TakeMeHard (7 page)

Weelia seemed alarmed.

Tornen looked at the calm expressions on Zoe's men and guessed, "She does this a lot?"

Leos nodded. "Last week it happened while she was designing a new shuttlecraft. She was in the middle of a power coupling and she went to pieces."

Weelia nodded. "I am beginning to think that adoption was the best thing for me. I don't know if Tornen could have handled mood swings as well as your men have."

Zoe laughed and ended on a hiccup. "The symptoms decrease when I increase my protein intake, but I didn't want to freak you out."

Tornen nodded. "So, that is why you wanted the livestock."

She smiled and shrugged. "That and my men need something to hunt besides me. Being stalked makes me nervous."

The room degenerated into laughter and when Zoe yawned and snuggled against Trin, the evening wound to a halt. Weelia and Tornen were shown to empty rooms while Trin carried Zoe back to their chambers.

He sat her on the edge of the bed and slipped off her shoes. She smiled and leaned back on her arms.

"Are you happy that your parents are here?"

She grinned and she was sure that the light in her soul blinded her mates. "I am very happy indeed. Let me show you how happy."

He was naked in under fifteen seconds. Zoe wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked slowly, pausing to circle her thumb around the tip. She leaned forward and licked at his flared head, the skin on his shaft sliding like silk under her hand.

She took the head between her lips and sucked lightly and then with more force as she took up a quick rhythm that had him groaning.

She paused in her motions when hands caressed her backside and flipped up her skirt, exposing her swollen, dripping folds to her lover. She felt a spear of heat and then the thick thrust of Leos's cock inside her. He rocked into her with a heavy beat, a hard, punishing pace that moved her mouth on Trin with a fast rhythm.

Her own released started as a tingle of friction followed by a rush of heat and she took her mouth from Trin at the moment that he came. He groaned, she screamed and a snarl and sharp thrust pounded into her from behind as Leos came.

The musk of their cum was on her and she simply sighed, rolling to one side while Trin got a damp cloth to clean her face and breasts before tucking it between her thighs.

She was lazy but not exhausted and when Jarix returned to their rooms and undressed, she opened her arms to him.

He slid his body against hers slowly. His cock edging into her sex and rubbing against her until her moisture let him in was simply maddening.

Zoe lifted her legs and wrapped them around his hips, pulling him into her. She could feel all the minds of her set as Jarix thrust into her, taking her hard and fast.

It was one of her favourite things about being part of a clone set, no matter which male was inside her, they all felt it as if they were the one making love to her. It could be distracting on days where two were out building homes and one was left watching her.

Her body soared with him inside her and as he kissed her while his hand rubbed against her clit, she came again, sharing the pleasure with her men.

Jarix growled and rocked into her, jetting inside her before he rested on her.

She checked the bedding. "You killed another pillow, Jarix."

He lifted his head and kissed her. "If you didn't share every moment that I was inside you, I would have better self-control."

She laughed and let him roll her so she was sandwiched between him and Trin. Snug and surrounded by love, she put a protective hand over her belly and went to sleep.

Her family was here in the building and all around her. There was no safer and no better place to be.

The archive was waiting for her and with the inhabitants of their world around her, she sealed each purchase report behind the sturdiest plexi that the Hagerson Multi Corporation could design.

Liiro furrowed his brow. "These documents indicate that we are still owned by the…" He leaned forward and scowled, "Purple Monkey Corporation?"

Zoe smiled and lifted the final document. "I, Zoe Hagerson, sole shareholder of the Purple Monkey Corporation, do hereby grant freedom to the listed persons in perpetuity and the belief that no living sentient being should be owned by another, no matter the method of their birth or creation."

With a flourish, she placed the document in its own sealed case and had the bot place it on the wall in a place of honour.

Zoe leaned against her men and smiled as tears came to faces that had only ever lived in fear or dread. Freedom was terrifying, but if you did it right, it could be the best thing in the universe.

