“Hungry again, my pair? Don’t worry, I’ll fill you up again and again. Even once I’ve bred you, I’ll still never stop filling this tight hole with my cum.” Zion bit out as he used his arms to lift her on and off his cock. Elaine threw her head back, screaming out as his dirty words and her sensitive body rocketed into another quick orgasm. “That’s right, milk my cock!” Zion roared as he filled her once more, but he continued to stroke into her without softening at all.
“Again?” Elaine was gasping for air as Zion continued to man handle her body.
“Always again!” Zion growled as he leaned forward and took one of her nipples deep into his mouth.
He was somewhat concerned for the damage he may be doing to her body, but his need to impregnate her was nearly uncontrollable. He tried to keep from thrusting too hard or too deep, but he was hungry to spend himself against the hungry mouth of her womb. Something deep inside told him this was a fertile window for her, and he couldn’t resist the pull of their combined hormones.
His mating teeth dropped again, unexpectedly, and he accidentally sunk them into the flesh of her breast. It startled him and he slammed her down onto his dick so hard she orgasmed again, drawing the cum from him once more. Zion carefully extracted his teeth from her flesh, gently licking the wounds as he pulled back from the perfectly round holes.
“Shit! I’m so sorry!” Zion said, continuing to kiss and soothe the battered flesh, “I had no idea that could happen again! Every species I know of only has mating teeth once! Well, once per mate anyway. I’ve never heard of this happening or I would have been more careful!” He leaned back, searching her face for forgiveness.
“Shh. It’s okay. I could tell it surprised you. It didn’t hurt so bad, I think the orgasm kind of dulled the pain.” She responded shyly. Her body was still tightening rhythmically around his tumescence and she could feel every inch inside her. “Uh, we’ve destroyed the bed and now we’re dirty again.” Elaine said, looking to her right at the drenched sheets.
“I know, but I can’t stand the thought of washing our scents off.” Zion said, scooting back against the headboard and settling Elaine against his chest before beginning to caress her again. It didn’t escape her notice that he continued to stay hard inside her.
“Um, but you have to get off the ship soon.” She pointed out quietly.
“Ah, dammit. I forgot about Xelem 3, we should be there in,” he glanced at his watch, “40 minutes or so. Come on, let’s get you cleaned up again.” Zion carried her back to the bathtub, still lodged inside her. Every few steps, the grinding and walking movement caused her to have another small orgasm. By the time they got to the tub, it was all Zion could do to walk.
Pulling her off his dick was the hardest thing Zion had ever done, but the look in her eyes let him know she was ready for another load. He began to wonder about the composition of his seed as well as what the rest of his full genetic make-up was. Zion stepped into the tub, turned her back to him and draped her long braid over the edge of the tub. He pushed her forward into a kneeling position before sliding fully into her from behind. The depth from this angle was so incredible, Zion wondered if he would ever be able to remove himself from her body.
“Sir, you are needed on the command deck.” Blaze’s voice echoed from the watch he still wore. Even as he thrust, Zion found the will to answer, “Tell them I’ll be there before we start the landing sequence. And tell them not to bother me unless it’s a damn emergency.” Zion growled as he continued to thrust.
“You can’t, ah, you, oh, you can’t, mmm, do that!” Elaine was struggling to string a sentence together as Zion drove her to yet another climax.
“I can do whatever I damn well please.” Zion said, leaning forward and piercing the opposite side of her neck once more with the unexpected mating fangs.
Something about piercing her skin threw them both into rolling climaxes yet again. They were panting as Zion finally pulled out of her dripping slit. He leaned back, watching her hole grasp to be filled as the mixture of fluids ran slowly down the inside of their thighs. He had watched vids in various places of people copulating, whether to protect his masculinity or as part of a cover during a mission, and he had never seen a man with cum quite the same color as his. Most species had white cum, occasionally it was almost clear or slightly yellowish, but Zion’s was a pale lavender.
