Three Square Meals Ch. 059

He thrust into her with long powerful movements of his hips, grinding against her clit when he stuffed her full of his cock. She let out one long keening wail as she flexed underneath him, then her eyes rolled up and she collapsed back on the bed, her limp body rendered completely insensate. The girls sat back, contented smiles of satisfaction on their faces as they surveyed their handiwork.

John chuckled, and said, "Bravo girls, that was phenomenal."

Calara knelt next to him, and stroked his back as she said lovingly, "You must really need to cum. Let us take care of you."

He gave her a grateful smile, then eased out of Alyssa, and lay back on the bed. The girls knelt at his sides, and when Calara engulfed the head of his cock in her mouth, the others leaned in and began to run their tongues along his length. The girls weren't teasing now, and were focused solely on emptying his four balls. Dana and Rachel were nearest to those four taut orbs, and they moved down to focus on them instead, encouraging them to give up their tasty cargo.

With a final groan from John, his quad raised up, and his cock jerked powerfully in Calara's mouth, hosing down her tonsils with a gout of thick, rich cum. She swallowed it down immediately, sucking powerfully to intensify his climax. After he filled her mouth again with another powerful blast of spunk, she smoothly passed him over to Jade, before savouring the cum in her mouth then sending it down into her belly. They each took a turn, sharing him evenly between them.

Alyssa had roused herself by the time it was Dana's turn, and the redhead's eyes flashed with mischief as she greedily filled her stomach. She reluctantly handed over his pulsating cock, and Alyssa sheathed him in her throat, then sucked him mindlessly, moaning with delight as she felt the heavy spurts of cum blast into her belly. Eventually he was done, and he collapsed on the bed, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath.

The girls all lay beside him, heads resting along the length of his body, while looking up at him with bright smiles on their faces. When he'd finally recovered, he chuckled in disbelief, then wondered aloud, "Why don't we do that every night?"

When the laughter had subsided, they settled down to sleep, watching drowsily as pulses of soft green light from Jade's tummy cast a viridian glow across the ceiling. John found he didn't mind being used as a comfy pillow by six gorgeous nubile women in the slightest.

***

John awoke the next morning feeling well rested and raring to go. Normally the girls were slower to wake than him, but today they began to stir as soon as he did. During the night the girls had settled into their usual places, with Alyssa and Calara cuddling him between them. Faye reported in, saying that she'd seen no sign of AI ships during the night. She also noted that Nexus didn't seem to be stopping to harass civilian shipping either, as they had passed no more debris in their rapid pursuit. As soon as Faye had finished her report, the girls got up for a quick shower, but John held onto Dana before she could get up to join them.

"How's the head this morning?" he asked her, as he brushed her dark auburn locks away from her forehead, checking on the state of the purple bruise that she'd acquired yesterday.

She gave him a grateful smile and turned slightly to kiss his wrist as his fingers lightly brushed her skin, searching in vain for a bump. "You took care of me, just like you always do," she said, then wrapped him in her arms and hugged him exuberantly.

He laughed as he returned her enthusiastic embrace, and they got out of bed to hurry after the rest of the group. After a quick shower they parted ways to go and get dressed, then reconvened in the Officers' Lounge for breakfast. Everyone was keen to get started on the tasks they had discussed the previous night, so they gulped down some cereal and juice before everyone bounded away.

Eventually it was just him and Alyssa left, and once he'd finished clearing the table, she sashayed up to him. The blonde girl had been quiet, but very happy this morning, and she leant in to mould her lithe body around him as she gave him a loving hug.

"Thank you for last night," she murmured at last, gazing at him with dreamy eyes. "We all adored it, and the family's never felt closer. I love you so much."

He was astonished at the quiet sincerity of her words, but he eventually overcame his surprise, and said, "You're very welcome. I had a wonderful time too, and you know how much I love you."

She gave him a tender kiss, then murmured happily, "That I do, you lovely, handsome man."

He released her from his arms, and she glided away as though she were floating on clouds, singing softly to herself. He grinned as he watched her leave, shaking his head in disbelief at her ability to keep him on his toes, even when she wasn't playing any games.

