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Chapter Twenty-Nine

Finding Each Other

Raniko contacted Hudson Brody from Hans’ ship to fill him in on this strange and twisting mission which seemed to change with the tides. Hudson listened to her story with dread. He could see a lot of paperwork and long meetings with the police commissioners coming from all this. He took another tablet, dry, and it stuck in his throat.

“For my sake, Raniko, make sure the queen gets back to her planet in one piece.”

“Don’t worry, Hudson. She’s quite safe.”

Hudson breathed a sigh of relief. “And the bipene?”

“Devon’s not a prisoner. She’ll withdraw her request.”

“How do you know?” Hudson grumbled.

“Believe me, I know. Anyway, for now, sir, I’m needed in the bedroom. If you need me, you have my co-ordinates.”

“Yes, Raniko, get some rest. Once you get back, I’ve another mission for you.”

“We might have to talk about that, sir.”

Raniko left Hudson Brody to mull over her last remark and cut all contact for she was indeed needed back in the bedroom. Brandana’s bedroom. The place where something special had begun to develop.

As she entered the room, she found Devon and Brandana locked together in a tight, naked embrace, pulsing their tongues together, their eyelids fluttering in anticipation. Raniko pulled back the white bedcovers to see their bodies entwined, Brandana’s hand enclosed over Devon’s thick penis giving it lavish strokes. Another penis, fully engorged and brutally purple, stood erect behind his back.

With a swift movement, Raniko threw her white robe to the ground and lay behind Devon. She pressed herself onto him, her hands embracing both his hairy body and Brandana’s smooth form. As Raniko took Brandana’s pink nipple in her hands, Devon moved his penis up inside the freedom fighter, Raniko easing her friend into position and rubbing her buttocks softly. Raniko slid down and began to suck at Devon’s second penis, her tongue tracing every bulbous vein and shining curve.

Raniko kissed Brandana whilst watching Devon rocket in and out of her for a while, sensing her extreme pleasure. Raniko took her tall, slender legs and light frame onto Devon’s back and sat on his second penis, as beautifully wide and urgent as the first, letting his motion which was in Brandana also be the motion inside her. Devon gave a throaty moan. For the first time, he felt the complete fulfilment available to him and, through him, this passed into the girls as though they could all feel one another at the same time; six pairs of hands and two hot vaginas full of pulsating stiffness and a frantic exertion to the sweetness of triple climax.

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Meanwhile, Hans stood outside Uno’s room. He was uncertain. He put his hand near to the pad outside Uno’s room and hesitated. She was calling for him. In sultry tones. Uno knew full well that he had plotted a course back for Irella and that she would shortly be back home, in the palace, with her husband, just a little ashamed. For that, she had a deal of frustration and was calling for her dirty pirate to help her get rid of it. Only Hans knew that, despite it all, he had fallen for Uno but the thought of her naked, slipping it to her from behind, soaking up her wetness, made his penis grow so large it showed above his leather belt loops.

So that night as the stars twinkled, as the planets leisurely turned by the irresistible pull of the moons, as the galaxy continued to be an endless phenomenon, there was a cruiser somewhere full of queens, Star Fighters and resistance fighters, an incredible mix, in a ship full of blossoming passion.

About the Author

Liberty Stafford resides in the beautiful countryside of rural England. She particularly enjoys the romantic side of life, both with her pen and in person. Liberty’s major hobby is people watching and many of her ideas are created from chance encounters, overheard whispers or divulged secrets, concealed of course in a shroud of mystery.

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