Chapter 30
Baz waited to see what Hoss would do, what Ember would do too. Though he felt the need for a little more confirmation of their security. She’d said the sphere was safe and deserted, but was she correct?
The girl lived. He shook his head, almost disbelieving that she stood before them. Her lip was quivering, she was quivering. Poor thing. How could he want to both kiss her better and punish her?
Because she’d ignored this fledgling relationship of theirs in favor of possibly killing herself over past wrongs, was how, and why.
Hoss was fucking quivering too. Wasn’t rage. He knew the fool too well. Baz smacked him on the shoulder. “Go get her!”
Hoss took a single step, then Ember creeped forward with several small hesitant steps. After Hoss sighed loud enough to echo and crooked a finger, she ran to them and threw herself at Hoss.
The humphff Hoss gave out as she collided with the half-orc was formidable.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Forgive me, please, please forgive me?” Eyes shining with tears, she peered up at Hoss then at him from under Hoss’s arm where he’d held it high – as if she were radioactive and untouchable.
The orc wasn’t hugging her and she clearly needed it. Baz wanted to nudge him again, but figured it’d get him glared at or punched. Not that he couldn’t dodge but he was the latecomer to these two, this relationship. It seemed best to let Hoss find his way.
Slowly the orc lowered his arms and hugged her, squeezed her so hard she squeaked and flailed.
“Hoss!”
“Shut up. You want a hug from me, you got one. Baz wants to spank your ass. And other stuff.”
“Oh.” She frowned at Baz, and he grinned, shrugged, then stepped around Hoss to grab a handful of her hair. He pulled her head back, looked down at her.
Pouting, she stared at him.
“You deserve it. Running off like that. Not trusting us.”
“You’d never have agreed with me doing this.”
“Uh –”
“Not in a million years.”
Hoss squeezed her harder and she squeaked and looked uncomfortable.
He thought some more. No, he wouldn’t have. One point in her favor, and he still wasn’t happy.
“Tell us next time,” Hoss said sternly before he went back to hugging.
“Gotcha,” Ember whispered. “Not that there’s likely to be another time for taking down a galaxy-wide corrupt corporation.”
“Your mouth...” Hoss sighed.
“You like it,” she said, still quiet.
“I do.”
“Phew.” She wriggled in closer to Hoss and winked at Baz.
He grinned. “However...” He glanced down the corridor. Important things needed verifying. “I need to be sure of our safety now. More than sure – certain.”
“Okay.” She shut her eyes. “There’s no one here. I have looked. I also have the data on everyone leaving. The higher-ups took their pods. The lesser employees went off on a small ship. My cataclysm virus will be dismantling CESS across the galaxy. No starship of theirs will escape, no city installation, no anything.” She opened her eyes and looked straight at him again. “My only iffy unknown today is what those colliding ships out there are doing.”
Baz shared a look of astonishment with Hoss then shook his head, as if that’d let what she’d rattled off become more understandable. What she’d done was going to make him wonder about the consequences, for a long while.
However, the here and now was more urgent. “We’re monitoring the debris, Ember. They were gearing up to move away at low velocity. All the debris is spreading outward. What about the life support here?”
“Fine, for a few days. Maybe up to a week since there’s not a lot of living things left sucking up oxygen.” She frowned. “Fish. Some cute deer-things. There’s a real pretty beach area.”
“Deer things and a beach? So this is a resort? Maybe we could go see it?”
“It’s a really high-echelon resort. Go straight ahead and this will go up some stairs to a shoot-rail. Gravity gets weird but we come out on the inner crust. That’s where it all is. Messy, though. I switched off gravity for a while.”
“Show us.” Hoss hoisted her with his hands beneath her arms then turned her and draped her over his shoulder as if she were prey caught in a hunt – legs in front, head at the back. With a hand on her ass, he marched forward.
“Hey!” Ember protested, squeaking when Hoss smacked her ass. “Guys!”
“No guys here. Me, orc. Him?” Hoss turned to Baz, quirked his mouth. “Some lame-ass cyborg who wants to fuck you badly.”
He did. He did. Upside-down, with her skirt flipped and butt upward, she looked even more fuckable. When he caught up to them, Baz had an idea. “Any clothes shops for females here, Ember?”
She screwed her body around to see him. “Yes. Can you get Hoss to let me walk?”
“Big nope. Those clothes of yours look like they’re ready to be tossed out.”
“They are. Some of the buildings are okay. We can look?”
“Okay. In that case...” He reached and yanked down her tights to reveal bare ass. “Get those off her. I’ll do the front bits.”
Ember wriggled but barely cursed at them. The boots and tights were thrown to the side, then he dragged the dress off her, dropped it.
When Hoss’s hand slipped between her legs to stroke her there, Ember fell silent and kept her head down, hiding her face. Her hands gripped Hoss’s butt and back. Baz moved in close and bit all down her butt and side.
