Supers - Ex Gods 2: A Superhero Harem Space Opera

by Jamie Hawke

  “Now?” Sacrada said, her voice a low whisper.

  “Wait until I give you the signal,” Navani said, waving her off, and then pushing me back to straddle me. “It’ll work best when his hype is at its fullest.”

  Sacrada grumbled something, but when I glanced over, she was in the corner, hand between her legs in a way that she must’ve thought I couldn’t see. Thankfully I could, because that sight brought my excitement level up a few more notches. Threed was behind Navani, rubbing her breasts, while Navani—looking slightly uncomfortable with that situation—lowered herself onto me and started grinding away.

  A second later her eyes went wide and she yelped, and I looked back to see that, apparently, Threed had stuck a finger in her ass and was moving her hips as if fucking her. Navani looked to me for help, but I just smiled and grabbed her hips before pressing my lips to hers. After a brief kiss, I whispered into her ear, “Hey, whatever it takes, right?”

  “Oh, you’re going to get yours,” she whispered back to me, then yelped again, then again. Threed was loving it, and Sacrada was staring in horror.

  “Almost there,” a voice said from outside the doors. It sounded like Nyoka. “Maybe hurry it up?”

  “She’s right,” Navani said, and then swatted Threed’s hand away, gritting her teeth as the finger left her ass. “Who are we trying to please here, Threed?” Before I could protest, she’d rolled me over so that I was riding her, and took me for a long kiss.

  I nearly forgot what had just happened, until I heard Threed’s laugh and then felt something near my ass. Only, it wasn’t her finger. Her tongue was on my balls, her nose right up in my ass, and then—as I was banging away, she grabbed my ass cheeks, spread them, and went full-on toss the salad mode on me.

  That was never something I’d thought I would want or enjoy, but as I thrust forward and my cock went entirely into Navani and she yelped in pleasure and pain, an entirely new sensation coursed through me. Without having to move my hips at all, my entire body tensed up, all muscles clenching at once, and tingling spread from my ass, throbbing through my cock until I felt one of the most intense orgasms of my life. Just then Threed pulled back and instead thrust her finger in and I wanted to scream at the odd feeling, but came again, and that’s when Navani waved her hand.

  For a moment I didn’t know why she was waving. I’d completely forgotten what we were doing here, but then she and Threed had rolled aside and I was left there in a state of bliss and confusion as the heat hit me.

  Searing, scolding, impossible heat. It was contained, sure, enough to not burn the others or take down our craft. But as far as I was concerned, the entire universe had just been consumed in hellfire.

  I whimpered, collapsed to the floor and curled up into a ball as she hit me with her sun burst again, and then the strangest thing happened—I came again, right there, all over the floor.

  When it was done, Threed stepped over to me and laughed. “Holy shit, our boy here’s into the pain stuff.”

  “Is that some twisted version of BDSM?” Navani asked.

  “I’d say so. But the masochism part.”

  I turned, the pain gone but not the memory of it, and pulled myself to my feet. My legs were shaking, my dick swollen.

  “For the record,” I said, “no, I didn’t enjoy that. But… doesn’t mean my body didn’t.”

  The two laughed, but Sacrada was staring at us like we were insane. “I’m… going to go wash up,” she said. “I wasn’t even in there with you three and I feel nasty. Also, someone might want to get the floor.”

  A glance back and I cringed, about to volunteer for it when Threed blinked and made a replica.

  “Don’t worry, she’s got it,” Threed said, and then headed for the door as the replica started wiping up the cum with her bare hands.

  “You ready?” Navani asked me.

  I turned to take her in, standing there all sexy as hell and still nude. “For round two?”

  She laughed, shaking her head. “To try to take on the Nihilist fleet.”

  “At this point, I’m not sure which would be scarier,” I admitted, only half joking. With a stretch and deep breath, I felt the power surging in me, knew I was as ready as could be.

  “Good, let’s get you to the amplifier and hope this works.”

