Chapter Four
Chapter Four
Anna was terrified that she was living in a dream that she’d wake from. Kissing Fig helped make it feel real. He was a quick learner if he’d been honest about being a virgin with only one kiss in his past.
Every inch of her new skin tingled where they touched. He was warm and firm, and he made her ache in places she’d forgotten existed. She’d never felt so turned on in her entire life. Everything about Fig appealed to her.
A beeping sounded, and Fig tore his mouth from hers. She opened her eyes, panting. He looked at the wall that had become a huge mirror, and his features tensed. His hands on her hips tightened his hold.
“What’s wrong?”
“We’re being hailed. That’s alarming.”
Suddenly Anna was sitting on the bed. Fig had lifted her over his spread legs and placed her on the bed next to him.
He shot to his feet in an instant. “Stay here.” Then he rushed out of the fancy shuttle bedroom.
Anna sat there stunned. The mirrored wall had a small holographic screen lit up in red. It kept flashing the words ‘incoming transmission.’ She wasn’t sure if she should try to follow Fig or do as he’d said.
She got off the bed, found the weird half-shirt she’d discarded, and put it back on. Her gaze kept going to the mirror. The sight of her reflection still shocked the hell out of her. The flashing words stopped being displayed.
She focused on her face as she approached the mirror. “I never looked this good in my life.” Anna swallowed, reached up, and used her fingertips to touch her cheek. “This is real life. My new life.”
Tears filled her eyes, and she just let them slip down her face. All her wrinkles were gone. Her skin was tight instead of loose. Her complexion had a healthy appearance without any blemishes. It was wonderful and also terrifying.
“I’m really a clone,” she whispered, visually studying her new body from her toes to the top of her head in the mirror. She reached up and brushed her fingers through her hair. It had been a darker blonde when she’d been younger, but it remained stark white for some reason. That had started to happen in her fifties. The texture felt silkier than she remembered it ever being.
“It must be a clone upgrade, like looking mid-twenty instead of thirty.”
Anna took a deep breath and slowly blew it out. She closed her eyes and started replaying her memories from childhood to when she’d been shot inside the bar on the space station. They all seemed to be there. It amazed her. She felt like herself on the inside.
She opened her eyes, twisting around, then crouched before straightening back up. Then she bent in half and touched the floor, grinning. Her new body was limber and flexible. She felt good and…strong. All her old aches and pains were gone. She felt like a million credits.
Fig had given her a new lease on life. She stood back up, deciding that she was going to make the most of it. It was a dream come true. She couldn’t travel back in time to her youth to change all her regrets, but now she had a future.
As a clone. Anna needed to learn everything about her new body and how to care for it. I’m doing everything right this time around. No one on Earth interacted with clones since it was illegal for them to live on the planet. It meant she didn’t know squat about them.
The few things she’d read about DJD Clone Corp were mostly about how the two factories that grew clones never woke them until they were shipped off-world. That was to keep in compliance with the law that no clones should be allowed on Earth. People feared they’d secretly integrate with society and turn into serial killers or commit terrorist acts.
Clones were supposed to have some built-in fail-safe so they couldn’t ever turn on humans. Not that most people believed that. Anna suddenly hoped the company hadn’t put in any weird programming that would suddenly awaken inside her. A hundred questions began to fill her head. She really needed to talk to Fig.
Her gaze went to the open doorway. It was tempting to go hunt him down to get answers, but he’d told her to stay put. Anna wasn’t keen on being bossed around after spending over four decades being married to Ralph. Then again, the sexy clone was nothing like her deceased husband had been.
It still blew her mind that Fig had not only been kind to a lonely old lady he’d met inside the bar, but when she’d died, he’d gone to what sounded like a heck of a lot of trouble to give her a second chance at living. He’d danced with her and told her his secret. Fig had trusted her. She decided to do the same.
“You were a miserable fool, Ralph,” she muttered. “I’m not carrying my old bitterness into my new lease on life. I’m going to let you rest in peace. You’ve taken enough years away from me.”
She stripped naked and checked out every inch of herself in the mirror. It was strange but amazing having a brand-new body. It was perfect. Her breasts were firm, so was her ass, and she didn’t have one single scar on it. DJD Clone Corp knows how to make a great product.
That thought had her frowning. I’m still me. Not a product. Everything Fig had shared with her played through her head. He was a person, one of the best she’d ever met. That had to mean that she was still a person, too.
Fig suddenly appeared at the door. The sight of his bared chest had her staring at him. He was muscled and pure sexy. He entered the bedroom and halted.
