Portal
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Tal jumped up, cupping his crotch with a trembling hand. “I'm going to go ... uh ... back there ...” he nodded at the passageway, “...until this ... whatever ... goes away.” He turned on his heel and staggered down the corridor.
Cea clutched her chest, working with all her might not to burst out in violent laughter. When she felt her hysteria was in hand, she turned to Malcolm. “Call up a star map of this quadrant and get an accurate fix on where we're at. We have to figure out where Crowe is hiding.”
“Crowe? You want to find Crowe?” Ferret muttered. “Why?”
Penny reached down, grabbed the tatters of Ferret's shirt, and pulled him up out of the weapons’ chair. She leaned into his face. “You know where Crowe's base is located?”
Ferret pushed her hand away then brushed the front of his shirt. “Yeah, so what's it to you?” He leaned back into the chair, his eyes rounding with fear when Penny produced a small laser gun and pressed it against his forehead. “Okay, okay, yeah, I know where he's at. I'll tell ya everything. Just get that damned thing away from me already!”
“Where is it?” Cea demanded, glaring at him.
“It's inside a hollow moon circling around Rigel,” Ferret whimpered, still staring cross-eyed at the gun pressed to his head.
“Malcolm, plot a course,” Cea barked. “Penny escort that ... person ... back into the cargo hold and lock him up until we figure out what to do with him.”
“Hey, Captain! I tole ya all I know. I can help around here. Honest. Old Ferret is handy to have around,” the little man pleaded as Penny hauled him to his feet.
“We'll see about that,” Penny growled then pushed him ahead of her down the passageway.
“Captain, that system will take us years to reach at normal speed, I'm afraid,” Malcolm reported, pointing at the readouts on his screen. “That is, unless we use the transporter again.”
“No!” Cea snapped. “You and Penny can use it, but never again for me!” Her face flamed.
“I'm afraid it's not that easy. The device keys into you and Agent English. Nobody else can use it. Each part of the device is tuned into your specific sexual organs.” Her face turned hot pink. “If you want to get rid of the agents and get Crowe, you'll have to copulate with Agent English to get us there in any reasonable time.” He shrugged his shoulders. “It's your call, Captain. Nobody can make you do it, unless you want to.”
At that moment, the sounds of Tal groaning in ecstasy echoed down the hallway. Cea stiffened and Malcolm smiled.
“Sounds like he's more than willing to me,” Malcolm said, surprised at the feeling of pleasure he felt at his captain's discomfort. “At least, you won't have to endure any foreplay.”
For the first time since he was constructed, Malcolm felt like laughing.
Chapter Thirteen
“Tell me everything you know about Crowe and his base,” Cea commanded. “Leave nothing out.”
Ferret sat across from her in the small galley of the ship. His beady eyes jumped from face to face then back to stare at his shaking hands clasped on the steel table.
Malcolm sat beside him, hands on the table, ready to grab the small man, if necessary. Penny staffed the bridge, watching the screens for anything interesting, ready to alert Cea or Malcolm if any ships appeared. Tal moaned and groaned in the aft compartment, a noise everyone attempted to ignore.
“It's a hollow moon, like I told ya. Crowe built some kind of space port inside for his pirate ships, and he's working on some kind of alien thing. That's all I know,” Ferret grumbled.
“How do you know about the alien thing?” Malcolm asked, staring at the man's anxious fidgeting and clammy hands.
“He contacted me about parts. I get ’em for him. Strange things they are too,” Ferret said in a rush. “Weird stuff like crystalline tubing and titanium-jointed hoses. Stuff like that.”
“Do you know what it is he's trying to do?” Malcolm said.
“No, and I don't want to know,” Ferret shot back then glanced fearfully at Malcolm and Cea. “That's a good way to end up dead or worse.” He shuddered.
“Will you help us find the base and get in?” Cea asked, intently watching the man's face for any lie. “We'll also need you to draw a map of the layout and list what kind of security he has and where it is,” she added after Ferret nodded.