  11

  The amplifier was a strange room in the underbelly of the ship. According to Navani, it was a sort of replica of the crystals on the dais of the Citadel, a sight which I’d only caught very briefly and therefore didn’t remember much of. Here, the floor curved down like the bottom of a bubble, and at the center of the ceiling was a spire made up of a series of crystals in a way that reminded me of stalactites in the caves back home.

  She directed me to stand in the middle of the bubble, directly beneath the crystals, and to focus on my temporary sunburst powers the moment she said so.

  “How do I know what I’m shooting at?” I asked.

  A smile spread across her face and she gestured to the floor. At that moment it lit up, then faded as if disappearing. It formed a display of our surroundings, and when I focused on specific locations, it could even zoom in on them.

  The darkness that was the Nihilist ships formed ahead of us, as if we were riding directly into a black hole.

  “On my mark,” Navani said, and then turned to return to the bridge.

  I was left there wondering how the hell this was all going to work, while still thinking about how Sacrada had stood there watching us, even touching herself if I wasn’t mistaken. If we fucked this up, that could’ve been one of my last living moments. What a high to go out on!

  “All set up?” Navani asked over the comms.

  “You know I am.”

  “How’s that ass feeling?” Threed chimed in, pausing for laughter or something. There was only silence. “Ah, too soon? Not the right crowd?”

  “I’m ready when you are, Navani,” I said, purposefully changing the subject.

  “Cold,” Threed said.

  “I don’t want to know what’s going on,” the Blue Lady said, and I felt like she was my mom, about to scold us. “Just focus on getting us through this. Can we do that?”

  “Yes,” I said, and heard Threed mumbling something.

  Out of nowhere, I saw our shields flickering like crazy in my bubble display. A burst sent our ship rocking and I had to steady myself.

  “What’s happening?!” I demanded.

  “It’s go time baby,” Navani shouted. “Full attack, but aim straight and down. That’s where we’re heading, and we need a path.”

  “I’ll see what I can do,” I replied and reached down deep to focus on my newly acquired powers. Maybe it was the amplifier, maybe it was the fact that my powers were related to intimacy and I’d had the craziest orgasm ever—whatever it was, the explosive blast that followed blew my mind.

  The heat came first, then a barrage of red and yellow as the sunburst exploded out. It was one thing in there, but the moment the amplifier redirected it to not hurt the ship and instead took it and sent it toward the enemy, I had to avert my gaze. From what I saw, the entire area exploded in light and fire, tearing through the darkness to the extent that we could even see the outlines of ships around us, even if they weren’t quite there.

  Not wanting to take any chances, I sent another, then another, until finally Navani’s voice came back over the comms.

  “Hold on there, hero,” she said. “Now try blasting the opposite way to give us extra compulsion.”

  I didn’t bother to question, just turned and shot out, at the same time as the ship’s thrusters kicked on.

  As we were thrust forward, instead of darkness I started to see the chaos that had resulted from my attack. This wasn’t darkness moving out of our way, but actual ships torn apart, bodies and body parts floating among debris. There was so much more darkness, this had to be only a small part of their assault forcee, but even then it was overwhelming.

  “We need more!” Navani sai
d, and when I turned, I could see the incoming darkness and faint outlines of ships in the midst of it, closing in fast. A moment later Navani appeared again, poking her head in through the entrance. “Give us another burst, then switch with me.”

  “What? Why?”

  “We’re going to need all the shields we can get.”

  I nodded, then waited for her to close the door. Channeling my powers, I thrust out again, pushing outward and to our rear, the darkness faded fast, but then the barrage of attacks came. Navani pushed in and was telling me to get out so she could focus, and now it was her turn. She was turning left and right throwing up shields, the power of the amplifier causing great walls of light to form in space around our ship on the sides and rear as we propelled forward.

  “That’s how we do it!” Threed said through the comms with a loud “Whoop!”

  “Good work,” the Blue Lady’s voice came next, as I moved back up to the bridge. From here I could better see the Citadel—the odd, metallic planet with pointed buildings I’d only seen briefly before.

