by K. D. Austin
“Do you really want it?”
“Oh yes! Please! I got to have it.” She raised her hips, trying to capture his cock, but he kept it just at the edge of her pussy, splitting her lips only slightly.
“I want you to beg me for it.” He put a little push into the words. “I want you to give yourself to me completely, Hanna. Say you’ll be my whore and let me fuck you all night long.”
“Oh yes! Yes! I want you to fuck me forever! I don’t ever want you to stop. Please! Please! I’m your whore, Arden. Use me. Fuck me! Please! I can’t take it. Fuck me. I’m all yours.”
“Yes, you are,” he said and grabbed her hips and slammed his massive cock into her tight pussy.
Hanna screamed in a mixture of ecstasy and pain. Tears sprang to her eyes, but Arden could feel through the hack that they were of relief and pleasure mostly. He bit down on his desire to make those tears be more from pain. This was not the time. Not yet. Now he would give her what she wanted.
“Harder. Fuck me harder! I want you to make me come until I can’t see.” Hanna had fully surrendered to her body. There was no more thought, only action. She needed this. She needed it badly.
Arden increased his rhythm. Each thrust stretched Hanna’s pussy and caused her to catch her breath. He began ramming his cock into her hard. Their hips slapped together. She panted, and kissed his face, neck, and shoulders. Then she matched his rhythm with her own, and now the entire bed rose and fell with their motion, creaking and screeching.
“Fuck yeah. Fuck me, Arden. Harder! Faster!”
His cock pounded her pussy. Hanna bucked up to meet it every time.
“Yes! Harder!”
Sweat streamed down Arden’s back, and Hanna felt her own sweat rolling into her hair and between her breasts. Then Arden stopped and pulled back until only his head remained inside her. She gasped at the sudden cessation of sensation. His hands grabbed her hips and flipped her over. He pulled her to her knees as he rose to his behind her.
“Now I’m going to fuck you like the animal you are.”
“Yes! Yes! Fuck me like an animal! I’m your animal.” Hanna cut off as Arden pushed his cock back into her pussy hard. “Oh yes! That feels so good.” She’d thought she’d felt all there was to fucking before, but this was something else entirely. She could feel how her pussy felt to his dick. She could feel the tension building inside him as it built inside her.
His cock hit the front wall of her pussy. Each thrust felt like it might punch right through her, but Hanna wanted more. Needed more. That animal urge she’d experienced the first time she’d been around Arden was dwarfed by her current desire to be fucked hard by this man.
“Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!”
“You like it from behind, don’t you?” Arden said, holding her hips and pulling and pushing her up and down his massive shaft. “Is this how you like me to fuck you?”
“Oh yes. You feel so, so good.”
“Tell me how else you like it. Tell me how you want me to fuck you.”
“I want you to fuck my ass. Fuck my ass, Arden.”
“I knew you were my kind of whore,” Arden said and in one quick move pulled his cock free of her pussy and pressed it against her asshole. It was so wet from her juices that he did not have to work too hard to get it in.
“Unh! Fuck yeah!” Hanna said, grunting.
“You’ve been fucked in the ass before. This is how you really like it, isn’t it?”
Hanna couldn’t respond. She bit her lip, absorbing the exquisite mix of pain and pleasure that a cock in her ass always delivered. She felt she would rip in half and explode in orgasm with every centimeter that slid in. This time the pleasure was intensified by the sensations flooding into her from Arden’s cock. She now understood why men liked fucking asses so much. The tightness created a rippling wave of pleasure throughout Arden. Then his cock was all the way in her ass. Hanna cried out with enjoyment.
“Does that feel good?” Arden asked, though he knew it felt almost as good to her as it did to him. “I want you to feel real good. I’m going to fill up your ass with my cum.”
Hanna leaned her head back and yelled in ecstasy as Arden began fucking her ass hard and fast. He slapped the top of her butt in rhythm to his thrusts, and she screamed again.
