Project - Prometheus Ch. 39

"But I'll tell you right now; take that type of tone with any of my ladies again, and I'll fuck you up so bad, that your own mother won't know what the fuck to make of you. Do I make myself clear?"

"Crystal," Matthias nodded, seeing that Alex was dead serious about carrying out that warning. "Anyway, it wasn't until the last few years that we got together a crew large enough to try raiding the town of Tanith's Gully. Lot of our recruits who joined us were from there, every one of them looking to just vanish, where no one could find them."

"Is that where the guy who stuck you was picked up from?" Korsa asked.

"Yeah. Rod always was a pain in the ass and a headache from time to time, but he always pulled his weight. He was always intuitive, and he proved himself to be more than capable of handling things himself if things went to shit," Mattias continued.

"You didn't hear about the rumblings back home? About how a few folks had heard some disturbing shit of him trying to take over?" one of the nearby Shadow Dancers asked, as one of Dagan's men patched her up.

"No, I didn't! What did you hear, Dana?" Matthias pressed.

"That there was something planned about him making his final move against you and Gloria. He was only waiting for the go ahead from his boss, before he did anything solid," the woman stated as her arm and shoulder were bandaged.

"Fuck!!! How could this have happened right under our noses?!?" Matthias groused.

"Probably when you started taking recruits from Tanith's Gully. Odds are, the Confeds got orders to integrate into whatever was left here on Prodosia. From there, they were all to play their parts as they should be, while waiting for the final order to come down. Once it did, they would all be in positions of power, which would give them what they needed to take things over without much of a fight," Alex surmised.

"You seem awful familiar with Confed tactics," Matthias accused.

"Actually, it's more like the Confeds took the idea of it from chess. You strategically position your pieces on the board, make whatever sacrifices you need, and when the timing is right, you strike. Often, when all the pieces fall into place, you only need one final move to end the game," Alex replied. Matthias wore a look of revelatory disbelief, but it was obvious that all the pieces were fitting together into a picture he didn't like.

"You said you recruited a lot of people from Tanith's Gully to join your group and raid the settlement. Odds are, most of them were probably Confederate sleeper agents, under Rod's command," Natalya put forward.

"Sargol... he must have been the one to start all this shit! I remember people saying about how he had been here for a while, since just after the Bombardment. If he is a Confed spy, as my men and Captain Sunara believe, then the odds are that he is the one pulling all the strings," Dagan interjected.

"And... I used him... as an informant..." Matthias breathed, now aware of how stupid he'd been in trusting that man!

"Believe us now? About these people who might well be Confed spies then?" Korsa queried.

"Too much of what you say adds up for it to seem like a lie! I knew Sargol was into some shady shit, but him as a spy? I thought he was too small-minded for things like that!" Matthias groaned.

"People who stab you in the back are the ones you least suspect. They always appear to be on your side, while they prep the knife for the killing blow," Shazza told him.

"Speaking from experience, miss...?"

"Shazza, and yes. More experience than I'd like to have, to be honest," she replied, with a grim look on her face.

"I need to warn them!!" Matthias said frantically, as he grabbed at his pocket, pulling out an archaic-looking comms device.

"Warn who?" Alex questioned as he put his hand on his sidearm.

"My mom and anyone over at home base! She's all I got!" Mathias almost pleaded.

"Make the call, and I pray that she picks up!" Alex told him earnestly. Matthias breathed a bit easier and activated the device, hoping and praying that his mom got the signal in time.

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Gloria was walking home with her husband, Jonathan, as they had enjoyed an evening out for their tenth anniversary. The night was crisp, yet warm enough for her to walk around in the green dress without freezing. Jonathan was in a short-sleeved dress shirt and black slacks, which made his muscular frame stand out all the more.

Jonathan Renauld was a sturdy man, with dirty blond hair, blue eyes and chiseled good looks that made him appear to be a real-life version of Captain America. The man walked with a solid, yet fluid gait, which conveyed that he was someone who would put up a fight, if you were stupid enough to challenge him. The tightly packed muscles on his frame spoke of his dedication to staying fit, but also the raw power he commanded.

He not only had the physique and stamina but also the mindset of a soldier. Though he had spent a good deal of time in the Federation military, those days were over. He was retired now and living his life as a schoolteacher, with his wife Gloria and his son, Matthias. It was a simple life, but one he had taken on with great gusto, which Gloria appreciated to no end.

