Terran Times - Atlantis Allure Part 21

Pam looked at him standing behind her and straightened up. "She told me I could choose to extend certain courtesies to you if I wanted, but I could always say no."

"Then would you care to join me in my shower for an early morning f.u.c.k?" he asked straightforward.

She put her hands on her hips and smiled. "Can I see the merchandise first, before I decide?"

Leroy nodded and untied the belt that held his robe closed. When it opened up, he pushed it back and held it with his hands on his hips, letting her see all of his well-balanced, endowed and muscled body. He heard her quick inhale of breath as she looked at him. Her gaze locked on his large and stiffening c.o.c.k. She swallowed hard, then looked at him with a slight smile.

Pam's reaction was similar to most women that saw him naked and it warmed him. Although the admiration of these casual lays was good for his ego, he barely contained his want to see Kori's reaction to his body. She was his ultimate want, and not just for his s.e.xual needs.

"I would love to shower with you Mr. Duncan," Pam said, then began to undress.

"Stop, allow me," he said and stepped to her. She dropped her arms to her side and allowed him to continue.

Gently his fingers caressed her pert nipples already hard. Her slight intake of breath at his touch, told him her body wanted, ached for his touch.

As his thumbs made circles around and across her nipples, Pam moaned.

"Are you absolutely sure?" Leroy whispered, then gently licked around the outside of her ear. "Make sure your answer is truthful as beyond this point there is no turning back. This is your last chance to say no and nothing will proceed further. I understand the word no and respect it, and I have morals and manners."

"Yes," she answered, then swallowed hard. "I want you to make love to me."

Leroy chuckled and calmed his excitement to explain some things to her before letting anything go any further. "First things first, there is a difference between making love and what I need now. I will not make love to you. I will use your body for pleasure in the act of s.e.x. I want you to do the same with me. I only make love to the woman that is in my heart and soul. That woman is not you. Do you understand me?" he said, then waited for her answer before he pushed any further into s.e.xual pleasure.

Pam's voice shook with need when she answered. "Yes, I understand the difference."

Her breath was hot against the skin of his shoulder. He smiled and kissed her ear. "I want to remind you of the non-disclosure contract you signed when I hired you last Friday. Nothing that happens in this house is to leave this house. You understand that, correct? If it does, there will be h.e.l.l to pay and I am the devil." He gently licked her neck above her s.h.i.+rt collar.

Pam gave a low moan. "Yes, I under - oh yes, understand," she stuttered.

"Good, now let me show you the ropes. First off, do not touch me until I tell you to, understand?" He felt her nod, then turned to her and covered her mouth in a crus.h.i.+ng kiss that left her breathless as his hands unb.u.t.toned her s.h.i.+rt. His hands slid around to her back, and with a snap of his fingers, he unlatched her bra. s.h.i.+rt and bra fell to the floor at their feet. His hands found the top of her pants. He undid them and they easily slid over her nylon covered hips, ending in a heap at her feet. His fingers seductively caressed her nylon legs, then slid to her a.s.s and roamed a moment.

Grabbing her a.s.s cheeks, he pulled her against him hard and used his feet to force her into a straddled stance. With one hand against her a.s.s holding her in place against him, his other hand slid between their bodies to her crotch and found her c.l.i.t. He could feel she wore no underwear as he caressed her with his fingers and heard her moan. Bending down he sucked one of her pert nipples into his mouth. His tongue whipped over and around it.

His fingers and tongue teased her until she was shaking with need. When he stopped, she whimpered, then opened her eyes to look at him as he stood before her.

"Don't move," he told her. Beginning at her neck, he let his hot breath start a fire on her skin as he knelt and inhaled of her scent. It was his test to check her personal cleanliness, and Pam's scent told him she kept herself clean. He gently blew on her, then flicked his tongue across her p.u.s.s.y several times before actually extending his tongue and slowly licking her through the nylon material. He felt her shudder as her wetness saturated the nylon material. He tasted her and enjoyed her liquid honey. He pulled back and looked up at her.

Pam stood with her eyes closed. Her deep inhales of breath made her pert hard t.i.ts rise and fall with a rhythm. He watched her stomach contract as he gently touched her with his fingers. He could feel her pulse against his finger. He would enjoy this youthful piece of a.s.s. "Hold my shoulders for support," he told her. He felt the warmth of her hands when she placed her hands on his wide strong shoulders as he flicked his tongue against her through the nylon material.

Pam leaned her head back and moaned loudly as a wave of pleasure spread through her. She shuddered a moment.

Leroy tasted the change in her liquid. He closed his lips over her p.u.s.s.y lips and sucked on her until he could no longer taste her honey. He ripped the nylons and looked closely at her p.u.s.s.y. It was wet and glistened. Slowly he stood making sure his body never left contact with hers and let her feel his full arousal as his c.o.c.k head made contact with her wet p.u.s.s.y lips. "You want me?"

