Harem Assassins : King Sekton's Harem Planet, Book 2: A Space Opera Harem Adventure by Baron Sord (mobi ebook reader .TXT) 📕

every guy I knew at Caltech and half the male faculty fantasized about Professor Mendelssohn sending them to detention or office hours for private instruction or sinful discipline or whatever Hot College Professor fantasy you might have.

Major Akeso wasn’t blonde like Professor Mendelssohn, but she was easily as hot, and made me wish she’d insist I go to her office hours for some private tutoring for that Sex Ed class I had always wanted a woman like her to teach me firsthand, and first mouth, and first… you can fill in the rest, or fill Professor Mendelssohn however you pleased.

And now?

Now, Major Akeso was curling a loose lock of hair flirtatiously behind her ear for my benefit.

I said, “Keep up the good work, Major.”

“My pleasure, my king,” Akeso beamed.

I’d never seen her smile so divinely. Not at me or anyone else in this outpost, and I saw her every day when I came to visit the Bombshells here in Medical. Akeso wasn’t a smiler. But she was smiling now.

At me.

Maybe this place was worth dying for.

Maybe if I spent the next 24 hours — 25 hours here on Zalaxia — living out every hot babe fantasy I could squeeze myself into — the tightest, wettest squeeze you can imagine — I wouldn’t regret dying at the end of it.

Major Akeso said, “You should visit Oia and the others, my king, They’re much improved since you saw them yesterday.”

“I will. Right after I check on the injured Shock Knights. Duty calls.”

“Yes, duty calls,” Akeso smiled, almost like she wished I would call her first to be my first, but she was too shy to ask. “I’ll leave you to it, my king.”

The injured had arrived earlier because it had taken a lot longer than planned for me to shower down with the help of naked Captain Theia and my adoring audience.

I went to the various exam rooms where the more seriously injured Shock Knights were being tended to. I went from bed to bed and room to room, thanking them profusely for risking their lives to save mine. They demurred and reminded me they had sworn an oath and it was their duty. I thanked them anyway and didn’t tell them I might be gone by nightfall or dead the next day. That I didn’t know their names made it that much easier to avoid saying goodbye.

From there, I went to check on Theia first. She was already in a recovery room with three other Shock Knights, all of them wearing pink gowns. One had auburn hair, one had wavy blonde hair, and one was raven-haired.

All were extremely beautiful.

I recognized them from the decon shower. These were the three who had suggested sexual intercourse after Theia had clarified she wasn’t suggesting it.

But they had.

Call them the Titillating Trio.

The way they were now chatting and laughing about our nighttime jungle adventure with Terrorsaurs and space pirates, you wouldn’t know they had been in fear for their lives only an hour ago.

Theia, however, was lying on a bed with her eyes closed. Several white bandages were visible on her arms, neck, legs, and peeking out from under her gown.

It was the first time I had ever seen Theia asleep instead of meditating, and the first time I’d seen her looking less then heroic. She more than anyone had earned the right to rest and recuperate. Rather than wake her, I turned to go.

“Where are you going, my king?” begged the beautiful auburn-haired leader of the Titillating Trio.

“Don’t go,” pleaded the sexy one with wavy blonde hair.

“You just got here,” said the raven-haired babe.

I said, “I don’t want to wake Captain Theia.”

At the mention of her name, Theia’s eyes opened and she whispered sleepily, “My king?”

“Oh, hey. Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“You didn’t. I was meditating.”

“Of course you were,” I chuckled. “I should let you sleep.”

“No, my duty is to you, my king. I should be with you, but Major Akeso ordered I stay here.”

I grinned, “That’s because I ordered her to order you to get some rest.”

Theia smiled sleepily. “I appreciate that, my king. But it’s not necessary.”

“I think it is. You’ve earned it. Do you need anything before I go?”

“I should introduce you to Aura, Iyse, and Kuma,” Theia said, tipping a nod toward the Titillating Trio.

Aura had exotic auburn hair.

Iyse had wavy blonde hair.

Kuma had dark raven hair.

Each one smiled when Theia said their name.

I said, “Iyse? Pronounced like ice?”

“Yes, my king,” Iyse nodded eagerly.

As always, the Titillating Trio were as hot as women could possibly get. Young, beautiful, vibrant, and perfectly alluring in every feminine way you could imagine. If that’s too vague, too generic, imagine them in white lingerie strutting down a runway for a Victoria’s Secret “angels” commercial, and when they get to the end of the runway, they strut down the stairs and walk into your bedroom, stop at the foot of your bed with their hips cocked provocatively. At that point, you notice they aren’t wearing panties, and they say, “What’s your pleasure?” And you say:

“Hey, ladies,” I smiled. “You know me by now, I hope. From the decon showers?”

That made them giggle.

This was the first time I had ever been formally introduced to these three. After four full days here, I still didn’t know half the names of all fifty Shock Knights. Probably fewer than half. I recognized all of them, some more than others. But I couldn’t put any of the names I knew to the faces I knew. I’d been too busy to memorize them and over a thousand other supermodel faces and names everywhere I went in the outpost.

I said, “It’s a pleasure to finally know your names.”

“The pleasure is all ours,” Aura said flirtatiously.

“No, it’s mine,” giggled Iyse.

“You’re both wrong,” grinned Kuma. “It’s mine first, then yours.”

That set the three of them to laughing again. Their good mood was infectious.

Grinning, I said, “I see you three together a lot, don’t I?”

Captain Theia said wryly, “I’ve been thinking about putting