The Cowboy Who Strolled Into Town (45 page)

She took him out of her mouth. The viscous spit from the back of her throat stuck to his dick. She put her hand up and down on him a few times before lifting herself up. She put one leg over his and held his shoulder while grinding her clit.

He watched the brown folds of her skin rub against his pinkish dick. He held the base and let her rub against his head before she pushed against him and let him enter her.

"I can already feel the ridges of your dick against me," she told him with a sigh.

He smiled at the sight of their bodies joining, then looked to her and asked, "Really?"

She smiled, "It feels that good."

He rocked against her, "Does it? I want it to feel like it's deep inside of you."

He pushed his body into her rhythmically. "Want me inside of you?"

"Oh, yeah," she breathed heavily as she spoke then gripped her lip with her teeth, feeling the warmth of him as he entered and exited her.

"Good, because I want to be deep inside of you," he said as he ran his lips against her collarbones and up her neck. He put his hands around her hips, feeling the rocking motion of her body. Her body pushed against him and his dick slid further and further into her. Her body shone with sweat and he could make out the contours of her dark, thick form.

She grabbed her long curls of black hair and looked behind her as she rubbed against him from behind. Her butt lifted and fell on his abs as he pushed in and out of her. Jeremiah nodded, putting his hands on her hips, moving her even further up and down on his lap.

"I'm going to--" she began moving faster on top of him and squealed, then moaned softly and looked up at him.

"Honey," Jeremiah said. "Are you going to cum?"

"Uh huh," she said with a nod.

They both synced up, going up and down while looking at one another. She saw the lust in his eyes and could tell he was wishing for even more. She let the flood loosen and came a stream of liquid all over the bioship's kitchen floor.

"Don't stop," she said.

"I don't want to," Jeremiah replied. He pushed into her from behind.

He scratched his hands against her skin, feeling the curve between her hips and abs, the tightness of her belly, and the smoothness of her skin.

He ran his hand down her body, touching her spine's crevasses before he bent over to put his hand into her mouth. She began sucking his finger, pushing it into the deeper parts of her mouth. It was a weakness for him and he could feel his knees buckling.

He pulled her cheek back as he pumped in and out of her, feeling the wet inner part of her mouth with his fingertips as her head was pulled backwards. He let his hand fall out of her mouth and ran his fingers back down her mouth. With his wet fingers he put a thumb on top of the tight skin between the curves of her butt. She nudged her butt towards him and he popped his finger into her tightest hole. It rocked inside of her with the same rhythm that his dick swayed into her.

She whispered into his ear, "I think you could get me pregnant tonight."

He turned his head towards her, smiling, then looked around at the rest of his crew. "I have to go, fellas."

She breathed heavily and said into his collarbone, "I want you to get me pregnant, tonight."

He asked, "What makes you think tonight is the right time?"

"I planned it. That's why I wouldn't stay with the kids. I have a calendar and I wanted to be able to," she sucked on his neck then said, "be able to get impregnated by you one more time."

When she said that his body was wracked with desire. More than ever, he wanted to blast into her the milky hot substance he had been keeping to himself while on the ship alone. His emptied himself and relinquish to the thrum of sound in his head telling him to shoot his cum into her.

She sighed heavily and waited for him to slide out before saying, "You amaze me, my love."

He kissed her hand and joined her in getting his clothes back on. The cum was leaking out of her and she wanted it not to fall out of her too much, so put her underwear and robes on before it could. He languidly dressed and she was slightly concerned someone would happen to see him. Remembering, she unlocked the doors and sat down as he was done getting dressed.

"We still have the problem of the data," he said.

"Well," Everette said, "It's still in Magnus' hands."

He nodded, then put his hand to his pale forehead. It had lost the glow it normally had on Talgoraan and she wiped the corner of his jaw and cheek with her robe.

"It will be all right. We will get the plans."

He shrugged, hopelessly.

"Look, I have a plan."

He looked up, "I shouldn't be surprised."

Everette laughed at Jeremiah, "But don't my plans work?"

He sighed, moving his hand down to his mouth, pulling the soft skin with it. He looked at his wife, shiny black cheeks bunched up in a smile and her curly black hair pulled up in a sex-messed bun. He wanted to hug her.

Instead, he said, "We can do it, but what is it?"

She told him and when Jorgon came in, she told him too. Sarai and Shippo followed for midnight snacks and heard about what they would be doing the next night.

Everette would be a part of a smaller diplomatic mission to see Magnus and would drop hints that the fire squad was still on the bioship, told to stay there before they ruined anything else between them and Magnus. In reality, though, the squad filtered out of her star cruiser and found different places to position themselves ear exits in Magnus' hangar.

Once in, they would split into two's and go towards two different pathways that lead to Magnus' inner chamber. They would discount the pathway Magnus and Everette took; they had to know that if they were to get into an altercation with Magnus, they might not be the victors. They knew what his soldiers were outfitted with, though, and could infiltrate his layer by both finding some of their own and by disabling their uniforms from broadcasting distress signals.

"I like their Magnums," Jeremiah said, referring to the uniforms Shippo and Sarai were wearing. Shippo and Sarai were in their human forms, Sarai sleek and black. Jeremiah thought of Everette when he saw Sarai sometimes. He looked towards the door where she had exited. Cold chills ran down his back.

