Nebula’s Embrace: Part II – Echoes of the Void
The Aurora drifted silently through the outer tendrils of the Epsilon Eridani nebula, its hull kissed by wisps of violet and indigo plasma. It was now late January 2026, three weeks since the crew’s first encounter with the alien obelisk. The crystalline artifact had been carefully secured in the main cargo bay, its pulsing core contained behind reinforced containment fields. Officially, the mission logs described it as “a significant xenotechnological find requiring further study.” Unofficially, it had become something far more intimate: a silent catalyst that had rewritten the dynamics between Captain Lira Voss, Engineer Sera Kane, and Pilot Jax Harlan.
Lira stood alone on the observation deck, arms crossed beneath her breasts, staring into the swirling colors outside. The black tactical bodysuit she wore clung to every curve like liquid shadow—high collar, long sleeves, but with strategic mesh panels that revealed tantalizing glimpses of skin along her ribs, the dip of her cleavage, the flare of her hips. Her nipples, perpetually sensitive since the throne incident, pressed visibly against the thin fabric. She hadn’t worn underwear in days. None of them had.
The door hissed open behind her.
Sera entered first, barefoot, wearing only an oversized engineering jumpsuit unzipped to her navel. The garment hung off one shoulder, exposing the full swell of her left breast, the dark areola peeking out. Her auburn hair was tousled, lips still swollen from whatever she and Jax had been doing in the engine room twenty minutes earlier.
Jax followed, shirtless, flight pants slung low on his hips. Sweat glistened on his broad chest and the defined ridges of his abdomen. The thick outline of his semi-hard cock was unmistakable against the fabric.
Lira didn’t turn. She simply spoke, voice low and rough.
“You two smell like sex.”
Sera laughed softly, stepping up behind her captain. Warm hands slid around Lira’s waist, fingers splaying possessively over her flat stomach.
“We were testing the new haptic feedback relays you approved last week,” Sera murmured against the shell of Lira’s ear. “Purely scientific, of course.”
Jax moved to Lira’s front, close enough that she could feel the heat radiating off his body. He reached out, tracing the mesh panel over her left breast with one fingertip, watching the way her nipple tightened instantly under the touch.
“Scientific,” he echoed, smirking. “That’s why she came three times on the diagnostic table while I fucked her with the calibration probe.”
Lira’s breath hitched. She finally looked at them—really looked. Sera’s pupils were blown wide, cheeks flushed. Jax’s jaw was tight with barely-leashed hunger.
“The artifact is awake again,” Lira said quietly. “I can feel it. Even from here.”
Sera’s hands drifted lower, cupping Lira through the bodysuit, pressing firmly against her mound. “Then we should go see it. Together.”
They didn’t speak again as they made their way down to the cargo bay.
The containment field shimmered like liquid starlight when they entered. The obelisk stood in the center of the bay, twice as tall as before, veins of light now crawling slowly across its surface like breathing arteries. The air inside the bay was warmer than the rest of the ship—humid, scented faintly with ozone and something sweeter, almost pheromonal.
As soon as the three of them crossed the threshold, the field dropped.
No alarms. No containment breach warning.
Just silence, and the sudden, electric awareness that the artifact wanted them there.
Lira was the first to move. She walked straight to the throne-like protrusion at the base and sat, legs spread wide, hands braced on the armrests. The moment her ass touched the crystal, the surface warmed beneath her, molding perfectly to her body. Thin tendrils of light snaked up her thighs, under the bodysuit, seeking skin.
Sera and Jax stripped without a word.
Sera peeled the jumpsuit off completely, letting it pool at her feet. Naked, she was breathtaking—full breasts swaying slightly, nipples already dark and erect, the neatly trimmed triangle of auburn curls above her glistening slit.
Jax kicked off his pants. His cock stood rigid, thick and veined, the head flushed deep red and already weeping.
They approached the throne from either side.
Sera climbed onto Lira’s lap first, straddling her thighs. Their mouths crashed together in a hungry, open-mouthed kiss—tongues sliding, teeth nipping, soft whimpers swallowed between them. Sera’s hands pushed the mesh panels aside, freeing Lira’s breasts completely. She rolled the hard peaks between her fingers, tugging sharply, making Lira arch and moan into her mouth.
Jax stepped behind Sera, hands gripping her hips. He rubbed the length of his cock along the cleft of her ass, letting the head nudge against her soaked entrance from behind.
“Tell me what you want,” he growled, voice gravel-rough.
Lira broke the kiss long enough to rasp, “Everything.”
The artifact responded.
Golden light flared. Invisible forces lifted Sera slightly, repositioning her so she hovered just above Lira’s mouth. Lira didn’t hesitate—she gripped Sera’s thighs and pulled her down, burying her face in the engineer’s dripping cunt.
Sera cried out, hands flying to Lira’s hair as the captain’s tongue plunged deep, lapping greedily at the sweet-salty taste of her arousal. She ground down, riding Lira’s face with slow, rolling hips.
