When she was used to the feeling of him deep inside her, she relaxed into his frantic thrusting. The pleasure began to build like a gathering storm. He held her still, completely overpowering her in every way, and Indigo released herself to it.
The big man behind her pumped his massive cock into her wet little pussy and the storm of desire raged inside her. The first orgasm hit hard and she screamed when the force of it overtook her. Her entire body seemed to contract.
Vlosh groaned behind her at the feel of her body pulsing around his thick shaft. He growled and pulled her back against his chest. He gripped both of her breasts and sank his teeth into her neck.
She wanted to scream again, but the bite cut off her voice. All she could do was stare, her mouth and eyes wide, at the void of space in front of her.
Vlosh’s teeth bit deep, and she felt blood trickle over her neck and back. His tongue lapped it up as he shot his seed deep into her womb. They stayed there together, merged as one, for long moments. Time stood still as the mating bite took effect.
Indigo could feel the changes in her DNA almost instantly. Something strange and powerful overtook her body and mind. It was as if she became larger than she was before. Her mind grew sharper, with greater clarity, and she could feel the strength of her body increase beyond anything she’d ever experienced.
Finally, he pulled his teeth away but held her body, his cock still buried deep inside her. She could breathe again, and speak.
“Vlosh,” she said, struggling out of his embrace to turn to him. She threw her arms around his middle and held him close as she sat on the back of the couch. “Is it done?” She knew the answer to that question. It was so obvious that he had claimed her. She knew it in the depths of her soul.
“Yes, my sweet mate. We are bound together. We are one.” His voice was soft and distant. He kissed the top of her head and held her close, breathing into her hair.
“Has your dragon quieted?” she asked, hopeful that the panic of the mating impulse was behind them.
“He has, my beloved. He has.”
“Good.”
“I am so very tired,” Vlosh said, pulling away. “Let us sleep.”
He took her hand and led her to the bedroom. They climbed under the covers on the impossibly comfortable mattress and held each other close.
Indigo could feel her heart overflowing. She’d wanted so much to give him everything he needed. Finally, he could rest and focus on his mission as the commander of this space navy. There were things at stake that were too important for him to be distracted by her.
For the first time, Indigo felt a sense of calm overtake her. She laid against Vlosh’s chest and slept.
Chapter 17
The hailing signal rang out while Vlosh slept. Claiming his mate in an advanced stage in his mating impulse had taken a lot out of him. When he woke, his dragon was quiet, but the hailing buzz was not.
He groaned and sat up in bed. Vlosh flicked the base of his neck and caused his uniform to cover his body. Using two fingers, he slid them over the inside of his wrist to communicate with the bridge.
“What is it?” he asked groggily, the sight of his first officer’s face on his arm.
“Sir, I have important information to bring to your attention.”
“What is it?” He was in no mood to be bothered over trivialities.
“Sir, there seems to have been a defection of one of our men to the Mulgor.”
“What? Who would do such a thing?”
“He was one of our junior pilots. He went out for the first time during the missile attack. He flew straight for the Mulgor mothership and they took him inside.”
“I want every piece of information on this man immediately,” Vlosh growled.
The idea that one of his men was a traitor grated on his nerves and filled him with beastly rage. The incoming information downloaded to his data banks, and he began to read the files.
The young pilot had been recruited just as the war with the Mulgor began. He’d grown up on a colony on a distant moon where the Draconians mined minerals they needed for their propulsion systems.
The young man came to Draconia to train as a pilot. He’d been on board Vlosh’s fleet since they were sent from Draconia to Earth.
Why would a Draconian ever side with the Mulgor? The Mulgor believed themselves to be a superior race and wanted to wipe Draconians out of the universe. No Draconian would align with them.
Vlosh continued to study the young man’s file when Indigo roused at his side. He smiled down at her, then looked back at the files. He flicked on the files that covered the pilot’s parents’ information.
His father had been born on Draconia and went to the mining moon as a young man. The mother on the other hand, Vlosh could not find any information on her history. She had apparently been born on the moon, but the first colonist had only arrived around the time the young man’s father had. That would make her much younger than the father, by about twenty years.
Even in the last generation, female Draconians were rare. So every single female birth would be meticulously recorded. This one was not.
Could it be possible that the young man’s mother was really a Mulgor spy posing as a Draconian? Because the races had once been one, some Mulgor sometimes had recessive genes that made them look like Draconians in humanoid form. It was very possible that this woman had been one.
This traitor could explain the attacks on Indigo. The thought made his head burn with anger, and he growled deep in his throat.
“What is it?” Indigo asked by his side, taking his arm in her delicate hands.
“I have learned there was a traitor among us. He is probably the one who informed the Mulgor of your existence and got your family killed.”
“What? A Draconian did that?” She pulled away. Vlosh glanced at her and saw a bright tear in the corner of her eye. She sniffed and it slid down her face.
“Half Draconian. I must admit, my beloved human mate, that not all Draconians uphold the values of Draconia. There have been traitors and spies aboard our fleets before.”
