Paranormal Payload

by Paranormal Payload [lit]

  Lorelei groaned as her nipples hardened. As much as she wanted to sneak away and ‘handle’ her current problem, she didn’t. Thinking about sex was the worst thing she could do. It only seemed to intensify her craving for it--for Sevan. And there truly were only so many times she could masturbate before her fingers pruned and her wrist hurt. Sadly enough, she’d hit that state long ago.

  “Excuse me, Miss, but I am no trader, nor am I a thief. Not to sound shallow here but I tend not to agree to fuck someone until I’ve had a look at them. As shocking as it sounds, not all men stick their dick in whatever moves. Plus, as overly romantic as this sounds, I’m the last guy you want. I’m holding out for a dream, honey, and to date no woman can stack up to her.” He cleared his throat and the sound wreaked havoc on Lorelei’s body.

  She wanted desperately to come back with a witty comment but the tingling in her pussy fogged her mind enough that she didn’t know or care how to respond to his comments. All she knew was that his voice was divine and so familiar that she was positive she knew him somehow.

  “My ship’s run into a bit of a snag and I need to work on it. If you’d be so kind as to tell your people to open the loading doors I will be out of your hair in no time flat. I’ll require some fuel along with the use of some of your tools. I can assure you that each one will be returned in pristine condition. Though, I have been wanting a new set of torch acceleration adjustors.”

  Lorelei cursed herself for forgetting, yet again, that her voice transmitter was on. She had a bad habit of failing to remember to deactivate it after leaving the main tower. The teasing tone in his voice told her his comment was lighthearted, yet it was easy to tell she’d offended him. Why that mattered to her, she didn’t know. But it did.

  “Need I remind you that I have just initiated a code 327?” The frustration was evident in the heavy sigh that followed his comment.

  Not one to fall for a sexy voice or succumb to guilt, Lorelei readied her inborn defense mechanisms. “Need I remind you that we are not part of the Commission and we do not recognize their laws? If you’re seeking Commission friendly territory you will not find it here. We are not a repair station nor are we prone to allowing arrogant arses to dock for giggles. And for future reference you will not take that condescending tone with me again or you will sit there until your ship gives out. I am not one of your disciples, nor will I ever be. And, I’ll have you know that basing the choice of having intercourse with someone off appearances places you below a lechranki worm in my book.”

  “Less than a blood sucking worm that eats its own vomit?”

  “Mmmhmm.” Lorelei grinned from ear to ear as though she were just a child again. Goading this man had to be the highlight of her month. Why? She wasn’t sure but it felt good all the same.

  There was some mumbling and then she heard another male laughing. “Shut up, Jordan,” the sexy man said, his voice reminding her of Sevan’s.

  “Always good to know that you are an arse with everyone, not just people you are trying to sweet talk into allowing you to dock. And in case you should have the misfortune of needing repairs this deep into space again, might I suggest you pretend to be mute and allow someone to speak for you. Perhaps sending a holographic image would even work. Just be sure not to model it after yourself or it too will find a rather cold reception.”

  “Listen lady, you better check that … ouch! Hit me again and I will toss your ass out into space, brother or not.”

  Feigning glee, Lorelei clapped her hands together. “Oh goodie, mummy, they come in pairs. Do you think I could have a set of slime lechranki worms to go with the arrogant, ill-mannered boys that wish to dock here? Oh, please, mummy. I’ve been such a good little girl this year.”

  Captain Vasil laughed and the seductive sound of it rolled over her, caressing her in places she never dreamed a voice could. Places she hoped he really would touch her. Shocked and a bit embarrassed by her sudden state of need, Lorelei lashed out at him. “Oh my, my, he has a sense of humor. Be still my bored out of its mind heart.”

  He was quiet for a moment and Lorelei was almost sad that he had no comeback for her. Suddenly a bit panicked that she may have been too harsh, Lorelei took a deep breath and prepared to apologize to the stranger. That in itself should have tipped her off that something was amuck. Before she could get a word out, Vasil beat her to it.

