Fourth Vector Ch. 02

"That's it! That's it, Jack. Oh, fuck, I'm cumming!" she screamed, clamping down with her thighs against his head.

It was right then that a splash of liquid zeroed in and hit Jack right in the face. He closed his eyes at the unexpected squirt and felt it begin to drip down his chin. He looked up to Anna and found her staring back at him completely red-faced and wearing that innocent smile once more.

"Would now be a good time to tell you that I squirt?" she asked before rolling her eyes up.

Jack chuckled against her drenched pussy. "Better late than never, I suppose."

She giggled with him and then pulled up. Tasting herself on his lips, Anna kissed him deeply before reaching down to grab his cock once more. Straddling himself between her thighs, Jack prepared to line himself up when Anna began to shake her head.

"Not like that, Jack," she said before slipping out from under him. Anna flipped over and got on her hands and knees. She arched her back delicately and thrust her butt out from her body. "Take me like this, sir."

Jack bit his lip. There was no more beautiful sight than the pale brunette beneath him presenting her ass for him to take. The fact that she called him sir as well only added to the eroticism. It didn't take long for him to crawl behind her and feel the full globes of her ass press back against his hips. He stared at her ass for several moments too long, greatly enjoying the sight of her engorged pussy lips pressed together just under her ass. Suddenly, Anna began to thrust her hips back in impatience.

"Please, sir. Don't keep me waiting. I need it so very bad," she mewled.

He didn't need to be told twice. Grabbing his cock, he nudged the head against her opening and coated it with her viscous fluids. He flicked the head against her clit several times just to make her body react before lining himself up and pushing the tip inside of her.

"God! You're going to rip me open with that thing, sir," she whimpered while pushing back to take in more. Jack wasn't sure whether to stop and give her a minute or if she was ready to continue right away. Her words suggested stop but her body told him to press forward.

Anna didn't stop to wait for him. She kept arching her hips, pushing back to take more of his cock inside her wet channel. She was fabulously tight, and the intense pressure of her body against his most sensitive organ caused him to groan in delight and grip each cheek of her ass roughly. Finally, when he looked down, she had taken him completely and his balls came to a rest right next to her clit.

"Mmm, I'm so full, sir. Full of your fucking huge cock," she said, still trying to press more of him inside of her.

"I had no idea you could take all of it, Anna," said Jack with a heavy groan. "You made my cock completely disappear."

Anna turned and looked at him over her shoulder. "And for my next trick . . ." She began to thrust back at him rapidly, causing Jack to hold onto her ass for dear life. He gripped each cheek hard, looking down to see his fingers turning white at the strength of the grip.

Anna seemed to love it and the harder he gripped, the harder she pressed her ass back to him. It seemed she loved the extra roughness and Jack soon found himself responding to her body in the best way he knew how. Removing one hand from her ass, he pulled it back and let forth a lightning fast slap.

"Oh, fuck!" she moaned.

Once more, he slapped the same spot a little harder.

"Yes! Again, Jack!" Anna increased the rhythm and pushed back on him harder.

Jack slapped the same spot several more times in quick succession. Anna moaned louder with each progressive slap until her ass was marked by a deep, dark maroon color from his handprint. It was the last slap that did her in, and he felt his cock being drenched in her squirt as she came hard, her whole body shuddering in delight as a small puddle appeared beneath them.

She recovered from the orgasm with remarkable speed and that's when her hand gripped his thigh, looking back at him. "Fuck me with everything you've got, Jack. Pound me. Make me yours."

He responded by increasing the tempo once again, giving Anna long and deep strokes that saw his hips moving in a blur of activity. She stuck her face down into the pillow and moaned loudly as he had his way with her. Jack loved the sight of her incredible ass sticking high into the air, and her long, lovely dark hair brushing against her back.

The hair sparked an idea in him and he reached forward to grab a small handful of it and pulled it back tightly against her ass. Anna's head sprung back with the motion and she let out a deeply primal moan at being taken in such a manner.

She continued to moan louder but it no longer resembled words. She babbled incoherently as the waves of pleasure began to assault her body once more. It was almost all that Jack could take as well. The sight of her writhing under his body created that familiar sense of tightness in his balls. He needed to cum and quickly.

