Hidden Treasure [Pirates of the Galaxy 1] (Siren Publishing Allure)

by K. D. Austin

“Where are the Khsharayan?”

  “Still swarming the spaceport.”

  Hanna looked at the weapon in Lance’s hand that had saved her life. “Where did you get a gun?”

  “From a spaceport cop. She wasn’t going to need it anymore.” He moved cautiously out of the far end of the alley. “We’ve got to find a vehicle and get off planet ASAP. I assume as a pirate you know how to hijack a ship.”

  Hanna smiled although it hurt her swollen face. “Just find me something fast.”

  The words had barely left her mouth when a shot blasted past them and exploded chips out of a nearby hangar wall. A Khsharayan raced down the street at them. Lance swung Hanna over to his left arm and simultaneously brought up the acquired blaster in his right and fired three shots into the attacker’s chest before the alien could fire again. He then shifted Hanna back to both arms, raced into the alley across the street, and kicked in a back access door of another giant hangar.

  “Bova!” Lance said with a look of triumph. “Is that what you had in mind?”

  Hanna turned her head and smiled at the sleek silver fuselage of the most beautiful space vessel she had ever laid eyes on. “This is just what we need to get out of here.”

  The personal yacht-class ship was shaped like an isosceles triangle with two small triangular fins rising from the tail section. A slight bump at the point of the triangle indicated the cockpit.

  “She’s a beauty,” Lance said, agreeing.

  “She’s more than that. She has twin elevated somnium-drives with alternating cooling coils and revibed cones for optimum maneuvering. And the best weapons array of any civilian ship in the galaxy.”

  “Do all pirates get wet dreams when it comes to vehicles? You sound just like Salvor.”

  Hanna thought of the dead pirate for the first time in a while and wondered if he, too, had been a Khsharayan or simply another pawn of Arden.

  BAM!

  An explosion rocked the far wall behind them. The Khsharayan had arrived. Voices echoed from the back of the massive hangar. Then voices called from the front.

  “We’re about to have company!” Lance said.

  “Set me down so I can open the air lock.”

  Hanna quickly bypassed the feeble security system, and the door whisked aside. Lance hoisted her up and scrambled in quickly.

  “Strap in,” Lance said, sliding into the pilot’s seat.

  “Straps could be fun,” Hanna said and winked at Lance.

  “Later. That’s a promise,” he said, flipping switches.

  The inside of the yacht was as sleek as the exterior, but Hanna didn’t have time to admire it. The spaceship vibrated as someone pounded on the air lock. Hanna strapped into the copilot seat and immediately overrode the remaining anti-theft protocols. No one ever expected his ship to be stolen in a fancy hangar like this. They paid for security. Of course, they didn’t plan on an alien invasion killing that security.

  Lance fired up the engines and rotated the yacht 360 degrees.

  “Watch this.”

  He flipped a couple of switches on the controls. Hanna could feel a thrum of the weapons system coming online, as well as hear it.

  “Say good-bye to the aliens.”

  A full battery of cannons popped out of the side of the ship. The Khsharayan realized their lives were short and began sprinting away. Lance opened fire, decimating the aliens and the front of the hangar all at once.

  “Hold on tight,” he said, pushing the throttle forward and tugging on the control stick. The yacht rose straight up for two meters and then shot forward. Hanna was instantly pressed into the back of her seat as the ship blasted through the ruins of the hangar’s front doors. Unfortunately, there was another building immediately across the way. Lance whipped the yacht up and to the right, narrowly missing it. Shots rang out behind them, and the ship bucked as it took hits from rifles and blasters.

  Then the ship was thrown violently to the left.

  “Pulsar Tanks,” Hanna said, checking the exterior views. She had patched herself into the control system, so all the feeds were accessible on her HUD as well as the ship’s main screens.

  “Damage report.”

  “Minimal,” Hanna said. “This ship’s basically a GalMar personal transport retooled for the civilian market, including the shields.”

  The concussion from a couple more shots bounced the yacht around. “Time to burn space,” Lance said.

  The yacht flared into the upper atmosphere of Gallus and rocketed into space.