Pam nodded and smiled. "Yes."

Leroy led her into the bathing area, opened a cabinet shelf, retrieved a condom and handed it to her. Pam's devilish grin surprised him.

She opened the condom, placed it in her mouth. then knelt in front of him. She slid her hot lips over his hard c.o.c.k and expertly put the condom on him.

He felt her tongue slip and slide over his c.o.c.k through the condom until he pulled away. His need was strong that morning.

She kissed the top of his c.o.c.k, then stood up.

Leroy smiled. "You are very good with your mouth." He set the water temperature and turned to Pam. She was undressed and ready for the shower. He let her enter the shower first.

Standing behind her, he pulled her back against him and grabbed a bottle filled with special body soap, an alchemist friend specifically made it at his request. Placing some in his hand, he rubbed his hands together until the lotion mixture was a bubbling ma.s.s. He rubbed it all over her body.

The aroma was exhilarating and Pam reacted with a moan as his hands caressed her body. The heat of the shower and the special soaps aroma filtered around them.

When Leroy turned her to him and picked her up, Pam was almost a rag doll. He knew she would be able to take him with no problem. He set himself to hold her, then used two fingers to open her p.u.s.s.y lips. A quick hip movement placed his c.o.c.k inside her hot folds and he took hold of her again. Her breathing was fast and he kissed her gently. Slowly, he pushed her down and tucked his hips up until the head of his c.o.c.k slid through and entered her hot pulsing depths.

He groaned as her tightness engulfed him and felt her p.u.s.s.y quivering. He felt a flash of heat over his c.o.c.k and smiled. A moment later, she loosened around him and he pushed into her further. He felt the top of her p.u.s.s.y and stopped to wait for her muscles to relax more at his huge invasion. She is tight. When her body relaxed, he withdrew drawing her natural liquids down with his motion.

"Pam, behind you there are two handles and a padded angled ledge, grab on to the handles, lean back on the ledge and hold on." She did as instructed and Leroy knew his thrusts would be straight into her depths. He pushed forward until he touched the top of her p.u.s.s.y again, gauged his depth, then moved inside her with long smooth strokes. He entered her repeatedly, forcing her to take him. Her pert t.i.ts bounced as his relentless motion became faster and harder.

When he moved his hips in a circular motion, her body responded with another flash of heat and Pam cried out loudly. He liked the sound of her cries as he continued to slam himself into her. When he felt the heat of his own eruption begin, he grit his teeth and concentrated even harder on keeping his pace within her hot wet p.u.s.s.y. He slammed himself deep within her pulsing center and groaned loudly shaking as his hot steamy juice spurted into the sheath that covered him. The warmth of pleasure flowed over and through him. His breath caught in his throat as the last dregs spewed forth in eruption.

As the feeling began to subside, Leroy relaxed his grip on her hips, and let her slide off his body to stand on her own legs. Leaning in under the showerhead, his wide body provided a bit of cover for her from the hard pounding water. Looking down at her, he smiled, but the smile was more for the feeling of the steamy water beating on his shoulders and back. The heat and pulses ma.s.saged away the tenseness of both his recent workouts.

With Pam pinned between his body and the shower wall, he felt her heavy breathing and racing heartbeat. He wondered what was going through her mind right then.

When she could muster strength, enough she looked up at him. "Thank you. I'm almost tired, wow," she said, then leaned against him again.

"Glad to take pleasure with you," he said and, then pushed off the wall while at the same time removing the condom that held fast to his still semi hard c.o.c.k. He tied a knot in the top of it, then reached outside and dropped into the wastebasket placed there for that specific purpose.

Pam looked and chuckled. "Good place for that wastebasket," she said, then found the bar of soap and washed him as he washed her.

Kneeling down in front of her, he kissed just above her p.u.s.s.y, pus.h.i.+ng a finger, then two into her. Pam moaned and he felt her p.u.s.s.y tighten and pulse around his invasion. He smiled and found her c.l.i.t with his lips. He finger f.u.c.ked her while teasing her c.l.i.t until, overwhelmed by her largest o.r.g.a.s.m yet, she let go with a half moaning scream of pleasure.

Her body shook with the pleasurable release. He felt her hot wave of liquid desire pulse over his fingers and into the palm of his hand to spill out and wash away with the water.

When her pleasure pa.s.sed, Pam's knees went weak and she slid down the wall and into his waiting arms. He repositioned her so his fingers would remain inside her. He held her against his body as her muscles pulsed and strained against his fingers. It felt good to feel her body respond to his technique, but then again, his technique always worked.

When her muscles relaxed enough so he could remove his fingers without giving her pain, he tasted of her honey juice and offered his finger to her. She surprised him by licking at it. Most women would not do that.

