The Cassini Mission Page 6

  My voice was soft when I finally started to speak.

  “We were surveying planets to find a suitable test environment for a new atmosphere generator. We were under a lot of pressure to find the right planet. We thought we finally stumbled upon it. But when I did my survey, I found a small ecosystem of mammalian-like creatures on the arctic continent.”

  “They wanted to use the planet anyway.”

  I nodded. “Yes. And once the generator was deployed, it would drill into the crust to harness the core’s energy. It would have destroyed their ecosystem and wiped them out. I rejected the planet as unsuitable, but my rejection was overridden. They ordered the generator prototype deployed. I tried to stop them. I fought with and knocked out the engineer and tried to destroy the drill mechanism, but security surrounded me and stunned me. By the time I woke, I was in the brig, and it was too late.”

  “Jesus. Your uniform shows you’re a lieutenant. The Navy reinstated you for this mission?”

  “Yup. Lieutenant Aron Adler, reporting for duty. But I didn’t really have a choice.”

  “You’re an exobiologist? No offense, I’m not trying to say you aren’t important or don’t know your shit, but aren’t there other exobiologists in the Navy?”

  “Yes. I don’t understand it either. And if this mission and the research are so important, why send the Cassini? There are newer, more powerful ships that are available. We could have got here in a third of the time.”

  “There’s only one reason for that.”

  I looked down expectedly at Kane, waiting for him to finish his thought.

  He looked back at me like it was completely obvious. “They don’t want anyone to know what we’re doing. Or what the researchers were doing. Likely both. And they either wanted you because they could manipulate you because of your situation, or the mission has to do with your research. Likely both.”

  “Jesus.” I sighed and lay back down. Kane was right. One hundred percent.

  Kane’s arm moved around me and he pulled me back to his body. I laid my head down on his chest. My fingers went back to twirling random patterns in his body hair.

  “I’ve never been with anyone like you before,” I said quietly.

  “What? A GEM? A grunt?” he asked.

  I could hear the smile in his voice, but I didn’t like the derogatory words. “That’s not what I was going to say, Kane. I don’t care about that.”

  “Just trying to lighten the mood.”

  “Thanks.”

  “Why don’t we grab a shower?”

  “Yeah. It is getting late.”

  We got dressed in our underwear and made our way to the shower room. I was glad that it was empty. Kane and I took two heads in the back corner. As crappy as this ship was, I was grateful that it had working showers. I had quickly come to find that nothing beats a shower with real hot water when you need to relax.

  While Kane was scrubbing his face, I reached over and ran my hand over the burned scar on his side. It was about the size of my fist. As horrible as it looked, I imagined it must have hurt like a bitch.

  “I was shot,” he said. “About five years ago. Terrorist raid.”

  I looked up at him and nodded. I squeezed soap into my hands and rubbed them together, then proceeded to wash his back. He let his head fall forward and he let out a deep breath. I rubbed and squeezed his back muscles, working out the knots in his neck and then his lats.

  “Fuck,” he groaned. “Your hands… So good…”

  After I finished his back, he turned around to face me and I got some more soap and then gave him the same treatment on the front. I loved the way my fingers felt as I rubbed through the curly hair on his chest. I avoided touching his cock. It was already half-mast and threatening to stiffen even further. Once I wiped him down, I rinsed my hands and rubbed him all over a second time to clear away the soap suds.

  “Your turn,” he said.

  He squeezed out soap into his hands and turned me around and washed my back. His hands were rough and he rubbed and massaged my back with a firm but gentle grip. His hands ran down my ass and he made a noise that sounded like a growl. He was definitely an ass man. I shuddered and my dick lurched as pre-come oozed out and dripped down my shaft.

  Kane stroked and kneaded my ass cheeks and then swiped a soapy finger up the crack. I moaned and trembled and my knees buckled. A beefy arm moved around me, holding me steady as the other hand explored my crevice. I gripped the muscled arm tight with both hands to hold myself steady.

  My body was shivering in anticipation. I let out a little whimper as the rough pad of his middle finger traced around the ring of my entrance.