His plan today had been to spend some more time practicing his psychic powers, but his mind kept drifting back to the painfully awkward conversation he'd had with Yamamoto a few days ago. Rather than heading up to the Bridge to try and contact him again, he walked out to the grav-tube with a sense of purpose, and dropped down to Deck Three to visit his training room.

While strolling along the corridor, he reached out telepathically to his Maliri Matriarch, and asked, *Edraele, how are you this morning?*

She sounded delighted to hear from him as she replied, *I feel wonderful today! My surprise for you is coming along nicely, and I'm hoping everything will be in place for when you return.*

He chuckled as he hit the button to open the door into his training room, and said, *I must admit, I'm burning with curiosity to find out what it is.*

*You'll just have to wait, I'm afraid,* she replied, but he could tell by her voice that she was thrilled at the thought of revealing it to him.

Deciding to respect her desire to keep it a secret, he changed topics instead of pushing for more details. *I wanted to thank you for your assistance yesterday, when you sent me that surge of psychic energy. It helped swing a deadly battle, and got us out of a tricky situation, so thank you, I really appreciated your help.*

*It's what I'm here for,* she replied happily, overjoyed to hear that she'd been able to help make a difference. *I'm just pleased you remembered my advice about using me to help fuel your powers as you use them.*

John walked over to the weapon stand, and picked up his training sword, the Odachi feeling like an extension of his arms as he held the comfortable grip. *I hope you don't think I just plan on treating you as some kind of psychic battery,* he said to her with a frown. *You've been a tremendous help in all kinds of ways, and you know I've started to think about Valaden as a potential new home for us in the long term.*

*I know, and I can't wait to see you again,* Edraele replied, and he could feel her yearning desire to be reunited with him over their empathic link. *While we're apart though, it's important that you let me help you whenever you need it. It makes logical sense, and besides, I love knowing that I'm making a difference, even when I'm so far away from you.*

*I will, I promise,* he replied with a smile, then sent her a telepathic projection of a kiss.

He could feel her delight over the bond, and he left Edraele to her happy thoughts as he glided across the mat, and knelt on the floor. Placing the replica of the ancient Japanese blade on the mat in front of him, he placed his hands on his knees, then closed his eyes as he focused on clearing his mind. Slowing his breathing, his chest rose and fell in a deep, well-measured rhythm, and he could feel a calming sense of inner peace settle over him.

When he finally opened his eyes again, his senses felt keenly focused, with all petty distractions cleared from his mind. He reached for his sword, then rose to his feet, sliding effortlessly into a perfect guard stance. The blade seemed to flow around him like a wave as he swept it around his body, moving from one kata to the next in a seamless dance that was as beautiful as it was deadly. Ever since he'd doubled his bond with Alyssa, his mind felt sharper than ever before, and he knew that he'd achieved an epiphany of sorts. A sense of oneness that had previously eluded him.

He lost track of time as he practiced, losing himself in the fluid strikes, and constant repositioning of his body, while keeping his balance and poise carefully controlled. He finally came to a rest, and despite the hours of intense practice, his breathing was smooth and even. Relaxing his posture, he walked back to the training rack, and placed his sword on the empty hooks. Turning to the console on the simulation device, he brought up the comm interface, and selected Eito Yamamoto from the list of contacts.

The call went through, and was met with the familiar bland ringtone. Yamamoto might well have picked up if John waited for ten minutes, but he wasn't in the mood for that today. His fingers brushed over the comm interface, selecting the option to leave a message, then turned to face the camera.

"Enough games," he said sternly. "Prepare yourself for our final duel. I will call you when it's time."

He swiped across the comm interface, ending the message, then turned and left the simulator room with a half-smile on his face.

***

The girls all met him for lunch in the Officers' Lounge, and there was a tremendous buzz of excitement as they arrived, each having made significant progress that morning. Surprisingly it was Calara who was the most animated, and she rushed across the room and into John's arms.

He caught her easily, swirling her around, before setting her down on her feet. She looked thrilled as she gasped, "He's innocent! Charles isn't connected with the Traitor in any way!"

John felt a lightness in his chest, and he could feel a heavy burden lifting off him, one that he hadn't been consciously aware he was carrying around. "You're certain?" he asked her, feeling a surging sense of exhilaration.

