Cutlass Sharpened

by H. Lee Morgan, Jr

  “Oliver and I may be of different species, but we know our true mate’s scent and cannot resist it.” Sparky said just as another mind surged along the pathway they shared.

  Rose’s gentle and motherly voice thought “Do not be ashamed, Little One. I felt Oliver’s connection to you and my mate and I decided to gently prod you to see what we do. Sparky’s worry for you blinded him to how your scent changed, but when I came by I knew right away he was your true mate, not the one jealous of the bond you share with what is mine. I’m grateful you took our advice the day Oliver captured you in the training room. If you hadn’t listened and taken the outing he planned, you would not have been happy and found the future father of your hatchlings.”

  “I learned a long time ago never to go against what you say, Rose. If not for my nanites and immortality I’d still have the scars from where you bit me.”

  “I warned you not to go near those flowers and saved your life. You are a stubborn and foolish hatchling, but then again, so was my mate when he was your age.”

  “Do not make me seem lower, Rose or I won’t scratch your scales they way you like.” Sparky teased.

  “Oh? If you are serious then maybe you should stay out of our nest for a few days.”

  “Bah! You will hate being alone without me to keep you warm.”

  “Listen, you two can banter privately and I don’t need to see what you’re planning Sparky. I’ve got a long day ahead and a morning surprise I’m not going to slip by. I keep my thoughts to myself and you do likewise. Deal?”

  “Just enjoy yourself for now. Soon I want your hatchlings to dote on.” He smugly insinuated.

  “Screw you, Lizard. I’m not getting pregnant anytime soon. I’m going to enjoy being a woman before becoming a mother. Maybe in sixty years will I decide.”

  “Many have thought like that.” Rose commented. “So did I many hundreds of years ago, but soon you will find yourself longing to bare the offspring of the male who keeps you safe and most of all… happy. Sex will always be great, but before you even realize it all you will think about is making your male a father. I will not push it on you. I do not need to. Sparky and I know the true nature you hide from others. Your mate senses it too. We will leave now so your relationship will bloom. We just wanted to wish you congratulations. We will see you soon.”

  The pressure on Renee’s mind slackened till all she felt was the separate emotions of Sparky.

  Renee though returned to her other plan she was having before being interrupted and moved the sheet down off them both and sat up. She marveled at the man sprawled out and the sleeping face of her new lover. She stared for several minutes in the brightening penthouse before moving without disturbing him with a wolfish grin taking command of her expression.

  A strange pulling sensation washed exhausted sleep away as the feeling took precedence. The motion tickled and aroused at the same time and his groggy eyes fluttered open to look down and find Renee sucking on his already stiff cock with a wicked gleam in her eyes as she had them on him the entire time. One hand held the thick base as she didn’t stop. If anything, awakening made her bob faster. Before fully awakening he grunted and exploded in her mouth. Her cheeks filling as her throat worked to swallow it all. She stopped sucking and her tongue flowed along the long vein underneath his cock slow and erotically. “Good morning, Oliver.” She licked her lips. “I guess I couldn’t help myself from chopping morning wood since I haven’t had any to play with in a long time.”

  “You’re an evil woman. You know that?”

  “Too bad I’m all you’ve got.” She stuck her tongue out.

  “Did I say I didn’t love you being anything else?”

  “Good answer. We got a few hours. Got any idea how we can spend it?”

  His eyes locked on her nipples suddenly surrounding his rigid pole and they hardened achingly under the heat the orbs gave off. “Oh, do I ever. Get up here and let me show you.”

  Her expression brightened and on hands and knees she crawled over, dragging her sensitive breasts the entire way up. A hand cradled and fisted her hair just enough to take control as his other came around to caress the slope of her lower back and firm ass. Renee though reached between her already slick legs and grabbed his cock to slide him right in where he belonged to groan in his mouth as they kissed. Her emerald gaze was already alight and his harmony synched with hers. Her bottom lip quivered as he filled and stretched all over again. Breathlessly she said “Yes. Yes… Harder.” His hips slammed up as she rocked her body back to match the impact and strengthen the spots dancing in her vision. “Oh… That’s the spot.” She opened her eyes to find his on her, eagerly watching her expression as another impending orgasm was on its way as her elusive G-spot had been fully uncovered by a man she helped uncover as well.