Anna seemed to sense his approaching arrival and she whipped her head back around. "I want you to cum all over my ass. I want to feel your hot cum soaking into my skin, claiming me as your little slut. Can you do that, Jack? Please? Cum all over this little slut and make her yours forever."

Anna's dirty talk combined with the intense look in her dark eyes did him in quickly. He felt his cum begin to rocket out of his shaft and only narrowly pulled out in time to watch the first spurt land right against her red ass cheek. Several more shots of cum pumped out and coated the rest of her ass as several drops began to slip down against her lower back, creating a small pool of fluids.

Anna's body collapsed against the bed as soon as he finished cumming, her face resting against his pillow as Jack slipped to the side and struggled to regain his breathing. Fucking the young brunette had taken a lot out of him and he needed a moment to relax.

She turned her head to look at him before slipping a hand to her back and feeling the remains of his orgasm. "Do you always cum so much, Jack?" she asked with a giggle.

He smiled and gestured down to her legs. "Do you?"

She bit her lip. "Only when I'm really turned on. It's not all the time that I squirt, but when I do, watch out."

Jack grabbed part of a towel from next to his bed and they began to clean themselves off, not only from the remains of their orgasms but also from the accrued sweat from the exertion. Finally, they laid down together and Anna snuggled her way between his arm and his torso, resting her dark locks of hair against his chest.

"That was so much better than I imagined it to be," she whispered softly.

"You really were incredible," said Jack. He almost found himself wanting to say just like your sister but he bit his tongue. He didn't want to upset her, especially since her earlier remarks indicated she had always been in competition with Abigail. He wondered what he would tell her when she found out about him and Anna. Part of him wondered if he should even tell her at all or if Anna would be the one to do it. Either way, he just didn't see the commander of theDestiny taking the news too well.

Anna must have noticed him in thought so she perched her head on his chest to look at him. "What are you thinking about, Jack?"

"Honestly? What we're going to tell your sister when she finds out about this," said Jack.

"Oh, that," said Anna with a giggle. "Who says we have to tell her anything?"

Jack's ears perked up. "Oh? You mean we shouldn't?" He played along hoping she'd come up with the right answer on her own.

Anna rolled her eyes. "I mean, what business is it of hers? So we slept together. Big deal. She doesn't need to know."

"I think she'd find it very interesting if her own sister and her commanding officer were sleeping together."

"Well, she doesn't have to know then, does she?" said Anna as her fingers trailed along his chest.

Jack gasped in mock astonishment. "So, we keep it from her?"

"Yeah, I think so. At least until she needs to know. Does that sound all right, Jack?"

Jack pretended to think about it before giving a slow nod of approval. He didn't want to seem too eager as that may make her a little suspicious. "I suppose it does. I'll let you decide when you want to take it public with her."

Anna smiled and then kissed him. She rested her head back against his chest. "I like that idea, Jack."

Truthfully, so did he. He hated to have to be so devious with the younger brunette but it did put him in a rough position. Getting on the wrong side of at least one of the sisters could make this mission a lot harder than it needed to be. He definitely didn't want Abigail to be pissed at him either, knowing that she could easily make his life hell. But then again, he had only been so horny because she had rejected him. If she didn't let him leave her room, he never would have returned on his own and slept with Anna.

Jack shook his head slightly and stopped trying to throw blame. This was his own problem and no one else's.Well, me and my dick's problem, he thought to himself. He just wondered how long he'd be able to keep each sister from finding out about the other.

He was still wondering by the time that he drifted off to sleep.

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The next morning, Jack woke up to an empty bed. Only the lingering scent of Anna served to remind him of their night of passion as the far-from-innocent brunette had already made her getaway. Jack looked down at the floor to where his clothes were still piled up and began to get dressed once again. However, he received a little surprise when he went to grab his jacket.

A sexy, black lace thong dropped out from the fold of his jacket. Jack grinned at the sight and leaned forward to pick it up. A small note was attached.

Now you know I won't be wearing any today.

