Bill and the Spaceship! (Bill in Space (Erotic Fantasy))

by D. R. Rosier

  This being had brought her there and they weren’t even joined yet. She felt him start kissing his way down her body and felt her center clench in anticipation of what this being would do next. She gasped in shock and pleasure as his tongue touched her silken core. She wondered as she felt both the lust and also satisfaction from Bill as she was being pleasured.

  Not only was he being gentle, but he was getting pleasure by pleasing her? Her body responded to this in a big way. Her back arched and she ground her hot wet center into his face. She felt her center coiling again and knew that ecstasy was coming again.

  She panted out brokenly, “Oh yes Bill, please, don’t stop, I’m almost there.”

  She felt him suck in her sensitive nub and flick it with his rough tongue once. That sent her into bliss again, stronger this time. She felt him licking inside her core, making it last longer than last time too. Extending her pleasure as he licked and slurped in her nectar

  She felt him kneel up on the bed and looked down her body, seeing his cock for the first time. She gasped at the size of it, remembering the pain of the much smaller ones. She felt him line up and she moaned at the delicious friction of his head along her silken puffy lips. She felt him slip inside her and he stretched her out. It hurt at first, but apparently her being wet and ready made a huge difference.

  She felt her core conform and squeeze his invading member and moaned at the slow delicious friction as he slowly pumped into her. She felt him getting a little deeper inside her with every pump of his hips until she felt his body up against hers. His ten inches now engulfed in her willing center. She felt so good and so hot as she felt his lust and pleasure combine with hers in her mind.

  She also still felt concern coming off of him. She knew he was worried about hurting her.

  She looked up into his strange hazel eyes and begged. Partially to set his mind at ease, the other reason being she wanted it so bad, “Bill, take me, please. I need you to, take me hard!”

  She moaned as that was all it took. She felt him pull out to his tip then slam back into her, filling her up with his hot hard length. She wanted, no needed more and her body started bucking up, meeting each of his hard delicious thrusts. As his plundering cock filled her with the pleasure of its friction against her sensitive labia and core she rose to her height.

  She gasped and panted as he took her into bliss time after time. She had never known it could be like this, so beautiful and filled with her own pleasure. She felt him grow inside her, stretching her inner walls even further as he slammed into her. She could feel his seed shooting into her womb and she rose once more into bliss, clamping down on his length and milking his seed out.

  She felt him lean down and prop himself on his elbows to avoid crushing her. She mewled in his mouth as he claimed it in a soft but passionate kiss. She found it hard to believe even though she just went through it. All she knew was she was no longer a slave and despite that she wondered how long it would take before she was Bill’s body and soul.

  She felt the lust diminish, contentment was radiating off of them both. Instead of leaving her though he surprised her once again, she felt him wrap his arms around her and hold her close. As she drifted off into sleep with him she knew she had never felt so safe or cared for before in all her life.

  Chapter 6

  Ariella was amazed by her power levels. The amount of power she had at any given time was directly related to her power over space, as well as creating plasma. She was blown away with the power she received earlier from Bill and Gwen. She expected a lot from Bill, what was normal. What she didn’t expect was how he stepped up Gwen’s production of energy.

  She had Elvii on her crew before and in the past the production didn’t come close to what she got earlier. She was also impressed how Bill had handled Gwen. She knew that Gwen deserved every bit of compassion he showed of course. She guessed she shouldn’t be too surprised. Still, some judge victims, they can’t help it. She felt none of that from him, and it was exactly what Gwen needed.

  She thought they may actually have a chance at this, given the amount of power being generated she was stronger than ever before, by a few times. It would take a lot more to harm her now than in that ambush long ago.

  She went in and joined them in bed on the other side of Bill, this body needs sleep too after all. They were wrapped in each other’s arms and were sleeping contentedly. She was happy to see it. She felt a stab of jealousy from her body as well but squashed it. These human instincts could be treacherous. She knew she was in love with Bill and that he was coming to love her. There was no reason not to share it.

  For her species shared love was the way to survival. Perhaps she considered, that is why most of her species had been protectors.

  Love is not a limited commodity to be doled out miserly. She knew he would have enough for them both and perhaps for even more in the future days. Plus this was normal and expected in her crew. She hoped this instinct would not be an impediment inside him. She knew he didn’t have her years of wisdom plus the competing instincts of her race to fight it. She understood it was a survival instinct, but it held no place here.

  She snuggled into his back and drifted off to sleep.

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  Ariella woke up and they stayed in bed, talking about what to do. They all agreed to her relief that they would go forward and try to end slavery. Somehow, they would figure it out. The information she had pulled from the scout was basic though, they needed Intel from a more complete military database. Just so they could plan and decide how to start the real efforts toward their goal.

  That would require attacking a light or heavy military cruiser of Angilli origin. Their Demonae allies would not have complete information.

