Three Square Meals Ch. 087

Irillith looked thoughtful as she replied, "In all honesty, I didn't think that kind of thing would be particularly useful, so I've focused on hacking and the cyber-realm so far. I'm usually stationed on the Bridge during our recent battles, subverting enemy ships." Thinking about how much danger her friends and lover had been in, sparked a flare of fury in her, reflected in her narrowing violet eyes. "If we get attacked again though, I want to be ready. I'll make them rue the day they decided to cross us!"

"That's the spirit! Tashana's right, it's a great idea," John agreed, putting his arms around the sisters again and giving them both a gentle squeeze. "Plan for the worst and hope for the best..."

Dana sighed in frustration. "Any idea how I can turn my abilities into some kind of anti-personnel attack? It's not like those ugly fuckers were wearing armour I could fuck around with!"

"I'm sure you'll figure something out," John said with a smile. "You're very creative when you put your mind to it."

She frowned and wagged her finger at him. "If you'd just let me shoot fireballs from my eyes, we wouldn't have had a problem!"

Tashana looked at her curiously, her angular eyes shining with an inner glow. Two small flaming spheres burst into life, hovering in front of her violet orbs, before roaring across the bedroom and exploding harmlessly in a shower of embers. "You mean like that?" she asked, the hint of a smile teasing her lips.

Dana stared at her, open-mouthed in shock, before pouting at John in disappointment. "That's not fair! I called dibs on that!"

"Tashana's Pyrokinesis is innate, Sparks!" Alyssa said, rolling her eyes and laughing. "You can't blame John for that one."

"But I wanted to be the fire chick!" Dana grumped. "I've got the red hair and everything! You know it makes sense..."

John smiled as he looked down at the Maliri girl and asked, "How about it? Do you want me to scrub your third helix, then give all of your natural abilities to Dana, so she can unleash her inner pyromaniac?"

Before Tashana could reply, Dana harrumphed, "Fine, you made your point. Fate can fucking bite me though! I had all sorts of awesome shit planned, like firestorms, fiery tornadoes, elemental minions, burning swords, flame-infused ammo, the works!"

Tashana looked at her in surprise, then smiled at John. "You're right, she is very creative!"

Dana blushed as they all laughed, then grinned self-consciously at the Maliri girl. "Maybe I should start fantasising about my own abilities instead."

"I appreciate the suggestions," Tashana replied, with a wink.

"Alright, well that just about wraps everything up," John said, smiling at the girls. "Let's get ready for Jericho and have a bit of fun while we can."

The girls nodded eagerly, dispersing to their own rooms to get showered and ready.

"Rachel, could I speak to you for a moment please," John requested, as the brunette climbed off the bed.

She shared a knowing glance with Alyssa, as the blonde glided past her towards the bathroom, before returning to the bed. "Of course," she replied, prowling across the bed towards him.

John saw the seductive gleam in her eyes and blinked in surprise, then grinned at her. "I wasn't implying something, I did genuinely want to talk to you."

"I know, and I can probably guess what about," Rachel replied, kneeling in front of him and brushing her fingers over the muscles in his chest. "But Alyssa just reminded me that you must be really full up, and the girls will need a healthy breakfast to start the day..."

Lying down and bringing her with him, he gave her a gentle kiss. "I'm sorry, I let you down," he said, looking chagrined.

Rachel blinked at him in surprise, her eyes softening as she realised what was on his mind. "It wasn't your fault," she said, tilting her head up to kiss him. "There's no way you could have predicted what was going to happen."

His voice was full of remorse, as he said, "I know, but I could see how much you wanted to see your mother again. I can't help feeling like I failed you."

"How was what you did for Sakura different from the psychic imprints Alyssa showed me?" Rachel asked, a catch in her voice.

John looked away for a moment, trying to think of the best way to answer her question. "I was able to read all the psychic imprints in Sakura's home and temporarily recreate her parents, giving them physical form. To all intents and purposes, they were real, looking and behaving exactly as her mother and father would have done. Sakura was able to hug them and say her final goodbyes, telling them all the things she'd always wanted to, but never had the chance."

