Kaylee has been alone on Station 13 since the Alliance declared it haunted by her spirit. What they didn’t know is that her experiments with dimensional transport had trapped her between worlds, physical and psychic. Dirven arrives and she heaves a sigh of relief. In nerd she trusts. He is everything she remembered from research symposiums, and quite a bit more. She should be guilty for peeping in on him in the shower, but it is all for research, isn’t it? Confident that he will be able to bring her back, she finally is able to experiment with her intangible form in a manner that brings both of them pleasure.
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Station 13 By Viola Grace
Chapter One he hiss of the airlock seals came as a blessed relief. Kaylee Morgan didn’t know how long she had been incorporeal, but it was getting tiring. Finally, the Alliance had sent a response to her mayday. “One stupid experiment goes awry and I am stuck between dimensions. How lucky can I possibly be?” She watched from the centre of the hallway, knowing that whoever arrived would be unable to see her. Kaylee hadn’t counted on recognizing her greatest competition in the trans-dimensional field. Dirven Lacoss was the Azon that she loved to hate. Beautiful, lithe and a body to die for, he also had a mind that she envied in her weaker moments. He would have foreseen her little problem reversing the field, since she couldn’t touch the switch. She had let that detail slip her mind when she had thrown herself onto the trans dimensional pad to prove her working mechanism. “Hiya, Dirven. Long time no see. Hey, I am
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Station 13 was running parallel to their own. “Dr. Morgan. If you are still here, I have come to assist you in returning to this dimension. Please bear with me, I need to get your lab up and running before I can figure out what happened to you.” Talking to the recycled air was not something that he normally would do, not even in his own laboratory, but here it seemed natural. As if the air was listening. He hoped it was. First stop was the power grid. He turned the power on full, flooding the station with air suitable for both him and Kaylee to breathe. There was no one else to draw on the resources of the station, so running lights and atmosphere at full power were not going to be detrimental to its function. The galley power was also turned up, as well as the living quarters nearest to the lab. “I think those might be your rooms, Dr. Morgan, but too bad. I want to draw you back into the land of the living and I can’t do that if I am running down three decks to the guest quarters.” Talking to Dr. Morgan made him feel better, and if she was anywhere nearby, she would probably be happy to know that he had no intention of leaving her where she was. With the power and atmosphere in the station taken care of, he returned to his shuttle to open his stores and bring in the equipment that may help him to find the missing doctor. 3
Viola Grace It took fifteen trips, but finally all of his equipment was in the lab and he was ready to start looking for Kaylee’s research. Right after he found his room and had an actual shower. Space travel always left him feeling slightly matted. **** Kaylee wished she had some popcorn. Watching Dirven strip had been enough to get her mouth watering, watching him under the spray of her own shower was almost too much to bear. Since she couldn’t even touch herself, she had to hover and observe every nuance of his muscled limbs, the vee shape of his torso leading to narrow hips, and the hard thrust of his cock against the wash of the water. Scooting close to him, she could hear the purr, and against her better judgement, tried to stroke that pulsing length through the water. It jumped as her hand passed through it, and Dirven looked down, surprised. She did it again, and so did his cock, this time leaking a dribble of precum in reaction to her touch. “Oh, fun.” Kaylee had tried to pass through a living being once, but he had been running from her at the time. It had never occurred to her to try again. Snickering, she walked through his body and clapped her hands at his shudder. Well, she tried 4
Station 13 to clap, her own hands passed through each other. “This is too much fun.” She walked through him one more time and was rewarded with his groan. She’d made him come! She watched him clean up and then stagger into her bedroom to fall onto her bed. “Damn. I had heard that men passed out after coming, but I always thought that it was an urban myth. I had hoped that the Azon were made of sterner stuff. You disappoint me, Dirven.” She stroked her hand over the damp velvety nap of his skin. She loved the dark gold of his hide, it made the reddish bronze of his eyes light up and contrasted nicely with his ebony mane. A noise surprised her and she looked down at him and laughed, he was snoring. She hovered near him, watching over his sleep, keeping him safe from the darkness of space. Time passed and she was leaning near him when he rolled over, when he turned and for an instant, their heads occupied the same space. **** They were standing in a meadow and a very naked Dirven was looking at her as if he had never expected to see her. “Doctor Morgan! Why are you here?” She looked down and laughed, “Sorry, Dirven, 5
Viola Grace I must have leaned in too close to you.” She was as naked as he was, her gold hair waving down and covering her breasts, but not much beyond that. “You are alive!” He stepped forward as if to hug her. She held up her hand and nodded to him, “In a manner of speaking. But I am definitely on the station.” She blushed and looked down. “Sorry about the shower earlier.” A light that she hadn’t seen before came into his eyes. “That was you? I just thought I lost all selfcontrol.” On the dreamscape, he took her in his arms and he was about to kiss her when she drew back with a surprised jerk. **** Back in the real world she moved away from her sleeping fella. “Well, fuck!”
