Chapter 23
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Ghosie
“Why hasn’t she mimicked you yet?” Lizis demands, and it’s all I can do to drag my attention off the little mimic rubbing herself against my body. Her delicious curves feel amazing under my paws.
“Because, you fucking idiot, we slapped a power dampening bracelet on her, and she can’t access her powers. I’ve barely even had any time to have her suck my cock either. Fuck off so I can get to the fun part.” It’s all I can do to stop my cock from pushing out of its sheath.
Lizis narrows his eyes in suspicion. I’m pretty sure he was expecting me to be balls deep in Lila—he certainly would be, which is why I used my power as captain to overrule him.
“I want to see the bitch become a carevasta bear. Glup says she claims she’s low powered.
I want proof before we start a chase across the galaxy. ”
“What the fuck?” I roar, pushing Lila away.
I lunge at the blue idiot and shake him.
“She can’t even change forms? You’ve invited trouble, and you don’t even know for sure that she can do what you said she can!
” The rest of my crew have gathered in the hallway now, and they start muttering. I can hear the worry in their tones.
Lizis pushes me away. “Glup said he was sure she was lying.” The stupid fuck defends himself to the rest of the crew, but I can see the worry on his face.
“You better fucking hope she was, or we instigated a fight we are unlikely to win.” I point my finger at his chest before going back and grabbing Lila by the arm, dragging her out of my room and down the hallway to the filthy common area.
She never mentioned anything about not being able to change forms, so I’m assuming what she told Glup was a lie, otherwise, she would have argued with me when she first became cognizant.
“Holy shit, look at the ass on that bitch. I bet you could bounce a galactic coin off that,” I hear one of my bears say.
“I just want to rub my face against those delicious tits. That’s a pair of tits a man could drown in,” another one says wistfully, and neither of them are wrong.
Lila’s body is fucking incredible—all round curves and soft lines with an ass and breasts that are perfect handfuls of lushness.
She’s rubbing against me for all the wrong reasons, and I won’t be despicable like a lot of my comrades and take her against her will.
We arrive in the common room, and the rest of my crew surrounds us. I point my finger at Straun. “Deactivate the power dampener,” I order him, but he frowns, and I feel a moment of panic. He was always smarter than ninety percent of the rest of my crew.
“What’s to stop her from teleporting away then?” he asks.
“Do we even know if she has teleporting abilities?” one of the others asks, eyeing the woman who is still pressed against me with need.
She’s trying to climb my body, and I am having trouble focusing on the conversation.
I’ve never allowed a woman to be fogged around me for long, only long enough to make sure the rest of the crew doesn’t grow suspicious, and once I get to my room, I step back.
Thankfully the rooms are sound-proofed, and I usually lock my fucking door—something I forgot to do this time in my haste.
“Do we want to risk it?” Straun looks at Lizis who is completely mesmerized by Lila. She is now on her knees, rubbing against my lower half, which I think is going to work to our advantage.
“Who cares? I want to see her take our form. We’ve been searching all our lives for a solution, and this is it. Now turn off the power dampening bracelet and force her to shift,” he demands, not taking his eyes off the prize.
“How are we going to force her to shift? What’s your big plan?
” I grind out between clenched teeth. Lila’s hands have started wandering, and she found my cock pocket.
She’s trying to reach into it, and my cock is trying to leap out and greet her.
My pleasure nub is wriggling around, and I almost come on the spot as she swipes a finger through the sheath, brushing against it for the first time.
I watch on as Lizis holds out a hand and one of the other crew members puts a gun in it. He points it at Lila’s head and puts his finger on the trigger. “I’m pretty sure she will cooperate now.”
Fuck! Seeing him hold a gun to her head makes me want to go berserk and tear him to shreds. Why do I feel attached to this pretty little human? But maybe this is the opportunity we need. If we force her to shift, that may give her the time she needs to contact her mates.
I step back and grab hold of her hair, not allowing her to touch me. I watch as her gaze starts to clear and she looks around the room, her expression turning calculating before I see her eyes fill with fear.
“What do you want from me?” she whimpers, cowering away from me and eyeing the gun pointed at her head with fear. I’m almost certain it’s an act, but all I want to do is reassure her that everything is going to be okay.