Rachel studied him intently as he spoke, her eyes tearing up as she said, "The things you can do... You're amazing, did you know that? How you twist all these dreadful Progenitor abilities and use them to help us. I can't imagine anything more lovely you could have done for her-" She froze mid-sentence and her voice tremored as she added in a whisper, "You asked her parents for their blessing didn't you?"

He nodded, the expression on his face easily readable to the exceptionally intelligent girl.

A tear rolled down her cheek as she gazed into his eyes. "You were going to ask my mother too, weren't you? You knew how much that would mean to me..."

"I was really hoping she'd say yes," John said with a smile, catching her tear with his thumb. "Before everything went wrong, I actually saw your mother for the first time. The two of you were dancing across the grass and she looked so happy. Catherine was a very beautiful woman; I could see your features in hers."

Rachel hugged him tight, shaking with emotion as she let out quiet sobs. John rolled to his side and held her close, rubbing her back and murmuring loving, supportive words.

When her tears had subsided, he said quietly, "When we make it safe, I promise I'll try again." He smiled at her, a look of eager anticipation in his eyes. "I can't wait to see Catherine's face when she sees the incredible woman you've become..."

Brushing her tousled brown hair from her face, Rachel let out a disbelieving laugh. "Please stop, it's not possible for me to love you any more than I do right now!"

He firmly shook his head. "I'm afraid not, sorry. I really like making you happy."

Rachel laughed again, the sound lighter now and unburdened from her grief. Leaning over him, she kissed him tenderly. "Thank you. For everything you've done and tried to do for me." She looked at him wistfully as she added, "I knew you'd try your hardest to help me reconcile with my father, but everything with my mother too... You were right, you can still surprise me."

"It just takes a little more effort," John said, returning her kiss. "But you're definitely worth it."

She gazed at him in awe and murmured, "Our relationship is so unbalanced... You've given me the Gift and everything that goes with it, but now my parents too; you're constantly trying to fix everything bad in my life and make it all better. You're so selfless with me... with all of us. Why is that?"

Her question took him by surprise and he faltered for a moment, a flicker of guilt crossing his face.

"You feel guilty?!" she marvelled, immediately recognising the brief flash of emotion.

John met her astonished gaze and let out a sad sigh. "I didn't agree with much your father said yesterday, but he was right about one thing. You're still so young and I'm exposing you to terrible danger on an almost daily basis. I love all of you, but you're right, I feel guilty for having dragged any of you into my fight with this other Progenitor."

"You can't face him alone," Rachel said firmly. "I'm sure you know that as well as I do. You need all of us for this battle and there's no shame in asking for that help."

"Just because I need your help, doesn't make it right," he protested. "Half of you are only eighteen! The amount of responsibility I've piled on your shoulders is so unfair!"

"But we're thriving on it!" Rachel insisted, her eyes gleaming as she spoke passionately. "Everything we've achieved... Do you honestly believe we could have accomplished anything like this without your influence? Or even working as a group without you leading us? Dana told me what you said to her: that she's the unsung heroine behind all our victories. She was so blissfully happy when she told me that, and proud too, that she'd been able to make a real difference with her life."

John allowed himself a fond smile. "She's one in a billion alright."

Rachel lowered her voice and whispered, "That dynamite redhead I love with all my heart is a miraculous gift, but she's a gift from you. Dana is the woman she is today because of the careful way you've nurtured her. Be honest with yourself... could the Sparks you first met on Karron cope with the bewildering tech that Dana now takes in her stride?"

He looked at her in surprise for a moment, then slowly shook his head. "No. She had a talent for technology, but nothing like the genius she's become."

"Which is down to you," Rachel said softly. "Alyssa's discussed this with all of us before. We know you harbour guilt for the changes you've made to us, but I can promise you that none of us holds even the slightest bit of resentment towards you for it."

"But is that just because of our Progenitor to Thrall relationship?" he asked, grimacing with distaste at the thought. "I fucking hate that word: Thrall. It rings with contempt and sums up the appalling way my species treat their women."

Rachel's grey eyes sparkled as she exclaimed, "Don't you see? You're nothing like them! The Maliri are a prime example of the way Progenitors normally operate: their species were already genetically programmed to be used as disposable, combat-ready soldiers. Progenitors don't lavish the kind of spectacular genetic enhancements on their Thralls in the way you've enhanced all of us; they don't even upgrade their Matriarchs that way!" A bright smile filled with wonder lit up her face. "Do you have any idea how many people I'll be able to save when I've finished my research into those incurable diseases? We're talking about billions of lives! That's your legacy as much as mine, I've just got the specialist skills to make it happen." She laughed as she finished, "It was even your idea!"

