Ex Gods 3 - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Every moment spent on the Citadel space station preparing for our journey through the Per-Neter was one of anticipation and dread. We were going to trace back the steps our enemy had taken to reach our world, and had no idea what we’d face there. We didn’t know if our souls would be essentially ripped from our bodies in some weird spirit voyage, as we’d taken to referring to the travel the Nihilists seemed to use. We didn’t know if we’d even be able to find a way back, or whether we had any chance of success or not. 

But we were damn sure going to try. The fate of the universe, along with the lives of Lamb, my father, and many others, depended on us. 

Navani was working to get the Per-Neter’s star map figured out just right, to ensure we went to the correct points along the way instead of winding up in some random dead-end galaxy. While we waited, we figured there was no better time to refresh ourselves on how my powers worked, ensure I was up to practice on them, and, I was hoping, maybe get some more sexy time in. 

Judging by the look Sakurai was giving me as she squared off against me in the Citadel’s training room, she was ready again. She even had the nerve to wink at me right before moving in for a takedown. Fuck, I should’ve been able to react, I realized as one of her arms took the back of my knees, the other pressed against my upper thighs, and she had me on the ground. 

“Not fast enough,” she said, straddling me and putting me in a choke hold. Based on the fact that she was wearing her miniskirt outfit and my mind was on the thought of her panties pressed up against me, it was hard to focus, but I maneuvered my chin in between my throat and her forearm, getting my arms in position so that when I rocked my hips up, I was able to arm lock her and flip her over. 

“Speed comes and goes with me,” I said, nuzzling in close and brushing the inside of her neck with my lips. 

As odd as that might be for most people when sparring, the move directly related to my powers. Being close to supers fueled me a bit, but the more in tune with them I was, the more amped up I got. I called it my “hype,” and that little taste of her, the deep scent like a fine merlot, got my muscles surging and my reflexes ready. 

She grinned, reaching down to grab hold of my crotch, and said, “Let’s make the odds more in your favor,” before stroking along my shaft, feeling it with her fingers spread as if measuring. She bit her lip, then pulled me in for a kiss. 

“By Oram,” Sacrada said, entering in a sexy workout suit. “I thought you two were supposed to be sparring, getting him ready.”

“It’s all part of it,” Sakurai said to her sister, shoving me off of her and leaping up, taking a defensive stance. “We now know he needs a lot of work when not turned on, but let’s see how he handles himself after a quick rub.”

“Hey,” I protested, though both looked at me knowing what she’d said was true. Without my hype, I was a badass on Earth, where everyone was normal and I’d been a Marine. But up here, with supers, I needed a little something extra. My hype was just that. 

“Let’s see if my sister will give you a quickie and then you might really stand a chance against me,” Sakurai said, grinning. 

Sacrada rolled her eyes. It was common knowledge that she wasn’t putting out easily, though she’d hinted at wanting to more than once. Right now, based on Sakurai’s recent romp with me in the bed, she was being even more standoffish. 

“I want to see what he can do without his hype,” Sacrada said. “Or, at whatever amount he has now. Show us those other skills.” 

“You want me to stun her?” I asked. “Or…?”

“Do your worst,” Sakurai interjected, and shot out her hand, pulling her sword from where it was mounted on the wall. I came at her and she spun, sending a bright light out of the weapon in the form of a dragon that should’ve hurt like hell—actually, it did, but only for the split-second it took for me to absorb it, and then I was moving at her and thrusting my hands out so that a similar light burst out of me, although mine took on the form of a tiger of brilliant white instead that swiped at her arms and knocked the sword away, sending her spiraling through the air. 

“Shit,” I said, running to her side to see if I’d killed her. There was actually smoke coming from her arm where my counter-familiar had made contact, and her sister had rushed over too, with more than a hint of worry etched on her face. 

