Born to Be Mine

by Lexa Luthor

  Carrying Charlie, Kal slipped between a few pieces of equipment, then slowed down.

  Charlie felt her back press into cool leather. There was a bench between Kal's legs that connected to a vertical back that Kal had Charlie pressed against. She gasped when Kal lifted one of her legs over her shoulder. Without instruction, Charlie lifted her right leg against Kal, then placed her hands against Kal's biceps, latching onto them for support. But Kal freed her right hand and reached down to her shorts.

  Lifting her head, Charlie watched the shorts slip down enough and allowed Kal's stiff penis to spring free. She whimpered at the swollen head that brushed near her clit, teasing her. When Kal's hand went back to her hip, she held on again and arched her back in want. She was dripping and turned on since the moment she first saw Kal working out.

  Rocking her hips, Kal rubbed the underside of her cock between the slick warmth and growled deep and long. For a tick, she seemed to forget that time was short this morning and massaged Charlie's clit with her cock. But the shift was instant, her hips going back farther, then she nudged the head against Charlie's entrance.

  "Fuck," Charlie hissed, rolling her hips to spread her wetness over the head kissing her opening. "Fuck me, krafka."

  Kal leaned forward but only a little, causing the head to spread Charlie's entrance open. Barring her teeth, she demanded, "Did you think I was fucking someone else in here?"

  Charlie was red with guilt and remembered the fiery jealousy in her gut when she heard Kal's grunts. Her tied tongue prompted Kal's snarl.

  "Tell me," Kal ordered. She moved her hips just enough to cause the head of her cock to rock in and out of Charlie. "Or I stop."

  "Ja!" Charlie was panting and clung to Kal's biceps, desperate to be filled. "Ja," she whispered with a hint of regret. "I heard you grunting and thought the worst because you could have anyone."

  Kal remained still and silent, then growled and plunged half her cock into Charlie, cutting away the separation between them. She bent forward, as far as possible, and hissed, "I could." She was inches from Charlie's face, eyes bright with fire, and half buried in Charlie. "But you are the only one I will have." She pushed her cock deeper, grunting like she had earlier this morning. "Again and again."

  Charlie clawed the biceps under her hands and whimpered at the Alpha's promise. She wanted to voice her agreement, but her throat was swollen with emotions. She managed a nod and cried out when Kal drew her cock out, then pushed in again. Finally the rhythmic fucking started, and she dropped her head back on the board. Kal's throbbing length drove in and out of her wet, clenching muscles. Heat and pressure built up through her entire body, making her gasp and tremble. Kal's grunts grew louder and sent shocks up Charlie's stomach.

  Kal snarled and continued to rut into her lover, more Alpha than ruler. She forced her hips faster, causing Charlie to scream louder, unrestrained with pleasure.

  As spasms started in her gut, Charlie felt the passion constrict in her chest and heat buzzed in her head. She was close and wanted more than just one orgasm, even if Kal was pressed for time. She clawed her lover's biceps, lifted her head, and through clenched teeth, she demanded, "Don't stop!" Her lover's dark eyes were wild and determined, like her ramming hips. The next thrust sent Charlie over the edge, but the Alpha kept pace as promised. She could feel the shaking in Kal, who was close to her own limit.

  Glancing down, Charlie noticed the knot at the base of Kal's penis, but it had shrunk enough to make Charlie wonder if she could handle it. But taking it in would mix their scents and cause a permanent change that every Kalmar would smell on them. Clenching her lips between her teeth, she dropped her head against the bench and gasped before crying out again.

  "I'm going to fercher," Kal said between grunts. Her shaking body grew tenser with each thrust, so close to climaxing. After a furious snarl, she rammed her cock in deeper, sparking pleasure up Charlie's spine.

  Charlie trembled as the second orgasm wracked her body. She then sensed Kal pulling out far too soon, and she hissed in both displeasure and pain. "Don't," she snapped and dug her nails into taut muscles.

