by D. R. Rosier
Chapter 10
Tiffani was hunting down Gabe, she hadn’t gotten a chance to be with him yet and she had a few hours of free time now. Everything had been so busy the last few days. They were planning out a war and how to recover at the same time. She built plans to get things in place for relief efforts, as they expected the populations to be alive but heavily abused and in need of aid.
She found Gabe in the office she had set aside for him and firmly closed the door when she entered. She wasn’t bothering to shield and didn’t care a whit if the whole palace knew she was in heat. She had waited long enough, and performed her responsibilities unstintingly.
She smiled at his hungry expression, knowing he could see her need for him only made her hotter. Her erect nipples grew ultra sensitive against the material of her dress. She could also feel her moist center clenching as she gazed upon him.
They didn’t speak, they just kissed, hungrily devouring each other’s lips as their tongues dueled and explored the other’s lips and mouth. They undressed an article of clothing at a time, unwilling to break their lips apart long enough to strip all at once. Her hands roved over his broad muscular chest before wrapping around and cupping his neck.
She was teasingly running the tip of her nails on the back of his neck and shoulders as their kiss deepened in intensity. Their bodies now stripped, their skin running against each other. She gasped in pleasure at the feel of her hardened nipples grinding into the skin of his chest while she wantonly ground her wet heat on his thigh.
She sighed into his mouth and broke the kiss. Her voice was full of passion and sultry lust, “I need you in me, now Gabe!”
She felt him pick her up and push her back up against the wall firmly. Then she felt herself dropping down on to his cock, deliciously impaling herself on his sword as he kissed and licked her neck. She wrapped her arms around his head, pulling his mouth toward her tingling and lonely nipple as he started to drive up within her.
She panted out, “Gabe. Fuck! Yes, don’t stop!”
She started to tremble, her back forcefully pushed into the wall with every long hard stroke of his length. She mewled in pleasure and spoke his name over and over as her moist molten core erupted into rapturous bliss. She heard him grunt and felt the swell of his manhood stretching out her tight heat. She moaned throatily as he filled her with his baby batter. She had waited so long for this and it was perfect. Wonderful.
Not better than Bill but different, as she shared her love with Gabe. When he released her she went down to her knees and took him in her mouth. Cleaning and stimulating his flagging arousal until it was hard again.
She took control now and pushed him back into a chair and mounted him, impaling her needy pussy on his cock while moaning with pleasure. She wondered if she would conceive from this, she wanted to, had been wanting his child for so long. She loved Gabe, but wondered how much of her wild need was due to her wanting a baby. Somewhere along the line, her search for a compatible person to fulfill her responsibilities had turned into a burning need to have a baby with this wonderful man.
She started bouncing on his cock fast, synchronized with her pants and random noises of pleasure as their skin slapped together. She worked his cock with her core muscles, milking him for the seed she wanted deep inside her womb. She was an absolute hot mess as she fucked his brains out. She was transported into ecstasy as she felt him once again expand and fill her, coating her heated core with his seed.
They went several more rounds, she was bent over the table, she took him from up top on his desk, pretty much breaking in every piece of furniture in the room over the next few blissful, and orgasm filled, hours. They did get around eventually to making love, softly and slowly, but it took a long time to get there.
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Bill’s grin wouldn’t die. He had his mind covered in his golden shield, protecting his mind, at least from Tiffani and Gabe. He had taken one look at Tiffani earlier and saw the second life essence within her womb. It was small and tentative right after conception. He figured she would want to find out for herself. He didn’t think Ariella would tell, so he was only blocking Tiffani and Gabe. He had no idea how he would manage to stay shielded for a couple of weeks without arousing some suspicion but was determined to try.
He was a little torn about his power, he felt he needed to practice and learn more about it, but also felt it was immoral to mess with someone’s life. Maybe he could try on the next Sprisi? He really didn’t have a chance to study it closely. He only looked to figure out how to kill it.
