by D. R. Rosier
While he relaxed a bit, he didn’t fully drop his guard, but still paid attention as his ladies enjoyed the gardens.
“Are you okay?” he asked Alyndra.
Alyndra squeezed his arm, but as usual her face didn’t betray her emotions at all.
“Fine, I’m enjoying seeing and smelling all the flora I’ve learned about in my studies on your world. It’s nice. I assume though, you mean the staring?”
He nodded, and she continued, “Most of them are just curious, and some a little wary. A few are shocked and afraid, so I don’t hold their thoughts against them. I am curious about something myself. A lot of the men… do you lust after us all the time like they seem to?”
He… was speechless.
Finally, he got out in a wry tone, “Not all the time, usually just when I’m conscious.”
She looked up at his face, “Really? That must be… horribly distracting. I do feel that for you, but only when we are about to become intimate.”
“It can be distracting, but we can ignore the feelings, and they also add flavor to small moments for us.”
He wasn’t sure he’d explained that very well.
She replied, “Yes, if humans couldn’t ignore and suppress it, we’d be in trouble right now.”
He chuckled.
They spent about an hour before taking in some other sites. They went back toward the hotel for dinner, there was a highly rated Italian restaurant nearby. The establishment had dim lighting, candles on the tables, with white table clothes. The wood floor was darkly stained, and all the employees were dressed professionally in black and white uniforms.
They’d barely been seated, and had ordered a wine, when Chrystal sighed, drawing all of their attention.
Chrystal said, “There are six vessels which have violated Australian air space. Several ships are being launched in response, but so far no one has fired.”
He brought up the ship interface on his overlay to see for himself. The six ships were at a very high altitude, but they were in Australian air space almost directly overhead the city they were in. He couldn’t really tell what country or countries were behind it, the scanners had their energy, shape, and mass readings, but the cloud cover prevented his ship from getting a visual on the markings.
Australia, he assumed it was on Celia’s order, had launched an equal number of craft which moved very quickly to interpose themselves between those ships and the ground. So far, their ship hadn’t detected any gravity attacks, or conventional weapons use. Suddenly he felt naked, what if they attacked, not just Australia, but them specifically? He felt exposed, they had no defenses against an attack right now, a targeted gravity attack could turn them all into paste.
He wasn’t so much worried for himself or Chrystal, they would come back minus some memories. Nadia would as well, but as a digitized human which he knew his human love wasn’t ready for yet. Alyndra and Dahlia would never come back at all…
He doubted that was their mission, but still. He was part human, so he guessed he could be just as paranoid as the rest of them at times. He was rather tense though, and a string of orders was on the tip of his tongue. However, he wasn’t sure throwing more gasoline on the fire was a good idea, which de-cloaking his ship and setting up a gravity shield would definitely accomplish.
The waiter got back with their drinks, and then asked, “Are you ready to order?”
He looked at them all confused, obviously picking up the tension from Chrystal’s announcement.
He let out a sigh of relief when the six vessels suddenly backed off, and rose back up into space. He was curious about what happened, but he’d have to live with it. Everyone else at the table seemed to relax as well, taking his cue, except for Alyndra of course, who looked as inscrutable as ever.
He waved at Chrystal who ordered shrimp and pasta in a cream sauce. The guy seemed to relax as he finished taking their orders, and he went last.
When the waiter walked off, Dahlia raised an eyebrow in question.
Chrystal said, “They backed off. Not sure what it was about, unless it was simply to gauge Australia’s reaction to the encroachment.”
Nadia speculated, “Perhaps someone thought Celia might be weak for suggesting the summit, and wanted to test and see if she’d react, or simply allow their airspace violation.”
He shrugged, “That’s the likeliest scenario, but we’ll probably never find out.”
He was just glad he hadn’t responded, and wondered what they would have made of his ship. Ever since he’d added the hundreds of offensive multi-subspace arrays, the destroyer looked rather fierce. The old ships just had the single emitters for subspace shielding, which looked rather harmless, where his new ship was obviously built for war. The fact those new turrets were simply a precaution against a swarming attack the Canosians use was beside the point. Not to mention he couldn’t even use those weapons in atmosphere.
They got some stares, and he heard a few whispers, but they ignored it and enjoyed the rest of their meal before they returned to the hotel. They’d considered dancing, but decided against it. An Esari and Mirosian just garnered too much attention. Eventually he knew that would change, but only after the humans got to know their alien neighbors and got used to it. Perhaps it would even take a generation or two.
At least there weren’t any anti-alien groups, or at least, not yet. Not like there’d been anti-A.I. groups twenty years ago. Things were just that new, and the crazies hadn’t latched onto that concept yet. Regardless, he’d had a really good time, and enjoyed spending the day out with all his ladies. Intimate one on one time was important, but so was doing things as a family unit…
Chapter Seventeen
He was sated for the moment, and having Nadia snuggled into his side while he held her against him and drowned in the pleasant sensations of after-bliss made the moment just about perfect. He absently caressed her back, and played with her raven hair while simply enjoying the feeling of her body molded to his, her soft skin and large breasts warm and beyond pleasant against his naked body.
