Three Square Meals Ch. 130
Calara pulled back from Jack and they shared a warm smile, revelling in the new sense of closeness between them. Feeling giddy with emotion, she rode a euphoric high of relief at finally being able to put aside months of worry. Out of all Calara's family members, it had always been her father's reaction to her amazing new life that she'd worried about the most, but that was all in the past now. She finally had the best of both worlds; the incredible intimacy she shared with John and the girls... as well as the heart-warming surety that her beloved father was proud of her. Calara's life had never felt more perfect and she had John and Alyssa to thank for it.
Glancing across to the adjacent sofa, Calara beamed a radiant smile at her lovers... which faltered when she saw the dazzling light shining from Alyssa's eyes. "Alyssa! What's wrong?!"
"Nothing's wrong... everything's wonderful!" the blonde gushed, giggling as she leaned against John.
Jack looked at her with concern. "Did she have too much to drink?"
"Uh huh," Alyssa replied, bobbing her head exuberantly. "I'm drunk on love!"
"She's not actually drunk," John explained, propping up the wavering teenager. "She'll be fine in a few minutes; Alyssa's reacting like this because-"
Jack stared at her glowing eyes and held up a hand. "Let me stop you there, John. I think I've reached my limit for what I'm able to cope with tonight."
Calara laughed and hugged her father. "I'm sorry, dad. This must have all been overwhelming... but I'm really glad you know the truth now."
"Me too," he agreed, returning the embrace then rising to his feet. "I'm going to call it a night and let you deal with... whatever's happening to Alyssa."
"I'll show you to your room," Calara offered, standing too.
Jack gave her a reassuring pat on the arm. "Deck Four, third room on the right. Don't worry, I can make it there on my own." He glanced at the beams of light shining from the blonde's eyes. "You should look after your girlfriend... maybe make her some psychic coffee or something?"
John and Calara both laughed at that, while Alyssa pouted playfully.
"Sleep well, Jack," John said, nodding to him. "If you need anything during the night, head up to the Command Deck. The Nymphs will be rotating watch on the Bridge and they'll be happy to help."
He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "I'd like to call Maria, if that's alright?"
"Of course," John agreed.
"There's a comms interface in your quarters," Calara interjected. "You can call mom from there."
Jack thanked them and wished them goodnight, then strode out of the Officers' Lounge.
Calara sat down next to Alyssa and brushed a stray lock of golden hair from her face. "What happened, my love? I've never seen you react like this before."
Alyssa let out a contented sigh. "You were so happy..." She drew a glowing pink heart in the air with her fingertip, then a dazzling set of stars sparkled around it. "Just like that!"
"I didn't need telepathy to know how elated you were," John said, smiling at the brunette. "Alyssa's closest to you out of all the girls, so she must be really feeling it."
Calara snuggled up on the sofa next to Alyssa and hugged her tight. "It was amazing. I've been worrying how my dad was going to react for so long, but he was just really proud of me. I don't think I've ever felt so deeply at peace."
"You shared everything with me... and it felt so wonderful," Alyssa said, her eyes suddenly filling with tears. She looked up at John and choked back a sob. "It was just like back on Karron with my dad..."
"Ah, honey..." he said with sympathy, wrapping his arms around both girls.
"I love both of you so much," Alyssa whispered, trembling in their embrace. "My life before... I know I've never really talked about it, but I don't want you to look at me differently. It seemed like I was always scared, hungry... and in pain."
John stroked her abdomen where she'd been stabbed by a Kirrix nest guardian. "I'm sorry. I guess things haven't changed all that much..."
She wiped away her tears and shook her head. "No, you changed everything! I'm never alone now and we can take anything life throws at us... I'm always going to be there for you."
"We know," John said, holding her close.
Calara gave her a loving kiss on the cheek. "We'll always be there for you too."
Alyssa let out a happy sigh. "I know..."
They cuddled together for a few minutes, giving Alyssa time to recover after being overwhelmed by her emotions.
