The Revenge of Excalibur (15 page)

*You'll have to tell me the whole story,* she said mentally to Excalibur.

*As you wish. I know the long history of our people, as I was part of the original contingent of Shalits that conversed with The One. Technically, all sentient life forms that evolve to the point of shedding their mortal bodies become Shalits. Once this evolutionary event happens, they seek out beings of their own kind, migrating to the universe where The One found us. That is a simplified explanation, as we have more pressing matters to attend to."

Pam nodded, stunned by his revelation.
Were Shalits God?
Noting there weren't any more Shalits escaping the silver orbs, she stopped the rain, the dark cloud slowly disintegrating.

“Come, Pam,” Excalibur said, extending his hand toward her. “I have one more part of my plan to complete. We must visit Eilsel, and seek this person named Sheeta.”

Tears brimming in her large brown eyes, Pohat grabbed Pam with her four arms, pulling her in for a warm embrace. “Thank you, Pamela. You not only saved my life, but my brother's, and all the other Tethians who would have died in that prison without your intervention.”

Pam's mouth formed a response, when BLIP! she disappeared. Pohat took a step back, her eyes opened wide, when she realized she was hugging empty air. She grinned.
Leave it to the Shalit to make such a dramatic exit.

She turned around, surveying the area. Shalits in various forms were picking up the silver globes which still contained the Others, and then vanished. She hugged herself, her fur rippling with shivers.
Amazing. This is history in the making, but I am the only person to witness it.
She must hurry home, and make a detailed report of everything she'd seen. No one would believe her, but at least she knew the truth.

* * *

Pam reappeared, leaning awkwardly forward, her mouth open. “Huh? What?” she said, stumbling forward, trying to catch herself from falling.

Excalibur placed a restraining arm around her waist, drawing her close. “Excuse me, little one. I was a bit overzealous. I should have let you finish saying your farewells, but you seemed uncomfortable, so I thought it best to get us out of there.”

Pam blinked a few times, shading her eyes from the bright sunshine on Eilsel. “Uh, well, I don't normally like hugging people I don't know very well, and not to be mean, but she reeked.” Her pert nose wrinkled. “We can't just leave her out there in the middle of nowhere.”

Excalibur briefly closed his eyes, then grinned down at her. “Do not worry, Pamela. Pohat is safely at home, and I conveyed my apologies for leaving so abruptly.”

Pam leaned up, planting a soft kiss on his tempting lips. “Thank you, honey.” Peering around, she noticed a large domed dwelling, painted in brown and gold. “Where are we?”

Excalibur pointed to the large house. “This is where Sheeta lives. She is inside, resting. I feel she is much improved, although still weak. What I need to do will not require me to have contact with her, but I must still have some close proximity.” His silver eyes glazed, lines appearing on his forehead. After a few minutes, he said with a crooked grin, “My task is done. Each time it gets easier.”

“Speaking of mind manipulations, don't you dare put anymore suggestions in my mind,” Pam said, wagging her finger at him. “If you want me to do something, just ask. Okay?”

His eyes lit up with lust, pulling her tight against his hard body. Pam swallowed, heart racing, feeling his need pressing into her, igniting her own craving. “Since I can read your mind, my mate, I know exactly what you want or need.” His voice dropped lower. “Right now, I see an image of something I would really enjoy doing to you.” He lightly brushed his lips against hers. “We have plenty of time. Why not enjoy it on Lear?”

Pam's whole body was tingling with hunger.
How does he evoke such a response from me?
But it was heavenly to have someone who was able to read her desires, instead of having to voice them.

They appeared, lying on the bed in the cavern on Lear. Excalibur nuzzled her ear, sending shivers down her spine. “Umm, I totally agree.” He proceeded to please her, in just the way she wanted.

Pohat sat at a small, cluttered, stone desk in her large, empty ancestral home. Her freshly-washed, red-streaked, brown fur had intricate designs woven all through it. She was wearing a sleeveless, light blue robe, cinched at the waist with a gold belt. She breathed deeply, sighing in satisfaction at the smell of perfume, instead of the prison stench that clung to her before.

Her hands were busy attaching a thin, white string to an empty, metal spool. The other end of the string led a filled spool. As she labored away, her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. This was a recording device her eldest brother, Ganga, found on Eilsel. He knew her passion for documenting and recording historical events, so when he discovered the recorder, he spent what little wealth he had to procure it for her.