  It was clear that we’d made it, though. My powers had cleared the path, Navani’s had set up the shields to keep our ship intact. Or so I thought, until a shot hit us so hard that we started rocking back and forth and I thought for sure we were gonners. Another shot showed up on the screen and we all braced, knowing this could be it.

  Suddenly a field of energy appeared in front of us, massive and expanding around the Citadel, and then flashed as we went through. The shot hit the field and vanished.

  We were through, past the energy field that the Elders had sacrificed to make, and which was now keeping out the enemy. Navani appeared a moment later, the blue in her eyes almost faded so that they had a sky-blue color going on, and her skin paler than I had ever seen it before.

  “That was close,” she said.

  Threed let out a laugh and then ran and grabbed her in a hug, before motioning me over. I held up my hands.

  “As long as you keep your fingers where we can see them,” I said.

  Navani squirmed out of the hug, uncomfortable at that. “Too soon,” she said, but allowed a laugh. “I think it’ll always be too soon.”

  “Bullshit,” Threed said, standing there with her finger up like a gun. “You were both into it.”

  “Maybe save this conversation for another time,” Sacrada said, shaking her head and indicating the platform where the ship was taking us. “We have work to do.”

  We docked and emerged, each of us pausing on the ramp to gape in awe.

  “This is what she did for us,” Navani said, turning to look up at the energy field we’d passed through. “If not for her, this place would’ve fallen already, and you and your brother—along with others Xin has called upon—never would’ve been possible.”

  “Who are we talking about here?” I asked. “What ‘she’?”

  “The one you saw when you first arrived, the day I got you. The one the enemy had begun calling ‘Death Girl.’ She was called upon to go out to the invading force and destroy as many as she could, essentially harvesting their energy to strengthen the Citadel.”

  I frowned as I tried to understand, but without the missing pieces, moved on, turning to the large, partially glowing statues that surrounded us. While last time we’d been here they were beaming, now the light had nearly faded from the central dais and surrounding images. “And these were the Elders, the ones who sacrificed themselves.”

  “If they were so powerful,” Threed said, “why couldn’t they have just combined forces to fight off the invasion?”

  “That’s what they did, essentially,” Navani countered. “For years they fought, for years they were merely able to hold them at bay. That’s when the enemy grew smart and realized they could turn some of us against ourselves—in comes Ranger and his minions. The Elders were left to flee and leave the Citadel to the enemy, or sacrifice themselves for everything that has come to pass.”

  “How long will it hold?” Sacrada asked.

  “Hopefully, until we have the new Elders reunited and the chosen protector is born.”

  Sacrada rolled her eyes at that, but glanced my way, curious. “You like that, D? All of this responsibility on your shoulders?”

  “I try not to think about it,” I countered.

  “Good luck with that. Hell, most guys wouldn’t be able to get it up with all that weighing on them. Talk about performance anxiety.”

  “Trust me,” Threed said, walking over to my side and glaring at her, “he has no problems in that department. Or don’t trust me and find out for yourself. Otherwise, shut the fuck up.”

  “Gotta say, I agree with her on this one,” Sakurai said with a shrug.

  The Blue Lady gave us a disdainful look and turned to Navani. “Come, let’s make progress while the horny teens bicker.”

  Navani chuckled but went with her. Nyoka followed them into the back chambers, leaving me with Sacrada, Sakurai, and Threed.

  “Show them,” Threed said, hands on hips and glaring at Sacrada.

  “Excuse me?” Sacrada looked around at us, confused.

  “Not you,” Threed replied, then motioned to me, and made a motion with her finger, going from limp to erect. “Drew here. I want you to see what you’re missing out on.”

  “Oh, by Oram.” Sacrada rolled her eyes, but didn’t look away. In fact, her eyes actually met mine and she arched an eyebrow.

  “I’m not doing that here,” I protested, looking first at the elders, and then the energy field above us. Occasionally it would light up from hidden enemy attacks.

