Ravenous Virtue

by Tracy St. John

  “He is. I doubt he’ll be happy to see us, so be extra nice.”

  Raven scowled to be left out. “Who is Mikroe?”

  “An operative for the Collective spying on Hanos.” Vendeen smirked. “The government is well aware that Hanos and his dealings need to be watched, so they watch him. We may not be able to take the bastard down under our official capacities, but we can keep an eye on him and try to thwart anything too unsavory. Even strike if the opportunity appears.”

  Raven bit her lip, letting the men see her concerns. “This is a lot more cloak-and-dagger than I’m used to.”

  Daagiis grinned. He was tapping on what looked like a thin sheet of paper. Unlike paper, however, it lay stiff and solid on his thigh. “Just as long as you get used to it. Message sent.”

  Vendeen blew out a breath. “Now we wait and hope Mikroe responds. If he’s pissy, it could be a long time he leaves us to stew.”

  Daagiis lost his smile to huff. “If he answers at all.”

  Raven looked from one to the other. “And if he doesn’t?”

  Vendeen’s black eyes narrowed. “Then we’re going in blind.”

  * * * *

  Undercover operative Mikroe did show up two days later, his eyes cold with wintry fury when he stepped into the quarters. Despite his obvious ire, he gave Raven a long, slow look. She and Daagiis stood in front of Vendeen, both of them in armored suits.

  As Mikroe stood there silently appraising her, Raven returned the favor. He was Gilothean, metallic bronze skinned and black-eyed. However, his hair was silvery-white and cut short. His eyes, while slightly slanted, weren’t nearly as oriental looking as Vendeen’s. He was also quite slimmer than Raven’s master, looking like a gazelle next to a buffalo.

  He still looked every bit as lethal as Vendeen. Raven sensed his deadliness like a black aura laying heavy over his shimmering skin. She was glad that her growing addiction to Vendeen inoculated her against any influence from Mikroe as well as all other Gilotheans.

  He grinned over her shoulder at Vendeen. “Is she a party favor to make up for you potentially fucking everything up?”

  His comment pissed off Raven, who didn’t like being taken lightly. Surprisingly, Vendeen was even madder. It came out in his voice, which was heated enough to nearly drip lava.

  “She is my second protector. At my command, she will hurt you slowly and horribly. Which I will watch with great enjoyment.”

  Mikroe smirked. “Perhaps I would enjoy that myself.”

  Next to Raven, Daagiis rolled his eyes. “If all you can think with is your tiny prick, then it’s no wonder Hanos is still operating.”

  That ended the merriment. Mikroe scowled, but he directed his comments to Raven and Daagiis’ master. “Do you know how badly you could fuck things up, Vendeen? Your presence beyond the frontier is capable of singlehandedly jeopardizing all our undercover efforts.”

  Vendeen said, “The bastard has a new venture. He’s gone into the black market slave trade.”

  “That’s not new.” Mikroe glanced at Raven again, and his eyes widened. “Wait, do you mean Alt-Earth?”

  Daagiis snapped a nod. “Vendeen’s new protector was witness to one of Hanos’ operatives collecting women. He went by the name of Wills there.”

  “Women, huh? Wait, they wouldn’t have all been younger women, would they?”

  Daagiis glanced at Raven. She frowned and said, “They were between the ages of twenty to thirty.”

  “Shit, that explains a few things.”

  “What things?” Vendeen said.

  Mikroe grimaced. “I’ve overheard a few references that Hanos and his associates wanted to move from hunting and gathering. I wasn’t sure what they meant about plans to ‘farm’ slaves. This makes me think Hanos is capturing breeding stock. He’s going to manufacture his own supply. Nasty.”

  Raven tried not to let her shock come through since her main priority right now was to guard Vendeen. However, rage was building up in her skull, and she was more aware than ever of the knives at her disposal. If she got her hands on that bastard Taambaa…

  Mikroe gazed at Daagiis. “You’ve actually seen his lackeys operating on Alt-Earth? Who’s doing Hanos’ hunting? Paatiin?”

  Daagiis reddened. “Unfortunately. Hanos has always offered those of my people who will work for him quick money and lots of it. For us, that means more property and status. Hanos is generous to those who gets him what he wants.”

  Mikroe shook his head. “Face-changers are the best bet when it comes to capturing unwilling slaves.”