  "I'm about to—"

  "I don't care," Charlie snarled, a death threat written on her face. She sucked in the next breath when Kal's cock buried back in her. Then she groaned at feeling the hot quima rushing inside her, taking away the tiniest bits of separation between them. Charlie whimpered and dropped her head against the bench, relaxing her body into the aftershocks. She felt the quima moving out of her, reminding them of their lack of union.

  Kal was panting but still held up Charlie without weakness. She gently rocked her hips, massaging the head of her cock against Charlie's inner walls. They moaned and whimpered together, savoring the sensation. After a minute, she stopped and adjusted an arm under Charlie's ass while the other went behind Charlie, lifting her off the board. "I have to get ready."

  Charlie's inner walls were clamped on Kal's cock, smaller spasms carrying through her body. "I know." She had help lowering her shaky legs, wrapping them around Kal's stomach and back.

  Kal took Charlie away from the equipment and carried her across the room, opposite direction of the fireplace with Charlie's clothes.

  Twisting her head around, Charlie noticed an opening in the stone wall. They entered it to reveal a private bathroom space. To her right was a walk-in shower with an overhead rain shower head. On the left was a frosted, full-length glass window and a toilet tucked in front of it, then a sink with Kal's folded clothes on the counter. She was awed by the niche of a bathroom, and it was enough room for them.

  Pressing Charlie's back into the chilly stone tile, Kal stretched her arm and turned on the overhead rain shower that took a minute to warm. "Are you going to let go of me now?" She raised an eyebrow and peered down at their joined bodies.

  Flushed again, Charlie tested her body and pulled away from Kal's cock, groaning at the loss. She unwrapped her legs but relied on Kal to help her stand.

  Kal groaned while freeing herself from Charlie, who held on as she stood again.

  Charlie's legs were sore and so was the rest of her after being stretched and fucked so well. She loved the feeling and stayed close to Kal. "That'll hold me over until my payment is due." She traced her fingertips along the distinct lines on Kal's stomach, then peered up with a wicked smile.

  After a grunt, Kal turned and shifted to the other wall, reaching for the shampoo bar, but she hesitated when Charlie encircled her waist and pressed into her back. For a minute, she remained stiff and seemed unsure about being held for the first time. After a deep breath, Kal relaxed against Charlie and rumbled from a few soft kisses on her back. She turned around, broke the contact, and held out the shampoo.

  Charlie accepted the bar and smiled. Together, they showered faster than normal and hurried to get into their clothes after drying off with towels. Charlie was tying her boots next to the fireplace when Kal exited the bathroom in her regular attire. She paused and stared at her lover from across the room.

  Kal grabbed her long jacket from the hook near the entrance and shrugged it on while walking over to Charlie. "I must go. I have a meeting with three Jerothian engineers."

  Snaring her jacket from the chair, Charlie put it on but didn't zipper it. "Really?" She pulled her wet hair out from between her jacket and shirt. "What is it about?"

  Kal pivoted and waited for Charlie to go first. "I am considering an electric monorail train between the capitals."

  Charlie's jaw went slack, and she stared at Kal for a moment. "That would be amazing."

  "It will be a major undertaking," Kal said, following Charlie to the open door to the hallway. "But if the rumors of the Sworne are true, then the project will have to be put on hold."

  Charlie combed her damp hair as they went down the hallway. She considered the technology changes for Kander and how much Kal was investing into it. It was well-known throughout the galaxy that the Kalmar had money stocked away due to th
eir resources and frugal nature. If Kal was willing to sell or trade darakar to other races in the galaxy, then the planet's fortunes were heavy. "I guess we'll find out." She tucked her hands into her jacket pockets and turned when Kal stopped by the sealed office doors. "I should receive word today about the ship's location."

  "Tomorrow we will discuss the soldiers that'll be joining you on the mission." Kal grabbed the nearest handle, but remained still. "You will also meet them."

  Charlie conceded rather than meeting them minutes before they all boarded a ship together. "Roger that." She grinned when Kal narrowed her eyes at the jargon. "Ja." She should have left, but the string around her heart pulled her forward into Kal's space.

  Kal responded and met her lover halfway, bending down to met Charlie for a soft kiss. But she didn't linger long, so that their scents wouldn't stick to each other.

