He paused and sighed deeply. “Do you have questions?”
Almost every single hand went up except Red’s. He stood and bowed to Ohem before turning on his heel and walking out without being dismissed. Ohem just stared after him for a moment before flicking his gaze to someone in the front row and nodding at her.
The questions were endless. Ranging from the crash, to Rijiteran numbers on earth. I shook my head at Ohem to let him know to keep that a secret for now. He nodded and expertly evaded answering. There were concerns from a large alien in the front about my loyalty and my nature that Ohem crushed into dust and then some. I told them I’d kill the whole of the Unity and everyone on board this ship if Ohem’s life was in danger. My answer satisfied the one who’d first asked the question.
A big green giant that had a mean, blocky face. He seemed to respect my violent, protective nature. The burning look of approval almost gave me a sunburn. I bared my big teeth in a smile, and he threw his head back, booming out a rocky laugh. With his approval, the rest that had been hesitant relaxed. I’d won over the hard case and his followers. Who would have thought my loose moral compass would win me allies on this ship? Certainly not me. I figured they’d all be out to kill me and burn my body to ash to make sure I didn’t resurrect like a vampire.
It took nearly two more hours of questions before Ohem dismissed the room and we made our way back to the portal. I shifted back inside the tube and crossed my arms. “Do you think we’ll find any ruins on the planet they were looking on?”
I was curious about my ancestors but I mostly wanted to get ahead of Rakis.
Ohem hummed softly and tilted his head down. “I think so. All the reports say that the Axsia soldiers were there for weeks. They abruptly left, and that is a sure sign that they found what they were looking for.”
What weapon did my ancestors leave behind? It would be easier if it was a big gun or some sort of AI that we could fight against and not some super nuke that would vaporize us before we could even put boots on the ground.
“How long will it take to get there?” I asked.
We’d been moving, but there had been no gut destroying wormhole jump, so I had no idea where we were now. The red desert planet we’d been stranded on was nowhere to be seen through the many windows of the Solus.
“We will allow two days for the crew who wish to leave before we make the jump into deep space. From there, it will take roughly a week to reach the planet. We have taken to calling it Detritus. We will take the time between now and then to prepare and select the ground team.”
Detritus was an appropriate name for a planet that had probably been a bustling civilization a couple of thousand years ago. Relic would have been my first choice. It was going to be busy as hell here for the next couple of days. Chaos, even. The perfect time for Red to start some shit while everyone was distracted. It’s what I would do if I was a backstabbing, power hungry little bitch.
The tube opened into the hall for our living quarters. I walked out in front of Ohem. Anticipation gathered in my gut when only silence greeted me in the hall. The girls were still gone. Ohem and I were going to be alone in our quarters. I was eager to go hunt Red down to follow him, but more importantly, I needed to show my mate some affection before we became too busy for sex.
I’d passed out last night after he’d taken such good care of me before I could take advantage of the privacy of our bedroom, and then he’d let me terrorize his officers in the auditorium! He was such a good mate. I needed to take care of Red, but some things couldn’t be helped.
The door slid open at my approach. I strode into our common room and as soon as Ohem passed through the entryway and the door slid shut; I turned towards him and sprang. He caught me effortlessly. I curled my legs around his waist, wrapping my arms around his thick neck, and pressed my open mouth against his. His tongue slid against mine, his growl rolling through my body, and I ground my pussy into his stomach to assuage the ache he built in my body with just the sound of his voice.
He was already naked, the skin of his stomach hot and slick against me. He must have retracted his armor as soon as he’d walked through the door. Great minds think alike. I needed him. His dick would give me better focus so I could shake that red alien’s bones right out of his body. It was as good an excuse as any to play hooky from our responsibilities for a short while.
I pulled away from his mouth to lick a path down his neck to my mating bite. I bit down, not quite breaking the skin, and let out a possessive snarl. Ohem groaned and walked a few steps to the table, where he pulled my mouth away from his skin with a hand in my hair and turned me to slam me belly down onto the cool stone tabletop. He barked a command, and the table rose until I was at the perfect height for him to move behind me.
His claws scraped my scalp as he fisted my hair and pulled my head back, “It is time I gave you that reminder I promised,” he snarled into my ear and then he was thrusting into me so savagely that I jerked almost across the table, the hand in my hair and the other pressing into my back the only thing that kept me firmly in place. His tails wound around my legs and pulled them tightly together so I couldn’t push against him or try to pull away from the pressure of his thrust.
I screamed at the punishment, the pleasure/pain line blurring until I was a writhing, panting mess. My release coiled in my core like a great snake, spiraling tighter with every thrust as Ohem pounded into me. He moved his fist from my hair to hold me down by the back of my neck, his other hand bracing against the table. Burning hot tentacles wrapped around both wrists and then my arms were being wrenched back and bound behind me.
Another snaked up the back of my thigh, leaving a trail of heat in its wake. It skimmed over the cheek of my ass, and I tried to struggle. Ohem snarled and tightened his many grips on my body. The tip of it dipped between my legs for a moment, touching where I was dripping wetness down my inner thigh and then the stiff peak of his wandering tentacle opened and one thick finger appendage was pressing into the tight ring of my ass with slick relentlessness.
I shuddered at the feeling. I’d been stuffed full before, but I was near bursting with him now. He started thrusting it into my ass in time with his cock. The heat invading my body was near unbearable now; I was whimpering and begging him mindlessly to make me come, but he kept his steady pace.
It wasn’t until he wrenched my head to one side and his sharp, narrow teeth tore into my shoulder that I was blinded by the most intense orgasm of my life. The fire raged inside me, spreading from my core to the rest of my body, engulfing me completely in the inferno of his making. I was wailing and howling like a wild thing; the pleasure forcing me to try to arch back against him to prolong it as long as I could, but he held me immobile. He pulled his teeth from my shoulder, roaring as he surged forward a final time. So deeply I slide forward, even with his tails and tentacles holding me still. He ground himself against me until I came again, my voice a croaked moan. Ohem had reminded me all right. If I wasn’t a near instant healer, I’d be needing a cane to walk around for the foreseeable future. And one of those donut things people got for broken tailbones.
My neck was tingly and my pussy was pulsing around his still hard cock. The parts of his tentacle in my ass were still lazily thrusting inside me and I lifted my hips up for more. Someone was going to have to sanitize this table. It was beyond tainted now.
I chuckled, and Ohem’s cock twitched inside me. “Laughing, Jack? Perhaps I haven’t tired you enough yet.” He moved his hand from the back of my neck to run his claws down my back, the sharp tips pressing threateningly into my skin. The tentacle in my ass pressing deeper inside me in warning.
I turned my head to grin at him. “Are you up for it, General?”
It was the last thing I said that wasn’t cries for mercy or screams of pleasure for the next hour and a half.
Ohem hadn’t let me shower. I’d hobbled my way on jelly legs into the bathing chamber to clean off, but he’d fisted my hair again and growled into my ear to “leave it.”
Lord have mercy.
So I’d dressed in another set of red clothes and some flats and scurried out of our rooms before he decided he wasn’t done with me yet. It was a good thing I was hard to kill. Ohem had done his best to fuck me to death. I grinned to myself, remembering my fear of him in that tube prison. I’d been so worried he’d eat me. I mean, he had, but only in the best way.
Now I was energized and focused enough to hunt me down a rat. I slipped into the portal and touched the link around my neck. “Call Rema.” I didn’t know if I had to actually say call Rema or if just Rema’s name would work, but better safe than sorry.
