Planet of Pain by B. A. Bradbury Page A

skewed and looked likely to stay that way, but it was good just to be able to close her eyes and relax, and know that no one would bother her for a while.
    Maybe twenty minutes or so later she heard someone come in. ‘How’s she doing?’
    Kaz’s voice. She lay still, eyes shut, hoping they would leave her in peace a while longer.
    â€˜Keep it down,’ Mundell said quietly. ‘Kid had a busy night; let her sleep.’
    â€˜My heart bleeds,’ Kaz said. ‘You heard the news about General Nielsen?’
    â€˜What about him?’
    â€˜You ain’t heard? We got the bastard. Shadow snagged him yesterday, not fifty light from here.’
    â€˜You serious? How solid is this?’
    â€˜Rock. I got it from Jaggs, who got it from Wimpy in com. Word is we’ll be home in time for Christmas.’
    â€˜Yeah?’ Mundell said sourly. ‘They said that last year too, and we’re still here.’
    â€˜Yeah… but with Nielsen in the bag maybe it’s true. Not that I want to go home, mind. Occupying force on some Reiver station is the place to be, right? Free booze, and women just for the taking. Speaking of which…’
    She heard footsteps, and then the blanket was drawn off her. She mumbled some nonsense and yawned; feigning waking up so they wouldn’t know she’d overheard their conversation.
    â€˜Rise and shine, kid,’ Kaz said, as she rolled over and blinked at him.
    â€˜I need to take a shower,’ she said.
    â€˜Oh, sure thing,’ he said. ‘Maybe a massage too, huh? Hell, why not a manicure while you’re at it?’
    He took her hand and lifted her to her feet, clearly amused by what seemed to her a perfectly reasonable request. He stripped off, sat down on the footlocker Snake had used, and patted his knee. Jo looked at Mundell, who just shrugged. With a sigh she straddled Kaz’s legs, facing him, and eased herself down onto his waiting cock, and as he entered her he gave a grunt of satisfaction. She began to raise and lower herself, her hands resting on his shoulders, and as she found her rhythm the door opened and Snake came in.
    â€˜Where’s Eran?’ Mundell asked.
    â€˜Still feeding his face,’ Snake said.
    â€˜Aw, shit,’ Mundell said. ‘What have I fucking told you guys about leaving him alone?’ He dressed quickly and headed for the door, and with a final warning that she wasn’t to be marked he left, leaving Jo alone with the worst two in the squad. Kaz winked at her, and slid his right hand down between their bellies. He began to stroke her clitoris with the ball of his thumb. He was patient and unhurried, and soon familiar feelings were stirring. She rode him faster, pushing down hard onto his lap, seeking distraction from the here-and-now.
    He watched her face as she rode him, a knowing smile on his lips. He had terrific eyes, grey and astonishingly clear. His thumb never paused in its endeavours, and against all odds she felt her climax starting to build. She hadn’t expected that, or wanted it – distraction was one thing but an orgasm was altogether different. In a way it would condone what was happening, and that wasn’t good. She tried to suppress it by reminding herself what lurked behind that great face, but it made no difference. The situation slid rapidly out of control and soon she was gasping, pushing down on him ever faster.
    â€˜Oh man,’ Snake said, ‘look at her go! That’s one hot bitch, for sure. You want to get her down on the deck? Crying shame to let them other holes go to waste, right?’
    â€˜You’ll just have to wait, pal,’ Kaz said, his eyes never leaving Jo’s. ‘Me and sweetpea are having us a moment here.’
    â€˜Hey, she ain’t your private fucking property, you know.’
    Kaz ignored him, but just as she felt her climax approaching the movement of his hand slowed, then stopped altogether and she