  Ideally they would still be hidden for as long as possible, they were one ship going after an empire. Well maybe not the empire, just the slavery within it. Still, she knew it was ambitious to say the least. To that end she started scanning Angilli space for a single light or heavy military cruiser. There currently weren’t any alone, they were mostly in two’s and three’s.

  She could do it, but could she do it quietly and before a response? Probably not.

  They discussed it and decided to wait for an opportunity at least for now. She felt Bill pull her in for a long breath stealing kiss. She sighed as he broke the kiss but felt Gwen’s soft supple lips against hers and sighed. She was full of happiness at once again having a crew to love and protect. To be her friends, lovers and perhaps mates as she roamed the stars.

  It was different this time however. While she always loved and cared for her crew, and needed the sex for fuel, with this body there was a carnal need for it. She felt a bodily imperative to express her love and attraction through the physical act. The pleasure was so much more in this shape. She eventually did grow sated, as they all pleasured each other for several hours…

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  Larissa growled in annoyance. She had signed up for this duty at the word rebellion. She longed for a challenge to her abilities. This was not it. These Elvii were just sheep that needed a strong crook, not an invasion force to put them down. Her tail whipped behind her as she stalked through the settlement, no one got in her way. Even other Demonae were giving her a wide berth.

  She felt some small compassion for these Elvii, the thought of being a slave disgusted her. However their cowardice and unwillingness to fight disgusted her far more than any feelings of compassion.

  Her own fellow soldiers were starting to disgust her as well. They got off on the fear and pain they delivered. They stopped being soldiers in her eyes. There was no honor in them at all. The Demonae space force had degenerated into thugs. She longed for a real battle. Her tail whipped back and forth, clearly demonstrating to all her short temper.

  She ran into an Elvii male and all she did was growl, sent the damn coward running. When she turned the corner she lost her temper all together. There were two of her fellow warriors with pants down aroun
d their ankles. They were both trying to get an Elvii to suck their dick. A battle of wills to see whose control power was stronger.

  She felt a slight twinge at the young Elvii woman’s predicament, but brushed it off. If she won’t fight she isn’t worth the thought. What she was mad at was the actions of the warriors themselves. She felt that same hole in her life where the challenge of battle was missing. However she refused to fill it with dishonorable behavior and cruelty to alleviate the boredom as these cretins were.

  She said scornfully, “What the hell are you doing? This isn’t the way for a warrior to act. Kill her or send her home, what sick game is this? Where is your superior?”

  She sighed as she saw another Demonae step forward, this one with a higher rank than her.

  He sneered, “I need to promote one of these. I want the strongest controller in the position. I thought this might be more entertaining, you have a problem with that?”

  She couldn’t believe her ears. This was a promotion challenge? It should by rights be a fight to decide the matter, the strongest walking away with the position. Her temper got the best of her and she growled and jumped forward, baring her claws at the piece of shit who was leading this dishonorable contest. Things went south fast from there, as the four Demonae surrounded her.

  She spat, “Have you no honor? Are we animals then?”

  She was mad and had bared her claws, but she hadn’t attacked without a challenge. However they did. She growled her voice full of power and the two nitwits with their pants down immediately ran. Now it was just two to one. She felt sorry for them for a moment then started to rip into them as they attacked.

  She was still a low rank because she was a female, young, and because she had no desire to lead. She just wanted to be in an honorable battle in the trenches so to speak. She saw the regret in his eyes, that he had attacked her, while his lifeblood spilled from his throat. That’s when she felt three stunner rounds hit her in the back from behind. She fell to the ground, unconscious.

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  She woke up to the vibration of the deck plates. Wherever she was they had just jumped to light speed. She groaned, her head hurt like a bitch. She growled, damn temper got her in trouble, again. She wondered if she would get executed this time or not. That dumb ass was the third superior she had gotten in a fight with. Even if he threw the first punch she still ripped out his throat.

  Crap.

  She looked around. It didn’t look like a Demonae cruiser’s brig. To damn bright, must be on an Angilli ship. She wonders why she was turned over to them. There would only be one reason, to plumb out her mind. She was too disciplined for most Angilli to get in her mind, so they must have sent her off to someone who could get in.

  Dumb shits probably thought she did that to defend the worthless Elvii. Doesn’t anyone in the shit hole of a military have honor anymore? Perhaps she was just a fool, her motivations were obviously only known to herself. What else can she expect from brigands and cretins? Well if she lives through this she would get a discharge, she was now convinced there were no honorable or challenging fights out there anymore…

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  Bill was in the center chair on the bridge, head back and eyes closed. They were moving into position to disable the light cruiser. He knew that he should be watching as the skirmish progressed. His only defense was that Ariella’s hot mouth was doing amazing things to his cock. He looked down at her and into her bright green eyes. He felt like he may be falling in love with her.

  Her bobbing, suction and tightly hugging lips were milking his cock hard. Her throat massaging the sensitive head of his pleasure. She had said she might need the energy, but the twinkle in her eyes and the look she was giving him now was convincing him otherwise. He as pretty sure she just wanted his cock in her mouth. Her warm wet inviting mouth.

