Her Commanders - M.K. Eidem Page 0,22

she'd confided more about her time working for Duco Tumo. It would just take a little time, something Cali was willing to give her.

"Umm?? Mae looked around the room. "Ujana's area isn't that busy. Oke can cover it."

"Good choice," Cali agreed. "Let them know the next time they come up with an order." With that, Cali took the next drink order.

A short time later, Ujana walked up to the bar with a drink order, and Cali watched as the female's green face lit up with excitement. As soon as her order was filled, she hurried to deliver it. Oke was not excited. She was pissed.

"Why do I have to work in two areas?" Oke demanded, her naturally pink face flushed to magenta.

"There are only five people in that area, Oke," Mae told her.

"So? I should be the one who gets the cushy job of working behind the bar. I've worked here longer than Ujana."

"Ujana knows how to make more drinks than you do," Mae reminded her.

"That shouldn't matter!" Oke turned to Cali. "You can't possibly agree with this."

"Mae's the manager now, Oke. She decides who works where and when," Cali told her, then turned back to wait on her customer. She knew Oke was testing not only Mae but her. Oke was the only one not excited about the changes taking place at The Brink. All because Triz had occasionally fucked her. It made Oke think she was in charge of everyone but Cali. It was also apparent from Oke's reaction that Triz hadn't told her he was leaving. Typical.

Seeing Ujana coming back, Cali turned toward Jamis and found him intently watching her. As she moved toward him, he finished his scotch and stood.

She ducked down and went through the open section under the bar near him. "Ready, Commander?"

"Lead the way," he replied, gesturing with his arm for her to precede him.

She gave him a little smile then spun on a heel, knowing his eyes would go to her skirt as the movement caused it to flare up. His low growl told her they had.

He followed her as she passed the raised, private seating area to one of the slick, black, reflective panels that lined the walls. It allowed him to view both sides of her at once and had him considering putting them in his private resting chamber.

As he watched, she lifted a hand and pressed it against the wall. He realized a bio-scanner secured her quarters when a barely-discernable glow appeared, and the wall opened. That surprised him because bio-scanners were expensive. That thought left his mind as the door closed behind him. It shut out all the noise from The Brink, along with the rest of the universe.

He followed her down the softly-lit hallway lined with the same reflective panels as in The Brink. Their angles made it impossible for anyone from The Brink to see into her quarters when the door was open. Smart.

The angles also gave him tantalizing glimpses of her barely covered labia as the panels of Cali's skirt swung higher and higher, especially when she rounded the last corner. Unable to resist any longer, he moved behind Cali, sliding his hands beneath those teasing panels, gripping her bare hips, and pulling her back against him.

"Whoa," she chuckled, looking over her shoulder at him. "In a hurry?"

"Yes," he couldn't prevent himself from growling. Loosening his grip only enough so Cali could turn and face him, he then lifted her off her feet and pinned her against the reflective wall with his hips.

Jamis knew he needed to slow down. No matter the species, females required their pleasure zone stimulated, so their channel became slick enough to take a male's cock. That zone was unique for each species, usually just inside their channel, but space lore told of Earthans having an external one. Hooking her legs around his hips, his hands traveled along her thighs, his thumbs sliding under the thin fabric that covered her sex, intent on finding out if that myth was true. What he discovered had him raising shocked eyes to hers.

"You're already wet!"

"I am," she agreed.

"But how without direct stimulation?"

"Well." The hands that had clutched his shoulders when he'd lifted her glided down his chest until she reached his hard, cloth-covered cock. "Let's just say I have a good imagination."

"And that's all it takes to arouse an Earthan?" Jamis couldn't believe it.

"Depends on what you are imagining," she teased.

"So, the myth is untrue," he murmured.

"What myth?"

"That, unlike other species, Earthans have an