thinking. “Okay, first thing’s first, we need to know exactly how much money we all have left,” she said.

They all checked their accounts and after some figuring, came up with a figure just shy of five thousand credits.

“Normally I’d say that was a lot,” Jared murmured. “But considering what we’re looking to do...well, not that much, really.”

“Yeah,” Saf replied softly. “Hopefully one or more of the girls will have made it big and will be willing to throw in. Okay, tell you what. I’m going to put you two in charge of buying food and medical supplies. Actually...tell you what, I’ll just put in an order for the medical supplies and you can go pick it up. It’ll save the money of having it delivered. I’ll also type up and send you a list of food I want. Jared, figure out what’s wrong with the ship and how much can be reasonably repaired with the money we have leftover. In the meantime, while you guys do all this, I’ll be hunting us down a job and trying to get in contact with everyone on the list. Got it?”

Both of them had it.

Jared had to hand it to her: Saf knew what the hell she was doing.

They finished eating breakfast and then prepared for the long day ahead.

…

“How do you feel about us?” Veronica asked suddenly.

Jared was briefly startled by the question. They’d been walking along, down a main thoroughfare of the station, back towards the Valkyrie, and had been doing so in relative silence for close to five minutes by then.

“What do you mean?” he replied.

They’d been hard at work for about six hours, only breaking once to eat at a pizza place. Between the two of them, they’d managed to eat twelve slices. They’d managed to order a good amount of food stuffs for the ship, spending about eight hundred credits on it, then they’d walked a big hover-cart back to the ship. The food should last them for at least a month, but that all depended on how quickly they acquired other people. Then they’d picked up the medical supplies and had walked those back. After that, Jared had gone over the ship, looking into all the various things that needed maintenance or to be replaced.

He’d gotten most of this information from a comprehensive report done by the ship’s own sensors, which seemed to be in decent shape at least. After eyeballing it for about an hour, he and Veronica had gone back out to pick up as many spare parts and tools as he could think of. They’d done that and were now walking them back.

“As...friends, co-workers. I mean, I’m pretty sure I know what you think about us, like, in bed. You seem to pretty much be absolutely thrilled to fuck at every opportunity.”

“You are one hundred percent correct,” Jared replied. “As friends? Co-workers? As people? I think you and Saf are really cool. We seem to get along really well, and that seems...rare, in this line of work. I mean, it seems that most of us, and by us I mean mercenaries and bounty hunters and hired guns, get along with each other because we have to. At best, most of us just put up with each other. But I really like you and Saf. I feel like we could just hang out and watch movies or play games all day if we wanted, or go out and eat or go bowling or whatever, and actually enjoy each other’s company. I mean, we’ve done some of those things, and I really enjoyed it. You two seemed to...why,” he asked suddenly, “what do you think about me?”

“Oh, I think you’re awesome. I’m pretty sure Saf does, too. You’re nice, you listen, you respect us in a way that isn’t some weird combination of intimidation and fear and being drawn to something strange and unique, like most people act around us. But most important of all, I can have a real fucking conversation with you, like a regular conversation. That’s hard to find. And, obviously, there’s the sex. You’re good in bed and, again, not afraid of us. Which is awesome.”

“It certainly is,” Jared agreed.

“I guess I’m just trying to feel the relationship out. Make sure everything is as it seems. Because it seems like everything is going nicely between the three of us, but I’ve learned to become paranoid and not always trust my senses.”

“Your senses are correct. I’m happy and ready to keep this going.”

“Good. So am I.”

They came back to the airlock that let them into the Valkyrie. Between the two of them, they carried the shipping crate, deciding it wasn’t too big or bulky or heavy to warrant renting another hover-cart, especially with Veronica’s strength. Although Jared’s arm was starting to hurt. Yeah, he’d definitely have to start working out again. He was even considering taking some of the pills that jump-started your body and made getting into shape a hell of a lot easier. Once they got through the airlock, they hauled the box through the ship and to the empty dormitory that Jared had claimed as his future workshop.

So far, all that was in there was his big desk and a couple of boxes of his tools and spare parts. They set the crate down in the middle of the room.

“There,” Veronica said. “I think that’s it. At least, I hope so, I could use a distraction.”

“Same,” Jared replied. “Let’s go see what Saf is up to.”

They left the room, making their way back towards the bridge, where Saf was the last time they’d come onboard. Jared found himself getting distracted again. Veronica looked really good today. She’d just gone with her typical tanktop and jogging shorts, and she’d been sweating, so the tanktop really clung to her and showed off her fantastic body. She seemed distracted though, giving off none of the telltales that he’d slowly been picking up during their brief time together that she was horny. Saf had said she was in a mood last night, and he could see it now. Veronica seemed to want to be gone, to get back out into the galaxy.

He knew how she felt.

They found Saf on the bridge, lounging in the pilot’s chair, looking over readouts.

“How goes it?” Veronica asked.

“Good, I guess,” Saf replied, sitting up. “You got everything?”

“Yep, everything on the list.”

“How much do we have left?”

“About three hundred credits between us,” Jared replied.

Saf sighed. “Better than nothing, I guess. Well, the good news on my end is that I’ve managed to find us two delivery jobs, both going to the same place. They’re just paying a thousand credits apiece, though, and that’s before taking out the cost of fuel and energy and docking fees. So, some money, not a lot. The other piece of good news is that I’ve found Lindsay. All the others are being kind of difficult to get in touch with, but Lindsay picked up right away. She’s currently on an assignment on the planet we’re dropping off the stuff on. In fact, that was the reason I chose the place. We just lucked out that two companies happened to need stuff dropped off there.”

“What are we shipping? Anything interesting?” Veronica asked, leaning against a bulkhead.

“No, not really. One is a shipment of building materials, another is a shipment of seafood caught on the planet below. The first one was already dropped off and secured, the second one should be here really soon. The good news is that the planet we’re headed for is just a couple systems over, so we shouldn’t be in transit for more than four hours.”

“Perfect,” Jared said. “Can anyone think of any reason we would need to go back onboard the space station?” He waited, trying to think of any reasons as well. In the end, no one spoke up. “Okay, awesome. Cause I’m sick and tired of going through that airlock today. If you need me, I’ll be working on the ship.”

“Actually,” Saf said, standing, “I do need you. I’m fucking horny and frustrated and a good fuck session would help out.”

“I’d be okay with this,” Jared replied, glad that he wasn’t the only one that was horny among the three of them.

Veronica straightened back up. “You two have fun, I’m going to work out.”

She left the bridge.

“Come on,” Saf said, taking Jared’s hand and leading him out of the room as well. “I’ve got some ideas.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, I’ll tell you when we get there.”

She led him silently through the ship towards the dorms area. He wondered what kind of ideas she was having.

They ended up going to his bedroom, since it was closer to the exit and they both had the same sized beds.

“Okay,” Saf said as they got into his room and closed the door. “So, have you ever gotten into the rough stuff before?”

“Depends,” Jared replied. “You’ll have to be more specific.”

“I mean slapping and yelling and choking,” she replied.

“I’ve been on the giving end, not the receiving end. I’m not into receiving.”

“Well, that’s perfect, cause I’m not into giving. I...” she hesitated, and seemed to be considering something. “I guess I’m going to have to trust you with this. I guess I do trust you, given that I’ve already started this conversation. So, flat out, I’m into getting slapped around and demeaned in bed. But not all the time, obviously, or even all that often. It’s kind of a rarity. If I’m in a regular relationship with someone, it’s something that comes up maybe once or twice a month. I only really do it when the urge strikes me. But I’m also a little on edge because there’s a lot of people out there that don’t really understand this kind of stuff. They think...” She trailed off, maybe looking for the right words to explain it.

Jared had seen this before. “They think that just cause you like to be dominated in bed, it means that you must secretly also like to be dominated in all aspects of life, and that isn’t true.”

“Yes. That. Exactly that.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve done this before. I mean, not extensively, but there was this xenian girl I was dating...she was really, really into it. But also really afraid to let anyone know. I mean, you get why. Respect and trust are really important and also, I think, really fragile in the merc community. Don’t worry Saf, you can trust me. I won’t respect you any less, I won’t try to start giving you orders. Nothing’s going to change about our relationship.”

“I...okay. Thank you. I really appreciate it.” A moment of silence passed. “So...I guess the first thing to do is to determine a safe word.”

“How about...bananas?” Jared asked.

Saf snorted. “Bananas? Well, it certainly fits the criteria. It’s not going to come up during sex naturally.”

“Anything I should know about? Any no-nos? Pulling hair? Anything I shouldn’t call you that will just piss you off instead of turn you on?”

“Um...” She seemed to consider it for a moment. “No, not really. I’m pretty tough. Well, kai are tough compared to humans. Denser bones, thicker skin. Actually, come to think of it, almost everyone is tougher than humans.”

“Gee, thanks,” Jared said, taking his shirt off.

She laughed. “Don’t worry. It’s actually great for you. You can be as rough as you want and don’t really have to worry about seriously hurting me. But give me the whole treatment: screaming, insulting, slapping and choking...actually, if you want, you can sock me one in the face. Or two.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, it turns me on.”

“Okay.”

They quickly undressed. Jared felt a new, dark excitement sizzling through him. It had been awhile since he’d gotten into this. Jyn, the second xenian girl he’d dated (he wasn’t counting the prostitute, because they’d never really dated), was seriously into it. Actually, he hadn’t been willing to go as far as she’d wanted to, and she had respected that. He was okay with a lot, but...well, he drew the line at anything involving blood or serious damage, or burning. It didn’t seem like Saf was going to be wanting to go that far.

Jared had settled his opinions on this BDSM, domination, hitting and screaming stuff awhile ago. He’d been extremely awkward and uncomfortable about it at first because, as ironic as it sounded, he didn’t like violence.

He was okay with using it in life-or-death situations, but on his friends? His girlfriends? It just wasn’t in him. When he’d first tried it out with Jyn, it had gotten pretty...heavy. Jared realized that he was actually really into this stuff and that freaked him out. Jyn had made him understand that it was fine, that he was giving her pleasure, it wasn’t the same thing as abuse at all. And he’d come to agree with her, and ultimately she convinced him that it was okay to do. He was glad to be able to have someone to...explore with, again.

Soon, both him and Saf stood naked before each other.

Wow, this was going to be really interesting. Whereas Jyn had been pretty small, (she barely broke five feet and a hundred pounds, like most xenians), Saf was taller than he was and pretty decently built.

He was really going to enjoy this.

“So how do you wanna-” Saf began.

He slapped her, once, very hard.

She let out a surprised gasp, mixed with a cry of shock.

“Get on your fucking knees,” he said.

“No,” Saf said, turning, beginning to leave.

His hand shot out and he grabbed her by the wrist, yanked her back to where she’d been standing before and slapped her twice more.

“Get on your fucking knees!” he screamed at her.

“No, let go-”

She grunted as he put his hands on her shoulders and forced her down roughly to her knees. She went down hard, grunting, and he placed a hand on either side of her head.

“Suck it,” he said.

“No!” Saf cried, trying to get away.

That’s when he took her advice, made a fist, pulled it back and popped her one right in the eye. She cried out, recoiling.

“Suck it, or I’ll really fucking hurt you,” he growled.

She stared at his cock, right in front of her face, then tentatively reached out, gripped it and brought it to her mouth. Opening it carefully, she slowly slid it inside. Sighing in frustration, once it was inside, Jared placed both hands firmly on the back of her head and started fucking her in the mouth. She let out startled sound and tried to push away from him, but he held her firmly in place, enjoying the little power trip doing this to her was giving him.

“Take it, you fucking bitch,” he said softly to her.

She groaned, weakly trying to push away from him, but soon settled for just grabbing his legs to steady herself, since he was fucking her pretty hard in the mouth.

After about half a minute of that, he let up. “Now, you suck, and do it willingly, or I’ll go back to fucking the shit out of your face.”

She looked up at him, then she squeezed her eyes shut and started bobbing her head, sucking his dick.

“That’s it, you kai slut, fucking suck it.”

She let out another unhappy groan and kept bobbing her head, pleasuring him. He moaned at the hot, wet wonder of her mouth, the way she could suck and the dark thrill of forcing her to do it, even if it was pretend.

Abruptly, he pulled his cock from her mouth, yanked her up and threw her onto the bed. It was a bit tough, because she was so tall and made of dense muscle, but she helped him. She also made it seem like she was struggling realistically. She was really good at this. She fell onto the bed on her back and moved to get up, but he popped her in the face again, this time in the mouth. She cried out and fell back.

She was tough, really tough.

Not that he was all that good at swinging his fist.

She seemed to be really into this though. He could read it in her eyes and her body language.

“Please, please stop!” she yelled.

“Shut the fuck up!” he screamed at her as he got on top of her.

He suddenly wondered if Veronica could hear them, and wondered what she’d do if she thought he was actually attacking Saf. Well, she’d kick the door in and break his neck, but she had to know about Saf’s tastes. And that Saf could take care of herself and she could easily break Jared’s neck herself if she wanted to.

He got on top of her and started trying to get her long, wonderful legs open.

“Spread your legs,” he grunted.

“No, please, please stop, please don’t do this! Don’t do it to me!” she moaned.

“Spread your fucking legs you stupid whore!” he screamed at her and then he wrapped his hands around her throat and started choking her.

She grabbed at his wrists, trying to get him off of her, but he shook her hands off. “Open your fucking legs!”

“Okay! Okay!” she gasped.

He let go of her neck and she took in a deep breath, spreading her legs beneath him. Jared got down in between them, pulling her into a better position and shoving his cock into her hot, wet pussy. He moaned loudly as he pushed himself all the way inside, burying himself completely within her, then he leaned over her.

“Do! What I! Fucking! Tell you!” he yelled at her, slapping her each time he paused.

“I’m sorry!” she moaned.

“You’re fucking going to be you kai bitch.” He started driving into her harder and faster, their skin slapping together. He grabbed her face, clapping his hand over her mouth, forcing her to stare up at him. “You fucking kai bitches think you’re better than the rest of us. I’ll fucking show you, you stupid, worthless slut.”

She tried to say something, her words muffled.

“Don’t bother defending yourself, bitch. You aren’t getting out of this. I’m filling you up,” he growled at her.

Her eyes widened and she struggled against him.

He laughed and slapped her again.

“Please! Please don’t come in me!” she moaned. “Please!”

“Shut the fuck up, whore,” he replied, holding her tightly against him and fucking her faster and harder, preparing himself to orgasm. “Here it comes!”

“No! Don’t! Please, please don’t! Please stop!” she moaned desperately.

“Ohhhhhhh fuck yes!” Jared groaned as he started coming inside of her.

Saf cried out as his dick started kicking within her, filling her bare pussy with his seed one hard jolt at a time. Pleasure washed through him like a tidal wave, briefly overwhelming him, his orgasm feeling even more powerful than usual since he was pretending to force himself on Saf and she was going along with it. They were feeding off each other. His orgasm pounded through him and he was dimly aware of the fact that Saf was also orgasming now, too. Both of them came together, groaning and writhing and twitching until their climaxes were spent and their bodies were too. They both ended up gasping and sweating, tangled up together on his bed.

“Holy fucking shit,” Saf said. “That was...that was something else. That was different.”

“It was?” he asked.

“Yeah. You...wow, you’re like, really, really good at that. Have you taken like, an acting class or something? Or spent a bunch of time doing this?”

“No, I haven’t.”

“I just...that orgasm I had was really wonderful. I feel like I’m floating right now. I think, uh, I think I might actually get into this more often if you’re around. I mean, you got everything right. The things you were saying to me, the way you were saying it. The slapping and the choking and the hitting. Oh, the hitting. You socked me good.”

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked.

“Not...too much,” she replied. “You hurt me just enough and it felt so good. Mmm...yes, I definitely want to do this more often. What about you?”

“I’m down for it. It was, uh, fun,” he replied.

“You sure? You sound a little nervous.”

He pulled out of her and got up. “No, it’s fine. I’m just still a little weird about the whole thing. I mean, I settled my main thoughts on it years ago. I am okay with it. It’s just...well, you were right, that was really intense. You’re actually really good at acting, too. Like, you seemed really, really into it, and really legit, too. And that...made me feel so turned on, and that made me feel a little fucked up that I was getting turned on by how realistic this forced sex session seemed.”

“It’s fine. We’re both happy, and we feel good, and that’s all that matters,” Saf replied.

“Yeah. But I am down for it. It is a lot of fun.”

“Good. Now...let’s take a shower, then see if the second shipment has shown up yet and get this whole thing underway.”

They both untangled themselves from each other, stood up on shaky legs and headed into his bathroom for another hot shower.

…

The next several hours passed in peace.

After the shower, Jared and Saf grabbed a bite to eat, digging into the vast reserve of food they’d purchased from the station. Opening up one of the two huge refrigerators in the kitchen, it seemed to Jared that all this food would last a lot longer than a month. Then he remembered Veronica’s eating habits, as well as his own, combined with the fact that there might be as many as five or so other people showing up onboard, and suddenly that made sense. He’d grabbed a plastic tray that had a pair of frozen beef and cheese enchiladas inside, heated it up and eaten the whole thing, draining two cans of soda as well.

Rough sex always left him starving.

About the time they were finished, Veronica came in, slicked with sweat, her tanktop abandoned in favor of just a sports bra.

“Hey,” she said. “Our cargo has arrived. I signed off on it. We’re ready to go. I was just grabbing a drink before taking us out.”

“Perfect,” Saf replied.

They finished off their meals, Veronica downed three bottles of water and then they all left the kitchen area. Veronica headed for the bridge, Saf headed for the cargo area, and Jared made for his makeshift office. There was a lot he could be doing. Wires to be replaced, circuit boards to be switched out, all sorts of little things that were damaged or broken that were relatively easy repairs. He’d be grateful for another technician, especially a xenian. They were absolutely marvelous with any and all forms of technology.

He’d be especially grateful for a female technician.

He spent the first hour setting up his office, first getting it vacuumed, (they’d managed to find a half-decent one tucked away in one of the bedroom closets), then getting his desk shoved into place. He’d moved his computer setup back into his bedroom, since it and his office were going to be two separate things now, and he’d need another desk for that one. All the while, he’d been mentally compiling a list of things he’d need in the future.

Mostly it was just parts and tools, but he also knew he’d need better lighting. The two bulbs screwed into the ceiling were, he supposed, adequate, but he definitely found himself wanting more, and knew it’d only get worse when he was hunched over his desk with a bunch of tiny parts and pieces spread out, trying to reconstruct some intricate piece of technology. He also knew he’d need a nice sound system of some sort, since working in silence drove him absolutely crazy. There was something maddening about all the little soft metallic sounds as he fitted stuff back together or set something down or bumped something against something else.

Techno music usually provided a fantastic background.

After getting the place about as cleaned up and organized as he was going to get it, Jared looked over the list of problems and malfunctions he’d compiled so far, loaded up a custom toolkit and set about getting some work done.

And that’s how he spent the rest of his time during the trip out there.

It was peaceful in a way he had forgotten about. Sitting in his apartment, working on orders, was one thing, but this was different. Being on a space ship was somehow different than being on a space station, and moving all through it, knowing that there really wasn’t almost anywhere he couldn’t go freely, was strangely calming.

So he took his toolkit and moved down to the engine room, then to the bridge after about forty minutes, then off to one of the hallways after an hour and a half in the bridge, working on some of the equipment in there. He took a break twice to take a leak, but otherwise he felt pretty good about the work he was doing.

He also found himself thinking of Lindsay.

About three hours into the flight, Veronica came and sat down with him. He was working on an exposed panel in the engine room again.

“So you didn’t tell me anything about Lindsay,” he said. “What’s she like?”

“Really cool, really laid back. She’s a cyvit and she’s so fucking hot,” Veronica replied.

“Really?”

“Yes. She’s skinny but she’s got huge tits. I’m not sure how that came to be, I guess just a trick of genetics. She says they’re all natural, but I guess it doesn’t matter anyway. She’s bisexual and very free with her affection.”

“You think she’d be into me?”

“Oh definitely. You ever been with a cyvit before?”

“Once...it was fantastic.”

“Fuck yes, it is. I’ve worked with Lindsay a couple times before. She can seriously do some great things with her mouth and her fur is so soft and warm.”

“What color is it?”

“Blue.”

“Very nice. I’m looking forward to meeting her.”

“I’m very much looking forward to having her back around again. She’s a lot of fun to be around,” Veronica said.

“What’s her specialty?”

“Stealth and infiltration, but she’s great in a fight and she’s a good shot.”

Veronica paused suddenly, she stood up. “Link just warned me that we’re ten minutes out. I’ve got to head up to the bridge and start getting all our shit in order.”

“I’ll be here, let me know if you need anything,” Jared replied.

Veronica nodded and he watched her go, staring at her huge ass as she went.

…

Veronica tried to relax as she and Saf rode the shuttle down to the planet’s surface.

Things had gone pretty well, but she was still all fidgety and wound up. There was a mission coming up and she was looking forward to it.

After docking at another space station orbiting the next planet, (and paying an annoyingly high docking fee), they’d offloaded their two shipments of cargo, gotten their payments and had made contact with Lindsay. She was down on the planet’s surface, preparing to assault an isolated warehouse where her bounty was hiding out. She was working with a team of half a dozen other mercs. She said they would wait for her, since no one was going to turn down the help of a fucking Amazonian. Which was all good news.

Jared had agreed to stay behind on the ship, mainly because they all felt better if someone was still actually onboard, watching over it, but also because he just wasn’t really the run and gun type. Especially because they didn’t have much on them in the way of arms or armor. Just those two pistols. Veronica hoped they could scrounge up a few grenades or at least some combat armor at the meeting area, but she’d gone into battle with less than this before. As soon as they got that squared away, they’d taken the next shuttle down.

They weren’t far from the local port.

“Are we going to get a cut of this?” Saf asked.

“I promised Lindsay that we wouldn’t ask for a cut, since our last minute entry is bound to be confusing and upsetting enough as it is. You know how mercs don’t like that. But Lindsay did say that there’s likely to be a shitload of stuff at the warehouse and we could probably snag some choice gear to sell off on the local black market before the authorities show up to police everything up, so we should be fine,” Veronica replied.

Saf sighed but didn’t say anything else.

She knew it made more sense to do it this way, but Saf liked to do things in an official capacity, with as little law-breaking as possible. Veronica didn’t blame her, and she supposed they were going to have to start going straight with this new team, but hey, sometimes that’s the way it worked. If you wanted things to go right, sometimes you had to bend the rules. And it wasn’t like anyone was getting hurt in this process.

Okay, well, no one was getting hurt that didn’t deserve it.

Veronica had seen a profile on the guy Lindsay was after. He was a slaver, sold sex slaves on the underground, and that was pretty fucking heinous. She was half tempted to put a bullet through the fucker right as soon as she saw him, but he was worth more alive than dead and rotting in some prison was honestly a worse fate.

The shuttle broke through the cloud cover and settled into its place at the port. The colony was gray and rainy, and she could see a forest off to one side. Probably where they were going. It reminded her of the last place she’d been. Well, here was hoping her luck would be better. After landing, they went through security, (having to show off their merc licenses for the millionth time because of the pistols), then caught a cab out to the place where Lindsay and the others were gathering for their assault.

It turned out to be an empty garage at the edge of town. They found Lindsay, two more cyvits, a pair of dysil, a xenian, and a human all gearing up for battle.

“Veronica! Saf!” Lindsay cried as they came in, startling the others. She raced across the big empty garage and leaped up onto Veronica, who caught her, kissed her, and gave her a firm hug. “I’ve missed you two so much.”

“We missed you, too, Lindsay,” Veronica said, letting her back down. “How have you been?”

Lindsay gave Saf a hug and a kiss as well, then led them over to the table she’d been standing at before rushing over. It was scattered with guns, ammo, and armor.

“Busy,” she replied. “I got on kind of a hot streak the past half year or so.”

“You mentioned you had a partner,” Veronica said.

“I did. Well, I ran with a crew for awhile. You remember Angel and the Hellcats?”

“I do.”

“They were a lot of fun, but ultimately I ended up striking out on my own again with a friend. She’s a sexbot turned assassin and her name was Love. We traveled around for about three months, but ended up splitting two months ago when she wanted to turn legit again.”

As they talked, Veronica and Saf began pulling on armor and grabbing some weaponry.

“So what have you been doing?” Saf asked.

“Bounty hunting mostly. It’s a lot of fun, especially getting to haul these fuckers in. I only go after the real nasty kinds. Like this ugly plug we’re going after now, and the place he’s run to. All of them in there are scum, though he’s the only one we have a bounty one, so...you know, feel free to clean house. They’re all slavers.”

“Gladly,” Veronica said, raising a shotgun and cocking it.

…

It went smoothly, as far as assault operations go.

Veronica, Saf, and Lindsay’s team took a pair of trucks out of the garage and down a service road, into the forest, for about three miles. When they got close enough, they ditched the trucks and proceeded on foot, splitting up into three teams. They hit the place all at the same time, like lightning, taking out a few guards on the roof and then breaking into the big, empty warehouse complex that the criminals had set up shop in.

Veronica took a particular joy in ending their lives. A long time ago, she’d worried about the ramifications of murder, and balked at how easy it became for her, but she’d learned the hard way that there were some people who would keep it up, whatever it was, no matter how many fucking chances you gave them, and so it was better just to put them down. There were people starving out there, people with incurable diseases, suffering people, good people, and these fuckers were living the high life selling slaves.

Hell no, she wasn’t letting them live.

So they swept through the place. The shotgun jumped in her hands close to two dozen times and sometimes she fed more shells into it. Saf and Lindsay fought beside her, cool and calm and collected, dealing with the problems as they came up. It was more luck than anything else that they managed to find the bounty they were looking for and put a hole in his leg instead of his head. He was one of the last ones to go down.

When he did and the rest were put down, two of the mercs grabbed him, tied him up and tended to his wound. Enough so that he wouldn’t bleed to death, not enough to keep him out of pain. It was an hour before they ended up leaving, and the guy moaned the whole time. Veronica only wished she could put a few more holes in him.

They swept through the warehouse, finding a lot of stuff. Most of it was guns, which they left, since they were harder to get into the underground. But Veronica managed to find a stash of credits, some premium tech gear, and a handful of memory crystals. Those would fetch a really nice price. Once it was over and they’d grabbed what they could, the crew got back to the colony, stashed their ill-gotten goods, and then turned the guy over.

Once his identity was confirmed, the cops paid out the bounty, split among the seven of them, and they went their separate ways.

After grabbing their stuff, Veronica, Saf, and Lindsay made for the local black market.

“So what exactly did you want to talk to me about?” Lindsay asked as they walked through the back roads. It was night by now and still raining.

“We’re starting up a crew of our own,” Veronica replied. “So far there’s just three of us but we’ve got others we’re hoping to recruit.”

“And you came to me first? How sweet,” Lindsay said.

“You were just the first to answer,” Saf replied.

“Wow, you really know how to butter someone up,” Lindsay said.

“Anyway,” Veronica said firmly, trying to get the conversation back on track, “we’ve got a ship, a tech, and not a lot else. I’m the pilot and Saf here is the medic.”

“I see...who’s the tech? Anyone I know?”

“No, we bumped into him pretty much at random,” Saf replied.

“Oh, so it’s a boy? Is he cute? What is he? Cyvit? Xenian?”

“Human. And yeah, really cute,” Veronica said.

“Oh really? Have either of you...lain claim on him yet?”

“Well, not claim per say. We’ve both had our way with him,” Veronica replied, grinning.

“We’re getting a little off track,” Saf said. “We need money, just to put that up front. We have food and some medical supplies, and the ship technically runs, but we have no real guns, no furniture, and no credits left.”

“I’ve got money,” Lindsay replied. “I’ll need to think about it a little bit, but I think I’ll probably end up signing on with you guys. I have been getting kind of lonely working on my own so often and running with a squad is a lot of fun, especially if it’s the right kind of squad. I don’t mind throwing in some money and I trust you two to treat me fairly and give me a proper cut. Now, come on, let’s sell this crap off and then go out drinking, I want to celebrate.”

Veronica couldn’t help but smile wider as they walked on.

This was going to be a lot of fun.

And Jared was going to be really happy.

CHAPTER 05

It turned out to be a long celebration.

Veronica had forgotten how much of a damned heavyweight Lindsay was. Probably because she was so skinny and little compared to her, coming up to just about five nine. After hitting up the black market and selling off all the stuff they’d grabbed in that warehouse, (she and Saf had cleared a cool two grand apiece), the three of them had gone out looking for a bar. She’d remembered to update Jared, who was still waiting for them up on the ship, probably wondering if everything was going well. She let him know it was.

They were fine, everything had gone off without a hitch, they had Lindsay.

And they’d be up after a celebration.

As they’d hunted for a bar, Veronica found herself wondering (a little guiltily), if Jared would be okay up there all by himself while they went out and had a great time. But then she thought about it for a little bit, and figured that he seemed like the kind of guy who was more comfortable relaxing at home instead of hitting the clubs or the bars. An introvert as opposed to an extrovert. And she had days like that, too.

So hopefully he’d be happy up there, getting settled in. He’d worked pretty much nonstop since they’d left the station (after his tumble with Saf, she’d heard them and had smiled when she’d realized that Saf was in one of her submissive moods, and was a little impressed with how good he sounded at dominating), and he seemed pretty into the work, so he’d probably be fine up there. He’d especially be fine after Lindsay got her hands on him.

They’d found a bar, some hole in the wall joint where there was a lot of weed and cigarette smoke in the air, and had shoved themselves into a corner booth and told the waitress to keep it coming.

That’s where they’d caught up.

Lindsay regaled them with stories she’d collected over the past year or so, and then she and Saf had told her some stories.

Between the three of them, they dropped five hundred credits at that bar, drinking pretty cheap booze, and Lindsay picked up the tab.

Then they’d gone to another bar and had done the same thing.

After four hours, the three of them were kind of drunk and when Lindsay looked at the fourth bill, (which clocked in at three hundred and fifty credits), she hesitated and decided that hey, maybe it was time to go and see this ship that they’d been talking so much about. Over her protests, Veronica had ended up picking up that last bill, feeling a little bad that they’d burned through so many of her friend’s credits.

And now they were on their way back up in a shuttle, towards the space station where their ship was docked.

“So, what are we gonna need first?” Lindsay asked. She seemed in high spirits. Veronica still had a nice little buzz going that had kind of mellowed her out. This was part of the reason she drank as much as she did. Okay, it was probably most of the reason. Her brain kind of...went, and went, and went and kept going, sometimes. She didn’t consider herself a very smart person, but she did get anxious, and that anxiety kind of ate at her, made her a bit snappish, and no one liked that. Least of all her. But being buzzed, it just…

Made everything calmer, and happier.

And mellow.

“Guns,” she heard herself say, finally responding to Lindsay’s question. “We’re going to need guns. And they’re going to be expensive.”

“I did make a bit of progress on that,” Saf said.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yes. I’ve managed to get in touch with Mira. She says she’s still gun running and that she’s currently between jobs. Though she also said she’d have to get back to me, because she was busy with pleasure instead of business,” Saf explained.

Veronica shorted. “That sounds like Mira. Mmm...I really hope we can hire her on. That girl’s hips and...let’s just say that she can do some really fantastic things with her tongue.”

“Sounds like my kind of girl,” Lindsay murmured.

“Speaking of sexy people...you want to see a photo of Jared? We’re still about forty minutes or so from the ship,” Veronica said.

“No, I don’t,” Lindsay replied. “I want to see him for the very first time in person. It’s always better that way.”

“She has a point,” Saf said.

Veronica nodded, supposing that she did, then she settled back into her chair, trying to get more comfortable, and enjoyed her buzz.

…

Jared stared unhappily into the narrow alcove he’d uncovered after removing one of the larger panels in the engine room. He’d been trying to run down some kind of malfunction in the power distribution system that was causing minor power surges. It wasn’t lethal...well, not exactly. Just an annoyance now. But if he didn’t find it sometime soon and correct it, it might eventually turn into a blowout, and that could be lethal.

He’d been at it for over an hour now and finally his journey had led him here. About half an hour ago he’d received another message from Veronica. They were coming home. Well, that was good. He liked being on the ship, and was pretty distracted by all the vast amounts of little things needing to be done, but honestly it had gotten kind of lonely. And, on top of that, it also was getting kind of creepy. Maybe he’d been reading too many horror books lately.

Perhaps that was why he was having trouble shoving himself into this little alcove. It wasn’t small enough to cause problems getting into or out of, but it was small enough to instill a bout of claustrophobia in him. It was just wide enough for him to walk down facing forwards, so he did, making himself step inside. His shoulders were just a few inches away from the walls, which were studded with all manner of technology.

It took him about five minutes of hunting, but eventually he found what he was looking for: a shorted circuit. All he had to do was pull it out and replace it. Easy work. Or, well, it would be if it wasn’t in such a tight space. Plus, it was at about head height. Sighing softly, Jared set down his toolkit, crouching before it and pulled out the right tools and parts. He set to work but it ended up taking longer than he thought it was going to.

He managed to get the circuit-board out by the time he heard the distant, telltale sounds of an airlock being worked, and by the time he got the replacement out and partially attached, he sensed someone at the mouth of the alcove.

Jared turned to look and found himself staring at one fucking beautiful cyvit. She had vibrant blue fur and a trim figure, showcased in a tight cargo pants and a tight t-shirt that showed off fantastically, disproportionately large breasts. She had sharp, intelligent green eyes that seemed to be sliding up and down his own body the same way he was doing to her. She might be the most attractive cyvit he’d ever seen.

“Hot damn, Veronica wasn’t lying or exaggerating. You are cute,” she said.

“I...thank you. Um, you must be, uh, Lindsay,” he replied, stumbling over his words, feeling suddenly awkward and anxious again.

She laughed. “Yes, I’m Lindsay. You must be Jared.” She came into the alcove suddenly. “I was told you were available.” She came to stand right up against him and he turned to face her, setting his tool down on a little ledge nearby.

“Available?” he asked.

“For casual sex,” she replied.

“Oh...yes. Yes, I am.”

She smiled. “Good.”

Then she leaned in and kissed him. She tasted like alcohol, though she didn’t seem drunk. Kissing her was like being hit by a bolt of electricity. Jared placed his hands down onto her hips, then reached back around and groped her tight ass as she slipped her tongue into his mouth. It was rough and wet and felt both strange and good as it probed his mouth delicately, as in direct contrast to her very blunt sexual advances on him.

As they continued making out, she shifted against him, and he realized that she was pulling her shirt up. She took a step back, breaking the kiss, and exposed her breasts for him. They seemed to pop out of the sports bra she was wearing beneath the tanktop. Veronica was right: they were fucking huge, and very beautiful.

“Go on, touch them,” she said with that same calm confidence she’d been exuding the whole time.

Well, it made every bit of sense that she’d be confident: there was obviously no way in hell he was turning her down.

Jared reached up and out, settling his hands on her huge tits.

Oh, they just felt wonderful.

Big and soft with fur and warm, not too firm, not too soft. He could see immediately why Veronica thought they might be fake. They were either fake or Lindsay had won the genetic lottery for breasts.

She let him feel her up for a good minute or so, then she gently reached up, took his wrists and pulled his hands away from her. Then she leaned in, gave him a quick but firm kiss on the lips, and dropped down to her knees.

He watched her, swallowing, nervous like he was always nervous when he was about to show his cock to a new girl. Or, in this case, have it pulled out of his pants for inspection. It was something he thought he was never going to get over. Much like his looks, he didn’t feel too confident about his dick, either, which was why he’d tried to get good at foreplay. Women really seemed to appreciate that. But as Lindsay pulled him out of his pants, letting them drop and pool around his ankles, and stared at his stiff cock, she didn’t hesitate.

She just took it into her mouth.

“Oh fuck...” Jared groaned as she got right into the cocksucking.

He could tell right away that she was really good at foreplay too, and he really appreciated it, though this didn’t seem like foreplay necessarily. He settled his hand on the back of her head, leaning his own head back and closing his eyes, totally losing himself in the oral she was giving him. Lindsay was definitely a skilled lover and he very much looked forward to having sex with her, provided that she would be willing to do so.

But given how freely she was giving out this blowjob, well, it seemed like the chances were in his favor.

She let out a small moan that caused him to open his eyes and look back down at her. She looked so fucking hot, her eyes closed in concentration, his cock in her mouth, her sexy lips sliding up and down its rigid length. And her huge, blue-furred tits, bobbing in time with her head, jiggling wonderfully and looking like something out of a porn video. Although xenian women were his favorite, he’d have to say that cyvits were probably a close, close second. There was just something so sexy about that fur and the cat ears and the tail.

He could see her tail now that she was kneeling down. It came out between her pants and shirt, swaying gently back and forth. There was something just sexy about the idea of a woman with a tail like that, he didn’t know why. That seemed to happen a lot. Something was sexy and he had no idea why. He just went with it.

“Oh, fuck, Lindsay. Fuck yes,” he whispered as a fresh wave of hot pleasure hit him, lighting up his cock and coursing through him.

He was on the verge of orgasm. They always seemed to creep up on him. Probably he was so enthralled in the oral or the sex or whatever was going on that they just slipped by his awareness until suddenly, oh shit, he was about to come!

Lindsay seemed to sense this.

She took his shaft in her hand, getting her thumb and first two fingers around it, and started pulling the foreskin up in time with the movements of her head. Fuck, that only made it worse, and by worse, he knew he meant better. And then it was upon him, a powerful orgasm, the first of his seed leaving him in a burst as his cock jerked in her mouth, kicking firmly over and over again as it spat his load out.

Lindsay didn’t seem to mind at all. She just kept right on sucking and pumping his cock with her thumb and two fingers, and hot, electric sexual rapture ran through him like white lightning. He grunted as each fresh wave of pleasure radiated out from his cock, his dick kicking hard over and over again until it had drained itself dry and there was nothing left to give. When it was done, when the seismic event of his climax had left him struggling to stand on shaky legs, Lindsay took his dick out of her mouth and stood up.

“It’d be really nice if you could repay me for that tonight,” she said.

He looked at her for a moment, blinking heavily, then nodded slowly. “Yeah, I’d love to,” he replied, and he meant it. He had a good sense of fair play, and he’d love to pleasure her, bring her to climax, listen to her moan and scream.

“Good! I’m going to go get settled in. I’ll see you in a couple hours, cutie.”

She pulled her shirt and bra down over her breasts, then turned and left the alcove. He watched her go, still feeling in a daze. Man, he seemed to be getting really lucky just recently. Within basically the first sixty seconds of meeting Lindsay, she was making out with him and then giving him head. He wasn’t necessarily sure how he felt about moving that fast, but...well, he wasn’t really looking to date any of these women, just to sleep with them and hang out with them and work with them. So he wasn’t complaining.

Jared realized his cock was still out. He tucked it back away in his pants, a stupid grin on his face, and then turned back to the circuit-board.

He resumed his work.

…

It took him another ten minutes to finish getting the board installed, put away his tools and get out of the alcove. Then he checked the system to make sure that his repair had taken and that it wasn’t actually buried even deeper in the ship, somewhere else he had yet to explore, but it turned out to be fine and that the fix had taken. With a small sigh of relief and still very distracted from the blowjob, Jared made his way through the ship, stopping by his office briefly to drop off the kit and then heading for the kitchen.

He found Saf there, mulling over a pot of what smelled like spicy chocolate coffee.

“What’s that?” he asked, heading for the fridge.

“Kai coffee, basically. Don’t drink it or it’ll fuck you up,” she replied. “How’s everything going? We were worried you’d get a little lonely back here.”

“I’m okay. Just been making repairs. I, uh, met Lindsay.”

Saf laughed. “Oh yeah? Did she fuck you already?”

“No, just sucked my dick. And by ‘just’ I mean ‘amazingly’. She’s…really nice.” He opened up the fridge and rooted around in it, ultimately coming up with a can of soda. The two of them came to sit together at the table with their respective drinks.

“She is. Veronica likes her a lot and I guess I do, too. She’s a little too like Veronica for my liking, and neither of them needs the encouragement from the other,” Saf explained.

“Like Veronica in what way?” Jared asked.

Saf frowned. “Impulsive. Sometimes that can be a lot of fun, sometimes that can be dangerous. Veronica’s a lot better than she used to be and Lindsay is pretty low-key, pretty laid back most of the time, but sometimes it’s like throwing the dice. Things could go fine when they make an impulse decision or things could go horribly wrong, and they don’t take the time to figure out which one is more likely to happen.”

“I can see how that would be a problem.”

“Yes...the good news, at least, is that I’ve finally gotten back into contact with Mira and she’s...a little crazy. She’s an Amazonian and she primarily deals in the shipment and sale of guns. She has, at least, gone legit over the past few years, getting an actual license to do this stuff. I think she also actually makes guns now. She’s got her own crew and ship, so I can’t imagine she’ll want to just leave all that behind to join us but hey, who knows? Maybe she might be sick of her crew.”

“You think she’d make a good addition?” Jared asked.

Saf shrugged. “I’m not so sure. Veronica’s crazy about her but I think she’s even more unstable than Veronica back in her bad old days. But she’s a hell of a fighter, and sometimes you just need a couple heavy hitters on your side.”

“That is true,” Jared murmured.

“Anyway, she’s actually agreed to meet with us, so we’re meeting halfway out in space. Veronica’s already got us underway. We should be there by tomorrow morning...” Saf hesitated, then looked at him.

“Something on your mind?” he asked.

“I was just kind of curious. What do you think of all this? Of how openly sexual we all are? I mean, obviously, I can tell you love it, because you’re getting to fuck a couple of hot women, but I mean, beneath that, below the surface lust, what do you think? I like asking people that, cause I usually get interesting answers.”

Jared considered her question for a long moment.

“I think it’s a good way to live life...for some people. In my mind, there’s lots of different kinds of people out there. Obviously. I guess, let me try to narrow that down. I think there are people who need monogamy in their lives, genuinely, and I think those people are rare. Then, I think there are people who need monogamy in their lives...but they also need something on the side, to keep them from going crazy, because most people are simply not one hundred percent monogamous. Humans, and I think all other species, just are programmed that way. And I think those people probably represent the biggest slice of the pie chart. And then there’s people who are actually cool with no serious relationships, just casual ones. I think there’s more of those than that first type, but not as many as the average person probably thinks there is.

“Polygamous relationships cater to two of those three types. I think that provided everyone trusts everyone, open relationships or casual relationships can be great. Probably more fruitful than one on one relationships, honestly.”

“So which type are you?” Saf asked.

“I’m that middle type, I think. Where I’d like a serious, committed relationship with one or maybe more relationships on the side. But I’m also okay with being that third type, keeping everything relaxed and casual.”

“That’s how me and Veronica are. And I think Lindsay, too. We’re all casual. We like to keep things light,” Saf said.

“Then it sounds like it’s all going to work out. Though that might get more complicated depending on who else we bring onboard and what they’re like,” Jared replied.

Saf nodded.

Jared hesitated, wondering about something else. He gathered his thoughts. “Is it going to be weird, though?” he asked.

“What do you mean?”

“I dunno, it sounds like everyone on the list so far are all women. I guess it seems a little...unbalanced, maybe? In my favor?”

“Oh, that,” Saf replied. “Well, don’t think about it like that. It’s not five women sleeping with one guy, it’s six friends all fucking each other, and five of them happen to be one gender and the sixth happens to be another.”

“That...makes sense, actually. Okay.” He finished off his soda and stood up. “Well, I’ve got stuff I need to be doing, so I’ll see you around.”

“See you,” Saf replied.

He dropped his can in the trash receptacle and headed out of the kitchen.

…

Jared stood outside of Lindsay’s door, feeling nervous and anxious all over again.

He’d gone to work for another three hours, replacing some parts in the engine and on the bridge and yanking out some bulbs that didn’t work and replacing them, as well as fixing a door that was suffering some difficulties opening. After all that, he figured enough time had gone by that Lindsay wouldn’t mind some company. He’d taken a shower, washing up as much as he could and, well if he was being totally honest with himself, lingering in the shower because as much as he wanted to hop in bed with Lindsay, she also intimidated him.

There was something extremely intimidating about ridiculously beautiful women who were absolutely confident. There was also something alluring and sexy about that, too. It was an interesting mixture that made him feel really weird, but ultimately he knew it was a good thing. So here he stood, preparing himself.

Jared suddenly decided that there was no preparation for it. You just had to jump in. So he reached up and hit the call button.

“Come in!” came the response.

He hit the open button next to the door, which would only open if it was unlocked, and it was. He stepped inside and looked around. His eyes swept the room as he closed the door behind him. There was hardly anything in the open space, right now just a bed and a nightstand next to it and a chair up against the wall that looked woefully out of place. But his eyes were drawn immediately to the naked cyvit lying on the bed, atop the blankets, not trying to cover anything up at all. She’d been holding a tablet, but now she set it aside.

“You’ve come to see me,” she said happily, grinning at him.

“I have,” he agreed, trying not to let his apprehension show.

“Perfect. Get out of those clothes and into this bed, and we can get started,” she said. “And just so you know, I plan on going all the way with you.”

“This sounds like a plan I can behind,” he replied, kicking his shoes off.

“Behind, on top of, beneath, either way works for me,” Lindsay replied.

He laughed and quickly got out of his clothing, dropping them on the floor in a messy pile and then climbing into bed with her.

She reached out for him, her face open and kind and beckoning, and beneath all that, very sultry and sexy and seductive.

He laid down on top of her and let out his breath as he felt all that warm, soft fur rub against his skin. She wrapped her arms around him and gently pulled his face closer to hers. Their lips met, locked, and twisted as she began to kiss him passionately. Jared got a hand up in between them, unable to stop himself, to resist her huge, wondrous, blue-furred tits. They were like a dream. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, probing for her own tongue, finding it and twining them together, tasting her and loving every second of it.

“You like my fur?” she whispered, her lips centimeters from his, her vivid green cat eyes staring directly into his.

“I love it,” he murmured back, kissing her again, deeply and passionately.

They continued making out for another half minute or so before she gently pushed against him. He let up and propped himself up on his palms.

“You want that payback now?” he asked.

“Yes, please,” she replied.

He laughed and then moved down the length of her thin, trim body. She was built like some of the dancers he saw on the net: a long, lean body of spare muscle, a nice curve to her hips. She spread her long legs for him, staring down the length of her thin body at him, smiling. He settled down on his stomach, glad to be able to do this for her. He found, as he got into position, that there was also something extra thrilling about getting so intimate so quickly with a brand new person. It was like utterly throwing caution to the wind and just going crazy, and that held its own appeal. He reached out and spread the lips of her taut pussy with his thumbs.

Leaning in, Jared let his hot breath whisper out across her extra sensitive, exposed pink skin. Her body trembled in anticipation. He stuck out his tongue and leaned in slowly, then touched the absolute tip of it to the small nub of her clit. Lindsay let out a small gasp as he made contact, then she released a long, slow moan that gradually built in power as he began to massage her clit with just the tip of his tongue.

“Ohhhhh fuck yes, Jared...” she whispered.

He continued, using only the tip to tease her clit for another good half minute or so. She was writhing and moaning and he could tell she wanted to reach down and force his face into her crotch further, but she was restraining herself, which was good. A slow build was better than just going in full force right from the beginning. Soon, he began to use more of his tongue, and he started to go a little bit faster and press down a little bit harder.

“Oh yes! That’s so good...” she groaned, louder this time.

He pressed on, stretching the session out for as long as he thought his jaw muscles and his tongue would stand up.

As he started using more and more of his tongue, going harder and faster as he licked at her pussy, Lindsay began to get louder, panting and moaning and crying out occasionally when he hit a particularly sensitive spot.

Eventually, he got up to using his whole tongue and lower lip, and she began yelling. She got especially noisy when he slipped a finger up into her, fucking her with it, pushing repeatedly up into her most sensitive spot as he licked at her pussy fast and hard, his face pretty much completely buried in her crotch now.

“OH MY FUCKING GOD YES, JARED!” she shrieked, and began to orgasm.

He pulled his head back, but kept fingering her as she started to come. He felt the muscles inside of her twitch and spasm and then, within seconds, a hot stream of sex juices escaped her pussy, getting all over his fingers and his hand and the blanket beneath her. Her hips bucked as she came, her whole body reacting, trembling and writhing as the pleasure soared through her, filling her up. She continued on like that for a good twenty seconds.

Then, all at once, her breath escaping her in one hard exhale and she collapsed back against the blankets, gasping.

“There,” Jared said, sitting up, wiping his mouth on the back of his arm after wiping his hand and arm off on the blankets. “How was that? We even?”

“Oh fuck yes,” Lindsay replied. “That was really good. You took your good sweet time. I was gonna make you go faster, but I’m glad I didn’t. I figured you knew what you were doing and holy shit, that was a powerful orgasm.”

“Good. I’m glad I could do that for you.”

She grinned and raised her head, staring intently at him. “You wanna stick it in me?” she asked, her eyes lowering to his cock, which felt like a throbbing bar of lead.

“Abso-fucking-lutely,” he replied with vigor, because he desperately wanted to.

She spread her legs again. “Then stick it in me and fill my pussy up with your load, because you so totally earned it.”

He responded by quickly getting on top of her, in between her beautiful legs. Jared grabbed his cock and guided it into her.

“Oh-ho-ho fuck yes!” he groaned as he slid smoothly into her tight perfection. She was so hot and wet inside, so tight, nothing but pure pleasure.

“Mmm, yes...” she moaned. “That’s a good boy, fuck me hard, Jared.”

He settled himself on top of her, propping himself up on the heels of his hands and staring down at her body, watching her intently as he started fucking her, started pounding her cyvit pussy. All of the different species, he noted, felt slightly different. Sometimes it was subtle, sometimes it was obvious, but it was always different from human girls, and that only made the sexual encounter that much more interesting, that much more monumental. It had been two years since he’d slept with the only cyvit girl he’d encountered who had been willing to be with him, and he had forgotten what cyvit pussy felt like. Now he was remembering, experiencing it all over again.

There was a certain friction inside of cyvit girls, a certain texture to their pussies that was subtly different from human girls, or all other races for that matter. It caused a fantastic suctioning friction that seemed to spark a unique kind of pleasure. Jared stared at his cock going in and out of her pussy rapidly, disappearing over and over again while Lindsay cried out. Then his gaze slid up across her narrow stomach, across that field of blue fur, and then higher, to her huge tits, bouncing in time with his furious thrusting.

He laid down against her and got a hand up in between them, squeezing one of her breasts, absolutely in love with the feel of it as he made love to her.

“Yes! Oh, Jared! Fucking give it to me!” Lindsay cried.

He let go of her breast and wrapped both arms around her. She responded in kind, bringing her legs up and wrapping them around him and reaching up from behind him and settling her hands on his shoulders.

He kept pounding her, losing himself in the sex, in the soft warmth of her fur, in the tight perfection of her pussy. Jared could feel his orgasm welling up inside of him, swelling to the surface, preparing for an eruption.

Ten seconds later, it happened.

He let out a grunting shout as he began to shoot his seed into Lindsay’s pussy, fulfilling her request to fill her up.

“Yes! Yes, Jared!” she cried as he slammed into her, his hips thrusting madly in sync with the harsh kicks of his cock, spurting thick loads of his seed out. He gasped and moaned as pink waves of pleasure lapped through him, filling him with intensely satisfying sexual bliss. The orgasm was powerful, more powerful than usual as he had the triple pleasure of having a new woman, that woman being an alien girl, and her being a cyvit. The climax slammed through him and tore his consciousness loose of his body briefly.

When he settled back into himself, he found that he was holding her very tightly. As he released her and let out his breath in a harsh gasp, she laughed.

“You doing okay there?” she asked.

“Yeah...yeah...I’m okay,” he replied, pulling out of her and flopping over onto his back. “Holy fuck, that was intense.”

“Yeah it was,” she agreed. “I thought you might pass out or something. Am I that good?”

“Yes,” he replied.

“Well good. I think this is going to be a happy relationship of casual sex. Speaking of happiness...” She rolled away from him and fumbled around on her nightstand for a moment. He heard a lighter being flicked, then smelled the rank smell of weed. He looked over as Lindsay was taking a deep breath.

“You humans have some nice drugs,” she murmured, a cloud of smoke leaving her mouth as she spoke. She took another toke, then passed it to him.

“Thanks,” he said, and took a long drag on it.

“You ever done this before?”

“Yeah, I used to be into it, still do it every now and then. I’ll probably pick it back up now that I’m among my own kind again.”

“Your own kind again?”

“Oh, yeah. Mercenaries. I spent five years as a merc, then the last year as a civvie after I got shot up.”

“Oh...well, welcome back.”

He took another pull on the joint, then passed it back to her. “I am so glad to be back.”

“Yeah, I can see that. You’ve fucked Veronica and Saf, right?”

“Multiple times. What about you?” he asked.

“I’ve had a lot of sex with Veronica, but I haven’t done it with Saf yet. I really want to. Hopefully she’ll be into it this time around.”

“Can’t imagine why she wouldn’t be...” he murmured, reaching out and playing with her huge tits for a little while. “These are amazing.”

“Yes they are. Although they’re kind of annoying sometimes, I have come to appreciate them...you know, you remind me of someone.”

She passed him back the joint. “Oh yeah?”

“His name was Ryan. He was this cute young tech. Very fresh-faced, just barely twenty when I met him. He had signed on with this crew called the Hellcats. I ran with them for a little while. Not long, it got kind of heavy, but we fucked a few times. He was really cute, and you just remind me of him. Although you’re a little more...confident, I think. Which is sexy in its own way. That reminds me, have you ever made it with a cyvit before?”

“Just once,” he replied. “She was this absolutely beautiful orange furred girl. Her name was Allison and she was a tech who had ten years on me. She was shy and I could tell she had a crush on me. I invited her to watch a movie in my cabin one night and...boy, did one thing ever lead to another. She could fuck like a demon. We kept that relationship for six months before she ended up having to leave because her father had come down with an illness and she needed to be with him. We kept in touch for a little while, but ultimately just drifted apart. And after that, I could never find a cyvit girl that wanted to be with me.”

“Well, now you’ve found one, cause I want that tongue of yours. I want it as often as you’re willing to give it, and I’m so willing to trade for it.”

“Sounds great. Next time we fuck, can I blow my load on your tits?” he asked.

She laughed. “Yeah, you’ll be about the millionth guy that’s asked that question. I don’t mind at this point,” she replied. “Especially for you. I’ve got a good feeling about Jared. You wanna spend the night in here with me?”

“I’d love to,” he replied.

“Good. Now I need to take a shower and clean up all this jizz you’ve left in me or it’ll leak out and get matted in my fur and no one wants that. You wanna join me?”

“I’m always down for showering with a hot woman,” he replied.

They killed off the joint and then got up and headed into the shower. Jared couldn’t get the grin off of his face.

This was definitely going to be a good relationship.

…

“Oh yeah...hold on...oh fuck, there it is!” Jared cried.

He was on his knees, straddling Lindsay’s chest, looking down at her huge, beautiful tits as she furiously jacked him off. That sight alone was enough to get him going. It was the next morning and he’d woken up and found her as horny as he was, so he’d fucked the hell out of her and she was making good on her promise.

Jared groaned as he stared coming, his dick spitting thick, stringy spurts of his seed all over her large, blue-furred breasts. She kept jerking him off, her hand working, her grip strong and sure. He kept going, waves of pink pleasure washing through him, making it difficult to stay upright. He could feel himself breathing hard, feel all the bliss engulfing him, feel her hand on his dick. She kept pumping it until it was dry.

“There, happy?” she asked, smiling sedately up at him.

He’d made sure to get her off during the sex, and the orgasm seemed to have left her a little weak.

He nodded. “Extremely,” he replied, getting off of her, looking at the huge mess he’d made all over her breasts. “Very extremely,” he added.

She snorted. “Good, cause I need a shower now.”

Jared checked his Link for the time and found it was a little past nine in the morning. Well, close enough, he might as well get up.

They both got out of bed and climbed into the shower.

“So how’d you meet Veronica?” Jared asked as they washed up.

“Bar fight,” she replied.

Jared looked at her interestedly, eyebrows raised. “Really?”

“Yep. Three years ago. We both happened to be drinking in the same bar. It was a xenian bar mostly and some of the xenians didn’t take kindly to cyvits drinking in their bar. Me and a couple other guys were hanging out. A thrown together crew that was celebrating a successful bounty hunting job. They were drunk, we were drunk, they started giving us shit. They outnumbered us like three to one, though when the shit started flying, we did pretty good. Veronica was there by herself and she didn’t like what she saw, so she jumped in and kicked serious ass. When it was over and we got out of there before the cops showed up, we got to talking and found out that we were a lot alike, and we ended up getting a hotel room together and having sex. We hung out for a few months until we drifted apart, and we’ve met up every six months or so ever since then.”

“Sounds about right,” he said after a moment. As they washed up, another thought came to him. “Do you ever think we all move too fast?” he asked. “Like, with relationships?”

“No,” Lindsay replied immediately. “Life is short, Jared, and sex isn’t sacred. Sex is fun. Sex is wild. It’s a leisure activity that more people should indulge in. There’s no thrill quite like it. And I love it. A great deal.”

“Wow. Sounds like you have strong opinions on it,” Jared murmured.

Lindsay shrugged. “I do. I had...repressed parents, and they were always on me about being ‘a promiscuous slut’, as my father liked to put it. When I was younger...eh, I’ll admit, I fucked a lot of guys, and girls, out of fury and hatred for my parents. And that wasn’t healthy. Eventually, I figured out that sex is...it’s just a tool, like anything else. It helps you relax, helps take the pressure off, helps you connect to another person, helps stave off loneliness and the inevitability of death. Most of us are programmed to fuck, and fuck a lot. If you have a low sex drive or you’re just not into it, that’s fine, but I’ve seen too many people crumble and suffer because they were trying to convince themselves against their basic sexual nature, and thus they try to convince everyone else, and that just makes everyone miserable.”

Jared nodded. She had a point, a good point. Maybe a little extreme, but she wasn’t wrong.

They finished washing up, got out and dried off. After pulling on some clothes, (Jared had to slip over to his own cabin to grab a fresh set), they headed through the ship and came into the kitchen together.

Saf was sitting at the table, looking over a tablet with a half-eaten meal on the table in front of her. She glanced up at them.

“Hey. Just so you know, the walls don’t hold sound in very well,” Saf said.

“Awesome. I love listening to people fuck,” Lindsay replied, crossing the room and opening up the fridge. “Goddamn, you guys have this stocked up pretty damned well.”

“Don’t go crazy, we aren’t exactly rolling in credits...speaking of which, what kind of numbers are we going to be playing with from your account?” Saf asked.

“I’m willing to throw you guys five thousand credits up front, after that, we can negotiate,” Lindsay replied. She selected a frozen pizza and tore it out of the box, then slipped it into the oven and threw away the box and plastic wrapping.

“Okay,” Saf said. “That’s a great start. Hopefully, between your money, our money, and Mira being...reasonable, we can get a decently stocked armory.”

“With Mira, you never know,” Lindsay replied. “It all depends on what kind of mood she’s going to be in. How far out is she, anyway?”

“We’re at the destination. Mira should be here soon. Hopefully.”

“Where’s Veronica?” Jared asked, finding himself a frozen bacon and egg sandwich and heating it up.

“Working out, I think,” Saf answered. She hesitated, then stood up, setting the tablet aside. “The ship just informed me that Mira has dropped into the region. Time to get this show on the road,” she said, heading out of the room.

Both Jared and Lindsay looked at the food they’d been making, then sighed and abandoned it for later, following her out of the kitchen. They all gathered at the bridge, Veronica included, and fired up the communications screen.

A mocha skinned woman with short, black hair and vivid blue eyes appeared.

“Veronica. Saf. Lindsay,” she said. She locked eyes with Jared and smiled. “I haven’t met you before,” she said.

“He’s Jared,” Veronica replied. “You ready to dock ships and get things kicked off?”

“I am. I’ve got the guns all laid out, Veronica.”

“Perfect. We’ll be right over.”

Veronica settled into her seat at the front of the bridge and began to work the controls, moving the Valkyrie carefully closer to Mira’s ship, until they were right next to each other and the airlocks locked together, sealing themselves.

“Okay, we’re good,” she said, standing. “Let’s do this.”

They headed through the ship. After cycling through the two airlocks, the quartet found themselves standing in a receiving room, being greeted by an immensely tall woman with a broad, almost shark-like smile. She was taller even than Veronica and Jared figured she had to be a few inches over seven feet at least.

Veronica walked right up to her and gave her a huge huge\ and a kiss on the mouth. “Mira, it’s been way too long.”

“It has,” Mira agreed happily, kissing her back. “Let’s get down to business, so that we can get it out of the way and enjoy some pleasure. It’s been way too long since I’ve been among someone who knew how to have a good time like you, Veronica.”

Veronica grinned. “I was about the say the same thing to you.”

She gave Jared another lingering gaze that he recognized right away: she was sizing him up, almost like some kind of hungry animal studying a piece of meat. He wasn’t sure how to feel about it. Nervous, excited, horny. Lots to choose from. He studied her as they left the room and headed through her ship.

Mira was a sturdily built woman. She wasn’t quite as busty as Veronica was, but there was still a lot there to appreciate. She had on a tanktop and very tight leggings that showed off her form. She had trim, athletic thighs and a great, fit ass that looked so, so good in her leggings. She led them through her ship and they came shortly to a room packed with tables along its walls and along the center as well.

On the tables were guns. Lots of guns.

“Holy shit,” Lindsay muttered.

“I’ve got quite a selection, right?” Mira replied.

“You sure do...where’d you come across all this shit?” Veronica asked as they moved into the room, spreading out along it, splitting up and checking over the arsenal.

“You know, here and there. Auctions, other mercs. I actually got my start raiding slaver compounds and just stealing their guns. Although I’ve been producing most of them just lately. Got a license and everything.”

“You don’t run missions anymore?”

“Nope, haven’t for four months now. We just sell guns. At most, we ship guns, but mostly we just sell them to mercenary outfits, private security, and bounty hunters.”

“How many crew you got onboard?” Veronica asked.

“Just four, besides me.”

“All right...so what kind of deal can you give us?”

Veronica looked at Saf, who stopped looking around and came back over to the two Amazonian women. “We’ve got six thousand credits to spend.”

“Okay, nothing to sneeze at.” Mira fell silent, seeming to consider the situation. “Tell you what, it’s been a good run so far. Why don’t you gather up what you want and I’ll give it all to you for a smooth five thousand credits?”

“Really?” Lindsay asked.

“Yep. So long as you guys don’t go overboard, I’m okay with it.”

“Okay, great. Thanks, Mira.” Veronica turned to them. “Grab your gear, people!”

…

In the end, they got a great haul.

An excellent selection of pistols, rifles, submachine guns, and shotguns, lots of ammo, some grenades and other explosives and some combat armor. It wouldn’t last them forever, especially if they started taking more dangerous missions, but it was definitely a great start, and they knew that Mira was doing them a big favor.

When it was over, Saf and Lindsay went back to the ship to inventory and sort the supplies, but Veronica asked Jared to stick around for a little bit. Mira took them through the ship on a brief tour, then up some stairs into what Jared realized at once was her bedroom. Like Veronica’s room, it was mostly dominated by a huge bed.

“So, Veronica, I get the feeling you wanted to ask me something else,” Mira said as they came into the room.

She sat down on the bed and Veronica and Jared stood facing her.

“I wanted to ask you to join our team,” Veronica replied.

“I kind of figured. I’m afraid I’ll have to decline. I’ve got a great gig here and I’m honestly having a lot of fun gun running legitimately. I don’t have to look over my shoulder quite so much anymore and I don’t have to panic whenever I see the cops. It’s nice. And I’ve got a good crew and a good ship here.”

“You do seem to have pretty sweet gig going here. I guess I’d be a bitch to try and ask you to walk away from it.”

“I can understand why. We had a lot of fun together back in the day. Speaking of fun...you’ve been giving me the look since you first got onboard.” She looked from Veronica to Jared, who had to fight not to step back. “Both of you.”

Veronica grinned. “Yeah, I guess I have. I miss your body and your sex, Mira, and I was hoping to get a taste again.”

“Fair enough. Is that why you asked him along? Have you two been intimate?” Mira replied.

“Yes,” Jared replied. “Several times.”

“Well aren’t you lucky? You got a cute guy on the side,” Mira said. “Well, I’d definitely be down for a threesome.”

“Perfect!” Veronica began taking off her clothes.

Jared hesitated for a moment, then blinked and started undressing. Well, apparently this was happening. He was going to have a threesome with two Amazonian women. Veronica freed her huge pale breasts and Mira freed her high, firm breasts. She peeled away her leggings and her panties and stood nude and glorious before the both of them, almost looking like some kind of sexual goddess. She was really tall, even for an Amazonian.

She climbed onto the bed and beckoned them to join her.

As Veronica came close to her she all but grabbed the woman and brought her close to her face, locking lips with her and kissing her furiously. Jared watched in intensely aroused interest as the two women groped each other, kissed each other, came together, looking like something out of a wet dream. Then, after a little bit, Mira seemed to remember he was there with them and she pushed Veronica up a little bit.

“Eat me,” she said.

“Yes ma’am,” Veronica replied, and got down in between her fit thighs.

Mira pulled Jared closer and began to kiss him now. He laid his hand on one of her breasts as she pushed her tongue into his mouth, and felt her moan into the kiss as Veronica began eating her pussy out. He stared into Mira’s bright green eyes as he kissed her and groped her, feeling her soft warmth, the firmness of her breasts.

She gently but firmly pushed him away suddenly. “Get on top, put it in my mouth,” she said, and he did immediately.

Straddling her, basically sitting on her tits, he put his cock in her mouth and she closed her wonderful lips around it. He groaned as she started sucking him off, groaned at that hot, wet pleasure that enveloped his dick, sending shocks of rapture through him. She let him fuck her mouth, let him use his hips to slide his cock smoothly back and forth, back and forth. He could feel her working up a great mouthful of spit, and soon realized why when she motioned for him to take his cock out of her mouth. He did so.

“Now go fuck Veronica,” she said, grinning. “Fuck her hard.”

“Happily,” Jared replied.

Mira was clearly a woman who liked to be in charge, and that was fine by him. He quickly got off of her and looked at Veronica’s long, pale, nude body. She was lying on her stomach, her face buried in between Mira’s thighs, licking her clit furiously. As he got down up against her ass, pushing her legs together, he saw Mira reach down and begin running her hands through Veronica’s hair, moaning as she got eaten out.

Jared got up against her huge, fit white ass and guided his saliva-slicked cock down in between her pressed-together thighs. He pushed until he got into her pussy, groaned at the hot burst of pleasure, and started fucking her, humping her furiously from behind. Veronica let out a loud, muffled moan as he did this.

“Oh, fuck yes...” Jared groaned as he started pounding that Amazonian pussy, burying his steel-hard cock into her over and over again. He had himself propped up on his hands, staring down at Veronica’s huge ass, just barely able to see his cock disappearing into her. He looked up then, at Veronica’s head buried in Mira’s crotch, still eating her pussy, putting her tongue to good use. Then up further, up Mira’s long, lean, bare body, her legs spread out wide, her head back on a pillow, looking again like a mocha-skinned sex angel. She was beginning to sweat and it glistened on her skin, on her abs and her firm breasts.

He kept this up until Mira let out a cry of pleasure and Veronica let up and Mira began to come. He saw a spray of sex juices escape her pussy as her body gave a hard jerk, all her muscles contracting, her breasts bouncing nicely.

“Oh yesyesyesyes!” she moaned in a high-pitched voice, trembling with the orgasm. Jared and Veronica watched her as she came, and when it was over, she fell back onto the bed and fixed them with her gaze once more.

“Veronica, ride my face. Jared, fuck my pussy.”

They both moved to obey her. Jared took up Veronica’s place between Mira’s firm thighs and slipped his cock quickly into her pussy. Once he’d started fucking, he didn’t like to stop it for very long until he was done. Once he was back inside, (she was really tight), he started fucking her hard, causing her to cry out as Veronica settled her pussy over her face. She was tall enough that he could rest his head on her breasts, and he did so, wrapping his arms around her and pounding her, burying his cock inside of her tight, wet perfection.

All three of them were groaning now, pleasure coursing through them. Jared kept going and going and going for as long as he could, and before long he felt it happening. His orgasm seemed to spring into existence and he kept pounding her as he came, crying out as his seed was ejected forcefully from the tip of his cock, shooting into her waiting, willing pussy. He groaned and writhed against her, his muscles clenching and releasing, his hips thrusting madly as he pounded her with his climax coursing through him.

When he came back to himself, he heard Veronica crying out and realized that she was currently enjoying an orgasm of her own. He carefully pulled out of Mira’s pussy, got up and then sat down heavily on the bed, watching the two women as they finished up their threesome. When it was over, Veronica fell back onto the bed and both Amazonian women laid there beside each other, sweaty and naked and sticky.

“I consider this meeting a success,” Mira said between breaths.

Jared and Veronica heartily agreed.

CHAPTER 06

“Did you have fun?”

Jared glanced over as he stepped into the dormitories hallway. Lindsay was leaning against his door, wearing just a sports bra and jogging shorts. He’d actually had a lot of fun. He had just come back from Mira’s ship after a fuck session with her and Veronica, and a long shower followed by nearly an hour of lounging around while Mira and Veronica caught up. Eventually, Mira reluctantly informed them that she had to get going. On the way out to meet them, she’d picked up a contract and had to get back on the move.

So they’d said goodbye, thanked her for her generous deal (and her generous sex), and left her ship. Veronica had gone up to the bridge, to bring them the nearest space port, since hanging out in the middle of space wasn’t exactly a great idea even at the best of times, and Jared had decided to head back to his workshop for a bit. There were more repairs to be done. But now here Lindsay was with an odd smile on her face.

“Yeah,” he replied. “Why?...are you all right, you seem a bit...well, off.”

Her odd smile broadened into something almost like a feral grin.

“I’m okay. Just feeling a little...territorial,” she replied.

He tried to gauge if she was serious or if this was just some kind of pretend thing. But if she was pretending, she was doing a really convincing job. Her eyes sparked with intensity and her tail swished back and forth behind her.

“Seriously?” he asked finally.

“Yeah. Don’t worry, it’s not a big deal. I just get this way sometimes and I guess I wasn’t prepared to share you quite so soon. If you want me to, I’ll leave you alone.”

“No, it’s fine. I just...is this...are you jealous?” he asked, cautiously approaching her.

“No, not jealousy. More...well, territorial. I meant what I said before, I don’t mind sharing. But for right now, I want to make you mine...if you’ll let me. I promise, if you let me, it will be a very, very good experience for you.”

“Yeah, I’m okay with you, uh, reclaiming me. I mean, for now, I guess.” He stepped up to her and she turned around and opened his door.

“Don’t worry, this won’t be a long thing. I’ll feel better after we get a good fuck in,” Lindsay replied, stepping into his room.

He followed her in, closed and then, after a moment’s thought, locked the door. Almost as soon as he began to turn back around, Lindsay was grabbing him. He let out a sound of surprise and stumbled towards his bed as she forcibly moved him across the room, then shoved him back onto the bed. Moving fast, she stripped off her clothing, getting naked remarkably quickly, then climbing onto the bed with him.

She started undressing him, first getting his shoes off, then undoing his belt and button and zipper and yanking his cargo pants down, along with his boxers, freeing his dick, which was already hard, looking forward to the attention it was about to receive. He took off his shirt and dropped it to the floor, then Lindsay was on top of him, pressing herself against him and kissing him hard on the mouth. He reached down and took her tight, fit ass in his hands as he felt all her soft fur brush against his bare skin. She felt incredible.

Her tongue was a wild and free thing, probing his mouth, lusty and full of desire and sexual energy. There was definitely something different about Lindsay at the moment. He liked it a lot. She abruptly pulled back from kissing him and seemed to study him with her wide and wild cat eyes, a fierce grin on her face. Then, without saying anything, she quickly moved lower, laid in between his legs and took his cock in her warm, wet mouth.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned as she started giving him head.

She was really getting into it, taking his cock very deep into her mouth. He could feel it poking against the back of her throat and sometimes she would keep it there for several seconds at a time. He watched her work.

She was really on point today.

Lindsay bobbed her head furiously and she was seriously sucking. Jared tried to keep himself under control but she was practically overwhelming his natural defenses. But even in her lust-driven state, she seemed to sense this about him and took him out of her mouth before he started letting off. Almost as soon as she did, though, she clambered up on top of him, took his saliva-slicked cock and slid it into herself.

“Oh, fucking yes, Lindsay,” he groaned as she penetrated herself with his dick, pushing it far into her slick, hot pussy.

She was chewing on her lower lip now, staring at him intently, as she grabbed his shoulders to stabilize herself as she started bouncing on his dick.

“Ohhh yes!” she moaned as in great relief, as if she’d had some terrible itch for hours and suddenly she was scratching it vigorously. She sank his cock into her pussy over and over again, going as fast as she could, riding it and fucking it and satisfying herself with it. “That’s it!” she cried. “That’s the fucking good stuff!”

Jared laid back and let her fuck him, staring up at her huge, blue-furred tits as they bounced in sync with her furious riding. He reached down and gripped her firm hips, then started thrusting up into her, causing her to cry out in surprise.

“Oh Jared, fuck me like a whore!” she screamed at him.

He reached up, grabbed her tits and continued pushing up into her, forcing himself even deeper into her alien pussy. They fucked like that for another couple of minutes, and then Lindsay suddenly decided she needed to be facing the other direction. He let go of her big breasts and let her spin around, which she did with great dexterity, and before he knew it she was facing away, showing him her nice ass, perched on her feet, her legs spread wide, hands gripping his shins and she kept fucking his dick, her muscles working as she slid perfectly up and down him. He could see her tail twitching spasmodically back and forth.

“You got lube?” she asked.

“What? Yeah, why?” he gasped in reply.

“Get it.”

He didn’t ask any more questions. Instead, Jared reached over and fumbled around on his nightstand until he wrapped his hand around the tube of lube. He pulled it into bed with him and let her keep fucking him, staring at her ass and her tail, watching his cock disappear up into her pussy repeatedly, his orgasm threatening to overwhelm him. And then, suddenly, she moved up and forward, letting his cock pop out.

“Lube up,” she said.

He almost asked ‘what?’ or ‘why?’ but didn’t and instead squeezed some out into his hand and rubbed his dick down quickly.

“Now put it in my ass,” she said.

A new excitement began to shoot through him and he guided his cock towards her fit ass as she lowered herself again. He fit his cock into her tight ass and groaned as she kept slowly lowering herself. He had to resist the powerful urge to thrust up with his hips, since he didn’t want to hurt her. Instead, he settled his hands on her firm hips and let the sexual bliss wash through him as she continued carefully lowering herself, moving slowly, working him into her ass, until he was all the way inside, buried completely in her.

“Holy fuck you have a tight ass,” Jared groaned.

“And right now it’s all yours,” she replied, and then she started riding his dick with her ass. He let out a loud groan as hot waves of pleasure rushed through him. Lindsay’s cyvit ass was so fit and so fucking tight.

“Come in me, you dirty boy,” she moaned, her hips and thighs working wonderfully as she fucked his dick with her ass, “come for me, Jared.”

He pulled her ass down over his cock, causing her to cry out, and that was when he started to come. His orgasm exploded into existence, a powerful eruption of absolute, unfiltered bliss and sexual rapture, filling him with an intense satisfaction as his seed began to shoot from the tip of his cock, filling up her cyvit ass.

“Yes!” he yelled. “Fuck! Yes!”

His cock kicked hard, held firmly in the tight confines of her ass, shooing his load up it one hard contraction at a time. It kept that up for some time, emptying him and sending wave after wave of pink bliss through him, transporting him briefly to another world of pure pleasure. He kept going, filling her up, until he had nothing left to give, and that’s when he collapsed back against the bed, his arms going limp beside him.

Lindsay got up off of him, carefully pulling him from inside of her, and got up. She hesitated a moment, her legs apparently wobbly and tired out, then she made for his bathroom.

“You okay?” he asked, having only enough energy to turn his head to track her progress.

“I’m fine,” she replied. “Just a little worn out. I think I overdid it there. Hold on, lemme clean up and I’ll be back in a moment.”

“I’ll join you, actually,” Jared said as he came more back to himself. He needed a shower. He’d sweated up a storm during that session.

“Fair enough,” Lindsay replied.

He got up and made his way into the bathroom, finding her just turning on the shower. As soon as the water was warm, they got in together. For a little bit, they both went about cleaning themselves up. Lindsay seemed suddenly quiet and reserved, basically the exact opposite of how she had been mere minutes ago.

“Are you okay?” he asked finally.

She was briefly startled, as if she’d been deep in thought and had forgotten that she wasn’t alone in the shower. She nodded and offered him a tired smile. “Yeah, I really am, don’t worry. I’m pretty much back to normal now. That whole thing...” she hesitated, seemed to consider it further. “How about we finish showering and get back into bed and I’ll tell you. I really like talking more in bed than standing up.”

“Makes sense,” he replied.

They finished cleaning themselves up, killed the water, got out and dried off. As soon as the towels were back up on the racks, they headed back out and crawled into the bed, then curled up together beneath his blankets.

“So, what’s on your mind?” he asked.

They were facing each other, their faces very close. Jared noted that all of the sexual energy seemed to have gone out of both of them, as if the orgasms had expelled it from their bodies, (she had come too, he’d realized while getting up for the shower, she’d come when he’d been in her ass and started to orgasm himself), and now there was nothing left but soft, warm intimacy that they both seemed happy to indulge in.

“I told you earlier that you reminded me of another boy, Ryan, that I met briefly. Well, I didn’t quite realize it until later, after I’d already left, but I had actually developed a big crush on Ryan. Like a bad one. And I’ve been, you know, getting over it, since we’re been far apart and unlikely to cross paths again, and when I saw you, it just...reopened the crush in a big way that I guess I wasn’t entirely ready to deal with. It awoke that territorial instinct in me and I just...I had to have you. Sorry if I freaked you out a little,” she explained.

“No, it’s fine. I get it, I think. And hey, you were right, that was really, really good. You’ve got a seriously tight ass,” he replied.

She grinned and kissed him briefly on the lips. “Well thank you, I’m glad I could bring you such pleasure. It was pretty great for me, too. It was particularly satisfying. And I just wanted to, you know, thank you, for letting me work that out.”

“Oh come on, like I’m going to turn you down for sex,” he replied.

She snorted. “Fair point, but thank you all the same.”

“Glad I could be of service,” he replied.

He wrapped his arms around her and she did the same to him, and they laid there together, hugging, for several minutes. It was a good couple of minutes, a good feeling. He felt...content. Better. Happy.

“Any ideas on what we’re going to do next?” he asked.

“No, Veronica and Saf are figuring it out, I guess. We got a great haul, though. You should take a look at the armory. Me and Saf were organizing it while you and Veronica were getting your rocks off,” Lindsay replied.

“I appreciate the effort.”

“Well, I figured I should probably get to pulling my weight around here. If I let myself, I’ll get lazy, and no one likes that. Veronica’s the same way, I think. Saf on the other hand...from what I know, she’s different. Wired differently. I think she’s one of those people who has a brain that won’t let them relax, that will just sit there and keep pushing and pushing and pushing and you’ll feel like shit if you don’t get a lot done.”

“I think I know what that’s like,” Jared murmured.

“You got a brain like that, too?”

“No...well, not really. I mean, I guess I’m somewhere in between. Some days its really easy to just...take it easy. To relax. But other days it’s like I’ll be in a terrible mood if I don’t get a lot of shit done, and even then, sometimes, no matter how hard I work, it’s not enough. I imagine I’d be a lot more successful and miserable if I had that feeling all the time. But I’m generally content, sometimes I’m happy, so it’s a good trade off, I think.”

“Happiness is pretty great,” Lindsay agreed.

They fell silent again and this time Jared was just content to lay there, at least for a little while. There was a lot he still had to do, between compiling a list of shit he needed to buy, organizing his section of the armory and making more repairs, it would take a lot of time. But for right now, all he wanted to do was lay here with Lindsay.

So he did.

…

“So what’s next?” Veronica asked, coming into kitchen. It was where she was spending most of her time because they didn’t have a rec room set up yet. That was going to have to be something they purchased next time they stopped somewhere.

Saf was sitting at the kitchen table, staring at a tablet. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately, which made enough sense, Veronica figured. Putting together a mercenary team was a lot of work, and Veronica herself wasn’t exactly the best at doing all that technical or bureaucratic stuff, she was just good at kicking ass and piloting. And sex. Well, she thought so. And from the way Jared and Saf reacted, apparently so did they.

“I got in touch with another old friend of ours,” Saf replied.

“Oh yeah? Who?”

“Bree.”

“Bree?! Oh, I love her! What did she say? Please tell me she said yes.” Veronica grabbed a soda and sat down at the table.

“Well, she didn’t really give an answer. Her response was a little strange. She told me she would get back to me soon and...that was really the end of the conversation that we had earlier today. I’m hoping she says something soon, because it’d be great if we could change course now instead of later, when we’re farther away. Fuel isn’t cheap.”

“That’s true...oh man, I miss Bree. We had such good times together...you talked to her last, what was she up to? I lost track.”

“She’d found a boyfriend,” Veronica replied. “Another tech thief, a guy a lot like her. Last I heard it was true love, which is saying something, considering how much Bree liked to sleep around. When I asked if it was an open relationship, she said they were ‘working on it’. So yeah, I believe her when she said she was in love. She wouldn’t be ‘working on’ anything if she wasn’t deeply, heavily invested in the relationship.”

“That girl did love a life free of responsibility,” Veronica replied.

“It’s not exactly a bad position to have. Responsibility kind of sucks,” Saf muttered.

“It does, but that’s not something I’d normally hear from you. You okay?”

“I’m fine, just frustrated and tired. All this stuff I’ve been doing lately...there’s just so much of it and I don’t really feel like I can pawn it off on anyone else. I mean, don’t take this the wrong way, but I don’t really think I can trust you or Lindsay with making sure our merc licenses are in order or getting the ship properly tagged or figuring out all the various tax-related things to getting paid for these jobs or all the other tedious bullshit that goes along with it.”

“You do have a point,” Veronica replied.

“And I don’t want to dump any of this on Jared because, A, I don’t know how well he is at it either, though probably better than usual given that he ran his own business, and B, he’s already got enough on his plate what with single-handedly fixing the ship.”

“That boy does work his ass off,” Veronica murmured in reply. “Maybe I should take him aside and fuck him to get his mind off of work for a bit.”

“You mean to get your mind off of work. I know how you think. And besides, I think Lindsay beat you to it, at least for the moment. She was talking about him a lot when we were setting up the armory,” Saf replied.

“He is cute, I can see why she’d like him,” Veronica replied.

Saf began to respond, then stopped, one finger raised. Wait. Then she spoke up. “Okay, we’ve got an incoming call from Bree,” she said, getting up. She came around and sat beside Veronica, then grabbed her tablet. “Linking it to my tablet.”

The screen on the tablet shifted and cleared to show Bree’s face, and immediately Veronica could tell that something was wrong. Very wrong. Her normally happy, carefree face was downcast in intense sorrow, her eyes were watery and bloodshot and her cheeks were wet. Her short blonde hair was a mess and it looked like she was wearing a bathrobe.

“Hi Veronica, hi Saf,” she said quietly.

“Bree...what’s wrong?” Veronica responded softly.

Bree opened her mouth, hesitated, reached out, grabbed a tissue and blew her nose. Then she looked up at the ceiling and blinked several times, trying to keep herself from crying. “My fiancee is dead. David is dead,” she said simply.

“What happened?!” Veronica demanded. When someone died in their line of work, it was very likely that it was because they were murdered.

“Deal gone wrong,” Bree continued tonelessly.

“Give me names,” Veronica growled, clenching her hands into fists. “I’ll-”

“It’s already done, Veronica. They’re all dead. Ash was with me when it happened and she...none of them got out of there alive, and their bosses didn’t last long either. Ash went a little overboard, not that I really give a shit about them. Their whole little merc clan is gone. It was a flat out genocide, scorched earth policy. You know Ash.”

“Yeah...” Veronica murmured, trying to process all of this. Ashley, or Ash as she liked to go by, was another Amazonian that gave a whole new meaning to the word lethal. She was an assassin by trade and if she wanted you, well...there wasn’t really a whole lot you or anyone you knew could do it about it.

She would get you.

When Ash went to war, people died by the dozens.

Well, at least they hadn’t gone peacefully or pleasantly. The bastards all got what they deserved. That helped. Not much, but a little.

“Where is she now?” Saf asked.

“She’s here, with me. I...she’s overseeing the funeral arrangements.”

Veronica was nodding, that made sense. When Ash had met Bree, something had clicked between them, something familial. Ash took Bree on like she was her little sister and always watched out for her. Which had always blown Veronica away. If there was one thing it seemed like Ash didn’t have, it was emotional attachments.

And yet, there was Bree. Ash would do anything for Bree.

“When is the funeral? We’re coming,” Veronica said.

“It’s in two days. I...you don’t have to come if you’re busy,” Bree murmured in reply.

“Hell to that, we’re coming, Bree.”

“Thank you...what did you want to talk to me about? It seemed like you were trying to get ahold of me for a specific reason,” she said, seeming to come back to herself a little bit now that she knew others were on their way.

“Nothing important,” Saf replied quietly. “Don’t worry, Bree. We’ll be there as soon as we can. I promise.”

“Okay. I’ll see you when you get here. And...thanks, again.”

“You’re welcome. And I’m sorry.”

She nodded, reached out and killed the feed.

Veronica and Saf sat together for a long while in the mess hall, then Veronica stood up abruptly. “I’m going to go change course,” she said, walking out of the room.

“I’ll tell the others,” Saf said, still sitting there, looking dazed. Veronica wondered briefly if she should stay and talk with Saf, there was something in the way she was looking like that, something that was very unusual to see in the kai, who was normally very calm, very rigidly controlled, but the need to get to Bree overrode that.

Veronica headed for the bridge.

She stepped through the doorway, settled into the pilot’s seat and then came up short. She realized she didn’t know where Bree was. She activated her Link and linked it to Saf’s own internal computer.

“Saf, where is Bree?” she asked.

“Fleur.”

She knew the place, vaguely. It was a little moon with a handful of colonies spread out along its surface, terraformed about fifty years ago. Calling up the galactic travel index, she punched in the coordinates, double-checked them and then punched it.

They would be there in twelve hours.

…

Jared felt very strange and uncomfortable.