Next to her, sat a small box half-filled with spools she'd already recorded. Pohat had thousands of small spools filed away, but she knew these would be the most important. One day, the indestructible, white strings would be played in every school, on all three planets. She was recording history in the making.

After she finished threading the string on the spool, she began speaking. Her native language appeared on a flat screen in front of her before it was inscribed on the thin, white string. As Pohat continued with her novel, her lilting, musical voice drifted out of the doorway, to echo down the empty hallway, where she sat, all alone.

A tear slid over her furry cheek, as she remembered the siblings she'd lost in Bindkall Prison. Her, and Panth, were the only remaining family.

* * *

Panth stepped out of a huge, sunken tub full of warm, soapy water.
By Osso, it feels good to be clean again.
Grabbing a thick, pink towel, he started rubbing down his clean fur, peering down at the now dirty, scummy water. He was fascinated with the tub. On Teth, they were only allowed to take short showers. It was refreshing to fully immerse oneself under water. While sitting in the warm water, he'd felt his skin sucking up the much needed moisture. He hated getting out of the tub, but duty called.
Will I be allowed to take at least one bath a day?

There was a timid knocking on the bathing room door, with the sound of Tig and Tobah giggling on the other side. “Are you finished?” Tobah asked. “We have combs to brush out your fur. Would you like some help?”

What could be better than being attended to by two lovely women?
With a grin, he wrapped the large towel around his waist, then shambled over to the door, letting the giggling pair in. Tobah was carrying some brushes, combs, and a crystal bottle, while Tig brought in a padded, pink chair.

Tig eyed him up and down, eyes lighting up. “Cigsbah, you cleaned up very well. Look how shiny your hair is.” She tentatively reached out, touching his arm. “Oh, and it is so soft.” Suddenly shy, she looked down at her feet. “Do you mind if we brush you? We want you to be presentable when we introduce you to the nobles.”

“It would be my pleasure. Even with my four arms, there are places on my back I am unable to reach,” Panth said with a grin. He studied the small, pink stool. “But I fear I will not be able to use the chair. It will not support my weight, and it is too small for my frame. We can use the bench along the wall.” He shuffled over to the wall and pulled out the bench, then straddled it with two legs on each side, patting the area in front and behind him.

With nervous glances at each other, Tig and Tobah hurried over. Tobah started brushing the right side of Panth, as Tig worked on the other. The two girls brushed away, combing out all the snags and twisted clumps of fur. After they were done with each arm, Tig applied a small amount of perfume underneath each armpit.

As Tobah started on his back, Panth groaned with pleasure. His back had been itching something fierce. When Tig was done with his arms on the left side, she looked up into Panth's face, licking her lips. That caused the towel over Panth's lap to twitch, drawing Tig's attention.

Her eyes widened, as she watched the outline of something growing between his legs. Tig blushed, busying herself with combing his chest, amazed at the amount of muscle hidden beneath all his fur. The lower she brushed, the more the towel jumped, until it was tented in quite an impressive manner. Images of what was hidden underneath tantalized her mind, causing her body to start tingling.

When it came to breeding, Tig preferred an Eilsel over a Calen anytime. They were much better lovers, and they knew how to treat a female.
Would a Tethian male be just as good? He definitely has the equipment for pleasuring a woman.
Tig bit her lip, staring at Tobah, wishing she would leave. Tobah smiled at her with the same desire reflecting in her eyes.

Suddenly, they all stopped, eyes going back and forth between the other two. They were reading each other's thoughts. The next thing Panth knew, he had a woman in each set of arms. He'd never been with two women at the same time before, and he found it extremely stimulating, his organ swelling to maximum length. Tig and Tobah gave out sighs of pleasure at what they saw poking out from the towel.

Cigsbah
, Tig thought, diving her tongue into Panth's mouth. She squirmed in delight, grinding her hip into his side, as he fondled and caressed her trembling body.

In his other set of arms, Tobah was slowly kissing her way to his extended organ. Panth growled with pleasure. This morning when he awoke, he only saw death before him. Now, he was drowning in pleasure. And he willingly let himself drown.

Much later, he found himself lying on the plush, gray carpet of the bathing room floor. He peered around seeing women's clothing strewn all over, then noticed several naked female limbs sticking out from among them.

