Fourth Vector Ch. 09

He kept firm pressure on her clit while teasing her pussy with his fingers. As Elektra's hips began to buck and roll in pleasure, he struggled to hang on. In the next few moments though, she completely let loose.

She started to pant heavily as one last moan left her lips. In the next instant, he tasted a fluid of juices explode into his mouth and then drip down his chin as Elektra writhed in delight. Her body convulsed through her orgasm until falling nearly still once more. After a few moments of silence, she finally opened her eyes to look at him.

"You . . . that . . . incredible," she whispered while still being out of breath.

"I'm glad you enjoyed that," he answered with a slight chuckle. "Twenty-nine more to go?"

Elektra giggled. "You might kill me by the end of it if you actually intend to give me that many."

"I'll give you as many as you allow me and one more for good measure. I'll never stop treating you exactly how you deserve," he said candidly.

Elektra's eyes glistened with affection and tears, and she beckoned him to come closer to her face. He slid up her body slowly, making sure to kiss each exposed portion of her body on his way up. Her mound, her belly, her breasts—every part received a sucking kiss as he made his way north. Finally hitting the last stretch, Nikias trailed kisses along her neck to her jaw and finally reached her lips. In a move that surprised him, Elektra grabbed his face and pressed the most passionate of kisses against his, her tongue slipping into his mouth for a duel with his.

"You taste a little . . . different," said Elektra with a giggle as she pulled away.

"You mean I taste like you."'

"Exactly, and that's different."

He gently caressed her face. "I could do this with you all night. And all tomorrow, if you let me."

"My father will be back tomorrow morning," said Elektra. "So we only have tonight."

"Let's make it count then," said Nikias firmly.

He pushed up on his hands as he slid his body between her legs. Elektra held them open wide so he could slip into place, all the while leaning up to gently kiss his chest while he took hold of his cock. Placing himself at her slick entrance, he gave a gentle thrust of his hips.

"Mmm," moaned Elektra as the tip slid inside. "I've only thought about this a thousand times."

Nikias slid another inch inside, causing her to throw her arms around his neck. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he pulled his hips back and thrust forward again. Her hot, wet channel enveloped him completely, drenching his member in a velvety smooth, yet tight grip. Looking down and knowing that it was Elektra that he was inside was the best part.

Nikias leaned down to place a deep, passionate kiss against her lips as he pushed in further. She met his hips in a steady counterthrust and soon enough, they had the beginning of a slow, yet forcible rhythm.

"Oh my, I feel so full," said Elektra as soon as he was completely inside of her. Nikias looked between them, hoping to burn into his brain forever the sight of being totally one with her. Elektra noticed his movement almost immediately. "What is it, Nikias?"

He looked back up at her and smiled. "It's nothing. I feel like I've just wanted this for so long and now it's finally here. You're the only woman I've ever wanted and now this is real."

She smiled and kissed him gently. "Yes, it is. I've waited so long for you, my Nikias. Don't make me wait any longer, please?"

He kissed her in response as his hips started to piston once more. Elektra's legs wrapped around his waist, and soon their movements synchronized in a beautiful and fervent way. What's more, while they were locked below the waist, above it their arms held each other tightly and their lips stayed pressed together. It was a completely tender and emotional journey for the two of them as they made quiet, but passionate love in the locked bedroom of the palace.

Soon, a heavy layer of sweat covered them both as their movements became more vigorous, their hips pistoning in torrid fury as they ached to reach the next high together. For Nikias, the softness of her body under him, the slick wetness around his cock, and the gentle caress of Elektra's lips had him swimming in a sea of total arousal. Her passion was quickly building him up for release.

Elektra seemed to be nearing the edge as well. Her mouth fell open as she started to pant heavily and soon her head was rolling side to side. As her hips began thrusting up with more force, it was obvious she would reach orgasm soon.

"I'm going to cum," she whispered as the slick wet sound of their bodies joining filled the room.

"I'm almost there," he whispered in return, locking eyes on the gorgeous redhead.

Soon she began to shudder out of control. She clamped down, and once more he felt himself drenched from the flow of her juices. Elektra's mouth hung open as she made the most adorable noises, her body shivering with delight as it reached the final plateau.