Deciding this was not the time or place to worry about it, Zion pressed a kiss to the middle of Elaine’s back and reached for the soap she had used earlier. 15 minutes later, they were both clean and Zion’s erection had gone down for the first time since he decided to act on his pair instincts. Elaine was nearly insensate with exhaustion as Zion had a cleaning bot change the sheets on his bed, used the drying chamber, and dressed her in a modest yet sexy jumpsuit he had bought for her nearly a year ago on a supply run in the Zhren system.
The deep purple color complimented her complexion and her eye color. She always wore baggy clothing, but this suit was made to her exact specifications, although he realized she had lost some weight over the last year, likely due to her hiding in the engine bay the past several months. The replicator in the engine bay was only capable of nutritional bars, which tasted like unseasoned grass at the best of times, and he doubted she was eating more than once a day with those rations.
Zion made a mental note to feed her a decent meal as soon as he dealt with whatever was needed on the command deck. He leaned down, kissed Elaine gently, and tucked her into his bed. “Stay here precious, I’ll return as soon as I’ve handled whatever they need on the deck.” Zion whispered before walking towards the door. He couldn’t help looking back towards his wife as she slept peacefully in their bed before he left the room, a happy song whistling between his teeth.
Chapter 7
“What in hades are you talking about?” Zion was roaring at Jax, his previously good mood was annihilated thanks to the information Jax had just shared. Jax was mostly Minotoan, and though his species generally towered over others, even at six-and-a-half feet he wasn’t as big as Zion. Jax was also built broad and naturally muscular, much like a bull, but Zion’s four-armed strength far outweighed Jax’s natural genetic leanings. If he weren’t completely secure in the strength of their friendship, he would likely fear his Captain when he was this angry.
“I mean, someone slipped some kind of back door bug into our system. They’re not able to control anything, I’m too good at what I do, but they’ve hidden some tracking and duplicating software in our ship that I can’t seem to get rid of. It’s so sophisticated, I keep missing tiny pieces of the code and it keeps duplicating inside Blaze.” Jax responded as he continued to type on two keyboards simultaneously and scan streams of computer code.
“Who the hades could have done something like this?” Zion growled; furious at his inability to help. He may be able to create a simple program, but data mining in code was never something he had developed an affinity for. It was why he and Jax made such a good team. Their strengths and weaknesses balanced each other out. Entrance to the cadet program had required a personality assessment, Jax and Zion hadn’t known it at the time, but the results had said they were both too alpha to coexist peaceably and had given them both more submissive partners. It didn’t take their commanding officers long to realize the computer hadn’t taken their upbringing into account and rearranged the pairings.
“I don’t know. They would have had to be on the actual ship. That means it was one of the crew. Don and Juan are technologically incapable of harming Blaze, he’s coded as their brothers. You and Elaine aren’t good enough with computers to do something like this. Neither is Paisley as far as I can tell; she figured out my password during a drinking game some of us played several months ago. I had to scan some footage to figure that out. That leaves me, Crimson, Thorin, and J. I obviously didn’t do it; I can’t figure out how this damn thing even works. The others, I’m just not sure of their skill set.” Jax talked in a monotone due to the extreme amounts
of focus he was putting into his task.
“Would someone have to code this into the system?” Zion asked. His greatest strength was strategy, he could problem solve in a way his commanding officers had never seen before. They tried to talk him into working in the think tank devising war plans, but his body would never stand for that amount of inaction. He had outright refused and then resigned from his commission to start this reclaimed goods business to make sure the Intergalactic Counsel couldn’t force him into doing their wishes.
“What do you mean?” Jax paused as he turned towards Zion. “Code it into the system?”
“Yeah, would someone have had to manually code it, or could they have just uploaded it from a data disc?” Zion had moved towards his station, planning to run a check for foreign data imports.