Gloria was a lithe, yet strong ebon skinned woman, that literally looked like a goddess out of the old Earth legends. Almond-shaped green eyes, skin that was smoother than silk, was paired with a voluptuous frame that could only be an hourglass in shape. She stood at about five-foot nine, and had a dancer's physique, which completed the look she had that drew many male eyes.

She was easily as fit as her husband was, having been a fitness enthusiast for years before meeting her husband. While she wasn't military like he was, she did just as much as he did to stay fit and after a decade of marriage, she still caught his eye whenever he saw her. It surprised that even after all this time, Jonathan was still as enamored of her as he was from that first date.

"Eeeek! Jonny, we're in public!" she squealed as he kissed her neck.

"Does it look like I care? Let people stare if they want! They should see how a man should look at his wife after ten years together," he chuckled as he kissed her neck again.

Truthfully, it was taking all of Gloria's willpower to not jump her husband right there in the street! He knew how much his neck kisses turned her on and she was trying to fob him off with little success. As they kept walking down the road to their small house, Gloria's breathing became a little more erratic, as what she had planned for the man came into her mind's eye.

"Just so you know, I am going to have my way with you, sir, before this night is over," she told him.

"As my lady wishes, so it shall be," he grinned, and she giggled at how much of a nerd he was being.

She loved having Jonathan back after his tours in the military. Gloria always worried that she'd get that call or a visit from other men in uniform, telling her that he wasn't coming home. Him coming home after he'd done his last tour had been one of the happiest days in her life. Now that he was home for good, there would be no more goodbyes for a long while.

Leaning into her man, the pair ambled across the street and up to their home. It was on the outskirts of Heliopolis, but it was a fairly new building, and there were skeletons of other homes not far from theirs. This place would soon be a new suburb, and little Matthias would soon have some kids his own age to play with. They walked up the step to their new home, opened the door, and walked in.

"Hello? Mrs. Renauld?" came the teenaged voice of Nadia, their babysitter.

"Hey, Nadia! Did he behave himself?" Gloria asked, wondering if her son had listened to Nadia this time around.

"That he did! He was the perfect little gentleman! Wherever the little troublemaker he used to be has gone, it's like he stayed gone!" Nadia told the couple.

"Glad to hear it! Any chance of looking after Matti sometime in the next few weeks?" Jonathan asked.

"I'll have to double check my schedule back home, then I'll let you know in the next few days," Nadia told him.

"Great!"

"Oh, and here you are! A little extra for agreeing to stay late!" Gloria said to the girl as she transferred the credits to the babysitter's credstick.

"Thanks, Mrs. Renauld! This will be handy getting that hoverbike I've been wanting!" Nadia enthused.

"Just make sure that you take the proper safety courses and not those cheap ones! Hoverbikes can be dangerous when you don't have the proper training!" Jonathan told her.

"Don't worry, I will! Oh, and my dad said to tell you that poker night is still on! He's looking forward to 'kicking your ass'," Nadia giggled.

"Tell him this, from me. 'It's on like Donkey Kong!'," Jonathan laughed. Gloria shook her head as they bid Nadia good night and locked the door behind her. It was then that Jonathan's arms wrapped around her and pulled her body into his.

"Ah, ah, ah! Go and check that Matti is asleep! Once you confirm he is, find me in our bedroom," Gloria told him huskily.

Jonathan grunted in dismay, but he knew it was temporary as he headed up the stairs to check on their son. Gloria was right behind him and headed down the hall to where their bedroom was located. He noted she put an extra sway to her step, making her ass bounce left and right, drawing his gaze. Jonathan was going to make her pay for that, and he'd ensure that he took it out on her round and ample rear.

He quietly opened his son's door and poked his head into the room. He saw Matthias was sound asleep, and heard the slow and even drawing of breath, that marked that his son was indeed sleeping. Smiling to himself, Jonathan stepped away from the door and shut it behind him silently. From there, he padded over to the room he shared with his wife, and was pleasantly surprised with what he'd found when he got there.

Gloria was leaning up against their bed, looking at him sultrily, but his attention wasn't on her face. It was on her body and what she was wearing, which was a set of golden yellow lingerie. It was a full bra and panty set, complete with stockings and a garter belt, which made her dark skin pop out all the more. Jonathan closed the distance instantly, wrapping his wife up in his arms as his lips sought hers.

