by D. R. Rosier
He grinned and nodded. Kidnapping a princess wasn’t on his to do list but it seemed like a good idea. “Then we get out of her? Do you have the database?”
She said, “It will be downloaded before we leave, trust me.”
He smiled and said, “Always.”
She said, “Her name is Tiffani, not sure what we will do with her. It will depend on what plans we come up with I think. Either way no killing her, understood?”
Larissa rolled her eyes. “I don’t kill civilians, at least not if they are weaponless.”
He snickered and they went back out into the ship in search of a princess.
Chapter 7
Tiffani has been having a hell of a week. She is angry and pissed off, mostly because she is scared out of her wits.
It started months ago when her father, the emperor, had insisted she be married off to a man she hated, simply because of his station. She had just turned eighteen and was still a virgin. The idea of giving herself to that man put her on edge. She fought and bitched like a five year old, mostly because she was afraid, but her father wouldn’t budge. It was intolerable.
She knew she was completely wrapped up in herself the last few months over it, and it made her bitchy as a result. Finally he had gotten tired of it and sent her off to get to know her future husband. She shivered, the guy was a snake, and giving up his daughter was apparently the way he would take care of him.
Her next shock was the Elvii. She had grown up with her servants. They were around a lot more than her father. She had treated them almost like family, and she knew they were happy with their positions. She knew of course, because she was a strong reader. Perhaps even stronger than her father. Somehow her father had kept her in ignorance, keeping her trapped in the capital and their palace.
Her Elvii were never mistreated. She wonders though if she had fooled herself, or turned a blind eye to it subconsciously. How could she, a powerful reader, have never known? She was shocked at how the Elvii were treated on this ship. They were terrified of her, of any Angilli. What is worse is she found out it isn’t just this ship, its common all over the Empire. Her servants at home were the oddity.
So she had been brooding about being betrothed to an asshole and wondering if there was anything she could do about the Elvii situation. She was a princess after all. Shouldn’t she be able to make a difference? She sagged. Not likely, her father would probably have her killed. It was too widespread a problem, and like it or not her family was likely behind it happening in the first place.
It made her feel dirty and that pissed her off.
And last but not least, the damn ship was under attack. She kept thinking she would be blown up. At least then she wouldn’t have to worry so much. Of course, she was terrified right now. That’s when her door opened and a male being walked in. A race she has never seen before. She reached out with her mind as she glared at the intruders. Her mind hit a wall.
She also found she could not infiltrate the second beings mind either. She was terrified, she knew she probably should have kept her mouth shut, but she fell back on what she knew, being a princess.
“How dare you enter my rooms without leave, do you know who I am? I will have you killed for this insolence if you don’t leave me now.”
Damn it, her voice was shaking there at the end, maybe they didn’t notice? She saw a knowing grin on the woman’s face and felt her mind being touched. She slammed down her barriers hard and glared. Then a Demonae warrior woman came in, oh shit. She saw the male turn and stare at her appraisingly, boldly looking her up and down. It was shocking to her. Most men knew better, that her father wouldn’t take kindly to it.
He said, “Don’t worry princess. We are just taking a trip.”
She demanded, “Stay away, don’t touch me!”
The orders fell flat on even her ears. She heard the Demonae snort in contempt at her fear.
The male being shook his head, “Don’t need to touch you princess.”
She saw him nod to the other female and they were surrounded in white lights. She knew what that meant. That in concert with being the first beings she couldn’t read. But that race is extinct! She found herself in a room alone in a bed, her mind spinning. She felt dizzy and sat on the bed. She giggled hysterically as she realized at least she didn’t have to marry that creepy asshole now.
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Bill was worried, especially at his reactions.
He watched as Ariella led Larissa away for a tour, and to brief her on what they were doing. Apparently the old code meant she wanted a challenge. He smirked. Taking on the Empire was a challenge all right.
Besides Larissa making him nervous he was shocked at the effect Tiffani had on him. She was stunning, it took all of his will to maintain a calm and cool composure and not stare at her with his jaw on the ground when they had barged into her room. Ariella was letting him deal with it on his own, so she must not be worried about it, which in a way was a comfort.
But still, stunning was an insult to what Tiffani was. She had that golden skin and it looked so smooth and perfect. Her face shone with innocence and she had an undeniably soft and ethereal beauty. She also had a curvy body and a nice set of C cups that stood up proudly on her chest. Her blue eyes had shown fear and his first inclination was to go and comfort her. He needed to remember she was the enemy. The next in line for the throne behind her father.
Even her bitchiness was easy to see through to the fear driving it. She was not typical of what he thought as an Angilli. Maybe he needed to adjust his thoughts? She clearly was a spoiled brat though. All that bitchiness was not new to her. It was just insincere in the moment of her fear, what she had fallen behind to deal with the moment.
He sighed and took a shower, then went back to his room. Gwen had a relieved look and covered his face in kisses as soon as he got in. Bill couldn’t help it, her soft pleasing flesh felt good under his hands. Gwen was every bit as beautiful as the Angilli he had in his thoughts, just in a completely different way.