That wouldn’t be good enough if he wanted to find another way. He was wondering if he could change them.
Would that be as immoral as killing them? Or more so?
He didn’t know, but he was sure there was a big difference between stopping the evil done by them across the universe, as opposed to just changing someone because of a disagreement. Some beings would rather die than change, but that didn’t mean he shouldn’t look into it at least.
He also thought they needed to get a look at the Sprisi home world, figure out the environment they lived in, there could be a clue there as well for another way. There was one thing he was convinced of though. What the Sprisi did was evil, no doubt, but after seeing their soul he questioned the premise that they, as a race, were evil. After all, they were driven by their instincts. Much like he had no choice but to feel jealousy in the past, or some human killed another in crime of jealousy and passion. The Sprisi had no choice but to feed off dark emotions, it was built in, it was their nature. He wanted to know why that was.
He didn’t know if looking would make a difference, but he would exhaust all the possibilities and avenues of investigation before he would commit genocide. Even then he wondered if he could do it.
One good thing is he won’t have to miss having Tiffani around again when they leave. She and Gabe are coming this time. Tiffani will leave Anise and Sylvia to run things in her absence. Anise and Sylvia can’t come with him since they, along with Brendon and Sally, are the backup teams. In case he dies. He would miss them, but it wouldn’t be much of a safeguard if they were on ship as well.
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Bill walked on the bridge. It was empty except for Gwen. Despite how often they were together he couldn’t help but stare at her sexy tight ass and long toned legs as she bent over the table looking down at a report. He heard her light sigh and smiled, no doubt she had felt his lustful regard.
He walked up behind her and started caressing her back and playing with her hair. He slid his hand slowly down her back, gently cupping her tight ass and squeezing. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, the ship suit conforming perfectly to her sexy body. He reveled in her shape and his lust built as he traced the lines and curves of her body with his fingertips. He heard her breathing pick up, and gently pulled her around and into his arms, claiming a soft kiss from her soft, pliant, and slightly parted lips.
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She melded her body to his as he drew her in. Gwen had been thinking about Tiffani earlier with Gabe, happy that she could get the child she not only needed but wanted. That was when she realized what was missing in her own life, what had been bothering her. She wanted a child, to be a mother. During her years of slavery she had never considered such a thing, the thought of bringing a child into such a universe where she was just chattel, had just never occurred. But now, her life was happy, and seemed full of promise.
She tilted her head and moaned as Bill started to kiss and nibble on her neck.
She said softly, a breath in his ear, “Bill, I want a baby.”
She felt him pull back enough to brush his lips against hers lightly and he said, “Well, I’m sure we can add another Elvii to the crew, or you know, go outside. Whatever you want.”
She was struck with confusion, not understanding what he meant at all. She shook her head in denial as what he was saying sunk in. It hadn’t even occurred to her, the thought of having a baby
with another felt jarring, wrong. It was Bill she loved and wanted.
She said, “No, you don’t understand my love, I want to have your baby, I don’t want another. Can’t you… You know…”
She just kind of trailed off. She was thinking he might be able to modify her egg or his sperm, or both? To make them compatible enough to join together and create new life.
He looked confused for a moment, then smiled wide. “I can look at it at the moment of conception, see how close or far it is too viable. If things are too different, I don’t know if I should try.”
She reached out and removed his uniform as he removed hers. She loved feeling him explode inside her, today it would be a little more special and she yearned for it. She felt her center clench as if it was desperately searching for his hard length. She turned back around and started to bend over the table, sticking her ass up in invitation, but he surprised her by picking her up in his arms and carrying her over to the bed.
He smiled and said in a gentle voice, “If you are going to have my child, it is not going to start with a quick fuck over a table.”
She looked up in his eyes when he lay her down gently on the bed, crawling in after. What she saw in his eyes warmed her heart as he looked down at her tenderly. She felt his overwhelming emotions, they were laced with love, lust, adoration, and need. Her joy in him and what they had, filled her heart. She surrendered everything she was to him with no reservations.