Leaning in, Pam kissed him pus.h.i.+ng her tongue into his mouth to duel with his for a bit, then pulled away breaking the kiss. She cleared her throat. "I wish this could go on for a while longer, but I need to get back to work."

Leroy nodded, let her stand and wash her body, then climb out of the shower, so he could finish his shower alone. He cleaned every nook and cranny on his body. One thing he did not like to do was to smell like s.e.x when doing business and that day he would spend in and among very important money people.

He relaxed and let his mind wander to thoughts of Kori. His body came to life with desire again and his hand worked his ma.s.sive c.o.c.k as he imagined Kori naked in his hands. He saw himself between her legs licking and pleasuring her with his tongue, then moving up her spread eagle body until he entered her wetness. It was enough to push him once again over the top and his seed spilled in streams to wash away with the water that pounded down on him. He leaned in under the showerhead and let his body relax. With his mind and body back to the moment, he quickly finished his shower, turned the water off and climbed out.

When Leroy exited the bathing area, Betty and Marjan were back in the sleeping area of his suite. Pam and Betty were dusting the rooms. Marjan waited near the closet for his instructions.

"Black and white today Marjan please," Leroy said as he began his daily grooming routine for the outside of his body.

Marjan entered the ma.s.sive closet where Leroy's suits hung and pulled out the required items, then hung them on the hook beside the bathroom door. "Is there anything else sir?"

Leroy looked over his shoulder as he shaved with an electric shaver. "No, that's all for the moment, thank you."

"I'll bring the car around for our departure," Marjan said, then left.

Leroy returned to his shaving.

Shelka woke and opened her eyes looking at the light that streamed through the curtains over the windows of her room. She began stretching, then stopped and growled. Min, where am I?

We arrived at the Oredal Queen's planet during the night. You are in your private quarters in the Queen's palace. He answered.

Where are you?

On a shelf in the front room and this is my favorite perch spot when we are here. I get a good line of suns.h.i.+ne here all day, rejuvenates me.

A sound outside the window drew her attention to the orifice where sunlight streamed in. She saw the light colored chiffon curtains and instantly hated them. If they could not be changed out, she would tolerate them, but only because they were a part of the Oredal Queen's home. "How are you feeling after our encounter with those humans?" Shelka asked, then yawned.

I'm feeling fine. How are you after holding that shape for over eighteen hours cleaning a house the size of CAVNET Command? You did good holding Pam's shape and looks. He didn't suspect anything.

Min walked through the door of her sleeping den and sat down on the edge of her bed. "You also did a good deal of manual labor. I wondered if you would tire out during all that."

Shelka moaned. "Not something I want to do again, I'm hurting. That housework stuff is hard." She stretched and sat up beside him. "Will either of them ever know what happened?"

Min shook his head. "No. All they will remember is that they had s.e.x with each other." He laughed. "I love doing that to humans. Talk about single minded. You did a good job keeping his attention focused on you."

"It wasn't that hard, he thought he was in control." She pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.

"What's the matter?"

Shelka looked sideways at him. "I ventured into his thoughts while we were together. He wants Kori bad. Apparently there is a letter that states she is his."

"What?"

She shrugged. "It was just a momentary thought of him with Kori as the contract states. I don't know what contract that would be, do you?"

Min chuffed. "Yes. His uncle was the father of Wenda's son. Kori is his payment for our use of him." He looked at Shelka. "You didn't read the scroll I gave you, did you?"

Shelka shook her head. "I figured it was more history and the last thing I wanted to read about was more history."

He shook his head. "Shelka you need to read the scrolls I give you if no others."

"I will if you promise not to sneak any more history to me when I'm not expecting it. I know it's important that I understand my genetic ties to the past. Remember who my tigress is, and between her and D'ger, I've learned my history well. What I need to know is how to use what I've been given."

Min held up his hands in defense. "Okay, no more history scrolls unless they pertain to knowing how to use what you have."

"Deal," Shelka answered. "So what is Mr. Leroy Duncan's business?"

"He is the CEO of Panoramic Visions, it's a hotel chain. His most recent endeavor is in the rainforest. MZA so far has blocked his work that would take out over 15,000 acres of rainforest trees for concrete buildings and the blacktop roads to get to the property from the airport, which would remove another bunch of new forest trees."

Shelka snarled. "Another destroyer, are there any humans that do not fall into the slot of destructive animal?"

"I don't know," Min answered.

"So when will we find out if this worked or not? I really do not want to go back there unless I absolutely have to. I almost gagged when I stepped into that house. The smell of human reeks and is still in my nose. That was the hard part for me."

"At the Atlantis Allure festival, D'ger will announce the results of your tests. He probably already knows."

Why did you bring me here? Why not go back to Falory Prime?"