“I'd be happy to help, lady.” An ingratiating grin plastered on his face. “I hate that guy! He's dangerous, and he don't pay, either,” Ferret spat out while wiping sweaty hands on his shirt front. “I'll tell ya anythin’ you want to know. I'd be proud to work with ya. Honest.” His grin widened, displaying a mouth full of yellowed, cracked teeth, what few he had.
“Okay, Malcolm will supply you with whatever you need,” Cea said as she stood. She glared down at Ferret. “You'll be free in the ship. But I'm warning you, if you do anything suspicious at all, I'll have Malcolm ejaculate you into open space. You understand?”
Ferret gulped and nodded. “Yes, Captain. I'll do ya proud. I'll draw the map and I'll...”
“What about Agent English? How long will he be like this?” Malcolm interrupted. “Will it have any lasting effects we should be aware of?”
A broken laugh erupted from Ferret. “He'll recover, but the cops outlawed the use of them darts when too many men went crazy from the cumming.”
“The coming?” Cea asked, puzzled.
Ferret snickered. “You know, they cum and cum and cum until they're dry as a bone. Some blokes couldn't take it, and it sent ’em loopy.” His smile disappeared when he saw Cea and Malcolm weren't laughing with him. “But, English is a young, strong guy. He'll be okay in about four hours.”
Cea nodded at Malcolm, turned and left the galley. She made her way back to the bridge where Penny played with the alien transporter, gliding her hands over the smooth, throbbing male part and staring into the opalescent swirls moving over its surface.
“Anything?” Cea asked as she sat down in the command chair.
“Nope,” Penny replied, her eyes on the artifact. “This thing is fascinating. I wonder about the technology behind it,” she murmured, caressing the large erect penis sticking through the angular hole in the female part.
“I would imagine it's some kind of power amplifier,” Cea said shortly, a cool snap in her voice. “Don't you think about anything but sex?”
Penny laughed and put the object on the console between their chairs. “Yeah, but sex is a lot more interesting and a lot more fun.”
The penis throbbed again, humming in sync with the swirling motion of colors as they rippled over the liquid metal.
“So, you gonna go get it on with our fearless agent so we can get out of this dead part of space?” Penny asked, peering through her eyelashes at Cea.
Cea shot a hard look at the woman. “I can't! That is the most embarrassing, humiliating, immoral...” The words trailed off into dead silence as Cea blushed furiously. She turned to face Penny with a desperate look on her face. “What can I do?”
Penny picked up the transporter, leaned over and placed it on Cea's lap, then sat back with a smile. “Do it and enjoy it. Life's too short.” Penny stood up and moved toward the passageway. “I'm going to do the same, just as soon as I can find Mal.” She chuckled. “There's too much time to kill, and, like I said, life's too short.” She disappeared down the passageway.
Cea picked up the glowing, buzzing artifact and ran her hand over the smooth parts. The humming increased and the female part began to shift. She felt a corresponding heat begin to build in her body as she thought of making love with Tal again.
She closed her eyes, picturing him lying on her bunk, naked, the thick black hair on his body beckoning her fingers to explore. Her mind saw every detail of him—tall, muscled, handsome, with fiery passion smoldering in his eyes. The feel of his hands and tongue, hot and insistent on her body. The thick, long penis that made her shudder in anticipation, erect, thrust up and eager for her.
A deep throb of passion stabbe
d her vagina. She stood then made her way to the aft cabin, the transporter in hand. The raw desire coursing through her body completely defeated her false determination to resist the lure of Tal's lovemaking.
* * * *
Tal stroked his throbbing erection, hoping to get rid of the overwhelming desire to screw anything in sight. He groaned, his head thrown back, lips curled in ecstasy and eyes closed. The image of a woman—naked, wantonly lying on the bed next to him, legs wide open, eyes half shut with desire, lips swollen, red, hot, moist, ready and beckoning to him—sent him faster toward release.
“How many does that make?” Cea's voice infiltrated his thoughts.
Tal stroked harder. “My beautiful one, with your help, this will make seven. I could make love to you all night long,” he whispered, caught up in his fantasy. “Ah, I love the feel of your skin, the hardness of your nipples, your lips on me ... I'm slipping into your hot pussy, now. Oh, baby, you feel so good,” he groaned.
