Jaci's Experiment (15 page)

Two sets of masculine hands touched her skin, tweaking her ass cheeks with exciting little pinches and sliding down over her legs. As she straightened from the deep bend, Michael was in front of her.

“You’re a born temptress, Jaci.”

She felt the thong being pulled down her legs from behind and knew it was David’s hot breath on the backs of her thighs as he bent, following the skimpy fabric down. When he placed a sucking kiss on the tender skin behind her knee, both knees went weak and Michael had to catch her. He grinned at her reaction, then bent to kiss her as David licked his way up her thigh, multiplying the weakness in her limbs.

David stood behind her once more, his warm chest rubbing her back. Michael seemed to take that as his cue to move back. David untied the strings at her neck and between her shoulders while Michael peeled the tiny triangles of fabric from her breasts. He caught her freed flesh in his hands and rubbed her nipples between his fingers, making her squirm.

Bending, he kissed her there, sucking and drawing back so that she moaned in pleasure. But he kept moving back when she wanted more and soon he was sitting in the chair once more, watching her.

All that remained of the strip club atmosphere was the cloth covered table and two chairs. Michael occupied one as he watched David maneuver her around so Michael had a side view.

“Bend over, Jaci,” David urged, his breath hot in her ear. “Lean on the table.”

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She complied, wondering what he would ask of her. She jumped when his fingers delved between her ass cheeks, teasing the pucker there. Suddenly a bottle of viscous liquid appeared on the table in front of her as Michael grinned.

David reached for her, his cock prodding her from behind. He was naked and fully aroused and she wanted him. Badly.

“You think we should?” David was clearly talking to Michael, as Jaci tried to follow their meaning.

Michael nodded. “This is a dream, cuz. We can do anything we want here. And you know we both want this.”

“But does she?”

Michael leaned forward to touch her face. “Do you want us both at the same time, Jaci?”

The very thought of having them both inside her at once tantalized. She’d seen some of the humans do it during experiments in the pens and she’d always wondered if the woman found such things enjoyable.

Her mates would make anything enjoyable, she knew, and as Michael reminded them—this was a dream. Things could be tried in dreams that she wouldn’t necessarily do in the real world, though she’d do just about anything for her mates.

“I want you…both,” she managed to say as David applied some of the warm liquid from the bottle to her bottom.

Michael kissed her. “That’s our girl. I promise you’ll enjoy every second of this.” He sat back to watch David prepare her and her focus shifted to the smooth feel of David’s big fingers as he worked the lubrication into her flesh.

Michael was right, she did enjoy the foreign feel of his fingers as they worked their way inside her, little by little. It was a very different sort of stimulation, but it felt deliciously good. She enjoyed the new sensations for a few minutes before David took her to the next level.

He eased into her, his long cock finding its way inside with only minor difficulty. As Michael promised, it didn’t hurt, though she imagined in the real world, there might be 134

discomfort taking something so thick within her with so little preparation. But all thoughts of the real world were banished when he rested fully inside. She was bent over the table and Michael watched every motion as David began a slow, gentle rhythm.

Jaci began to pant and moan on every short thrust. Her internal heat grew, as did her moisture level. She was aching for Michael, wanting him where she was empty. David filled her in such a sensual way. She needed more.

“Michael!” His name was ripped from her throat as David sped his pace. But he stopped completely at her cry.

“I think she’s ready,” David said, his voice gruff behind her.

“I think you’re right,” Michael agreed. “But the question is, are we?” He winked at her as the table disappeared and she was suddenly resting on a soft cloud in the nothingness of the dreamplane, David behind her, his cock still tight within her body. He used his long legs to spread hers and open her for Michael.

“Now that’s a pretty sight,” Michael licked his lips before moving between her legs. Then he leaned forward to lick hers, his tongue delving into her mouth even as his cock found its home within her.

It was a tight fit with them both, but in the dream, it was perfect. Michael broke the kiss as he started to thrust and David resumed in a counter-rhythm to his cousin.

“You’d better move this along, Dave,” Michael said. “I don’t know how long I can hold the dream. We need to make her come.”

“I hear you, cuz.”

David bit down on her earlobe, licking her neck and sucking there as Michael watched. She loved them both so much. Her temperature rose once more as she neared total meltdown. Having them both with her—inside her—on the dreamplane was something she never could have imagined. It felt so good. So right.

She came with a blistering wave of heat that flooded her womb and flushed her skin as she shook with pleasure. “I love you!” The words were dragged from her lips as her eyes shut and passion took her in wave after wave of climax.

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She felt David come not long after, then Michael before she floated away on a sea of bliss into a deep, peaceful sleep.

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“Good morning, Grady Prime.”

“Good morning, Jaci 192, it is good to see you again.”

The big man strolled into the room and sat on the chair provided. It was Jaci’s duty to go over the placement of the skinpatches that would administer the mutagenic agent for the big experiment. She was scheduled to meet with the ten participants in the study one by one all day long. As a result her normal duties were being taken over by another tech for the day, which was just as well because she hated going into Michael and David’s cell and finding other people there. She missed them too badly.

She sat at the table across from Grady Prime and went over the proper procedures for placing the skinpatch and what precautions he should take before doing so. She would actually be putting the patches on all the other participants in the study, but Grady Prime’s military position made it easier for him to begin his treatment as soon as he got off duty. Since the effects of this treatment were unpredictable?at least to the scientists who hadn’t been through what she’d been through?they wanted the participants to have at least the first day free to absorb the agent away from the stresses of their usual jobs.