Her gaze lifted to his face, discovering that he was gawking at her nude body. The look in his eyes told her that he liked the view. A quick glance at his crotch revealed that she turned him on. The bulge there was intriguing.
“Is everything okay?”
He tore his gaze off her breasts to meet her stare. “I don’t know. I didn’t respond. Someone is repeatedly sending out a hail. I don’t think they know where we are. I’ve hidden us in a good place. Their scans won’t pick up our shuttle. There’s too much dense rock surrounding us. I only am picking up the signal because I put sensors out there and a relay system so it can reach my onboard computer.”
“Who do you think it is?”
“That’s what alarms me. They could be pirates or a retrieval team sent from DJD Clone Corp or directly from Clone World. I can see Rico Florigo hiring mercenaries if he believes the six clones who escaped his control are still alive.”
Anna moved closer to him. “What do we do?”
“Wait here and hope whoever is out there believes we kept traveling out of their sensor range after I lost them in an asteroid field. They’ll move on, and we’ll slip out after they are gone.”
“What do we do if they don’t go away?”
His features harshened. “We fight. I won’t allow them to capture us.”
A chill ran down her spine. “What will happen if they do find us and board this shuttle?”
He stepped closer and reached forward, his hands gently gripping her hips. He was warm and had big hands. She liked the feel of them on her skin. “I will kill them. I’m not losing you, Anna.”
That should have scared her, hearing him talk that way, but it didn’t. Fig was willing to kill to keep her safe. “You mean that, don’t you?”
“Yes. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe.”
That reminded her of one of her questions. “Is it possible for us to fight off or even hurt a human? The stories I’ve seen on the news swore clones had some fail-safe feature to prevent that from happening.”
“I can fight humans. Your news lied. We are brainwashed into believing it’s not possible to attack or kill a human. Over time, that programming fades. You wouldn’t have been exposed to that since your mind was copied from your original body.”
It was a relief to discover she wouldn’t shut down or whatever if she ever needed to defend herself. Anna would fight at Fig’s side if anyone tried to kill them.
She lifted her hands and lightly brushed them against his chest. “Kiss me.”
His hands tightened on her hips. “Are you certain about this? I don’t want to be one of your regrets. You probably need more time to adjust to your new life before making big decisions.” He swallowed hard. “I have a suspicion that if we become sexual, I won’t be happy just being your friend later. I’ll want us to be together for always.”
She smiled. “I’ve already decided to keep you, handsome.”
Fig’s eyes widened.
“I’d be a damn fool to let you go after you’ve shown me how amazing you are, Fig. Guess what? I’m too smart for that. Kiss me and get out of those boots and pants. I’ll teach you all about sex.”
Fig backed away and bent and removed his boots. Anna watched him as he straightened, nearly tearing off his pants and the loose boxer-type underwear he had on. Once he was done, he stood perfectly still as if waiting for her to take in every inch of him.
It was quite a sight. Fig had a perfect body. She once again thought the company that had created clones knew what they were doing. The only thing strange was he didn’t have any body hair. Then again, she didn’t either. It was one of the things she’d noticed as she’d examined herself. Clones seemed to only grow hair on their heads, eyebrows, and eyelashes.
Fig’s cock was hard, thick, and long. “I never thought I’d say this, but you have a very nice-looking penis. It’s big enough to be very impressive but not so large that I’m terrified you’ll rip me in two.”
Fig glanced down at his erect cock. “Do you like it?”
“Get over here, and let me show you how much.”
He remained where he was. “I want to learn how to please you. That’s my priority.”
“Sex should be about both of us enjoying it.”
“Just looking at you has me aching to release. Teach me how to please you first, Anna.”
She nodded. “Okay. I can understand that.” Anna turned, climbed on the bed, and laid on her back. “I’ve always wanted to do this.”
“Have sex with me?”
“That too. I mean, be with a man who wanted to know how to get me off. Are you ready to learn?”
“Yes.” He approached the bed but stopped at the side of it. “Show me what you like. I’m a quick learner.”
“I bet you are.” She took a deep breath and then blew it out. Her new body was sensitive to touch. Anna cupped her breasts and spread her legs. There was a time she wouldn’t have been comfortable being so bold, but new body…new life. It was going to become her new motto.
“My nipples are super sensitive.” She pinched them between her forefingers and thumbs. They stiffened. “That feels good. Not too hard, but not too soft.” Then she released her boobs and slid one hand down to her pussy. The sight of a naked Fig was more than enough to make her a little wet. He was pure eye candy.