Cea slid out of her jumpsuit, her body vibrated with passion at the sight of his massive erection. She eased onto the bunk and straddled his legs, rubbing her wet vagina against his thighs.
“Really? I can't feel you at all,” she said. She reached down, grasped his penis and began to caress the silky, hot skin with her fingertips. “Funny, last time I looked, you were huge. So, I should be feeling a great deal more of you about now,” she murmured, before licking her lips, lowering her head then clamping her mouth over the swollen tip of his penis.
Tal's eyes flew open. He peered down at the top of Cea's head. The long, silky white hair covered his thighs. Then, as if she knew he watched, she raised her head with agonizing slowness, while maintaining a firm grip with her lips wrapped around his penis. Her hunger-filled gaze captured his.
He threw his head back with a harsh groan of pleasure and grasped her head with his hands. “Oh, shit!” he roared. His hips began to buck and thrash, plunging his penis deeper into her luscious mouth. With a long shudder and rolling waves of passion, Tal's penis erupted.
“Kat! I love fucking you, baby!” he shouted as the peak of his ejaculation carried him away.
Cea spat his cock out of her mouth then leapt off the bed. “Who the fuck is Kat?” she screeched. His gaze grew wary. Her body trembled, but this time with rage. Yet, her breasts still quivered, nipples erect, and her spread legs revealed a woman ready for sexual pleasure.
Tal peered at her, admiring her beauty. His penis began to harden again, faster than before. Soon, it throbbed with need. He reached for Cea, ignoring the look of pure hatred on her face, grabbed her by the hips, and pulled her down on top of him.
“You. I was thinking of you. Cea, I have to have you,” he whispered. He licked her earlobes, kissed her neck and caressed her breast with one hand and held her tightly to him with the other. “Damn it woman! I want you!” he growled before grabbing her head and pulling her face toward his. He clamped his lips over hers, tasting a sensual mixture of her juices and his. His tongue shot into her mouth, searching, seeking, finding hers and teasing it with his.
She fought him, tried to break free. Her hands clawed his shoulders; her hips ground against his, trying to find a way off him. The more she moved, the more his hardness penetrated between her legs. Her mind was unwilling, but her body screamed for him and betrayed her. Her legs opened to receive him; her hips moved rhythmically with his.
The hand holding her head slid down her back over her waist until it clasped a buttock, massaging and kneading it with each thrust of his hips. His mouth slid from her lips, kissing her jaw, her neck, the hollow in her throat. Her eyes closed, she tipped her head back, allowing him more access. The hand on her breast found a taut nipple, and his fingers clamped around it, applying just enough pressure to send a thrill of pleasure down into her groin.
Cea pushed up with her arms, arching her back. Her long hair swayed as she drove her hips harder against his, gasping with each thrust. The feel of him sliding in and out of her overwhelmed her senses. Both hardened nipples brushed against the hair on his chest, sending chills down her back.
She moaned with each movement and rocked even harder against him.
Tal's head rose to seek each nipple in turn, sucking on it, flicking it with his tongue, nibbling with his teeth, and finally running his lips around and over each one. Both hands cupped her buttocks, urging her legs further apart, while encouraging her hips to grind into his as he thrust into her.
A low keening wail issued from Cea's throat as the onslaught of orgasm rolled through her, wave after wave, her body shuddering through each new spasm. Her hands gripped his long hair and her mouth came down on his, her tongue doing the searching and teasing this time.
Tal's body pulsated in tune with hers as he met her searching tongue. His hands clutched her hips, holding her against him as he exploded inside her.
“Captain! We've made light speed! We're approaching the orbit of the hollow moon,” Malcolm reported, watching the two bodies entwined on the narrow bunk.
Cea and Tal's mouths jerked away from each other. Cea stared at Malcolm, her eyes dreamy with lingering passion. Tal glared at the ‘droid even while his hips still thrust gently in time with the receding waves of his orgasm.
Cea, now clear-eyed, turned her gaze on Tal and asked through gritted teeth, “Now, who the fuck is Kat?”
