Shalia's Diary Omnibus

by Tracy St. John

  “Sounds right to me,” I agreed.

  “My suggestion is that the Kalquorians should stop trying to catch these smaller groups. I believe they need to fall back, shore up the Academy’s defenses, and give the larger group a chance to coalesce once more. I’m sure the Earthers will do so. Then, when they can be located, hit them with that stun pulse or whatever you call it. Take out the whole bunch in one fell swoop.”

  I’m no tactician either, but I had my reservations about Matt’s suggestion. “How will we know when they’ve pulled together?”

  Matt said, “Keep small patrols going at maybe a ten-mile radius around the Academy. There was no evidence of the attackers having shuttles other than what they crashed through the main gate, correct? They’d have to come in close to launch a full-scale attack on foot. Somebody is bound to stumble over their base of operations.”

  “It’s not a bad idea,” Nang said. “Although I’d prefer a larger patrol area, say twenty, twenty-five miles. You dealt with government and their training, Shalia. We have indications there are military and enforcement skills among those attackers. Is it likely they would band in a large force again?”

  I turned it over in my mind. “I think they’re more apt to surround us if they’re planning to do a full-on attack. Before they do that, they would probably get together first. They’ll pool the resources they have, supplies and arms, to make sure everyone has what they need to carry out their missions.”

  I hated the idea of that group pulling together again. It worried me a lot, but since I knew it worried Nang too, I didn’t say anything.

  Nang nodded. “I’ll bring the possibilities up with my staff. We are being run ragged by the attackers’ hit-and-run tactics. They’ve gone in so many different directions, we can’t catch up to them. Falling back to the Academy is probably our best bet.” He smiled at Matt. “Thank you for offering your insights, Mister, ah, Matt.”

  “Just trying to leave this planet alive and whole, as I’m sure you want to as well.” Matt stood. “I’ll get out of your hair now. First, how is Eve doing? I meant to check on her earlier than this. Since the last attack, I’ve had a lot of hysterics to deal with from our people. I haven’t had a second to do anything but calm everyone down.”

  I told him, “She’s doing well. She talks a little more every day and is recovering movement slowly but surely.”

  “Excellent. I figured she must be doing better for you to leave her side.”

  “They prefer I don’t hang over her during her therapy because I distract her. Plus Commander Nang is pulling his presentation to our people together. I’m taking the opportunity to help as much as I can.”

  Matt nodded to Nang. “I am looking forward to hearing it. The commander and I have talked about the best way to present his information so Earthers will be more likely to hear his message with as few pre-judgments as possible.”

  “Your assistance has been invaluable,” Nang said.

  They shook hands, and Matt left. I sat in my chair, nibbling my lower lip and worrying. That meant I forgot to keep Nang at a distance.

  The door closed behind Matt. Nang lost no time getting behind me and rubbing my shoulders. I wanted to melt into a puddle of goo under those strong, kneading hands. It felt good. I was determined to not give Nang any advantage over me however. I stood up and stepped away so that I was beyond arm’s length from the commander.

  That self-satisfied smirk crawled over his face, but Nang didn’t push the issue. “So, Shalia. Now that we’re alone, what did you really think about Matt’s suggestion?” Nang asked.

  I blew out a breath. “I don’t know. I’m not crazy about the idea of that bunch gathering in one place again. To be truthful, I’d rather you kept them on the run and scattered so they can’t deal out more damage than they’re already capable.”

  He nodded. “It worries me too. I may have no choice, however. What I didn’t mention in front of Mr. King is that we don’t have enough men to continue tracking in every direction. My security commanders tell me the men are demoralized by their inability to catch these murderers, along with the deaths that have occurred. We need a new strategy.”

  “And more men,” I pointed out.

  Nang sighed. “That won’t happen soon enough. You Earthers are a difficult lot to convince we have your best interests at heart.” His brow lifted to let me know he wasn’t only discussing resistance to being rescued.

  I rolled my eyes at him. “Best interests, huh? You just want to have sex.”

  “That too. Should I fall on my knees and beg you, Shalia? Is that what you want?”

  He started to stalk towards me, that dangerous look in his eyes that terrifies and titillates all at once. I got moving, keeping his desk between us.

  I was brutally honest with him. “Look Nang, I believe I might be in love with Dusa and Esak. Probably. I may not be ready to play house with them yet, but the feelings are there.”

  That earned me a glower. Nang’s mouth opened to speak, and I held out my hand to keep him from doing so.

  I explained, “I have no intention of joining their clan, even if the rules said I could. Not only am I not ready, I don’t think they are either. Especially not under these conditions, with danger making the situation more intense than it normally would be. Besides, I need to make Mom my priority. She’s helpless and I have to take care of her.”

  “What does it all mean, Shalia?” Nang’s voice was light, but he was still following me, forcing me to circle around the desk. His eyes were riveted, predator sighting on prey.

  I didn’t mince words. “It means that the little bit of time I have left on Earth, I wish to spend with Dusa and Esak. I want every second I can get with them. I want to enjoy what might have been before I have to leave them behind.”