The past several hours had been long, sad, and, honestly, miserable. When Veronica had told him what the situation was, that a friend of theirs had suffered a tremendous loss and needed company, and that they were going to give her that company and he didn’t have to leave the ship if he didn’t want to, he’d told her that he would go with them. Because, somehow, it felt wrong not to go, even if he’d never met the person who had died or those affected by the death. When he thought about it, he supposed it had something to do with the nature of loss itself, and how close he was to the concept of loss, given he lived the life that he did.

He’d seen people die before.

It was always ugly. Always.

And he had an idea that losing a loved one, especially your fiancee for God’s sake, was kind of like being thrown down a black void that might have no end, and you would fall, and fall, and fall, and the only way to slow your descent even a little seemed to be with other people’s help. Or maybe it was different for everyone, maybe he only hoped that other people would help him grieve. You couldn’t grieve for that person who had experienced the loss, but you could at least, on some small level, make their lives a little less horrible while they did grieve.

So he’d found some black slacks and a black, long-sleeved, button-down shirt that he had held onto for occasions like this, taken a shower, shaved and gotten dressed. Then he had joined Veronica and Saf, (Lindsay had opted out of going, instead staying at the port), and had headed into the colony. Appropriately, it was raining.

They’d met with the woman in question, Bree, at the funeral home where they had a closed casket. It seemed that all mercenaries had closet caskets. There weren’t all that many people around and it seemed like a small service. Jared’s first thought, when he saw Bree, was that she was absolutely beautiful, and immediately riding on the heels of this thought was guilt. Now wasn’t the time for such observations.

He’d also noticed another Amazonian woman lurking in the background, a tall, whipcord lean woman with short black hair and blazing white eyes, a result of implants. She was made of long, lean muscle and looked very deadly. He didn’t speak to her but when he’d asked Veronica, she’d explained that her name was Ash and she was Bree’s best friend. When the time had come, Bree had been the only one to speak, and it was an exquisitely painful thing to hear, because it was obvious that she had loved the man a great deal.

When it was over, they were driven to the graveyard through the rain, beneath gray skies. Jared rode with Saf in the car behind the hearse, which transported the body, Bree, Veronica, and Ash. He couldn’t think of anything to say and, besides, it seemed kind of obvious that Saf wasn’t in a talking mood. She simply stared out at the streets beyond the car, and so Jared found himself doing the same. It was so bizarre, this situation he was in. He was down, miserable and depressed, but it was a detached kind of depression.

The cars deposited them at a small graveyard on the edge of the colony, not far from where a hole had been dug in the earth. No one else spoke at the grave, there were no religious men or women here, either. They lowered him into the earth after everyone had come by to pay their respects, and the local graveyard workers began burying him.

Slowly, one by one, what few people there were had left. Jared still didn’t know what to say, or even what to think at this point. In the end, Veronica had told him that if he wanted to, he could go, she was going to stay with Bree for awhile longer. He looked at Saf, who was already headed back to the car, and decided it was time for him to leave as well.

“I’ll see you back on the ship,” Veronica had said.

He’d nodded and left. And not long after that, getting into the car they’d borrowed, (he’d found out that it was Bree’s), he’d gotten a message from Lindsay. She had asked him to join her at a place called Stripped Bare. And she’d been kind of insistent. So he’d had Saf drop him off farther into town, bid her farewell for now and started walking.

And here he was, on approached to a place called Stripped Bare.

It was darker now and still raining, though the darkness was just a false nightfall, the sun still up, just hidden behind heavy clouds.

The place Lindsay was hanging out at was, not surprisingly, a strip club. He came in out of the rain and looked around. There were a good number of very attractive women up on stage in varying states of nudity, dancing their hearts out to some techno. He looked around and spotted Lindsay sitting before and staring up at a shockingly sexy redhead who was wearing nothing but a thong and staring intently back at Lindsay while she danced.

Jared walked up and sat down beside her.

“Enjoying yourself?” he asked.

She glanced over at him and he could tell she was at least somewhat drunk. “Jared! I sure as hell am, look at this beautiful woman, Jared!”

“She is beautiful,” he agreed.

“Thank you, cutie,” the woman replied.

“Her name is Tiffany and she’s just wonderful and we’ve been negotiating.”

“Negotiating?” Jared replied. “About what?”

“Sex,” Lindsay replied with a grin.

“Oh...”

“You interested?”

“You mean, sex with me? Or with you?”

“First one, then the other,” Tiffany replied.

He looked up at her and took another look at her. She really was extremely attractive. She was tall, about as tall as he was, with big, perfectly sculpted breasts that were more than likely the result of simple cosmetic surgery, since porno-perfect boobs were a lot more affordable these days. She had a trim stomach that broadened to big hips and thick thighs and a really big, hot ass. Her hair was vividly red and kind of short.

Short hair seemed to be in this year, and that was fine by Jared.

Tiffany wore it really well.

And she had this smooth, flawless pale skin. Staring up at her, into her bright green eyes, at her huge, hanging breasts as she bent over in front of them, placing her hands on her knees with her tits between her biceps, smiling at them, he decided that, beyond the obvious desire to have sex with a woman this attractive, he could honestly use the distraction. The funeral and the thoughts of death were freaking him out a little and he just didn’t want to think about it.

“Yeah, I’m down. How much?” he asked.

“Three hundred credits for an hour,” she replied. “Each.”

“Deal,” Lindsay said without taking her eyes off of Tiffany. “I’ll cover both of us, cause I want to watch.”

“Okay, great,” Jared said.

Tiffany stopped dancing. “Perfect, come with me, we’ve got rooms in the back for just such an occasion.”

Jared and Lindsay got up as Tiffany hopped off stage and led them back across the strip club. She stopped briefly to make a notation in the log that this was happening, and then took Lindsay’s credits for the exchange, then, once it went through, she smiled and led them through a door at the back of the club that came out into a long, silent hallway. As they walked along it, Jared found his eyes glued to her ass, which was big, pale, shapely, and beautiful, thinly framed by the black thong she was wearing. She selected a door seemingly at random, unlocked it, opened it up and stepped inside. He and Lindsay followed her in.

She shut and locked the door behind them.

“Well, I’m all yours,” she said, grinning at them.

Jared looked briefly around the room as he started taking his clothes off. It was all done up in pink and mostly dominated by a single, huge bed, also done up in pink. There were small tables on either side of the bed that had sex toys and lube. Tiffany was taking off what little clothing she had left on her, and then stood before them, at the foot of the bed, completely naked. Jared again marveled at her as he stripped of his own clothing. Those wondrously thick thighs and broad hips, her smooth pussy and her trim, taut stomach.

She seemed to have a body that was designed to be fucking hot.

“How do you wanna do this?” he asked Lindsay, since she was footing the bill and she seemed to have a better idea of what was going to happen.

“I want you to fuck her. I want to watch you fuck her,” she said.

“Well, okay then,” Jared replied.

He finished stripping and slowly approached Tiffany. He was, ironically, more intimidated by her than by most of the other women he encountered. It was probably because she was human and so obviously out of his league. He’d grown up around all kinds of super hot human women in high school and, obviously, none of them had any interest in him at all. And although he’d always been more into alien girls than his own species, well, it had still been miserable and painful and lonely. Tiffany stepped forward.

She reached down, grabbed his wrists and brought his hands up to her large, firm breasts. All thoughts were pushed from his skull as he began groping them, and then she leaned in and pressed her lips firmly against his. He squeezed her tits, feeling her nipples press against the skin of his palms, then reached down and took her thick ass in his grasp. As he felt her up, he shoved his tongue into her mouth, suddenly desperate in how much he wanted her, in how much he wanted to do all sorts of things to her.

Abruptly, he pulled away from her and repositioned them. He put his hands on her shoulders and she took the message, getting down onto her knees. He sat down on the bed and opened his legs, grabbed her head, put his cock in her mouth and started guiding her head up and down. He could feel her sucking him as he did this.

“That’s it, Jared,” Lindsay whispered, “fuck her in the mouth. Fuck her good.”

Hot pleasure expanded from his dick as he made the stripper suck his cock. He didn’t want to be too rough with her, but part of him did want this to be rougher than usual, a strange part that had been knocked loose by both the funeral and the opportunity to have sex with a seriously hot stripper. He kept this up for a good minute or so before pulling her back.

“On the bed,” he said, standing up. “Hands and knees, near the end.”

“Yes sir,” she replied without sarcasm. He had an idea that she was kind of getting off on this too. Well, good for both of them.

He caught movement to his left and saw Lindsay standing near one of the tables. She was naked now too and her hand came up with a little vibrator. She climbed onto the bed, leaning up against the headboard and spreading her legs.

“Don’t mind me,” she said, flipping on the vibrator and sticking it up against her clit. She gasped and moaned as she began masturbating.

The sight was incredibly sexy, doubly so when he glanced down and saw that Tiffany was in position, her huge white ass right there, ready for sex. Knowing that he’d want anal, he paused to grab some lube, set it down on the bed next to her and then slipped his cock into her glistening pink slit. Tiffany let out a load, crying moan as he penetrated her, pushing all the way into her with just a few, short thrusts, burying his cock completely in her amazing, bare pussy. He settled his hands on her broad hips and started pounding her from behind.

“Yes!” she moaned. “Yes, fucking give it to me!” she screamed.

He started fucking her harder, in a good position to do so since he was standing. He’d always liked standing sex for some reason. The sound of their skin slapping together was loud in the pink room as he slammed into her pussy, his hips meeting her fat ass over and over again. Fresh pleasure blossomed and bloomed within him, a hot rapture that seemed to fill him. He was enjoying this even more than the sex he’d had with Lindsay earlier today. It had actually been awhile since he’d fucked a regular human woman.

And he’d never fucked a human prostitute.

It didn’t take him long before he decided he wanted her fat ass, so he pulled out, lubed up and slipped it up her ass.

The pleasure was immediate and powerful and potent.

Tiffany let out a much louder cry of pleasure as he started fucking her up the ass. Her ass felt as good as it looked. Jared watched his cock disappear into the stripper repeatedly, felt his pleasure building up inside of him, and found that this thing that Lindsay had initiated was doing its job pretty well. He wasn’t really thinking of anything but Tiffany and her big, wonderful ass right then. He ran his hands over her ass as he fucked it, pounding it, slammed into it with increasing intensity and she seemed to be enjoying it all.

“Fuck her in the ass, Jared!” Lindsay moaned from where she was at the head of the bed. “Pound that fat ass!” she groaned.

He looked up and saw that she was still masturbating. She was crying out, rubbing the vibrator against her clit, twitching and spasming as the pleasure hit her over and over again. He looked back down at Tiffany’s huge, white ass and that was all it took to force him to start letting off. Pure bliss began to fill him, radiating out from his core, surging through him in waves as his seed was ejected from him in powerful spurts that filled Tiffany’s big ass. He groaned and cried out, thrusting forward, burying himself deeper and deeper into her as he came. He was gasping in pleasure and by the time he finished, his cock was extremely sensitive and softening. Carefully, he pulled himself out of her ass and sat down heavily on the bed.

“Eat me!” Lindsay moaned suddenly.

Tiffany didn’t miss a beat. She crawled forward, then fell down onto her stomach and buried her head in Lindsay’s crotch as she pulled the sex toy away. Lindsay began to cry out, her voice high pitched and full of sexual desire and intense pleasure as Tiffany started licking her clit. She grabbed Tiffany’s head and pulled it deeper into her crotch.

“Yes! Oh God, yes! Tiffany, yes!” she shrieked.

And then she was coming. She moaned and writhed around and twitched as her orgasm tore through her. He watched, fascinated, as Tiffany continued fingering her climaxing pussy furiously, causing Lindsay to yell even louder. Jared watched all of this intently until Lindsay was done, her body spent, and she went slack against the headboard, big tits swaying as her chest rose and fell rapidly, trying to catch her breath.

Tiffany got up and walked over to the left side of the room, opening a door that he hadn’t seen before, and stepped inside. From what he could see, it was a bathroom. He got up, feeling, as he always did after a frantic fuck session, in need of a shower.

“You okay?” he asked, glancing at Lindsay.

She waved a hand at him. “Fine, throw me my pants?” she asked.

He nodded and did as she asked. She went into her pocket and came out with a lighter and a joint. She lit it up.

“You want some?” she asked.

“Yeah, although I need a shower,” he replied.

“I’ll be in in a minute.”

He nodded again and moved into the bathroom. He found Tiffany already in the shower, washing up. “Care if I join you?” he asked.

“Not at all, I’m still on the clock,” she replied, making room.

He came into the shower, which was pretty large, and closed the curtain behind him.

“I didn’t like, go too rough, did I?” he asked.

“What? Oh, no. I’m fine. I actually really like it up the ass,” she replied, and smiled at him, then resumed washing herself off. “You seemed a little nervous. First time with a hooker?” she asked.

“No. Well...first time with a human hooker,” he replied.

“Oh really? I have to admit, I’ve never done it with a human guy and a cyvit girl before. It was...quite an experience.”

“Have you ever done it with an alien before?”

“Yeah, a few xenian guys and a dysil girl once, but mostly just humans.”

“How do you feel about human-alien relations?”

“I think it’s kind of hot, honestly. I’d be down for it more often but this is really a human colony. It’s kind of...exotic, I guess. What about you? Why haven’t you slept with human prostitutes before?” she asked.

“I guess...” he stopped, thought about it for a long time. Why hadn’t he? Looking back, he realized that he really only had ever slept with alien prostitutes, mainly xenians. Why had that been? It took him a moment, but then he had it, and he almost didn’t tell her. He almost told her something else, but if he was being totally honest with himself, he was in a bad place right now, maybe worse than he realized, and it felt like a time to tell the truth.

“It’s because, when I was younger, you know, going through puberty and high school, I thought I looked like shit. I mean, I don’t know, I guess everyone probably feels that way from time to time going through high school and I get it, I know how stupid it is to point back at things that happened in fucking high school and say ‘this is why I’m miserable right now’, but it leaves a lasting impression. It leaves a lot of scars and no one really gave a shit about me in high school. And I guess that kind of left an impression, like…

“The idea of paying a really attractive woman to have sex with me seemed...abusive. It made me feel guilty, because it was so obvious that no one was interested in me, and paying someone to do it just seemed wrong. And I guess that’s at least part of the reason I felt so much better about alien women. They don’t have the same standards of beauty as we do, so I always hoped that maybe, where I failed the test of attractiveness set up by my own species, I’ll pass for attractive to a xenian or a cyvit or a dysil,” he explained.

There was a long moment of silence.

“That’s kind of fucked up, Jared,” Lindsay said, and he jerked slightly. He had no idea she’d come into the room. He could see her outline through the curtain now, sitting on the toilet, smoking. She reached forward suddenly and her hand appeared, holding the joint. “It sounds like you need this right now more than I do.”

“I guess I do,” he muttered, taking it and pulling hard on it. He looked at Tiffany. “Sorry to dump all that on you.”

“It’s fine,” she replied. “That’s actually pretty common. People always open up to hookers, cause we’re strangers and we’re probably never going to see each other again. But, for whatever it’s worth, and I’m not saying this just cause you’re paying me, I don’t think you’re ugly. If I’m being objective, I’d say, just purely physical, you’re like a six and a half, maybe a seven, and that’s not bad at all. And I mean, that can go up because I don’t even know your personality or what you’re like in normal social settings.”

“He’s very nice, he’s adorably nervous, and he eats pussy pretty good. Although that last one isn’t really what you’d call a ‘normal social setting’,” Lindsay said.

“She seems to like you. Can I borrow that?” Tiffany asked.

He nodded and passed her the joint. She took a long drag and passed it back. He took another pull on it, then handed it back out to Lindsay.

“I like him plenty,” Lindsay replied.

“Yeah, and I mean, I guess the rational part of me knows that it’s not as bad as I’m making it out to be. It’s just...my neurosis, the psychological scars I got left with.”

“I’ve got problems too,” Tiffany said. She finished washing herself and her hair and relinquished the shower. Jared got under it.

“Like what?” he replied.

“I used to tank all my relationships because I moved way too quickly sexually. And I mean like, relationship relationships, like, where you’re trying to date and not just have serial sex. I ended up going to like an online sex therapy thing and they told me the reason that I’m going from zero to sixty is because that’s where I feel most in control of the relationship. Which made a lot of sense. I mean, I look great, and that’s not vanity or bragging, it’s just been made so obvious to me how good I look. And sex kind of just comes naturally to me, I fuck pretty great, too. So yeah, I want to hop in bed because I know I can take control there. Whereas all the other stuff in relationships? Talking, listening, hanging out? I’m...not so good at that stuff.”

“That sucks,” Jared replied.

“It does. When I figured that out, I ended up kind of just giving up on relationships for awhile. Not forever, but for awhile at least. Being a stripper and a prostitute is just so much easier. It gets, ironically, lonely, sometimes, but then I end up having conversations like this and that helps,” Tiffany explained.

“Well, if it also helps, I don’t think you suck at communicating.”

“Thanks. For some reason, when I’m in a situation like this, it’s just...easier. I guess it’s because I know that I don’t have to see you again if I don’t want to. The same reason it makes opening up to hookers easier works both ways.”

“Makes sense. Make way, I’m coming in,” Lindsay said.

The curtain was pulled back and she stepped in to join them.

“Well, we’ve got about twenty minutes left on the clock,” Tiffany said. “Either of you feel like fucking anymore?”

“Within the next twenty minutes? No, that last one really took it out of me,” Jared replied.

“Yeah, I’m pretty satisfied,” Lindsay answered.

“Okay. Well, if it’s all the same to you, I’m going to hang out on the bed and use the rest of the time as a break, cause I could use one.”

“Fine by us,” Lindsay replied.

Tiffany thanked them, kissed both of them on the lips, then got out and started drying off. Jared finished washing up, then relinquished the shower to Lindsay.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Yeah. A lot better now, baked and tongue-fucked and drunk. You’re gonna have to see me back to the ship,” she said and grinned. “Don’t worry, I’ll make it worth your while.”

“You’ve already done that, and I don’t mind helping you out,” Jared replied.

Lindsay stepped forward and wrapped him in a hug. “You’re a real sweetheart,” she said, and he hugged her back.

“Come on, let’s finish up and get home. I’m getting kind of sleepy.”

Jared agreed with her and they started preparing to leave.

…

“Is she out?”

Jared looked over as he finished closing Lindsay’s door. Saf was standing in the entryway to the rest of the ship. “Yeah, she’s out.”

“She on her side?”

“Yeah.”

“All right. You feel like talking?”

“Um...yeah, sure.” He was tired, but Saf looked like she needed to talk and hey, he’d needed to talk earlier and no one had turned him away. He walked down the hall to her and she took his hand. He led her to his room and they went inside.

“What’s up? You okay?” he asked.

“Not really,” Saf replied. She sure didn’t look okay, she looked worried or nervous or maybe even afraid, and it looked strange on her normally calm face. They walked over to the bed and sat down next to each other.

“What’s wrong?”

“I just...that funeral. I don’t know. We all live these crazy ass lives and we start to get to feeling like we can’t die. But we can. It’s that easy. One shot in the wrong place and there’s no medical equipment in the galaxy that can bring you back from that. One second of bad luck and you’re fucking done. Forever. And that just...fucks with me. I’ve spent a lot of time building up sort of a wall against that, figuring out how to deal with that cold hard fact of reality, and normally I do a pretty good job, but sometimes something happens that just gets past all my defenses and it feels like I’m freezing and being strangled at the same time.”

Jared wasn’t sure what to say. He reached out and took her hand and she squeezed. “I know what you mean,” he said finally. “I think Lindsay was having similar problems. She didn’t say but I think that’s why she didn’t go to the funeral and why she went out and got shitfaced and stoned and hired a hooker. She doesn’t know how to handle it either. I really don’t either.”

“Yeah, I guess no one really does. I just...I’m not sure what to do. My mind just keeps coming back to it,” Saf murmured.

“I’m not really sure I have any answers. People have different ways of dealing with it, I guess. I mean, Lindsay’s answer is to get fucked up. I don’t know how Veronica deals with it.”

“The way she deals with most other things: training and working out. And violence. I guess I just...I’m not really sure what I do, honestly. It’s been awhile. I guess normally I’d do some kind of organizational work, and while there’s enough of that to go around, I’ve been at it so much recently, I feel like I need a break.”

“Then take a break,” Jared replied. “Stay here with me. Watch a movie or get baked. Where’s Veronica?”

“She’s up in her room with Ash and Bree.”

“Are they, like...”

“No, they’re not. I mean, none of them are in the mood for sex. Bree just wants someone to share a bed with her while she sleeps and Veronica’s bed is the only one big enough to accommodate Amazonians so they all just ended up sleeping up there. We’ve agreed to take Bree to another planet a couple systems over and drop her off. She wants to go stay with her parents for a bit while she figures everything out.”

“I don’t blame her,” Jared murmured.

“Who have you lost?” Saf asked suddenly. He hesitated. “I’m sorry, I...it’s okay if you don’t want to answer that.”

“No, it’s fine. Just caught me off guard a little. Surprisingly few people. A couple of friends. I guess, nothing seriously tragic. You?”

“A good friend of mine was killed about five years ago during an extraction mission. Really ugly. I...she was, uh...we were close. This xenian named Li.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, me too.” She yawned suddenly and it seemed to catch her off guard.

“How about we sleep here together tonight?” he suggested.

“You don’t mind? I mean...I’ll be honest, I’m not exactly in the mood to get, you know, physical,” Saf replied.

“I don’t mind, Saf.”

“Well...thank you. I appreciate it.”

They undressed and got beneath the blankets together after turning the lights out. Jared got up against her back and wrapped an arm around her.

“It’ll be okay,” he said quietly, and hugged her to him.

Saf took his hand. “I hope so,” she murmured.

…

Jared sat in the kitchen area, eating breakfast. He wasn’t sure, but he thought he might feel better. His conversations with the women last night had been kind of alleviating. He glanced up as Lindsay came into the room, looking a bit worn out, wrapped in a big robe.

“Hey,” she said, heading for the fridge.

“Hey, feeling any better?” Jared replied.

“I’m just fine,” she answered.

Not much later, Veronica and Saf came in.

“How’d it go?” Jared asked.

“Well, we saw her off,” Veronica replied. “She and Ash are staying with her parents now. It was a little...awkward at first, but once they knew the extent of what had happened, they didn’t have a problem accommodating the two of them. Ash won’t leave her side, basically. So...we said our goodbyes and now we’re back.”

“What do we do now?” Jared asked.

“What we’ll probably always be doing when we get to port: restock, refuel, look for new jobs. But tomorrow, I think,” Saf replied. “I need a day off.”

“I think we all need a day off,” Veronica muttered.

Jared looked around at them as they began grabbing breakfast for themselves. He figured they had a point.

CHAPTER 07

“So are we topped off?” Veronica asked.

Jared continued scrutinizing the readout before him for another moment, then finally began to nod. “Yes, we’re topped off. We got our money’s worth,” he replied.

“Good, I don’t have to rip anyone’s head off. Now, with all that bullshit out of the way, I’m going to work out, then eat a huge fucking meal.”

“You know where the others are?” Jared asked.

“No, I haven’t seen either of them for awhile now. Need me for anything else?”

Jared glanced back over his shoulder at her briefly, then shook his head. He could tell she was eager to get going. She nodded, turned and left the engine room. He stared at her huge ass as she walked out. That woman never wore anything more than jogging shorts and tanktops. Not that he was complaining, but it was distracting given how curvy and busty she was. It had been a long day for him, too. Probably for all of them.

After dropping off Bree and Ash, they’d stayed docked with the orbiting space station and had taken the rest of the day, and the following day, off. They all felt like they needed it, to varying degrees. They’d basically spent the day either drinking, getting baked, eating, and enjoying movies and games. At one point, yesterday, Jared had taken Lindsay out bowling, and that had been fun, though they were both still kind of high so neither of them did very well. Consequently, neither of them cared very much. When today had started, the work had begun.

There was always work to do when you arrived at a new port. Restocking, refueling, resupplying. Veronica had been worried about the questionable and sometimes shady business practices of fuel salesmen, who tried all sorts of little tricks and cut corners to screw you out of fuel. Jared had grown wise to many of those tricks and knew how to see through most of them. So far, they hadn’t gotten screwed yet, probably because Veronica was always in charge of getting fuel and no one felt like fucking over an Amazonian.

While she’d gotten fuel, he, Saf, and Lindsay had split the rest of the responsibilities, and he’d mainly just gone out to get some more spare parts. After several hours of that, he’d gotten back and Veronica had pulled him aside to ensure that they weren’t getting fucked over. As he headed out of the engine room, thinking about the other things he had left to do, he found himself distracted and horny. He’d made love with Lindsay before going to sleep last night and it hadn’t been a particularly long session since they were both tired.

He found himself thinking, as he began to head through the ship, that he’d just had sex like fifteen hours ago, how was he this horny already?! And he thought back again to the sexual thing the girls had awoken in him, the beast that craved sex, seriously craved it, two or three times a day. Which seemed kind of ridiculous.

But he had things to do, stuff to organize, repairs to make. They were supposed to be looking for furniture, stuff for their bedrooms and, more importantly, for the recreational area. Which was, at the moment, literally just a bare, blank room of four metal walls and some carpeted floor. But they all had good ideas for what could go in there, and it was a pretty big room, what might have once served as a spare cargo bay, actually.

Plus, on top of his responsibilities, he hadn’t seen either Saf or Lindsay basically all day and didn’t know where they might be. He supposed it would be easy enough to contact them and see what was up, and based on how things had gone so far, he gave himself a fifty-fifty chance that one of them would accept his request of sex. But no, he needed to be responsible. Today was a responsible day. Jared tried to maintain that thought.

It disappeared as he saw Lindsay step out into the main hallway completely fucking naked. She locked eyes with him.

“Jared! Come here, now!” she whispered harshly.

“What? What’s going on?” he asked, jogging over to her.

She reached out, grabbed his hand and began to pull him into the dormitories area. “I spent all day with Saf,” she replied. “We got to talking and I finally talked her into some sex! We got to stripping and making out in her room and she suggested we get you. So come on! Threesome of a fucking lifetime!” she replied, pulling him towards Saf’s room.

“Why didn’t you just send me a message over my Link?” he asked, resisting the urge to laugh. Lindsay seemed almost incoherent with lust and excitement.

“I don’t...who cares!? Let’s go fuck Saf!”

“Okay,” he replied.

She had a very good point.

Lindsay pulled him into Saf’s room and then abandoned him, rushing across the room and all but diving onto the bed, where Saf was waiting, lounging really, equally naked. Both of them were visions of beauty, goddesses of sex and pleasure in that moment. Jared watched them as he closed the door, then began to get undressed. Lindsay was practically drunk with lust as she enthusiastically and passionately made out with Saf, kissing her and slipping her tongue into her mouth, her hands wandering all over that long, limber, wonderful blue body. Saf was more reserved, but clearly enjoying herself as she played with Lindsay’s huge, blue-furred tits.

Jared freed himself of the last of his clothing and climbed into bed with them, getting up against Saf’s backside, slipping a hand up and around, groping one of her big breasts. She turned to face him, rolling over.

“Hey you,” she said, smiling.

“Hey beautiful,” he replied, getting closer to her and pressing his lips against hers. She let out a startled moan of pleasure and he realized that, no longer able to kiss Saf, Lindsay have moved on to licking across her breasts, then sucking on her nipples. Saf continued making out with Jared, wrestling his tongue with her own, and he tasted her strange but sweet alien taste, reaching down and between the two women, groping Lindsay’s big boobs as much as he could.

“God, Lindsay,” Saf said suddenly, breaking the kiss, “your fur is so fucking soft, girl.”

“And your skin is so wonderful, and your tits, I love them.”

“Will you eat me?” Saf asked.

“Yes, my dear,” Lindsay replied. She placed a firm kiss on Saf’s mouth, then on Jared’s, lingering on his lips for a moment, then moved smoothly down in between Saf’s long, blue legs. She spread them wide for Lindsay, who settled in, spread the lips of her pussy and started rapidly licking at her clit. Saf threw back her head and cried out.

“Oh, Lindsay!” she moaned in desperate pleasure. “Oh Lindsay, that’s so fucking good!”

“I think she likes it,” Jared said, getting up on top of Saf. “Open up,” he said.

She obeyed him, opening her mouth and allowing him to slide his cock in. She closed her lips around it and let him start fucking her in the mouth. He placed a hand on top of her head. “That’s a good whore,” he murmured to her.

She looked at him, then closed her eyes and allowed him to keep using her as Lindsay ate her out. She looked absurdly beautiful right then, and tremendously erotic as he fucked her mouth. He could feel her sucking on him, feel her making liberal use of her tongue. And apparently Lindsay was very good at eating pussy because it was only about another minute before Saf began releasing muffled cries of absolute bliss and he realized she was coming. He kept fucking her mouth and he could hear her moaning Lindsay’s name.

He had to take his cock out of her mouth not much later or else he’d start blowing off too, and he wasn’t ready for that yet. Saf kept moaning as he took his dick out and got off of her. “Oh, God, Lindsay, that was so good,” she moaned. “Fuck, I wish we’d fucked sooner. You can seriously eat pussy.”

“Told you,” Lindsay replied, rising from between her legs, a satisfied grin on her face. “Now how about you put on that strap-on and fuck me into an orgasm, Saf? And you, Jared, can get on top and fuck my tits or my mouth, whichever you want.”

“Awesome,” Jared said, getting on top of her as Saf pulled on her strap-on. He decided he wanted to tit-fuck her first, since it was something he had yet to fully enjoy, and she seemed to have breasts made for just such an occasion.

He finished settling into place and put his cock in between those huge tits of hers, then he laid his hands on them, feeling her fur and her nipples and the wonderful shape of her breasts, and pushed them together. He felt Lindsay’s body shift as she spread her legs and glanced over his shoulder. Saf had the strap-on fitted over her firm hips now and was resting on her knees in between Lindsay’s trim legs. She was fitting the fake dick into Lindsay’s pussy.

She let out a loud, long moan.

Jared turned back around, gave her tits a squeeze and started tit-fucking her, sliding his dick rapidly back and forth between those huge cyvit breasts. He watched Lindsay’s face twist and change as pleasure hit her in waves with Saf using those powerful thigh muscles of hers as she rammed Lindsay’s pussy repeatedly. He kept looking at her wonderful mouth, her lips, her beautiful face, and before long found himself getting up closer to her head and sticking his cock in her mouth. She immediately closed her lips around it and started sucking. Hot, wet pleasure enveloped his dick and he reached out, resting his hands flat against the wall.

Thus supported, he started using his hips, fucking her in the mouth, sliding smoothly in and out. Warm bliss spiraled up through him as she sucked him off. He reached down, settling one hand atop her head, in between her cat ears, and continued his motions, losing himself in the moment. They all kept going like that until Lindsay suddenly let out a cry of pleasure. Jared pulled his cock from her mouth as she began to come.

“Oh, Saf!” she moaned. “Oh fuck, Saf, yes it’s so fucking good!” she shrieked as she started a powerful orgasm.

Jared got off of her to further enjoy the show and saw that Saf had sat back. She’d been resting on her knees and shins the whole time she’d fucked Lindsay and now she joined him in staring at the beautiful, thin cyvit as she twitched and clutched at the blanket, bunching it in her grasp and releasing it and grasping it over and over again, lost completely in her happy climax. When she came back to herself, she sat up briefly, looked at them, tried to say something and then fell back against the pillows again.

“That good, huh?” Saf asked, taking off the strap-on.

“Mmm-hmm,” she replied, reaching up and rubbing her eyes. “Oh fuck, you had me so turned on, Saf. I’ve been wanting you to fuck me for about as long as I’ve known you...” she hesitated, then dropped her hands and glanced at Jared. “Um, no offense. You were good, too.”

He laughed. “Don’t worry, I get it. Saf is something special,” he replied.

“Oh good, cause I don’t think I can deal with anything right now. I’m just...done. That orgasm took everything out of me.”

“Mind if I fuck you?” Jared asked, looking over at Saf.

“Not at all,” she replied. “It’s only fair. Everyone should get off in a threesome.”

Saf laid down on her back next to Lindsay, who was watching them with half-lidded eyes. She looked very tired and very relaxed. And very satisfied. Jared looked up and down Saf’s long, light-blue body, her thick, athletic thighs and her broad hips and her tight stomach and big breasts. She smiled at him, also looking subdued, though a little more lively. She spread her legs for him, revealing her glistening pussy.

Jared quickly got up against her, no longer able to hold back, grabbed his cock and guided it inside. Saf moaned loudly as he worked his way in. In just a few short thrusts, he was buried all the way inside of her.

“Holy shit, Saf, you are wet!” he groaned.

She let out a gasp as he started fucking her. “That’s because of Lindsay’s magic tongue,” she replied, then moaned louder.

It didn’t take long before he popped off, since Saf had already been satisfied with an orgasm. His own climax blossomed inside of him like a bomb going off, releasing wave after wave of warm pleasure. He moaned quietly, pushing deeper into Saf’s amazing alien pussy with each fresh contraction of his orgasm, spilling his seed into her. After he’d emptied himself and he was floating in a sea of warm rapture, he fell forward onto Saf, getting his breath back.

“We should do this again sometime,” he said.

“Mmm...yeah,” Lindsay murmured. She reached out and took Saf’s hand. “Definitely. Lots of times,” she added.

Saf laughed. “Sounds like a good idea to me.”

…

“So where are we going?” Jared asked.

“I told you, it’s a surprise. You’ll just have to wait. Don’t worry, we’re almost there now,” Veronica replied.

Jared figured she had a point. What was he going to do? Try to force it out of her? And besides, he supposed he liked surprises when they were coming from women he was sleeping with regularly. Well, normally he liked them.

Sometimes he hated them, but Veronica seemed to be in a genuinely good mood.

It had been a little over two days since he’d had that threesome with Saf and Lindsay, and they’d developed a small problem that kind of became a big problem. A part in the engine burned out and they needed a new one. Unfortunately, it was expensive, and they didn’t quite have the funds to buy it after purchasing food and fuel and other supplies, and they couldn’t really go anywhere until they bought the part and Jared installed it.

So they decided to look for work, and if you knew where to look, then finding quick work on a heavily traveled space station wasn’t all that difficult. Jared had been busting his ass, neck-deep in repair jobs all over the station. He’d done almost a dozen and a half since he started looking and had cleared almost two grand in profit. Veronica and Saf had actually found work as bouncers for nightclubs for two eight hour shifts that had earned them each five hundred credits apiece. And Lindsay ended up doing some simple delivery jobs, since stuff needed to be delivered all over the station. And now they had the money.

Last night, Jared had bought it and installed it, and all was well. But they still weren’t quite ready to leave yet. They all had their own reasons for wanting to hang around the station at least another day. Saf, being the most prudent of the bunch, had found some good deals on some more stuff they needed. Lindsay had found a cafe she really, really wanted to eat at. Jared just wanted to sleep and rest, and that’s what he’d done for a little while, but now he was learning just what exactly it was that Veronica wanted to do.

She’d come to get him not all that long ago, told him she had a sexy surprise for him and hustled him out of the ship.

Apparently, she had found something interesting on the station.

They were headed into the section with bars and night clubs and strip clubs and other places. Jared had pulled two jobs here yesterday, fixing a locking mechanism at one place and a fuse box in the other. They’d paid pretty well. He wondered again what Veronica wanted to show him, or do with him, what her sexy secret was.

Abruptly, she stopped before one club.

Not a night club or a strip club but a sex club.

It was called Strapped.

“Is this...”

“Yes. I’ve been talking with Saf. Come on, cutie,” she replied.

He followed her in through the front doors and came into a quiet lobby. Definitely a bit more refined than the average club. Veronica walked up to the woman at the front desk, negotiated a room for an hour and swiped her thumb. Jared had to swipe his as well, so that they’d both have access to the lock, then they walked out of the lobby, through a bar area that was pretty empty except for a few tired looking people who seemed like they’d just gotten done having their fun and now just wanted to relax with a drink.

They walked back to one of the doors along the far back wall and came into a dimly lit hallway lined with doors. Veronica still didn’t say anything else as she led him down the hall, selected a door and unlocked it with her thumb. The door opened and they went inside, then she closed and locked it back up behind them.

Jared looked around the room.

It was dominated mainly by a four-post bed, but there was also a large table and both of them had a lot of straps and cuffs.

“Wow,” he said.

“Like I said, I was talking with Saf. About her, you know, her...desires, to be held down and fucked and screamed at,” Veronica said, turning and fixing him with her intense blue eyes. “I’ve known about Saf’s urges for most of her life and I’ve even indulged her a few times. And for awhile, I thought I didn’t really understand it. But then, I don’t know, I guess I got curious, I watched some porn, I brought it up to Saf every now and then and ultimately I thought maybe I should give it a shot, cause when I watched that porn of, you know, bondage stuff, I felt something. It turned me on. But Saf couldn’t help me, she says she just can’t do the dom side of things, only the sub. And I haven’t found anyone I honestly trust enough to help me explore this. Until you came along. After I heard you screaming at Saf, I got to thinking about it again and it kind of got me wet. So, I figured I’d ask you to help me explore this.”

Jared smiled a little. “You thought you’d ask me after dragging me halfway across the station and purchasing this room and then waiting until we were actually here to explain any of it?”

“Well...yeah,” she replied. “I figured you’d be into it.”

“Fair enough. I am into it,” he replied. “How are we going to do this, exactly? There’s some things we need to talk about.”

“Yeah, I know some of it. I think our safe word should be starburst. I don’t really have anything I think I don’t want done to me or said to me, and if I discover anything in the middle of it, then, well, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. Now, I want to keep this at least kind of realistic,” Veronica said, and she walked over to a small table next to the bed that had lube and sex toys on it. She opened a small drawer and produced a pistol.

“Don’t worry,” she said, “it isn’t real. It isn’t a functional gun at all, just looks like one. Obviously you can’t really physically force me to do anything you want. I like you a lot, Jared, but, well...” She shrugged.

“But I’m just a regular, kind of scrawny technician and you’re a seven-foot badass bred for warfare,” he replied.

She laughed. “Yeah, that. So a gun at least grounds this a little bit in reality. Now, I’m going to go into the bathroom for a bit. Strip down. When I come out, you attack me. And...” She looked at him again, and her eyes were definitely sparked with intense lust. “Don’t be afraid of going too far. Don’t hold back.”

“Got it,” he replied.

He didn’t intend to.

His rough session with Saf had definitely awoken something in him, an old desire he wasn’t sure he liked but knew he was stuck with, so he might as well enjoy the dark pleasure he drew from it when he found a willing partner.

He watched Veronica walk into the bathroom and close the door, then quickly began to strip down. As soon as he was naked, Jared went and retrieved the pistol from the nightstand. He looked it over as he moved to stand beside the door. Damn, it really did look real. Very convincing. He supposed that was all part of the thrill.

A few minutes went by and Jared grew stiff in anticipation, thinking about all the things he was going to do to Veronica. There was definitely a certain added thrill, getting to do this stuff with a woman who was as tall and well-built as Veronica was. Plus, there was the fact that she was a killer, a warrior, a mercenary who used to be a solider. In what was probably a deranged kind of way, it made the encounter that much more satisfying.

The door opened up.

Veronica stepped out, stark naked.

It was time to get this show on the road.

He raised the fake gun and put it against the back of her head.

“Don’t fucking move,” he growled at her.

Veronica froze up. “Please don’t hurt me,” she whispered, and he had to give it to her, she was good at acting, like Saf was. She sounded actually afraid and it was something he’d never heard in her voice before.

“I won’t if you do what I say,” he replied, his voice low and angry and impatient. “Walk forward, to the bed. Get on it and lay flat on your back or I’ll fucking kill you.”

She let out a sound of fear and then started jerkily walking forward, carefully, as he kept the gun pressed to the back of her head. Her short blonde hair was in a crazy disarray and he looked down the curve of her smooth back to her huge ass and felt that dark excitement course through him. By the time she was on her back and he was getting her hooked into the bed, attaching cuffs to her wrists and ankles, his dick felt swollen and throbbing.

It was even more desperate than he was to sink itself into her.

“Please, just let me go,” Veronica whispered as he slapped the third cuff onto her right ankle. “Please, I won’t tell anyone, just let me go.”

“No,” Jared replied simply. “Shut the fuck up.”

“Please...” she moaned.

He finished with the last cuff, made sure it was secure and then walked up to Veronica. He set the pistol down on the bed next to her, he imagined it to be tantalizing close to her grasp, but she couldn’t move her arms at all, and then he reached out and slapped her once, very hard, across her face. She cried out.

“I told you to shut the fuck up, you stupid whore,” he replied.

“I’m sorry-” she began and he slapped her again.

“Be quiet,” he growled and got on top of her, at first groping her huge breasts, playing with them, enjoying the feel of them. Then he laid down on top of her. “Kiss me,” he said, and he picked up the gun and brought it up to her field of vision. “Like you mean it.”

She nodded and he put the gun back down and started making out with her as he continued groping her breasts. There was a powerful, desperate intensity to her kissing and her eyes were squeezed shut. He could feel how much she was enjoying this beneath the false fear, and he was glad that he could do this with her, was very glad that she felt like she could trust him enough to let him do this to her, to explore together.

He finished making out of her, no longer able to keep his lust in check, and got up. Straddling her face, he grabbed his cock and ran it across her lips. With his other hand, he picked the gun up again and aimed it at her.

She flinched away from it.

“If I feel teeth...” he said, and he put the gun against her forehead. She moaned and then opened up her mouth.

“Good slut,” he whispered and shoved his cock in.

She was hot and wet inside and at first she didn’t do anything, just laid there while he started fucking her in the mouth.

“You’d better get to work, you worthless whore,” he growled at her, and pushed the pistol against her again.

She moaned once more and started working her cheeks and her lips and her tongue. Pleasure began to flow through him, hot intense pleasure as he forced Veronica to suck his dick. He looked over at her bound wrists, saw her struggling occasionally and not being able to move an inch and it almost made him blow off. But not yet. What was it about this situation that was so hot? He took his dick out of her mouth abruptly.

Climbing down between her tremendous pale thighs, he set the pistol down, rested on his knees and got up against her pussy.

“Please don’t,” she moaned.

“Shut up, you dumb bitch,” he replied, and then shoved his cock into her.

Veronica cried out. Inside she was hot and wet and so slick.

“Oh fuck yes, you are wet you tall slut!” he moaned at her, fucking her harder and harder. Veronica cried out and moaned and struggled and he could feel the bed shaking as she pulled with her arms and legs but got nowhere. He wondered, suddenly, if she could actually break out of the bindings. They were tough, but he thought Veronica was tougher. He fucked her and fucked her and fucked her for as long as he could manage it and a sudden certainty came to him: he was horny enough to go for two rounds without much of a break.

He’d done it before, though not for quite awhile, and it would take a toll on him, but this was a special occasion.

And the thought just made him all the hornier.

He pulled out, crawled up her and then groaned as he started jacking off rapidly and began to come all over her face. His seed left him in thick, powerful spurts of clear-white liquid and Veronica cried out in surprise and tried to turn away but he grabbed her hair and forced her to keep facing him as he kept letting off, his dick kicking and sending powerful, intense waves of pure pleasure sweeping through him as his orgasm just kept going and going. He apparently had a huge fucking load in him because when he was done more than half of Veronica’s face was covered.

“Clean it with your mouth,” he said, pushing his dick up against her lips.

“Mmm-mmm,” she moaned, keeping her mouth and her eyes squeezed shut.

Frustrated, he reached down and wrapped both hands around her pale neck and began to squeeze. Her eyes opened open and so did her mouth and he started choking her, gripping her pretty tightly. She began to struggle with a renewed intensity and the bed shook and trembled and for a moment he thought she might really break it.

“Are you going to do what you’re fucking told?!” he screamed at her.

She made a sound and bobbed her head up and down and he let go. She gasped and he put his cock into her mouth.

“Now suck,” he said, and she sucked. He let her do it for a little bit longer, then he pulled it out of her, got up and grabbed the gun.

He was right: he was still mostly hard, and it wouldn’t take much to get him fully hard again. Already, thinking of what was coming next, he was getting very aroused.

“Don’t try anything stupid,” he said as he started undoing her bindings. “We’re not done yet.” Once they were all undone, he kept the gun trained on her and made her get up. She did and tried to wipe some of his seed off of her face.

“Leave it!” he snapped. “You look better that way you ugly fucking bitch. Now get over to the table and bend over it.”

She moaned again, a sound of fear, and did as she was told. Once she was bent over the table, he attached her legs to its legs, then put a strap over the middle of her back so that she couldn’t get up. “What are you going to do to me?” she moaned as he walked away from her.

“You’ll see,” he replied. Moving back over to the table, Jared set the gun down and lubed up his cock, then walked back over to her. “Here it comes.”

He began to fit his cock up her huge, pale, well-padded ass and she yelled and bucked, jerking against the table. “No!” she cried. “No! Not there! Not in my ass!”

“Shut up you stupid whore!” he screamed at her and slapped her fat ass, then he pushed his way all the way into her. Now he was buried completely within her and he started fucking her up her huge Amazonian ass.

“Oh yeah!” he groaned, fresh sexual rapture encasing his cock. “You have got a fat and tight fucking ass!”

“Please! It hurts! Please don’t! Please stop!” she begged.

He ignored her and kept going, pounding her fat ass faster and faster, slamming into her, until he was at his second orgasm about a minute and a half later. He moaned and bent over her, lost inside of her as he started coming again, started shooting his other load up her fat but fit ass, his hands on her broad hips, his own hips working furiously, jerking forward with each hard contraction of his climax, his dick twitching and kicking hard inside the tight confines of her ass. Eventually, he’d run himself dry, drained himself, and he was done.

Carefully, Jared pulled his cock from her ass.

“You okay?” he asked, gasping, getting his breath back.

“Yeah, but could you let me up? I really want to wash up,” she replied.

“Oh, yeah, sorry.”

He quickly undid her straps and she stood up and walked into the bathroom. A few seconds later he heard the shower start up. He moved in to join her and found her washing her face, putting it right up to the shower stream.

“Sorry,” he said as he got in.

“No, it’s fine,” Veronica replied. “I don’t mind at all. It was really hot actually. Just, you know, as the lust fades away, I get back to my normal level of annoyance at stuff, and having a face covered in this stuff is pretty annoying.”

“I get it. So, was I, uh...was that good for you?” he asked.

She nodded. “Oh yeah. I don’t think that I’ll indulge very often, but it was good to finally find out how exactly all that would feel. I really liked it and it turned me on a lot. I could tell that you were enjoying yourself, you pervert.”

He laughed. “Yeah, I’m the pervert.”

“We’re all perverts,” she replied. “You really seemed to get off on that. You liked dominating someone like me?” she asked.

“There is a certain satisfaction to it,” Jared replied.

“I imagine there would be. Now, let’s wash up and go get something to eat. I’m fucking starving and I want nachos and wings. I’m buying.”

“You are one of the best fuck friends I’ve ever had,” Jared said.

She laughed, thanked him, and they finished washing up.

VALKYRIES 2

CHAPTER 01

“You know, I think it might make me kind of shallow, but...I think sex might be the greatest thing life has to offer,” Jared said.

He was lying on Saf’s bed, with Saf next to him, lying on her side, facing away from him. Both of them were completely naked, the sweat cooling on their bodies from a frantic lovemaking session. He ran his fingertips across her smooth, light blue back, eliciting small gasps of pleasure from her. It was an immensely comfortable environment.

“What do you mean?” she murmured.

“I mean...well, in my society, although we’ve come a long way in how we regard sex, I think deep down there’s a lot of people who still look down on those who enjoy sex a lot. On those who place a lot of value on sex. They label them as shallow, people who...I guess, who are only interested in the more basic pleasures of life. I think they think they’re stupid, or perverse. That they can’t control themselves...”

“There are people who exist like that, and I think that they are shallow. But thinking sex is wonderful, even that it might be the best thing in life, that doesn’t automatically make you shallow,” Saf replied. She shifted, rolled over and stared at him. For a moment, he was struck by her intense, alien beauty. Her bright pink eyes and her vivid, deep red hair only accentuated her allure. “I don’t think you, personally, are shallow, Jared. You know that there’s more to sex than just...sex. People who are just interested in the base physical pleasure, I mean, I don’t look down on them. There’s nothing wrong with that, if that’s what you’re really after, as long as you make sure you give as much pleasure as you get, then that’s fine. I’ve done it plenty of times. We all have. But I think the sex that you and I enjoy, that we all enjoy onboard this fine ship, is different. Sure, our sex is casual, but we enjoy all aspects of it.”

“I think you’ll have to elaborate on that a little more,” Jared replied.

Saf twisted her lips, considering it. She laid on her back, pulling the blanket away, revealing her amazing light-blue breasts. He reached out and laid a hand on one. She grinned. “Couldn’t help yourself?” she asked.

“Not...really,” he admitted.

She laughed. “When you and I have make love, Jared, it isn’t just you ramming your cock into me. It isn’t just us fucking until we come. There’s more to it. There’s the kissing and the touching, the foreplay and the pleasuring with our fingers and tongues and mouths. Then the actual act of making love, whether its smoother and gentler or its furious and frantic, and then, after, there’s the cuddling and caressing and relaxing. But these are just the actions on the surface. Beneath that, under it all, is a connection. An unspoken connection. A deep one. When we make love, we enjoy all aspects of it, even if we aren’t, ourselves, in love or in a committed relationship. I think that...” she hesitated, glanced at him. She suddenly seemed nervous.

“What?” he asked. “Come on, you’re going to tell me all that and then cut off at the last minute? What is it?”

She grinned. “Fair enough. I didn’t want to freak you out. But, I think that when I have sex with people who I choose to be close to, when I make that intimate connection and it isn’t just casual fun, well...in the moment of actual lovemaking, I am in love with my partner.”

“Oh...well, it doesn’t freak me out. I guess I can understand that,” he replied.

She smiled. “Good. I don’t tell very many people about that...about how I feel in that regard. In case you haven’t picked up on it, I’m kind of a private, reserved person. Being a kai traditionally means being isolated. I’ve been very lucky to find the friends that I have. Veronica and I are very close, and the other girls we’re going to add to the team are friends to varying degrees as well.”

“What about me? Where do I stand?” Jared replied.

“Jared, I just had sex with you and then told that I’m in love with you when we’re having sex. I consider you a very close friend,” she answered.

He smiled and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a hug. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome, Jared.”

“Although...”

“Yes?”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, I’m not complaining, but...how did we get this far this fast? I mean, we’ve barely known each other for more than a few weeks.”

“That’s a fair question. It’s...hard to explain. It was the same way with Veronica, and with Vix. You’ll meet her soon, hopefully. There are some people that I just...connect with, right away. I don’t really know why, I can just tell about them immediately. And you are one of those people. I have to admit, you’re the first man I’ve ever connected with like this before. I mean, there were guys I’ve gotten close with, but never like this.” She squeezed him. “I like you a lot, Jared. I’m very glad we’re able to have this relationship.”

“So am I. Now, I think we should get up and get to work. If I remember right, you made me promise that we’d get back to work today.”

She sighed. “Yeah, that’s true.”

They untangled themselves from each other and stood up, stretching and popping joints, preparing for the day ahead. As they headed into the shower to wake and clean up, Jared let his mind wander back over recent times. It had been four days since they’d dropped Bree off. Since then, the four of them agreed that they needed some time off. So that’s what they’d been doing. Relaxing, fucking, visiting a few kinky places.

That had been fun.

But Jared had gotten to the point where he couldn’t really turn off completely for very long. So he’d been going over the ship in his spare time, looking over all the various parts and pieces, trying to get a comprehensive list of everything that needed maintenance or needed to be replaced or touched up. So far, the list had gotten kind of long. The ship was technically running fine, but these problems would add up and the knowledge that they existed was starting to nag him more and more. Jared knew that he needed to get to work.

So, today was a good day.

There were some tools and parts onboard, enough for him to get started, but nowhere near enough for him to do the full job.

He mentioned as much to Saf as they washed up. “What about that technician you mentioned? The xenian?”

“Vix,” she replied. “I’m still trying to get ahold of her. Angel is next on the list. And finding a job. But Vix is more of a computer technician, typically she works with, uh, software, not hardware. Though she should know her way around enough to help you out. Hopefully she says yes. And hopefully Angel does, too,” she said with a grin.

“You say that with significance,” Jared replied.

She laughed. “Well, let’s just say that Angel and I share a certain proclivity that you have a skill at satisfying. And I’m sure Angel will be very good at satisfying you.”

“Oh...I think I know what you mean. What’s she like?”

“She’s a dysil, she’s curvy as fucking hell. She’s got these huge, beautiful tits and a fat ass to die for. And the things she can do with her tongue...well, you’ll see. You’ll like her a lot, I’m sure of it. And she’ll just love you.”

“Interesting...”

They finished washing off, killed the water and grabbed towels. As he finished drying off and went looking for his clothes, Jared reflected on how interesting it was that he didn’t spend much time in his own room, or bed, for that matter. He tended to follow the women into their rooms and spend the night in their beds.

He’d always kind of liked the idea of communal living, although he knew this was something a bit different than that.

It was working pretty well, though.

Everyone seemed happy, probably because they were all fucking each other. Jared finished dressing and headed for the door. “You want to have an official meeting? I can get everyone together,” he suggested.

“Yeah, might as well. Tell you what, I’ll go find Veronica, you find Lindsay. Sound good?” Saf replied.

“Sounds good. See you in the kitchen.”

Jared turned around and headed back down the hallway to Lindsay’s room. It was the first place he could think of to find her. He began to knock on the door, but then remembered that Lindsay had instituted an open door policy. He could walk in whenever he wanted. He still felt weird about it, but she encouraged it, so he opened the door and stepped inside. She was walking across her room, taking off her shirt.

She stopped and turned. “Hey, you,” she said. “I was just about to shower, you wanna join me?”

“Well...I kinda just hand one,” he replied.

“Oh come, you sure I can’t tempt you? I’m in a mood,” she replied, grinning at him and swaying her very large breasts back and forth.

Jared found his eyes drawn to them. “Well...okay,” he replied.

She laughed. “Boys are so easy,” she said, turning and pulling down her panties. Her tail swayed back and forth as she walked into the bathroom. Jared immediately began taking his clothes off and following her into the bathroom, already feeling another erection coming on. Lindsay turned on the water and got into the shower. Jared quickly finished getting naked, nearly tripping over his underwear, and joined her.

He stared at her as she got herself wet. He always thought it was strange that cyvits preferred to shower, but the water never seemed to adversely affect their fur. In Lindsay’s case, it made her even more beautiful. He looked up and down her thinly muscled, blue-furred body, his eyes coming to rest, as they always seemed to, on her disproportionately large breasts. He felt a little guilty, because sometimes she seemed a little annoyed at how much attention her breasts got during sex, but she also said she couldn’t really blame anyone.

They were amazing and wonderful to the touch.

Lindsay stepped up to him and pressed her lips against his without a word, letting out a small moan at the contact. Jared reached back and settled his hands on her firm, fit ass. He gave it a squeeze, then let go with one hand and then began touching her tail, running his hand slowly up and down it. She shuddered in response.

Her tail was very sensitive and it was considered a very intimate thing to touch.

He was glad she let him touch it.

“I don’t want to fool around much,” she said, breaking the kiss. “Will you put it in me? I want a wake-up fuck.”

“Probably for the best,” he replied. “We’ve got business to discuss with the others.”

“Just what I was hoping to hear,” Lindsay muttered.

She looped her arms around his neck and then brought one of her feet up and rested it against the back of his thigh. Letting him push her up against the wall, Jared slipped his cock up inside of her. She was so wet that he slipped right in.

“Mmm...someone’s horny,” he murmured, laying his forehead against hers, staring into her beautiful cat-eyes.

“Very,” she whispered back, her face a study in pleasure as he started sliding in and out of her. The pleasure hit him hard and made him think back on what he’d told Saf. Sex really did seem like the greatest thing he’d experienced in life. She had a lot of good points, but he also thought that one of the reasons sex was so powerful was because it never got old. It pretty much always felt amazing. The pleasure never really dulled.

He started making out with Lindsay as he fucked her pussy, sliding rapidly in and out of it, trying to get her off as quick as he could. He knew when she said she wanted wake-up sex, she basically meant she wanted a quickie. And, luckily for him, Lindsay was pretty easy to get off. Sure enough, within about sixty seconds, she was nearly convulsing against him as she orgasmed. She cried out, kissing him passionately as he kept fucking her climaxing pussy. It didn’t take him much longer to start coming, too.

He groaned as a hot wave of pleasure shot through him and the first of his seed was ejected from his cock and pushed hard and deep into Lindsay’s pussy. Both of them gasped and moaned their way through their orgasms, until each had run its course and they were left panting and leaning against each other in the shower.

“That was good,” Lindsay murmured.

Jared nodded in agreement, trying to get his breath back. He pulled out of her and straightened up, then began to rinse himself off. Once that was done, he quickly dried and dressed. As soon as Lindsay was in an equally dressed state, the pair of them left her quarters and went to the kitchen, where they found Veronica and Saf waiting for them.

“What took you two so long?” Saf asked suspiciously.

“I got...distracted, by Lindsay,” Jared replied.

“I just fucked you!”

“I know. But Lindsay wanted, uh, sex too,” he said awkwardly.

“I don’t know how you manage to fuck that often,” Saf murmured. “Sit down. We’ve got things to talk about, business to attend to.”

They all gathered around the table, sitting down. Veronica was smiling, apparently amused by the banter.

“So,” Saf said, once she had everyone’s attention, “we’ve got two things we need to do now: find jobs and find new recruits. We’re almost at the end of our list, recruit-wise. We’ve just got Angel and Vix left. Now, Veronica, I believe you’ve made progress on contacting Angel?”

“I have, actually. And you’ll be pleased to know that not only have I found Angel and that she is willing to hear us out, but she’s preparing to run down a job the next system over and she’s willing to cut us in on the profits if we help out. And yes, I’ve already set us on a course for that system. We’re about four hours out.”

“What kind of job?” Saf replied.

“Bounty hunting. And he’s a real nasty fucker from what she told me. Trust me, this is a guy who deserves to be locked up. Or killed. So far, Angel’s the only one who has any intel on him. She’s willing to wait for us,” Veronica answered.

“Okay, good. Any idea what kind of resistance?”

“Not yet, but I plan on going in like I always do. Heavy.”

“Fair point. Jared,” she said, turning to him. “You’ve been busy for the past several days, I’ve noticed. How’s the ship?”

“Well, the ship’s technically fine. It’ll run for awhile, no immediate concerns. But there’s a long-ass list of repairs and replacements I need to make that, if we do them now and right, will ultimately save us a lot of money in the long run. The ship will run much more efficiently. Essentially, we should pay right now to replace a half dozen small parts instead of paying ten times as much later to replace a big thing,” he replied.

“Makes sense to me. Put together a list and then we can see what kind of pricing we’re looking at,” she said, then she looked around. “Anything else? Any other business?” Everyone shook their head. “Any questions?”

Jared couldn’t think of anything, and apparently neither could anyone else. Once that was settled, they all had breakfast. Veronica was in the mood for a shitload of bacon and eggs, and Jared helped her make it all. They chatted over breakfast, and once that was over, Jared went back to work on compiling the complete list of repair and replacement parts for the ship.

…

“So, how did Angel seem?” Saf asked.

Veronica looked over, away from the window she’d been staring out of. She, Saf, and Lindsay were headed down to the surface of the planet Angel was on. They were in an orbital taxi. Veronica had been watching the atmosphere rush by.

“She seemed good,” she replied after considering it for a few seconds. “She was definitely happy to hear from me.”

“Did you tell her we’re recruiting?” Lindsay asked.

“No, but I let her know that we have a business proposition for her. And that I also have a different kind of proposition for her,” Veronica replied. She turned to face Lindsay. “You’ve been with her kind of recently, when she was with her team.”

“The Hellcats,” Lindsay replied, nodding.

“How was all that?”

“It was a lot of fun. A lot like what we’re doing now...a lot like it, actually. They had this awesome, cute boy living with them. He was kind of like Jared, only a bit younger and a lot more timid and inexperienced. He was so great. But it became a little too intense and he and two of the other girls ended up moving out, getting a more stable life. Can’t really blame them. About once every couple of years I take a crack at a normal life,” Lindsay said.

“And? What happens? Obviously it doesn’t work out if you’re here,” Saf asked.

Lindsay shrugged. “I get bored, honestly. It’s fun but then I remember it’s just not for me and get back to work. I think I’m going to like the arrangement we’ve got going on. It’s got enough danger not to get boring, but enough calm and relaxation to be kind of like a normal life onboard the ship to satisfy that part of me,” Lindsay explained.

“Hopefully it works out. I’d like to keep you around,” Veronica said.

“You just love me for my tongue,” she replied, then stuck her tongue at her.

“Not just your tongue...but yeah, I like that tongue a lot.”

Lindsay laughed and rolled her eyes. Veronica glanced back out the window as the shuttle rumbled slightly. They’d broken through the cloud cover and were making their way towards a colony. It was sunset, which would make this whole thing easier. Night operations tended to work better. Much easier to sneak around.

“Did she say where she was?” Saf asked.

“She gave me an address and a room number, some I’m guessing she’s staying at a hotel. We’re gonna have to hurry, she said she doesn’t want to wait for too long,” Veronica answered.

“I don’t blame her,” Lindsay replied.

They taxi came in on final approach and settled down on one of the open landing pads. As soon as they’d paid their bill, the three of them left the landing pad and made their way up to the nearest entrance into the terminal. They went through the procedure of getting their guns and armor through security, (they were already wearing their armor), and garnered a lot of attention from those who occupied the terminal.

Veronica was used to being stared at by now and ignored them all as she moved through the departure/arrival area, across the main thoroughfare and finally came out to the front. She’d already linked her Link, the small but powerful computer built into her head, with the local network and downloaded a map of the colony, then judged the distance between the port and the hotel, found it to be within walking distance and then mapped the quickest route there.

She said as much to the other two and led them away.

Veronica thought about the last two members they were hoping to recruit. If they managed to pull off both Angel and Vix, they’d have a pretty great, well-rounded team. She was a pilot and kicked serious ass, along with Angel, who was the other heavy hitter. Saf was a genius medic and could also fight like hell. Lindsay was great at stealth and recon. Jared and Vix would cover the technological bases between the two of them, and she knew that although Vix looked little and fragile, she was, like most of her race, actually pretty tough and durable. Jared could probably hold his own. He’d been a merc before now.

Although Veronica loved Angel, she still didn’t quite know how to feel about Vix. In her own way, she liked the little xenian, but Vix was just so...off-putting, and a little standoffish. She was kind of an isolationist and never really liked to do anything fun. And not just sexy stuff, (she wasn’t sure she’d ever seen Vix hit on anyone or go to bed with anyone), but even just regular fun stuff, like hanging out to watch a movie or play some games or go grab a pizza or something. She didn’t seem to like to do anything.

Veronica knew that Saf was fairly close with her, though Saf maintained that they’d never gone to bed and she didn’t think that she was interested in her in that way. Although Saf wouldn’t mind giving the little xenian a go.

She looked around the colony as they walked along it. It seemed like most of the other colonies she tended to blow through in her life as a merc: simple, decently populated, peaceful. The planet-bound colonies tended to be sturdier, quieter places, for the most part. It was the space stations that saw so much traffic that tended to be rowdier, where you could get pretty much anything. They kept walking until they reached the hotel.

It was a pretty nice place: a five-story structure done up in gleaming white material, punctuated with rows of tinted windows. Everything looked slick and polished as they stepped into the lobby. They walked up to the main desk and managed to talk the people behind it into calling up Angel’s room and confirming her ‘visitors’. Very few people tended to react well when women like Veronica and Saf showed up in armor with guns, but carrying around the armor was too much of a pain in the ass, so they’d just taken to putting it on.

When Angel confirmed that she was okay with the visitors, Veronica and the others headed back and took the stairs to the fifth level, where Angel had been staying. They found her door and knocked on it. When it opened, Veronica found herself looking down at a topless dysil. Angel was only wearing some lacy black panties.

“Veronica!” she cried.

“Angel, I’ve missed you and your tits so much,” Veronica replied, stepping in.

“Same!” Angel said, leaping up so that Veronica had to catch her. The busty dysil wrapped her in a tight hug and kissed her on the lips, slipping her tongue quickly in and out. Veronica kissed her back, slipping her hands down to her ass and giving it a good squeeze. Fuck, she had such a thick ass. Jared was going to be really happy.

Veronica let her down. “I see that you’re in a good mood,” she said.

“Definitely. I’m happy to be nailing this fucker to the wall,” Angel said. “He’s a real piece of work,” she growled, turning and stalking across her hotel room.

“Tell us about him,” Veronica replied.

She looked around the hotel room. It looked lived in, like Angel had been here for at least a week or so. Clothes had been thrown haphazardly across the room, empty food containers and cans of soda littered every surface.

“He’s a hacker,” she said. “But not the benign kind that skims some creds from a big corporation or screws with a cafeteria’s lunch menu, no, he’s a straight-up fucking terrorist. He’s been hacking into emergency services, rerouting calls, misplacing crucial information, manipulating all sorts of shit. Several people have died as a result. I’ve known he’s somewhere in this colony and I just now finally found out where the hell he is.”

“We’re definitely bringing this asshole in,” Veronica said.

“Yep. He’s in an abandoned apartment building in a mostly dead neighborhood. Not sure exactly where in the building he is, but he’s there. I managed to track him. Now I’m getting ready to go in. I don’t know what kind of setup he might have, there might be traps or a small army or he might just be alone. Either way, I’m glad to have you along,” Angel replied.

“We’re glad to help,” Lindsay replied.

“I missed you too, by the way,” Angel said as she pulled on a sports bra and then got some cargo pants on. “And you, Saf. Is there anyone else in this merry bunch?”

“Yes. One more. But he’s back on the ship.”

“Oh?” Angel asked, raising an eyebrow. “He?”

“Yep. You can hear about him after the mission.”

“Fair enough.”

Veronica studied Angel as she dressed. Dysil were a very interesting species. They tended to be orange in color, about the size of an average human, although they had a denser body structure, which made them seem disproportionately strong given their size. They also had two short, dark horns growing from their forehead and a thin black tail growing from their lower back. Naturally, humans tended to compare them to demons from old religious lore, and treat them almost as well as they would actual demons.

Angel was a prime example of a supremely fucking hot dysil woman. She was five seven, busty, and very curvy. She had thick thighs and broad hips, a fat ass that filled out the tight pants she tended to wear fantastically and equally amazing, huge orange breasts. She had short, sexy brunette hair and blood red eyes.

Veronica didn’t know her original name. As far as she knew, no one did. Angel had given herself that name at some point in the past just to fuck with the humans she came across. Angel finished getting dressed, then pulled on some combat armor and boots to go with it. Once that was done, she strapped a shotgun onto her back and a pistol to her hip.

“Okay, I’m ready,” she said.

The four of them left her hotel room and made their way back downstairs. After exiting the building, they began navigating the streets of the colony, making for the dead neighborhood the terrorist hacker resided in.

“So, you never actually told me why you’re here,” Angel said after a bit. “You were kind of vague on the whole thing.”

“I have a proposition,” Veronica replied.

“Oh? What kind of proposition?”

“Well...okay, more than one proposition. But we are going to wait until this bounty is collected on to talk about it. Fair deal?” she asked.

“Okay, fair deal,” Angel replied.

They kept walking until they came to the target location. The colony was winding down by now, apparently not much for nightlife. As such, the neighborhood itself was just as Angel had described it: dead. There were no cars in the streets, no people on the sidewalks, no lights on in the buildings. Veronica didn’t like it.

They stuck to the shadows, moving down alleyways and in between buildings, moving ever closer to the abandoned apartment building.

“What happened here?” she asked quietly.

“Drug lab blew up,” Angel replied. “No one wanted to live in the area anymore. Everyone moved out.”

“That sucks.”

They kept moving until they came upon the place they were looking for. The apartment building was three stories tall, an old, weathered structure that had mostly broken out windows. They found themselves in the buildings’ shadow, having come up from behind it. The four of them crouched in an overgrown garden, long abandoned to elements.

“So, what’s the plan?” Saf asked.

“I’ve managed to get a look at the blueprints of this place,” Angel replied, pulling out a tablet. She passed it around. “There’s two main entrances, a fair amount of windows. I figured two of us should play guard by the entrances, one of goes up, one of us goes down. Whoever finds him first, subdues him however they see fit.”

“Fine by me, who gets what duty?” Veronica replied. “I want to go down, by the way.”

“Well, since it’s my mission, I call dibs on up,” Angel replied.

Lindsay and Saf glanced at each other. “I guess we’ll take guard duty,” Saf said.

“Let’s get to it. Quick and quiet and we’ll get this over with before you know it,” Angel said, leading them in.

They entered the derelict structure and moved smoothly and silently through the hallways. Veronica let her mind go blank, her thoughts settle. No worrying about Jared back on the ship, the repairs, the money, recruitment for the Valkyries, none of it. Because none of it mattered right now. All that mattered in this moment was finding and capturing this sadistic son of a bitch. She found a doorway that led down and took it immediately, grateful that the stairs were solid and sturdy, even after months or years of neglect, making it a lot easier to move down them. Veronica wasn’t exactly a quiet or subtle woman.

There were immediate telltales that there wasn’t any kind of security in the area. No lights, no voices, no signs of life. She’d been sure to grab a pair of night-vision goggles from Angel’s stash of stuff and was using them now as she entered the basement area of the apartment building. She could see footprints in the dust.

They were recent.

Veronica stopped moving and listened intently. She could hear music faintly, coming from somewhere nearby. There were several doors in the hallway with her, each leading to squalid basement apartments. Three of them were open and no light crept out of them. However...she moved slowly down the hall, seeing light coming from around the frame of a door. Perfect. She moved over to it and reached into her pocket, extracting a flash-bang grenade. She turned off her night-vision and gave herself a little bit to get used to the natural lighting of the environment around her. Once that was done, she activated the grenade, waited two seconds, opened the door, threw it in and slammed the door shut. A tremendous bang and a powerful flash went off.

As soon as it did, she kicked the door open, pistol out, and stepped inside, sweeping the room. She took it all in at a glance: most of the furniture in the room was just a big computer rig taking up three desks set in up in an upside down U. There was a man in the middle of it, on the floor now, curled up with his hands over his eyes, a knocked over chair next to him. Veronica marched up to him and, after confirming no one else was in the area, holstered her pistol, pulled out a pair of plastic cinch cuffs and clapped them on his wrists behind his back.

She then pulled out a small aerosol bottle from her pack.

“Get the fuck off me!” the man shouted.

She put the bottle in front of his face and squeezed the trigger. A thin mist sprayed over his face, getting into his mouth and nose, and he immediately went slack, going unconscious. Perfect. Now she didn’t have to listen to him bitch. Standing back up, she took another look at the screens while she connected her Link to Angel’s dysil equivalent. She wasn’t much for computers or hacking, but from her time spent hanging out with those that did, she could at least recognize several hacking programs open on the man’s screens.

“Angel, I’ve got him in the basement. He’s alone here.”

“Perfect, we’ve got nothing up top. I’ll call the local authorities and we can get this all sorted out,” Angel replied.

Veronica was a little disappointed. She’d been hoping for a fight.

…

Veronica settled down in the only booth big enough in the bar to accommodate her seven-foot frame. The others girls got in around her, Angel sitting across from her with Lindsay, while Saf sat beside her.

“Well, that went better than I had expected,” Angel said, grinning. She paused and took a long drink from her glass of dysil booze she’d brought with her, draining close to half of it in one go. Then she let out a long, happy sigh.

Veronica nodded, doing much of the same.

It hadn’t taken the cops long to get there. They’d come down and confirmed the identity of the hacker based off of his files in the computer, then they’d hauled his ass out of there. Once they’d confirmed Angel and the others were on the up-and-up, (well, Angel, anyway, she was an officially licensed bounty hunter, while the other three were just mercs), they’d had all four of them fill out some digital paperwork, then they’d paid Angel and she’d handed over five hundred credits apiece. Which was a fairly good bounty for one guy.

They must have really wanted that fucker.

From there, they’d gone back to the hotel to change out of their armor, and then they’d gone straight to the nearest bar.

“Now,” Angel said, setting her glass down firmly on the table. “Not another word until I hear about this proposition and this boy of yours.”

“Fair enough,” Veronica replied, unable to keep from grinning at her. “The offer is this: Saf, Lindsay, and I, along with our ‘boy’ as you put it, have formed a team. We’re the Valkyries. We’ve got a ship, we’ve got guns, we’ve got supplies. We’re still recruiting, though you’re second to last on our recruitment list,” she explained.

“I see. Who’s the last one?”

“Vix.”

“Ooh! I like her.”

“You like her?” Veronica replied.

Angel nodded. “Yeah. She’s a sweetheart once you get past her tough outer shell.”

“How do you even know her?”

“We’ve worked together on and off over the past decade or so. She comes in handy for tech ops. Plus...well, I’m still working on, you know, sleeping with her.”

“Is she bi?” Saf asked. “I never quite got that impression.”

“I think that was the idea. I’m not one hundred percent sure. She’s always turned me down, but not in a way that suggests it was because I’m a girl or a dysil. She’s just...shy. Okay, so, I imagine you’ll be offering the standard stuff: equal cut of the profits, a place to live on the ship, the ability to live how I want provided it doesn’t fuck with things too much.”

Veronica nodded. “Yep.”

“Well, that all sounds great. But really there’s just one thing I need to know before I give you a solid answer. Tell me about this boy.”

“His name is Jared. He’s young, in his mid-twenties. He used to be a mercenary, quit for a year, now he’s back in the game. He’s...a little on the scrawny side, but he’s really cute. He’s a technician. And he’s very into non-human girls. We’ve all had fun with him. A lot of fun,” Veronica replied. She could see Angel’s interest growing.

“I see...do you think he would enjoy indulging my personal tastes?”

“Oh yes, he will,” Saf replied. “I can confirm that.”

“Very interesting...okay, I’m in. That’s all I needed to hear. How’s about we finish drinking, then you girls can help me clear out my hotel room, then we can all go and see this wonderful ship and boy of yours,” she said.

“Sounds perfect,” Veronica replied.

She picked up her mug of booze and drained it, then called for another.

Tonight was shaping up to be a great night.

…

Jared had been trying to keep himself busy.

Ever since the ladies had left him in charge of the ship while they headed down to the planet below to find their latest recruit and earn some cash, he’d begun his cataloging in earnest. The engines were the primary problem area. They had so many parts and pieces, a lot of them small and delicate. His first job had been to ensure that the computer could be trusted. Theoretically, it was supposed to be able to detect any problem, no matter how small or subtle, it would tell you. He’d spent most of one of his days off testing it and was satisfied that he could rely on it to tell him things. Unfortunately, it needed time. A lot of time.

Running all those scans was taking quite awhile and he had spent most of his time since they’d left going through the reports and creating a database. It was going to be a lot easier if he knew how much of what they needed, what kind of prices they would be looking at, and how hard it would be to track this all down. Not to mention the tools he’d need to make the repairs or run the maintenance. The tools he had now would mostly take care of the job but he was already seeing some more specialized parts that he knew he couldn’t work with.

He was still doing that when the ship informed him that someone was coming in through the airlock. Sitting at his desk in his room, Jared checked the clock. They’d been gone for close to nine hours. He’d been considering calling them but hadn’t wanted to interrupt them in what could have been the middle of a dangerous situation. Standing up, Jared left his room and made his way to the airlock, eager to learn how successful their endeavor had been. He heard all of them chatting happily, (and maybe a little drunkenly), as he approached the airlock. All three of the ladies he was familiar with stepped out, and then he saw the fourth one.

He stopped, staring at her.

They’d talked a little bit about Angel, describing her, but they hadn’t really done her justice. She was intoxicatingly beautiful. She was sexy and attractive in a way that a porn star or a stripper or a prostitute might be. He’d seen dysil before, worked with them, talked with them, but he’d never seen one as hot as Angel was.

It was like she radiated raw sex.

She was wearing just a sports bra and a pair of jogging shorts that, on other women, would be loose fitting, but on her barely seemed able to contain her thick thighs and broad hips. Her brown hair was partially pulled into a ponytail but enough of it was left loose that it framed her face. His eyes were immediately drawn to her features, her two dark black horns, her brilliantly vivid red eyes. Despite how curvy she was, he could also tell that she was very fit. It was this strange, almost contradictory appearance that was both buxom and athletic.

“How’d it go?” he made himself ask as they noticed him.

“It went great,” Veronica replied. The way she said it and the way she was grinning tipped him off that she was definitely at least tipsy, if not drunk. “We caught the fucker, got the bounty and...you are officially looking at the newest member of the Valkyries!” she said merrily, laying a hand on Angel’s shoulder.

“So, you’re Jared?” Angel asked, smiling broadly and seductively at him.

“Uh...yes, I am,” he replied.

“I’ve heard so much about you...” she held out one of the bags she was holding. “Will you take this for me and show me to my room? And...help me settle in?” she asked.

Jared began walking forward, looking at the others. They were staring back at him in varying states of amusement, like they were all in on a prank they were about to spring on him. Though he knew none of them were really into pranks. Or, at least, he assumed so.

“Yeah,” he said, taking the bag.

Grinning, Angel grabbed his hand and let him lead her back through the ship. He glanced back once over his shoulder. Veronica mouthed the words ‘have fun’ to him, and winked. That set off all sorts of thoughts. God, would he actually get to fuck Angel? She was sexy and attractive in a way that none of the other girls seemed to be. They each had their own unique kind of beauty, and Angel’s brand seemed kind of...trashy? Was that the right word? He didn’t mean it as an insult at all. There was nothing wrong with that kind of hotness.

Nothing at all.

But maybe it wasn’t the right word. Risque? Erotic? Those were closer. Either way, he seriously liked her type of sexy.

He led her back through the ship, neither of them saying anything until they got to one of unoccupied bedrooms. He opened the door and led her inside.

“So...this is your room,” he said awkwardly, unsure of what to say.

“I like it,” Angel said. She set her bag down on the floor and turned to face him. “So, I’m going to be straight-up with you, Jared. I’m a little tipsy, I’m trying to relieve stress from a long string of missions I’ve been running and I’ve been in the mood for a special kind of sex. Saf tells me that you’ve been able to perform this service for her. Specifically, you’re good at the rough stuff, and by rough stuff, I mean screaming and hitting and choking. Is this true?”

“Uh...yeah,” he replied awkwardly. He’d just met her, although he was getting a lot of the same good vibes from her as he did from the other women so far. But that was life as a mercenary: you tended to get to know each other physically faster than you did socially. Not that that was necessarily a bad thing, because it felt pretty great.

“Great! So, a few things we should discuss. First, a safe word. I don’t think we’ll need it, but it’s always a good idea to put safety first. How about...strawberry?” she asked.

“Sounds fine,” he said.

“Perfect! So, narrative...do you mind if I set out a story? I’m feeling a certain kind of thing right now...”

“I don’t mind,” he replied.

“Okay, good. Thanks. So, I’m kinda tipsy right now. Not much, but enough to get a nice buzz going. So I’m kind of in the mood to be taken advantage of. Like maybe you kinda talked me into this room for sex, but I start changing my mind midway through and you aren’t having any of that shit and so you force me. Sound good?”

“Uh...okay, yeah. I can do that,” he replied.

“You sure? You seem a little uncomfortable.”

“I guess I always will be with stuff like this, but I can get past it.”

“Good, cause this is going to be especially hot for me because we just met, so that unknown factor is going to be genuine, and yet I’m pretty sure I can trust you because I trust the three girls you’ve fucked with my life. Plus...well, if you do do something stupid, I can break you in half like a twig. So this is gonna be awesome.”

“Uh...yeah,” he said.

“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna hurt you. Just make sure you hurt me plenty, okay?”

“Okay.”

He thought about how he was going to get this started for a moment, then he stepped up closer to Angel, wrapped her in a hug and began making out with her. She kissed him back, though she seemed a little reluctant in her kissing, her body language suggesting that she wasn’t really into it. Almost right away he could tell that, like Saf, Angel was going to be really good at acting.

He ran his hands possessively over her body, groping her tits. He started taking her sports bra off but she pulled back slightly.

“Wait,” she murmured.

“What? Come on, take it off, I want to see them,” he replied, kissing her again and continued to pull the sports bra up.

She hesitated a bit longer, then seemed to give in, letting him get it up and over her head. He tossed it away and spent a moment groping her tits. They were fucking amazing. Huge and firm, the skin soft, her nipples a pink perfection.

“God, they’re fucking amazing,” he whispered, squeezing and groping them.

She started to say something but he kissed her again, roughly shoving his tongue into her mouth and then getting his hand down the back of her shorts. Holy fuck, her ass was huge, and so fit and toned, but also very well padded.

“Do you have anything else to drink?” he asked.

She hesitated, then pointed. “There’s a can in my bag...” she murmured.

He dropped down, opened the bag and fumbled around until he found the can she mentioned. It was fairly strong alcohol that was both human and dysil friendly. Perfect. He popped it open and handed it to her. “Here, drink some more,” he said.

“I don’t know...” she said, but he brought it up to her lips and she gave in again, drinking from the can. He put his hand on the bottom and tipped it up, making her drink more of it. She ended up draining half the can.

“Okay,” she gasped, taking the can way. “That’s enough.”

“For now,” he replied, taking the can away and setting it down on her nightstand. “Come on, Angel, I thought you were a party girl,” he said as he started groping her again.

“I mean, I am, I’m just...I don’t know if we should be doing this...I don’t really know you...” she replied.

“Well, get to know me,” he replied, then he hooked his hands into the waistband of her shorts and began pulling them down. She reached down and grabbed them.

“Wait,” she said.

“Take them off,” he replied.

“I...I don’t know,” she murmured.

“Take them off, Angel. I want to see everything.”

She stared at him for a few seconds, then looked away and pulled down her shorts. On the one hand, this was actually making him uncomfortable. On the other hand, it was really turning him on...probably because it was making him uncomfortable. He believed that was the idea of forbidden roleplaying. You got the dark excitement of doing something fucked up and wrong without actually doing anything wrong.

He took a step back and looked at her thick thighs, her shaved pussy. Then he turned her around and admired her ass.

“Holy fucking shit, you are so curvy,” he said. He began guiding her over to the bed. “I’ve never been with a dysil before,” he added.

“I’ve never been with a human,” she replied quietly. She looked at the door, hesitated as he guided her over to the bed, then let him do it. He pushed her down onto the bed a little roughly and then quickly got out of his clothes.

“Here,” he said, “on the floor. On your knees.”

“I...I don’t know.”

“Come on, Angel, I heard you dysil girls are really good at sucking dick. Wasn’t I nice to you tonight? I mean, you agreed to come back here with me and you knew where this would lead. Why’d you bother coming back if you weren’t sure?”

“I mean...I don’t know,” she whispered, then reluctantly got down on her knees.

He was already hard as she slowly took his cock into her mouth. Inside she was warm and wet and wonderful. He placed his hand on the back of her head and started pushing her head down, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth.

“That’s it...” he whispered. “That’s a good girl. A good little slut...”

She took it out of her mouth. “Don’t call me that,” she said.

He suddenly grabbed hold of her hair and she cried out. “I’ll call you whatever the fuck I want, you whore, now suck my fucking cock,” he growled.

“No. I’m leaving,” Angel said, pushing away from him and stumbling to her feet.

“Like fucking hell you are,” he replied, jumping up off the bed and grabbing her by the wrist. He pulled her back and she cried out.

“Let go!”

“No! I’m fucking getting pussy from you, bitch! I don’t care how I have to get it!”

She cried out and hit him. It actually hurt.

“You’re going to fucking pay for that!” he screamed, surprised by her move.

“No! Wait! I’m sorry!” she moaned.

She held her hand up to defend herself but he yanked it down and then slapped her twice across the face as hard as she could. She cried out, trying to get away from him, but he grabbed her, spun her around and threw her onto the bed.

“Lay down!” he screamed at her, getting on top of her.

She kept struggling as he tried to straddle her face, so he made a fist and punched her in the mouth. She cried out again.

“Please,” she moaned. “Please don’t hit me again...I’ll do what you want,” she whispered.

“Good girl. Open your fucking mouth,” he replied.

She laid down and opened her mouth. Eagerly, he straddled her face, shoved his cock in there and started violently fucking her mouth. He pressed her head down into the pillows over and over again, listening to her muffled moans, feeling the tip of his cock punch the back of her throat. She was moaning constantly now, weakly trying to push him off of her, gagging. He reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking it by the roots, causing her to let out a muffled scream. “Stop fucking fighting!” he screamed.

He kept fucking her mouth for another half minute or so, then he pulled it out. She gasped for breath, breathing heavily.

Jared moved quickly to get on top of her. “Open your legs,” he said, trying to get his hands in between her thick, wonderful, orange-skinned thighs. She kept them pressed tightly together. “Spread your fucking legs, whore!” he screamed at her.

When she kept them closed, he sighed and slapped her again. “Please!” she moaned. “Please, don’t! Please stop!”

“Then open your goddamned legs,” he growled.

Moaning, she opened her legs slowly for him. Once he got his hands in between them, he forced them open and got down in between them, sliding his cock into her as soon as he was able. She cried out as he forced himself into her.

He slapped her again. “Fucking told you to stop fighting,” he snapped at her. “I fucking told you! Just do what you’re told!” he screamed.

“Please stop!” she gasped.

Growling, he wrapped both hands around her throat and started choking her and slamming her head into the pillow. She struggled almost violently and he could feel her getting even hotter and wetter inside. Her pussy felt so good.

“Fucking worthless alien whore!” he screamed at her as he kept fucking and choking her. From the way she was getting wetter inside and her body language, Jared realized that Angel was close to an orgasm. He continued strangling her and pounding her pussy as hard and fast as he could and then, suddenly, something gave inside of Angel and she began to come. He let go of her throat and she sucked in a great breath and began screaming in blind, pure sexual rapture. He could feel her coming, and it was a powerful orgasm.

Her whole body was twitching and thrashing as she climaxed. Inside, she became far hotter and wetter, her muscles trembling and convulsing violently as she released a powerful spray of feminine sex juices all over his cock. He felt it getting out of her and spraying onto his thighs as she shrieked her way through the orgasm.

That was all it took for him.

He let out a cry of pleasure that was lost in the hurricane of Angel’s fierce screams as he started coming. His cock kicking and spasming hard as it began shooting his load deep into her, filling up her alien vagina with his seed, spurting it out one hard contraction at a time. He laid heavily against her, groaning in raw pleasure as his orgasm overwhelmed him, blasting away all thoughts, forcing him into a universe of overpowering pleasure and absolute sexual satisfaction. He wasn’t sure how long his orgasm went on for.