“That’s what I like about you,” Sakurai said, rolling back over to look up at me from her back as I approached. She didn’t bother to close her legs, so that the red panties she was wearing showed, along with the curve of her ass and the slight indent of her pussy. If I wasn’t so worried for her, damn that would’ve been hot. 

“What is?” I asked.

“Just that…” She pushed herself up to sitting, then took my hand to help her up. “Whatever you take, you can give back. You’re tough.” 

Suddenly she had one foot behind me and pulled back to slam me to the ground, but she’d asked for my leveled up skills—or her sister had—so I decided it was time to try them out. Before she could land the strike, I leaned into her with both hands thrusting. A small shock wave went out, sending her back onto her ass and causing her to be held there as if a stun gun had just hit her. 

“Bam,” I said, standing firm and grinning at her. She couldn’t move for a full eight more seconds, but when she did it was to give me the finger. A little something from Earth that maybe I shouldn’t have taught her, because she seemed to use it for everything lately.

“Good,” Sacrada said from the sidelines. “Now see what happens when she stops going easy on you.” She moved past us to the agility machine, which tested one’s ability to dodge and avoid all manner of attacks by sending a series of strikes at you in a rotated, supposedly random fashion. 

“You weren’t really going easy on me, right?” I asked, and Sakurai simply winked, finally able to stand again. “Drew, if you were to really go up against me, the universe would be shit out of luck, because you’d be lying in the infirmary for the rest of your days instead of lying beneath me as I ride you raw.”

“Dammit,” Sacrada said, the machine getting a good strike in on her while she was distracted by that comment. “Please keep that kind of talk away from my ears.”

“Jealousy’s a bitch,” Sakurai said. 

“If I wanted him…” Sacrada paused to dodge a strike to her head, then twist and move around several more strikes.

Sakurai took the moment to cut in. “You’d be here, training and showing off your hot bod in a skin-tight workout suit.” 

Another strike hit Sacrada across the chest and she fell back so that the machine turned off. She rubbed her breast, glaring. 

“You want me to just get this over with?” 

“I do.”

As for me, I was too busy staring at that hot outfit now to realize what they were saying. Sakurai was right, it was damn attractive—hugging her plentiful curves, accentuating her breasts, and when she turned to shut off the machine, I couldn’t help but notice how it practically looked like her ass was completely visible, if not for the dark material. And damn, what an ass! 

“Come on then,” Sacrada said, looking at me now, hands on her hips. “Let’s fuck.”

That caught my attention, though I was sure she was bluffing. 

“Like this?” I asked, glancing around. 

Sakurai gave me a hopeful shrug, then took a step back. “Don’t be shy, go on.” 

“I just… It’s not ideal—”

“Fuck that,” Sacrada said. “I told you it would happen that night after you rescued my sister. Hell, it’s been long enough. My sister’s right. I’m here working out in hopes that your pants won’t be able to hold in your erection and once it pops out, it’s mine. So go ahead, strip. Show me what I’ll be working with.” 

I gave a nervous laugh and turned to Sakurai who was scowling at her sister. Turning back to Sacrada I asked, “Are you mocking me?”

“Maybe.” Sacrada walked up to me, put a hand on my chest and took my left hand, placing it on her hip, and added, “Or maybe I’m testing my sister to see how jealous she gets.”

“That’s not how it works here,” Sakuarai said. “Seriously, Drew, do what she says. Pull it out and see if she can say no then.” 

“Please,” Sacrada said. “I’ve seen it before. It’s nice. No complaints there. What I have a complaint about, sis, is the way you keep using this as a weapon. So yeah, maybe I’m mocking both of you, but,” she shrugged, “maybe part of me does think we should get it over with, fucking like wild animals, to get it out of the way.” 

“But only part of you,” I said, lowering my voice, wanting to keep this between the two of us. “That being the case, I don’t exactly want to… you know. Rush anything.”

Sacrada laughed, stepping away from me to the workout machines, going for weights this time apparently. “Your boy can’t even take me when he has the chance,” she said, and then muttered something under her breath about biting the dust. 