She eventually glanced up at John and gave him a sultry smile. "Actually, things haven't changed all that much. I'm feeling pretty hungry; have you got anything tasty to fill up my tummy?"
"And she's back," John said with a chuckle.
Calara grinned at him. "You didn't answer the question, John. I'm feeling pretty hungry too."
"Poor girls, I didn't mean to neglect you," he said with sympathy, idly stroking their toned stomachs. "I was planning on filling up a smoky-eyed brunette when we go to bed; do you think that'll keep your hunger pangs at bay?"
"Sounds like the perfect midnight snack," Alyssa replied, licking her lips suggestively.
John rose from the sofa and offered the girls a hand. When they stood, he pulled them both close. "If you two need some attention after the day you've had, I'm sure Rachel would understand."
Alyssa shook her head. "You've been looking forward to having some fun with her all evening. Don't worry about us, I'm planning to show this gorgeous vixen a very good time. Besides, won't it be difficult to look Jack in the eye tomorrow, if you spend all night fucking his daughter senseless?"
Calara blushed furiously. "Alyssa!"
"What? I didn't think you'd want your dad to see you with a freshly-fucked glow in your cheeks."
"I thought I'd reached a point where you couldn't make me blush anymore," the Latina said, faking a rueful sigh. "Clearly I was wrong."
John laughed at their banter and set off towards the door with his arm around each of them. "Come on you two, time for bed."
They hugged him back as they left the Officers' Lounge, then the trio descended in the grav-tube to Deck Three. After the tense conversation with Jack, it was pleasant just to walk in companionable silence, enjoying the beautiful serenity of the Lagoon.
Pausing at the apex of the bridge, John looked out over the enchanting crystal-clear water. "We're very lucky to have this place... we should make more use of it."
Alyssa nodded her agreement. "That's true... it's been quite a while since we've all worn bikinis for you."
"I wonder if there's any nice beaches on Valaden," Calara mused. "We should plan a summer holiday and invite the Young Matriarchs... when they all start showing."
John groaned at that thought. "I need a vacation to relax... not give me a heart attack."
The two girls giggled, flashing mischievous grins at each other.
"Where's the fun in that?" Alyssa teased him, bumping John with her hip.
"It'll be good practice," Calara said archly, turning to kiss him tenderly on the cheek. "When we're both six months pregnant, I want us to go on a babymoon together. I had a lovely dream about you oiling up our baby bumps with sun cream."
"Were we pregnant or stuffed full of John's cum?" the blonde asked, looking intrigued.
"Definitely pregnant," Calara clarified. "Because he got so turned on, we had to alleviate the pressure in his quad afterwards... You should have seen how huge we were then!"
"Alyssa's a dreadful influence on you," John said, squeezing Calara until she squeaked. He steered them towards the Observatory. "Let's go... I feel a sudden pressing need to see the Ship's Doctor."
Waving a hand at the door controls, Alyssa strode into their new bedroom. "Rachel, we need your help! It's a medical emergency!"
The rest of the girls were lying naked on the bed, waiting for John's arrival. They sat up and looked towards the trio in alarm as Alyssa led her companions into the Observatory.
"Can a case of blue balls be terminal?" Calara asked, her face a picture of concern.
Rachel blinked at her in surprise, then burst into laughter, her bedmates relaxing when they realised the mischievous pair were only joking. As Alyssa and Calara began eagerly undressing each other, the tawny-haired doctor rose from the bed and prowled over seductively to join John.
"I recommend immediately relieving the pressure, Admiral. I'm afraid you'll have to remove your clothes before we can begin the procedure."
"If that's what it takes," John said stoically. He raised an eyebrow as Rachel started unbuttoning his shirt. "What happened to your uniform, Doctor Voss?"
"I was conducting experiments on the average time it takes for a nineteen-year-old Terran female to achieve an orgasm. I observed that the time is shortened significantly with each additional erogenous zone being stimulated."