Galactic Reverse Harem Book 1
Kyren took a seat on his chair with a pleased smile on his face. “That was a great deal,” he said, looking at his brother and friends.
“It sure was. Do we have anything else on the agenda?” Karn asked, smiling.
“Not really. I was told we can find some valuable minerals on an abandoned planet not far from our current location,” Kyren informed them.
“It’s worth the trip,” Durlan said.
Jonik nodded. “It might be an interesting trip,” he conceded.
“Is the autopilot on?” Durlan asked.
“Yes. We’re orbiting for a couple of hours. I thought we could all use a little celebration time,” Kyren confirmed.
“That sounds great.”
They hadn’t had that much time for themselves ever since they had left their home planet Mandalar.
When Kyren had made the decision to leave, he was happily surprised to have his brother Karn join him, along with Jonik and Durlan, his best friends. They had left the planet with no plans, other than to escape the complications of life on Mandalar. They were all tired of the conspiracies, the constant competition and the realization they meant very little to their families.
A chance opportunity to trading unique, rare items had happened by chance, on one of their first trips led them to develop it into a business. They didn’t need the credits, but the sense of doing something worthwhile was very gratifying.
After that last deal, Kyren decided they deserved a short break to enjoy a moment of celebration. He had checked the area to make sure they would be safe there before he prepared it.
“We should go to one of those planets with nightclubs,” Karn said, grabbing a cup with alestorm, a spirituous beverage brewed on Mandalar. It tasted heavenly, but it could give you a powerful buzz if you weren’t careful. “I haven’t been with a female for way too long a time,” he said, scowling.
“Well, let’s do that,” Kyren accepted. None of them were mated, so they were free to have all the fun they wanted. “We have no immediate plans,” he added taking a sip of his drink.
He was about to eat some food from his plate when an alarm went off.
“What the fuck?” Jonik said as he jumped out of his chair.
The others followed him to the vessel main control room to see a meteor shower about to hit them.
“Where did that come from? I checked the whole system, and there was nothing out there,” Kyren ranted, taking over the control of the ship and turning around the ship.
If they couldn’t escape, they would lose their vessel and probably their lives.
“Do you think we can make it?” Jonik asked, taking his place as the navigator.
“I have no idea, but staying still sure won’t help,” he said irritably. “Find us a way out of here, Jonik.”
The meteors were suddenly on top of them. Before Kyren was able to take the ship to full speed, they were hit a couple of times.
“Switch to warp speed, it’s the only way we’ll escape them,” Jonik shouted.
“You can’t,” Durlan said from the other side of the room. “One of the engines was seriously damaged on the last hit.”
Kyren did his best to dodge the space rocks, but before they could escape the meteor shower, their vessel was too damaged to fly anywhere.
“Send out a help request. We’re close to a few planets, we might get some help from them,” Kyren asked his brother after they assessed the damages to the ship.
It would keep them alive for a few days, but not much more than that.
“Is there a planet close enough to reach in one of the flying pods?” Durlan asked, with a somber tone.
Jonik was already checking the area, but he didn’t have good news. “No, we’re too far from anywhere. Our best chance is to have someone finding us,” he admitted a few moments later.
“How far would we get in the pods?” Kyren asked, with a slight frown.
“Probably to the nearest planet orbit,” Jonik replied, studying the charts displayed in front of him.
“Is there any chance we could fix the vessel enough to get somewhere?” Kyren asked Durlan. He was the team’s engineer.
“No. Both engines were too damaged by the meteors. We don’t have the spare parts we would need to fix one. Besides, the damaged to the whole structure is too severe,” Durlan briefed them with a somber look on his face.
“How long would it take us to get to the nearest planet orbit on the pods?” Kyren asked Jonik.
“Around four hours,” he calculated.
Kyren nodded. “We’ll wait a couple of days to see if anyone hears our distress signal. If by then we have no answer, we’ll abandon this vessel,” he informed.
None of them were too happy with the decision, but they all knew it was the only thing they could do, under the circumstances.
The following day, they were gathered studying the charts on Jonik’s screen, when their alert system warned them of the presence of an alien ship.
“Send them the distress message to see if they answer back,” Kyren instructed Karn with a frown.
“On it.” He waited a few minutes. “There’s no answer.”