  “OLLY!!!” she screamed his name as she flew into the massive shocking spasms of orgasm that soaked her further as well as made his pumping shaft and groin area soaked.

  She collapsed directly on top of him and felt his hands slide between their bodies and come out wet. She watched as he brought it up to smell and his nose flared widely and he then sucked them clean. His moan was as if her flavor was the best taste there would ever be and she found it too enticing to be left out. Renee took his thumb and sucked it too before stealing his lips. He smiled and licked and nipped her bottom lip. Then he pulled back, still imbedded to ask “Renee, is this the feeling of love I read about?”

  She kissed him and bit his bottom lip too. “There are many kinds of love. Love for a sibling, a parent, a friend, a child. But this? I don’t know. This goes further than I ever felt love with a boyfriend or mate. I think the way we fell so hard and the way we feel… it probably is love… but…”

  “But the word is too generic?” he brushed her cheek as she got stumped.

  “Right. All month long I’ve wanted you inside me just like this. And now that I have you I can’t think clearly. My hormones are as fucked as you’ve done me. Yet I can’t get enough. Your cock… the way you look at me… I don’t want to lose it. Like you, I can’t breathe without you alive and well. But it wasn’t this strong till I let my pussy eat you whole.”

  “Then, until we find a word more descriptive, I love you.”

  She actually smiled and didn’t feel any impending tears or warning bells she used to get when hearing the most solidifying three words in any relationship. “Oliver, if I cool down and come to try and take it back don’t be mad, but I love you too. Now get up with me riding this cock and let’s take a shower then fuck me in the pool and on the balcony.”

  Large hands gripped her ass and he easily got up and she moaned loudly as he slid deeper to the very hilt. Her ankles locked herself around his narrow waist as they took the ride to the hot and steamy shower where Renee cried his name over and over as she was ravished and Oliver finally felt he belonged somewhere important.

  “What the hell are you doing?” Renee asked as he was back in the armor of last night, swinging his sword around slowly and carefully in the bedroom.

  “Vanishing Claw taught me these steps and every morning I’ve been practicing. I can almost make my sword sing like he made it do. It’s a lot harder to do than I thought.”

  She moved to the bed to slide into her heels of last night. Renee had her dress and undergarments cleaned and returned after a few seconds in the laundry box standard in all hotels and homes. Her kohl was still perfect, lining her eyes as did regardless of the water and sex-proof blush also held strong. She kept it on since everything was still perfect. The only thing she needed to apply was her anti-static hairspray that kept her styled hair from looking like it stood out like thousands of crimson quills.

  As she watched him maneuvering she tapped her ear “Auntie, you available?”

  Jessica replied in unrestrained giddiness “Renee? Guess what? I’ve just left the Splicers and I’m walking on four point six three gees! The manipulation went perfectly! Now I don’t need to be cooped up on the ship
all the time.”

  Renee grinned though only Oliver noticed. “So how much weight did you gain?”

  That made Jessica’s euphoria take a nosedive. “Over fourteen kilos you nosy brat. I’m nine centimeters taller too, but my figure is still perfect and slutty just the way Steph likes. So how did your date turn out? Did our resident discovery show you a good time?”

  “You won’t believe it. He took me to The Pits!”

  “He. Did. Not!” Jessica gushed again. “Even I believed it was only rumor.”

  “The fights were amazing, Auntie. So was the private booth Oliver got as he was named Elder Void.”

  “That I did know. I helped make sure his story is solid, but to use it to enter The Pits was pure genius. So? What else did he do? End the celibacy streak with your ass imprinted in a wall for all to bear witness to his prowess?”

  “That and more. He took me to the penthouse Sky Room of the Luxoreene to watch the meteor shower last night.” She looked up as a family size shuttle flew over the clear roof.