Whether or not they would remain in their current jobs was up in the air. It all depended on what the treatment did to them. Part of the study in fact, was to see how these subjects coped with the day-to-day stresses of their jobs during this treatment. That’s why participants had been chosen from a broad spectrum of the population.

“What kinds of symptoms can I expect?” Grady asked quietly, holding the wrapped skinpatch between his calloused fingers.

Jaci considered for a moment what to tell him. She actually liked this man and wanted to help him if she could, without giving herself away. It would be a fine line she had to walk, but for his sake, she would do it.

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“At first you will probably feel no real change. It’s expected that after the first twenty-four hours, feelings may begin to manifest. Faint at first, they will grow stronger and more amplified. Although my supervisors have not said this, I would recommend you spend some time at that point, analyzing your responses. It may also be of some benefit to consult the data banks for our ancient historical records and, forgive me if this sounds farfetched,” she paused slightly, “but you might wish to observe some of the Breeds. I think you may find that you understand them better, once you have undergone some changes yourself.”

Grady’s eyes narrowed and he looked closely at her. “You seem to have given this some thought.”

She knew she’d almost said too much, but she wanted to help him.

“I’m just a tech, but I was assigned this task quite some time ago. I have given much thought to the consequences of this experiment since I first learned of it, and you probably know I have close daily contact with the humans.” She cringed, knowing she’d just misspoken. Only the humans called themselves that. Alvians called them Breeds. For her to call them by that name, meant that she had been spending a great deal of time among them?perhaps too much. But there was no way to call back her words now. Best to forge ahead, she thought.

“Part of my duty is to observe their reactions and I’ve tried to understand the emotional component that drives their behavior, as much as I can. It’s quite difficult. Perhaps after administering the agent, you will gain a better understanding of what motivates them. That’s all I’m suggesting.”

Grady still looked suspicious, but he seemed willing to let it go for now.

***

“Mara 12, I believe there is something you should see.” Mara’s assistant entered her office with a small data crystal in hand. “You’ve completed your assignment then?” Mara 12 put aside her data pad and looked up expectantly.

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“Yes. It is as you suspected. Jaci 192 has been compromised.”

“Did she do it intentionally?”

“No. From the visual record it appears as if a skinpatch adhered to her arm while she was preparing them.”

“Sloppy work,” Mara 12 commented.

“Yes. Though why she has not yet reported the incident not clearly understood.”

“She’s well aware of the consequences of her mistake,” Mara 12 said, reaching for the data crystal.

“Have her brought to me at once. Ask Grady Prime to assist.”

“You think she will resist?”

“I believe it is a possibility. She is, as you say, compromised. I have no reliable data yet on how she will react. We must assume the worst.”

***

“Jaci 192,” Harry said with a jovial smile as he stopped her in the hall, “how are you?” On another level, she heard his voice echo through her mind, though she’d never experienced telepathy before.
“Jaci, my
mother sent Grady Prime to take you into custody. Do not go back to your quarters, unless you
wish to become a prisoner. And don’t react to my telepathy. They’re monitoring everything,
though it’ll take Grady some time to get here. I’ve set up some roadblocks.”
“I am well, Hara. Thank you for asking. And yourself?” She nearly stuttered in fear, but knew she had to keep up the pretense of a normal, casual conversation between two acquaintances.

“I’m quite well, Jaci 192. I meant to ask you how your work progresses. Is all well there?
If you want
to get out of here, there’s a small atmospheric shuttle in Bay 12 with the access codes taped to the
door. Head south for the engineering facility. Davin will see to it you’re well hidden and safe.
”

Harry’s words in her mind were rushed, but she was relieved to learn he had a plan. She knew how to pilot a shuttle and she most definitely did not want to be caught, 139

questioned, imprisoned and probably executed for her one mistake. She nodded almost imperceptibly at Harry. She understood and would do as he suggested.

“My work is very satisfying,” she said as they resumed walking. They were heading in the general direction of the shuttles as it happened. “Thank you for asking.”

They spoke a few more pleasantries until Harry left her at a branching corridor. With little hesitation, she took the branch that would lead her to the shuttle bays. Harry had also managed to let her know he would be delaying any pursuit long enough, hopefully, so she could get to Davin. Just how he would do that, she had no idea, but Harry had talents she could only guess at, so she had to have faith that he could do as he promised.

She made a beeline for the shuttle, popped the hatch and punched in the access codes that were so conveniently taped to the hull for her. Within moments, heart racing, she turned off the comm so she didn’t have to listen to them threaten her anymore. She’d had enough of the threat of imprisonment and termination. What she really wanted was to be free.

It was either that, or die trying.

She was heading south and suddenly a huge grin split her face. Her mates were in Davin’s custody and soon she would be too. They were waiting for her and for the first time in her life, she felt like she was heading home.

But it wasn’t meant to be. She headed south, but she could see military ships sent to intercept her on the short range scanners. She had to veer off, uncertain of where to go, hoping they hadn’t seen her.

Jaci had hammered the beacon soon after leaving Bay 12 so her people could not track her by it, and since then had not touched anything but propulsion controls, leaving the comsys powered down.

Although they might guess she would head for the southern facility where her human friends had been transferred, they would not be able to find her easily in the dense jungle surrounding the facility.

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Communications from the military craft came in a minute later, negating her hope. They’d not only seen her, they were on a course to intercept. Jaci was an adequate pilot, but her meager skill and this small civilian ship were no match for military patrol craft.

Where could she go?

Suddenly a thought came to her. She could try to lose the patrol in the mountains. She had a general idea of where the O’Haras lived and it wasn’t too far. From her interactions with Harry and Caleb, she thought she might have a chance of getting help from the rest of the O’Hara clan. If she could just make it there.