by Viola Grace
“You are doing that for Salat and the sketchbook he just whipped out.”
Arcady smiled and handed Corianne her dress before activating the wings and slowly pulling herself skyward. She zipped around, pausing here and there before a low power warning got her to land.
Krizt frowned. “Out of power?”
“Low.”
Salat shrugged. “Feel free to top up the charge.”
Krizt took her hand and kissed it.
“Uh, I don’t really need to go anywhere, and my body heat will charge it in a few hours.”
Krizt smiled. “Oh, but he wants to see it. So does Khytten.”
“Khytten can’t see her own feet right now. I don’t think that she is that interested in me.”
Dr. Torenne said, “But the rest of us are riveted.”
“Uh-huh, but my partners have seen this all before.”
Tycho grinned. “And it is something I always want to see an encore for.”
She gritted her teeth. “Salat? How fast do you want the full charge?”
“Fast, I suppose, why?”
She turned her back to the trio and faced Krizt, removing her underwear. He leaned back in his jeans and tee and hissed. “Damn. Not fair Arcady.”
She caressed the necklace and straddled him in the chair. He hissed, and his hands gripped her hips. The kiss was slow, his hands were deft, and she was soon riding his fingers until she came.
Tycho pulled out some sunglasses, and there was a glow and then a pulse as she came.
“Thanks, love.” She nuzzled his neck.
Krizt was panting, and he looked at her in surprise when she put clothes back on.
* * * *
Khytten giggled when Krizt grabbed Arcady and ran for the treeline, and she hooted with laughter when the other two followed.
Salat muttered, “Well, that is impressive tech. No wonder she currently has an insured value of three million.”
“Part of it must be that jewellery. She is wearing quite the metal and gem collection.”
“Yeah, that looks heavy as hell.”
“And yet, she can fly. That is amazing. Do you think I can get implants like that?”
“No. Your immune system won’t tolerate it. I have been checking.” Salat chuckled.
Khytten smiled. “I hope they buy the manor. I would like to have her as a neighbour. She has a few of the same hang-ups as me.”
Salat chuckled. “It will be up to them, love. You can’t just have things your way because you are pregnant.”
“Why not? I got you, didn’t I? That was definitely something high on my list. I didn’t even know that I wanted you until I met you. Oh, we are having two girls and a boy, and the boy is going to have your features.”
“How do you know?”
“Because Arcady said that he would be beautiful, and you are the most beautiful man I know.”
Torenne laughed.
There was a lot of growling, snarling, and soft, sweet moans coming from the woods. Khytten sighed wistfully. “Ah, for the days I could run off to the woods or just run... really.”
Salat laughed. “It will be over soon, kitten. Then back to the range for training, and maybe you can come with me on a few assignments. I await your distraction.”
She sighed and leaned toward him. He picked her up and cuddled her in his lap. It was an impressive feat, and many lesser men couldn’t have managed to hold four people in his lap.
“What did you think of Arcady’s reasoning?”
“She is creating her plan from her own past. She seems to respond well to the babies, though, and they to her, so if they move in nearby, she might be up to get a canister and have a baby with Krizt.”
“What about the others?”
“Corianne could have her own, with either of their group as the father or seek a donor elsewhere. Tycho would probably get a stipend from the capitol, or even Aksalla just to have a child with his genes.”
The group returned, and Khytten was shocked to see the bite marks that were healing on Arcady’s body. “Uh, Arcady, does that hurt?”
The other woman gave her a sleepy smile. “Nope. Endorphins are wonderful.”
Corianne had her clothing. “Come on, love. I will get you dressed.”
“No tickling.”
“I promise nothing.”
Khytten watched the most powerful banker in the known worlds help her lover get her panties on and then slid the bra back into place.
Arcady adjusted her breasts, and then, the wrap dress went back on. It was sweet that Tycho tidied her hair, and Krizt offered himself as her chair. They were a well-balanced partnership, each with a strength that could stand alone, but they got together out of need and companionship. Khytten definitely wanted them as neighbours. She would call her eventual mother-in-law. Salmet owed her one.
* * * *
Krizt looked at the message. “If we want the house near Salat and Khytten, it is ours.”
They were lounging around in the hotel suite, and Corianne was painting Arcady’s toenails.
“I liked it. I could do a lot of things in that garage, and there is enough room there for an adult playroom and one for kids if we have any.”
Arcady looked at Tycho. “I didn’t think you wanted any.”
He shrugged. “You know. Once we are in the country, it is a slower, sweeter pace of life. A kid might not be a bad idea. The government would be impressed, and I would get a tremendous bonus.”
“Well, I would be doing it via gestation capsule. I don’t think that these nodes would stretch.”
Krizt looked at her and cursed. “Shit. I did not take that into account.”
She shrugged. “This design was a surprise to see develop. It acts like a corset.”
He nodded. “That was the idea.”
She looked down, and there were bunnies painted on her toenails. “Serves me right for looking away.”
Corianne grinned.
Tycho chuckled from his reading of home and garden articles, and Krizt was humming and keying something into his tablet.
“Well, we have a new house. We can start moving in next month.” Krizt smiled. “Ten minutes from Salat and Khytten. At least I would feel better if you end up alone, Arcady.”
Arcady smiled. “Okay. I will have to get a new vehicle. Actually, I will have to learn how to drive.”
Three pairs of astonished eyes stared at her. Krizt murmured. “You don’t know how to drive?”
“No, I wasn’t allowed to in the country, and in the city, I always use public transport or walk.”
Tycho nodded. “I will teach her to drive. One of you has to go with her for the test.”
Corianne raised her hand. “I will take our bunny to the test.”
Krizt snorted. “I will find a new vehicle for her with basic controls that fit all four of us.”
Arcady smiled slightly. “Khytten took offensive driver training. Maybe she could teach me...”
Three outraged voices shouted, “No!”
She snickered. They were starting to sound alike. It made her wonder what else was going to rub off on them. Her future was going to be interesting.
Author’s Note
So, I am still having fun with these. I know they are a bit out there, but they let my mind go blank, and I get to tell a ridiculous story with fun characters who just enjoy getting naked together.
It isn’t all bad.
Thanks for reading,
Viola Grace
About the Author
Viola Grace (aka Zenina Masters) is a Canadian sci-fi/paranormal romance writer with ambitions to keep writing for the rest of her life. She specializes in short stories because the thrill of discovery, of all those firsts, is what keeps her writing.
An artist who enjoys a story that catches you up, whirls you around, and sets you down with a smile on your face is all she endeavours to be. She prefers to leave the drama to those who are better suited to it, she always goes for the cheap laugh.
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br /> In real life, she is now engaged in beekeeping, and her adventures can be found on the YouTube channel, Mystery Bees Apiary. Just look for the cartoon kittens.