Just as quickly as it appeared, so too did it dissipate. Her eyes popped open with a satisfied expression as her orgasm began to subside and soon she focused all her attention on him and helping him to achieve sweet release.

Elektra grabbed him tightly as her hips pushed his cock as deep as he could go. Their bodies were completely one in that moment, with not even air between them. She caressed his face so gently before looking up to him with one final request on her lips.

"In me, Nikias. Please?"

Hearing the words was the ultimate trigger. In the next moment, he started to lose control. His hips jerked several times before he pressed them as deep as he could go and soon, a hot flow of cum began to erupt from inside to paint her inner walls.

"Oh, yes, I can feel it," moaned Elektra. She held him tightly as he came deeply inside her womb, never once slackening her grip on the man she'd desired for years.

Finally, Nikias recovered, and as the last drop of his essence fell into the princess, he was finally able to look up at her.

"As good as you thought it would be?" she asked with a coy smile on her lips.

Nikias started to chuckle. "Better."

"Great answer." She kissed him in response, their tongues dueling with little of the passion that had just consumed them. This kiss was more about savoring the deed that had been such a long time coming.

"I don't know how long we'll be able to keep this a secret," said Nikias finally after several minutes of kissing.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I'm going to want to kiss you now every time I see you," he said with a laugh. "It's going to be so hard to keep this under wraps."

Elektra started to giggle. "Only for a short time. Until we can persuade father to let us marry."

"And if he doesn't let us?"

Elektra took a deep breath. "We can't stop trying. This is worth it. It's so worth it, right, Nikias?"

He nodded eagerly. "I couldn't want anything else in my life. I've only ever wanted you."

She kissed him with more passion as her hips started to thrust back against his.

"What are you doing?" he laughed as he arched an eyebrow.

Elektra grinned. "We still have twenty-eight to go still, my secret lover."

*****

Commodore Stanhope Lucas was pacing.

He'd lost count of the number of times he had crossed from one end of his office to the other but now was no time for sitting still. There was too much going on and too much to worry about. The commodore approached the window that looked out to the naval base of Quiller's Cove and sighed. All he could see were the beacon lights that rimmed the inner harbor at this time of night. It made the base appear calmer than it actually was. Especially with the enemy on the horizon.

Ever since his submarine picket had caught the sight and course of an Occitanian force steaming just fifteen nautical miles away from the base, Lucas had been on edge. The report had been enough to make any commander's heart race—two battleships, four cruisers, and a host of destroyers. It was a force that could sink any Javan task force on this side of the world, especially with the pride of their navy still bottled up in Aberdeen.

It wasn't to say that he didn't have his own forces at the base, but the two cruisers and handful of destroyers and frigates would get blasted if it attempted to intercept the more powerful Occitanian force. Especially if they were coming to Quiller's Cove.

But why wouldn't they? It was the furthest Javan outpost this far west and the last stopping point before entering the territory of the Fourth Vector. It's strategic position near the middle of east and west made it a prize for any commander who had the will to take it. And this Occitanian force had both the will, reason, and muscle to snatch it from his grasp.

After several moments spent peering out at the bay, his deputy, Lt. Settler, finally entered the room. In his hand was a fresh dispatch.

"Latest orders from the Admiralty, Commodore," said Settler before handing off the dispatch.

Lucas took the dispatch from his deputy and quickly scanned the contents.

ATTN: COMMODORE STANHOPE LUCAS

REINFORCEMENTS ARE ON THE WAY. STAND FAST TO KEEP THE OCCITANIAN FLEET AT BAY. THE EMPEROR EXPECTS YOU TO DO YOUR DUTY TO THE UTMOST.

ADMIRAL PERCIVAL BANCROFT

COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF, IMPERIAL JAVAN NAVY

Lucas scoffed at the message and crumbled it up, tossing it in the nearby trash. Even in wartime, the stiff-necked Bancroft couldn't keep his haughtiness or hatred at a minimum. As if it had to be stated that he would do his duty to the utmost. That should have been implied without an additional thought.