  Vendeen asked, “Is Hanos in Jito space?”

  Mikroe stared at him, his jaw set. Raven didn’t think he would answer, but he surprised her.

  “He showed up a week ago.”

  “Give me the location.”

  Mikroe snorted. “Fuck you.”

  Vendeen’s voice was steel. “I want him. This is my chance to get to him.”

  Mikroe barked disbelieving laughter. “What? Do you think you can walk up to him, shake his hand, and cut his throat? You’ll be dead before you even cross the border.”

  From Vendeen’s tone, Raven knew he was wearing his mocking half-grin. “Let me worry about that. Just give me his location.”

  Mikroe’s gaze slid over to Raven. “Let me fuck her.”

  Raven stiffened. She’d rip his cock off and shove it down his throat. But if Vendeen ordered her to let him…

  His voice was careful, controlled. “She’s not mine to order like that.”

  Something in Raven eased, like a knot had loosened in her chest. Vendeen was keeping his promise to her, even though it could cost him Mikroe’s help in getting to Hanos.

  Mikroe sneered. “Like hell she’s not. It’s obvious she’s Alt-Earth. She’s been here long enough to have lost her new slave smell. If she’s not addicted to you yet, she’s well on her way to being so. You own her.”

  Vendeen stepped up so that he lightly touched Raven. She remained facing Mikroe, but she turned her gaze to Vendeen. His eyes met hers.

  He wanted to catch and kill Hanos. She needed to catch and kill Taambaa. Yes, she wanted that bastard’s blood on her hands, conscience be damned. However, if Vendeen left the decision to her, there was no way she would have sex with Mikroe.

  Vendeen’s gaze slid back to the undercover operative. “If you put a finger on Raven, I’ll give her full leave to remove every appendage on your body. However, I’ll let you watch while Daagiis and I enjoy her.”

  Raven was startled by the offer. She tried to decide how she felt about it. It kind of infringed on their agreement, if one got down to brass tacks. She thought she could call Vendeen on it and make such a stink that it wouldn’t be worth anyone’s while.

  Damn it though, she wanted to kill Taambaa. She wanted to get him back for the lives he’d already ruined. For the lives he’d ruin in the future if he wasn’t stopped. At least if Mikroe agreed to watch her fuck Vendeen and Daagiis, he might not slam the door in their faces.

  Mikroe looked her over again. He licked his lips. “I get to direct the action.”

  Vendeen put his hand on Raven’s back and rubbed gently, as if to reassure her. “No torture. No cutting, nothing that requires medical to heal.”

  Mikroe pursed his lips and then jerked a nod. “Fine. Anything to see her naked and getting fucked.”

  Vendeen glanced at Raven. She didn’t like it, but at least she wouldn’t be having sex with Mikroe. She gave him a slight nod.

  He looked from her to Daagiis. He told them both, “Strip.”

  Daagiis immediately pulled his clothes off, his face impassive. Still definitely not happy by this turn of events, Raven slowly disrobed. She fought to keep her expression as bland as Daagiis’.

  Vendeen watched her carefully as she pulled off boots, armored uniform, and underclothes. His attention gave Raven a feeling of calm. In his fathomless black eyes, she saw strength and drew courage from it. He might get rough, he might even cause her pain, but Vende
en would never truly harm her. She knew it as sure as she knew her own name.

  As soon as she and Daagiis were both naked, Vendeen also disrobed. The three of them stood before Mikroe and waited on his pleasure.

  His interest in Raven was blatant. He eyed her like dessert. She could practically feel his gaze crawling all over her like a zealous spider. She refused to squirm, though she really, really wanted to. Raven decided as soon as this was done, she was going to take a hot shower. Mikroe’s stare made her feel filthy.

  “Well Vendeen, you know how to pick them. She’s magnificent.”

  “Yes, she is.”

  “I particularly like that pretty, pouty mouth. I bet she looks amazing with a cock shoving in and out of it.”

  “Indeed she does.”

  Mikroe finally turned his attention to Daagiis, who stood there with a bored expression on his face. He looked the Paatiin over with amusement. “Face-changer. That’s such a misnomer considering every single part of you can be altered.”

  “What do you want?” Daagiis asked.

  Mikroe grinned at Raven. “Give yourself two dicks. One for her ass and one for her pussy. Same size as the one you’ve got now.”

