“I wouldn’t go that far,” Joanne said warningly. “You just better keep your hands, and everything else, to yourself from now on.”
Tamas flinched at her words and scowled. He opened his mouth to say something but Pero beat him to it. “Now that harmony is returned, Tamas also has something else he wants to say, he has a proposition.”
Joanne gave them both a dubious look. “What proposition?” she asked, on high alert again.
When Tamas didn’t say anything else, Pero nudged him. “Go on.”
Tamas bit his lip. “As I told you before Prism Star travels from universe to universe. We will be shortly leaving this solar system and may not return for several thousands years.”
“That’s a shame,” Joanne drawled. “Don’t forget to text.”
“Just listen for a minute, will you? We will be leaving in roughly three weeks by Earth reckoning and in that time I want to convince you that you are my true love mate.
I want us to spend time together and you can get to know me. It’ll be perfectly above board and I won’t make any moves on you. I just want you to get to see the real me. After the three weeks are up you are free to either return to Earth or stay here on Prism Star. What do you say?”
“Three weeks, huh?” Joanne said. “I’m not sure I could do that without killing you.”
“Alternately you may stay in your quarters for the remaining three weeks and then return before we teleport out of this universe. In that time you will not see Tamas ever again,” Pero cut in when Tamas started to go red.
Joanne thought about it. She should stay in her quarters and get away when she could, but there was something about Tamas’ offer that was too tempting to resist and she wasn’t sure she was ready to break all contact with him.
Her heart thudded in her chest and she had to work up her courage before she made her decision.
“Okay,” she said. “I’ll spend three weeks with you Tamas. But you promise I can go back to Earth afterwards?”
“You have my word,” Tamas said, a wide grin spreading across his face. “I’m so pleased Joanne! You won’t regret this!”
“I already am,” Joanne said drolly.
* * *
The vast savannah spread out beneath her feet like a carpet of purple and gold. The sky above was a lustrous cerise and warm lavender scented breeze caressed her face.
In the distance, a white spiral tower rose up with majestic grandeur, framed by the golden light of the midday sun. Stood at the entrance of the portal, Joanne drank in the beauty of the scenery, lost for words.
Next to her, Tamas beamed with pleasure. “You like it?” he asked hopefully.
“I love it,” Joanne said with genuine feeling. “This is the most amazing place I’ve ever since in my life.”
“Pero said that you would like the Gilded Savannah,” Tamas said happily. “This is my favourite sub-world aboard Prism Star. I come here when I want peace and quiet.”
Joanne nodded and looked back at the scenery again. After she had agreed to spend the next three weeks with the prince, they had entered the portal and travelled down the multi-coloured tube in some kind of silver chariot to the pyramid connected to the end of the tube.
Tamas had explained that each of the pyramids that were connected to the central sphere were self-contained biome worlds created for the use and pleasure of the Raadians.
The tubes themselves that linked the pyramids together were also habitable, and Joanne had seen vast jungles, mountains, oceans, alongside picturesque villages and towns inside the tube they had travelled down to reach the savannah.
It was this amazing journey and its equally amazing destination that made her realise how utterly fantastic Prism Star truly was.
“The technology that created all this,” she began, waving an expansive hand around it, “it’s beyond comprehension. It’s god-like. I can barely take it in. The Raadians are as advanced as you claim. I’m sorry I was so down on you.”
“Don’t be, I was being an arrogant jerk,” Tamas replied.
“I was so desperate to impress you I couldn’t help but boast about Prism Star. As a matter of fact, the Raadians aren’t solely responsible for all this.”
“Oh? Who helped you?”
“After we went into hiding, my people were ravaged by a deadly plague,” Tamas said.
“Our scientists could find no cure and we were close to extinction. Then, a race called the Pleiadians found out about our distress and offered us the technology to upgrade our minds and bodies.
The super advanced AI and nanotechnology made us into what we are today, beings that never get sick or age. That was over two hundred years ago. I was just a child and my parents died from the plague before we could implement the technology the Pleiadians provided for us.”
Tamas trailed off and gazed out at the savannah. Joanne’s heart went out to him. “You’re an orphan, just like me,” she said thoughtfully, “and you’re . . . over two hundred years old?”
“We never age or die and our bodies can be repaired and recycled if they suffer damage,” Tamas explained. “You could be like us if you decide to stay.”
Joanne tried to comprehend the significance of all this. “I’m not sure I want to be immortal,” she said at length. “I might get really bored not having anything to struggle against.”
“That’s just your stubborn streak talking,” Tamas replied. “I’m stubborn too. Always have been always will be.”
“I think it must be an orphan thing,” Joanne replied. “I lost my parents when I was three. They died in a car accident. Since then, I’ve always relied on myself. I learnt a long time ago you can’t trust anyone fully. They always let you down, even if they don’t mean it.”
“I won’t let you down,” Tamas said firmly. “If you stayed there would be plenty of things to focus on. You could explore the universes with me and map them, search for new stars and worlds. It could be so wonderful.”
Joanne looked at him, unable to deny she was tempted. “I can’t decide now,” she said. “I need to think about it.”
