Her Commanders

by M. K. Eidem

  It still surprised him at how strong he'd come on to her in that shelter, given the circumstances. He'd never done that with any female before, never had to, and she'd refused him, but she was involved with Trudo. Well, she wasn't involved with him now, and Jamis was going to make sure he was the next male in her bed or his or against a wall. It didn't matter where it was as long as he got inside her.

  He hadn't been this fixated on a female since… well, never. He knew there could never be a long-term relationship between them. She was Earthan, and he couldn't… wouldn't… invest his emotions in a female who didn't share his life span because it wouldn't just affect him. It would also affect Taarig as they had already agreed they would choose the same female for their Lalla. But that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy Cali for now.

  Forcing his gaze from her, he took a closer look at the rest of The Brink. It was larger than he thought it would be, with seating areas set up in different configurations, a cleared area for those that wanted to move to the music. A raised level was along the same wall as the bar, obviously meant for the more important patrons. It wasn't that different from the bar in the military section, then he noticed the viewport, and his glass thumped down onto the bar.

  He couldn't believe it. It had to be a dozen times larger than the one in his office. No wonder The Brink was such a popular place. You not only had a view of the stars but there in the distance was the faint red glow of the Bix homeworld.

  How had he not known it was here?

  Leaning forward, he lifted his empty glass and jiggled it, the remaining sphere clinking against the sides quietly, but it was enough to catch Cali's attention.

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  Cali had been doing her best to ignore Jamis’s intense gaze and what was stirring up inside her. It should have irritated her. Instead, it had her nipples tightening and her channel clenching in need.

  She'd been around strong, powerful males all her life, and none of them had ever affected her this way, but then again, none of them were Jamis Dexxirs. There was something about the male that did it for her.

  Taarig Ynn, too, for that matter, but in a different way.

  Still, it pissed her off that Jamis had taken Nox's word over hers, yet it shouldn't. She'd been around long enough to know how the system worked. She'd also caught the gleam in Jamis’s eyes when she outlined her response and how it would affect Nox.

  To say she'd been surprised then to see him sitting at her bar tonight was an understatement. At least he'd worn one of his standard uniforms instead of his formal one. This one only had the crystals of his rank along the collar. The formal one would have crystals emblazoned across his chest, representing all his achievements and citations along with his rank at the collar. He didn't stand out as much in this uniform, but slowly his presence was noticed. A distance was forming between him and everyone else at the bar.

  Even with the distance between them, and the bar’s noise level, she easily heard the clink of the sphere in his empty glass and moved toward him.

  "Who authorized the alterations to this room?" he demanded, as soon as she was in front of him.

  "What alterations?" She didn't understand the question. Yes, she planned on making some changes here, but nothing that needed to be authorized.

  "The viewport. When and how was it installed? Who authorized it? You need to remove it."

  Cali looked to where Jamis gestured. "That viewport has always been there, Commander. It was part of the original structure, and no one is removing it."

  "It jeopardizes the security of the Star Base," Jamis told her.

  "No more than the ones in the military section do," she argued back. "When those are secured, this one will be too. Now, do you want another drink or not?"

  "Not," he told her.

  "Then what do you want?" she demanded.

  "You," he said, and the look he gave her had her heart speeding up.

  "Really." Leaning over, she rested her chin on interlaced fingers as her elbows touched the bar. "And what makes you think I'd be interested?"

  Jamis felt his breath catch, his gaze going to the abundant cleavage the position revealed, and waited for the top to give way finally. But it didn't. It was then that he saw the superfine, flesh-colored filaments that went up and over her shoulders. There had never been the chance of that top revealing more than she wanted. His gaze returned to hers and found them silently laughing at him.

  "Because you like to live dangerously," he growled for her ears only, and it had her openly grinning at him.

  "Maybe." Straightening, she picked up his empty glass and set it beneath the bar. "But if I do, why would you be interested?"

  "Because I like to live dangerously too."

  "Really." She raised an eyebrow at him, then turned her head and called out, "Mae! I'm going in back for a minute."

  The other drink slinger, a Galaian female obviously with offspring, turned from the far end of the bar and said, "Got it."

  Jamis watched as Cali walked up to the wall at his end of the bar. When she pushed against it, it swung open, and she disappeared behind it. She was gone less than a minute. When she walked back out, she carried an unusually shaped glass. It was broad at the bottom, then tapered up before flaring out slightly at the rim. It had a healthy dose of amber liquid in it. Walking back to him, she set it down in front of him.

  "Prove it," she challenged.

  "Prove what?" he asked, looking at the glass suspiciously.

  "That you like to live dangerously."

  He looked at her for a moment, then lifted the glass and inhaled slightly. He'd never smelled anything quite like it, and his eyes shot to hers.

  "You sip it," was all she said, then waited.

  Jamis realized this was a test of sorts, and if he failed, she wouldn't be giving him another chance. Lifting the glass to his lips, he took a healthy sip then didn't try to hide his surprise.

  It was intense, even more potent than the Apreian skotsk he'd been drinking earlier, and it coated his mouth with a spicy, smoky flavor. "What is this?"