When they’d gotten back to the hotel, he’d been dragged off by his green-eyed beauty, and had been a little surprised when Chrystal and Alyndra stayed out in the main room to chat with Dahlia. A pleasant surprise. He was used to it though, not only did they control his intimate time, they delighted in not telling him the schedule.
It seemed like the perfect time to talk to her about Dahlia joining their family, but he put it off for a few more minutes, as he enjoyed caressing her, and the feeling of her hand slowly exploring his chest. Her every breath and movement against him was a delight. Group sex was all well and good, but nothing could really beat the intimacy of their one on one time together.
“I love you.”
She kissed his chest, and he felt her smile against his skin.
“I love you too, we need to talk though.”
He kissed the top of her head, “About what?”
Nadia said thoughtfully, “When I agreed to work with your father, it was because after the war you planned to explore, and be stuck in your lab except for the Senate. If you were serious about your plans to be more engaged with the worlds in the empire, and perhaps others, that doesn’t seem so necessary anymore. Then again, I made a commitment when I took the job.”
He reached over his body with his other hand, and caressed her face.
“I’ll support any decision you want to make. I do plan on being more involved, and the exploring will be done as a side project and shouldn’t affect anything else unless we run into something to be concerned about. I still plan on getting lab time in though. I guess what I’m trying to say is I won’t be very focused, which would put the part you’re involved in on the back burner every time something else comes up.”
Nadia asked, “You don’t want me to work with you on it?”
He shook his head, “I didn’t say that. I do want your advice, and help with that end of things, but I won’t be upset if you don’t, as long a
s I get your downtime I don’t care where you work. Maybe you could try doing both for a while, it isn’t as if my father is very focused either. Between the two of us you might have one whole job.”
Nadia put her arm across his chest and lifted her head to gaze into his eyes.
“Both?”
He shrugged, “Just until you know how much time would be required relating to how much time you need. I don’t know, only you can decide. In the end though, I’ll be okay with whatever you decide. Don’t worry about hurting my feelings if you stay with my father. You’ve been here for me the last few days, I don’t imagine that will change?”
Nadia replied, “No, of course not. I suppose I could do both, almost at the same time. Double agent for father and son?”
She raised an eyebrow half in amusement, half in challenge.
He chuckled, “That works for me, it isn’t as if I’d ever work against him or Earth. Like I said, as long as your mine at the end of the day I’ll be a very happy man.”
She smiled, “I am yours,” she slid her hand down and grabbed his balls playfully, “and you’re mine, even if I have to share these.”
He said, “Always.”
She looked at him for a moment, and must have read something in his face, “What is it?”
Speaking of sharing, he took a deep breath.
He said, “I’ve been wanting to talk to you too, alone. We haven’t had much time lately. Hopefully after Earth we can figure out something so we can spend some alone time every day. I miss it.”
She smiled, “Me too, but that’s not what you wanted to talk about.”
He nodded, “Dahlia. What do you think of the possibility of her joining our little family?”
She looked inscrutable, and started to squeeze his balls, but then suddenly started giggling.
“Sorry, you should have seen your face. You can spank me later.”
“Damn right,” he said with a weak laugh.
She slid up on top of his body and claimed a kiss as she rubbed herself against him, he couldn’t help but respond and he moaned in pleasure as her still wet labia parted and ran along his growing shaft as her kiss deepened.
She broke the kiss and smiled a bit naughtily as she raised up on her knees, grabbed his shaft, and slowly lowered herself down on him, impaling herself. She put her hands on his chest as their bodies met, and her core rippled around him as she sighed in pleasure and just sat there, wantonly enjoying the sensations of their joining without moving.
“I like her, always have. Do you love her?”
Did he love her?
“Not yet, but I care about her very much, and I desire her. Enough to want to see if it would work, I want her to be a part of the family.”
She ground down just a little and gasped, “Why?”
His cock jumped and he pushed up as she expertly tightened around him, and the ground her body in a way that milked his hard length and drew out a gasp of pleasure. Her double D breasts swayed in his face as her hands moved over his chest and rock hard stomach. She looked so erotically beautiful, like a goddess riding him, and his heart felt overfull, just like his painfully hard cock.
“Is this a spy technique to extract information?” he asked playfully.
She giggled, which did interesting and incredibly amazing things down below that drew another gasp from him.
“Absolutely, I plan to use this interrogation technique quite often on you, for the rest of our lives in fact, now answer the question my love.”
He reached up and teased the bottoms and sides of her breasts, and then thumbed her nipples as she continued to grind down on him, and his brain was scrambled with pleasure, desire, and not a little awe at his human mate. She was… stunning, and the love he held for her just made their physical love making that much better. He couldn’t really think straight, so he just thought about Dahlia as best he could and started talking.