When it was over and he was coming back down, he found himself on top of Angel, both of them panting, gasping for breath, slicked with sweat, completely naked in her bed. Carefully, Jared pulled out of her and rolled off of her.

“Oh...my...God...” Angel whispered. She lay on her back, arms and legs spread out, mouth hanging open, eyes closed. “I just...that orgasm...it was like my whole body was coming...” she whispered. “That was just crazy.”

“I take it I did a good job?” he replied.

“Yes. A million times yes. That was phenomenal. You are so a keeper.” They laid there together for a bit longer, until Angel finally opened her eyes and sat up. “Okay, I need a shower, and some TLC,” she said.

“That’s fair,” he replied. “I’d be happy to provide that for you.”

They got up and headed for the shower.

CHAPTER 02

“Oh my God...right there, that’s the spot,” Angel murmured.

They were standing in the shower together, her back to him. Jared was massaging her shoulders, pressing his thumbs hard into her back, in between the shoulder blades. Angel let out a low moan. “You are really good at this,” she said.

“Thank you,” he replied.

After the hardcore fuck session they’d had, especially the type they’d experienced, Angel was in need of some TLC and he was in need of some relaxation. Even as much as he enjoyed being dominant in a roleplay environment, he also needed to come down from it. It tended to be intense, and then there was the guilt and the awkwardness of the fact that he actually got off on hitting his partner and treating her like shit.

So, here he was with Angel, massaging her shoulders a lot harder than he would a girl from his own species, because dysil were tough. They were more densely built than humans, which basically translated to the fact that they weighed more, were pretty strong, and could take a lot more punishment. Which made them fucking awesome partners if they were into being submissive. He was interested to see how much of a beating Angel could take.

“So do you like it here?” she asked.

“Yeah, I love it here,” he replied.

She laughed. “I’ll just bet. All the hot alien pussy you can handle. But besides that, how is it?” she asked.

“It’s great. It’s a pretty relaxing, stress-free environment. There’s lots for me to do. I haven’t really had to go on any dangerous missions, not that I’m unwilling to. But it’s nice not to get shot at. I like relaxing with the girls and we seem to enjoy a lot of the same thing: being lazy. I mean, they work out a lot, although the most I do to work out is fuck. Which is pretty strenuous. And if I keep up this rate of sex I’ll have serious abs in a month. But I’m really happy here. I like the ship, the atmosphere, the general feeling. It feels like...”

“A home,” Angel said.

“Yeah.”

“I’ve been missing that,” she murmured. “I had it for awhile with the Hellcats. But then everything changed and I decided I wanted to be by myself again for awhile. And it was nice, and fun, to just...drift. No real destination in mind, lots of fuck buddies, lots of drinks and great food and fun to be had. But I missed having friends and a consistent home, a safe, comfortable environment. Plus, I missed having someone like you around.”

“Someone like me? I can’t imagine it’d be hard to find guys like me. They should be falling over themselves to fuck a girl like you,” he replied.

Angel shook her head and shrugged off his hands. She rolled her neck and popped it loudly, sighing heavily in relief, then twisted her back and popped several more things. She turned, grabbed some soap and handed it to him.

“Wash my breasts,” she said.

He grinned, accepting the soap and lathering it up in his hands. “Okay,” he replied. Once it was lathered, he began running his hands over her huge, wet, orange breasts.

“You’d think guys like you would like to fuck me a lot. But you’re actually a rarity. I mean, think about it. Human men who are into alien girls in any capacity are a rarity, statistically speaking. Human men who are into alien girls and willing to do something about it are even more of a statistical rarity. Human men who are into alien girls and willing to do something about it and treat the girls as equals and are willing to show the relationship in public and are willing to be in an open relationship with others and aren’t just having sex with the girl because it’s a fetish and not because they actually like the individual (I’m actually okay with this so long as both parties are getting off equally) and are into BDSM and are good at it...you see where I’m going with this?” she asked.

“Okay, yeah. Wow. I guess you’ve got a point. That’s a lot of ‘ands’,” he murmured.

“Yep. You’re a rare find, Jared. I’ve met only a handful of men like you in my entire life. And it’s not from a lack of trying, either. I’ve fucked hundreds of people, but you are a true gem. And I’m happy I got a chance to meet you. And I really hope we keep fucking like that, because you are pretty spot on with the whole dominating thing. Seriously, that was probably the best orgasm I’ve had in like...four months,” she replied.

“I’m super glad to hear that. I love making women come,” he said.

She grinned. “I know the feeling. It kind of makes you feel...powerful, doesn’t it?”

“Well, I don’t know about that. I think it’s just a nice thing to do.”

“Well, it makes me feel powerful making women come. And men. And just wait til you put it up my ass. You’re gonna fall in love with me,” she said, grinning at him. She took his hands and brought them around to her back. “Now soap up my ass.”

“Okay,” he replied, feeling a stupid grin forming on his face. Angel definitely had a way with words. He was already starting to get hard again. He ran his hands over her thick, huge ass. Seriously, she had a filled-out, fat ass.

“Mmm...someone’s getting hard again,” she said, now pressed up against him. He could feel her huge, wet, soapy tits pushing against him.

“Yeah,” he whispered.

“I think something’s going to have to be done about that, Jared. I can’t just leave your dick hard like that. It’s cruel. I need to...satisfy it,” she said, her voice low and seductive, her mouth right next to his ear.

She gave him a kiss and then dropped to her knees.

He stared at her as she knelt in front of his cock. Gripping it gently, she leaned in and kissed the head of it, then she opened her mouth and let her tongue slide out. Firming up her grip a bit, she began to drag her tongue slowly across the head.

“Ohh...fuck,” he groaned as the pleasure began to burn through him. Angel let out a little laugh and then continued licking, going slowly at first, then going faster. Before he knew it, she’d popped it into her mouth and was slowly bobbing her head. She wrapped her first two fingers and thumb around his cock, encircling it, and moved them in sync with her lips. The result was intoxicatingly, intensely pleasurable.

“Holy fucking shit, Angel,” he gasped. “You are amazing at that.”

“Mmm-hmm,” she murmured, muffled.

She kept going like that, moving slowly but surely. Each stroke of her lips and fingers over the head of his cock sent a fresh, burning wave of pure sexual satisfaction through him and it didn’t take him very long to climax. Within a minute he cried out, both hands on her head, and started coming in her mouth. Angel kept going, slowly moving her fingers up and down the length of his shaft, sucking, sending even more pleasure into him, like she was trying to suck him completely dry, drain him of everything.

Jared groaned as powerful bursts of pleasure careened through his body, radiating out from his cock. It kept kicking furiously in her mouth, shooting out spurt after spurt of his seed. Angel took it all in, sucking him totally dry, until there was nothing left inside of him. And she even kept sucking then, when all he had left were dry kicks. Finally, when it was over and he was finished, she slowly pulled her lips along the length of his cock, sucking while she did so, trying to get the last drop out. Then she smiled up at him.

“There. Now it’s been satisfied,” she said.

“Oh, God...” Jared moaned, falling against a wall, chest heaving. He was feeling light headed. “Now that was an orgasm for the fucking books,” he groaned, closing his eyes, basking in the warm glow of his climax.

“I know my way around a dick,” she said, standing back up and putting her face into the water. She rinsed her mouth out, gargled and spat a few times. “Plus, you know, human seed has kind of a nice taste to it. Well, I like it anyway. Which is good news for you.” She grinned as she turned back around. “Oh, the other girls are going to be so jealous...” she said.

“Why’s that?” he replied.

“Cause for the next week or so, all you’re gonna wanna do is fuck me. I bet I fuck and suck better than any of them, right?” she asked.

“Well...”

“Come on, I won’t tell.”

“Um, well...so far, yeah,” he admitted. “I mean, they’re great-”

“Oh, I know. They’re fantastic lovers, spectacular in bed. But they aren’t me. You’ve got to understand, Jared, I’ve devoted a good portion of my time, my life, to figuring out how to have awesome sex. For how to make it feel really, really good for my partner. Cause I do love getting people off. Like, a lot. Giving someone that much pleasure...I love it. I love being able to make my partner orgasm. Now, come on. Let’s finish up. I want a tour of the ship, then I want food, then I want to get fucking baked and like play some video games with you or something.”

“I think you’re right,” he said.

“Am I?” she asked.

“Yeah. The other girls are going to be jealous.”

She grinned at him.

…

After showering, drying off and dressing, he showed her around the ship. There really wasn’t all that much to show, as it wasn’t a particularly large ship. The bridge, the engines, the recreational room, the armory, a couple of empty storage rooms that were eventually going to be a workshop for him, a training room, and a gym. They ended up in the kitchen, where they found the rest of the girls gathered, waiting for some pizzas to finish cooking.

“You two looked like you had fun,” Saf said. “You’ve got that immensely satisfied and freshly fucked look about you.”

“Oh yes,” Angel replied. “I took your boy out for a test drive and he delivered completely as promised. And I’m afraid I’m going to have to claim him for the next several days,” she added, grinning as they both sat at the table.

“Oh yeah? Is this true Jared?” Saf asked. “Can I really not tempt you into fucking me sometime later tonight or tomorrow?” she asked.

“What about me, Jared?” Lindsay asked. She raised her tanktop, showing that she was not wearing a bra, and swayed her huge tits back and forth at him. “Do we really need to go over this again? Are you really gonna say no to these?” she asked.

“Give it a rest, girls. You’re gonna give him a heart attack,” Veronica said.

“I’m fine with sharing,” Angel said.

Jared felt very strange, and oddly aroused, at being the center of attention like this. Not to mention kind of nervous.

“Sharing is good,” Lindsay said, smiling brightly at Angel.

“Okay, okay...we need to talk about what we’re going to do next,” Saf said. “We’re off to a great start, got some good momentum going, let’s keep it going.”

“Last time, we chose recruitment over jobs,” Veronica said. “I think this time we should go the other way around.”

“Well, technically we did both,” Saf replied.

“So where are we on Vix? You’re the only one talking to her, right?”

“Yeah. And she’s...I’m working on it.”

“Exactly. Vix is going to take some time. We need money. Jared’s got a shitload of parts and tools to buy, we still need to buy furniture for our bedrooms, a weight set and exercise machines for the gym, set up a holographic shooting range, and obviously we’ve got to get that rec room filled out. Not to mention the money we need to just to keep ourselves and our ship going. Even with the credits Angel has agreed to throw into the pool, it’s going to dwindle fast. We still haven’t managed to strike a balance between money in versus money out, and we won’t until we get all the big expenses out of the way,” Veronica replied.

“Wow...that was surprisingly coherent,” Saf said.

“Gee, thanks, Saf.”

Saf snorted. “Take the compliment, Veronica. And I guess you’re right. So I’ll keep working on Vix, and in the meantime, we’ll try to find a job here at the station. Right now we want low key stuff, probably transportation of cargo would be our best bet. I’ll see what I can come up with...later, though. I need a little bit of a rest. And food.”

“And weed,” Angel said. “I want to get baked.”

“Oh my God yes,” Lindsay agreed heartily. “Been too long since I’ve gotten baked with good friends. Do you have any?”

“I do,” Angel replied. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a plastic bag and a lighter, then set them both down on the table. “And now that we’re gonna have those pizzas, the munchies will be taken care of. Though I think we might need some more, given how many of us there are and how fucking huge Veronica’s appetite is.”

“She has a point,” Veronica replied, standing up. “Get it lit, I’ll find something more to throw in the oven.”

Angel took a joint out of the bag, lit up it and took a deep pull on it. She let all the smoke out a smooth breath and then passed it to Jared.

He accepted it and took a pull.

It was going to be a fun night.

…

Jared felt another wave of dark excitement coursing through him as he and Angel followed Veronica up towards her room.

It had indeed been a very fun night.

They’d all gotten toasted in the kitchen and then eaten two large pizzas, some nachos, and a taco salad that Jared ended up making. From there, they’d just sat around and talked, telling stories, catching up, getting to know each other better. They’d gone on for close to three hours and eventually, Lindsay had been the first to go off to bed. Saf followed after her shortly. Angel and Veronica were still awake, and Jared had been slowly picking up on a subtle sexual subterfuge between the two women. It was in the way they were looking at each other, the things they were saying to each other, the grins they gave each other.

So then, when the others had gone, Angel had propositioned them. She’d asked Veronica if she wouldn’t mind helping Jared dominating the fuck out of her, as she still apparently had a lot of sexual gratification to catch up on.

So now here they were, heading to Veronica’s room.

They’d swung by Angel’s first, grabbing some of her ‘gear’. Said gear included something Veronica really, really wanted to try out. Apparently there existed a special kind of strap-on that actually enabled the wearer to feel sexual pleasure. Veronica had been looking for one for awhile now and Angel had one.

Angel also wanted Veronica to fuck the absolute shit out of her, something that a seven foot genetically engineered warrior woman would be really skilled at. Jared was seriously interested in watching Angel get destroyed by Veronica.

“This is it,” Veronica said as she led them up the stairs and into her room. It was still very basic, with just a bed and a scattering of clothes and other random stuff across the floor. She’d been right, they really needed to buy some furniture.

“Now,” Veronica said, turning to face them, “show me that strap-on, Angel.”

Grinning broadly, Angel dropped her pack, unzipped it and began pulling stuff out that she tossed up onto Veronica’s huge bed. There were some cuffs with straps attached to them, some lube, a ball-gag, and then the strap-on, which she handed up to Veronica. The Amazonian took it and studied it intently, turning it over in her hands.

“Huh,” she said. “Doesn’t look any different than the normal ones.”

“Oh trust me, it is. I dropped two thousand fucking creds on this thing. It’s self-adjusting, meaning it will perfectly conform to whatever it’s fucking, it’s self-lubricating and yes, it will most certainly give you a bang for your buck. I’ve given it extensive testing on all sorts of hot sluts. It worked perfect every time. Guaranteed orgasm.”

“Good enough for me,” Veronica said, tossing the thing onto the bed and then pulling her clothes off. She freed her huge breasts from her tanktop and Angel did the same thing. Fuck, they both had such big, beautiful tits.

Jared quickly began undressing as well.

Soon, the three of them were naked.

“How are we going to do this?” Veronica asked. “I don’t have a whole lot of experience with this kind of thing.”

“Well, I’d like to be bound and gagged...although I guess it’d be better if I was forced to suck some cock first,” Angel said. “How about you two force me to suck you off, then, as I struggle, you throw me onto the bed, bind me, gag me, and then take turns fucking me. You can have whatever holes you want,” she said, smiling at them enticingly.

“I’m okay with this,” Veronica replied.

“Good! My safe word is strawberry. Although I’ll have a hard time saying it when I’m gagged...okay, if I have my eyes squeezed shut for more than a few seconds, that’s my safe word, uh, safe action. Okay?”

“Okay, we’ll keep a close watch on you,” Jared replied.

“Good...” Veronica murmured. She stepped up to Angel suddenly and placed her hands on her shoulders. “On your knees,” she said.

“No,” Angel replied, trying to shrug them off.

Veronica didn’t fuck around. She hauled off and slapped Angel hard enough to literally knock her to the floor. She cried out as she fell bodily to the floor, and from the way she sounded, it seemed like it had really caught her off guard. It had sure caught Jared off guard. Veronica knelt, got a good grip on Angel’s hair, gripping it by the roots, and yanked her up. She cried out again. She pulled her back up into a kneeling position.

“Now, are you going to do what you’re told?” Veronica asked, her voice calm. She didn’t need to raise her voice.

“Y-yes,” Angel whispered, cringing. “Please don’t hit me again...” she moaned.

“Then do what you’re fucking told, whore,” Veronica replied. She gripped Angel’s head firmly between her huge hands and shoved the fake cock into her mouth. Veronica let out a small gasp of surprise as she started fucking Angel in the mouth. “Oh-ho-ho yes. This is amazing...I’m going to fucking destroy you, little dysil slut.”

Jared watched, his erection getting harder and more intense as he watched the seven foot woman fuck Angel in the face.

It was a surrealistically hot sight.

Veronica kept slamming the fake dick into Angel’s mouth for another good thirty seconds or so, then took it out. Angel began coughing, falling onto her hands and knees.

“You want to use her now?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Jared replied, stepping over to her.

Veronica leaned down, grabbed Angel by the hair again and pulled her up. “Get back to work, whore,” she said.

Angel took his cock into her mouth and started giving him head, tentatively moving her head up and down. Jared sighed and grabbed her head. “Come on, you can do better than that,” he said, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. He felt it hit the back of her throat. She moaned and gagged, and he kept fucking her mouth, placing both of his hands on the back of her head to keep her from moving. He felt the pleasure roll through him, smooth and hot and wonderful, as he fucked Angel’s mouth. There was something seriously hot about it.

He kept going for a bit longer, then pulled it out.

“Okay, I want pussy now,” he said.

“Me too,” Veronica replied. “You wanna go first?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. Come here, you worthless dysil bitch,” Veronica said, leaning down and grabbing her by the wrists. Angel fought briefly, crying out.

“Stop! Fucking stop!” she screamed, thrashing about fiercely.

Veronica sighed, stood her up and then slapped her once more, hard enough to send her sprawling back onto the bed. “Stop fucking squirming, you’re just making this harder on yourself,” she said, getting onto the bed with her.

They quickly attached the straps to her bedposts and then affixed the cuffs to Angel’s arms and legs, getting her secured firmly to the bed in a spread-eagle position, legs opened wide to the world. Angel started screaming.

“Help! Someone help me!” she shrieked.

“Oh for fuck’s sake, you whiny fucking bitch,” she said, grabbing the ball-gag and stuffing it into Angel’s mouth. She fixed it tightly around her head. Angel continued moving around, pulling on the restraints, crying out, her voice muffled. Jared took a moment to study her. She looked so fucking hot, laying there spread out like that, ball-gag on, her eyes wide and crazy. Angel was absolutely the best actress he’d been with.

She was really selling this.

He climbed up onto the bed with her and rested on his knees in between her amazingly thick orange-skinned thighs.

“Be a good girl,” Jared said, getting into position. He slipped his cock into her. She was so fucking wet, she was practically dripping with sex juices. And the heat, fuck it was like there was a heater inside of her or something.

Angel was definitely enjoying this.

And so was he because fuck did her pussy feel spectacular. He felt a groan escape him, a groan of absolute, pure, raw pleasure, as he started fucking her. He placed a hand on either side of her torso, staring down at her huge, impressive tits that were bouncing in sync with his thrusting, and felt the sexual rapture roll through him.

“Fuck her, Jared,” Veronica whispered. “Fuck her like the worthless slut she is.”

He kept pounding her and she cried out, her muffled moans sounding ridiculously hot as she struggled against the restraints. He reached up with one hand and laid it across one of her enormous tits. He squeezed and groped it, in love with the feeling of it. Angel might have the best tits of any of the women onboard. Or maybe his judgment was just clouded at this moment because he was so fucking turned on by her.

“Hit her, Jared. Punch her in the ribs,” Veronica said. “I want to see it.”

He hesitated, glancing over at Veronica, who was watching them both with an almost feral intensity, then he looked back at Angel.

She wasn’t squeezing her eyes shut.

Well, okay then.

He made a fist and socked her in the ribs. Remembering how tough she was, he did it pretty hard. She cried out and he found himself doing it again, even harder. She moaned and twisted against the restraints. Jared felt more energized after doing that, hornier, more turned on. And maybe a bit more aggressive.

He shoved aside whatever concerns and worries of guilt he had and let himself enjoy this. Staring down at her, he really began pounding her vagina, slamming into her as hard and as fast as he could. Angel began letting out muffled screams from behind the ball-gag. He fucked the shit out of her, making Veronica’s bed tremble and rock as he went. Jared kept going and going and going, sliding his cock in and out of her alien pussy, feeling a hot, almost burning pleasure welling up inside of him. At the last second, he made himself stop.

He didn’t want to come inside of her.

Not yet.

“Your turn,” he said, getting up off the bed.

Veronica let out a little laugh as she crawled onto the bed. Her heavy frame caused it to shift and squeak. Angel stared up at her with fear-stricken eyes. Jared watched intently as Veronica got into the same position he’d been in.

“I’m going to fucking destroy you,” Veronica said, staring directly into Angel’s eyes.

Angel let out a small moan.

Veronica got the fake cock into her and began immediately delivering on that statement. Jared stared on in amazement as Veronica put her considerable frame and powerful hips and thighs to good use. She began pounding the absolute fuck out of Angel, who began screaming. Veronica held herself up on her palms, her huge tits hanging down between her arms, as she humped Angel. The much smaller dysil laid there, struggling, crying out as she got her pussy smashed over and over again. Veronica was moaning now.

That strap-on must really work.

Jared hoped the girls would be using it on each other a lot now, because it was seriously fucking hot to watch.

Not to mention it would probably enact more threesomes.

Both women were moaning freely now. Jared began moving slowly around the bed, trying to get more points of view of this amazing fuck session. Veronica really was fucking destroying her. And Angel was taking it marvelously. Both Veronica’s and Angel’s considerable tits were bouncing and jiggling furiously as they fucked and it was stunning to see Veronica at work like this, all of her powerful, genetically engineered muscles working, sliding beneath her skin. Abruptly, he realized that Angel’s muffled shrieks had taken on a new edge.

She must be coming.

“I knew she fucking liked it. Fucking whore,” Veronica said as she kept pounding the dysil. She went for about another half minute or so before finally letting up. She got up off of Angel, grinning fiercely as she did.

“I say we should both fuck her,” she said.

“Fine by me,” Jared replied.

They took a moment to get her undone from the cuffs, then they undid the ball-gag and tossed it aside. Angel was gasping now.

“Please...please, no more...” she moaned.

“There’s a lot more,” Veronica replied. “I just wanted to hear your scream.”

“No! Please!” Angel cried.

“Cuff her hands behind her back, that’ll make this easier,” Jared said.

Veronica nodded and did just that, rolling her over onto her stomach. She grabbed both of her hands and forced them into the small of her back, then held them there with one hand while she grabbed a set of cuffs with the other. Veronica had big fucking hands, Jared saw. And strong ones, too. She quickly and easily cuffed Angel’s wrists, then flipped her on her side. Jared grabbed some lube and rubbed his cock down.

He was definitely getting her ass.

“All aboard,” Veronica said as she laid down on her side and began fitting the fake cock back into Angel’s vagina.

“No!” she cried as Jared got up against her. He started putting his lubed-down dick up her fat, incredibly tight ass. “No! It’s too much!” she cried.

“Shut the fuck up,” Veronica snapped at her. “All I want to hear out of your mouth is screaming, you stupid bitch.” She looked over at Jared. “Fuck her ass hard.”

Jared grinned and reached around. Grabbing one of Angel’s huge, perfect tits, he began putting it up her ass. She cried out, yelling as both of them began to fuck her. “No! No! No!” she screamed. “It hurts! It’s too much!” she moaned.

Jared kept going, pushing his way in deeper until he was buried completely up her ass. Angel had been right, her ass was absolutely fucking incredible. It was so tight. He kept fucking her, pounding her ass while Veronica slammed her pussy. He wondered how much she was enjoying this, how much she was getting off on both her holes being forcibly fucked, her hands cuffed behind her back. He was certainly getting off on it.

He tried to last as long as he could, but fuck, Angel’s ass was just too good. It was like pure sexual satisfaction, her ass almost like a machine designed to get a dick off. Everything about it was incredible: the tightness, the suction, the heat. All of it blending together to make a perfect sexual experience.

Jared let out a loud moan, squeezing one of her huge tits, as he started coming up her ass. Angel cried out and tried to shake them both off, but Veronica was far too strong for that and she was sandwiched between the two of them too tightly to really move much.

“Oh fucking...oh yes...” Jared moaned, losing himself completely to the climax as his cock began shooting its load out in hard, powerful spurts, filling Angel’s amazing ass up. Pleasure blossomed within him. Pure, unrelenting sexual bliss filled him and for those shining seconds he felt like he was the pleasure, it was in every part of him. He slowly came down from the orgasm, buzzed on the sexual release, and once he came back to himself, he carefully pulled out of her. Sighing, Jared rolled away from her, onto his back.

“You done?” Veronica asked.

“Yep,” he replied.

“I want a turn in her ass.”

“Go for it,” he said, getting to the edge of the bed. He didn’t really feel like standing right then. He was a little lightheaded from the experience.

“No, not in my ass, not again! Please! Please!” Angel screamed.

“Shut the fuck up,” Veronica replied, pulling the fake dick out of her pussy, rolling her quickly over onto her stomach and then straddling her.

The Amazonian let out a moan of pleasure as she started putting it up Angel’s huge ass. “Fuck, no wonder you got off so fast. This is amazing,” she whispered. Leaning forward, resting on her hands again, she began pounding the fuck out of Angel.

“No! Ow! It hurts!” she screamed.

“I don’t give a fuck,” Veronica replied, relentlessly fucking her up the ass.

She kept going, building towards her own climax now. Jared watched intently. “Oh-oh fuck!” Veronica cried suddenly, her head hanging now. “It’s making me come!” she moaned. “It’s making me fucking-oh yes! Oh fuck yes it’s so good!” she shrieked.

She continued moaning and crying out as she orgasmed, her hips jolting strongly as she did, pushing the fake dick up Angel’s ass even harder, causing her to cry out as well. Jared simply laid there and watched the whole display as Veronica orgasmed intensely. He could tell it was a powerful one, everything from the look on her face to the rigidness of her body to her voice, (she was really screaming), told him so.

When it was over and she was coming down from that particularly pleasant high, she pulled the fake dick from Angel’s ass and rolled over onto her back, gasping for breath. She looked radiant, her skin flushed and slicked with sweat, considerable breasts heaving as she tried to get her breath back. She took off the fake dick and then laid back.

“Um...could someone uncuff me?” Angel asked.

“Yeah,” Jared said. He sat up and helped her.

“Thanks,” she murmured as her hands were free. She rolled over carefully onto her back and tried to sit up, then suddenly fell back down. “Oh my,” she whispered.

“Are you okay?” Jared asked.

“I’m...I’m okay. Just a little, uh, swimmy,” she replied, breathing heavily, blinking several times. She closed her eyes and put a hand to her forehead. “I just...that was really intense. Like, really, really intense,” she replied. “I almost passed out there for a second. But oh my God, that was amazing. You are so good at this stuff, Veronica. I mean, stellar.”

“Thanks,” Veronica murmured. “I think I’m in love with your sex toy.”

Angel laughed. “Told you it was good,” she replied. “You can borrow it if you want, but I want to use it on you sometime soon.”

“That sounds great,” Veronica said.

“Did you have fun?” Angel asked, reaching out and taking Jared’s hand. “How was my ass?”

“I had a lot of fun and your ass is simply amazing,” he replied.

“Told you.”

“We’ll have to do it again sometime.”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure we’ll be doing it a lot from now on,” Angel said. After a moment, she stretched and then sat up. “Now, I believe I’m owed some TLC.”

“Oh, are you?” Veronica replied, smiling at her.

“Yes. That’s how it works. You got to ‘fucking destroy’ me, as you put it, now you’ve gotta put me back together.”

“Fair enough. I think a shower would be a great start.”

“Yes,” Jared said. “Definitely.”

“Then we can get baked again. I would love to do that. And eat...I’m hungry again already,” Angel said as she got up.

Jared laughed, though he had to admit, he was too.

“Maybe we can go out for something...or order in. I think that’ll be better, I can cover it,” Angel said as she headed for Veronica’s bathroom. Jared and Veronica got up and followed her in. They all got into Veronica’s large shower, turned it on and stood there for a little bit in the heated waterfall. Before long, Jared grabbed a bar of soap, lathered it up and began running his hands over Angel’s body. Veronica began to do the same.

“Mmm…yes. This is exactly what I wanted,” she murmured.

They continued washing her off and soon Veronica began to massage her shoulders. Jared spent a while running his hands over her breasts, which she seemed to like. The two of them passed Angel back and forth, massaging first her shoulders, then her neck, then her feet at one point, as she laid down on her back and put them up into the air.

When they were done, all three of them were clean and refreshed. They dried off and dressed, then Angel activated her internal computer.

“Okay, what are we in the mood for?” she asked.

“Maybe we should see if the others are hungry,” Jared suggested.

“Great idea.”

They headed downstairs and hunted down the others. Saf was busy trying to find them a job, but Lindsay was up for more food. They ended up finding a place that delivered both sandwiches and tacos, which made pretty much everyone happy, and put in a huge order. While they waited, they sat down back in the kitchen and started passing around a blunt again.

“You are a fucking tramp,” Lindsay said, looking at Veronica.

“And what, exactly, is that supposed to mean?” she asked.

“I could hear you from here. In fact, I probably could have heard you from the engine room. I’d be surprised if people on the space station couldn’t hear you,” she replied.

Veronica just grinned. “Well, the noisier the sex is, the better it tends to be. And that sex was fucking fantastic. Have you seen Angel’s toy?” she asked.

“No, but I have to say if it made you scream like that, I have to give it a shot.”

“You most certainly do,” Angel replied. “It’s a specialized strap-on that let’s the wearer feel sex,” she explained.

“Ooh! I’ve heard of those. Emily, back on the Hellcats, actually had one of those. I’ve gotten to try them a few times but it’s been too long since I’ve gotten to use one. I so want to try one on you, Angel,” she said.

“You’ll get your chance. I’m sure we’ll be passing it around just as much as we pass Jared around,” Angel replied, grinning at him.

“I’m not complaining,” he replied.

They continued passing the blunt around and talking until the food came.

…

Jared looked over the list he’d spent so long compiling. It seemed to be in order, though he needed to give it one more inspection.

Yesterday had been a lot of fun. After that threesome with Veronica and Angel, they’d all gotten baked and eaten, sitting around and talking for several hours. Eventually, Saf had come to join them, frustrated because she couldn’t find a good job for them. They’d done their best to cheer her up, but ultimately she’d just gone off to train and work out. One by one, the others figured they should probably do the same thing.

Once he was alone, Jared had gone back to his list. It was finally finished compiling, but then he’d had to actually organize it. He’d spent the rest of the day doing that, paring the whole thing down into smaller lists, organized by type and location on the ship. And he’d also started running searches for pricing and rarity.

The vast majority of the stuff was pretty common, but he had noticed a couple pieces in there that were kind of rare and would probably be expensive, unless they got lucky. So, that had been the rest of his day. He’d worked until he was too tired to do so and ended up just passing out in his own bed. It was the first time he’d gone to sleep alone since hooking up with Veronica and Saf. Although it didn’t really last.

He’d woken up at some point in the middle of the night to Angel coming into his room. She’d slipped into his bed, naked, and had sucked him off, then ridden him until they both had come, and he’d promptly fallen back asleep.

In the morning, they’d woken and had a frantic fuck session, then showered and ate breakfast together with Veronica. Lindsay had still been asleep and Saf was hard at work finding the perfect job again. Or trying to.

Once breakfast was over, he’d gotten back to work.

Now it was a little after noon. He was hungry, he wanted a break, but he wanted to finish up this work more than he wanted to eat. He just needed to finish reading over it one more time, to make sure there wasn’t anything he’d mislabeled or forgotten or hadn’t tracked down a price yet for. Ten more minutes passed and he finished the double-check.

The good news was that the list was finished and accurate.

The bad news was that it was going to be absurdly expensive.

But that was the price of being a mercenary team with your own ship. With a heavy sigh, he powered down the tablet, placed it on his desktop and stood up. Popping his neck, he turned around and walked out of his room. He needed food. There should still be some leftover tacos from the order last night. They’d gotten close to thirty of them. Well, hopefully there were some left over. Veronica had a constantly voracious appetite, which made enough sense given her enormous frame and genetic engineering.

And the fact that she worked out so often.

He stepped into the kitchen and found himself alone there. Jared let his mind go as he hunted through the fridge. He felt kind of brain-dead at the moment. After so many hours of staring at screens and running through information and data and words and numbers...even if he liked it, which he did, it could get to him if he did it too much.

He just needed a break.

Not a very long one, given that they’d probably start buying this stuff soon. And he actually had some of these supplies onboard, so he could start whittling down that list today, if he wanted. But that was hands-on work, a lot different than what he’d been doing. He loved that, too. Probably more than data management.

There were in fact four of the tacos left and Jared heated them up, then sat down at the table with them and a can of soda. As he began eating, Saf came into the room, looking better than she had the last time he’d seen her.

“I found a job,” she said.

“You did? Excellent. What is it?” he replied.

“It’s perfect. High paying, for what it is, anyway. Three thousand credits. It’s a transportation job. We’ve got to shift a merchant and her supplies four systems over. Should be super easy. I’ve already gotten into touch with her and she’s making the arrangements to get her stuff over here, into our cargo bays,” Saf explained, sitting down across from him.

“Ah,” he replied.

“What do you mean ‘ah’?”

“I think we’re going to have to get a little less picky about the kind of work we take,” Jared replied.

“Why’s that?”

“I finally finished the list. And I have a bottom line to work with, in terms of how much bringing this ship up to specs is going to cost.”

“And…?”

“Thirty five thousand credits,” he replied.

Saf’s eyes widened tremendously, then she groaned and put her head into her hands. “Fucking...thirty five thousand?” she asked.

“Yeah. Sorry. And that’s just the estimate. It theoretically could be lower, but we shouldn’t count on that. Honestly, it could be higher. And that’s thirty five in addition to fuel and food and other supplies. If we want to get this done earlier instead of later, then we’re going to have to start hustling pretty hard,” Jared replied.

Saf sighed. “I guess you’re right.” She stood up. “I’m going to go tell the others about the job. Um...she’s going to be here soon, in about fifteen minutes. Would you meet her by the airlock? She’s human and you’re human, so I figured you’ll have the best odds of getting on her good side. If we’re lucky, she’ll ask us to ship again sometime.”

“Yep, I’ll be there,” he replied.

Jared watched her go, then sat there, finishing up his tacos, trying to figure out the funds. They were all probably going to have to take a huge personal pay-cut, at least at first. Theoretically, if they worked hard and got lucky, they could get these funds together in under a month. Probably under two weeks.

He didn’t doubt the hard work part, more the luck part.

But hey, he’d fallen into a shitload of luck just recently, so maybe it wasn’t out of the question. Jared finished his tacos, threw the debris of his meal away and headed for the airlock. He only had to wait a few minutes before the ship informed him they had a visitor. Allowing access, he waited for the airlock to finish going through its routine.

When the door opened, he hesitated as he saw who was waiting inside the airlock. Apparently their merchant was a very attractive woman.

“Hello,” she said. “You must be, um, Jared?”

“Uh...yes. Hi. I’m Jared.”

“I’m Megan,” she said, coming out of the airlock. “It’s nice to meet you.” She offered him her hand.

He took it and shook it. “You too,” he replied. She was holding a suitcase. “Um...how about I show you to your room?” he asked.

“That would nice. Then, would I be able to see my cargo?”

“Yes, definitely.”

He began leading her through the ship. She looked to be in her mid-thirties and she had the most beautiful mocha colored skin. Her black hair was pulled into a simple ponytail and her eyes were a dark shade of blue that looked stunning. She was tall and pleasantly proportioned, judging by the tight t-shirt and jeans she was wearing. Her accent placed her as British, though that was as far as his ear could detect.

“So I haven’t seen mention of your group around before. Are you new to the area?” she asked as they walked.

“Technically. We’re actually pretty newly formed,” Jared replied.

“I see, I-” she hesitated as Lindsay stepped out of one of the doors they were approaching. She stopped and smiled.

“Hello, there,” she said. “You must be our latest customer.”

“Um...yes,” Megan replied. “I’m...Megan.”

“Lindsay. Let me know if you need anything,” she said, her grin broadening. Was Lindsay hitting on her? At first, Jared thought Megan had just been surprised by Lindsay’s suddenly appearance, but judging by her reaction now, he thought maybe it was something more.

“I’ll, uh, do that,” she stammered out. Lindsay grinned at her, then at Jared, and walked away.

“You okay?” he asked as they started walking again.

“Yes. I’m fine. Just...she seems nice,” Megan replied.

“She is very nice,” Jared replied.

“So it’s a mixed crew?”

“Extremely mixed. We don’t have any two alike onboard. Although...I mean, that’s if you consider Amazonians to still be human, or in a class of their own.”

“You have an Amazonian aboard?”

“Yep. She’s our pilot. We also have a dysil. She’s our...heavy hitter, I guess. And a kai. She’s our medic. Lindsay is quick on her feet and I’m the technician of the group.”

“I see...you said ‘she’ several times. Are you the only man onboard?”

“Yes.”

“That must be very interesting.”

“Uh, yeah...yeah it is,” he replied, frustrated that he could feel himself blushing. As they came to her door, Megan looked at him, a strange look on her face. He couldn’t tell if she was judging him for living among aliens, or for sleeping with them, (if she was smart, she’d have picked up on that by now, and she seemed very smart), or if something else was going on. After a moment, he decided that it wasn’t judgment in her gaze.

What then?

“Well, this is where you’ll be staying,” he said, opening up the door. “Sorry it’s a little bleak. We’re still getting everything in order. But it’s got its own bathroom. After I show you your cargo, I’ll show you the kitchen. You can grab whatever you want from there.”

“Thank you,” she replied, heading into the room.

Jared waited for her to set down her suitcase and come back out. When she did, he began leading her to the cargo bay.

…

Jared stopped reading as he felt his Link vibrate ever so slightly inside of his head. He’d received a message.

He opened it up.

It was from Lindsay.

OMG, Jared, you so fucking owe me.

He put in a quick response: For what?

I’ve been hitting on Megan all night. She so fucking wants my vagina. I talked her into having a threesome with you and me.

He sat up. Seriously!?

Yep. You’d better get ready. We’re on our way to your bedroom right now.

Jared powered down his tablet and set it on his desk, then hurried over to the bathroom. He had just enough time for a quick piss before there was a knock at his door. He headed over and opened it up. Megan, looking strangely shy but also almost overtly lusty, had her arm over Lindsay’s shoulders. Both of them were smiling at him.

“Hello, Jared,” Megan said.

“Hi, Megan,” he replied, stepping back so they could come inside.

“I trust Lindsay has updated you?” she asked.

“Yeah. Um...she has.”

“Good! Oh God, I’m so glad this happened,” Megan said as she closed the door. She peeled off her tight t-shirt and tossed it aside, then pulled off her sports bra, too. “I’ve got this huge fucking fetish for cyvits. Boys and girls. And Lindsay just...oh my God, her breasts!” she replied, turning, reaching out and giving Lindsay’s huge breasts a squeeze.

“They’re pretty great,” Jared replied. “And so are yours.”

“Thanks,” Megan said, looking down at hers. She had some pretty beautiful C-cups. “I’ve often thought about getting them enhanced, larger, you know?”

“I think they’re perfect,” Lindsay said.

“I’d have to agree,” Jared murmured, still staring at them. “I, um, this is all a little sudden...not that I’m complaining.”

“Well,” Megan said, taking off her pants, “I come from a sexually conservative colony and it drove me fucking crazy. When I was old enough, I moved away and became a merchant. I made it a point to fuck as many people as I could. Well, you know, people that I’m attracted to. At first, I admit, it was a bit petty, fucking just to fuck, to throw it back in my parent’s and family’s faces. But eventually I got over it and what was left was a desire to make love freely. I love sex and I love connecting with people. I’ve always been a very open person,” she explained. Now she stood completely naked before them, looking absolutely beautiful.

She had an awesome, fit body with a little bit of weight on it, like a woman who had been working out for a long time, then had recently decided to let herself go for a bit. The effect created both a fairly fit body and a nice amount of padding in all the right places.

“So, Lindsay started hitting on me when she saw how I reacted to her. I have to admit, it’s been awhile since I’ve been around a cyvit, which is a shame. And she explained how thrilled you would be to join us, and you are pretty cute,” she replied.

“I appreciate the opportunity,” Jared said.

“Well, let’s get naked,” Lindsay said.

Jared couldn’t agree more. He and Lindsay got out of their clothes and the three of them quickly crawled into bed together. Jared let Megan push him onto his back and let her climb on top of him. She seemed to be the kind of woman who liked to be in control. Which was fine by him. She smiled down at him, looking like a radiant goddess of sex and desire, then leaned down and laid against him. She began to kiss him.

Something like an electric spark passed through him as their lips met. It often seemed to happen when he went to bed with a completely new woman, but he thought it might be more powerful with Megan because he’d often done so poorly with women from his own species. Megan was absolutely, unquestionably hot.

And she was going to fuck him.

He ran his hands down the soft, warm mocha skin of her back and settled them on the swell of her pleasantly padded ass. She tasted like something, something dark and rich, but he couldn’t figure out what it was. She let out a small moan as she slipped her tongue into his mouth. They continued making out and twisting tongues together until she broke away and sat up. Jared reached up and began groping her breasts as, still straddling him, she turned to face Lindsay, who was beside them. The two women started making out.

As they did, Megan ran her hands across Lindsay’s body, paying special attention to her breasts. “Holy shit, Lindsay, you are so soft,” she whispered. “I love your fur.”

“While you’re here, you can enjoy it all you want,” Lindsay murmured back to her and began kissing her again.

Jared continued groping Megan’s breasts and watching the display until the two women ceased making out.

“I want to sixty nine,” Megan said.

“Okay. Top or bottom?” Lindsay replied.

“I want to be on top.”

“All right then.”

Jared got up, out of the way, and watched as Lindsay laid down on her back, then Megan straddled her face and laid down on her. Both women began to moan as they started eating each other out. Jared’s erection was full and throbbing now. He continued staring at the two women, listening to them groan in pleasure, until Megan brought her head up.

“Come here,” she said, her voice husky.

He got closer to her and she took his cock into her mouth. Jared groaned as the beautiful merchant began bobbing her head. He placed his hand on the back of her head, watching her work, feeling the pleasure wash through him.

“Megan, you’re so good at that,” he whispered, gently massaging her head as she sucked his dick. She let out sharp moans every couple of seconds as Lindsay continued eating her out. After about thirty seconds of his attention, Megan took his cock out of her mouth. “Fuck me, Jared. I want it now,” she said.

“All right,” he replied, happily getting on her other end.

Positioning himself carefully, he slipped his cock into her hot, wet pussy as Lindsay continued licking her clit. Megan let out a loud moan as he penetrated her. Jared let out a groan of his own as his cock became sheathed in her wet perfection.

“Fuck, Megan, you are so fucking tight,” he moaned as he started fucking her, working his way slowly inside of her vagina.

“I want you to come in me,” she said. “I want to-oh, Lindsay!-I want to feel it. I love it when men come in me, I love feeling their pleasure,” she murmured.

“I’ll be more than happy to oblige,” Jared replied.

She laughed. “I’m sure you will.”

All three of them stopped speaking then, reduced only to panting and moaning in desperate, intense pleasure, punctuated occasionally by loud, ecstasy-filled cries as someone hit something sensitive.

It was Lindsay who came first.

She let out a loud, wailing moan that grew as her orgasm took her. Jared could feel her twitching and trembling beneath the two of them, and when she’d finished coming, she ended up getting out from beneath Megan, who got up onto her hands and knees, letting him fuck her doggystyle. Lindsay laid back and watched the two of them fuck.

Jared kept going, pounding her pussy. He was surprised by how he’d nearly forgotten what it felt like to fuck a human girl. Her vagina was almost as unfamiliar to him as when he tried sleeping with a new species. It was a wonderful reminder.

“That’s it,” Megan whispered. “That’s it, keep fucking me, Jared. You’re going to make me...to...oh right there! Yes...ohfuckyesthat’sthespot!” she screamed, babbling as she began to come. Jared groaned as he felt a hot wave of feminine sex juices erupt from her pussy, going all over his dick. And the way her muscles trembled and clenched, practically massaging his cock. It didn’t take much longer for him to start up, too.

He cried out as the first volley of his seed was ejected from him in a hard spurt, shot into her pussy. It was followed immediately by another, and another. Each one shooting a fresh wave of burning pleasure through him.

“Ohhh yes, Jared! Come in me!” she moaned, pushing her ass against him. “Come in my pussy, Jared! Fill me up!” she cried.

He did just that, gripping her hips firmly, pulling her closer to him as he came. He emptied his cock into her and when it was all over and he was completely drained, he pulled out of her with a groan and sat down heavily.

“How was that?” Lindsay asked. “Are you a satisfied customer?”

“Oh fuck yes,” Megan replied. “Believe me, I plan to be a repeat customer if I can help it. The next time I need to travel or shift some cargo, I’m calling you up. Hell, if you’re even just nearby, give me a call. You guys are awesome.”

Lindsay grinned. “Good to know. Now let’s get cleaned up, cause I want to go again.”

CHAPTER 03

For the next several days after they dropped Megan off, it was pure hectic chaos.

They worked like they hadn’t worked in a long time.

They hustled.

…

Jared let out a heavy sigh of relief as he sat back from the computer screen.

He’d done it. He’d fixed their problem. He rubbed at his neck and took a moment to collect his thoughts. It was nearing the end of a long day. They’d just dropped Megan the merchant off early this morning after about two days of travel. It had been very fun. He’d slept with her a few more times, twice by himself and another time again with Lindsay. That had been fucking fantastic. When she’d left, she had even given them an extra five hundred credits as a ‘tip’, as well as her personal contact information.

She’d also promised to send any jobs she could find their way.

In between their sex sessions, Jared had been beginning his work on the ship, repairing or replacing the parts that they did have readily available. Although by the end of their trip he’d already managed to do half the work. When they’d dropped her off, they’d found themselves in a pretty large, busy space station, so the entire group hit the ‘streets’, as it were, and began looking for work. Any work they could find.

Saf gave them a day to pick up any and oddjobs before they moved on.

For Jared, that meant simple repair jobs, both on software and hardware. The good news was that there tended to be a shitload of these jobs and he knew how to not only do them, but how to ferret them out. The bad news, or really more the annoying news, was that they tended to wear him down, especially in the quantities required.

But they needed money, and the others were working hard, too, so there was no way that he was going to slack on his job.

So, at about nine in the morning, Jared had started hunting for these jobs. It was now just past midnight and he’d just finished his last one for the day. It was at a computer repair shop, ironically, and their system kept glitching out. They hadn’t been able to figure out what the hell was going on, but he’d found the problem after about an hour. He couldn’t really blame them, it had been an obscure problem buried deep in the system.

The manager poked his head in. “Did you fix it?” he asked.

“Yep, all taken care of,” Jared replied, getting up.

The manager took a seat at the computer and spent a moment confirming that the problem had been fixed. “Oh, thank God,” he muttered. “And thank you very much,” he added. “I’ll credit the payment to your account immediately.”

“Appreciate it,” Jared replied.

Unwilling to indulge in any more idle chitchat, he shook the man’s hand, turned and walked out of the store. He wanted to go home. He wanted to sleep. He was hungry, but he didn’t think he even had the energy to make and eat food. It felt like he was walking on stilts as he made his way back through the space station, towards the Valkyrie. He hoped the girls had fared better. Actually, to help pass the time and keep his weary mind occupied for the walk back, he activated his Link, entered the group chat and asked just that.

Good news came rolling in.

Lindsay had ‘loaned herself’ out to a brothel for the day and had made a pretty good bit of credits, nearly two thousand.

Veronica and Angel had each found work as a bouncer at a pair of strip clubs for a five hour shift, then had teamed up and gone after two bounties on the station. Between them, they managed to put together twenty five hundred credits.

Saf had earned the most on her own, getting three thousand credits for loaning herself out to a hospital that specialized in multi-species care.

Jared felt okay about his own earnings. Between all the various oddjobs he’d done, (minus lunch and dinner breaks), he’d made around seventeen hundred. Not a bad haul for one day, but in the face of such a steep amount, it didn’t feel like nearly enough.

But that was the job.

Before he knew it, he’d finally made it back to the ship. Sighing heavily, he waited for the airlock to do its thing. Once it was done and the door was open, he moved into the ship, just wanting to get back to his room. He passed Saf in the hallway.

“Hey...you look pretty tired,” she said.

He nodded. “Yeah. What about you? Tired yet?”

She laughed. “I am, though not as much as you or Lindsay or Angel. Kai have a pretty high endurance. I’m about equal to Veronica.”

“Lucky you.”

Saf smiled. “Well, the good news is that Megan came through for us.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yep. She hooked us up with another cargo shipping job, though no person comes with it this time. We’ve got to head a few systems over, but it’s a couple thousand credits,” she replied.

“Perfect. Well, I’m going to sleep now.”

“Goodnight, Jared,” Saf said.

“Goodnight, Saf.”

He headed back to his bedroom and opened the door. Stepping inside, he found someone waiting for him in his bed.

“Hey you,” Angel said sweetly, setting aside the tablet she’d been reading from.

“Hey, Angel. How are you doing?” he asked, closing the door behind him and kicking off his shoes.

“I’m good. How about yourself?”

“Exhausted...uh, can I help you with anything?”

“I think you can. I decided to wait for you here because I missed you. As for what you can help me with...” she pulled aside the blankets, revealing her voluptuous naked body. “I have a pussy here that needs fucking,” she said.

Jared couldn’t help but grin as he started taking all his clothes off. “Okay, I can help with that. Though I have to be completely honest, I’m seriously tired. I probably won’t last very long and I’ll probably fall asleep right after I finish.”

“I’m okay with that, I’m tired too,” Angel replied.

Jared eagerly finished stripping, then crawled into bed with her. He laid down on top of her, kissing her and tiredly groping her big breasts as she spread her legs for him. She kissed him back, wrapping him in a hug.

“I’m really wet,” she murmured, “so you can just slide right in.”

“Gladly,” he replied quietly.

He positioned himself at the entrance of her vagina and pushed inwards. Angel gasped softly as he entered her and he let out a small groan. She was right, she was really wet. He slid in without a problem. Angel kissed him deeply as he began making love to her, pressing against him with her powerful hips, forcing him even deeper into her. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly to her.

Jared made out with her, slipping his tongue into her mouth. She broke the kiss every now and then as she gasped in pleasure.

“I like this,” she whispered as they stopped kissing for the moment. “I love this. As much as I love hard and frantic fucking, I love this, too. I love the quieter, calmer, lovemaking sessions,” she said, smiling up at him.

“I love it, too,” he murmured back to her, resting his forehead against hers, staring directly into her eyes as he continued pushing into her over and over again. And she was right, as fun as the rougher sessions were, either the ones that involved hitting and screaming, or just the hot and sweaty and grunting, pounding fuck sessions, these were so good on another level. They were much more intimate and he felt connected in a very different way.

He kissed her again, deeply and passionately, as he settled one hand on her breast, gently groping and squeezing it, loving the feel of it. Something in there seemed to set her off, because suddenly she gasped, her lips leaving his.

“Oh yes...” she moaned softly. “Oh, Jared, you’re making me come...” she whispered.

He felt her pussy grow hotter and wetter, much wetter, as she began to orgasm. He wanted to come with her, to orgasm simultaneously, so he started going faster, letting himself become overwhelmed by the pleasure, allowing it to consume him. And then he was coming. He groaned loudly, falling against her, his thighs going rigid and his hips working on their own, jerking forward, pushing his steel hard cock deeper into her as it began spitting out his seed in hard spasms. Both of them moaned and writhed in pure sexual release.

They both gasped and went slack as they finished coming.

“Thank you,” she whispered, kissing him again.

He kissed her back, then yawned. “Thank you, and you’re welcome. And goodnight,” he replied, smiling at her.

Jared pulled out of her, then rolled off of her. She got over onto her side, facing away from him, and he curled up against her, putting an arm over her stomach and pulling her tightly to him. Together, in the darkness, they quickly drifted off to sleep.

…

“Come on, let’s get this over with,” Veronica said as they moved through a seedy part of the station they were currently on.

She was trying not to let her annoyance show but it was difficult. She wasn’t exactly the most emotionally controlled individual. She told herself that she should be happy, the job was a pretty decent one, and honestly they were lucky to have it. After hustling for almost a straight day on that space station, they’d picked up another contract, courtesy Megan: ship some technology (that was a pretty generic term but it was all the information they were given), to another station. It was just an eight hour trip, so they’d done it.

None of them had been happy to get back up that morning, but they still had a lot of work to do, so gotten up they had. The only problem was the deal changed once they got there. They didn’t want to come get the cargo, they wanted it brought to them. The only reason Veronica had agreed to do that was because there wasn’t a great deal of it and because they were offering an extra two hundred credits for it, and to reimburse them for the hovering platforms they’d bought to shift the cargo. So now, here she was with Angel, headed for the warehouse owned by the company, watching over the precious cargo. She guessed she couldn’t blame them.

This was a shitty place.

It was obvious that it was rundown and there were probably some gangs operating nearby, or opportunistic thieves. And no one would fuck with an armed and armored dysil and Amazonian. Well, probably no one.

However, even as she was thinking this, four people stepped out from alleyways ahead of them. Glancing back over her shoulder, she confirmed that another three were coming in behind them now. They were mostly human, but there was a dysil and a xenian in there, too. She couldn’t help but grin as she saw them slowly approaching, their trap sprung.

Oh these poor, stupid bastards.

“Hand over the cargo and no one has to get hurt,” one of them, presumably the leader, said in as menacing a tone as he could manage. She had to give it to him, he was a good six four, well-built, a scar down one side of his face, with some half-decent armor and a big, nasty shotgun in his hand. Plus, he had six friends to back him up.

It still wasn’t enough.

“You’re actually doing this?” Veronica replied, coming to a halt and straightening up to her full six feet eleven inches, which was closer to seven foot one with the armor on. “You’re actually stupid enough to take me on?”

“There’s seven of us and two of you,” the man growled, though now he seemed less certain that she hadn’t immediately folded at his demand. The others were shifting nervously, too.

“I know, it’s terrible odds for you,” Veronica replied.

“Give up the cargo. Now. I won’t ask again.”

“You didn’t ask the first time.”

He opened his mouth to speak again, but Veronica could see that he was committed to his stupidity now. In a blur, she quick-drew her pistol, aimed and snapped off a shot that went right into the idiot’s big mouth. It exploded out the back of his head and sprayed the others with his blood. While they were still reacting, she quickly shot all three of them in the head. Behind her, she heard Angel doing much of the same.

Less than ten seconds after it had begun, the battle ended.

“Idiots,” Angel muttered.

“Yep. Galaxy’s full of them,” Veronica replied. “Why don’t you get the cargo on to the warehouse and collect? I’ll check them for credits and stuff we can sell, then call the authorities,” she said.

Angel nodded and headed off with the cargo. Veronica quickly and efficiently searched the bodies, rifling through their pockets. She’d gotten fairly good at this part of the job. Technically speaking, mercenaries weren’t allowed to take anything from the bodies they produced. But Veronica knew the tricks of the trade. So long as all of them had at least one weapon and some amount of credits on them, she could pretty reliably steal whatever else was on them. She managed to get three pistols, some ammo, nearly five hundred credits, a nice switchblade that buzzed with the telltale of an electric charge, (they went for a decent price on the market), and two memory crystals. She grinned as she found those.

They were worth a pretty credit, too.

She made sure to secure all of this among her various pockets, then put in the call to the authorities. By the time they arrived, Angel had dropped off the cargo and was on her way back. She even reported that they were going to be given a hundred credit bonus for successfully defending the shipment. Once the cops got there, she filled them in on the situation. From the looks they gave her, she knew this was another reason she tended to get away with taking stuff off of bodies: no one felt like searching her.

Once she’d explained the situation and the cops had ID’ed them, one of them approached her while the others began calling in for more help cleaning the whole mess up. “Would you be interested in some bounty hunting work?” he asked.

“I’m not technically licensed, although my friend is, and she’s on her way back here right now. Why, what’s up?”

“Searching the bodies, we found some information on them. Turns out they’re part of a gang we’ve been trying to nail for awhile. They traffic in drugs and sex slaves, and generally whatever else they can get their hands on. The information points towards their hideout. Normally, we’d perform a raid, but off the record, we prefer it if bounty hunters do it.”

“Less risk to you,” Veronica replied.

He nodded awkwardly. “Yeah, truthfully. And you seem really good at this, being that you’re...well, you know...”

“An Amazonian.”

“Yeah. It’s five thousand credits for the whole lot. We’d be really appreciative if you could do this for us.”

“All right. We’ll do it, give me the information,” she replied.

He passed her the mini-tablet they’d found and she looked it over. After memorizing where their hideout, an abandoned apartment complex apparently, was in relation to here, she passed it back. By then, Angel had shown up. She filled her in on the situation and then the two of them immediately began to head for the apartment complex.

…

Jared stopped reading as his Link buzzed in his head.

He activated it, seeing who it was that had sent him a message.

VERONICA: You. In my room. Now.

He blinked in surprise. She hadn’t ever talked to him like this before.

He sent a quick response. Coming.

To which she responded: You fucking will be.

He tossed aside his tablet and hopped up off his bed. It had been awhile since he’d actually had sex with the seven foot Amazonian. He was glad he’d showered already. Stepping out of his room, he hurried down the hall towards her room at the top of the stairs. It was the end of the second day, and it hadn’t been quite as hectic on his end. Unfortunately, the jobs just weren’t as plentiful on this station. He’d only managed to scrape together eight hundred credits today and he’d ended up turning in a little early, actually managing to make it back to the ship by nine o’clock. He’d seen Saf, who had again made a big haul renting herself out to a hospital, and Lindsay had again gone to a brothel, not that he could blame her.

Getting paid to have sex must be nice.

Well, provided the people you were having sex with tried to get you off, which he supposed probably wasn’t that common. Well, either way, she seemed to be happy. He hadn’t heard from Veronica or Angel, though he was about to from one of them.

He knocked on her door.

“Get in here!” Veronica called.

He opened up the door and stepped inside. Veronica was sitting on her bed, completely naked, a bottle of something strong beside her.

“Can I help you?” he asked.

“Get naked, I want to fuck,” she said.

“Uh...okay, what brought this on?” he as he stripped down.

“Got into a big fight today, did some bounty hunting. Sometimes that gets me all riled up and fucking horny, and I want your cock right now,” she replied, then she drained the rest of the bottle and set it down.

He finished getting naked and got into bed with her. She pushed him down onto his back and climbed on top of him.

“Don’t come until I tell you,” she said.

“Yes ma’am,” he replied.

She reached down between them, grabbed his cock, which was already rock hard since he hadn’t had sex since this morning, and it had been brief, (he and Angel had had a quickie in the shower, then they’d gone right to work).

Both of them moaned as she lowered herself, shoving his cock up into her. Holy fucking shit, she was so hot and wet inside. Practically dripping wet. He slipped right in and fuck was she so tight! He’d forgotten how fucking tight she was.

He was glad to see that her effectiveness at kicking ass wasn’t the only thing the genetic engineering improved.

“Ohhhh YES!” Veronica cried as she slid herself down the length of his cock. She began riding it almost viciously. “This is what I fucking needed, this is fucking exactly what the fuck I needed!” she screamed.

Wow, she was getting really into it. Her bed was rocking violently now and he was being pressed hard into the mattress. It kind of hurt...but it also felt really fucking good. Jared thought about saying something, but he instead just laid back with his hands behind his head and let her fuck the shit out of him. Her huge tits were bouncing freely above him and her face was a twisting confusion of emotions and sexual satisfaction.

“Fuck, Veronica, that’s so good,” he moaned.

“Don’t come yet,” she replied, her voice thick and husky. “Don’t fucking come yet...God...fucking...almost...I need to-oh fucking yes!” she shrieked suddenly. Abruptly, she began to grind herself furiously back and forth. “Don’t come! Not yet!” she cried as she began to orgasm. It was really, really fucking difficult to follow her command, but somehow, he managed to do it even as she stirred his cock around inside of her, rubbing his most sensitive area up inside of her hot, slick pussy over and over and over again as she came all over it, a torrent of feminine sex juices escaping her pussy as she screamed her way through a powerful orgasm.

It seemed to go on for ages, but abruptly she was finished, and then she sagged, gasping, her whole body slicked with sweat now.

“Okay...” she whispered. “Okay...you wanna come now?”

“Yes!” he cried.

“Okay, here, hold on. When I move, sit up on the edge of the bed, okay?”

“Okay.”

She got off of him suddenly and scrambled down into a kneeling position by the bed. Jared got up, wanting to come so badly, wanting to feel that rush, that release, that tidal wave of absolute pleasure screaming through him. He got onto the edge of the bed in front of her and she grabbed his cock and began jacking him off.

“Bust your load all over my fucking face like I’m a fucking whore,” she demanded.

It took him hardly three seconds to meet her demands.

Before he knew it, that tidal wave of sexual bliss was crashing through him and his dick began kicking hard and furiously in Veronica’s big hand. His seed spurt in thick spouts from its tip, getting all over her beautiful face. It got onto her cheeks and across her lips and her forehead and some of it went into her blonde hair.

She moaned loudly as he came all over her face, jacking him off with strong, sure strokes until there was nothing left.

When it was all over, she opened her mouth and cleaned his cock with it, sticking it inside and pulling out slowly back out.

“Holy fucking...fuck,” Jared gasped, falling back onto the bed. He watched her stand up, towering over him, then turn around and walk to her bathroom. He couldn’t help but sit up and stare at her huge, thick pale ass. “What the hell brought that on?” he asked.

“Dunno,” Veronica replied as she started up the shower and got in. He moved to join her. “Sometimes, after a battle, I just get crazy horny like that. Sometimes it makes me want to do more than just fuck, like wanting you to blow your load all over my face.” She stood in the shower now, her face up to the water.

“Interesting,” he said as he joined her.

She shrugged. “Just the way I’m wired, I guess.”

“Lucky for me.”

She grinned and, as she finished washing her face, turned around and hugged his head to her huge, wet, naked breasts. “Yes, very lucky for you. I like you,” she said. “I hope I didn’t hurt you,” she added a few seconds later.

“I’ll live,” he replied.

“Good. You’re gonna spend the night with me tonight. I want more dick,” she said, letting go of him.

“Okay. So, uh...what did you end up doing today?”

She grinned. “Well, a couple of idiots tried to rob us earlier...”

…

Jared looked up at sign above him, trying to figure out if he had come to the right place. He stepped to the side of the building’s entrance and checked his Link again. Yep, this is what Lindsay’s message had said, meet her at Spencer’s. And Spencer’s was, apparently, a clothing store, just one shop in a row of them.

Why the fuck did she want him to meet her here?

He’d assumed Spencer’s was some kind of restaurant, a deli maybe, or a cafe or diner. But a clothing store?

Sighing, he headed inside.

Currently, they were on day five of...well, hopefully not too much longer, but day five of their work-search frenzy. They were throwing basically everything they had that was leftover after buying food, drink, and fuel, the stuff to keep them going, into the joint account because they just wanted to be done with this crazy ass job streak. They’d jumped between four systems over the past two days, after Veronica and Angel had taken down those morons and collected on their bounties. In between delivering cargo between star systems, they went onto the space stations they visited for however long they could and grabbed whatever jobs they could.

The last time Jared looked at the account, it was at thirty thousand credits. Which was crazy that they’d amassed that much in just five days. But they were professional mercs working their asses off and trying to spend as little as possible. That was the problem with being a merc: yeah, you tended to make fat paychecks for the crazy dangerous jobs you took, but most mercs not only had to pay for their own guns, ammo, armor, and vehicles, but they also tended to have expensive tastes. And why not live the high life?

They were risking their goddamned lives day to day, so why not live it up?

But Jared was glad to see that they could put aside living it up and put their nose to the grindstone hardcore, even if it was only for a week, so that they could live the high life later. Which was why he was confused about Lindsay’s choice of rendezvous. He’d just finished a six hour shift working whatever technical oddjobs he could find and he’d been getting ready to break for lunch when she’d sent him the message.

It was short, simple, and to the point: Meet me at Spencer’s. And it had a little map of the station, showing him where the place was.

With a sigh, Jared walked deeper into the place and tried to find Lindsay. It didn’t take him very long at least. She was hanging out near the back of the store, past the rows and racks and shelves of shirts and jeans and coats and whatever the hell else was for sale. Jared had never been one for style, interested more in function than anything else.

She was sitting in front of the changing area with a pair of jeans that he thought would probably look pretty good on her.

“Hey you,” she said, smiling coyly and standing up as he approached.

“Hey, um...what are we doing here?” he replied.

“Shh...follow me,” she said, turning and heading into the changing area.

Wondering what the hell was up, he followed her into a narrow alcove lined with doors that provided entrance to about a dozen and a half dressing rooms. He wasn’t actually sure he’d ever been in one before. He ordered all his clothes online and had them custom-made, so there was never any problem of wondering if anything would fit or not. She walked past the doors, all the way to the very end, and opened one of the unoccupied ones. As far as Jared could tell, almost all of them were currently unoccupied.

“Come on,” she whispered, beckoning him to follow her as she slipped in.

Glancing back the way they’d come, making sure no one was watching, he followed her in and as soon as he was inside, she shut and locked the door, then grabbed him and started kissing him. She pushed him up against the wall, wrapping her arms around him and slipping her tongue dexterously into his mouth, twining it with his own. She tasted sweet, like sugar and honey. She moaned softly as she kissed him.

After about thirty seconds, she broke the kiss and took a small step back. “I get off on fucking in public places,” she explained.

She was wearing a simple blue dress and she reached up, grabbing the straps and pushing them off of her shoulders. She pulled down the dress, revealing her huge, blue-furred tits. “I thought you wouldn’t mind helping me,” she said, smiling at him.

“Uh...no, I don’t mind,” he replied.

She grinned wickedly. “Good boy. Now don’t move.”

She got down on her knees and dug him out of his pants, unzipping and unbuttoning them. His cock was already stiffening up at her kissing and the freeing of her big breasts. It finished getting hard when she licked up the bottom of it, slid it into her mouth and started sucking him off. He groaned, placing his hand on the back of her head, feeling her soft, warm fur. Being inside of her mouth was an absolute pleasure, especially when she started slipping her tongue smoothly over the head of his dick periodically and gently massaging his balls in her warm, soft grasp. He groaned again, hard as a rock, ready to fuck.

“Okay,” she said, taking it out of her mouth. “Pick me up and fuck me against the wall.”

His pants and boxers pooled around his ankles, Jared did just that. He discovered she’d opted out of panties today as she got her dress hiked up. She hopped up onto him and wrapped her arms and legs around. As soon as he had a good grip on her fit, firm ass, he managed to get his cock slipped right up into her.

They both gasped as he penetrated her and he found himself staring directly into her beautiful cat-eyes as he began making love to her.

“Oh yes, this is what I wanted,” she whispered. “This is what I needed so fucking bad. I love getting fucked like this,” she moaned.

He kissed her and began to fuck her faster, causing her to moan even louder. He really hoped no one overheard them. Or, rather, no one who was going to try and stop them overhead him. Maybe it was okay if, like, another customer or maybe a worker who didn’t really give a shit about the rules heard their filthy fucking.

Then it’d be pretty hot.

“Yes...yes, fuck me, fuck me...” she moaned in between kisses.

They kept up the frantic fuck session for another minute before she gasped for him to stop. “Let me down or I’m gonna come,” she whispered.

“I thought that was the idea,” he replied, grinning at her.

“No, please, please stop, I’ll make a huge mess, I’ve got nothing to clean up with,” she murmured, begging him.

“Okay, okay, fair enough,” he replied, pulling out of her and letting her down. As soon as she was down, she dropped to her knees. “What are you doing?”

“Hey, one of us should come...don’t worry, you can make it up to me later on tonight,” she replied, then she started sucking him off again. She was so skilled at sucking dick and he was so turned on that it didn’t take long before he was orgasming into her mouth. Lindsay kept sucking as he began to moan. The pleasure shot through him, wave after wave of hot, pink bliss rolling across him. Jared closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall, gasping as Lindsay sucked everything out of him. When he was finished, she took it out of her mouth.

“There,” she said, straightening up and putting her dress back in order. “Now we can go get something to eat. I thought it would be a nice precursor to lunch,” she said.

“Definitely,” Jared murmured, trying to get back in touch with reality again after such a powerful orgasm. He pulled his pants back up, then followed her out of the dressing room. Still no one in the corridor. Perfect. Now that he’d actually done the deed, Jared wanted to get out of there. Lindsay didn’t seem to be too concerned in getting a move on though. She ended up spending another five minutes hunting around the store until she found another t-shirt that she liked, then brought them up to the register, paid for them and had them shipped to their vessel.

“Okay, now, what are you in the mood for?” she asked as they stepped out of the shop.

“Pizza’s always good,” he replied.

She nodded. “You’re right. Let’s go find some.”

It didn’t take long. Within a minute they were in sight of a small pizza shop. They went inside, put in an order for a large pepperoni, grabbed some drinks and took a seat in a booth. “So, what’d you end up doing today?” she asked.

“More of the same. Tech jobs. I’ve got six more lined up already,” he replied.

“Damn. You’re working hard.”

“Yeah, trying to, anyway. What about you?”

“I got tired of being a prostitute. I mean, I love sex, obviously, but it was getting to be a bit much. So I went bounty hunting. Spent all morning running down a guy dodging child support payments. Not as fun as a shootout with a gang, but fun enough, I guess. I’ve got another bounty hunting gig lined up to take up, presumably, the rest of the day.”

“Any idea what the others are up to?” he asked.

“Well, Veronica is bounty hunting too. Last I heard she was going after an escaped convict who’s holed up here on the station somewhere. And Angel decided she wanted to give the brothels a shot and convinced Saf to join her.”

Jared let out a low whistle. “Saf could make some serious money doing that…”

“Mmm, yeah, she really could. She’s so pretty and great in bed and, I mean, she’s a fucking kai. There’s so few of her kind in the galaxy.”

“Yeah...I kinda wanna...well, nevermind,” he said.

“You kinda wanna what?” Lindsay asked.

“Nothing.”

“No, tell me.”

He laughed awkwardly. “I kinda wanna visit a brothel. Being with Megan...I mean, it’s been awhile since I’ve slept with a human woman. And there’s just something...hot, about fucking a prostitute, you know?”

“Oh believe me, I know. We could go tonight.”

He shook his head. “No, come on. It’d be a huge waste of money. I mean, I can have sex with any one of you.”

Lindsay rolled her eyes. “Shut up, Jared. If you want to go fuck a hot human hooker tonight, I’ll take you out and pay for it. I like to watch.”

“Is there anyone on our crew that doesn’t like to watch?” he replied.

She opened her mouth, then closed it, seemed to consider the question. “No, actually, I guess there isn’t. Although if Vix signs on, maybe. I don’t know about her. So it’s settled, when we finish up those jobs, we’ll find a brothel and I’ll buy you a super hot hooker. You’re in love with redheads, right?” she asked.

“Heh, yeah.”

“Awesome. I’ll find you a redhead hooker with like, huge tits and a fat ass. You seem to be into those things.”

“I am,” he confirmed.

“Right then, we’re doing it.” Their pizza arrived and Lindsay immediately grabbed a slice. “It’ll be awesome,” she said.

He hoped she was right.

…

Jared was nervous.

He wasn’t sure why he was this level of anxious as he followed Lindsay in through the deceptively normal entrance of the brothel she’d tracked down for him. Probably some of it was the fact that he was kind of stressed out. Working ten to twelve hour shifts for five days in a row was pretty rough, even for someone with a decent work ethic. But that was only part of it. He was lying to himself, he realized as they walked into the main lobby.

Because he did know why he was nervous.

It was because hooking up with human women, even if it was a literal prostitute that he was actually paying for sex, kind of freaked him out.

It was stupid and he’d spent years trying to overcome the problem, but really, he’d just given up on that and instead had buried the issues beneath the fact that he now almost exclusively slept with alien women.

Ironically, it was just easier for him to connect with a xenian or a dysil or cyvit than it was with a woman from his own species.

Trying to distract himself, Jared looked around the lobby. It was simple, with several couches and chairs and tables, and even a little kitchen area. It looked more like a lounge than a lobby. Currently, it was empty except for the woman behind the desk. He imagined that this was where clients waited during busy hours.

“Hello there,” the reception said, smiling smoothly at them. “What can I do for you?”

“We were hoping to get an hour with Nessa,” Lindsay replied. Apparently she’d done her research beforehand. Jared said he would trust her with this.

“All right, let me check and see if she’s available,” the receptionist replied. She checked her computer for a moment, then smiled. “She is. Now, she’s going to be two hundred and fifty credits per hour, per person. Is that okay?”

“Yes, that’s fine. I’ll cover it,” Lindsay replied.

“You must be happy with this relationship,” the receptionist said to Jared.

He nodded awkwardly and could feel himself blushing. “Yeah, very,” he replied.

Lindsay laughed and swiped her thumb. Once the transaction went through, the woman told them the floor and room number and to have a good time.

“I’m sure we will,” Lindsay said, taking Jared’s hand and leading him deeper into the brothel.

They made their way through the building, heading through a door and down a hallway lined with doors. It was silent, which Jared always thought was weird. Although he guess it would be a lot more disruptive if you could actually hear all the dozens of people fucking like crazy. Although it’d be kind of hot.

“So what’s this woman like?” Jared asked as they walked.

“Not going to tell you,” Lindsay replied with a smirk. “It’s going to be a complete surprise...well, you know, probably. I mean, we talked earlier about...nevermind. You’ll see in about less with a minute,” she said.

He supposed she had a point.

They came to the door in question and stopped. Lindsay opened it up and they stepped inside. Jared looked around the room. There wasn’t much of anything it it. Most of it was taken up by a huge bed and there was a shower stall, sink, and a toilet in one corner. And the woman in question, Nessa, was lying on the bed, waiting for them, completely naked.

“Hello,” she said. Fuck, her voice was really sexy. It was a little rough and a lot husky.

“Hi,” Jared replied quietly.

She smirked. “First time with a hooker?” she asked.

He shook his head. “No, just...”

“He’s shy around insanely hot women from his own species,” Lindsay said. She sat down on the edge of the bed. “Don’t mind me, I’m just going to be watching.”

“Fine by me,” Nessa said.

She was insanely hot.

He realized that Lindsay had done exactly what she’d said she was going to do. Nessa was a short, pale, curvaceous, voluptuous redhead. She had huge breasts, a little bit bigger even than Lindsay’s, that were topped by perfect pink nipples. Her thighs were thick and powerful, her hips broad and beautiful, her pussy a smooth, taut pink line between them. Her skin had a healthy pale glow to it, it was smooth and flawless. He couldn’t tell how old she was. She could have been in her early twenties or her mid forties.

And her eyes!

They were a vivid, brilliant green. They were so vivid that he was sure she had some kind of implant, like a xenian, giving them a slight glow.

“Would you like me to help you undress?” she asked.

“Um...yes...yeah,” he stammered out.

He thought Nessa might laugh, but she didn’t. She just got up off the bed and walked over to him. She was very graceful.

“Here,” she whispered, standing before him now and grabbing the bottom of his shirt, “let’s start with this.”

He raised his arms up and ducked a little, since she was about half a foot shorter than he was. She got his shirt off and dropped it on the floor, then she paused, still smiling her beautiful smile. Wow, her lips…

Even as he was thinking it, she leaned in and kissed him, laying her hands gently on his shoulders. She let out a soft moan as their lips met. She tasted like sugar, a wonderful taste that flooded his mouth as she parted his lips with hers and slowly slipped her tongue in. As she was doing this, she reached down, gripped his wrists and brought his hands to her huge breasts. Now he groaned as he laid his hands on them, got them in his grasp, began to squeeze and grope and massage them. God, they were huge!

And firm and soft and smooth and perfect.

Jared could feel his cock stiffening and his heart beating harder and faster in his chest. Lust was beginning to swell within him.

He wanted her so bad it almost hurt.

She was twining her tongue with his now, mixing their saliva. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing slowly but heavily, as if she was really, really into it.

He stopped groping her breasts only because he wanted to touch her ass. He hadn’t seen it yet. It had to be huge.

It was.

He slipped his hands around to her back, then down the smooth, warm skin there to cup the swell of her enormous ass. He couldn’t even begin to get it fully into his grasp. He squeezed it as well until she finally stopped making out with him.

“Feeling better?” she whispered, her lips barely a quarter inch from his, her brilliant green eyes staring directly into his.

“Uh-huh,” he replied softly, absolutely enamored with her.

“Good. Now, it’ll be easier to do this next part if you move over here,” she said, guiding him slowly over to the bed, so that his back was facing it. She got down onto her knees, undid his belt, his button and his zipper, then pulled his pants and his boxers down. Once they were pooled around his ankles, she grabbed his hips and gently pushed him so that he sat on the bed’s edge. She got his shoes, his socks and the rest of his clothing off.

Now he sat naked on the bed. Jared glanced over and saw Lindsay watching them both with an almost intimidating intensity.

“Now, just relax and let me take care of you,” Nessa said softly.

He did just that, staring at her beautiful pale face and her full red lips and her fiery red hair as she leaned in and took his cock slowly into her mouth.

“Ohhhh fuck...” he moaned as she started to slowly, powerfully suck his dick. She made a ring with her finger and thumb, encircling his cock, and kept it up against her lips, then began moving smoothly up and down in short bobs of her head, focusing almost exclusively on the head of his dick. “Oh holy...oh shit, Nessa!” he moaned as the pleasure hit him hard, like a fucking hammer. He’d never quite had head like this before.

It was beyond amazing.

“Oh...oh fuck...I’m...oh wow...” he moaned, at a total loss for words. It felt absolutely amazing. He couldn’t believe how good she was at it. In fact, she was so good that…

“Oh, fuck, Nessa wait, I’m going to-oh shit!” he cried as he started coming.

A strange mixture of raw sexual rapture and an embarrassing shame shot through him. She’d hardly been sucking his dick for thirty seconds, he couldn’t even remember the last time he’d started letting off that fast.

She didn’t seem to mind, she just kept sucking him off, sucking his seed out of his cock as it was freed from him in powerful spurts. Jared cried out as he came directly into the prostitute’s mouth and she just kept sucking, gently sliding her lips up and down his dick. He kept coming for what seemed like a long time, while absolute sexual bliss exploded through his body. His orgasm felt like a fucking seismic event.

When it was over and he was done coming, he fell back heavily on the bed, gasping for breath. “Sorry,” he murmured. “Fuck...sorry...didn’t mean to.”

“It’s okay,” Nessa said as she took his dick out of her mouth.

“I came too early,” he replied.

“No, it’s fine. That was the whole point, I was trying to make you come,” she said as she stood up. “Actually, I’m surprised you lasted as long as you did. About half the guys I suck off start letting off before then.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” She crossed the room, moving around the bed, and went to the sink, where she grabbed some mouthwash and rinsed her mouth out, then spat. “You really seemed to be enjoying yourself,” she said as she came back.

“I was. I mean, that was just...it was incredible,” he replied with feeling.

“It looked fucking hot,” Lindsay said.

“Good. That’s what I like to hear...now, would you like to fuck me? I want to make you come again,” Nessa said as she climbed onto the bed.

“Yes,” he replied, already stiffening up again.

He wanted to fuck her so bad.

Jared scrambled into the bed with her, desperate to bury his dick inside of her again. He got on top of her and she spread her legs wide for him. Jared settled down in between her thick, well-padded thighs and reached down between them, gripping his cock and trying to get it inside of her. He was so eager that he kept missing and she had to reach down between them and guide it in for him. She smiled up at him, then her mouth opened and she moaned as he pushed his way into her. He groaned too, even louder than her.

“Oh Nessa,” he whispered. “You’re so-you’re so tight!” he cried as he started fucking her.

And she was. She really was. And hot and wet, too. Dripping wet, and hot like a fucking machine or a furnace. It was like his cock was being baked in raw pleasure. She kissed him deeply and passionately as they began making love, which only made him hornier and more invested in the sex he was having.

Apparently, once he pushed past that initial awkwardness and shyness of having sex with a human woman, he got really, really, seriously into it.

He was pounding her, kissing her, groping her, in love with the feel of her soft, warm skin rubbing against his own. Nessa had her legs up in the air now, spread wide, letting him deep inside of her. She ended up wrapping them around him and pulling him harder against her, moaning in intense, desperate pleasure.

“I’m going-I’m-ohfuckI’mcomingitfeelssogood!” Nessa shrieked as she began to come. He felt it as she did.

It was a whole-body orgasm.

She began to buck against him, her muscles spasming, her thighs clenching as she squeezed him with her legs. She got somehow even hotter and wetter inside and a powerful spray of sex juices escaped her pussy, spraying their thighs down. He continued pounding her orgasming vagina, sliding his cock rapidly in and out of her.

“Oh yes! Oh yes, fuck my pussy! Fuck me!” she shrieked as she kept coming.

Jared pushed himself deep and hard into her, feeling almost completely overwhelmed with pleasure by then. Everything was so intense, like all of his senses were heightened. As Nessa’s orgasm tapered off, Jared’s own second climax began. It exploded into being, causing him to scream in pleasure as the first spurt of his seed was ejected from his body. It came out in a hard, powerful contraction, shooting deep into Nessa’s willing pussy, followed swiftly by more and more of his seed, erupting from his body into hers.

And the pleasure.

The raw, unbridled sexual release and bliss of his orgasm as he came inside of this buxom, busty, redheaded prostitute.

Wave after wave after wave of absolute rapturous bliss washed through him, blowing away his senses, leaving only the pleasure of the orgasm.

When it was over, he was left gasping for breath, laying against Nessa’s soft, voluptuous body, both of them flushed and slicked with sweat.

“Oh. Fucking. Wow,” he managed as he pushed himself up on trembling arms.

“I’ll say,” Nessa murmured.

He pulled himself carefully out of her and rolled off of her, then looked down at Lindsay. He’d almost forgotten she was there.

“Enjoying yourself?” he asked.

“Mmm-hmm, although if you’re going to go again, I’d like to be involved this time around,” she replied. She had taken her clothes off at this point.

“I’m going to go again...just need a little break,” he replied.

“I’ll be here,” Nessa murmured. She sounded and looked deeply content. “Although I could use a shower,” she said.

“Me too,” Jared replied, standing up slowly. He took a minute to get his head right, then made for the shower stall in the corner. She got up and joined him as he got into the stall and turned on the water. Nessa wrapped her arms around him.

“So what brings you here to me, if you don’t mind my asking? A lot of my clients don’t like chatting but I get a good feeling about you two,” she said.

“Well, uh...we kind of came here on a whim, honestly,” Jared replied. “I mentioned that I wanted to go visit a brothel and fuck a hot human woman and Lindsay decided to make it happen.”

“How’d you two meet up? Are you a couple?” she asked.

“Not exactly,” Lindsay replied. “I share him with some other girls...and I guess he shares me with them, too. Suffice to say, we’re all mercenaries that fuck each other. Lucky for our cute boy here that he’s the only guy onboard.”

“Lucky you indeed,” Nessa said. “Well, I like you two. You’re cute and fun.”

“Thanks,” Jared replied.

They ended up washing each other off and enjoying the heat of the shower for about fifteen minutes before Jared began to feel back up to another round of sex. And he knew exactly what he wanted to do this time.

The pair of them dried off and moved back to the bed. Jared had Lindsay lay down on her back with her legs spread open, then had Nessa get onto her hands and knees and bury her face in Lindsay’s pussy. As Nessa started eating her out, causing Lindsay to moan loudly, Jared hunted around until he found some lube, rubbed his cock down with a generous amount and then got onto his knees directly behind Nessa.

“You ready for anal?” he asked.

“I’m always ready,” she replied, then continued eating Lindsay out.

Once he got right up against her ass, (and it was enormous, that perfect combination of fit and taut, but also thick and broad and well-padded, not to mention all that smooth, creamy white skin), he pushed his slicked-up cock into her very tight, very hot ass. He heard her moan as he penetrated her again, working his way slowly up her ass in short strokes, burying himself a little bit deeper each time. He kept going until his hips were meeting her bare ass and he settled his hands on her broad, well-rounded hips.

“Holy fuck, Nessa, your ass is incredible,” Jared moaned.

“Mmm...so is your tongue,” Lindsay murmured.

Both of them continued to receive pleasure from the prostitute and, despite having come twice in the past half an hour already, Jared found himself orgasming into her incredibly tight, fat ass after hardly two minutes of pounding it.

The pleasure again washed through him, this time feeling as though he were being pushed to the brink of unconsciousness. He moaned, hunched over her, his hips jolting of their own volition as he came up her ass, depositing his seed into her one more time. He could also hear Lindsay crying out in ecstasy as she enjoyed her own precious orgasm. Both of them came, encased in their own worlds of raw rapturous bliss, until their orgasms had petered out and they were both left panting and weak from the experience.

“There, there we go,” Jared whispered, pulling his dick from her ass. “That was amazing.”

“Yes it was,” Nessa murmured happily.

“We should probably get going soon,” Lindsay said. She didn’t sound happy about it. “If we’re late getting back to the ship, Saf will flip her shit.”

“Yeah, especially now.” Jared looked at Nessa. “Thanks for the, uh, sex.”

She laughed. “You’re welcome, come back any time,” she replied.

He and Lindsay stood and moved over to the shower.

…

“Come on, Saf, tell me it’s enough,” Veronica groaned.

They were all gathered in the kitchen area again, this time at the end of the sixth day. When the previous day had come to an end, after Jared had fucked Nessa’s brains out, Saf had calculated that they now technically had enough, but she wasn’t satisfied and honestly, Jared didn’t blame her. Thirty five thousand was an estimate, they’d probably need more. And so she had told them they needed to go for just one more day of hard work.

And they’d seriously busted ass on that sixth day.

Jared had personally taken on twenty jobs and he hadn’t seen or heard from any of the others all day long, not until now, when they had all gathered back at home on the Valkyrie. They’d been at it for about fourteen hours.

“It’s enough,” Saf said with a smile, after checking their primary account.

“How much?” Angel asked.

“Just over fifty thousand credits, which should be enough to fix the ship and to get some real furniture in here,” she replied.

“Oh thank fuck,” Jared said, then he yawned, his mouth opening wide. “In that case, I’m going the fuck to bed. I’m dead on my feet.”

“Same,” Lindsay said.

“Mmm-hmm,” Angel added, standing up.

“Okay, we’ll reconvene in the morning...” she hesitated as they all looked at her angrily. “Fine, in the afternoon, whenever we all get up. We’ve earned the break,” she said.

Jared nodded in agreement.

It was time for a break, and for bed.

He headed that way immediately.

CHAPTER 04

Jared decided that he was having a decent day so far.

It was the day after they’d finished up their insane job marathon. He’d slept in until one in the afternoon, then he’d woken up, showered and headed for the kitchen, where everyone else was slowly gathering. After a bit of rumination on the subject, Saf finally conceded that they actually needed a real day off before talking about anything, to clear their heads. So they all decided that they were going to traverse the station they were on, looking for fun.

