The door to Sarinia Baelora's quarters slid open and Myrdina burst into the room. "You're leaving?!" she screeched, bristling with anger.
"Welcome, dear sister," the eldest daughter of House Baelora said dryly, turning to glance through her bedroom's open door into the lounge. "Please accept my apologies for not inviting you in, I was preoccupied and must have failed to hear the door chime."
Myrdina ignored her elder sister's sarcasm. "I just got your message! What do you mean you're going to Genthalas and leaving me in charge of Baelora?!"
"Exactly as I said," Sarinia replied, folding a long dress and placing it in her case. "I need to find out what mother is planning and there's no way I can do that from here. I intend to travel to Genthalas with the fleet. Once I arrive, then I'll-"
"Oh, no... absolutely not!" Myrdina snarled. "If you think you're leaving me behind on an undefended planet, you're seriously mistaken! I've delegated custodianship of Baelora to Lieralia... I'm coming with you!"
Sarinia sighed and shook her head. "Fine, do as you please... but I'm not sure why you're so eager to face mother's displeasure. Do you actually think she'll be overjoyed to see us arriving at Genthalas?"
Myrdina suddenly looked anxious and she twisted her corded belt, a nervous tick she'd developed years ago after one of Gaenna's more brutal punishments.
Lieralia and Rosanae chose that moment to stride inside, both looking just as furious as Myrdina had done earlier.
"I thought I'd find you in here! What are you up to, Myrdina?!" Lieralia demanded, eyes narrowed in suspicion. "I've never seen you turn down an opportunity for advancement, but now you're leaving me in charge of Baelora? Why?!"
Before she could reply, Rosanae fumed, "Why was I overlooked? Lieralia and I are the same age, why should she be put in charge?!"
Sarinia turned to Gaenna's third and fourth daughters. "Myrdina has decided to accompany me to Genthalas to uncover whatever scheme mother is plotting. Surely the two of you can share administrative duties while we're away?"
The twins looked at each other in alarm, then glared at Myrdina. "Why didn't you tell us what Sarinia was doing?!" Rosanae demanded imperiously.
"If you two are going, then we're coming too!" Lieralia snapped, folding her arms across her chest and daring her eldest sisters to say otherwise.
Myrdina glared at the two of them in irritation, then suddenly snorted with laughter. "You aren't seriously suggesting we leave Tehlariene in charge of our homeworld? That imbecile has her head in the clouds!"
Lieralia and Rosanae looked at each other and smirked at the thought of leaving their youngest sister in that prestigious position.
"You think that's amusing?" Myrdina asked them incredulously. "Mother would have an absolute fit!"
That wiped the smiles from their faces.
"Well I'm not staying behind!" Rosanae snapped.
Lieralia huffed indignantly. "Nor me!"
Brought to an impasse, they turned to their eldest sister for guidance.
Sarinia placed a pair of strappy high-heeled shoes in her case, then studied her three younger sisters with an arched eyebrow. "What are those looks for?"
"What are we going to do?" Myrdina asked impatiently. "It's your fault we're in this position."
"My fault?" Sarinia asked with a disbelieving laugh. "I'm sure you all agree that we need to look into mother's affairs and see what she's planning... If I stay on Baelora, are any of you volunteering to go to Genthalas and investigate? Do you really relish the opportunity to be in Gaenna's close company for the next several weeks?"
All three of them looked down, unable to meet her gaze.
"Such brave souls," she said with amusement. Her smile faded and she sighed. "Or perhaps you're simply far wiser than me."
Myrdina suddenly looked up and exclaimed, "We could all go!"
Rosanae nodded, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yes! If all of us accompany the fleet to Genthalas, we could weather mother's fury between us!"
"Including Tehlariene!" Lieralia added with a vindictive grin.
Myrdina laughed at that and nodded. "Between the four of us, we have enough operatives within our territory to ensure that House edicts are carried out to the letter, even if we aren't occupying the palace. Besides, we can tell mother that we feared for our safety without the fleet guarding the homeworld... surely she can't object to that?"
"Oh, I'm sure Gaenna will be most understanding," Sarinia said, rolling her eyes. "Are you quite certain I can't convince any of you to stay behind? Mother will be far less angry at us turning up unannounced at Genthalas if one of you is occupying her seat of power."