  I gasped and let out a shaky breath as his thick finger entered me. “Kane…”

  He dipped his head down, moving his mouth close to my ear. “My cock is going in here tonight.”

  I let out a quiet moan as his finger started moving. “Yes, Kane,” I whispered. “I want it.”

  “You’re mine now.”

  “Yes.” The word turned into a groan.

  “Damn, I love how responsive you are.”

  We heard voices in the locker room and Kane pulled away. He stared directly into my eyes while he brought his finger up to his nose and sniffed it. The raunchy gesture sent a shudder throughout my body. My cheeks were blushing bright red as Kane stepped in front of me. I realized that he was trying to block whoever had entered the showers from viewing me.

  “Whatcha doin’, Robby?” I recognized the voice and chuckle as belonging to Corporal Green.

  “Minding my business,” Kane replied.

  Kane shut off his shower and I did the same.

  I turned around to see Green and Razix snickering and smirking at us. I couldn’t help but notice Razix’s body. I had never seen a Regulan completely naked before. His smooth skin was a deep shade of red all over and he was very well-muscled. His bony, angular chest plate gave him a hard appearance. His penis hung limp between his legs, hanging about eight inches. The head was a flared arrowhead shape, much like his tail. All he was missing was a little pair of horns on top of his head and he would have looked like a devil of old Earth lore.

  I followed Kane out, not looking Green or Razix in the eye. As I passed them, Razix slapped my ass with his tail. I yelped and jumped about a foot into the air.

  Kane spun around and pushed me behind him and grabbed Razix’s tail.

  “Don’t fucking touch what’s mine!” he growled loud enough that his voice echoed throughout the shower room.

  Razix raised a brow, slowly shook his head and held up his hands palms out in surrender. “Noted.”

  Kane threw Razix’s tail back at him. He put his hand on my back and walked me out of the shower. As we got dressed in silence, I could tell that Kane was still fuming. His chest was heaving and he slammed his towel onto the floor when he was done with it.

  “Are you okay?” I whispered.

  He took a deep breath and let it go. “I warned you… I get possessive. Sorry if I scared you.”

  “You didn’t scare me,” I said as I slipped on my regulation blue boxer briefs. I blushed slightly as I whispered, “It’s kind of a turn on.”

  Kane’s blue-gray eyes darkened and he lowered his voice to a near growl. “Go back to your room and get your things. Whatever you need for the night. You’re staying with me tonight.”

  He wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out of the shower room into the corridor without looking back. I braced myself against the locker and took a deep breath.

  Chapter 8

  As I pressed the call button on the door panel outside Kane’s quarters, I tried not to blush. I was well aware that a handful of the Marines were hanging around in the hallway and that all eyes were on me. When I walked up to Kane’s room, the conversation stopped. Standing there with my overnight bag, I’m sure there was little doubt as to why I was there.

  The door beeped as the indicator light turned green. The door slid open and I stepped into the roo
m. When the door shut behind me, I drew in a sharp breath as I took in the picture of Kane.

  He was on the bed fully naked, leaning back against the wall, slowly running his hand up and down his generous endowment.

  “Lock the door,” he said huskily.

  I tapped the lock button and dropped my bag on the floor. Keeping my eyes on Kane, I unzipped my uniform. I kicked off my boots, let my jumpsuit fall to the floor, then pulled my tank top over my head. I watched Kane lick his lips in anticipation. Suddenly wanting to make my striptease last longer, I turned around and inch by inch, pulled my underwear down, slowly exposing my ass to him.

  Kane groaned out loud and I smiled to myself, pleased to get that reaction. Yes, he was definitely an ass man.

  I stepped out of the briefs and turned around, letting him see how aroused I was.

  Moving onto the bed, I crawled my way to him. I straddled his hips and raked my fingers over his furry ab muscles. Leaning in, I kissed him. His tongue pressed into my mouth as his hands moved around my back to cup my ass. As we made out, I slid my hands down the tight muscles of his delts and pecs, then back up to his arms and his biceps. His rock hard muscles flexed under my hands as he held me tight and ground his body against mine.