Well, most of them did. Angel declared that she had had enough of people for the time being and decided to hole up on the ship. Veronica had talked Saf into going for a girls’ day out. He wasn’t sure what exactly that entailed, but given that Veronica was at the head of it, the day was probably going to be filled with sex and booze.

He’d set out originally with Lindsay. She’d been starving because there was nothing on the ship she wanted to eat, so she’d talked him into getting breakfast with her and he’d gone along with it. Breakfast was apparently Greek food, something she’d developed a taste for and, he had to admit, it was pretty good stuff. They’d managed to track down a place that served Greek food and there they had sat for about an hour, eating and chatting and generally just relaxing because, holy shit, they seriously needed it.

Just about the time they’d been feeling up to getting out of the booth and doing something else, Lindsay had gotten a message from Veronica, saying that she and Saf had run into a pair of human couples who were totally down to fuck with a group of crazy alien girls, and they’d love to add a big-breasted cyvit to the mix.

He’d told her to go and have fun, and she’d thanked him and apologized for running out of him but hey, how often did they run into that situation? He wanted them to have fun and what was more fun than crazy, casual sex with basically complete strangers? He’d been considering heading back to the ship and having sex with Angel, mainly because he hadn’t slept with anyone today, and that got him thinking.

When he was thinking, he tended to do it better while walking.

So he’d walked until he’d come to a nearby enormous window that provided a view of the planet below. He thought it was kind of crazy that he thought it was weird that he hadn’t had sex yet today when, not all that long ago, he was disappointed that he hadn’t had sex that month. Jared had always thought he had a kind of high sex drive. When he lived alone, he tended to jack off two to four times a day, which he’d kind of gotten used to.

But he was remembering that when he’d actually lived with or near a hot alien girl that wanted to fuck him regularly, he...actually had sex a lot. Like, a lot. Sometimes it seemed strange and he wondered if maybe he did it too much. Was there such a thing? He supposed there was, but it wasn’t like he was there yet, because he was still functioning. He kept himself healthy, got his work done. He didn’t shirk his duties to run off and have sex.

About the time he thought that maybe this was a dumb thing to be seriously pondering, he realized that someone was standing next to him.

A very tall someone.

In the reflection from the window, he could see that she was a very rare species, almost as rare as a kai, actually.

She was an avix.

“Hello,” she said, when she noticed him looking at her.

“Hi,” he replied.

“My name is Sera,” she said.

“Um...Jared.”

She turned and looked down at him, and he stopped looking at her reflection and turned to look up at her.

And was stunned by her beauty.

Avix were tall, very tall. The tallest species, actually, even towering over Amazonians. This particular woman seemed to be about eight feet in height. Her skin, scaly and shiny, was a beautiful blue-green color. It reminded him of snakeskin. She had an amazing figure, nicely curved in her hips and chest.

And her face…

She was breathtakingly beautiful, or at least he thought so. It was almost heart-shaped, with bright amber cat-eyes. Her facial structure had unexpected angles and planes to it, dissimilar from that of any other species in the galaxy. Even through all this, he could tell that she was seriously attractive. She was wearing a very simple tanktop and some sweatpants, which still managed to make her look spectacularly beautiful.

“I realize this is a little...forward, but would you be interested in spending the day with me? I’m on a bit of a vacation and on my vacations I like to get to know strangers. It helps keep things interesting,” she said.

And her voice...it was beautiful and lilting.

“I wouldn’t mind that at all,” he replied.

She smiled brightly at him. “Good! Would you mind joining me for lunch? There’s this great place I’ve been meaning to go back to, it’s been awhile since I’ve been to this station.”

“That sounds good,” Jared replied. He was actually still kind of hungry.

“Perfect!” She turned and began walking away, and he joined her. “So, Jared, tell me about yourself...or would you like me to go first?”

“I don’t mind going first,” he replied. “There’s not a lot to tell, honestly. I’m a technician for a mercenary ship.”

“That’s pretty interesting, you don’t seem like a mercenary,” she replied.

“Yeah, that’s true. I’m pretty even-tempered and soft spoken. What about you? What do you do?” he asked.

“I’m a model,” she replied.

“Huh...that makes a lot of sense.”

“It does?”

“Yeah. You’re, uh...you’re very pretty,” he replied, and then suddenly hoped she didn’t think he’d been hitting on her. Or really, rather, maybe that she thought he was hitting on her and she reacted well to it instead of poorly.

“Thank you,” she replied simply with a smile. “I was actually out here doing a photoshoot and I just wrapped it up last night. Whenever I finish one up, I always hang out for a few days more if I can help it and just relax. Hang out in simple clothes, no makeup, no expectations. It’s kind of a way to decompress and unwind...there’s the place.”

She led him into a simple looking cafe, what some people might refer to as a hole-in-the-wall kind of restaurant. Jared often found them to be either very good or very bad in terms of food quality. He imagined this one must be very good to draw Sera’s attention. They got a booth inside, one big enough to accommodate Sera’s enormous frame, and ordered. The menu appeared to be a mishmash of stuff, not only of type of food but also what species they catered to. He could see the appeal. He ended up ordering steak and eggs and she got a soup that was supposed to be made specifically for avix. Jared continued studying her as they finished ordering.

“So what kind of people do you live with?” she asked.

“Interesting kinds,” he replied. “I’m the only guy on the ship. I live with a dysil, an Amazonian, a cyvit, and kai.”

“Definitely interesting,” Sera replied. “I have a kind of similar living arrangement. I live in a converted apartment complex with a large group of friends. At this point, I honestly don’t even really need the money anymore, but I do the occasional photoshoot for fun and because I get a little nostalgic for it. So tell me, being the only man on your ship among a crowd of mostly alien women...are you involved with any of them?”

“Wow, you’re pretty forward,” he replied with a small laugh.

“I’ll stop asking at any time you feel uncomfortable. I’m a curious woman and when you’ve seen as much as I’ve seen...well, the personal questions are the only fun ones left, honestly.”

“Fair enough. Uh, yeah. I’m involved. With, uh, all of them. We’re all kind of involved with each other,” he replied.

She smiled broadly. “Polyamory,” she said.

“Not...quite. More like a lot of friends with benefits,” he replied.

“I have a similar set up with my friends. It’s very...liberating, and fun.”

“It is fun,” he replied.

As their food came and the conversation continued, Jared decided that he liked Sera a lot, and was looking forward to their day together.

…

Day became evening, which became night.

All of which was wholly artificial on a space station, but time had passed, nonetheless.

He’d spent the entire day with Sera, walking around the station, seeing the sights, talking about their lives, their misadventures, their friends. In the end, after almost ten hours together, they’d come to stand in front of what he realized was a hotel.

“So,” she’d said, “this is where I’m staying. Would you be interested in coming up and maybe...spending the night?”

He’d heartily agreed, as this is what he’d been hoping she would ask him all day long. She’d been flirting subtly with him and he’d been trying to do the same thing, though he was so clueless that he didn’t know if it was working or not. After he’d fired off a text into the group chat and the girls had congratulated him, he’d followed her into the hotel.

And now, here he was, standing in front of her door.

She unlocked it and led him inside.

“Whoa,” he said, looking around. “This is really fancy.”

“Yep,” she replied. “Company that does my photoshoots pays big to have me around, especially nowadays, since I’m such a rare commodity. So...” she said, coming to stand in the middle of the huge room, an enormous bed to her left, (bigger even than Veronica’s), she turned to face him. “Just so we’re perfectly crystal clear, I want to have sex with you,” she said.

“And I really want to have sex with you,” he replied.

“Good. I pride myself on my ability to pick up social subtext among the varied species, but I’ve been wrong before, so before we go on to the next step, I like to flat out state what’s happening, so there’s zero chance of confusion.”

“Fair enough. Although, I have a, uh, question,” he said.

“Is it about your penis size?” she asked.

“...yes.”

She just smiled and he figured she probably got asked this question a lot. “No, you don’t have to worry. Yes, you’ll be able to satisfy me. My pussy conforms to the size of the dick fucking it. You just stick it in, wait a few seconds, and start fucking. Trust me, you’ll know when to start fucking,” she answered.

“Okay, awesome.”

They both started taking their clothes off. He stared intently at her body as she began to get naked, while still remembering to continue taking off his own clothes, (he so often forgot that, becoming too enraptured by what he was seeing).

She was stunning.

Her enormous, eight foot frame intimidated him, and only did more so as she got naked. She had slim, athletic thighs that still seemed huge and thick to him. Her breasts, relative to her size, seemed about average, but relative to his size they were huge, bigger than Lindsay’s. They were enormous. And all of her smooth, flawless blue-gray skin…

“You should consider yourself lucky, a lot of people want to fuck me,” she said.

“Oh, I do. I really, really do,” he replied, quickly getting his boxers off.

Sera walked over to the bed and laid down on it. “Come here, cutie,” she said.

He quickly climbed into bed with her, getting closer to her. Fucking her was going to be quite an experience, when they stood next to each other, his head didn’t even come up to her breasts. As soon as he got up close to her face, she leaned in and kissed him, slipping her tongue smoothly into his mouth after a few seconds of making out.

Jared laid a hand on one of her huge breasts and groaned as he started to grope it. She felt so good. He continued groping and making out with her, enjoying the strange new tastes and feelings. She tasted weird, but not bad, a dark, murky kind of taste, maybe a little spicy even. And her tits! Groping them was simply stunning.

After about a minute or so, he could sense her impatience. He stopped kissing her and looked at her. “You okay?”

“Yes,” she replied, her eyes were wide, her pupils somewhat dilated. “I must admit, I’m feeling very impatient, could we get straight to the fucking?” she asked. “I promise, we’ll have a lot of time to get more into detail later.”

“Fine by me,” he replied, repositioning himself.

As he got between her legs, Sera spread them wide for him. Fuck, she was big. Like, seriously huge. He’d thought Veronica had been tall. He looked her up and down as he got into position. He couldn’t believe it, not only was he fucking an alien, a very tall alien beauty, but she was a legit model. Now that he thought about it, he was sure he’d seen her in a few ads. He was having sex with an actual famous model.

This was insane.

Without further hesitation, he slipped his cock into her. Her vagina was what he’d initial expected, very hot, but large. He waited, but already he could feel the muscles inside working, tightening, constricting.

He let out a short gasp as her vagina tightened up very quickly and holy shit it felt amazing as he started fucking her, sliding his cock in and out of her. It was so tight it was almost like he could barely fit inside.

“Oh my fucking God,” he moaned.

“Yes...Jared...yes...fuck me...” she groaned quietly, clearly deeply enjoying the fucking.

The pleasure…

The raw, sexual bliss…

It was almost too much for him, but he couldn’t stop fucking her alien pussy, couldn’t stop thrusting forward again and again and again, burying himself in that absolute sexual rapture. She was so tight, so hot, so fucking wet, he couldn’t believe that this was actually happening. He reached up above him and settled his hands on her huge tits, enhancing the experience further, fucking her pussy furiously, trying to make himself last as long as possible while simultaneously being unwilling to stop or even slow his fucking.

Sera seemed to be enjoying it as much as he was, and for that he seriously envied her. If this level of pleasure was common for her…

He didn’t know how long he lasted, but it couldn’t have been too long.

One second, he was pounding her perfect vagina, the next he was coming. He was coming hard inside of her.

He screamed in almost shocked pleasure as the first starburst of his orgasm flared inside of him, blasting away all other thoughts and feelings and emotions, blowing him away entirely. He felt transported to another place, a place of absolute pleasure. He could feel his climax releasing wave after wave of pure bliss, pure sexual release that seemed to fill him up. And he could feel the primal, lusty satisfaction that came from coming inside of a woman’s vagina with absolutely no protection, with nothing between the two of them.

He filled Sera’s pussy up.

He pumped her full of his seed.

Jared didn’t know how long the orgasm lasted, but when he came back down, he was gasping for breath, his body feeling overheated, his head woozy. Groaning, he pulled slowly out of her, his cock extremely sensitive.

“Goodness,” Sera said quietly, “it feels like you blew a huge load in me.”

“Couldn’t help it,” he murmured, laying on his back, trying to get the room to stop spinning. “Your pussy...might be the best pussy I’ve ever fucked.”

“High praise,” she replied.

He laughed and kept laying there, the two of them enjoying the companionable silence.

He was really looking forward to the rest of this night.

…

“Okay, it’s time to talk about what we’re going to do with all this money we’ve amassed,” Saf said, looking around the kitchen.

“You got any suggestions beyond buy stuff with it?” Veronica replied.

Saf rolled her eyes and Jared couldn’t help but laugh. “I mean we should decide where to go and make a list of stuff that we all want for the ship. I think that first we should make all the repair purchases and see what we have leftover. Once we had a definitive number to work with, we agree on things that should be bought for the ship in communal areas, like the rec room, the gym, the training area, the infirmary, and Jared’s workshop, since that will benefit all of us. And then, from what’s leftover, if there is anything leftover from that, we divvy it up and go furnish our rooms. Does that sound like a good idea?” she asked.

“Yeah, sounds good enough,” Veronica replied.

“Quit your griping,” Saf said.

“I’m okay with it,” Jared said. Angel and Lindsay granted their assent.

“Perfect, then I think we should got to Crossroads Station. They’ve got practically fucking everything there and I think we’ll be able to find the vast majority of what we’re looking for. Plus, I’ve got a few contacts on the station that should be able to help keep us from getting fucked over too badly in terms of pricing.”

Again, they all agreed to this.

“Well, I’ll go set us a course,” Veronica said. Saf got up and followed her out. Angel and Lindsay, on the other hand, lingered, grinning at Jared.

“So, how was it?” Angel asked.

“How was what?” Jared replied, but he knew what she was talking about. After their job spree that spanned almost a week, they’d decided that they had needed a real break. Yesterday had been that break. They’d all split up and hit the station they were currently docked with, looking for ways to have fun and unwind.

Jared had found himself in the company of an extremely attractive avix woman, a species of eight foot beings that somewhat resembled lizards or dinosaurs. She was a model and had just finished a photoshoot and was looking to get laid.

And apparently he’d been in the right place at the right time.

“Don’t tease!” Lindsay cried. “Tell us!”

She looked like she might reach over the table and hit him. “Okay, okay,” he replied. “It was amazing. Like...seriously amazing. And she was so...tall,” he said.

Angel grinned. “I bet she was. God, you’re so lucky. I’ve never gone to bed with an avix before. And a fucking model to boot. Is she still around?”

“No, I’m afraid not. She kicked me out earlier today, said she had to get back to her friends. We had some very nice goodbye sex and that was the last I saw of her.”

“Ugh, you’re so lucky,” Lindsay groaned.

“What about you? You got lucky, didn’t you? How’d that go?” he replied. Veronica, Saf, and Lindsay had ended up finding a pair of human couples looking to fuck some crazy alien chicks, and the three of them had mostly fit the bill.

“Yeah, I mean, it was fun and all, but I’ve fucked humans before,” Lindsay replied. “I fuck a human like almost every day now...no offense. I mean, I love sex with you, it’s just...”

“I get it. I’m not an avix. Fair enough,” he said.

She sighed and stood up suddenly. “Well, I’m going to go do...something. I don’t know, I’m antsy. Probably work out.”

“Have fun,” Angel said, grinning at her.

“Whatever,” Lindsay muttered, walking out of the room.

“Wow, she’s really jealous,” Jared murmured.

“Yeah, don’t worry, she’ll be fine. Now, I was hoping I could ask you for a favor,” Angel said, fixing him firmly with her strong, sultry gaze.

“I get the feeling I’m going to like this favor.”

“I imagine you’ll like it a lot. There’s something I’ve always wanted to try but, somehow, someway, I’ve never actually gotten around to trying it. I guess it’s mainly because of circumstances but also because of trust. It’s rare that I find men I honestly trust. So...this is no small favor I ask,” she replied.

“Holy shit. I get to do something with you that you’ve never done before?” he asked, honestly surprised at the prospect.

She nodded. “Yes. And I imagine you haven’t done it before, either.”

“What is it?”

“I’ve always wanted to have a friend of mine sneak into my room in the middle of the night, when I’m dead asleep, and start fucking me, like a forced fantasy...do you think you can do that for me tonight?” she asked.

“Yeah...I can do that,” he replied after a moment, considering it. She was right, he’d never done something like that before.

It sounded...really fucking hot, honestly.

“Thank you,” Angel said, smiling and taking his hand. “It might sound kind of stupid, but it means a lot. Sex...it’s really important to me. And not just cause I’m a pervert. I mean, I am, but that’s not entirely why.”

“What’s the main reason?” he asked.

“I don’t...quite know. I mean, I think it has to do with identity, if that makes any sense. I’m really sexual, sensual, and erotic. I just always have been. I lost my virginity at a young age and never looked back. I’ve never been in a traditional relationship. Well...that’s not true. My first one was. The other girls...Veronica, for example. She loves sex, but it’s not her identity. She’s a badass warrior chick who can kick anyone’s ass and drink them under the table. Saf loves sex too, but she’s smart, she’s decisive, she’s a leader. And Lindsay...is probably the most like me. She’s whimsical and carefree. My point is...getting to explore my sexual side in new ways gets tough nowadays, given that I’ve already done so much. So when I do find something new to do, it’s like a real treasure, you know?”

“I think I get it,” he replied. He leaned in and gave her a kiss. “I’m happy to help you with this, Angel.”

“Good...there’s one more thing I wanted to ask you. It’s going to suck, but...”

“What is it?”

“Could you not have sex for the rest of the day? I think it’ll make the experience that much more potent and powerful. I won’t have sex either. Or masturbate...please?”

He laughed. “Okay, Angel. But only for you.”

“Thank you! Now, we should probably go find something to occupy ourselves until nightfall. I’ll be going to bed at midnight. I want you to wait until two in the morning to fuck me awake. That way I’ll be really out of it, cause I’ll have gone into the deeper parts of sleep.”

“Fair enough. I’m going to go finish up whatever work I can on this ship. I’ll see you later,” he said, getting up.

“See you later,” she replied, her voice coy and alluring.

Fuck, she was hot!

He wondered how he was going to get through the rest of the day knowing what was to come at its end.

Sighing, he got up and decided to get to work.

…

Finally, it was time.

Jared wasn’t sure how he’d managed to do it, but he had. Somehow, he’d gotten through the entire day. Unfortunately, even distracted and intentionally trying to stretch out his work, it had only taken up four hours, as there wasn’t a whole lot left he could do without the new parts and tools. After that he’d eaten up the rest of his time reading, playing a game, and deciding that maybe it was high time for him to actually start preparing to be a mercenary again, so he’d spent a while working out and lamenting their lack of a gym and shooting gallery.

But it had finally come time.

It was just past two in the morning and he didn’t have to wait any longer. He was so fucking horny from not fucking or jacking off all day.

He was going to fuck the shit out of Angel.

He hoped she didn’t like, hit him or something in her dazed state. Angel was pretty fucking strong and she could actually break something. It was a risk he was willing to take. Jared moved up to her door and opened it up. Slipping carefully in, he closed it behind him. His Link came with a very basic see-in-the-dark app. It wasn’t night-vision, but it helped him get to the toilet and back in the middle of the night without flipping on the light. He used it now and saw Angel sprawled out on the bed, having kicked most of the covers off.

She was completely naked.

He felt a shudder of dark excitement ripple through him as he saw her. She looked so...vulnerable. He’d never done anything like this before. Knowing he’d probably have to get started quickly, since he didn’t know how long it would be before she woke up, but it probably would be pretty quick, he quickly and quietly took off his boxers and climbed into the bed. He opened up her legs and got on top of her.

As he laid the head of his cock against her smooth alien vagina, she made a quiet noise and began to stir. Jared groaned quietly as he pushed his way inside of her. She was really wet and slick and it was pretty easy to slide inside of her. He worked his way into her pussy with a few quick, short thrusts, burying his dick completely within in her. Now she was moving around, making uncertain sounds, as if trying to figure out what the hell was going on. He stared at her face, which he could just barely see in the dim light of her computer console and the clock on her bedside table. She looked ghostly and incredibly beautiful.

He wanted to see it when she woke up and realized what was going on.

Jared rested on the heels of his hands, staring down at her, propped up on his knees to give himself better control. He pushed his way into her and pulled back over and over again, moving faster and harder as the seconds ticked by.

Angel’s eyes fluttered open. She looked absolutely confused.

Then she looked up directly at him. He saw two things, one right after the other, pass through her eyes. The first was a kind of understanding, mixed in with a deep and powerful joyous lust. The second was fear, and it looked real.

Angel was seriously a great actress.

“W-what are you doing? Who are you?” she murmured. “Stop it.”

“Shut the fuck up,” he replied.

She raised her hands, trying to push him off, but he grabbed her wrists and held them over her head, pressing them into the pillows.

“Stop! Get off me!” she said, struggling now as she came awake.

“I said shut the fuck up,” he snapped, pushing harder and deeper into her.

Angel cried out and kept struggling. He let go with one hand and slapped her twice across the face as hard as she could. She winced away from him. “No! Please!” she cried.

“Then shut the fuck up and stop struggling,” he growled.

She started crying and he pushed aside a pang of guilt and empathy. Just acting, nothing more. He clapped a hand over her mouth and began groping one huge breast with his other hand as he kept fucking her, kept driving into her.

“Just shut your fucking mouth and take it like a good slut,” he whispered harshly, staring directly into her eyes. “I know you fucking want it, stop fucking pretending you don’t.”

She squeezed her eyes shut and continued crying out and moaning, her sounds muffled by his hand pressed tight against her mouth.

“Wrap your fucking legs around me,” he said.

She opened her eyes to look at him and hesitated. He sighed and pushed himself up again, then punched her in the ribs. She cried out. “Fucking wrap your legs around me!” he yelled. She did as she was told, wrapping her legs around him. He could feel her thick thighs pressing against him. Her skin was so warm and smooth and soft.

“That’s a good girl,” he whispered, fucking her harder. He could hear her heavy breathing and the sound of their skin slapping together. “Fucking take it like a whore.” He hesitated, a new idea coming to him. “Say you like it,” he said.

“W-what?” she whispered.

“Tell me you like my cock, you love it.”

She shook her head. “No, I...I won’t,” she moaned.

He slapped her, then he hit her in the eye. She yelled. “Don’t!”

“Then fucking say it!”

She groaned, then looked away from him. “I love your cock,” she said quietly.

He grabbed her face and violently turned it back towards him. “Look at me! And say it again, louder. Make believe it,” he growled.

“I love your cock,” she moaned. He made a fist. “I love it!” she cried. “I love it so much, I want it so bad,” she said, cringing away from him.

He could tell she was enjoying this, she was getting a lot hotter and wetter inside, and she actually seemed to be having a hard time keeping the act going. That was a sure sign she was getting off on the session.

“Now admit that you’re a whore. I want to hear you say those words.”

“Please don’t make me say it. I don’t want to say it,” she moaned.

He hit her in the eye again and she cried out. “Say it or I’ll hit you again.”

“Okay!...I...I’m a whore,” she said.

“Louder!”

“I’m a whore!”

“Good girl, now tell me what a worthless fucking slut you are.”

She moaned, and this time it sounded like a pleasured one. He hit her again and she moaned louder. “I’m a worthless fucking slut!” she groaned. “I’m such a stupid bitch.”

“Good girl,” he said and hit her again. She cried out. “What’s the only thing you’re good for?”

“Fucking!” she moaned.

“That’s right...” He could tell that she was really close to getting off. He slapped her again and then wrapped both of his hands around her neck. She gasped and then cried out. As he started choking her, she immediately began coming. He stopped trying to hold back his own orgasm and let go, allowing himself to feel everything, all the pleasure. Within seconds, Jared was coming with her. He let go of her and fell against her and she held him hard, almost crushing him, with all four of her limbs, wrapping them around him.

“Oh my fucking God!” she shrieked as she came. “I love it! I fucking love it!” she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Jared was lost in his own world of pleasure now, his cock working hard to spit its seed out as fast as possible, filling her up wonderful, tight alien vagina. He could feel her pussy orgasming, feel it twitching in all of its hot, wet perfection. Waves of sexual gratification flowed through him, filling him with an intense, powerful pink bliss that pushed him to the verge of passing out. That was how fucking good his orgasm felt.

Both of them moaned and writhed against each other until their orgasms had burned away, leaving them gasping and sweaty.

Angel took a deep breath. “Holy. Fucking. Shit.”

“That good, huh?” he replied.

“Oh my fucking God, yes. I mean, that was just...I can’t even...give me a minute,” she replied.

He laughed and laid against her, still inside of her. He liked it. He liked still being inside of her after sex. There was something so intimate about it. They stayed like that until they’d gotten their breaths back.

“It was amazing,” she said finally. “I was breaking character there at the end.”

“I noticed,” he replied with a smile, resting his forehead against hers, staring into her eyes.

“I couldn’t help it. I mean, I just, I couldn’t help it. It felt so good. It’s been a little while since I’ve done something new. And that just...my orgasm was like...it was like the ones I used to have when I was a lot younger. Oh, thank you,” she said, grinning. She kissed him deeply. “Thank you so much. I hope it was good for you.”

“Oh fuck yes, it was good for me. I almost tripped up when you started crying.”

She laughed. “I’m glad you didn’t. And yeah...that kind of freaks some people out. And I mean, I get it. I understand. But I’m glad you can handle it. Crying during these sessions...it’s just such an emotional release. It makes an already potent and charged experience even more powerful. And the release at the end...ahhhh, it was just incredible.” She stopped speaking suddenly and yawned. “Oh wow, sorry. I just yawned in your face.”

“It’s fair enough. You’ve gotta be tired, given the fact that I woke you up in the middle of the night to do this,” he replied.

She nodded. “Yeah. Will you sleep in here with me tonight? I really want a cuddle partner after all that,” she said.

“Yes. Gladly,” he replied.

She smiled. “Thank you, Jared. Really. For all this.”

“You’re welcome,” he replied.

He pulled out of her and got off of her. Angel rolled over onto her side and faced away from him. He got up against her and wrapped an arm around her. It wasn’t long before the two of them had fallen asleep.

…

They slept in the next day, since Veronica had told them the trip would take about forty eight hours and they weren’t going to show up at Crossroads until tomorrow at nine in the morning. He’d woken up and had a slow, sensual lovemaking session with Angel, then they’d decided to get up and take a long, hot shower together.

Now it was time for breakfast.

They found Saf eating at the table, looking over a tablet intently.

“What’s up?” Jared asked as he and Angel began hunting for something to eat. Since it was past noon, he figured breakfast might as well be lunch and heated up some pizza. Angel ended up making herself a gyro.

“Looking over the list,” Saf replied. “I’ve hooked our network in with the Crossroad’s internal network and set a search algorithm out, finding everywhere that sells everything we need, then finding the lowest price, as well as any potential bargains, like two for one or buy this and get this other part discounted or free. Some of these we’ll need more than one of, so it’d be nice to get a bargain deal. Once I get that compiled, I’ll then divide it all up to see who will go after what. I know it’d be easier to just have them shipped to us, but we’ll save like two grand if we just do the legwork ourselves, and honestly, we need that two grand.”

“I’m sure it’ll be a fun day,” Angel replied.

“Oh yes, thrilling. It’s what all mercenaries look forward to,” Saf said.

Jared laughed. “Well, it’s better than getting shot at. I mean, I guess for me at least. I can’t talk for Angel or Veronica.”

“Veronica maybe. I’d rather be fucking,” Angel replied.

“It’s pretty great,” Jared agreed.

They finished getting their meals together and took a seat across from Saf. “Maybe you should take a break,” Jared said. “Like, actually enjoy your day off.”

“I need to keep preparing for tomorrow,” Saf replied, though she didn’t sound particularly happy about that.

“Why don’t you let me do it? At least for a little while. Go do something fun.”

Saf looked up from the tablet, stared at him for a moment, then sighed. “Okay, I guess you’re right,” she said, relinquishing the device. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

She lingered a moment longer, then got up and left the room.

“That was nice,” Angel said.

“It’s what I try to do,” Jared replied, setting the tablet aside so he could finish his meal. “She works too hard. She needs a break.”

“That she does.”

They both ate in silence, enjoying the peace and each others’ company. Jared had to admit that after last night he felt in some way that was somehow both subtle and yet powerful, he felt closer to Angel, and judging by her body language and general demeanor, he thought that maybe she felt the same way too.

It was a really nice feeling.

…

Jared groaned and sat back against the wall, setting the tablet down on the floor of his cabin and rubbing at his eyes.

He almost regretted offering to help Saf, but he’d heard from Veronica that she had spent at least an hour enjoying a good, long fuck session with her, so that was good at least. It had been six hours since he’d agreed to help sort through the stuff and he’d spent almost all of it dividing up the space station into quadrants and figuring out who was going to go where. It’d be nice if there were more of them, but that just wasn’t the case.

He was getting bored with all this crap.

Honestly, he wanted to be working on the ship, but he’d run out of things to do with his current amount of tools and parts. He was seriously looking forward to the following days or maybe even weeks once the shopping trip was over, because then he would be crazy busy. Plus, well...he had to admit that he was looking forward to meeting this xenian. He had a thing for xenian girls more than he did any other species.

Although he wasn’t sure about his odds with her.

All the other girls had made her sound really reserved and a bit of a hermit.

Jared picked the tablet back up and spent a bit longer going over the information. One of the problems was that the algorithm that Saf had set up was still going, still combing through Crossroad’s vast database of information and sales and pricing. Which was fair. Even with technology as fast as it was, it took time, especially with all this information and with being queued in line behind who knew how many other algorithms and messages and streams and data packets that took priority over their own search.

After another ten minutes, Jared realized that he wasn’t making any real progress anymore. He was burned out and he needed a real break. He was honestly probably done for the day. He was still kind of mentally recovering from all that work they’d been doing. While he was sitting there, considering what to do next, there was a knock at his door.

“Come in!” he called.

The door opened up and Angel and Lindsay came in, looking excited. They both sat down on his bed, staring at him intently.

“Um...can I help you?” he asked after a moment.

“You definitely can,” Angel replied. “Lindsay...well, you tell him.”

“All right. So...Angel has been telling me all about your dominating exploits with her, and Saf told me, too, and so did Veronica, actually. You seem to be getting around with these, uh, sessions. It occurred to me that I’m the only one you haven’t dominated and it’s something I’ve always been kind of interested in. So…I was wondering if you’d like, tie me to the bed and fuck the shit out of me. And scream at me. And hit me.” She said that last part kind of fast, like she kind of wanted to get it out all at once before she changed her mind.

“I can help you with this, Lindsay,” he replied.

“Awesome,” she said, breathing a small sigh of relief.

He laughed. “Did you think I’d say no?”

“I mean, no, but...I’m just nervous. I’ve never done this before,” she replied.

“Fair enough.”

“And she wants me to help,” Angel said, grinning broadly. “Which means I get to use my special toy on her.” She took Lindsay’s hand. “Don’t worry, dear, we’ll be careful.”

“I know...I trust you two.”

“Good,” Jared said. “Trust is important. Now...should we get started?”

“Yes,” Angel said, standing up quickly. “I have all the stuff in my bedroom.”

“Let’s go then,” Lindsay said, getting up as well.

Jared followed them out of the room and down the hall to Angel’s quarters. As they did, Saf stepped out of her own room, looking fresh from a shower.

“Hey, what are all you up to?” she asked.

“We’re going to dominate the fuck out of Lindsay,” Angel replied.

“Awesome, can I watch?” Saf asked.

Both Jared and Angel looked at Lindsay, who nodded after considering it. “Yeah, you can watch...it’s going to be my first time,” she replied.

“Hot,” Saf replied with a grin.

The four of them headed into Angel’s room. Saf leaned against the wall and watched the show as the three of them began undressing. As soon as the three of them were completely naked, Angel took the helm.

“Okay, just a few basics. We need to know what kind of domination this is going to be. You said you wanted hitting and screaming and to be tied down, anything else? Do you want to struggle first? Or do you want to be a submissive little fuck slave?” Angel asked with a sly grin.

“I think...that second one,” she replied.

“Good. We’re going to use you like a fuck toy, Lindsay. Now, safe word. We need a safe word, something you’ll say in case it gets too intense or if you’re actually hurting or, I don’t know, you’ve gotta go to the bathroom or something. Anything come to mind?” Angel asked.

“What about...dust?”

“I guess that works,” she replied. “Now, lemme just get the stuff ready...” she said, turning away and sorting through her treasure trove of sex toys.

Jared looked at Lindsay, who was standing there, rubbing one arm and chewing on her lower lip, fidgeting occasionally. “Nervous?” he asked.

“Yeah, kinda,” she admitted.

He smiled and stepped closer, giving her a hug. She hugged him back. “Don’t be, it’ll go fine.” He rubbed her back affectionately. “You’re among friends.”

“I know...and that’s what I love so much about this group we’ve got going. We’re all friends. Like, real actual friends, not just a group of people here for the money. It’s...really nice. And it makes the sex like a lot better. I mean, fucking a total stranger is awesome and everything, but there’s a really special kind of feeling you get when you fuck a friend.”

“That’s very true,” Angel said. “I definitely love fucking my friends. Now...what’s say we get this show on the road?”

Jared and Lindsay stopped hugging and turned to face her. She had her strap-on tugged up over her broad hips and rope in her hand. “I figure we’re gonna tie this little slut down lengthwise across the bed, so we can stand while we fuck her. I think that’d be hot.”

“It definitely would be,” Jared agreed.

“How do we, uh, start this?” Lindsay asked.

Jared placed his hands firmly on her shoulders and shoved her down. “On your knees, bitch!” he screamed at her.

She cried out, genuinely startled by the action, and fell awkwardly to her knees. “I think we need to soften her up a little,” Angel said.

“Good idea,” Jared replied.

He slapped Lindsay hard enough to send her sprawling to the floor. She got back up into a kneeling position. “Please-” she began, and he slapped her again, harder, causing her to cry out and sprawl to the floor again.

“You fucking talk when I tell you to talk. Do you fucking understand me, cyvit whore?” he growled at her.

She nodded quickly. “Yes,” she whispered.

“Good. Now suck my fucking cock,” he said.

Lindsay immediately got to work, acting like a good little fuck slut, and took his cock into her mouth. She started sucking his dick, bobbing her head rapidly while working up a good mouthful of hot spit. The pleasure immediately began to flow through him. He grabbed her head after a bit and started violently sliding it up and down his cock, forcing it deeper into her mouth and into her throat. He heard her gag and kept going.

“That’s a good little fuck slave,” he said, tremendously enjoying the sensation of force-fucking her mouth.

After another half minute of it or so, he pulled his cock from her mouth and stepped back. She fell to the floor, coughing.

“Your turn,” he said, standing back.

“Good. She looks like she can really work that mouth of hers,” Angel said, stepping up.

As she grabbed Lindsay and started fucking her in the mouth with the strap-on, Jared was again impressed with her acting abilities. She could apparently do just as good at being the dominate one as being the submissive one.

And it was still pretty hot to watch.

He watched Lindsay get throat fucked for another minute or so before Angel tossed her onto the floor, apparently finished with her.

Orally, at least.

“Good, now get up!” Angel snapped.

Lindsay slowly got to her feet. As soon as she was standing, Angel shoved her back onto the bed. She fell into a sitting position.

“Please don’t hurt me!” she moaned. “I promise I’ll be a good girl.”

“Yes you will,” Jared said, pushing her down onto her back. “We’re not giving you any other choice, now spread you arms and legs.”

“Wh-what are you going to do to me?” she whispered.

“Whatever we want, now spread your fucking legs!” Jared screamed at her. When she didn’t immediately comply, he slapped her again.

“I’m sorry!” she cried, spreading her legs.

“Good little slut,” Angel said, who had gotten the rope ready.

They spent a moment tying her down lengthwise across the bed, so that her arms and legs were spread out as wide as possible. The result of this was that she looked really fucking hot and her pussy was right there at the edge of the bed, in a perfect position to be fucked like there was no tomorrow by anyone who happened to be standing there.

Jared stepped up, hard as metal, aching to fuck her brains out.

“Please...don’t be too rough,” she whispered.

“Shut the fuck up,” Jared snapped and shoved his cock into her.

Lindsay yelled as he buried every inch of his rock hard dick into her. He settled his hands on her nice, trim athletic thighs and settled in for the long fuck. Her pussy felt absolutely amazing and the pure sexual bliss and intense gratification of fucking an alien vagina was filling him already. He groaned, pounding her, listening to her cry out.

“Please! It’s too much! It hurts!” she moaned.

“Shut the fuck up,” he replied distractedly, lost inside of her. “I don’t give a fuck if it hurts, you’re going to lay there and take it like a slut. It’s what you deserve.” He grinned and reached forward, grabbing her tits. “Say it, admit that you deserve this.”

“I deserve this,” Lindsay moaned.

“Louder!”

“I deserve this! I’m a worthless, stupid whore!” she cried.

“That’s a good girl,” he replied.

He fucked her for another few minutes and then pulled out of her. “Your turn,” he said, climbing up on the bed. “I want my dick sucked again.”

“Fine by me. The slut will be getting fucked at both ends,” Angel replied, getting into position and pushing the fake dick hard into Lindsay’s pussy.

She cried out as this happened and Jared quickly got on top of her and forced his cock into her mouth. She moaned, the sound muffled, as he began forcefully fucking her in the face. Both of them dominated her, fucking the hell out of her, using her like a sex toy, and Lindsay seemed to be enjoying it a hell of a lot.

Jared had to admit, he was a little surprised to discover that all four of his fellow female crew members were into being dominated like this. Given their personalities and trade, he thought they’d more be into dominating as opposed to being dominated. But hey, it worked out fine for him, since he really got off on dominating women. Especially seriously fucking hot, fit, badass warrior women. That was a special privilege.

Looking down at her beautiful face, at the expressions she was making, at his cock going rapidly in and out of her mouth, pushed him that last little bit he needed to go and brought on his orgasm. Jared pulled his cock from her mouth and started coming all over her face. She gasped and closed her eyes. He jerked off, spraying his seed onto her face.

The sight was ridiculously hot, watching his dick spill his seed all over her face, getting onto her cheeks and her lips and nose and forehead, marking her, making her his own, if only just for that moment.

Jared stuck his dick back into her mouth, making her clean it, then got up off of her. It wasn’t long before both women started to orgasm, coming hard. Angel leaned forward, hands on the bed, moaning as she kept plowing the fake dick into Lindsay’s climaxing pussy. Lindsay was screaming in pleasure, twitching and jerking against the ropes as she came. Both women kept moaning loudly until they had finished coming and then Angel pulled out of Lindsay and sat down heavily on the bed, getting her breath back.

“Holy shit, that was like...that was amazing. It made me feel...wow, weird, but good. So, so good. You were so right about it. About being dominated...” Lindsay murmured.

“It’s fun, isn’t it?” Saf asked.

“Mmm-hmm. I want to do it again. Like...a lot.”

“I’m sure we’ll find the time to do it frequently,” Angel said.

“I know I’m definitely down for it,” Jared said.

“Well, that was very fun, but I’m afraid I’ve idled long enough. I have to get back to work or I’ll like freak out or something. How far did you get?”

“I made a lot of progress, but the search kept updating, so I don’t know how much is left to do, honestly,” Jared replied.

“Fair enough. Where’s the tablet?”

“In my room. I need a shower,” Jared replied.

“Same,” Lindsay said as Angel finished untying her.

“Well, you three wash your filthy, dirty bodies off. I’ve got to get back to it,” Saf replied, heading out of the room.

“Have fun,” Angel called.

“Oh yeah, loads of fun,” Saf muttered in reply.

Jared and the others headed for the shower.

…

They arrived at the Crossroads space station early the next morning. Which was good, because it took them about an hour to pass the security inspection and actually find a place to dock. The place was seriously busy.

When they were finally docked and everyone had showered, eaten, and prepared themselves for the day ahead, Saf gathered them all in the airlock and pushed them through. Once they were in their own small private bay beyond, she got their attention.

“Okay, does everyone have their list?” she asked. She’d prepared a detailed list of all the places they needed to visit and directions to every store, as well as the shortest route between each one, although they’d be making plenty of trips back to the ship, since they had to hand deliver all of these parts and pieces and tools.

“Yes,” they all said.

“Perfect. Let’s go.”

Originally, Saf had wanted to send all five of them out on separate paths, but Crossroads, while being a major shopping station, was also dangerous. There were a lot of thieves and bounty hunters and mercenaries around. So Lindsay volunteered to stay with the ship, as she’d ended up asking Jared and Angel to dominated her two more times the previous day and she was pretty exhausted from being fucked so hard.

So, ultimately, Saf had agreed to split them into twos. She would go with Veronica, Angel would go with Jared.

And they set off into Crossroads.

…

“So Jared, I’m curious...how did you lose your virginity?” Angel asked.

The question seemed to come out of nowhere. They had been busting ass running down all the various things they needed to buy for the ship for a solid three hours now. It was annoying and time-consuming, but Jared thought they were actually making decent progress. They were about seventy percent of the way done with their half of the list. They had just finished dropping off the latest batch at the ship and were preparing to head back in. They’d decided that they were close enough to completing the list that they’d just finish it off before taking a break.

“Why?” he replied finally.

She smiled and shrugged. “Just curious.”

“I lost my virginity to a xenian hooker,” he said.

“How old were you?”

“Eighteen. Why, how old were you? How’d you lose yours?” he asked.

“I was sixteen. I lost it to my boyfriend. He was dysil.”

“Was it good?”

“Yeah...I mean, okay, it was good in that way that things are when you do them for the first time and there’s this rush. I was naturally pretty good at it. I don’t know why, it just...sex just comes to me very naturally.”

“What happened with your boyfriend?”

Angel smirked. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

“Try me.”

“He broke up with me.”

“Why?”

“Because I was fucking him too much.”

“Seriously!?”

Angel laughed. “Yep. About four months after we started fucking, he kept telling me no more and more and I was getting frustrated! Eventually he broke up with me. At first I was pretty upset. I mean, I was in love. But I got over it after a month or so, and ultimately it freed me up. I stopped bothering with boyfriends and just fucked around through high school and beyond.”

“When was the first time you did it with a woman?” he asked.

“Not long after my boyfriend, honestly. There was this xenian girl I was good friends with. We’d grown up next to each other. I knew I was into her...well, about the time my boyfriend asked me out. I wanted to bring her into bed. She was really cute. Hot, tight little body, this long, beautiful brunette hair, and a voice to fucking die for. I wanted to fuck her really bad, and the kind of...subtle passes I’d been making were being received well. You know, jokes, hints, oblique references. Just to gauge her reactions.

“And, I mean, when I suggested bringing her into bed, I thought he’d be all over that, you know? Who the hell wouldn’t? But he refused, flat out. Said he wouldn’t fuck an alien, it was gross. That was maybe two weeks before we broke up. Honestly, I was thinking about breaking up with him after that. I love sex, and I love sex with lots of different people and races. I don’t want to be held back...and, well, that’s how I got started fucking,” she said, smiling.

“Well, I’m glad you managed to get started so soon. I really would’ve liked to find a hot alien girl to fuck around with when I was younger,” Jared replied.

“Yeah...I can sympathize. I’ve met a fair number of interspecies lovers who had to endure quite awhile before they found someone. I know I got lucky. Ugh...here we are at another store. Let’s go in and get the stuff,” she said.

“Hooray,” Jared replied.

They came to yet another tech store and dealt with yet another service rep. Jared did his absolute best not to be short with the man, he knew what it was like to be on the receiving end of some fucking moron who decided to take their anger out on you because you, as a representative of the company, had to basically just take it. It was a way for pathetic assholes to feel powerful and they disgusted him. And it wasn’t this guy’s fault that they were tired and kind of cranky from wandering around for over three hours now without a real break, waiting in line, having to re-explain things and wait and wait and wait. So they went through the procedure.

There were three parts there they needed. One of them would replace a faulty piece in their navigation computer and the other two would help manage the power throughout the ship. They explained the situation to the rep, after waiting for him to deal with other customers, then waited for him to confirm it with the store, then waited for them to go find it in the back, then waited for them to finalize the transaction and take the payment, then slipped it all into one of their duffel-bags that they’d taken along to help out.

Then they were off again after consulting the map. Jared took a breath and let it out slowly. There were only three more shops they had to visit, and then this part of the shopping spree would be over. Then a whole new part begin, but honestly that part would actually be pretty fun. Although he’d never looked forward to picking out furniture for himself, he was honestly kind of looking forward to doing it this time around.

“So, another fun question, who was your favorite ever sexual partner?” Angel asked as they headed for the next store.

“Wow that is a tough one,” he replied, honestly thinking about it for a moment. “I mean...fuck, I’m half-tempted to say it was the xenian prostitute I lost my virginity to. Although I guess that sounds kind of pathetic...”

“No it doesn’t. Don’t apologize for having that opinion. If that’s your opinion then it’s yours,” Angel replied firmly.

“I guess that’s fair enough. I mean...I don’t know. I honestly don’t know. I’m just so happy to be having sex with whoever I’m having sex with. I have to say though that you four girls are at least very high on the list. You push my buttons in a really nice way. Especially you and Veronica. I really, really have got a thing for super tall, fit girls and I’ve always had a sweet spot for dysil. Plus, you know, the whole domination thing.”

“Yeah, you’re pretty great yourself,” Angel replied. “I’d say you’re at least in my top five. I have crazy good orgasms when we fuck. But it’s a lot more than that. I mean, you’ve got no problem being affectionate with me in public, and that’s something I really love. I mean, I love PDA and I love kind of pushing it in people’s faces like, yeah, I’ve got a partner that isn’t my own race, so what?! And, I know it’s really petty, but I especially love doing it to humans. A lot of the hate I got came from humans in my life. It’s why I call myself Angel.”

“I was curious...what’s your real name? I mean, okay, no, that came out wrong. Angel is your real name. What’s the name you had before that? And I’m okay if you don’t want to tell me,” Jared said as they continued walking through the packed thoroughfare.

“I...think I’ll wait to tell you,” Angel replied. She grinned. “You’ll have to earn it.”

“Oh yeah? What do I have to do to earn it?”

“Don’t worry, just keep doing what you’re doing.”

He snorted. “Clear as crystal,” he said.

She rolled her eyes, took his hand and they walked on.

…

Veronica put yet another fragile little part packaged into a hardcase with a foam interior into her huge duffel-bag and zipped it up, then turned and walked out of the store. They were done. They were actually, finally, really done.

She was very thankful, because she was tired of this crap. She wanted to be doing something that was more...well, mercenary-like. Things that involved running and gunning, kicking in doors and capturing assholes, then turning a profit for it. This stuff was boring and honestly not why she’d gotten into the business.

On the other hand, she was looking forward to filling out that rec room finally. Hanging out in the kitchen was getting kind of old. She wanted somewhere besides the kitchen to chill out when she was eating, something to watch on a TV instead of being projected over her vision by her Link. A recreational room was perfect for that. Perfect for a lot of things, actually: getting high, crashing out for the night when you were too tired (or feeling too lazy) to get to your bed, impromptu fuck sessions...those were really fun.

Plus, as strange as it was, she was actually missing having more furniture in her bedroom. Not a whole lot, and it wasn’t something she ever thought she cared about, but living in a bedroom with literally only a single bed kind of put that into perspective. Plus, maybe for the first time in her life, she was actually kind of tired of living on the bare minimum in what she considered to be her home life. Probably because for long segments of time she didn’t have a home life, she just had wherever she happened to be crashing.

Maybe she was just getting older.

Apparently it happened to everyone, provided they survived long enough.

“Are we done, can we go home now and start buying the stuff that matters?” Veronica asked.

Saf sighed. “Yes, Veronica.”

“Come on, you aren’t bored yet?”

“I am,” Saf replied. “But I’m more glad that we’re done with this part. As annoying as it was, it had to be done. Although now we need to reconvene and figure out how much money we have leftover,” she said.

“Fair enough. And I could use a fucking meal. Maybe we should put in an order to have delivered to the ship. Maybe-” She stopped as she sensed something, something she’d seen in the environment around her.

Being a genetically engineered warrior had who been honing her skills for years, Veronica was constantly scanning her surroundings. At this point, she did it without even realizing it. They were in a pretty seedy area, full of dark alleyways and rundown buildings. Someone was stepping out of an alleyway behind her…

And they were pressing a gun into her back.

“Don’t-” someone began, but Veronica was already spinning.

In flash, she had spun around and gotten a grip on her assailant’s wrist. Then man cried out as she squeezed hard, crushing his bones. She heard at least one of them snap. He dropped the gun into her waiting hand and when she let go, he stumbled away. Twisting around, already aware of another assailant that had slipped out of another alley, Veronica wound up and threw the gun straight into the xenian’s face.

There was a sharp crack as his nose broke.

Turning, she saw that Saf was in the middle of taking down one of her own. She dropped, spun and extended her leg all in one smooth motion, performing a sweep-kick on the dysil that was trying to rob her. While the man was still in the midst of falling, she delivered a painful and powerful punch to the side of his face and accelerated his fall to the floor, smashing his head into the metal plating. The final criminal was trying to draw a bead on her with his pistol, but, continuing the motion she’d begun taking down the first guy, she spun around, grabbed the small throwing dagger she kept in one of her pockets and released it.

The blade sank hilt-deep to the man’s neck and he stumbled back from the force of it, clawing at the wound.

“Well that was fun,” Veronica muttered as she made sure no one else was around.

“Should we call the cops?” Saf asked.

“Fuck it,” Veronica replied, stopping and kneeling. She began to search one of the bodies. “No shots were fired, no one’s around. Only one of them is probably dead.”

“Maybe we should call an ambulance...” Saf murmured.

“Fuck that. They got what they deserved,” Veronica replied. “Maybe it’ll fucking teach them not to be so fucking stupid next time. Now help me search them. Before someone does show up and then we’ve got to waste time filling out witness reports,” she muttered.

Saf hesitated for a moment, then helped her. Once they’d stripped the thieves of credits and weapons, (and Saf got her knife back), they quickly began heading back to the ship. Veronica could tell something was bothering Saf.

“You okay?” she asked after a bit.

“I don’t know. Do you ever think we do stuff like that too easily? I killed someone.”

“We kill someone like eight times a week. What’s different this time?”

“I don’t know...we didn’t even know them.”

“We don’t ever know them.”

“That’s my point. We have no idea what we’re removing from the galaxy. I mean, yeah, probably most of the time we’re removing assholes who are evil, but, I don’t know, how many aren’t evil? How many are just wrong time wrong place?”

“That’s life,” Veronica replied.

“Does it have to be? I mean, can we just be content to just...go along with it?”

“What’s the alternative?” she asked, genuinely curious where Saf was going with this.

“Help people. I mean, think about it. We’re strong, fast, smart and brave. We know how to fly, how to fix things, how to fix people...we could do a lot of good in the galaxy.”

“I mean, you have a point but...where’s this coming from?” Veronica asked. They weren’t far from the ship now.

“I’m not...sure,” Saf replied hesitantly. “I guess I’ve been thinking about stuff like this for awhile now. I mean, we see a lot of shit situations. I’ve seen them for years now. We used to help out when we could, but then...”

“Then we got busy trying to solve our own problems,” Veronica replied.

“And we did. We’ve pretty much got our own problems solved. Why not help people? Fuck the corporate bullshit and running down small-timers, why not help with the big shit? Kill slavers? Find missing people? Steal back shit for small businesses that have been ripped off or families who have been stolen from when they didn’t fucking deserve it?”

“Because...charity cases don’t pay well,” Veronica said after a moment.

“I’m sure we can make enough money killing slavers and pirates. I mean, shit, we do it right and we can just sell their ships and guns off. I mean, isn’t this kind of why we did this whole thing? We were tired of being made to do bullshit, to fight people’s petty wars for shit pay and shit hours. We can do something now.”

They’d reached the ship now. Veronica opened the airlock and they went inside. “Would it matter?” she asked finally.

Saf looked at her. “What?”

“Would anything we do matter? I mean, there’s so many people in the galaxy, and so much suffering, what can we do?”

“It matters, Veronica,” Saf said quietly. She fell silent for a moment and Veronica felt distinctly uncomfortable. They rarely headed into deeper conversational waters like this and she knew that she was typically a lot more shallow in her life than Saf was. Saf was...complex, and complicated. “In the grand scheme of things,” she continued, “maybe it doesn’t. But right here, right now, to a couple of people...returning someone’s kidnapped spouse or child, helping bring someone from the brink of financial ruin, like...that shit lasts for decades, Veronica. We can change the course of people’s lives, like, their entire life, for the better. We’ve done it before.”

“You may have a point,” Veronica said after a long moment.

The airlock let them into the ship.

“I’m glad you think so,” Saf replied.

“Now we just have to tell the others.”

“I was thinking we should hold off on a mission statement until we have the entire crew together.”

“I guess that’s a good idea,” Veronica said.

They both stood in silence for a moment. “Well...come on,” Saf said, stepping into the ship, “let’s get on with the rest of it.”

Veronica followed her, deep in thought.

…

It was done.

Jared looked around his room and felt a strange kind of contentment. He’d just finished setting everything up the way he wanted it. He’d gone out and bought a fairly simple desk, a bedside table, a dresser, and a lamp. Honestly, he couldn’t really think of anything else he wanted, which was good, because it meant he could spend more on his workroom, which was now decked out with some shelves, great lighting, a full toolbox set, and a complete workbench dominating the center of the room. All of it was polished and brand new.

He was looking forward to breaking it in.

With that all in order, Jared turned and left his room, heading for the rec room. Now that they actually had it set up and had gotten the last of the buying out of the way, the day was coming to a close and he wanted to actually hang out in it. He quickly moved through the ship and as he got into the rec room, found the others gathered there already. They were chatting among themselves over a pair of large pizzas, beers, a few blunts, and a huge plate of nachos, a cartoon playing in the background that no one was really watching.

The girls all looked over as he came.

“Hey, there you are,” Angel said. “Been waiting for you.”

“I had to finish making sure everything was in order,” Jared replied, sitting down next to her and grabbing a chip.

“It’s been a long, but fairly entertaining, day of making sure things are in order,” Saf said. “And good news, I finally managed to get in touch with Vix and get her to agree to see us. We’re on our way there now and I’m going to talk to her. And once I convince her to join, which I’m totally going to succeed at, we’ll be a complete crew.”

“And then we can really get to work,” Veronica said, grinning.

Jared was looking forward to it.

CHAPTER 05

“Well...fuck,” Jared muttered.

It had all been going so well. It had been a great three days, actually. Although the past eight hours had actually been kind of shitty. After they’d gone on their vast and great spending spree, essentially emptying their bank accounts, (he’d checked, collectively, between all of them, they had like three hundred credits, which was nothing when you had to fuel your own ship), they’d begun heading straight for the (hopefully) final member of their team. Vix was on a lunar colony three days away.

And Jared had promptly delved into his job of repairing and performing maintenance on their vessel. It had been fantastic. For those two days, he was working, he was into it, he was in the zone, losing himself in the simple maintenance. He pulled open panels, took apart machinery, ran tests, checked and rechecked pieces of equipment, reassembled the things he pulled apart...it was one of the things he enjoyed the most.

In between that, sleep, and food, he was doing his current favorite thing: fucking his friends. Or, more specifically, fucking Lindsay. She’d become a full-blown addict now that he and Angel had opened the door on her submissive side. He’d dominated her five more times since they’d finished the spree and he had to give it to her, for being so skinny, she was pretty tough. Just last night he’d done the whole ‘fuck her awake’ thing after she’d heard about him doing it with Angel and she’d had quite the orgasm from that.

So had he.

But as he’d gotten to work on the third day early this morning, he’d come up against an unexpected roadblock.

A part they had was not the part he needed. He needed a model EO-88, and what he’d ended up with was an EO-89 and, unfortunately, the two were simply not compatible. If it had just been that, it would’ve been annoying, but he could have just moved on back to work. Except that after about another hour of work, he ran into another problem: a missing part. He spent two hours looking for it everywhere and finally, frustrated, he’d returned to the list and compared it against their purchases and realized they’d forgotten it.

Which sent him down another rabbit hole of figuring out if anything else was missing. He’d only gotten through about thirty percent of all the work that needed to be done, even working as hard as he was. In the end, he’d determined that there were four parts missing. Well, not quite missing. The first being the wrong model, the second and third having slipped through the cracks of their search and just hadn’t been purchased, and the fourth...was just flat out missing. They had bought it, he’d found the digital receipt, but he couldn’t find the actual part anywhere, and he’d had pretty much everyone help him hunt it down.

Now he’d just finished confirming that there was actually a fifth piece they needed as well, another thing they’d bought and it looked like the piece they needed, but it was actually a totally different thing.

Well, at least two of the five could be rectified.

But the other three they’d have to purchase, or in one case purchase again, and that was going to be close to a grand.

Jared rubbed his eyes and stood up from his workbench. He had to admit, it felt great to have a work area again, a place dedicated to his applied trade and craft. In general, he was pretty happy. Although he was tired.

Exhausted, honestly.

Now he needed to go tell the others about the problem. He imagined they weren’t going to be happy. He sure as hell wasn’t. After all they’d gone through...Jared shook his head. Whatever, he didn’t let it get to him. He was happy right now, and he wanted to stay happy. God knew he’d spent enough time in his life being miserable.

It was time to be happy.

Jared headed out of his workroom and walked down the hall to Saf’s room. He knocked on the door, waited, knocked again, then figured she must be elsewhere. He left the dormitory area and moved through the ship, passing the infirmary, the kitchen, and the armory, then headed into the recreational room. He found her on the couch, staring at a tablet.

“Hey,” he said, sitting across from here. “Where’s everyone else?”

“Lindsay and Angel are fucking, I think,” Saf replied. “And Veronica is either working out or on the bridge. What’s up?”

“Well, I finally got through the parts and tools...I think anyway, and I’ve determined that we need five new ones. Two of them we can get for free, because the stores made a mistake, but the other three...” he sighed. “We’ll need to buy again. Or at all, since two of them we forgot.”

“What’s the damage?” she asked.

“A grand.”

“Ugh...”

“I know. It sucks. And we’re already going to drain our reserves just bringing our fuel back up to bare minimum. We’re going to need to hit the station hard again looking for jobs,” Jared said, rubbing at the back of his neck.

“No,” Saf said suddenly.

He looked over at her. “What? No? What are we gonna do instead, sit around and smoke weed and eat nachos?”

“No, not us. You are going to sit around and relax.”

“What? I’m not going to just sit on my ass while-”

“Jared, don’t argue with me,” Saf said firmly, and he found himself falling silent. Fuck, she could be commanding when she wanted to be. She had a really good Stop. Arguing. With. Me voice. “You’ve been busting your ass for the past few days and we’ve been taking a break. We’re going to deal with the jobs and the money, you’re going to relax on the ship. No arguments. And...you get to choose one of us to stay and help you relax.”

“I...see,” Jared murmured. “I get the feeling the choice will be made for me.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. Lindsay has been on my dick pretty much every chance she can get ever since that session you watched.”

“Yeah, she has been noisy as fuck lately...well, she is a good fuck.”

“She really is,” Jared agreed, grinning. “Well, uh...thanks. I appreciate the break.”

“Good. We’ll be there in about an hour or so. I’ll talk to the others. Go get something to eat or play a game or something. Clear your head. I can tell that you’re kind of stressed.”

“Can you?”

“Yeah. I mean, not a lot, but enough that it’s noticeable. It’s just kind of a look on your face, and the tone of your voice. You’re distracted and there’s bags under your eyes.” She stood up. “Also...I call dibs on you tonight, after we get back, got it?”

“Uh...yeah, got it,” he replied, unable to keep from grinning.

“You’re such a cutie,” Saf said, coming over, leaning down and kissing him on the lips. “See you later.”

He watched her go out of the room. These women could really be sexy and alluring and erotic when they wanted to be, and they had such a good balance, too. It wasn’t too subtle, but it wasn’t super overt, either.

Just right.

Which made it all the more powerful.

He sat there for a moment longer, thinking about how he was going to spend his day off, if he did end up getting a full day. He checked the time and found it to be just past four, local time. His mind kept wanting to wander off, guilting him into getting back to work. There was a lot more to do, but he came down on his brain hard, telling himself no, it could wait, none of it was tremendously important. He could put it off for the rest of the day.

Plus, he was kind of approaching that point again where his work would begin to suffer. He could keep going for the rest of the day if he really had to and get some work done, but it would take longer because he’d be going slower and probably make mistakes and have to waste time correcting them. With a final push, Jared stopped thinking about his job for the day and got up. He was hungry, so that was first on the list.

He headed for the kitchen.

…

Veronica finished locking in the Valkyrie with the tiny space station that was little more than a galactic pit stop orbiting over the moon that Vix currently called home. It was small and had to be a miserable place to live. No atmosphere, so the two colonies that existed on the surface were built beneath domes. They extended beneath the surface, into tunnels, as they were both mining colonies, the only reason anyone would build on this miserable, frozen rock. She’d be glad when they could get away from this place.

Sighing softly, Veronica supposed she was just in a bad mood in general because she’d been thinking a lot about what Saf had said earlier. And Veronica didn’t particularly like thinking. Which was why she’d paired herself to Saf. The genius kai tended to be the brain of the duo. Veronica didn’t think of herself as stupid, she knew she wasn’t...but she did enjoy the simpler things in life, and consequently, she liked her life to be simple. She had a moral code, and it was stricter than most mercs, but still…

She supposed it kind of left something to be desired.

And Saf had seen that, she’d always seen that. Saf was always guilting her into doing the right thing, and Veronica was never mad at her about that. It was the right thing, after all. It wasn’t that she was into being a bad person, it was more that she was...kind of lazy. In a way, that had always bothered her, this idea of laziness, because Veronica was not lazy in a lot of other regards. She’d pushed herself hard, very hard, when she’d become an Amazonian, and after that, when she’d become a merc. To this day, she worked out, she trained, she kept in stellar shape and made damned sure that her combat and survival skills were well honed.

But she knew that she was lazy in that aspect of her life.

She’d buried these worries and fears for a long time, but now they were resurfacing, and she wasn’t sure how she was going to handle it. She knew Saf was right, but what she was talking about was a huge commitment.

And that’s really what bothered her.

Beyond her friends and her job...she didn’t like commitment. She wanted her life to be easy and simple, uncomplicated.

This was going to complicate it.

Sighing, Veronica killed the engines and stood up. Whatever, there was work to be done, stuff to take her mind off of all this. Leaving the bridge, she moved through the ship until she came to the rec room, where Angel and Saf were sitting and talking.

“We’re docked,” Veronica said.

“Perfect,” Saf replied. “I’ve got us a shuttle lined up to take us down.”

“Where’s Jared and Lindsay?”

“They’re staying behind. Someone has to and Jared deserves a break. He’s been working his ass off,” Saf replied.

“And Lindsay?”

“She’s…going to help him relax.”

“In other words, she’s going to fucking him raw,” Angel said, laughing.

“Yeah. Now, unfortunately, we’re going to need to run a lot of jobs. We’re a grand in the hole because we forgot to buy some parts,” Saf said.

“Ugh...wonderful,” Veronica muttered. “Well, come on, I want to get going on this now, if we can,” she said, turning to leave.

“Fair enough,” Angel said.

Both of the women stood up and followed her to the airlock. “I figured you and Angel would run jobs while I go talk with Vix. Once she’s secured, I’ll help. Once we’ve got enough for the parts and fuel and supplies, we leave.”

“And find a real job,” Veronica said.

Saf nodded. “Yes.”

The three of them stepped into the airlock and prepared for what lay ahead.

…

“Hey, you, how’s your relaxing going?”

Jared looked back over his shoulder at Lindsay, standing in the doorway, just wearing a sports bra and some panties.

“Uh...pretty good,” he replied.

She had that look on her face.

They’d talked briefly after the others had left and she said she needed a nap, which he didn’t blame her for, so he’d taken the next few hours to grab some food and catch up on a series he watched by himself. Jared had always been a big consumer of media. He could binge-watch or binge-game whole series, and he’d gotten to the point where, when he lived with a group of people, he ended up having several different series going at the same time, because different people had different interests. There’d be one cartoon show that only he and Lindsay liked, or an action horror series that only he and Saf liked, or maybe he and Saf and Veronica liked it, and not everyone was free at the same time. And then he had one that he kept all to himself, he was the only one who liked it. And given the amount of work he’d been doing lately, he needed to catch up.

“So you chose me to stay behind and help you unwind?” she asked, coming in and sitting down in his lap.

“Yeah...I mean, in a manner of speaking. More of, I kind of figured that you wouldn’t really take no for an answer,” he replied.

She grinned. “You’ve gotten to know me so well. When I get on a spree like this...yeah, it’s pretty hard to pull me off of the guy or girl I’m super into. And I’m super into you right now. So...I was hoping maybe you could make good on the sexy fun, cause I’ve got something new I want to try with you and it’s...uh, different,” she said.

“I’ve been getting that a lot lately...what is it?”

She chewed on her lip, looking a little nervous. “So, I kinda want you to...choke me into unconsciousness while we fuck...and then keep fucking me...and film it.”

He stared at her for a long moment. “...seriously?” he replied finally.

“Yeah. Like...I know it’s pretty crazy, but we can totally pull this off. And it would like really, really make me happy.”

“This is pretty far,” Jared murmured. He’d had requests before that he hadn’t been willing to comply with. Cutting, burning, piercing, stuff like that, it was too far for him. It would probably keep him labeled as just a casual fan of BDSM, but he was fine with that. This kind of seemed like it was skirting that edge.

“If you say no, I’ll understand,” she said.

“I’m not saying no, not yet. I mean...I need to think about it, I guess.”

“Okay, that’s fair.”

“Tell you what. Let me take a shower, you head to your bedroom. Whatever my answer is, I’ll be there soon,” he said.

“Okay! Perfect.” She gave him a kiss, got off of him and headed out of the rec room. He followed her back to the dormitories and slipped into his own room, then headed into the bathroom and undressed. He turned on the shower on and got in, his thoughts churning. A big part of him wanted to do this. Really, it was kind of just the next step up from all the other stuff he’d been doing with the girls, the rough stuff.

Why was he hesitating?

He supposed because it was dangerous, but he knew how to choke someone into unconsciousness without really hurting them. It wasn’t that hard, although man, it would probably be a really trying experience for Lindsay.

Or a really cool one, he supposed, given that she was into that kind of stuff. It would probably be a huge, thrilling rush.

Then the whole fucking her unconscious body afterward, that freaked him out a little. Having sex with an unconscious woman was something he’d never done before. He supposed that technically he’d been fucking Angel for like ten seconds before she’d woken up, but that was planned and it wasn’t quite the same. It was something he’d never do without explicit consent, and even then...well, obviously he was having some qualms about it.

It made him feel kinda...bad, honestly.

But was it all that much different from the screaming and the hitting and the tying down? He’d never do any that under any circumstances either, not for real. There was no way around it, doing any of that for real, against someone who was not consenting, was wrong. Flat out fucked up and wrong, and there was never an excuse for it.

But for play?

Well, he’d gone through this whole thing before and come out the other side deciding that, yeah, it’s cool if the women he did this stuff with wanted and got off on it and asked him for it. So was this any different?

No...not really.

Jared took a deep breath and let it out in a heavy sigh. He turned off the shower, done washing himself off, and stepped out. He quickly dried and then pulled on his boxers. Okay, yeah, he’d come to a decision. He was glad he’d thought through it. Now he could go into it clearheaded, both eyes open, and give Lindsay a real ride.

The filming, though…

He’d never actually seen a video of himself having sex. Honestly, he was kind of nervous about it. What if he did something stupid? Or said something stupid? He did that a lot. There’d be proof of it. Well, who was going to watch this, besides Lindsay? Maybe he’d watch it with her, because while he didn’t really care what he looked like fucking, he was kind of interested to see what the girls he had sex with looked like from that perspective. The only perspective he only ever had was his own, up close and personal.

He stepped into Lindsay’s room.

She was sitting down on her bed, her eyes slightly out of focus. He realized she must be focusing on her Channel, the cyvit version of the Link.

“Hey you,” she said as her eyes regained focus.

“Hey. What’s up?” he asked.

“I was just checking out my camera feeds. I’ve got them hooked up to my Channel. There’s going to be two and the views look good.”

“Okay...I’m still a little nervous about being recorded,” he replied.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want, I guess, but it’d make me really happy,” she said.

“No, I mean, I’ll do it. I’ve just never been filmed before.”

“Huh...so this’ll be interesting for both of us. And don’t worry, I’m not going show it to anyone...that isn’t on this ship.”

He laughed. “Okay, fair enough. I mean, do you think they’d want to see it?”

“I mentioned this to Veronica. She really wants to see it,” Lindsay replied.

“Huh, interesting. So, uh...how do you want to do this, exactly?” Jared asked.

“Well...what if you like, attacked me, as I was coming out of a shower? That’d be really hot. You get me on the bed, rough me up a little...or a lot. Then choke me until I go. Then fuck the shit out of me and finish in my mouth or on my face.”

“That sounds hot,” Jared replied.

She laughed. “It does. It sounds so hot. I’m getting really wet just thinking about it. Man, I’m kind of nervous, too. I mean, I trust you to do it right and everything, and I’m pretty sure I’ll really get off on being choked until I get knocked out, but, well...”

“It’s an anxious kind of situation,” Jared said. “But I’ll do my best.”

“I know. That’s why I like you,” Lindsay replied.

She came over to him and kissed him on the lips, then headed into her bathroom. “Make it real. And my safe word is pumpernickel,” she said.

He laughed. “Good one.”

She closed the door behind her. Jared quickly turned out the lights and stripped down naked. He moved quickly over to one corner of the room and crouched down, waiting, eager and excited to get this whole new, sexy thing kicked off. He listened to the shower start up, listened to the water fall, wanting to get going.

But he supposed anticipation made the heart grow fonder, or something like that.

Or his dick grow harder, honestly.

Fuck, he wanted to do this now. Like, a lot.

Suddenly, the water shut off. Jared could feel his heart hammering in his chest, his cock throbbing in anticipation. There was mostly silence for maybe a minute and a half as she dried off. He was almost trembling with anticipation now. God, he was half-tempted to just open up the door, go in there and grab her.

As he was thinking this, the door opened up, filling the room with light. Lindsay came out, completely naked, looking like a vision of beauty, wreathed in steam. Jared stood up slowly, carefully, and moved towards her.

She stopped. “Is someone there?” she asked softly.

Jared stepped up behind her and wrapped one arm around her stomach while clapping one hand tightly over her mouth.

“Do I have to hurt you, or are you going to take it like a good girl?” he asked quietly, his mouth right up against her ear.

He let go of her mouth.

She drew in a deep breath. “Help!” she screamed, then he pressed his hand back over her mouth.

“You’re going to fucking pay for that bitch. No one’s going to help you. I’m going to fucking smash your pussy,” he growled, picking her up, stepping quickly across the room and throwing her onto the bed. She cried out.

“Shut the fuck up,” he snapped as she yelled for help again, trying to get up off the bed. She managed to get to her feet, but he shoved her hard and jumped on top of her. He slapped her across the face hard, then grabbed her and forcefully brought her into position in the middle of the bed. As he got on top of her, she flailed out, hitting him across the face. Pretty hard, too. It hurt, which helped fuel the anger he was acting out.

“You fucking bitch!” he screamed. “You’re going to fucking pay for that!”

“No, I’m sorry-” she cried and then he socked her in the mouth. She yelled and tried to push him away.

“Fucking stop it, stop fucking moving. Fucking. Bitch!” he screamed at her, grabbing her hands, forcing them aside and slapping her four or five times across the face. “Fucking teach you not to do as you’re told,” he growled.

Jared spent a moment to forcing her legs open and getting down in between them. Once he forced his cock into her, (she was really fucking wet), he got right to work fucking her brains out. “No! Don’t! Stop!” she cried as he began pounding her into the fucking mattress. He really started working on her, forcing his cock deep into her as hard as he could. “It hurts!” she moaned.

“Good, you fucking bitch,” he growled, holding her arms down by the wrists, staring down at her face as he slammed into her.

“No! Please!” she cried and continued struggling against him, trying to push him off of her. She was fighting pretty hard.

She wanted it now.

Okay then.

“That’s it, I warned you,” he said, and wrapped his hands around her neck.

She gasped and grabbed his wrists, but she couldn’t tug his hands off of her. Jared kept fucking her as he piled on the pressure, effectively cutting off her air. Her struggles grew more violent, no doubt an actual, natural reaction to being asphyxiated. Slowly, her struggles weakened as her body lost oxygen. Soon, her hands fell away and she slumped back. Her eyes rolled back into her head. She was unconscious.

He let go.

Immediately, she started breathing again, taking in a gasping breath, but she was still unconscious.

Okay, so, she was fine.

“There, no more bitching,” he said, pushing her legs open further.

A very darkly exciting kind of pleasure began to spread through him as he fucked her unconscious body. There was definitely a forbidden quality to the sex, his brain telling him that this was fucked up. But it was okay, she wanted this, she had actually asked him for this, and she was getting off on it.

Okay, well, she would be getting off on it in a little while.

But fuck it felt so good to fuck her like this, the way she was completely limp, the knowledge that she was actually unconscious, and she couldn’t stop him. He didn’t last very much longer after that. It was just too hot. Jared quickly pulled out of her and got on top of her face. He slipped his cock into her mouth and started fucking it, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth.

“Good girl,” he moaned as he started coming. “Good fucking girl,” he whispered, pulling out halfway through and finishing spurting his seed all over her face, jacking off rapidly, emptying out every last drop.

When it was over and the pleasure was ebbing away, leaving him floating in a sea of bliss, he stood up. “Fucking bitch,” he said, grabbing his clothes and walking out of the room, into the bathroom, figuring that it would be a good end to the ‘scene’, although he didn’t actually know where the cameras were.

Once a little bit passed by, he moved back into the room and sat down next to her on the bed. He checked her vitals, finding them strong and regular, then sat back and waited for her to come around again. She did after about five minutes. Her eyes fluttered open and she slowly sat up. When she saw him, she smiled.

“I can feel your stuff all over my face, and I can taste it,” she said. “I’m guessing the fuck session was a rousing success?”

“Well, I guess it depends on how it all turns out on camera. But I have to admit I enjoyed that...probably more than I should have,” Jared replied.

“No such thing,” Lindsay replied. She got up, hesitated for a moment as she stumbled, then headed into the bathroom. She washed her mouth out and cleaned up her face, then came back to him, grabbing her laptop on the way. “Let’s watch it,” she said.

They sat down together, still naked, in front of the laptop. She set it down, took a moment to cue up one of the feeds. The camera, he determined, was to the right of her bed, a little high up, angled down towards the bed.

They watched the whole thing play out together, both of them silent. It felt really weird to watch himself on camera, especially when he attacked her. They both watched intently as he threw her onto the bed, as he hit her and slapped her, then fucked her, then choked her into unconsciousness. Lindsay was breathing heavily by that point and let out a low moan when she saw herself get knocked out. He glanced over at her.

She was masturbating.

“Holy fuck,” she whispered, then moaned again, her hand down between her thighs, rubbing her clit vigorously. “This is so fucking hot.”

He had to admit, it was pretty hot.

They kept watching and she kept masturbating until she came, near the end of the video, when he was taking complete advantage of her unconscious body, humping her mouth. She let out a cry of pure pleasure as she orgasmed along with him.

“Oh my God, I fucking love orgasms,” she whispered as she fell back against the wall, finishing coming.

“They’re pretty great,” Jared agreed.

“Mmm...I’m so showing this to Veronica as soon as she gets back. She’s going to get off on this really hard,” she said.

“Good to know...you want a shower?” he asked.

“Yeah...I could use one. Another one,” she said, laughing.

They got up off the bed and headed into the bathroom. Lindsay started the shower and got in. Jared followed her. He began massaging her shoulders, trying to give her some good TLC. He spent several minutes rubbing her down.

“Why do you think you like this stuff?” he asked after a bit.

“Rough sex? Like, hitting and screaming and choking?” she replied.

“Yeah.”

“I...don’t know. I mean, I saw a porn of it once when I was like nineteen and just...something clicked. Like, I was so turned on. I wanted to be that girl that was getting the shit fucked out of her, tied down to a table, getting slapped and treated like shit. It freaked me out, honestly. I didn’t watch any of that kind of porn for like...five years. But then, you know, I got older, more mature, prided myself on being able to deal with crazy shit, and I went back to the porn. I started watching it, kind of, you know, facing my ‘fears’, I guess you could call them. I thought something was wrong with me for a little bit. I mean…

“I’m pretty tough, and, obviously, there’s this whole sort of vibe in culture about men being stronger than women and women being treated like sex objects...it’s a real problem. And that didn’t really jive with what I was feeling. I mean, I really pride myself on my independence, my strength, and getting off on being submissive, on being dominated by a man, it just...those two things do not go together, you know?”

“I can understand that. How did you work it out?”

“Well, I had this lover once. This guy. He was a mercenary and he liked being dominated and asked me to do it to him, and...I did. I mean, that did mesh well with those feelings. And, I don’t know, it was okay. I didn’t really get off on it. But I really liked him and I wanted to get him off, so I did it. And one day, I asked him how he reconciled it, because I had to imagine that as much as I was having trouble with the whole thing, he should be having a lot more trouble. Society is just as hard on guys in some respect, and being dominated by a woman in the bedroom, which is considered a time to be really ‘manly’, or whatever, it must have been kind of like the ultimate submission or humiliation. Or, I mean, I thought so...”

She sighed. “No, I didn’t think so, but I thought that that’s maybe what he thought. So I asked him. And he told me something simple, but something that stuck with me. He said that sex was its own world. You can love things in the bedroom, but hate them in real life. Like what you do to me. You love hitting me, you fucking get off on treating me like a whore, fucking me like a worthless piece of meat, don’t you?”

“Well...”

“You love it,” she said.

“I do.”

“But I’m guessing you would never do that without my consent. You would never actually treat a woman like shit if she wasn’t into it, right?”

“Right. I wouldn’t. Ever.”

“Because sex is its own world. It has its own rules, its own logic, its own reasoning. And I finally came to see that. And I finally found someone I wanted to try submissive sex with. And I’m so, so happy that I did,” she said, hugging him.

“Me too,” he said, hugging her back.

She stepped away, looked down and grinned. “It looks like someone did not get enough sex earlier,” she said.

“The video made me hard. Plus, you know, you’re here and wet and naked,” he replied.

She laughed and got down on her knees. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”

He groaned as she slipped his cock into her mouth.

…

“What the hell are you doing here, Vix?” Saf muttered to herself as she stared up at the apartment building before her.

She double-checked the address and confirmed that yes, this was the address Vix had given her. She’d split from Veronica and Angel as soon as they’d gotten down to the colony. The girls had found a bounty they wanted to go after and she’d left them to it, wishing them luck. She’d gotten in touch with Vix one more time, letting her know she was actually in the colony, and then had taken a walk through the area.

It was kind of a seedy place.

It had that feeling of misery, an atmosphere of lingering economic suffering. Saf had been in places like this before, had lived in places like this before, and she hated it more than she hated anything else in her life.

So why was Vix here?

Saf hurried into the building and through the lobby. She wanted to get her friend out of here. She jogged up the stairs, came to the fourth floor and tracked down the door. Once she was there, Saf knocked several times.

Finally, the door opened up.

“Saf.”

“Vix...”

She looked awful. Her black hair was a mess and there were bags under her eyes. Her skin, which normally had a healthy pale glow, now looked kind of sickly.

“Vix...are you okay?” she asked.

“I’m tired,” Vix replied, turning around and walking back into her apartment. Saf followed her in, closing the door behind her.

Her apartment wasn’t in much better shape. Not a whole lot of furniture, and there was trash and dirty laundry scattered across the studio apartment.

“Vix...what happened? Why are you here? What’s wrong?” she asked, then hesitated. She didn’t mean for it to come out like that, but it just kind of did.

Vix sat down heavily in a chair and looked at Saf for a moment. “It’s kind of a long story,” she said.

Saf sat down on an uncomfortable sofa. “Tell me. Please.”

Vix sighed. “I don’t know...I just...I’m here because this was where I happened to be when my life fell apart six months ago. I was with a guy here, a bounty hunter. I was running op for him and we were hunting bounties. I...” she sighed, rubbing her eyes. “An op went wrong. He ended up blowing up a building trying to catch a bounty. No one died, but there was a lot of damage and the company that owned it came after us. He disappeared, left me hanging in the wind. I got saddled with the blame, and the debt. So I started working, running any and all jobs I could find in this shit heap. I managed to pay the debt off two months ago, actually.”

“So why are you still here?” Saf asked.

Vix shook her head. “I thought I was in love with this guy. I mean, I was in love with him, I thought he loved me. But he left me, just like that. He didn’t give a shit about me. And that just...I haven’t had the energy to leave, Saf. I’m kind of just in a slump here. I don’t know why I should fucking bother trying to be happy anymore,” she muttered.

“Oh, Vix,” Saf whispered. She got up and sat down next to her, then practically picked her up and put her in her lap. “You should have called me.”

“I didn’t want to bother you,” she said. “I didn’t want to bother anyone. I didn’t...I didn’t want to risk another betrayal.”

“Saf, you’re my friend. I love you. You should know that.”

“I do, I just...felt worthless,” she said, then, suddenly, she started crying.

Saf held her against her in a tight hug.

“I’m so sorry, Vix,” she whispered. “I’m here now, okay? I’m your friend. I’m going to help you, Vix,” she said, rubbing her back.

They sat there together like that for awhile. Slowly, Vix’s crying trailed off and she just sat there, hugging Saf fiercely.

After a long while, she let go and sat back. “Wow,” she said. “I feel...better.”

Saf smiled. “Good. I’m glad.”

“Me too. I feel like...” she took a deep breath and let it out. “Oh boy, I don’t know, like a big weight has been lifted. Damn, did I really just need to cry?” she muttered. She looked at Saf, then frowned. “Um...sorry,” she said awkwardly.

“For what?”

“For...crying all over you like three seconds after you showed up for the first time in like a year,” she replied.

Saf just laughed. “It’s fine, Vix. You feel better, that’s what’s important.”

“I appreciate it.” She slowly got up off of her and stretched. “So, um...what were you talking about, earlier? You haven’t spilled the details. You’re offering me some kind of work? Or a job? I have to admit, I don’t think it’ll work out,” she said.

“Why not?”

“I’m not...the mercenary type. Not as much as I used to be. I mean, okay, I never was, but I’m less so now. Really, I just want to fix things and keep my head down nowadays.”

Saf considered this for a moment. “Okay, hear me out on the offer. I’ve been assembling a mercenary team with Veronica for the past several weeks. We handpicked our new crew, and you know two of them: Angel and Lindsay. The final member is brand new, his name is Jared. He’s a human technician and he’s...well, he’s a little like you, although less grumpy and less awkward. And less antisocial.”

“I’m not grumpy,” Vix said, frowning.

Saf snorted. “She said grumpily,” she replied. Vix sighed and rolled her eyes. “Anyway, we have our own ship, and we just got a huge infusion of parts and tools, and Jared has been going over the ship, fixing it up. We want you to sign up with us. It’s all pretty informal. You get to live on the ship, it’ll be kind of like communal living. You get your own room, you can raid the fridge at five in the morning if you want, we’ve got a sweet rec room. You can hide out in your room all day if you really want, provided you’ve done your job...which you can mainly do from your room, since you specialize more in software than hardware.”

Vix seemed to be considering all this. “I’m assuming I’ll get an equal split of the profits?” she asked.

“Yes. You will get one sixth of the pay after we take out the cost of fuel, food, maintaining the ship, etcetera, etcetera.”

“Hmm...”

“And, Jared is really cute.”

Vix sighed and then blushed. “What difference would that make?”

“Vix, I’m going to tell you something that I’ve thought about you for a long time now. Please tell me if I’m wrong, but I’ve gotten this feeling from you. You’re so...you downplay your relationships or sexual tendencies, sometimes so much so that some people think you are asexual or a huge prude. But I’ve always gotten the feeling that this isn’t something you necessarily want to do. You’ve even told me, when you were drunk, that you wanted to be a lot more sexually adventurous. I think you’re scared of opening up and I think you would be interested in being more sexually active...am I wrong about any of that?” she asked.

Vix was quiet for a long time, several emotions playing across her face. Saf began to worry that she might be wrong, (although she was almost positive that she wasn’t), when Vix finally spoke up. “You might be right,” she said finally.

Saf laughed. “Okay then. I’m going to be up front with you, all four of us have had sex with Jared. And we’ve all had sex with each other. Our ship is pretty...sex-heavy. That’s going to be a part of your life if you choose to live with us. I’m positive that Jared would be interested in having happy, fun, safe, and commitment-free sex with you if you wanted. Just plain, regular casual sex that does nothing more than feels really, really good. Trust me, he’s good in bed. And I know you so have a huge thing for human boys.”

“I do not!” Vix cried.

“Don’t give me that shit! All the guys you’ve dated have been human. I’ve seen your wandering eyes. You stare at the human guys more often than not. Come on, Vix, you don’t need to hide it around me. I’ve fucked every race in the galaxy.”

“Okay, maybe you might be right again,” she mumbled.

Saf grinned. “I know. So what do you say? Do you want to come live with us and have awesome sex and be able to just get away from it all? You don’t have to say yes, and if you do, you don’t have to stay. We’d be happy to drop you off anywhere you want to go. But I think you could be genuinely happy among us.”

Again, Vix was quiet for awhile. Finally, she looked around her apartment. “I’ll give it a shot. I fucking hate living here. I have to admit though, I’m going to be mopey for awhile yet. Crying helped kind of shock me awake, and I feel better right now, but I know it won’t last. I’ll...I’ll need a little bit to sort through all my thoughts and emotions. I have to admit, a safe, friendly environment, and a change of scenery, would really help with that.”

“Good. What do you need to do to leave this shitheap, if anything at all?”

“A lot, actually. I’ve got several jobs on the burners right now. I need to finish up the shorter ones and pass the larger ones off to someone else, then cut my lease here and pack my stuff. I imagine you’ll be willing to help me get it to your ship.”

“Obviously,” Saf replied.

“Good...all right. Give me a little bit to start wrapping these jobs up,” she said, standing up and heading for her computer station.

…

“Um...all right, here you go. Full bounty payout.”

Veronica watched Angel swipe her thumb. She paused a moment, her eyes losing focus as she checked her account, then they sharpened back up and she nodded.