“Hey. Wait. Wait.” Breathless, Ember twisted her fingers in Hoss’s camo suit.
“Might take us a while to find that shop, hey Hoss?”
“Might indeed. Think I like this female naked for the time being. She’ll definitely get in less trouble.”
* * * * *
Once on the inner crust, they walked through a small copse of trees, past a tangled mess of towels and sun bathing lounges, and there it was – a perfect blue sea. A few fish had washed up and some deer that must’ve been dumped in the water had gathered into a herd on the sand.
A jetty led out over the water, though judging by the ripples of light reflecting off the bottom, the water wasn’t deep. At the end of the timber jetty was a bar and a seating area. Everything was white, so white it seemed surreal, out here above a sea that had few waves, with a ceiling above that was more land, sea, forests, and a few buildings. It’d take a day or two to walk the circumference to up there. They could do it.
Maybe he would.
All the furniture atop the jetty was attached to the structure, so they’d stayed in place when gravity failed. Hoss sat Ember atop the white-painted bar, stripped off his suit, then he kissed her, leaning in to do it thoroughly.
The breathy sighs, her naked and with Hoss caressing her, it gave his dick plenty of ideas but even so he was distracted.
Baz turned in place, looking at everything. Everything. He wouldn’t have been surprised if they’d stocked the ocean with kraken just so the people here could say they’d hunted one, could stick its head on the front of their private star yacht. The money needed to create this would feed a planet for a year or two.
It had hit him suddenly that this world was owned by CESS. Had been, past tense, owned.
“Are you okay?” Ember was asking.
They’d stopped kissing to check him out.
“This was CESS. You’ve killed off the company that almost killed me. They are why I’m a cyborg, why I nearly died that day after I pulled over to find out why a road was full of corpses. Fuck. I’d sort of forgotten. Let it fall to the back of my mind, but I shouldn’t have. It made me angry and crazy for a while.” He swallowed and turned to her then padded over to them. “You did good. You may have given me and Hoss major heart attacks, but you did good.”
Hoss stepped aside and he went to Ember where she sat on the bar top and he too kissed her – on her forehead, on her cheek, neck, and finally, tenderly, on her mouth.
“You know.” He kissed her in-between the words. “I never did show you my demon cock mode.”
“What is that?” she asked, wide-eyed.
“Bad. It makes women desperate to come but stops them doing it. Lets me drive you wild and will make you beg sooo hard.”
“Hey. No fair. You wouldn’t?” She pouted and tried to look so cute and innocent with her soft mouth and little frown that he laughed.
“Hoss? What’ll we do? Vote?”
“It’s a no,” Ember blurted.
He put his hand over her mouth to quieten her, watched her lick his palm, and that seriously upped the ante. “Going to fuck you so hard,” he whispered.
“Oh my.” She squirmed. “Please?”
“I have to see this.” Hoss hoisted himself onto the bar, making it creak under his weight.
Baz didn’t remove his eye-lock from the girl. “My demon cock is big and red and I swear might just make your cunt turn itself inside out.”
Ember snorted then rolled her eyes. “Oh for f –” Hoss had grabbed her and hauled her to his lap.
He held her high above with her legs over his shoulders, licking at her and making her splutter.
“Little frustrating there, man. My dick doesn’t go that high.”
Hoss chuckled and lowered her to his lap again, kissing her and fondling her breasts. “I want to see him use one of his fancy cocks on you, female, while I lick you, suck you. But this here is the wrong height.”
When he bit the tip of her breast then sucked, she whimpered. Even the sounds were making Baz’s cock harder than metal, or close to it. He moved in and kissed down her spine then felt her hand clutching him. She’d reached back and pulled at his side, as if he could get closer, do something better.
“Want me in you?”
She drew a breath, swallowing as he kissed the outer swell of her breast. “Yes.”
“Let’s try somewhere else.” Baz took one last bite of her neck, then made her twist so he could get properly at her breast. While he licked and sucked on one nipple, Hoss was doing the same. Their hands roved and Ember sobbed and wriggled, her hands going from one of them to the other trying to make them do more, lick more.
“Want me in you, Ember?” he asked again, just to hear her beg.
“Yes! Please,” she added, quieter. “I need you both. A lot.”
“Mmm.” He kissed her mouth, her jaw. “Let me think about it.”
“Oh, you bastard. Where’s my data knife?”
“Bad girl!” he said amused even so. “Come here.” He dragged her off Hoss to the lounge and sat with her belly down over him in spite of her hurried apologies. “I did say I wanted to spank you.”
Wasn’t going to be for long. Not here, not this time. He was aching to fuck her.
He landed some good ones on her butt, left a handprint or two that he bit, then he gave the panting girl back to Hoss, who’d sat down beside him.
“Up here again.” Now Hoss looked determined to do more than mess around. He let her sit over his shoulders. With her hands in his hair and her pussy at his mouth, Ember watched him tease her clit with his tongue.
