Ecstasy Bound

by Kerce, Ruth D.

  “I’ll fill you both in at the same time. It’ll be easier.” She didn’t want Kirk left out of the loop. He knew almost as much as she did about the projects going on at the facility and he was cleared for top-secret access. Better that he found out now instead of having to be brought up to speed later.

  When they reached the end of the hall, he opened the door to the secretary’s office then followed her inside. The secretary immediately looked up. A confused look crossed her face. She peered down at her appointment book.

  “We don’t have an appointment, Carol,” Jaeda began. “But we need to talk to General Adair right away. It’s a security issue.”

  “Everyone has a security issue when they come here,” the secretary muttered, looking over the General’s schedule.

  “This is an international security emergency, Carol.”

  The woman’s head snapped up and her eyes widened.

  The phrase “international security emergency” got them ushered in immediately.

  Carol knew that she wasn’t one to toss around that type of warning casually. Jaeda had felt Kirk’s nervousness at her perilous-sounding words and she knew he must be anxious to find out what was going on.

  Carol left them in the inner office and now they stood waiting before the General.

  He is a formidable-looking man, even sitting down, Jaeda thought. Tall, big, fit, with a rugged face marred by the wrinkles and scars of a man who had seen too much tragedy in his life and career.

  “What’s this about?”

  He barked out the question. His normal mode of speaking, Jaeda had long ago learned. She’d also learned not to be intimidated by him. It was how she’d finally earned his respect. “I’ve received some disturbing information.”

  He indicated for them to sit in the brown leather chairs in front of the desk. “I’m listening.”

  She decided not to mince words. “Xylon may have been destroyed.”

  “What?” Kirk asked, total shock in his voice.

  The General’s eyes narrowed but he didn’t say anything.

  “I’m not sure when the planet and Xylon’s society supposedly fell. I also don’t know if Colonel Briggs is still alive. He obviously survived long enough to send the last transmission. Maybe the destruction was why his message came in garbled. There’s a significant delay with the communication device Briggs is using, from when he would have sent his transmission to when we finally received it. So there’s no way of telling whether he sent it before or after the attack on Xylon. I’m thinking after, given what we were able to extract from the message. If so and he survived, there may also be some Xylon survivors. But from what I’ve been told, the devastation was nearly total.”

  “How did it happen?” Kirk asked.

  “Unknown at this time. I think that the strange blip we picked up could be related to all this. My guess is that it’s a fleet of ships.”

  “Ships? Are you sure?”

  She shook her head, glancing in Kirk’s direction, but continuing to speak directly to the General. “There’s no way to tell for certain unless they pop back up on our trackers, which is unlikely if they’re cloaked.”

  It bothered her that the General hadn’t commented on what she’d related so far.

  Concentration was evident on his face however, so she knew he was listening intently.

  “I’ll try to find out more as I can. But I have reason to believe, if that blip is a fleet, the ships belong to the Egesa Slave Masters and they are on their way here. Now. In force.

  They are the only ones capable of taking Xylon down. No other society that I’m aware of has the fighters or the fire power.”

  The General took in a noticeable breath. “Might have been. Supposedly. You think.

  Reason to believe. Where’d you get this information that sounds shaky at best?”

  “I have contacts.” When he looked about to ask her another question, she cut him off. Not a smart thing to do but she knew where he was headed. “That’s as much as I can say for now. Please.”

  It surprised her when he settled back in his chair instead of pushing. Even if he had pushed, she wouldn’t have revealed her sources. Not at this point. That wasn’t her right.

  “What makes you think that blip is these Egesa? Maybe it’s the surviving Xylons or one of our other alien allies,” the General offered as an alternate explanation.

  “They would have contacted us. Whoever is out there is heading this way in secret.

  They didn’t count on us being able to pick them up. This is serious, General. I can feel it.” Her stomach churned, waiting for his response.

  “If it’s true.” His voice actually softened for the first time.

  “Yes.” She twisted her fingers in her lap, wishing she had a mirror into his thoughts.

  “Well then…” He stood up. “We better start making plans.”

  * * * * *

  Nav-Control Ship FSMF-36, Deep Space

  Frost stretched out her legs as she eased onto her bunk. She adjusted the padding behind her and leaned back against the wall. “My plan will change the entire future of the universe.” A bold statement, but one she fervently believed. A smile crossed her face and she did nothing to squelch it.

  Now that she’d made contact, she would slowly unravel the Warriors’ plans, one by one. “I only wish I had a vid-monitor down there that I could access, to see the havoc.”

  She laughed.

  She fingered the controller around her neck. She only needed four of the Xylons to survive. The rest were expendable.

  Her other contact, the one aboard Daegal’s ship, had made a grave mistake by giving her key information. Men were so easy to control. Give them a little attention to stroke their ego and a lot of sex to satisfy their libido and they became completely whipped.

  Soon she would put the next step of her plan into motion.

  After she convinced him it was finally time to get rid of Daegal, she would get rid of him. Ah, so perfect. Neither of them would ever see it coming. He’d thought he would be the one attaining control of the quadrant and possibly Earth too, once Daegal was dead. He would be surprised when the real truth hit him in the mask.