“Oh yeah! That’s it. Yes!” And then her voice left her as she had the first real anal orgasm of her life. Her asshole clenched, and she felt the pain/pleasure mix flood through both her and Arden as it squeezed his dick hard in a rhythmic pulse. Then he came, and she cried out again from his pleasure and the sensation of his hot cum in her ass. Her arms shook uncontrollably as the small orgasmic wave flowed over her body. She collapsed face-first onto the bed.
“Oh no,” Arden said, pulling his still-hard cock from her ass. “We’re not even close to done.”
Hanna moaned, and turned her head to smile greedily up at Arden. “Fuck me more. Please. Fuck my pussy until I can’t take it!”
Arden flipped her over again, grabbed the sanispray from a wall compartment. Before he could use the cleanser, Hanna took the spray and covered his cock. She ran her hands up and down his shaft first slowly and then faster until Arden was breathing heavily. Once the sanispray had done its job, she guided his cock toward her waiting pussy.
Arden shoved himself inside and rode her hard. His cock thrust in and out of her pussy faster and faster. Their bodies bounced up off the bed and slammed back into the soft mattress over and over. Arden’s strong arms pinned her hands to the bed as he began slamming his cock into her pussy with enough force that his hips bruised hers with each thrust.
“I’m going to fill you up.” Arden reached his hands down and around Hanna’s ass. His fingers dug into her firm butt, and he pulled her body hard against his.
“Yes! Please! I need you to fill me with your cum!” Hanna pushed her still pussy even farther toward Arden until it completely swallowed his throbbing cock. She could feel the first pulses of her gathering orgasm as his thick cock pressed against her front wall. He grabbed her tight, and they pressed together as hard as they could. Hanna wanted to be one with him.
“Yes! Yes!” Hanna couldn’t hold back any longer. Her pussy exploded in wave after wave of pleasure. Her stomach knotted and rolled. She threw her head back and screamed wordlessly. Arden exploded at the same time, shooting his hot load for a third time.
The double orgasm rolled over them both. Hanna cried out again, and Arden couldn’t catch his breath as he dealt with the unexpected power of Hanna’s coming. Her orgasm cleared all thought from his mind, and he was tossed adrift on a sea of pleasure. The muscles of his entire body shook uncontrollably, as did Hanna’s.
Spent, with all their muscles quivering, Hanna and Arden collapsed onto the bed, panting and gasping. Arden slid his still-shaking arms around her. They lay face-to-face both breathing heavily. Warmth flooded Hanna. She smiled at Arden. He kissed her tenderly. The affection contrasted sharply with the animal urgency they’d both exhibited seconds ago.
“That was more than I ever imagined it could be,” he said.
Hanna could only nod. Thoughts were hard to form.
Chapter 13
It took Lance longer than planned to traverse the service shafts of the enormous station. He knew for certain now that something had happened to the remainder of the Galactic Marines on this mission. If they were still around, someone would have made contact with him through a secure channel. He had also stopped twice at communication service panels to send a coded burst to the fleet. He received no response both times. He couldn’t believe that a pirate band had been able to defeat the corps’s most elite squadrons, so something else must have required their attention, forcing a withdrawal.
No matter. He was still here, and he could accomplish his main mission, the retrieval of Hanna Seldon. Command had directed him to infiltrate the station in order to send it through somnium-space back to Galactic Marine headquarters, and he would do that if the opportunity presented itself. B
ut he could not let the pirate wench go unpunished. He realized somewhere in his mind that he had become obsessed for some reason, and was even potentially defying his orders to accomplish a personal vendetta. However, he easily justified it. The capture and interrogation of Hanna Seldon had been his mission on Benn. He hadn’t completed that mission yet. Marine Command believed she had some vital information. He would retrieve it. And if he executed it just right, he could also retrieve the entire stolen space station, but that was second priority.
He had reached his destination. He slid aside the access hatch to the service corridor and, confirming no pirates were in sight, stepped into the hallway directly across from the bridge. The time for stealth had ended. Now was the time for shock and awe. Sergeant Lance pulled two palm-sized discs from pouches in his pants. He waved his hand in front of the bridge door sensor and tossed the first disc in as soon as it whisked aside.