  Kane kissed up my neck and nipped my ear lobe with his teeth. He ran his tongue along the outside of my ear, then placed his lips against it and growled softly, “Gonna fuck you so good… You’re gonna be writhing, begging… Then I’m gonna fill your tight little butt with my big load…”

  His words had me trembling against his chest. He ran his finger over my bottom lip, then pushed his first two fingers into my mouth. “Get ‘em wet.”

  I closed my eyes and moaned as I sucked Kane’s fingers. I moved up and down the thick digits, swirling my tongue all over. Kane pulled his fingers out with a slurp and then reached behind me. He went right for the crease between my cheeks. His fingers slid back and forth over my hidden entrance. I lifted up slightly and he pushed them into me.

  I drew in a sharp breath, and grabbed onto Kane’s shoulders. I wasn’t expecting the sudden thickness of two of his digits. I took a deep, calming breath.

  “You okay?” he asked as he planted a trail of kisses up my neck.

  “Yeah. Just go slow,” I whispered. “It’s been a while for me.”

  “I’ll be gentle,” he said sincerely. A throaty chuckle escaped his mouth. “At least at first.”

  Kane reached under his pillow and pulled out a nice-sized bottle of clear liquid. He opened the top and poured the slippery gel onto his fingers. When they returned to my rear, they were nice and slick and slid into me with ease. I laid my forehead on his shoulder and breathed deeply as he pumped his fingers in and out of me. He pulled them out and replaced them with three. His hand twisted and turned, stretching me and teasing me at the same time.

  He gave my ass a light pat, and I moved up and back. He upended the bottle above the head of his cock. I grabbed onto it and held it steady as he poured a generous amount of lube. I ran my hand up and down the shaft, getting it nice and wet. I kept a hold of the base as I straddled him. Kane’s hands moved to my waist and he helped lower me onto the thick head. I drew in a sharp breath as it breached my muscled ring.

  After the initial painful spasms, I started to relax and I began a slow descent until Kane was buried completely inside me and I could feel the coarse bush tickling against my sensitive body. My hole felt stretched to the limit. I opened my eyes to see Kane staring into my face. He reached up and wiped the wetness from my face. I slid a hand over the rough stripe of hair on top of his head.

  “Mine,” he whispered.

  “Yes,” I replied.

  As I lifted my hips, I lowered my mouth to his. We kissed deeply while I slowly rolled my hips, sliding up and down his thick length. Kane’s arms moved around me and held me tight to his body. As I rose up, he snapped his hips up, pegging my prostate with the head of his cock.

  An intense wave of pleasure erupted from inside my body. “Oh! Kane!”

  Kane let out a loud groan and began thrusting up into me while I rode him. Kane pushed his tongue into my mouth and I sucked on it and played with it, letting it explore me.

  He pulled from me and his arms tightened around me. I was suddenly pushed backwards. In a smooth, quick move, I was on my back with Kane hunched over me. He balanced his weight on his hands and I locked my knees on his hips. He slammed hard into me. I threw my head back and groaned as he slid across my sensitive gland. He dropped down to his elbows and sucked hard on my neck. I tilted my head to give him complete access. He pounded into me, pegging my spot over and over, making me whimper as I took everything he had to give.

  Kane grunted. “Tight,” he mumbled against my skin before he returned to sucking.

  I grabbed at him and held on tight, holding his sweaty body as close to me as I could get it. I felt the cords of his powerful muscles under his damp, slippery skin. He bit down on my neck and sucked hard, nearly to the point of pain. I cried out my pleasure. “Kane, yes, oh yes!” My toes curled and my body went rigid. I could feel an intense climax building. “Please, Kane,” I begged. “Don’t stop.”

  “Never, Aron,” he grunted, his breath hot against my neck. “Never gonna stop.”

  His rhythm was punishing, his pace furious. The sounds of slapping flesh, pants, grunts and whimpers filled the room.

  I dug my fingers into Kane’s back. My ankles pushed tight against his pumping ass. My nuts pulled up to my body. “Kane, it’s coming! I’m coming!”

