by Lucy Kelly
It did no good except alleviate the lust of the few lucky men to be joined. There were few children and there hadn’t been any females born for several hundred years now. She should have never allowed Lords Arjun, Kylan, and Rune to leave all those years ago. It was a fruitless errand and if they had stayed and joined with her, perhaps the Goddess would have been pleased and connected to her.
Malpha was appalled at the way her culture had deteriorated. They now had so few women, it had been necessary to place more and more men into positions of power.
Every day, she went to the temple and prayed to the Goddess. She wasn’t pleased with what the Council had done in her name. She had no choice but to go along at this point. If the Council turned out to be right, she hoped the KowLer would keep their word. If her future Ankida tried to palm some false woman off as the true queen, they would step in and take her. They had been chosen from all the species the ships would have to pass by because they also had a lack of children. Even if it had only been for a handful of years, the pull for fertile females was there. They had also been chosen because, in form, they most closely resembled the Nephilim. They were a little short for her taste, but quite good looking.
It was unfortunate their society was ruled by males. They were such simple creatures―men, making decisions with their fists instead of their brain. When they did manage to use the wits the Goddess blessed them with, they were so emotional, too! Really, they were like children, easily distracted and stubborn.
Later that afternoon, Malpha was working at her desk while two assistants sorted through all of her incoming planetary transmissions. They would rank them by priority so the regent’s time wouldn’t be wasted on the frivolous.
The inter-planetary communications unit chimed.
“I’ve been expecting that message. I’ll get it,” said Malpha, as she reached over to get the message from the unit. Reading it, she smiled; the waiting was finally over. Then shooing her assistants from the room, she started to plan her wedding and the future of her world. She believed they would have a history now.
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Thors Asgar stood his post in BianCa’s room. It was only one day and already his duty had become bittersweet. As the much younger—by nearly three hundred years—fourth child of the Belum and Beleti of his House, it was unlikely he would get a mate for several hundred years, if at all.
The princess was so beautiful. He couldn’t stop looking at her. He willed her to live. He started to tell her of his life, how he grew up, his three elder brothers and their join. He planned to speak to her and see if it would increase her will to hold on to life.
Down the hall, Natalie was just waking up from a long night’s sleep. When she woke, she turned over in bed before realizing she needed to be careful. She was surprised when there was no pain at all. Slowly she sat up; she felt fine! She got out of bed, her feet growing cold on the metal deck of the ship. She rubbed one foot on the other as she looked around for slippers. Finally spotting them under the bed, she bent over to pick them up.
“Natalie, what are you doing out of bed?” asked Catherine.
Natalie nearly bumped her head, getting up and spinning around. She quickly put on her slippers.
“I’m feeling fine. Not a twinge—honest. Go ahead and check me over,” she said as she hopped up backwards to sit on the bed.
Catherine, like all the other descendants of the original Nephilim who had crash landed on Earth, had a psychic gift. Her gift was related to healing; it helped her choose to become a doctor. She could heal small hurts, but her main gift was as a diagnostician. She raised her talent and took a closer look at Natalie. Even with all their medical skills, Natalie should not have been well for another day. Her internal organs couldn’t be expected to recover so quickly.
“Have you always been a fast healer?”
“Yep—actually, I have really fast reflexes, too. It’s one of the reasons I got my black belt so quickly.”
“That’s probably your psychic gift, then,” said Catherine.
“What do you mean?” asked Natalie.
“Didn’t you know? All the female descendants of the Nephilim have some kind of psychic gift. Weren’t you aware of it?” she asked.
“I get over colds fast and react fast. How would I connect that with being psychic?”
“I see what you mean. I wonder how many other women are unaware of their gifts, or think they’re the only one with a gift and haven’t said anything,” Catherine mused.
“I’ll mention it to Addie next time I see her. But right now, I want to see my Ankida and join with them. Can you get them out of stasis?” she asked.
“We’ll put their stasis chambers on a shuttle to KowLer with you. As soon as you land, they’ll be awakened. They will wish to fly right away, so you have to be ready for that.”
“What about the shuttle pilot?” she asked. “We would want some privacy.”
“He’ll leave immediately and come back when you call,” Catherine explained.
“In that case, I want to take a bath and make myself pretty. I’m going to ask Jennifer to pack us a picnic lunch to have after,” she said, hopping down from the bed.
Two hours later, Natalie and her Ankida were headed to a secluded area on KowLer, deep within the borders of the KowLer clan.
Natalie was grateful when the shuttle pod pilot turned out to be her cousin, Hakor. She knew she could trust him. She gave him a hug to thank him before he took off. With his brother still in critical care in the medical bay, he had a lot on his plate.
She made a mental note to do something nice for Maggie, his mate. She waited until the shuttle had taken off before following the instructions given to her by Catherine for opening the stasis chambers and waking her Ankida. The clear, plastic-looking surface covering each of the men seemed to melt away.
She was wearing a simple, white toga-style gown tied over one shoulder. It was comfortable and easy to remove or dress again. On her feet she wore white sandals to match the toga. She’d done her hair and smoothed perfumed cream into her skin. She hoped they appreciated all the fuss because, normally, she was a jeans and t-shirt girl around the house.