“God damn them to hell,” she said, shuddering with stifled sobs.
“All we can do is find a way to defeat the mothership. That should destroy the spy.”
“What else could he have told the Mulgor?” she asked, the tears streaming down her cheeks unabated.
“Any number of things he had access to. But he was a low level pilot. He didn’t have very high clearance.”
“What a d-bag,” she muttered.
“What is a d-bag?” he asked, confused.
“Nothing, it’s just a saying. So, how do we take these bastards out?”
“My engineers are working night and day on that problem. You need not worry about it.” Her expression fell and she turned away.
“I’m not totally useless, you know,” she muttered.
Suddenly, a light exploded in his mind and he drew back to look into her eyes. “How did you know to shoot at the Mulgor laser?”
“It was just my tennis instinct to shoot at it. I had no idea that it would work.”
“Do you think you could do that again?”
“What? Shoot a laser?”
“Yes.”
“Sure. But I’m sure anyone could do it.”
“But not as well as my beautiful bride. You are the only person I know who has taken down a Mulgor vessel in this way. So, if anyone is going to execute my new plan, I believe it should be you.”
“Really?” she said in a surprised voice.
“I also want you to know how much I value you.”
“Aww. I know you do.”
“I will prove it. Let’s try my plan.”
Chapter 18
Indigo followed Vlosh to the command ship, feeling ridiculous for having suggested that Vlosh thought she was useless. Obviously, she wasn’t useless. She was meant to help save their race after all. But having him believe that she could somehow help defeat the Mulgor with her tennis skill
s was beyond anything she would have expected.
It had just been instinct to hit the laser. Nothing more, nothing less. She hadn’t even been thinking in that moment. As a member of a less advanced race, it was hard for her to believe she had any skills or abilities that the Draconians did not. Perhaps it had just been dumb luck after all, and she would just let Vlosh and the rest of the armada down when she couldn’t pull it off the second time.
She stood behind him as he strode onto the bridge and addressed his officers. Her face burned hot when he explained to his crew what he planned for her to do. She wanted to tell him it was a silly idea. But what did she know? If the general of the Draconian military wanted her to shoot lasers at lasers, who was she to say he was wrong?
Indigo was a brave, strong-willed person. She could handle anything that was thrown at her. The events of the last week had proved that to her beyond a shadow of a doubt. She’d rescued her friend from the college dorm in the middle of an alien invasion, stood up to redneck marauders, survived the dead of her family, and mated with an alien. She could do this if she had to.
“We will use one of the drone ships,” Vlosh explained. “Ensign, please teach my mate how to use the weapon systems aboard the drone before launch.”
“How long do I have to figure out how to do this?” she asked, thinking it would take days to learn how to use the weapons.
“An hour. We need to launch an attack now, while they are distracted with the traitor’s information.”
“An hour? You’ve got to be kidding.”
“How long did it take you to learn how to use the laser gun you used to take down that Mulgor fighter jet?” he asked her, crossing his arms and looking at her with a smirk.
“About fifteen minutes,” she admitted.
“See, my mate is a genius with weapons,” he said proudly.
“I wouldn’t go that far,” she said.
“Don’t disagree with me on the bridge of my own ship!” he said with mock sternness.
“Okay, okay. Show me how this is done, oh mighty leader,” she said, sitting in the chair next to the officer who was supposed to instruct her.
“Good. I know you will face this like you face every challenge,” he said, puffing out his chest. “With a brave, strong heart and a clever mind.”
She snorted, but it made her heart swell to hear him speak of her with such pride. The ensign launched a drone ship from the docking bay and it flew out in front of the command bridge. She could see it through the big window and also through the screen in front of her. The officer flicked a few buttons and suddenly her screen showed the dashboard controls of the drone.
“Use this lever button to shoot the laser weapon array,” he said, showing her how to do it.
“How do I aim?” she asked, feeling totally confused and out of her element. The laser gun had been pretty much like a regular gun. She’d never flown a fighter jet, and she certainly had never used a laser weapon array. He showed her a few buttons to control the aim. She still didn’t get it.
“Could we make this more natural for me somehow?” she asked, hoping there were some alternatives to the confusing aiming system.
“How would it feel more natural for you?”
“Maybe if I felt like I was doing the shooting… Or if it felt like I was hitting with a racket.”
“What is a racket?” the officer said.
“It’s like a stick with a net at the end that you use to hit a ball. I played tennis in college. That was where I got the whole idea to hit the laser in the first place. It was just instinct. This doesn’t feel instinctive at all.”
“I can probably adjust the controls to accommodate that,” the officer said.
A few moments later, they had a virtual reality helmet and something along the lines of a Wii controller ready for her to play around with. It felt much more natural and she got the controls almost right away. When she swung the controller, that’s when the laser shot. They made all the adjustments so that it felt just like playing tennis.
“Let’s try a few practice rounds on dummy targets,” the officer said. “I will control the jet’s movements, you control the weapons. Ready?”