  Nayun’s anti-depressant hadn’t just pulled me out of the dumps. It had given me clarity to figure out how I needed to deal with my near future. I knew clanning with my sweethearts was an impossibility, given all the obstacles. It’s also not the right thing for any of us at this point. The situation makes me sad on one hand, but it’s also been a relief since I came to this realization. I feel like a huge weight has come off of me.

  My calm assurance leant firmness to my tone, telling Nang this was non-negotiable. He apparently heard it, because he stopped coming after me.

  “I see.” He regarded me for long enough that I started to fidget under that stare. I couldn’t tell that was going on in his mind.

  At last he turned and went to the low table where his computer waited. “Shall we go over my presentation?” he asked, not looking at me.

  “Sure.” I approached carefully, not believing Nang was giving up that easily. He made no move towards me as I sat on a seat cushion across the table from him. Nor did he speak or look at me with anything but respectful politeness for the rest of our meeting as we put the finishing touches on his upcoming speech.

  Do I dare feel relief? Maybe Nang has finally gotten the message. It sure as hell took him long enough.

  October 22

  Esak was released from Medical yesterday. He’s flat on his back in the dorm he shares with Dusa, but let me tell you, it hasn’t stopped him from being a naughty Nobek.

  After I spent most of the day with Mom, including eating dinner with her, I was ordered to leave. She is responding to therapy. Her bad hand is regaining movement and strength, though her leg is still pretty much bum. She can open her eye too, and her mouth doesn’t look as if it’s falling off her jaw on the left side anymore.

  I headed straight to the boys’ quarters to see how Esak was doing on his first night home. He was lying on one side of the bed, his poor bald, scarred head and muscular shoulders propped up on pillows. Dusa was there of course, and so was Weln. I don’t think Dusa and Esak have asked their fave Imdiko to clan yet because of all the drama that’s been happening lately. They might as well do so. They operate like an old married trio, ha-ha.

  I’d barely leaned over to kiss Esa
k hello when he told the other two, “She should be naked.”

  “You should be quiet,” I said. “You are supposed to be resting. No funny business, young man.”

  “Mouthy little Matara,” he said, but he was grinning at me. “Please, my Dramok?”

  “Of course.” Dusa looked at me expectantly. “Take your clothes off, Shalia.”

  I know, I know. Pushy Kalquorians who needed to be put in their places. The thing was, the instant Dusa ordered me to strip, I got warm and tickly inside. My panties were wet immediately. I wanted to be naked in front of them. I wanted to obey.

  Mulling over what a freak I was, I rolled my eyes as if I was only humoring them and pulled my blouse off. “Pushy, pushy,” I complained. “What is this? If you say jump, I should ask how high?”

  “That sounds about right.”

  “In your dreams,” I retorted for lack of something smarter to say. I slipped my shoes off and shoved my jeans down to my ankles and stepped out of them.

  For all my grousing, my insides were aflame. The three of them were watching me and becoming obviously aroused. Maybe Esak was out of commission, tented sheets notwithstanding, but I knew I was going to be filled up with Kalquorian cock pretty soon. They gazed at me like they were entitled to me. Even Weln eyed me with that attitude. I don’t know; maybe once you’ve had sex with a Kalquorian, he believes he has a claim.

  It should have pissed me off. Instead, it made me feel vulnerable, submissive, and eager to please.

  I got my bra and panties off and waited for the next order. For several seconds, none of them spoke. They stood (or in Esak’s case, lay) still and looked me over. I felt smaller and weaker by the second. I was reminded of how big and strong they were, how easily they could overpower me. Esak, as hurt as he was, would have had no problem taking me down if he wanted.

  At last, the Nobek spoke. “Lie next to me, Shalia,” Esak said. “On your back.”

  Weln pulled the sheets away, displaying the Nobek. He was as naked as me, and his cocks were at firm attention. It was nice to discover the lower equipment continued to work. I did as he commanded me to, lying down next to his warmth on the bed.

  “Spread your legs wide. Hands behind your neck.”

  My heart sped up. I rested the nape of my neck in my hands and parted my legs. One ended up slung over Esak’s.

  He reached over and rubbed his fingers into my slit. His calloused fingers came in contact with my clit. I gasped and jerked against his hand as excitement curled low and tight in my sex.

  “Do not move. Be still while I enjoy touching you.”

  I took a shuddering breath and looked into his eyes. I saw no mercy in them. I was to do as I was told, and no disobedience would be tolerated. Esak might not have been able to punish me, but I didn’t have to be reminded Dusa would take up that responsibility. Maybe Weln would too.

  Esak’s gaze held mine as he played with me. Within seconds I was whimpering and trembling all over. He stroked my pussy, taking special delight in torturing me by rubbing my clit between finger and thumb. I didn’t dare resist, not when Dusa sat next to me and Weln crouched between my legs, both watching avidly.

  “Enjoy her with me,” Esak breathed. “Make her squirm with want.”

  The other two men were eager to join in. Weln filled my soaked pussy with two fingers, pumping in and out with steady strength. Dusa plucked at my nipples until they were stiff, then he dragged the harsh velvet of his tongue across the tips in turn. I squirmed all right and yelped while I was at it.