Peet was the first to open his eyes. He looked around until he saw her and then he smiled. She was smiling back at Peet when she felt Reeko touch her arm.
Both men slowly sat up and looked around them.
“Where have you brought us?” asked Peet.
“Catherine mentioned you would only have this one opportunity to fly. King Ben KowLer wanted to give us a gift—and here we are,” she answered.
“You look very beautiful, Natalie. Will you watch our joining flight?” Reeko asked.
“Yes, I’m looking forward to it. Are you ready to fly now or do you have to wait for a while?” she asked as she backed away. “I brought us some food to eat and a blanket.”
“Spread out your blanket. If you lie down, you will be able to watch us with greater ease,” said Peet.
“What happens after you fly?”
“Then we’ll complete our mating bond.”
As they spoke, they lightly moved their wings back and forth in preparation. Natalie could feel her arousal heating up. Peet and Reeko both stood and walked to where Natalie was standing. Peet bent first to kiss her. They had kissed many times since they first met but this kiss was somehow deeper; it felt like more to Natalie. Reluctantly, Peet let her go. Then it was Reeko, taking her mouth in another devastating kiss.
When Reeko released her, she stumbled back and might have fallen if they hadn’t quickly put their arms around her. They led her over to where she’d put the picnic basket and blanket. The pheromones from their wings were already affecting her. Natalie untied the knot on her shoulder and her gown slithered to her feet. Then they gently laid her down on the blanket. Peet and Reeko stood, spread their wings, and leapt into the air.
Natalie didn’t even try to sit up. Instead, she watched in awe as her two mates flew. They looped around each other, clasping
hands to build momentum and fling each other wider and higher. The air filled with the perfume of their arousal. Natalie reached and fondled her nipples. She squeezed her thighs together and arched her back. Watching her Ankida fly began to have a dizzying effect. They must have realized how close she was to peaking; they began to spiral down to her.
As their feet touched the floor, their wings still lightly swaying, she moaned as a long orgasm rolled through her body. She was laid out on the blanket, a feast to their eyes. They were both already shirtless. They quickly removed their pants and shoes as Natalie raised her arms to them.
Peet lowered himself onto Natalie, settling between her legs. He took her mouth as he took her body, thrusting deep.
“Ooh, that feels so good. Take me harder—deeper,” she cried out.
He rolled over onto his back. Instead of letting her sit up, he held her close and still as Reeko came down on his knees behind her.
“I want to move,” she said.
“Reeko is going to come in behind you,” said Peet.
“She’s so gloriously ready for us, she’s dripping with moisture,” said Reeko as he fit his cock to her and slowly pushed his way in.”
She let out a long sigh as he filled her. She felt so full, but at the same time she needed them to move.
“I need you to move,” she said, making her wishes known.
Her two mates took her at her word and began to move. As one thrust in, the other pulled out—slowly at first, and then building speed. Peet held her hips as Reeko wrapped one arm around her torso and the other tangled in her hair.
Natalie didn’t even try to move. She let her larger and stronger mates move her as they willed.
“More,” she panted, “yes, yes,” she cried out, even as she swallowed the juices flowing down her throat. For a moment, she wished for a third mate to take into her throat. She made a silent promise to herself to go down on her mates soon.
It didn’t take long for them to feel the peak coming. Peet reached between their bodies and plucked at her clit. Natalie tried to scream out her orgasm but the feeling was so intense, it stole her breath. Both her mates soon followed her over the edge into soul-shattering oblivion.
Reeko pulled away and slumped onto the blanket beside his mate. Natalie, still in Peet’s arms, could feel the heat of Reeko’s skin behind her.
Unable to speak as yet, they caught their breath even as they allowed their hands to wander. Natalie sat up. Turning around, she knelt, and then sat back on her heels.
Reaching out with both hands, she touched the chests of both her men.
“Race you to the water!” she yelled as she jumped up and ran to the nearby pond.
Peet and Reeko easily caught up with her. Instead of racing, they picked her up between them and ran into the water, laughing with her. When they were hip deep, Natalie was just over waist deep.
“Before we swim with you, you need to remove our wings,” said Peet.
“Oh, I forgot! Quick, get out of the water; they shouldn’t get wet,” she said.
“We’ll be alright, but we’ll get out so you can lay them down on the grass. Most Nephilim display their wings in their home,” said Reeko.
“Is this going to hurt you?” Natalie asked in a shaky voice.
Her mates could see the worry in her eyes. “The pain is minimal; they are already loosening,” said Peet, turning his back to her.
“The openings in our backs will close up within a couple of hours. The water will ease the sting,” said Reeko.
She thought it was a little gross, but there was very little blood and some clear viscous fluid leaking from where the wings attached. She removed the first wing with a yank.
Just like taking off a Band-Aid, she thought.
As she removed each wing, the clear fluid wet her fingers and the scent wafted through the air. Another wave of lusty arousal washed over her and she became hot and flushed. Peet had turned back to her as she finished with his wings and she was removing Reeko’s.
