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  “Maybe we don’t call it that,” I replied, then shifted uneasily.

  “Embarrassed?”

  “I’m more of a grower.”

  “Oh, by Oram,” Threed said and stood, stripping out of the rest of her outfit. The light in the room was low, coming in from windows at the top of the walls, and cast alluring shadows across her body—just enough to hide her landing strip and accentuate her breasts. “Any movement yet?”

  I checked, then shook my head.

  She frowned, walked over and suddenly knelt, pulling my pants and underwear down in a quick motion. My cock flopped out and sat there an inch from her face. At least it wasn’t like coming out of the freezing ocean, but it certainly wasn’t how I’d like to show off to someone for the first time. My hands moved to protest, but Threed slapped them away and took it with two fingers and a thumb, lifting it as if inspecting it.

  “You see, Sakurai,” she said, moving my dick as if showing off an animal to a potential buyer. “What’ya think?”

  “I think it’s something we can fix,” Sakurai stood now too, and stepped closer, undoing her blouse. Her tanned cleavage made her breasts appear like they wanted to burst out, and when she actually let them free, I felt a nudge downstairs.

  “Keep doing that,” Threed said, now with a hand on my balls, the other caressing my still semi-limp cock. It felt amazing, and the rush of blood started working its magic.

  As Sakurai ran one hand along the contour of her breasts, then went on to play with her nipple, she licked her lips and began undoing her skirt. She paused then, and shook her head.

  “Don’t stop now,” Threed said, holding my dick like a sausage. She kissed the tip and laughed. “Almost time for the feast.”

  “I want him to do the honors,” Sakurai said, and she beckoned to me.

  “Smart,” Threed said, moving back and kneeling on the floor as she watched.

  This whole telling me what to do business was somewhere between annoying and a turn on, so I decided to focus on the latter and go with it. Stripping off the rest of my clothes first, I approached Sakurai. It helped that, when her eyes flittered across my body, she caught her breath and made a low moaning sound. It didn’t hurt that I’d already been in pretty good shape before all of this recent fighting, and that, plus leveling up had made my muscles and especially my abs and chest really defined.

  Knowing she liked what she was seeing gave me an extra boost of excitement, and even before I reached her and had my fingers at the edge of her skirt and panties, I was at half-mast. Then I knelt and pulled, taking both with me, exposing her hips first. My hands kept moving and it was like they were separate from me, my focus suddenly pulled back as if I was watching it all from over my shoulder. I was there, willing it to move faster, but it continued in slow motion. The curve of her hip bone, led my gaze down and I kept looking for her bush, but it never came. Instead, her smooth skin led to her cleanly shaved pussy.

  I leaned in, moving my cheek along her thigh, then kissing and allowing my tongue to trace her hip bone, and she was running her hands along my head and then shoulders. I ran a hand between her thighs, feeling the wet lips of her pussy.

  She pulled me back, grinning at the sight of my cock now fully erect, bulging, ready to explode.

  “Am I right?” Threed said, watching us as her hand moved along her mound.

  “Looks delicious,” Sakurai said, pushing me to the couch. “You want first, or…?”

  Threed motioned for her to go on, now rubbing her clit and smiling as she prepared for the show.

  I leaned back, arms spread along the back of the couch, and watched Sakurai’s smooth body as she placed one knee to my left and then straddled me, both knees on the couch, and lowered herself onto my cock. My back arched as pleasure tingled my spine, her warmth engulfing me. It was the perfect fit—much tighter than I’d expected, considering her former profession. Or hey, maybe I was as big as they kept saying and just wasn’t giving myself credit. That thought turned me on even more and I felt it grow within her. She was leaning forward then, cradling my head into her breasts, moving up and down moaning, while Threed continued to watch hungrily between moments of eyes closing and being lost in moans herself.

  As sexy as this was, I reached out toward Threed, but Sakurai slapped my hand away.

  “Not while we’re doing it,” the woman said, and her dark eyes challenged me to argue while she continued to move her body with mine.