  “And? Come on and quit stalling. I need details. Hot, steamy details.”

  Renee tapped her fingernail on her knee to draw out the tension and before Jessica blew her lid she said “Oh, we didn’t see too much of the meteor shower as he made me see a different kind of shooting stars.”

  “AND?” Jessica’s voice trilled.

  “Aaannnddd… I’m going to keep him all to myself from now on, Auntie.”

  “YES!!! Ha ha, Babe! I won the bet. Our little girl got her sample and stole the whole entrée. Now you are all mine for two weeks and I get to keep you out of that stuffy room of yours.”

  Stephanie entered the conversation and groaned “Renee! Couldn’t you have waited till tomorrow to call? Now my research on Oliver will have to wait.”

  “Oh, don’t worry about that. I’ll be researching every inch of him from now on.” Renee’s heated stare over his physique was far from complete and saved to her memory despite the chip in her head.

  “Oh, I know that voice. He must have left an impression or two?” Jessica hinted.

  “Counting last night and this morning… try about forty earth shattering impressions.”

  “Damn! Good for you, Sweetheart.” Jessica happily approved. “I talked to Jake earlier and said we’ll be here about a week if you get the visa renewed. He has business to take care of meanwhile and for me to tell you he’s happy you finally went out on a date. Wait till I tell him about this.”

  “Unghhh…” Renee groaned loudly. “Don’t embarrass me…”

  “That’s a family’s prerogative. I need to get back to adjusting to my new ability. Oh, and tell Oliver thank you too. It was his coms that finally covered the premium splicing price with plenty left over. Bye.”

  “Bye.” She tapped her ear. “Jessica says thank you for what you did. Now put that sword away so we can get going.”

  ‘Schhht’ the cutlass slid home on the right hip. Renee checked the topaz pearl was still in her purse and got to her feet. They left together and on the way to the elevator Renee stole his hand and wove her fingers intimately with his gloved hand. She felt the glove withdraw till their skin touched.

  Eventually they reached the shuttle and took to the air by mid morning where traffic was masterfully directed without the slightest chance for a crash. They flew for about an hour till spotting a great silvery pyramid at the foot of King’s Tusk Tower. It was the heart of Galicom’s servers. Oliver directed to customary parking and left the shuttle behind. Hundreds walked in and out, some were rather upset and the others departing were slightly worried.

  Along the way though they heard a familiar voice in the crowd heading for the building shout “Oliver! Ms. Dorgen!” they turned and standing well above the average man was Deegen and Bell heading over. Seeing a Hunter was no big cause for alarm, but people politely parted to allow passage. “How are things?”

  “Going fairly well actually.” Renee stated and Deegen stepped back to find her in a dress of all things. “Yes, it’s a dress. I can get girly too and still kick your ass, Deegen.”

  “My apologies, Ms. Dorgen. I never expected it is all.”

  “Where are Stone, Steven, Satellite and Visor?” She asked, missing the others who rarely separated.

  “Not sure. They followed the captain somewhere. What are you up to?” He continued. Oliver took notice that something was off about Deegen. Usually he was reserved and only spoke when needed. He never asked questions, nor would sweat in the gentle breeze and perfect temperature. Even Bell seemed a bit tense for some reason.

  “A bit bored and had nothing to do really.”

  “If you want company you can come with us for a few hours.” She offered, noticing Oliver’s faint confusion on something. That and how his nose flared to help him understand.

  “Thanks!”

  They continued down the road of walking and talking people. They were silent, mostly because Oliver took in all the great technological advancements with awe. Gravity boards made for faster travel, but most chose to enjoy walking under their own strength. Exceedingly few were fat thanks to gene therapy which accelerated metabolism, but to look extra good meant exercise. In a universe of convenience, physical labor was a form of entertainment. People ranged in height, ethnicity and sometimes species done through splicing. Ones looks could be changed as one would do for fashion if they had the credits. Drakes of many colors flew or lounged in designated resting areas of Galicom’s massive expanse.

