Shalia's Diary Omnibus

by Tracy St. John

  Oses nodded. “I’ll contact my subcommander, who is running security while I’m off. I’ll advise him of what’s happened, and he can institute a ship-wide search for Candy.”

  Betra added, “I’ll com Dr. Feru and fill him in. As soon as she’s located, we’ll have him talk to her and run tests if he thinks they’re needed.”

  Mihi looked at Ama unhappily. “I wish we could help, but we’re due back on the destroyer. We’ll be on report if we don’t show up for duty.”

  Ama’s expression darkened. The slight rumble of a growl sounded from him. “Duty be damned,” he snarled.

  I appreciated how much they worried for Candy. I knew she would not want them in trouble over her. “Give me your frequencies, and I’ll com you as soon as we find her. I’ll let you hear everything as I learn about it.”

  Ama relaxed a touch. Mihi managed a suggestion of a smile as he said, “Thank you, Shalia. We would appreciate that very much.”

  A small crowd gathered near us in the corridor, their curiosity plain. Oses told us in a low tone, “I will contact my subcommander from my quarters so as to keep this private. There is no need for anything embarrassing to Candy to become common knowledge.”

  We nodded, and he left. Betra continued talking on his com to Feru, keeping his voice quiet. Ama and Mihi also reluctantly departed, leaving me and Katrina to stare down the other women who were whispering amongst themselves.

  “Party’s over,” I announced in a forbidding don’t-fuck-with-me tone. “Nothing to talk about here, so don’t ask.”

  I got a lot of surprised looks, but the women drifted away.

  “I’m going to lie down for a while.” Katrina rubbed her temples as if she suffered from the world’s worst headache. She probably did. “Com me the moment you hear something?”

  “I will.” I gave her a hug before watching her walk the few feet down the corridor to her room. She walked with her head down and shoulders hunched. For the first time since I’d met her, Katrina appeared old.

  Betra clicked off his com and gave me a wan expression. “Feru said to bring her to him as soon as we discover her whereabouts. He says it sounds more of an emotional overload and doubts it’s anything to worry about. Still, with Candy’s demeanor changing so abruptly, he wants to see her right away.”

  “Good.” Feru gets on my nerves when he goes probing in my psyche, but the man is phenomenal at what he does. I owe most of the sanity I’ve recovered to him.

  “I’m due for afternoon break if you want me to go back to your quarters with you.”

  I linked arms with him. “Of course I would. Fretting alone sucks.”

  He chuckled, though his heart wasn’t in it. “I always prefer fretting with friends.”

  We entered my quarters. For a few moments, Betra and I just stood there, both of us at a loss as to what to do next. We were both worried about Candy.

  “Damn it,” Betra mumbled and took to pacing across my sitting room. “I feel I should be trying to find her.”

  “Tell me about it.” I raked my fingers through my hair. “I’m scared about how she’s acting. It wasn’t like her at all. Nothing she said made sense.”

  He came to me and grabbed the hand I’d mussed my hair with. He kissed my fingers, his thumb rubbing over the bracelet Candy had given me for my birthday. Seeing it brought me close to crying, and I had the urge to pull free of Betra’s grip. I was too upset to wish for comfort. I wallowed in my fears.

  Yet when Betra’s lips found mine, I realized I needed to be soothed after all. I couldn’t look for Candy because I would only get in the way. Besides, I knew nothing of hunting down someone who might avoid being found. There were those much better trained for that, and if I knew Oses, they were already scanning for her.

  I poured all that pent-up emotion into kissing Betra. I have enumerated the many wonderful things about that Imdiko’s kisses. This round, I gave him something to think about.

  Betra’s kiss had started off soft and gentle. Mine was anything but. I kissed that man as if I owned him. Some assertive part of me decided to claim him, to make him mine as he had done to me too often to count. I even climbed him like a tree, clambering up to wrap my arms and legs around him in a insistent clutch. My growing girth was no hindrance in to the need to have him. When he tried to break the kiss earlier than I desired, I even growled and captured his lower lip between my teeth to keep him from moving away.

  “Sha-wee-ah!” His lipless protest made my name sound funny. Any other time, I would have laughed. However, I wasn’t in a laughing mood. I had decided I would have him, and I would fuck him until he cried ‘uncle’.

  I reared back and gave him a smile that felt more akin to a snarl. “My bed. Now.”

  My order brought the light of challenge to his purple eyes. “Excuse me? I believe I will have you where I please.”

  For whatever reason, I refused to surrender. For once, I was sexually assertive. “That’s where you are wrong, Imdiko. We’ll do this how I say, or you can leave. In sort, give me what I demand or sholt.”

  The crazy thing was, I meant it. I have no idea what got into me, but I craved all the power. I insisted on having control. Otherwise, I wouldn’t agree to sex.

  Betra’s jaw dropped. I’d never insisted on dominating. I’d never wanted to. We were both shocked.

  “What has gotten into you?” he asked.