“Yeah, let’s go!” She felt excitement swell in her stomach. It was almost like a crazy video game that combined the action of tennis with a space jet laser fight.
The officer moved her jet toward targets that she could see inside her virtual reality helmet. They were mock Mulgor craft, coming at her at high speed, much faster than tennis.
They shot at her and she missed every single laser strike.
“It’s too fast. I’ll never be able to hit that!”
“Just keep trying,” she heard Vlosh say.
“Vlosh, what if I fail?”
“You won’t fail. And besides, this is just an experiment.”
She let out a deep sigh. If he wasn’t resting the hopes of the entire war on her tennis backhand, then fine, she’d keep trying.
The officer started the practice test again and this time, she shot one of the ships but not a laser. It was all so damned fast. Her senses just wouldn’t keep up.
“What were you thinking when you took out that Mulgor ship on the moon?” Vlosh said behind her.
“I was thinking I better hit it, or I was going to die,” she said.
“Maybe that might help now.”
“I doubt it. Now there are way more lives on the line besides mine.”
“There aren’t any lives on the line. We still have an entire fleet of fighter jets and the entire Draconian armada,” he said gruffly.
She peeled off the helmet and glanced back at him. He was being weird since his dragon calmed down. She wasn’t sure if she liked his new attitude. The last thing Indigo needed was a crap load of stress. Couldn’t she just go back to the apartment and take a long bath or something?
“Then why don’t you have one of the jet fighters do this?” she asked.
“You have the magic touch,” he said.
“You don’t believe in magic, do you?”
“Magic, luck, fate, whatever you want to call it. It exists. When you took down that Mulgor ship, it could have been any of those things. If you did it before, I believe you can do it again.”
“Vlosh, this is a lot of pressure.”
“Good, that was how you felt when you took down the ship on the moon.”
“You’re kind of being a dick right now, babe,” she said, putting the helmet back on.
She heard him let out a hearty laugh behind her. She’d been through so much, she just wanted to rest. But Vlosh had this idea that she would save the day and help drive back the Mulgor. Maybe he was on to something. Who was to say? Maybe it was her destiny to hit a laser like a tennis ball and drive the Mulgor back to whatever hell they’d come from.
“Fine, let’s try again.” She held her pretend racket and felt her heart beating hard in her chest, echoing in her ears. Sweat trickled down her brow and she felt herself go into a kind of heightened awareness she went into during tennis matches.
The Mulgor ships came at her, shooting their lasers all around. She focused on one ship as it barreled toward her, a hint of a light coming from its gun before it shot. The laser came at her and she swung her racket. With some crazy luck, she hit the laser with her own laser. The lasers collided and shot back toward the oncoming jet. It exploded in front of her.
Everyone cheered at the big screen showing the simulation. She pulled off the helmet and smiled at Vlosh, who just nodded at her like he knew she could do it all along.
“All right. Time for the real test. You will shoot at the mothership’s weapons when they fire at you.”
“How do you even know this will work?” she asked Vlosh.
“Our new lasers have this effect on Mulgor lasers. You were the one to discover it. You will take them down.”
“You’re crazy,” she muttered. But she had to admit, she liked his faith in her. She also liked the excitement of being part of the crew an
d using her skills for something instead of letting them lapse into memory.
The drone ship took off with an escort of a fleet of fighter jets. As the drone approached the mothership, she got into her tennis stance and waited.
Mulgor jets came out and shot at the Draconian fighters. Her own drone dodged and wove around the other vessels, controlled by the officer who’d taught her.
She was as ready as she’d ever be for this. As crazy as it was, she was starting to believe it would work. Vlosh was showing just how much he believed in her. She had to believe in herself with that much support behind her.
The Mulgor jets tried to take her down, but the pilot of the drone sped away. Getting close to the mothership wasn’t that easy, let alone getting it to fire at them.
Her breathing was heavy as she stood in her stance and watched through her helmet.
The drone sped toward the mothership as if it was on a suicide mission. She sucked a deep breath and held back nausea from the overwhelming speed of the drone.
She saw the same hint of light on the weapons array of the mothership and swung. It was a hail mary swing and she knew it. The laser shot. When her racket came forward, it smashed right into the laser. She could feel it in her controller in her hand. The vibrations went up her wrist and arm.
The lasers collided and mingled. Weird electric ribbons spun around the mothership’s laser and traveled back to the gun within the ship.
Indigo stood in shock as an entire chunk of the mothership blew apart. All the Mulgor fighter jets pulled back to defend the command ship. While she was standing in stunned silence, and the Draconians around her cheered, a Mulgor fighter shot down her drone.
She screamed and pulled off the helmet. It clanged on the floor and suddenly Vlosh had his arms around her, lifting her off the ground.
“I knew you could do it!” he said, kissing her hard on the cheeks and mouth.
“I can’t believe that worked,” she breathed. “I honestly did not believe it would work.”
“I did,” he whispered in her ear.
“Why? Why me?”
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