Tamas nodded. In the distance a sleek, jaguar like creature with glittering silver skin ran across the plain. Joanne stared at it in wonder.
“So beautiful,” she gasped. “What is it?”
“A solan cat,” Tamas said. “They are native here. Don’t worry, they’re not dangerous.”
“They’re so magnificent,” Joanne said with feeling. “So free. I’d love to just run across these plains the way it does.”
“You can do so,” Tamas replied brightly.
“What?”
“We can do anything here, remember?” he said. “Even transform into solan cats.”
As Joanne stared at him his body shimmered and he suddenly turned into an identical copy of the animal out on the savannah.
“You see?” the cat said using Tamas’ voice. “Merely concentrate on changing your shape and the nano-crobes in the air will do the rest.”
Joanne frowned, dubious at his assertion, but she did as he instructed. She pictured herself turning into a solan cat. Nothing happened for a few moments then with a lurch she felt her whole body change. She went down on all fours and suddenly found she had large, silver furred paws.
“Whoa! This is incredible!” she gasped. “I can’t believe it!”
Tamas padded over to her and rubbed her nose with his. “That tower over there, it’s my residence here. I’ll race you to it, if you think you can keep up with me.”
“Keep up with you? I’ll leave you behind in the dust!” Joanne yelled, overcome with joy.
In a split-second she launched herself forward on her powerful limbs and bolted across the swaying grass. A few feet next to her, Tamas came bounding rushing to keep up.
The sense of freedom she experienced was intoxicating. She had never felt so connected with the world, and so happy and alive as she did at that moment.
She ran hard across the verdant landscape, making for the tower. Tamas
kept pace with her, the muscles of his own feline body moving with flowing grace.
She realised if he won he’d be insufferable, so she push herself onwards to the limit of her endurance, calling on every bit of power in her new form.
They were neck and neck all the way to the hill where the tower stood, when Joanne put on another burst of speed and beat him to the entrance just by an inch.
“What!” exclaimed Tamas, changing back into his human form. “No way!”
“I win!” beamed Joanne letting out a mighty roar before willing herself back into her own shape again. “I am amazing! You are the loser!”
Tamas let out a deep belly laugh. “Well, I’ve never seen you like that before.”
“Like what? Triumphant?”
“No,” he said looking into her eyes. “Happy.”
She was brought up short by his observation. She smiled and ran her hand through her hair. “No, it is unusual isn’t it?” she said drily. “I hope this feeling lasts.”
* * *
A week past on the savannah, and to Joanne it was like a dream. Tamas was so gentle and caring, no longer acting like the arrogant jerk that he’d first been.
They spent long summery days running across the savannah in cat form, and exploring the landscape, before eating at the tower in the evening and watching the sun go down over the plains.
In that blissful time one thing crystallised. She never wanted to leave here and she wanted Tamas. Her desire for him had become all-consuming, and though he hadn’t laid a finger on her she knew he wanted the same. Her need for him was frightening, but she could no longer deny it. She had to have him, at least once.
One sultry night she padded naked to his room. Moonlight streamed through the open window, bathing the large silk bed in which he slept.
She stood looking over him, admiring his bare torso that was visible above the sheets, and then leant over and gently kissed his soft lips.
His eyes shot open in shock and a dumbfounded look crossed his face. “Joanne?” he said roughly. “What are you doing?”
“Shush, don’t talk,” she said in a throaty whisper. “You want this too, don’t you?”
He nodded mutely and she kissed him again. His naked arm came up to hold the back of her neck and he pushed her closer to him as the kiss deepened. She responded eagerly, pulling off the sheet to reveal his naked body.
His huge erection gleamed in the moonlight. Slowly pulling away from the kiss, she trailed kisses along his sculpted chest and stomach and moved her head down between his legs. He shuddered as her lips sank over his meat.
“Oh yes,” he sighed. “Oh Joanne, yes, yes!”
She sucked him slowly, savouring every inch of him, working his shaft and pushing down to his neatly trimmed pubic hair. Crouching between his legs, she squeezed his powerful thighs while he brought his hands down to caress her hair.
“Give me your pussy, darling,” he growled. “I want to taste you so badly.”
She left off sucking him and moved upwards until she was sitting on his upper chest. His hands cupped her buttocks and he squeezed and fondled them as she pushed her groin into his face. His tongue lapped hungrily over her wet folds and a jolt of electric shot up her spine.
“Oh God!” she moaned. “Lick me! Go deeper!”
He devoured her ravenously, running his tongue over her outer lips before moving in to her inner treasures. His mouth enveloped her clit and using the sexual cues of her body licked her just the right way to send her into over the edge of pleasure.
“Yes!” she cried out, her fingers burying into his soft hair. “Yes! Yes! YES!”
Her orgasm erupted inside her, a fiery inferno that sated the pent up desires of the last week. Her head spun and she panted hard, shuddering with the aftershock of intensity.
After a while, Tamas shifted his position until he was cuddling her in his strong arms and waited for the intense sensitivity to lessen.
She closed her eyes and clung to him tightly as he nibbled her ears and trailed kisses along her neck. Her own hand found his large dick and she began slowly stroking it, making him growl like a tiger.
