A light shone in an open hatch large enough for our transport to float inside. It flew down a tube and slowed to glide into a claw that hooked around the craft and pulled us into a cargo bay. A cargo bay roughly the size of Manhattan. It was also just as busy. There were so many beings and machines flying around and walking on the labyrinth of floating walkways at least a mile above the floor that it was overwhelming to take in. On the ground level were ships and vehicles of mystery origins. It was a city. This was also probably only a single cargo bay of many spread throughout the ship. Damn. I would never find my way around. I was going to get lost, and they’d have to send out search parties that Patty would never let me live down!
The claw docked us on the ground level in a bay with a bunch of alien writing on it and the door hissed open. Ohem stood and carried me out. The girls followed behind him, staring in wide-eyed wonder at the sights. It was loud. With metal screeching and people talking. Small ships and gliders zipping around in the air, people working and yelling. Pure chaos.
Waiting on the tarmac type floor outside our parking bay was the most beautiful male I had ever seen, and I was very partial to tentacles and black shiny skin with big teeth. But this guy was hot. Like if an elf and an orc had a four armed baby with a tail that grew up to surpass its parents in hotness and then grew freaking wings, that’s what this dude would look like. Motherfucker was jacked. Warrior stacked and racked! His luxurious black hair hung in neat braids to his waist and he had pointy ears! Elves existed! I was getting drunk later to celebrate.So drunk. Me and Patty were going to fan girl over the winged elf together, judging by the way she was eye fucking him right now.Slow your role, Patty. He hasn’t passed the dick measuring test yet. He could have a small peen and then where would you be?
Though, he looked like he was packing a cannon in those tight red pants, so I had confidence in his passing grade. He had four arms! Four! The possibilities were endless!
He stepped up in front of Ohem. He was tall! Not as tall as Ohem. My mate was a freak of nature, but taller than me. Seven feet tall and bulletproof, baby! I discreetly looked over Ohem’s shoulder at Patty and caught her eye. I grinned at her and wagged my eyebrows. She smacked her lips and raised her hand to fan her face.
I looked back and caught Ohem staring at me, eyes narrowed to slits.
Oops. Busted!
I kissed his chin. No more looking at the elf if I wanted him to live long enough for Patty to seduce him.
Ohem growled under his breath and looked at the elf, who was staring at us in wary confusion. Poor guy. He had no idea what he was in for.
“This is Commander Rema. My second. He is in charge of the Solus in my absence.” Ohem introduced Patty and the girls to Rema. Patty blew him a kiss and I swear to god, the elf blushed. Blushed! Patty looked positively predatory. He didn’t stand a chance.
Ohem gazed down at me and then back at Rema. “This is my mate, Jack. We will discuss her more in my cabin, with the dampeners on. For now, I need to take her to the medical bay. The other women need to be examined as well.”
Yes. Painkillers, stat!
Rema nodded stiffly and led the way down the wide tarmac. There was a floating flat craft bobbing about a foot off the ground. It had three rows of bench seats made of the same lava rock material as the ones on the transport ship. Rema stepped to the side and held out his arm, indicating we were to proceed onto the craft. Ohem stepped on and quickly took the first bench seat. The girls sat down in the middle, except for Patty. Rema sat on the third bench at the rear, draping his wings behind the seat, she sashayed her barely clothed ass onto the craft and sat right next to him, her thigh pressed firmly against his. He stiffened and looked up at Ohem with a helpless expression, but Ohem was facing forward and didn’t see it. I did. I had been watching him over Ohem’s shoulder. I met Rema’s eyes and winked. His pearly skin turned a lovely pink color. Patty grinned at me, and I couldn’t help but laugh at her antics.
“Rema is a Neldre. It is the females who initiate courtship. By sitting so close to him, Patty is showing she wants to court him. For marriage,” Ohem said dryly.
I blink at him, giving my best effort at innocence. “She’s only sitting next to him.”
“If you look at him like that again, I may have to remind you to whom you belong,” he growled out, the sound low and dangerous. It sent a shiver of pleasure down my spine that left heat in its wake. It helped ease some of the pain I was feeling.