  Charlie entered the lift and blew out a shaky breath while she closed the gate. Getting fucked this morning had been unplanned but exciting and what she needed today. Even now, her sex was pleasantly sore and left her in a good mood. Once she was off the lift, she exited the Great Tower and located Andren, who was smirking.

  "You said thirty minutes at the most," Andren chided, taking Charlie's side during their walk on the pathway across the lawn.

  Charlie scratched her neck, then zipped her jacket to ward off the cold. "We got into a heated conversation."

  Andren responded with a rumble and remained quiet, but amusement was written all over her face.

  Charlie rolled her eyes, then took stock of Andren's new attire. She grinned at the change because it meant that Kal took their compromise seriously. "I like the hat."

  Andren adjusted the black beanie style hat and grunted at the comment. She also wore a heavy, plain black coat that went just past her waist. It appeared old with its frayed edges and few sewn patches. Her pants were similar to the coat, but weren't as tight as her soldier attire. Andren also didn't carry her spear or laser rifle, but Charlie assumed there were laser handguns hidden somewhere. She also noticed the sword on Andren's left side.

  With Andren now dressing and acting like a civilian, the rest of their walk was quiet because the citizens ignored them. As they neared Raine's stall, Charlie fidgeted with her wet hair until she came to an abrupt stop.

  Andren faltered and asked, "What's wrong?"

  "My hair. It's wet and Raine is going to notice it." She looked toward the stall and saw her friend and Chris talking to a patron. "She'll ask me why." Her gut tightened to the point that she took a step back, and an alarm sounded in her head. She was about to turn away until Andren gripped her shoulder.

  "Here." Andren pulled off her hat and held it out to Charlie. "Just wear this and tell her you were cold."

  "But—"

  "Just do it." Andren shoved the hat into Charlie's chest. "Come on."

  Charlie twisted up her hair and put the beanie on. "Tah. You're a lifesaver."

  "Oh now I am," Andren said, a glint in her eyes.

  Charlie sighed and tossed a glare at Andren, but she smiled thinking of their healed friendship, which had grown deeper now that they were both honest and open about Charlie's relationship with Kal. As she neared Raine, her sister, her smile cracked and a pang of regret chewed away at her brief happiness.

  I wish I could share this with her too.

  Chapter 8

  Charlie checked the time on the techbit and sighed loudly enough for Raine to give her a look. "He should be here by now." She continued to pace but paused when she felt like someone was watching her.

  Raine was huddled against the side of the old windmill, staying out of the chilly wind. "Well, Kal said they detected the ship outside the solar system, right?"

  "Ja," Charlie replied, her tone distant. Something earlier had tickled her senses, and she continued scanning the forest on the other side of the creek next to the windmill. Not finding anything, she sighed and gazed up at the skies, expecting to see the new ship any tick. She looked over at Andren, who was walking around and snacking on jerky.

  "What's this guy's name again?" Raine asked.

  "His name is Sres," Charlie replied and popped the collar of her leather jacket. With her arms crossed for warmth, she did her best to ignore the cold. "Have you met a Gyr before?"

  Raine shook her head and looked over at Andren, who had rejoined them.

  "They look like a dragon or lizard," Charlie said. "Sres has this cool mohawk fin over the crest of his head."

  Raine grew wide eye and grinned. "Do they talk with a hiss?"

  Charlie mirrored the smirk and nodded. "Ja, it can get a little hard to understand them at times."

  "How do you know Sres?" Andren asked.

  "I bought the Pacifica off him. He was recommended to me by another merc." Charlie gazed up at the sky and thought back to the first time she'd met Sres. "He sells and trades large equipment, mostly used stuff." She had also made another purchase from Sres, piggybacking off the sale of the ship to get a discount. "I'll do the talking when he gets here."

  "Well, you're the only one that can speak Jero," Raine reminded.

  Charlie shrugged and said, "True." Then a boom drew her attention upward to the distant but reflective metal. "I think that's him."