  Red and blue armored soldiers policed the streets and inside the primary hub where stores, entertainment and many other objectives could be met in one place. The noise was great, but excited.

  Renee led the way to the elevators and they went up a twelve stories to the galactic resource and licensing level. It was rather barren compared to below and both Oliver and Renee exited. Oliver took stock of a dozen soldiers spread throughout the large room and they approached desk where a brightly blue haired woman sat smiling. “Hello. I’m Mary. Welcome to Galicom!” her voice was high and hurt the ears by how excited she presented herself. If that wasn’t enough the cut of her blouse showed enough cleavage that one faint sneeze from across the room would set them boulders free to crush anyone in their way in their bid for freedom. “What can I do for you this beautiful day?!”

  “You can take your nails off the chalkboard.” Renee said as she stuck a pinky finger down an ear to clean out her voice. Mary the secretary seemed not to take notice of Renee’s clear comment. She opened her clutch and pulled out the clear golden pearl and passed it over. “Dorgenox. Number PCT-0483107. Active crew number is four hundred sixty thee. One child delivery made two weeks prior.”

  “Oh, I’m so sorry.” She put the pearl back on the desk. “Please return another time…”

  Renee’s anger spiked and Oliver put a hand on her shoulder which did seem to help, but her tongue still lashed. “Now listen here big tits. I’m a busy woman. Get off your fake little ass and renew our visa.”

  “I’m sorry, but…” her voice held the same pitch that made one want to rip their own ears off.

  “I don’t give a fuck about your excuses.” She stepped forward, radiating menace. If she had balls, Renee would have kicked them already. Oliver mused privately. “Do it!”

  And just as Renee’s fist slammed onto the table there exploded a concussive ‘Boom!’ that shook everything.

  “EEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKK!” Mary’s high pitched voice somehow was louder than the explosion ninety meters behind them at a pillar.

  Soldiers weren’t slow, but jumped to the wrong conclusion. Mary shrieked “THEY DID IT OFFICERS!!! THEY THREATENED TO KILL ME.”

  Metallic boots treaded in some form of rubber pounded the ground as blasters were raised like assault rifles as the dozen converged. Renee tried to defend herself, raising her hands above her head. “She’s lying!”

  Out of nowhere two of the soldiers attached open collars to their gun, took aim and fired.

  Coll
ars accurately slammed into both Oliver’s and Renee’s neck, her eyes widening in fear. It was painful, but not so much as to dim the rage overflowing in him. No one hurts my woman and lives. Even with the collar on his blade shone as it sang upon freedom.

  But before he could mount a defense there came a tiny pricking in his neck from the collar and he collapsed at the simple push of a button.

  Last he heard was Renee’s calling his name in desperation. His last thought were I failed her.

  No one saw Deegen nor Bell hiding out of sight as soldiers carried Oliver’s limp form and escorted Renee out who had hand’s held straight up with a blaster imbedded between her shoulder blades. A clear indication where the shot would reach if any threats came from her. Deegen watched on impassively while stuffing the trigger he pressed, in his hip pocket, to set off the bomb. He said “No hard feelings, but you two are in my way. Nothing will stop me from what I want.”

  Chapter 10

  “Olly? Olly? Talk to me. Hurry and get back to me.” The desperation in her voice cleared the sedatives flooding his system.

  Drugged vision blurred everything, but not so much as he saw Renee’s tears spilling down her cheeks. Her eyes were bloodshot and her lower eyelids were puffy. He also knew her tears were not for him living, but for what awaited. He went to move, but something encased him with thick bands holding him to the wall. Then he noticed a silver-white collar encircling her neck. Some blue light blinked on and off. Seeing her bound made him forget he was too and fought against his own to no avail. He had to keep shaking his head to clear it, but his own neck couldn’t fully drop down since his collar remained too.

  “What happened, Red?”

  “They’re calling us terrorists and anarchists. They think we made the bomb go off and they won’t listen to me… and now they’re taking us to New Wrangler Prison… where we will be held and retrained only because no one was injured. We’d be hung publically if anyone was killed.”