She felt him slide across her entrance as he teased her neck with brushing kisses and soft suckles. She felt him spread her labia with his bulbous head and start to fill her needy core as he whispered, “I love you Gwen,” into her ears before sucking in her earlobe.
They made slow but emotionally intense love for over an hour. She lost count of the incredible body trembling and pleasure filled orgasms he gave her before filling her with his seed. Gwen slowly came to realize he wanted a baby with her just as bad as she wanted his.
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Ariella smiled inside. After all, the ship shape didn’t have a mouth. When she had read Bill’s intentions she had created the bed on the bridge. Unknown to them, she had also locked the bridge door. She would make sure no one disturbed their tender moment.
Chapter 11
Bill shrugged. They were talking about how to proceed. He wanted to capture a Sprisi and study it. It wouldn’t take that long after all, maybe fifteen minutes? They also needed to find a home world location. The only way that was happening was if they could get the information from a Sprisi. That wouldn’t be possible if they went straight to destroying them all.
Plus, he wasn’t sure he could just start killing them all without understanding. In his mind they had to make sure, check the source first. Larissa and Tiffani were against waiting, and he kind of got their point. A lot of beings were suffering right now, and it would continue for longer if they followed his plan. Gabe seemed neutral and despite her people suffering Gwen was satisfied to follow his lead for the most part.
Maybe it was the empathy? She could feel his doubts clearly.
He said, “Look, let’s just go grab one, if I don’t get anywhere with it we will go kill all the ones we can find. But I have to try. We need to find their home world anyway.”
It was hard for him to believe two hours ago he was filled with joy. He hadn’t needed to do much. He could see conception happen before his eyes, but the life essence wasn’t quite compatible, it didn’t form a viable life. But it was really close, all it needed was a nudge and it formed before his eyes. He couldn’t help but smile at the thought, even in the midst of the argument.
He was going to be a father.
Tiffani said coldly, “Fine, I think it’s a bad idea, but do what you have to so we can start getting rid of them before more of my subjects die.”
He sighed as she stormed out. Trouble in paradise. He probably wouldn’t need to find a couch, but he was sure she would arrange it so there were two or three bodies between them tonight.
He closed his eyes and concentrated on the signature of a Sprisi and found himself aboard a ship. He studied it for a moment, but couldn’t tell anything else really, he would need to be in the same room. He waited for Ariella’s tap on his shoulder before returning to his body. He needed to wait until she got a fix from his mind.
When he felt the tap he returned to his body. He found he didn’t need to concentrate to return like he did the first time. It was a simple thought to go back where he belonged.
When he got back and looked up he heard Larissa growl out, “How long to intercept?”
He thought she sounded mad at him too, her growl a bit deeper and angrier than normal.
Ariella said, “About 2 hours we will overtake the ship.”
Larissa said, “Perfect.”
He was alarmed at first, when Larissa picked him up and threw him into the center chair. But he relaxed when she mounted him and pulled him into a hard kiss.
Larissa growled softly, “Two hours sounds perfect,” as she released his hardening cock from the suit…
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Bill wasn’t sure what got into Larissa, but the last couple of hours were amazing. Maybe him standing firm behind what he believed turned her on? He wasn’t sure, all that he could see was she was wildly turned on by him when she took him, but not the thoughts that had led to it. He finished donning his suit.
By the time he was ready, Ariella had the enemy’s ship disabled. The three of them transported over to the disabled ship and made their way to the bridge. They were meeting stiff resistance but they had the suits, and they were careful not to take too many on at once. As soon as they got to the bridge he surrounded their target with the golden energy, while Ariella and Larissa knocked out the rest of them. His golden energy kept the Sprisi trapped within its host.
