Bill and the Spaceship! (Bill in Space (Erotic Fantasy)) (4 page)

Larissa said, “My name is Larissa.  I swear not to harm
you, the ship or any of your crew.  I was put in here because…  Well
because most of the Demonae warriors no longer have honor.  They are
simply thugs.”

Bill shrugged.  He wasn’t sure about this, but he
trusted Ariella with his life, so he went with it.

He nodded and said, “I’m Bill.  We still need to take
the bridge first before we can go, we are here for information.”

Larissa smiled and said, “Follow me,” and stalked off down
the hall.

They made their way up to the bridge and with Larissa’s help
it went pretty fast.  He watched as Ariella injected her connection and
started skimming through the data.  He watched her face turn to sadness.

He said, “What is it?”

She sighed, “I had a vain hope that there were still some of
my kind somewhere, that these records might be different, or have
secrets.  But no, they are all gone.”

Then her eyes got wide and she said, “I know why they had a
cloaked heavy as an escort though.  The next in line to rule the Angilli
Empire is on this ship…  Shall we pick her up?”

He grinned and nodded.  Kidnapping a princess wasn’t on
his to do list but it seemed like a good idea.  “Then we get out of
her?  Do you have the database?”

She said, “It will be downloaded before we leave, trust me.”

He smiled and said, “Always.”

She said, “Her name is Tiffani, not sure what we will do
with her.  It will depend on what plans we come up with I think. 
Either way no killing her, understood?”

Larissa rolled her eyes.  “I don’t kill civilians, at
least not if they are weaponless.”

He snickered and they went back out into the ship in search
of a princess.

Tiffani has been having a hell of a week.  She is angry
and pissed off, mostly because she is scared out of her wits.

It started months ago when her father, the emperor, had
insisted she be married off to a man she hated, simply because of his
station.  She had just turned eighteen and was still a virgin.  The
idea of giving herself to that man put her on edge.  She fought and bitched
like a five year old, mostly because she was afraid, but her father wouldn’t
budge.  It was intolerable.

She knew she was completely wrapped up in herself the last
few months over it, and it made her bitchy as a result.  Finally he had
gotten tired of it and sent her off to
get to know
her future
husband.  She shivered, the guy was a snake, and giving up his daughter
was apparently the way he would take care of him.

Her next shock was the Elvii.  She had grown up with
her servants.  They were around a lot more than her father.  She had
treated them almost like family, and she knew they were happy with their
positions.  She knew of course, because she was a strong reader.
 Perhaps even stronger than her father.  Somehow her father had kept
her in ignorance, keeping her trapped in the capital and their palace.

Her Elvii were never mistreated.  She wonders though if
she had fooled herself, or turned a blind eye to it subconsciously.  How
could she, a powerful reader, have never known?  She was shocked at how
the Elvii were treated on this ship.  They were terrified of her, of any
Angilli.  What is worse is she found out it isn’t just this ship, its
common all over the Empire.  Her servants at home were the oddity.

So she had been brooding about being betrothed to an asshole
and wondering if there was anything she could do about the Elvii
situation.  She was a princess after all.  Shouldn’t she be able to
make a difference?  She sagged.  Not likely, her father would
probably have her killed.  It was too widespread a problem, and like it or
not her family was likely behind it happening in the first place.

It made her feel dirty and that pissed her off.

And last but not least, the damn ship was under
attack.  She kept thinking she would be blown up.  At least then she
wouldn’t have to worry so much.  Of course, she was terrified right
now.  That’s when her door opened and a male being walked in.  A race
she has never seen before.  She reached out with her mind as she glared at
the intruders.  Her mind hit a wall.

She also found she could not infiltrate the second beings
mind either.  She was terrified, she knew she probably should have kept
her mouth shut, but she fell back on what she knew, being a princess.

“How dare you enter my rooms without leave, do you know who
I am?  I will have you killed for this insolence if you don’t leave me
now.”

Damn it, her voice was shaking there at the end, maybe they
didn’t notice?  She saw a knowing grin on the woman’s face and felt her
mind being touched.  She slammed down her barriers hard and glared. 
Then a Demonae warrior woman came in, oh shit.  She saw the male turn and
stare at her appraisingly, boldly looking her up and down.  It was
shocking to her.  Most men knew better, that her father wouldn’t take
kindly to it.

He said, “Don’t worry princess.  We are just taking a
trip.”

She demanded, “Stay away, don’t touch me!”

The orders fell flat on even her ears.  She heard the
Demonae snort in contempt at her fear.

The male being shook his head, “Don’t need to touch you
princess.”