Stepping close to her back, he wrapped his arms around her and began squeezing her breasts and nipples. He used one hand to move aside her hair. Then he leaned over and nibbled his way across her shoulder, up the side of her neck and around her ear, leaving a sensation of heat as he went along. Natalie turned her head so he would have better access and waited for him to reach her mouth. She dropped the last wing. Reeko set the wings aside and dropped to his knees, taking her breast in his hand and sucking the nipple hard and deep against the roof of his mouth.
Natalie felt her own knees going weak. Luckily, Peet held her up. Once again, she could feel her secondary windpipe opening as her throat swelled and her glands emitted more and more liquid. She pushed Reeko back, bending over at the waist, she took him in her mouth. When she felt him hit the back of her throat, she swallowed. She felt more than heard the pop as he went down her throat. Every time she took him deeper, his cock rubbed over the swollen tissues at the back of her throat, pushing her toward orgasm. She could feel it coming but couldn’t quite get there.
“Peet, I’m on the edge and so is Natalie. Help her out,” said Reeko in a thick voice.
Peet was standing enthralled, as he watched his mate take his brother. Suddenly, Natalie wiggled her ass, which was resting against his thighs. He got the message. When he looked down, her juices were leaking and smearing both her thighs and his. He wanted to taste her so badly!
He went down on his own knees and used his fingers to pull apart her folds, then pressed his face in so he could flick his tongue inside her. He drank her while he used his thumbs to torment her clit. She moaned and Reeko jerked as the sensation vibrated up his cock. He began to go off and Natalie rushed to swallow all she could. Reeko’s orgasm triggered her own. As she tightened her muscles, Peet rose and slammed deep inside her, letting her spasms milk him as he followed them both into ecstasy. Shouting out his own release, he braced his legs so he wouldn’t fall on her.
Reeko recovered first. He plucked Natalie from Peet’s arms and took Natalie back into the pond to wash them both.
The three of them spent the next several hours frolicking in the pond and making love many times over. Peet was getting a lustful look in his eye again when Natalie held out a hand.
“No more sex until you feed me. We have an entire picnic basket of food. I say we stop to eat,” she said.
“Only if we don’t dress, I don’t want you to put your clothing back on until it’s time to leave,” said Reeko.
“I can go along with that,” she said, walking out of the water.
It was a warm day and they all enjoyed being out in the sun—especially after spending several months in space—first on the Earth Gate station and now on the Explorer.
As they sat eating, it didn’t take long for Peet and Reeko to turn the meal into another form of seduction. Natalie was glad she wasn’t wearing clothes when they covered her body with juices from the many choices of fruit and then proceeded to lick them up.
It was nearly dark when they finally called for the shuttle to return and pick them up.
Upon returning to the ship, she was greeted by Cassandra, Jennifer, and Marta.
“Come along, Nat—we’re going to escort you three to your new quarters. We spent the afternoon setting it up for you,” said Jennifer with a smile.
Natalie realized she was starting a new phase of her life. She hoped Jennifer—her best friend and roommate since college—would be okay without her.
Jennifer, seeing the look on Natalie’s face, knew exactly what she was thinking. “Don’t worry, Nat, I won’t be lonely. Cassie and Marta are moving in with me.”
Natalie sprang forward to hug her friend. “Oh, that’s great! I was worried about you.”
The four ladies all started talking together as they walked out of the shuttle bay. Behind them, Peet, Reeko, and Hakor followed closely.
Chapter Twelve
Delpha, Zephyr, and Rapha, the head of the medical staff on board the Explorer,
ran into the surgery bay. An orderly had already rushed the patient in. They were performing emergency surgery when the alarm went off on their second critical patient.
“You’ve got this?” Rapha asked, looking at his brothers. At their nod, he ran from main surgery into the next one as the patient was wheeled in. Catherine rushed in to assist.
Word spread quickly through both ships and additional medical personnel arrived to help however they could.
The waiting room filled up, as well as the corridor outside. Hakor sat in the chair closest to the hall to the surgery wing with Maggie in his lap. Standing tall in the doorway was Commander Thors. Natalie was on Peet’s lap and held Maggie’s hand. Everyone held their breath and waited to see if their friend and crewmate would live.
Arjun was also in the waiting room. He felt responsible for Makor’s injury because he was the one who had over-ridden the code and ordered them all through the Gate.
In the queen’s quarters, Addie was asleep in her bed, snuggled in between Kylan and Rune. Suddenly she woke.
“Kylan! Rune! Get up!” she shouted.
She was frustrated because with them beside her, she was hemmed in and could barely move.
“What―is it the babies?” asked Kylan as he leaped from the bed.
“Help me up, now!” she said as she began to glow.
Her torso was glowing brighter than the rest of her body, the light coming through her negligee.
The two men jumped up from the bed and helped her sit up on the edge. Addie had them slip a dress over her nude body.
“Get me to medical as fast as you can,” she said.
At this point, there was a golden aura surrounding her.
Rune picked her up in his arms and the three of them left the room and their quarters. The two warriors at the door, when they saw the looks in Rune’s and Kylan’s eyes, turned. One led the way while the other followed behind.