  “You, if you’re a good boy.” I relaxed, some of my power-happy feelings easing to see him that uncertain. “I guess I need control for a change, Betra. After all that’s happened, and now Candy—” I shrugged. “Damn it, I have to be able to claim some power over my life once in a while.”

  He considered me for a long moment before the hint of a sad smile touched his features. “I can understand that. It’s just unlike you to not let me take care of things.” He chuckled and planted a quick smooch on my lips. “If it will make you feel better, I can let go for a little while. Just don’t tell Oses.”

  “I believe he’s figured you out by now,” I snickered. “To the bedroom, you yummy thing.”

  “So commanding. Maybe you can be my Dramok,” he teased, but he obligingly headed to the next room. Still hanging off him, I rode along.

  I climbed down once we were next to my bed. I took a few steps away, looking over my prize. Would he really let me be in charge? “Strip. Do it nice and slow, so I can enjoy it.”

  “Let me pull my boots off first.” Betra gracefully stood on one foot and then the other as he yanked the nearly knee-high black boots off and tossed them carelessly to the side. “All right. Prepare to feast your eyes on what you’ve seen dozens of times before,” he joked.

  “It never gets old,” I sighed, enjoying the sight of those broad shoulders coming into view as Betra opened the top of his uniform and shrugged it down. He bared his defined chest next, and I sighed again. No, it was good to look at. I might never tire of seeing Betra naked.

  He peeled the formsuit down to his waist, revealing himself to me and smiling saucily the as he did so. I walked around him to take the view in. Mmm, I seldom get to enjoy that muscled back, and it is so damned fine.

  “Stop,” I ordered Betra before he could slide the uniform over his hips. Yes, I was eager to see that gorgeous ass, but the rest had to be given its due. I’d neglected appreciating it as it should be.

  He froze and looked questioningly at me over his shoulder. I stepped up close and traced the line of his spine. I grinned at his responding shiver and did it again. He jerked.

  “You are beautiful from every angle.” My fingers investigated each ridge of muscle that I saw. “Never turn your back on Oses, my friend. He wouldn’t be able to deny himself if he saw this.”

  I saw those delicious muscles tense the slightest bit. “That’s not exactly a thrill for me to hear,” Betra smarted off.

  “It’s true though.” I ran my palms down from his shoulder blades to that trim waist, feeling every exciting bump and curve as I did so. “If I were a man,
I’d be ready to shove my cock in you too. Whether you liked it or not.”

  “Shalia—” Betra started in a tone that told me he’d heard enough.

  “Hush, Imdiko.” I cared little for how uncomfortable I was making him. “Show me that hot ass.”

  He hesitated, as if he considered refusing me. Then Betra slid his formsuit down, revealing the double curves of his delectable rump.

  Oh hell yeah. If I was a guy, I’d definitely fuck that. Betra was lucky Oses had such good command over himself. Better command than me.

  I leaned in to kiss that amazing rear. Betra gasped and went still. That butt was wonderful. I knelt down to get access. I was all over that smooth, rock-hard flesh, my hands framing it as I kissed and licked it all over. It wasn’t enough. I had the mad urge to actually devour him.

  I bit. Betra yelped and turned. “Hey! Are you trying to draw blood?”

  I couldn’t help but grin up at him. “Sorry. You are too yummy to resist.”

  He scowled but looked somewhat amused too. “I don’t know if this is fun or not. What I do know is I’m drawing the line at you using your teeth. That hurt.”

  “Okay.” His cocks were there, so I kissed their tips in apology. “Better?”

  Betra smiled. “Much.”

  “Good. Finish taking off those clothes and lie down on the bed. Now that I’ve had a taste, I want the whole damned Imdiko.”

  He laughed at that and pulled his uniform off. Still chuckling, he flopped on my sleeping mat and spread himself out. “I’m all yours.”

  Oh my gosh. Standing there and looking at that naked man stretched across the bed...all for me!...made my pussy spasm with a tremor of pure lust. I had to fuck him. I needed to fuck him. I would fall over dead if I failed to fill my pussy with him.

  Without further ado, I yanked my panties off and climbed aboard the Good Ship Betra. His eyes widened when I grabbed his slick cocks and positioned myself to take them in.

  “Not wasting a moment, are you?” Betra said. “How about taking that dress off?”

  “Hell no,” I grunted and lowered down.

  “Shalia, shouldn’t you at least be stretched—”

  His words were cut off as I captured him. Feeling him enter me was sooo good, even the burning part of having a cock stuffed into my tight ass. It hurt some, but it was amazing all the same. Funny enough for sexually submissive me, the best part was claiming what I wanted from Betra. I took particular delight in how his eyes rolled up, how his mouth dropped open in a groan, and seeing his fists slam the surface of the bed in reaction. He might not have appreciated being on the bottom, but he loved being inside me.

  I wasted not a second in absorbing the entirety of both those incredible cocks. The ache left me impatient with myself, and I forced my body to accept Betra. I was determined to own that man, and I had no interest in any delay.

  “Fuck,” he moaned over and over. “Fuck.”

