In Service

What if sex was an inter galactic duty? Your moral obligation to help save all the worlds?

Malla was an ordinary woman, but when the bug wars came to her and ruined her life, she stepped up to the call, got tested... and learned she was an elite level server, a woman capable of sustaining succubus-like alien warriors called Luo. Good thing she likes sex, cause that's how her men mostly feed.

Her sense of duty extends beyond signing on for the war. It runs deep and mixes with feelings both sweet and sexy as she bonds to her four-man team. Which team member would you fall for? The enormous, gruff-but-submissive elder of the team, sniper Grady? The cool, contained, haughty Prince nobly risking his own neck in the cause? The wild, uninhibited, impulsive but charming Kor? Or the quiet, intense, dominant Shon, team leader and mystery?

Yeah, that's what I thought. You want all four of them. And so does Malla.

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NSFW Explicit Excerpt:
“Lady.”
“Hmmphf.”
“Lady Malla.”
“Hunnh?”
“Malla.”
She was utterly warm, and perfectly lax. The bed under her was that perfect cross between support and softness, and something warm and silky covered her. She was nude, and it was dark. Only one muted, golden light glowed on a console across the room. She didn’t know where she was, but she knew she was with her Team. She was safe.
“Lady Malla.”
She stretched, pointing her toes, curling her arms up around her head. “Hmmm?”
Now that she was awake, the pestering voice fell silent.
She blinked at the silhouette of huge shoulders, the shaggy head. “Kor?”
He remained still.
“Did something happen?”
He let out a shuddering breath. “No.”
Malla lay in the dark, strange bed, and considered the person perched near her thigh. Mentally checking her energy status, she licked her lips to hide her grin. Poor baby. This one was the youngest on the team. This one was a bad boy. He liked it raw, and he liked it often. Three days without drinking wouldn’t be something he was used to. She shifted one leg, bending the knee in such a way her cover slithered off one breast. She pushed herself up onto her elbows, the position arching her back. The covers fell to her ribs.
“You woke me up.”
Another shaky breath. “Yeah.”
Curling one hand up from the bed, she feathered her fingers along the edge of one bulging breast.
“You wanted to meet me?”
He choked, biting out, “Yes.”
“Ah.” She moved her legs restlessly again, sweeping up and out so the covers were pulled down low on her belly.
“Well, I think you must know by now, Kor, that I’m your new server. An Elite.”
He stayed silent, but she heard him breathing.
She pulled her heels up to her ass, splayed her knees wide. The sheet pulled tight for a moment between her legs, then billowed gently down.
“Kor, you can fuck me as hard as you want, and I’d be able to get up from this bed and go straight into a full ritual for Vel. Nothing you could take from me would stop me from healing the whole team.”
She waited, but he remained motionless, silent. She kept stroking the sensitive side of her breast, both nipples beading. She didn’t feel entirely sloppy between her legs and guessed Grady had washed her. But she was definitely wet, and she could smell sex.
“Kor. Are you nude?” She could make out that he was topless, but wasn’t sure about his lower half.
“Yeah.”
“Then pull down this sheet and take me. Drink straight from my cunt if you want to. As much as you want. I took care of Grady already and I’m totally fine.”
He stood abruptly. “Shon’s on duty. I’m not even wounded. Vel will need so much --”
Voice hardening, heart pounding, she said, “Kor. I want you in my body. However you want, but I want you in me now.”
He ripped the cover away and was between her thighs, shoving his face hard against her. Her skin rippled in shock from the heat of him, the strength pinning her legs, the pressure and sudden, spiking pleasure. Damn. He could really deliver.
His teeth caught her clit, his hands wrapped hard up around her thighs from beneath. His mouth closed on her vagina, and he moaned, burrowing his face in harder as he began to suck. Between pulls, he spoke. “Keep talking. I’m going to fuck you, and I need to know it’s okay. Tell me.” His tongue traced where his teeth met her folds, and then began to flick at her hole.
“Ah, Kor. I love it. Suck hard.”
She let herself fall back off her elbows, reaching to grab her knees and pull them up and out, putting her feet on his incredible shoulders.
“Give me that hot tongue, Kor. I want it deep. As soon as you send me over, I’ll gush cum and feed you good.”
He grunted, and his tongue tunneled into the folds of her vagina. Malla rocked her hips up into his face, moaning hard.