A blinding flash filled the room followed immediately by multiple thunderous concussive blasts. There were multiple screams of pain and shouts of alarm. He waded into the chaos, bashing any and every pirate he encountered, his rage flaring at the sight of the scum. The bridge crew was much smaller than he expected, just a handful, and he easily incapacitated all of them in less than fifteen seconds. He had figured he wouldn’t be lucky enough to find Seldon on the bridge, and he was right. He plugged into the station’s central computer and ran a quick scan of the station. The pirates had not disabled the crew tracker, and he quickly used it to locate both the pirate captain and Hanna Seldon. Conveniently, they were in the same location, the captain’s quarters.
Sergeant Lance was about to act on his secondary mission and program the station for a somnium-space jump to the nearest Galactic Marine base, when he noticed a band of pirates moving toward the bridge. Time for more chaos and destruction. He ran into the hall and tossed the disc toward the group of advancing pirates. The effect was amplified in the smaller space. Sergeant Lance didn’t bother to attack these. He had greater priorities. Now was the time to use the station’s teleporters. He stepped under the floating A-1 by the bridge door and placed his hand onto a faint circle on the wall. He tapped a quick rhythm and vanished.
Chapter 14
Hanna paced about Arden’s quarters like a tiger in a cut-rate carnival cage, circling the permaplast desk. Arden sat calmly in a silver-blue permaplast chair, toned legs stretching toward the disheveled bed. Hanna’s eyes couldn’t help but straying to his still–slightly hard cock. Each glance caused a new stirring inside her. Even though their time together hadn’t been the type of soul-connecting lovemaking that filled romance vids, it had been pure passion and exactly what she’d needed after the adrenaline of battle and the stress of the past several days.
All the things Arden had shared with her—and not just the sex, though it had been mind-blowing—kept her head spinning. There were so many possibilities. Hacking systems to implant suggestions. Hacking people to change their minds and their actions. It was way more than what the GalMars did. You could potentially rewrite someone’s life. And based on what she had experienced with Arden just now, you could potentially control people’s actions. If the GalMars ever figured that out, the galaxy would be doomed. The GalMars would control everyone. A mindless army.
How had she never thought of any of it? She found it fascinating that no one realized the possibilities. However, she wasn’t surprised that it was a pirate who’d figured it all out. Not being bound by laws and traditional conventions opened up innumerable doors for those willing to open them. Arden was clearly one of those people. So was Hanna. Arden watched her pace a few more rounds. Then he patted the desk.
“Fascinating substance, permaplast. Isn’t it?”
“Yeah,” Hanna agreed, not really paying attention. She couldn’t stop thinking of the hacking options he had opened for her.
“It comes as a shapeless blob. Then you program it, and boom! Any shape you want. Permanently. Wish I’d invented it.”
“Yeah,” Hanna responded again, still not paying attention.
“Did you know it’s even part of the net?” Arden asked.
“Huh?”
This caught her attention. “Why would furniture be on the net?”
Arden opened his mouth to answer when there was a commotion outside. Salvor burst in.
“Umm. We have a little situation,” he panted.
Salvor looked the same as when the Dragon Squadron had pursued them—excited. He shook his head in realization of their state of undress. “You’re going to want some clothes. Or at least weapons.”
“What’s going on?” Hanna asked, but Arden hopped into a pair of pants and bolted out the door before Hanna could blink her holographic outfit back into existence.
Salvor and Hanna flew out the door seconds later. Arden, with his long legs, was already far ahead and in a few more seconds was out of sight. Salvor explained the situation to Hanna as they ran.
“There are GalMars on the station. We don’t know how many. We’re assuming a squad boarded during the battle. We’ve kicked in the auto-defenses, but we haven’t had time to reprogram those systems.”
“So?” Hanna asked.
“So the GalMars know the disarm codes.”
“Oh,” Hanna said. “You really should’ve changed those first thing.”
Salvor scowled at her, but she just winked back. “But I doubt it’s a whole squad. Probably no more than one or two. Probably landed here like you and I did on the command ship,” Hanna said. She was thinking of her own backup escape plan but didn’t share her momentary lack of faith with Salvor. “We would’ve noticed a squadron, but a one- or two-man stealth fighter—”
“We’ve got the only stealth fighter in the galaxy,” Salvor said huffily.