Sakurai was staring at me while Sacrada’s ass called my name, going back and forth as she walked, and I said fuck that. If she was serious, I sure as hell wasn’t going to let this opportunity pass me by. 

“Hey,” I said, and walked over, using that same behind the leg trick her sister had been about to use on me earlier, and took her to the ground, falling purposefully on top of her. She landed with an oomph, and then groaned at my weight, but arched an eyebrow as if challenging me to go on. 

“Oooh,” her sister said, moving closer to see what happened next.

“You’re right,” I said, moving my weight so that it wasn’t all on her, but keeping my leg between her thighs, up tight against her mound. “We shouldn’t waste opportunities, and who knows if this might be the last opportunity we have. You really want this, I’ll give it to you.” 

She shrugged, but there was an intense craving in her eyes. “I’m not saying I don’t want it.” 

If she was bluffing, I was about to find out. Plunging my hand south and into the band of her pants, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers. At first, her lips were cold and hard, but then she started to respond, her tongue darting out and her hands running over my shaved head. 

My hand moved along her hips, down to the side of her pussy, and caressed the edge gently, testing her resolve. She moved her hips into it and I knew she was craving my touch. 

“Well, hell,” Sakurai said. “Maybe it’s time I hit the shower.”

She was moving for the door, but Sacrada held up a hand and pulled back from my kiss long enough to say, “Wait.”

“Yeah?” 

She turned back to me, and for the first time in a while, there wasn’t any sign of annoyance or challenge, just a tender, curious stare. Her hand found my cheek, caressing it, and my hand moved down, taking hold of her pussy and feeling its moist warmth. A shiver ran through her and she closed her eyes, but then shook her head, drawing her lips reluctantly away. 

“No, I meant you,” she said, and was already starting to pull back, to sit even. Pulling me up with her, she leaned in and kissed me gently once more and said, “I do want this, okay? Fine, but… like you said, it shouldn’t be like this. It should be special.” 

“You want me to stay here while you two hit the showers?” Sakurai asked. 

Sacrada chuckled, looking down at the hand that had been touching her, and smiled with a distant look in her eyes. But she said, “No,” and then stood. “Navani will be ready soon, and I want to prepare. Focused. When… the time is right. Yeah?” 

I couldn’t help but notice Sakurai flipping her off from behind, but smiled as pleasantly as I could and said, “I’ll be ready.” 

“Sure you will,” Sacrada said, looking back at her sister, and then Threed who’d just entered. “And well-practiced, I’m sure.” 

With that she walked out of there, leaving Threed to frown before asking, “What was that about?” 

“My sister finally admitted she wants to ride Drew’s cock,” Sakurai said. 

“Not my exact words,” Sacrada called back from the hallway. 

“But it’s what she meant,” Sakurai whispered, and Threed grinned. “I came here to work out,” Sakurai added, “but if that’s what you two would rather do…” 

I was honestly starting to feel like a piece of meat, but then again… What’s a Marine to do, back down? Hell no. Always take the hill. 

When both ladies turned to me, hungry eyes waiting to see what I’d do, I didn’t even hesitate. Fuck it, this was as good a way to test my ability and powers as any—after we’d be done, I could do some hard-core kata or whatever and see how strong I was now that I’d reached level ten. 

Without another moment’s hesitation, I undid my armor, let it fall to the floor, and then slid out of my boxer briefs. Not even a bit of shame came over me at standing there nude in front of these two extraordinary women, and as they stripped too and came for me, I was more than ready. 

Sakurai wasn’t the type to always go about the job lying down, so she took me first, pinning me against the wall and then wrapping one leg around me to get the positioning right. Our two bodies moved while Threed went from kissing my side, running her hands along my ass and Sakurai’s breasts. My hype was picking up so when Sakurai moved off to give Threed a turn, I picked her up with my extra strength and slammed her against the wall, lowering her onto my cock and then going at it in a thump-thump way that rocked the room. If anyone was walking by, they’d know what we were up to. Of course, when Threed started yelping two seconds later, everyone on the ship likely knew anyway. 