He took a seat in his chair, checking the operational status of their weapons. They didn’t have enough energy to fire them.
“They’re preparing to board us,” Jonik warned them.
“Get your weapons. I’m don’t think it’s a friendly gesture,” Kyren shouted the instruction.
They all left the room running, to get their weapons and while they were running down the hallways, they felt the whole vessel shuddered under the attack of the approaching ship. They had made a hole in the docking bay. They would be there any time now.
“Get as many weapons you can and head back to the main control room. We can lock ourselves there, and its hatches might hold for a while,” Kyren warned his men.
“Either way, we’re doomed. I’m sure they will destroy the flying pods,” Durlan said in a somber tone.
“Yeah, but we’ll go down fighting,” Jonik roared with a scowl.
They made it to the main control room, locked all the hatches, and waited. The alarm systems still working warned them of the incursion of the aliens and they prepared themselves for the attack.
They didn’t have to wait much longer. With a few, powerful blasts the invaders managed to enter the control room.
They fired back, taking down some of the warriors that entered, but after a while, one by one Kyren’s crew succumbed to enemy fire.
was the last one to be taken down, and in
his final moments of consciousness, he
regretted his inability to protect his brother and friends who had trusted him.
“Captain, we’ve just confirmed the Anuit warriors captured new slaves,” said Othos, her second in command as he barged into her chambers.
She raised her head from the screen she had been studying. “Tell me all about it,” she asked him, ignoring his abrupt interruption. Over the years, she had grown used to his lack of finesse.
“They are four Mandalarian warriors whose ship had the misfortune to get caught in a meteor shower near Anuit. They asked for help, and the Anuit warriors hurried to their rescue,” Othos explained, with a sarcastic grin on his handsome face.
“Of course, they did,” she nodded, with a scornful grin.
They all knew how eager the Anuit warriors were to get their hands on fresh male slaves. Living on a planet where females were the dominant gender, getting males was essential for the survival of their species.
However, Anuit warriors didn’t keep the males they captured. All they wanted was their seed, and after a few days collecting it, they would sell them off.
“How long have they kept them?” Luciana asked her man, running her fingers through her long, dark hair wearily.
“Over two weeks, according to what we gathered from our informants,” Othos replied.
“They’ve kept them longer than usual. I wonder why. Anyway, they should be ready to sell them,” she jumped to her feet. “Tell Gideon to set course for Anuit. We have some slaves to buy,” she announced with an enthusiastic smile.
Othos smiled back nodding and left her chambers to notify the pilot the change of course.
Luciana headed to the communication room. She needed a bit more info on the Anuits before she met them. Her queries so far yielded little information about their warrior culture. She needed to understand their customs better if she expected a smooth transaction for the Mandalarian warriors.
“Sam, please contact Stannas, my contact on the Somossos intergalactic market?” she asked the woman behind the screens.
“Sure thing boss.” Sam nodded while pressing some keys on her screen. “Greetings Stannas, Captain Luciana would like to have a word with you,” she told the male that appeared on the screen.
“Greetings, please, put her through,” he asked with a smile that looked a bit creepy on his face. The man was a furry creature that kind of reminded her of a big weasel, especially, his big, round, black eyes.
Sam smiled back and transferred the connection to the screen in front of Luciana.
“Ah, Captain Luciana. It is always a pleasure to see you. What can I do for you?” he asked, going straight to the point, as always.
“I’m heading towards Anuit. Have you ever been there or heard from them?”
He shook his head. “No, I haven’t been there. They do not welcome males on their planet. But, I’ve heard a lot about them,” he replied, while he played with his long tail, a sign she now recognized that he was feeling uncomfortable. “If you’re planning to go here, don’t take any of your male crewmembers with you. They won’t let you leave with them,” he warned her.
“Yes, that much I had figured out. What else can you tell me about them?”
“They are magnificent warriors, at least a foot taller than any regular cyborg and with the strength of three concentrated in one. No males live on the planet, except for the slaves they capture, and they only stay there for a short period. They claim they don’t need males, just their seed to preserve their species,” Stannas informed. “Any male visiting their planet becomes their target and believe me, they are not the kind of enemies you would like to face.”
“Why not pay for the males’ seed? I’m sure there must be a lot of males out there willing to sell their seed,” Luciana asked, with a slight frown.