Epilogue

Yvetta Hagerson-Leo watched the waves of colony ships landing on her home world. Her parents were inside trying to get her younger siblings under control. It wasn't an easy task as all of her brothers had the ability to shift into feline forms.

Her grandfather came close and put an arm around her shoulders. "What are you thinking, Vet?"

"That my world is about to get interesting."

"That would be an understatement. Are you ready for the loss of the dome?"

She sighed and looked up. "I will miss being able to watch the rain without getting wet, but I suppose the expansion of the city is worth it."

"Where is Aliisha?"

"Trying to seduce the shuttle pilots."

"And your sisters?"

"Weeliasha is at the flight-control office and Torlia is on the Solar Knife running the defence systems."

Tornen chuckled. "What are you supposed to be doing?"

"Helping with colony control. Mom was going to come with me, but the boys went berserk and she had to help the Dads control them." Yvetta bit her nail. "I hate public speaking."

Her grandfather gave her a hug. "You will do fine."

Yvetta whirled as she felt a familiar presence. "Papa."

Papa Jarix was waiting for her, his tawny hair slightly rumpled. "If you are ready, Yvetta, your mother will catch up with us once she gets your brothers under control. They broke into meat storage and have been gnawing on the haunches of steer that we were storing."

She winced. "I am as ready as ever. Grandpa was giving me a pep talk."

Her father smiled at his father-in-law. "He is good at that. I hear he used to do a little bit of public speaking in his time."

Yvetta laughed. Tornen Hagerson had been chief executive officer and head designer of Hagerson Multi Corporation. He had, indeed, done his share of public speaking.

She hiked with her father to the landing site and pasted a smile on her face. She greeted ship captains and species representatives alike.

Once everyone had had a chance to relax, she got on the podium and addressed the crowd.

"Ladies and gentlemen, colonists of all ages. Welcome to one and all.

"I am Yvetta Hagerson-Leo, owner of this world. It has been handed down from my mother's side and it will belong to my children in the long run. While all colonists are welcome here, they will not have a claim to any part of this world. Their children, however, will.

"This planet not only has invited colonists of all races but of all origins. There are ninety-two families of designed origin here and they are citizens of this world with property rights as well as homes. That is a status that you will have to work for. No disrespect to the designed beings will be tolerated. Anyone engaging in discrimination or hate crimes will be ejected from this world without qualm or appeal. The truth of the situation can be determined by a number of the designed beings, so if you harbour hatred for them, you may leave now. The shuttles are waiting."

Yvetta paused for a moment while several folks stirred in discomfort before they settled.

"The city is accessible to everyone. There is a museum containing archived documents of the basics of genetic design. It is the most extensive in all the planets and we welcome people to gain an education about the first settlers of this world."

Yvetta described the amenities available. Food, housing, pools, exercise areas and farmland. She went through some basic rules of conduct and mentioned the contracts that all members of the colonist program had signed.

"If you want to leave, you may leave. Freedom is prized above all. I, once again, would like to formally welcome you to Argent. Be welcome and ask questions."

She nodded and bowed her way off the podium.

Her father wrapped an arm around her. "You did well, Yvetta."

She sighed and smiled. "Are Gran and Grandpa coming for dinner tonight?"

Papa Jarix smiled. "Of course. They are now colonists of Argent. There is no reason for them to leave again."

Yvetta laughed. After close to thirty years, her mother had convinced her parents to stay. Her grandfather retired and her grandmother resigned her charity posts, both of them signing on as administrators for the Argent colony.

As they walked back to the house, they heard yelling, yowling and cursing, Yvetta grinned. There was nothing like being surrounded by family and wanting to be there anyway.

About the Author

Zenina Masters was born in Canada and lives in Canada. She has a regular job and does nothing particularly exciting with her life. She enjoys fishing, silence and the ability to pick and choose friends she can trust. Life is too short to watch your back all the time.

Her writing life is a teeny bit of escapism, she would probably chicken out if confronted by three naked men and looks forward to one day finding out.