This one was Angilli, and he again noted that the essence seemed darker. Still sort of whitish, but grey and dirty. He immediately saw the same part of it that he could use to kill it, but that wasn’t his goal. He was here to get information, and figure out what drove the Sprisi to feed on misery. As he studied it, it felt wrong. He could see its hunger, it was almost all hunger and hate, driven to seek out and feed on misery and the darker emotions.
For some reason Brendon popped into his mind, but he failed to see why. Rather than dismiss it he mulled it over for a moment, hoping it was part of his new and enhanced intuition, rather than random thought. Suddenly it hit him. Even though he had known Brendon was good for being advanced and compatible for Anise, when Bill first saw him he had a slight gray tinge to his life essence.
Nothing at all as bad as what he was looking at now. But it had been there, nonetheless.
It had gone away, the gray tinge. He had seen Brandon’s essence turning pure white after his spine was healed. To the same bright white he saw in everyone else. He stopped studying and trying to interpret its essence and looked for damage instead.
When he knew what to look for it was obvious. He saw something that reminded him of an atrophied limb, sick and useless. Without thinking it through he immediately reached out with his golden tendrils, not to destroy, but to heal.
He watched as the Sprisi’s essence slowly changed to a pure white color. The Angilli’s screaming threats started to taper off and stopped altogether when it was healed. He watched as the Sprisi was filled with regret and horror, the emotions mirrored on the face of the Angilli as he sat down heavily.
The Angilli said in a helpless voice, “You should kill me. I may be okay right now, but it will just happen again. I will become the twisted horror, nothing can stop it.”
Bill said, “Why?”
The Angilli shook his head in despair and said, “A billion years ago, give or take, we, the Sprisi, were as you see me now. Our star was unlike any other we have ever found. It had natural radiation, not unlike the energy you just created to heal me. It wasn’t harmful or inimical, but life giving. There was a species on my world that was symbiotic. We g
ave them longer life, higher intelligence. They gave us the ability to interact on a physical level. We shared the body together, living as one being. We could even leave the planet. The radiation soaked into their body’s cells was enough to sustain us for years away from our sun, before we had to go back and feed.
“We searched the universe and saw nothing, no life, or at least, only the beginnings of it. Even the Dravii were primitive reptiles at the time. They are the oldest intelligent race after us.
“Our galaxy was one of the first formed. When your world burned in fire, and the beginning of life on your world was a protein soup, we were already an ancient and mighty civilization spanning across many star systems.”
Bill waited patiently as the Sprisi composed his thoughts before continuing, “Then, like I said, it all changed about a billion years ago, our star moved into its next cycle of life. We desperately searched the universe when the radiation died out, but we couldn’t find anything nourishing. As we slowly withered, it was discovered that we could feed off the energy of misery, but it still left a gnawing hunger within us. All it really did though was prevent our death. We devolved. Our partners became our victims, as instead of sharing control we took it, and actually tortured ourselves, to feed our dying energy.“
He looked down at the floor and said, “Then a hundred thousand years ago an Angilli ship found our system and made contact. We were all starving, merely surviving for a billion years. When we found out there was now a universe full of life to feed our hunger. Well, you know the rest of the story there.”
The Sprisi looked up at Bill and said, “We couldn’t help it as we slid into brutality, our nature not letting us die. Much like a physical life form will fall back on cannibalism if pushed too close to death, we lost our souls so long ago. So please, kill me before it happens again.”
Bill was shocked, “You mean you were there? You are over a billion years old?”
The Sprisi nodded, “We all are, we haven’t had the energy to reproduce in all that time. Our energy forms don’t age, we aren’t physical. But when we have lived long enough we give our lives in the mating, two of us combining and breaking up into five or six offspring. The only other way for us to die is a lack of energy to fuel our forms. You understand now don’t you? We are the past, our time is gone, ran out with our sun a billion years ago and now we are shadows and monsters. You must kill us, free us from our nightmare.”