By Osso, I should be dead
, he thought, remembering how ferociously they attacked him. He smiled to himself. He had been just as passionate.

Spying one of Tig's breasts peeking out from some clothes, his fingers itched to go exploring. He gently pinched and fondled her nipple until he felt it peaking under his fingertips, his foot long breeding organ responding in kind. With a soft moan, Tig's eyes opened. She smiled at him, coyly removing the unwanted clothing, opening her arms to him. He rolled on top of her, and she guided him into her warm, wet, inviting center. As Panth thrust faster and harder into Tig, she moaned louder and louder,

Tobah awoke, looking around, rubbing her eyes.
They started without me.
She'd never been in a threesome before, and she found it very erotic. Listening to their bodies slapping together, Tig's moans and Panth's grunts, made her body heat up. She squirmed in frustration, needing some release herself. Panth, sensing her arousal, used his other set of hands and fingers to pet and stroke her until she cried out, body arching with her orgasm.

Tig screamed out, raking his fur covered back with her nails, convulsing with her climax. Panth let himself go, thrusting two more times before spilling his seed into Tig. Panth collapsed beside Tig, gasping for air.
From hell to heaven in one day. Maybe I did die in prison.

With an impish grin, Tobah crawled over to him. *No you have not, but you may not make it out of the bathing room alive.* She reached down and started fondling his organ. *My turn,* she said, then watched in amazement as it became fully erect again. She'd never seen a Calen or Eilsel respond that fast after breeding several times in a row.

Panth chuckled. *Even in my weakened condition, I will outbreed any Calen or Eilsel male. Tethians are well-known for their sexual stamina.*

Tig and Tobah's eyes grew huge just imaging all the possibilities ahead of them. As he proceeded to show them how well a Tethian male was at breeding, Panth grinned to himself.
Excalibur is correct. I will make an excellent teacher.

* * *

Arthur's cold, lifeless body lay aboard
Weesa.
Daisy, Emeara, and Olso silently mourned the passing of their friend and lover, Daisy the hardest. They tried everything, but his beaten, broken mind and body had endured too much abuse to survive.

Before his life energy fled his body, the two different parts of his mind had been absorbed, one by Daisy and the other by
Weesa.
Now, they were trying to fuse them together, unsuccessfully. Olso and Emeara were very concerned. If they couldn't bring Arthur's mind back together, it would destroy the twin brains housed in the
Weesa
, and themselves.

On Lear, they'd been fighting all night with his separated minds. As they worked, silver sparks flashed off the chrome ship, frightening any Koodah in the immediate area.

Twice during their battle with Arthur's conscious and subconscious self,
Weesa
had accidentally been teleported away. The first time, they ended up on a flaming sun, in a part of the galaxy they'd never seen before. The second time, they ended up in the cave at Lake George on Earth.

They were weary. Even with the lowered energy level Arthur's minds were in, he was still stronger than their twin brains. No matter how many times they tried to meld the two parts together, they would violently rip themselves apart again. And each time, it was getting harder to fuse them together. The only reason
Weesa
had been able to get this far was because they were on Lear. The Husken Silver helped amplify their powers.

*I never realized Arthur had such tremendous power,* Olso said with a heavy sigh.

*I did,* replied a sad Daisy. *Please, we can't give up on him.*

*Do not worry, Daisy,* said Emeara. *We have no choice. Either we succeed, or we die.*

Right about that time, Pamela and Excalibur were doing their own merging. But, they weren't being violently torn apart. They were merging over and over, hands and lips feeling and kissing each other, mentally touching each other's pleasure centers.

Daisy felt the raw, sexual excitement flooding off them, flowing for miles over the planet. *That is it,* she cried. *Lock onto Pamela and Excalibur. Concentrate on their emotions. Hurry.*

Tired and frustrated, seeing no other options, the brain that contained Arthur's mind locked onto the emotions emanating from his daughter and her Shalit. As Pamela, and then Excalibur climaxed, their powerful energy surged through
Weesa
, causing her to send out a flash, burning everything within a few hundred feet. Koodah and birds lay dead, as grass and trees smoked all around the chrome, silver ship.

Holding Pam tightly in his arms, breathless, Excalibur mumbled, “Daisy, you were wonderful, honey.”

Pam nuzzled against his neck. “Arthur, I love you, baby.”

They both fell into a peaceful sleep.