She saw him nod to the other female and they were surrounded
in white lights.  She knew what that meant.  That in concert with
being the first beings she couldn’t read.  But that race is extinct! 
She found herself in a room alone in a bed, her mind spinning.  She felt
dizzy and sat on the bed.  She giggled hysterically as she realized at
least she didn’t have to marry that creepy asshole now.

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Bill was worried, especially at his reactions.

He watched as Ariella led Larissa away for a tour, and to
brief her on what they were doing.  Apparently the old code meant she
wanted a challenge.  He smirked.  Taking on the Empire was a
challenge all right.

Besides Larissa making him nervous he was shocked at the effect
Tiffani had on him.  She was stunning, it took all of his will to maintain
a calm and cool composure and not stare at her with his jaw on the ground when
they had barged into her room.  Ariella was letting him deal with it on
his own, so she must not be worried about it, which in a way was a
comfort. 

But still, stunning was an insult to what Tiffani was. 
She had that golden skin and it looked so smooth and perfect.  Her face
shone with innocence and she had an undeniably soft and ethereal beauty. 
She also had a curvy body and a nice set of C cups that stood up proudly on her
chest.  Her blue eyes had shown fear and his first inclination was to go
and comfort her.  He needed to remember she was the enemy.  The next
in line for the throne behind her father.

Even her bitchiness was easy to see through to the fear
driving it.  She was not typical of what he thought as an Angilli. 
Maybe he needed to adjust his thoughts?  She clearly was a spoiled brat
though.  All that bitchiness was not new to her.  It was just
insincere in the moment of her fear, what she had fallen behind to deal with
the moment.

He sighed and took a shower, then went back to his
room.  Gwen had a relieved look and covered his face in kisses as soon as
he got in.  Bill couldn’t help it, her soft pleasing flesh felt good under
his hands.  Gwen was every bit as beautiful as the Angilli he had in his
thoughts, just in a completely different way.

He watched her smile when she felt his bulge and to his
surprise she dropped to her knees.

She said sultrily, “I’m going to show you how happy I am
your safe and back with me.”

He watched her unzip him and pull his suit down past his
center, freeing his hardness.

He was awed at the look of seduction, pleasure and need on
her face and in her eyes as she looked up at him and slowly fed his cock past
her full lips.  All thoughts of the princess now fled his mind as he
watched her service him in a wanton fashion.  She was clearly getting off
on pleasuring him.  Her tongue was doing amazing things to the bottom of
his cock as it slid through her lips and toward her waiting throat.

He saw her throat move as she swallowed and his sensitive
cock head slipped inside.  He grunted at the sensation of vibration as she
hummed around his length.  He watched her slowly move her head back. 
There was a loud popping noise when her lips parted from his cock.

He was lost in his lust as he watched her slowly strip down
in front of him, her eyes conveying her need.  Then he watched her walk
away from him and bend over the bed.  He watched her turn her head around
and look at him meaningfully then arch her back, sticking her ass in the air in
a clear invitation. 

The small part of him not consumed with lust was overjoyed
to see this in her.  Her confidence in seducing him so blatantly, knowing
that she is safe with him.  That turned him on no small amount.  He
finally remembered how to walk and moved up behind her.  He held her
against the bed with one hand pushing against her sexy ass while he teased her slit
with his cock head.

He felt her push back but would not let her move.  Her
silken folds felt so good rubbing against his sensitive tip he moaned and
squeezed her ass.  He slowly parted her lips and fed her needy pussy with
his cock, one small forward movement at a time.  He sighed in pleasure at
the feel of her tight wet heat hugging his length.  He heard her sigh of
relief as her body melted against the bed, submitting to his control.

He pulled out to the tip and pushed back in, slowly picking
up the speed of his long firm strokes as he plundered her core.  He heard
her gasp of surprise turn into a moan of pleasure when he popped his lubricated
thumb into her dark hole.

He said breathlessly, “God you feel so good taking my
cock.  Play with your clit while I fuck your pussy with my hard cock and
your ass with my thumb.”

He watched as she started playing with her clit and her back
arched while she screamed in ecstasy.  He felt her tight wet pussy lock
down even harder on his cock, the wet friction milking his cock got more
intense and set him off.

“Oh god, I’m going to fill you up baby.”

He shot ropes of cum into her center, coating her walls and
filling her up with his batter.  His legs shook and his hand squeezed her
ass cheek hard as he shot spurt after spurt into her trembling and grasping
heat.

When they came down a bit and he felt steady enough, he
pulled out and sat on the bed.  He pulled her into his lap and kissed her
hard and long.  He caressed her beautiful face and wondered how he got so
lucky to have two amazing woman. 

After a time he grew hard again, the feel of her body
against his revitalizing his cock quickly.