“They are warriors, their instinct drives them to capture what they want. Buying it would be beneath them,” her contact pointed out.
She snorted. “Kidnapping free men is a lot better, I presume,” she said derisively.
Stannas smiled. “They have been doing this all their existence. Changing their ways at this point is almost impossible.”
“Why not free the men once they’ve finished doing business with them?” she asked, still not pleased.
Stannas shrugged. “They have no respect for males, so they see them as merchandise. And I guess it’s their way of getting credits. Their planet has scarce resources. The men they capture are usually warriors, which they consider appropriate to sire their offspring. They usually get very high prices at the auctions, especially when they sell them as gladiators,” he explained. “What’s your business there?
She sighed. “I want to buy the last males they captured before they auction them. They’ve had them for over two weeks.”
“That’s strange. They usually get rid of them after a few weeks.”
“That’s why I don’t think this will be an easy purchase.”
“I agree. They aren’t the friendliest people around this area. Perhaps, you should forego trying to buy these, Captain Luciana,” Stannas suggested. “Your crew is mostly males and getting anywhere near Anuit with them might be considered a challenge by them,” her father warned her.
“Yes… I’m starting to realize that. However, I can’t leave these men to their fate. Their families contacted me, and they have asked me to get them back. Apparently, one or two of the men are very important to them, so I’m guessing they might be part of the ruling family,” she explained.
“Where are they from?”
“A planet called Mandalar. I had never heard of it, but after a bit of research I found out it’s pretty much like Arcadia.”
“I’ve never heard of them, either. How did they find you?” he asked, puzzled.
“Well, it seems I have quite a reputation at the slaves’ markets,” she replied, with an ironic grin.
Stannas laughed for a moment. “That I can confirm, though as a slaver, not a slaves’ savior,” he confirmed. “And that’s a good thing. Otherwise, you would be out of business.”
“I know, and I do my best to keep it that way,” she assured him.
The male nodded. “Let me know if you need anything else,” he offered.
“I will, thank you. Keep in touch.”
She ended the call and turned to watch Sam who had been there the whole time.
“What are your plans for the visit to Anuit?” Sam asked, with a slight frown.
“I’ll leave the male crew on the nearest planet, just in case, and I’ll fly there myself. I’m hoping to convince Anuits to sell them to me before the auction. That would be a lot less humiliating for them.”
She nodded. “So, we’re going to a planet ruled by women?” she asked, with a bright smile.
Luciana should have guessed she would be excited about something like that. Being the youngest daughter in a house with seven brothers had turned Samantha into a ruthless feminist. She had to fight for her independence and to prove her strength ever since the day she was born.
“Yes, we’re going to Anuit.”
“Perhaps, I should ask them permission to move there. I’m sure it’s a paradise… a place with no men…” she said, with a dreamy expression.
Luciana laughed out loud. “You wouldn’t stand a month there… and we both know it.”
Despite her feminist thinking, Samantha enjoyed the company of men way too much to live without them. She insisted life was too short to wait for a Mr. Right that might never show up.
“Uhmm… I’m sure I could…,” she protested.
Luciana laughed a bit more as she got up. “Perhaps we should put that to the test,” she challenged her friend before she left the room, on her way to the command center. She needed to talk to Gideon.
“Hey, boss, what’s up?” he asked her when she crossed the threshold.
“We need to make a slight change to our course,” she told him, as she walked towards him.
“What’s going on?” he asked, this time in a serious tone, with no trace of the teasing present on his greeting.
“We need to make a small stop on the nearest planet to Anuit,” she explained.
“Why would you want to do that?” he asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
Like her, Gideon was one of the first cyborgs bred naturally. They had grown up together, and though he was friends with her siblings as well, there had always been a special bond between them. So, when Luciana had decided to dedicate her time freeing people enslaved by force, he hadn’t hesitated in offering to come with her.
“Anuit is a planet ruled by female warriors. They tend to capture every male they encounter, so I’m not taking any of you with me on this visit,” she explained.
The frown on Gideon’s forehead became more
intense. “You have to be kidding me,” he grumbled, clearly not pleased.
“I’m afraid not. According to my father, they are powerful warriors, and we don’t stand a chance against them. Antagonizing them won’t help me get the Mandalarians out of there either, so not taking you guys is the best I can do,” she replied, crossing her arms over her chest, preparing herself for the shower of protests coming her way.