  “My apologies. My crew and I have had a rough go of it. We would like to clean up and get our ship fixed before heading onward.” Captain Vasil was sincere. Her powers picked up on that immediately. It was a bit disheartening that he’d decided to end their back and forth but understandable due to the serious condition his ship was in. Still, giving in to him could cost him his life.

  Knowing the risk he and his crew would be in if they docked here this late in the day and were unable to leave before the suns set didn’t sit well with her. The man may possess the sexiest voice she’d ever heard but it would get him nowhere in life if he didn’t have his head attached to his body. “Sorry, Alpha Brig Three, permission to dock denied. Seek assistance in the next quadrant over. I‘ll monitor your ship until it reaches the new destination. Two units will be sent up to refuel and escort you. Control tower out.”

  Lorelei went to cut transmission when she heard the mysterious man on the other end sigh--again. Her gut twisted and her stomach flipped at the very sound of his breath exhaling in her earpiece. She hated giving in, but disliked the thought of never hearing that voice again.

  Am I confident enough that I can keep him safe?

  Hating herself for her instant inner ‘yes’, she rolled her eyes and tossed her hands in the air. “Can you be in and out by suns set?”

  There was a moment of silence followed by a low whistle. “Yes, we only need a couple of hours to get everything operational again.”

  It was Lorelei’s turn to sigh. “If you promise to not cause any trouble, take full responsibility for whatever may come from docking here and be out by suns set then you may dock. No exceptions.”

  “You’ve got yourself a deal, little lady.”

  “Refer to me as little lady again and you will rot in space. Are we clear?” Lorelei bit back a tiny smirk as she envisioned the look on the man’s face. The only problem was, she tended to insert the face of the sexy stranger who had plagued her dreams for months into every fantasy she had.

  “Yes, ma’am.”

  Chapter Two

  Captain Sevan Vasil glanced over at his brother and second in command, Jordan. “What?”

  “Nothing,” Jordan said, his lips pursed and his arms crossed.

  It didn’t take a genius to tell him his brother was pissed. “Spill it.”

  “I’m not so sure we should dock here. The planet is not marked on the map and you yourself heard that they are not in the business of giving leave to Commission vessels. And what was that about assuming full responsibility for docking and…?”

  “And,” Sevan interrupted. “We don’t really have much of a choice here. Our fuel tank cracked somewhere back near Margaidia and unless you want to chance piloting a vessel with no fuel and limited life supports all the way home, I’d suggest you get real comfy with the idea of docking here. We’ll never make it back to Earth unless we do and you know it.”

  “Captain, I did not mean to question your authority.”

  “Cut the shit, Jordan! Don’t go all military on me. You and I go back too far for you try to be stuffy now. I can still remember you in diapers!”

  “You’re three minutes older than me. Of course you remember. You were there too, moron. If you want to start flexing your three minute older muscles, let’s go….”

  The main screen flickered and interrupted Jordan’s little rant. Static covered it for a split second before a vision so beautiful that Sevan had to fight to breathe appeared. Angelic didn’t even begin to cover her. Instantly, his heart hammered.

  It couldn’t be. No. It wasn’t possible. She wasn’t real, was she?

  S
evan couldn’t think, couldn’t move as he stared at her. The woman was identical to Lorelei. Overwhelmed by emotion, he sat there breathing heavy and trying to stop the obvious hallucination before him.

  The goddess on the screen looked up at him, her royal blue eyes wide and then glanced down at the control panel before her. “Bugger! How the hell do you turn it on again? If I don’t figure it out soon they’ll end up stuck in orbit and I am not in the mood to fetch them. The last thing I want to do today is go and tow an arrogant, cocky, too sure of himself man, who thinks the universe should bend at his very command … errr … Commission officer’s vessel in. I would rather wallow through pikineius dung than retrieve them.”

  Nice to know where we rank, Sevan thought, chuckling silently.

