Rebellion (Alien Authority 1)

This was not as it had been before. It was not tinged with notes of punishment and naughtiness. It was an act of pure lust, pure desire, absolute need. Atlas made love to her tenderly, his massive cock turning her into a boneless, thoughtless, empty vessel just for him. She felt herself floating in a sea of pure pleasure and sensation until the serpent of pleasure unwound itself inside her and struck at her clit and that internal node from which all orgasmic energy was unleashed.

She came fucking hard, and he in turn filled her with a massive load of alien seed, brimming her with that dripping biological concoction that served as her reward.

Afterward she laid on his chest and stomach, kept in place with one big lazy arm wrapped around her waist.

“Tell me about you. Tell me where you’re from.”

“Well, I’m from the Kitari home world, and…”

Bleeep blorp!

“And that’s an incoming call.” Atlas rose from the bed and carried her off with him to see what was happening. She wrapped her arms around his neck and enjoyed being held. They’d still not talked about what this was, or what it would be, or how they were not going to have their lives ruined by the Authority for doing it, and she was glad for that. Disregarding consequences was her jam.

Sure enough, there was a communication coming through the ship’s computer.

Jerri looked at Atlas. “You think they know what we did? They’re calling us to tell us we’re both fired?”

“It’s not from the Audacity. It’s personal.”

“Oh, from your wife or something?”

“For the last time, brat. I am not married,” Atlas sighed and opened the channel before the call was lost.

“Atlas, my boy!”

“Hello, Father.”

“Hello, Father!” Jerri piped up, sassy as ever.

“Who was that?” His father was immediately confused, as well he might be.

“That’s Jerri Tessil. She’s on a mission with me at the moment and it’s close quarters. No place for privacy.”

“She sounds female.”

“She is female.”

“Oh, my son, you have no idea how glad we are you’ve finally found a mate.”

“Uh. Well. I….”

Jerri sat back, smirking at having caused chaos. That was all she ever wanted to achieve.

“She’s a subordinate of mine, Father. I have to keep her close or she gets into trouble.”

“Sounds like a worthy female,” his father replied.

“Oh, I am so worthy!” Jerri agreed.

“Quiet,” Atlas admonished her.

She gave him a little wave and left the room, not wanting to actually interfere in his familial conversations, but pleased to have at least heard his father’s voice. It made her feel closer to him somehow. She hadn’t had a family of her own in a long time. It was nice to come tangential to one, to get that little spark of warmth that came from being part of a loving unit.

Chapter Eight

“So this is the Dinavri home world.”

“One of them,” Atlas said as they penetrated through the outer atmosphere of what had been a green jewel hanging in a dark sky and was now an intense purple flame attempting to consume them.

Jerri held them steady, unconcerned by the creaking and the heat and the sound of everything falling apart until they broke through and found themselves in a bright atmosphere hanging over a large city extending out over every available inch of the landmass below.

An official and yet not entirely hostile voice came over the shuttle’s communications system.

“Authority shuttle, you are cleared to land at the gold marker.”

“Look at that, we’ve got contact,” Jerri smiled. “I thought these people were supposed to be wild savages. They have port markers and everything.”

“Not wild, and not savage, but very brutal.”

She shrugged and brought them down into a port that contained many hundreds of ships and shuttles coming and going with regular frequency.

“Feels like any other alien planet,” she said, glancing over at him.

He was scowling at her. “Stay in the ship and stay away from the controls. It would be better if you remained in my bedroom, in case the ship is scanned and you are discovered in the interior. I will return as soon as I possibly can with the prisoner.”

“Yes, sir,” she nodded.

Atlas was tense. Worried. Maybe even scared, if that were possible for a dominant and powerful creature like him. He was about to walk into the proverbial lion’s den all on his own. Jerri was glad that she was not going to have to face the Dinavri without any form of backup. There was a very real chance he could be in danger. He was brave as hell for even landing here, let alone stepping out of the ship. It would take a universe of wild horses to drag Jerri out of the safety of the shuttle.

“Atlas?”

“Yes?”

“Be safe. Uhm. Please.”

His expression softened. “I will return soon. Be ready for a swift departure.”

“I’ll be ready. The slightest sign of trouble and I’ll have this thing in the air.”