  "Scotch. From Earth."

  "How in the name of the Gods were you able to get this?" he demanded even as he took another sip. Earthan products were rare and extremely expensive.

  "I have my sources," she said, giving him an enigmatic smile. "Take your time with that. I have to rearrange a few things before I can leave."

  "Leave?"

  "Unless you've changed your mind… about what you want?" She raised a questioning eyebrow at him.

  Jamis growled his answer to that then said, "What about the credit collector?"

  "That," she nodded at his glass, "is not part of The Brink's inventory. It's from my private stock. So, you can't pay for it," she paused, giving him a sultry look. "But trust me, I'll make you earn it."

  Jamis watched her move away, unbelievably turned on by what she was saying. Gods, she was going to let him have her.

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  "Mae, who do you want with you behind the bar?" Cali asked.

  "What?" Mae asked, looking up from the drink she was pouring.

  "The Commander and I have some business. Who do you want to pull off the floor to help back here?"

  "You want me to choose?"

  "You're the manager now. It's your decision." Cali knew Mae was still struggling with believing she was the manager. Cali had no doubt she could handle it, especially after she'd confided more about her time working for Duco Tumo. It would just take a little time, something Cali was willing to give her.

  "Umm…" Mae looked around the room. "Ujana's area isn't that busy. Oke can cover it."

  "Good choice," Cali agreed. "Let them know the next time they come up with an order." With that, Cali took the next drink order.

  A short time later, Ujana walked up to the bar with a drink order, and Cali watched as the female's green face lit up with excitement. As soon as her order was filled, she hurried to deliver it. Oke was not excited. She was pissed.

>   "Why do I have to work in two areas?" Oke demanded, her naturally pink face flushed to magenta.

  "There are only five people in that area, Oke," Mae told her.

  "So? I should be the one who gets the cushy job of working behind the bar. I've worked here longer than Ujana."

  "Ujana knows how to make more drinks than you do," Mae reminded her.

  "That shouldn't matter!" Oke turned to Cali. "You can't possibly agree with this."

  "Mae's the manager now, Oke. She decides who works where and when," Cali told her, then turned back to wait on her customer. She knew Oke was testing not only Mae but her. Oke was the only one not excited about the changes taking place at The Brink. All because Triz had occasionally fucked her. It made Oke think she was in charge of everyone but Cali. It was also apparent from Oke's reaction that Triz hadn't told her he was leaving. Typical.

  Seeing Ujana coming back, Cali turned toward Jamis and found him intently watching her. As she moved toward him, he finished his scotch and stood.

  She ducked down and went through the open section under the bar near him. "Ready, Commander?"

  "Lead the way," he replied, gesturing with his arm for her to precede him.

  She gave him a little smile then spun on a heel, knowing his eyes would go to her skirt as the movement caused it to flare up. His low growl told her they had.

  He followed her as she passed the raised, private seating area to one of the slick, black, reflective panels that lined the walls. It allowed him to view both sides of her at once and had him considering putting them in his private resting chamber.

  As he watched, she lifted a hand and pressed it against the wall. He realized a bio-scanner secured her quarters when a barely-discernable glow appeared, and the wall opened. That surprised him because bio-scanners were expensive. That thought left his mind as the door closed behind him. It shut out all the noise from The Brink, along with the rest of the universe.

  He followed her down the softly-lit hallway lined with the same reflective panels as in The Brink. Their angles made it impossible for anyone from The Brink to see into her quarters when the door was open. Smart.

  The angles also gave him tantalizing glimpses of her barely covered labia as the panels of Cali's skirt swung higher and higher, especially when she rounded the last corner. Unable to resist any longer, he moved behind Cali, sliding his hands beneath those teasing panels, gripping her bare hips, and pulling her back against him.

  "Whoa," she chuckled, looking over her shoulder at him. "In a hurry?"

  "Yes," he couldn't prevent himself from growling. Loosening his grip only enough so Cali could turn and face him, he then lifted her off her feet and pinned her against the reflective wall with his hips.

  Jamis knew he needed to slow down. No matter the species, females required their pleasure zone stimulated, so their channel became slick enough to take a male's cock. That zone was unique for each species, usually just inside their channel, but space lore told of Earthans having an external one. Hooking her legs around his hips, his hands traveled along her thighs, his thumbs sliding under the thin fabric that covered her sex, intent on finding out if that myth was true. What he discovered had him raising shocked eyes to hers.

  "You're already wet!"

  "I am," she agreed.

  "But how without direct stimulation?"

  "Well." The hands that had clutched his shoulders when he'd lifted her glided down his chest until she reached his hard, cloth-covered cock. "Let's just say I have a good imagination."

  "And that's all it takes to arouse an Earthan?" Jamis couldn't believe it.

  "Depends on what you are imagining," she teased.

  "So, the myth is untrue," he murmured.

  "What myth?"

  "That, unlike other species, Earthans have an external erogenous zone."

  "Oh, we do." She shifted her hips slightly, so one of his thumbs brushed against her clit. "Right there, but we also have an internal one."

  "You have two?!" He'd heard no rumors of that.

