Starlight Gleaming Ch. 18

Realization crossed her face. Then she narrowed her gaze. "You're still staring at me."

"Get undressed, Janetta." Took off my neckerchief and started unbuttoning my shirt.

"Because...?"

"I haven't seen you since breakfast, my lovely warrior, and I've missed you. Right now, I need to be inside you."

Her eyes narrowed belligerently. "Maybe I shouldn't. I offered to wash your back and you threw it back into my face. What kind of shitty thing was that to do?"

"You offered that only because you wanted to bargain with me. If I have a problem with you, Janetta, I will discuss with you, warrior to warrior. After the chase last night, and seeing you run from me just now, you've aroused me, Janetta. I need to feel your wet, tight heat wrapped around my cock while I kiss your sweet, wonderful mouth. I am asking you, the most beautiful woman in the world, to share your body with me."

After kicking off my shoes, I pushed down underwear and trousers, and my hard cock sprang free, bouncing about for emphasis.

"Okay, that's a decent save." Her face flushed, Janetta eyed my erection as she unbuttoned her shirt.

"Did you really like me chasing you last night?" I stretched.

"Yes," she admitted quietly, tossing her shirt. It landed on a chair near her desk.

"How about when I caught you? Did you like that, too?"

"All of it made me wet for you." She unhooked her bra and tossed it next to the shirt. She carefully set her own weapon belt onto her desk.

"Do you need me to chase you now?"

"No. Between last night, what you just said, the look you're giving me right now and seeing your hard cock is enough persuasion for me to fuck. As in fuck me hard and fast, Kandikan, no messing around."

She smirked as she turned her back to me, then leaned over and opened the fancy brass clamps on her combat boots. Stepped out of them, she stood up long enough to unbuckle her belt, open her trousers, and push them and her panties down. Paused as she bent over, looking at me over her shoulder to see my reaction.

My heart skipped a beat seeing her beauty. Smooth copper skin, hint of breast and the flawless round globes of her smooth butt cheeks. The droopy pouch and fur-covered cleft between long, lean legs revealed as she briefly bent over. My pulse quickened and I clenched my groin muscles, hardening my cock even further.

"Another second or two, and I'll mount you right there," I warned.

She rose and turned.

"Aren't you going to close the door?" she asked as I advanced to embrace her. She stepped back, sat and then clambered backwards toward the center of the bed.

"Nope. Don't care who knows what I'm going to do to you." I followed her. "Besides, they know what's going to happen anyway."

"What about your girls?"

Freezing, I winced. "Good point."

Shoving the door closed, I quickly closed the distance between us.

Her black eyes glittered at me, her chin out. "You're getting pretty demanding, you know that? Coming in here, telling me you want me to fuck for you. Like I was one of your other women. Like my pussy at your beck and call." Her legs parted as I moved over her.

"There is no one else like you, Janetta."

"Damn right, Kandikan."

She bit her lower lip as I rubbed my engorged crown along her folds. I coated her outer lips and my tip with her juices. Once I was lined up, our eyes locked. Pressing into her, the head of my cock passed her outer barrier. Just beyond that, I found the liquid heat pooled inside her pink tunnel. Almost withdrew, then pushed back in into her for depth. Inhaling at the sensation, her eyes widened as I began opening her up. Using my cock to excavate down into her heated core, digging for all her inner-most secrets, revealing and touching all those intimate places a lover learns.

I paused once I was fully engulfed within her tight, yielding sheath. My weight settled onto her hips and I leaned close, brushing my lips across her chin, cheek, and mouth.

"I love you so much," I breathed. "I never get enough of you."

Running her hands along my shoulders, her face looked at my body with approval, then she arched up briefly, watching as I plunged and disappeared into her center. Feeling me impale her.

Janetta moaned and laid back. "Gods, Ranji, you are so deep inside me, and you are so damned thick. We've done this so many times, yet every time it surprises me with how incredible you make me feel. Almost overwhelming."

She gasped, her fingers tightening as she gripped me harder. Her legs wrapped around me, her hips thrusting back, urging me on even as she engulfed my length again.

"It's the same for me," I grunted. "You feel amazing."

Braced on my elbows, I worked away, giving her slow, firm strokes, opening up and stretching her tight sheath.

Breathing deep and eyes dilated, her face flushed with growing arousal. More wetness spilled out as I probed her heated pussy.