  “It would be my pleasure.” I slammed my palms against his chest for leverage, letting him support my weight. I dug my toes into the bedcovers and levered up, emptying myself of Imdiko. Then I slammed down, taking him fast.

  “FUCK!” Betra screamed.

  I kept pumping over him, clenching my pussy and ass around him to increase the friction...and my pleasure. Between being crammed full of gorgeous Kalquorian and my pregnancy-enhanced libido, I was ramping up quickly towards climax.

  “Sha – Sha – Shalia,” Betra gasped, his face turning red. “Slow – slow down. I’m gonna come.”

  I ignored him, chasing that lightning flash of ecstasy for all I was worth. Those cocks were mine, and they were going to give me what I fucking well wanted.

  “Damn it,” the Imdiko swore. “Damn it, stop for – for a fucking minute!”

  To hell with him. This was my moment. This was my thrill ride. I was in control for once, and it was all about me.

  Hands closed over my hips, halting me in mid-pump. I stared into the deep blue-purple of Betra’s gaze. He heaved for breath, his face working. “I told you to stop before I lose it!” he exclaimed.

  My hands were still propped against his chest. Angry that he had denied my dominance, that he had broken our agreement, my fingers hooked into claws. I dug my fingernails into his flesh.

  Betra yelled out and shot up to a sitting position. He let go of my hips to grasp my wrists. “I don’t like having blood drawn!” His fangs came down.

  “Then lie down and accept the fucking you said I could have,” I snarled in return. I clenched muscles I didn’t realize I had around his pricks.

  He hissed, and those cocks jerked inside me. Yet he wasn’t done being cranky yet. His lips thinned before he relented.

  “I did agree to give you the power.” He fell onto the mat. “But if you keep hammering at me, don’t expect me to last. It’s as if I’m being taken by a tornado.”

  I felt a twinge of conscience. After all, Betra always made sure I was satisfied when he was on top. I realized I was being a selfish bitch about this. I guess I suck big time at dominating.

  “I’m desperate to come and make you come,” I told him. “To fuck until our heads blow off with climax. I’m feeling quick and dirty, and I didn’t think to ask if you were up for that.”

  Betra’s better nature re-appeared at my declaration. He laughed. “Hey, I can go for quick and dirty. I was just worried you expected me to hang on for longer than a few seconds.”

  “Nope.” I leaned over to give my big, understanding, and amazingly patient lover a conciliatory smooch. “Besides, your break only lasts so long. I need to make sure you leave with a smile on your face.”

  Actually, whether or not he’d be pleased had not been on my radar until those last few moments. I’d been solely after what I wanted. I preferred Betra to not think badly of me though, even if I acknowledge I had been a world-class jerk. Seriously, what the hell was wrong with me acting like that?

  I gave him an apologetic look. “I’m sorry if I’m being mean. I must be stressing over Candy. Worrying and not being able to do anything about it is driving me crazy.”

  That much was true. A part of me kept yelling find her, find her, over and over.

  Betra stroked my face, his expression soft with understanding. “Trust me, I understand what you’re going through. All right, beautiful, if it will relieve some of your stress, feel free to fuck my brains out.”

  My ever-rampaging libido swung into action, especially when he playfully arched his hips up and ground against me in tight circles. Lust spiked, and I returned to driving over him once more.

  Hard and fast. Taking him. Making him please me. I rose and fell on Betra, driving his cocks deep inside, feeling the brutal edge of arousal bite deep into my guts. He cried out as my pussy and ass pounded down on his groin. His beautiful body strained beneath mine, trapped, unable to deny me. I was nearly there.

  The first pulse of elation rolled through me just as he succumbed. His cocks jerked inside their prison, surrendering to my strength. Then I poured ecstasy, alight with victory as I claimed that lightning flash of glory.

  Betra was noticeably wobbly as he dressed and prepared to go back on duty. I sighed to see that beautiful man clad in his uniform again as I lounged on my bed like a queen.

  “You should spend a day naked and at my disposal some time.” I kept my tone playful, but in all honesty, I only half-teased. “My Kalquorian sex toy, serving me how I should be served.”

  Betra laughed, shaking his head at me. “I’d be dead before midday if this session was any indication.” He leaned over to kiss me. “I’ll com if I hear anything about Candy, so make sure you keep your portable nearby.”

  “Thanks.” I watched him as he walked out of my room...well, I watched his ass. It’s such a nice ass. It still makes me wish I had a cock to stuff in it.

  Stress and pregnancy libido. It’s a crazy combo.

  May 17

  I’m really worried about Candy. She did not return to her quarters last night
, and ship’s sensors cannot pick her up.

  “How can that be possible?” I asked Oses when he told me they couldn’t find a sign of her anywhere. “I thought you could detect anybody with your equipment.”

  The line between his brows had deepened into a gully. Worry etched more creases on his face, creases as harsh as the scars he wore. “We should be able to pick her up on the readouts. It’s easy to tell Earthers from Kalquorians; your body temperatures don’t run as hot as ours. But every Earther sign belongs to someone else. It’s as if she’s not even on the vessel anymore.”