  “Fuck her, Weln,” Esak said. His eyes were dark. “Fuck her hard.”

  Weln pulled his fingers free. He was excited to judge from that pearly drop on the tip of his main cock, which was curving towards his abdomen. I moaned as he got himself into position.

  “You will remain still, Shalia,” Esak told me. He continued to rub my clit, occasionally tapping the tip of it with his finger to send stabbing pleasure through my abdomen. “You are to surrender your body to him.”

  “Say, yes Nobek,” Dusa prodded me. He pinched my nipple.

  “Yes, Nobek,” I whimpered.

  Weln waited just long enough to hear my acquiescence. Then he thrust in, finding the end of me with shocking quickness. I suddenly had twin rods of Kalquorian shoved deep inside. A thin scream poured out of my mouth as heady pleasure blasted through my core.

  “That’s it,” Esak rumbled. “Make her feel it.”

  Weln gripped my thighs so that my knees fell over his forearms. Holding me tight, he thudded against me, pistoning in and out quickly. Esak stroked my clit without mercy, and Dusa continued his sensual assault on my breasts. Monstrous elation grew fast as the men worked me with erotic intent.

  I sobbed and begged for mercy. Or at least I was trying to beg, but I couldn’t think of how to form words properly. What came out were nonsense syllables, something a lunatic in an asylum might jibber. I was going to come very, very fast and very, very hard. My voice went higher and louder as profound pleasure crashed through me.

  I filled with starlight blasting into supernova, exploding fit to shake the cosmos. Wave after wave poured out of my body, shivering all of creation.

  A voice spoke in my ear, intense and inexorable. “Again. Do it again,” it insisted.

  Since the sensations that had taken me over still filled me and caressed me and tormented me, it didn’t take five seconds to obey. Another shattering cataclysm hit, twisting my insides like pretzels. Then I unraveled, losing myself in gorgeous release that left me limp.

  A moment later Weln groaned and ground against me. His head fell back, his eyes squeezed shut. His cocks pulsed, releasing delight inside my body, filling me up with his ecstasy.

  “That’s good,” Esak whispered. His fingers froze on my hot button. “That’s very good.”

  Weln shuddered. He sagged, his head drooping down, his lips curving into a satisfied smile. A few more small pulses, and the Imdiko pulled free.

  “Now your mouth on me, Shalia,” Esak said. “Your ass in the air for Dusa’s enjoyment.”

  I could barely move. Dusa had to help me rise up and crouch between Esak’s legs.

  I hadn’t been in the mindset to disobey or even question anything I’d been told to do. Yet worry for Esak surfaced as I looked up his body to meet his heavy-lidded gaze. “Are you sure? You’re supposed to be careful.”

  “I am going to lie here. I will be still as you suck me to climax,” he said.

  “I will keep an eye on him,” Weln assured me.

  “Give him your mouth,” Dusa said, wedging thick thighs between mine. “Show him how happy you are that he is with us.”

  I questioned no further. I was elated Esak remained among the living and that I could pleasure him. My hands closed over the bases of his cocks and I set about demonstrating my gratitude.

  His hands stroked through my hair as I kissed, licked, and sucked at his hot flesh. Meanwhile, Dusa speared me, his larger cock filling my ass delightfully full, his smaller one rubbing that special place inside my pussy. I moaned with delight as I greedily drank in Esak’s lubricating juices. I glanced up from time to time to see my battered but beautiful Nobek watching me. His lips were parted and wet, his chest moving quickly as I fellated him.

  I knew Weln watched us and I wondered which sight he enjoyed more: Esak’s cocks disappearing between my lips or Dusa’s cocks plumbing my ass and pussy. Knowing I was on display made me extra aware of how I pleasured Esak. I used lips, teeth, and tongue in every way I could think of to make the Nobek groan and pant. His legs jerked on either side of me in reaction. Esak’s growing excitement fed Dusa’s as he pumped harder and harder, his groin making loud slapping sounds against my ass.

  They went at the same moment. Dusa jerked frantically as Esak arched against the mattress. That exotic mixture of Kalquorian salty-spicy-sweetness poured into my mouth in thick, creamy expulsions. I swallowed every drop I was offered.

  Weln’s expression assured me he’d been imp
ressed with my performance as we separated. While he and Dusa argued which of them would share the small bed with me and Esak, I cuddled with the injured Nobek.

  “Thank you,” Esak whispered. “For indulging me ordering you around and for the oral gift.”

  I smiled at him, so very happy he was here with the rest of us. “Don’t ask me why, but I enjoy being told what to do. No thanks required.”

  He grinned back. “I realize you like it, but not many admit to such things. It takes a lot of strength to give yourself up in that manner. I’m glad I got the chance–I’m glad I’ve had the opportunity to know you.”

  He swallowed hard. The fact we were soon to be separated was not lost on Esak, and he lowered that fierce Nobek pride for a split second to show me how much it affected him. I kissed him in thanks for the gift of rare vulnerability.