“She’s fiercely loyal, and already feels like a part of the family save our bed. She is both a consummate warrior, yet fun-loving, kind, and even gentle with those she counts as her friends. We also have a lot of chemistry between us, and I care about her as much as I’m attracted to her.”
She asked, “Why do you look guilty?”
He sighed, “Because I’m thinking about another woman while loving you, which seems wrong, even if you’re the one that made me do it. Fuck Nadia, you feel so good,” and he pinched her nipples drawing a gasp from her.
She started to rock her hips and bounce as her nails dug into his chest, her face a study in rapture as she rode him hard and fast. Her breasts were mesmerizing as they bounced and heaved in his hands as she arched her back and cried out in pleasure.
He moaned as she tightened around him, and her pussy convulsed around his sensitive flesh. His eyes were lost in her green ones, as she came undone above him, and he lowered his hands from her breasts to her waist to hold her above him as she lost control of her body. He pulled her down against him, and then rolled so he was on top in the missionary position.
She arched her back and rocked her hips up as he started to thrust down, their bodies met with a hard slap as she gasped and shook in pleasure. Her toned legs wrapped around him to give her more leverage, and he started to plunge into her fast and hard, the soft velvety liquid friction of her body which surrounded his hard thick sex felt so good he was lost in it. Nothing else existed but her body, her green eyes, and their mixed breaths as he drowned in their intense shared pleasure.
She said breathlessly, “Fuck, Mike, I’m going to…”
She fell over into ecstasy again, and he found himself unable to hold back any more. Her convulsing sex, trembling body, and the look of ecstasy on her beautiful and beloved countenance pushed him over the edge.
His balls tightened, and his cock expanded as his mind and body were overcome by pleasure. He managed to bury himself as he filled her convulsing and milking pussy. Their eyes locked as they rode the wave of intense pleasure together. As they came down, he was able to roll and collapse on the bed, instead of on her, and he pulled her against him.
“Nadia,” he whispered in low voice before he claimed her lips with a butterfly kiss, filled with all the pleasure and love they shared. He was more than a little lost in her eyes, and her presence. Her eyes were bright and twinkling with emotion, and he found himself falling even deeper in love with the woman in his arms. They just lay there for a while, as they caught their breath.
Nadia said, “I don’t have a problem with it, if no one else does. I just wanted to be sure of your motivations.”
“Huh?” he asked, sounding confused.
Nadia giggled, “Dahlia.”
His eyes widened, he’d actually forgotten about their conversation at the beginning of their romp, he was way too much under her spell. He was part A.I. though, he’d have remembered once his thoughts returned to order.
“Motivations?”
Nadia kissed him.
“Yes, she left her world to be an ambassador, partly with you and by extension Mars, and partly to tag along to get with others. She also left her world behind and all the Mirosian mates she could have chosen, she obviously has her eye on you, and only you. I’ve actually been expecting this conversation. I wanted to make sure you really wanted this, and it wasn’t just…” she trailed off, uncertain how to say it.
“Wasn’t just what?” he asked.
She sighed, “Don’t take this the wrong way, but… You’re a great guy Mike, and I love and adore you, but you’re still a guy… and I worried you might take her simply because she was there, available, and cared about you. Not to mention, she’s sexy as hell, and gorgeous. Sorry, is that insulting?”
He asked, “So basically, you thought I might have taken her because I didn’t want to disappoint a friend, and to get in the hot chick’s pants?”
She made a face, “The way you just said that makes it sound bad. I know you’re not like most men, and I trust you, but…”
He laughed
, “But you also wanted to guard my heart, and the integrity of our family. You also think I’m a bit naïve.”
She giggled, “Of course you’re naïve, you practically worship me, and I have to say I’m not all that great.”
He shook his head, “What’s this practically part about? I do worship you, and you are infinitely precious to me.”
Then he laughed.
She smirked, “So yes on Dahlia, I really like her too, and for all the same reasons. She already fits in the family, adding her to our bed almost seems like an afterthought, do you know what I mean? Have you asked Alyndra yet?”
He nodded, “I do know what you mean. No I haven’t asked Alyndra, she’s next.”
She sighed, “I suppose we should go get Chrystal and Alyndra. It’s getting late.”
He kissed her softly, languorously, and pulled her against him gently.
“Not just yet.”
She raised an eyebrow.
He grinned, “I’m not done worshipping you yet.”
Then he started to kiss down her neck, and onto her body…
Chapter Eighteen
He woke from his offline state to the scent of coffee, and to the sensation of his hair being gently played with. He opened his eyes and looked up at Alyndra’s unexpressive face. He felt contentment, love, and a serenity of spirit that took his breath away.
The reason it took his breath away, was that it wasn’t his own emotions he was feeling. Or rather, not just his emotions, because he did feel love for Alyndra. He sat up and grabbed the coffee.
“Thanks Alyndra.”
Her face didn’t change, but he felt happy, and it wasn’t his happiness.
He turned and looked at Chrystal, who had a smug look on her face, and he raised an eyebrow.