  I arched my back up off the bed and my body went rigid. I threw my head back and Kane sucked and bit down on my shoulder. Everything seemed to stop for a second as if I was frozen in time. A sound pierced my eardrums. It was me screaming his name. I gasped and drew in a deep breath and held it. Warm pulses of liquid splattered on my chest and stomach as I came.

  Kane’s loud grunts echoed in my ear. He slammed hard into me and his rhythm finally faltered and stuttered. “Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!”

  His body convulsed and his cock swelled and pulsed, sending hot, thick bursts of semen deep inside my body. He was still shuddering uncontrollably as I slumped back onto the bed. A final quiver ran through me and then my body fell slack.

  Kane lowered his lips to mine and claimed a deep, sensual kiss.

  When he pulled back, I opened my eyes to find him staring down at me again. He reached out to wipe the dampness from my forehead with a thumb. “You okay?” he asked.

  I nodded, barely conscious. “Yes. Better than okay. That was… intense.”

  “Fucking amazing. Out of this fucking world.”

  Kane pushed back, lifting his bigger body with his arms. Once he eased out of me, he fell onto his back next to me. I rolled onto my side and kissed his bulging bicep. When he lifted his arm and put it around my shoulders, I scooted closer and laid my head down on his chest.

  I twirled my finger through the hairs on his chest and abs as I stifled a yawn. My eyelids drooped. My twirling finger when still.

  In the haze of sleep, I felt Kane’s grip tighten on me as he kissed the top of my head. “Think I’m gonna keep you,” he murmured. His voice was rough but quiet, showing signs of exhaustion.

  “‘Kay.”

  I snuggled into him and fell into a deep sleep.

  Chapter 9

  “This is a huge lab.” I pointed out the layout of the lab space to Kenji on my comPad.

  It was much bigger than I anticipated it being. Not for the first time, I was very curious to know what they were doing in there.

  Kenji tapped his screen and brought up the manifest. “Look at this. Top of the line equipment. This isn’t some hole in the wall.”

  I agreed. “Whatever they were doing was huge.” As I scanned the manifest, I noticed that much of the equipment detail had been redacted. I pointed out the missing data to Kenji. “I wonder what all of this stuff is for.”

  “I guess we’ll find out soon enough.”

  Right. T
his was yet one more red flag regarding this mission. What was going to happen to all of us after the mission was over and we all knew the colony’s secrets? I decided not to voice my fears.

  The cargo bay was busy with activity as we prepared to board the shuttle that would take us down to the planet surface. I caught Kane’s eyes and the corner of his mouth turned up. He threw me a quick wink. He looked damn good. Like the other members of his unit, he wore Marine-issued power armor over his uniform. The lightweight metal suit added to his bulk, making him look even more badass than he already was.

  Kenji’s eyes moved to where I was looking, then turned back to me. “I guess the rumors are true, then.”

  I didn’t speak, but waited for Kenji to ask what he wanted to ask.

  “I heard some of the Marines talking… They said that you were Robertson’s bitch.”

  My eyes widened at Kenji’s language. “His what?”

  “That was a direct quote,” he said as his cheeks flushed pink. “I didn’t mean….”

  “It’s okay. We’re… It’s complicated.”

  Kenji looked really uncomfortable when he lowered his voice. “He… he didn’t… hurt you or force you or anything?”

  “What? Of course not!”

  “Oh. Well, I mean… your neck… it’s bruised.”

  It was my turn to blush. I tugged up the short collar of my jumpsuit, but there was no hiding the marks up the side of my neck. Kane had claimed me for everyone to see, as if he was some sort of animal. As uncomfortable as the display made me, if I had to do it all again, I wouldn’t have stopped him. That man could fuck.

  “Comm check,” Private Frost called out.

  Thankful for the distraction, I pulled out my communications headset and looped it over my left ear. I pushed the comm-link’s earpiece into my ear canal and adjusted the small boom mike and activated it. I heard the echoes of the various team member’s checks in my ear, then called out “Lieutenant Adler, check” for myself.

  Frost looked at his comPad and frowned. Impatiently tapping his finger, he stared off into space as he said, “Commander Bradley. Comm check.”