He watched her smile when she felt his bulge and to his surprise she dropped to her knees.
She said sultrily, “I’m going to show you how happy I am your safe and back with me.”
He watched her unzip him and pull his suit down past his center, freeing his hardness.
He was awed at the look of seduction, pleasure and need on her face and in her eyes as she looked up at him and slowly fed his cock past her full lips. All thoughts of the princess now fled his mind as he watched her service him in a wanton fashion. She was clearly getting off on pleasuring him. Her tongue was doing amazing things to the bottom of his cock as it slid through her lips and toward her waiting throat.
He saw her throat move as she swallowed and his sensitive cock head slipped inside. He grunted at the sensation of vibration as she hummed around his length. He watched her slowly move her head back. There was a loud popping noise when her lips parted from his cock.
He was lost in his lust as he watched her slowly strip down in front of him, her eyes conveying her need. Then he watched her walk away from him and bend over the bed. He watched her turn her head around and look at him meaningfully then arch her back, sticking her ass in the air in a clear invitation.
The small part of him not consumed with lust was overjoyed to see this in her. Her confidence in seducing him so blatantly, knowing that she is safe with him. That turned him on no small amount. He finally remembered how to walk and moved up behind her. He held her against the bed with one hand pushing against her sexy ass while he teased her slit with his cock head.
He felt her push back but would not let her move. Her silken folds felt so good rubbing against his sensitive tip he moaned and squeezed her ass. He slowly parted her lips and fed her needy pussy with his cock, one small forward movement at a time. He sighed in pleasure at the feel of her tight wet heat hugging his length. He heard her sigh of relief as her body melted against the bed, submitting to his control.
He pu
lled out to the tip and pushed back in, slowly picking up the speed of his long firm strokes as he plundered her core. He heard her gasp of surprise turn into a moan of pleasure when he popped his lubricated thumb into her dark hole.
He said breathlessly, “God you feel so good taking my cock. Play with your clit while I fuck your pussy with my hard cock and your ass with my thumb.”
He watched as she started playing with her clit and her back arched while she screamed in ecstasy. He felt her tight wet pussy lock down even harder on his cock, the wet friction milking his cock got more intense and set him off.
“Oh god, I’m going to fill you up baby.”
He shot ropes of cum into her center, coating her walls and filling her up with his batter. His legs shook and his hand squeezed her ass cheek hard as he shot spurt after spurt into her trembling and grasping heat.
When they came down a bit and he felt steady enough, he pulled out and sat on the bed. He pulled her into his lap and kissed her hard and long. He caressed her beautiful face and wondered how he got so lucky to have two amazing woman.
After a time he grew hard again, the feel of her body against his revitalizing his cock quickly.
He watched her smile. Then she moved to straddle him. His eyes never left hers as she mounted and started slowly bouncing on his cock. He felt her slow to grind their bodies together and claim some sweet soft kisses. He wasn’t complaining, they had time, plus her lips were so very soft and inviting…
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Larissa was annoyed. The Elvii woman Gwen was getting on her nerves. She kept flinching whenever they were in the same room together. She did not take offense, she knew it was because of what Gwen had gone through, so was not really questioning her honor. She was weak though, needed some back bone.
She just got done speaking to Ariella earlier and thinks she will stay. She wanted a challenge and nothing like taking on an Empire with one ship, at least to start with. She knew if they didn’t gain allies there would be no hope at all. Although, the idea of fighting a hopeless battle was having other effects. She growled when she thought of Bill again. He was a fighter, brave… But not of her species.
She wondered if she decided to bed him if her control would break through. Demonae usually avoided bedding other species because it turned them into virtual slaves. Which got annoying after a while. Beings enslaved so were always so fawning. She shuddered at the thought of doing that to the warrior she would be fighting beside.
That would never happen. It would be considered a violation of her word not to harm after all. She gave her word again and told Ariella she would stay. If she changes her mind she promised to have them drop her off before she once again considers them an enemy. She just hopes the fighting comes soon. Maybe she should ask Ariella if he is fully protected?
She growled at her thoughts, not going to happen.
Chapter 8
Tiffani was worried. She has been stuck in this room, unable to leave. She could also admit she was being a bit bitchy. She couldn’t help it. She just went there when she was scared. So far she had spoken to no one, nor seen anyone. Not even for food deliveries, her food and water just appeared from nowhere. All perfectly prepared Angilli dishes.
Who were these strange beings, and where did this ship come from? Should she even be their enemy? She too had hated the way the Elvii were being treated when she witnessed it first hand, she hadn’t understood before. But to go against her family… She would need to be sure. She didn’t even know for sure what these people were doing. She could not read them at all.
She sighed, she had nothing to do but wait. She decided a shower would make her feel better and slipped into the adjoining bathroom. She found a form fitting suit to change into and stared at it dubiously, it would be skin tight, but it would be clean. The dress she was wearing smelled of fear and sweat. She stripped it off and got into the steamy hot shower and sighed in contentment.