  He swelled inside her as her throat massaged his engorged tip and he shot ropes of cum strait down her throat. She had a look of pleasure on her face that was unbelievable to him, but he wasn’t going to argue. He saw her wink up at him as he had that thought.

  She wasn’t telling…

  Suddenly her face got serious and he looked up at the readings. The light cruiser was already disabled, he had missed the shot. Problem is a heavy cruiser just decloaked and took a defensive position in front of the light. They shot missiles at them and he heard Ariella snort.

  She said, “Apparently they don’t remember how to fight my kind, energy weapons only.”

  He said, “Why only energy.”

  She smiled and said, “Because we have an instinctive understanding and control of space itself.”

  He wasn’t sure what she meant by that but saw the missiles heading for them suddenly facing the other direction and heading back toward the other ship. The heavy cruiser was destroyed by its own missiles. They hadn’t even fired a shot.

  He asked, “Can you do that with their ships?”

  She shook her head, “The ships have energy shields which interferes, at least until we knock them out. In addition their engines and reactors hold a great amount of raw energy, unlike a small missile. It affects my ability to manipulate space directly near them.”

  He pulled her into a kiss and said, “I’ll get my weapon, we are ready to board?”

  He saw her nod in answer and he headed into the bedroom to get the weapon.

  He looked over at Gwen and smiled as he grabbed the weapon. He was surprised when she came to him, he had thought her afraid. She was so beautiful. He knew what brutalities she had been through so made a special effort their first time, and it paid off well. He had reveled in every single orgasm he had pulled out of her, and there were many.

  He watched her walk over, so graceful he thought. He kissed her when she embraced him.

  Gwen said, “Be careful, I wish I could go with you, but violence is hard on my species.”

  He said smiling, “I will, and you will have plenty to do when we bring the data back.”

  He left the room and went back to the bridge. He realized he was getting wrapped around more than one finger as he made it back to the bridge.

  He said, “Ready.”

  They were surrounded by lights and appeared in a curved corridor. He didn’t see anyone in either direction.

  She said while pointing, “We go this way, then up three levels then down a long corridor to the bridge.”

  She shrugged apologetically, “It was the closest I could get us. The bridge is protected by an energy field.”

  He nodded and took the lead. They only ran into two Angilli on the way to the lift and he quickly took out both before they could react or raise the alarm. He looked at them closely, being the first he has ever seen. Their skin was a light golden color. Their hair was just a few shades darker. Other than that they looked surprisingly human, especially with those bright blue eyes.

  They took the lift up and carefully stepped out in the corridor, stunner raised. They found two Angilli on the floor, throats ripped out.

  What the hell?

  They continued following the corridor toward the bridge and ran into three more dead Angilli. He exchanged a mystified look with Ariella and they heard weapons fire up ahead.

  They cautiously approached and saw two Angilli that were glowing white. It almost looks like they had wings. They were very fast this way, but the Demonae female was faster. He realized she must be the cause of all the corpses they passed. He raised his arm and took out one of the Angilli.

  The Demonae hissed in frustration and practically tore off the second Angilli’s head.

  She glared back at them and he went to take the shot.

  Ariella said, “Wait. Let’s talk to her.”

  Bill raised his eyebrow and shrugged. He figured she was a mind reader and empath. Although he couldn’t imagine a good reason to talk to a Demonae. She was covered in blood and looked really pissed.

  Larissa said in exasperation, “What the hell did you do that for? I was having f
un fighting both. I finally had a challenge and you ruined it.”

  He was alarmed when she growled.

  He shrugged, “We want on the bridge, it’s why we are here after all.”

  Her eyes narrowed. “Can you get me off this ship? I imagine I am now a fugitive.”

  Ariella said, “We can offer you more than that, if you swear not to harm me or anyone aboard the ship, including the ship itself.”

  He asked Ariella skeptically, “Are you sure?”

  Ariella nodded firmly. “She is one of the few Demonae who hold to the old code of honor, if she gives her word it shall be so. Unless of course we attack her, but I am not worried about that happening.”

  Larissa said, “My name is Larissa. I swear not to harm you, the ship or any of your crew. I was put in here because… Well because most of the Demonae warriors no longer have honor. They are simply thugs.”

  Bill shrugged. He wasn’t sure about this, but he trusted Ariella with his life, so he went with it.

  He nodded and said, “I’m Bill. We still need to take the bridge first before we can go, we are here for information.”

  Larissa smiled and said, “Follow me,” and stalked off down the hall.

  They made their way up to the bridge and with Larissa’s help it went pretty fast. He watched as Ariella injected her connection and started skimming through the data. He watched her face turn to sadness.

  He said, “What is it?”

  She sighed, “I had a vain hope that there were still some of my kind somewhere, that these records might be different, or have secrets. But no, they are all gone.”

  Then her eyes got wide and she said, “I know why they had a cloaked heavy as an escort though. The next in line to rule the Angilli Empire is on this ship… Shall we pick her up?”