  Raven couldn’t keep her eyes from widening. Could Daagiis actually do that?

  His groin area shimmered, and a second cock appeared. Raven stared at the dual appendages. Holy shit. She wasn’t sure she could handle two at once.

  Mikroe snickered. “No holes left empty. Up on the bed, girlie. You’re going to suck Vendeen off while Daagiis fucks the rest.”

  “She needs preparation.” Daagiis’ tone was low and threatening. He looked at Vendeen.

  “That’s right,” their master agreed. “She’s never taken a dual penetration before. I insist she be adequately stretched.”

  Mikroe rolled his eyes. “The way she’s been glaring at me, I really wanted to hear her scream. She’s not terribly obedient for a servant. Quite rude, in fact.”

  “She obeys me perfectly well,” Vendeen countered in a dry voice. “That’s all that I give a fuck about.”

  Daagiis scowled. “Are we doing this, or shall I throw your ass off the ship, Mikroe?”

  “Fine, fine. Prepare her, if you must. Meanwhile, she can get started sucking some cock while you do it. I expect it to look good.”

  Vendeen’s mocking half-grin was back. “Just when I’m ready to give up on you, you have a moment of civilization that gives me new hope.”

  Mikroe scowled at him. “Fuck you.”

  Vendeen chuckled. “All right, servant. Up on the bed like a good girl; hands and knees, ass in the air.”

  With one last baleful glare at Mikroe, Raven stalked over to the bed. She climbed up and assumed the position.

  Vendeen also got on the bed and knelt before her. His cock was only semi-erect. He stroked her hair back from her face. His face showed little emotion, but his voice was warm. “Ignore him, pet. Focus your attention on me and Daagiis. We are all that matter.”

  Raven nodded, absurdly grateful for his kindness. He did care. She was sure of it. It was in the way he gazed down at her, his black eyes soft.

  “Kiss his cock. Lick it. Get him good and hard.”

  Mikroe’s hateful voice made her tense anew, but she continued to look up at Vendeen. His fingers combed through her curls, the touch gentle. He gifted her with a tiny smile.

  Raven’s heart warmed. To hell with Mikroe and his voyeurism. Vendeen was right; only he and Daagiis mattered. She would give herself to them for their pleasure and relegate Mikroe to background noise.

  She leaned forward, inhaling Vendeen’s masculine scent. Her eyes still rolled back to watch his face, she slowly licked the length of his cock, running her tongue over the silky smoothness from head to base. His eyes slid halfway closed and he groaned. His prick swelled, growing bigger and firmer. The veins stood out as they filled with blood.

  Raven slid wet kisses up and down the length. His small sounds of pleasure warmed her. Pleasing him gave her a sense of rightness. Moreover, it made her excited to know she would make him come for her. Wetness seeped from her pussy, slowly sliding down to slicken her inner thighs.

  Fingers touched her there, and her breath caught. She’d almost forgotten that Daagiis was behind her, getting ready to shove two cocks in her body. The idea made her anxious, which somehow only fed the growing arousal she felt.

  He’ll take care of me. I’ll be all right with him.

  Long fingers slid around in the honey she made, spreading it all over her pussy. A slight tug on her clit made her gush all the more. Daagiis used her juices to lubricate her ass as well. Raven’s hips rose of their own accord, inviting more of his attentions. As scared as she was about the upcoming double penetration, his touch made her body sing. When two fingers probed her ass, she pushed against them, opening to the invasion.

  “Fuck her mouth, Vendeen. Nice and slow.”

  Raven paid no attention to the unimportant voice, but when Vendeen said, “Open for me,” she immediately obeyed.

  Vendeen’s cock and Daagiis’ fingers filled her at once. Raven moaned a welcome.

  The thick, heavy prick moved deep, sliding all the way back. Raven relaxed her throat, swallowing as Vendeen entered. His pulse throbbed fast and hard against her tongue. He drew back out until only the broad head remained between her lips. She flattened her tongue against it, swirling all over the velvety heat of him. He rewarded her with the salty goodness of pre-cum.

  Meanwhile, Daagiis twisted his fingers around, stretching her ass muscles as he thrust in and out. The pressure back there was delightful despite knowing what he prepared her for. Her stomach was filling with heat, sending sparkles of pleasure all through her groin. She even moved back to take Daagiis’ fingers deeper.