“SHIT!” Jax yelled, turning back to his station. “I’ll check. Dammit I can’t believe I didn’t think of that! I’ve been so damn busy trying to erase the blasted virus I never considered other ways it could have gotten into the system. It’s such a large sophisticated file, either someone hand coded or they uploaded it!”
Zion stepped behind Jax’s chair, admiring the speed with which he worked at running the scan. Three alerts showed up on the screen. Jax did some lightening quick code sourcing before eliminating one of the alerts quickly. “It’s one of these two uploads, if someone uploaded anything. I estimated the size of the original code based on how much of it I’ve managed to delete. Those three are the only ones big enough to be an upload, and the one is literally the largest stash of tentacle porn on the planet. I had no idea Crimson was into that shit.”
Jax slid his hand across the screen, opening a new window and set up another set of data search parameters. “Gotcha, nasty bitch!” Video was playing across a split screen and they watched as Paisley uploaded data into their system from outside the engine room, twice.
“Where is she?” Zion asked in a lethal tone, turning towards the door. He knew she had been locked in her quarters just a few hours ago, but he had a gut feeling this wasn’t the only virus she was carrying around with her. The viper was unlikely to take her punishment lying down if she had the tools to do otherwise.
“She is currently in hallway A-4 sir.” Blaze’s voice echoed over the loud speaker. Zion’s eyes met Jax’s horrified before they both flew from the room. The only thing in hallway A-4 were Zion’s quarters. Unfortunately, he was multiple floors below his quarters and on the other side of his Class Z space cruiser. You could house an entire village in this place and not run into someone if you really didn’t want too.
Jax called out commands as they ran, “Blaze, open a path from here to Zion’s quarters. Don’t allow anyone to use an elevator or require any access codes. Do whatever you can to stop Paisley from being able to get into Zion’s quarters.”
“Blaze, wake up Elaine. Use an alarm, a hologram, yell at her, I don’t care. Wake her ass up now and have her hide in the bathroom. Lock that door too. It will slow Paisley down. If there are any security nearby, send them after her!” Zion roared as he ran.
He had just found his pair and likely impregnated her with their first offspring, he would die trying to get to her. Paisley was going to be more than banished, she was going to die if she so much as touched a hair on Elaine’s precious head.
Chapter 8
A loud clanging noise pulled Elaine from a deep sleep, “Blaze, what the hell are you doing?” She yelled. She had been dreaming about Zion taking her on a picnic on a purple moon with breathable air when the alarm startled her awake.
“So sorry Ms. Elaine. Ms. Paisley has escaped from her room. She is currently outside the door attempting to gain access to Captain Zion’s quarters. If you would be so kind as to go into the bathroom, it should stall her long enough for the Captain to arrive and detain her.” Blaze’s tone was soothing as she shared the alarming news.
“How did she get free? Zion stripped her privileges!” Elaine shouted as she jumped from the bed and began rifling through the furniture and cabinets around the room.
“She hacked my system again.” Blaze’s response was not reassuring.
“Again? How many times has she hacked you Blaze?” Elaine crowed triumphantly as she found anti-blast armor in Zion’s closet. The material could withstand most weapons fully, and all weapons to at least some extent. It was also imbedded with nano technology that allowed it to shrink to fit the owner. Interestingly enough, the shrinking process created stronger layers. Zion’s massive set would fit her, and it would be exponentially stronger due to her much smaller size.
“I believe we have determined this will be her fourth attempt, Ms. Elaine.” Blaze responded, “Please make your way to the bathroom, she has managed approximately 70% of the process to circumnavigate my locked door commands. You have an estimated 2 minutes before she breeches the Captain’s quarters.”
“How long until Zion gets here?” Elaine asked, moving to yet another set of cabinets. This time she found a plas-knife laying on a shelf. She switched it on, pleased to see it had a full charge.
“Approximately 4 minutes at his current speed. Lieutenant Jax is coming as well, but they were separated at the lift as they’re both too large to share that space.” Blaze responded to her questions in a calm tone, but she knew that would only last until her danger was imminent.