The three sisters exchanged glances then shook their heads obstinately.
"We're coming with you," Myrdina said with an air of defiance. "Just because I don't trust our mother as far as I could throw the evil old hag, don't think I'm going to start blindly trusting you to have our best interests at heart. There's got to be a reason that Gaenna is skulking around Genthalas like a vulkine circling a carcass... and if there is, I'm not planning to be left out!"
Sarinia sighed with resignation and shut the lid of her suitcase. "Fine then... If you won't listen to reason, then we'll all go." She looked at them sharply and added, "But pack quickly, the fleet is scheduled to depart in an hour!"
"I'll inform Tehlariene we're going on a trip," Lieralia said with a smirk.
The three sisters laughed as they hurried out of the room, leaving Sarinia alone in her quarters. She waited patiently for them to leave and when the door finally closed behind them, her lips curled up into a cold smile of satisfaction.
***
John cradled Sakura's head in his hands and gazed into her soulful brown eyes as he pushed his cock deep inside her. Her lips parted as she let out a delightful gasp of pleasure, her pussy gripping him tight as he pushed through her cervix into her womb.
"It feels good to be home," he said, leaning down to kiss her.
Sakura gazed up at him adoringly. "I missed you so much..."
He brushed her jet-black hair away from her beautiful face, pausing to admire the gorgeous young woman. "You mean the world to me, Sakura. I love you... and I'm so very sorry that-"
She leaned up to silence him with a kiss, then pulled him down with her as she lay back on the bed, wrapping her arms and legs around him. When the head of his cock reached her limits and his quad rested on the pert curve of her buttocks, Sakura stroked his flanks with her inner thighs, the velvety smooth skin incredibly soft against his own.
Sakura finally ended the passionate liplock and shook her head. "No more apologies, I don't want to hear them. Show me how much you love me..."
John nodded his understanding, then did as she asked, his body moving with hers in a sensuous rhythm. Gentle caresses and loving words combined with the thrust of his hips, driving Sakura up to a plateau of ecstasy and keeping her there. He was attentive to her needs, watching with a smile of satisfaction as he brought her to one explosive climax after another.
After the fourth, she collapsed back on the bed and panted for breath, her cheeks flushed with arousal. "No more..." she begged him with a giggle. "You showed me! My God... you showed me..."
"Forgiven?" John asked as he stroked her cheek.
She shook her head. "There was never anything to forgive." Reaching out for Calara's hand, Sakura gave him a loving smile. "Now show Callie..."
The Asian girl uncrossed her golden-brown legs from behind his back, releasing her tight embrace. John carefully withdrew from her, then sat up, kneeling on the bed as he watched Sakura roll away. Calara slid across to take her place, parting her limber thighs and crooking a finger to beckon him closer. He glanced down and saw her labia were slick with arousal, flushed and wet in readiness for him.
"Alyssa was kind enough to warm me up while you were entertaining Sakura," she said with a seductive smile.
John moved his cock into position and pushed, feeling the head stretching her wide as her inner walls were forced apart to accommodate his girth. He paused for a moment, gazing down at the magnificent olive-toned beauty splayed out on the bed before him. She looked like a sultry centrefold but with the toned physique of a professional athlete... sensual and powerful in equal measure.
"Like what you see?" she asked, her eyes roving over his muscular body. "I know I do."
As he pushed deeper, John moved into position over Calara, resting his weight on his elbows as he lay on her spectacular teenage body. "You look absolutely stunning..."
Calara noticed the way he trailed off and looked at him in surprise. "But?"
He propped himself up on one hand, then used the other to stroke her toned stomach, tracing the definition with a gentle caress. "Something's missing... then you'd look perfect."
The Latina's brown eyes softened and she curled her arms and legs around him as she pulled him down for a kiss. "Just a few more months," she breathed, the primal need smouldering in her gaze. "I dream about it every night... starting our family... It's going to be magical."
"Such a good girl," he whispered in her ear, making Calara shiver in delight. "Maybe we should get some more practice... so we're ready for the big day?"
She nodded slowly, biting her full lower lip between sparkling white teeth. "Lots and lots of practice..."
"I'm going to show you how much I love you," he said quietly, stroking her hair as he began to move. "Then we'll get married... and we can make a baby together..."