Solomon's Arrow: A Novel by J. Dalton Jennings

Author:J. Dalton Jennings [Jennings, J. Dalton]
Language: eng
Format: azw
Publisher: Talos
Published: 2015-07-14T04:00:00+00:00

15

“Lorna, I have a favor to ask of you.”

The dinner was over, and Lorna Threman lay on her bed, thinking about the muscular, dark-skinned pilot. Her right hand had slid down her silky, white belly and disappeared beneath her panties when the husky female voice sounded in her head.

She gave a start and sat upright. “Of course, Lord, whatever you wish.”

“I have noticed that you find the dark-skinned man attractive.”

Lorna felt her cheeks turn bright red. “If you mean the dark-skinned man, Lord … um, he, uh, possesses a certain appeal, yes.”

“He is not like the other men you have coupled with, is he?”

Lorna could barely find her voice. “No, Lord,” she whispered.

“Commander Allison possesses an intimate knowledge of the starship known as Solomon’s Arrow,” the voice observed. “I want you to seduce him and gain his trust. You can then attain valuable information from him, specifically, the command codes that control the ship’s helm. You are well aware of how important it is for me to gain this knowledge, correct? You must not fail in this mission which I bestow upon you.”

Lorna’s pulse began to quicken at the prospect of bedding the commander. “When would you like me to institute this plan, Lord?”

“Tonight,” the voice replied. “He has returned from a meeting with his commanding officer, and is in the process of preparing for bed. The time is ideal for you to seduce him. It should not be difficult. The men of his era were renowned for their potent sex drive. Do not be swept up in the moment and forget your purpose; men such as he were celebrated for their abilities in bed, primarily due to their large sex organs, so steel yourself against his physical attributes.”

“Yes, Lord,” she murmured, feeling a delicious quiver in her belly. She’d finally be able to fulfill a long-held sexual fantasy: to achieve orgasm with a well-endowed man instead of by self-manipulation or by mechanical means or from the good graces of other women. She’d slept with New Terra’s pathetic excuses for males on several occasions, but had always been disappointed. Perhaps this time would be the exception. Commander Allison was unlike any man she’d ever met (or seen), and the prospect of feeling his manhood inside her was making her head swim.

Lorna slipped out of her clothes, dabbed a few drops of pheromone-laced perfume on strategic regions of her body, and shimmied into a red, low-cut, body-hugging dress she hoped would appeal to Richard’s prurient interests. She then accessed the code for his room and placed the call she’d been fantasizing about all night.

•

Having set his PID to wake him at seven in the morning, Richard was pulling down his bed sheets when the apartment’s transceiver beeped. He pressed the talk button on his night stand’s control panel and answered, “Hello?”

The caller’s voice was unmistakable. “Hello, Commander, this is Chancellor Threman. I was wondering if I could speak with you about a few things.”

“Sure, Chancellor,” Richard said, clearing his throat. “What would you like to know?”

“Please, call me Lorna,” she cooed.

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