Jax watched for only a moment before he moved.
He stepped between Lira’s spread thighs, hooked his arms under her knees, and yanked her forward on the throne until her ass hung off the edge. The crystal adjusted instantly, forming perfect support beneath her lower back.
Then he thrust.
One long, brutal stroke buried him balls-deep inside Lira’s soaking pussy. She screamed into Sera’s cunt, the vibration making Sera shudder violently.
The artifact amplified everything.
Every thrust felt twice as deep, every lick felt like electricity. Every heartbeat echoed through their shared nervous systems.
Jax fucked Lira with punishing rhythm—long, punishing strokes that slapped wetly against her ass with every plunge. The throne pulsed in time, sending rhythmic vibrations straight into Lira’s clit.
Sera came first.
Her thighs clamped around Lira’s head as she ground down hard, flooding the captain’s mouth with a gush of slick. Lira drank her down, tongue never stopping, fingers digging into the soft flesh of Sera’s ass to hold her in place while she rode out the spasms.
When Sera finally lifted off, trembling, her inner thighs glistened with her own release and Lira’s saliva.
Jax pulled out of Lira with a wet sound, cock shining.
“Your turn to taste her,” he told Sera.
Sera dropped to her knees between Lira’s thighs. She didn’t tease. She simply sealed her mouth over Lira’s swollen clit and sucked—hard.
Lira’s back bowed off the throne. “Fuck—Sera—!”
Jax moved behind Sera again. This time he didn’t enter her pussy.
He pressed the slick head of his cock against the tight ring of her ass.
Sera moaned into Lira’s cunt, the sound vibrating through her.
“Relax for me, baby,” Jax murmured, stroking her back.
He pushed in slowly.
Sera’s body tensed, then yielded. Inch by thick inch, he filled her ass until his hips pressed flush against her cheeks.
The sight was obscene: Sera face-first between Lira’s thighs, tongue and fingers working frantically on the captain’s dripping sex, while Jax fucked her ass with slow, deliberate strokes.
The artifact sang.
Light tendrils extended from the throne, wrapping around Jax’s cock where it plunged into Sera, adding subtle vibrations that traveled through all three of them.
Lira came with a broken cry, hips bucking, squirting across Sera’s chin and chest. The engineer lapped at her like a woman starved, drinking every drop.
Jax’s control finally snapped.
He gripped Sera’s hips hard enough to bruise and fucked her ass with short, brutal thrusts. Sera screamed around Lira’s clit, the sound muffled but desperate.
When he came, he buried himself to the hilt and held there, pulsing deep inside her, filling her with hot spurts that leaked out around his shaft when he finally withdrew.
They collapsed together on the throne, a sweaty, trembling pile of limbs.
But the artifact wasn’t finished.
Soft light bathed them, soothing aching muscles, rekindling desire almost instantly.
Sera laughed breathlessly. “It wants round two.”
Lira sat up, eyes dark. “Then let’s give it what it wants.”
They rearranged.
This time Jax lay back on the wide seat of the throne, cock standing proud again. Lira straddled his face, lowering her soaked pussy onto his waiting mouth. His tongue speared up into her immediately, strong hands gripping her ass, spreading her wider so he could devour her completely.
Sera climbed onto Jax’s cock, facing Lira.
She sank down slowly, taking every inch until she was seated fully, clit grinding against his pubic bone.
Then she leaned forward.
Lira met her halfway.
Their mouths fused in a filthy, desperate kiss while they rode Jax together—Lira on his tongue, Sera on his cock.
Hands roamed.
Lira pinched Sera’s nipples, twisting until the engineer whimpered into her mouth.
Sera reached down between them, rubbing Lira’s clit in fast circles while Jax’s tongue fucked deep inside her.
The throne pulsed faster.
The light became blinding.
They came almost simultaneously.
Sera first—her cunt clamping down on Jax’s cock like a fist, milking him as she screamed into Lira’s mouth.
Jax followed, hips snapping up, flooding Sera’s pussy with thick ropes of cum.
Lira shattered last, grinding down on Jax’s face, squirting hard enough that it ran down his chin and throat. He drank her eagerly, growling against her folds.
They stayed locked together for long minutes, panting, trembling, hearts hammering in unison.
Eventually the light dimmed.
The throne cooled.
They slid off carefully, bodies slick and marked—reddened skin, bite marks, handprints, the glistening evidence of their shared release.
Sera curled against Lira’s side. Jax spooned behind Sera, arm draped possessively over both women.
Lira stared up at the towering crystal above them.
“We’re never reporting this thing to Command,” she whispered.
Sera chuckled softly. “Hell no.”
Jax pressed a lazy kiss to the back of Sera’s neck. “It’s ours now.”
Somewhere deep inside the obelisk, the light flickered once—almost like agreement.
And in the silence of the cargo bay, three bodies entwined, hearts beating in perfect, filthy synchrony, they knew the void would never feel empty again.
