Chapter 65

Zeke said, “Lock up, Freya, and get Control on the horn.”

He turned to Lindsay and Carly, “You two, do a quick whip around and ensure everything is stowed. I’ll be in the helm. You can meet me there. Knowing my luck, it would take threats to get us out of here.”

Zeke blinked to the helm, then climbed into his chair and did a quick system check out of habit.

“How are we going, Freya?”

“They have me on hold.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know, Captain. They just said to wait.”

Zeke fumed. He tapped his fingers and stewed. Ten minutes later, Carly and Lindsay joined him. She put a travel mug in his holder.

“It’s fresh. Freya said you needed it. Everything is ship-shape, Zeke.”

“Thanks, Carly and Freya,” Zeke said grudgingly.

“Central Control calling the freighter, Freya.”

“Go ahead, Control,” Zeke replied curtly.

“Ah, Zeke, we have a problem,” Brigadier Santos said after appearing on Zeke’s screen.

“The answer is, no! Not only, no, But Hell No!”

Brigadier Santos frowned with disapproval, “Captain Walker, that isn’t helpful. We need to transport fifteen prisoners to high security on Luna. Now I was thinking...”

“N. O. I’m a bloody Captain of a freighter, not a prison barge. And if you are thinking of using Aida, the answer is still no. For one thing, she doesn’t have a crew.”

“Yes, we have hired people, But that was barely an hour ago. Even so, they don’t know the ship, and she only has two cells on her. She isn’t a prison barge; she is a rescue ship, and legally, she can’t accommodate fifteen prisoners and their guards.”

“Brigadier, I don’t wish to get on your bad side, but I am not your whipping boy, nor am I under your command. Crikey, what sort of outfit are you running? What’s wrong with using that fancy Frigate I saved from annihilation two days ago?”

Brigadier Santos looked flustered. “It’s a warship,” he stated.

“Oh, and warships don’t have things on them like prison cells or soldiers that have supposedly been trained to guard prisoners, do they, Brigadier Santos?” Zeke said sarcastically.

The Brigadier looked mutinous.

“Shit! Has UNSEC let things get so bad you can’t even trust the people under your command? I don’t think my friends on Mars are going to be happy to hear this conversation, Brigadier.”

Brigadier Santos went white.

Zeke sat forward in his chair and snarled, “Since I’m the UNSEC Chief Justice that gave your people the warrants. I’m ordering you to get those prisoners on that warship of yours. You have one hour. I’ll then personally escort your ship to Luna.”

“One hour, Brigadier. And tell those incompetent asses you call Control to release my ship, now,” Zeke ground out with a snarl.

Zeke pushed the button to end comms and threw himself into the back of his chair. He stared angrily at the blank screen.

Carly and Lindsay stared at Zeke with their eyes wide.

“I think an intervention is in order,” Lindsay said firmly.

“What?” said Zeke wearily as he closed his eyes.

“Carly, if you don’t wish to watch or participate, I’ll understand,” Lindsay said as he got out of his chair.

Carly looked at him with confusion for a moment and then grinned wickedly. She slid from her chair and joined Lindsay on the other side of Zeke. Lindsay pointed to her and then Zeke’s head.

She nodded and slid her left hand up Zeke’s smooth right cheek. Zeke’s eyes flew open as her soft lips touched his. She moved them experimentally as she explored Zeke’s mouth.

He opened his lips a little, and her tongue darted in. Zeke was soon lost as Carly claimed him. He never even felt the back of the seat lower, or his suit being opened until a warm hand gently pulled him free.

He knew it wasn’t Carly. Carly deepened her kiss to distract him, and his blood went south as desire filled every cell. He gasped into her mouth when he felt what Lindsay was doing. He reached a hand down to caress Lindsay.

Carly found his other hand and gave him something to explore with it. Being slightly malnourished, she didn’t have a lot of fat on her body. Even so, Zeke knew a firm, naked female breast when he felt one.

He groaned and gently squeezed her hard nipple while Lindsay pleasured him. Carly responded by shifting her kisses. She explored Zeke’s chin and neck. Sometimes licking, something sucking, or nipping.

The sounds Lindsay was making, had her body flood with desire. Zeke arched when she found a sensitive spot as she pinched one of his nipples. Carly glanced down at his groin.

She watched Lindsay’s tongue as it swirled, played, and teased. His hand was busy pumping up and down as he worked his lips over the tip. Zeke gasped and then groaned softly when Lindsay expertly engulfed him again.

Carly put her lips to Zeke’s ear, “That is so hot to watch. One day it will be both of us doing that to you. Does that turn you on?”

She then licked and sucked on his earlobe. Zeke tensed and gasped as her warm breath tickled his ear. Carly planted her mouth on his again. Zeke pulled her in closer, forced his tongue into her mouth and kissed her hard as he came.