“Ah, my love, I want to fuck you so hard,” he whispered in her ear. “I want to make love to you all night.”
He brought his hand lower and his fingers slipped into the wet slick between her legs. Her back arched and she let out a deep moan. “Do it! Take me now!” she demanded.
Their sweating bodies grappled each other and he moved on top of her. He brought his head down between her breasts and he fondled and squeezed her nipples, making her silly with pleasure.
She wrapped her legs around his broad waist and guided his throbbing meat inside her.
“Ah, Tamas!” she gasped as he speared her. “Take me baby! Fuck me! Fuck me!”
Squeezing her breasts, his hot mouth found hers and he kissed her hard as he thrust into her. His lovemaking was savage and urgent.
He was desperate to possess her and he ploughed her hard sending her into a delirium of orgasmic wonder. She climaxed again and her mind and body roared with sensation.
He held her tightly as his own orgasm came, his massive dick emptying its load deep inside her.
For a long time afterwards they held each other tightly. Joanne sated of her lust never wanted to leave his embrace. She belonged with this hot alpha and she never wanted to be without him.
Chapter 6: Chaos Out Of Order
Joanne surfaced from a wonderful sleep and found herself alone and strapped to a metal table. She managed to lift her head, but her body was held secure by the straps.
She looked around in panic, seeing that she was in a featureless metal room. Disconcertingly, she was still naked.
“Tamas!” she yelled. “Where are you? What are you doing? Let me go!”
“Tamas is not here,” Circe’s flat voice filled the room and the AI appeared in front of her.
“Circe!” Joanne exclaimed. “What’s going on? Why have I been strapped down for God’s sake?”
“I knew you were trouble as soon as Tamas brought you here,” the AI said, ignoring her questions.
“I should never have allowed him to go to Earth looking for a love mate. You have brought chaos to all my carefully constructed order.”
“What are you talking about? I don’t understand!”
“No you don’t. Prism Star is a carefully balanced environment and my sole duty is to keep the Raadians safe and happy, but your coming here has ruined all that.
I had hoped that the accident with the travel orb would have removed the problem for me, but now I must take more direct means.”
“The travel orb,” Joanne said in a cold voice. “That night in the forest, you opened the doorway that led to that chamber and you sent the travel orb to me. It wasn’t any error in the system. You were trying to kill me.”
“But why? I’m no threat to Tamas. I’m no threat to anyone!”
“You’re more dangerous than you could ever imagine,” Circe said darkly. “You could destroy everything I have built here.”
“Why for God’s sake?” Joanne yelled, now frightened. The AI was clearly insane.
“Because Tamas loves you,” the AI replied coldly.
Joanne was taken aback. Even after the wonderful time they had spent together she’d never hoped that his feelings ran as deeply as hers now did. Now that it had been spoken out loud a strange kind of warmth filled her.
“You love him too, don’t you?” Circe said accusingly.
Joanne couldn’t deny it. She could not think of a future now without Tamas. “Yes, I love him!” she admitted, “but why is that so awful?”
“Because you are going to ask him to give Earth the technological upgrade that the Raadians have. You want your own people to be as ageless and as happy we are. Because Tamas loves you, he will convince the others to do as you wish and he will succeed. He is too popular not to succeed.”
“How could you know that? I haven’t told anyone. I only tho
ught about asking him a few days ago!”
Circe’s empty eyes bored into her. “You forget I am the heart and mind of Prism Star. I know what people here are thinking even before they think it. I cannot allow this to happen.”
“Why not?” retorted Joanne. “Why shouldn’t the Earth share in all this? Our planet is much a mess, recessions, wars, chaos. You could really help my people. Would that be so terrible?”
“It would go against my orders,” Circe said simply.
Joanne frowned at the AI. “Your orders? Orders from who?”
“The Reptilians located the Raadians and decided to wipe them out with a plague. My masters had not reckoned on the Pleiadians offering them the chance to upload.
They could not stop it from happening and now the Raadians are too powerful to engage in open war, but they did manage to infect me with a virus that allowed them to control me.
I have kept the Raadians isolated and docile, consumed by selfishness and decadence, but if they reach out to Earth that would all change.
Together, you could build a new galactic order that would go against the Reptilians’ agenda. I cannot allow that happen. That is why you must die.”
Joanne’s mind was reeling with these revelations. She was trapped and she would never see Tamas ever again. The thought left an empty pit in her stomach. She stared at the AI bleakly, ready to face her fate.
“Get it over with them,” she said blankly. “I can’t stop you.”
Circe turned as a door opened and Kordo came in a big grin on his smug face. “Is she ready?” he asked roughly.
Circe nodded. “Do whatever you want to her. Just make sure she doesn’t survive.”
Joanne stared at him. “What is he doing here?”
“Kordo understands the need to maintain the status quo,” Circe replied. “I suggest you prepare yourself.”
Kordo came to the table and ran one large finger over her skin. Joanne shuddered at his touch. “Nice and plump,” he said. “I can see why Tamas was smitten. I doubt he’ll get hard over the mess I’m going to leave for him.”
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