  Soft, moist sounds filled the room as the men sheathed cock and fingers inside her over and over. In contrast to his slow, careful movements, Vendeen’s breath was coming faster and louder. Raven moaned her enjoyment.

  Despite the disgusting presence of Mikroe, the encounter excited her. The musky scent of Vendeen was right there, his body moving against her face so she couldn’t smell anything but masculine lust. The feel of his fingers twining in her hair, of his grip clutching her head, of his hot, throbbing cock moving in and out of her mouth were carnal heaven. Added to that was the steady pulse of Daagiis readying her for the fearful fucking she would soon receive; the terrible anticipation only adding to Raven’s excitement now.

  “Fuck her mouth harder. Shove your cocks into her pussy and ass now.”

  Vendeen’s hold on Raven’s head tightened in warning. His groin pressed quicker to her face now as his pace increased. Daagiis’ fingers pulled free of her. Instead of feeling the pressure of his cocks at her entrances, however, there was the sound of a drawer opening.

  “What are you doing?” Mikroe sounded put out.

  “Lubing myself, you fucking sadist. I’m not taking her ass dry.”

  There was an answering sigh. “Everyone is so fucking polite around here.”

  Raven really wanted to pause sucking Vendeen’s dick just long enough to beat some manners into Mikroe. He might have been on the good guys’ team, but he was a total asshole.

  Her thoughts stuttered when she heard the liquid squishing sound that told her Daagiis was greasing his cocks. Yet again, she got that nervous anticipation that made her heart pound.

  She concentrated on Vendeen’s pleasure to distract herself. She still made a whimpering sound when she felt Daagiis move close. Something hot, hard, and slick nudged her pussy and anus.

  Vendeen pulled free of her mouth. He patted her head. “Just in case you can’t help but grit your teeth,” he smirked.

  “Relax and push against me,” Daagiis said, stroking her ass with tenderness. “Push out as hard as you can.”

  Raven did so, and the flared heads of the two cocks pressed in. The one filling her sex wasn’t so bad, but the other one was definitely a challenge for her tighter entran
ce. It felt like Daagiis was trying to wedge a telephone pole in there.

  She groaned and kept pushing against him. The cockhead finally cleared the tight ring of muscles guarding her asshole. It still ached, but not nearly as much. She sighed with relief.

  Damn, she felt full though. Two dicks at once made her feel crammed tight. Daagiis was pushing deeper inside, shoving all that meat into her. Raven wasn’t sure she could handle this. It was getting to be too much…

  Then the friction of the face-changer’s cock found her interior hotspot. Searing carnal pleasure lit her guts like the Fourth of July. It eclipsed the effort of accepting Daagiis’ double endowment. In fact, it took that throb and transformed it into more pleasure. Raven’s cry was high and eager. If Daagiis’ hands hadn’t been holding her hips tightly, keeping her still, she would have shoved back on him.

  “There we go.” Vendeen’s voice was a distant rumble of thunder. Raven felt fingers tap against her lips. “Open for me again.”

  She understood just enough to obey him. Again, the velvety heat of his erotic flesh entered her mouth. She sucked hungrily, groaning as Daagiis continued to fill her.

  Her sex tumbled with excitement, roiling as Vendeen slid back and forth and Daagiis pushed in until his groin met her ass. The face-changer’s groan joined hers.

  “Fucking … tight,” he gasped. “Like a … fist wearing … a silk glove. Fuck.”

  Vendeen said nothing. For a change, neither did Mikroe.

  Daagiis eased back, slowly emptying Raven of all that glorious fullness. His flesh scraped hard against hers, sending a heady and extended jolt of bliss through her loins. Raven moaned against Vendeen’s driving cock.

  Daagiis shoved back in, harder and quicker than before. A jolt of ticklish heat blasted her insides. Every hair on Raven’s body raised on end. She screamed and nearly climaxed.

  “That’s it, Raven. That’s it, baby girl.” Daagiis sounded breathless.

  He moved quicker and harder, matching his pace to Vendeen’s. Both men now drove into her, setting off harsh thudding pleasure in her groin. Each surge was heavier than the last, building the pressure higher and higher. Daagiis rubbed her G-spot constantly, making her insides draw tighter with every stroke. Raven choked against Vendeen’s cock and didn’t care. Her pussy was coiling in on itself, getting ready to spring wide open in release.