Giggling as he kissed her, Gloria pushed her body against his six-foot-three frame, letting her desire for him be known. Jonathan broke off the kiss and Gloria turned around, pushing her ass against his crotch, further stiffening his already hard dick. Her husband groaned and grabbed her by the hips, pulling her deep into him. She moaned at this move, sighing in approval at his initiative.

"Wha—a thong??" Jonathan asked as his hands skimmed over her bare ass, barely finding any cloth on it.

"You disapprove?" Gloria almost pouted.

"Quite the opposite!" Jonathan rumbled.

The beast that was his desire took hold of him and he started peeling Gloria's bra off her lithe frame. She could feel his large hands cupping her breasts, gently caressing and squeezing them as he kissed her neck again. This sent shivers through her body and her breath hitched as Jonathan made his way down her spine, sending Gloria off to cloud nine.

She leaned forward onto the bed, bracing herself on it, and she felt her husband's mouth on her ample rump. He kissed his way down to the small of her back and, using his teeth, he peeled her thong off her dripping pussy. Gloria's eyes widened as she felt her panties slide down her legs, and Jonathan's mouth found its way between her cheeks.

His hot breath found its way to her moist little hole, his tongue flicking out to taste her essence. Gloria yipped in delight at her husband's attentions, pushing her as back into his face as he ate her out. Jonathan took it all and more, even taking a moment to rim her a bit. This sent Gloria over the edge, wanting her husband to fill her with that dick of his.

"Cock, cock, cock!" she chanted, demanding that he break out her favorite toy.

"What's the magic word?" he teased, breathing into her ear.

"PLEASE!!! Put that cock in me!" Gloria begged, needing it badly.

"Good girl," he told her, as he pushed down so she was bent over the bed.

She could hear him unzip his pants just moments before she felt his cockhead probing her puffy pussy lips. Her breath came in a ragged gasp as Jonathan pushed dick into her tight canal, stretching her inner walls. The joyous rapture that bloomed through her was enough to make her visibly shudder. This simple act pushed her towards the very edge of orgasm, and Gloria knew it would hit her like a haymaker punch.

Her arousal came down a notch or two, as Jonathan sat there for a moment, letting her get used to his thick cock. He then slid it out, then pushed back into her, cranking her arousal up once more. Gloria was delirious with pleasure as Jonathan savaged her, his dick sawing in and out of her quim. She bit her bottom lip, as she could feel the rush of an orgasm creep up on her like a thief in the night.

She lost count of how many times his dick slid into her pussy, but she knew that it was enough to bring her right to the edge of bliss. Gloria tried to prolong the pleasure and make it last, but her body soon betrayed her. The blooming, clenching feeling overtook her, and she spasmed as she came, her pussy walls squeezing her husband's cock.

Jonathan was right behind her in his own orgasm, as his wife had dressed to entice him. He'd had a raging boner all evening, and he finally had a chance to use it on her, to show her just how much he appreciated her efforts to seduce him. Clenching his teeth, Jonathan growled like a feral animal as his dick expanded, then exploded, filling his wife with his seed.

"Uunngghhh... sooooo... gooooddd!" Gloria huffed as she brought her breathing back under control.

"Mmmmmmmm!" Jonathan grunted, agreeing with his lady love.

"Come... here... want to... taste... us..." Gloria told him.

Though his dick was spent for the moment, it jumped on hearing this idea, like it had a mind of its own. Jonathan often forgot how much of a freak his wife was, as she often did things that even porn stars wouldn't do on screen. He slowly pulled his half hard cock out of his wife and walked over to her. Gloria had rolled around onto her back and now lounged on the bed, crooking her finger at the man.

Jonathan held up a finger, having her wait for a moment as he doffed his clothing. Gloria made some cute noises, which told him all he needed to hear. He knew that his chiseled physique turned her on, and he had an idea of what she wanted. Once he was done with his clothes, he sauntered over, stopping at the edge of the bed.

Gloria nearly dove onto his dick, gobbling it up like it was the sweetest candy. She used her tongue to lick and tease the edges of his glans, making his eyes shoot wide open. He could feel her mouth envelop his cockhead, then gently suck on it, before her head bobbed up and down his shaft. Using her hands, she stroked his dick back to life as she blew him, a move that always had him ready to go in minutes.