“If they are as powerful as Jarcor says, you can’t leave us behind. You have no idea what you’ll be faced against,” he said, in a stern tone.
“Are you willing to be abducted by them and forced to give them your seed?” she asked, in a cold tone. “Because that’s what will happen if you go near Anuit.”
“My seed wouldn’t do them any good,” he replied, in a harsh tone.
“They don’t know that, do they?” cyborgs were only able to breed with their soul mates, so their seed was useless to anyone else.
“There has to be another way,” he insisted, abhorring the idea of becoming a slave.
“You’ll stay back on the nearest planet with the rest of the men, and if I don’t get in touch with you, you’ll call my father and go to the rescue with the rest of the cavalry,” she said, with a smile.
Gideon often forgot the many times she had kicked his ass in combat. Though her mother had never been too pleased with the idea, Luciana had trained to be a warrior. She considered herself like any other cyborg on Arcadia, including all the members of her crew. Like her, they were all offspring of cyborgs. Luciana wasn’t as helpless or as delicate as she appeared.
“You can get into a lot of trouble before we’re able to reach you,” he grumbled.
“I doubt it. We’re all females, and they have no reason to antagonize us. Besides, we’re going there on business. I’m sure they will welcome us.”
“We should stay just outside their airspace,” he insisted.
She shook her head. “No… apparently, they patrol the whole area, and they would certainly find you,” she rejected his plan. “The last thing I need is a fight with these people. Getting them to sell those men to me will be hard enough as it is,” she pointed out.
“I still don’t like it, but I guess I don’t have any other option,” he finally agreed.
She could have ordered him and ended the discussion several minutes ago, but that wasn’t the kind of relationship she had with her crew. She cared about their opinion, and she listened to their suggestions because they too put out their lives at risk every time they went out on a mission.
“Thank you,” she said, with false exasperation. “I’ll be in constant communication with you and the rest of the crew, so you’ll know exactly what’s going on all the time,” she assured him with a smile.
“Yeah… sure,” he grumbled, as he turned his attention to the screen in front of him and pressed a few keys. “According to this, the nearest planet is Nobooto. It’s actually very close to Anuit,” he informed, pulling up some images of the small planet.
“There’s a lot of males in their population. It should be the Anuits favorite hunting grounds,” she stated, reading the information available on the planet.
“I doubt those guys would be considered worthy of the almighty Anuit warriors,” Sam said, as she entered the room. “I did my own research on them, and it turns out the Nobooto people are tiny and feeble. Clearly not a match for the Anuits,” she explained, as she quickly pulled a few other images onto Gideon’s screen.
“You’re having a blast with this visit, aren’t you?” Gideon teased her.
“Oh, you have no idea,” she confirmed his assumption.
“Come to think of it, I’m sure you’d be thrilled living there,” he said, with a bit too much scorn in his tone.
“Yes… as a matter of fact, I actually agree with you on that. Living with no men around has to be like paradise,” Sam replied, using the same tone as he.
“Cut it out, you two,” Luciana intervened used to their skirmishes.
There had been a time she had been sure those two were meant for each other, soul mates, but they had never admitted such a bond, so she figured she had misinterpreted the sparks that used to fly around them.
“People in Nobooto are very welcoming, so we shouldn’t have problems with leaving the guys over there,” Sam continued, ignoring Gideon.
“Perfect,” she turned to look at Gideon. “How long will it take us to get there?”
“Three days. Once you leave us behind, it should take you one day to get to Anuit. Who will be flying the ship?” he asked, reluctant to give up the reigns of his baby, as he called the ship, over to someone else.
“I’ll do it myself,” she assured him, knowing he would feel more comfortable with that idea.
“Very well. I’ll let you know when we’re about to approach Nobooto,” he said, turning his attention to the main controls of the vessel.
Luciana left the room, and Sam followed her.
“Will you be taking all of the female crew?” she asked her.
“Yes. This ship is quite big, and I don’t want the Anuit doubting our ability to fly it with a small crew. They mustn’t suspect we have left the men behind,” Luciana explained, rubbing her eyes. “I’m going to get some rest. Let me know if anything happens.”