“Maybe the first, but no doubt the GalMars have produced more.”
Salvor looked like he was going to argue, but he never had the chance.
A harsh voice cried out from a side passage. “Hanna Seldon!”
They both spun, but Hanna spotted him first, Sergeant Lance. He pounded down the reddish-brown corridor, pulling a nasty-looking gun.
“Bova!” Hanna said and dropped flat as an energy pulse heated the hallway above her. She heard Salvor cry out, and then he flopped onto the ground beside her. “Salvor!” She shook him, and he groaned. He was still alive. She looked up and saw the sergeant drawing a bead on her. Hanna scrambled to her feet and stumbled farther down the hallway and out of sight. A blast scorched the wall where she had just been.
Hanna turned down the first side tunnel she encountered, a teal corridor that she felt Arden had explained the significance of earlier, but her mind wouldn’t focus on such at the moment. So Hanna just ran. She ran down a vermilion corridor and at the next intersection, chartreuse.
Hanna came to a corridor that reminded her of lemons and turned down it so quickly that she slammed into the wall. Stars exploded in her vision from the impact. Realizing the pain would be nothing compared to what would happen if Sergeant Lance caught up to her, Hanna shook it off and started running again. But as if her thoughts had summoned her, Hanna heard her name screamed from somewhere behind her. The harsh sound echoed in the narrow passageway.
“Seldon!”
Hanna cut into the first room on her right, hoping to hide. Empty. There was nothing in here to conceal her. Hanna was trapped. Again. She considered darting back out into the hall but could hear the shouting drawing closer. If Hanna stepped out, Lance would see her, but if he’d seen her duck in here, she wouldn’t be hidden for long anyway.
Hanna pressed herself against the wall and hoped the door stayed closed.
“Think, Hanna, think!” She took a deep breath and accidentally blinked her hologram off. Her nakedness triggered something Arden had said a few moments ago when the galaxy was good and she rode a wave of euphoria, both physical and mental, thanks to him. Her stomach jumped in excitement. “Yes!”
She found the nearest terminal and plugged i
n. She heard footsteps echoing down the hall toward the room. She scanned quickly through the humans registered aboard. It took only seconds to filter out the pirates, since they had all been connected to the station’s net off and on for weeks.
The echoing became louder and louder and then stopped.
“Seldon, I know you’re in there.”
Hanna tried to keep her focus on her hack, but her mind couldn’t help but thinking Sergeant Lance had watched too many stupid action holovids and was now talking like he was in one. Or maybe the holovids were based on the actual stupidity of the GalMars.
She refocused on the station’s net. Only two people were relatively new to the station, and she knew her own signature like the back of her hand.
“Now I’ve got you,” she said, zeroing in on Sergeant Lance’s presence on the station’s net. The door opened.
“Put your hands up,” Lance said, leveling his gun at her.
Though there were many things she wanted to do to Lance, she did the first and fastest thing she could, a simple interference virus that would drop all his net filters. Hanna sent the virus and raised her hands. Sergeant Lance slammed his hands onto his ears and yelled as he was bombarded with all the information and noise of the entire Galactic Net all at once. No human mind could handle that.
Sergeant Lance crumpled on the floor out like a candle in a black hole.
“Fascinating,” a voice said from the doorway. Hanna spun around. Arden stood there looking at her approvingly.
“What did you do?” he asked, nodding at the Galactic Marine’s prone form.
“An interference virus,” Hanna replied.
“Brilliant! That was genius, Hanna.”
In spite of herself, Hanna beamed. “It was about all I could do before he blasted me.”
Arden smiled. “Well, it was very effective.”
Hanna wanted to plant a boot in Sergeant Lance’s too-perfect face, but as she looked at him passed out on the floor, she realized that his face wasn’t the bland GalMar poster type she’d thought when she’d first seen him on Benn. When he wasn’t screaming death at her, he was actually a quite handsome man. His square jaw had a hint of black stubble that was heaviest right below his bottom lip, which was rather full. His nose turned up just slightly, giving him a bit of a mischievous look.