  “Where to?” Lance asked.

  “Anywhere but here at the moment,” Hanna replied.

  Proximity alarms sounded throughout the cockpit, emphasizing her comment. There were hostile ships nearby.

  “Picket ships!” Lance said with a note of incredulity. “These Khsharayan are as well equipped as the Galactic Marines.”

  Hanna stared at the string of ships encircling the planet. “If not better. Can you get past them?”

  “Either that or die trying. Prepare for somnium-space.”

  Hanna spun toward him, eyes wide. “You can’t go to somnium-space this close to another ship! We’ll be ripped apart by the gravity fields.”

  “Maybe.”

  Hanna had thought Salvor was an insane pilot but now just decided that maybe all professional pilots were crazy.

  Lance wasted no more words. He dropped the ship into somnium-space. Hanna’s stomach dropped, her vision flashed red, and a terrific screech like the universe itself ripping apart cut through the yacht.

  Chapter 42

  The ship rode in somnium-space. The cockpit and view screens were full of the emptiness of the faster-than-light zone. Lance looked over at Hanna studying the ship’s diagnostics. In somnium-space, it was possible to believe they were the only two people left in the universe. Hanna glanced up from the screens, and Lance smiled at her. She looked horrible, but he didn’t want her to know that.

  “What was that horrible noise?” Hanna asked.

  “I don't know, but it wasn’t the ship. So we’re good to go,” Lance said, rising from the pilot’s seat. The ship would fly itself while they were in somnium-space based on the coordinates he’d put in before the jump. Lance hadn’t had enough time to do a real calculation, so went with a Galactic Marine standby. There were a few set of “safe” coordinates that over 80 percent of the time provided safe passage to set spots in the galaxy. Hopefully, the odds would be in their favor. Lance had used the “safe” coordinates only once before, during his first year. That hadn’t gone well.

  “Where are you going?” Hanna said, shutting down the screens.

  “A classy yacht like this should have some good medical equipment, including some high-powered nanobots, not just the emergency shot I gave you earlier.”

  Lance slipped out of the cockpit and back into the passenger compartments. He quickly located where the medical supplies were kept in a storage area off the galley. As he suspected, the ship was loaded with the best medical tech legally available to civilians, and a few things that weren’t. He picked up a small handheld that should heal Hanna’s injuries in less than twenty-four hours.

  When he turned around to head back to the cockpit, she was right behind him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. He saw and felt the grimace, but she proved again how tough she was and ignored the pain.

  “Thank you for saving my life again. Did you find anything good?”

  Lance held up the chosen medical device. “This should patch you right up. Of course, it’ll also knock you out for several hours.”

  “I could use some real sleep. Will we still be in somnium-space?”

  Lance looped his arm around her bare waist and began guiding her to the captain’s berth. “We should be, and if we drop out, we should be in the middle of nowhere. So you’re not going to miss anything.”

  Hanna nodded and rested her head against his chest. Lance opened the door and led Hanna to what might have been the plushest bed he’d e
ver seen on a ship. Whoever owned this yacht had a lot of money.

  Hana whistled. “Bova. I could get used to this.” She stretched out on the bed and rubbed her hands and arms against the sheets. “Join me.”

  Lance placed his knees on the bed and sunk several inches. He crawled until he was straddling Hanna. He slowly lowered himself down and gently kissed her lips and then moved down her neck. Hanna moaned lightly. Lance raised himself up and held up the handheld that contained powerful nanobots and a mild sedative.

  “Let’s get you fixed up so we can really enjoy this bed. I think it may even have an antigrav setting.”

  Hanna nodded. “Yes, Doctor.”

  Lance pulled the jacks out of the medical pack and plugged them into Hanna’s right wrist. The handheld lit up. He adjusted the settings and gave her the near-maximum dose. He had seen fellow marines come out of major engagements who hadn’t suffered the level of injuries Hanna had in the past few hours.

  Her head dropped back onto the stack of pillows, and her eyes drooped heavily. “Don’t do anything to me while I’m out. I don’t want to miss it,” she said sleepily.

