Shalia's Diary (16 page)

So I asked, “What the hell is going on?”

“Red word, Shalia,” my mom warned, going back to my kindergarten days.  “You owe me a dollar.”

I ignored her.  “Why is my mother not at her activities?” I asked Nang.

He looked at me with the blandest expression you could imagine.  I couldn’t tell if he was pissed, amused, or constipated.  In a tone just as noncommittal as his face he said, “Matara Eve wandered away from her group when they went outdoors.  The moment they discovered her absence, a site-wide alert was sent out.  I found her walking along the travel path along the outer perimeter fence.  She insists she’s been invited to a party outside the grounds.”

Damn it.  I’m not about to blame Weln for this, but if he’d been on duty Mom wouldn’t have gotten loose.  They need to clone that Imdiko so he can both get a day off and mind Mom without interruption.

Nang’s face relaxed enough to show some warmth.  “She’s not harmed, Shalia.  We only lost track of her for perhaps fifteen minutes.  I brought her back here because she’s quite insistent she wants to leave, and I thought you would be able to handle her better than anyone else.  I’ll be happy to take her back to her group if you prefer.”

I waved him off.  “No, this is fine.  When she gets one of these notions in her head, you have to wait for time to erase it.  Thanks so much for taking a personal interest, Commander.”

He nodded.  “I thought about what you said before when we had that disagreement.  I understand how much your mother means to you now, and I want you to know I’ll do anything to keep her safe.”

Mom grumbled, “I would be safe.  All my friends are at the party.  They’ll take care of me.”

“Go knit, Mom,” I told her.  “It will be cold soon, and Esak needs his cap.”  A wicked idea occurred to me.  “Dramok Nang would probably appreciate one too.”

Nang looked at me in confusion.  I gave him my biggest, most angelic smile as Mom craned her neck to peer at the top of his head.

“That’s a lot of skull to keep warm,” she muttered.  “I’d better get to work on it right away to beat the first snows.  You’ll need an extra long scarf for that thick neck too.  Why do you Kalquorians have to be so damned big?”  She clapped a hand over her mouth.  “Red word, Eve.  Shalia gets her dollar back.”

She stomped away and went rooting in her monster yarn stash.

Meanwhile, Nang moved closer to me.  “How are you doing, Shalia?  Are things any better?”

I thought about saying, sure, ever since I started getting intimate with one of your rescue commanders.  I decided it was better to leave that little tidbit out though.  I simply nodded.

“I’m doing all right.  I’d like to start eating in the little private dining room rather than with the general population though.  I’m not very popular in there.  Can I do that without a Kalquorian escort?”

He nodded.  “Just bring your identification.  You’ll be cleared.”

We’d all started carrying little cards that the Kalquorians could scan to know who they were dealing with.  It helped them know when someone had snuck onto the Academy grounds or had gotten into an area they weren’t supposed to be in.  With two hostile gangs now being held on the premises and worries there were more of their groups perhaps looking to rescue them, I.D. cards had become a requirement.  Of course the majority of Earthers here think those are a sign we’re being registered and catalogued for everything from potential breeding slaves to scientific experimentation. 

Nang startled me from my dim thoughts by stroking my hair.  “You are also welcome to visit me in my office any time you wish.  I often eat my meals there because there is so much to do.  However, I would certainly make time for you.”

I thought about the last time I’d gone to his office.  I wasn’t remembering how upset I’d been about my mom crying or how mad I’d been when I left.  No, armed with my newly awakened libido, I thought about the erotic mauling Nang had done on me and how hot and excitingly savage he’d been.  I got that molten feeling inside.  He did look pretty good right now, all muscled and a little domineering.  I remembered thinking how experienced his kisses were.  It took all I had to not shiver in his presence, especially with him touching me.  Yeah, it was just my hair under his fingertips, but thinking of those big hands all over me had stuff getting kind of hot and needy in my gut.

For a moment I wondered if Dusa would be hurt if I explored a little naughty territory with Nang.  After all, Kalquorian clans are three men and they share one woman.  Would Dusa be upset and think me a complete slut for checking other men out now that I know how good that sex stuff can be?

Jeez, I am a slut.  One night of sex, and I am Tramp Central.  If other Earthers do decide to string me up for being a whore, I won’t have a defense.

“Thank you, Dramok Nang.  I’ll think about it.  After all, we will have to discuss the particulars of my presentation soon and lunch would be as good a time as any,” I said in my most businesslike tone.  I carefully edged away from him where he couldn’t touch me anymore.

His brow arched, but he didn’t say anything about it.  He just gave me this knowing smile, like he understood where my thoughts were.  Yeah, in his pants.  That’s exactly where they were.  But I’ve got more than enough drama with Mom and judgmental Earthers.  I don’t need another excuse to find trouble right now.

September 21

What a Jezebel I am.  Can someone be addicted to sex?  I’m thinking the answer is yes.  Your Honor, I’d like to present Exhibit A ... me. 

Let’s just cut to the chase here.  I had sex again.  This time I had it with two men, Dusa and Esak.  Yep.  I’m going to hell.  Straight down.  Express elevator.  There is no hope for me.

Yet I can’t make myself feel guilty about that, not when it makes me happy and is so beautiful.  That’s right.  I said sex is beautiful.  You know what I think?  I think God made sex wonderful.  It was man who turned it ugly.  Scream blasphemy all you want.  I don’t care.  Having sex ... ENJOYING sex ... makes me feel whole.  Redeemed, even.  It’s like I’ve been given missing pieces of myself.

The wandering Mom went to sleep and was destined to stay asleep, courtesy of some very helpful sedatives.  Thanks, Dad Nayun.  Your Earther daughter bows to your generosity and kindness.  I made myself as pretty as I could then hurried over to see the boys.