“This is my clit. It’s super arousing and feels really good when you touch it. You want to use lubricant, though. Dry doesn’t feel as good.” She slipped her finger lower to her slit, ran the tip of it through to wet it, and spread her legs wider to give Fig a better view. “I’m already wet. Watch.”
Anna proceeded to rub her clit. The pure lust in Fig’s gorgeous blue eyes had her moaning, along with the pleasure she was giving herself. “I’m imagining you inside me.”
“I want to be inside you.”
She stared at his cock. It looked thicker, harder, and clear moisture leaked from the tip. “Get over here.”
Fig climbed on the bed. “Let me touch you.”
She stopped playing with herself and put her feet on the bed, keeping her thighs spread apart. He gripped her calves, lifted her legs, and sat down so close that his cock pressed against her pussy.
“Oh yeah. Rub up against my clit.”
He placed her legs over the top of his thighs and used one hand to move his cock, holding it against his stomach. His thumb, on his other hand, rubbed along her slit. He got it wet and started to explore her clit, making circular motions.
Anna clutched at her breasts, moaning louder. “It feels much better when you do that. Oh, fuck, Fig. I’m not going to last. This body is primed to go.”
Fig adjusted his hand, and one of his fingers slowly entered her. He had thick digits. The feel of any part of him entering her as his thumb kept moving sent Anna over the edge. Her climax struck, blowing her mind. She cried out his name.
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Fig watched and waited as Anna recovered. Her pussy continued to squeeze his finger, milking it. His dick painfully throbbed. He forced his body to calm down by slowing his breathing and reminding himself that a lot rested on his ability to show Anna that he could be everything she ever needed. That included being a skilled lover. It would leave a bad impression on her if he lost control.
A romantic partner was something he desperately wanted but hadn’t even hoped for. She was the best thing to ever happen to him. He’d saved his new friend by sending her body to Earth to be remade into a clone, but now she was his other half.
Anna’s eyes opened, and she smiled. “I’m loving this new body of mine. It’s like everything is intensified. I’m super sensitive to touch now. That was the strongest and best orgasm of my life, and we’re just getting started. You haven’t even fucked me yet.” Her gaze lowered down his body. “It’s your turn. Do you want a blow job?”
He knew the definition of that sexual term. Anna was offering to use her mouth to get him off. That excited him to the point that he once again frantically avoided shooting his semen. He scooted his ass on the bed to put a few inches between their hips and cupped himself in a way that would cause just enough pain to hinder his pleasure. That worked.
“Let’s save that for later lessons. Right now, I want to be inside you.”
“I want that too.”
Fig eased his finger out of Anna’s snug pussy and rubbed against her swollen clit.
She jerked but kept her thighs spread wide for him. He wasn’t totally ignorant. Anna was overly sensitive after coming. Fig had done a little research on sex. Time was something he had way too much of living alone on his shuttle. He’d become more curious about it after Big and Blade had found females to bond with.
He moved, adjusting his body again, and pinned Anna under him. He was careful not to crush her with his bigger body. As a clone, she was physically tougher than a human and more difficult to harm, but she was still a small female. Anna wrapped her legs around his waist as she cupped his face.
He stared deeply into her eyes. “I am so grateful that you are mine.”
“Me too.” She smiled, tugging on his face to pull him closer. “Kiss and fuck me. Now.”
Fig kissed her as he adjusted his hips. Anna’s slit was soaked, and he rubbed his rock-hard dick against her until he lined them up perfectly. He gently began to push inside her pussy. A deep groan of pleasure came from him as her tight, heated sheath encased his swollen member.
Anna moaned, breaking off the kiss to toss her head back against the pillow. Her legs tightened around his hips, and she ground her pussy against him, urging him to go deeper. He did. Sex was turning out to be the best thing he’d ever felt.
“Fuck yes,” she moaned. “More. Fast and hard, Fig.”
He braced his arms and knees on the bed and began to thrust, fast and hard, just as she demanded. Rapture gripped him as the sensations and the sounds his Anna made. White hot ecstasy erupted from him as he came.
He didn’t stop, powering through all that pleasure until Anna dug her fingernails into his skin, crying out his name. He felt her vaginal muscles milking him and knew he’d gotten her off too.
Fig swore in that instant as he stilled, trying to catch his breath, that he was going to master sex. It was something he and Anna would do a lot. He was already thinking of the next position he wanted to try with her. Right after he gave her a few minutes to recover.