“Okay, we’re done here,” Veronica said, turning and heading out of the police station. She hated being inside of them. They were stifling, miserable places to be. They came out into the street and she looked up at the dome high overhead. They didn’t even bother with holographic projections. There was just the cold of space and the stars beyond.

“How much?” she asked.

“Five hundred credits,” Angel replied. “Altogether that makes twenty one hundred. So, you know, not a bad haul.”

“Yeah, I guess not.” She checked the time. They’d been at this for seven hours already. “I wonder how Saf is making out.”

“Hopefully a lot with Vix,” Angel replied. “That’d be super hot.”

Veronica laughed. “Yeah, it would...” Her smile quickly faded.

“What’s up with you today?” Angel asked as they started walking down the street.

Veronica sighed. “Just something Saf said to me earlier. It’s made me start thinking about things and I can’t really stop thinking about them, apparently.”

“Thinking about what things?”

“About...helping people. About why we’re here. About making the galaxy a better place,” she replied. “About not just watching out for our own sorry asses all the time.”

“Huh...” Angel murmured.

They walked in silence for a bit.

“That’s all you have to say?” Veronica asked finally.

“I mean...I guess so. I try to help out where I can, but I don’t know. I’ve been in some pretty shit situations before and the only people who helped me were you and my friends, honestly. No one else looked out for me. Maybe it’s a bitter kind of view, but the universe doesn’t really give a shit about us,” Angel replied.

“Does that make it okay to not give a shit about other people?” Veronica asked.

Angel sighed after a moment. “If you’d asked me a year or two ago, I’d have said yeah. Fuck em all, I watch out for me and mine. But now? I don’t know, maybe not. Probably not. I’ve been living the high life for awhile now...I work hard for it, but I’m also pretty lucky. I mean, I guess what I’m saying is that if I had a chance to help people now...I’d take it. Because the universe doesn’t give a shit about anyone, which means we have to give a shit. If that makes any sense.”

“It makes a lot of sense, actually,” Veronica said quietly.

Both of them kept walking for awhile longer before Veronica’s Link chimed. Saf was calling. She answered. “Yeah?”

“Hey, how’s it going?” Saf replied.

“Good. We cleared just over two grand bounty hunting. How’s things going with Vix? You talk her into anything yet?”

“Yes, actually. She’s agreed to join up with us and give us kind of a trial run. I think she’ll like it enough to stay though...especially if we can talk her into sleeping with Jared.”

“Why would we have to talk her into that?”

Saf sighed. “She wants to. Just from the conversations we’ve been having about him and the ship and our life, I can just tell. I can read her body language and she’s a lot less subtle than she thinks she is. But she has some kind of weird barrier when it comes to sex. If she really were just not a sexual woman or if she was really monogamous, I’d leave her be. But she keeps giving these hints that she wants help coming out of her shell.”

“Weird.”

“I know, but not everyone is like you and me or Angel. Not every girl is capable of easily trying to fuck whoever they’re attracted to without hesitation. Anyway, here’s the situation on my end: I need yours and Angel’s help moving stuff back to the ship. Okay?”

“Okay, we’re on our way,” Veronica replied. She updated Angel on the situation and the two of them began making for Vix’s place.

…

Jared felt kind of nervous again as he made his way through the strange, domed colony. He’d been relaxing with Lindsay after their third round of sex, (actually, she’d just sucked his dick while they watched some porn, since watching the recording of them fucking had kind of opened up that door, and it had been awesome), when Saf had called him up and updated him on the situation. She needed him down there to help out Vix with her last job. Confidentially, Saf had told him that she wanted him to get to know Vix, but not to hit on her...but also not to make it seem like he wasn’t interested in her.

Like he fucking knew how to do that.

Saf had explained that she wanted Vix to approach Jared for sex, not the other way around, and had gone into a little detail on exactly why. In the end, he’d just agreed, updated Lindsay, and had grabbed a taxi to the surface.

He reached Vix’s apartment building and found her waiting for him in the lobby with Saf.

“Hey, Jared, perfect. You’re here,” she said. “Veronica, Angel, and I are moving Vix’s stuff up to the Valkyrie. She wanted your help with her last job. I thought it would be a good opportunity for you two to get to know each other, since you’re the only one she hasn’t met yet.”

“Fair enough,” Jared replied. “Uh...lead the way,” he said.

Vix nodded silently and led him out of the lobby. They began walking along the streets, not speaking for a little while.

“So, um...how did you meet Saf?” Jared asked after awhile. “I get the feeling that you’ve known her the longest.”

“I have,” Vix replied. “We met like five years ago, I think...it was a bit, and I’m bad at keeping track of the years anymore. But she needed someone to run the tech side of an op for her and hired me. Friend of a friend knew her. We just...got along really well. We ran together for awhile, I met her friends, Angel, Lindsay, Veronica, some others. I like them. Saf’s my best friend. Um...what about you? How did you get involved with this?” she asked.

“Blind random chance, honestly,” Jared replied. “I got sidelined by a mission gone wrong about a year ago. Got shot up. Eight or nine times...I can’t really remember. Anyway, when I healed up, I wanted to have a quieter life. I had that life for about a year. Ran my own tech repair company. It was fun, but it was boring. And one day, about a month ago, I walked into a cafe, saw two smoking hot mercenary babes sitting in a booth and decided to introduce myself. Veronica and Saf decided to make me part of their crew.”

“Saf’s pretty social and friendly. And Veronica’s pretty...”

“Abrasive,” Jared said.

Vix laughed. “Yes, she really is. I like her. I think she likes me, but it’s hard to tell.”

They fell into a kind of awkward silence again. Jared struggled to think of anything to talk about, then hit upon something pretty obvious.

“Where are we going?” he asked.

“Oh, yeah, I guess I should tell you. So, I signed up for a bunch of jobs just recently, and I managed to wrap them all up today. Okay, well, the ones I didn’t wrap up, I passed off or opted out of. But there was one that I misunderstood. I was kind of sleep deprived. Apparently the job was to repair an air conditioning unit. I don’t really work too much with physical things, with hardware. I’m more of a computer technician. I deal with programs and software. I was going to cancel out of it, but Saf suggested you do it and I go with you.”

“Oh...well, I guess it’s a chance for us to get to know each other a bit,” Jared replied.

“Yeah, that’s what Saf was saying.” Vix seemed uncomfortable. He wondered if he’d said something wrong, but figured that this was probably just how it was going to go when you had two socially awkward people together.

A lot of awkward pauses and over-thought, prolonged pauses.

And other kinds of pauses, too.

“I think you’ll like it on the ship,” he said finally. “It’s got a really laid back, relaxed atmosphere. It’s been a lot of fun so far. A lot of hard work, but definitely fun.”

“That’s also what Saf said. I have to admit, I’m kind of in a bad place, emotionally, right now. I went through a really, really bad breakup six months ago and I’m still feeling its effects. I’ve been kind of stuck, and I don’t really know how to get unstuck. I’m hoping that this transition will help me start a new chapter in my life.”

“I hope so, too. Being stuck is miserable,” Jared replied.

They came to the place in question not much later, a small convenience store. They went inside and talked with the manager, a tired, harried looking man. He took them out back, where the air conditioning unit was, and Jared set to work with his tools. He and Vix chatted while he worked. He learned and shared more things with her: where they were both born, some of their childhood, why they became mercenaries.

It definitely made the time go a lot quickly and before he knew it he had the AC fixed. He reactivated it, made sure it worked and then Vix accepted payment from the grateful manager. He didn’t blame the guy, it had been pretty damn hot in the store, and it wasn’t really like he could just open up the window and let a breeze in, since there was no breeze.

Together, the two of them began to walk back to the port, and back to the Valkyrie.

CHAPTER 06

Five days passed after they picked up Vix.

Jared enjoyed them a lot, even though he was having less sex than he was used to. It was mainly because of two reasons, and both of them were kind of interconnected: he was fixing up the ship and he was getting to know Vix. He wasn’t sure if Saf was right or if something else was going on, but Vix really seemed to like him. She was spending a great deal of time around him, and he really liked her, too. They really connected.

But Saf had been right about one thing: Vix was reserved and kind of awkward. Not that Jared faulted her in the slightest for that. He’d never been too good at being social either, and that’s honestly what they had spent a lot of time bonding over: how socially awkward they both were. They both had stories to tell each other. He thought it was a measure of how much she was willing to trust in him that she began telling him some embarrassing stories about herself. He’d gotten to know a lot about her over those five days.

He’d learned that she’d gone to college and gotten a pretty high up degree in programming, (she didn’t really want to talk about her time before college), from there she’d gone to work for a corporation for six years, and when he asked why she left, what drove her to be a mercenary, she did a bad job of kind of lying and kind of giving a vague answer, so apparently she didn’t want to talk about that, either, but he didn’t press the issue. She told him about some of her time as a mercenary, her long bouts of isolation.

And she asked a lot of questions about him.

By the time he’d woken up on the sixth day, showered and then had breakfast with her in the kitchen, he was surprised by how much she’d gotten used to him. She was far more relaxed and less guarded when he entered the room.

“How’s your work been going?” he asked as he got some cereal.

“Good,” Vix replied brightly. It was good to see her genuinely happy about something. “I think I’ve managed to get the biggest problems worked out of the system, but it’ll be awhile yet before I manage to upgrade everything and make it all run a lot more smoothly. And I’ve been putting together a list of components I’ll need to make it all run faster.”

“I’m sure the girls will love hearing that,” Jared replied as he sat down across from her.

The main thing that Vix had been working on in between sleep and hanging out with him, (although often she worked on it while she hung out with him, she’d bring a laptop with her and come sit down with him wherever he was in the ship while he replaced something or performed maintenance,) was to upgrade their outdated internal computer network. She was intent on making it fast and efficient.

Speaking of the ladies, all four of them came into the kitchen at around the same time not long after he and Vix had eaten their breakfast.

“You two getting along?” Veronica asked with a suggestive grin.

“Yeah,” Vix said quietly.

“Good to hear,” Saf said.

“Oh my God, can we please go on vacation now?” Angel asked as she rooted around in the freezer. “I just want to hit a party spot and get fucked.”

“Mmm, same,” Lindsay added.

Jared didn’t blame them. They seemed to have bingeing habits. They binged booze, media, sex, and apparently jobs, too. He was beginning to see a pattern: work their fucking asses off for like four or five days, then party for a good three or so days. It wasn’t really a bad way to live, honestly. While he and Vix had been hard at work on the ship, the other four had been hard at work bounty hunting and whatever other jobs they had pulled up at whatever stations they happened to be visiting. The good news was that they all had a shitload of credits.

The better news was that Veronica had declared last night that they were bound for a space station that was kind of like a sex haven.

There were a lot of places to go related to fucking.

And that sounded awesome.

Jared was really to fuck, a lot. Not that he was complaining about the time spent getting to know Vix, she was quickly becoming a good friend, but all the sex he’d been having recently had really reactivated his sex drive. If anything, it had over-amped it. He found himself really horny, a lot of the time now.

It was kind of distracting.

“I’m looking forward to it,” Jared said.

“We call first dibs,” Angel replied immediately, fixing him with an intense stare. He felt a little guilty. When he was hanging out with Vix, he’d been having sex with Veronica or Saf on the few occasions he’d been free to, because he’d felt like he’d given a lot of attention to the other two girls lately and they wanted a turn.

“Fair enough,” he said. “I accept this.”

“You’d fucking better,” Lindsay said. “I want you to tie me down and shove your cock into me like there’s no tomorrow. I really need to unwind.”

Jared laughed. Lindsay really had a way with words. He noticed that Vix was blushing fiercely. “I’ll make sure to get right on that,” he said.

“How long until we get there?” Saf asked.

“Two hours,” Veronica replied. “So all of you better shower up and get ready, because we have got a long day of sex ahead of us.”

Jared was definitely looking forward to it.

…

The space station was simply called Desire.

According to Veronica, it was like one big brothel, and you could find pretty much whatever you wanted here.

And Angel and Lindsay made good on their claim that they had laid on him. They basically forced him to force them to fuck.

Not that he needed any forcing at all.

The two girls each took a hand of his and began leading him through the station, and holy fucking God did they look amazing. They all did, actually. The girls took the opportunity to dress up in pretty fantastically revealing ways. Even Veronica, who never bothered with stuff like that, put on a dress that showed off a lot of thigh and a freaking corset that showcased her fantastically huge breasts. She also didn’t bother wearing any panties at all, and the dress was pretty damn short. Saf also wore a very well-cut, small dress that showed off her tall, excellent figure and really brought out her light blue shade skin.

Lindsay had actually opted to just go straight-up topless. Her huge tits were out for the world to see and all she had on was a thong. So maybe she’d really dressed down more than up, but holy fuck she looked hot, especially because she’d put some kind of dark red highlights in her fur on her face that accentuated her beautiful cyvit features.

Angel, on the other hand, was something else entirely.

She wore an intricate outfit of leather, lace, chains, and fishnet stockings. She had on some makeup that really seemed to make her eyes pop and her horns stand out. Her outfit seemed like it was designed by engineers to show off and accentuate her every curve. Jared noticed that the three of them were getting a lot of stares as they walked through the station’s lavish thoroughfare. He was happy to note that a lot of them were envious stares.

It was nice being on the other end of that, for once.

And this station, just...wow!

There were a lot of straight-up naked people walking around. A lot of insanely hot naked women, too. And not just human women either, but women of all types. He saw a lot of dysil, cyvits, and xenians walking around. Some of them buying, some of them selling. All of them looking like they were having a good time.

And there were so many places to go.

Brothels, sex clubs, strip clubs, bars, restaurants, sex shops that sold everything. There were places where you could go and either watch or perform in live sex, right there in front of everyone. And there were a lot of people doing it.

“Why have I never heard of this place?” Jared asked, finally speaking after about five minutes of walking through the station, just taking it all in.

“They don’t really advertise,” Angel replied. “And they don’t let just anyone in. You have to be invited.”

“Wow. Interesting,” he murmured.

“Yep,” Lindsay replied. “There’s no creeps here. No, you’ve got to be respectful of sex and of everyone around you. Although...”

“Although?” Jared pressed.

Lindsay smirked. “Watch this,” she said.

They stopped and watched.

Jared saw a very attractive woman who was, surprisingly, wearing very simple clothing. She wasn’t really dressed up, just a t-shirt and jogging shorts. She was a human woman, a petite brunette. The only other thing really out of place he saw was that she had a red bandanna tied around her arm. It really stood out.

Suddenly, as she walked by a space in between two shops, two men leaped out. One grabbed her and the other clapped a hand over her mouth.

They carried her away.

A few people looked, and smirked, then kept walking.

“Wh-what was that all about?” he asked.

“You saw that red bandanna?” Angel asked as they started walking again.

“Yeah...” He could hear the woman shouting now.

“That’s what people tie around their arms if they want to get jumped and force-fucked. It’s pretty much literally a target you can put on yourself, and everyone here knows that anyone wearing that will be okay with it if you kidnap them, hold them down and fuck them. They get off on it. I’ve worn that bandanna several times,” Angel explained. “Oh my God, the best time I had was when I got grabbed by four fucking dysil guys. They fucking gang-banged me for like an hour and fucking covered and filled me with spunk. I had to shower for a while, but it was so worth it.”

“What if it goes wrong?” Jared asked.

“You remember when they had you pick and record a safe word before coming onboard?” Angel replied.

“Yeah, that seemed a little strange,” he said.

“Say that safe word anywhere on the station and security will hear it. There’s no door they can’t unlock. There’s nowhere security on this station can’t get to. And even then, they have a state-of-the-art monitoring system in place that records your vitals and can generally tell if you are in genuine distress. There’s a lot of safeguards and checks in place for just such a thing, but as far as I’ve known, they’ve never had a problem. The filtering system they have is very, very good. And I think a big reason is just because, honestly, there’s no reason to do anything bad here. You don’t have to force anyone to do anything, because you can just go find someone else who’s into it.”

“Huh,” Jared murmured, considering it.

Maybe he would take advantage of that red bandanna system later…

The three of them arrived at the place they were going to. It was a BDSM-themed club and brothel that had a stage for live shows and a ton of back rooms where you could rent either the room or a hooker to do whatever you wanted, or have whatever you wanted done to you. Jared immediately took a liking to the place.

He, Angel, and Lindsay rented a room for two hours and headed back.

The room was pretty great.

There was a huge, four-post bed, done up in red silk. There were powerful, strong looking straps attached to every post, with cuffs at the end. Whoever got locked up in those wasn’t going to get out. There were a pair of tables with a fair amount of straps on them. A girl could be locked up in a lot of different positions on those tables.

There were also rigs hanging from the ceiling and the walls, and a table that held a lot of different sex toys and tools.

“Wow,” Jared said as he closed the door and started taking his clothes off.

“Wow indeed,” Angel murmured. “Oh man, I love this place so much.”

“How should we begin?” Jared asked.

Angel sighed and rolled her eyes. “How many times have told you not to ask-” He cut off her mid-sentence with a slap across the face.

She stumbled back and he could tell she hadn’t been expecting that at all. Which was exactly what he’d been hoping for.

“Take your fucking clothes, both of you. Now!” he snapped.

“Oh-okay,” Angel whimpered. “We’ll do what you want, just don’t hurt us.”

“I won’t have to you if you do what you’re told,” Jared growled at them.

Both women began undressing. Jared was already getting hard, preparing to enjoy this entire session.

Soon, both of them stood naked before them, both looking at the floor, not meeting his eyes. He walked right up to Angel and kissed her hard on the mouth, running his hands possessively over her body, groping her huge tits and her fat ass, squeezing her roughly. She moaned quietly in distress and tried to move away from him, but he grabbed her and held her in place. She kept struggling and he pulled away, sighed and hit her in the ribs.

“No, please, don’t!” she moaned.

“Then stop fucking struggling!” he screamed at her.

He then grabbed her shoulders and forced her to her knees. Once she was down there, he grabbed her head and forced his cock into her mouth. She cried out as he started fucking her mouth, making her gag as the head of his dick hit the back of her throat.

“That’s right, fucking whore,” he said, fucking her roughly. “Suck on it.”

Abruptly, he reached over with one hand, slipped his arm around Lindsay’s slim waist and yanked her closer. He started making out with her, groping her tight ass and her huge, furry tits. After a little bit, he forced her down onto her knees as well.

“Lick it, both of you,” he said.

Angel took his cock out of her mouth, coughing, and then both of them began licking the head of his dick. Pleasure sizzled through him as they did this, both of them had their eyes squeezed shut, a look of tremendous fear and disgust on their faces. He wasn’t sure he’d ever get over just how good they were at acting.

“All right, up!” he snapped, yanking Angel up. Lindsay quickly stood.

He grabbed Lindsay, brought her over to the bed and then threw her onto it. “Spread your legs!” he screamed.

As she did this, he grabbed Angel, forced her over to the bed and bent her over it. “Eat her pussy,” he said, getting behind her, settling his hands on her ass.

“Please, please don’t make me do that,” she moaned. “I’ll do whatever you want. I’ll let you put it in my ass or come in my mouth, just please don’t make me do that.”

“You’ll do whatever the fuck I tell you to do or I’ll really hurt you, fucking slut,” he replied. He grabbed her by the hair and forced her head into Lindsay’ crotch. “Now eat her fucking pussy like you’re lesbians in love!” he screamed.

Angel moaned, then did so again even louder as he pushed his cock into her pussy from behind. As he started pounding her from behind, feeling up her thick dysil ass, Lindsay let out a soft moan. Angel began licking her clit, eating her cyvit pussy out.

“That’s a good girl, eat that pussy,” he said, fucking her harder.

Both women began to moan louder. More pleasure was burning through him now as he buried his cock in Angel over and over again. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, even louder than their moans. Jared smacked her fat, orange ass hard, then gripped her broad hips and pushed even deeper into her.

After another minute or so, he pulled his cock from Angel, causing her to cry out in surprise. “All right,” he said, yanking her up by her hair. “Your turn,” he said, looking at Lindsay. He sat Angel down roughly on the edge of the bed. “Don’t fucking move,” he snapped.

She nodded quickly and looked away.

Jared climbed on top of Lindsay and forced her further up the bed, then took a moment to clamp her down into place with the straps and cuffs. Once that was done, he yelled for Angel to get up and straddle her face.

“Now you eat her pussy,” he said.

Lindsay groaned as Angel settled over her face. Jared got into position in between her trim, athletic thighs and slipped his cock inside of her slippery, hot pussy and started pounding the fuck out of her while Lindsay started eating Angel out. He could see her tongue working furiously as she licked Angel’s clit, causing the busty dysil to moan loudly, her eyes squeezed shut again, hands over her face, trying to hide it.

He let himself enjoy every second of this, but Lindsay’s pussy was just so good, so tight, so fantastically hot and wet that he didn’t last for much longer. “You! Here! Now!” he snapped to Angel, who quickly climbed off of Lindsay’s face. As soon as she was close enough, he grabbed her head, brought it down roughly to his cock, which he pulled out of Lindsay’s incredibly wet pussy and shoved it into Angel’s mouth.

Jared let out a loud, long moan as he started coming immediately. Angel let out a loud moan of despair as he began jetting his seed into her mouth.

“Suck, you fucking worthless whore,” he growled as he came, his cock spurting thick sprays of his seed into her. “Suck or I’ll fucking beat the shit out of you.”

He moaned loudly as Angel began to suck hard. He kept fucking her mouth and forcing her to stuck him until he was totally dry.

“No more. Please, no more,” Angel moaned, coughing as she fell away.

“Yes, more,” he replied, still hard, still horny, wanting another orgasm. “More, you fucking slut,” he said.

Abruptly, he stood up, grabbed her and yanked her off the bed, then he pulled her over to one of the tables and bend her forcefully over it. He strapped her legs to the table, then brought two straps down from the other side of the table and cuffed her wrists, so that she was bent over the table, and she absolutely could not get up.

“No! Please! No more!” she cried.

“Shut the fuck up,” he replied as he grabbed some lube and rubbed his cock down. He got up against her, placed his hands on her ass and then put his dick right up it.

“No! Not my ass! It hurts!” she yelled as he pushed his way into her thick, alien ass.

“I don’t give a fuck if it hurts, you worthless piece of meat,” he growled, pushing his way into her ass even harder.

She cried out as he pounded her fat ass.

“Please! Stop! Stop!” she screamed.

Sighing, Jared pulled his cock from her ass, walked over to the table littered with sex toys, grabbed a simple, thick piece of cloth meant as a very basic gag and walked back. “I told you to shut the fuck up,” he said, coming behind her. He wrapped the gag around her head, settling it into her mouth, and tied it tightly against the back of her head.

“There’s a good fuckwhore,” he said as he pushed his cock back into her thick, well-padded alien ass.

Angel let out a loud, crying moan, her head lying flat against the table. She struggled vainly against the restraints.

“That sounds way better,” he said, pounding her even harder.

The pleasure soon overwhelmed him and then he was coming, his cock spitting its seed forcefully up her ass. His hips jerked forward with each fresh spasm, and each time it sent a wave of raw bliss careening through him, filling him utterly with dark sexual satisfaction. He moaned loudly, gripping her hips in his hands, fingertips digging into her skin. He came hard, filling her up, continuing to thrust deep into her until he was finished, then he carefully extracted his cock from her and began letting her up.

“There, how was that? Make up for all the lost time?” he asked.

“I guess so,” Angel replied, grinning at him.

“Yeah, while you were busy with your new girlfriend. Have you fucked her yet? How is she? Guys always talk about how fucking tight xenian girls are,” Lindsay said.

Angel stood up and joined him in helping uncuff her. “No, I haven’t fucked her yet, Lindsay. I’m...getting there, I think. I don’t know if she even wants to fuck me.”

“She wants to fuck you,” Angel replied.

“You sound so sure when you say that. How can you know?” he replied.

Her grin broadened. “I did some eavesdropping,” she admitted.

“What did you hear?” Jared asked.

“Her and Saf talking in the rec room last night. They thought no one else was around. I happened to be walking by...Vix says she really wants to fuck you and Saf was encouraging her, but Vix says she’s still nervous. Saf told her to take her time, but also maybe that she should just do it. Just jump back into the pool, and if she doesn’t like it, she can get right out of the pool, that you won’t try to force her to do anything she doesn’t want to do.”

“That is true,” Jared said.

“Yeah. Saf was being supportive. I think she’s close, Jared.”

“Provided she hasn’t gone off and fucked some other guy or girl on the station,” he replied. “Although maybe that’d be easier on her. Fuck a total stranger instead of someone she has to live and work with.”

“I don’t think she’ll do that. Did she even leave the ship?” Lindsay asked.

“She said she would in a little while. She was still there when we left. I don’t know if she’s still there or not,” Angel replied. “Now, let’s stop talking about this and take a shower. Then, I want another session. Your whole ‘forcing your dick up my ass’ thing is fucking hot and feels really good, and I think Lindsay deserves a good forced ass fuck.”

“That does sound hot,” Lindsay agreed.

“Okay, just give me a minute. I came twice in like five minutes,” he replied.

“You get ten minutes, then you’d better be hard again,” Angel said, heading off towards a shower stall at the back of the room.

…

Not only did they use up all the time they had paid for at that sex club, they ended up buying an additional hour. The girls really put him through the wringer and as a result, he needed an honest break after he’d tied them down and fucked all their holes several times over. They all ended up going for a soak in a public hot tub, where he nearly drifted off. So they got out, dried off and headed for a restaurant.

After they ate, the girls said they’d taken up enough of his time and said he should probably go hunt down one of the others.

He’d tried to get hold of Saf, but she wasn’t answering, so instead he’d tracked down Veronica. The two of them were now walking along a thoroughfare.

“So, what’d you do?” he asked.

“I’ve been fucking everyone I can find,” she replied. “It’s way easier to get laid around here for me. You’d be surprised at how many guys I turn soft just by being seven feet tall. It’s nice to find some guys that are up to the challenge.”

Jared grinned. “Like me.”

“Yeah, like you. Although you’re quite different. You’re also up to the challenge of being my friend...and letting me fuck the shit out of you when the mood takes me. Almost no one lets me ride them, which sucks, cause I love riding. I seriously love that you let me do that to you, you know,” she said.

“It’s pretty hot...though it does hurt sometimes. But I’m willing to make the sacrifice.”

“Good. What about you? What have you been doing?”

He told her about the BDSM-filled sex romp he’d had with Angel and Lindsay, and she laughed. “Sounds like a lot of fun...so what do you want to do? Threesome? Foursome? Orgy? I’d suggest just a you-and-me fuck, but we can do that any day. Hey, maybe we could fuck in public, I bet we’d draw quite a crowd.”

“I’m not entirely sure if I’m ready for that,” he admitted. “Actually, I had a plan in mind.”

Veronica raised an eyebrow. “Oh yeah?”

“Yep.”

He’d done the research and checked the official policy of the station, and had confirmed Angel’s and Lindsay’s stories. The red bandannas were real. Anyone wearing them agreed to legitimately be fair game to anyone who wanted to kidnap and force fuck them.

And that’s exactly what he wanted to do.

“You see those red bandannas?” he asked.

Veronica broke into a wide grin. “You are a bad, bad boy, Jared,” she said. “You know that? A naughty boy. I think we’ve corrupted you.”

“Yep, you sure have. Now help me capture one of these hot chicks, hold her down and fuck the shit out of her. I’ll make her eat your pussy,” he said.

“Deal.”

They continued walking through the thoroughfare, then began breaking off into some of the quieter, less traveled areas.

“What about her?” Veronica asked quietly.

Jared saw who she was indicating. He shook his head. “No, I want a redhead,” he replied. “I’m sure about that at least.”

Veronica sighed. “You and your redheads. Men and their fucking redheads. It’s a shock that all women don’t dye their hair red.”

“Why don’t you?” he asked.

“Cause I don’t give a shit and because I’m fucking hot enough on my own.”

“That’s very true. Your rack is amazing,” he replied. “And your face is seriously beautiful.”

She snorted. “Thanks.” She paused. “Ooh, look. There. Redhead, two o’clock.”

Jared looked at her. The woman was wearing a red dress that really set off her hair, which was done up in a beautiful style that framed her pale face. She was shorter than he was used to, maybe five and a half feet tall. Trim, but busty. Great thighs. She had that red bandanna around her right arm. He grinned.

“Let’s get her.”

Veronica chuckled darkly.

They began following her. If she noticed, she didn’t say or do anything. Jared wanted to do this quickly, before anyone else grabbed her. He already had an erection that was straining against his pants. He couldn’t believe he was actually going through with something like this. As the redhead passed an alleyway between two buildings, Jared and Veronica made their move. He suddenly ran up, put one arm around her stomach and clapped a hand over her mouth. She let out a surprised sound as he picked her up and dragged her into the alleyway.

“Shut the fuck up,” he growled at her as she started shouting against his hand. She squirmed in his grasp, but she didn’t actually seem to be trying too hard to get away.

He dragged her down the length of the alley until they came to another alcove that crossed it. He pulled her out of sight, then threw her onto the carpeted floor. Unlike a city, everything was artificial in a space station, and apparently, since anyone could decide to fuck pretty much anywhere at anytime, they had carpeted a lot of the space station, even the alleyways between buildings, in some really soft material.

“Don’t hurt me!” the woman cried, trying to get up.

“Shut up,” Veronica replied, grabbing her and forcing her down onto her knees.

“Be a good girl and I won’t have to hurt you,” Jared replied as he pulled his cock out. “Be a bad girl, and I will hurt you. Get her tits out,” he said.

Veronica slipped the straps of the dress off her shoulders and yanked the dress down, freeing her perfect, pale tits.

Man, she did have big breasts.

Jared spent a bit groping them. They felt amazing in his hands, better than they would have otherwise, because this was a complete stranger that was roleplaying the most realistic forced sex scenario he’d ever taken part in.

“Suck it,” he said, putting his cock in her face.

The redhead looked up at him with beautiful green eyes. She wasn’t quite as good at acting as the other ladies he’d done this with, and he could immediately see she was really getting off on this, and she reached out and gripped his cock. Slowly, tentatively, she stuck her tongue out and touched it lightly against the head of his cock.

“I said suck it!” he screamed at her.

“Please! Just...I need a minute,” she whispered.

He sighed. “Veronica?”

“You got it, boss.”

She grabbed the woman’s head and forced it forward, so that his cock was shoved entirely into her mouth. She let out a muffled cry.

“I got her,” he said, and Veronica let go of her. As soon as she did, Jared placed his hands on the back of her head and started fucking her in the mouth. He looked around as he forced her to suck his cock. Jeez, it was so weird to be doing this out in the middle of an alleyway. It was hidden away, but...also very exposed.

Anyone could wander back here.

That just made it even hotter.

“Okay, I want to fuck her now,” he said. He pulled his cock from her mouth. “On your hands and knees, now!” he shouted.

“Please, just let me go,” she moaned. “I won’t tell anyone, I promise. Please don’t fuck me,” she begged.

Jared slapped her across the face. “I told you what would happen if you weren’t a good girl,” he said. “Now turn around! Hands and knees!”

“Please! Please don’t make me!” she cried.

He hit her again, harder this time, then had Veronica force her down into a doggystyle position. The redhead moaned as Jared got onto his knees behind her, grabbed her dress and pulled it up over her shapely ass.

He grinned. “You fucking whore, you aren’t even wearing panties,” he said.

She had a great ass. Thick and heart-shaped, smooth and pale. It was the kind of ass you tended to see in high quality porn. Her pussy looked very inviting between her legs: pink and glistening and smooth.

“No, please, please don’t fuck me,” she begged.

“Veronica, put her mouth to good use,” he replied as he got up against her and began shoving his cock into her pussy.

“I was waiting for you to say that,” she said.

Jared groaned as he buried himself in this mystery woman’s vagina. She was so fucking wet and hot inside, and seriously tight. He gripped her hips and started fucking her harder, causing her to throw her head back, hair flying as she cried out.

“That’s it, fucking whore, scream all you want,” he said, slapping her ass hard enough to leave a red mark.

Veronica got down onto her butt, positioning herself beneath the redhead’s face, and pulled her dress up, revealing her perfect pussy. She grabbed the woman’s head and forced it down into her crotch. “Eat it, slut,” she said, gripping her with a handful of her hair.

The redhead tried to say something, but it was lost to Veronica’s pussy. The big Amazonian moaned as she started receiving oral sex. “That’s it, you fucking whore,” she growled. “Put that tongue to use. How’s her pussy?” she asked, looking at Jared with wickedness in her eyes.

“Tight, hot, and seriously wet,” he replied. “I can’t wait to blow my fucking load all over her insides,” he added.

The redhead let out a startled shout and tried to raise her head. “I didn’t say you were finished yet!” Veronica snapped.

She raised her head suddenly, slapped her hard and then forced her face back down into her crotch. Jared groaned as he pounded her pussy from behind, sliding his cock rapidly in and out of this stranger, feeling the slick, hot pleasure burning through him, filling him. This was truly another experience and it made him feel weird and good and bad all at once. He was literally pretending to force a complete stranger to take his cock. He had actually grabbed this woman, who he had never seen before in his life, brought her into an alley, and then had forced her to suck and fuck his dick. And to eat Veronica’s pussy.

And holy fuck was she getting off on it.

Even as he was thinking this, the woman began to moan in a high-pitched, muffled voice and he could feel her coming all over his dick. The orgasm must have been tremendous and powerful because she was bucking and trembling and shaking from it, screaming into Veronica’s vagina. “I think she likes it,” Jared said.

“Of course she likes it,” Veronica replied. “She’s a dirty little fucktoy.”

Jared wanted to come in her badly, wanted to feel that same pleasure, so he didn’t hold back. He let himself become overwhelmed by the sheer sexual satisfaction of fucking this redheaded’s pussy and cried out, hunching forward, as his orgasm was shocked into existence. He groaned loudly as waves of raw sexual bliss flew through him, renewing each time a fresh volley of his seed was deposited into this woman’s pussy even as she came on his dick. He was distantly aware of Veronica enjoying her own orgasm, panting and moaning as she came, spraying her inner thighs and the carpeted floor. She was such a squirter.

So, apparently, was this redhead.

Jared slowly came down from the orgasm. He took a deep breath and let it out smoothly, then pulled his softening cock from the woman. He tucked it away and zipped up, then sat down heavily against the nearest wall.

“Oh my God,” the redhead whispered, falling forward onto the floor.

Veronica stood up and rearranged her dress, then stretched and popped her neck. For a moment, nobody spoke.

“So, um...was that what you were hoping for?” Jared asked.

The woman stirred, then slowly sat up. Her big, beautiful breasts were still exposed, so her was her vagina and thick thighs. She looked at him with a smile on her face. “Yes, oh my God, yes. That’s what I wanted. Um...I’m Linda,” she said.

“Jared,” he replied. “I’m guessing you picked up on her name,” he said.

“Thank you,” Linda said as she began adjusting her dress. “Um...I’ve never done anything like that. I was so nervous, but I decided to go through with it. And you were just...you two were so good at it. I’m guessing you’re veterans of Desire?”

“It’s my first time here, actually,” Jared replied. “But I roll with a group of ladies who are very into this kind of stuff.”

“Wow. Um, it was really nice. Although wow, it was intense,” she said. Linda reached up and pulled the bandanna off her arm. “I think I’ll take it easy for the rest of the night. Um...I kinda want to have sex with you again. Like...more normal sex. Um...would you be interested in, like, dinner and then sex in my hotel room?” she asked.

“Just me? Or both of us?” Jared asked.

“Uh...just you. No offense, Veronica. You’re so pretty and you seem really awesome...”

“No, it’s fine,” Veronica replied. “You two have fun. I’m gonna go hit a sex club and see if I can get double-stuffed.”

“Good luck,” Jared said.

“Nice meeting you,” Veronica said.

“You too,” Linda replied.

They both got up and awkwardly looked at each other. “I guess we should shower before dinner,” she said finally.

“Probably a good idea,” Jared replied.

“Come on, I’ll show you my place.”

…

Two hours later, Jared found himself alone again.

His whirlwind fling with Linda had been strange, exhilarating, and a little exhausting. They’d ended up fucking in the shower, then going out to dinner together, then coming back to her hotel and fucking again, and then they’d decided to part ways. Jared had tried to contact the others. Saf finally sent a single message back over his Link.

It just said: In an orgy right now.

So she was out. Angel and Lindsay had found a pair of professionals to dominate them, so he’d left them to it, and Veronica had indeed found a couple of guys to double-stuff her. So, he decided to see what Vix was up to.

It had been awhile, surely she’d found someone to sleep with by now.

So he shot her a message over his Link.

JARED: Hey, Vix, how’s everything going? You having any fun?

VIX: Sort of.

JARED: Sort of? End up with someone bad in bed?

VIX: No. I haven’t really left the ship.

JARED: Really? Why not?

VIX: Too nervous.

JARED: Want some company? I could come back.

VIX: No, not if you’re busy.

JARED: I’m not busy.

VIX: Well, okay then.

JARED: Coming back now.

VIX: Thanks.

He began hurrying back to the ship, suddenly feeling bad for her. All of them had all been out here, enjoying this space station and all of its sexual wonders, and Vix had been too nervous to work up the nerve to go out and join them.

Maybe he could help her. Even if it didn’t mean sleeping with her, it’d be nice to just hang out with Vix. Once you got past the kind of standoffish exterior and the social awkwardness, she was actually really cool, nice, smart, and charismatic in her own way. She just had a hard time believing that she was any of these things.

And Jared liked spending time with her.

He got back to the ship and once he came into it, ended up finding Vix hanging out in her room. She was on her bed beneath the blankets, a tablet in hand when he came into the room after she’d told him to come in.

“Hey,” he said, sitting down in her computer chair. “How are you doing?”

“I’m...okay,” she replied quietly. It seemed kind of obvious that she wasn’t.

“You don’t seem like you’re okay...you want to talk about it?” he asked. She hesitated, chewing on her lip. “If...if you don’t want to, I won’t try to make you. But you kind of seem like maybe you want someone to kind of push you a little bit. If that’s not the case, I’ll back off.”

She sighed. “I guess I do,” she muttered, setting the tablet down on the nightstand next to her. “I’m...really unhappy,” she said, then she stopped talking. Jared waited. Vix pressed on. “I haven’t had sex since my boyfriend betrayed me six months ago. I haven’t been able to...to trust anyone with that level of intimacy. I’ve tried but I couldn’t do it. I’ve always been kind of weird about sex. Like...I never told you about my parents.”

He shook his head. “No, you avoided them.”

“Yeah, there’s a reason for that. They were...crazy. Like, humans think they have the market corner on crazy conservatives, but xenians can be just as bad. My parents were what they call purists. No daughter of theirs was going to have anything to do with any other species, let alone actually dating or having sex with one. Especially not humans. Ugh, they hated humans. We grew up poor and, consequently, had to live in a ‘mixed’ colony. Basically, not a completely xenian colony. There were some humans and cyvits, and I was always drawn to humans in school. But I had to fucking hide it. Every time I wanted to see my non-xenian friends I had to lie and lie and lie to my parents. I grew to hate them quickly.” She heaved a disgusted sigh.

“And it wasn’t just that, too. It was sex. They were so strict on sex. Never wanted to talk about it, always on my ass about any boys I’d been around. Heh. My only lucky break was that they never suspected I was into girls, too. Got away with a lot of girl-on-girl action during my early years. And boys, too, whenever I could manage it. I loved it. I loved having sex so much. But, ugh...” she stopped talking abruptly and actually shuddered.

Jared took a calculated risk, got up and sat down on the bed. He reached out and placed a hand over hers. She hesitated slightly, then she turned her hand over and gripped his, squeezing it. She took a deep breath.

“My parents found out I was...enjoying myself when I was seventeen. I...ugh. Got walked in on in the middle of a threesome with a human couple I’d been kind of being a fuck friend to. My parents just utterly lost their shit. They pretty much disowned me and told everyone in the colony. Like, seriously, they told everyone ‘what a filthy, interspecies, human-fucking slut’ I was. I was so...” she shuddered. “A lot of people were slut-shaming me and I had to live there for a year. I was seventeen and dead broke, and I knew I needed to get through high school. So I put up with it, moved in with a friend. I couldn’t find a job fucking anywhere, so I became a prostitute, you know, off the record. And, you know, that just...it took this thing that I loved so much, this activity that was so carefree and fun, and turned it into something so ugly and miserable…and, I mean, I don’t have anything against prostitutes, it’s just that I was forced to do it...”

Her voice broke briefly and she stopped, closing her eyes.

“Come here,” Jared said quietly.

She sat up suddenly and wrapped him in a hug, holding him so tightly it almost hurt. “I didn’t have sex for like two years after I got out of there,” she said, her face pressed into his shoulder. She was crying now. He slowly rubbed her back, holding her close to him. It felt weird, but he pushed those feelings aside. It didn’t matter if it felt kind of strange, she needed this and he was going to help her. Jared had always been bad with emotions, but he at least knew what to do with someone who was crying.

“I’m sorry,” he said quietly, after a moment.

“Me too,” she said, then suddenly she laughed. “I’m pretty fucking sorry that happened,” she said, then laughed again, louder. She pulled back. “God, I don’t know why I’m laughing.” She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “It’s been a long time since I’ve told a guy that,” she said finally, reigning in her emotions.

“Or anyone, I guess. Anyone new. So...you can see why I’m kind of fucked up about sex. I mean, I’ve mostly gotten over it...mostly. I think. I’ve had sex a lot since then. Well, maybe not a lot compared to anyone onboard...uh, not that that’s a bad thing! I’m not judging. Just...”

“It’s okay, Vix,” he said.

She laughed nervously, shook her head, sniffed. “I’m so bad at being social. But that’s pretty much the gist of it. Um...hold on. I’ll be right back.” She got up and moved into the bathroom. He heard her blow her nose, then wash her face. She came back and sat down on the bed with him. “Thank you, for that. I...some guys I’ve gotten intimate with get all weirded out if I cry around them, some of them just can’t be bothered to actually deal with me and my emotions. And you...listened. And that means a lot. We haven’t known each other very long, but I just get along with you. You don’t ping my anxiety radar, you know?”

“That’s good to hear.”

“Yeah, I mean, I think it’s just because you’re so laid back and non-judgmental. Plus, you know, Saf trusts you, and I love Saf. She’s my best friend. I trust her, and she trusts you enough to make love with you and sleep next to you. We’ve actually...been talking a lot. About you.”

“Oh?”

“...yeah. She said...” she sighed and shook her head. “I’m just going to dive into the pool,” she muttered. “I want to try having sex with you,” she said, looking him in the eye now. “Do you think...we could do that? I mean, I know I can’t compare with all the amazing sex I’m sure you’ve been having out there on Desire, but-”

He stopped her. “Vix...I’d love to make love with you,” he replied. “And you don’t have to...be amazing, or anything. I want to have sex with you because, well, yes, I’m attracted to you, I’m so attracted to you, actually. You’ve got a thing for human guys, I’ve seriously got a thing for xenian girls. But not my point. My point is that I want to make love with you because I like you, not just because I think you’ll be a good fuck. Although I’m sure we’ll have a good time.”

She smiled, blushing fiercely. It was that much more obvious because of her milky white skin. “Well...thank you,” she said quietly.

“Before we begin, I just want to be totally clear: don’t hesitate to tell me no, or stop. If you decide you don’t want to do this yet, or ever, just tell me flat out. If I’m doing something you don’t like, don’t put up with it, just tell me to stop. And I will respect that. And I won’t be mad at you. Okay?” he asked.

“Okay. I...thank you. Ideally that would go without saying, but...it’s so good to actually hear it. I’ve,” she looked away, “I’ve done that before. Just put up with things...I didn’t like it.”

“Please, don’t ever do that with me.”

“I won’t. I promise.”

He smiled. “Okay. Let’s get started.”

For a moment, both of them just sat there, looking at each other. Jared really took the time to study her face as they did. She was very beautiful in a unique kind of way. She didn’t have that porn star or stripper attraction that Angel or Veronica had, or that elegant beauty that Saf had, but she wasn’t plain, either. She was just...unique. She looked different, in a good way, from a lot of people. The strange planes of her face, her unfamiliar bone structure that was almost, but not quite, like a humans’, really helped accentuate and highlight this beauty. She had brilliant white glowing eyes, as almost all xenians did.

Her black hair was pulled into a small ponytail, as there was just enough hair to do so.

She leaned in finally, slowly, moving her face closer to his until their lips were centimeters apart. She pressed her soft, red lips against his own. Slowly, Jared reached back and placed his hands on her back, pulling her closer to him. He kissed her back, deepening the kiss, and Vix let out a loud, muffled moan as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. She began kissing him more passionately then, making out with him fiercely, grabbing him. She gripped his shirt and yanked it up. He broke the kiss and let her get it off of him.

“Fuck me,” she whispered. “Now. I need it now,” she said, louder. “Fuck, it’s like someone just hit the go button on my sex drive.”

“Don’t worry,” he said as he pulled her shirt up over her head. “I’ll fuck you. I’ll fuck you really good. Or I’ll try, anyway. But I’m gonna build it up a lot. I’m going to make you come a lot tonight, Vix,” Jared replied.

“I promise, I’ll return the favor,” she said.

She hadn’t been wearing a bra. Jared stared down at her smooth, pale breasts. She had b-cups that looked really nice on her petite little frame. She seemed to notice his gaze and hesitated. “You okay?” he asked.

“I...yeah. I just...I’m really self-conscious about my, you know, my tech implants. And my boobs,” she replied.

“Your boobs are awesome,” he replied, and they fucking were. “And your implants are sexy,” he replied. She had flat silver discs running in a line between her breasts, and another long, smooth, flat gray device built into her body, just below her ribcage. Honestly, he was surprised by how few she had compared to most. He saw two more implants, one on each shoulder, but there were none visible along her arms.

“Thanks,” she said quietly, relaxing.

He had her lay on her back and rested on his hands, positioned above her, staring down at her, smiling at her. He leaned down and resumed making out with her, kissing her deeply, passionately, twining their tongues together.

He loved the way she tasted.

He loved the way she ran her hands over his body, the way she moaned in an almost desperate, passionate pleasure.

After a little bit, he broke the kiss, then kissed her cheek, then her jawline, then down her neck, her collarbone, her chest.

He settled on her breast and licked across one of her perfect, pink little nipples.

Vix let out a loud gasp that became a moan as he continued licking across her nipples, switching back and forth between them.

“Oh, oh yes!” she moaned, grabbing his head, running her thin fingers through his hair. “Jared, yes! My nipples…they’re so sensitive,” she whispered.

He started sucking on one of them as she moaned again, even louder. After a bit, he stopped sucking on her pale tits, but only for a moment. He moved down lower, undoing the button and zipper on the jeans she’d been wearing. He gripped them and pulled them and her panties down, revealing her bare, smooth vagina, her trim, athletic thighs, her slim hips. He set her clothes aside and then finished taking off his own clothes and laid down beside her. Slipping a hand down in between her thighs, he parted the lips of her pussy with his fingertip.

Vix gasped softly as his fingertip found her clit.

He began to gently massage it and she moaned.

“Oh wow,” she whispered, then moaned again, louder, as he leaned down and began to suck on her nipple again. “Oh yes!” she moaned. “Oh, Jared, I’d forgotten what this felt like. I haven’t been touched in six freaking months.”

He started rubbing her clit a bit faster and harder, making little circles with his fingertip. He wanted to stimulate her, wanted to pleasure her intensely. He wanted to give her that slow build of sexual satisfaction that women seemed to love so much. He continued switching between her nipples, licking and sucking them, and fingering her. After about a minute, he slipped his finger into her pussy and she gasped and moaned even louder.

Holy fuck.

She was really tight, and really wet.

And so hot. He’d forgotten that xenian women ran several degrees higher naturally than humans because of their technology so, consequently, they had hotter pussies.

He pushed up, into her most sensitive spot, and she cried out.

“Yes! Right there! That-oh-fuck yes!” she shrieked, and then she was coming.

It was powerful, that orgasm. She let out a low scream of pure ecstasy and he felt her vagina convulse around his finger. Almost immediately there was a spray of hot sex juices escaping around his finger, spraying her bed and her inner thighs and his hand and wrist and forearm. She continued screaming and her tight little body thrashed and trembled, her hips jolting up in rhythm with his finger, which he kept using, stimulating her throughout the entire orgasm. She looked so fucking sexy as she thrashed about on the bed.

When it was over, she went slack, falling against the mattress, chest heaving, rising and falling rapidly as she caught her breath.

“Oh. My. God.”

“That good, huh?” he asked, pulling his finger from her.

She let out a small moan as he did. “Yes. I just...oh wow, I’m crying. I’m fucking crying from that,” she said. “That was-you are amazing.”

“I think some of it was just a huge buildup from not getting any attention for so long.”

“Some was, but no, Jared, like, you’re good. You played me like a fucking instrument. Seriously.” She took a deep breath, let it out slow. “Okay, your turn?”

“No, not yet,” he replied, smiling at her. “I’m giving you another orgasm.”

“Oh, you don’t have to-”

“I want to,” he replied simply, then he laid down in between her pale legs.

“Oh my,” she whispered as he lowered his head towards her crotch. “I haven’t been eaten out in a while and ohhhhh fuck yessss...” she moaned as he touched the tip of his tongue to her clit and slowly began to massage it.

Like before, with his finger, Jared worked up slowly, building the speed and pressure he was applying, and how much of his tongue he was using. He licked faster and faster at her clit, trying to bring her to another orgasm. He was getting really fucking hard and horny and was definitely looking forward to his turn.

Within about a minute, he had her coming again.

She let out an even louder shriek as he ate her out and she began to come again all over her thighs. Jared leaned back and watched her twitch and tremble and shake, her breasts bouncing nicely as she orgasmed powerfully. He watched intently as she came, moaning and yelling her way through the whole climax until once again she fell back against the mattress, breathing heavily, now slicked in sweat.

“Wow,” she whispered. “Saf was right, you are so good at eating pussy.”

“Glad to hear it,” Jared replied.

“Okay, now it is your turn. I am so sucking you dry,” she said, sitting up.

“Fair enough,” he said, unable to keep from smiling.

They traded positions and she got down in between his legs, looking up at him, grinning a sly, sultry grin. He was glad to see her really coming out of her shell. Once she got comfortable, she was actually really confident in bed, it seemed.

She gripped his cock and stuck her pink tongue out, then dragged it across the head, sending a ripple of raw pleasure straight through him.

“Oh fuck yes,” he whispered.

She laughed and continued licking the head of his dick from several different angles, covering it in her saliva and dragging her hot, wet tongue across his super sensitive skin over and over. Then she slipped it into her mouth and started bobbing her head smoothly and surely up and down the length of his shaft, taking his entire cock into her mouth. He felt its head hit the back of her throat over and over again as she sucked him off.

“Fuck, Vix, you are seriously good at this,” he moaned. He was so turned on from seeing a hot, naked xenian woman, and from pleasuring her, that it didn’t really take all that long for him to begin enjoying an orgasm of his own.

After about a minute, not long after she got her hand involved, sucking and jacking him off simultaneously, he started to come into her mouth. She just kept sucking, which only felt even better, as he started shooting his load. Raw, perfect pleasure blasted through him, rushing through his nerves and filling him with pink bliss as his cock forcefully ejected his seed one hard contraction at a time. Vix sucked it all out, and kept sucking even after he was done, then slowly pulled his softening cock from her mouth.

“There,” she said, sitting up after swallowing, “how was that, handsome?”

“Fucking. Amazing.”

“Good. I’ll be right back.”

She got up and made for the bathroom again. When she did, he stared at her ass. Wow, she had a tight, fit, hot ass.

He wondered if she liked anal.

If she did, it would probably be the tightest ass that he had ever fucked.

She gargled, rinsed and spat, then came back, getting into bed. “Can we make love now?” she asked. “I really, really want you to put your dick in me.”

“Yes,” he replied, already getting hard again at the idea. He wanted inside of her, wanted to be connected to her at the most intimate level.

Vix laid on her back and spread her legs. He took another moment to study her trim, lithe, petite form as he got on top of her, in between her legs. She really was a perfect example of a xenian: pale, trim, short, petite.

So, so sexy.

“You coming?” she asked.

“I will be,” he replied.

She laughed. “Come on! I want dick.”

“Yes ma’am.”

He laid down in between her legs and got his cock, which was back up to full salute, resting up against the entrance to her pussy. Oh man, he could just feel the heat radiating off of her, almost like an open furnace.

He slipped in perfectly, smoothly, her pussy so wet and slippery. Both of them moaned as he pushed his way into her.

“Holy fuck you’re big,” she whispered.

“I like to hear that,” he moaned as he worked his cock into her. “But I think it’s just cause you’re so petite and sexually inactive. Fuck, you are tight Vix.”

“Mmm...fill me up,” she murmured, staring up at him with her brilliant white eyes.

She moaned as he pushed himself entirely within her, burying his rigid cock in her tight, wonderful alien pussy.

Jared stared down at her, looking directly into her eyes. There was an immediate spark there, an instant connection that he felt, and he could tell she felt it too. Both of them moaned as they began making love frantically. Jared wasn’t sure what came over him but he couldn’t stop sliding into her, couldn’t seem to temper himself, to try and control himself. This wasn’t the sex he’d gotten used to having, this was different.

This was passionate in a way that almost startled him. Both of them were moaning in unison, pressing against each other, grabbing each other in desperate need.

“Yes, yes, yes, Jared...” she moaned loudly, gripping his back, her legs wrapped tightly around him. “Oh my God, I love this!” she cried, and then she was coming again.

Jared could hardly believe it but he was already orgasming again as well. He moaned loudly as he felt another load of his seed begin to be jetted from the tip of his cock into Vix’s wonderful pussy, filling her up one hard shot at a time. Pleasure bolted through him once again, even more powerful than before. This time, when he came, he didn’t feel like he was in another place, he stayed right there, inside of Vix, staring directly into her eyes as he filled her up with his seed. Both of them moaned as they came together.

As they came down from the sexual high, Jared fell against her, lying a bit to the side, as not to smother her, since she was a good foot shorter than he was. This must be kind of what it was like when he fucked Veronica.

“Well, um...wow,” he said after getting his breath back.

“Yeah. Wow. I uh...I don’t know how to feel about it, or how you feel about it, but...I never had sex that passionate with my last few boyfriends. You...I really like you. Like, a lot apparently. That sex was...I really felt connected with you...”

“I did too,” Jared replied. “Um...I liked it. I liked the connection.”

“Me too. What do you think this means?”

“I think it means...we’re really good friends and we’re going to have a lot of awesome sex together,” he replied.

She laughed. “That makes sense. Mmm...will you stay the night with me? I seriously want more sex from you.”

“Yes. I want much of the same,” he replied.

“Good. Let’s lay here for awhile, then we can shower…and I’ll totally suck your dick in the shower if you bend me over and fuck me hard.”

“Deal.”

…

The next afternoon, they all ended up in the rec room, relaxing, recovering from the debauchery of the previous day.

Saf seemed all business as she gathered everyone’s attention.

“All right, listen up,” she said, and everyone fell silent. “I thought it was about time to talk about our...mission statement. I’ve spoken with a few of you about this individually, but I thought it was best if we all talked about it officially. Basically, I think we should focus on doing...good things. Helping people.”

“Could you be a little more specific?” Jared asked. “I mean, yeah, that sounds good. I just want to know what that entails.”

“Well, like taking down slavers, for example. Or focusing on bounties of real sick bastards that need to be taken out. Putting down violent gangs. Finding people who are lost. You’re really good at that kind of thing, Vix. Stuff like that. I figured that we’ve been living the high life for awhile now. Well...some of us, and I’m not saying we have to stop that, but maybe we start focusing on trying to make people’s lives better. We’ve all done it before, we’ve all helped people, and we could do it again. We could make it our job...what do you think?”

“I’m in,” Veronica said quietly.

“Definitely,” Angel said.

“Sounds good to me,” Lindsay said.

“Yes, I want to do this,” Jared said.

He looked at Vix. She was nodding. “I’d love that to be our goal.”

Saf smiled. “Then let’s get to work.”

CHAPTER 07

“What are you looking at?” Vix asked.

They’d finished making love about fifteen minutes ago and had been laying next to each other in her bed ever since then, just...enjoying each other’s simple presence.

“You,” he replied.

She laughed and rolled her eyes. “Duh. I mean like...what about me?”

“Just your face. You’re really beautiful,” he replied.

She sighed. “Come on, you don’t need to tell me stuff like that. I know I’m not as pretty as anyone else onboard-”

“Vix,” he said, and she fell silent. “You’re beautiful to me. All the women onboard are beautiful, in different ways. I’m not saying that just because, I’m saying it because I really believe it. Seriously, you are freaking beautiful and attractive. I’m not bullshitting you. And...it’s okay. I know what it’s like to feel unattractive. Like, I really know what that’s like.”

She snorted. “Come on, seriously? You’re obviously really cute,” she replied.

“It isn’t obvious to me. And it wasn’t obvious to anyone I went to school with, or after, really. I’ve had really shitty luck with women and I had to conclude that it must be because I’m unattractive,” he said.

“Well, all that stuff you said to me, right back at you. I’m seriously attracted to you. Like, I’ve got the biggest crush on you. And I’m super happy to be having sex with you and sleeping in a bed with you and playing video games with you. You...make me really happy.”

He smiled and hugged her. She hugged him back, holding him against her heated, nude body. He could feel her implants poking into his skin.

There was a knock at the door.

“Yeah?” Vix called, pulling the blankets up further.

“Jared in there?” It was Veronica.

“Uh...yeah.”

“Can I talk to him?” Veronica asked.

“I guess so,” she replied.

“You want to just have her come in here?”

“We’re naked,” she murmured. “Oh...whatever. I don’t really care if anyone onboard sees me naked, I guess. And we’ve got the blankets...come in!”

The door opened and Veronica stepped into the room. She smiled when she saw them. “Maybe we should talk in private,” she said after a moment.

“Why?” Jared replied.

“I don’t know...what you’re cool with,” Veronica replied, looking at Vix.

“I won’t judge you,” she said.

“Oh, I’m not worried about me. I see you and Jared are getting really close and I’m sure he’s let you know that he’s the resident sex toy, but some of the stuff we ask for is a little more than just plain sex,” Veronica explained.

“I’m not going to judge,” Vix said again, looking at him. “I...I was kind of hoping I could watch. I like watching,” she added.

“Okay then,” Veronica said, she stared at Jared. “I watched that video of you choking Lindsay into unconsciousness and then fucking her. And I masturbated to it. More than once. It seriously turned me on. I was hoping you could do something similar to me.”

“Wow,” Vix murmured.

Jared chuckled awkwardly. “Uh...yeah, I could do that,” he replied. “When?”

“About two hours. Now, I want you to attack me. I like the whole getting out of the shower thing,” she said. “But I want a bit more. I’ve got a chemical that I want you to use. Put it on a rag, hold the rag over my mouth, I’ll pass right out. Don’t worry, I’ve done my research, it’s safe. Just make sure to wait until I get to the bed,” she said. “I imagine you’d have a hell of a time picking me up off the floor,” she added, grinning.

“Okay. Um...anything specific you want me to do?”

“Fuck the shit out of me. Then blow your load on my face. Lindsay has said that she totally wants to film this.” She looked at Vix. “Still wanna watch?”

“Yes. I really do,” she replied. She sounded really into the idea.

Veronica smirked. “So you are a dirty girl,” she said.

“Maybe a little,” Vix replied quietly.

Veronica laughed. “Well, if anyone can pull it out of you, it’s Jared. We’ve corrupted him to hell and back. All right, lemme go get you the chemical,” she said, turning and heading out of the room. Jared looked over at Vix.

She was blushing.

“So you into this kind of stuff?” he asked.

“I’m not...sure,” she replied. “I watch a lot of different kind of porn...man, that’s weird to just talk about out loud. A lot of stuff turns me on, but I’ve never really had much of a chance to figure out, you know, what I actually want to do and what’s nicer in theory. If you haven’t picked up on it yet, I haven’t done so well for lovers. And trust was really hard to come by after...all the bad times.”

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

“I do,” she replied after a moment of consideration. “And I trust the girls on this ship. I think I might want to explore here. I feel...well, I feel safe here,” she admitted.

“Good. That’s so good,” he said. “It’s important.”

“I really do appreciate it,” she replied.

Veronica came back into the room with a bottle and a rag. She set both down on the nightstand next to the bed. “Okay. Two hours. Set an alarm. I’ll be in the shower in two hours. Fuck the shit out of me. Ruin me,” she said.

“You got it, you tall slut,” he replied.

She grinned at him, staring at him for a moment. “I gotta get out of here or I’m going to jump you. I’m pretty horny right now,” she said.

Veronica turned and left the room.

“Wow. She’s...intense,” Vix murmured.

“And amazing in bed,” Jared replied. “You should think about fucking her sometime. You know Angel has got one of those strap-ons that lets you feel the sex, right?”

“Oh my God, really?! I’ve always wanted to try one of those. Maybe...” she trailed off, clearly deep in thought.

Jared left her to her fantasies and set an alarm for himself. He’d want to take a shower right beforehand.

Now, to find a way to kill two hours that didn’t involve sex…

…

Two hours passed.

He spent them hanging out with Vix, eating some lunch, then playing some video games together. She had a great love for them, and so did he. So now, here he was, naked, huddled in one corner of a room with Vix, Lindsay in another corner with her camera, already filming, ready to capture the whole experience.

Veronica was in the shower.

Jared had the cloth in one hand, the chemical in another. He was ready for this. Well, he hoped. Doing this to Veronica was quite a bit different. Suddenly, the shower shut off. Oh boy, showtime. Jared put the chemical into the rag and then set the bottle aside. He was breathing heavily now, his cock a stiff erection between his legs, hard as metal and throbbing in anticipation. He was a little worried by how much he wanted to do this.

But whatever, it was go time and he was going to enjoy the fuck out of this.

Another minute passed before Veronica walked out wearing a towel around her huge, busty, fit frame. She walked over to her bed, looking absolutely fucking sexy, her hair wet and down. Jared stood up and carefully moved forward. Veronica moved around to the opposite side of her bed and sat down. As soon as she did, Jared jumped onto the bed and got up against her back. He clamped his hand and the rag down over her mouth.

Veronica let out a muffled, surprised cry.

“Just shut the fuck up and go to sleep you stupid, fucking whore,” he growled in her ear. “Go to sleep, you dumb worthless bitch.”

Veronica struggled weakly, but then she slumped back against him. He took the rag away and laid her onto her back. He took a moment to check her vitals and once he made sure she was okay, he shoved aside the towel and began feeling up her huge tits, taking a long, slow time doing it, enjoying himself. Fuck, he loved her huge breasts so much.

“That’s a good girl,” he whispered, squeezing them and groping them.

After a moment, he got up on top of her and opened up her mouth, then slipped his cock into it. Although she wasn’t sucking him off, the hot wet pleasure and the dark excitement of fucking an unconscious woman in the mouth was enough for him. He moaned as he slid his cock smoothly in and out of her mouth, in between her full, red, wet lips.

“That’s a good fuck toy,” he groaned. “You fucking stupid bitch.” He started fucking her in the mouth a bit harder, pushing her head down into the mattress. The pleasure kind of surprised him and before he knew it, he was coming.

“Oh fuck!” he moaned as he pulled his cock out and started jacking off, shooting a huge clear-white load all over her beautiful face. He groaned as the unexpected pleasure burst through him, holding her head down with one hand while jacking off with the other. The sexual bliss continued to burn through him as he sprayed her face down with his seed, getting the stuff all over her lips, her cheeks, her nose.

When he was done, he rubbed the head of his cock against her lips.

Breathing heavily, still horny, he got up off of her and off the bed. Standing in front of her, he saw that he wouldn’t have to move her very much. Her pussy was right there at perfect fucking height. Jared placed his hands on her knees and pushed her legs open, revealing her smooth, perfect vagina. He loved fucking her so much.

“All right, bitch,” he said to her unconscious body, stepping up and rubbing the head of his cock up against her pussy, in between its lips. “Fucking take it.”

He pushed his cock into her pussy and started fucking her. The pleasure exploded inside of him, filling him with tremendous sexual rapture and a powerful, pink bliss, a dark satisfaction. Jared moaned, settling his hands on her huge, thick, pale thighs and pushed into her harder and faster, burying his cock in her pussy.

He stared up at her enormous, seven-foot body. He loved the way her huge tits swayed with the motion of his fucking. Her head gently rolled, her mouth open, face covered in his seed. She was actually unconscious. He seemed to rediscover that about every thirty seconds, like it just kept dawning on him.

Inside, Veronica was so wet. Jared looked up, suddenly remembering that there were others in the room. He tended to lose himself in his sexual fantasies. He locked eyes with Vix. She was staring intently at him, a look of absolute captivation on her face. She also looked seriously turned on. He grinned at her, then returned his attention to Veronica. He was almost there, almost ready to blow a huge load into her unconscious pussy.

Jared groaned as he started going faster, sliding his cock rapidly in and out of her tight, perfect Amazonian pussy. He took her all in, her huge frame, her broad hips, her thick, enormous thighs. Her huge breasts.

He couldn’t hold back anymore.

Moaning loudly, he started coming a second time inside of her. He gripped her hips and started thrusting harder and deeper into her, letting his hips jerk forward on their own with each fresh contraction, each new spray of his seed that was ejected forcefully from his twitching, throbbing cock. He filled Veronica up one hard pump at a time, a hot, powerful wave of pleasure shooting through him each time.

When it was over and he was done coming inside of her passed out body, he carefully pulled himself out of her and then sat down on the bed.

“So...how was that?” he asked, looking at Lindsay, then at Vix.

“Superbly hot,” Lindsay replied, turning off the camera. “She’s gonna love it.”

“That was so sexy,” Vix said quietly. “I’m so fucking wet right now. Just...wow. Can we fuck soon?” she asked.

Jared laughed. “Yeah, as soon as I have a break, I’ll give you a good fucking,” he replied.

“Good, cause I’m seriously horny. I was kind of thinking it was a weird idea, like, you being rough and mean during sex. I mean, you’re just so kind and gentle when we do it. But that was...I didn’t realize you could be so convincing,” she said.

“Well, um...thanks?” he replied uncertainly.

“Oh no, it’s a good thing. Like, that’s what made it really hot...I guess that makes me sound kinda fucked up,” Vix murmured.

“No, it doesn’t. It’s hot. I was turned on. Veronica asked for this,” Lindsay replied.

Veronica groaned. Jared looked over at her. She opened her eyes and stared up at the ceiling, then slowly sat up. “I taste jizz,” she said.

“I busted all over your face,” Jared replied. “And in your pussy.”

“I have to see it,” Veronica replied, getting up. She moved into the bathroom and cleaned herself up, then came back into the room. Lindsay, who had brought her laptop in with her earlier, hooked the camera into it and replayed the video. All four of them sat on the bed and watched in silence. Jared could hear Veronica breathing heavily not long into the video.

“Holy shit, this is hot,” she whispered. They watched him knock her out, then take advantage of her unconscious body, fucking her in the mouth, coming her on her face, then in her pussy. “I never used to understand the girls that got off on being used like a sex toy, but...I can really see it now. I mean, I still don’t get it, but I don’t have to. It gets me off big time...thanks, Jared.”

“Happy to. Anytime you want me to knock you out and fuck you, just let me know. I’ll be more than happy to do it,” he replied.

Veronica laughed. “All right, leave me alone. I want to watch this by myself,” she said.

Lindsay just grinned. “Have fun,” she said.

They left Veronica alone with her video.

…

“Jared.”

He stopped working on the circuitry he’d been fucking with for the past twenty minutes and peered out from behind the panel he’d opened up. He was in the engine room. Vix stood in the open doorway, looking very tentative.

“Hey, what’s up?” he replied.

“Are you like...super busy right now?” she asked.

“Well, I mean...kinda. Why?”

She hesitated for a moment, then seemed to lose whatever courage she’d come in there with. “Nevermind,” she replied.

“No, Vix, come on, tell me. I could stop being busy if it was important. You obviously came in here for a reason,” he said, getting up.

She sighed and he could see her wrestling with some kind of decision. Finally, she stepped forward. “So...I’ve been thinking about this a lot and...well, given what’s been happening lately and all the...” she smiled and he realized she was blushing now, “...all the awesome sex we’ve been having, I figured you could help me with something.”

“I like where this is going,” he said, coming to stand in front of her.

“Yeah, you’ll love it,” she replied. “This is...hard for me. So I’ll just...say it.” She sighed heavily. “I have like the biggest crush ever on Saf. Like, I’ve wanted to have sex with her since I first met her pretty much. And it’s only gotten stronger over the past few years. I mean, it’s really bad now that I’m with her and around all this...casual sex. So, basically, what I was hoping was, would you ask Saf if she would make me the center of a threesome with you and me?”

“I will ask her that immediately,” he replied.

She laughed. “Good. Do you think she’ll say yes?”

“I’m positive she’ll say yes,” he replied. Jared leaned in and gave her a kiss. “How about you go get ready for ecstasy.”

She grinned. “Make sure you get Angel’s strap-on, would you?”

“Yeah, I’ll make sure to get it.”

They left the engine room and headed back for the dormitories. As Jared hunted down Saf, already getting stiff at the thought of having sex with both of these women at the same time, he thought back. It had been two days since he’d knocked out Veronica with chemicals and fucked her unconscious body. She had made him do it again yesterday. She seriously got off on it. He found Saf in the rec room, watching something.

“Hey, you busy?” he asked, sitting down next to her.

“Not particularly, what’s up?” she replied. He grinned. “I know that grin. You want to stick your cock in me,” she said.

“That is true, but there’s more to it this time...how do you feel about Vix?” he replied.

“I love her, she’s one of my best friends.”

“I mean like...sexually.”

“Oh...oh. She said she wants me?” Saf looked very excited.

“You and me in a threesome. She wants to be in the middle of us as we shower her with sexual attention and affection. And she wants to use the special strap-on on you.”

“That sounds awesome. When does she want to do this? Cause I’m so down for this.”

“Right now. I just gotta go grab the strap-on.”

“I’ll join you,” Saf said.

They both got up and began heading for the dorm section. “I’ve been waiting for Vix to ask me to fuck her for like...literal years. I mean, years.”

“Why didn’t you ask her?”

“I hinted, but you know how she is. She’s...a little fragile. And I didn’t want to push it.”

“Fair enough.”

They found Angel’s room empty and, as Jared remembered that Angel had been spending a lot of time with Lindsay just lately, went into Lindsay’s room. They could hear moaning coming from the bathroom, and the shower running.

Jared poked his head in. “Hey ladies,” he said.

“Jared! You wanna-oh yes right there!-you wanna join us?” Lindsay asked.

“I’d love to, but I’m on a mission. Threesome with Saf and Vix, and Vix wants to use your special toy,” he replied.

“Ooh, sounds sexy,” Angel replied. She let out a loud moan. “Hold on...I just...need to use it a bit...longer...oh fuck yes I’m coming! I’m coming so much!” she yelled.

Jared pulled back the curtain and looked in. He could sense Saf doing the same, looking over his shoulder. Lindsay was bent over, hands up against the wall, huge tits hanging down, looking fantastic, and Angel was behind her, hunched over her, pounding the strap-on into her pussy, moaning in pure bliss as she orgasmed.

Both of them continued staring at the sexual interaction until Angel straightened up and began to carefully take off the strap-on. No wonder the girls like watching him fuck so much: it really was seriously hot.

Angel washed it off, then handed it to him. “Just dry it off,” she said. “And then Vix can put it to serious use.”

“Thanks,” Jared said, grabbing a towel and drying it off. He then passed it off to Saf.

“Have fun!” Angel called after them as they headed out of the room.

He was definitely planning on it.

They moved back to Vix’s room and found her sitting on the edge of her bed in her panties and bra. She looked very nervous.

“Hi,” she said quietly, standing up as they entered the room.

“Hello, Vix,” Saf said, smiling.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Vix asked. “I mean, I don’t want you doing it just cause you feel bad for me or you’re just being nice-”

Saf cut her off by stepping up to her and planting a kiss firmly on her lips. Jared watched as the two women enjoyed a lingering kiss.

“I want to do this, Vix,” Saf said, looking into her eyes. “I’m very attracted to you.”

She smiled awkwardly. “Well...thanks for waiting, and putting up with all my bullshit diversion tactics and hesitation and procrastination,” she replied.

“I’m glad you waited until you were ready,” Saf replied. She took off her shirt. “Now, how about you finally show me that sexy naked body of yours and then you let Jared and I treat you to the most awesome threesome of your life?” she asked.

“I would love that,” Vix replied.

She took off her bra, then pulled down her panties. Jared set the strap-on down on the bedside table and then began getting undressed, very happy to be involved in this. As he got undressed, he watched Saf quickly finish getting naked, then step forward, looking up and down Vix’s tight pale body. “Fuck, you are so beautiful,” she whispered.

“...thank you,” Vix murmured. “It means a lot to hear you say that. You’re like...a fucking goddess in terms of beauty, Saf,” she replied.

Saf laughed. “Well thank you, Vix. I don’t think I’d go that far, but I appreciate it. Come on, let’s get into bed together. And hurry up, Jared!” she said.

“I’m going, I’m going,” he replied, taking off his boxers and socks.

The three of them got into bed together. Jared began kissing Vix’s neck while Saf started to passionately make out with her, pressing their lips together. Jared kept watching as the two women twined tongues together. Vix was moaning softly as Saf kissed her and ran her hands across her pale breasts.

Wanting to keep the pleasure going, he kissed down her neck and chest until he came to one of her breasts. He licked across her nipple, causing her to moan louder, then took it into his mouth and gently began to suck on it. She moaned again, breaking the kiss.

“Enjoying yourself?” Saf asked quietly.

“Yes,” Vix gasped.

“Good.” She kissed her once more, then joined Jared in sucking on her tits. Vix moaned again, reaching down and placing a hand on the back of Jared’s head, gently massaging his scalp. She did the same to Saf. Both of them continued pleasuring her breasts until Saf broke away. “Now, I get to do something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time now,” she said, kissing Vix once more on the lips, then shifting lower.

Jared shifted so that Vix could spread her legs. Saf laid down between them. The contrast between them was very noticeable: Saf’s light blue skin and Vix’s dead pale skin. As he continued licking her nipples, Jared watched as Saf leaned in and began eating Vix out. She let out a loud, long moan as Saf touched her tongue to her clit.

“Oh, yes, Saf!” she cried. “Fuck, I’ve fantasized about this so many times...” she whispered, writhing in pleasure as her best friend ate her out.

They kept going like this, both of them pleasuring her, until she decided that she wanted to move onto the next part.

“Will you fuck me?” she asked suddenly.

“Which one of us?” Saf replied.

“Jared first...if that’s okay.”

“It’s fine, Vix. This is your show,” Saf replied as she got up. Jared got on top of her, in between her legs. He propped himself up on the heels of his palms, staring down at her pale, petite body. She smiled up at him.

Her mouth opened up and a look of raw pleasure shot across her face as he spread her legs out further and slipped his cock into her. It really did just slip right in. Saf had made her really fucking wet. “Oh, Vix!” he moaned as he started fucking her.

“Oh yes! Jared! It’s so fucking good!” she moaned.

He slid rapidly in and out of her, giving her a good fucking, wanting to get her off. “Saf,” he said, “reach in her and rub her clit.”

“Good idea,” Saf replied, doing what he asked.

“OH FUCK ME YES!” Vix screamed.

Within about twenty seconds she started coming. Jared groaned as he felt her already tight pussy begin to convulse and tremble as a hot wave of sex juices were released around his cock, spraying her inner thighs and his. He kept fucking her as she came, pounding her orgasming pussy right up through the end, until she gasped for him to give her a break. He laughed and pulled out of her. She laid there, breathing heavily.

“Holy fuck,” she whispered. “Okay...now I want to fuck Saf with that strap-on,” she said.

“Sounds good to me,” Saf said.

Jared passed the strap-on to Vix, who pulled it on and then got up. Saf laid down on her back and spread her legs. Jared sat back and watched as Vix got in between her long, athletic legs. “Okay, let’s see how good this thing is,” she murmured as she awkwardly got the fake dick in place. “Sorry, it’s been years since I’ve worked a strap-on,” she said quietly.

“It’s fine,” Saf replied.

She gasped suddenly as Vix got it into her and pushed it inside.

“Oh, wow. It’s...oh-oh wow!” Vix moaned. “This thing is amazing! I just...I’ve never felt anything like...oh fuck, Saf, your pussy feels so fucking good!” she cried.

“That dick feels pretty amazing,” Saf moaned, reaching down and settling her hands on Vix’s tight, fit ass. “Come on, really fuck me, slut,” she said.

“You’ll take what I give you and like it, whore,” Vix replied, grinning at her. She started really going to town on her vagina, pounding the fuck out of her.

“Oh yes! Oh, Vix! Yes!” she moaned.

Jared watched all of this with an intense fascination. He really wanted to get back in on the action, but he also wanted to let them enjoy this.

Saf looked over at him. “Jared, get over her and I’ll suck your cock,” she said. “You can finish in my mouth.”

“Oh, Jared, I’m sorry,” Vix said, looking over at him.

“It’s fine,” he replied. “I’ll happily come in Saf’s mouth.”

He carefully moved on top of her, his knees on either side of her head, and slipped his cock, still slick with Vix’s pussy juices, into Saf’s waiting mouth. She moaned as she started giving him head, sucking him off as he fucked her slowly in the face.

“That’s it,” he moaned, a hand on her head. “Fuck, that’s really good, Saf.”

He kept going, fucking her mouth faster, pushing her head down into the pillows harder. The bed was shaking from how much both of them were fucking Saf at both ends. Jared felt the pleasure welling within him, pushing him towards an orgasm. As luck would have it, he started coming about the same time that Saf started to come. She moaned loudly, the sound muffled from his cock, as he started shooting his load into her mouth.

She managed to keep sucking as they both came. Jared groaned as sexual rapture blew through him, his cock twitching and spasming as it ejected his seed in hard contractions, shooting his thick loads into her waiting mouth as she sucked him dry. He stopped coming a little bit before she did and pulled his cock out of her mouth, then sat down heavily next to her. Vix was still pounding her pussy and she kept it up for another few seconds until she started coming. Vix cried out as she fell against Saf, twitching and trembling as she orgasmed, and Saf gently rubbed her back, holding her as she moaned her way through the climax.

When she was finished, she simply continued laying there against her.

“Well, how was it?” Saf asked. “Was it everything you’d hoped for?”

“Yes,” Vix replied with feeling. “It was worth the wait. Oh man, can we fuck like this a lot more regularly now?” she asked.

Saf laughed. “Yes, Vix. I’d love to fuck you on a daily basis.”

“Oh, this is paradise,” she whispered, hugging Saf tightly. “And your tits are so awesome. I loved touching them. I’m going to be grabbing your boobs a lot.”

Saf laughed again. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself so much. You should try fucking Lindsay, her tits are even more awesome.”

“They are pretty great,” Jared agreed.

They laid there for another few minutes in silence until Vix got up and pulled out. “I want a shower, then I want another threesome.”

“Yes ma’am,” Saf replied, grinning.

They followed her into the bathroom.

VALKYRIES 3

CHAPTER 01

Jared felt like a man in a dream as he walked the rain-slicked streets of a colony that he had been told the name of, but couldn’t recall.

It was almost two in the morning, local time, not like that meant a whole lot when you were a spacer mercenary that drifted between systems at will. Just then, he was wired, full of energy. Most of it was lust.

He was fucking horny as hell.

He hadn’t had sex all day long, and hadn’t had it much for the past week, either, because he and his crew had been busting ass to get some jobs done. Right then, Jared had his arm around Vix, who was snuggled up close to him, her head on his shoulder. She’d been very affectionate all night long. Saf was on his other arm. She had also been extremely affectionate, flirty, and a little bit teasing with him. Ahead of him, he could see the shapely figure of Angel, wearing, well, not a whole lot, and she had two beautiful ladies on her arm as well.

They’d run into a beautiful cyvit stripper who happened to be an old friend of Angel’s, and was more than ready to party it up with them, since they were, currently, swimming in credits. The other was a painfully beautiful kai prostitute Angel had hired to help them have a really good time. Which was where they were headed now.

Saf had rented them a penthouse suite that took up literally the entire top floor of a really nice and expensive hotel for three days.

As he headed back to it, Jared kissed the top of Vix’s head and thought about all the crazy ass shit that had happened.

It had been two months since they’d finally gotten their shit together and actually formed the team. After they’d made the decision to do good, they’d followed through with it, and had essentially fallen into a nice pattern. Jared had almost forgotten what it was like to live in a pattern after all the hectic chaos of actually forming the team. It was amazing how fast you could forget things, and then how fast you could remember them again.

They ran missions.

They ran protection for cargo ships that really needed it, good cargo ships going through bad locations because they had no other choice. They also ran cargo themselves, usually for dirt cheap, and usually stuff like medical supplies to colonies that desperately needed them, or anything else colonies just trying to get on their feet needed: shipments of clothing, food, clean water, communications equipment, vehicles. Anything.

And they did it for about as cheap as possible.

They also used their resources to find missing people. That was harder, but Vix was a natural at it, and so far, they’d managed to hunt down just over a dozen missing people. Usually it wasn’t exactly through legal means, because they had some shady contacts, but it wasn’t like they were doing anything wrong. Quite the opposite. Although half the people had ended up dead, and some of them had run away, and wouldn’t come back, there were at least a few happy endings, and even the bad endings were actual endings.

They provided closure.

To a casual observer, the obvious question presented itself: where the fuck were they getting their money from if they did all this stuff for dirt cheap?

Their money came from bounty hunting jobs, which they’d been doing a lot. They ran down slavers, terrorists, real pieces of shit that no longer deserved to be alive. Mostly, they brought their targets in dead, and mostly...no one minded. Those jobs, even turning them in dead, paid big credits. They could afford to go after the big ones because they had guns, they had experience, they had a ship to hop from place to place and a genius tech to track these assholes. And they had a one woman army in the form of Veronica.

Yesterday, they had just wrapped up a really big job, hunting down a real shitbag, the leader of a terrorist cell, a human piece of shit that had declared a war on everyone not human, and had no problem blowing up transports for aliens, even if they had goddamned kids on them. When they’d found him, they’d gone after him hard as hell, and in the process had wiped out a good number of his fanatical followers.

When it was over, they’d all decided that, with the fat payday they’d gotten, they really needed to take a break.

So they went to the nearest planet that had a good red light district and had gotten straight to it. They’d had a huge party at a local nightclub right off the bat, going there and pretty much buying out the bar and making a lot of friends in the process. From there, it had been a strange, ten hour long process of splitting off and meeting back up and splitting off again. Jared had found himself in the company of each of the women at some point or another. And now he was going home with Vix, Saf, and Angel.

And two more friends.

And he was fucking horny, and from the way the ladies were acting, he could tell that they were too. Angel kept flicking up the skirt of the kai prostitute they’d hired with her tail, giving him and the others a really nice view of her shapely ass, since she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Fuck he wanted to have sex with her.

There was just something about having sex with a prostitute…

But he wanted to have sex with Vix and Saf more. He had an arm around each waist, hands resting on their hips, an erection straining against his pants. He’d been tired before, he’d been going for almost twelve hours now, but the lust he’d begun to feel when they’d hired the prostitutes and when Saf and Vix had started teasing him, toying with him, giving him those very suggestive looks that promised sex and satisfaction for everyone involved…

It was like he’d been fucking jump-started.

And he planned to go all night if possible.

…

They made it back to the penthouse suite quickly.

All six of them crammed into the special elevator, their own, private, exclusive elevator that gave them direct access to the suite. Even as he came into it a second time, Jared was still blown away by it all. It was seriously fucking huge.

The elevator was housed in a pillar of metal in the center of the main room, which was built kind of circularly around it. It was basically like a big living room and lounge area, packed with tables and chairs and couches and a few desks and some screens. There were doors that led off to four different bedrooms, each with their own private bathroom, a public bathroom, a dining area, and a pretty sizable kitchen.

Even more awesome was the fact that the entire outer wall was made of glass that couldn’t be seen through from the outside, but could be looked out through from the inside, or made totally opaque. Even better was the sun porch that extended around the whole top floor and the private pool, sauna, and hot tub they enjoyed.

It was expensive as fucking hell, but it was so totally worth it.

Especially when Angel suggested they all go skinny dipping in the pool.

As he followed them outside, he looked at each of the women in turn as they stripped down. As intimately familiar as he’d gotten with some of them, he still really hadn’t stopped being amazed by how beautiful they were.

Vix was a petite, pale xenian, her fit body studded with silver nodes of technology, her eyes glowing a bright white color. She had midnight black hair, which she typically wore in a loose ponytail. And her body...she had this awesome, tight, fit body. She was barely five four and a hundred pounds, but she could fuck like crazy. She never seemed to run out of energy and for how reserved she seemed to be, Jared was always impressed with how much crazy endurance she had and all the stuff she was into.

Saf, a kai like the prostitute they’d hired, was as rare as she was beautiful. The fact that they had two kai in the same room at the same time was a feat all its own. There was supposed to be something like two thousand of them total in the galaxy at large, because almost all of them were a bit xenophobic and never left their home system. She was six foot four, built, with light blue skin, vividly red hair, and brilliant pink eyes.

Angel…

She was something else. Jared felt a unique kind of lust whenever he was around her, because she seemed to enjoy and capitalize upon the fact that she kind of looked like a succubus. Her skin was orange and her race, the dysil, all naturally had a pair of small black horns growing from their foreheads and a thin black tail growing from their lower back. Angel was incredibly lusty, incredibly seductive, incredibly just...sexual, all around. And she was very into being submissive, which was turning out to be really nice for him.

The cyvit stripper, Brandi, was very beautiful and sexy in a way that Angel was. She was curvy with pink fur, cat ears, and a tail. He’d always had a thing for cyvit women. Brandi was fun and flirty, and once she’d started hanging out with them after she’d gotten off of work, none of it seemed...fake, in that way that he noticed people were when they were on the job. She seemed to be genuinely enjoying herself, and hitting on him.

The final member of their group, Eliza, was tall, lean, and had the most beautiful, deep purple skin. She was skinny, but she also had some awesome curves to her hips and, as Angel had demonstrated in playing with her skirt in addition to Brandi’s skirt, she had a fantastic looking ass. And now all four of these women were getting naked in front of him.

Not wanting to waste even a second, Jared quickly stripped down.

He was feeling the effect of the drug he’d taken about half an hour ago. He was never really into drugs, even legal ones, which this one was, but honestly...he fucking needed it. Basically, it just extended sexual endurance. Although he’d actually put on muscle from all the sex he was having and the bit of working out he did over the past two months, and he’d certainly built up his endurance, he just could not keep up with the others. If it had just been two of them, or maybe even three, he could probably manage.