  Threed didn’t seem to mind, and I had just thought it natural, so brought my hands up to Sakurai’s hips, then ass, and got into the moment. No more thinking or trying to analyze the situation, just me and her, my mind focused on the pleasure of her. Then I was about to explode so I lifted her up, put her so she was lying down on the couch, and thrust… and thrust… and then it was over—pleasure running through my body, abs tensing as I nearly toppled over on top of her, distantly aware of my moans joining those of Threed’s and Sakurai’s calls for me to cum inside of her, and then I couldn’t move anymore, my body frozen as the last shot left me. Her hands were running over my tense muscles, lips on mine, and then she was laughing.

  “Something… funny…?” I asked between breaths.

  “No, no. Exactly what the doctor ordered,” Sakurai said, pulling her legs up to her as she continued to lay on her back.

  Seeing how she was doing this, I frowned. “You buy into the prophesy then, too?”

  “Not sure if I do or not,” she said. “But if there’s a chance, I figure I’ll do my part. Even if not, do you understand how hard it is for us to get pregnant? If I have a shot at having a child, whether it’s for this grand plan or not, I’m going to grab that chance with both hands.”

  “Keep it up, you two,” Threed said, standing and slapping my ass as she moved for her clothes. “Damn, that was hot.”

  I debated for a moment, then ran over to her. “You… you were okay with that? I mean, you didn’t feel left out?”

  “Sugar, you’re too sweet.” She bit her lip and gave my cock a caress that sent an aftershock through my body. “Some gals might care. Me? Give me a show like that any day of the week. As long as I still get mine from time to time, I’m good.”

  “I could try… right now,” I said, though knew that wasn’t likely.

  She could tell, because she spared me the attempt by saying, “My clit’s had as much stimulation as it can get for the next few minutes. But next time you want a ‘bathroom break,’ you let me know.”

  I laughed and went back to find my clothes, then dressed along with them.

  “Killing bad guys, saving the world, and fucking like that?” Sakurai pulled up her skirt, now back to being fully clothed. “I could get used to this lifestyle.”

  “What happens when all of the bad guys are dead?” I asked.

  “That leaves endless hours to sleep, eat, and fuck,” she replied. “Sounds like the perfect life.”

  “Fucking A,” Threed said.

  “About done?” Sacrada said, and we turned to see her in the doorway. “We could hear at least one of you from the other room, you know. So that you’ll all be embarrassed, I won’t say which one. Let’s get a move on.”

  “You don’t even want to hear how it went?” Sakurai asked, teasingly.

  Sacrada laughed. “I just told you, I heard how it went.”

  “Fine, too shy to admit you want details?” Sakurai winked and leaned in, lowering her voice in a mock whisper. “I’ll fill you in later.”

  “Gross,” Sacrada replied and walked off, but not before I saw the corner of her lips move up in a smile. Yeah, she was curious.

  When we joined the others, there were definite looks of discomfort from them, but the topic quickly changed to the plan. Apparently, we were going to use a combination of power and trickery. The plan started with using Goros as bait, and involved lowering the shield long enough to let one of the Nihilist attackers in. From there, it was largely up to me to get close to a Nihilist at the right moment, at w
hich point Navani would activate the dais of the Citadel and use her location sight with Nyoka to locate our destination.

  Essentially, we’d be hijacking a Nihilist ship, the likes of which none of us had ever seen nor had any idea if we could figure out how to fly. Like during the fight with Goros where contact with them had brought me to their dimension, we hoped this could lead to us using the ship to find our way to them as well.

  Sounded like fun!

  12

  Entering the room where Goros was being held was like entering a used casket. The stench knocked me back, one minute making me think I was dead, the next reminding me of dead rats we’d once discovered in the basement in my childhood home. Navani had an answer for that, dousing him with a bucket of water.

  “Looks like you’re going to come in handy after all,” she said.

  “What do you mean?”

  “You’re going to lead us right to them,” she said. “Then through to the other side.”