  The hint of an old Earth British accent came through, reminding Sevan of home. They didn’t spend nearly as much time among the Free World people on Earth as they’d like. No. Now their days were spent in the Commission going where they demanded.

  The woman before him narrowed her gaze on the control board before her. She was obviously oblivious to the fact that she already had the visual communicator working. The thought of telling her he could both see and hear her crossed his mind for a millisecond before he decided to just take in the show until she figured it out. Besides, his cock had joined in the spectacle now and its rather hard state demanded he remain still or risk ejaculating in his pants.

  Not an option he wanted to take. Though it was hard to keep from yelling out the name Lorelei but the very idea that it wasn’t her terrified him. If she were real and if she too shared the dreams then she could be his mate.

  Neither man said a word as the vixen before them leaned forward. Her long black hair fell into her face, looking so silky and smooth that Sevan could almost feel it. Bringing a toned arm up, she lifted it away. Her luscious lips pouted outward, as if she were in deep thought.

  You’re fucking killing me here. You’re a hallucination that’s it.

  Scolding his mind for placing the vision of his dream lover in place of the actual woman didn’t seem to stop the hallucination. Watching the woman only served to make it worse. Sevan had always been a sucker for women who were animated, especially when it came to their lips. Just thinking about how full and lush hers looked made him picture his cock buried in her mouth as he held tight to her silky hair. Flashes of the erotic dreams he’d been having for months flooded back to him. It was her face he’d seen beneath him as he sank into the paradise of her warms depths. But how could that be? Had their ship blown up after the fuel tank cracked? Was he dead now and left to dream of Lorelei forever?

  If you’ve got to go, ending up envisioning her the rest of eternity isn’t so bad.

  The gorgeous woman punched the controls a few more times before rising slightly from her seat. Wearing a tiny black top that came to just above her navel, his eyes widened as it pulled up to just under her ample breasts. His cock dug painfully into the top of his pants. It would tunnel through the material soon and demand attention from her. Having her with him in bed was the only way he was used to dreaming of her and while this little tit for tat was amusing, he wanted her pussy milking him as he came in her.

  Sevan heard Jordan draw in a deep breath and knew that the vision of beauty on the screen was having the same effect on him. A surge of jealousy went through him. Glaring over at his brother, he dared him to have a sexual thought about his woman.

  My woman? Great, now I’ve laid claim to a fantasy woman--again. Next I’ll be pulling up various versions of my own harem.

  As horny as he was, he’d most likely pop anything inflatable and the holograms, while stimulating, couldn’t take the place of a real woman so he pushed the thought from his mind. Shifting in his seat, Sevan tried his best to distribute the mass between his legs. If he continued to stare at her, his cock would be hard for a week. No amount of jerking off would ease the pain she would no doubt bring him. As if it wasn’t bad enough that he already woke each morning to find his dick so hard he could hammer a steel panel into a wall with no further aid, now he would be forced to live out his death staring at her from afar.

  She looked so real. Never before had anyone been in his dreams other than the woman on the screen before him. Always ready for him, she appeared to him out of nowhere and with one look they knew what the other wanted. He’d fucked her so many ways that he felt himself blush. He wasn’t shy but he wasn’t prone to dropping to his knees and licking the sweet pussy of a gorgeous woman who suddenly appeared to him either. He’d done things with Lorelei that he’d never dreamed of doing in real life and she sparked things in him that no one else did. The worst part of it all was that he’d actually fallen in love with her--a dream, a figment of his overactive imagination, a vision that now appeared before him in what he hoped was waking hours. And he hoped beyond hope that she truly was the mate he sought.

  “Blasted thing doesn’t work! If that lil’ Bagardo demon that claimed he fixed this pulled a fast one on me, I’ll pull his purple head off and shove it up his lime green….” Jerking her hand away from the control panel in front of her, she winced as a blue spark shot out at her catching her upper arm and burning it instantly.

  No baby, don’t ever cross those wires.

  Sevan went eerily still. He’d never worried over a woman before. Well, no woman that wasn’t related to him or a member of his crew. His cousin had accompanied them on their journey and he worried like hell every time she left the ship.