  Andren and Raine stepped away from the windmill and looked up into the blue sky. But they all were forced to take shelter next to the building as the winds kicked up more from the ship's arrival. They cursed and ducked around the other side when it became too strong. After everything settled and the engines went silent, Charlie came around the side first.

  The massive ship was a single haul vessel with four streamline engines on either side that continued humming even after they were shut down. The sunlight reflected off the ship's mirror-like finish as they neared it. At the stern a large door unlocked and started to lower, but the lift was empty.

  Charlie made her way inside, then smiled upon seeing the single shuttle inside the bay. "Come on," she yelled back to Andren and Raine as she approached the shuttle and ran her hand along its side. "Hey, Sres."

  Sres wore all black leather and revealed a toothy smile upon seeing Charlie. "I guessss I found the right planet, then." He walked over and held out his arm, shaking her hand once before he yanked Charlie into a one-arm hug. "It'sss good to see you again." He then took notice of the others behind Charlie and hooked his clawed fingers on the upper part of his vest.

  "These are my friends." Charlie turned to them and indicated them each. "This is Raine and Andren. They don't really speak Jero."

  Sres nodded, then shook hands and traded smiles with Raine and Andren. He turned to Charlie and asked, "Did you look over the inspection report for the ship?"

  "Yes." Charlie had spent this morning going over it with Kal, ensuring that Kal was comfortable with what she was purchasing from Sres. They had plans to meet again this afternoon, despite Charlie's attempt to have Kal join her for the tour of the new ship. But Kal insisted that her presence would only spark gossip about Kander purchasing the ship rather Charlie. "Tour then?"

  Sres's thin lips pulled back, revealing his razor teeth again. "Yesss." He turned toward the shuttle bay's great expanse and said, "We can start here." He pointed at the shuttle and went over the details about it. "You have room for another shuttle, smaller though."

  Charlie nodded and started to follow Sres through the bay to the main door that led to the ship's belly. She glanced back at Andren and Raine. "Sres is going to show us around."

  "Can't wait," Raine whispered while her head pivoted in every direction, taking in all the interior details.

  Charlie grinned and passed the open door into the first hall that she suspected was the berthing area.

  Sres was walking slowly but talking much faster. "So the ship hasss two decksss. It'sss a hundred ten vitesss in length, twenty vitesss beam, and about thirty-two vitesss tall."

  "There's four cabins plus a captain's quarters, right?"
Charlie wanted to be certain that the ship had enough room for everyone.

  "Yesss, there'sss four cabinsss with four bunksss per cabin. There'sss two quartersss—one for the captain and one for a first mate." Sres paused by a sealed door, rapped on it twice, and entered the room after it opened up. "Here isss a berth."

  Charlie took in the berth, which was plenty wide and tall for an Alpha. The bunk beds appeared to be large enough to handle an Alpha's bigger stature.

  "Head isss in the next door."

  Poking her head in, Charlie saw the sink, stand-up shower, and toilet. "All the berths are like this?" She slipped past her friends, who were inspecting the room too.

  "Yesss." Sres waited by the door. "There is enough room for eighteen to twenty people," he said, stepping out of the room into the hall. "I'll show you the messss, storeroomsss, and galley next, then the engine roomsss, ammunition compartment, hold, citadel, garden, and we'll end at the bridge."

  Charlie and her friends continued the tour with Sres, covering the entire ship from aft to bow. After leaving the garden, they entered the bridge last, which was larger than the Pacifica's own. The bridge had five seats—one each for the pilot and co-pilot, then three more chairs behind them on an upper level. The ship was designed for the pilot and captain to be separate roles, depending on the owner's desires.

  Sitting in the pilot's seat, Charlie looked over the navigation system; she could tell the AI was advanced enough that the ship could be flown by one person. Such newer technology wasn't original to the ship but had been upgraded at some point. Overall, she was pleased with it and swiveled the chair into Sres's direction.

  "So?"

  Charlie smiled and folded her hands in her lap. "I'll take it." Or rather Kal will take it. "But not for the full two thou, Sres." She saw his features twist with annoyance. "You know I won't pay full price."