At Drogan's Command (MF)

Hades Helmet Crew 1

Etopia Press

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 26,869
1 Ratings (4.0)

He commands her body…but can he win her heart?

Who knew one little disc could cause so much trouble? Certainly not Rena, until the disc in question—the one in which she lives out every sexual fantasy she's ever had, including a few inspired by her crush, Captain Drogan Carter—falls into the wrong hands. Drogan’s. Rena is desperate to get it back—she can’t let him know all her darkest, dirtiest secrets… When Drogan finds the disc and watches the very private contents, his first feeling is guilt. But that guilt soon turns to a raw, sexual need to have the wanton, carefree Rena in his bed. He knows she’ll never come to him willingly, but once he gets her, he’ll have plenty of time to win her over, and to prove to her that reality can be so much better than fantasy. But first he needs a plan, a way to get her right where he wants her: at his command.

At Drogan's Command (MF)
1 Ratings (4.0)

At Drogan's Command (MF)

Hades Helmet Crew 1

Etopia Press

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 26,869
1 Ratings (4.0)
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Prologue

Shivers of anticipation ran through her body. Rena Morrigan clasped the bars of her cell and waited. Her body felt tight, her nipples ached, and she was on fire with need. Heavy footsteps heralded the start of her fantasy. She swallowed. Finally, a droid stepped into the dim overhead light of a single bulb. The droid was dressed as the captain of a space vessel. Rena trembled as images of Captain Drogan Carter surfaced in her mind. Where the robot had been designed to look appealing, even pretty, Rena wanted the captain’s strong, square jaw, the scars that ran through his left eye. She wanted imperfections like the bump where his slightly hooked nose had been broken and not properly set. She wanted his hooded blue eyes looking back at her. The robot’s shoulders weren’t as broad as Drogan’s, and the uniform seemed to be ill-fitted on the droid. Rena shook her head. She wouldn’t nitpick. This was her fantasy and she was going to pretend that the person standing before her was Drogan and no one else. She waited for the fantasy to officially begin. The sex droid placed his hands on his hips and stared at her, dark red eyes roaming over her form. Rena sucked in a deep breath. “Do you know why you’re here?” the droid asked. “I swear, Captain, I did not do what they are accusing me of,” Rena insisted, following the script she had written. “How can you possibly explain having drinks with a known criminal? He is wanted in all five of the known galaxies. His poster is up everywhere. Now tell me you did not know.” Rena insisted. “Please, I didn’t know.” The droid shook his head. “You’re lying to me and there must be consequences.” Rena’s pussy clenched and her panties became moist. The door to her cell slid open and the robot stepped inside. She let go of the bars, turning to face him. “Take off your clothes and get on your knees.” She was about to open her mouth to protest, when two robots stepped into the cell behind the first. They walked around the captain and took hold of Rena’s arms. Her body shook as the men held her in place. The captain came toward her, his expression softening. “Please don’t make me interrogate you. Please don’t push me to do this.” His deep baritone was edged with gruffness. “I didn’t know.” Every nerve in her body was alive and on fire. “Release her. I’ll be questioning her alone.” The other robots let her go and left the cell. The door slid closed with a soft whoosh. The Captain started to undress, unbuckling his weapons belt. He placed the strap on a nearby table. He then stripped to the waist. He grabbed a chair and placed it before Rena and pointed to it. “Undress and sit down,” he ordered in his deep, gruff baritone. With shaking hands, Rena began to undress, dropping her clothing to the floor. Then sat down in the chair and crossed her legs. The robot walked around her slowly, then bent down and placed his hands on the back of her chair, leaning in close. “If you won’t cooperate, I will have to make you do what I say.” His voice was a low, husky whisper. “Now, uncross your legs and spread them. I want to see your sweet pussy. I can smell your desire. I know you want this. You want me. You can’t deny it.” Rena did as commanded and waited for his next command, but the droid pulled back. The tips of his fingers brushed Rena’s cheeks before he straightened to his full height. The captain finished undressing. His thick cock sprang up, the head an angry purplish red. Rena longed to see a pearlescent drop of desire at the slit. Although his cock looked lifelike enough, she wanted the real thing. She gave herself a mental shake, imagining it was Drogan before her and not an android programmed for her pleasure. This was her fantasy, the only way she would ever make her secret dreams and desires come true. Taking a deep breath she watched as the android walked over to one of the cell’s windows and ripped down one of the curtains that framed the barred façade. The droid moved over to Rena, the delicate, shredded, opaque cloth trailing behind him, his cock bobbing gently with each step. He walked around her to the back of the chair. “Bring your hands together until your palms are touching.” Rena’s heartbeat sped up, hammering against her rib cage as the droid wrapped the ripped curtain around her wrists, tying them together tightly. She tested her bonds and found she couldn’t get free. The droid walked into her line of vision. His cock appeared before her face. Rena blinked, remembering her other fantasies that had been played out—three men at once, two men in several different positions. She shivered. The droid came closer, until his cock was mere inches away from her face. Rena conjured Drogan before her. If he had been in front of her, she would have kissed the tip of his shaft before she took the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue over the crest. She wanted to taste him, to inhale the musky male scent of him. The man before her dropped down to his knees and Rena watched as he placed his hands on each of her