Jonathan groaned as she sucked his dick, and as he watched his wife lap up every drop of their juices, his cock thickened once more. He had no idea how she did this, but he was awfully glad that she could drive his desire through the roof like this. It wasn't long before his manhood was hard, throbbing, and ready for more pussy.

Sensing his need, Gloria stopped sucking on him and scooted around the bed, until she was on her back, looking up at her husband. Before Jonathan could say anything, she reached down to her legs and grabbed them behind her knees. She then pulled them up, going so far, you'd have thought she was a yoga master for how far she was bending! He then heard two simple words that ignited his lust and desire for her instantly.

"Pillage me."

Still in shock at what he was seeing, Jonathan took a moment before he moved, lining up his dick with Gloria's waiting cunt. In seconds, he was balls deep in her, driving his dick all the way to the hilt. Gloria squealed at this, as the shock sent pleasing ripples through her body as her husband ravaged her.

Jonathan was no longer thinking rationally, relying only on what instinct told him. What it told him to do, was to have this woman again and again until he was utterly spent. With the way Gloria was writhing and moaning beneath him, it wasn't that difficult to go with it. His hips were a blur as they rose and fell, and the slap of flesh on flesh echoed through the room, turning their bed into a love swamp.

Gloria had nearly lost her mind with the mind-numbing sensations her husband was giving her. She was jittering every which way as many mingasms shot through her, making her move like she'd been juiced by a shock taser. Just at the edge of her mind, Gloria could feel a massive orgasm hovering out of reach, wanting to be brought out.

Taking matters into her own hands, she then pushed her husband off, becoming more feral in that moment. Jonathan would have protested, but he saw that look on her face and knew that it was best to give her what she wanted. He was soon on his back, with Gloria mounting him as she guided his dick to her quim. Once the head was past her nether lips, she shoved her hips down, her pussy consuming his cock.

They both crooned, as the sensation of it sent them both into overdrive. Gloria started moving her hips up and down, riding her husband as Jonathan drove his dick into her pussy, meeting her halfway with each stroke. The pair of them kept at this for a bit, losing all sense and concept of time as they made love.

Gloria's legs shook as she could feel her peak approaching her once more and she cried with each stroke that pushed her closer to it. Jonathan groaned and grunted as he too, neared his release, eager to fill his wife once more. The couple looked into each other's eyes and at that very moment; they came together, kissing each other as they did.

They screamed into the kiss, as they both lost their minds to the pleasure that soared through every nerve and fiber of their being. As the throes of release consumed them, Gloria collapsed atop Jonathan, her will to stay upright just gone in that moment. Jonathan caught her as she fell, using his strong arms to lay his wife next to him. He then pulled the blanket out from underneath them, settling it over their rapidly cooling bodies.

"Mmmmmm! Always... gets... better..." Gloria said as she smiled dreamily.

"Yes... ma'am! It... does..." Jonathan huffed, as his lungs strained to draw enough oxygen into his body.

"You know... you're going to... need to... move... your... office..." she said to him.

"Why?" he asked.

"New... arrival... soon..." she told him as she caressed her belly.

"What?" Jonathan breathed and Gloria nodded with happy tears in her eyes. "How long?"

"Five weeks in. I did eat a lot... at dinner," she reminded him.

Jonathan was beyond happy in that moment, as he would be a father a second time! Gloria focused on his smiling face, holding onto it as best as she could, as the memory she was reliving slowly faded out of existence.

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The woman tossed and turned in her bed, not wanting to come awake, but her body, as it always had, would betray her. Gloria focused on the dream itself, trying to make last as long as she could, but knowing that it would fade as she came to full wakefulness. Gloria sat in the dream a little bit longer, wanting to stay in it, as a remembrance of happier times. Back before she had lost the baby, when the Bombardment began.

Before Jonathan had been... she moaned as her eyes snapped open, and the woman groaned as reality washed over her yet again. She huffed as she blinked, her sight coming into focus against the midday light. Gloria yawned as she shook the lethargy out of her limbs, pushing herself back to work. The Shadow Dancers took a lot of effort and oversight to run, so she needed the occasional nap to get through the day.