"You put up with me because you love me." I brushed her swollen lips again, and she opened her mouth so our tongues could briefly touch.

"Apparently, I am a love-struck woman controlled by her pussy. Or controlled by your cock." Reaching down, she pushed up against my hips, then pulled me back down, grunting, urging me to pump faster. Deeper. "Probably both." A grunt and a sigh, then, "Oh yeah, it's both."

"Just thinking about you gets me hard, Janetta." Pushing until I was fully ensconced within her sheath, I rolled my hips in a wide circle, exploring her intimate depths.

"I love you, Ranji. Uh! Sometimes it overwhelms me how much I feel for you. But sometimes I wonder why I put up with you. You aren't... ah... the easiest man to live with. Gods, you make it hard for a woman to think straight."

"It's because I love not only your body, but also your mind and fierce warrior heart. Besides, your pussy loves my talented cock."

She snorted as I lifted up her legs and put them onto my shoulders, spreading her wide. Her eyes grew bigger then rolled back as I slipped just ever so much deeper into her body. I loved the feel of her ridged, muscular flesh wrapped tightly around my length. I also loved how her wet pussy lips kissed my balls.

"You do have first-rate equipment. Oh! Mmm. Not over large, but respectable. Insistent and demanding. Dangerous if ignored. Oh, fuck, Ranji. Fuck!" Her hands wrapped around my arms braced on either side of her. My hips bounced up and down, pumping into her depths, stirring up her frothy center.

Janetta's face echoed the pleasure she felt. Panting as her nipples hardened and her breasts rolled with my thrusting into her. Again and again, savoring the frisking of our joining. Looking down, I watched her lower lips disappear with each insertion into her core. Then watched dark tender petals glistening wetly as they reappeared as I nearly withdrew, only to return to her pussy's loving, intimate caress of my hard shaft.

"Janetta, I love you so much sometimes I can barely contain myself."

Sliding down, I worked my tip just inside. My mouth latched onto one nipple, sucking and flicking it with my tongue while my free hand squeezed the other globe.

"What you're doing feels good," she grunted. "But I'm not seeing stars yet, Kandikan."

I paused, enjoying the feeling of my erection buried within her wet, snug folds.

Seconds ticked by, and she frowned. "What? Why did you stop?"

"I'm supposed to make you beg."

Her mouth dropped. "Gods of North and South, I don't fucking believe it! You did it to me again! You are balls deep in my pussy, getting me all worked up - and now you have the gall to say you want me to beg you? You came to me, Kandikan. Told me you needed to fuck. Not the other way around. I agreed because I love you. I could be downstairs right now - eating chocolate-pecan cookies!"

Pursing my lips regretfully, I shrugged.

Her black eyes looked up at me, proud and full of challenge. "I'm giving up delicious, mouth-watering cookies for you because I think you're special." Her voice rose a notch. "Chocolate-pecan, Kandikan! Every second, my need for cookies gets stronger. Stop dicking around! Either fuck or get off!"

"Glad to know I rate better than cookies."

Janetta growled dangeroulsy. "Do not underestimate the power of cookies, Kandikan. Especially chocolate-pecan! Keep it up and I'll buy me a bag of new boyfriends every week."

I growled back, nipping at her neck.

"I feel guilty for getting you in trouble," she grumbled. "and you're milking this for all you're worth. Prick. Asshole."

I not only resumed thrusting, I picked up the pace. My hips began dropping onto hers, slamming her with my weight. Again and again, I opened her sheath from vulva to womb with my hard shaft. Her anger gave way to sensation as her eyes lost focus and her mouth opened.

"Better?" I panted out.

"Cookies losing now," she gasped, still sassy. "Barely. Need more ass work."

My balls slapped louder and wetter against her rear. Stretched her pussy around my length as I speared into her tender, wet, yielding center.

"Still not enough asswork, Kandikan," she grunted.

She made noises of approval at my renewed efforts.

Every half-dozen strokes or so I switched it up, grinding and twisting my hips, forcing my fat knob from side to side as I probed her depths. Followed by more slams against her swollen, wet center. Her wetness spilled out, coating my balls and our thighs.

Janetta began crying out as I vigorously pumped and prodded her pussy, my hips slapping hard against her wet mound. Locked eyes with her as I took her.

She huffed for air as I stirred her center to a heated, squishy boil.