Yet, in a way, the news was positive. Reinforcements were coming. The question was from where? They were still a good distance from Java so any ships coming from that direction may only find the smoking ruins of Quiller's Cove should the Occitanians decide to press their advantage. Likewise, Jack Easterbrook was still in the Vector, but he was also a good distance away and would need the extra time to arrive. Neither position seemed great.

He once more looked out the window toward the harbor, his eyes catching the sight of one of the garrison artillery pieces being rolled into place. They were lucky in that regard, in that the base was well-stocked with enough artillery to make assaulting it a costly affair for any attacking power but that was a last resort. Even the artillery wouldn't be able to hold this force off for very long.

Even still, it was the best he had to work with. And if he had to make his last stand at Quiller's Cove, Lucas was determined to make history with the story of how they made the Occitanians bleed for every drop of land they sought.

Lucas turned around to look at his deputy. "Settler, the submarine pickets that are guarding the western approaches to the island, I want you to give order to move them."

Settler looked at him with a confused expression. "Move them, sir?"

"Yes," said Lucas with a nod. "I want you to position them just a few miles out from the entrance to the harbor. I want you to array them in a semi-circle for a defensive position. If any Occitanian forces come within range, they are to sink as many of them as they can before retreating back to the base."

Settler nodded. "I'll radio the order out to the sub commanders at once, sir."

"Get another message out while you're at it," added Lucas. "Everyone is to be on the highest alert for enemy activity. I want everyone prepared like we could be attacked at any moment."

Settled saluted. "I'll get it out right away, sir."

The deputy quickly turned heel and left the office. Lucas gave one last glance out to the harbor before turning to his desk. Looking at his command radio, he was tempted to give a warning out to Jack. An Occitanian force this far west could spell trouble for him as well, especially with two battleships. He'd had only the briefest of contact with him, being out of radio range that meant they could only rely on dispatches. Even still, he'd want to be warned if the shoe was on the other foot and Lucas was the one in the Vector.

The commodore rose from his desk and quickly left his office. His footsteps echoed throughout the top floor hallway as he made his way to the opposite side of the building. He barreled into the communications room, finding Settler at work carrying out his previous orders.

"Settler, one more thing," said Lucas. "Get a message out to Jack Easterbrook at once."

*****

As soon as the meeting with the Javan officers was over, Andros was the first to approach Jack. "So, Commander, I take it you're probably eager to see your ships after all this time? And see what we've managed to do to repair them?"

Jack smiled and nodded. "Andros, you read my mind. I'd be delighted to see the progress on them. You've come with the highest esteem from the king and I can't wait to see your work."

Andros grinned. "I think you'll be pleased. We learned a lot about ship design just from the work with your own engineers during this time. I think His Majesty will be pleased to learn that I have several ideas for the future of the Sorellan navy."

"Very intrigued," said Heron, joining the conversation. "And anxious to see what you've come up with."

"Well, let's linger here no more then," said Andros. "Let's go see the ships!"

Jack and Heron followed after Andros with Abigail right behind them. Noticeably, Greg chose to stay behind. "I'm just going to catch up with the other officers for a moment," said Greg as he thumbed his finger back to the others.

Jack looked back to where he was pointing, not surprised to see a very expectant Lt. Noble watching the marine. "No problem, I understand," said Jack with a laugh.

It was just the four of them that emerged out of the barracks and walked the short distance down to the docks. It was obvious from their course that they were headed first for theTiger, settled in at her berth near the end of the dock.

"We were able to fix all the minor deck damage to your ship," said Andros with a toothy smile while gesturing to the destroyer. "The toughest problem was trying to fix the hull. I think we have it patched up for the time being but it wasn't without some difficulty!"

"I'm relieved to hear you say that," said Jack.

Andros led them up the walkway to the destroyer and pointed out each spot where the repairs had taken place.

"Looks great," said Jack. "Your attention to detail is fantastic. It's like she was hardly damaged at all."

Andros beamed with pride. "It was a learning experience, that's for sure. But I'm rather proud of the job we were able to do with her."

Jack ran his fingers over the bow. "How long did it take you to fix her?"

"Not long once your engineers arrived and helped us mold the steel and then bolt and weld it to the hull," said Andros. "She's been ready to go for about two days now."