  “D, it’s not a big deal,” Threed said, then stepped over to me to start undoing my pants.

  I swatted her hands away.

  “Not a big deal,” Sacrada repeated the words with a chuckle.

  “Oh, it’s big,” Threed said, getting mad now. “Come on, show her. You’re both starting to piss me off.”

  “Personally, my curiosity is piqued,” Sakurai said, and she ran her tongue gently across her upper lip.

  “Um…” I ran a hand over my shaved head, then turned to Threed and frowned, trying to figure out the best move here. “This isn’t exactly setting the mood, you know?”

  “You need to be wined and dined now?” She laughed, her mismatched eyes taunting me. “You want Sacrada to get in on this, you gotta show her what she’s missing. Now drop trow and show it off.”

  “She’s seen it, you know this,” I protested.

  “Still…” Threed grinned.

  “He’s right though,” Sacrada interjected. “As much as you might be seduced merely by the sight of it, that’s not my style. Tell you what though, if my sister here’s serious, I’ll go check on the others and say you three went for a tour.

  “Seriously?” Sakurai said.

  “Mostly because I’m hoping it’ll stop making you act like you’re in heat. It’s getting old.”

  “Might make it worse,” Sakurai said. “Might make the cravings take over.”

  Sacrada rolled her eyes and started walking. “Just get it over with. I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to stall them.”

  “You’re not at all curious?” Threed called after her. “Come on, at least have a taste. Just one lick!” Her laughter filled the hall, and when she turned her crazy gaze on me, I kind of wanted to run off, too.

  Then again, when the look faded to one of lust and she put her hand on her hip, guiding my thoughts south, I remembered my mission. Yes, the timing was horrible. Yes, this was awkward as shit. But damn, she was hot in that total freak way. And then there was Sakurai, biting her lip and standing there in her miniskirt.

  “Are we seriously doing this?” Sakurai asked.

  Threed simply nodded and pointed behind us. “There. Now.”

  She walked past, not even waiting.

  “I don’t think Navani would be against it,” I pointed out. “Considering how she’s the one behind this whole idea.”

  “True. And my sister has finally stepped
aside, which was mostly what was holding me back.”

  “Yeah?”

  Sakurai approached, then stopped directly in front of me, arms folded. “To be fair, I think she has actually seen it, and was impressed.”

  True, and she’d even kissed me later, and flirted a bit, telling me I had to earn her “angelic pussy.” The fact that it still hadn’t happened kind of surprised me, but I had a feeling her sister being with us now was slowing things down in a way. For Sacrada, it had to be special, she had to feel worshipped. Navani seemed to want to keep it semi-casual, while Threed thought my dick was a toy she could play with whenever she wanted.

  “Go on then.” Sacrada nodded after Threed. “I’m the only one here who hasn’t seen it. You think that’s fair?”

  “Not counting our two new guests,” I pointed out.

  “Ah, right. Not counting them.” She frowned. “You stalling?”

  I motioned for her to go ahead, and was glad I did. Watching her skirt bounce as she walked ahead helped set the mood. But when I entered a back room to find Threed with her outfit already half off, I started to actually feel the anxiety press down on me. We seemed to be in a waiting room, as there were statues of old heroes, along with a couple couches. Sakurai took a seat on the couch next to Threed and leaned back.

  “Drop trow,” Threed said, repeating the words from earlier. “Stop stalling.”

  I reached down, about to, but it wasn’t hard yet. With the two of them staring at me and all of the talk, as aroused as I felt, or at least as aroused as I knew I was supposed to be, the little guy wasn’t getting the message.

  “Maybe you two could find a way to… you know,” I said.

  “Get you there?” Threed asked, then turned to Sakurai, grinning as her hand moved for the woman’s leg.

  Sakurai took it, gently, and placed it back on Threed’s own. “Sorry, honey, not my thing.”

  “She’s not playing nice,” Threed said with a shrug my way.

  “It doesn’t need to be hard to get started,” Sakurai said. “You don’t think I’ve seen my share of limpies?”