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Chapter Two irven sat up as suddenly as he had fallen asleep. Had she really been there, Kaylee, in his mind, on the psychic plane? If she had been, it would make his research easier. But if it was true, it would be a fabulous coup. Communication from another dimension. The erotic response of his own body didn’t surprise him. On the three occasions that he had met Dr. Morgan in person, she had elicited the same response. She looked right, smelled right and on the psychic plane, he was trying to see if she tasted right, but she had pulled back. Why had she pulled back? Didn’t she feel it, too? “What the hell am I thinking? It was all just a dream.” He sat up and took stock, grabbed a jumpsuit and jerked it on. But not to destroy his chances, he added, “And if it wasn’t a dream, Kaylee, meet me on the psychic plane as soon as I fall asleep.” Next time, he would be waiting for her. 7
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His day passed in small increments, setting up his equipment was done in milestones, setting the stage for his later research. Calibration took up much of the morning, with running base levels for the rest of the afternoon. The soothing hum of the lab made him wish that Dr. Morgan was with him, arguing, bickering and bending over the equipment, showing off her amazing ass. Finally, he was ready for the first test of his portable platform. If she was near it, it should charge enough of the particulates to make her visible, if not tangible. “Dr. Morgan, Kaylee, if you are in the room, move over the platform. It should make you visible for limited amounts of time.” He waited for a minute and then threw the switch. For long moments, he thought that the whole exercise had been useless, but then a slight sparkle to the air over the platform began to take on a more solid form. **** As the particles clung to her skin, she privately applauded Dirven’s initiative. If he could see her, he would know that she was actually there and therefore his work would not be in vain. She blinked and admired the shiny particulates as she 8
Station 13 held her hands out in front of her. The excitement in his eyes was quite contagious, and she bowed low to him, praising his ingenuity without words. His fist pumped into the air in triumph and she laughed, wondering idly if her features were visible enough to convey the emotion. She remembered all too well the burn of satisfaction that a successful experiment caused. It seemed to be the only memory of satisfaction that she could manage lately. Had she really cut off all contact with other beings to concentrate on her research? Watching Dirven do his cute and sexy happy dance made her wonder what she had been missing. She extended her limbs and smiled as she could see them with more than her inner eye. They were physically apparent, so she mimed clapping her hands together and when he saw what she was doing, executed a curtsy. More of the particles flocked to her surface and it came to Kaylee with a jolt, that she wasn’t wearing a stitch. She would never have figured it out if Dirven’s attention hadn’t suddenly become completely focussed on her breasts. “Oh hells.” She moved her hands to cover her sparkling surfaces and the disappointment on his face was palpable. “Fine.” She dropped her 9
Viola Grace concealing hands and did a slow turn so he could see what his particle beam had wrought. Without her jumpsuit, she hadn’t felt naked, it had separated from her intangible body the first time she ghosted through a wall. She had been nude for a long time, but hadn’t noticed it. With the Azon’s appreciative gaze on her, it suddenly came to her in a rush. So did the sensations in her memory that she recognized as lust. She had always been hot for his body, but it was only now that Kaylee could contemplate that it might be mutual, and she couldn’t do a damned thing about it. **** She glittered and spun in the particle field, a sparkling goddess of science. Dirven couldn’t take his gaze off her. His blood sang in his veins with both the triumph of the experiment and the sight of the woman that his government had given him its blessing to claim. The Azon prided intelligence, in whatever form it took, and the Terran volunteers qualified. “You look lovely, and it is wonderful to see you again.” He bowed formally, and she twirled again for him. “Now that I have confirmed that you survived the experiment, I will get going on returning you to the solid world.” Kaylee nodded in acknowledgement. 10
Station 13 Since she seemed to be in possession of her faculties, he asked, “Was that you in my dream last night?” A nod. “What about in the shower? There was some unusual activity in there and I was wondering if you were the cause?” She nodded a little shyly and walked off the platform toward him. Not knowing what she was up to, he stepped back as she reached out. She looked sad and dropped her arms, turning away. In an effort to keep her near him, he stepped forward and for a moment, they overlapped. “Stellar lights!” He buckled and fell to his knees as his body exploded in a whirl of sensual energy. The sticky residue in the front of his jumpsuit was proof for him that she was indeed the energy that he had felt the night before, in the shower. He looked up into the glitter of her eyes, and her hand came to rest against his cheek. The light power tingle that shot through him was the barest touch of the energy from only seconds before. “Kaylee, I think you have been watching me in the shower.” His physical discomfort was battling with his amusement. He definitely wasn’t the only one attracted, or she had a cruel sense of humour. Either way, he wanted her to do that again when he had sensors on. 11