  She leaned forward and pressed the button on her comm panel. “Rave?”

  A moment later, the woman’s voice came over the system. “Rave here.”

  “Put together an M-6 Security Team and have them stand by.”

  After a slight hesitation, Rave answered, “Will do.”

  She needed to send the team of Egesa back before they got too far from Xylon for their short-range orbiters to reach the planet safely. She didn’t want to spare more long-range ships than necessary if she didn’t have to. That could put her own safety at risk.

  The Egesa wouldn’t be able to land on the planet due to the destruction but she’d gotten the coordinates they needed to dematerialize directly into the Warriors’ location.

  She could contact the Sand Moon and send in a separate team, but she needed soldiers she could trust to do the job correctly, without her standing over them.

  Normally she didn’t trust the Egesa—hell, she didn’t trust anyone—but those she’d brought with her were her most loyal soldiers, her top men, and she knew they wouldn’t let her down.

  Once they captured those she needed, everyone else could be discarded. Laszlo worried her some. He was a powerful man. Not one to underestimate. “But he should be much weaker now. Like Daegal.” In the end, he would fall, for her soldiers would be well armed. And the Warriors wouldn’t know when to expect them.

  If the spy had done as instructed, they’d know she was coming, though. Trapped in the small shelter with limited weapons, systems going off line, and in a panic over her soldiers coming for them… It should create enough havoc and fear that taking all of them down would be much easier.

  And she held another advantage. She knew exactly how many there were and who had survived. That knowledge had
helped her to figure out just how many soldiers to send back to get the job done quickly.

  “Maybe their own paranoia will kill them before my team even gets there.” Which would be fine with her, as long as the four she needed survived.

  She gripped the controller in her palm, itching to engage the device that would trigger Kam. He could help her out before her men arrived. But now that she knew the triplets were there in the shelter, it would be too dangerous. She didn’t want to chance his accidentally hurting the babies.

  Actually, she only really needed the babies but she wanted Kam too. Her trophy.

  Controlling Kam, fucking him until his cock turned raw, would be the ultimate show of power over Laszlo. It would also be sweet revenge for Kam’s betrayal of her on the Sand Moon.

  Daegal and Laszlo, they always believed themselves to be so invincible. Now everyone would believe her to be invincible. The woman who would bring them both down and who would turn Laszlo’s son into her own personal sex slave.

  She could practically taste her victory. “So sweet.”

  When she’d found out that Braden’s mate, a Super-breeder, had definitely born the triplets foretold in the old legends, a coveted Reign of Three, she’d been almost giddy with power. For they were her ticket to universal control. That news had been better than finding out that Kam and Alexa were Laszlo’s offspring. Better than learning about the current Reign of Three and that their powers had waned.

  Reign of Three. A phrase rarely heard anymore, for it had originated so long ago.

  She would guess that most had no concept of its meaning.

  Students were no longer taught the old ways. But she had been voracious for knowledge. She’d become an eager student of old and new philosophies. She believed in the old powers. Finding out about Laszlo, Daegal and the Top Commander’s genetic connection and longevity had solidified those beliefs in her mind as fact instead of symbolic, historical fantasy.

  She must obtain those triplets as her own. “You will come to me, to your new mother soon, my babies.” They’d never know the truth of their parents. They would love and serve her instead, and through them, she would rule the universe.

  She’d already spoken to her personal Healer and he’d assured her that they were well equipped to tend and feed the little ones. That had been good news, for she hadn’t wanted to have to put up with Alexa’s presence. Once they were in her possession, Frost would have a security force escort the triplets to a safe location far away, where she would eventually join them. As soon as her mission here was completed.

  For a brief moment, she contemplated saving Braden along with his children, having him take Kam’s place. Or maybe keeping them both. Ah, to be fucked by both of those hunky Warriors at the same time.

  “No.” Better that she didn’t. Braden brought out a softer side of her. She’d had to constantly fight those feelings when she was with him. She didn’t need those kinds of feelings churning inside her anymore now than she had then.

  She was better off with a man of power, whom she found fuckable, but she didn’t care what he felt or thought. Besides, with the remote, she could control Kam. She’d have no such control over Braden. Capturing him would be a waste of energy and would only cause her more problems in the end, especially with the triplets in her care.

  He’d never be a docile and cooperative sex slave or give up his parental responsibilities without a fight.

  Could she live with ordering Braden’s death though? As long as she wasn’t there to see it happen—sure. She could be cold when she needed to be. Over the years, she’d earned the name Torque had given her. He’d obviously seen something in her then that she hadn’t even yet acknowledged at the time.

  Well, that was all right. Tender feelings were for the weak. Wealth and power lasted a lot longer than any relationship she’d ever seen. If she needed more, she’d buy a man who would suit her purposes, one who would serve her and no other. She chuckled. “Yes. That sounds like a fucking good plan.”

  * * * * *

  Planet Xylon

  Auxiliary Underground Shelter

  Still relaxing in bed, Brianna looked into Sam’s sexy brown eyes, which reminded her of hot, liquid coco-ale. Such a sinful indulgence. Certainly not one she would ever turn down.