I smiled against his armor and shook my head. “I won’t. But you can remind me, anyway,” I said and kissed his chest. He stroked my thigh in response and if I’d had the energy, I’d have squirmed in his lap.
The craft moved forward smoothly and sped along the wide lane. It took us thirty minutes to cross just a portion of the cargo bay to the huge double doors that stood open at one end. We passed through the door and entered a tunnel. Other crafts moved past us, carrying crates and vehicles back and forth through the tunnel. It reminded me of those underground highways I’d driven through during my travels in Europe.
We stopped next to a platform that had a cylindrical metal door only a few feet from the bay doors. Ohem stood and carried me to the door that slid open silently at our approach. It was some type of elevator, big enough for twenty people. We all piled in, with Rema bringing up the rear. The door closed immediately behind him. I was confused when they opened a minute later. I hadn’t felt us move at all. Rema led us out and down a well-lit corridor with smooth, black floors and walls that cast our reflections back at us. What the hell kind of elevator had that been? Did we just fuckingteleport?There’d been no whoosh or particle beams!
We passed various glass doors. I peaked over Ohem’s shoulder and spied aliens working in labs, and one had a spider guy firing an enormous weapon at an alien mannequin. Blue flames erupted and cast a glow out into the corridor. The rooms must be soundproofed because no sounds escaped. I strained to see the aftermath, but we moved past it before I could see how the mannequin fared. Bummer.
Sam was staring in wide-eyed wonder into some of the laboratories as we passed. Callie had to drag her along so they’d keep up with the rest of us. Patty had drifted behind Rema and was checking out his ass in those tight red cargo pants when his wings moved just right to give her glimpses of it as he walked. He was blushing again, but he was smiling a little. I guess the initial shock of having a female come onto him so strongly was wearing off enough for him to enjoy the attention. How adorable.
Ohem stepped into the door on the right and we followed him into another well lit black room that had medical equipment and lava rock beds. Ohem placed me on one of them and stepped back, his hand tracing along my body before he turned to start across the room. The lava rock mattress was warm and molded to my body and I sighed in relief and laid my head back on the square rubbery pillow.
“This place is wild, Jack,” Patty said, coming to stand by my head. Ohem had walked off to talk to what I assumed was a doctor that had arrived through a glass door on the other side of the room.
I snorted at her and grinned. “You didn’t see a goddamned thing. You were too busy looking at the locals.”
Patty snickered and shrugged her shoulders in a ‘it can’t be helped’ gesture. “He’s just so pretty! I want the shiny elf man, Jack!”
It was a good thing Rema was talking with Ohem and the doctor and couldn’t hear our commentary, or he’d be getting flustered right now. Though, his ear twitched and turned pink, so maybe he had.
“Did you see all the planes? Those were definitely fighters,” Callie said. She and Sam were standing on the other side of my bed at my feet. Sam was gazing at all the medical stuff with longing and not paying attention to any of us.
Rema turned and came to stand next to the beds. He was trying to avoid looking at Patty, but his eyes kept flicking over to her while he talked.
“If you all would lie on the beds, the doctor would like to examine you,” Rema said. His voice was smooth and cultured. He gestured for Sam, Callie, and Patty to make their way towards the beds lining the wall. All the women laid down, and I heard sighs of appreciation. They really were the most comfortable beds ever. The heated feature was a pleasant touch since they didn’t come with sheets or blankets of any kind.
The doctor approached with Ohem, coming to stand by my other side. The type of alien the doctor was didn’t have a discernible gender. They also didn’t have a mouth, nose, or eyes in its pointed head. They had deep reddish pink skin that wasn’t like anything I could compare it to, bumpy and smooth at the same time. The doctor had two primary arms that were long and thin and two smaller clasper-like arms that extended from its chest. They walked on two legs that twisted backwards and ended on two circular toes. I was beyond being freaked out by strange things at this point, so when they reached out their two fingered primary hands and placed the sucker cup fingertips against my temple I didn’t flinch. Their touch was warm, and an unnatural wave of calm washed over me.