Viola Grace She backed away and knelt on the floor opposite him. Kaylee shrugged and nodded at his assertion about the shower. She raised one hand and wiggled her fingers, and he connected the size of her hand with the bolt that had shot through his cock. “I need to take another shower and get a new suit. Stay here. I will return in a moment.” He watched her carefully, and made sure that she was still sitting on the edge of the particle pad while he quickly made his way through a rapid and thorough shower and tugged a new ship suit up and over his hips. He left the rest of the suit open, feeling like testing Kaylee’s attraction to him while he could register the results. For science, of course. She was right where he had left her, sitting with her legs crossed and looking around the room slowly. He quickly attached monitors to his body and temples. Dirven set his computers to record all bio signs coming through and then turned back to his audience. “I do want you to try that phasing again, but this time I want to record it.” At her vaguely sceptical look, he laughed, “The more I know about the phase resonance of your body, the faster we can get you back into the real world. I am a willing volunteer for science.” Her shoulders shook, which did amazing things to her breasts. His hands flexed with an urge to cup the soft mounds as his claws flexed and 12
Station 13 retracted. He wanted to feel her. “Not now though. I am just wearing the monitors so I don’t forget to put them on.” He looked her in the eye. “I do, however, need a sample of your energy to calibrate your original machines. Can you pass your hand along this sensor array?” She glided up next to him and his body shook with tension. Having her so close, naked and being unable to touch her was going to drive him mad. Great, another reason to want her solid. His mating urge was kicking in, his blood was on fire and it was impossible to determine when he would stop being able to think. That in itself was not a good sign. He needed to get her corporeal before his instincts took over completely and he fell into a coma. As she passed her hand along the array, he noted the readings. “Can you show me the order of the prep for the trans dimensional trigger?” She nodded and drifted over to the far instrument panel. When he joined her, she showed him the order of the toggles and switches, then gestured with wiggling fingers to the keypad. There was obviously a code involved. Dirven made the notes for the order of the procedure and stretched his arms over his head. Kaylee’s hand was extending toward his chest and he stood, curious. Her glittering fingers ran 13
Viola Grace over the surface of his skin with the lightest of touches, but still the dials went wild. She had ceased being Dr. Morgan the instant that she had admitted to playing with him in the shower. He shuddered as her touch dropped below his navel, it was going to be a long, hard few days.
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Chapter Three irven was adorable. Not only did he talk to her constantly as he worked on her equipment, but his hard-on had not waned since she had touched his chest. Perhaps there was more to being out of phase than she had previously anticipated. She had followed him into the galley, and while he got his food together, she announced her presence with a light touch to his butt. He nearly dropped his tray. “Kaylee, stop that. You may not be in a position to eat, but I am hungry.” Laughter had been in short supply since the incident that trapped her, but he had brought more to her in the last day than she had experienced in months. Every time she heard her name from his lips, a shiver of pleasure ran through her. She drifted to sit across from him as he ate, occasionally passing one of her fingers through his to let him know she was still there. She was dreamily watching his lips 15
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Station 13 and swept her off her feet. “It is nice to see you again, Kaylee.” “I like it when you say my name.” She would have said more, but his mouth was pressed to hers in an exploratory kiss. She rocked against him, her wet, slick core rubbing against his cock while she fought for penetration. The head of his shaft caught in her opening and she pumped her hips to get him fully inside. “Kaylee, you are trying to kill me.” “No, not kill, but maybe maim you for a while. I want you to fuck me until one of us wakes up.” He fell to his knees in his dreamscape meadow and she clung to him as he lined himself up for a hard thrust. As he slammed into her, she screamed in enjoyment. Nothing like a nice private moment in someone’s mind to really help you let go. She arched up against him, digging her fingers into his shoulders as she hung on for dear life. The pistoning action of his hips rocked her with pleasure, and the grinding action he engaged in when he bottomed out rippled sensation from her clit outward. The tension built in her belly until her body couldn’t stand it and she came, shrieking as lights went off behind her eyes. His howl of satisfaction echoed through his mind, and she blinked up to see his fangs exposed and ready to bite. The flash of pain in her shoulder made her gasp, but the pleasure that followed 17