John looked stunned, lying back and gazing at the ceiling as he thought over everything she was saying.

She moved with him, straddling his prone form and gazing down into his eyes. "You need to stop thinking of us as being something apart from you; a group of defenceless women that you 'did something' too. That was never true, but it's irrelevant now anyway. In many ways, we're becoming a gestalt entity, working together to achieve so much more than any of us could do alone. Alyssa is the fulcrum at the centre, with the rest of us contributing what we can to the greater good of the collective."

John was speechless as he stared into her eyes, seeing nothing but love and respect in those enchanting grey orbs.

"She's so very clever," Alyssa said quietly, moving across the bed to join them and brushing her fingers through Rachel's tawny hair. She grinned at John when he glanced up at her. "Aren't you glad you left me in charge of recruitment?"

He chuckled and nodded, pulling down Rachel for a kiss. "Definitely the best decision I ever made," he said, gently stroking her head. He smiled at the brunette and added, "Thank you, for everything you just said. You made a lot of sense."

"Good, because you should feel proud, both of yourself and everything we've been able to achieve working with you," Rachel said firmly. "If you're feeling guilty, it only reflects badly on us. It means we haven't been supportive of your emotional needs and should have spent more time helping you understand just how much you've accomplished. I'm sorry for neglecting you."

"I'm sorry, John. I let you down too," Alyssa murmured, sounding genuinely contrite.

Seven more voices echoed similar sentiments, alerting John to the fact that the rest of the girls had returned and were now sitting in a semi-circle around the bed. He felt bewildered by the unexpected turn this conversation had taken, but he had to admit, everything Rachel said had a ring of truth to it.

"You'd make one hell of a psychologist, honey," John said, smiling at Rachel affectionately. "That was an amazing pep-talk. I feel much better... about everything."

"I'm really glad to hear it," she said, pressing her breasts down onto his chest. "I charge very reasonable rates for my services."

"Really?" John asked, noticing the playful twist to her full lips. "What's your standard fee?"

"One womb full of cum to share with my sisters," Rachel purred, punctuating her sentence by kissing him deeply.

He felt himself stiffening at her very appealing offer, his eyes lingering over her toned physique. "I think I might be able to accommodate you there," he said with a lustful grin.

She shifted her hips, and sat up slightly, lining him up with her eager pussy. "In the spirit of taking care of you for a change, why don't you lie back and let me do all the work," she offered, her eyelids fluttering as she pushed down, smoothly impaling herself on his cock.

She felt wonderfully warm, wet, and tight, but she relaxed and stretched to take him, eagerly engulfing three-quarters of his length. He felt the pressure as the head of his cock nudged into her cervix, drawing a shivering gasp from Rachel, followed by a low moan.

"God, I love this so much," she crooned, gently rocking on top of him to help ease his way into her womb.

John let his hands roam from her slender hips to her firm, gravity-defying breasts, his fingertips revelling in the smooth softness of her skin. He caressed the luscious flesh as she leaned into him, easily supporting her weight as she focused on completing his penetration. Rachel's pliable body relented to the pressure and she slid down a few more inches, groaning when he was fully sheathed inside her.

She sat up then, glorious in her feminine perfection, letting him admire the stunningly beautiful body that was wrapped around his entire length. Her hands joined his at her breasts and she smiled at him coyly. "You made me look like this, do you like what you see?"

He returned her smile, then reached up to cup her beautiful face in his hands. It was the one part of her that hadn't been genetically altered to fit the standard template. "Absolutely breathtaking," he said, pulling her in for a kiss.

Rachel understood his meaning and he could see the warm glow in her eyes as she kissed him back with increasing desire. When she finally pulled back, she laughed and said, "This is about you, not making me feel amazing!" Glancing over her shoulder, she added, "I think I need some help, girls."

There was a flurry of discarded clothes as the girls stripped off and before John knew it, he was surrounded by beautiful faces as they each took turns kissing him. Alyssa stepped in to add some order to the chaotic outburst of affection, with the girls peeling off as she gave them their suggestions.