“I’m not going into the bathroom Blaze. I must keep the bitch occupied until Zion gets here. Once she realizes she can’t get to me, she can set a trap for Zion if I’m hiding. I’m going to try to keep her talking until he gets here, but I’ll fight if need be.” Elaine had stripped open her suit, shrunk the armor, put it on and then redressed herself. No need to give Paisley any extra incentive to aim for her head.
“This is an unwise plan Ms. Elaine. Captain Zion explicitly asked me to direct you to the bathroom.” Blaze did not sound happy.
“It’s the best plan I’ve got Blaze. Keep her out as long as you can.” Elaine moved as far away from the door as possible, hiding the plas-knife in her pocket.
Chapter 9
“She refuses to hide in the bathroom, sir.” Blaze’s voice came from Zion’s watch as he ran faster than ever had before. “Why the fuck not?” Zion roared in response.
“She says it would give Ms. Paisley too much time to develop a trap against you in your quarters. She will try to distract her while waiting for you to arrive.” Blaze’s reply did not please Zion. He began using his arms and legs to throw himself down the halls at a speed he hadn’t even been aware he was capable of. If anything happened to his pair, he would burn the universe down around the psycho.
“Why Blaze? Why did Paisley do all of this?” Zion managed to speak despite the burn in his lungs from working so hard.
“I cannot speculate, sir. It is not a part of my programming.” Zion pushed harder, fear and anger fueling his muscles.
“I think I’ve figured it out.” Jax’s voice came over Zion’s comm. “She’s a damn spy Z. Worse, she’s Mechum’s right hand bitch.” The thought froze Zion’s heart just long enough for him to stumble. Standing up straight, he shook off the fear before racing forward again.
“How did she pass the sans to get on our ship J?” Zion was nothing if not careful about who he trusted to get onto his ship. He’d pissed off too many bad guys in this universe, and even good guys when Zion denied their job requests, not to be extremely careful. They did full retinal, facial, finger, and genetic scans for every person that joined the crew.
“Best I can figure, she’s never been arrested. I started a broader scan when you stripped her access this morning, the results just showed up. She’s his half-sister. I’ve never run a familial scan on the DNA we take, just check for their code to show up in any penal system or anything like that. She was born on such a primitive world they don’t even have a genetic records office that connects birth certificates.” Jax was breathing hard as he spoke.
“Shit add that to our protocols. I want to know who every damn person on this s
hip is related to by this time tomorrow!” Zion shouted as he reached the final lift which would dump him out on floor A in hallway 9.
“Already on it.” Jax stated firmly. Zion stopped talking at this point, conserving his air as he flew down the hall towards Elaine. Praying to every deity he could think of that he would make it in time.
Chapter 10
The hiss of the door opening was ominous. Elaine stood firmly in place, she had at least chosen the spot farthest from the entrance to the bedroom, but only a few steps from the bathroom just in case. If Paisley came in guns blazing, she intended to dive behind the door. She had continued to process her plan and knew that Jax would never forgive her for harming the baby that may be growing in her womb already.
Paisley paused in the entrance, obviously surprised to see her standing there so casually, “Well, well, well. The dirty mechanic does clean up rather nicely. I had no idea that was hiding underneath all that grease and grime.” Paisley purred out as she slowly walked closer.
“I don’t have much occasion to wear anything besides my work clothes.” Elaine responded coolly, determined not to let the underhanded barbs distract her. “What are you doing in here? Zion ordered you confined to your quarters.”
A look of pure rage passed over Paisley’s face before smoothing back out, “Like that was going to stop me from getting what I want. If I can’t get his baby, I’ll take his slut.” Paisley took another step towards her.
“Wait a damn minute, what the hell do you want with his baby?” Elaine was surprised at this revelation. Was this psychotic witch really that in love with Zion?
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