  Lance leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Don’t worry. I’m waiting until you’re fully awake so you can show me some of those new tricks you were talking about.”

  A smile spread across Hanna’s swollen face, and then she was out as the sedative and nanobots put her into a healing sleep.

  Chapter 43

  Hanna’s induced sleep was filled with unpleasant dreams of Arden. In every one they’d start off back on the space station, in his room, making love. Then in some he’d hack into her. In some of those, he simply used her body as he pleased, but in most he forced her to hurt herself or Lance in some horrible way. In others he’d draw a gun in the middle of screwing and torture her by shooting off her fingers or toes.

  However, due to the nanobots repairing her body, she could not wake herself up and was forced to experience nightmare after nightmare. The few that didn’t feature Arden involved her mind-hacking Lance. In these something always went wrong. She either killed him or turned him into Arden. In the most disturbing dream, once she had hacked into Lance’s mind, he began melting like The Hairy Hand had.

  At some point the nightmares stopped, and she slept dreamlessly for an unknown amount of time until she heard someone calling her name. Slowly her brain awakened, and she realized the voice wasn’t inside her head. It was Lance.

  “Hey, beautiful, how’re you feeling?” He lay on the bed beside her, naked from the waist up. Her eyes traced the ridges of his muscular chest and followed them down across his abs to his edge of his pants. She reached out her hand to touch those hard muscles and was surprised to realize there was no pain in the movement.

  “How long was I out?”

  “Almost sixteen hours. I came in to check on you after the first hour, once I confirmed the ship had enough fuel for the trip I’d programmed. You were tossing a lot and mumbling, so I gave you a stronger sedative.”

  “Yeah. Bad dreams,” Hanna said, but even now they were beginning to fade. She only remembered they involved Arden.

  Lance nodded. “Are you feeling better?”

  Hanna took a few seconds to take stock of her body. Her face no longer throbbed; her ankle didn’t hurt. In fact, she couldn’t find anything about her that wasn’t perfect. Well, except one thing.

  “I’m great, but I have this strong ache here.” She took Lance’s hand and laid it on her pussy.

  “I believe I can take care of that,” he said, rubbing his hand hard and pushing the fabric of her shorts into her lips.

  “And here,” Hanna said, guiding his hands up to her swollen nipples.

  His hands circled her breasts. Lance lightly pinched her nipples and then lowered his head and flicked them with his tongue.

  “Ahh,” Hanna said, closing her eyes and reveling in the sensation of his warm, wet tongue on her skin. Before she completely surrendered to her longing, she sat up. Lance moved back looking a bit confused.

  “It’s time you experienced the best part of my hacking abilities,” she said before kissing him. As his tongue glided across her lips, she had to work again to keep from giving over to her desire right now. But she wanted Lance to experience what she was feeling. And she wanted to feel his experiences. Neither one of them wore an enhancement suit at the moment, so she needed Lance to find something she hoped was in the ship somewhere. “We need a spare pair of CHI cables.”

  Lance looked at her for a second. “Oh. This sounds interesting.” He slid off the bed and exited the ship’s bedchamber.

  While he was gone, Hanna moved her hands down and around her breasts, enjoying the softness of her skin and the puckered stiffness of her erect nipples. Each pass wasn’t the same electric thrill Lance’s touch had provided, but she was very worked up at this point and needed to be touched. Her hands moved down her stomach and across her hips.

  By the time Lance returned, Hanna had two fingers of her left hand plunging in and out of her wet pussy, while the middle finger of right hand rubbed small, tight circles on her glistening clit. Lance stopped in the doorway, and his cock began stiffening immediately at the sight of this beautiful woman enjoying herself. Hanna’s head was thrown back and her eyes closed. Soft moans escaped her throat as her fingers continued to pleasure her pussy. Lance’s tongue lapped at the air as Hanna’s fingers pumped in and out of her juicy slit. Her stomach jerked a couple of times, and Lance thought she was on the verge of orgasm, but she spoke to him instead.

  “Are you just going to stand there and watch?”

  Lance moved quickly back to the small bed, holding the spare CHI cables. Hanna took the cables with her dripping left hand. Lance caught her hand and brought it to his mouth. He sucked first her middle finger and then her index finger.