"Impressive, Andros! Very impressive," said Jack. "Let's see the other ships!"

Andros nodded and pointed toward the dry docks. "Those two are nearly done as well. Come, let's go over."

The small group made their way off the destroyer and crossed all the way from the end of the quay over to the other two warships. Being that they were both being worked on in the middle of the dry dock, they wouldn't be able to board them, so Andros stood nearby each of them and pointed out the work.

"First, theDestiny," said Andros proudly. "She only needed some minor cosmetic repairs but we put her in dry dock to give her a full examination."

Jack nodded. "And what did you think?"

The engineer started to laugh before waving his hand dismissively. "Nothing a worry now. All that damage has been fixed."

"Fantastic job," said Jack. "TheDestiny seemed to have the least damage, but she's our most important ship. I can't let anything happen to her."

"This is a mighty fine warship, Jack," said Andros. "I've made some sketches of her blueprints as well as her weapons. I don't think we'll be able to recreate them any time soon, however, I think this will do wonders for our own naval technology moving forward."

"Are you going to tell him about the surprise?" asked Abigail to Andros. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, enough to make Jack feel a little confused.

"Ah, yes, the surprise!" said Andros as he clapped his hands together. "Come right over here."

The group walked a short distance away where a small amount of ordnance was stationed for loading onto theDestiny. Jack counted about twenty shells of the same caliber, and Andros walked up to the nearest one and began to tap against it.

"We were authorized to give you quite the surprise as an update to your ordnance for theDestiny, Jack," said Andros. "These are no ordinary explosive shells. These are more . . . incendiary in nature."

Jack raised an eyebrow. "Incendiary?"

Heron interrupted. "They're Sorellan fire canisters, Jack," he said proudly. "I gave the orders to him to give you the original shot, but Andros was able to make them into canisters so that they can be fired by your guns."

"So you mean these can be fired by our regular guns?" asked Jack. "And I imagine it's a similar range as the other shot?"

"Exactly, Jack. Adding these canisters with the Sorellan fire will give you quite an impressive weapon in your arsenal," said Andros.

"We figured any alliance with each other that had a technology exchange shouldn't only go one way," said Heron. "Since you were already familiar with the Sorellan fire from the war, I figured it was worth outfitting your ship with it."

"This is amazing," whispered Jack as his fingers brushed against the cold, steel canister.

"Just be careful when you use it," said Andros as he raised both hands. "It's extremely hard to extinguish!"

"Oh, he knows," said Heron. "He's seen it in action."

"This is quite the weapon to bestow on us, Heron," said Jack. "I thank you both greatly for your work."

"I'm proud to share the technology with an ally," said Heron with a grin.

"Come," said Andros. "Let's see the last ship!"

They continued walking until they came to the last ship, theValiant. Jack's eyes roamed over the vessel, the one he was most familiar with and had commanded the longest.

"Finally, we come to theValiant," said Andros. "She's in much the same situation as theTiger. All the damage to her deck has been nearly repaired. However, there is one exception to her that we weren't able to fix." Andros pointed to the still ruined rear turret.

"I had wondered about that," said Jack. "No luck on the turret then?"

"It wasn't for a lack of trying," said Andros while shaking his head. "The problem is the gun barrels themselves, which have to be cast. Since we don't have the technology ourselves to do the casting, it would take much longer for something new to be made. It would be several more weeks in the future if you were willing to wait."

Jack quickly shook his head. "I don't think we can afford to wait that long. Time is always against us. At least we still have four other turrets to use."

"I don't like not being able to complete a job in time," said Andros. "But this one was just beyond our scope. I'm hoping you'll be able to forgive me for that lapse."

Jack clapped the engineer on his back. "Don't think anything of it. What you've done has been nothing short of incredible. Besides, one missing turret won't hamper us much. We need to look on the bright side."

"At least your ammunition might last you a little longer with less guns," said Andros.

Jack started to laugh. "I think you're right!"

"Before I forget, there was also the problem with the leak below deck on theValiant," said Andros. "We were able to find the source of it and fix the issue. Nothing major but one of the coils from your conditioning units wasn't sealed properly. We were able to fix the issue and you shouldn't see that leak any longer."