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Dora chuckles and wiggles her hand at me.
Oh, fine. I take it and let her pull me away from Rhonda’s cell.
“Wait!” Rhonda cries. “You need to let me out!”
I’m pretty sure that’s the last thing I need. “Nope. You need to stay in there until we’ve figured out what else you’ve done to the ship.”
“I haven’t done anything!”
Dora coughs hard, and it sounds suspiciously like she coughs the word “bullshit.”
Rhonda makes a whiny sound, pressing her face against the slot. “I can’t stay in here! I’m your client! This isn’t how you treat a paying customer!”
“You’re lucky we don’t space you,” Dora tells her, a fierce note in her voice. “So just sit down and shut the fuck up.”
I’m stunned by the ferocity in Dora’s response…and more than a little pleased. My fluffit has definitely been coming out of her shell. I’m so proud. “I did say Dora was in charge of the ship,” I tell Rhonda. “Sorry. Them’s the rules. It’s up to her if you get to come out or not.”
“But there’s not a real bed in here,” Rhonda protests, a whine rising in her tone. “It’s a cot! And the pillow in here has a rough pillowcase. I need my lotions and face creams.”
What she needs is a gag. I turn to Dora. “You’re in charge of the ship. Wanna let her out?”
Dora scowls. “No. Not until we find out what she’s planted and where.”
I shrug at Rhonda. “You heard her. Get comfy.”
Rhonda stomps her foot and makes a sound of pure outrage as we leave. I’m pretty sure I hear her calling my name as we head down the hall, but she can call all she wants. Dora’s right. We need to find out what our “customer” has been up to.
Jamef rubs his chin as we tell him about the tiny listening devices and how Dora locked Rhonda up. He curls his tail around her leg and gives her a look of pride. “Good job, sweetheart. I hope you weren’t in danger.”
“From Rhonda?” She snorts. “The only thing I’m in danger of around her is getting my ego punctured. Now that I’ve figured her out a bit more, I can handle her.”
“Can you scan the ship for the devices?” I ask Jamef, holding out the tiny, sticky thing on the end of my fingertip. “If you can sweep for DNA with your eye, surely these won’t be hard to find, right?”
“It’s not that simple.” He continues to rub his chin, thinking. “They’re coated with a polymer that masks them from appearing on scans. Nothing will show up if I do a sweep, and that’s why they’re so useful for spying. We’ll have to go back and check the security logs and see where on the ship Rhonda has paused.” He rubs his eyes, and he looks exhausted. “I’ll get started on it tonight.”
“No, you won’t,” Dora says. She slides into his lap and strokes one of his horns. “It’s been a very long day and you’re both tired. And I missed you both. It can wait until tomorrow.”
“She might hear something,” Jamef protests.
Dora gives me a wicked grin, reaching for my tail. “Then let’s give her something to listen to.”
“Naughty fluffit,” I tease. “I like the way you think.”
One Hundred Two
JAMEF
It’s easy to sink into the arms of my mates and push my worries away. I don’t have to think about my leg, or about where our bounty is, not when Dora is kissing me and Bethiah’s hands are roaming over my back.
Those sorts of things can wait for tomorrow. As long as no one notices that I’m a little more fatigued than usual, it’ll all be fine.
“I missed you both,” Dora says between kisses, her legs wrapped around my waist and her arms around my neck. “Who wants to be on bottom tonight?”
Before I can answer that I do, Bethiah grabs the base of my tail and gives it an enticing squeeze that makes my cock surge with awareness. “Jamef was on the bottom last time. He needs to be on top.”
“Or I could do it,” Dora offers, breathless as she nips at my lower lip. “I like being in control. It’s fun.” She pauses, and then adds, “Though I like it when you guys are in control, too.”
We get to our quarters and I set Dora down on the bed as Bethiah tugs on my trou, loosening them. She immediately grips my cock, stroking me, and I groan, leaning against her. “Greedy females,” I say, teasing. “Trying to decide how you want to use me. Don’t I get a say?”
“No,” they both chorus, and then Dora puts a hand on my cock, feeding the tip into her mouth as Bethiah kisses me.
Kef, was any male as fortunate as me to have two eager mates? I doubt it.