Viola Grace washed it away. Dirven’s weight crushed her into the sweet grasses and she sighed happily. The best sex any disembodied being could have imagined. “That was lovely. But I came here tonight to give you the code.” “The code?” He moved his head so that it was resting between her breasts. She sighed. Apparently the blood wasn’t back in his brain yet. “Come on, Dirven. Get up so we can plan your work tomorrow.” Pursing his lips, he blew a hot stream of air over her nipple, watching it pucker with a small smiled of delight. “Stop playing, Dirven. This is serious.” “I am enjoying the playing. And I am very serious.” He rolled to his back and pulled her on top of him. She straddled him out of reflex, sitting up and squirming to get comfortable. His cock rubbed against her ass and she moved forward a little. She wasn’t that kind of a trans dimensional phenomenon. Well, not when her corporeal form was on the line. “Well, I need to give you the code, or tomorrow will be a lost day.” He reached up to cup her breasts, flicking at the nipples with his elegant fingers. “Fine. What’s the code?” Sighing she put her hands over his on her breasts, “Zero-Two.” She clawed one hand and 18
Station 13 drew her fingers down his chest, ending at his cock, “Zero-Four.” His breathing was a little harsh and when she brushed back against him, his cock was dripping with precum and he was rock hard. “Let me get this straight,” He gripped her hips and lifted her over his cock, lowering her onto his rigid flesh. “Zero-two.” He pumped her twice on him, “Zero-four.” She counted the quick slam of one-two-threefour, as he pounded into her. He continued the count one-two, one-two-three-four. Two slow and four fast. Her breasts bounced on the four strokes and she cupped them in her hands to stop the motion. The sight of her grabbing her own tits while he slammed into her unhinged a primal part of his mind, he pulled her off him, put her on her knees and ploughed into her from behind. Dirven’s cock rocked into her with a frenzy of strokes, and soon she was cresting, keening her release, but he wasn’t done. Her arms buckled as the unending orgasm washed through her in waves. Again his teeth gripped her, but this time he came as he bit and the duality of the penetration and the hot wash of semen blacked her out. “Damn it! I woke up.” The best orgasm she had ever had on any plane and she had passed out with the sensation. 19
Viola Grace Dirven wasn’t asleep either. He had a hot look in his eyes, but was unsure where she was. “Kaylee, are you still here?” She glided from one end of the room to the other before sneaking up on him and tapping his hand with her finger. “Then I think we should get to work. Before I can’t think of anything aside from burying myself in your wet heat.” Oh, that wasn’t going to distract her as they walked back to her lab. She floated ahead of him, keeping a few feet between them, but he still managed to brush against her on no less than three occasions. Each time he did, he groaned as if in pain, but the damp mark on the front of his jumpsuit belied injury. He wanted her, and for the first time since his arrival, she was a little hesitant about gaining her physical form. He hadn’t been rough with her, but he had been insistent. Going from mental to physical contact was going to be a doozy. He went immediately to the control station near the trans dimensional platform. “I am giving you a minute to get onto that platform. Please take your place.” His intensity was showing in his focus to repeat her directed actions and she scuttled to her place on the pad. It was now or never. “Zero, two, zero, four.” He smiled over to the 20
Station 13 platform and she caught herself smiling back even though he couldn’t see her. “I don’t think I will ever forget that particular code.” She watched carefully from her vantage point as he flipped the switches, flicked the toggles, and entered a wavelength that would counteract the one her body was vibrating at. It helped that he monologued the entire procedure as he ran through the data streams that he would need to enable the machinery to function. The closer he came to pressing the final button, the more tense she became. With no idea how much time had passed, she could not hope to simply rejoin the academic world as she was. She would have to reintegrate herself slowly, and that was after the scientific community took her apart. To stop her urge to run, she curled into a fetal ball over the surface of the platform and closed her eyes as he reached the final stage of preparation to activate her mechanism. She clenched every muscled when he announced, “I really hope you are there, Kaylee. Here goes.” The escalating hum of her machine was familiar, as was the agonizing pain as her molecules were torn apart and then the soothing coolness as they were put back together. It went on forever, the roaring in her ears, her body clenched and the cool pressure of the platform under her. Cold? She hadn’t been cold 21