  He ran his fingers lightly along her sides. She giggled and twitched, feeling more at ease than she had in a long while. She wished this time with him could last forever.

  “You’re amazing, you know that?” he said softly.

  “How so?” She smiled down at him. Here with him, she could forget about the bad in her life and let her worries float away. It was just what she’d needed after all the tragedy that had occurred.

  “You’re the perfect woman.”

  Her smile faded. Though she appreciated the compliment, perfect was not something she wanted to live up to. “Don’t put me up so high that I have nowhere to go but down, Sam. I’m far from perfect, believe me. I have my faults, just like everyone else.”

  A soft smile crossed his face. His fingers slid down her back to rest gently on her ass. “Faults. Yes, well, I really didn’t mean that I was expecting absolute perfection from you. Perfection is boring and overrated. I should have said that you’re the perfect woman for me, just as you are. Faults and all.” His voice lowered with each word.

  The perfect woman for me. His words echoed in her head and set her heart to fluttering.

  Had he just revealed a part of his heart to her? They were in an intense situation right now and emotions were equally intense because of it. As a Warrior and command officer, she understood the stresses of battle and how that played on one’s feelings. “So much has happened in a short amount of time,” she replied, slowly feeling him out. “I won’t later hold you to anything you say in here, Sam.”

  As he massaged her butt, something in his gaze changed. His look intensified.

  “Hold me to everything, Brianna, because I meant every word. I don’t know what’s going to happen in the future or if there will even be a future. For any of us. But I know there’s something special happening between you and me. Truthfully, I was trying to downplay it in my mind but I can’t. Not if I’m honest.”

  A lump closed off her throat. She hadn’t expected such an admission.

  A slight flush colored his cheeks. “Geez.” He laughed. “I’m no good at this emotional shit. I think this is all getting kind of deep and is probably really bad timing, considering everything that has happened and is going on right now. How about we leave the mush for later when things are more settled?”

  “Mush?” She laughed slightly, still reeling from his confession.

  “Yes. Besides, your body is distracting me. I’m thinking definite naughty thoughts right now. Maybe I can distract you into thinking naughty thoughts too. Hmm?”

  “That shouldn’t be too hard.”

  “Good.” He squeezed her ass. “How’s this feel?”

  “Mmm. Yes. That’s nice.” It was probably best to concentrate on the physical at the moment. Less dangerous to her heart. “But I really need your cock inside me.”

  “Not yet.” Sam rolled her over onto her back.

  His gaze burned into hers like a man possessed. A sexual thrill raced through her body as she wondered what he had in mind. He lowered his head and kissed her neck, sending waves of pleasure rippling through her. The touch of his lips made her whole being ache. She wanted him like crazy.

  When he didn’t enter her, she thought he’d go for her nipples again but his mouth slid right between her breasts, over her ribs and stomach and down between her legs.

  “Ah…yes.” Her cunt throbbed for his touch. She spread her thighs, perfectly willing—

  no eager—to accept the touch of his lips.

  She watched him spread the folds of her pussy with his fingers. At the first moist swipe of his tongue along her flesh, she groaned. It had been too long since someone had licked her cunt. She w
anted more. But when he licked her again, touching her clit, she couldn’t find her voice to speak her desire. The best she could do was mewl and grab his head.

  Sam teased her clit with the tip of his tongue until she thought she’d go mad. She dropped her hands from his hair and clawed at the bedding beneath her, arching her hips, wanting so much from him. Needing everything he was willing to give her, physically and emotionally. Finally, his lips closed around her fleshy bud and he sucked.

  He pushed his finger into her cunt. After a moment, he pulled his finger out and burrowed beneath her. She felt him probing for her asshole. Oh yes! His moist finger slipped inside her easily and went deep.

  She was in such need that it only took a moment. Her body exploded, the force of the orgasm so powerful that Brianna felt as if she were dying from the pleasure. She heard her own shrieks of ecstasy and was unable to control her voice or responses. Her body no longer belonged to her but to Sam as his mouth and hands took her higher than any man ever had.

  After what seemed an eternity, she collapsed, unable to move or speak. Barely able to breathe. A tear slid down the side of her cheek.

  Sam shifted and moved up beside her. He kissed another tear away when it escaped her eye. He looked at her tenderly, showing his caring in the depths of his gaze.

  He stroked her cheek and throat and breasts, not in a sexual manner, but as if needing to take care of her. He held her close, in silence, letting her feel what she was feeling.

  Brianna couldn’t look away from this amazing man. When Sam had said

  “powerful” earlier, he had described it perfectly. Their sex was powerful.

  This quiet time, after such a shattering experience, solidified their connection.

  Something special bound them together now. Something that went beyond the sex and resided within their souls. As strange as that sounded, this had not been a normal joining. She would swear to it.

  * * * * *

  Braden headed toward the orbiters docked below. Erik had explained to him the problem with the overheat. He felt confident that he’d be able to rewire and program a bypass system into the larger orbiter without too much trouble. The smaller orbiter was newer and wouldn’t need the same adjustment.