He watched her smile.  Then she moved to straddle
him.  His eyes never left hers as she mounted and started slowly bouncing
on his cock.  He felt her slow to grind their bodies together and claim
some sweet soft kisses.  He wasn’t complaining, they had time, plus her
lips were so very soft and inviting…

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Larissa was annoyed.  The Elvii woman Gwen was getting
on her nerves.  She kept flinching whenever they were in the same room
together.  She did not take offense, she knew it was because of what Gwen
had gone through, so was not really questioning her honor.  She was weak
though, needed some back bone.

She just got done speaking to Ariella earlier and thinks she
will stay.  She wanted a challenge and nothing like taking on an Empire
with one ship, at least to start with.  She knew if they didn’t gain
allies there would be no hope at all.  Although, the idea of fighting a
hopeless battle was having other effects.  She growled when she thought of
Bill again.  He was a fighter, brave…  But not of her species.

She wondered if she decided to bed him if her control would
break through.  Demonae usually avoided bedding other species because it
turned them into virtual slaves.  Which got annoying after a while. 
Beings enslaved so were always so fawning.  She shuddered at the thought
of doing that to the warrior she would be fighting beside.

That would never happen.  It would be considered a
violation of her word not to harm after all.  She gave her word again and
told Ariella she would stay.  If she changes her mind she promised to have
them drop her off before she once again considers them an enemy.  She just
hopes the fighting comes soon.  Maybe she should ask Ariella if he is
fully protected?

She growled at her thoughts, not going to happen.

Tiffani was worried.  She has been stuck in this room,
unable to leave.  She could also admit she was being a bit bitchy. 
She couldn’t help it.  She just went there when she was scared.  So
far she had spoken to no one, nor seen anyone.  Not even for food
deliveries, her food and water just appeared from nowhere.  All perfectly
prepared Angilli dishes.

Who were these strange beings, and where did this ship come
from?  Should she even be their enemy?  She too had hated the way the
Elvii were being treated when she witnessed it first hand, she hadn’t
understood before.  But to go against her family…  She would need to
be sure.  She didn’t even know for sure what these people were
doing.  She could not read them at all.

She sighed, she had nothing to do but wait.  She
decided a shower would make her feel better and slipped into the adjoining
bathroom.  She found a form fitting suit to change into and stared at it
dubiously, it would be skin tight, but it would be clean.  The dress she
was wearing smelled of fear and sweat.  She stripped it off and got into
the steamy hot shower and sighed in contentment.

When she was done in the shower she dried off and slipped
into the suit.  She blushed as she looked at her young nubile body in the
mirror and thought of others seeing her like this.  Nothing was left to
the imagination at all. 

When she walked out of the bathroom that strange being Bill
was there.  He started talking while turning toward her.

Bill said, “I came to check up on you, make sure you like
the meals.  Answer any questions…”

She was about to let him have it verbally when he trailed
off.  She watched as his eyes grew wide then blushed herself when she saw
his bodies response to her presence.  A definite strain in the fabric at
his center.  Her caustic thoughts went unsaid and she couldn’t help but
stare at it.

Her father had been very protective and kept her away from most
men.  No one had ever stared at her with such heat before and she felt
flush.  She turned away from the sight of him to regain her thoughts.

“These conditions are intolerable although the food is quite
adequate I suppose,” she winced when her comments came out breathlessly instead
of scornfully.

He said firmly, “Good to know.  We won’t harm you but
you are our prisoner.  Your family…  Well you know exactly why I
imagine.”

She heard him turn and leave.  She sighed.  No,
she didn’t know, or at least, not until recently.  She still had too many
holes and doubts in what she learned.

She heard the door open again and to her surprise a female
Elvii walked in.  She could not get in her mind either.

Gwen said, “I am Gwen, I sensed your confusion, can I help
clear anything up?”

She sighed and nodded.  They spent hours together, Gwen
filled her in on the horrors her own family had made happen or ignored over the
last two thousand years.  What they were planning to do about it, in
general.  After all right now she was the enemy.  After Gwen left she
broke down and cried.  When her tears stopped Tiffani started to
plan.  She also noted to her dismay, she just couldn’t get Bill and that
huge bulge out of her mind.

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Ariella was still going over all the data.  It was
taking a long time.  The database was quite large.  She found
something quite interesting and got everyone together.  Larissa, Bill and
Gwen took seats on the bridge and she started.

“There seems to be a rebelling system in the database.”

Larissa snorted.

Ariella smiled at Larissa and said, “Normally I would agree
with your terse assessment Larissa.  However they have sent two Demonae
ships out there to investigate and neither has returned.  It is supposedly
a joint Elvii and Orlii settlement.  The strangest thing is there seems to
be two Elvii who are leading this revolt.”

Larissa’s eyes went up, “Worth checking I would think. 
I would be interested to meet an Elvii who would actually fight for their lives
and freedom.”

Bill said, “Agreed we should check it out.”