Jorgon exited the hangar first, followed by Jeremiah. The two weren't wearing the Magnum uniforms but instead specialized and fully customized armor for their were-selves. They carried lethal weapons. Jeremiah had his katana, to be used only if killing and fighting more adversarial foe. They each had a stabilizer that looked rather medieval and would hit someone with ten times the force of a normal human's blow, a telescopic freezer that would freeze the blood of whomever the user directed their gaze at, and stun guns. Jeremiah and Jorgen both knew they might find Magnus and carried prying knives and small scissor sets in their thigh cases, knowing that the thick armor Magnus had nearly never came off. They had used the same knife set before with little success before Magnus set detonator lazers on them

Come on, Jeremiah said to Jorgen, "Magnus' armor is a lot like the bioship's armor."

Jorgen spotted a duo of Magnum patrollers, pointed them out, and watched as Jeremiah froze them before saying, "Yeah, it is. We talked about prying it off before."

"But what if we tried to drill into it?" Jeremiah asked.

"Like the drill jet can take panels off of the bioship, exactly."

Jorgen shot a new pair of Magnums in the hallway as they ran through it. "Brilliant," he said to Jeremiah.

Jeremiah shouted back, "Get this tube, we need to take a shortcut if we'll head them off."

The two of them unlatched a security tube from the inner bars of the hallway's wall and pushed it towards a window that faced to a terminal inside of one of the conference halls in Magnus' ship. He had insisted that his allies live and work under one roof: his. Therefore, the delegations from each of his allies sat around the different halls, chatting, planning, training.

"Not this one," Jeremiah said, "I was wrong, it's filled with trainers."

Trainers were indeed on the floor beneath the room they wanted to climb above.

Jorgen shrugged, "If we fall, we face the consequences."

They hooked up their bow-like tools, designed to have pointed ends for fighting with long wands on either end and a stabilized center to have a shield attachment. They slid across the beams above the trainer floor on these. The progress was slow and there was enough distance between them that they could talk easily.

"You've missed a lot of the war," Jorgen said.

"I know I have," said Jeremiah.

"I know it's tough with kids."

Jeremiah grunted in reply. The work was difficult and strenuous.

Jorgen said absent-mindedly, "I bet it's tough on Everette..."

Jeremiah grunted again, "Nothing is difficult for her. She is adept at everything she does. I have never met such a strong woman."

Jorgen shook his head as he worked, "I feel bad, now."

Jeremiah shrugged as best he could while crawling across the beam with the bow tool. He looked over and saw Jorgen wasn't straining at all.

The two of them locked eyes and Jeremiah took the opportunity to say, "She's with me."

"Oh, I know. We dated a long time ago, you know."

"You've told me, Jorgen. So what do you plan to do once we're in his chamber again?" He asked Jorgen to reiterate the plan almost because he was tired of hearing Jorgen talk about Everette like he still knew her. Like she thought about Jorgen, ever. It annoyed him but he didn't want to act annoyed.

Jorgen's eyes glittered as he was about to explain, but they had to unhitch their bows, put them away, and continue along the hallway towards the chambers.

"This isn’t it, is it?" Jorgen asked, looking at the maps.

"Magnums!" Jeremiah said and Jorgen dropped to let Jeremiah shoot. He blasted his stun gun and the Magnum shook for a moment, then approached Jeremiah and hit him with a stabilizer. Jorgen used the telescopic freezer on the man and he fell, then he used the freezer on the second magnum, too. He went to Jeremiah and gave him the poultice he had in his bag. Made from clay of the Akdeens planet and antlers from the miniature deer found on Rue. It immediately awakened Jeremiah.

"What?" He got into a combat position on the ground, then looked to Jorgen and said, "What happened? Where I am? What did I do?"

Jorgen told him, "You got a stabilizer to the face and were out, ready for dead. Used poultice number one."

"Those poultices, man, they're helpful."

"I just can't believe they can make dirty, mini antlers cure a man about to die," Jorgen replied.

"And yet, you use them."

"True."

The two had continued on the right path and had to lay in wait for Sarai and Shippo to join up with them, then they would gather the intelligence from the main briefing chamber, as it was to be traded with one of Magnum's allies soon.

"Why do you have to ask me about Everette like that?" Jeremiah asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Jorgen..."

Jorgen checked the ion indicator on his weapons.

"You're always asking about her and saying things about her that I don't want to hear."

"Then you must be hiding from something," Jorgen said.

Jeremiah felt the hard part of his stabilizer with his thumb and massaged the area, thinking, "Like what?"

"Has she ever asked you to be a werelion in bed?"

Jeremiah blushed.

"That's what I'm talking about. There are things about the two of you that aren't perfect," Jorgen told him.

Jeremiah asked, "Why point that out?"

"They're not perfect and that's why you get so upset that I say anything."

"I don't get that upset," Jeremiah countered.

"You are talking about it, now," Jorgen said, right as always.

"Yeah, well," Jeremiah said, "I just wanted to bring it up."

They waited awkwardly with one another for a few moments until Sarai ran through the hallway, gun in the air, firing madly. Jorgen and Jeremiah got into ready positions.

They had elicited the attention of ten Magnums and the group were attacking Sarai, who had transformed into a werebear. Nearby him, shippo was jumping from Magnum to Magnum, biting under their helmets and at the folds in their armor. Both were knocking down opponents, but Jeremiah and Jorgen decided to help.

They sprinted ahead and Jeremiah pushed the first Magnum towards Jorgen who hit him with the stabilizer. Jeremiah pushed aside another Magnum as he assaulted towards him and Jorgen stabilized him, too. Jorgen ducked as a Magnum went to shoot him and then froze a man about to shoot down Jeremiah. Jeremiah turned into a werelion as he pounced over Jorgen and attacked an approaching Magnum with deadly force. Jorgen turned into a werewolf and the two ravaged the remaining Magnums.

"Where to, Jorgen?" Shippo yelled.

Jorgen looked to the blueprints, "Left then right into the hall, onto the beams above a floor room and into the room next to it."