Jack felt his cock stir at reading her notes. He nearly laughed for thinking that she might be the innocent sister. He finished getting dressed for the day and quickly ran over the dispatch notes from the evening. He had several messages from the commanding officers of all the ships, and it seemed like theDestiny wasn't alone in their insubordination problem. Jack put a mental note together to talk with each commanding officer to formulate a plan to address it and grabbed his service cap to make his way topside just as the sun was coming up over the horizon.

Instead of heading to the bridge, Jack found himself walking all the way to the bow of the ship, coming to a stop right next to the front railing. Just below him, he could watch the elegant steel bow of the ship cut through the ocean waves like a hot knife through butter. Turning to face the rest of the ship, a grim smile pierced his lips as his gaze took in the forward guns and the imposing superstructure of the majestic cruiser. Sometimes he had to remind himself that it was really his. TheDestiny was his to command, as was theValiant sailing just off to port and theTiger just off to starboard.

Jack turned to face the front railing once more and squinted out to the horizon. Still no sightings of land. With their course, they should be getting close to the Vector, and it was only a matter of time until the first landmass came into view. Jack took a deep breath and then exhaled. Was he ready for it?

After a few more minutes at the bow, he turned around to walk back to the superstructure. Climbing up the several flights of stairs to the bridge, he took a step inside. As was usual for an early morning, there was only one officer on the bridge and he wasn't surprised to see his head of operations division, Lt. Stephanie Pierce.

The short-haired brunette cracked a smile as soon as she saw him and beckoned for him to come sit next to her at her command station.

"Good morning, Jack," she said brightly while patting the seat.

"Morning, Stephanie. How's the morning treating you so far?"

She shrugged. "It's been rather quiet, but that was to be expected. What were you doing at the bow just now?"

Jack looked out the front window, remembering it was high enough to see the entire front of the ship. "Just an early morning ritual. Nothing like standing right up on the bow early in the morning. Something about watching the ship cut through the first waves of the morning is eerily calming for me. Helps to make me relax."

"Most people turn to alcohol to help them relax," said Stephanie with a laugh. "Or sex."

Jack laughed along with her but otherwise kept his mouth shut. Stephanie didn't need to know he had the sex part recently covered and with her fellow officer.

"To each his own," said Jack with a twinkle in his eyes. "Anyway, how is the crew under your command?"

Stephanie pursed her lips. "Restless, to say the least. I'm sure you heard about some of the issues we've been having?"

"I did—Abigail briefed me. Vicky Carter from theTiger said she's having some issues as well. Nothing so much on theValiant just yet," said Jack, remembering the morning brief.

"I think the worst part is just the not knowing portion. Maybe it'll be better once we actually arrive but all these days at sea in between aren't helping," said Stephanie.

"You're exactly right. I just hope the crew can hang in there a little longer. We should be there any day now," said Jack. "Maybe once they see simple sand and surf, they'll realize it's just another place."

Stephanie nodded and then chewed on her lip for a moment. She opened her mouth several times before closing it just as quickly. Finally, Jack heard her speak up. "Jack, do you mind if I ask you something?"

"Of course not. What's up?"

Stephanie cracked one of her knuckles nervously. "I'm really scared that we're not going to see home again."

Jack leaned in closer. "Why's that?"

She nodded her head toward the horizon. "Because of what's out there. I've heard the stories. All I can think about some days is the day we left Aberdeen back in Java. Like that's the last time I'll get to see my home and everyone I grew up with."

"Oh, Stephanie, you know that—"

"Does that make me a bad officer, Jack?"

"Why would that make you a bad officer?"

She shook her head. "I don't know. That I'm not confident enough? That I'm afraid of dying a long way from home for a cause that I know nothing about? That this war is just going to sweep us all up in it and spit us out?"

Jack smiled gently. "That sounds like it makes you human."

"I know but look at Abigail. She's so strong and so confident. I'd follow her anywhere. Even her sister is amazing too. And Lt. Abrams is masterful at the guns. I feel like all the officers on this ship are something special but sometimes I feel like I'm just out of place," said Stephanie as her head fell slightly.

"I think what you're feeling is entirely normal. And I think you aren't the only one that feels that way," said Jack.

"What do you mean?"