  He stared at her, then glanced over to me and Sacrada, there as backup. His eyes darted to something behind me and I turned to see the Blue Lady. At the sight of her, Goros fell back in his chair, his hands starting to smoke in spite of the restraints that Navani insisted would prevent him from using his powers.

  “Keep her away!” he shouted. “Anything, anything but her!”

  It took her a moment longer to process what she saw, and then she was lunging, walls moving apart for her and then rising up to block us from reaching him.

  “Andromida,” he shouted, struggling to get free, but she was on him. With both hands she lifted him up and looked like she was about to eat his face right off, when she turned to us.

  “Do you have any idea who this is?”

  “Who we thought it was…” I said, realizing we clearly didn’t know the full picture. Or, at least I didn’t.

  Navani’s eyes went wide and she sounded distant as she said, “It was him…?”

  “Not him, but his brother. He was definitely involved.”

  “Then we use him as leverage,” I said, trying to come up with anything to keep her from killing him before our plan had gone through. “We use him to get to the brother.”

  “Stick to the plan,” Navani told her, stepping around a section of jagged metal sticking up out of the floor. “The bigger picture—get your revenge, but do it your way and go all the way to the top.”

  The Blue Lady considered us, then Goros. She released him, then gave him a swift kick to the face. He groaned, blood on his lip, but it hadn’t been enough to do more than that.

  “Blue Lady…?” I said, feeling weird addressing her as such. Judging by the look she gave me, it was clear she felt the same way.

  “Andromida,” she replied. “Like the one saved by Perseus, only spelled differently.”

  “Ruler of men,” Navani said. “Or so the legend says. I like it. That was you, I mean, before you took on the monikor of the Blue Lady?”

  Andromida nodded, staring at her hands as she clenched and released them over and over. “It’s still me, or is somewhere deep within. All of that changed that day. Everything changed.”

  “You’re a relic,” Goros grumbled. “A shit stain someone forgot to wipe off. Soon you’ll be gone like the rest of ‘em.”

  She didn’t even look his way, just turned to Navani and said, “Mind getting this show on the road?”

  “Gladly,” Navani said, and then pulled Goros up from the floor and shoved him toward the door.

  “What sort of trap is this?” he asked, glancing back.

  “You’ll see,” Navani said, grinning.

  “I won’t do it, whatever this scheme of yours is, I won’t—”

  He stopped talking when his restraints came off and his hands lit up. Someone like him, he wouldn’t stop to think why his powers were given back to him. Instead, he instantly attacked. Navani had been expecting it and threw up her hands for the shields, and when the shield started to fade we could see Goros running. He was heading straight for our ship.

  “Don’t worry, he won’t make it,” Navani said at my look of exasperation.

  “Why?” I asked, then cringed as I saw him hit a barrier and fall back on his ass.

  He was up again in a second, blood streaming down his face from a broken nose, screaming about how he’d kill us all.

  “NOW!” Navani shouted, and pulled me with her to the dais, where I reached out to the glowing crystal structure in the middle. Upon its touch, a series of screens came up around us, and Navani started swiping through. Meanwhile, Sacrada and the others were battling with Goros, but just enough to hold him off.

  “Might want to hurry,” I said, then saw Threed get shot, a hole through her. “No!” I started to move, but Navani grabbed my hand and thrust it back to the crystals. A second glance showed Threed running past me toward the version of her I’d just seen—it had been a replica! I laughed, then watched as Navani made a selection on one of the screens.

  An energy indicator was powering down, and then she said, “We’re vulnerable,” and turned to look up with her blue eyes flaring more than I’d ever seen them light up before. “And… Now!”

  She hit the screen again and the power indicator started recharging.

  “We good?” the Blue Lady asked, appearing at our sides via one of her tunnels. “Because I’d love to kick that son of a bitch’s ass.”

  Navani checked the screens, but her face went pale. “Good, but…”

  “But what?” I asked.

  “I meant to let in one of the Nihilist ships. Two got in.”

  We all turned to the sky, not able to see anything other than what seemed like dark clouds at first. It hit me that what we were seeing was a strange version of the Nihilist ships.

