mating cycle," I whispered. "Please. It will only take a minute."
"Sounds romantic," she said. "Where?"
"There's only one place that's close where no one will be able to reach us," I said. "Follow me in a second."
I walked purposefully towards the exit that led into the captain's office.
"Ensign Moray, you have the bridge. I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Yes, sir," she said. She didn't even looking up.
I could feel Kenna following me. As soon as we were through the doors, I locked them. There was a spot on the wall that required both a retina scan and a saliva sample for entry. A door slid open, and we stepped through.
I stepped through. Kenna paused at the entrance.
"What the hell is this place?" Kenna said, looking around at the small room. The sparse furnishings consisted of a bed and a tiny kitchen in one corner. The other corner was a bathroom big enough for exactly one person.
"It's a safe place for the captain when assailants attack us. We call it a strategy room, but I think you might be more familiar with the term 'panic room'. It will do for our purposes. There are no communications in here, and transporter beams don't work."
I grabbed her and threw her on the bed.
She let out a squeak, and I had her pants around her ankles in a matter of seconds.
"Do you want me, Kenna?" I said, not forgetting.
"Strangely enough, I do," she said, her breathing coming faster. I leaned over and planted a kiss on the triangle shaped scar the graced her upper left thigh.
I remembered how much she had risked for that scar, and I thanked The Three that she was still with me.
She hissed when my lips touched it and when I slid my finger between her thighs a moment later, I could feel the gush of her arousal. She was slippery. I wanted to slide deep inside her immediately.
But Susohnnan males are trained from adolescence for two things about relations with a woman: to get verbal permission to make love to a female and to make sure she always comes first.
And the fastest way to get a woman coming that I knew of was...
I bent my head and flicked her clit with my tongue.
"Oh, holy Mary, mother of God," she said, and I spread her legs wider. I tasted her again. Fuck, she was sweet.
Soon she was moaning and thrashing. She pulled on my hair, making me get up.
"I want you inside me, now," she said, her eyes hazy with lust.
I flipped her over, pulling her butt to the edge of the bed, and knelt behind her, sheathing myself deeply in one hard thrust.
She groaned in pleasure.
I began thrusting as hard and fast as I could.
"Yes," I heard her say. "Yes."
I reached around and gently circled her clit as lightly as I could. With the other hand, I palmed her breast, tweaking a nipple.
"Oh, God, yes," she said, and I knew by the sound of her voice that she was close.
When I felt her sex spasm around me and her butt press back against my groin, I sped up the pace and pounded into her. Sinking into her tight wetness again and again, I fucked her until I couldn't hold back anymore, and I let go in a shattering release. I stiffened and pressed my hips hard against her soft ass as I shot my seed deep inside her.
It occurred to me that I hadn't checked to see if it was her mating cycle. Our cycles had never coincided before, and I didn't expect them to anytime soon.
After a moment, I got up and did up my pants. She reassembled her outfit.
"Ready to go?" she said. "You can think straight again?"
"Yes, thank you, my love," I said, kissing her deeply.
She gave me a sweet smile. We walked out of the little room and back into the captain's office. After I sealed the hideout, I checked my watch. We left for about six and a half minutes.
We walked out onto the bridge.
"Oh shit," Kenna said.
There was no one there.
I ran to the nearest console and tapped quickly, pulling up the location of all the crew members on our ship.
None.
There was no one on board the ship. Seven minutes ago, it had held nearly a hundred people.
Well, that