"This is my home planet. This is the planet called Atlantia, a water planet. This city is Atlantis."

Shelka was surprised. "You mean as in the fabled lost city of Atlantis, the Atlantis that Queen Dreara wrote of in her scrolls. It's not just a fable?"

Min smiled. "Not a fable. The legend of Atlantis is real on Earth although most humans believe it is just a fictional story and it will remain that way. Queen Dreara and I were there when the city sank during an earthquake because of liquefaction. The Atlanteans built their original city on a granite shelf over a sea of sand. Of course, when the Atlanteans built the city, they did not know the granite under them was just a shelf sticking out into the ocean. There was an earthquake and the granite shelf broke away from the land, the water infused the sand under it and Atlantis disappeared into the ocean. The Atlanteans were safely aboard me and watched the event with Dreara from a safe distance."

"Okay, so how did Atlantis get from Earth to here?"

"After things calmed down, I brought the city here, brick by brick along with the Atlanteans. With Queen Dreara, they rebuilt the city here, underwater. It's remained safely hidden for millennia," Min answered.

Shelka walked to the window and looked out. The brightness filtered down from above in waves of light that sent rainbow s.h.i.+mmers across the area. She looked up at an iridescent force field that extended all around and held back the water. Huge creatures swam near and, as she watched, one of the creatures touched the barrier, then quickly turned and swam away.

"By the Oredals, I'm in Atlantis."

THE EIGHTH PEARL.

Evelyn Starr Thursday, November 4th, 5:13 a.m.

"This breaking news just in. A ma.s.sive eruption of the volcano Santorini has shaken the ground for hundreds of miles around the Aegean island of the same name. Early reports say a number of villages have been destroyed, with thousands of people left homeless or dead. This morning's 7.5 shock came without warning from one of the most powerful volcanoes on earth. Many believe Santorini was responsible for the loss of the mythical continent of Atlantis during a ma.s.sive eruption in 1630 B.C. Experts warn today's events may not be isolated, and that such events may seriously impact the earth's climate and topography, and possibly existence as we know it. We'll have more on this natural disaster as additional reports come in."

Rynom had not seen a woman in eons.

More than that, he had not been aware that any of the Numens had survived beyond the three he had already discovered...the ancient and h.o.a.ry Philosopher, the too-serious Theologian and the Patriot whose zeal, even after all these centuries, could get on a Teacher's nerves.

He'd found them, three men, almost at the beginning in the time shortly after the Destruction. Three who continued to this day to try to teach their sacred lessons to a population long fled or dead. Trying to proselytize him and elevate him, when all he wanted was to live out the duties of his office. To be now and forever what he had been ordained in his early childhood.

The Adventurer. Wearer of the scarlet robes of shame, and the even more scarlet body paint. Teacher of the lessons of debauchery and dissolution to anyone, especially young and nubile Akrotirian womanhood, he could persuade to succ.u.mb to his l.u.s.ts and delights.

He'd been running from the three dogged, determined male Numens for nearly as long as he could remember. Even in dire times when adventure had long since ceased to be, he had continued seeking it. Continued seeking his gratification and his pleasure wherever and in whatever manner he could.

He had never before dared venture so deeply into the Sacred Circles from which his station and his scarlet robes forbade him. Not until this time, when boredom and the lack of new pleasure had driven him nearly to madness. So much so that he had dared it all. Dared to penetrate to the Eighth and innermost Circle. The Circle consecrated to the One and sacred to the One.

And now he hovered, frozen, though the magical waters that surrounded him and buoyed him were as warm as ever. As balmy, peaceful and devoid of the life that had once bustled, surely, even here. Even at the highest and most pure state to which it was possible for a mortal...or immortal...Akrotirian to aspire.

Rynom hovered, his feet barely touching the sand-strewn marble of the temple floor. Drawn up short with his heart lodged tight inside his throat while something else, something sharp-edged and fabulously visceral gnawed away at the lower and tighter areas of his body. The ones he'd given up satisfying with his self-strokings and self-ministrations using several highly unsatisfactory instruments he'd devised for himself in the fading hope of achieving s.e.xual satisfaction just one more time.

He recognized her instantly, though of course he had never before seen her, being of his ilk and his deliciously dissolute persuasion and all.

He recognized the s.h.i.+mmering, celestial habit...the white robe and cowl...of the one true and sanctified virgin. The Eighth Pearl, Teacher of the Sacred Ring and Oracle of The One. Just as he recognized and felt an instant, unaccountable awe of the heavy medallion suspended from the slender tip of her nose, placed there as his own piercings had been, to mark her and rule her existence that would continue only as long as she wore it. Just as he recognized the icy blueness of eyes that darted quickly with fear or something else he could not read, taking in the scarlet of his robes and the dangle of golden chain between his nipples.