“Fuck.” Baz murmured. He coaxed his dick into split mode, as well as steel and black colored, watched it do the trick with a bit of amazement on his own part. The ache building was going to make him fuck her too hard, unless he really overrode his instincts.
Had to get her ready too. Without making her come? Oh hells, who cared.
He walked up behind her, close enough to put his hand to her hip, watched her writhe and gasp against Hoss’s mouth. “I’ve got to open you for me. Slow. Going to fuck you in both holes.”
Ember turned to him for a few seconds, and he sloppy kissed her. Neither of them cared that tongues got in the way, and moans, and that he bit her jaw, her nose, kissed above her eye.
She was riding Hoss’s mouth the whole time.
With a foot up on the lounge next to where Hoss sat, he worked on her while Hoss did his own thing with his big orc tongue. Man, even the guy’s tongue was huge. But his cocks, the two of them, one above the other, were bigger. One was a pretty blue, the other shiny black and steel.
“Fitting these in you...but going slow.” He brought them up, aiming, watching the wink of her ass and feeling for her slippery cunt at the same moment. The tip slid into her asshole first, then the other cock touched and slid into her cunt.
The grip of her on him, where it seemed as if everywhere that mattered had been sucked inside her...
“Fuck. Awesome.”
She bowed over Hoss, clutching shoulders, his horns, his hair.
“Wait. Wait. You said slow. That hurts...and feels great and hurts. Ohmigod!”
“I’ll wait. I will.” But he had to gulp in air then let it whoosh out slowly. The pleasure hit hard.
Her squeaks and desperate clasp on the dick in her ass gave Baz clues as to when to go slower. Gritting his teeth, he let Hoss get her more aroused – licking her clit and no doubt sucking her there too from her sobs and moans. She grew less tight, more giving.
With each relaxation, he took a little more of her.
Getting deep.
He gasped and stopped to look, felt a small gush of come from one cock – the ass one. At that, Ember broke down into an orgasm, jerking on Hoss’s face and clamping onto his cocks.
“Fuck. She just came.”
Hoss chuckled. “I noticed.”
“How ’bout.” Baz gulped, caught by the throb from his cocks. “You fuck her mouth this time.”
He pulled out, stepping back to let Hoss have some room, then had to shut his eyes to take in the sensations. Even pulling out made him spurt a little come. Still hard, he watched Hoss put Ember on the lounge – knees on the seat, her hands on the back, while he went around to the other side of the lounge and brought his cock to her mouth.
“Now.” Hoss smiled down at her. “Open up. We’re all going into every hole you own.”
Though she opened her mouth fast, Baz had already re-introduced his cocks to her other holes. He slid in a few inches then paused as she squirmed under him, alternating her whispered curses and breathy moans.
She put her head up higher and Hoss took hold to either side and shoved in. Maybe only a short distance due to his size but he was trying hard.
Baz grinned.
Her first gurgled breath was enough to spur him on.
Distracted by Hoss, she let him in. He watched his cocks do the disappearing act of the century, fucking her slowly in and out, then pistoning like only a cyborg could. It sounded as if they’d overwhelmed the girl.
Her hands clutched the lounge, Hoss’s body, anywhere, and she let them both ride her, thrusting in deep. The ass cock had auto-lubricated her, but the other wetness was him or her, or both maybe he thought, fascinated by the gush and the dribble down her legs.
Soon her silence and muscle tension, the extreme arch of her back, her trembling then clenching, it told him she was close to coming again. He helped her along with a hand on her clit, sure he could take her all the way to orgasm at the same time he did, wanting to hear her noises when he came.
“Almost there,” he blurted to Hoss. The orc nodded and fucked her mouth, his cock head slipping in as far as such a monstrous thing could go in a mere girl’s mouth.
For a second he watched them, then he drove in deep and hard. Once at depth, he shallow-fucked her and massaged her clit, watching her climb into coming, into a huge orgasm that made her scream around Hoss’s cock.
He thumped in three times and squirted, pulsed, poured into her with both cocks at the same time, sure the come was being sucked from his whole body, even his brain, for all he could see was black and his legs shook. He could feel her – her gripping him, spasming. He came and came, felt the wetness on her legs and back as he collapsed a little, his hand landing on the lounge back.
He jammed into her one last time, slapping in, taking himself that extra microscopic but fulfilling distance into her body.
Ember cough-spluttered then struggled to breathe and moan at the same time. Her eyes were closed. Hoss had released her and she slipped down until her head was buried next to a cushion on the lounge.
“I’m dead,” she whispered.
“Good.” Hoss snickered, wiped his face. “There. Punished.”
“Oh fuck,” she said, muffled by the pillow. One hand raised, wobbled, then dropped back to the seat. “Punish me any time.”
Baz flopped onto the seat beside her and stroked down her hair. “Perfect,” he said softly.