"Raise yourself up a bit, handsome," she purred, the excitement quite obvious in her voice.

John did as she asked, wondering what she had in mind, but that question was quickly answered as Alyssa slid across the bed to lie down behind him. She spread her thighs, then guided him back so that his head was resting against the marvellous softness of her proud breasts.

"There, that's better. Now you've got a comfy pillow, let's give you something nice to watch," Alyssa said, as she gently massaged his shoulders.

Sakura and Dana flanked Rachel, taking it in turns to kiss her, before trailing lower over her impressive bust. She gasped as Dana took one of her nipples in her mouth and began to suckle, tongue flickering over the erect nub. Sakura followed her lead, and soon Rachel was writhing on his lap letting out sultry moans as the two girls teased and licked her to distraction.

"That's a beautiful sight," John groaned, feeling Rachel gripping and squeezing his shaft in her excitement.

Alyssa leaned down to kiss him, then said, "We're only just getting started. What's the point of a harem this ravishing if you don't take full advantage." Her eyes darted to either side as she continued, "Now we need to give you something nice to listen to, besides Rachel getting increasingly turned on of course."

Calara and Jade knelt beside him, each giving him a loving kiss before drifting lower to his ears. They started by teasing the tips with their tongues, before moving around so their lips were right by his sensitive lobes. They each kissed one, making him shiver, before they both began to speak to him softly, telling him of their love and respect for him. It was like a relentless orgy of praise, designed to massage and inflate his ego. He could feel the earnest sincerity in both their voices and heard the extent of their devotion to him with every word.

As he was reeling from the fresh source of sensory overload, he gazed at Rachel with lust-fogged eyes as she entwined her fingers in Dana's and Sakura's long hair. She bucked against him as she climaxed, her stormy grey eyes wild with passion as they locked onto his. He could feel every rippling squeeze from her nubile young body as she rode his throbbing cock and he barely managed to restrain himself from joining her in release, never wanting this to end.

*Now, we've got two eager mouths left... what would be a good job for Irillith and Tashana?* Alyssa asked him playfully, loving the look of pure pleasure on his face. *Oh! I know...*

John felt gentle pressure on his thighs, soft hands urging him to part them. He didn't resist and a moment later he felt two velvety tongues gliding over his balls, the Maliri twins alternating between licking and kissing his quad.

"Fuck! Don't stop!" he groaned, his hands moving down to hold Rachel's hips.

He pounded up into her, hearing her orgasmic cries getting louder over the softly spoken, but loving words that Calara and Jade were whispering in his ears. His senses were totally overloaded and before his eyes rolled back as he climaxed, he saw Alyssa leaning forward to gaze lovingly into his eyes.

*This is how you deserve to be treated,* she murmured, her voice swirling through his shattered thoughts, swept through by a wave of telepathic pleasure.

John lunged up to the hilt inside Rachel, hearing her scream in ecstasy as he fucked her through a rolling wave of orgasms. His balls clenched hard and began to pump his cum into her, while the Maliri twins sucked and lapped at his taut, pulsing orbs. He very nearly blacked out, he came so hard, the five girls surrounding his torso stroking and caressing him as he exploded into the gasping brunette.

Rachel shuddered through the last of her climax before sagging forward into Dana and Sakura's waiting arms. When John managed to open his eyes again, he saw the two girls stroking Rachel's cum-inflated belly while whispering to her quietly. The beautiful doe-eyed look on her face would have given away the topic of discussion, even if he couldn't hear little snippets of their loving conversation.

"Feel better?" Alyssa asked, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him back against her chest.

He chuckled in a daze and managed to mumble, "I'll let you know when my brain starts working again!"

Jade and Calara snuggled up against him, each giving him a kiss on the cheek. He was now surrounded by nubile young women and couldn't deny just how incredible they'd all made him feel.

*That's what we were aiming for,* Alyssa thought to him, sounding very satisfied.

Rachel sucked in a ragged breath before she blew him a kiss, then reluctantly dismounted with Sakura's help. She lay back on the bed and spread her thighs for Dana, running her hands through her thick auburn hair as her lover nuzzled into her pussy. The brunette gazed at him in adoration, her cheeks flushed with passion as Dana made love to her with her mouth.