"Absolutely!" she nodded exuberantly. She laughed with relief, and said, "He's actually been conducting his own investigation! That's why he was so cagey before, he had his own suspicions!"

John gave her a concerned look and asked, "Has he found out about Admiral Norwood yet? He could be in serious danger if he's exposed him."

"Besides the imminent threat of destruction by Nexus and the AI fleet you mean?" she asked with a broad grin. Shaking her head, she continued, "I don't think so. He started looking into it because of the huge numbers of damaged Dragon March vessels returning to Olympus for repairs. As C.O. of the shipyard, he knows the full logistics of how bad it's been. He realised something's wrong, as Terran Federation campaigns are never plagued with this amount of bad luck. I've trawled through hundreds of his messages, and he's just been making very discrete inquiries, trying to figure out the bigger picture."

John let out a big sigh of relief, and said, "Thank you so much. You don't know how worrying it's been, thinking my commanding officer and friend could have turned traitor."

Calara gave him a wry smile, and said, "No, I only had to worry about my Commander and lover turning evil."

He look abashed at that, and replied, "Alright, yeah, you had it worse."

She leaned in to give him a loving kiss, and said, "Fortunately it's not a competition, and more importantly, you're back to being the man I love again."

"For good this time," he said with a smile.

They parted, then joined the others at the table, with Alyssa mouthing, "Thank you," to Calara as she sat down. The Latina grinned at her, and they settled down to eat.

John had been the first to arrive, so he'd quickly prepared some gnocchi with chicken, pesto and mozzarella. The girls made appreciative noises as they tucked in, none of them having tried this dish before.

"Anyone else got any good news from this morning's activities?" John asked them with a smile.

"I repaired all the Paragon Armour," Alyssa said with a nonchalant shrug.

Dana glanced at her and asked, "Any damage to the substructure? Or did the plating soak all the impact?"

Alyssa raised her glass in salute and replied, "Compliments to the armoursmith, the armour held strong. The frame wasn't damaged."

The redhead laughed and said, "You should be thanking yourself, you're the one responsible for how tough the plating is."

Alyssa nodded thoughtfully, summoned an opaque floating hand, and patted herself on the back with it. "Well done me," she declared with a grin. Everyone stared at the floating hand in amazement before dissolving into laughter.

Rachel piped up next, saying, "That reminds me. I finished my research, and as I was already thinking about psychic abilities, I decided to make a list of all the powers we've witnessed."

"As a practice list for John?" Alyssa asked thoughtfully.

Rachel smiled at her, and replied, "Exactly! I thought it would be helpful to record it all so we don't forget everything."

John leaned forward, looking intrigued, and asked, "What have you come up with?"

Rachel began ticking off the abilities on her fingers as she listed them, "Telepathy, Telekinesis, Shadow Manipulation, Astral Projection, Technokinesis, and Shapeshifting."

"Shapeshifting?" John asked with a frown. "Isn't that specific to Jade's physiology?"

The Nymph looked up from her meal, her eyes flicking to Rachel as she listened curiously, paying extra attention.

Rachel nodded, but replied, "I don't think you'll be turning into a tiger any time soon, but the mass change is psychic, so I added it to the list for completeness." She lowered her hand, then added, "You've already been able to enhance your strength, and psychically project elements, so I didn't bother listing those."

Alyssa finished her mouthful of gnocchi, and said, "Don't forget psychic shields. I was able to summon one of those in the fight against Progenitor-John." She glanced at him, and said, "He created one too."

With a frown, John said, "Well Telepathy is out, I gave that a try already."

"I think Telekinesis is probably the best one to focus on next," Alyssa suggested. "We know your evil alter-ego could do that, and you're already pretty handy with elemental powers. You should find it easy."

He smiled and said, "I don't know about that, but I'll practice this afternoon." He paused, frowning as he looked at Alyssa suspiciously, and asked, "Are you encouraging me to work on Telekinesis next because you're sick of psi-shaping?"

She bit her lower lip seductively and let out a delicious moan as she replied, "Mmm, handsome and clever, what a turn on!"

He laughed uproariously and she grinned at him as he exclaimed, "You little minx!" When the giggling died down he nodded, and added, "Fair enough, you've been stuck doing it all on your own for months now. It's about time I helped out if I can."