Esak answered the door, fully clothed in his tight and stretchy formsuit.  He might not have been clad in a revealing towel skirt wrap, but he still looked utterly yummy.  He bowed and gave me a bright smile.  “Good evening, Matara Shalia.  You look beautiful.”

Oh flattery.  I didn’t buy it for a minute, but I still enjoyed the pretty words.  I stepped inside as he opened the door wide to admit me.  “Thanks, Esak.  It’s good to see you again.”

Dusa came forward and wrapped me in his arms.  Right in front of Esak he gave me a kiss that could have melted steel.  I wondered what the Nobek thought, but he only smiled when I looked at him.

“How was your day?” Dusa asked me, pulling me to sit next to him on the bed. 

Esak sat on the other side of me, close enough to touch.  A billion butterflies took wing in my stomach.  I didn’t dare let my head think thoughts it shouldn’t.

I made myself answer Dusa, keeping my voice pretty steady.  I think I’m owed points for an amazing acting job.  “Well, Mom wandered off today—”

“What?”  Both men looked horrified.

So I told them the whole story, including Commander Nang bringing her home, but excluding his invitation for lunch and who knew what else.  I’m pretty sure that even if Kalquorians are openminded enough to not be concerned over extracurricular activities, men still don’t want to hear about the chick they’re sleeping with ogling other men. 

It got pretty clear pretty fast that Dusa and Esak were on the same page when it came to seducing me.  It’s a good thing I was ready to be seduced, though I was stunned to discover it was happening from both of them at once.

While I talked about Mom looking to party hearty, Dusa rubbed a hand up and down my thigh.  Meanwhile, Esak did the same time to my back.  Right away, my urges were running away with me.  At that point, I thought they would give me my choice of sex partner.  I had no idea they were both planning to have me. 

At the same time.

I finished my story about Mom, and Dusa shook his head.  “Very frightening,” was his opinion.  “She might have easily left the grounds.  We’re more careful about who comes in than goes out.”

“I can’t imagine where she got the idea she was due at a party,” I said.  I was hyper-aware of the hands on me, of how close the two men sat to me.  I definitely caught wind of that cinnamon smell, and a quick glance at their crotches told me both men were extremely happy to be in my company.

Just as I was ready to ask if I should flip a coin, Dusa took hold of my chin and turned my head for his kiss.  At the same time, Esak’s hand covered my breast.  I completely lost all my senses as my mouth was thoroughly plundered and my breast explored.  Then they turned my head so Esak could have a taste.  Fireworks went off in the pit of my stomach as Dusa went for the boob on his side, except his hand went under my blouse to get at it.  Apparently encouraged by his clanmate’s boldness, Esak also went under the shirt and did Dusa one better by pushing my bra up and out of his way.  Raw, primal need screamed through me as those big hands caressed and fondled me. 

They released my mouth for a couple of breaths, which I somehow remembered to heave in.  Even if I’d wanted to speak, I’d completely lost any memory of how to talk.  I was wonderfully overwhelmed by this passionate pair. 

Then Dusa kissed me again while Esak replaced his hand with his mouth.  The Nobek sucked hard on my breast, like he was going to devour the entire thing in one gulp.  I cried out in Dusa’s mouth.  Every stroke of a tongue, whether it was in my mouth or on my breast, felt delivered straight to my clit.  My whole body was a riot of erotic agony.  I clawed at their formsuits, like I would tear the fabric to shreds.  I don’t know what they make that material out of, but I couldn’t poke a single hole into it.  I really, really wanted naked Kalquorians next to me.

They lowered me onto the bed so I was lying down.  My blouse went bye-bye, and after a little confused wrestling around with the clasp, so did my bra.  I was nude from the waist up, but Dusa and Esak were still clothed.   I’d never wanted to feel bare skin so bad in my life as I did right then.

Unfortunately, they were more intent that I should not have clothes on.  While their mouths worked on my skin, their hands worked on my skirt and panties, leaving me utterly naked beneath them.  I couldn’t help but writhe as eager hands, lips, and tongues explored every inch of me.  And I mean, EVERY inch.  From head to toe and everything in between, they sampled me.  Fingers worked to stretch my pussy and anus as I bucked and twisted in sweet agony beneath the two men.

I was wet and aching and desperate.  My body begged for release even as I wished the fondling would never end.

At last the Kalquorians slowed their gorgeous assault.  They still kissed and touched me, but their formsuits came off at long last.  What a beautiful sight the two young men were.  Both equally muscled, perfectly formed.  Esak’s shoulders had a little more width than Dusa’s.  The way they held themselves was slightly different too.  Dusa portrayed steady, unflinching strength, while Esak resembled a slinking predator.  His cocks curved up towards his belly, while Dusa’s pointed straight ahead. 

I wouldn’t have been able to choose between the two if I’d tried.  Fortunately, I didn’t have to.

It was Esak who grabbed me and pulled me all the way up on the bed.  He looked down on me with barely contained ferocity, but his tone held nothing but respect when he spoke.  “May I enjoy this beautiful body, Matara Shalia?  Will you allow me to pleasure you?”

I summoned just enough sense to answer him.  “Yes, please, Esak.”

He knelt between my legs, pulling me so that my butt lay on his thighs.  After a couple of quick adjustments, his cocks slowly, carefully sank into my ass and pussy.  My back bowed as he filled me, taking me achingly deep.  He and Dusa watched as my body engulfed his, their eyes dark, their lips parted, their chests moving fast.  Having them watch me accept Esak’s sexes left me feeling terribly vulnerable ... and insanely turned on.  When the larger cock rubbed against that gotta-come spot inside, I yelled.  I was all twisty-tight with arousal.