legs, spreading them farther apart. Her heart was beating out of control. Rena forgot how to breathe. Sweat beaded on her brow as the android between her thighs moved closer to her pussy. Time seemed to still as she waited for his first touch. A jolt of electricity went through her as the tip of his tongue trailed over the seam of her nether lips. She jumped but did not make a sound. He teased her slowly, taking his time as he explored her sex. With his thumbs he pulled back her nether lips, exposing the aching bud. Rena stilled, waiting for his next move. “You want this, don’t you? You want me to suck your clit?” “Yes.” She didn’t care that her voice had come out shaky and breathless. He gently flicked the nub with just the tip of his tongue. Heat skittered through Rena’s body with that all-too-brief touch. “Tell me what I need to know and I’ll give you what you need.” “I can’t tell you what I don’t know. Please, just fuck me,” she pleaded. He flicked her clit again and pulled back. “No.” “Drogan, please, fuck me.” She didn’t even realize her slip until it was too late. She was going off script. All day long on the ship she saw him, and when she closed her eyes, she saw him in her dreams. This was her time to finally live out the fantasies she could never have with him in reality. She looked down at the android, who moved his head back to her pussy. “No”—flick—”not until you”—lave—“tell me”—lick—”what I want”—swipe—”to hear.” Rena let out a frustrated growl, trying to move her hips forward as far as they would go, but the droid pulled his head back and looked up at her. “Tell me what I want to hear and I’ll fuck you,” he urged. Rena shook her head. “I can’t tell you anything. I don’t know.” “Well, then the interrogation must continue.” He smiled at her. His head moved forward. His tongue continued the small, torturous flicks. Electricity bounced around inside of Rena, each touch stoking the fire burning within her. She was unraveling, her empty pussy clenching on nothing. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes trying to figure out a way to use his flicks to her advantage. Unfortunately her hands were tied behind her, and she could only lift them so far. She let out a strangled scream and the flicking stopped. “Will you tell me the truth?” he asked. His dark red eyes seemed darker, and a wicked smile curved his full mouth. “I’ll tell you anything. Anything. Just fuck me.” He chuckled, a dark sound that spoke of wicked, sexy things that awaited her for cooperating. Without saying another word, he buried his head between her thighs, taking her clit between his teeth and sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth. She started to rock her hips against his mouth, riding his lips. Her orgasm twisted inside of her, coiling tighter and tighter until it broke, like a dam, the banked fire burst over her. She screamed Drogan’s name at the top of her lungs. But it wasn’t over, not by a long shot. All night the android interrogated her, using his mouth, fingers, and cock, bringing her to orgasm over and over again. By morning she was exhausted and had confessed to things she had never done, all in the name of coming. When she walked out of her fantasy suite, her legs were wobbly and her body ached. She made her way to the front desk, waiting for them to check her out. “I hope you enjoyed your time here. Please do come back any time, Ms. Morrigan.” She nodded and smiled but doubted she would be coming back. She had lived out every one of her fantasies. There was nothing more to do. The receptionist looked up at Rena. The alien smiled, exposing short, sharp teeth. Her large, blue, pupil-less eyes gazed up at Rena. She slid a small silver disc across the desk. “This is the account of your week with us. Payment has gone through. We assure you that we will be erasing your experience with us within twenty-four hours. Please do come back.” Rena smiled and nodded. Picking up the disc, she slipped it into her purse and picked up her suitcase. She could say with honesty that, as much as she enjoyed it, she had no desire to come back. Now she could return to her ship and face Drogan with some sense of control. She made her way to the teleport pad. When her turn came, she punched in her coordinates and stepped onto the circular platform. Within five minutes she had materialized on the ship Hades’ Helmet. “Welcome back, Rena,” said Jason Mercy, second in command. Rena smiled at the tall, redheaded officer. “It’s good to be back. Is the captain…?” “Nope, not yet. How was your trip? I’ve never been to the Fantasy Spa on Elysian 8.” “It was wonderful. Very relaxing.” “I can tell. You’re glowing.” She nodded. “Thank you.” “Are you free later? The ship is kind of empty. I’d hate to eat dinner alone.” She shook her head. Jason had slept with pretty much all the women on the ship except her. She looked over his chiseled features and wasn’t the least bit moved. He was attractive but he did nothing for her. “Sorry. I plan on trying to recover from my vacation.” He laughed. “I could help with that. I’ve been told my fingers are like magic.” He waggled his eyebrows and Rena laughed, opening her mouth to answer him, but just then the console in front of him began to beep. He pressed a button and the lights dimmed as someone was teleported in. Captain Drogan Carter materialized before them. Rena swallowed as her body heated in response to the captain’s appearance. Her nipples became taut buds. Her pussy clenched with need and the ache she had been trying to forget returned. She cleared her throat, trying to ignore the way his presence seemed to heat the room. “Captain, sir.” She nodded. “Rena. Jason. Good to see you both. I’m exhausted. I’m going to head to my quarters. See you two later.” “Of course, Captain. Rena and I were just heading to dinner.” Jason grinned. Drogan looked over at Rena with a raised eyebrow. She opened her mouth to deny his claim when her stomach chose that moment to growl. “Looks like she’s hungry. Come on, Rena.” And with that, Jason led her out of the teleportation room, through the doors, and down the hall to the cafeteria. Rena glanced back to find Drogan watching them with avid interest.

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