7th Kind 1: Christmas in Dreamland (10 page)

Henry stepped up, cock already protected, and rubbed lube to her ass. Ike watched as Henry filled her rear. Meg’s hips shifted and wiggled until he was all the way in, and Ike kissed her. The tight sensation was good for them all, but they didn’t want to push her too fast.

Her hips rocked back and forth between them, and Ike let her ride. Charlie stepped up behind Henry and filled that tight ass so they were all together. Henry’s groans seemed to make Meg work harder. Those sharp nails dug into Ike’s back through his shirt as her pussy tightened on his cock.

“Don’t sprain something,” Ike whispered in her ear.

“I feel like I’m floating. I love you guys so much. My sex life has never been this wild.” She leaned back and kissed Henry.

Charlie’s hands slid around and squeezed her breasts as he fucked Henry hard the way he liked it.

“I wish you guys were naked,” she moaned.

“Tonight. I promise.” Henry kissed her cheek and came deep in her ass.

“Every night,” she demanded.

“Hell, yes!” Charlie shouted and climaxed against Henry.

Ike looked Meg in the eye and saw her need. Kissing her, he tangled their tongues as he rubbed her clit. Within seconds, her body tensed and her pussy convulsed on his cock. Meg pulled her mouth away and screamed against his chest as the release hit her hard. The feel of her coming sent Ike over. He thrust faster and harder, glad Henry was in control. He held onto Meg as Ike’s grip slipped.

It was a comfortable silence as they recovered from the intense sex. Slowly, they lifted Meg up and set her feet on the floor. But she stayed right there pressed between them.

“Do we really need all the protection since you’re aliens? Does birth control even work? I know with anal we want protection…but I’d love to try some sex without all the rubbers.”

“You’re the genius. Maybe you need to research it. We don’t want to risk getting you pregnant. Too much is up in the air now.” Ike straightened her glasses on her nose.

“I know you’re right. I just want the fun right now.” She kissed each of them quickly and went for her dress. “I’ll let you guys get back to work. One more night of fun before the big showdown with the top guy.”

“You’ll do great.” Charlie handed her the lab coat.

“Thanks. I’m highly motivated.” She winked.

Chapter Eight

The next day, Meg went back to her own room to shower and dress. Checking her calendar on her phone, she knew the meeting today was on. Commander Hastings was in and eager to see her work.

Meg slid on her lab coat and glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her maroon dress with light pink flowers wasn’t anything special, but she knew the smile she’d had recently was new. Nothing on her outside had changed, but somehow, she felt completely different. In school, she’d found her friends and safety with the smart kids. But deep down she didn’t want to play it safe like her family expected of their nerdy girl. No wonder she’d ended up here.

Once in the lab, she headed to meet with her guests, but Hastings was there.

“Good morning, Commander Hastings. I thought I was supposed to be in your office in half an hour.” Meg looked around for any other surprises.

The tall and imposing marine glared at her. Meg had endured her share of bullying in junior high and high school so the intimidating look didn’t bug her much now. All the top think tanks and universities wanted her. Anyone could shoot a gun, but few had her level of brilliance. Hastings had hired her because of the unusual nature of the work here.

“Yes, well, I couldn’t wait to see your information. I meant to be back yesterday. The guests are cooperating?” Hastings nodded to the pod.

“Of course, they never were a problem. Did you want to see them?” she asked, already knowing the answer.

“I want to see your weapon in action. That would require one of them.” Hastings mouth lifted in a slight smile.

This was a man who enjoyed torture and found any excuse for it. Meg suppressed a chill and cleared her throat.

“That won’t be necessary. I conducted my tests yesterday.” She tapped one of the tablet computers mounted to the wall. “This is a recording of the tests.”

“How could you possibly test that weapon-dust you made without alien tissue?” Hastings stared at the image.

“I had plenty of alien skin. Seven grafts taken from seven different aliens. One of my lab guys came back early to do the harvest, and the tests were made while the samples were still viable.” Meg pointed to the image of the dust being introduced. “The irritant dust slips in between the cells as the skin tries to shift to a more protective form.”

“Wait!” Hastings snapped.

Meg jumped but knew exactly what his problem would be. “What?”

“Seven? I only ordered four aliens sent here.” He watched Meg carefully.

“But you have three on your staff. They were assigned to guard the alien guests. Ingenious of you really, aliens guarding aliens. But Ike, Henry and Charlie are all very human assimilated. They were raised here and offered themselves for testing. They love our planet and country that much.”

“You figured it out?” Hastings asked.

“You hired me. You know exactly how smart I am. I didn’t know before this holiday, but I put it all together. Now, let’s get back to the weapon. It would cause intense pain if the tissue were attached to nerve endings. Here you see the degradation of the sample’s consistency. It turns to shreds, leaving the aliens defenseless against the elements or any other weapons we have.”

Hastings watched the monitor through each of the seven samples. “It acts quickly.”

She nodded. “Very. I haven’t worked up an antidote for accidental exposure yet, but that’s my next project.”

“In case our alien men get exposed.” Hastings rolled his shoulders. “This will work better. A flesh eating disease would’ve worked well too if we’d managed to mutate it properly.”

Meg rolled her eyes behind Hastings’ back. “A nice theory. But diseases can mutate back, and that was the big danger there. It could adapt to infect humans
and
aliens. Too dangerous to control.”

Hastings turned to glare at her. “If the aliens offered, why didn’t you let them test the weapon? I assure you, they’ve endured a great deal. Marines do.”

Meg looked away, not wanting to think of them in pain at any point. “I refused to allow any of them to be subjects. Your four guests volunteered, as well. They’d pay any price to stay here and help us.”