  It shocked him how real and how human the woman on the screen appeared to be. One, if she was real then some deep shit was going on. Dreaming of a woman galaxies away had to have some sort of cosmic ramifications. Mating with her only intensified that. For two, all planets with human or human-like life forms had been mapped out by the Commission ages ago, at least in this quadrant. His luck she was projecting an image that they’d feel comfortable with long enough to lure them in and then he’d find out that she was really an alien with six heads. That had to be it. She was picking his brain and came up with Lorelei’s likeness.

  Ah, I hope not.

  She tried again to fix the panel. Another blue spark shot out and caught her creamy cheek. Hissing, she grabbed hold of it and winced. Sevan stood fast, reaching for her as if he could really touch her through the viewing screen.

  Glancing down, he found Jordan staring at him with an odd expression on his face. Wisely, his brother didn’t comment on his concern for the beautiful creature before them. She reached out to try it again but pulled away at the last second allowing Sevan to exhale.

  “Christian, can you get this thing to work? I can’t seem to get it to respond to any of my commands. I swear it bit me twice already and if it does it again I will shoot it and then recycle its parts into a waste receptacle. The damn thing has a mind of its own and I’m frankly tired of dealing with it. I hate technology and it hates me. It’s a rather mutual agreement that is best not tampered with.”

  “Promise you won’t bite me if I get close enough to fix it. Though, there are certain places you could nibble if the urge should strike,” a very male voice said from off screen.

  Sevan’s blood ran cold as the beast within threatened to surface. It would control his temper or rather, leave him uncontrollable. He had no right to feel the pang of jealously that now rode him, but he did. He watched as a large arm appeared first, followed close by a handsome man who looked to be in his mid-thirties. Tattoos covered the man’s arms. And upon closer inspection, Sevan saw that the woman had similar markings on her arms as well although hers were a degree lighter than the male’s. In his dreams, Lorelei didn’t have any sort of markings on her.

  Maybe she just looks a lot like Lorelei--a hell of a lot like her.

  The man near her looked as though he’d won the strong man of galaxy contest several years running. Sevan was not a small man by any standard, but he wasn’t quite the barbarian that stood by the tiny woman now.

  Christian moved his body around
the woman’s and let his eyes linger over her cleavage longer than Sevan could stand. His jaw tightened and he felt Jordan’s hand on his shoulder.

  “Easy now, brother. We’ve only come to fix the ship.”

  “Here you go. Just push this button here.” The man put his mouth to the woman’s ear, whispering something only she could hear. Her cheeks flushed and her body tensed. “Follow that procedure and you’ll be up and running in no time. Not that you need any help in the getting things up category.”

  “Thank you, Christian,” she said, shifting in her seat. She glanced up at the screen and apparently was able to see them now as well because she froze. “No.” Her tongue darted out and over her bottom lip. That simple act sent chills of pleasure throughout Sevan’s body.

  “By gods, she’s even more beautiful in person.”

  Her brow creased as her cheeks flushed. Jordan cleared his throat and Sevan realized that he’d not only said that out loud, but she’d heard every word of it. It was his turn to blush.

  “Control tower, this is Alpha Brig Three, requesting permission to dock,” Jordan said, laughing slightly.

  “Perm … permission granted.” Her blue gaze locked on his. She seemed to study him, tipping her head slightly and narrowing her eyes. Something clicked and she shook her head as she hit another button and backed away from her seat. “Navigation will now be controlled by our tower. Please refrain from attempting to override this or irreparable damage to your vessel will occur. We will meet you in the loading area momentarily.”

  Stunned by her rather cold tone, Sevan stared mindlessly at her. She went to cut transmission and Sevan leaned forward fast not wanting lose sight of her. “Wait! What policy do you have on outsiders?” It was best to know if they regarded them as hostile or not right off the bat. Not that it mattered what she thought, his dick already thought of her as the only place it wanted to reside and there was no overriding that.