Pressure built in my balls. Janetta's grip tightened, and she grunted out, "Fuck me!"

I slowed down, raising my eyebrows. "What was that?"

"Ranji!" she growled, and punched my shoulder. "Argh! Damn you! Fucking move, Kandikan! Stop teasing me, damn it. Fuck me with that cock, or I will roll you over and you will learn the meaning of begging!" Then she punched the other shoulder.

"Say it again, Janetta," I insisted.

"I said fuck me, damn you! Fuck me!" She glared at me in growing frustration, digging her fingers into my arms. "Merciless prick! I was so damn close!"

Once again I piled hard into her.

Moving the angle of entry higher, I moved my hands and pushed her thighs downward, folding her in half. Pinned to the mattress, her mound lifted off the bed. The curly hair framing her ruddy, enlarged pussy lips glistened wetly around my shaft. My hips bucked as I pistoned within her trembling cavity, my pubic bone thrummed against her hidden clit. She moaned almost continuously as she hung on. I thrust harder into her pussy, my hips slapping against her sex.

Tension coiled tighter. When I felt the release begin, I let go her thighs and grabbed her shoulders. Dropped hard onto her hips and shoved roughly into her depths.

"I love you, Janetta."

I grunted, trying my best to push even deeper into her loins. My cock spewed out lines of sperm, dousing the gateway to her womb and filling her with my sticky heat.

"Oh, gods!"

Her hands flew to my ass, nails digging in as she tried to pull me inside even deeper. Her legs wrapped around me, rolling her hips and clutching tight as she whimpered, grinding out her need against my body. Then she froze, shuddering as her walls suddenly convulsed around my pulsing cock. Rippling inward, her pussy milked my entire length as her senses were overwhelmed. Each tease had worked to intensify the final explosive detonation within her core. Our mouths sought and found each other, eager and hungry for yet more contact.

Heart-hammering seconds as we blissfully hung on, kissing, putting off the growing need for air while her body welcomed my offering into her inner sanctum.

As the ejaculations faded, Janetta loosened her grip, both of us heaving for air. Beads of sweat blossomed on her forehead. Her face was a fascinating mix of intense love and desire to commit murder.

"You are such a shitload of complications, Ranji Kandikan. If I weren't coming so good right now, I swear I'd bite you till I drew blood."

"Any stars, my fierce warrior?"

"Not saying," she grumbled."All right, Kandikan. Which one of my bitches told you to make me beg?"

"I am sure revealing that would be a bad idea. I'm supposed to protect and love them, too."

"Kandikan," she warned, her eyes narrowing.

"Nope."

"Fine. I will find out without your help." Nodding to herself, she continued. "Yes. It will be good to remind them all that I am the Queen Bitch and they are my bitches first and yours second. In the meantime, you are not allowed to fuck anyone else on those other couches until you and I break them in."

I tried kissing her, but she pulled away.

"You may have pleased my pussy, but I am more than a little peeved at you." She pushed at my shoulders. "Get up, Kandikan. Payload's been delivered and it's leaking everywhere. I'm hungry and I'm going to have cookies before dinner - because I fucking deserve it!"

"Hang on." Pulling her to my chest, I slid one arm around her and another behind her butt.

"What-?" she said as I lifted her up. Her arms clutched me tighter and her legs squeezed my waist.

I carried her to the bathroom, setting her down in front of the toilet.

Adjusting onto the seat after she let me go, she squatted and emptied her bladder as her pussy drained. "You get me irritated, and then you do something considerate like this. Stopping both times was flat out mean. You don't need to work at being more complicated, you know."

"It wasn't that awful. Delaying release can intensify the final result."

In the mirror, I saw her frown as I began to shave. "Are you going out?"

My face lathered up, I picked up the razor. "After dinner, I'll read to the girls, but yes. I need to head back to work."

"Okay, maybe I"m not that peeved." Her demeanor softened. "Will you be coming home tonight? I don't sleep well when you're not here, Ranji. You were gone so long, and I just got you back."