But five? Five incredibly hot, horny, tough mercenary women?

It was impossible. At least, for him it was impossible. He just couldn’t do it, he couldn’t keep doing all of them and keep up with his job, and his own life. So he’d found a drug that would boost his sexual endurance and tended to take a pill a day. It was supposed to have no negative side effects, even from consistent use, and, well, it fucking worked. The soul was certainly willing, he was sure horny enough for all of them, but the body hadn’t been able to keep up. Now it could. Initially, he’d felt weird and kind of embarrassed about the whole thing.

He’d actually kept it sort of a secret, until Vix had found them and asked about them. When he’d explained what they were, and she could tell he was embarrassed about it, she’d just laughed and had told him: “Jared, stop and think about this for a minute. You actually have too many women that want to fuck you. If anything, you should be fucking proud that you need these.” And he supposed she had a point.

So he didn’t let it bother him anymore.

This was partially where all his energy was coming from right now, but some of it just came from the fact that he was in the presence of five fucking hot naked women who were all, to varying degrees, horny.

How could he not be amped?

Angel was the first in, running forward and laughing, totally naked and beautiful. She jumped and crashed into the water. The others quickly followed suit. Jared slipped into the water and found it comfortably warm and soothing after a long day of walking, and a long month of running around, trying to catch bad guys.

Or kill them, honestly.

But he was done thinking about that. Done thinking about his job, the ship, the people they hunted. He was done thinking about anything but the women here with him right now. Almost as soon as he found his footing, Vix was in front of him, hugging him and kissing him deeply on the lips, pressing her slender, nude, hot body against his own. He hugged her back, squeezing her tightly against him.

Of all the women that lived and worked aboard the Valkyrie, he was the closest with Vix. Well...he looked past her as they kissed, his eyes finding Saf’s blue naked form as she kissed the prostitutes and groped her big ass. Maybe it was about even with how close he was between the two of them. He felt Vix spread her legs and wrap them around him and she pulled back just a little, her fiercely grinning face just an inch from his.

“Fuck me,” she said.

“Already?” he asked, though he had no problem with that request.

“Yes! I’ve been horny all fucking night!” she snapped.

“Okay, okay, yes ma’am,” he replied, and then kissed her again as he grabbed her ass, turned around and began walking towards the more shallow end of the pool. Once he got to the right height, he stopped kissing her and had her lean back. She did so, leaning away from him, and placing her arms down beneath her, resting the heels of her palms on the edge of the pool and supporting herself, staring down the length of her tight, pale body at him with a wild grin. She looked so fucking hot like this. Grabbing her hips, supporting her as he stood up, the upper half of his body above the waterline now, he slid into her.

“Oh fuck yes,” she whispered as he penetrated her, sliding into that perfect alien pussy, groaning as he felt that incredibly tight heat, that wetness, that absolute bliss. He started fucking her, him standing there, holding her by the hips, her pushing herself up, her arms beneath her, chest thrust into the air, small, beautiful pale breasts bouncing as he fucked her, her silver implants gleaming. She cried out as he hit a sensitive spot.

“Whoa! Hey now! Look who got going first!” Angel called.

He glanced over. All four of the other women were watching the two of them now.

“Fuck me, Jared! Fuck me!” Vix screamed and then moaned loudly as he pushed further up into her. “Ohhh, yesssss! Fuck yesss!” she groaned, almost incoherent with lust and pleasure now, pushing her tight, fit body against him, squeezing him with her legs. She felt so perfect and so amazing inside, encasing his cock in a cocoon of tight, raw pleasure. Xenians had a natural body temperature a lot higher than humans, due to their implants. A side effect of this was that women xenians were really fucking hot inside.

And made sex feel even more awesome.

“Keep going! I’m going-I’m going...fuck, keep going, I’m going to fucking come!” she screamed, and he realized that everyone was watching intently now, though as he looked over, he saw Angel come up behind her cyvit friend and start groping her big breasts and kissing the side of her neck, then whispering in her ear.

He focused on Vix, fucking her good and hard, trying to keep it steady, trying to make her come. He wanted her to orgasm, and wanted to orgasm inside of her, wanted to share that experience. It was always best when they managed to come together, and they’d gotten pretty decent at timing it up. And then she was coming, she was having an amazingly sexy orgasm. She cried out, screaming and kind of cutting herself off in that way she did when she was beginning to come, her voice coming out as a kind of strangled cry of pleasure.

And he felt it begin, deep within her.

Her whole body went rigid, her muscles going tense, and inside, she became even tighter as her vaginal muscles, already strong and taut, began to constrict, clenching around the rigid length of his cock, buried deep within her. Then, she cried out again, her entire body jerking, and he felt the hot gush of feminine sex juices begin to jet out of her from around his cock, spraying him, and the increased hotness of her pussy, and the way her muscles clenched and released and seemed to massage his cock, only increasing the pleasure.

It was too much for him.

It was why they were good at coming together, because her orgasm triggered his, and she tended to come longer than he did.

Jared cried out, grunting as his cock kicked once and hard inside of her, and it released a thick, powerful jet of his human seed into her orgasming xenian pussy. No matter how many times he did it, the fact that he was having sex with an alien, with someone entirely of another species of being, never left him, and never failed to excite him in some strange, indescribable way. And he thought some of them felt the same way.

He knew Vix did, they’d discussed it before.

He moaned in absolute rapturous ecstasy as he continued pumping her full of his seed. As he orgasmed, pure bliss washing through him, he could hear the others cheering them on. “Yeah!” Angel called. “Fuck that pussy!”

“You’re making her scream,” Saf said, a grin obvious in her voice.

Jared tried to pay attention to them, but coming inside of Vix just felt too good. He continued spilling his seed into her wonderful pussy, feeling her come against him and on him, feeling the waves of pleasure and passion.

Slowly, the orgasm left them, petering off, and they came down from it. Both of them were gasping and wet, a mixture of sweat and pool water, their chests heaving as they tried to catch their breath. Vix slowly let herself down and Jared helped her into the pool, got her leaning against the wall, then leaned against it himself beside her. That had been a short but furious fuck session, and it had left him kind of winded.

“I hope you’re not done,” Saf said. “Cause I’m definitely going to want your cock.”

“Me-ah!-too,” Angel agreed.

He looked over. Saf was still hugging on Eliza, and Angel was seated on the edge of the pool, her legs spread, Brandi’s face buried in between her thick thighs, eating Angel out. “And Brandi here is going-oh yes! Right there-going to want some of that sweet human cock as well. She says she has a particular-oh fuck-a particular love of human stuff.”

“I’m not even close to done,” he replied.

Saf grinned lustily. “Good. Think you can handle two horny kai?”

“Only one way to find out, but I want to be in a bed,” he replied. “Or at least near one. Come on, let’s go you two.”

“Oh, yes sir,” Saf replied, taking Eliza’s hand and leading her after him as he headed out of the pool. Jared walked up and out, grabbing a towel and quickly drying off. He still felt a little weird, just walking around totally naked like this, especially with so many women present, but, well, they were all going to fuck, presumably, so it seemed appropriate. Once he and the kai women were dry, he led them into the room, taking their hands.

He enjoyed how much taller than he was they were.

They came to the bed, but didn’t lay down on it, instead opting to stand and begin making out. Jared spent a few moments kissing them both, switching between them, letting his hands roam over their long, luxurious bodies, groping and massaging their breasts and fantastic asses as he made out with them.

And he encouraged them to make out with each other, which they did, kissing passionately, using their tongues as they embraced.

They were beautiful.

The three of them continued kissing for a bit longer before he got them both on their knees, where they took his cock and began to drag their tongues across it, sending sparks of absolute bliss through him. Out in the pool area, he saw Vix relaxing, now lying on a towel, naked and sexy as fuck, and from the sound of it, Angel was getting the oral of her life. She was really carrying on, leaning back, her legs spread open wide.

Jared groaned and returned his attention to the two women in front of him as Saf took his cock into her mouth and began sucking on it and massaging its head against her hot, wet inner cheek. He groaned again as Eliza leaned down and began dragging her tongue across his balls. It was a feeling he’d never really gotten used to, but it felt strangely good. He laid his hands on both their heads, letting the pleasure wash through him, and groaned again as they switched places. Eliza took his cock into her mouth and started blowing him.

She was really good at it.

They kept switching until he had them stop.

“Okay, up, both of you sit next to each other on the edge of the bed,” he said, and they did. He had them spread their legs, and Saf brought her leg up and over Eliza’s, hooking them together. Jared stood before them, looking down at the naked women, their legs spread, exposing their smooth, alien pussies to him.

“Okay, your turn,” he said, and crouched down.

He started with Saf, leaning in and touching his tongue to her clit. She gasped and moaned as he started stimulating her, licking at her clit slowly and sensually at first, then beginning to go faster and harder, pressing down more, lapping at it. She moaned in intense pleasure, groaning his name several times as she ran her fingers through his hair.

“That’s a good boy...keep going...” she moaned.

He kept going until he made her come. She cried out and he was sprayed with her sex juices. They got all over his chest and neck and chin. When she was finished, he didn’t bother cleaning himself off, instead moving immediately over to Eliza, who seemed surprised and pleased when he began to eat her out.

“Oh my goodness,” she whispered. “I didn’t expect this. Normally I’m the one doing the oral...” she murmured.

“Jared is very kind, and generous, and has a good sense of fair play,” Saf replied, reaching over and groping one of Eliza’s breasts. “I told you this wouldn’t be like a normal job, didn’t I Eliza?” she asked.

“You did, and it’s not,” she whispered. “This is amazing-oh yes! Right there!” she moaned, and he kept eating her out, trying to do as good a job as possible. He almost always went down on prostitutes and escorts, whenever he paid them for their time, because they always told him the same thing: they rarely got to enjoy oral, and he didn’t mind providing it at all, and besides being nice, it always seemed to make the encounters a bit more intimate. Which was something he really enjoyed. He often sought intimacy.

It made the sex that much more potent.

He made Eliza come too, and after he’d gotten her off, he quickly washed himself off, then hurried back over and pushed Saf onto her back. “Spread your fucking legs,” he said, knowing she liked it when he was a bit rough with her.

“Yes, sir,” she whispered, and he ended up grabbing her legs and bringing them up, making her hold them. She slipped her hands over her lower thighs, staring up at him, spread open and exposed, ready for him to enter her.

Laying his hands below hers, close to where her thighs and her ass met, he slipped his cock into her waiting, wet pussy and she cried out.

“Oh fuck! Right there!” she moaned as he pushed his way into her, inching his way inside of her a bit at a time. “That’s the fucking spot!” she yelled.

Once he was comfortably inside, he started fucking her harder, making the bed shake and the headboard start to rock against the wall as he pounded her.

“That’s it, Saf. Fucking take it. Fucking it take it!” he screamed at her.

“Oh fuck, fuck me like a whore!” she cried.

He pounded the fuck of her, staring at her hot, long, blue body, then pulled out of her suddenly. “No!” she cried. “Don’t stop! I need more!”

“Shut the fuck up,” he replied, and moved over to Eliza.

“Same position,” he said.

“Yes, sir,” she murmured, bringing her legs up and gripping the back of her thighs. He did the same thing with her, pushing his way into her exposed pussy, and groaned loudly at slow, powerful pleasure of it.

The pleasure of entering, without protection, a completely new women. A beautiful woman. An alien woman.

He started making love with Eliza, Saf next to him, watching him, clearly wanting more of his dick. It was nice to be wanted like that. He fucked Eliza for about half a minute, sliding his slicked up cock in and out of her smoothly, enjoying the feel of her, the heat of her, the pure sexual rapture of her as she moaned and writhed, really into the sex, then he pulled out of her, which caused her to cry out a little bit.

“I need more,” she moaned.

“Shut your fucking whore mouth,” he replied, and from the way she chewed on her lower lip and stared up at him, he could tell that she liked hearing stuff like that. Well, that was nice, because he liked saying it for whatever reason.

“Come on, give me more, now,” Saf complained.

“Hey!” he said, reaching down and briefly gripping her throat. “What did I tell you? Shut the fuck up or I’ll punish you.”

She squirmed and stared up at him. “Maybe I’ve been a bad girl, and I need to be punished,” she replied.

He couldn’t help but grin at that. He remembered when they’d first started talking about it, Saf said that she was only into being dominated and demeaned like this maybe once or twice a month, but there was apparently something about him that brought it out in her, and they ended up getting rough and violent two or three times a week. And he had to admit, there was a big part of him that loved slapping her around and screaming at her and hitting her when he fucked the shit out of her. It was just so...fucked up.

And that made it so hot.

He still didn’t know how to feel about it beyond the idea that he should just enjoy it, because he got off on it, and pretty much every woman in his life got off on it to varying degrees, (some way more than others), and that was enough.

And it was enough.

As he shoved his cock back into her, causing her to cry out, he wrapped both hands around her slim throat and began choking her. She gasped, gagged, grabbed his wrists. “I’ll teach you to be a bad girl you little fucking slut,” he groaned, and out of the corner of his eye he could see Eliza watching him intently, a gleam in her eye as she saw him work. He kept choking Saf for a bit longer as he pounded her pussy, then let go. She gasped for breath.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry sir,” she whispered, and he cut her off, slapping her twice across the face, then punching her in the ribs. She grunted. “No! Please! I’ll be a good girl!”

“Goddamn right you will, you fucking whore,” he growled and he slapped her again. “Don’t you ever fucking mouth off to me like that again, do you understand me?” She began to respond and he slapped her once more.

“I understand!” she moaned and he could tell she was close to coming.

“I don’t think you do,” he said, and again punched her in the ribs. He knew she liked that specifically, for some reason, and when he did it this time, she screamed and began to come a second time, getting her sex juices all over his dick. He fucked her orgasming vagina until she was done, and when he pulled out of her, she didn’t complain, simply fell back, gasping for breath. He quickly switched back over to Eliza, resuming pounding her wonderful pussy. She looked up at him, chewing on her lower lip.

“I’ve been a bad girl, too,” she said quietly.

“Oh have you? I have to punish you too, then,” he replied.

She grinned a little. “It’s the only way I’ll learn.”

“Goddamn right.”

He slapped her a few times and then yanked on her hair, causing her to cry out. As she did, he wrapped his hands around her throat and started choking her. She moaned loudly and he had her coming inside of half a minute. Damn, this was really her special button. As before, her orgasm triggered his, and then he was coming into a woman he had never had sex with before, and that only made the sex more powerful, the orgasm more intense.

“Oh fuck! Yes! I’m coming! Make me come!” she shrieked as he fucked her and came into her wonderful pussy.

He blasted off his second orgasm of the night, pumping her full of his seed and loving every second of it, every fresh pulse of absolute bliss as his cock kicked and twitched and spasmed inside of her. He was actually coming inside of a kai prostitute, it was something that was really happening. He’d never done that before, not specifically. Both of them finished coming and she flopped back onto the bed, her limbs going loose, him sitting down heavily next to her. She reached over and gently took his hand.

He squeezed it and she squeezed back.

“Thank you,” she said. “That was very nice.”

“It was, and thank you,” he replied.

“Hey, I still haven’t gotten a fuck.”

They both looked over at the doorway, where Angel, in all her naked glory, stood. Brandi was coming in behind her, looking just as eager.

“Okay then, but I get fuck you in the ass,” he replied.

“Wouldn’t have it any other way...sir,” she said.

“I wanna get fucked, too,” Brandi said.

“Don’t worry, I really want to fuck you,” he replied.

“Good.”

“How do you want us?” Angel asked.

“Get on the bed,” he replied. “Make room,” he said to Saf and Eliza, who made room. He got onto the bed with the other two women and immediately launched right back into it. That endurance stuff really worked.

He saw that Vix had come in and was joining the other two in watching him. He got right to work, laying on top of Angel and groping her big, beautiful tits as he made out with her. She slipped her tongue into his mouth immediately, twining and twisting it with his own. He felt a hand on his back, slowly moving up and down his skin, the hand soft, warm, and furry. That was another thing that just felt...weird.

But in a really good way.

To have a woman touching you when you were doing something sexual with another woman. He kept kissing Angel for awhile longer, then Brandi began to get really impatient and she gently but firmly pushed him off of her, then mounted him, grinning down at him, her beautiful, pink-furred breasts above him, looking fantastic. She leaned down and started kissing him. He ran his hands over her soft body as they kissed and twined tongues.

“Can I have him first?” Brandi asked, breaking the kiss and looking at Angel.

“I suppose,” she replied. “But don’t take too long. I want him soon.”

“Fair enough.”

She continued making out with him and rubbing her body against his, and then reached down between them and grabbed his cock. Raising herself up, she slotted his dick into her pussy and lowered herself slowly along its length.

“Fuck, you are wet,” he groaned.

“Very,” she agreed, and moaned loudly. “Oh yes,” she whispered as she began to ride him. “You like that cyvit pussy?” she whispered.

“Uh-huh,” he managed. “Fuck, it’s really good.”

“I love human cock,” she said, rubbing her hands against his chest as she continued bouncing on him. The pleasure burned through him, nothing but hot bliss. He thrust up into her and she cried out. Reaching up, he grabbed her wonderful tits, groping and massaging them. He really loved cyvits and all their warm, soft fur.

She rode him for about another half minute before Angel became impatient.

“Come on, give it up already,” she said, playfully shoving at Brandi.

The cyvit stripper sighed. “Fine, whatever, but you’d better eat me,” she replied.

“Fine.”

They all switched positions, Brandi lying on her back with her legs spread open, Angel getting onto her hands and knees, getting ready to, in her own words whenever they were in a threesome like this, ‘be used like a fuck toy’, something she particularly seemed to enjoy, and Jared getting behind her. As Angel lowered her head in between Brandi’s thighs, burying her face into her friend’s crotch and starting to eat her pussy out, Jared found himself staring at Angel’s thick orange ass. Her thin black tail was swaying back and forth.

He got up against her, looking down at her awesome, slick, glistening alien pussy, and slipped smoothly inside of her. Angel moaned, the sound muffled and mixed with Brandi’s cries of pleasure. Grabbing her thick ass, Jared started plowing into her, working his hips smoothly back and forth, closing his eyes for a moment, simply enjoying the intense, hot pleasure of her alien vagina. They kept fucking like this until Brandi let out a sharp cry and began to orgasm. Angel kept eating her out all throughout her orgasm.

When she was finished, she laid back, breathing heavily.

“Hey, Brandi,” he said.

“Yeah?” she replied, raising her head and looking tiredly at him.

“You said you like the taste of my stuff right?” he asked. She nodded. “Then come here, I’ve got something for you.”

She got up and he kept pounding Angel’s pussy from behind, listening to her moan in pure pleasure as he gave her his cock. He could feel another orgasm coming on. He figured he had one more in him after this, and would be glad to get it out. He was getting tired. “Right there, keep your head right there,” he said as she got right next to him. As soon as he was on the verge of coming, he pulled out of Angel’s pussy and shoved his cock into Brandi’s waiting mouth, then moaned, long and loud, as she began sucking.

And he began coming.

He shot his load right into her mouth. She sucked, bobbing her head, trying to suck him dry. He kept his hand on the back of her head, thrusting occasionally into her mouth, which she took without complaint. When she’d finished sucking him dry and took it out of her mouth, swallowing, she looked up at him, grinning. “Thanks.”

“I should be saying that,” he replied. “Fuck that felt good...could you get me that lube over there?” he asked, pointing.

She nodded and retrieved it for him, then, realizing what he wanted, she squeezed some out into her hand and began to massage his cock, rubbing it down for him. He was still hard, still horny, but not for much longer, he thought.

Once he was lubed up, he started working his way into Angel’s thick, glorious ass. She moaned loudly, crying out, pushing against him, forcing him deeper and faster. Angel loved anal, loved rough anal. So he grabbed her hips and really started fucking her up the ass. She screamed his name and he kept going, pounding her fat ass for as long as he could, burning with pleasure at that hot, perfect tightness the whole way up until his orgasm exploded out of him. The last one for the night, and it felt like a good one to quit on.

He grunted and cried out as the fresh starburst of pleasure washed through him. It was hot, potent, powerful, like a dam bursting as he began to come up Angel’s ass, pumping her full of his seed in thick, hot spurts of it. There wasn’t a great deal of it left, but fuck did it feel good. Both of them moaned as he came into her. He lost himself in the intense pleasure of it all, thrown away into another universe of bliss.

When he came back down, he was genuinely tired, and he pulled out of her thick ass carefully, then sat down heavily on the bed.

“Wow,” he said, wiping at his forehead. He had sweated up a storm.

“Wow indeed,” Angel murmured, falling forward and then rolling over onto her back. “You’re always great for a good ass fucking,” she said. “I mean you really give it good.”

“Well, you’ve got a spectacularly amazing ass, Angel,” he replied.

She laughed. “I do.”

After a moment, he stood, stretched, and then swayed briefly. Yawning, he rubbed at his eyes. “I’m going to get into the hot tub, soak for a bit, then pass the fuck out.”

“I think we could all use a wash and a good night’s sleep after that fuck fest,” Angel agreed, getting up with him.

All of them headed back outside and slipped into the hot tub. Vix got up against him, resting her head on his shoulder and sighing contently. While they soaked in silence, enjoying the postsex peace and bliss, he thought about his relationships with the women. Some of them had changed over the past two months, some were basically the same.

With Veronica, their seven foot, badass, genetically engineered warrior woman, the relationship had evolved only a little. Now, she trusted him to help her experiment with her...darker side. She was finding out that she enjoyed being dominated, and sometimes more so than the other girls. He’d be lying if he said it was anything but fun...and darkly exciting. His relationship with Angel was the most unchanged.

She wanted him to fuck her, hit her, scream at her. Nothing new there.

He’d gotten a bit closer with Lindsay, as a consequence of the fact that she and Vix had gotten much closer...and he’d gotten much closer with Vix, too. They effectively had a kind of three-way relationship going on just then.

Vix…

He pulled her a little closer to him. Their relationship had blossomed in the past two months. He was basically living with her now...inasmuch as anyone was living with anyone on the ship. They shared a bed almost every night, they ate together, played games together, watched movies together, did work together.

It was pretty safe to say they were boyfriend and girlfriend, in a very open relationship.

And Saf.

He glanced at the ethereally beautiful kai, across the pool from him, cuddling with Angel now. She caught his eye, smiled slightly and winked at him. He grinned tiredly and winked back. He’d actually grown very close to her, but what they had felt strangely...private. She had an interesting view of sex and intimacy, basically admitting that when she was engaged in sexual activity with someone, she was basically loving them, more than just physically. It was why she was so selective in who she let mate with her.

When they had sex, he’d started telling her that he loved her.

It was strange how such a small thing, such a simple phrase, could enhance and alter the sexual encounter. She told him that she loved him back and that just...everything was so much more passionate and intense, and he just felt so connected with her. She’d later told him that it was really rare that any of her lovers told her that they loved her during sex, as it seemed to make most people uncomfortable. But she was so happy that he embraced it.

He still wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about it.

They didn’t tell each other they loved each other outside of sex, and their relationship was basically the same as the others when they weren’t actively fucking. It was weird, and sometimes it felt a little like cheating, though it couldn’t be, right? The only thing that really felt off about the whole thing was that he hadn’t told Vix he loved her, because he didn’t want to freak her out, and he thought she might freak out a little, although he couldn’t be sure. Either way, he hadn’t told her, or anyone, about the ‘I love yous’ that came out during intimate encounters between him and Saf. He was still trying to figure out how to approach it.

Or if to approach it at all.

For now, he was content to tell her that, and hear it from her, when they were alone together in the dark, beneath the blankets, embracing.

All in all, he had enjoyed his time aboard the Valkyrie so far. When he’d signed back on for the life, that crazy-ass, insane, dangerous, fun, spontaneous mercenary life, he’d been more than a little apprehensive. And although it was hard work, and dangerous, it was also deeply satisfying. And not just because he was fucking a lot of hot alien women. Okay, maybe largely because of that. But he felt like he was doing something with his life, something that mattered, and that was satisfying on a very deep, core level.

“I hope Veronica and Lindsay are having as good a time,” Angel said after a bit.

“I’m sure they are,” Jared replied. He yawned suddenly and felt another wave of sleepiness drift over him. “Damn, I’m falling asleep in this tub.”

“Me too...you wanna go to bed now, babe?” Vix asked. He couldn’t help but smile. He enjoyed it when she called him stuff like that, and liked saying it back to her. It might not be ‘I love you’, but it was definitely a step up.

“Yeah,” he replied. “That’d be great, honey.”

They got out of the tub and dried off. Once he was dry, Jared took Vix to bed, getting beneath the blankets with her and spooning her, curling up against her warm back and throwing an arm over her, pulling her close to him. She loved sleeping like that and he certainly did too. Angel went to bed with Brandi, Saf with Eliza.

He was asleep before he knew it.

…

The next two days passed quickly.

Jared slept in late the next day, and made love with Vix once when he woke up, then fell back to sleep, then they fucked again in the hot tub to help wake up. They’d reunited with Veronica and Lindsay for lunch on a sunny boardwalk, eating tacos and burgers. After catching up, (Veronica had been in a foursome with another Amazonian and two Marine guys they’d talked into fucking, and Lindsay had been double-fucked by two quine men most of the night), Angel and Lindsay had gone off together, and so had Saf and Veronica, and so Jared had spent the second day with Vix. It had been a nice, leisurely day, and they walked all around the colony they’d come to. They also had sex in a bathroom and a dressing room.

So that had been fun.

The third and final day had gone pretty much the same, though they’d had another party near its end.

He woke up on the fourth day with that strange feeling, that one that seemed to accumulate whenever he wasn’t doing anything work-related. It was a kind of anxiety, a want to get back to work and a bit of guilt. And from the way the others were acting he could tell that they felt it, too. He woke up and fucked Vix and Saf in the hot tub, and right about the time they were drying off, they got a call from Veronica.

“We need to talk. Meet me back at the ship.”

That was all she said, over their communicators.

“Well, that didn’t sound good,” Vix murmured.

“No,” Saf agreed. She sighed. “I hope she didn’t do something stupid.”

“Well, let’s get to the ship now and figure it out,” Jared replied.

They quickly dressed, gathered their things and checked out of the hotel, then took a taxi to the nearest port. By the time they got there, the others had arrived as well, and all of them took an orbital taxi up to their ship, which was waiting for them in an orbital dockyard. The five of them got onto it and rode it up, as Veronica was already on the Valkyrie, waiting for them.

“Any idea what this is about?” Angel asked.

“No, no idea,” Jared replied.

“Wonderful,” she muttered.

They finished the ride a little while later and finally made their way through the airlock and into the ship that they called home.

They found Veronica sitting in the rec room. They’d briefly toyed with the idea of having a ‘briefing room’ or a ‘meeting room’, but they’d have to give up one of the storage rooms and the rec room had enough chairs, comfy chairs, to serve its needs.

“What’s wrong?” Saf asked. Veronica definitely didn’t look happy. If anything, she looked like she was...brooding.

It wasn’t something she often did and it made Jared nervous.

“I met a woman today, when I was getting breakfast,” she said. “Her name was Amanda. She was...in a panic. She saw me, saw that I was an Amazonian, begged me to help her. It seems that her brother was a frontier colonist, a prospector for minerals, specifically, and was trying to help set up a new colony on a newly discovered world, out on the fringe. He’s been captured by slavers, whole colony has, and it seems that no one can really figure out who’s jurisdiction it falls under. None of the authorities seem to think it’s their problem, because technically, the world it happened on was beyond the reach of the government, and the corporation funding it decided it was too dangerous, difficult and, most importantly, costly, to try and do anything about it. She gave me some information, said she paid someone to go out there and investigate, try to find a trail, and they got something, some information the slavers left behind in the raid.”

“What is it?” Saf asked.

“Navigational coordinates to what might be one of their holding areas. Kind of a transitional area, where they store their slaves while they’re trying to figure out what to do with them,” Veronica explained. She had a furious, sour expression on her face. “I told the woman we’d handle it, that it was a gratis mission, just give me the data and we’d handle it. But that got me thinking...I took a walk, back to the port, and really got to thinking.”

They all waited. She was staring at the table in front of her now, frowning deeply.

“These sick fucks run around here on the fringe and just straight up kidnap people. Miners, colonists, traders, innocent people who didn’t ask for this shit. And no one really seems to give a shit. It’s all this mentality of ‘Well, if they went out there to the frontier, they should’ve known better, they made their bed, now they have to sleep in it.’ And fucking shit, I can’t stand it anymore. I can’t fucking take it anymore.”

Here, she looked up at them.

“We’ve been doing some good work, some great work, especially that last mission. But I want to do something more. It’s time to take it up to the next level, and I want to know if you all are with me on this.”

“What, specifically, are you proposing?” Saf asked.

“I want to take this slaver gang down. All the way down. I want to kill every last one of those slaving bastards, and free everyone they’ve captured. We can do it. We’ve got the talent, the resources, the capability to do this, all it’ll take to ignite this is the will. I want to know if you all think we should do this.”

She looked around at them, one by one, slowly.

“I’m in,” Angel said, almost immediately.

“Me too,” Lindsay said, looking uncomfortable but determined. “This can’t keep going on.”

Vix looked at Jared, and he nodded slowly. “I’m in,” he said. “This isn’t right, and if we can stop it...we should. We must.”

“We must,” Vix agreed.

They looked at Saf.

She looked apprehensive. “This is going to be dangerous,” she said.

“Everything we do is dangerous, and the risk outweighs the benefits, Saf. Imagine all the people we could save...we can hand them their lives back. We can help dozens, hundreds, maybe even thousands of people, especially if we put these fuckers in the dirt where they belong. Come on, Saf, this is the shit we live for.”

She nodded slowly. “You’re right,” she said. “Yeah, we have to do this.”

Veronica smiled. It was an ugly, grim smile. “Then let’s get to it.”

CHAPTER 02

He was with her again, in her bed, beneath the blankets.

She moved against him, lying on her back, he legs wrapped around him.

“Oh, Saf...” he moaned as he slid slowly in and out of her alien pussy. She was holding him, her warm hands on his back.

“Do you love me?” she whispered, staring up at him, directly into his eyes. He was resting his forehead against hers, staring into those vivid pink eyes of hers. They seemed to glow in the darkness of her cabin.

“Yes,” he moaned, and she pulled him deeper into her.

“Say it.”

“I love you, Saf,” he groaned and continued making love to her.

The intensity of this sex was almost making him afraid. He didn’t know what it meant or how to handle it other than to just do it, just keep going, just enjoy it. Saf seemed content to.

“I love you, too, Jared,” she murmured, and kissed him on the lips, deeply, passionately, hugging her close to him. He could feel her bare breasts pressing against his chest, could feel the hot, wet perfection of her alien vagina, being inside of her, the way her muscles twisted and twitched. And the way it sounded when she moaned was almost too much.

“I love you, Saf,” he whispered, his lips brushing hers, and she moaned loudly, and he could tell that he’d pushed her over into an orgasm. He continued making love to her, pushing deep into her, letting himself attain the climax as well, and soon he was coming into her, shooting his load into her as she cried out in pleasure, coming against him. He reveled in it, loved it, loved her in that moment, felt his seed leaving him hard contractions of absolute rapture, pumping into her, filling her up, and felt her coming too, her muscles constricting, massaging his cock.

Slowly, the orgasms tapered off, and then there was just the two of them, entwined together, sweaty and naked in the dark beneath the blankets. After a little bit, he pulled out of her and slowly got up. They were used to this, it was practically a routine now, not that it really took the edge off of the sex, and so they got up without speaking and headed into her bathroom. He flipped on the light, screwing up his eyes against it, blinking rapidly. She moved past him, to the shower, where she turned it on and stepped inside.

He joined her, enjoying the liquid heat of the shower.

“Is this weird?” he asked after a bit.

“What?” Saf replied. “Is what weird?”

“The whole, you know, love thing. I mean, I guess I’ve been having thoughts about it lately. I really like it. I mean, I really like it, it’s just, it feels strange. I guess...how do I put it...well, not to demean it or you or the whole act of lovemaking, but it’s kind of like using a tool that I’ve been very familiar with all my life in a totally different way for a totally different thing. I mean, and I’m sorry if I’m wrong, but I kind of feel like we say it to each other to get off. I know you said you love me in the moment of sex, during the actual act, but that’s kind of what it feels like? If I’m wrong, I’m sorry,” he said.

“You aren’t entirely wrong,” she replied after a bit of contemplation. “I do think that I love whoever I’m with during sex. But I also realize that, yes, it does get me off to hear that, and to say that. That specific phrase. It’s a very nice erotic stimulant, an intimate one. And I hardly ever get to share it with anyone. You’re the first man who’s been not only okay with saying it but enthusiastic to say it to me in a long time. The phrase freaks men, and some women, out, during more casual sex. Or any sex, really, if you aren’t in a committed relationship, which I don’t really do anymore.”

“I do really like saying it, and hearing it, and I guess that’s what’s kind of worrying me. I mean, I know we’re all open and casual here, but I’ve been getting pretty close with Vix and, I mean, it just feels kind of like...”

“Cheating?” she asked. He nodded. “It’s not. How can I explain this? I don’t love in the traditional sense, in the sense that a lot of other species see it. Mainly humans and xenians. When the word love is involved, your people tend to see it as a dedicated, monogamous commitment to a single person. But that’s not how I see it. I see it in a broader view. It’s like a level of trust, and of enjoyment, has been reached. I do love you, but I also love everyone on this ship in the same way. Does that make sense?”

“Yeah, it does,” he replied.

“And, there’s another thing, I think, to be considered. Sex is kind of like its own universe, I think I’ve said that before. I know I’ve said that to someone before. What happens during sex is basically separate from everything else. Obviously I mean consensual sex. It’s why me and the others enjoy, to varying degrees, being submissive and getting beat on by you in the bedroom, but that has nothing to do with the rest of our lives. We’re dominate in the battlefield and in business and almost everywhere else, but in the bedroom? It’s totally different, it’s a bubble unto its own. And everything that happens in that bubble, including you and I exchanging I love you’s, is apart from everything else. Does that make sense?”

“Yes, that also make sense,” he replied, nodding slowly.

“Good. Feel better?”

“Yeah.”

She smiled. “Just so you know, you and Vix make a fucking cute couple. Not just during sex, but in everything else. I think it’s so sweet and adorable when I see you two hanging out, holding hands, cuddling.”

“Well, uh...thanks,” he replied.

She laughed. “You’re blushing again. More than two months fucking all of us slutty mercenary babes and you still blush.” He frowned briefly. “What?” she asked.

“Slutty...you don’t think that’s an insult?” he replied.

“No. I mean, I’ve seen enough times when it’s meant as an insult, but between my friends and I? No. Do you know what it means to be slutty? It means to be promiscuous, to sleep around, or, in other words, to have have a lot of fun sex with a lot of fun people. Now, granted, I’m a little more discerning than some of the others, but there’s nothing wrong with that, on either side. I, and certainly Veronica and Angel, view being slutty as just being sexually liberated and adventurous. I mean, you’re slutty,” she replied.

“Well...you have a point,” he replied. “I am.”

She laughed. “And there’s nothing wrong with that. Sex is fun. Now come on, we need to finish up or Veronica’s going to freak out. We’ve got about an hour to get ready.”

Jared nodded. It was almost go time.

…

“We’re going in hot,” Veronica said as she stared down the barrel of the assault rifle. “I want all of you kitted out.”

“Got it,” Angel replied, slapping a fresh magazine into her pistol.

Veronica, Angel, Lindsay, and Saf were all gathered in the armory, suiting up, gathering their gear. Vix was flying and Jared was gathering intel, trying to discern as much as possible about the location they were hitting. Right now, all they had were some spacial coordinates. Anything could be out there. She was planning on tearing this place to pieces, wherever or whatever it was. Of course, she was going to have to be careful.

There were more than likely going to be civilians, captured and enslaved, in the area. So she couldn’t go crazy.

Not until they were safely out of there and they’d ripped every last secret they could out of the database. She wasn’t going to bother with interrogating any of these assholes. She wouldn’t trust them with anything.

She was getting on her suit of power armor, and so were the others. Her suit was all black, decked out, custom made. She’d made it, since putting together power armor was something you had to learn in Project Amazon. She frowned as she thought about that. It didn’t really bother her anymore, but it still bugged her that they’d cut her and all her sisters loose with hardly a goodbye or ‘thank you for your service’.

They just wanted them all to go away.

And no one even really knew why. She’d done some digging, they all had, and it seemed like it was one of those situations where there were different stories. No one could even tell where the order had originated from. She couldn’t find anything concrete. So she had to just live with that, and she did, for the most part. She’d had difficulty her whole life meshing with society, and when she was part of Project Amazon, she felt like she meshed. She felt like she belonged. And she knew a lot of the other girls did too.

But what really let her let go of that was the fact that although they’d been cut loose from the project, they still had each other, and that’s really all that mattered. If anything, she should be grateful for it, because now she got to live the life she wanted. Doing whatever she wanted, buying whatever she wanted, fucking whoever she wanted. Well, for the most part. She smiled at that thought. This crew was handling most of her sexual desires nowadays, and that was great, having your own, well, harem, she supposed, living with you.

And she was part of their harem, they were all each others’ harems, and it was great.

As she finished getting the suit on, everything except for the helmet, she looked at herself in the reflection of a nearby mirror. She thought she looked intimidating as hell, which was the point. It gave her a few extra inches, added to her already considerable strength and speed, and protected her from a lot. She’d made sure all of their suits helped out and were as safe as could be. She didn’t want anything happening to anyone.

With that in order, she went over her gear, the two pistols she wore on her hips, some grenades of different varieties, her assault rifle. It, too, was custom made and had a lot of neat tricks built into it. She made sure to load herself down with spare ammo, a few knives, and some emergency medical gear, then turned and looked at the others. They were still going over their things with a professional thoroughness that she loved to see.

“I’m heading to the bridge, keep it tight,” she said.

The other three women gave their replies, lost in their work, and she left them to it. She knew a lot of military types like to roll their eyes at mercenaries, calling them a bunch of undisciplined, trigger-happy slackers, and to a certain extent, it was true. Anyone could be a mercenary. Although you had to actually go through a consistent and legally binding process to be in the military, there was no such thing for mercenaries.

All you really needed was a gun, armor, and a hard head.

The problem was that there were a lot of idiots and trigger-happy, undisciplined morons in the merc ranks. But that wasn’t true of Veronica and those she surrounded herself with. They were straight up professional when the time came.

She stepped onto the bridge.

“How are we doing?” she asked.

“Ten minutes out,” Vix replied. “We’re going to drop in at maximum scanner range.”

“Good. Jared?”

“I ran the coordinates through our database. We’re heading for a solar system that’s pretty far out there, and, as far as I can tell, has nothing of value. No trading posts, no mining colonies, nothing. It’s a dead area,” he replied.

“Perfect place for this kind of operation,” Veronica growled.

“You ladies ready to kick ass?” Vix asked.

“Yes. How is our stealth system doing?” Veronica replied. They’d spent a fat amount of credits on buying a black market stealth device that would hide them from most forms of scanning technology last month.

So far, it had done pretty well.

“We’re good,” Jared replied.

Veronica paced about the bridge, anxious and ready to get this show on the road. She was aching to kill these assholes. Slavery was pretty goddamned awful and she was glad to put an end to it however possible.

Finally, the ten minutes passed and they came into the solar system.

Judging from the basic chart of it, Veronica agreed that there was nothing out there. A sun, three planets, one with only one moon, a cluster of asteroids, and that was it. As soon as they got within range, they began running scans.

“Anything?” Veronica asked.

“There,” Jared replied. “There’s some structures built on an asteroid. Basic scans of it indicate that it...seems to match that of a penal colony. It used to be a prison.”

“Ugh, perfect place for this operation. Lots of cells. Get us in closer, nice and steady,” Veronica said.

“On it,” Vix said, bringing them gradually closer to the asteroid.

Veronica keyed her radio. “Okay, everyone, it’s going to be a space op at first. Old prison on an asteroid.”

“What’s the plan?” Angel replied.

“We’ll get in close, then jump ship with thrust packs. From there, we identify their main power source and kill it, then we get inside, hook into the internal sensors, track down and kill every last slaving jerk in there, then rescue everyone there, provided anyone is there, and then slice into the database,” Veronica replied. “Vix, I want you ready to put in a call. There’s a number I left for you. When I tell you to, call it, and say either code green or code red. I’ll let you know which one to say,” she said.

“What does that mean?” Vix asked.

“I set up with some friends. Other Amazonians. They’re on standby. Code green means everything is fine, and to come in with the intention of providing medical help and transportation. Code red means we need help and to come in hot.”

“Smart,” Jared said.

“I can manage it sometimes,” Veronica replied. “I’m heading back to the armory. Let me know when we’re close.”

“Got it,” Vix replied.

…

It seemed to take forever, but finally, all four of them were armored, armed, and ready to go. Veronica, Saf, Angel, and Lindsay stood in the airlock, listening to Vix’s updates. Further scans had given them an estimated count of four hundred people inside. There had to be captured people in there. Veronica felt anger rippling beneath her surface, but made sure to calm herself down. She’d be far, far more upset if her actions resulted in even a single innocent death. No, she could do this. They all could do this.

“We’re in position, I’ve placed us in the shadow of the asteroid. Once you get out, you’ll have to walk about a quarter mile to the structure,” Vix announced. “I can see a main junction box on the exterior. Disabling it will disrupt power long enough for you to get inside. You should definitely know it when you see it.”

“On it. Keep us advised and stay switched on.”

“Understood.”

“You ready?” she asked, looking around at them. They all looked back at her, their faces hidden behind black or silver visors. Being faceless often helped freak people out, which was really what they wanted in a situation like this.

“Yes,” all three of them said.

“Then let’s do this thing.”

She hit the button and the airlock did its thing, evacuating all the atmosphere and then opening the exterior door. The asteroid was about ten feet away. They were floating in space next to it. She looked across its rocky surface. This was going to be a bit crazy, but she’d certainly done crazier things in her lifetime.

Veronica jumped, using the thrust pack to help guide her and land her on the surface. They were going to have to be quick and hope to stay out of the building’s sensors, if it had any. Their suits had some countermeasures, but maybe they were overconfident, so far out here, sure no one would find them.

They moved in silence, not speaking at all as they hurried across the surface, using the thrust packs to propel them along every now and then, trying to stay low and move fast. It still kind of freaked her out, being in outer space like this. It was so dead quiet and death was just centimeters away. But, well, she kind of lived for the thrill of it all.

They managed to make it to the side of the building, which was a huge, gray, bland block of a structure with hardly any windows, without a problem. Well, so far, so good at least. Vix had been right, she spotted the junction node right away. She took a moment to identify the nearest airlock and found one about twenty feet away, then sent the others to guard it and prepare to get it open on her mark, then moved over to the junction.

“In position?” she asked.

“Yes,” Angel replied.

“Vix, anyone twigged to us yet?”

“No, nothing,” Vix replied.

“Good. Going.”

She shot the box up, spraying a dozen rounds into it, and saw it spark. Overhead, the few exterior lights that were working died. She turned and hurried along the outside of the building to join the others, who were already getting the airlock opened up. They had it by the time she joined them and they hurried inside.

“Backup power should be all they have now,” Angel murmured.

The airlock opened to a big room that looked like, at some point, someone had begun re-purposing it, tearing out a bunch of lockers, and then had abandoned the project. There were tables scattered with old tools, stacks of slim lockers everywhere, pulled in big sections from the walls where there had been rows of them, about half of them still standing. It looked like no one had been there for quite awhile.

“Come on,” Veronica whispered, “we’ve got to find a panel we can open and hook into their network.”

They moved quickly across the room, pausing the listen, then Veronica opened the door and stepped out into a hallway beyond. They moved as stealthily as they could, occasionally hearing the sounds of the old prison running, but no signs of life so far. Which was good for them. They kept going through lonely passageways and mostly empty rooms. Veronica figured they’d lucked out and gotten into an abandoned section of the facility. That was how shoddy operations like this went: mercs or salvagers or slavers would squat in a big, abandoned place like this and wouldn’t bother going through most of it.

They found what they were looking for a few minutes later. They didn’t even have to pry the panel off the wall, someone had done it for them at some point in the past, and just left it that way. “God, what a bunch of slackers,” Veronica muttered as she plugged her suit into the exposed innards of the colony.

“There,” she murmured. She contacted Vix. “Vix, I have it. I’m linked into the security system now. Feeding it to you. What do you see?” she asked.

“Give me a minute...okay, I’m sending you a map of the installation with a basic idea of where everyone is. I’ll need a bit to determine how many assholes there are, but at a glance I’d say no more than fifty, and I see a lot of them scattered. Won’t be able to do this real-time I’m afraid, their system is too shitty and I don’t have time, but I’ll stay plugged in and keep track best I can. Good luck out there,” Vix replied.

“Got it. Thanks. Okay, study the map,” Veronica said. “Saf, you’re with me. We’re going to take this section over here. Best I can tell, it’s their command area. The grouping indicates a big group, but not so big that it’s a group of prisoners. Angel, Lindsay, you go over here, to this section, clear them out, and watch your fire.”

They all replied and Angel and Lindsay headed off, jogging away down the big hallway. Veronica looked at Saf. “You ready for this?” she asked.

Saf nodded tightly. “Yeah.”

“Good, let’s go.”

They jogged off down the other direction. For a few minutes, there was nothing but silence. Mainly, they worked their way through big corridors and empty rooms, or rooms that just had piles of junk or crates in them. They stopped briefly to check out every room they came by, just in case someone had come by in the time since they’d checked the security grid, but found nothing until finally they came to what was once a huge cafeteria.

Veronica and Lindsay slipped in through the back, passing through a darkened, long-abandoned kitchen, and hung back among the shadows, scoping the situation out. The room was huge and still housed a lot of tables and benches, old and rusted and filthy. There was a second story, a catwalk that ringed the room, where, once, guards would patrol, watching the prisoners closely. Now it was home to half a dozen slavers, sitting at one of the tables, eating and playing cards and laughing. Veronica felt a wave of white hot hatred roll through her.

“Weapons free,” she whispered.

They’d opted for silenced weapons, to keep themselves quiet for as long as possible. The two of them lined up shots.

“Ready?” Veronica asked softly.

“Ready,” Saf confirmed.

“Go.”

They each fired off three quick shots, whispers in the gloom of the prison food hall, and they each dropped three slavers. They were quick, brutal headshots and blood splashed the table as they collapsed into whatever random positions of death their bodies happened to fall. The pair waited to see if there was some kind of reaction, but there was nothing. No shouts, no alarms, no other people showing up.

“Let’s go.”

They hurried out across the area, heading for the right. According to the map, the next cluster was the command area, down a few hallways with a few isolated slavers strung out. If they could get into the command system, they could get a better idea of what they were working with and how to handle it. They moved quickly and quietly down each corridor, stopping to check every offshoot and doorway that presented itself.

Veronica found a pair of slavers asleep on cots in one room and shot them each in the head. They found a guy pissing at a urinal in a filthy bathroom and painted the tiled wall ahead of him with his blood. They found a few more playing cards again around a small table in a smoky room and shot each of them as quickly as possible. So far, this was going pretty well. Every death brought them a little bit closer to completing their mission.

Finally, they arrived at the command module. Unfortunately, it was up some stairs that a pair of men happened to be coming down right as they as they turned the corner. Veronica opened fire, Saf was covering her back, and shot one of them in the neck. The other let out a scream, warning the others of intruders, and returned fire. He didn’t last longer than a few seconds, as Veronica shot him through the eye, but the damage was done.

She heard shouting and thudding boots.

They’d been compromised.

Well, she’d always been better at full-frontal assaults anyway. “Cover me!” she yelled and then began barreling down the whole length of the hallway. Saf shouted something at her, but there was no time for that, because there was a good six or seven of these jerks rushing down the stairwell towards her. She just kept on running right at them. The men opened fire on her, but the rounds largely either missed or bounced off her armor.

She crashed into them like a force of nature.

Several were sent flying and she heard someone’s arm break. She pulled out her pistol, grabbed a man in a headlock, put the gun to this temple and pulled the trigger. She then picked up the body easily and threw it hard into three men trying to recover. Moving fast and hard, really in her element, she punched another slaver in the face hard enough to crack his skull, killing him, then she brought her pistol up and shot two more in the face in quick succession. She grabbed another and snapped his neck on one sharp, brutal movement.

Saf showed up then, killing the last two survivors.

“Why do you always do that?” she asked. “They could have killed you.”

“It worked out fine,” Veronica replied easily, reloading her weapons and making her way up the stairs.

“And when it doesn’t work out fine?” Saf asked, hurrying after her.

“Then you can say ‘I told you so’, how does that sound?”

“I don’t want to say ‘I told you so’ to a corpse, Veronica,” Saf said.

Veronica didn’t know how to respond to that, because she had a point. She hit the top of the stairs and saw that someone had stayed behind.

“Wait! I have money!” he cried and she shot him in the mouth.

She had come to the control room where they had once run the entire prison from. Half the screens hooked into security cameras weren’t showing anything, and those that were, showed mainly empty rooms and lonely corridors. She quickly found Lindsay and Angel, though. They were moving through a series of rooms that had been set up as dorms, killing everyone they came across. “Help me figure this out,” Veronica said.

Saf just grunted in response. They spent a few minutes working the controls, and hooking Vix into the larger control system, and managed to slowly piece together the situation as it was. After a bit, Vix gave her all the data.

“Okay, Veronica, there’s a little over three hundred and fifty captured civilians over in Cell Block B. They’re all in one area, which should make this easier. There’s eight slavers left alive, though five of them are trying to escape in a shuttle. Don’t worry, I’ll get them.”

“All right, Lindsay, Angel, meet us at Cell Block B. Vix, send that message, code green,” Veronica said, turning and heading back out of the control room.

They were wrapping this up, although this was just the first step. Veronica and Saf hurried through the building and, with Vix’s help, hunted down the last of the slavers. As soon as they were dead, and Vix had hit the escaping shuttle with a missile, obliterating it, they double-checked that they were actually free of the slavers and, once confirming that, they headed to Cell Block B. They all came into a huge room.

Veronica wasn’t really sure what to say. She was better at killing slavers than she was at freeing slaves. She decided to try and keep it simple, like she did with most of her life. “Everyone, listen up!” she called, her voice carrying well in the huge room. “We’re here to rescue you. All of the slavers are dead. We have medical personnel on the way with lots of transportation. We’re going to make sure you get back to your homes.”

There were several shouted questions, and she did her best to answer them, but the one that really tripped her up came after they’d gotten all the doors open and several people came out into the main room, coming down to the ground floor. Most of them seemed to be in a daze. One woman walked up to her. “Who are you with?” she asked.

“What?” Veronica replied.

“Who sent you? You don’t seem like military...or corporate security...”

“We aren’t either. We’re private.”

“Then who sent you?”

“A woman named Amanda. Her brother was captured at an outer colony.”

The woman looked bewildered. “I don’t understand. How did she even find out where we were?” she asked.

“She hired a merc team to go to the colony and look for clues. Found some info the slavers accidentally left behind, had coordinates to this place. I bumped into her yesterday and she told me about this, gave me the coordinates.”

The woman only looked more confused. “So...you’re not affiliated with anyone? I mean...no one came to look for us? I-I don’t...she hired you?” she asked.

Veronica shook her head. “No, we’re doing this gratis.”

“I need a minute...to get this all...figured out. I mean...okay, let me get this straight. We were kidnapped by slavers, and the only reason anyone came here to save us is because one a colonist’s sister hired a team to do a cursory search, found coordinates here, and happened to bump into you? How was it missed? Did anyone even look? I mean...why are you doing this? What stake do you have in this?” she asked.

“It isn’t right,” Veronica replied. “We can put a stop to it, so we’re going to.”

“And that’s...that’s it? It isn’t right, so you flew halfway across the galaxy and put your lives at risk, for free? Just because it isn’t right?”

Veronica nodded, uncomfortable. Because these were a lot of questions she had herself. Why hadn’t anyone else found this? The uncomfortable truth was that pretty much no one else cared, or at least no one else that had the capabilities to deal with this, to stop these monsters, cared.

“Thank you,” the woman said quietly.

“You’re welcome. What’s your name?”

“Lara...I was, um, I was...I studied plant life, at the colony. Can I...would you mind taking off your helmet?”

Veronica slung her rifle and reached up, disengaging her helmet and taking it off. As she did, it seemed to finally occur to the woman just how tall she was.

“You’re an Amazonian,” she murmured.

“Yes,” Veronica replied. She looked around and saw that the others had taken their helmets off as well, they were moving among the dazed colonists, talking with them. A lot of what they were saying was just trying to confirm that, yes, it was over. They were going home, back to their old lives. The woman followed her gaze.

“And she’s a cyvit...a dysil...a kai...I didn’t think you all would risk your lives for us,” she murmured.

“Why? Because they’re aliens?”

“Yes. I...in my experience, relations between humans and aliens hasn’t always been the best,” Lara replied.

“We didn’t care. We don’t care. All we care about is getting you home and putting a stop to this,” Veronica replied firmly.

The woman nodded slowly.

Vix came onto the radio. “Veronica, your backup is here. They’re requesting an update from you,” she said.

“Patch me through,” Veronica replied, and she began updating them on the situation, coordinating their efforts.

…

Jared felt relief flow through him as the airlock finally opened up and all four of his friends came through it. They weren’t limping or carrying each other or bleeding. They were fine. They had completed their mission and gotten through it fine.

“How’d it all go?” he asked as they filed past him, making for the armory.

“Pretty good, all things considered,” Veronica replied. He followed them. When they got to where they were going, they began taking their armor off. “Gonna need you to look over all this later on tonight,” she said.

“I’ll make sure to do it,” he replied. “So...we saved them?”

“We saved them,” Veronica said. “We got in there, killed every last fucking slaver, and rescued three hundred and fifty two people. Most of them were colonists from that place that got attacked, the one Amanda’s brother was from. Tracked him down personally, too. He’s fine. I made some calls to some of my friends in the Amazonian network. They got their hands on some ships and flew out here to help us. Right now, they’re all on those four ships, getting brought to a few space stations. We’re going to make sure they get home...” She sighed.

“What’s wrong?”

“I just wish we could have done more. We got them home, but...those people are going to need therapy, counseling, time to...to heal. You don’t just shake off getting captured, for the most part. But the universe doesn’t fucking care. No one’s going to cut them any slack while they heal up, they’ll just keep asking for money to pay bills when they can’t work cause they’re too fucked up.” She ran a hand through her hair. “God, it’s all fucked up. I made sure to give special instructions to make sure everyone gets to where they’re going. They’ve all got friends or family out there, and if they don’t, well...there’s places they can go.”

“How are we funding all this?” he asked.

“Those assholes had a huge stockpile of weapons and gear down there, and a fat stash of credits, just over ten thousand. We gave it all to the Amazonians and their crew, to sell off and use as fuel for all this shit. They would’ve done it for free, but fuel, repairs, those ships, tickets home...those things cost money. A lot of it.”

Jared nodded. “Yeah...well, at least we did it. Did you find out anything else?”

“Yeah, definitely,” Veronica replied. “We got coordinates on three more of their sites, where they do shit like this. We’re already underway to the nearest one, but it’s about two days away. I talked some of my Amazonian friends into hitting the other two sites. We’ll take them down, steal more data, rescue more people, then do it again. And again. And again until their operation is fucking six feet under.” She finished taking off her armor and stretched. “Sorry, Jared. I need to go work out, gotta unwind. Uh...come see me later on tonight, okay?”

“Okay,” he replied.

He saw that Saf and Lindsay were finished getting out of their armor, and from the way they were holding hands and leaving the room, he figured he could guess what they were going to do. He looked over at Angel.

“Hey, you okay?” he asked.

She shook her head. She looked really upset. “No, I’m not. I need you to do something for me,” she replied, crossing the room and taking his hand.

“What?” he asked.

She began leading him out of the armory and down the hallway, towards their dorms. “I need, like, a really fucking hardcore domination session. Tie me down, beat the shit out of me, and fuck my brains out, could you do that for me?”

“Yeah, I can do that,” he replied.

“Thank you. And...you know, don’t hold back. I just...well, Veronica works out to unwind, and this is what I do to unwind when I’m really stressed out. And right now, well, I’m really fucking stressed out. That was a bit much.”

“Okay, I’ll do whatever I can to help you, Angel,” he said.

“Thank you, really,” she said, and kissed him.

They came to her room and stepped inside. Once they were in, she closed and locked the door, setting her buzzer to ‘do not disturb’. As soon as that was done, she turned to face him, staring at him, as if waiting.

Well, he didn’t want to keep her waiting like that.

“Get on the bed, now,” he said.

“No...please, don’t make me,” she replied.

He reached out, grabbed her by the throat and started forcing her backwards. She stumbled, then fell back onto the bed when she hit it.

“I’m going to make you fuck and there’s nothing you can do about it,” he said as he crawled onto the bed, on top of her.

“No,” she moaned, pushing against him.

“Yes.”

She tried to get up and he slammed her back down against the bed, causing her to yell out. He slapped her hard, then punched her twice in the ribs, not holding back. Angel was very tough, and not just because she was a fit mercenary, but also because her dysil physiology made her denser and tougher than humans, meaning Jared could pretty much hit her as hard as he wanted and wouldn’t do any real damage to her, well, beyond superficial damage. He’d given her a black eye at one point and at least twice he’d split her lip, which she really hadn’t minded. Honestly, she encouraged it, but he still felt weird about that.

“Get your fucking clothes off!” he screamed, and ripped her t-shirt open. He tore it off of her, then forcibly got her sports bra off (she’d asked him not to rip those, apparently finding ones that fit her in just the right way was difficult), freeing her enormous, beautiful orange breasts. He groped them roughly, absolutely in love with the feel of them. He planned to take this farther than he normally did, because she seemed to need it.

He took a moment to get her pants off of her. She’d opted to go without panties today. Actually, now that he thought about it, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen her wear panties. Well, all the easier to get her naked. He freed her broad hips and thick thighs and perfect, smooth pussy. She squeezed her legs shut.

“Oh, don’t even bother with that,” he said, and socked her once in the eye.

She cried out. “Stop! You have to stop!” she screamed.

“I don’t have to do anything. You have to,” he replied, then grabbed her wrist, forcibly pulled her towards the headboard and then secured her arm there with a strap around her wrist. Working fast, he grabbed her other one and secured it firmly. She struggled, yanking hard at the cords and straps, but they were more than strong enough to hold her. He moved down lower, to her legs, and grabbed one of her ankles.

Yanking her leg, making her cry out, he slapped the strap onto her ankle and then repeated the action with her other leg.

Now she was lying on the bed, totally naked, spread-eagle, unable to move or defend herself in any way. He imagined she was deeply turned on right now, which was no doubt helping push whatever was bothering her out of her mind. It was a lot easier to forget your trouble when you were horny and fucking.

“I’m not done with you, slut,” he said, and moved over to her nightstand, which had a ton of toys in it.

“What are you doing?” she moaned.

“You’ll see.”

He found what he was looking for: a roll of silver tape and an eye-mask.

“No, don’t, please don’t,” she whispered.

“Shut up,” he replied, and ripped off a piece of the tape, then slapped it firmly over her mouth. She moaned and tried to say something, but nothing came out but an incoherent sound. Perfect. He secured the eye-mask over her eyes, effectively blinding and gagging her. Angel, Vix, and Saf had all told him about the power of doing it without the ability to see, how it enhanced the experience, and he’d discovered they were right. The sex he’d had at night, in pitch black, when he couldn’t see anything, was fantastic.

“Now, where were we?” he asked as he got on top of her. She struggled and let out a muffled shout, maybe a plea, maybe a curse, it didn’t matter. He settled in between her thick, orange thighs and lined his cock up with her pussy.

Jared groaned in absolute bliss as he pushed into her.

“You fucking slut, you’re wet as hell,” he said as he forced his way inside. “I fucking knew you liked this you filthy whore.”

She shook her head, more muffled words coming out.

“Don’t bother denying it, your body doesn’t lie.”

He started fucking her, going rough right away, really pounding the fuck out of her pussy. She started screaming, the gagged sounds coming out of her darkly erotic. And the way she was struggling was really fucking sexy. And her headboard. He thought it was a little funny that she’d chosen a headboard that would slam into the wall during sex. He supposed she had a point, it did, for whatever reason, make the whole experience hotter.

“That’s it, take it you fucking alien slut,” he growled as he pounded her, burying his cock deep inside of her over and over again.

He punched her in the ribs, hearing her cry out, then he grabbed her neck with both hands and started choking her hard, squeezing and squeezing as he kept fucking her pussy. Her struggles increased as he choked her, cutting off her air, gripping her tightly.

“Take it, bitch!” he screamed at her. “Take it like a fucking whore!”

Just a few seconds later, she began coming. She screamed as loud as she could as he let go of her neck and he kept fucking her all throughout her orgasm, which only made her squirm and jerk and twist even harder. He wanted to come, too, but he knew she liked him to finish on her face or in her mouth if he could.

So he fucked her up through her orgasm, then, right as he was about to come, he pulled his cock from her, got up so that he was straddling her face, ripped off the tape and shoved his cock into her mouth. She cried out as he began coming in her mouth.

“Shut the fuck up,” he whispered as he came down her throat, forcing his cock deep, waves of pleasure rolling through him, “just shut the fuck up, Angel.”

She moaned and he kept emptying his cock into her mouth. She started sucking him off and he moaned loudly in pleasure. All of it felt so fucking good. It was like a starburst, an explosion, an eruption inside of him, like a wave of pure pink energy that splashed out from his core, filling him with the bliss of the orgasm.

As he finished coming down Angel’s throat, he pulled out of her and then pulled the eye-mask off. She stared up at him.

“Thank you,” she whispered. “That was really, really good. I...feel a bit better now.”

“What’s wrong?” he asked, reaching out and laying a hand across her cheek, rubbing it gently and slowly.

“You’re a sweetheart...get me out of this rig and give me some TLC in the shower and I’ll tell you about it,” she replied.

“Okay, Angel.”

He undid the straps holding her in place and she sat up, then wrapped him in her arms, holding him in a tight hug. He hugged her back. He could tell that this wasn’t just a simple affectionate hug, it seemed more...emotional than that.

After a bit, she let him go, stood up and walked to the bathroom. He followed her and then joined her in the shower. He grabbed a bar of soap and lathered it up, then began to run his hands across her soft, warm body, pausing to massage her shoulders.

“Mmm...that’s so nice,” she whispered. After a bit, she took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “My little sister was taken as a slave when I was teenager,” she said.

“Oh...God, I’m so sorry, Angel.”

“So am I,” she said quietly. “I...didn’t know how to react, other than to want her back. I was so...pissed, so disgusted, so scared. My parents did what they could, but no one cared. Dysil were treated even worse back then and we were on a human world, a bad one. They came there, my parents, when I was still a baby. I think there was some kind of trouble they were in. All I know is that they hopped planets until they ran out of money and that’s where they ended up. No one would really listen to us, and we didn’t have the money to pay someone to investigate...”

“What did you do?” he asked.

She sighed. “I was already running with a bad crowd, because even from an early age, I could see the reality of my situation: everyone was going to see me as something negative. Evil, violent, dangerous, thieving, whorish, whatever. So I figured, why not just live that life and enjoy it since no one was going to give me a chance anyway? But that was when I found out I had some real friends. I told them what happened, they helped me find her. She’d been at a friend’s house and they’d gone out, gotten into somewhere they weren’t supposed to, and they got nabbed. We did some digging, and finally got a lead.”

She stopped talking abruptly, took a moment to gather herself. “When we finally found her, and some of the others they’d taken, they were dead. I think...I never found out what happened, not for sure, but I think the slavers thought they were in danger of being found out, so they...killed their stock, so they couldn’t be identified by them, and ran.”

“Angel, I’m so sorry,” he whispered, turning her around and wrapping her in a hug.

She hugged him back fiercely, almost painfully. “I haven’t told that to anyone for a long time,” she said softly. “I just wanted to forget it. It’s why I do a lot of what I do. That really hammered home for me how fast everything can go from smooth and easy to totally and utterly fucked beyond measure. I still think about her, still have nightmares about her. I’ve mostly gotten over it, or at least stopped thinking about it constantly, but this work we’re doing...it...”

“I know, I’m sorry,” he said.

“I just-I think I needed to talk about it, because this is right, what we’re doing. This is precisely right, we have to do this. It just hurts. It hurt so bad seeing all those people in fucking cages, but it felt so good to rescue them, to get them home, because that’s the gift I can give, the one I never got, can never get.”

He didn’t know what to say to that, so he just held her until she eventually let go of him. She sniffed and rubbed at her eyes, and he realized she’d been crying a little bit. He’d never seen her cry before, at least not out of sadness.

“Thank you,” she said, “for listening. I’m sorry, this must be a lot.”

“It’s fine, Angel. I’m your friend, if this helps you feel better, then I want to help you feel better,” he replied immediately.

She smiled a small smile then. “That’s why you’re a sweetheart. Ah, it’s so nice that you’re in my life. You and the others here on this ship. It’s very hard to find friends, genuine friends that I can actually trust. There was a time when I didn’t even think trust was possible any longer. But...I’m very, very grateful to see that I was wrong.” She paused, seeming to consider something. “You asked me what my name was, before Angel, and I told you that I might tell you someday. If you still want to know, I’d be willing to tell you.”

“I’d like to know,” he replied.

“Zelina. That was my name. My friends called me Z. But...Zelina’s dead, at this point. Who I was before is gone. I worked hard for decades to cut the dead weight loose, to cut out all the bad things about me, and I think I did a pretty good job, by now...I am Angel. I’m someone totally different than I was back then.”

“You’re Angel,” he agreed.

“I’m glad you think so. There’s almost no one left who knows my first name, as far as I know...” Her features softened suddenly, the intensity in her gaze lessened, and she seemed to visibly relax, a shudder going through her body. She popped her neck and rolled her shoulders. “I don’t really feel like leaving my bedroom tonight...would you be willing to spend the night with me? I also don’t feel like being alone,” she asked.

“Yeah, of course, although I have to go see Veronica and then after that I’ve got to look over all your gear, make sure it’s top notch for the next time,” he replied.

She nodded. “I’ll be waiting. And...thanks. I try not to ask too much of everyone.”

“It’s fine, Angel.” He gave her a hug. “I’m happy to help you out.”

“Thanks.”

She hugged him back and they resumed their TLC.

…

After he stepped out of Angel’s room, he bumped into Vix.

“Hey...is everything okay?” she asked. “You look a little...I don’t know, upset.”

“It got kind of heavy in there, with Angel. She just...told me a sad story. Um...is it okay if I spend the night with her? She really needs it right now.”

“Yeah, that’s fine, babe,” Vix replied. “Be with her. Saf and Lindsay want me for a threesome anyway.”

He laughed and kissed her. “Okay, go have fun.”

“You too. Let me know if you need anything.”

“I will.”

He watched her go and slip into Saf’s quarters, briefly hearing the two women moaning as the door opened and closed, and then went and knocked on Veronica’s door. But she said she was still busy, needed some time, so he went to work in the armory instead. He found his thoughts drifting as he laid out Veronica’s armor and began going over it, cleaning it up, getting the dents out, making sure nothing had been broken or messed up during all the chaos. He was thinking about slavers, about his relationships, about his own life, and how lucky he’d been so far. He’d seen some messed up stuff, but...nothing like what Angel had described.

He couldn’t even imagine that level of pain.

He wasn’t sure if he could have endured it.

Jared managed to get all the way through fixing up Veronica’s armor, and most of the way through Lindsay’s, before Veronica told him she was ready. Curious to see what she wanted, he left the armory and headed up to her room.

When he came inside, he found her laying on her bed, in a sports bra and panties, clearly having just gotten out of a shower.

“Jared...am I out of my mind?” she asked suddenly.

“What?” he replied. Whatever he’d been expecting, it wasn’t this.

She kept staring up at the ceiling.

“Am I crazy to be leading this war against these assholes? I kind of feel like I just...decided we were going to do this without really thinking about it. I mean, it worked...this time. But, I mean, are you all just going along with this? Is this even possible?”

“Veronica, come on, get real,” he replied, and that seemed to startle her out of her reverie, which was what he was hoping for. She might want something calm and comforting just then, but he knew what was better for her: blunt truth.

“What?” she asked, sitting up.

“You’ve got power, passion, and pull with us, but get real, do you think we’d really do this if we didn’t think it was a good idea? If we didn’t believe in it?”

She thought about it for a minute, then laughed, a short, kind of grim laugh. “I suppose not,” she replied.

“This is dangerous, and insane, but a lot of the stuff we do tends to be those two things. We’re mercenaries, this is what we signed up for. We’re making the galaxy a better place, what better way is there to live, Veronica?” he asked.

“You’re right,” she said. “Thanks. I just...sometimes, I have doubts. And I don’t really tell anyone about them. I can’t. But...for whatever reason, you’re easy to talk to. I guess it’s because I’m not afraid that you’ll judge, ridicule, or mock me.”

“I wouldn’t do that to anyone here. Well...okay, I’ll judge any one of you if you do something fucked up, but I think that’s only right. And I expect every single one of you to judge me if I do something fucked up. That’s how we stay good, we keep each other there.”

She nodded. “That’s very true. Thanks, Jared. Now, the other reason I called you here...well, I think you can guess it,” she said, smiling a very different smile.

“I think I can. Lay the fuck down, take your fucking clothes off, and shut your fucking mouth, Veronica, do you understand me?”

Her grin widened. “Make me.”

He spent the next hour and a half making her.

CHAPTER 03

The next week and a half passed by in a blur for them all.

The morning after he’d spent the night with Angel, he woke up to a fairly pleasant surprise. He heard something being moved, and Angel talking quietly to herself, and realized that he was, like most mornings, extremely horny. But one this morning, the lust seemed more powerful than usual. For a few seconds, he felt frustrated that Angel wasn’t still in bed with him, but when he opened his eyes and sat up, he saw why.

And became very excited.

“Help me get into this thing, will you?” she asked.

“Gladly,” he replied, practically hopping up out of bed, his tiredness banished. His erection felt like a bar of metal and how much he wanted sex right then was almost painful.

Angel was setting up her hanging rig.

Sometimes she liked to get in it and be fucked while suspended in air, and he particularly enjoyed doing that to her. Although it often seemed like he particularly enjoyed everything they did. He quickly helped her get up into the rig. He’d learned a bit about it, and he’d fucked almost everyone onboard in it. Everyone but Veronica and Vix. Vix was a bit too anxious to try it, and Veronica couldn’t fit in it. They were working on securing a big enough one for her cause he really wanted to fuck the shit out of her in a hanging rig.

When she was all done up in it, Angel was about three feet off the floor, on her stomach, her legs hunched against her stomach and spread open a little, her arms along her sides. She was utterly secure and couldn’t move an inch.

“Oh, fuck, I love being like this,” she moaned as he walked around to the front of her. “Fucking use me like a worthless whore,” she said, looking up at him.

“Shut the fuck up, Angel,” he replied, and shoved his cock in her mouth. She moaned again, louder, as he grabbed her head and started violently fucking her in the mouth, shoving his cock so hard into her that it went a little down her throat.

She started gagging as he did that. When he’d first asked her if she was okay with it, she’d said that she loved gagging like that, so he did it often for her.

“That’s it you fucking bitch,” he said, fucking her face hard, more getting off on the act itself rather than the oral. It was kind of hard for her to suck dick when he was slamming her face like this. And it was clearly mutual, she was moaning as well as gagging. He kept it up for as long as he could stand it and when the urge to sink his cock into her tight, wet pussy became too much, he pulled out of her mouth.

She began coughing and panting. “Please, master, please-” she whispered.

“Shut up. You need to be punished,” he replied, moving slowly around her.

“I’ve been a bad girl,” she moaned. “I’ve been a really bad girl.”

“I know, and you’re going to punished. I’m going to use you like a worthless piece of ass, Angel. I’m going to use you like a fuck toy.”

He ran his fingertips across her side and she moaned and shuddered.

“Make me learn to be good,” she whispered, trembling with desire.

“You never fucking learn, you dumb whore,” he replied, getting behind her.

Her pussy was practically dripping. She was as insanely horny as he was. She began to say something, then gasped as he touched the head of his cock to her vagina. He could feel the heat radiating off of her. That was something he really liked about dysil and especially xenian women: when they were really horny their pussies got so hot it was almost like a furnace. He began rubbing his head against the lips of her pussy.

“Please...” she moaned, her head hanging. She was panting. “Please, please give it to me,” she whispered.

“You want this?” he asked, and pushed his cock just a little bit into her.

She moaned louder. “Yes! Yes, I want it,” she said.

“How much, Angel? How much do you want it?”

“I want it bad! I want it so bad...so, so, so bad master...” she groaned, twitching and writhing against the restraints. “Fuck, please give it to me.”

“Are you going to behave?” he asked.

“Yes! Yes, I promise, I promise I’ll behave. I’ll be a good girl, I promise, master. Please, just give it to me. Give it to me!” she yelled.

“Shut up!” he said, and reached forward, grabbing her hair and yanking her head up. “You don’t ever tell me what to do, Angel.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please! Please, I want it!”

He let go. “Are you going to be a good whore, Angel?” he asked, slowly moving his cock around, pushing it a little deeper into her, then pulling it back.

“Yes! I’ll be a good whore! I’ll be a good slut!” she screamed. “Please-ohmyfuckinggodyes! Yes! Dick me hard!” she shrieked as he grabbed the rig and forced his way into her, burying his entire rock-hard length into her insanely hot, wet alien vagina.

“You like that?” he asked as he started fucking her hard, pounding that fantastic pussy of hers. Pleasure, like a drug, began to burn through him immediately as he fucked her. Fuck, she was so goddamned hot and wet!

“Yes,” she moaned, her head hanging now. “Yes, fuck, I like it so much. I love it so much!” she cried.

He got a better grip on the rig and pulled her into him every time he pushed forward, thrusting into her, penetrating her hard and deep.

“YES! FUCK, JARED! FUCK ME LIKE A WORTHLESS WHORE!” she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Before he knew it, she was coming hard. She let out a wordless scream of pure bliss as her pussy twitched and spasmed violently, releasing a hot spray of sex juices all over his lower stomach, hips, thighs, and balls.

“That’s a good girl,” he said as he fucked her orgasming vagina. “That’s a good little dysil slut, Angel.”

“Yesyesyesyesyes...” she babbled, groaning and screaming as the orgasm tore through her. And that just pushed him over the edge. Jared thought that he was going to last longer, but he just didn’t have it in him, and within seconds he was coming into her, pumping her pussy fully of his seed one hard squirt at a time.

“Oh fuck, you’re coming in me!” she moaned. “I love it! I love feeling it!”

“I love it, too, Angel,” he groaned, grabbing her broad, smooth hips and pulling her against him as he climaxed into her.

Both of them moaned and twisted and writhed against each other as they were both thrown into their own universes of blinding pleasure and raw bliss. Like it always did, it ended. And like it always felt, it ended too soon. When he was done filling her up with his come, Jared pulled carefully out of Angel and then walked around to the front.

“You doing okay?” he asked.

“Uh-huh...” she muttered, gasping for breath. “So good. I love your dick.”

“I love your pussy,” he replied, rubbing the side of her face. “Come on, let’s get you out of this thing. We’ve got a long day ahead of us.”

“Yeah, but now I feel ready to face it,” she replied as he helped her down.

Once she was out of the rig, they headed into the shower. Both of them brushed their teeth and then began washing up.

“I wanted to thank you...you know, for listening, and, uh, staying the night with me,” Angel said, clearly feeling awkward.

“It’s fine, Angel. It wasn’t like...a big sacrifice or anything,” he replied. He moved in closer and wrapped her in a hug.

“I know. I mean...well, I was worried Vix might be a little upset.”

“No, she was fine with it.”

“That’s good. And, I mean, I guess I’m just feeling weird about the whole thing because I don’t really...I haven’t really opened up to someone like that in awhile. I haven’t really had reason to. This is just shaking me up a lot, and it’s...it’s good to know that I can trust you. It’s hard for me to really trust someone.”

“I’m glad you can trust me, Angel,” he replied, rubbing her back as they hugged in the shower together. “If you have anything else you want to talk about, just come find me.”

“I appreciate that...okay, enough of that. It’s going to be go time soon enough and I’ve, well, we’ve all got to get our heads right.”

Jared nodded. Although he wasn’t going on the mission, his and Vix’s roles were no less important. The team would need information in the field as fast as possible. He’d need to be thinking clearly as well. Once they were both thoroughly washed off, they got out, dried and then dressed. From there, they moved through the ship and found everyone else already gathered in the kitchen. Veronica and Saf were preparing a huge breakfast.

“Hey you two. Are you okay, Angel?” Veronica asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Jared and I had...a nice talk,” she replied as the two of them sat down at the table with the others.

“Oh yeah?” Lindsay asked, grinning. “Cause I think I heard more than just talking.”

“Well, you know, after the talk was something different,” Angel replied, smiling back at her.

“I’m glad you’re feeling better,” Saf said. “We’re all going to need to focus up today. We’ve got another base to hit. We’ll get into details later, but suffice to say that it’s going to be very cold when we get there. So, be ready for that.”

“Ugh, I hate the cold,” Angel groaned.

“Me too,” Vix replied.

“You aren’t going!”

“I know, but I can sympathize.”

“I suppose so.”

They continued chatting as breakfast was made. When it was done, they had their pick of bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes, sausage, and biscuits and gravy. Jared liked the light atmosphere of the meal, but as it drew to a close, he could feel the tension coming, like distant thunder before a storm. And, before he knew it, it was time to get back to work.

…

Veronica understood how they felt about the cold, and this place was cold.

The next outpost they were hitting was an old mining installation on a frozen moon. Thankfully, her friends had decided to keep helping. One team was hitting another installation that was also on an asteroid, and the second team was hitting a ship. She was hoping that they could do this fast enough that they wouldn’t notice their operation on the asteroid was down, but even if they could, this second wave was certainly going to be the end of their surprise attacks. After that, it was going to get a bit more difficult.

But this was the kind of thing she’d trained for.

The kind of thing she lived for.

Well, one of them, anyway.

Right now, they were riding down to the surface in the Valkyrie, preparing to land about a mile away from the settlement. They were going in basically blind, but it was going to run just like the previous mission had gone. Hopefully. But they were also pretty good at that. Right now, she, Saf, Angel, and Lindsay were in the cargo bay, next to the airlock, suited up and ready for action, as Vix brought the ship down through the atmosphere.

She silently wished the other teams good luck. Some of them, hell, most of them, were her friends. They went way back to the Project Amazon days. It was going to be a tough battle all the way, and they knew that, and had offered to help anyway.

Suddenly, the ship came in for a landing. As it did, the engines shut down, and there was silence, although she thought she could hear winds shrieking somewhere beyond the hull. Surely that was her imagination. Veronica had used to hate the cold, and one of the side effects from the Amazonian genetic engineering that she really liked was the fact that she could tolerate much lower temperatures than normal. She felt pretty much comfortable in a t-shirt from forty degrees all the way up to one ten. She could survive in negative forty degree temperatures if she had to. And, to make matters better, her suit protected her from the cold a great deal.

“I’ve got some preliminary data,” Vix said through the radio link.

“Oh yeah? What’s it say?” Veronica replied.

“This is a shoddy operation. There’s no patrols outside the facility at all, and there’s barely a dozen people in the topside area. I’m getting some readings from below, but it’s harder to penetrate that far with just passive scans. You should be able to get into the top area without any trouble, kill the guards and then plug me into the network so I can scope the situation out.”

“Got it. We’re going now.”

“Good luck. Stay safe.”

“Will do,” Veronica replied, though she didn’t think that was entirely true.

She liked risking her life too much.

They made their way through the airlock and came out into a heavily forested region that was covered in fresh snow. She went first, slowly making her way down the small ramp that led away from the ship and coming into the snow. She made sure her compass was pointing her the right way and then started making her way through the snow. It was falling from the skies now, which was good. It would help mask them.

The four of them spread out as they headed into the forest. For awhile, they moved through the trees without talking, except for the brief mission chatter between her and Vix. Veronica glanced at Angel occasionally. She could tell that what had happened at the asteroid had messed her up. Angel was probably the best among all of them at keeping a poker face, and so far, in their time together, she’d never really seen anything get to Angel. Bug her? Yeah. Piss her off? Sure. But never actually get to her, to mess her up.

She’d been messed up yesterday.

Veronica had been considering talking to her, but she was so bad with things like that, and she’d been kind of messed up herself. That conversation with the woman, with Lara...it still bothered her. She’d had nightmares last night. She hadn’t had nightmares, at least not vivid ones that she really remembered, for years now.

But, thankfully, Jared had gone to her, and whatever he’d done or said seemed to have evened her out a bit. She was still upset, but now she was back in control.

They made good time, reaching the outpost in about ten minutes. Not bad, considering the uneven terrain and snowstorm. Based on the intel, all of the personnel that were up top were all in the central building. There were a smattering of buildings, little more than shacks and a few outer structures, around the main compound that granted access to the mine, which was built into the side of a mountain.

They moved quick and quiet, clearing the outer buildings and finding nothing before breaching the main one, which was also fairly easy. There was an electronic lock system, but Veronica got through it without too much trouble, and then they were inside.

They split up, Veronica and Saf going left, Angel and Lindsay going right.

The next fifteen minutes passed slowly as they cleared every room. Like on the asteroid, most of them were empty or full of old and dusty equipment. It seemed like they were making a habit of finding and re-purposing old, abandoned sites. It was cheap and effective, she supposed, but this was pretty shoddy work, like Vix had said.

They found two men asleep on cots and put them down with quick shots.

Three more were eating and watching something, a cartoon that she didn’t recognize, and she and Saf painted the screen with their blood. By the time they met back up with the others in what passed for a control area, they’d eliminated all twelve slavers between the four of them, and no one, as far as they could tell, had raised the alarm.

Veronica plugged into the system.

“Okay, I’m in, give me a minute,” Vix murmured. They waited. Veronica could feel every second. She was terrible at waiting, but she knew Vix, as fast and as smart as she was, could only work so fast. “I’ve got it,” she said suddenly. “This is another site. There’s a little over a hundred people down there. Most of them, just over eighty, are grouped together in one area, the rest are scattered throughout. Forwarding you the map with the relevant data.”

“Perfect. How about a way down? I’d rather not announce our presence to the world by coming down in a cargo lift,” Veronica said.

“Um...two rooms to the left, there’s a ladder. It’s a bit of a climb, but it’ll be quiet,” Vix replied after a moment.

“Got it. Thanks.”

“Yep. Oh, also, I managed to patch into their comms. It’s pretty quiet, but I’ll let you know when they discover you. If it’s not already super obvious.”

“Thanks. You’re the best, Vix.”

“I know. Come back safe.”

Veronica laughed. “We will.”

They trekked down the ladder. Veronica looked down the shaft it was in, frowning. It indeed went down deep. Well, they could handle it. She went first, settling into a quick and certain rhythm of making progress, thinking about all the sex she was going to have after this mission was over to unwind.

Finally, she hit the bottom and stepped off, securing the area.

Once all four of them were in the room, they checked the map and put a quick plan together based on the map Vix had given them. Veronica and Saf would go after the largest grouping of people to confirm that it was where they were keeping those they had kidnapped. Angel and Lindsay would take out the stragglers.

Once they had their plan, they headed out.

It went well, at first. They moved through the mining complex, making their way through large storage rooms, areas filled with partially disassembled vehicles in mid-repair, or huge pieces of mining equipment. They were empty of life. They began to hear voices as they drew closer, and before long, they finally found what they were looking for. There was a big group of them gathered in what had once been a dining hall.

“Ready?” Veronica whispered.

“Yep,” Saf replied.

Veronica tossed a flash-bang into the room. It went pretty quickly after that. They took out fifteen slavers in the dining hall, then cleaned up another five spread out among the area, either trying to get out of there or trying to react to the situation. They killed their way through the structure and as they swept the area, Veronica felt in her element. There was a time when she was uncomfortable with the fact that she was getting used to killing people, but she’d finally figured out the truth of the situation. Or her truth, anyway.

Some people didn’t deserve to live.

It was okay to kill them.

The trick was figuring out who were the ones that needed to die. She’d gotten a lot better at that over the years, and for the most part, she tried not to kill people, unless the situation really called for it. And the situation certainly called for it here. People who kidnapped innocent people to force them into slavery were near the top of the list of those who deserved to die.

By the time the other two showed back up and they’d confirmed that they’d cleared out the facility, Veronica and Saf had found and were in the process of freeing the imprisoned. This time, they’d been pretty much thrown into the old miner’s quarters that had been stripped out and every possible exit but the main one welded shut. It went pretty much the same as it had before, with the others. Some people cried, a few laughed, most were dazed.

This time, she had Vix put in a call to a group of people who specialized in this kind of thing, one she’d had checked out thoroughly and had worked with before. They relied mostly on donations, but they provided at least basic services in getting people back home and dealing with trauma. It had been a clue to Veronica as to how upset she was and how much she wasn’t thinking properly that she hadn’t put in the call to them first, but she supposed she couldn’t entirely blame herself.

The fact that fucking no one had come to help these people, when it wasn’t that fucking difficult to do, had angered her to her core. She knew the universe was a fucked up place and most people didn’t care, but she hadn’t had it so thoroughly highlighted until she’d run into Amanda and then had rescued that first batch of people, and talked with Lara. She remembered the woman’s bewilderment at the situation.

It took an hour for the group of medics, therapists, and other specialized personnel to get there, and Veronica and Angel took the time to case the location for valuables while Lindsay and Saf stayed with the others, trying to reassure them, let them know what was happening. They managed to find a good stash of guns, a lot of credits, some valuable pieces of tech and, after doing a bit of digging and learning that this place technically belonged to no one and it was fair salvage, Veronica had had Vix call up a salvaging group and sell the location to them for a pretty fat sum after they’d provided details on just how much stuff had been left behind.

They’d donated all the credits they’d found and the majority of the credits made from selling the place to the salvagers to the group they’d called to help and then, once they were sure everything was going the way it was supposed to, they retreated to their ship. Vix and Saf agreed to go over all the information they’d pulled out of what passed for a database in the abandoned mining complex. Then she stripped out of her armor, found Jared, grabbed him from whatever it was he was doing and dragged him to her quarters.

…

Jared watched as Veronica pulled off her sports bra and tossed it away, freeing her huge, perfect, pale tits.

She’d been a bit...forceful, when she’d grabbed him and pulled him to her room, demanding that he fuck her.