“And be with Liz. I’m not ignorant of the insanity that went on. It’s asking for trouble.” Hastings shook his head.

“They don’t want to go back any more than Ike and his group do. I’m not going to torture people who want to help us. There are other ways to get the data we need. It works. We can defend ourselves if they launch a direct attack. Have the abduction incidents tapered off at all?” Meg asked.

“That’s where I was yesterday. I received a briefing. Some people were returned. Others are still missing. The holidays have slowed it down a bit, but that might be due to all the traveling people are doing. If people have gone missing, others might assume they are visiting family. That’s why the aliens are really here.” Hastings turned the tablet computer off.

“You weren’t going to test the weapon on them?” Meg didn’t believe it.

“I was going to ask them. A test of loyalty, yes. But it would have been their choice. They were moved here, where Liz is, because they agreed to do everything to help us. Any information they have, any memories they’ve repressed. I feel they’re holding back.” Hastings rubbed his hands together.

Meg got the feeling Hasting didn’t really trust them. “Ike, Charlie and Henry?”

“They’ve bled for this country. We raised them to be soldiers. We have tested them over and over. I trusted them with your life and brain, knowing you’d be too easy on the guests. You’re safe.”

“They’d never hurt anyone! I know Regon and his men, as well. They are good guys.” Meg protested.

“Dr. Lyle, you are a brilliant scientist. You are not a spy or a military operative. Trust me, you were in good hands. Now, you can continue with your work on the antidote. We don’t want to lose good men.” Hastings headed to the door.

“We’re not done. I know there were other boys in that crash. Are they alive or did you dissect them?” Meg demanded.

Hastings turned, and his big round face and bald head became almost as maroon as her dress. “We had dead adults to dissect. I’ll see that you get all the files. You’ll be our next generation expert on alien anatomy. They do a good job of mimicking us, but they aren’t us. The boys we raised are very close. There are others spread out strategically where we need them. But you would do well to beware of those who crashed here recently. Trust must be earned.”

“Fine. I can’t change your mind. While I have you here, I do have another issue that is pressing. I would like to request a change in personal quarters assignment.” Meg’s stomach fluttered with fear, but she had to formally do this.

“You want an upgrade?” Hastings lifted an eyebrow. “Your work was good, but wouldn’t you rather have some time off?’

She shook her head and smiled. “I want to be with my guys. Ike, Charlie and Henry. We would like some vacation time together, too.” Hastings could do anything, and she knew it. Military command scared Meg a little. He could take the men away or ship her off. Meg wasn’t foolish enough to think she had all the power. Neither did Hastings.

“You fell for it. Foolish. You’re asking for trouble, and there is no way to know how it will end.” Hastings sighed.

“I fell for three men. Don’t you dare try to take them away, either. I’ll go public, and you know I can. You can try to make me disappear, except I know too many academics who’d love to blow the cover off of Dreamland.” She grinned smugly.

“Don’t threaten me.” Hastings marched up and towered over her.

“It’s a promise. I’ve sent a file with information to someone I trust. If anything happens to me, and I mean
anything
, the truth will out. If they don’t hear from me for a whole month, they have instructions to open it and make it viral.”

“You know how essential secrecy is.” Hastings wasn’t convinced.

“So do you. I won’t leak anything that causes mass panic or endangers human lives; just governments cover ups that’ll outrage all those crazy conspiracy theorists. It’s enough proof to bring out CNN. I’ll bring your quiet project into the light. All I want is my guys and me to be safe and to work toward the same goals you are.” She folded her arms confidently.

Hastings shrugged. “Fine. I don’t care who you sleep with. Do the work, don’t lose the mission and keep it quiet. We don’t need all of Dreamland knowing there are aliens among us.”

He stalked out of her lab.

Meg twirled in sheer joy. She hadn’t done that since she was a little girl. It seemed silly, but it felt right. Her work wasn’t done. The antidote would be a whole new challenge, but the big problem was over. She got to keep her men!

* * * *

After work, she found her guys in their room. Rolling her suitcase full of clothes behind her, she strode in as if she owned the place.

Henry nudged Charlie who turned. “Looks like we’ve got a new roommate.”

Ike emerged from the bathroom and grinned at Meg. “Things went well?”

“Was there ever any doubt?” She had to admit she’d had some doubt that she’d get away with it.

“Hastings knows you know about us?” Charlie took her suitcase and set it in the corner.

“Absolutely, and he’s okay with my moving my room assignment. I have to find an antidote for the dust. Hastings trusts you guys. And a little threatening never hurts.” She wrapped an arm around Charlie and another around Ike. She kissed them each and spun to kiss Henry.

“No testing on the others?” Henry asked.

“Nope. I digitally recorded my experiments and replayed them. He can’t say he didn’t get to
observe
the tests.” She used air quotes for added impact. “How are you guys healing?”

Ike held out his arm. “All better.”

His arm looked as if nothing had happened to it at all. “Wow! I knew you guys healed fast, but this is great.”

“You want us to be in pain?” Charlie pouted.

“Hush. I’m just impressed with your skin. That gives me an idea for an antidote, sort of.” She twirled and fell back on the bed.

“You look as happy as ET when she gets a bag of treats—or a group of stray tomcats.” Ike flopped down next to her.

“I am thrilled.” She couldn’t stop smiling.

Henry slid in on her other side. “You’re not worried about what people will think of it?”

She laughed so hard she almost snorted. Covering her mouth and nose, she shook off the giggles. “No! Let them think whatever they want. I’ve always been the geek who didn’t have a boyfriend and the four-eyed, too-tall girl no one asked to dance. Now, I have three boyfriends who are the hottest guys in Dreamland. Let them say something to me.”

Charlie climbed on her and kissed her playfully. “We will flaunt it daily.”