  “Are you sure this was a good idea?” I asked. “I mean, how are we even going to fight those things?”

  “How’d it work before?” Navani looked at me with worry.

  “Just… they hit me with their powers and I was there, with them. I don’t know, it’s like I’m immune to whatever they were trying, because they definitely didn’t expect me showing up like I did.”

  “More than that,” she said with a grin. “I think you have some sort of connection to them—that somehow you can pull yourself to either their dimension, or wherever they last came from, assuming they have multiple worlds or dimensions.”

  “Cool. And explain the no clothes part.”

  She blinked. “Excuse me?”

  “When I was there, my clothes vanished—theirs too.”

  She blinked, seemed to be trying to stifle a laugh, and then shrugged. “It’s possible that going through these gates affects everyone differently, or that certain materials can’t go through. Honestly, I have no idea. You’re telling me, that when you fought them you were—”

  “Completely naked, yes.”

  She cocked her head and raised an eyebrow. “I wouldn’t mind seeing that.”

  “Find us some alone time to spar, we can see what happens.”

  “I’d like that.” She turned to the sky, the darkness taking up more of it now. “But first, to deal with that.”

  “You have a plan, I hope?”

  “Of course.” She pulled up one last screen from the dais. “I hope you’re ready for this.” Adjusting the indicators there, she grinned as she added, “You’re about to see what this bad boy can do.”

  Together, we stepped back. The floor started to rumble and, where before it had been simply glowing crystals, that section of the ground rose up until the crystals were part of a small, open pyramid that showed a glowing surface beneath. Light shot out from the surface and into the crystals, creating a beam of light that burst forth and filled the surrounding area.

  “This is the power of the Citadel,” she said. “In the past, reserved for very special occasions. I’d say this counts as one.”

  “If not, what the hell would?”

  “Exactly.” She turned up to watch the descending darkness again,
then motioned to the others before adding, “and if this doesn’t give us the powers we need to hunt them back to their world, I don’t know what would.”

  Andromida was the first to reach our side. “You’re sure my target’s there?”

  “I’m sure Nyoka thinks she can track him,” Navani countered. “That’s the best I can do. Once it’s over, you’ll help us?”

  “To the best of my ability,” Andromida said. “Especially if that helps us find out what happened to this Hadrian fellow, and if there’s any way for me to reach Abaddon.”

  Andromida shot up beside me, her powers distorting the air next to me so that it smelled of burnt metal. Parts of the Citadel warped to meet her needs, while she caught me with both arms, pulling me along with her in a strange sort of embrace. For a moment I imagined the two of us spiraling through the air like that, making love as the tunnels took us to our destination. I leaned in, sensing the moment and found myself pitched forward through open air!

  “Now, lover boy!” she said, moving with her tunnel and cutting metal around the front of the dark shape of the first Nihilist ship. To my horror, I realized she had just thrown me. If this didn’t work, or I missed… would she be there to catch me?

  The others appeared, carried by Sacrada and replicas of her created by Threed. They were with me, Andromida swerving around to snatch up Nyoka too. If this was going to work with all of us, they’d need to be close by.

  Sure enough, they reached me and formed a chain at the moment I made contact, and we were in. Whatever blanket of darkness kept them from being fully in our dimension was gone, or we’d crossed through, and now Andromida was able to plow through the ship, creating a hole and bringing the vessel to a screeching halt.

  We charged in, the Nihilists aboard turning with confusion at the sight of us. Sacrada hit them with a burst of blinding light, followed by her sister’s charging sword and a similar light from the sword that formed a dragon.

  As fast as we had boarded, it was over.

  Or so we thought. The minute I turned back to Andrdomida, her hands shot up and her eyes narrowed. I spun around to see a flash of movement, an explosion of darkness. Sakurai’s swords moved, Sacrada shot out with light, but this thing still managed to get me, pinning me against the wall with claws that scraped against the armor around my neck, as it moved in as if to bite me.