When she was done in the shower she dried off and slipped into the suit. She blushed as she looked at her young nubile body in the mirror and thought of others seeing her like this. Nothing was left to the imagination at all.
When she walked out of the bathroom that strange being Bill was there. He started talking while turning toward her.
Bill said, “I came to check up on you, make sure you like the meals. Answer any questions…”
She was about to let him have it verbally when he trailed off. She watched as his eyes grew wide then blushed herself when she saw his bodies response to her presence. A definite strain in the fabric at his center. Her caustic thoughts went unsaid and she couldn’t help but stare at it.
Her father had been very protective and kept her away from most men. No one had ever stared at her with such heat before and she felt flush. She turned away from the sight of him to regain her thoughts.
“These conditions are intolerable although the food is quite adequate I suppose,” she winced when her comments came out breathlessly instead of scornfully.
He said firmly, “Good to know. We won’t harm you but you are our prisoner. Your family… Well you know exactly why I imagine.”
She heard him turn and leave. She sighed. No, she didn’t know, or at least, not until recently. She still had too many holes and doubts in what she learned.
She heard the door open again and to her surprise a female Elvii walked in. She could not get in her mind either.
Gwen said, “I am Gwen, I sensed your confusion, can I help clear anything up?”
She sighed and nodded. They spent hours together, Gwen filled her in on the horrors her own family had made happen or ignored over the last two thousand years. What they were planning to do about it, in general. After all right now she was the enemy. After Gwen left she broke down and cried. When her tears stopped Tiffani started to plan. She also noted to her dismay, she just couldn’t get Bill and that huge bulge out of her mind.
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Ariella was still going over all the data. It was taking a long time. The database was quite large. She found something quite interesting and got everyone together. Larissa, Bill and Gwen took seats on the bridge and she started.
“There seems to be a rebelling system in the database.”
Larissa snorted.
Ariella smiled at Larissa and said, “Normally I would agree with your terse assessment Larissa. However they have sent two Demonae ships out there to investigate and neither has returned. It is supposedly a joint Elvii and Orlii settlement. The strangest thing is there seems to be two Elvii who are leading this revolt.”
Larissa’s eyes went up, “Worth checking I would think. I would be interested to meet an Elvii who would actually fight for their lives and freedom.”
Bill said, “Agreed we should check it out.”
Ariella nodded and they set a course…
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Anise sighed. Her and her sister Sylvia had fought off two invasions but she knew they would be planning something a bit bigger than a small Demonae force for next time. Especially after failing twice. They were making progress but it was slow going.
Sylvia said fiercely, “Yes, it is slow but better than nothing. Ever since we discovered we could shield others from control... One day we will succeed, I can feel it.”
Anise wondered about that. Their powers had been growing, but they were still young. Right now they appeared to be Elvii. Twins in fact, though not truly related it was all part of their disguise. But they were still barely adult despite their age. Her scans picked up a ship and she became all business, sending out an alert of incoming.
Sylvia said, “That isn’t a Demonae ship, or even Angilli.”
Anise went over the scans carefully and her eyes widened. It couldn’t be. This could possibly be a more alarming possibility if he or she was here to cause harm. Was the incoming ship a traitor? Or a survivor from back then?
But how?
Her scans detected no active weapons, though she knew that
ship could charge and fire incredibly fast. She brought up their defenses but would wait for an indication of intent. She watched as they closed quickly with the planet.
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Bill looked at her nicely bubbled ass as the material hugged her form. He started to think Larissa was pretty hot. Once he got used to her presence and the horns, claws, and tail stopped being so startling he decided she was rather attractive.
Ariella said smirking at him, “We have an incoming transmission from the planet, putting it up.”
He looked at the screen and saw a couple of Elvii females. Attractive of course but what caught his eye is they looked like twins. They also had suspicious looks on their faces.
He smiled at the screen and said, “Hi ladies. We heard you were doing well out here trying to gain your freedom, so we thought we’d come by and say hello, maybe talk about things a bit.”
They looked warily at him for a moment.
Anise said, “I am Anise, this is my sister Sylvia. We have you covered so land at the coordinates we are sending. Any false moves and we fire, got it?”
He raised an eyebrow and said, “Yes ma’am, we surely do at that.”
The view screen cut off and he said, “Any objections to landing?”
No one said anything so he shrugged at looked at Ariella. She nodded so he watched the view screen come on to show their approach. The planet was mostly green, scattered blue around here and there. The trees looked different, but they still looked like trees to him. They landed pretty quickly, but not too quick. He wondered how a pair of Elvii could be trigger happy. He knew there was more than met the eye here.
He saw one of the walls turn fuzzy, out of focus.
Ariella indicated it with her hand.
He shrugged and walked through the wall onto the planet. It smelled different, but it was still fresh air. He wasn’t worried about diseases or killer spores, Ariella would never put him at risk.