"I know what you meant. I hope to be back later," I assured her. "It depends on how much I can get done. Tomorrow morning at start of shift there's going to be three hundred plus people looking for things to do. Some of the things they were working on need to be reviewed to see if it was being done correctly and not for criminal purposes, and that any victims were treated fairly. With Doyya, Jay, and Pen, I have senior officers I can depend upon. But I'm short an XO and I also need two company commanders. Pen will be there sometime tomorrow, but Jay won't join us for at least a week because he has to wait until he's relieved. My command, if they even have a morale rating that registers - it's in the toilet. I'd love to stay here and hold you, gazing into your eyes and whisper how much I adore you - which I do, by the way. Voyacherno left behind a shattered regiment with a shit reputation. I'm the CO, and that means I"m in charge. First thing I need to do is take stock of the situation and give those who remain direction and a sense of purpose."

Finished with her business, Janetta wiped, then washed her hands in the adjacent sink.

"What am I going to do with you?" The irritation in her voice was gone. "You gave me a raft of shit while you fucked my brains out. I understand what it means to wear your grade on your shoulders. Yes, more powerful people gave you steps up, but each time you proved yourself capable." Her hand touched my back as she moved behind me. "You won a huge victory, Ranji. Huge! Voyacherno and Tonca turned this war base into a no-man's land. The law is back in town, and you've already made it safer for all of us. I can run my crew and fly my aircraft, and I can even plan a sortie. I guess it never occurred to me about how much work you have ahead of you. The woman I am isn't happy, but the officer understands the call of duty. How much will we even see you?"

I scraped away at my face. "In the days ahead, I will do my very best to be home for dinner every night, to spend some time with you and the other women, intimate and otherwise, and to spend time and read to my girls. I don't plan for this schedule to be permanent, Janetta, but I do expect I'll have a lot of long days. The Air Marshal or his representatives will arrive in about sixty days to see how I measure up. Because of my age, I may have rank, but I lack command experience-"

"Stop right there, Kandikan. Yes, you lack years of experience that others of your grade have. But I've seen you interact with your people. I heard from Ixma and Calia about the volunteers who helped move us into this place while Zinja, Cholan, and I were laid up in the hospital. An entire busload of people, Ranji! They weren't ordered to help. They volunteered - because of you. You had that kind of effect on others after being in charge for a couple of months! I've talked to Chita and Doyya and some of the others. Trust me. Don't worry about your leadership ability."

"Thank you, Janetta. I appreciate your support. That's why I'm going in tonight. I need to hit the ground running. I need to learn procedures and processes I'm not familiar with, and I need to learn them fast. Besides the morale issue, I need to recruit heavily to rebuild the unit's strength. Those we have left are probably in shock, wondering what all the changes mean, and where they will fit in the scheme of things. By the gods, I don't even have a head count yet. I have a vision of what I want, and I need to see what's possible. I want to coordinate more closely with Ground Security, like possibly shared patrols and shared training. Get our hand back into supporting the bus service. I want the civilian dependents to stop being afraid of Air Security. First, though, I need to focus on the basics. If I don't satisfy the Air Marshal, my next posting could be at Southern Star War Base."

Southern Star War Base was a research facility on the frozen continent at the south pole. There was a Ground Service company there, and maybe two hundred research scientists. Rumor was the penguins were friendly, and sometimes the aquatic birds gave pity dates to those especially hard-up with cabin fever. That was the rumor, anyway.

Truthfully, I was more than a little afraid that I'd fail. There were good people I knew I could depend upon. And after the examinations, those still in the regiment were at least willing to do their jobs. If I failed, ending the Protection Orders might be the least of the fallout.

It was Janetta's words that she used over and over to her crew and to Doyya that came to me, giving me resolve.

I am a warrior and I am still standing. Keep repeating that to yourself, I thought. This, too, is just another battle.

Distracted, I nicked myself, and grumbled.

Janetta stared at me. "If you got transferred out, Ranji, I think that would about kill me. My crew, too. You have two girls, but their mothers work for me. How would that even work?"

I shook my head. "That doesn't even bear thinking about. I know this time ahead will be a hardship for all of us." After rinsing the blade, I quickly finished up the edges. "I made a commitment to each of you, and the most I can give is a few hours in the evening, and some time sleeping in bed with you. Part of me fears it may come back to haunt me. But I myself need that time with you and the rest of my family. I know I can be a hardship to live with, Janetta. Here I am, like a beggar, asking for even more sacrifices from you and the others. For that, I am truly sorry."

"We'll get through it," she assured me. "I'll talk with the others. Dinner and the reading time will mean a lot for all of us, Ranji. Not just your daughters, but for us, too."