  "I do," she said, her voice hitched as he rubbed the swelling nub between her legs. "And if you'd get your cock inside me, you just might discover it."

  Jamis couldn't believe the way Cali's words aroused him. Here was a female that was honest about her wants and needs. Most weren't. He usually needed to coax their responses out of them. Not with Cali. She wanted him, so she was going to get him.

  "Might?" As one thumb continued to stimulate her pleasure nub, he ripped open his pants, his cock falling into her hot little hands.

  "Might," she continued to taunt, tightening her legs around him, so her back slid up the wall, placing the head of his cock at her entrance. "It takes length, girth, and skill to find the internal one. I'm not sure you have what it takes."

  "Let’s find out," he growled, and pulling her down with one hard thrust, impaled her on his cock.

  "Ruk!" she cried out, her head thumping back against the wall.

  Her cry had him instantly stilling. The insatiable lust that had overwhelmed him quickly receded. Gods, never in his life span had he harmed a female in such a way. He'd always made sure they were adequately aroused and stretched before filling them because even for an Apre, his cock was overly large. He'd done none of that with Cali, perhaps the smallest, most fragile female he'd ever met. That wasn't acceptable.

  "Cali?" he murmured.

  "Just… just give me a minute," she breathed.

  He did, his gaze traveling over her upturned face until he saw the tension around her mouth ease, and her tightly closed eyes opened to stare up into his.

  "They weren't exaggerating…" she whispered.

  "Who?" He couldn't imagine who she'd be talking about, especially right now when all he could think about was her.

  "Your previous sex partners. They like to talk about how well-endowed you are."

  Jamis expected talk within the ranks about his and Taarig's preferences, but he hadn't realized it made its way to The Brink. It hadn't ever bothered him before, but now, knowing that Cali had heard about it directly from their other lovers while she waited on them, it did.

  Finally, the rest of her body relaxed. She ordered, "Fuck me," as she gripped Jamis’s shoulders.

  He stared intently into her eyes for a moment, needing to make sure she meant what she was saying. In them, besides the sparkling flecks of topaz he'd never noticed before, he saw her want, need, and hunger that matched his own. It was all he needed to see.

  "Hang on," he growled, then proceeded to give her exactly what she wanted. What they both enjoyed. It didn't take long, not with how hot and tight her channel was surrounding his cock. His balls began to draw up tight against his body, and he felt that familiar tingle at the base of his spine, telling him he was close to his release. But he refused to let that happen without Cali finding hers first. He'd never allowed it to happen before, and he wasn't going to start with Cali, especially not when he'd already failed to prepare her properly.

  Bending his knees, he hooked his arms under her knees and lifted them higher, opening her up entirely to him. The new angle allowed him to work his entire cock into her welcoming depths, and as he filled her, he bumped something that had her crying out.

  "Gods, do that again," she gasped.

  So, he did. Hitting that spot again, and again, and again, until her entire body tensed, and she screamed out his name. Only then did he find his release.

  Chapter Six

  Cali kept her eyes closed as she fought to catch her breath. If she opened them now after their experience, her eyes would be glowing, giving away that she wasn't pure Earthan. Her eyes usually only did that when she was fully empowered or extremely aroused. It was something she'd never had to worry about with her other partners. Not even after that day and a half with an Octennial. But Jamis Dexxirs had been able to do it. Gods, he was every bit as good as all those females claimed.

  The coolness of the wall helped her regain her focus, but it was the lowering of one of
her knees that finally had her opening her eyes. Jamis lifted a hand to touch his communication link, his gaze fixed above her head as he spoke.

  "I'm on my way."

  He lowered his hand, then carefully lifted her off his still semi-hard cock. After making sure she was steady on her feet, he stepped back and tucked his cock into his pants.

  "I'm needed in the Command Center," he told her, concentrating on closing his pants.

  "The door will automatically open when you approach," she told him, making her voice as cool as his.

  With the slightest of nods, he turned and walked away without a backward glance.

  Cali stayed where she was until she heard the door open and close. Slowly, she started to straighten her clothes, only to huff out a humorless laugh when she realized everything was where it should be, well, except for the material covering her pussy. That was sopping wet and stretched out beyond all recognition.

  Slumping back against the wall, she shook her head. She should have known better than to taunt Jamis, but she hadn't been able to resist. She knew he saw her as some fragile Earthan and that while he might desire her, he'd never give her what she wanted, all of him, if she didn't push.

  So she had.

  She just hadn't thought he'd make up an excuse to leave as soon as they were done.

  And he had made up an excuse.

  She knew it because, unlike the pure Earthan Jamis thought she was, she had the exceptional hearing of her father. It allowed her to hear the ordinarily undetectable tone that signaled an incoming transmission, and she hadn't heard it when his head rested on her shoulder, his ear next to hers after he'd exploded inside her.

  So, she knew the touching of his link had been nothing but a ruse to give him an excuse to leave. It was something she'd never thought Jamis would do. He'd always seemed like a straightforward male.

  If he wanted to fuck.

  He said so.

  If he wanted to leave.

  He'd let you know that too.