It had taken close to five hours to actually finish everything up. Right now, as far as he knew, Vix and Saf were combing through the data recovered from the place, and Lindsay and Angel were engaging in sex to unwind. Exactly what Veronica clearly wanted to do. So he’d let himself be practically dragged along by the seven foot blonde. Because even though he hadn’t been there, the whole thing had been tense.

And he could use some sex to take his mind off of things as well.

“Come on,” she said, pulling her pants off and kicking them away. “I need a shower. We can get started there.”

“Yes ma’am,” he replied, quickly undressing as he followed her.

They got into the shower as she turned on the water up to a comfortably hot temperature and as soon as they were in there together, behind the glass door in the misty warmth, she came to him, picked him up, held him against her and kissed him deeply. He kissed her back, hugging her, holding her, slipping his tongue into her mouth.

For a moment, there was just the two of them. Just her and her mouth and her tongue, her taste and scent, her lips, her wet, naked, fit body pressed against his own. Her huge, wet breasts pressing against his bare skin.

Then she let him go, let him stand again, and took a deep breath.

“I needed that,” she murmured, smiling at him. “I’m also going to need a hard fuck...you want me to lay down and just fuck me?” she asked.

“Fuck yes,” he replied.

“I like how easy you are, Jared. I don’t just mean getting you to fuck, but how you just...go with the flow. We never argue during sex.”

“That’s because sex is awesome, however I’m having it,” he replied. “Plus, I’m just a pretty laid back kind of person.”

Veronica laid down on her back and spread her long, long legs. “I really appreciate that in a person,” she said.

He looked at her tremendously thick thighs and her insanely broad, huge hips as he got down in between her legs. Then up at her tight, trim stomach, up further to her enormous pale tits and those perfect pink nipples, then he was looking at her beautiful face. It was such an interesting face, there was a harshness there, a roughness, but also an intense alluring sexiness. He was so insanely lucky to get to make love with her.

She grinned. “What are you looking at?” she asked as he finished laying down.

“Your beautiful face,” he replied.

She laughed. “You are so sweet for a mercenary, you know that?”

“Oh yeah?” he asked, and slipped himself slowly inside of her.

She gasped. “Yeah...you really are...mmm, fuck I love your dick,” she whispered as he started sliding smoothly in and out of her.

“And I love your pussy,” he groaned in reply, laying down and making love to her, thrusting into her, causing her to cry out.

And then there was no more talking as they made love in the shower, lying on the floor, wet and naked and totally engaged in the sex they were having, focused wholly on each other. He forgot everything as he buried himself within that perfect Amazonian pussy of hers. Veronica had, as far as he could tell in his experience with such, the best human vagina he had ever been inside of, by far. He remembered being worried, when he first began sleeping with her, that he wouldn’t be able to satisfy her with his dick.

He thought that her seven foot stature would prevent that.

But he’d been wrong. Gloriously wrong.

As a side effect of her genetic engineering and her constant attention to fitness and working out, her vagina was so fucking tight. Like, seriously tight. And another apparent side effect was that she was super horny pretty often and really easy to get off. She was so fucking hot and wet inside whenever he went into her.

“Oh, Jared...yes! Make me come!” she moaned loudly.

He reached down between them and began rubbing her clit with his thumb. He’d barely even begun before she was screaming and then bucked hard, an automatic reaction, nearly throwing him off, as she started orgasming. He felt that hot spray of feminine sex juices escaping her pussy, felt her muscles began to massage his cock.

And then he was coming into her.

Jared moaned her name loudly as he started shooting his seed into her, pumping her pussy full of it, filling her with it. Not just from the sheer pleasure of it, which washed through him in waves of raw bliss, but the simple, basic, nameless gratification that came from orgasming into a woman with zero protection between them. Beneath all the emotions and gratification, he knew it was because his body was rewarding him for doing what it thought was his primary mission in life: procreation. But he could gladly ignore that and instead just reveal in that satisfaction that briefly transformed him into a being of rapturous bliss.

He moaned her name over and over again as he emptied his cock into her, filling her up with everything he had, and then his cock was dry-kicking, still jerking and twitching occasionally as it began to soften.

“Oh wow,” he murmured, laying against her, his head pillowed on her big, firm tits. He particularly loved doing that.

“Yes. That was very nice,” Veronica whispered, reaching down and affectionately running her hand through his wet hair.

They laid there together until he slowly pulled out of her and stood up.

“Is everything okay?” he asked. “How did it go in there?”

“It was a mess, but we got it done,” she replied as she stood up. “I think it’s going to get harder, though. They have to notice that their outposts aren’t reporting in, now that there’s going to be four of them down.”

“Yeah...” Jared murmured, feeling his worry begin to leak back in.

“But don’t worry, we’ve got this,” Veronica said.

He nodded. He hoped she was right.

…

They had finally sifted through the data and found something useful.

“What are we looking at?” Veronica asked as she stepped onto the bridge. It had been two hours since her fuck session with Jared and after he’d gone, she’d started working out. She hadn’t been finished when Vix had given her a call, so she’d just showered quickly, changed and began making for the bridge.

“Not a whole lot, unfortunately, but I think we have enough to do something big,” Vix replied. She was seated in the pilot’s seat, looking over a few different screens. “We’ve found the locations of two more outposts, and one of them has a higher up individual in the hierarchy, I think. A lieutenant. He’s bound to have some intel.”

“Perfect,” Veronica said, staring at the screen as well. “Have we heard from the other two teams?” she asked.

“Yes. One of them, Emily’s team, is ready to go. But Lucy’s team sustained some injuries and they’re going to need to sit this next one out,” Vix replied.

“Shit,” Veronica muttered. “Are they okay?”

“They’re fine, Lucy told me to tell you not to worry,” she replied.

“Mmm, she would say that...” She sighed. “Okay, what do we know about the two locations?” she asked.

“The big one is in the middle of a forest, pretty far out there. It’s not a place that hold slaves, it’s a safe house, I think. That’s where the asshole is. The other one is set up in a series of caves on a moon pretty far away as well. That one does hold slaves,” Vix replied.

“Okay, okay...forward Emily’s team all relevant data on the one in the caves. We’re going to go after the big one. Prepare all the intel you can. How far away is it?”

“A day out.”

“Get us going there immediately, and...thanks. This is really helpful.”

Vix smiled at her. “You’re welcome. Don’t worry, Veronica, we’ll bring them down.”

She nodded, then went back to work out again until the data was ready.

…

She was ready.

They were going into the battle yet again.

Veronica had filled the past day mainly with training. She needed to be sharp and ready. She’d worked out, she’d done some hand-to-hand combat training with Saf, she’d used the shooting range. Somewhere in there, she’d slept for a few hours and had a few more rounds of sex with Jared, then with Saf, since she didn’t want to wear him out, or monopolize him. Eventually, they’d finally found the planet they were looking for.

Vix had managed to get them down through the atmosphere and landed two miles from the structure without a problem. They were being extra careful this time. Even passive scans had revealed a lot more gear and hardware inside the facility, and a solid forty people. According to the intel, everyone here was hostile.

Although they needed to get that el-tee alive.

They’d been lucky enough to find some visual records and had gotten a picture of him, so they knew who not to kill.

The four of them were armed and armored and had been walking for awhile now. They’d made it through a mile and three quarters. They were almost there. So far, they hadn’t encountered any patrols, but Vix had warned them that she’d seen some life signs away from the main structure. Veronica was putting her many talents and amped up abilities to use, trying to ensure that no one snuck up on them. So far, they were good.

As they drew within a hundred meters of the facility, which she could now see in the distance, they encountered their first patrol. Two men were walking along a path. Veronica froze and had the others do the same, waiting until they got close enough and then walked past their hidden position so that she could shoot them both in the back of the head in rapid succession. Once they were dead, she and Saf pulled their bodies into the underbrush and then kept going. The basic scan had given them enough information to know that there were two good ways into the base. As they drew within twenty meters, they split up.

Veronica and Saf were going to take the main entrance, while Angel and Lindsay were going to take on a side entrance. They moved swiftly through the forest, taking down another two patrols until they finally came to the edge of a big clearing that the facility was built into. It was all one building, two stories tall.

“Are you ready for this?” she asked.

“Yep,” Saf replied.

“Lindsay? Angel?”

“We’re in position,” Angel replied. She sounded better.

“Going now.”

Veronica grabbed the single-shot rocket launcher she’d snagged from the stockpile they’d found in the last place and had decided to hang onto. She aimed right for the front doors and fired. As soon as the rocket was launched, she dropped it and grabbed her rifle, bringing it up and staring into the digital zoom.

At the same time that she’d fired off the rocket, Saf had fired off three shots, taking down the three men on the roof. Two more men came around from the side of the building and she fired on them, putting them down quickly. They waited ten seconds longer, and then a trio of men hurried out through the burning remains of the front entrance, and she and Saf put them down as well. Once they were dead, no others came out.

“Let’s go,” Veronica said.

They burst from the treeline, crossing the distance as quickly as they could. Veronica pulled out a pair of flash grenades and tossed them in ahead of her. Right before they went off, she and Saf reached the door, one to either side. Once they both burst, they rushed into the room and opened fire on a dozen men stumbling around, taking the bare second it took ensure that each one was not the man they were looking for.

“Angel, how are you doing?” she asked, shooting another man as he popped out from one of the doors and opened fire, trying to get the jump on them. Which was particularly difficult to do on an Amazonian.

“We’re in, making good time,” Angel replied.

They kept pressing into the structure, past the main entry room and into a long hallway. The next several minutes passed by quickly. They stopped in every room they came across. Vix was now keeping an eye on the installation, having brought the ship up into the air, getting closer and also scanning the area more thoroughly as soon as the attack had started, so there was no way anyone was going to escape. So they could take their time.

They cleared a bathroom, two bunk-style bedrooms, a storage area, a kitchen, and a lounge area before coming to the end of the hall, killing another eight slavers. When they reached the end of the hallway, Veronica stood to the right, Saf to the left. Veronica waited, then kicked the door in and took in the room beyond at a glance.

It looked like some kind of swagged out office. A huge desk with a massive leather chair behind it, full bar off to the left, couches and lounge chairs off to the right.

And, behind the desk…

“Hold it!” Veronica snapped.

The man they were looking for, the lieutenant, was sitting behind the desk. He looked just like he did in the video: tall, well-built, dark hair, handsome in a bland kind of way that cheap cosmetic surgery offered.

“Up. Now. Slowly,” Saf said.

As the man slowly began to stand up, (and wow did he look pissed,) a shout sounded from behind them. Veronica glanced back, saw two men coming down the corridor at them with shotguns. She aimed and fired. She shot one through the chest and caught the other in the neck. As she finished firing, Veronica heard a gunshot and a sound she always secretly was terrified of hearing: Saf screaming in pain.

She spun around, saw the bastard behind the desk had a pistol in hand and was now aiming it at her. She snapped her gun forward and fired, shooting the gun out of his hand by putting a round through the back of his hand. He screamed and she had to seriously fight the urge to kill him, instead shooting him through the knee when he tried to run out from behind the desk. Screaming louder, the man hit the floor in a daze.

Veronica saw that Saf was kneeling now, her hand over her stomach.

“Asshole had an armor piercing round,” she gasped. “Can feel it. In my stomach.”

“Hold on, Saf,” Veronica replied, placing a hand on her shoulder. “I’ll fix you up.”

“Don’t. Go deal with him,” she replied. “He’s try to crawl away.”

Veronica sighed, turned and shot the man again, this time in his arm. He screamed and slumped to the floor.

“He’s not going anywhere.”

“Get whatever you can out of him, Lindsay and Angel will help me. I’ll be fine. Just...make him talk so we can get the hell out of here,” she replied.

Veronica glanced up, back down the way they’d come. Angel and Lindsay were coming, jogging down the corridor.

She sighed. “All right, I’ll take care of him.” Veronica stood up as soon as the other two had arrived and were helping Saf. She pulled out her combat knife and turned towards the slaver who lay bleeding on the floor.

…

Jared rubbed his eyes as he made his way through the Valkyrie.

It had been a long day for all of them.

After assaulting the base, the women had come back with good news and bad news. The bad news was that Saf had been shot, and she was their medic. Fortunately, between the two of them, Veronica and Angel had enough medical training that they’d managed to get the bullet out and patch her up. They’d invested in some pretty serious medical technology and supplies, so Saf would only be down for about two days before being back up to snuff. Having accelerated healing technology was pretty great.

The good news was that between the lieutenant and the database, they’d managed to get a pretty good spread of information. They’d learned about two crucial pieces of data: one of them related to another important individual in the slaver ring and the other was an operation they were preparing to launch. So he’d been working with Vix to gather as much data on all this as possible and start putting together a plan of attack.

They only had two days.

But all of that was being put on hold for the moment because Saf had made a special request of him and Vix. Although she was down for the count right now, she’d declared herself fit enough for some light sex. Really, she just wanted some comfort, some TLC, and after getting shot, Jared didn’t blame her at all.

So he was happy to do whatever she wanted.

He saw Vix approaching Saf’s door. When she noticed him, she stopped and smiled. She looked anxious.

“You okay?” he asked, coming up to her.

She nodded. “I am, I guess. It’s just...Saf getting shot kind of freaked me out.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean. But she’s fine.”

“I know. It’s just that, well, the danger part of this job hasn’t exactly been something I’ve handled all that well in the past. I mean, I can deal with it, I can run and gun if I have to, but, well, I prefer to stay on the ship and run intel.”

“I understand that...come on, Saf’s waiting.”

They went into Saf’s room and found her laying on her bed, wearing nothing, reading from a tablet. She set it down and smiled at them as they came in. She had a small gauze patch over the wound in her stomach. By tomorrow, she wouldn’t need it.

“You sure you’re up for this?” Jared asked as they came in.

“Yeah, just no rough sex, and I’m only going to be able to do it on my back,” she replied. “Don’t worry, I’ll let you know if it’s too much. Just be gentle with me, this is TLC...did you get your hands on Angel’s special toy?” Saf asked, looking at Vix.

Vix grinned and brought her hand out from behind her back, holding a strap-on. “Yep. I got it. I’ll ride it for you.”

“Thank you, I really appreciate it. Now...come here, you two.”

He and Vix stripped down, taking all their clothes off quickly. Once they were naked, they climbed into bed with her, Jared laying to her left, Vix to her right. They got started with kissing and caressing. Jared pressed his lips to hers and began tracing the outline of her nipple with his fingertip, eliciting a soft gasp from her as he did this. The situation only got hotter as Vix leaned and began licking across her other nipple.

“Oh, yes...” she whispered in between kisses. “This is exactly what I needed.”

Jared and Vix switched places after a bit, with his beautiful xenian girlfriend kissing Saf and Jared licking and sucking on her beautiful, blue breast. As he did this, he began caressing her thick thighs, running his fingertips across each of them. She slowly spread her legs open as he did this, moaning softly. When he felt that he’d built her up enough, he slipped his fingertip in between the taut, smooth lips of her alien vagina, found the small nub of her clit and began to rub it gently, making small, slow circles, causing her to moan even louder.

“That is so good,” she groaned. “I love it when you touch me there.”

He grinned and took over kissing her. Vix resumed sucking on her breast and joined him in pleasuring her. She slipped her finger into Saf’s pussy, fucking her with it, doubling her pleasure. She broke the kiss, panting, breathing more heavily now. They both continued pleasuring her, trying to get her off but trying not to go too hard or too fast. Saf moaned and panting, writhing gently on the bed, looking absolutely sexy and beautiful, nude and sweating slightly now. They fingered her until she had her first orgasm of the night.

It was a mild one compared to the normal ones she had, but she still cried out in pleasure, writhing slowly around, jetting clearish sex juices from her pussy, all over their hands and her thighs. When she was finished, she winced and then let out a slow breath.

“You okay?” Vix asked.

Saf nodded. “Yeah. Just hurt a little bit there at the end. Don’t worry, I’m doing fine...I was thinking that maybe Vix and I should fuck first. Is that okay?” she asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine watching that,” he replied.

“I figured you would be. Help me get this on.”

They both helped her get the strap-on over her thighs, fitted into place. It was a pretty unique piece of hardware. It looked like a regular strap-on dildo like women wore when they wanted to fuck each other with penetration. But in reality it somehow hooked into the wearer’s nervous system and actually allowed them to feel sexual pleasure whenever they had sex. It was also self-lubricating and it auto-adjusted for maximum pleasure on both ends.

He knew that Saf was in for a lot pleasure.

Vix’s pussy was fucking tight.

Once it was secured, Vix got on top of her, straddling her. She reached down, gripping the fake dick and then taking it slowly into her. Jared watched intently as both women moaned loudly. Vix began moving slowly up and down the strap-on.

“Oh fuck, Vix, you’re so fucking good,” Saf moaned, reaching out and gripping her tight, firm hips. “No wonder you fuck her so much, Jared,” Saf said, pushing the fake dick up into her, causing her to cry out.

“Her pussy is really awesome,” he replied.

“I’m glad you two-ah! Yes!-approve of my vagina so much.”

“I’m in love with it,” Saf whispered, reaching up and grabbing her small, firm breasts.

Jared continued staring as the two women made love. Vix looked so fucking sexy as she rode Saf’s strap-on, fucking herself with it, pleasuring the hell out of Saf. She laid there for the most part, content to be pleasured, and Vix kept going and moaning and crying out until both of them started coming. Vix yelled in high-pitched pleasure, hunching forward and trembling as she orgasmed, and Saf moaned loudly, gripping her thighs as she enjoyed her second orgasm of the night. Both women came together.

When they were finished, Vix got off of her and then got the strap-on off of her.

“Okay Jared, your turn,” Saf said, spreading her legs open for him. “Try not to use me too hard,” she added.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you,” he replied as he got on top of her.

She smiled up at him. “You always do.”

When he was in position, he carefully slid into her, groaning at the hot, slick pleasure of her alien pussy. As he finished inching his way carefully into her, he laid down against Saf and began kissing her as they made love. Sexual bliss, like a warm, pink light, began to fill him as he slid slowly in and out of Saf and kissed her passionately, staring deeply into her eyes, feeling her hot, soft body as she moved against him carefully.

Normally, their lovemaking was faster, a bit more frantic, but this was no less passionate, and there was a sweetness to their slow sex.

“Come in me, Jared,” Saf whispered. “Please, fill me up with your seed. Pump me full of it,” she moaned.

“Oh, fuck, Saf...” he groaned.

They all pretty much knew his buttons by then. They could pretty much make him come at will if they wanted to, and often used that ability. He was coming within half a minute and even as he orgasmed into her, doing as she asked, he did his best not to be too violent or rough with her. It was tough, he was used to really pounding her pussy when he came, to just letting himself go, but he’d feel like shit if he hurt her.

“Yes, Jared,” she whispered in his ear as he came into her, draining his cock into her and spraying her insides with his seed. “Come inside of me, Jared,” she murmured as she rubbed his back, her touch electrifying.

He finished coming in her a little bit later, and when he was, he pulled out and got off of her, as he could sense that she was uncomfortable taking his weight. As soon as he was off of her, he looked at her gauze patch.

“I’m okay, Jared,” she said, noticing his gaze.

“Sorry, I’m not trying to annoy you,” he replied.

She laughed softly and took his hand. “Jared, I’m not annoyed at all. Your attention is appreciated, I just wanted to reassure you. Now, how about the two of you help me in the shower, and then spend the night with me? I could use some company.”

“We’d love to,” Vix replied and Jared nodded.

“Good. Come on.”

CHAPTER 04

“So you’re sure you’re up for this?” Jared asked.

“Oh yeah, definitely,” Vix replied. “I’ve wanted to do something like this for a little while. I’ve just, well, honestly, I’ve been having too much fun with everyone.” She grinned and poked him. “Especially you.”

She was lying on her back, wearing just a t-shirt and nothing else, grinning up at him from the bed. Well, their bed, really. He’d all but moved in with her at this point. It wasn’t like he had a lot of stuff really. Jared leaned down and kissed her on the lips. He loved kissing her. She left out a small sound of satisfaction and happiness as their lips met.

When he pulled back, he realized he had a question. “I’m a little curious...why has it taken you so long to start...experimenting?” he asked.

She laughed and blushed lightly. “I guess cause I’m just naturally an anxious person. You all are my friends, and this ship is the best. But even though I’m probably the happiest and most comfortable I’ve ever been here, I still need a lot of time to warm up to stuff.”

He nodded. “I can understand that. None of us want to rush you.”

“And I can’t tell you how much I appreciate that,” she replied.

Over the past two months, Vix had been slowly exploring. He’d learned that she was also into being dominated, and had been pretty happy to help her explore that. She hadn’t really had anyone she trusted before now to hold her down, choke her, tie her up and fuck her. And now, apparently, she wanted to be on the other end.

She wanted to help him dominate Lindsay.

“So, you and Lindsay are pretty close now,” he said.

She grinned suddenly. “Jealous?” she asked.

“No, it’s not that. I just think it’s interesting, what relationships form in a situation like this. I mean, I like all of you, but I’ve gotten really, really close to you,” he replied.

“And Saf,” she said.

“Jealous?” he asked, grinning back at her.

“No! I guess you have a point. It’s interesting.”

“What do you like about her?”

“Well...I’m not sure. I mean, we just get along really well, kind of in the same way you and I do. We like a lot of the same things, and it’s so easy to hang out with her, and I can tell she really likes me and that helps make the relationship more powerful.” She shrugged. “It just feels so...good when we have sex. And, you know, I haven’t had a lot of opportunities to have sex with girls. I’ve had fun exploring with the others, but it feels different with Lindsay. Deeper, I guess. More emotional, more intimate...does that make sense?”

“It does, actually. It’s how I feel about Saf. Sex with her is just...yeah, more intimate,” he replied, nodding.

“I’m glad. Having more than one lover is really, really nice,” Vix said. “I never thought I could get it to actually work out. Every other time I tried, it seemed like I had to compromise something. But I don’t feel like I had to compromise anything on this ship.”

“It’s pretty great,” Jared agreed, feeling the same way.

They both looked over as the door opened and Lindsay stepped in. “Hey there, did someone order an escort?” she asked.

There was going to be some roleplaying involved.

“I certainly did,” he replied. “Get in here.”

“Yes, sir,” she replied, then shot an uncomfortable look at Vix.

Lindsay was looking good. Cyvits, because of their fur, didn’t have makeup like most of the other races. Instead, they had highlights to put in their fur that temporarily changed the color. The result was that her eyes had that dark smoky look and her features were accentuated by subtle but expertly placed highlights.

She was also wearing a black dress with a very short skirt. It was extremely low cut and showed off her tremendous blue-furred cleavage.

“Take off your clothes,” Jared said.

“Yes, sir,” Lindsay murmured. She reached down and grabbed the hem of her dress, then pulled it up and over her, revealing that she hadn’t bothered with panties. As she got the dress off, her huge tits came out, bouncing beautifully. As she dropped the dress, she again looked at Vix, seeming uncomfortable. “This was just for you, right?” she asked.

“Yeah, don’t worry,” Jared replied dismissively.

“Okay, good, cause, I mean, no offense, but I don’t do girls,” Lindsay replied.

“I’m just here to watch,” Vix said, scooting over to the side of the bed. Her shirt shifted, revealing her bare pussy. Lindsay looked at her again, then walked forward, coming up onto the bed. Jared laid back, wearing only his boxers. He watched as she grinned at him, crawling towards him, her huge, furry breasts hanging down between her arms. This was going to get fun for everyone involved. He shivered slightly as she crawled onto him, her soft, warm fur brushing against his bare skin. Lindsay smiled down at him, her face directly over his.

She looked painfully beautiful.

Slowly, she leaned down and began to kiss him.

He reached down and grabbed her ass, pulling her against him. As she slipped her tongue slowly into his mouth, he suddenly pushed her over onto her back and got on top of her, kissing her more roughly and groping her big breasts. She shifted uncertainly but kept kissing him, wrapping her arms around him, letting him do whatever he wanted to her. They continued kissing for a moment longer, and then Jared laid on his back.

“Suck me,” he said.

“You got it,” Lindsay replied.

She moved down lower and pulled his boxers down slowly, freeing his stiff cock. Gripping it, she began to lick it, causing him to shudder and moan. Lindsay was always great with her mouth. She continued licking it, focusing on her work, occasionally looking over Vix, who was staring intently at the two of them, her small t-shirt no longer covering anything below her waist. She was sitting cross-legged and her pussy was fairly visible.

Lindsay took his cock into her mouth and started bobbing her head. After a little bit of this, Jared reached down, grabbed her head and started forcing her to take it deeper into her mouth. She seemed like she might struggle for a few seconds, making unhappy sounds, but then she became passive, letting him do it to her. He kept fucking her mouth, thrusting up as he pulled her head roughly down. He could feel his cock hitting the back of her throat.

He kept this up for about half a minute, then let go of her. She took his cock out of her mouth, coughing, and looked up at him.

“On your back, slut,” he said.

She hesitated, then nodded silently. He got up and let her lay down. Once she had her legs open for him, Jared laid down in between them. Grabbing his cock, he slipped it into her and pushed himself deep within her. She grunted and then moaned.

“Yeah, that’s it,” he whispered as he started fucking her. “That’s it, take it you fucking whore. Wrap your fucking legs around me,” he said.

She did as he asked, obviously uncomfortable with the rough treatment. Jared was always impressed with how good the women were at acting. They had this roleplay stuff down, which made it all the more powerful and intoxicating. She grunted as he pounded her. He was being a lot more intense with her than usual, forcefully slamming into her vagina, really drilling into her. Jared pushed himself up, staring at those awesome tits of hers, bouncing around and jiggling perfectly as he fucked the hell out of her.

He glanced over at Vix. “Okay,” he said.

“What?” Lindsay asked. “Okay what?”

Vix took off her shirt and began moving closer.

“Shut up,” Jared replied.

“What are you doing?” Lindsay asked, trying to push him off of her.

He slapped her. “I said shut the fuck up!” he screamed, and then held her down by the shoulders, pressing her into the mattress.

“What are you doing?! Stop!” she cried.

Vix, nude now, came over and straddled her face. “Fucking eat it, bitch,” she said, grabbing Lindsay’s hair and forcing her face into her crotch.

“No! Don’t!” she screamed, then she could only make muffled noises.

“I said eat my pussy!” Vix screamed, and then socked her in the eye.

Jared kept fucking her pussy, now on his knees, holding her legs up and firmly in his grasp, keeping her from moving. He pounded her tight cyvit vagina as she screamed and squirmed. Fuck, Lindsay was a really good screamer.

“Eat her out, slut,” Jared growled, holding her in place as she struggled and cried out. They continued using and abusing her like a piece of meat for another minute or so. “Okay, babe, let’s switch,” he said.

“Great. I can force her better in another position,” Vix replied.

She got up off of her and Lindsay coughed and moaned. “Please...stop...” she gasped.

“I said shut up. Don’t you fucking listen?” Jared asked, and slapped her twice, the second time pretty hard. She moaned and held her hands up weakly, gasping for breath. He pulled out of her, grabbed her and yanked her up. Vix helped him and they got her flipped over. “On your hands and knees!” he yelled.

She tried to crawl away, flailing, and he sighed and flipped her back over. Jared wrapped both hands around her neck and she gasped, her eyes bulging. Vix grabbed Lindsay’s hands so she couldn’t pull him off of her.

“Listen, whore, I paid for you. I fucking own you right now. You’d better fucking listening to me and do whatever I say, or I’m really going to hurt you. Do you fucking understand me you worthless fucking slut?” he asked.

He let go of her and she nodded. “Please don’t hurt me,” she moaned, coughing. “Please, I’ll do it,” she whispered. “I’ll do it.”

“Good. Now, on your hands and knees, and eat her pussy out until she comes all over your fucking face,” Jared said.

She groaned, but she got into position, on her hands and knees. Vix sat down in front of her, spreading her slim, pale legs open. As he got behind her on his knees, Vix grabbed Lindsay’s head and forced her face back down into her crotch.

“Now fucking eat it like you mean it, and I won’t have to hurt you,” she said.

Vix let go of Lindsay’s head and he saw that she was now actively licking her clit. Vix let out a long, low, satisfied moan. “Fuck, that’s great...”

“Good whore,” Jared said, and shoved his cock back into her pussy. She cried out, then resumed eating Vix out.

It looked so fucking hot, Lindsay naked and beautiful, being forced to eat Vix out, who also just looked fantastically sexy, pale and tight, chewing on her lower lip, her head tilted back, eyes closed in pleasure, legs spread wide.

Jared pounded her for as long as he could, and then Vix cried out. “Yes! I’m coming! Keep fucking going!” she screamed, grabbing Lindsay’s head again. As she began to come, Jared started fucking Lindsay’s amazing cyvit pussy faster and harder, and then he was coming too, shooting his seed into her. Shockwaves of pleasure burst from his cock, flying through him as his pumped his stuff into her wet, hot vagina.

Lindsay had apparently reached her own breaking point, because then she was coming too. All three of them moaned and writhed and twisted and twitched as they each experienced their own orgasm, all three of them coming together. As his orgasm peaked and then began its rapid descent, he looked down at both women. Lindsay seemed ready to collapse, so he pulled out of her and gave her some room.

She fell forward onto Vix, resting her head on her stomach.

“You happy now?” Vix asked.

“Uh-huh,” Lindsay replied, nodding weakly. “That was fucking amazing. I’ve had that fantasy for like three years ever since I saw this one porn.”

“I was more than happy to help,” Jared said, reaching out and patting her tight, fit ass.

“Heh-heh, I bet you were,” Lindsay replied. “You got to abuse the fuck out of me...you did really well, Vix.”

“You think?” she asked. “I wasn’t so sure.”

“No, listen, you were great. Like, you didn’t hold back, and I believed you.”

“Well, that’s good to know at least.”

“Did you like it?” Jared asked.

“Yeah, it was fun, but...I like being dominated more than dominating,” she replied.

“Know what you mean,” Lindsay said. “Okay, I gotta go wash or all your fucking junk is going to stick in my fur.”

“Same,” Vix said.

“You don’t have fur!”

“Same principle. I don’t like being sticky,” Vix replied.

“Fair enough,” Lindsay said with a shrug.

“I’ll join you. I always need a shower after sex,” Jared added.

The three of them got up and made for the bathroom.

…

It was raining and Veronica was cold.

The fun-filled days, (and by fun she meant sex, mostly), had passed and now it was time to buckle down and get to work. Although they were working on gathering more intel, at this moment, they had two primary things to deal with. The first was the job that Veronica and Saf had gone on. They’d gotten the name and location of the slaver’s main money man, the guy who ‘cleaned’ their money, as it were, making it appear legitimate, and basically lied to the government on their behalf. He was sure to have some crucial intel on them. They’d traced him to a really shitty colony in a bad part of space.

Veronica and Saf had come through here before, back during their bad, old days when they were aching for credits and took whatever job they could get their hands on. The whole colony was basically one big black market. You could get anything here. Although she’d liked it a lot back in the day, because of the freedom it represented, Veronica was a lot more uncomfortable with it now. How many of the people here were being held here against their will? It was something she hadn’t really thought about before.

Maybe she and Saf could do a bit of side-work here, after taking out the money man, and rescue some people.

It’d be a great thing to do.

The second thing they had to do was stop an attack on a colony past the outer settlements, one that did not fall under the jurisdiction of the government or military. So no one would help them. Given the fact that time was something they’d have to work against, they concocted a plan. Veronica and Saf would be dropped off at the last space station they could hit before having to change course, dropping them as close as they could to the black market colony. From there, they would get to the colony however they could as fast as they could, while Vix, Jared, and the others pressed on, towards the settlement.

Once they arrived, they would warn them of the impending attack and help them defend against the invading slavers.

Veronica trusted them to get the job done. She had wished them luck silently and then had begun focusing wholly on her own job. Worrying about the others would just distract her. However it turned out, there was nothing she or Saf could do to help them. Right now, all they could do was get their own job done as fast as they could. As the two of them stalked the dark, rainy streets, she wondered if the money man had gotten spooked already and maybe had skipped town. Then again, the slavers probably kept him out of the loop.

It wouldn’t do to let other people know someone was wrecking their shit.

Veronica glanced over at Saf. Both of them were wrapped in big black, full length coats, hands stuffed into their pockets, trying to blend in with the crowd as much as possible. A difficult task given that Veronica was fucking seven feet tall and Saf was one of the rarest aliens in the galaxy. But people seemed to be minding their own business. That was a survival tactic in a place like this. You got caught sticking your nose where you weren’t supposed to and it wasn’t uncommon that the bullets started flying.

Everyone had an itchy, twitchy trigger finger here.

“You doing okay?” Veronica asked.

Saf smiled slightly. “Yes, Veronica. I’m fine. Doesn’t hurt anymore,” Saf replied.

Veronica tried to gauge if she was lying or not, and finally decided that Saf was telling the truth. Although she trusted Saf, the woman wouldn’t let something like a gut-shot stop her from keeping the mission going. But they had some high-tech medicine and Saf was tough. Plus, kai were renowned for their high stamina and constitution. She could handle this. They both could. Which was good, because Veronica wasn’t entirely sure what was going to happen in this place. Right now, they had exactly one lead in the city.

An old friend of Veronica’s who kept tabs on a lot of people.

She’d made contact beforehand and felt pretty confident that this person wouldn’t fuck her over. She was another Amazonian, Kendra, and although she’d, ‘gone native’, as Kendra had put it once, Veronica still trusted her. Mostly. Kendra had always been a little nuts, even for an Amazonian. Once contact was made, she’d said she’d do what she could to track down this guy. She’d given them an address.

That’s where they were headed currently.

As they neared it, Veronica found herself wondering how the others were doing. She quickly put a stop to that thought. Needed to keep focused.

It turned out that Kendra was living in a nightclub.

Well, it suited her.

A bouncer, a guy as wide as a doorway and built like a vending machine, stopped them briefly at the door, but then let them in when he realized who they were, no doubt on strict orders from Kendra. The two of them headed inside, glad to be out of the rain, and Veronica took a look around the club as they headed for a door at the back. It was definitely the kind of place Kendra would live in. And Veronica could just tell that she’d personally set it all up. The place was very lively: a dance floor, a bar, a section for strippers, a little restaurant area, and one whole wall was made of glass, letting people look in on two bedrooms.

There was a lot of sex happening in those bedrooms.

Kendra, like Veronica and most of the other Amazonians, was very free and open about sex, and had it as often as she could, or at least she had when Veronica knew her. Maybe it was a side effect of the increased sex drive, but really she thought it had something to do with the lifestyle Amazonians tended to live. Fast and frenzied and dangerous.

It made you horny.

Or maybe that was just how it was for her.

When they got to the back door, it opened automatically for them. As they stepped through it and it closed behind them, an intercom clicked on and a familiar voice began to speak. “Come on upstairs, ladies.” Kendra.

Veronica suddenly found herself wondering if she might be down for a fuck. Although they’d only gone to bed a few times, she remembered Kendra being a particularly enthusiastic lover. Well, time for that later, maybe.

They moved up the stairs, down a hallway done up in plush, deep red and walked through the door at the end.

Kendra sat behind a huge desk with her feet kicked up on it, smoking a cigar with a bottle of some expensive alcohol in hand. At seven foot one, thin but still built with a kind of wiry muscle, and sporting a short haircut of bright blonde hair, her skin paler than usual, she looked about the same as Veronica had remembered her. She was wearing a tanktop and some sweatpants. It was a little unreal. Normally, in situations like this, in cliched movies and books, the person behind the desk, holding the smoke and the drink, would be in some kind of business suit. But Kendra had always put a premium on comfort above all else.

And that looked like comfortable clothing.

“Veronica!” she cried, setting down the booze and putting the cigar into an ashtray. She got up and crossed the room quickly, a smile on her face, and wrapped Veronica in a hug, then gave her a firm kiss on the lips.

“Hello, Kendra,” Veronica replied, hugging her back. Wow, she had really nice lips. Better than Veronica remembered.

“And who’s your friend?” she asked.

“Saf,” Veronica replied. “Saf, this is Kendra. An old friend of mine.”

“Nice to meet you, Saf,” Kendra said. “Good God you are pretty.”

“She is,” Veronica agreed.

“Are you two together?” Kendra asked.

Saf seemed satisfied to let Veronica navigate this conversation. “Well, we’re best friends and we fuck, so if you call that together, then yeah.”

“An ideal situation for our kind,” Kendra said, moving back to her desk and sitting down in the huge chair there. She gestured to two more very comfortable-looking chairs in front of the desk. “Have a seat, let’s catch up.”

“I’d love to, but we really need that information,” Veronica replied as they sat down.

“I’m still receiving the information at the moment, so we’ve got a few minutes,” Kendra said. So Veronica shrugged and indulged her, filling her in on the vague details of her ship, her crew, what they’d been doing recently.

“What about you? This is not where you were the last time I was in town,” Veronica said.

“Last time you were in town was like...four years ago,” Kendra replied. “I’ve moved up in the world, my lady. I bought this place about three years ago after I made a really big score snagging a shipment of guns and drugs and wiped out both the gang that was selling it and the gang that was buying it, and took over all their stuff, at the same time. That’s when people really started to sit up and take notice of me. Ever since then, I’ve just been...running operations.”

“So you’re a crime lord now?” Veronica asked, unable to keep from smirking.

“No, not as such,” Kendra replied. “More like...I facilitate certain needs of the local populace. All the ‘crimes’ I’m involved in aren’t really crimes, if you know what I mean. But I still stick to the code, Veronica, I’m not a monster. I don’t deal in slavery, in gang wars, in murder of the innocents, none of that fucked up shit.”

“So what do you do, besides guns and drugs?”

“I don’t do guns, really. Or at least not anymore. Whenever I get my hands on them, I tend to sell them to people who really need it for rock bottom prices. Mostly I deal in drugs, not a lot of the harder stuff, and entertainment here in the club, and two others that I own, and an escort service. All the ladies and gentlemen I employ are here willingly and happily, and they’re well taken care of and protected,” Kendra said. “But, to be completely honest, the reason I do all of this, besides doing some good, is because...I want to be comfy. I’ve spent hundreds of thousands of credits on this place, renovating it, making it as comfortable as possible.”

Veronica laughed. “Well, I’m at least glad to see that the thing Project Amazon drilled into us isn’t lost on you: do good in the galaxy. And that all these years hasn’t changed or even dulled your core motivation: be comfy.”

Kendra chuckled. “Yeah, I guess that’s true. God, it’s so good to see you. There’s almost no other Amazonians in this rainy place...” She glanced over at the computer terminal built into her desk. “Okay, the information’s in. So why are you after this guy?”

“He’s the money man for a big time slaver group,” Veronica replied.

That made Kendra sit up. “I hadn’t heard that. Son of a bitch. I’ve been doing my best to stamp out slavery in this area, actually, but I only have so much influence...” She trailed off as she studied the screen further. “Okay, this guy, who calls himself Max Million, ugh, what an idiot, is indeed in the city. My intelligence network puts him at...a night club. Ugly place, across town. It’s called The Red Whore. Real shithole of a place.”

“Is he there now?” Veronica asked.

“...yes, I believe so. This is just intelligence, I don’t have a live feed of him or anything, but he should be there, according to my intel.” She looked up. “You want some backup?” she asked. “I’ve got people I can call. Hell, I can go.”

“We shouldn’t come there in force, it might tip him off, but it’d be great if you could help out. And if you could get us some hardware. We had to travel through commercial means and couldn’t carry more than our pistols.”

Kendra grinned. “I’ve got you covered there.”

…

Kendra had guns, all right.

And armor, too.

Veronica had been planning on wasting some credits in the local colony, buying what they needed for an attack, but it was good to have friends with connections. Even better: while they suited up, Kendra had had her tech guy, (she said that she fucked a cute young xenian hacker on a regular basis, and it made Veronica suddenly wonder if all the Amazonians had fetishes for cute young guys), start hacking into the nightclub’s security system. By the time they were on their way, they should have an exact idea of Max’s location and condition.

They’d also learned what Kendra meant when she’d been talking about all that money she’d dropped on this place. Although there wasn’t a lot to the nightclub proper, beneath the ground floor and, on the second floor, about twelve comfy rooms where escorts fucked their happy clients, there was a pretty good-sized basement. She had cargo bays down there, and a big armory, and a huge private party area with a lot of high-tech items, as well as a safe house. And that’s just what Veronica had seen and what Kendra had talked about.

She was a smart woman.

After they’d pulled on sets of combat armor and loaded up on guns and ammo, the three of them had headed out into the colony, navigating the dark, rainy streets in overcoats that mostly covered their body armor, as not to arouse too much suspicion. Which was, again, even more difficult now that they had two Amazonian women walking around together, joined by a kai. While they walked, Veronica asked Kendra something.

“So, Kendra, about this boytoy hacker you’ve got...”

“Yeah?” she asked.

“Why are you into him?”

“I need a reason?”

“Everyone has a reason, Kendra.”

She shrugged. “I dunno, he’s just...he’s really cute. And sweet. And he fucks like a maniac...why are you asking?”

“I’ve got a cute boytoy technician back on my ship,” Veronica replied.

“Oh?” Kendra glanced back at her, as she was leading the way.

“Yeah. And I’ve talked to a few of the others. Emily had a similar setup. She fucked this cute, young, inexperienced human tech for awhile. And then there’s Paige...”

“Oh yeah, what happened to her? I lost track.”

“She fell in love with a cute young hacker. They’re a couple now, running jobs together,” Veronica replied.

“So, you’re implying that there’s a pattern here.”

“Yeah, it would seem that way. A couple of the other girls I’ve talked to have similar stories. Maybe not ‘in love’, but they had their cute young men on the side. I suppose I was just wondering why that is. Why are we drawn to guys like that?”

“Maybe because they’re our opposites?” Kendra replied with a shrug.

“I know why,” Saf said.

They both look at her. “Why?” Veronica asked.

“You appreciate them for how much they appreciate you. Because they’re young and inexperienced, and because they are attracted to you, they are thrilled to be fucking you. And it shows, in the way they have sex with you, the way they treat you, the way they are willing to go that extra mile to get you off. They aren’t just fucking you, they’re making love to you, enthusiastic, fun, frenzied love. Plus, because they’re so young and inexperienced, you get off on corrupting them. I know you do,” she said, looking at Veronica.

“That all makes sense to me,” Veronica said.

“I know it does, because that’s how I feel about it,” Saf replied.

Kendra nodded. “Yeah, I guess it does all make sense. All of what you said is true...mmm, I think I should find a few more young men willing to fuck me. There really is a thrill to that corruption factor, and to giving them something they’ve never had before: sex with a fucking seven foot tall babe,” she said, grinning. Then she paused, losing her grin. “Okay, my hacker’s in. Max is there. He’s at the bar. The place is on the low end right now, not a lot of innocents around. Anyone who’s there will be muscle, a regular or a worker. Don’t shoot anyone but the muscle. Let the regulars and the workers get out,” she said.

“Got it,” Veronica replied.

They found the nightclub a few minutes later. It was in a seedy part of town...and that was saying something, considering the general state of the colony. Once they got close enough, Kendra shot the bouncer in the neck, (as they approached the place, she said she recognized him, and that he’d done some pretty shitty things in his time here), then kicked the door in and got to work. It didn’t take too long to clean it all up.

The workers, who were mainly women who had probably been, in one way or another, forced to work there, fled immediately. There were just a handful of patrons, regulars who were there all the time probably, and they either hit the floor or ducked out as quickly as they could. There was muscle, but it was strictly second rate, guys with guns who tried to look tough but didn’t have much in the way of real training or experience. Those that didn’t go down under the precision shots of the trained mercenary trio abandoned ship before too long.

When Max tried to flee, they shot him through the knee, and then he did little more that crawl slowly away.

After everyone had been dispatched, they moved over to Max, who turned out to be a thin man with pale blonde hair and a what seemed to be a permanent sneer on his face. Which was all the more pronounced now that he was shot.

“You have no fucking idea who you’re fucking with,” he snarled, giving up trying to crawl away and instead turning to face them. “I know people, you fucking bitches. They’ll find you and you’ll take fuckin’ weeks to die!”

“Not if we find them first,” Veronica replied. She crouched down, pulled out a knife she’d grabbed back at Kendra’s place, and stuck the tip of it to his cheek, right below his left eye. That made him stop talking. “Do I have your attention?” she asked.

He began to nod, thought better of it, and responded instead. “Yes, fine. What do you want?” he asked.

“Information, Max. We know you’re the money man for a group of slavers. I want all the information you can give me on them,” Veronica replied.

“Okay, fine. Just...ease up on the knife, yeah?”

“Give me the information,” Veronica said, pulling the knife back slightly.

“It’s up in my office. I’ll, uh, need some help getting up there.”

Veronica sighed, grabbed him, yanked him up and carried him by the back of his shirt until they reached a stairwell, where she made him walk on his own. He was the kind of guy that deserved to be in pain. He hobbled his way up the stairs, one hand on his ruined knee, the other grabbed the railing. He hopped one-legged slowly up until finally they came to his office. It was an expensive, if tacky, setup, obviously set up by someone obsessed with presentation and showing off...even if he was by himself most of the time.

Once he got to his desk and got to work, Kendra stepped up.

“Open up a link to this address,” she said. They’d talked briefly about this: her hacker would splice into the computer and grab all the data.

“What? Why?” he asked, hesitant.

“Do it.”

“You’re going to steal all my information! Look, I’ll give you the information on the slavers, but-”

Veronica cut him off by hitting him in the head. “What in the fuck gives you the impression that you have any power in this situation?”

He opened his mouth, and finally it seemed to come down on him just how fucked he was, (although he had no idea how truly fucked he was), and he just nodded silently and provided an uplink to his computer with the address that she’d given him. Once the uplink was secure, Kendra talked with her boytoy.

“Okay, you’ve got it?” She asked. Pause. “Everything? All of it?” Another pause. “Okay.” She turned to look at Veronica. “We’ve got it.”

“Everything?”

“Everything he has access to.”

“Perfect.” She turned, raised her pistol and fired, putting a bullet in Max’s brain and killing him instantly. “Now, can we get out of here and see what we’ve got?” she asked, looking back at Kendra. Saf was watching the door.

“Yeah. I’ll send some of my people over here and round this crap up,” Kendra replied. “We’ve done the dirty deed, now let’s go celebrate.”

Veronica and Saf followed her out of the room.

…

It turned out best for all of them.

By the time they’d gotten back to Kendra’s place, her hacker had begun sorting through the data. There was a lot of it. The slavers weren’t his only client. He wasn’t big league, but he had access to at least some important data that Kendra could use to protect and strengthen her interests in the city. And there was some information on the slavers.

After glancing through it, Veronica knew that she was too distracted to get any real work done. And she deserved a break.

And Kendra had suggested a good way to unwind…

Veronica left the small office that Kendra had given her and Saf to work in after telling Saf what was up. Given that she was more studious and diligent, and had a lot more self-control and willpower, she’d told her to go have fun, but not to take too long. Then Veronica made her way down the hall to Kendra’s office.

She knocked on the door.

“Come in!” Kendra called.

She poked her head in and looked around. Kendra was behind her desk again. She smiled when she saw Veronica. “This was really good,” she said. “Got that bastard off the streets, and now we can nail some of his seedier clients that are here in the colony. Found a few sick fucks that are running a sex slave ring. I’ve already got teams on the way there to kill them and rescue the slaves. What about you? How’d you make out?”

“Saf is still looking over the data,” Veronica replied, coming fully into the room. “So that’s going to take a bit. I thought I’d take you up on your offer.”

“Oh?” Kendra asked, raising her eyebrows. “My offer?”

“Yeah. Your offer to fuck me,” she replied.

Kendra laughed. “Okay then, let’s go. I’ve got a bedroom up here that I reserve specifically for when I want to fuck.”

“Perfect.”

She got up and came around the desk, giving Veronica an appraising look as she passed by and headed for the hallway and her special fuck room. Veronica gave her a similar look. Out of her armor, Kendra had stripped down to a tanktop and panties, doing a great job of showing off her long, tall body. All that pale skin, her muscles weren’t quite as defined as they once were, and she imagined it came from the easy living Kendra had gotten used to, not that that was a bad thing. Veronica had always thought she was a little too skinny.

She followed her into the hall and then over to the first door on the left, feeling that familiar excitement. It was rare nowadays that she got to fuck another Amazonian. Veronica wasn’t one hundred percent sure on why, but sex with another Amazonian was unique, special, it felt different and, in some ways, better than sex with anyone else. She thought it might be the connection they shared, the common bond.

They’d all gone through hell and back during training and the years that followed. Becoming an Amazonian was not easy.

The fuck room was, like the rest of the club, extravagant, done up in deep red plush, the carpeting comfortable and thick. There were a few rigs hanging from the ceiling, (they looked big enough to hold a woman of her size! She had to get one from Kendra,) a shower stall in the corner with a sink next to it, a mini-bar, and all of this was around an enormous bed that had to be ten feet long by six wide. Damn, that was a big bed!

The bed had a huge headboard that had all kinds of sex stuff along it and in the niches built into it. This was most certainly a fuck room.

“How do you wanna do it?” Kendra asked.

“Well, how about we sixty nine and then you fuck me with a strap-on,” she replied.

“Fine, but then you gotta do me.”

“Fair deal,” Veronica said.

Both women got out of their clothing quickly. Looking her over now that she was nude...yeah, Kendra was still looking great. The two of them climbed onto the huge bed and before she knew it, Kendra had her on her back, climbing on top of her with that kind of feral grin. Kendra had always been dominate, on the field and off it. Kissing her was like...coming back to a place she hadn’t been in years or longer.

A wonderful, friendly place.

They pressed their lips together, kissing deeply, and Veronica felt Kendra’s hands roaming all over her body, her touch warm and soft. She returned the favor, touching Kendra’s small, firm, beautiful breasts, her tight, fit ass and those smooth, smooth hips of hers. Kendra had hips to die for. She kept kissing her, slipping her tongue in deftly and wrapping it easily with her own, continuing to make out until she grew too impatient.

“Okay, sixty-nine time,” she said.

Veronica remained on her back as Kendra swung around and brought her leg up and over, straddling her face, laying her vagina right over her mouth. Veronica reached up and gripped her, settling her hands on the back of her thighs, and stuck her tongue out. About the same time she touched her tongue to Kendra’s clit, slipping it between her taut, smooth lips, she felt the woman’s hot breath against her pussy and felt a shudder of anticipation roll through her. Then she moaned as she felt her fellow Amazonian’s skilled tongue come in contact with her own clit.

“Oh, fuck yes, Kendra. I missed this a lot...” she moaned, muffled, and kept eating her out.

Kendra just kept licking.

Pleasure rolled through her, occasionally making her jerk in response, like she’d been prodded with a stun stick of sharp rapture, and Kendra did the same. Both women continued eating each other out, licking between their lips, stimulating those little white nubs and filling each other with sexual energy, like a pinkish-red lightning that crackled through their bodies, making them hotter and wetter and hornier.

And then neither of them could stand it.

Kendra moved first, about two seconds before Veronica was going to ask her to, and then she was groping up onto the headboard for something. A moment later, her hand came back with the strap-on. Kendra rolled onto her back and brought her legs up, pulling the strap-on over her slim thighs and settling it into place.

“Please tell me it’s one of those models that lets you feel the sex,” Veronica said.

“Duh,” Kendra replied, getting on top of her. “Used it once five years ago and never went back. Never even looked back. Now spread your legs, you fucking slut.”

“Oh, yes ma’am,” Veronica replied, rolling her eyes.

“Hey, don’t give me attitude, bitch, or I’ll have to slap you around.”

“Try it.”

Kendra slapped her a good one across the face. Damn, she could pack a wallop for such a skinny girl. And it felt good. It sent an electric zap through her body, collecting in her lower belly and making her that much hotter and hornier. She couldn’t help but moan. Kendra just wore a little smirk as she fitted the fake dick into Veronica’s pussy. “I knew it,” she said, and then thrust into her, causing both of them to cry out.

“Knew what? Oh yes!” Veronica moaned.

“I knew you were into that shit,” she said as they began making love, fucking frantically. “I knew you liked being slapped around.”

“I didn’t know-uhn!-until recently.”

“Sorry it took you so long...now shut up and take this,” Kendra said, and slapped her again.

Veronica moaned and felt herself lurch another big step towards an orgasm. Sometimes she felt guilty, because she knew she got off so easily, and knew that it wasn’t true for all women, or even most of them. But she loved it. She loved coming. Loved that feeling it absolutely filled her with. And within perhaps another minute of pounding the fuck out of her pussy, of moaning and holding onto her and kissing her, Kendra had brought Veronica to orgasm. She cried out, bucking once, hard, as the climax burst into being.

She rode the high of the orgasm for close to thirty seconds, moaning and twisting and writhing beneath Kendra as her pussy twitched and spasmed, hot and wet and perfect. When she was done coming, Veronica realized something as they switched the strap-on between them. This wasn’t just a simple fuck session.

No. They were both Amazonians.

They had a lot of endurance and a huge appetite.

This was going to go on all night.

…

Jared felt adrenaline coursing through his body.

This was it. This was everything.

It was make or break, there was no more time to prepare.

As he sat on a roof, tucked away behind an air conditioning unit and waiting for the slavers to show up, he found himself thinking about everything leading up to this moment. Although it had been a few hours shy of a whole day since they’d touched down, it sure felt like a hell of a lot longer. So much had happened.

After dropping off Veronica and Saf, they’d pushed on to the colony as fast as possible. They’d sent a call ahead of time, along with their credentials. The colony had been, understandably, nervous and paranoid. They were small, maybe two hundred people, most of them civilians that had non-security jobs: technicians, doctors, geologists, a dozen different kinds of specialist needed to get a colony off the ground.

They didn’t have a lot of money, or a great deal to defend themselves with.

But they’d gotten there, and met with the woman who ran the colony, a human woman in her late forties that still looked pretty great in the way that Veronica did: tough but sexy, or maybe sexy because of it, named Melissa. She had been very no-bullshit and sharp, very smart, and had decided that they were telling the truth, and to accept their help immediately. The timeline the slavers were working on gave them about eighteen hours from then to get everything in order. And wow, did they ever put those eighteen hours to use.

They’d inventoried everything the colonists had in terms of defenses, and figured out who they had to work with. They’d agreed that the children and those that had no real combat experience would go into hiding in a few key locations, places that were easy to lock down and could stand up to punishment, if they had to. That left them with about forty people who could and would fight. Between the weapons they had on them and the weapons on the ship, they had enough to arm everybody. They’d gone over a few plans after that.

But really, it was pretty open ended, because they weren’t sure where the slavers would come from. They knew that they had one ship. Based on the information available, Vix felt that they could destroy it with the Valkyrie...provided they could get the drop on it. So they agreed that they had to hide the Valkyrie about five miles away and then, once the attack had started, she would come in and blast it to hell.

Effectively cutting off their escape.

From there, they would shoot every last slaver that came into the colony, waiting for them to get pretty deep in before springing the trap.

Jared had managed to catch about four hour’s sleep before having to wake up and prepare for the attack. He’d fought before, he’d killed before. It wasn’t pleasant, but he could do it if he had to, and he had to here. He was going to help protect these people, help these people protect themselves and kick ass. He had a scoped rifle in hand. He’d taken a bit of stimulant to help amp up his senses and shake off the tiredness that had haunted him.

Vix had reported in about fifteen minuets ago: the slavers were landing.

It shouldn’t be very long now. A few of the security personnel had agreed to be decoys, to lead them in and pretend that everything was business as normal. Lindsay was among them. Jared would be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous, wasn’t afraid, honestly, but he felt decently confident that they could take care of this.

Suddenly, he heard a gunshot cracking somewhere off in the distance. Followed by another, and several more. It was happening. They heard shouting, that awful, roaring shout of dozens of men and women screaming in reckless, almost furious, abandon, right before they charged into battle. Well, they were going to get a battle all right. He had four spare magazines on him. No grenades. Too dangerous, although he knew some of the others has flash grenades. Ridiculously, as he shifted position, still hidden but in a better location to attack from, Jared found himself thinking of Melissa. There was something about her…

Probably the fact that she’d been flirting with him a lot.

It seemed weird, but in his experience, a lot of people got really sexual when there was death and danger in the air. He guessed it was just some kind of automatic reflex: if you might die soon, one of your first thoughts was that you should probably get one last good fuck in. Or maybe that was just him and the people he hung out with it.

But man, she’d been laying it on kind of heavy, flashing cleavage, (she had pretty awesome tits from what he could see), giving him that kind of predatory smile he saw on some older women when they were going after a younger guy, complimenting him, touching him. He was definitely going to fuck her when this was over, provided she was interested in going all the way. He really hoped she was, Melissa looked like she could fuck like crazy.

The shouts were getting closer, and then, suddenly, he saw Lindsay and a few other running into the square beneath him. It was the perfect ambush zone, as there was a lot of open space, not a lot of places to hide, and a lot of buildings to stand on top of. He, Angel, Melissa, and close to a dozen others were positioned here, as it had been agreed that this is where they would lead the slavers if at all possible.

Lindsay tripped, also planned, and the others ran off without her. Slavers began to come into the square. At first, Jared was worried, he didn’t see that many. But as Lindsay tried to get to her feet, falling again, feigning injury, he saw first five, then ten, then close to twenty of the bastards rushing into the square.

They waited until they were all in the square, and then Angel shouted: “Now!”

And then hell rained down from above.

Jared stepped out a little more, aiming the rifle and sighting one of the slavers. He squeezed the trigger and put him down. Then moved onto the next target. He could see the others doing the same, picking off targets one by one. The slavers didn’t know what hit them. They tried to fall back, and fire back, but they were surrounded, in a place with little cover, and their enemy had the high ground. They barely lasted more than thirty seconds.

As the gunfire fell silent, Jared listened and heard more. And right as he began to leave the rooftop, to help them hunt down the last of them, he heard a huge explosion and saw a bright flash off to the east. Almost as soon as he had, he heard Vix report over their private line that she had successfully destroyed the ship, which had landed and powered down. And there were no other ships in the area.

They had this basically wrapped up.

It took half an hour, but they moved through the colony quickly and carefully, working their way through the survivors. Jared at least found that he couldn’t really worry while he was doing this, because all of his attention was focused on staying alive. Vix and a few of the local techs were plugged into the security network and helped them track the slavers, who, after awhile, had finally realized that they were fucked, and were trying to flee.

None made it.

After confirming they’d gotten the last one, and no one had called for help, and, as far as they could tell, no help was coming, they began the long, dirty process of dealing with all the bodies. Jared set to work with the others.

…

Jared sat down heavily in the chair beside the bed he’d been given and rubbed his eyes. He’d intended to get up and take a shower, but he had became dizzy as soon as he stood up. As he sat there, he thought about the past several hours. Cleaning up the bodies had taken up most of the effort, and although the damage was largely minimal, some shots had gotten into equipment, and Jared and Vix, who had joined them once she’d parked the ship a lot closer, had spent awhile helping them make repairs.

Although a few of the colonists had been shot, three of them those who had come out to fight, and one who had been grazed by a stray that had come through a window, and one had broken an arm while running from tripping and landing wrong, no one had died. Well, no one on their side. They’d tended to their wounded and when all the dirty work had been done, there’d been a celebration. Jared had stayed for as long as he could, and he knew that Lindsay and Angel had hooked up with some of the colonists. And that Vix had been eyeing a beautiful xenian woman, a technician that had helped them patch up the colony.

But ultimately, he’d just been too tired.

He’d tried to find Melissa, but hadn’t been able to, and finally he’d just had to crash out. Someone had pointed him to an empty bunk room and he’d meant to take a shower, but he’d just basically passed out as soon as he decided to lay down for just a minute. That was three hours ago. Now he was up, groggy, and smelly. Damn he needed a shower. He’d been sweating like crazy. He activated his Link.

He sent a message to Vix, asking how things were.

VIX: Good. I was sleeping. Totally scored with that xenian tech. You?

JARED: No, just sleeping, couldn’t find Melissa.

VIX: That sucks. You need some company?

JARED: I might, but I NEED a shower first. I’m going to check on the others. Have fun.

VIX: Thanks! Let me know if you want to have sex.

JARED: Definitely will let you know.

He contacted Lindsay and Angel, and got basically the same from them, although it took Angel awhile to respond. She’d been out after a hard fuck with two guys from the colony. From there, he got in touch with Veronica, or tried to, but she wasn’t answering. He’d gotten a little worried, but when he’d tried Saf, she’d told him that Veronica was having an all-night fuck session with an old friend, that everything had gone fine, and don’t call unless it was an emergency, because she was about to get her fuck on as well.

Jared told her to have fun, then finally began working up the energy to stand up and head for the shower when there was a knock at his door.

“Come in,” he said.

He blinked rapidly as the door opened and light from the hallway spilled in. He smiled when he realized it was Melissa.

“Hi,” she said. “Um, am I bothering you?” she asked.

“No, it’s fine. Come in,” he replied. “Though keep your distance, I smell awful.”

She grinned. “Me too. I think of most of us do.” She hesitated, looked around the room. She seemed nervous.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Yeah. I mean...a little shaky still from everything that had happened. Um...fuck it, I don’t know how to be coy anymore,” she said, sighing heavily. “Are you down to fuck?” she asked.

“Yeah, definitely,” he replied, getting up.

“Oh...well, that was easy. Uh, no offense,” she said, grinning awkwardly.

He laughed. “None taken. Although...” He glanced at the bed. “I think I sweated a lot in my sleep. I do that when I get really anxious and the last day has been...trying. So...”

“My place isn’t far from here,” she said. “Come on.”

She led him out of the room and they walked together until they’d come to the outdoors again. It was heading for dark again and Jared felt that strange feeling of foggy confusion he did when he seriously lost track of time. Melissa reached out and took his hand. He held her hand, lacing their fingers together.

“I never got a chance to thank you for everything you did. I’m still kind of amazed you did it at all,” she said.

“Why’s that?” he replied.

She shrugged. “I don’t know. I don’t want to be insulting. It’s just that people don’t really help other people out now that often. And this isn’t just help. You all risked your lives for this. It was monumental. And you didn’t get anything out of it.”

“I wouldn’t say that,” he replied.

She laughed. “I suppose so. You really all that excited to sleep with me?”

“Oh my God, yes,” he replied. “You are fucking hot, Melissa.”

She laughed uncomfortably and he saw she was blushing fiercely now. “It’s good to hear that. How old are you?” They came to one of the smaller buildings, where he guessed the administrative staff might live.

“Twenty two,” he replied.

“Wow. So much younger than me,” she murmured. “Before you agonize over how to ask me how old I am, I’m forty eight.”

“You look good,” he said.

She shrugged. “I’d like to think so. I mean, it’s way easier to look good for decades longer than we could before, in the past, although I’m pretty much all-natural. I mean, yeah, my parents had some gene therapy done in the womb, but I haven’t had any surgery, and I don’t really take all that many supplements that help with stuff like that.”

“Then I’m even more impressed. That is natural fucking beauty and you have a lot of it,” he replied.

She laughed again. “You’re gonna light me up, I’m going to blush so hard,” she murmured. “Come on, this is my place.”

She led him through a door at the end of the hallway and they came into basically a studio apartment. It looked tidy and trim, very well-organized, like he imagined Melissa would have to be to run an entire colony. During the planning and everything afterward, she had proved to be extremely competent, sharp, and intuitive.

Which was making it weird, seeing her being nervous and awkward.

They walked into her bathroom and began taking off their clothes. “We can, uh, throw them into the wash. We should, actually, before we get started.”

“Good idea,” Jared agreed.

She seemed nervous again, now in her bra and panties. Glancing up, she caught his gaze. “If you’re having seconds thoughts, I’m okay with calling this off,” he said.

She frowned briefly. “You’re okay with stopping?” she asked.

“Well...I mean, I don’t want to make it sound like I’m enthusiastic. Quite the opposite. I’ll be really disappointed and sad, but I’m not going to give you shit for it.”

Her pretty smile returned. “I-yeah, okay. No, I don’t want to stop at all. It’s just, um...it’s been awhile since I’ve been naked in front of another person, let alone had sex.”

“Why? I imagine it shouldn’t be too hard for you to get laid,” he said as she resumed taking her clothes off.

“I guess...sleeping with your subordinates isn’t the best idea. And everyone here is my subordinate. And the only other people that come out here are traders, and for the most part I don’t really like them. I mean, sexually. They’re okay, they just don’t do it for me. So, you know, that’s why I’m a little uneasy.”

“It’s okay, I understand,” he replied as they tossed their clothing into the washer. “I’m still nervous about getting naked myself.”

“Really? Why? You’re in pretty decent shape,” she replied.

“I guess so,” he said, glancing down at himself. He was surprised to see a bit more definition on his body than he remembered. “It’s just something I’ll probably never get over. I was awkward as a kid,” he replied.

She snorted, turning on the shower. “Kid. You seem barely like an adult to me...uh, no offense,” she said.

“I understand.” They climbed into the shower together and for just a moment, they stood there in the water, looking at each other. He really got a chance to study her as she stood before him, naked and wet and beautiful. She was tall, like most the women he tended to be attracted to, maybe just an inch shorter than he was. She had chestnut brown hair, which she’d been wearing in a simple ponytail all day, but now was down, her hair hanging just a few inches above her shoulders. Her body had a lean look to it, her muscles decently defined, her skin mostly tanned. She had great hips and fantastic breasts.

“Wow,” he said.

She shifted nervously. “What?” she asked.

“You are beautiful,” he replied.

She laughed suddenly, a happy sound. “You’re looking at my tits,” she said.

“No, I’m not. Okay, I am, obviously, but no, you...all of you, is beautiful.”

“Well thank you, although you’ve already got me naked, there isn’t much need to lay on the compliments.”

“I don’t play games, I don’t give out compliments I don’t mean,” he replied.

“That’s good to know...now, how about we wash up and then, um, get started?” she suggested. He nodded in agreement and they each grabbed bars of soap. The shower stall wasn’t all that big, but it was big enough for the two of them to move about in without too much trouble. They lathered up and washed their bodies down quickly and efficiently, and thoroughly, giving special attention to the private areas, given that those were about to receive a lot of attention. Jared definitely planned on going down on her.

Once they were soaped up and rinsed off, the two of them came together in the middle of the steamy shower, embracing slowly.

“How long has it been?” he asked.

“I haven’t really kept track...” she sighed suddenly and shook her head. “One year, two months and eight days.”

“Wow, I’m so sorry.”

“Ugh, me too. I fucking need this, especially after today.”

“I promise, I’ll do a good job.”

She grinned. “So will I.”

They kissed then, and there was almost an electric pop between them. That special spark that happened when you knew you connected with this person, and the sex was going to be awesome. Not that he had much doubt. Melissa seemed like she knew what she was doing. She began to get more passionate, awakening to her sexuality very quickly as soon as she was exposed to it. Moaning, she hugged him fiercely and tilted her head, kissing him deeper and slipping her tongue into his mouth. He loved that.

Loved the way her tongue twisted with his, twined and wrestled with it.

She was an excellent kisser.

His hands roamed over her tall, lithe, beautiful body, hugging her to him, feeling her big, wet breasts pressing against him, bare and amazing. He got a good grip on her ass. Fuck, all her working out had given her a fantastic one. He was rock hard now and his cock poked in between her thick, athletic thighs. She grinned into the kiss when she began to slowly grind her thighs back and forth, causing pleasure to spark all along his cock and he groaned.

“You like that?” she murmured, her lips brushing his.

“Yeah, I like it a lot,” he groaned.

“You’re gonna love it more when I suck your dick,” she replied.

“I think you’re right.”

She laughed, kissed him once more, then dropped to her knees. “Where do you want to come?” she asked.

“You okay if I come in your mouth?”

“Mmm-hmm. I swallow,” she replied, then licked up the bottom of his cock and slipped it into her mouth in one smooth motion.

“Holy fuck, you are good at this,” he groaned, leaning back against the nearest wall and letting her work his cock with her intensely pleasurable mouth.

“Mmm-hmm,” she replied as she began bobbing her head, licking her tongue across his cock’s tip several times.

It didn’t take him all that long to come.

It just felt so fucking good, especially when her lips dragged across the head of his dick. She had him coming in about a minute.

“Oh, fuck!” he cried as the first shockwave of pleasure hit him and his cock spit a thick, huge burst of his seed into her mouth. She seemed surprised, but she kept working the shaft with her hand and sucking, which only amped up the sexual rapture that was engulfing him even more. He moaned her name several times as she sucked him dry, taking his whole load into her mouth like a divine, mature goddess of lust and pleasure.

When he had finished coming, she slowly pulled his cock from her mouth, lips still pressed together, sucking the rest of his seed out.

When she had finished that, she looked up at him, swallowing. “So, do I still have it? Can I still suck serious dick?” she asked.

“Yes,” he groaned, the aftershocks of the orgasm still rolling through him. “Oh God, yes. That was amazing, Melissa.”

She grinned, stood up and washed her mouth out. “I’m very glad to hear that.”

He nodded. “Okay, your turn,” he said, getting down on his knees.

“Yes,” she whispered happily, bringing one leg up and resting it on the side of the tub. “I was so hoping you would lick my clit.”

“Happy to,” he replied, and set to work.

Apparently, she was just like he was: wound up and ready to pop. He started licking her clit, slowly at first, going faster, pleasuring her, causing the mature woman to cry out. She moaned his name as she ran her fingers through his short, wet hair. Before long, he slipped a finger up into her pussy, fucking her slowly with it, pushing up into that most sensitive spot. She cried out, getting a lot louder as he did this, and soon he had her coming.

“Oh yes! Oh yesyesyesyesyes!” she babbled, her legs trembling as she orgasmed. He grabbed her hip, to keep her steady, worried she might fall over from the intensity of the climax. A hot clear jet of feminine sex juices sprayed out of her pussy around his finger as he continued pleasuring her. He kept going until she was finished, then stood up. She leaned against him, breathing heavily, wrapping him in a hug, and he hugged her back.

“Thank you,” she whispered in his ear. “I haven’t been eaten out in even longer than I haven’t been fucked. You are good...your girlfriends must love you.”

“Girlfriends?” he asked, grinning.

“I saw the way you were with those pretty ladies. I saw you kiss two of them.”

“Yeah...they’re my girlfriends. Well, I suppose one or two are, the others are...we’re good friends,” he said.

“With benefits. My my, how many ladies are on that ship with you, passing you around like a sex toy?” she asked.

“Five,” he replied as they turned off the shower and began drying.

“Wow. Are they all aliens?”

“No. Veronica is an Amazonian.”

Melissa raised her eyebrows. “Holy shit, you fuck an Amazonian?” she asked.

He nodded. “Yep.”

“Now that is impressive. I’ve seen some of those women. They are powerful, commanders of respect.”

He nodded. “Veronica is powerful, smart, brave. And fucking amazing in bed.”

“God, she must be. I bet they fuck like demons...speaking of that, you still horny? I could use a good hard fuck and then a long sleep.”

“Agreed,” he said.

They finished drying and hurried into the main room, getting beneath the blankets. She seemed to like to keep her quarters cold. Bad if you were naked and walking around, excellent if you were naked and beneath blankets with a lover.

It made the encounter more intimate.

He began kissing her again, the two of them coming together beneath the blankets, feeling her slim, fit body against his, her soft, hot skin. There was her lips, her tongue again, her soft sounds of pleasure and happiness. He could feel the satisfaction and enthusiasm, read it in her body language, in the way she touched him, ran her hands across his body.

Before long, he’d ended up on top of her, Melissa on her back, legs spread. “Fuck me with that young dick,” she said, breathing heavily, her eyes wide and almost glowing in the dim light of her cabin. She looked ghostly and beautiful.

He kissed her deeply as he penetrated her tight, slick pussy. She moaned loudly into the kiss and pressed her hips against his, carefully working him deeper into her. In a few thrusts, he was buried within her, and now that he was comfortably in, he began making love to her, fucking her with a steady rhythm of his hips.

“Oh, yes!” she cried. “Oh, fuck Jared, that’s so fucking goddamned good. I have seriously forgotten how good taking a dick feels. Especially one so young and enthusiastic,” she moaned loudly, grabbing at his back as they made love.

“Your pussy is fantastic, Melissa,” he groaned back at her, kissing her deeply.

“Don’t be afraid to fill me up again,” she said, her voice sultry.

“I won’t,” he replied.

“I know it’s weird, but I love it when guys come inside of me. I mean-oh yes! Right there!-I hate the mess, but I love that feeling, the way they writhe, the hot warmth when...oh yes, keep going! I’m going to come!” she moaned.

He kept going, resting on his knees and propping himself up a bit to get a better angle, working that fantastic pussy of hers with his rock hard cock, burying himself in her over and over again, pushing her over into a state of orgasm.

“Fuck yes, I’m coming!” she shrieked, and that was as long as he could hold out.

He kept fucking her orgasming vagina, pounding that mature pussy as he started coming a second time, groaning loudly as he spilled his seed into her.

“Oh, Melissa!” he groaned, thrusting wildly into her, both of them coming hard.

When the orgasms had run their course, they were both were laying sweaty and entangled around each other, breathing heavily, kissing occasionally. Jared knew that there was more to do, but for now, he felt good.

He slept with a beautiful woman named Melissa in his arms, he in hers.

He was happy.

CHAPTER 05

Veronica brought the small ship in for a landing among the cold darkness of the mountain-based safe house she and Angel were going to destroy. As she settled the little vessel down on a relatively flat patch of ice and snow, then powered the engines down, she considered the situation ahead of them. The money man, Max, had turned out to have little but crucial intelligence on the slavers. Most of it was just anonymous lists of credits, but among the data that Kendra’s hacker had sorted through, they’d ferreted out two important pieces of intel.

The first piece was the location of the slaver’s second in command. He was aboard a vessel, currently in an isolated location, presumably hiding, given the current state of affairs. The ship was decently sized, and had some good armaments, but apparently the money man had been looking for some leverage against them, or maybe just some juicy info for if and when he chose to sell them out. There was a code he’d discovered for the ship that would basically grant them access to its internal network.

Vix, Jared, Lindsay, and Saf were going to deal with that. Given that this was a little riskier, Veronica had felt safer sending Saf over there to coordinate the whole thing, since she was probably the smartest out of all of them. It was dangerous, but she trusted them to get through it. Especially considering how well they’d done at the colony. They’d filled her in on it and she was pretty impressed. So, that’s where they were going right now. Vix and Saf had come up with a solid plan. Basically, kill everyone onboard that wasn’t an innocent, steal whatever data they could and then blow the ship straight to hell.

Veronica and Angel had another safe house to take care of. This one was supposed to hold some more important assets, basically just a back-up credit grab for the leaders in case everything went to hell and they had to get out fast. Well, everything was going to hell for them, but Veronica and Angel were going to ensure that there wouldn’t be anything here to grab but burned remains. This was going to be a stealth job.

They’d gotten here at night and they’d managed to get their hands on a little stealth ship, one that should be invisible to most radar, almost as good as the system they’d hooked the Valkyrie up with. It had enough room for the two of them and some cargo. It had taken them a little over a day and a half to set this all up, after her night of fun with Kendra. That woman could still fuck like crazy. And she’d even been willing to give up one of her hanging rigs that was big enough to handle Veronica’s huge ass. She was so using it first chance she got.

But for now, she was focusing on the job.

She’d landed them about half a mile away from the safe house. It was built in between a snowy forest and the base of a mountain, and had pretty tight security. But she could handle security. Kendra had hooked them up with some high-tech stealth units to help protect them from things like security cameras, thermal vision, and most other types of alarms. These things were very illegal for anyone outside of the military.

But she and her friends were doing important work, and she figured the military would probably, unofficially of course, approve, if they ever found out. Not that anyone was going to find out about this. She didn’t plan for there to be any survivors.

Veronica stood up. The ship was powered down now, silent and motionless. She could hear Angel moving around in the cargo area directly behind the cockpit. Moving back through the door, she spotted the dysil getting her armor on.

“Hey, you doing okay?” she asked. She’d been worried about Angel this whole time. She knew a little about the woman’s past, that she’d had some kind of run-in with slavers at a young age, but she didn’t know the specifics.

“Yeah, I’m all right, Veronica,” she replied, looking at her square, her gaze letting her know that she wasn’t just placating her or putting off the question. “I know I’ve been kind of...off-kilter this whole time, but I’m dealing with it.”

“If you ever want to talk...I mean, I’m shitty at talking, really I’m just good for fighting and fucking, but I won’t turn you away.”

Angel laughed, a happy, genuine sound. “Oh, Veronica, how I love you. You remind me of Emily so much. And I appreciate it. I also understand how you feel. I’m not exactly the best at dealing with complicated emotions either, mine or other people’s. But I’m okay. I’ve been talking with Jared. And yes, actually talking, not just fucking. He’s...helpful.”

“Good,” she said as she began pulling on her armor. “By the way, I got my hands on a hanging rig big enough for me to hang in.”

“You did!? That’s awesome. God, you would look so fucking hot in a rig, with your huge fucking tits and your massive thighs...fuck, you are really hot, Veronica,” she said.

“Thank you, and let’s not get distracted. We can fuck after these assholes are six feet under,” she replied, grinning.

Angel nodded. Honestly, if they didn’t have anywhere to go, she’d fuck Angel right here, right now. Veronica was pretty much always down to fuck. There’d been more than one occasion where Jared had come to hang out with her when she’d been working out, and sometimes she worked out naked and that was just too much for him and before she knew it, she was getting her pussy fucked while she was lying down on the bench-press.

Now that was fun spontaneous sex.

The two of them finished pulling on their armor and loading up with guns and ammo, and then headed out of the ship, making sure to lock it up behind them. They had silencers for their simple submachine guns and pistols, and enhancements to the vision being provided by the suit of combat armor. The plan was pretty simple: kill the power, then go in and start eliminating everyone until they were all dead, then steal their shit, plant some bombs, and blow it all to hell. Then go and have a lot of sex to celebrate.

It was the middle of the night, so she figured that at least half of them, probably more, would be asleep. Basic scans indicated about thirty people in and around the premises. Given the level of competence they’d come up against so far, Veronica figured it shouldn’t be too hard to take them out. The two of them made their way quickly and quietly through the dark, snowy forest. They continually kept an eye out for anyone or anything, but there was just some local wildlife scurrying about in the dead of night.

They made it to the compound quickly and without any problems.

Veronica crouched a few feet behind the treeline with Angel, studying the safe house. It was a simple set-up: three stories of metal, no imagination, a fenced perimeter. She could see no one on the roof and no one patrolling outside. Probably they’d come in after getting too damned cold. The local temperature registered at about thirty below freezing. There were several lights on in the building, but a lot of the rooms were also dark.

“Okay, let’s do it,” Veronica whispered.

They moved along the treeline until they found a side of the structure that was largely unlit, and came out there. Hurrying across the open space between the treeline and the fence, Veronica pulled out some wire cutters and snapped the chainlink open in a line about three feet high, then got her armored hands in between the cut pieces. Pulling hard, she ripped and yanked a section of chainlink up, just enough for them to get through.

Angel went first, then stood guard while Veronica got her big, seven foot self through. Sometimes, most of the time, she loved towering over everyone else. But sometimes it was just a pain in the ass.

Once they were inside, the two moved quickly and quietly until they were up to the side of the safe house. They moved slowly along it until they reached the main power junction. Veronica shot it three times and it spat out a slew of sparks before dying. The whole area went silent and dark. Veronica could hear unhappy and confused sounds coming from inside. They probably thought it was a simple power failure.

They split up, one taking up position at the left side of the back wall, the other at the right side. They figured someone would probably come outside to investigate, and that would be the perfect entry point, instead of forcing their way in. She waited about a minute before a door opened. It was on her side, so she was the lucky one. Veronica waited around the corner for the man to approach. She could hear him muttering under his breath, cursing the cold and the power, and as soon as he stepped around the corner, she grabbed him, yanked him forward and broke his neck, then let him down slowly, hiding him out of sight.

“My side,” she whispered over their radio, and Angel hurried to join her. Once they were together again, they hurried around the exterior of the building until they reached the door that had been opened. Luckily, it hadn’t been locked again. The door led into a small room that had some lockers and a lot of cold weather gear and boots in a pile. Veronica moved slowly across the room, through the open door at the end, able to see everything in the almost absolute darkness. Somewhere in the building, she saw a faint light.

Someone had found a flashlight.

Well, good for them, it wasn’t going to help.

Slowly, carefully, the pair of them worked their way through the first floor, taking the time to lock any exterior doors they found so that no one would escape. They cleared a bunk room, a bathroom, a kitchen and dining room and a living area, killing ten more men in the process, all of them receiving silenced headshots that made them drop like rocks. From there, they ascended to the second story, which held an armory, another bunk room and bathroom, what seemed to be a pair of offices, and a room for storage.

There were twelve assholes in here, most of them sleeping in the bunk room. Once the pair of them had taken them out, things still going smoothly, Angel took point, heading up to the third story to finish it off.

Veronica was right behind her, thinking that this was going pretty smoothly. And that’s the thought she was in the middle of when the door at the top of the stairway abruptly opened up and suddenly she could see Angel outlined in a bright white light, and then she heard a gunshot, and heard Angel scream, and saw her fall backwards.

“Angel!” she shrieked, feeling like it was Saf’s bad luck all over again, but this time the blood spray came from Angel’s neck.

With one arm, Veronica caught Angel, who was falling backwards into her. She got her around the waist and immediately began carrying her back down the stairs. With the other arm, she raised her silenced SMG and squeezed the trigger, spraying the area atop the stairs down in a hail of bullets. She heard two screams, and then more shouts as the attack came, but emptying the SMG had at least kept them at bay.

Angel tried to say something but it just came out as a strangled sound. God, if they’d hit a big artery she was dead, but no, no, Veronica refused to lose her. She got Angel back into a room through a door at the bottom of the stairs, a bathroom, and laid her out. She hastily reloaded, then fired off another half magazine up the stairs, leaning out the door, and shot someone else who was trying to come down.

That would keep them busy.

“Hold on, Angel,” Veronica said, pulling out her medical kit and ripping it open. She sorted through the supplies until she found a powder that she could pour into the wound to get it to stop bleeding. Just a stopgap, but it would do for now. Before she could put it to use, however, she heard a few gunshots, then running footsteps. Growling in frustration, she leaned back out, targeted two men coming down the stairs and fired, emptying the magazine. She ducked back into the bathroom, quickly reloading, and then tended to Angel.

“This is going to hurt,” she said, and poured the powder into the wound. Angel screamed, or tried to, and thrashed about, slamming her closed fists into the bathroom floor. “Sorry, honey,” Veronica whispered, grabbing a bandage and slapping it over the padding surrounding her neck. Again, it would have to do.

“Stay here,” she said.

She had to kill these assholes before she could properly tend to Angel. She burst out of the bathroom, firing as she ran screaming up the stairs. As soon as she rushed into the room at the top, she abandoned her SMG, pulling out her pistol and shooting everyone in the room. From there, she quickly cleared the top floor, as there were only a few rooms. She’d been almost subconsciously counting off the kills, and realized that everyone should be dead. Veronica hurried back down the stairs and saw that Angel had been treating herself.

“Are you okay?” she asked, crouching.

“Not really, but I’ll live, I think,” she replied, her voice sounding awful. “I gave myself some morphine.”

“Good. Sorry, I had to clean up.”

“It’s fine. Just...here, take my helmet off, see how bad it is. I don’t think it hit my jugular,” she replied.

Veronica took off Angel’s helmet and the padding around her neck, checking the wound out in more detail. It looked like it went cleanly through, and it wasn’t a very big bullet at that. There was still some bleeding at the back, so Veronica took the time to clean both sides of the wound, then re-bandaging them, Angel hissing and wincing the whole time. She didn’t blame her, getting shot hurt like fucking shit.

“This should hold,” she said.

“For now...help me up,” Angel replied.

“No,” Veronica replied, getting her armor back on. “You stay here, rest. I’ll check out the area. That’s an order.”

Angel snorted. “I wasn’t aware you were team commander,” she replied.

“Well, I am. So shut up and stay here.”

She sighed. “Yes ma’am.”

Veronica smiled and gripped her hand, squeezing it, and Angel squeezed back. She was reluctant to leave Angel, but they had work to do, and fast. Although she did work fast, it seemed to take forever. Veronica went back upstairs, finding a kind of command center where all the data was clearly stored, and stuck a small device into their main computer. It would scan and copy every single piece of data in there, then fry the computer. While it was doing its job, she checked the area over. There was a lot of crap she knew she wanted to steal, and she’d noticed a small, simple vehicle with some cargo space that she could navigate through the woods.

Half an hour passed as she hauled down some pieces of high tech weapons and ammo and body armor out of the armory, and some expensive stuff the guys had for themselves. When she was done with the first load, she got Angel down to the vehicle, sat her down and then drove them both through the woods. Once they reached the ship, she had Angel go and sit in the cockpit. It wasn’t easy, Angel wanted to help her unload stuff, but her wound wouldn’t let her, and they both knew it, but Angel was stubborn.

So Veronica had to make her.

Once she finished unloading, she drove back alone to the building, loaded up the rest of the stuff and then grabbed the data device once she was sure it had everything, and finally laid out the explosives they’d brought with them. Once that was all done, she drove back to the ship and unloaded the second shipment, then blew that place to hell.

“Okay, Angel,” Veronica said as she settled into the pilot’s seat and fired up the engines, “let’s get back to the rendezvous point. We’ll get you fixed up.”

“Sounds good to me,” she replied. “Going to need some more morphine between now and then,” she added.

“We’ve got plenty, but not too much,” Veronica replied.

“Buzzkill,” Angel complained, but smiled tiredly at her.

Veronica patted her thigh, then took off.

One more step down. They were almost done with this.

…

“So what are we looking at here?” Jared asked.

He stood on the bridge with Vix and the others. “From what I can tell, great news. Well, maybe not great news, but this is looking like a good, clean operation,” Vix replied.

“Oh?” Saf asked.

Veronica had insisted Saf go with them, and Jared couldn’t blame her. Saf was smart, sharp, and, above all else, cautious. They needed someone like her around for a job like this. He felt safe with her around. He thought they all did.

“Yes. I’ve tapped into their systems, and, as far as I can tell, they don’t know I’m here, or that we’re here,” she replied.

They were hiding in the ‘shadow’ of a nearby moon. The slavers had isolated themselves in a system with no other inhabitants, orbiting a gas giant. Which was perfect. At least, provided they were the only ones on that ship.

“So what’s the situation?” Lindsay asked.