Ariella nodded and they set a course…

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Anise sighed.  Her and her sister Sylvia had fought off
two invasions but she knew they would be planning something a bit bigger than a
small Demonae force for next time.  Especially after failing twice. 
They were making progress but it was slow going.

Sylvia said fiercely, “Yes, it is slow but better than
nothing.  Ever since we discovered we could shield others from
control...  One day we will succeed, I can feel it.”

Anise wondered about that.  Their powers had been
growing, but they were still young.  Right now they appeared to be
Elvii.  Twins in fact, though not truly related it was all part of their
disguise.  But they were still barely adult despite their age.  Her
scans picked up a ship and she became all business, sending out an alert of
incoming.

Sylvia said, “That isn’t a Demonae ship, or even Angilli.”

Anise went over the scans carefully and her eyes
widened.  It couldn’t be.  This could possibly be a more alarming
possibility if he or she was here to cause harm.  Was the incoming ship a
traitor?  Or a survivor from back then? 

But how? 

Her scans detected no active weapons, though she knew that
ship could charge and fire incredibly fast.  She brought up their defenses
but would wait for an indication of intent.  She watched as they closed
quickly with the planet.

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Bill looked at her nicely bubbled ass as the material hugged
her form.  He started to think Larissa was pretty hot.  Once he got
used to her presence and the horns, claws, and tail stopped being so startling
he decided she was rather attractive.

Ariella said smirking at him, “We have an incoming
transmission from the planet, putting it up.”

He looked at the screen and saw a couple of Elvii
females.  Attractive of course but what caught his eye is they looked like
twins.  They also had suspicious looks on their faces.

He smiled at the screen and said, “Hi ladies.  We heard
you were doing well out here trying to gain your freedom, so we thought we’d
come by and say hello, maybe talk about things a bit.”

They looked warily at him for a moment.

Anise said, “I am Anise, this is my sister Sylvia.  We
have you covered so land at the coordinates we are sending.  Any false
moves and we fire, got it?”

He raised an eyebrow and said, “Yes ma’am, we surely do at
that.”

The view screen cut off and he said, “Any objections to
landing?”

No one said anything so he shrugged at looked at
Ariella.  She nodded so he watched the view screen come on to show their
approach.  The planet was mostly green, scattered blue around here and
there.  The trees looked different, but they still looked like trees to
him.  They landed pretty quickly, but not too quick.  He wondered how
a pair of Elvii could be trigger happy.  He knew there was more than met
the eye here.

He saw one of the walls turn fuzzy, out of focus. 

Ariella indicated it with her hand. 

He shrugged and walked through the wall onto the
planet.  It smelled different, but it was still fresh air.  He wasn’t
worried about diseases or killer spores, Ariella would never put him at
risk. 

He saw a number of Orlii for the first time.  They were
green, short and had some kind of rifles.  The two Elvii, Anise and
Sylvia, were standing there.  They were attractive but he managed not to
make an idiot of himself, he was used to it already spending so much time with
Gwen.

He watched their faces grow alarmed and they pulled
weapons.  He turned around and saw Larissa standing there.  He
stepped to the side, blocking their shot.

He said, “No need for that, she is honorable, and fighting
for our side right now, just relax.”

He looked over to Ariella and she was looking at Anise and
Sylvia in amazement, but she didn’t say anything.

He wondered how he got in charge and sighed, “You ladies are
doing well out here.  So are we but there is only so much one ship can
do.  None of us are armed, please put down your weapons.  We are here
looking for an ally, if you aren’t interested we can just leave.”

Sylvia looked past him eyes narrowed, right at Ariella, “How
are you still alive?”

Ariella said, “Crash landed two thousand years ago, just got
enough energy to get back in space.  How is it you are?”

Anise said shortly, “Long story.”

He sighed in relief as Anise and Sylvia put up their
weapons.

The Elvii led them to some type of headquarters.  They
had been freeing people, making them immune to the Demonae’s control
abilities.  But it was slow going.  They only had three ships right
now, but they were flush with defensive platforms.  They could resist a
lot more than three ships planet wise at least.

Bill after getting a nod from Ariella offered to share their
Intel from the last ship encounter.  They spoke on it a while and decided
to join forces for a raid on some Imperial ship building yards to prevent them
from growing stronger, at least locally.  Then they would go after some
political targets.

They couldn’t think of a way to stop the slavery except to
persuade the Empire to make it illegal.  It was just too big a task
otherwise.  So they would go after the most rabid of the ones in
control.  Most Angilli he was told are not evil, or even care if they have
slaves or not.  Only those in positions of power and control are for the
most part, due to greed and fear of losing power. 

Seemed that was the best way to go about it.  It was an
ugly way to make change, but revolution seemed the only way…