"It sounds like you've been listening to that little voice of reason in your head a little too much. That one tries to get you to doubt yourself. That forgets what you're capable of. Not just anyone in the world can be a naval officer, Stephanie. To have undergone grueling years of training and academics and to come out in one piece on the other side is the very definition of strength to me."

She finally looked up at him with misty eyes. A quick swipe of her cheek and her eyes fixed back at him.

"Stephanie, you were chosen to command this ship for a reason. You're the head of the entire division because of your intelligence, your abilities, and your courage. Don't ever forget that. We're all scared to take on this mission and every time that voice tries to pop back up in your brain and tell you that you don't belong here, squash it right back down where it came from. You deserve to be here," he said while putting his arm around her and pulling her in for a hug.

She came willingly and crushed against his side. "Thank you, Jack. I was so afraid to tell you about this and find out what you might think about me. That maybe I wasn't fit for this role or that you might send me back in disgrace."

"Quite the opposite," said Jack. "I think it makes you a better officer for being so in tune with your feelings."

Stephanie sniffled a little and then broke out into a small smile. "You're a good commander, Jack."

Jack chuckled. "Some days it's hard for me to believe that, but thank you."

She looked back up at him. "Don't listen to your internal voice, Commander." She followed it up with a wink.

Before he could respond, the door to the bridge was slammed open, the noise loud enough to make the both of them jump. It was Abigail.

"Jack, I need you right away," she said with a breathless tone. It was obvious she had practically ran to the bridge to deliver the message.

Jack was up in an instant. There were few moments when Abigail was being deadly serious and this was one of them. Before he followed the brunette out of the bridge, he turned to look back at Stephanie.

"Sorry, Steph," he said with a cheeky smile. "We'll have to get back to this conversation."

She giggled. "It's okay, Jack." She gave him one last look before turning back to her workstation. "You know, it's true what they say about you. All of it."

He didn't have time to ponder that for very long as he quickly descended the stairs out of the bridge. Abigail was waiting for him at the bottom.

"What's up? Anything going on?" he asked her as she gestured toward the stern of the ship.

"I just got word from Lt. Commander Ravencross. The search that you ordered from the ships has turned up three intruders in the stores of the ship. He's had them apprehended and requested that all the commanders meet with him at once."

Jack picked up a little more speed in his stride. "Let's get moving at once then."

The both of them hurried along the railing until they came to the stern where some of the small boats were hung for immediate use. One of them was held up with chains against either end of the boat and a small engine hung off the rear for quick transportation.

With the help of some of the nearby crew, Jack and Abigail got into the small craft and had it lowered into the ocean waters below. Starting the engine, Jack began to steer them in the direction of theValiant.

"Did Luke say if they were Occitanian?" Jack asked as they neared the light cruiser.

She shook her head. "It sounds like he hasn't questioned them yet. But if there's three of them and three missing Occitanians from Quiller's Cove, it kind of adds up, don't you think?"

Jack nodded. What was worst of all was that they went undetected for three days. That gave them a whole lot of time to do an unknown amount of sabotaging to the ship. Jack just hoped that they got them before they got up to anything too nefarious.

Soon enough the small boat managed to pull against the side of theValiant where there was a small dock on the ship's starboard side hull. Tying up the craft, Jack stepped out first and helped Abigail next. The two of them made their way up the stairs and found Lt. Cory Renner waiting for them at the top near the railing. Jack gave a crisp salute to the newest division commander of theValiant, having just promoted him before they left Quiller's Cove.

"Cory, good to see you. Where is Luke?" he asked.

"He's got the men secured down on the first deck's main messroom, sir. I've already sent Lt. Commander Carter from theTiger down just a few minutes before," said Cory.

"Thank you, Lieutenant," said Abigail with a smile. Jack pointed the way to the superstructure and after a few minutes, they emerged in the mess room.

It almost looked like a one-sided standoff was taking place inside the mess. Lt. Commander Ravencross was sitting in the chair closest to the door, watching each of his three prisoners closely while holding his service pistol in his lap. Vicky Carter was standing a few feet from him, eyeing each of their prey in turn with a disapproving look and crossed arms. In front of them stood three men dressed in Javan naval uniforms but their faces wore blank expressions.