“Mimic my form,” Lizis demands.
A roar escapes my lips, and I feel my hands tighten in Lila’s pretty colored hair. “Not his, mine. This is my bitch, and she will mimic me,” I tell him, my voice leaving no room for argument. A burning sensation on my back has me flinching for a moment, but I ignore it.
He sneers, “Fuck it, fine. I’ll close my eyes when I fuck her. I don’t want to see a multicolored mutt.”
This has been a bone of contention all my life.
I am the only bear I have ever seen with multicolored fur.
All the other bears are a single color. Their shades vary, but the color is solid.
It’s why I’m such a good fighter. I had to learn to defend myself when I was a cub, and I learned quickly early on that in a species of all males, being bigger, badder, and willing to swing fists got me a lot further than being polite and kind.
“Do you understand what you need to do?” I ask Lila, who winces when I tug on her hair, but she nods.
“I can pull this trigger faster than you can assume any of your forms, so don’t fuck around, and do as he says.” Lizis waves his gun erratically. “If you even look to be something other than a carevasta, I will put a bullet in your brain, and we will shove you out to rot in space.”
He’s not fucking around. I just hope Lila is able to communicate with her mates over the short distance, because with everything that’s happened, we haven’t started moving yet. That is going to work in our favor. She didn’t seem to think it would be a problem, so I just have to trust her.
Straun uses the little remote to deactivate the band around Lila’s wrist. I can see the moment her power comes flooding back into her.
Her entire body shudders, and she closes her eyes, looking like she’s fighting an internal battle.
Lizis pokes the gun against her temple, and when she opens her eyes and growls at him, they are pitch black, and she has fangs in her mouth.
“I am doing everything I can to stop my kraken from coming out to kill you, so have some fucking patience.” Her eyes flash from black to red and back to black again, and her body shudders once more before she takes a long, deep breath, and when she opens her eyes this time, they are green again.
“Okay, that battle is won for now. I sent the right message to my creatures,” she says slowly as she looks at me, and I understand what she’s saying.
She sent an SOS to her mates, so hopefully they will be here shortly.
“I’ll count to three, and you better fucking mimic Ghosie, or you’ll be sorry.” Lizis pushes against her head again.
She nods, and mist covers her body. When it clears, she has changed completely.
Gone are the soft, round curves of a human, and in their place is a female version of me, except her color is the same as her hair—pearlescent orange, pink, blue, and purple shimmer through her silver fur. She’s fucking gorgeous.
“Stand up,” Lizis demands, eyeing her and licking his lips.
She gets to her feet, and none of us can take our eyes away from the lush, chunky body standing before us.
Her form is very similar to my own, but her belly is smaller and her chest region is bigger.
She looks like she may have breasts, but all her fur is covering it.
My eyes scan down her body, and I stop when I get to the white patch on her belly and stare in surprise.
Sitting there is an image of a hand holding up a middle finger.
“What is that?” Lizis asks just as a haze starts to appear behind him. The rest of my crew sees it and steps backward as Lila starts to laugh.
“Sayonara, motherfucker.” She lifts her middle finger to mirror the one on her belly as two figures appear behind Lizis.
The one with the purple skin throws up his arms, and suddenly, I can’t move.
He’s frozen us all. The other one with fangs similar to Lila’s and flashing red eyes lifts his clawed hand and quickly draws it across Lizis’s throat.
Pale pink blood splatters across my and Lila’s faces, and I see her grimace before licking her lips, her eyes lighting up.
“Holy shit, it tastes like strawberry candy.” She steps forward and swipes a finger across the throat of a now gurgling Lizis before holding it out to the man who did it. “Taste, it’s fucking amazing.”
His eyes burn with intensity as he leans forward and sucks her finger into his mouth before licking it clean. He’s not saying anything, but I can hear a menacing growl rumbling in his chest.
“Well, what kind of trouble have you gotten into now, phoeall?” The man who I can now tell is a warlock is laughing as he looks around the room before his eyes settle on Lila. “What the fuck is that?” he asks, pointing at the same thing Lizis had.
“It’s my belly badge.”
The two men exchange confused looks, and she throws up her arms in frustration. “Did you know we have cartoon characters on Earth that are very much like these?” She points at all of us, and again, the two figures exchange a glance.