“There are no slaves on that ship. No innocents. The annoying news is that that’s about the extent of my power. They have beefed up security, more so than I thought. I can watch, but there really isn’t anything else I can do. So we’re gonna have to do this the hard way,” Vix explained, looking over a few different screens.

“Well, that’s our life,” Saf murmured. “Okay, here’s how we’re gonna do this. We come out fast, hit their engines so they can’t escape. From there, we get onboard. Lindsay, you and Jared will stick together, I’ll go off on my own. Once we’re inside, Vix helps us start killing our way to the bridge. We take out the second in command and steal whatever information we can from the database, then we sell this fucking ship.”

“That would bring in a lot of money,” Vix murmured.

“Yes, it will. We’ll use it to help continue to fund this little joy ride, and donate a lot of it to that group that’s helping those we rescued.” Saf stared at the displays, some of them showing video feeds of the enemy ship from tapped security cameras. Abruptly, she nodded and turned around. “Okay, we’re going to suit up. Vix, wait for my word and be ready to go.”

“You got it,” Vix replied.

Jared followed Saf and Lindsay out of the bridge and back to the armory. He’d been working overtime to keep up with suit and weapon maintenance and repairs, and Vix had been helping him out as often as she could. As a result, they were back up to one hundred percent each time. He had to admit, he was nervous.

No, more than that, scared.

They were going to have to go out into space. Like the colony, it was nothing he hadn’t done before, although he’d fought a lot more than he had gone into space, but still, it was a daunting prospect. But he could do this. He had to, they were counting on him, and he was counting on them. They were silent as they pulled on their suits of combat armor, and once they were on, Saf gave the word for Vix to go.

And then they were flying out, fast, from behind the moon, towards the rear of the enemy ship. They finished grabbing guns, ammo, and some grenades as Vix got within range. By the time they were ready to go and at their airlock, Vix had fired the missiles.

“They’re dead in the water and panicking,” Vix said.

“Good,” Saf replied. “Keep watch on them, keep us updated.”

“Understood. Good luck everyone.”

They activated the airlock as Vix brought them up alongside the damaged enemy ship. Once it was done, they floated out into open space. Jared stared up at the huge enemy ship. He could do this, he told himself. Using jet packs, he and Lindsay moved off, away from Saf, and the three of them hunted for ways into the vessel. He found himself wondering about Veronica and Angel. He hoped they were safe, doing well.

And kicking ass, too.

It’s what they were good at. Well, one of the things they were good at.

He spotted an airlock and pointed it out to Lindsay. The two of them jetted over there along the surface of the enemy ship. Vix updated them, letting them know that there were thirty nine personnel onboard the ship. They overrode the airlock and got inside, then activated it and waited for it to cycle them through.

“I’m in,” Saf reported.

“We’re just about there,” Jared replied.

The airlock finished its cycle and after Vix reported that the way beyond was clear, they stepped through, coming into a changing area for people needing to go outside. They passed several lockers and spare space suits, passing through the door at the end. Vix began feeding them bits of information as she tracked their progress in relationship to any of the slavers. While Saf worked her way forward, towards the bridge, Jared and Lindsay worked their way back, towards the engines. They came into a cargo area, passed through it and moved to a dining area where a pair of men who were apparently not all that concerned about what was happening were trying to get something to eat. It was their final mistake.

Jared took down one and Lindsay took down the other. One guy died with his face landing in a bowl of oatmeal. They moved on through it, out into a hallway where they followed it to its end. Turning right, Vix letting them know that there were a trio of men going away from them, they aimed and fired, gunning the bastards down. Jared normally made it a principle not to shoot anyone in the back, but he was willing to bend the rules for these jerks. Jared and Lindsay moved down the hallway, stopping at an infirmary where five personnel were. Some of them had been wounded in the explosions in the engine room.

Again, Jared felt a little guilty at shooting guys who were wounded and unable to fight back...but again, these were sick fucks who made a living off of kidnapping people who often couldn’t fight back and selling them into slavery. It didn’t get more fucked up than that. So he gunned them down, for the most part, without remorse.

They killed another three people on the way to the engine room, ducking and dodging rounds each time. Jared took a shot to his chestplate. The bullet buried itself in the armor, and he was going to have a bad bruise, but he kept going without too much trouble. For the most part, the slavers were too busy trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Chaos worked well for them, it was easier to move around quickly and quietly.

As they reached the engine room and cleaned it up, putting down a quartet of men who were trying to get the situation under control, put out the fires and make emergency repairs, Saf reported that she was close to the bridge.

“We’re coming,” Lindsay replied, and they left the engine room after Vix assured them that they’d gotten everyone in the area.

“How have you been doing? We haven’t had much chance to talk,” Lindsay asked as they worked their way through the ship.

“Getting through it,” Jared replied. “I’m admittedly not as skilled on the battlefield as I am as a technician.”

“You’re doing fine,” Lindsay said.

“Thanks.”

“Yep. When we’re done here, think we could fuck? I was talking with our girlfriend and she was feeling like trying out a bit of domination,” Lindsay said.

Jared grinned. “Our girlfriend?”

“Yeah. I mean, at this point, that’s basically what Vix is, right? I feel really close to her, and I know you and her are real close. And you and I get along really well, don’t we?”

“We do. I wasn’t complaining, I just think it’s a little funny. And you’re right. Although she hasn’t mentioned the domination thing to me.”

“She hadn’t to me either, but I brought it up the last time we were talking about something not relating to the job. She kind of asked me questions about it every now and then, and I tell her stories about how you’ve slapped the fuck out me and choked me and dominated me, and why I find that appealing. And she kept asking about it, so I finally just outright asked her if she would like to give it a shot, because we’d be the perfect group of people to do it with, given that we’re all smart about being safe and trustworthy.”

“And she said yeah?” he replied.

Lindsay nodded. “Yep. So when we get back...well?” she asked.

“Do you honestly expect me to say no to that?”

“Not for a second, smartass.”

“Shut up, whore,” he replied.

She smirked. “Yes, sir.”

“Just wait until we get back home.”

“I look forward to it, sir.”

They met up with Saf, who had finished cleaning up the area. Vix confirmed for them that the only people left alive were in the bridge, and they were currently trying to bypass a broadcast blocking signal she’d been putting out to prevent them from calling for help. They got into position and Saf overrode the door. Once it was open, she tossed in a flash grenade. As soon as it went off, she stepped in and the others backed her up. They put down the last slavers on the ship, trying not to shoot the bridge up too much, since they were hoping to sell this thing.

“That’s it?” Saf asked as they moved among the dead.

“That’s it,” Vix replied. “That’s all of them. Now plug me into her so I can download everything and wipe it clean.”

“On it,” Saf said.

Jared watched as she provided an uplink with their computer system. He slowly looked across the bridge, at the bodies, and the damage, and figured that they probably had a long day ahead of them. But at least it was worth it.

…

In the end, it didn’t take that long to get it all sorted out.

They’d initially thought about taking care of the bodies, but they figured they’d just knock it off the price to whoever bought the ship. They wouldn’t get nearly as much as they would for a ship that wasn’t full of corpses and didn’t have blown up engines, but from the sheer amount of tech, guns, and supplies in it, and the relatively intact state of the ship, it should still fetch a pretty good price. So Vix had got to searching.

Once they’d made sure that the ship was safe, that there were no traps anywhere, either physical or digital ones, and scrubbing the computers totally clean, and making sure there was nothing truly dangerous onboard that they wouldn’t mind in the hands of other mercenaries, or whoever bought it, the three of them left and returned to the Valkyrie. Vix had just found a buyer for the ship, someone she thought they could trust, when they got the call: Veronica and Angel were done with their mission, and Angel was wounded.

She’d been shot through the neck.

Veronica said that she was stable, but Jared felt that same cold bolt that hit him anyway. Another one of them had been seriously wounded. She was already on her way back to the rendezvous point that they’d agreed upon, a point in space about halfway between where they each were. As soon as she got the call, Vix had aimed the ship the right way and made the jump. It took two hours to get there, and they all did what they could to keep busy. Saf mainly spent time in the infirmary, getting it ready for Angel. Jared helped Vix figure out a price for the ship, and they eventually got seven hundred thousand credits for it.

A salvaging company had bought it, so they got all the money up front. They funneled three hundred thousand of it to the group that was helping the freed slaves, shot a hundred thousand apiece to Emily’s and Lucy’s group for their help so far, and the help yet to come, and kept what was leftover for the upcoming costs. Lindsay mostly worked out and trained to keep busy. They were all afraid and nervous, and the waiting only made it worse.

But finally, eventually, the two hours passed, and they arrived at the coordinates. As soon as the airlocks were connected, Veronica came through, carrying Angel, who was conscious and in high spirits. They all came to see her as Veronica carried her through the ship and brought her to Saf, who was in the infirmary, ready to get to work immediately.

“Hello, pretty girl,” Angel said, grinning broadly as Saf took off some of her armor and carefully began to undo the bandages over her wounds.

“Hello, Angel,” Saf replied, distracted. “She’s high, isn’t she?”

“Uh-huh,” Veronica replied.

“Well, it’s for the best, I guess. A neck shot hurts like fuck.”

“Oh God, did it ever,” Angel murmured.

Jared, Lindsay, and Vix hung in the background, watching this.

“Okay...this looks good. You did a good job, Veronica,” she murmured as she studied the wound. “The wound itself is clean enough, bullet went straight through, didn’t hit anything important. That was one lucky shot,” she said quietly. “All right, Angel, listen, I’m going to put you under so I can do some work on you, okay?”

“Okay...I am tired,” she replied. She looked at the others. “Goodnight, guys.”

“Goodnight, Angel,” they replied to her one by one. As soon as she was out, Saf shooed all of them out of the infirmary, saying she needed room to work. Jared didn’t argue, none of them did, and they all left.

As they came out into the hallway, Veronica, who had been quiet, suddenly seem to come awake. “So...after everything that happened, um, who’s down to fuck?” she asked. “I actually managed to get my hands on a hanging rig. So...it’d be awesome if you could fuck me in it, Jared.”

“Well, Vix and I were planning on having Jared dominate us,” Lindsay said, and he could see Vix blushing already. “Should we just make it a foursome?” she suggested.

“I’m okay with that,” Jared said immediately.

Veronica snorted. “Obviously. I’m down with it.”

They looked at Vix, who hesitated before nodding. “Yeah...I’d like that. Though, this will be my first time trying any, um, submissive stuff.”

“Don’t worry, Jared will take good care of you,” Lindsay replied.

She smiled at that and took his hand. “I know, I trust him.”

“I’m glad,” he replied, kissing the back of her hand.

“Okay, okay, can we stop talking about it and just do it?” Veronica asked, looking impatiently between the three of them.

“Yes, Veronica,” Lindsay said.

“Good, cause I’m tired of fucking waiting,” she said, as she turned around.

Jared reached out and smacked her huge ass. “Don’t fucking get mouthy with me, bitch. You understand me?” he asked.

“Yes, sir,” she replied immediately.

He had a particular enjoyment of how that whole aspect of their relationship had played out. There was definitely something thrilling about dominating a woman like Veronica. They hurried through the ship, giving Saf time to work on Angel, and made their way up to Veronica’s room. As soon as they were in, Jared considered how to set the tone, since they seemed to like it the most when he made the decisions in regards to this, but then realized he had to talk to Vix about some of the specifics of this roleplay.

“Vix,” he said, coming to stand before her.

“Yeah?” she asked.

“I just wanted to give you some basics. Pretty much, just let me handle the situation. If you don’t like what’s happening, if you want me to stop at any second, use a safe word. Saying that word will make me stop immediately, got it?” She nodded. “Okay, good. We need to decide on a safe word for you. It should be something that won’t come up normally during sex. And you should probably come up with it.”

“How about...titanium?” she asked.

“That sure won’t come up during sex,” he replied. “Good, that’s your word. Titanium. Remember it. Let me know if you’re uncomfortable with anything, okay? Because once I start, we’re going to maintain the roleplay atmosphere until we’re all done.”

“I understand,” she replied.

“Perfect.” He prepared himself for the way ahead. He had an idea of how he was going to conduct this session.

“Line up!” he snapped, and the three of them got in a line. “Strip!”

They began taking their clothes off. He wondered why they liked being submissive...or why he liked dominating. He supposed being on the dom side of things made more sense, or maybe it just did to him, because it was a basic instinct to like to have power over other people. Saf had been able to explain it the best. It was a thing of trust, and also abnegation, which basically meant relinquishing all of your responsibility, your decision-making, all of it, over to the other person. To trust someone that much, to basically put your body and your life in their hands, was a powerful thing. And it felt good. That was most of it.

That was the articulate part, anyway.

They all agreed that it just made them feel good in a way they couldn’t really describe, and he supposed he understood that, too.

Soon, the three women were naked before him.

Fuck, they were so hot. Veronica, standing nude and tall, her breasts enormous and beautiful, her hips broad, thighs thick. Skinny Lindsay with her abnormally big rack. Petite, pale Vix with her hot, tight, fit little body.

He began walking around them, slowly, eyeing them, reaching out to grope them, laying his hand across a breast, or squeezing an ass. He made a complete circle around them and came back to stand in front of them.

“On your knees,” he said. “Now!”

The three of them got on their knees, crouching before him. “Good sluts. Now pull my cock out, and all three of you, lick it.”

They did as they were told, Vix undoing his pants. She had a little fetish for it, he thought. She was always undoing his belt and button and zipper. She got his cock out. He was glad they’d all had a chance to shower during the trip to meet up with Veronica and Angel. An electric shock of pleasure jolted through him as all three women began licking his cock at once. They were all so very skilled with their tongues.

“That’s it,” he whispered, his hands on Veronica’s and Vix’s head. “That’s very good, you fucking whores.”

He let them keep going for a bit, basking in the hot, wet pleasure of their tongues and their hot breaths, then changed it up.

“Suck it,” he said, grabbing Veronica’s head and forcing his cock into her mouth. She let out a muffled sound as he fucked her in the mouth for a little bit, then he let go and she got to work sucking him off, bobbing her big head rapidly. He turned his attention to Vix and Lindsay, and grabbed them both by the hair.

“Kiss,” he said, and pushed them together. As he watched the two of them begin to kiss each other, he again felt that uncomfortable feeling he got at least once, usually more than once, when he did something like this with them. The one that made him feel like a jerk. He shook it off. They liked this. He liked this. Everyone was happy.

He should enjoy himself, they clearly were.

When he felt the urge to, he pulled his cock out of Veronica’s mouth and put it into Lindsay’s, and made Veronica and Vix begin to make out. Now that was something very interesting. Although he’d seen Lindsay and Vix kiss often, (he’d actually seen them do a lot often, far more than just kissing), he’d never seen her make out with Veronica. There was something intensely erotic about it. If Veronica towered over him, then she seemed like a true giant compared to Vix. Veronica had to be a solid two feet taller than she was, and it wasn’t just the height, either. Veronica was built and busty and curvy, Vix was petite and trim.

And the way she was handling Veronica’s huge tits...he could tell she liked them just as much as he did, as they all did.

Veronica’s breasts were truly a wonder to behold.

And Lindsay could really suck dick. He could feel that intense pleasure burning into him as Lindsay bobbed her head, working his cock with those amazing lips and that unique cyvit tongue of hers. She looked beautiful, staring up at him as she crouched before him, all that blue fur and her cat-like features, her tail twitching behind her, her huge breasts swaying slightly as she rocked back and forth.

“Okay,” he said, pushing her away suddenly. “You now.” He grabbed Vix away from Veronica and pushed his cock into her mouth. He put his hand on the back of her head and started fucking her in the mouth. She sat there and took it, her eyes closed, gagging occasionally as his dick hit the back of her throat. He let go and she took over the job as Lindsay and Veronica started to kiss. He enjoyed Vix sucking him off for a bit longer, and then pulled his cock from her mouth, ready to move onto the next phase of the fuck session.

“Up!” he snapped, and they quickly stood up. “Okay, you two, help her get into the rig,” he said, pointing to the extra-large hanging rig that Veronica had already set up. He watched over them as they hurried to get her into the rig. It took a little bit, but it was worth the wait. Veronica, in all her fit, busty, athletic seven foot glory, looked seriously hot, totally naked and hanging from a rig. She’d opted to be on her back, her legs tucked up against her stomach and spread open. She was exposed and wet and ready to be fucked.

He was so eager to fuck her brains out.

But first…

Jared walked over to one of the tables in her room, found some industrial-strength tape and tore off a piece, then walked over to her.

“All right, slut, your turn first,” he said, and slapped the tape over her mouth. She let out a muffled sound as he walked around her, still rock hard, now covered with the saliva of three different women. She was at the perfect height. He looked down at her glistening pink slit of a pussy as he stepped up against her, then rubbed his cock against it, in between the lips. She moaned and shuddered in the rig.

“You two, suck on her tits,” he said.

“Yes, sir,” they mumbled, and stood on either side of her, each one taking one of her perfect pink nipples into their mouths and sucking on her huge breasts, occasionally licking across them. Veronica moaned, then cried out as he penetrated her.

Oh fuck, her pussy was amazing.

He slid right into her tight, wet opening. She was so hot inside and the way her vagina seemed to grip his cock…

He grabbed the rig and started fucking her hard, slamming into her as he yanked her against him. She began screaming under the tape, her eyes wide and crazy. He could tell she was enjoying herself tremendously. He knew she’d love the hanging rig. Jared kept pounding her amazing pussy for another minute or so before she began to come. He loved how easy it was to get her off. She became to scream louder as she orgasmed, a hot spray of sex juices escaping her pussy as she bucked and jerked in the rig, but they’d locked her in tightly.

He could feel her stuff getting all over his lower stomach and thighs, hot and powerful, only making him even more turned on. Jared kept fucking the hell out of her, letting himself feel the pleasure. He wanted to come inside of her, wanted to pump her pussy full of his seed. So he did. He fucked her hard and faster, staring at her huge body, her enormous, pale, thick thighs, and those broad, smooth hips, and her tight stomach, and her huge, perfect tits being sucked on by the other two, who were staring at him intently.

Jared came inside of her.

He filled her pussy with his come as he orgasmed hard, his cock spitting his seed out in great, powerful spurts. Hot bliss blasted through him as he came into her, burying himself deep inside of her, absolutely in love with the feeling. The orgasm continued on for a bit longer, then slowly petered out, leaving him feeling fantastic, but still horny as fuck. He had a lot more fucking to do. He pulled out of Veronica and left her hanging there.

“Get up! Over there!” he snapped at Lindsay and Vix.

They began to move towards the bed and he shoved Lindsay towards it, sending her stumbling forward.

“Get on the fucking bed!” he screamed, grabbing Vix’s hair, yanking her back a bit and then shoving her forward. She cried out, landing on the bed and then quickly crawling onto it. He hesitated for a second, wondering if he was being too rough with her. This was her first time really doing this. But the look she gave him, that look of hungry lust in her glowing eyes...yeah, she was really enjoying herself.

“On your back!” he growled, shoving Lindsay onto her back. “Legs open!” She did as she was told, spreading her trim legs. “Get to work!” He shoved Vix down onto her hands and knees, pushing her head in between Lindsay’s thighs.

“Please-” Vix began, and he grabbed by the hair again and yanked her up, then turned her around. She was so petite that it was easy to do stuff like this.

“Are you fucking talking back to me?” he asked.

“No! Please, I just-”

He cut off her sentence with a hard slap across the face. She cried out as he let go of her hair and she fell back.

“Do what you’re told!” he screamed at her.

“Okay! I’m sorry!” she moaned, and she got onto her hands and knees.

“You’re going to be sorry,” he replied, and got up against her, looking down at her tight, fit, pale ass. He slipped his cock into her pussy and she cried out as he slid into her. “That’s it you fucking bitch,” he said, grabbing her hips and starting to pound her. She let out another cry, her voice muffled by Lindsay’s pussy. “Fucking take it like a good slut!” he screamed at her, slapping her ass hard. He listened to her moan.

Lindsay moaned too as Vix ate her out.

He kept fucking her hard for a bit longer, then had to stop, or he was going to blast off a second time. He didn’t want to, not yet, he had a special idea in mind, so he pulled out of her and shoved her to the side. “Move!”

Vix rolled over onto her side and as soon as she was moved, he laid down on top of Lindsay. “Now it’s your turn, bitch,” he said.

“Yes, master,” she moaned as he pushed his way into her pussy. Fuck, she was crazy wet from the oral she’d just gotten.

“You like that bitch?” he asked as he started fucking her hard, sliding rapidly and smoothly in and out of her pussy.

“Yes, master. I love it, master,” she moaned, wrapping her legs around him. “I want it so bad. Your cock is so huge, master...”

“That’s fucking right, slut,” he said, and he slapped her. Lindsay moaned. He hit her again, harder, causing her to cry out, and then he wrapped his hands around her neck, squeezing and choking her slowly. She gasped, or tried to, and let out a strangle moan. She was coming inside of ten seconds as he choked her air off.

Lindsay really got off on being choked.

As soon as she started to come, he let go of her, and she sucked in a deep breath, gasping and then screaming as she orgasmed.

“Oh, master, it feels so fucking good!” she shrieked, and it was a genuine difficulty not to start coming inside of her, too.

But he had a better idea.

He kept fucking her through her climax, and when she was done, he pulled out of her. “On the floor! On your knees!” he snapped at them.

“Mmm...yes, master,” Lindsay murmured dreamily.

“Yes, master,” Vix said quietly.

They both got down on their knees in front of him as he sat at the edge of the bed. “Lick it until I come all over your stupid whore faces,” he said, and they got right to work. They both leaned in, tongues stuck out, and began to rapidly lick the tip of his cock. It was so sensitive and had received so much attention that it didn’t take very long. Hot little bursts of pleasure, like shocks, went all the way up and down him as both beautiful alien women licked his dick. Jared launched into his second orgasm of the session.

Vix knew what to do.

She started jacking him off rapidly, she was skilled with her hands, and brought his dick back and forth as it started spewing out thick sprays of his seed. It got all over her face and Lindsay’s as well. He always felt a little guilty when he came on Lindsay, since she had fur, but if she got to the shower fast enough, it wouldn’t stick.

The hot sexual gratification of orgasming blasted through him as he came on their faces, his orgasm filling him with pure pleasure. As he finished coming, Vix licked across the head of it and he groaned as a fresh shock of rapture hit him.

“Oh fuck, that’s good,” he whispered, falling back onto the bed.

“Hey, I’m glad you got off and everything, but could you get me out of here? It’s not hot anymore, just annoying,” Veronica said.

“Yeah, sorry,” Jared replied, getting up.

Vix and Lindsay went and washed their faces off, then the three of them helped get Veronica down and out of the rig. Once she was free, the four of them headed for the her huge shower and turned the water up hot.

“So,” Jared said, wrapping Vix in a hug and slowly rubbing her back. “How was that? Did you enjoy yourself?” he asked.

“Yeah, I did. It was...I didn’t think it would be like that. I mean, I guess I’m not sure what I thought it would be like, either how it would go, how you would be, or how I would react to the whole thing.”

“Was I...too much?” he asked.

She laughed. “No. I mean...it was more than I expected, but I really liked it. I was worried I wouldn’t like you yelling at me or...hitting me. But I did. I really did. I mean, I knew it was going to happen, and I thought I’d like it, but wow, it really got me off.”

“You think this is something you want to do more often?” Jared asked.

Lindsay laughed and came up behind Vix. She reached out and started to massage her shoulders. “Listen to him, he’s excited to start slapping you around.”

“Only if she’s into it,” he replied.

She laughed. “I’m into it,” she replied. “Consider me hooked. It got me really worked up in all the right ways. I’ve always thought I might be into that kind of stuff. I’m glad I could find out for sure. Thank you, everyone.”

“You’re welcome,” Lindsay replied, hugging her from the back now. She was in between the two of them now. Veronica stepped over.

“Glad you enjoyed yourself,” she said. “You looked really good. And kissing you was a lot of fun, Vix. We should do it again sometime.”

Vix smiled and nodded, as much as she could between the two of them. “We should.”

“Now, for the second half of what we just did: TLC. Tender love and care. We’ll give you some extra, since it’s your first time,” Lindsay said.

“I really like this part, too,” Vix murmured.

They took turns soaping her up and washing her off, then massaging her, making her feel good, calming her down after the intensity of the experience. When they were finished with that, the four of them dried off and pulled on some simple clothing. At this point, Veronica seemed to figure that enough time had gone by to discern if Angel was okay. Although Jared was less sure. They hadn’t been fucking for that long.

As they came to the infirmary, Saf was just stepping out.

“Hey,” she said, “everyone coming at once to check up on her?” she asked.

“Basically,” Veronica replied. “How is she?”

“She’s fine. She’ll need about two days to recover, maybe even three. She’s sleeping right now, and will be for most of the rest of the day. When she gets up, I want someone to help her to her room and make her stay there. If you have sex with her,” she rolled her eyes, “what am I saying? When she convinces one or more of you to have sex with her, be really careful. She can’t move around too much. She got really lucky.”

“I’m just glad she’s okay,” Veronica murmured. “I’ll, uh, take first watch with her, okay? Would someone mind firing up a pizza and bringing it to me? I’m starving.”

“I’ll do it,” Jared said.

“I could use an orgasm, anyone care to help?” Saf asked.

“I can help,” Lindsay replied.

“Good, I love that tongue of yours,” she said, taking her hand. The two of them walked off, back towards the dorms.

Vix stuck with him as he headed for the kitchen.

Considering all the dangers, things had turned out pretty well. So far, anyway.

CHAPTER 06

What was it with these jerks and cold places?

Veronica stopped mentally bitching as the Valkyrie finished coming down through the atmosphere. She stood on the bridge, staring through the windows, standing behind Vix in her pilot’s seat. She’d basically taken over piloting duties lately. Veronica didn’t mind, Vix seemed to like it. This was it, she thought to herself.

This was the last run.

Between all the intel they’d pulled from the safe house and that ship the second in command had been hiding on, they’d managed to find the unique lines of communications that the slaver operation used to talk to each other. They learned that the slavers were panicking and had ceased all slaving operations, and were trying to disperse. But that wasn’t enough for Veronica and her friends. Not even close. There were perhaps three hundred people left that had either once been or were still part of the group. About a hundred of them had fallen back to their last refuge to try and hide out and wait for things to blow over. Which sucked for them.

The others were scattering to the spacial winds, trying to do the same thing.

But they were fucked. They were all fucked.

Veronica had begun to consider handing over info on all of those loose ends over to the authorities. Then she reconsidered. Some of them might get caught, maybe over half, and some might even get killed, but…

Veronica didn’t want some of them to pay. She also didn’t want these sick fucks languishing in prison with the possibility of getting out while they were still alive and intact, wasting taxpayers’ dollars. So instead she uploaded every last bit of information: names, aliases, physical descriptions with photographs when she could manage it, hideouts, hangouts, habits, etc., to every bounty hunter in the galaxy.

She was offering a thousand credits apiece, dead only.

So they were fucked, beyond belief.

But right here and now, she and her crew were going to personally handle the leader of this gang and all of his cronies that thought they could hide. Their hideout was an abandoned colony built on a planet that was little more than ice and rock. The atmosphere was thick and it snowed all the time. From what she’d read of the limited intel on the place, daylight was a bit of a commodity on this awful planet.

This was going to be difficult.

They knew they were coming, they would be ready. Initially, Veronica had considered just doing a few bombing runs of the colony. They didn’t need anymore intel and they knew there were no slaves here. No innocents. Only the guilty. But this place had anti-aircraft defenses. The Valkyrie would be shot down when it got within half a mile of the place. So that was a no go. So it was going to have to be a ground assault.

Against one hundred targets that were ready for action.

Obviously, she was going to need some help. So she’d finally called in the two other teams she’d been working at a distance with this whole operation. In a way, she was really looking forward to this. It had been too long since she’d worked with Emily and Lucy and Ilyse. Too long since she’d actually been in the same room with them. So there were two more ships joining them this time. The Hellcat and the Raptor.

“How are we doing, Vix?” she asked.

“We’re good,” Vix replied. “Coming down to the landing area now. We’re outside of their targeting range, but they know we’re here.”

“Hopefully they don’t have any ships of their own,” Veronica murmured.

“If they do, I’ll knock the right out of the sky.”

“Good girl,” Veronica said. She kissed Vix on the forehead.

“Good luck, Veronica, and...please stay safe.”

“You too. And I’ll do my best,” she replied.

She moved back out of the bridge and into the armory, where everyone but Angel was gearing up. It was hard, very hard, but they’d convinced Angel to stay behind. She simply wasn’t ready yet. It was too risky, and they couldn’t wait for her to heal up. She might have been ready if she hadn’t exacerbated her neck wound when Jared had been fucking her. He still felt really guilty about that, but Angel had told him that it was her fault. And not in an ‘I’ll take the blame’ kind of way. No, Angel had gotten too rough.

She looked around the room as she stood before her locker. Saf, Lindsay, and Jared were all pretty much suited up. She didn’t want to bring Jared, but she needed his help on this. She needed all hands on deck, especially since Angel was down for the count and Vix was staying behind on the ship to provide backup. As she began suiting up, Veronica did a mental count. She was bringing four of them total to the battle.

Lucy had only two other people with her, (she’d been running a much smaller operation, she’d explained, because one of her crew needed to leave due to family emergency only a week ago and another one of them had felt it was time to part ways again), and Veronica didn’t know them too well. But she trusted Lucy’s judgment.

Lucy had probably been the smartest among them, or at least as far as she knew.

Emily’s team was small too, but she’d called in some friends. She had a pilot now, a cute young guy she was no doubt fucking a lot, but he would stay behind for the same reason Vix was. She also had Ilyse with her, and Ilyse was, like basically all the other Amazonians, a serious badass. She’d also hired a pair of xenian women, one as a medic, one as a technician. She’d also called in Love, the sexbot-turned-mercenary, and a skilled, deadly quine named Elena that Veronica had a passing relationship with at one point.

Though she knew a lot about Love.

There were two months in her past where she and Love had been quite the deadly little duo. And wow could that cyborg woman fuck. Veronica wondered if maybe she was thinking that a bit too often these days. But she kept running into people who really got her off. She shook her head, focusing as she pulled her helmet on. Had to focus. Sex later. And there was going to be a lot of it. When this crap was over with, she was planning on having like a huge fucking orgy. Provided she stayed focused and got through this bullshit.

“Everyone ready?” she asked, securing her helmet.

They were all ready.

Veronica took a deep breath and let it out slowly as the ship finished settling down. “Okay, let’s get this over with.”

…

Jared did his best to appear calm, competent, and professional.

He wasn’t particularly feeling any of those things just then, only the jittery apprehension of the battle that was yet to come. He at least felt a bit better knowing that he could handle this, because he’d done it already. He’d helped with the assault at the colony. But that was different. They were the defenders there, and they’d had a lot of help. Now, he was attacking, and the enemy knew they were coming.

Thinking about the colony made him think about Melissa and her fit, mature body and her amazing sex.

Fucking her had been beyond satisfying.

She’d let him know that he was free to come back any time and she’d gladly ride his dick. So that was really nice to know at least.

But right here and right now, there was just the frozen rocky landscape, (thank God there were all these boulders and natural rises and falls in the land, otherwise, there’d be no damned cover), and nothing else.

Plus, what was making him even more anxious was the fact that he wasn’t even going to stay with Veronica and the others. Their plan, which was a bit more intricate than usual, (though not by a whole lot), required that he split off and join up with another team being led by one of Veronica’s old friends, another Amazonian named Emily. Her team was going through an underground entrance, which they would access by way of caves, and they were going to cut the power. Jared thought that Veronica had put him on that detail because it was probably the less dangerous of the jobs, and he was both guilty and relieved.

Jared wasn’t really front-line combat material.

From what he understood, Veronica’s team and Lucy’s team, (another Amazonian), were basically going to kick in the front door and raise all sorts of hell, drawing attention away from Emily’s team and letting them work. Once they cut the power, all they’d have left were the backup generators. If at all possible, they were going to try and destroy the anti-aircraft towers, so that one or more of their own ships could come in and provide support. That would greatly help the situation. The goal, at least, was pretty simple.

Kill everyone.

“This is your stop, Jared.”

He stopped and looked around, seeing that they were near a rise of land with an opening in it. The caves.

“Emily’s team is on their way, wait for them inside,” Veronica said.

He nodded. “Good luck.”

“You too. Don’t do anything stupid.”

“I won’t.” He wanted to tell her the same thing, but knew she wouldn’t listen to him, only pretend to. Amazonians were reckless, probably because they could be. Besides the fact that they were notoriously hard to kill and extremely effective fighters and killers, they seemed to just be naturally lucky.

He watched the rest of the team hurry away. The lights of the colony were in the distance. They disappeared as he headed underground. Preliminary scans of this area showed no activity, but that could change. Jared moved slowly down into the cave, his flashlight off, relying on his light-amp filter. He could see nothing, and no evidence that anyone was here. There was basically a one hundred percent chance that there were defenses of some kind farther on, either automated or just guards, and they would deal with that as necessary.

Jared moved about twenty feet into the cave. The tunnel just continued on for a long way. It looked natural, like no one had ever been here, all the surfaces uneven and random, the way nature always was. He kept watch, nervous and jumpy, until finally Emily and her team arrived. She arrived with only one other person.

A robot.

Jared was a bit surprised. He thought he remembered hearing that there was going to be a robot, but he didn’t expect her to be so...sexy. This was going to be distraction. She was all silver and naked and no doubt extremely lethal. Well, it was probably meant to be distracting to whoever they ran into. He’d just have to stay focused.

“Jared,” Emily said. “I’m Emily. This is Love. Good to meet you, Veronica’s talked a bit about you. Come on.”

“Oh yeah? What’s she say?” he replied, following after them. Goddamn, Emily had a huge fucking ass, and so did Love.

“That you’re a really good fuck,” Emily answered.

“Huh.”

“You good to go? Gonna need you to do some hacking work if at all possible,” she asked as they hurried down through the dark rock tunnel.

“Yeah, I can do it. If I can’t, I can plug my friend into it. She’s back on the ship and she really knows her way around shit like this.”

“Good.”

They moved in silence, the three of them. After about five minutes, the whole area shook and a few rocks fell from the ceiling. Jared felt his heart leap briefly, wondering if there was going to be a cave-in, but it held. They received a report from Veronica not much later: the battle had begun. “Good luck,” Emily said, and she sounded wistful. He didn’t blame her. He knew she wanted to be up there, fighting like a Valkyrie. Maybe she could have, probably Love could’ve handled this. But maybe Veronica had asked her to come down here and watch over Jared. It was possible, but other things were also possible.

Either way, he felt like crap about it.

They ran into trouble after about five minutes of moving through the caves and tunnels. Well, more like they caused trouble. Love was leading the way with her enhanced senses. She heard someone up ahead. They moved slowly and carefully, being as silent as possible, and Love peered cautiously around a corner.

She motioned for them to stay back, then stepped out, pistol raised. Jared heard three whispers of silenced gunshots, followed by three thuds and one brief scream. “Clear,” she said. “But there’s more ahead, so be careful.”

They continued on. The next few minutes passed quickly. Veronica updated them, saying they were in a bad spot and really needed that power down now. Emily told her to hold on, they should almost be there. They had a rough idea of the layout of the base, at least. They kept going and managed to stay hidden until they reached the underground portion of the colony that was no longer just rock but actually a developed area that came with walls and chairs and a ceiling. They killed another five personnel on the way there.

“Can you get us in?” Emily asked, standing guard while Jared checked over the door built into the end of the tunnel they’d been following.

“Yeah, hold on,” he murmured. It took about thirty seconds, but he got the door overridden and opened it up, stepping aside for Love, who’d opted to go first. She stepped into the room beyond and opened fire, putting down another pair of slavers who’d been standing guard. From there, it was a simple matter of tracking down the primary generator, which they’d placed underground in a reinforced room for safety’s sake.

“Kill it,” Emily said.

“On it,” Jared replied, hurrying over to the main console next to the big device. It took two minutes, but he hit the hard shutdown function and then scrambled the system so that it would at least take a few hours to fix. Though he doubted any slavers would be alive to fix it in a few hours. As soon as he was finished, Love left.

“I’m going to go raise hell and I do better alone,” she said.

“Have fun,” Emily replied.

As they began moving through the underground portion of the colony, intent on killing anyone who was left alive down here, Emily struck up a brief conversation. “So, you into Amazonians?” she asked casually.

“Yeah. Big time,” he replied. “You propositioning me?”

“Well, aren’t you brave?” she asked. “Most guys I show interest in wither. Yes, I’m propositioning you, Jared. I want to fuck you.”

“I’d love to fuck you when we’re done with this,” he replied.

“Definitely brave. I like that. Hope you aren’t just full of yourself...then again, if you were, Veronica and her friends wouldn’t even bother with you.”

“I can back it up, and I’m not arrogant,” he replied.

“Good. I intend to take you for a full ride,” Emily said.

Fuck, he wanted to have sex with her. He had only a vague idea of what she looked like, but she had a body, a curvaceous body from what he could tell, and that was with the armor on. He intended to find out in detail.

They spent another ten minutes moving through the area, locking down every room they swept to ensure no one would get behind them and to help keep track of where’d they been already, and sometimes they ran into Love’s handiwork.

When they were finished, they headed upstairs.

…

“Here it is!” Veronica shouted. Gunfire was everywhere and occasionally something exploded. These bastards were tenacious, definitely harder fighters than the other one’s they’d run into, though it sounded like their distractions worked and Jared and Emily and Love had gotten the drop on them downstairs.

It should have been perfect, it should have killed the anti-aircraft towers, both of them, but apparently they had their own damned generators. Well fine, they’d have to do this the hard way, because she wasn’t sure they’d be able to do this without some air support. No one had been seriously injured yet, but it was only a matter of time. She’d sent Lindsay and Saf off to go cause some trouble, and had ended up teaming up with the two xenians from Emily’s team, and Elena was supposed to be joining up with her soon.

“Okay, cover me!” one of the xenians, who called herself Lynx, shouted.

“On it!” Veronica replied.

The tower provided some natural cover, and there were enough structures around that they only had three entrances to deal with. Lynx disappeared into the door at the base of the tower. She was going to try and kill it, and she’d already gotten in touch with Emily, who still had Jared with her, though Love had gone off on her own. Emily and Jared were making their way to the second tower to try and take it out as well.

Veronica took one of the entrances, the one that faced towards the core of the colony and would probably be the most dangerous, and pointed the other xenian, she still hadn’t caught the woman’s name, off to the second most likely to be used. She didn’t have to wait very long for a group of assholes to show up.

And they rolled up in a goddamned ATV with a machine gun mounted on the back. Veronica cursed and fell back, blind-firing at them as she got behind cover. The good news was that the cover she was using would hold up, for now at least. The bad news was that they were going to keep her pinned while they flanked her. She peered out to see if she could get snap off a quick shot and nearly got her head blown off.

“Shit,” she whispered. This wouldn’t be a problem if they had air support, but even if things went perfectly, their ships wouldn’t be there in time. She needed to deal with this right now. Veronica grabbed her last fragmentation grenade. She’d used all the others in combat so far. Priming it, counting on her juiced-up reflexes and abilities, she waited three seconds and then stepped out. Snapping her arm forward, she tossed it straight for the ATV. It detonated right as it came up next to the man firing the gun.

The asshole disappeared in a flash and the ATV flipped over.

Okay, that was taken care of, but there were still more of these guys incoming. She felt a few rounds ricochet off her armor as she pulled back and something small around flew past her. “Oh crap,” she muttered as the grenade landed maybe three feet away. Without really thinking about it, she darted forward and kicked it as hard as she could. The grenade flew away into the air, detonating and sending her stumbling.

She fell on her ass, rolled over as she heard running footsteps and fired, emptying the assault rifle into a quartet of slavers who thought it was the perfect time to rush. As she heard more footfalls behind her, she rolled back over, getting up on one knee, and prepared to fire, but stopped herself at the last second as Lindsay came into view.

“God, Lindsay, warn me next time,” she said.

“Sorry, this is all a little hectic,” Lindsay replied. Her armor was covered in soot and blood. She came into the courtyard to join Veronica and the xenian.

“You hit?” Veronica asked.

“No, I’m fine. What about those AA towers?” Lindsay replied. “Cause we need air support.”

Veronica began to respond, but then Lynx emerged from the tower. “It’s done,” she reported, jogging over to join them.

“Thank God,” Veronica whispered. She turned on her radio. “Emily, how are we doing?”

“Hold on,” Emily replied. There was a sustained burst of gunfire, followed by a trio of shotgun blasts, then, “I’ll ask Jared.” There was a pause. “Okay, we’re good. The tower over here is down for the count.”

“Finally,” Veronica whispered. “Calling in air support now. You do the same.”

“On it,” Emily replied.

Veronica contacted Vix. “Vix, come on in, we need backup and the towers are down.”

“On the way,” she replied.

Veronica returned her attention to the others. Lynx, her friend, and Lindsay stood before her, battle-ready, guns in hand. “Come on,” she said, hefting her assault rifle and reloading it, “let’s finish this mess.”

They set off towards the core of the colony.

…

The main structure in the colony was the administrative building.

The Valkyrie and the Hellcat were here now while the Raptor was keeping its distance, securing the perimeter, just in case anyone else showed up or anyone tried to flee. Not that there was a good chance of that. Vix had just done a bombing run on the airfield, destroying the few vehicles that might be used as escape.

And now they were mounting their final assault.

Veronica had her assault rifle in hand. She’d just scavenged a fair amount of ammo from the dead and was ready for action. Love, Lindsay, and Saf were with her now, and she knew that Emily’s and Lucy’s teams were converging with her on the administrative building. She finished coming down an alleyway between two buildings and stopped short, staring into a big, open space beyond. Everything was covered in snow and ice.

Who the hell had thought this would be a good place for a colony?

“I’m in position,” she reported.

“Me too,” Emily replied.

“In position,” Lucy said.

“Then let’s get this party started.” Veronica primed another frag grenade she’d found and tossed it towards the front entrance of the building. As soon as it went off, Love ran out, crossing the distance between their current position and the entrance in a silver blur. Gunfire erupted from the first and second story windows, and Veronica, Lindsay, and Saf returned fire in a hail of bullets. Love hit the damaged door full speed, leaping through the air, and smashed right through it. She opened fire as she got into the room beyond.

“Go!” Veronica called, reloading and hosing the nearest windows down with more gunfire. Lindsay sprinted away, following in Love’s tracks and entering the building. She and Saf spent a moment putting down two more people firing from the windows, then Veronica sent Saf over. As soon as she was through, Veronica ran after them. They had to all get into the building and clear it out. This was the final push.

The last part of this miserable operation.

They worked their way through the ground floor, listening to reports from Vix and the Hellcat’s pilot, who were running intensive scans now and gunning down any of the slavers who weren’t in the main building. By the time the squads were up to the second story, Vix confirmed that the only living hostiles left in the whole area were in the building with them. It was just like old times, Veronica thought.

Working with other Amazonians, doing a sweep and clear on a structure. She’d taken down a lot of assholes in her day. Outlaws, pirates, mercenaries, slavers just like these, terrorists. Real bottom of the septic tank kind of dicks who’d given up their right to keep breathing as far as she was concerned. They’d done a lot of good work in those days, before they were cut loose for no fucking reason. And now she was back to it.

It wasn’t that her life had been all about her and her friends, all about the credits...but the balance between doing a good thing for society and doing a good thing for herself had certainly shifted. She’d done a lot for herself.

She didn’t regret it, exactly, because she fucking deserved to enjoy herself after all the shit she went through, but it felt good to be getting back to the truly good stuff.

They cleared the second story and came at last to the third floor, where the last vestiges of the slavers remained, including their leader.

They surrounded the room, then tossed in a flash grenade and kicked the doors in, gunning down everyone in sight. When the shooting was over, they quickly began to check over the area, seeing if they’d missed anyone. The final room had probably once been a boardroom, a meeting area for those running the colony, but it had been converted into a big office where the leader no doubt had set up shop to rule from.

Veronica heard a sound coming from the desk, marched over and gave the desk a good hard kick. There was a cry of surprise and pain, and a man tumbled out from beneath it. Based on the reports and files she’d been studying from the info they’d pulled from the raided locations, this was the leader. He looked uglier in real life. He was tall and thin, his head shaved on the sides. And fuck, he had one of those fucking hideous goatee and thin mustache combinations. And there was just something sweaty and greasy about him, something sick and awful.

“Who are you!?” he screamed at them. “Why are you doing this!?”

“This is all the explanation you deserve,” Veronica replied. She raised her pistol and shot him through the forehead.

And then, it was over.

It was done.

EPILOGUE

It was time to party.

Though, Jared noted as he moved through the Valkyrie, the partying was a lot more mellow, more subdued, than other times. It was probably because they were all tired, and because they were all thinking of ghosts. People they couldn’t save. They pulled every file they could from the database, and were preparing to hit more places and people. There were two other slaver gangs these jerks worked with and, on top of that, they kept files on who they sold to. There was still a lot of work to do, but the group was broken.

There was a lot of weed being passed around, and a lot of booze.

The first thing they’d done was to hook up all three ships, side by side, by way of airlocks. There were too many of them to fit on one ship, and they had things they wanted from their own ships and people they wanted to see, and it would take too long to keep ferrying back and forth between them, so this seemed like the best solution. The second thing they’d done was to prepare a giant fucking meal. An honest feast.

And they’d eaten like crazy, because they’d all been starving.

For about two hours after that, the food had settled and they’d all just hung out all over the three ships, talking to each other, catching up, unwinding, decompressing. It had been a stressful couple of weeks.

Right now, he was heading over to the Hellcat.

Emily had...requested his presence.

Okay, she’d sent him a message telling him to get his cute ass over to the ship because she was ready for a hard fucking. So...he couldn’t say no that, obviously. He’d updated his own crew on the situation and then headed for the airlocks. As he finished cycling through, he found Emily waiting for him. She looked amazing, wearing just a thin tanktop and pink jogging shorts. He was having a hard time getting over how fucking curvy she was, even for an Amazonian. He’d met a few in his time and they tended to be tall and lean.

Well, except for Veronica, she was pretty filled out.

“Hi,” she said. He could see her nipples plainly against the thin white fabric. She also had short, black hair and vivid blue eyes.

“Hi...” he replied.

She laughed and took his hand. “Come on, let’s go. I’m really wet.”

He let her lead him through the ship. He’d gotten to know her a little bit more in the time since the raid on the abandoned colony. He’d seen her spending time with Angel and had talked with the two of them for over an hour. They used to be on the same crew together, the Hellcats. They were good friends and had been for some time.

As they came into her room, she said, “Leave the door open.”

He did and regarded her with that same stunned gaze as she took off her shirt. Holy fucking shit her tits were huge. They might be the biggest ones he’d ever seen. They were simply amazing. “Wow,” he said.

She smirked. “I’ll tell you what I tell all the cute young boys I’m about to fuck for the first time: I promise not to break you.”

“Thanks,” he murmured as he took off his shirt and kicked off his boots. “You seem, um...curvier than the other Amazonians I’ve met.”

“I am,” she replied, turning around and pulling her shorts down. She wasn’t wearing panties. She had a spectacularly huge, pale ass. She had that strange curvy-but-fit thing going on. “I had some work done several years ago. Turns out I didn’t really need it, but hey, I like the way it looks, and so does everyone else apparently, so I figured ‘why not keep it?’”

“You look amazing,” he replied. And her thighs were very thick, her hips tremendously broad. He felt intimidated as hell by her.

But he wasn’t going to let that stop him.

She turned around as he finished taking off his own clothes and he saw the smooth, taut pink slit between her legs.

He was going to fuck her brains out.

“I don’t much care for foreplay, I’m an impatient lover,” she admitted as she climbed onto the bed. “You okay with that?”

“Yeah, I’m cool with that,” he replied.

She laughed and spread her legs. He got down in between them, staring at her stunning, huge, pale body. “Good. Fuck me.”

He answered her demand with action, placing his already fully erect cock at the entrance to her pussy. He could feel the heat coming off of her like an oven and when he pushed it in, he found that she was wet as fuck. Jared slipped in smoothly, finding the tightness of her pussy simply stunning. Both of them moaned as he penetrated her.

“This is exactly what I needed...” she moaned as he pushed his way fully into her. “Now fuck me hard. Don’ t hold back.”

“You got it,” he replied, and started pounding her right away, slamming his cock forcefully into her, taking this seven foot, dark-haired Amazonian at her word. She moaned loudly as he fucked her brains out and the pleasure that crackled along his cock and into his body from her tight, wet, perfect pussy was out of this world.

Not only was this sex with another Amazonian, but it was sex with a hot, badass warrior woman who probably had close to twenty years on him, and it was a brand new sexual partner. Those sex sessions tended to be truly exciting and spectacular. Well, for the most part. Probably the best sex sessions were maybe the third or fourth time, when you had kind of got a feel for each other, but the experience was still exciting and fun and new.

And his face was right in front of her huge tits that were looking spectacular, bouncing in rhythm with their sex. And her voice. Emily had a really sexy voice that was only enhanced when she was crying out in pleasure, moaning loudly.

“Oh that’s fucking it, Jared,” she gasped. “Keep fucking that pussy...”

He reached out, groping her huge tits as he enjoyed her fantastic sex. They were unreal in their size and firmness.

“I’m gonna come,” she moaned. “Keep going...keep-keep go-oh yes!” she shrieked, and then he could feel her coming.

Damn, she came easy.

And apparently so did he, because then he was fucking blasting off inside of her. He cried her name as he started spraying his seed into her pussy, his cock contracting and kicking and spitting in a furious storm of passionate, intense pleasure. She bucked her huge hips and nearly threw him off, but he managed to stay on and inside of her, and kept going and going and going as he orgasmed, his hips thrusting furiously, until he was empty. And then they were both quiet, save for the deep breaths. Emily shifted a little.

“Off,” she said.

“You got it,” he replied, pulling out of her and getting off of her. She sat up as he did, then stood and stretched, popping several joints.

“That was really hot.”

They both looked over and saw both Love and the quine woman, what had been her name? Elena. Yes, Elena. They were standing in the doorway. Apparently they’d been watching the whole display. Probably what Emily had wanted.

“Thanks,” Emily replied. “You wanna join me in a shower?”

“I’d love to,” Elena said, coming into the room.

“Sure,” Love replied.

He followed the three women into the bathroom and found a huge shower waiting for them. Well, it made sense that Emily would have such a thing. Once the water was on, they all came into the steamy, enclosed space.

Jared studied the two women.

Love, (apparently her full name that she’d given herself was Lovebot Two Point Oh, as a joke, but everyone called her Love), was basically a sexbot without any fake skin on. She had a curvaceous silver body and holy fuck was she hot. Jared had had sex with sexbots a few times, but they seemed so human that he hadn’t really been able to tell the difference, beyond the fact that it felt really, really fucking good.

But he’d always wanted to have sex with a more robotic looking woman, there was something strangely appealing and erotic about the idea.

And Elena…

He hadn’t know very many quine before, and this was his first time seeing a quine woman nude. He knew some about the race. They were aquatic, meant to live underwater their whole lives, but he knew that there were some who had a few surgeries done and moved permanently to the surface. They had gray skin that always seemed to shimmer and gill-slits above their collarbones. They also had big, luminous black eyes and bald heads. He knew that there were a lot of humans who were turned off by quine, but he’d always been drawn to them. There was a kind of elegant, ethereal beauty to them, and Elena was no exception.

She had a tall build that tended more towards the thick side, her thigh muscles well-developed, her breasts beautiful, topped by dark gray nipples, and of a pretty good size, maybe doubleds. And it felt pretty weird to be just...naked, in a shower with her, after having fucked her friend, and there was also a sexbot there, too.

Then again, that was his life.

He wouldn’t trade it for anything.

“Hi,” she said, when she saw him checking her out.

He shifted awkwardly. “Um, hi,” he replied. “Sorry if I was, uh, staring.”

She laughed. “It’s okay. It’s kind of a given, I think, that when I’m naked, people are going to stare, either subtly or obviously. You fought really well out there.”

“Thanks, so did you. You are an excellent shot,” he replied.

“Thank you, Jared. I appreciate that...I was wondering if I might borrow you. Seeing you fucking Emily kind of got me going, and it’s been awhile since I’ve had sex with a human,” she said.

“Yeah, like, two whole days,” Emily replied, spraying her pussy with a detached showerhead.

Elena sighed. “Okay, fine, whatever. I mean besides the resident boytoy.”

“I’d be thrilled to, Elena,” he replied.

“Can I join?” Love asked. “I’m fucking horny.”

“That would be awesome,” Jared said. “If Elena’s okay with it.”

“Oh yes, I’m okay with it,” Elena replied. “Love and I are close friends.”

“I’ve noticed that most of you ladies are very close friends,” Jared replied.

“There’s a good reason for that,” Emily replied, and they looked over at her. She was soaping down her long arms. “It’s trust. The kind of trust that comes from like-minded individuals, from fighting and bleeding together, and from being very, very intimate together. When you get that kind of combination, it proves to form an extremely trusting and loving relationship. We all trust each other with our lives, we have trusted each other with our lives. And that goes for you, too. I trusted you with my life today, and you did the same for me, and others.”

“That’s true,” he murmured.

“Also, we don’t bullshit around,” Love added.

“Oh?” Emily asked. “There tends to be a lot of bullshit in my experience.”

Love laughed. “You know I mean. There’s no games. There’s no lies. No deception. We tell each other what we want and don’t want to our faces. If I want to have sex with you, I’ll tell you. If I don’t, I’ll tell you that, too. And right now,” Love said, turning and looking Jared in the eye. “Right now, I want to have sex with you and Elena.”

“Yep,” Elena agreed.

“Well, I’m ready for it,” Jared replied.

“Good. Let’s go. My room,” Love said.

“Have fun,” Emily said. “I’m going to go fuck around with someone else.”

“Who?” Elena asked.

Emily shrugged. “Dunno yet.”

Jared followed the two women out of the shower. They dried off, though he was the one who had to do the most of it, as Elena was a quine and Love had metallic skin. Or was it plastic? He was never sure about that. Well, he was going to find out what it felt like, at least. He felt that same excitement course through him as he followed both of the women out of Emily’s room and towards Love’s. Today was a very interesting day.

He was going to have sex with three women he had never been with before. Maybe even more. It was possible.

Love’s room was messy, he saw, which was strange, given that she was a robot. Or was it? He supposed he didn’t know how robots lived, especially ones that did so independently. He knew there existed robots with free will that lived on their own, though it seemed rare to him. In fact, he was very curious as to how Love had come to be. He only had a vague notion of her history. He’d have to ask her about it later.

“Well then, are we ready?” Love asked, and as he closed the door and looked at her again, he realized that she had become naked.

It was strange, because he thought that she was already naked, and he supposed technically she was, the only difference was that now she looked naked. She had nipples now and he could see her vagina in between her thick silvery thighs.

“I’m ready,” he replied. And he was. He was already stiffening in excitement, already naked, already washed off.

“Yep,” Elena replied, moving over to the bed.

“Do you know how sex with a sexbot works, Jared?” Love asked.

“Remind me,” he replied. It had been awhile.

She smiled. “I have a variety of sensors in my body that continually scans how much pleasure you are getting out of what I’m doing for you, and it, in turn, translates this data into pleasure for me. Basically, the better you feel, the better I feel.”

“Cool,” he replied.

“Yeah. Now get on the bed, next to Elena, and we can get this started.”

He got onto the bed next to Elena. She felt warm and soft. Love joined them and began to kiss him, resting her body against his. She was also incredibly warm and soft and smooth. Not hard or cold at all, like her silver skin seemed to suggest. Probably one of the reasons the manufacturers made the sexbots look more human. But he was glad to have her kissing him. Her lips were large and soft and hot, and as she slipped her dexterous tongue into his mouth, he tasted sweet things: honey, sugar, strawberries.

“God, you taste good,” he whispered in between kisses.

She smiled. “I know.”

After a bit longer of making out, she moved over to Elena, and he watched intently as the two women began to kiss passionately. There was a familiarity to them, to the way they interacted with each other. Elena slid her gray hands down Love’s back and cupped her enormous ass. Damn, Love had a fat ass. The two women continued kissing, twisting tongues and stopping and then kissing again, staring happily into each other’s eyes.

Soon, Love stopped kissing them and then had them lay beside each other flat on their backs. She laid down in between Elena’s gray, thick thighs and stuck her tongue out, then leaned in, touching her tongue to the quine’s clit. Elena let out a low moan and relaxed fully. Her hand fell onto Jared’s and she took his hand in hers, lacing their fingers. He squeezed gently and she squeezed back. He watched, his erection now full, as Love ate Elena out, her movements slow, deliberate, and utterly professional looking, like he was watching a porn.

“Oh, Love, that’s so good...” Elena whispered. Love was moaning now, he imagined she knew just how good it really was.

Sexbots were really interesting in how they were designed, Jared thought.

She ate Elena out for about a minute, licking her clit rapidly and skillfully, eliciting several cries of pure pleasure from her, then switched over to Jared.

“Your turn,” she murmured, settling between his legs.

When she got to work, he immediately remembered what it was like to be serviced by a sexbot, and wondered why he hadn’t gone to see more during his year when he was hiding from the galaxy. Love licked all up and down his dick, giving special attention to its head, dragging her hot, wet tongue across it, then slipped the whole thing into her mouth and started bobbing her head with a machine precision, sucking as she did.

“Oh fuck,” he moaned.

Love was moaning, too.

She must be really enjoying herself because he sure as hell was. She kept bobbing her head perfectly, pleasuring him with that amazing, hot, wet, and powerful mouth of hers, until she brought him to the edge of orgasm, then stopped short. It was frustrating, but he also understood why she’d done it. It was time for the next part.

“How should we do this?” Elena asked.

“Well, you two should use me like a fuck toy, it’ll be best for all of us,” she replied. “So how about...how about you two just fuck first, to enjoy each other, and then I’ll get involved. Does that sound good?”

“That sounds awesome,” Jared replied.

When Elena nodded and spread her legs, he quickly got on top of her and then slipped right into her. She was extremely wet and his cock was slicked up from Love’s oral. And wow...it felt weird, and different, and good.

“Oh wow,” he whispered as he pushed into her. There was a slickness to her pussy that was unlike anything he’d ever felt.

“You like that?” she murmured.

“Uh-huh,” he groaned, and kissed her, groping one of her big, firm, gray breasts. “I’ve never had sex with a quine before.”

“Ooh, you’re gonna have fun,” she replied, grinning at him, and they resumed kissing as they made love. She wrapped her long, athletic legs around him and pulled him into her, deep and hard, each time he thrusted forward, burying his cock in her over and over again. “Oh yes! Fucking give me that human cock!” she screamed.

He grunted, getting a bit rougher with her. She seemed to want that. He kept going, pounding her alien pussy, loving the feel of it, the smoothness of it, and the wet heat of her. After a bit he had to stop himself or he was going to come inside of her. Not that she would probably mind that. But Love still wanted a turn.

“Okay Love, get in here,” he said, getting up and pulling out of her.

“Hurry, I keep getting cut off from orgasm,” Elena complained.

“It’ll be worth it,” Love promised as she got onto her hands and knees, presenting him with her huge silver ass. Damn she looked good. As she began to eat out Elena again, Jared quickly and eagerly got onto his knees behind her, settling his hands on her thick, artificial ass and sliding his cock into her pussy.

Either his memory was fading, or Love had a better pussy than the other sexbots he’d slept with, because holy fuck it felt good.

“Oh, Love...” he moaned loudly, gripping her thick, fit ass more firmly. The sound of skin slapping artificial skin filled the air as he pounded her pussy from behind. She felt amazing. Elena was moaning loudly.

“Keep going...a little longer...”

Both of them started crying out in pleasure as Elena began to orgasm. Jared figured it was time to stop holding on and let go, enjoying his own climax, shooting his load into Love’s perfectly crafted pussy.

Love began crying out even louder and he felt her whole body vibrating subtly. She must be having a hell of a time, possibly even overloaded with pleasure from the double orgasm. Powerful, intense bliss rolled through him as he filled Love up with his seed, pumping her pussy full of it, emptying himself of it.

When it was over, he pulled carefully out of her and fell onto the bed, gasping for breath. “Damn,” he whispered. “That was something.”

“Mmm-hmm,” Love murmured in reply.

“Yep,” Elena agreed. For a little bit, the three of them simply laid there. After a bit, Jared finally sat up.

“Well...I should probably shower and then go see my crew,” he said.

“Don’t be a stranger,” Love replied, running a hand across his thigh.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he said, causing her to laugh. As he started to get up, he suddenly got a message through his Link.

VERONICA: Hey Jared, can I borrow you? Need you for something sexy.

Jared tried not to sigh. This was a good problem to have, but...he was tired. He was just going to have to get some of his pills.

It was going to be a long night.

…

Veronica wanted to see him, and Jared thought he had a good idea why.

As it turned out, he was only one fourth right.

He cycled through the airlocks and began following her instructions to meet her up in her quarters, but when he came into the dorms hallway, he found two Amazonian women that he hadn’t had much time to interact with, carrying a bed. What were their names? Lucy, he remembered her. But the other one had kind of a weird name, though he remembered it being sexy...something with an I…

“Hold it steady, Ilyse,” Lucy complained.

“Yeah, yeah,” Ilyse replied.

So that was it. He followed after them when he realized that they were apparently heading the same way he was. Ilyse noticed that he was following her, glanced back at him and smiled. It was a specific kind of smile.

He returned the smile.

Jared followed them up the stairs and into Veronica’s room, where he found her and the final Amazonian in their group, Emily. They were clearing a space and he realized, all at once, that they were putting beds together. They already had an extra one up there, and the one they were carrying made three.

“This should be perfect,” Veronica said. She looked over. “Jared! Perfect. I have a job for you,” she said.

“And what exactly would that be?” he asked.

As Veronica approached him, Ilyse and Lucy finished settling the third bed into place, beside Veronica’s bed, which now sat at the center between the others. Once it was in place, Emily began attaching all of them to each other with bungee cord.

She had that predatory grin.

“I want to have a fivesome with you and my girlfriends here,” she replied.

“Are you sure I won’t die doing this?” he replied.

“Don’t worry, Jared, you’ll be fine,” Emily said.

“Yes, you’ll be fine,” Veronica agreed. “Trust me, this will totally be worth your while. We’ll make you come a lot.”

“I honestly can’t say no to that,” he replied.

Lucy laughed. “He is brave,” she said. “I think most guys would be intimidated by the four of us,” she added.

“I’m very intimidated,” Jared replied, looking at each of them. It was true: he was intimidated, more so than he had been with Veronica or Emily. He’d gotten used to seeing one Amazonian, but four of them in the same room? All of them around seven feet tall, towering over him, very fit, older than him…

He was actually kind of afraid.

But he wasn’t going to let that stop him. This was going to be one of those situations that became a legendary story you could tell for decades afterwards.

‘I once fucked four Amazonians in one go.’

He was glad that he’d taken a few of those pills. He was going to need the extra stamina and endurance.

This was going to be insane.

“So...how are we going to do this, exactly?” he asked. “I have enough trouble coordinating myself in a threesome, let alone a fucking fivesome.”

“Well...how about you get started by playing with Lucy?” Emily suggested. “She seems like she could use the attention.”

“Fuck yourself, bitch,” Lucy replied as she took off her shirt.

“Don’t need to,” Emily said.

Lucy rolled her eyes and pulled down the shorts she’d been wearing, then, now nude, climbed onto the bed and turned to stare at Jared. “Come on, handsome,” she said. “I don’t bite...unless, you know, you’re into that.”

“No, I’m pretty vanilla,” he replied.

“Nothing wrong with the basics.”

He quickly stripped down, (he’d just put on boxers and a t-shirt after the shower in Love’s quarters), and got onto the three beds with her. He studied her as he came closer. Lucy was tall and slender, her body made of trim muscle, more like a runner’s body. She had short, bright blonde hair, beautiful, brown eyes that sparkled with an intense intelligence, and a pale, lean, slightly angular face. She was smiling at him.

“Don’t be shy,” she said quietly as he got next to her. She pushed him gently onto his back and laid against him, then ran her hand down his chest to his cock. As she leaned in and began to kiss him gently, she started to massage his dick. Her hand was warm, her grasp firm and sure. She certainly seemed to know her way around it as she rubbed her thumb gently against the head of his dick, sending sparks of pleasure through him.

“That’s it,” she whispered, breaking the kiss briefly, then leaning in and pressing her warm, soft, wet lips to his again.

She slipped her tongue smoothly into his mouth and soon was twisting and twining it with his own. As they continued making out, Lucy let go of his cock and motioned for someone to come closer. He saw Ilyse appear. Ilyse had a similar build to Lucy: trim and lean. She had chestnut brown hair, vivid green eyes, and a wicked scar down one side of her face that was pretty hot. She got down between his legs and licked up the bottom of his cock, then slipped it into her mouth. He moaned and reached out then, settling a hand across one of Lucy’s high, firm breasts, groping and massaging it gently as they made out and he got sucked off.

After a little bit, Lucy gently pushed Ilyse away. “You’ll get your turn,” Lucy said as she mounted him when Ilyse began to complain.

“Fine, just don’t take too long,” she replied.

“Here, Ilyse, I’ll keep you company,” Emily said.

Jared groaned as Lucy took his slicked-up, rock hard cock smoothly into her vagina. Her voice joined his in sexual unity. He saw Emily climb onto the bed, her enormous pale breasts hanging between her arms as she crawled towards Ilyse and began to kiss her passionately. Veronica joined them all as well and came up next to Jared and Lucy as Lucy began to ride his cock. She had such a fantastic body and as he looked up at her as she rode him, fucking herself with his dick, moaning in pleasure, he thought she looked like a sex angel.

He watched, reaching out and grabbing her firm hips, as Veronica began licking across one of her nipples, causing Lucy to moan louder. Holy shit, this was hot. Jared thrust up into her. “Oh yes! Fuck me!” she screamed and he continued pushing up into her, fucking her pussy as she rode him. Lucy brought Veronica’s face to hers and the two began passionately making out. A cry of pleasure came from his right and he looked over to see Emily on her back, her long legs spread, Ilyse between those tremendous thighs of her, eating her out.

“Oh, Ilyse!” she moaned, running her fingers through her hair.

He wanted to make Lucy come, because he wanted to fuck each of these four women, and he knew she was going to make him come. He thought he had more than one orgasm in him...but not much more than one.

So he reached down and began to rub her clit. She cried out and began furiously grinding against him, stirring his cock around inside of her as he rubbed her clit, and within about twenty seconds he had gotten her off.

“Oh, yes Jared!” Lucy screamed as she began to come. The blonde Amazonian jerked and trembled as she orgasmed, her vaginal muscles clenching violently around his dick as she released her hot sex juices.

As soon as he got her off, she got off of him and Veronica took her place, grinning at him as she slipped his cock into her wet pussy.

“I’ve missed you,” she said, grabbing his hands and putting them on her huge tits.

He groaned and squeezed them. “Missed you too, Veronica,” he replied, then exhaled harshly as she began to ride him, sliding her perfect pussy up and down the rigid length of his cock.

“Enjoying yourself?” she asked.

“Uh-huh,” he managed.

“Good...come in me. I’m going to ride you until you come in me, Jared. You have no choice in this matter.”

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, groping her huge tits. He suddenly wanted to come in her really badly. Letting go of her breasts, he grabbed her hips, had her hold herself still just the right height above him so that he could thrust up into her and fuck her pussy nice and smooth. This time he let the pleasure come, flowing over and through him, pushing him towards the edge of climax, and he didn’t push back against it.

Veronica was chewing on her lower lip now, a nude sex goddess above him, and was rubbing her clit. She wanted them to come at the same time. It worked out about perfect. Within seconds of her orgasm, he was pushed into his own as the extra heat and wetness and constriction of her muscles sent a burst of bliss through him and then he was crying out along with her, pumping her Amazonian pussy full of his seed.

They both came together, grinding and writhing and moaning, and soon they were finished. He had emptied himself temporarily, filling her with his seed. When it was over, she got off of him and laid down heavily, making the beds shake.

“Don’t keep me waiting, Jared,” Emily said.

He looked over and saw that both her and Ilyse were watching him intently now. He considered how he wanted to do this for a moment, then smiled. He had an idea, it was something he’d wanted to do with two Amazonian women for awhile.

“Both of you, hands and knees, side by side,” he said.

“Oh, yes sir,” Ilyse replied with a smirk.

They both did as he told them, getting onto their hands and knees and presenting him with their hot, pale asses. Emily’s was huge, thick, and round, where Ilyse’s was slim and tighter, but still of a pretty decent size given her stature. Because he’d already had sex with Emily first, and Ilyse seemed to be getting impatient, and he didn’t want her to think he was avoiding her or anything, (she was genuinely beautiful), he started out with her.

Settling into place behind her, Jared stuck his slicked-up cock into her hot pink pussy. She moaned as he pushed his way into her.

“Fuck, Ilyse...” he moaned.

“I’ve been waiting for this,” she groaned in reply. “You are really cute.”

He settled his grasp on her hips and settled into a steady rhythm of fucking her, sliding in and out of her amazing vagina.

“You are so beautiful, Ilyse,” he gasped, pulling her against him.

He kept it going for about another minute or so before Emily started complaining. So he pulled out of her, scooted over and quickly slid into Emily’s pussy.

“Oh, yes. Fuck me,” she moaned, pushing her huge ass against him. He slapped it, leaving a red mark on her pale skin, and she cried out.

He switched back to Ilyse after pounding Emily’s pussy for another minute or so, and then spent the next several minutes switching back and forth between the two women, trying to satisfy them. He managed to get Emily off without too much trouble. When she was finished, she fell forward and he moved back over to Ilyse.

He was definitely going to need a long, hot shower after this.

As he set to work on Ilyse, wanting to get her off before blowing his load inside of her, he looked over and saw that Veronica and Lucy were laying together, both of them on their side, spooning, watching him and Ilyse intently.

He reached forward and under Ilyse, found her clit and began to stimulate it as he continued fucking her. She screamed in pleasure. Jared kept going until he made her come and he almost, almost started coming inside of her, but something made him hold onto it for a bit longer. And he was very glad that he did.

When she finished coming, falling partway forward, she said, “Put it in my ass.”

“Gladly,” he replied, pulling out of her pussy and then carefully starting to work his way into her ass. She moaned, her voice a little hoarse now from all the shouting and crying out. Holy fuck her ass was amazingly tight.

He didn’t last very long.

Her ass just felt too good, and he was fucking that ass of hers smoothly, the whole thing filling him with bliss, and then he was coming.

He was coming up Ilyse’s tight ass.

Jared cried out, hunching forward, hips jerking automatically as he sprayed his seed into her. When he was finished, finally totally drained, he pulled out of her and fell back onto the beds. “Holy fucking fuck,” he managed, gasping for breath now, covered in sweat and sex juices. Yeah, definitely a long, hot shower.

“Well Jared,” Veronica said, “you did it. You fucked four Amazonians in one go. How do you feel?” she asked.

“Tired,” he replied. “I don’t know if I can even make it to the shower.”

“We’ll help you,” Veronica replied. “Then you can sleep.”

“Thank you,” he said, and, with their help, he headed for the shower.

…

Vix looked up as Jared came into their room. “Hey you,” she said brightly, smiling at him and setting aside the tablet she’d been reading from. “How are you doing?”

“Tired,” he replied as he climbed into bed with her. She laid up against him and he wrapped an arm around her. It had been close to a full day since his fivesome with all the Amazonian women onboard. After the shower, Veronica had literally carried him to his and Vix’s quarters, and deposited him on the bed next to her. He remembered talking to her briefly about what he’d been up to, and then he must have passed out.

He’d slept for thirteen hours.

When he had woke, Vix was just returning to check on him and he woke up horny as hell. Luckily, she didn’t mind helping him out with that and they’d ended up fucking twice, once in the bed and then again in the lengthy shower they’d taken. From there, the day had been long and languorous. Everyone was feeling pretty chill and mellow after the hectic battles that had been going on, and then the frenzied sex-fueled night that had followed it. There was a lot of weed smoking, a lot of eating, and some occasional slow, sensuous bouts of lovemaking. Jared had spent the past ten hours wandering between the ships, catching up with everyone, getting to know the people that he found himself sleeping with.

Eventually, he’d decided he wanted to just relax in his room for a bit.

“What brought you here?” he asked.

“Too many people,” Vix replied. “As happy and comfortable as I am here, I’m still pretty much an introvert at heart. I needed some downtime.”

“Understandable, that’s why I came here,” he said.

They laid together for a bit longer, simply enjoying each other’s company, and Jared was actually beginning to drift off when there was a knock at the door.

“Come in!” Vix called.

The door opened to admit Saf and Lindsay.

“Hey you two,” Lindsay said as they came in, “we need to talk.”

“That sounds ominous,” Jared said.

Lindsay snorted. “It’s a good talk,” she said. “I mean, I think so. Depending on-”

“It’ll be a good talk,” Saf said.

“I’m listening,” Vix replied.

The two women came and sat down on the bed with them. Saf tucked her feet beneath her and Lindsay laid on her stomach, propping her head up with her hands.

“We got to talking,” Saf said, “and, basically, what we were talking about was the nature of our relationships. Lindsay was talking about how much she likes you, and I got to talking about how much I like Jared. And we decided maybe we should all talk about where we stand with each other. I know we like having it casual, and I’m not saying that this is what’s happening here, but I think that it pays to say some things out loud sometimes, so that everyone’s on the right page, because sometimes people can get...confused, about what’s where.”

“That...makes sense,” Vix said after a moment’s thought.

Jared nodded. “Yeah...uh, who should go first?”

“Maybe you should,” Lindsay replied.

“Okay...so what, I just say where I think I stand with each of you?”

“Yeah,” Saf said. “Keep it simple.”

“Well, uh, Vix...I really, really like you,” he said, reaching out and taking her hand. She grinned at him. “I know we’ve never really talked about it, but I think of us as in a relationship.”

“Boyfriend and girlfriend?” she asked. He nodded. “I like that...and I agree.”

He smiled, feeling relief. He didn’t think there’d be a problem, but stuff like this was always a bit like rolling some dice. “Good. Lindsay...I feel like we’re really good friends and we have a lot of fun having sex.”

Lindsay laughed happily. “Yeah, that sounds about right.”

“Saf...I’m not entirely sure where we stand, or how to articulate it, but basically I feel like we’re somewhere in the middle. More than fuck friends, though less than boyfriend and girlfriend. Does that sound right?”

“Yes, that sounds just right,” Saf replied.

They continued on in the same fashion for a bit longer and managed to figure a few things out. Lindsay said that she really, really, really liked Vix, and connected with her a lot, and Vix pretty much felt the same way. And Saf confirmed that she was happy with them all, but she felt a particularly strong connection with Jared.

And so it was decided: Jared and Vix were in a full relationship, while Vix and Lindsay would be close lovers on the side, as would Jared and Saf.

On the surface, Jared thought that nothing had actually changed. Saf was right though, and not just for the obvious reasons of wanting to prevent problems: talking about it out loud, acknowledging and sorting it all out, felt...right. It felt that they had somehow progressed, somehow deepened their relationships.

It felt good.

When they stopped talking and sat companionably together in his and Vix’s bed, there was a silence that lasted about a minute.

And then Lindsay shifted and sat up. “So...wanna seal the deal?” she asked.

“What do you mean by that specifically?” Jared asked.

She snorted and rolled her eyes. “Come on, foursome, obviously.”

“Yeah, I could do that,” Vix said.

“I’m down,” Jared said.

“Same,” Saf replied.

“Well...let’s do it then,” Lindsay said, sitting up and taking off her shirt.

“Wait,” Jared said. “This bed isn’t really big enough.”

“Where should we do it then?” Saf asked.

“I think I have an idea.”

…

They had lucked out: Veronica wasn’t using her room, and didn’t mind loaning it out.

“Holy shit,” Lindsay said as they came into her room. “Three beds?”

“Yep,” Jared replied.

“Why?”

“The Amazonian girls wanted to have a fivesome with me.”

“Holy fuck,” Saf said. “And you survived intact?”

“Yep.”

“I’m impressed.”

They all took off their clothes and got into the huge bed together. Jared studied each of them in turn. He’d gotten very familiar with these women, with their naked bodies, with all their little marks and uniqueness. Vix had a small implant behind her right ear that most people didn’t notice or know about. When he’d found it and asked about it, she’d told him that it helped fix a chemical imbalance that caused depression and anxiety. She’d explained that the imbalance was unique and couldn’t be dealt with via medication.

Saf had a scar on her inner right thigh in the shape of a star and she explained that she’d been hit with shrapnel just a few missions into her career as a mercenary, and she kept the scar as a reminder not to be reckless.

Lindsay, on the bottom of her right foot, had a patch of fur that was orange. It clashed very obviously with her blue fur, and she’d been a little embarrassed when he’d noticed it. She said she didn’t show it to anyone but those she trusted. She’d explained it was a simple genetic flaw that caused the fur to grow in orange there, and she used to dye it, but finally she just gave up, since no one could really see it.

The four of them came together on the beds. Saf pushed Jared onto his back and began making out with him as he let his hands roam over her long, smooth, warm body. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Lindsay and Vix passionately kissing, hugging fiercely. He tasted Saf as he ran his hands over her thick blue ass, feeling her rub her body against him, relishing the skin on skin contact. He loved how smooth her skin was.

They continued kissing until they decided it was time to switch partners, and he then found himself twining tongues with Lindsay, groping her huge tits. He felt a little embarrassed at how obsessed with her tits he was, with how stupid he got over them, but she’d told him more than once than almost everyone reacted to her in that way when her shirt came off. They continued kissing and twining tongues until he found himself kissing Vix now. She ended up on top of him, kissing him deeply, smiling into the kiss.

He could just see Saf and Lindsay making out too.

Fuck, they looked so good together. Blue on blue.

When the kissing was over, the next level of foreplay began.

Jared ended up on his back with Saf licking up and down the length of his cock. Lindsay was laying down beneath Saf, who had basically settled over her face as she pleasured him, and now Lindsay was eating her out. And then Vix got on top of him, straddling his face, and he stuck his tongue up and touched it to her clit, licking it slowly and powerfully, causing her to cry out in intense pleasure. He groaned as he felt intense pleasure begin to burn through him as Saf took his cock into her mouth and started sliding her lips up and down it, paying particular attention to the head. And the way her tongue flicked across it was just amazing.

He kept eating out Vix as much as he could, licking her clit slowly at first, then getting more rapid, making her yell in pleasure, and then he had to make Saf stop because otherwise he was going to come inside of her mouth, and he wasn’t ready for that yet. They all got up and Lindsay ended up wanting to claim Jared first. She pushed him onto his back, getting on top of him and taking his cock smoothly into her cyvit pussy.

He felt a sound of intense pleasure escape him as he grabbed her hips and thrust up into her. He started fucking up into her pussy, making her huge tits bounce wonderfully. She screamed in pleasure, her hands on his shoulders as he they fucked. Glancing over, he saw that Saf and Vix were now laying on their backs, fitting their crotches together and rubbing their pussies against each other. Jared had always thought that was an insanely hot sight. And they really seemed to enjoy it. Both of them were moaning intensely.

Jared reached up and grabbed Lindsay’s huge tits, groping and massaging them, and then he suddenly wrapped her in a hug and pulled her down against him. As soon as she was against him, he flipped her over, so that she was on her back, he on top of her. She spread her legs out wide and cried out as he started pounding her, fucking the hell out of her amazing pussy. “Yes!” she moaned. “Yes! Yes! That’s it! Keep...going...ohfuckyes!”

She was coming.

He could feel her coming against his cock, orgasming intensely, her vaginal muscles constricting around him, and a hot spray of feminine sex juices escaped her. He kept fucking her orgasming pussy until she was finished and fell limply against the bed, breathing harshly. As soon as she was finished, he pulled out of her and moved over to the other two. They kept going at it for a bit longer, and then came apart.

“Come on, Jared, fuck me,” Saf said, on her back, her eyes wide, breath coming heavy. He all but threw himself on her, slipping into her and kissing her deeply as he began to fuck her. Vix and Lindsay began kissing, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies. Jared focused on Saf, propping himself up on his hands, staring down at her fit blue body, her beautiful face, her bouncing breasts as he pounded her, then down at his cock disappearing into her alien pussy over and over again. He laid down against her after a bit and she wrapped her legs around him, then slipped a hand over his neck and pulled him down, pressing her lips against his.

He definitely felt a deep connection to Saf. Not as much as Vix, but it was definitely there. They continued making love, filling each other with pleasure, staring into each other’s eyes as Saf thrusted upwards with her hips against him each time he pushed into her. After a little bit, he sat up, reached down between them and began to rub her clit with his thumb.

“Oh, Jared! Yes! Oh fuck, that’s so good!” she cried.

He continued fucking her and stimulating her until she enjoyed an orgasm as well. It was extremely difficult, but he managed not to orgasm along with her. He wanted to come inside of Vix. As soon as she was finished with her orgasm, Jared kissed her deeply, then pulled out of her and moved over to Vix, who apparently had read his mind, because she was waiting for him on her back with her legs open, smiling her beautiful smile at him.

As he settled in to have sex with her, Saf and Lindsay got on either side of her and began to lick her small, firm breasts, giving her pink nipples a lot of attention and causing her to cry out in pleasure as, at the same time, Jared sank his cock into her incredibly tight pussy. He slid smoothly in and out of her, wanting to pleasure her, wanting to connect with her, to make her feel happy and good and comfortable.

After a little bit, the girls gave him some room and he laid down top of her. When they kissed, it was almost like there was an electric pop between them. They both moaned and continued making out, twisting their tongues together as they made love.

This time, when Vix came, so did he.

Both of them cried out in intense pleasure, breaking the kiss, as they started to orgasm at almost the same time. Pleasure exploded inside of him and he could feel his entire body reacting. He pumped her climaxing vagina with seed as she jetted out a hot spray of sex juices, both of them trembling and yelling and twitching with pleasure.

Slowly, the orgasms faded away and left them both sweaty and panting, tangled up in each other, Saf to one side, Lindsay to the other.

“I’d say that’s pretty sealed,” Lindsay said.

Saf nodded. “Definitely.”

“Although...” Vix said.

“Although?” Jared asked.

“Maybe not. Maybe we need another round.”

“Or two,” Lindsay said.

“We’ve got all night,” Saf agreed, then leaned in and began to kiss Vix.

…

As it turned out, it wasn’t just a long night, it was a long two days.

The party actually went on for an additional two days after that first night. And wow had Jared seen and done a lot.

Right now, he was coming awake. He was lying on his back and there was a warmth and a weight on him. As he came more fully awake, Jared realized that Vix was laying against him, curling her petite, hot body against his side. He’d wrapped an arm around her in his sleep apparently. Several thoughts jostled in his mind, but what had his attention was the conversation he’d had with three women last night.

Vix, Saf, and Lindsay.

They’d all decided it was high time to talk about something: their relationships. Basically, this was what they had decided: Jared and Vix were officially boyfriend and girlfriend, and Jared and Saf were going to be intimate lovers on the side, while Vix and Lindsay would also be intimate lovers on the side.

Functionally, Jared wasn’t sure how much would change, but that wasn’t really the important part. What was important was that they’d had a clear conversation about it and instead of assuming this and that, they’d talked it all out and made some decisions. And then they’d had an epic foursome to kind of ‘seal the deal’.

And then, after that, Saf had wanted to sleep alone for just one night, as she hadn’t in a long time, and Lindsay wanted to go fuck Love again, and he couldn’t blame her for wanting that. Using his Link, he checked the time and saw that it was a little past one in the afternoon. Normally he hadn’t been sleeping in so much, but it had been a long couple of days. Long couple of weeks. It wasn’t over, not in a larger sense, but that part was over, and they all deserved a break. He hoped they would go on a vacation after this.

It’d be nice.

Vix mumbled and shifted. Slowly, she opened her eyes and then looked up at him. “Hello, girlfriend,” he said.

She grinned immediately. “Hello, boyfriend,” she replied, and hugged him tightly.

“You’re so warm,” he said, hugging her back.

“Yep, I am,” she agreed, then yawned and released him. “I’m fucking starving. And I need a shower, I must smell awful.”

“I think we all do. After all the fucking that’s been going on, we probably need a professional cleaning team to go through the ship.”

Vix laughed. “Yeah, probably. Come on. Shower, then breakfast.”

“Sex?” he asked.

“Sex in the shower,” she replied, getting up. He stared at her tight, fit, pale ass and then quickly got up after her.

…

The sex was good and with the shower, Jared felt more awake than he had in awhile. It was a great feeling, and he was starving as well. He and Vix dressed lightly and hurried to the kitchen, where they found several different people. Emily, Veronica, Saf, Love, Lindsay, and Lynx were all hanging out. Veronica and Emily were cooking up a storm. For awhile, Jared just fell into conversation with them, but he could tell that something was brewing. Maybe it was the way Veronica wasn't really talking, or the studious look on Saf’s face, but they were thinking about something, and eventually they’d tell everyone.

Veronica had been the same way before dropping the idea about going after all the slavers. He wondered what it was.

The next hour or so passed relatively easily. They all had a huge breakfast, and then Veronica and Emily began kind of shooing everyone over to Emily’s ship. When Jared asked what was up, Emily just said that they all needed to talk about something and that the Hellcat had the biggest rec room of them all. And so they went.

Before long, everyone from all three of the crews had gathered. The place was packed and everyone quieted down.

Emily, Veronica, Saf, and Lucy, the leaders of the three groups, inasmuch as anyone was a leader, stood before them all.

“We’ve been talking,” Veronica said. “Basically, we want to team up. We want to start traveling and operating as group. And we also want to see how everyone feels about this, because this isn’t a dictatorship. The other thing we want to do is keep doing stuff like this. Taking down the filthy fuckheads that the law doesn’t care about. It’ll be dangerous, it’ll be nasty, and we’ll probably not turn a huge profit, nor will we get much recognition, not that that’s ever particularly mattered to some of us. But we want to hear what you all think.”

The conversation didn’t last particularly long, at least given the amount of people packed into the room and the powerful nature of the topic.

In the end, there wasn’t a single person that wanted to turn away.

“So we’re all in agreement then?” Emily asked.

They were.

Veronica smiled. “Good. I figure we can take a bit of a break, we’ve fucking earned it, and then, when that’s done, I think we’ve got a decent lead on another two slaver rings. We can get started continuing this fine work.”

A general cheer went up, Jared joining in.

He felt good about his future.

THE END

VALKYRIES. VALKYRIES 2. VALKYRIES 3. VALKYRIES – THE COMPETE TRILOGY. Copyright © by Misty Vixen.

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