I imagined Navani and Sacrada touching themselves and imagining getting fucked by me, then watched Threed’s tits bounce up and down, and spun her around. If there was one lady on the team for trying new things and getting really freaky, it was her. Add that to the fact that my strength was off the charts along with my libido, I felt like trying something I’d seen in a picture once but never felt ready to do—holding her by the legs, I brought her pussy up to my mouth and starting licking it, burying my face in it, loving it. 

Threed took my cock and started going down on me, while Sakurai said, “Oh, shit,” and came up from the other side, kind of straddling the back of Threed’s head so that the other woman’s neck was rubbing against her clit… very weird… and then I pulled her butt cheeks apart and guided my tongue to her ass! I was pretty sure that was it for us kissing in the near future, maybe… but both seemed to love that I was doing it. There I was, licking Threed while Sakurai watched, and we were staring into each other’s eyes as if we were sharing a noodle and about to meet in the middle. 

“Too much, too much!” Threed said, and then nearly fell as she started twitching, letting out quick bursts like, “Uh, uh, uh,” and then, “put me down.” 

I did, but knew this was her moment, so didn’t’ stop—I took Threed up against the workout machines and had her sit while I went down on her, and Sakurai kissed my back, giving me a reach around with one hand, her other going underneath to massage my balls. 

With how turned on Threed was, it took less than thirty seconds for her to start shaking and squirming again, and then she was gripping my shoulders and even pulling one of Sakurai’s horns—which was really weird—and finally she came. 

Sakurai reached up, removed the hand from her horn, and then pulled me back so that I turned and entered her, slowly at first, getting back into it. Honestly, I needed to catch my breath and give my tongue a rest, but my cock was ready to go. She put one leg up and then maneuvered over so her ass was in the air, and I kept going, thrusting and every once in a while glancing up at her little horns, wondering how she’d felt about Threed grabbing one in the heat of the moment. 

So not sure what I was doing, I kept thrusting with one hand on her hips while my other reached out and grabbed a horn, pulling back on it. They weren’t long, each about the length of my thumb, but warmer than I’d expected. Firm, naturally, and kind of smooth like metal. 

A yelp came from her, her body shuddered, and she collapsed off my dick in instant orgasm, lying there, moaning, letting out long, deep breaths, and even saying my name once. 

Finally I let go when I remembered I was still holding on, and that Threed had moved around to watch this with interest. Sakurai turned, looking at me with wide, nervous eyes, and then smiled as she spread her legs. 

“Now you get me,” she said, and bit her lip. 

“How come it didn’t do that when I—” Threed started, but cut off at a glance from me. When I ran a hand along Sakurai’s face, up to her hair, I stared into her eyes to see what she wanted. They lit up, and she bent her head down so that my hand could find her horn again. I took both now in my hands, while she played with the head of my cock around her clit. As another shiver went through her body, she let the tip go in and said, “Mmm.” 

“Fuck this is weird,” Threed said, and laughed. 

“Shut up or get out,” I said, and then laughed too, moving for Sakurai’s beautiful breasts instead. As much as the horn thing was interesting, it felt weird. I’d have to get used to it. Sakurai didn’t seem to mind, pressing her chest out as I played with her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. 

“No wasting, not this time,” Sakurai said, taking my cock in her hands and guiding it to her pussy, but then hesitated with a look toward Threed.

“Go for it,” Threed said, turning to her side to watch. “Want a cheer team?”

With a blink of her eyes, two more of her were there, both nude and watching eagerly. Sakurai didn’t seem to care one way or the other, but apparently feeling the throb of my cock at this, she went with it. Her seductive smile added to the effect as she pulled me inside of her and said, “Make me scream.”

I rolled my eyes, wondering if some guys got turned off by the pressure or odd commentary. For me, these ladies were doing everything exactly as it should be.