  “You are so delicious.”

  “You’re making this difficult,” Hanna said, gently pulling back her fingers and trying to plug the jacks into her wrist ports as Lance now pressed his lips against her shoulder and up her neck. She pushed him back and smiled. “Hold out your wrist.”

  “You’re bossy.”

  “You like it,” Hanna said and plugged the other end of the cables into one set of Lance’s wrist ports. “Now hold on.” She quickly initiated a hack into his system through her internal CHI interface, which at this point was as easy as accessing her own. Then with a quick thought, she joined their systems.

  “Oh wow,” Lance said.

  Hanna leaned forward and kissed Lance. He gasped at the double experience of feeling the kiss from both his and her perspectives. Then neither one could control themselves any longer. Lance pushed Hanna back down onto the bed and followed her, kissing her lips and flowing down her chin to her neck.

  “Oh yes,” Hanna said as his tongue once again circled her nipples. She could feel his startled enjoyment as he felt the pleasure she got when he began sucking on them.

  “This is amazing,” Lance said. He could barely sort his own excitement and sensations from Hanna’s, but didn’t care. This was how sex was supposed to be, both people fully enjoying each other and the pleasure they both gave and received. He circled her belly button with his tongue. His hands ran over her hips, and his wet tongue traced a line straight down from her navel.

  Hanna moaned. “Oh. Oh.”

  Lance felt the moan come from his throat at the same time. He’d never imagined that Hanna would feel so much from just his tongue across her flesh. Her body sang with excitement and pleasure. His hot tongue pulsed electricity through her flesh. He found her excitement almost overwhelming.

  Lance’s mouth traced a circle around the bare lips between her legs. In that moment, due to their connection, he knew she’d had her hair permanently removed with nanobot lasers as a teenager instead of just using a laser shaver like most women. For an unexplainable reason, the realization turned him on even more. It explained why her pussy was always so perfectly smooth. A part of him realized this was w
hy Hanna had done it. She wanted someone to enjoy her pussy. Lance was going to enjoy it. And he would know how Hanna enjoyed it.

  Hanna shivered uncontrollably. She felt awake as never before. Her body was fire and ice all at once.

  Lance’s desire for her increased with intensity as his tongue teased her lips.

  His hands found her inner thighs, and she jumped slightly. She’d never felt sensation this intense in her life. The time she’d coupled like this with Arden didn’t even come close. Hanna realized it was because of her feelings for Lance and his feelings for her. This wasn’t just animal sex. Lance wanted to pleasure Hanna for her enjoyment, not for his own ends, and she felt the same way about him.

  His lips brushed her pussy, sampling the wet juices. Hanna’s body jerked with excitement. Lance’s body spasmed, too, as he felt the electricity of his tongue inside Hanna. Then his tongue flicked her soaked lips and darted into her hole.

  Hanna gasped for air.

  “You’re delicious.” His tongue ran up her slit, and she almost sat straight up as another spasm rocked her. Lance struggled to keep his mind focused. He’d never imagined how intense the sensation was. It was almost more than he could handle. His cock pulsed with tension.

  Hanna looked down into Lance’s face buried in her pussy. The double sensation of his tongue lapping at her clit, the taste of her juices in his mouth, the stiffness and throbbing of his now rocklike cock swam around inside Hanna along with her own waves of pleasure from Lance’s tongue moving rapidly over her clit.

  As Lance’s hands slid back up to Hanna’s breasts and squeezed gently, Hanna moaned.

  “Yes. Eat my pussy.” She ran her own hands over his on her breasts and squeezed. Lance groaned through a smile as the pain/pleasure from Hanna’s breasts flowed over him.

  He continued to flow his tongue up and down, occasionally diving into the depths to taste Hanna’s free-flowing excitement. Then he began circling her clit first slowly and then gaining speed, as he was able to tell exactly what Hanna wanted and needed.

  Hanna’s breath became ragged. She sucked in quick bursts. Her hips rocked to the rhythm of Lance’s licking. She pushed forward trying to get more of that amazing tongue.