Viola Grace since her transfer. The wild noise of the machines finally wound down and she heard footsteps approaching. Blinking frantically at the light, she pushed herself upright to look at the scientist who had brought her back to the real world. Or she thought so, there was only one way to tell. “Dirven?” Her voice was a croak. “Kaylee?” He reached out to touch her and drew his hand back before he made contact. “Are you here?” “I think so. But I am not going to stand under my own power. Could you help me up?” She raised her arms to him, like her niece used to do to her back on earth. He took the hint and brought her upright. Then scooped her into his arms. “You’re warm.” She sighed against his chest and enjoyed every second of their contact as he took her down to the Medical Bay. “And you are ice cold. Do you feel any different?” “Just a little tired, and heavier. It is nice to have molecular cohesion back.” He laughed at her joke, and in no time, had her on a scanning bed and was running all manner of instruments over her. “You don’t seem to have suffered any obvious damage, but when we get you back to an operational station, the medical officers are going to have a field day with you.” She groaned and would have covered her eyes, 22
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Viola Grace “Tingling warmth, the urge to flip you to your back.” Her science brain was back, she knew that something was still off. “How about this?” She trailed her fingers within half an inch of his cock and he reacted with a groan as if she had touched it. “Damn it!” She punched the fabric of her bed and her hand shot through it. Concentrating, she formed it up and touched the side of Dirven’s shocked face. “I don’t think I came all the way back.” “You didn’t. After the six months of trans dimensional shift, you won’t ever be the same as you were. You will always be slightly out of phase with the rest of the world.” “You knew? And still you came to help me?” “I was told by a reliable source that you were still alive, and you have been approved as my mate by the Azon and Alliance councils, and I as yours, in case you are going to freak out about that.” She felt the rush of semen between her thighs. “You didn’t, we didn’t…” “We did. On both planes. Our minds started and our bodies finished.” She filed that for later examination. “But why would you come all this way for me? No pun intended.” “Because I respect your mind, love your work, 26
Station 13 and want your body. Together we can be quite an important addition to the Sector Guard, I think.” Shock rippled through her and she sank into the bed. “The Sector Guard? That new group of policers?” “Yes. Even without your accident you had been on their radar for quite some time, as had I. When you disappeared, I accepted my first assignment.” “Which was?’ “To find one of the greatest minds of our time and to bring her back in to the physical world so I could have my way with her.” His eyebrows were waggling lasciviously and she laughed. “Huh. That was the same thought I had when you came on the station. I wanted you then, and I want you now. But I think we should start some analysis of why I am not completely solid.” “Yes, my dear. I think you will enjoy our new base of operations though. Very familiar environment for you.” She cringed at the thought of moving, but asked, “Where?” “Here. Station Thirteen will be the newest Sector Guard base as soon as the new recruits arrive.” It was three months before the silence of the station was broken by more than the occasional moan and scream, but eventually shuttles began to 27
Viola Grace arrive to deliver the new Guardsmen. Kaylee looked over at Dirven in their lab and sighed as the life signs began to enter their home. “Sorry, Dirven. So ends Naked Day. Better get some of my new clothes on and go greet the new recruits.” Smiling with what she knew was an evil grin, she zipped up her form-fitting supersuit and floated through the walls. Haunting Station Thirteen was a fun hobby, but now someone had made it her job. She laughed. It was great to get paid to do what you loved, and who you loved.
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Author’s Note The Sector Guard is my series over at Devine Destinies, and they are a fun group to write for. Freak Factor, Running Wyld, Hael’s Fury, and Seering Order are available for your enjoyment, and like the Terran Times series, they are offshoots of my original Champions of Terra. Thanks for reading and enjoy some of the other fine books at Extasy Books and its Mainstream imprint Devine Destinies. Thank you again Viola Grace
About the Author Viola Grace was born in Manitoba, Canada where she still resides today. She really likes it there. She has no pets and can barely keep sea monkeys alive for a reasonable amount of time. Her line of day job tends to be analytical which leaves her mind hopping to weave stories. No coworker is safe from her character analysis. In keeping with busy hands are happy hands, her hobbies have included cross-stitch, needlepoint, quilting, costuming, cake decorating, baking, cooking, metal work, beading, sculpting, painting, doll making, henna tattoos, chain mail, and a few others that have been forgotten. It is quite often that these hobbies make their way into her tales. Viola’s fetishes include boots and corsetry, and her greatest weakness is her uncontrollable blush. Her writing actively pursues the Happily Ever After that so rarely occurs in nature. It is an admirable thing and something that we should all strive for. To find one that we truly like, as well as love. Viola can be reached at this email:
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