Growing Pains
Mark wasn't really upset that they pulled the gun on him, in fact he was expecting them to do it, that's why he let them keep the gun in the first place, he just didn't expect it to be the Admiral himself. He had suspected they were looking for something to exploit and wanted to give them a glimmer of hope only to dash it and hopefully make them believers. We'll see what happens later when the Admiral recovers.
He walked off to find the girls. It was fairly dark out already as the sun had gone down behind the mountains quite a while ago. Fortunately there was some street lights scattered around the parks, ponds and fountains as he found them sitting on the edge of a fountain with their feet in the water.
Taryn and Cleo were still with them and Cleo was describing what she was looking for to move. She wasn't much of an ocean or flat land person, she loved to hike, so she had been looking for trees and mountains if there was a river or lake nearby, that was a bonus.
She had described the location of three places that had her eye so far. One of the places she liked was in the Gaia River Valley on the western side of Mount Hymettus in the Mestor region. It was lush forest there, a small lake and some waterfalls. Another place she liked was nestled in the Leukippe River Valley that ran west to the shore from between Mount Pnyx and Mount Cleito in the Elasippus region, the last place was on this side of the mountains in the Ampheres region in the foothills south of Poseidon's Garden.
The girls decided they would check out those areas tomorrow, then Annabelle described what she was wanting for her parents ranch. She wanted something inland, with trees and meadows, a river and close proximity to foothills. From what she had seen in the hologram she's figured she would find what she was looking for in the central portion of the southern side of the island. One spot was near the base of the Meteor Plateau near the Pleione River in the Atlas region that looked promising and another in the neighbouring Autokthon region and yet another in the southernmost Mneseus region, all were around the base of the Meteor Plateau, which dominated the southern portion of the island.
When they asked Taryn where she would like to live, she said, "I'm still not sure I want to settle here, I've been liking my life in the security service and constantly travelling, but if I was to move here, I'd just want to live near people I know and it would need to have quick access to the port, since that's where I would be working, but I also like hiking and lakes, so the place Cleo just described in the Mestor region sounds like it would be a good spot to check out!"
Cleo looked at the time and then said, "Since I'm taking first shift in medical tomorrow, I'm going to head to bed. I really like how there's basic quarters upstairs in the temple."
Annabelle was surprised, "Really?"
Mark said, "That's convenient, "
Cleo said, "Yes, they are what are called active barracks, because medical is one of those jobs that always has at least one person there around the clock! They're just basic rooms, but they're convenient."
Taryn then realized the time and said, "It doesn't look like I'm going back to the embassy tonight, so I might as well go find a place before they're all taken."
Cleo laughed, "There's over 30,000 residences, plus all the rooms in the palace and only a few hundred people here, I think it'll be easy to find a place to stay, but you're welcome to stay with me tonight, if you want."
"Mmmm that sounds like a good alternative too," Taryn said, as she grabbed Cleo's hand and they walked off toward the temple.
It was now dark and with the mention of bed, everyone began yawning as they started walking back to the palace courtyard and up the elevators. Mark, Annabelle and Rayven were behind the others so their elevator left before they could get on.
As they were going up the elevators, Mark mentioned that he was going to go have a shower before bed. Going from a frigid climate to a tropical one does take some time to get acclimated and he had perspired more than normal today, despite the fact that he did have a shower with Cass and Beth this morning.
Apparently everyone had the same idea as everyone convened in the bathhouse. Despite all the naked flesh, everyone seemed content to just wash themselves in the incredible rainfall shower, since this was the first time they saw it. When the shower was off it just looked like a normal stone ceiling and floor, although the floor was slightly graded toward an almost invisible drain that ran down the middle of the shower area.
Once they finished their shower, Mark went to his office just to sit down and check on the feedback from the website. Again there were dozens of messages and most look liked like they were from the gullible hypocrites, but nothing of any value he could see at a quick glance. If there was something he missed, the breakfast club would let him know in the morning.
Not having taken much time to look around before, Annabelle and Rayven followed him into his office. Rayven laid out on one of the sofas in the meeting area and commented on how comfy it was, while Annabelle went and sat on his throne, which was on its own white stylobate, with two columns against the wall on either side and an Atlantean flag on a flagpole on each side. His trident was hung on the wall in the corner and his crown was on blue pillow on a table beside the trident. The throne itself was a white material that looked and felt like padded leather on the seat, back and armrests with gold arm supports and legs and the Atlantean symbol etched into the seat back in blue.
Annabelle looked so regal and beautiful sitting upon the throne in all her naked glory.
Mark's cock started stiffening as he looked at the beautiful teenager as he walked over to the throne, got down on his knees, bowed to her and asked if he could taste her royal nectar. Annabelle laid back a bit, spread her legs so her calves were resting on the armrests and said, "Of course, my King!"
Mark slowly kissed his way up her legs and then proceeded to taste the pretty peach exposed to him. She tasted delicious as he extended his tongue deep into her to extract more of her essence.
After bringing her to orgasm with his tongue, they got up to switch places and noticed Rayven was fast asleep on the sofa.
As Mark sat on his throne, Annabelle positioned his cock at her wet slit and proceeded to straddle him, fortunately the throne seat was wide enough for Mark and her legs. They slowly made love upon the throne, just enjoying their embrace and the feeling of being joined together. Annabelle kept gyrating her hips to keep Mark's cock hard within her and Mark was happy to suckle on her ample breasts swaying in front of his face and kissing her soft lips while looking into her blue eyes.
They lost track of time with their slow sensuous love making and when Annabelle glanced over her shoulder to see Rayven still soundly asleep, she noticed all the clocks on the wall behind Mark's desk and decided they should probably go to bed too.
After a blistering passionate kiss, she whispered, "Cum in me, my King, fill my pussy with your royal seed!"
Mark's cock tingled and Annabelle got a big smile on her face as she felt his cock grow inside her, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath as the head slipped through her cervix and into her womb. With her king right where she wanted him, she repeatedly impaled her womb with Mark's cock and, with the added tightness, it didn't take long before Mark erupted deep inside her.
They stayed upon the throne as Mark's cock shrank back to its normal size, but was still embedded within her, keeping his cum from leaking all over the throne. As they got up, Annabelle cupped her pussy and started to clean herself and then proceeded to give Mark's cock a good cleaning with her mouth.