Angry Jasper:Twenty-four

“Oh, I missed you,” she panted, riding him hard, sounding like some wretched beast in heat. The fighting seemed a thousand miles away as Kate’s pleasure built to a powerful crescendo.

“All of me,” he strained, pushing his hips up to meet her. He held her hips tight, absorbing the ecstatic look on her face, and swelling with hungry pride. He could feel her getting close, and felt his own climax rushing towards that unstoppable abyss. “All of me, or just certain parts?”

“Some parts more than others.”

“Like?”

“Shut up, Jazz, I’m almost there.”

“What parts don’t you like?” He was straining too, his own climax building quickly to meet hers. “Tell me.”

“I could do without the mouth right now, for one,” she said with a moan.

Instead of finishing at that moment Jazz turned her over and they coupled again. He held her tighter, slapping hard against that beautiful tail. Kate cried out with pleasure and realized why she’d first fallen in love with him from their very first interlude.

“Oh my god!” she exclaimed, kissing him wildly over her shoulder.

“Like that?”

“We haven’t done this since that wild weekend on Triton. Oh, baby!”

“You like that, watch this.”

He just started to flip her over again for another go when a Corporation soldier stumbled through the door, catching Jazz and Kate in something that was best described as acrobatic and animalistic. Pissed at being interrupted on the verge of a fantastic orgasm she shot the bloke through the chest. With that she turned and pressed the muzzle to Jazz’s forehead. A moment later a squad of rebel soldiers appeared. Buzz, dented, limping and covered in dust was with them.

“Took you mooks long enough!” she snarled.

She climbed off him. Jazz groaned. He was close too. “Ain’t fair, betraying a man without pants, and especially one that’s right at the edge!”

“Get dressed, Jazz.” Kate slapped one of the rebels and pulled ion her clothes. “What are you staring at? I want this one alive. Anything happens to him and I’ll have your nuts as earrings!”

Jazz dressed quickly before being bound again. The battle was waning when the rebels lead him out of the building. The street was littered with dead and the wreckage of war. The Corporation ship Kate had come in on was a smoldering hulk. In the distance a second Corporation ship had crashed. Plumes of thick black smoke billowed from the wreckage.

Smoke and dust hung thick in the air. Enough that the rebels, with Jazz and Kate, slipped unnoticed into the secret passages that led to the rebel stronghold beneath the city. A number of surviving Corporation soldiers from the ship followed at gunpoint. Holding a weapon on the prisoners was Maury’s spy who, amid the chaos of battle, had slipped in among the rebel ranks unnoticed.