"My hero!" she swooned, flashing him a sparkling smile.

He was about to banter with her further, but he stopped for a moment, and looked across the table at Rachel. "Did you say you'd finished your research?" he asked her with interest.

She nodded, and replied, "I wasn't sure if you wanted to discuss your cum over a meal."

"It's the perfect time!" Dana protested, smacking her lips and adding for comedic effect, "Mmm, delicious!"

Irillith nodded, saying, "I agree. You all know I have quite the taste for it."

They all laughed at that, and she smiled at their good natured ribbing, revelling in the comfortable sense of acceptance amongst her new family.

Rachel put down her knife and fork, and with a gleam in her eyes, she began her speech. "The first thing I did was view a sample under the Psi-scanner. My theory was right!" she exclaimed jubilantly. Looking at John, she continued, "Your cum emits a strong psychic aura, and I'm certain it acts as catalyst, allowing you to use your abilities on a girl who ingests it."

"To do what exactly?" John asked her, his old concerns resurfacing.

She smiled at him, and replied, "I listed a lot of them before, but things like the rapid healing, and nurturing our minds, making us more intelligent." She looked around the table at each of the girls in turn, saying, "Calara's analytical skills, Dana's gift for technology, my ability to read DNA, giving Alyssa psychic powers, and massively developing Irillith and Jade's abilities."

Alyssa reached over to place a comforting hand on his, and she smiled as she said, "See, all good things."

"What about the mind control, and the behaviour modification? That too?" he asked curiously.

Rachel nodded, and said, "Yes, without a doubt."

"You did ditch the mind control though," Dana said, raising her glass in salute. She winked at him playfully as she added, "Although we're still your obedient girls."

Irillith had a wry smile on her face as she said, "I think we can all agree the behaviour modification was a good thing where I was concerned."

"You were quite feisty," Jade joked, rubbing her cheek as though it still smarted from where Irillith had slapped her.

John grinned, recalling his encounter with the tempestuous Maliri girl back on Valaden, and said, "I don't think that's changed all that much."

Irillith laughed at that, and the sparkle in her violet eyes promised him more dangerous liaisons in the future.

Dana grinned as she said, "We already decided that ditching the jealousy and making us love being bi was a good thing. I mean, I loved seeing you girls fucking John last night, and I lost count of how many times you sexy bitches made me cum."

"Charmingly phrased as ever, Sparks," Alyssa said with a chuckle. She turned to John and said, "So you're using your powers for good, and a bit of naughty, which is also very good. I think your moral compass is fine."

He laughed loudly at that, and said, "Thanks, I think." He glanced at Rachel, and asked, "Anything else, Doctor?"

She nodded, then took a big breath before saying, "I took another look at your sperm in the sample you gave me."

"You look like you've got something important to say," John said perceptively. "What did you find out?"

She frowned, and replied, "Actually, I've never seen anything like it. Remember I said that Progenitor sperm is bigger and more powerful than the Terran equivalent? That it would be extremely effective on fertile Terrans, and I'm assuming Maliri and Nymphs as well."

"Yes," John replied, glancing around the table, and smiling at the wistful, doe-eyed expressions the girls all had on their beautiful faces. "Was there something else?"

Rachel hesitated, and then replied, "The final chromosome that determines gender is in a state of flux. I'm not sure if this is consciously controlled or not, but If I didn't know any better, I'd say it looks like you get to choose the gender of the baby."

"We'd get to pick if we have a pink one or a blue one?" Calara asked softly, her voice full of longing.

Rachel sighed happily, gazing off into the distance before shaking it off with a wry smile, and saying, "Well, John would control the final chromosome, but it appears so, yes."

John looked stunned at the news, and as much as he'd talked about having children with these incredible women, this suddenly made it all seem that much nearer. Alyssa listened to the avalanche of worries crashing through his mind, with one first and foremost standing out above the rest. She leaned in to him, resting her head on his shoulder, and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek.

*You'll be a wonderful father, you shouldn't doubt that for a moment,* she thought to him.

He glanced down at her, and gave her a grateful smile before leaning in to kiss her. *You always know the right thing to say,* he said feeling relieved.