“I told you, you are.” Tal ran a hand through her damp hair. “I've always thought of you as my little wildcat.” He grinned when she snarled in response and tried to bite his shoulder.
Chapter Fourteen
The Europa, now covered with as much brush and foliage as the crew could find to camouflage her, sat hidden in a deep ravine thick with the growth of vines and ferns. Hot, humid air made breathing difficult as Tal, Cea, Malcolm, Penny and Ferret made their way stealthily to the crest of a hill overlooking the entrance to Crowe's hidden base.
“How are you doing?” Malcolm asked Tal, glancing down with a sympathetic look at the agent's bulging groin.
Tal glared at the android and readjusted the bulge. “Just dandy,” he growled. “I get a hard-on about every hour now, instead of every ten minutes. Problem is, I'm so sore, I won't walk right for a month.”
“Well, don't expect me to relieve your problem anytime soon,” Cea snapped in a whisper, climbing behind him. “Not unless we need to get away fast, that is,” she added under her breath.
Tal glanced back at her, but his gaze was caught by Ferret lagging suspiciously behind the group. “Ferret, what the hell are you doing back there?” he called out, his voice pitched to carry to the man's position and no farther.
Ferret's eyes darted around like a rat moving through a den of predators. He stopped and held up his hands as if to ward off a beating. “Nothing, mate. I'm just nervous about being here, that's all.” Ferret scrambled to catch up. “Old Crowe will kill me when he finds out I brought you here.” He shuddered. “And he won't do it fast, neither.”
“If what you told us is true then he won't know we were here until long after we're gone so quit sweating it,” Cea said, trying to keep her voice down.
“I tole ya. Forni Station don't have no security worth a damn! Crowe don't think anyone will even find the place, much less get inside,” Ferret whimpered. “He don't even have sensors, the arrogant bastard! Ya saw how easy it was to land so close to his base, didn't ya?” Ferret tried to sneer but his fear made it arrive like a deformity on his mouth.
“I do believe he's telling the truth, Agent English,” Malcolm commented while scanning the bare area around the cave mouth. “All I can see is two men with lasers, and they are acting very casually for guards.” The lens in Malcolm's computer-assisted eyes adjusted to zoom in. “I can see double doors just beyond where they are playing cards. It doesn't appear to be closed or locked.”
“How do we get in without taking those two out and setting off an alarm?” Cea asked, studying the surrounding area. “From what Ferret says, there's only the one entrance.”
“I have no military programming, Captain,” Malcolm said, turning to look at Cea as she continued to eye the two guards. “I'm afraid I'm no help in this type of situation.”
“Ah, hell,” Penny snapped. “Let's just blast them and get inside. We'll worry about how to get out later.” She never took her eyes off Ferret, who sat huddled below her on the side of the hill, ogling her bare legs with great interest. She rolled her eyes when he grinned up at her.
“No way, Penny,” Tal growled. “I'm the head of operations here, and I won't allow a plan that will get people killed.” He glanced at Cea. “I'll think of something, but I think we should wait until dark.”
Malcolm scooted back from the rim until he came alongside Cea; they now sat facing Tal and Penny.
Cea glanced at the watch on her wrist. “That should be soon. I vote we stay out here and watch that entrance, just in case we see a chance to slip inside.” A frown furrowed her forehead. “For one thing, I'm worried about Crowe seeing me.” She glanced at Tal. “You were in disguise when you met him, but I wasn't. He'd recognize me and be suspicious about me showing up here after you tried to bust him on my father's ship. He'd never believe my father and I hadn't known what a liar you were.” Venomous sarcasm dripped from her words.
Tal ignored her look. “You've got a point there. If we're caught, I can at least brag about a price on my head and claim to have come to join him. We do need some kind of fall back plan, just in case.”
“The plan will work for her, too,” Malcolm replied. “She's got a prison record. If the data in my memory banks is accurate, then he'd be drawn to the Captain. He loves violent, nasty women.”
“I still vote we stay here and try to stay out of sight.” Cea snapped at both men with a look of absolutely frustrated rage. “I'm not going to be some sex toy for another piece of shit man again, if I don't have to.” The look she gave them was one of pure stubbornness.