Sam nodded, as Luciana walked towards her chambers. She could hardly rest well ever since the warriors’ families had contacted her. As she had studied their likenesses on her view screen, something about those men had stirred her emotions as no one else had before.
She had been restless and worried ever since. Even though she had a plan to get them out of their predicament, she wouldn’t be able to stop worrying until she had them on board her ship.
Once in her chambers, she went straight to the bathroom taking off her suit on her way there. She discovered those suits while stopping to question a merchant about a couple of females stolen from their home planet in an air pirate raid.
He seemed reluctant to tell what he knew because the pirates would retaliate if they found out. Then Luciana admired the very suit she had just taken off. Suddenly, the merchant had plenty to say when she alluded she would buy them for the whole crew.
Although it worked to get the information, it wasn’t just a ploy.The suits fit the body like a second skin, and they were actually sophisticated full body armor, while they appeared to be ordinary jumpsuits commonly worn in many places.
Luciana hadn’t hesitated to provide each of her crew with them, especially when they usually met the slave traders carrying few weapons themselves. Traders tended to be cautious and looking as harmless as possible was a good way to keep them calm.
When she finally got under the warm stream of water, she closed her eyes and forced herself to relax.
Even if the Anuits didn’t agree to sell the slaves to her before the auction, she knew she could outbid any of the people attending the event. So, getting the men back was a sure thing, right? And yet, she couldn’t shake off the feeling things wouldn’t be that easy.
After the long shower, she returned to her chambers, throwing herself onto the bed naked, without even bothering to use the covers. Her slim, toned body controlled her temperature efficiently, so she rarely felt cold or hot unless the weather conditions were too extreme. Those were traits she had inherited from her father along with her deep blue eyes.
With a deep sigh, she closed her eyes and forced her body to relax so she could rest. She was sure she was going to need it.
She had finally fallen asleep, and this time she managed to actually stay asleep. She was awakened by the soft voice of the vessel’s computer, warning her it was time to get up for breakfast.
She jumped out of bed, and a few minutes later, she joined her crew at the meals room.
“Did you have a good night, boss?” Gideon asked, with a teasing tone.
“Oh, yes… I slept like a baby, thank you. I needed the rest.”
“Considering what I dug up on the Anuits you’ll need it,” he assured her.
She furrowed her eyebrows, as she took her place at the table. “What the hell are you talking about?” she asked.
“Well… it happens they don’t sell their slaves just to anyone,” he explained. “They only sell them to other females, as sex slaves,” he added with a devious grin dancing on his lips.
She leaned back on her chair and smiled. “Uhmm… so this is my chance to get my own harem… what a lovely thought,” she said, almost purring.
Gideon’s smile vanished from his face. “You’re not taking this seriously. Just because they are women, it doesn’t mean you can’t get into a lot of trouble,” he grumbled.
She chuckled. Her friend was too easy to poke. Though he was younger than her, he had always been too protective. “I’ll be fine. If they only sell to females, then I won’t have a problem there. If I have to pretend, I want sex slaves…” she shrugged, “then, I’ll make sure to let them know I’m looking for new slaves for my harem. I’m sure I can pull that off.”
“You can’t know that for sure,” he insisted. “Let me go with you guys. I’ll stay out of the way, but if there’s trouble, I’ll be able to get help.”
She shook her head, with a firm look in her eyes. “No! I’m not taking any chances with you.”
“You can take me as your slave,” he insisted.
“No, Gideon. I’m sure they would want to trade you for the men we are looking for.”
Gideon pursed his lips and sulked, but he didn’t say anything else.
With a silent sigh, Luciana ate the food the androids had served her and started talking about the routine work on the vessel. After a few minutes, Gideon rejoined the conversation, and she was able to put the whole disagreement behind her.
The journey to Nobooto felt longer than usual. She wanted to finish this mission fast so that she could catch up on her sleep, but something deep inside her, told her things weren’t going to be that easy.
Nobooto was a small planet, and people living on it were comparable in stature. At no more than three feet, they all looked like children to the tall, strong and powerful cyborgs.
Othos established the first contact, and the Nobootos were more than pleased to welcome Luciana’s six men to their planet. She made sure they would be comfortable and well treated before she left that world with only the four female crewmembers and her.
Piloting a vessel that big with just five people could be problematic, but it wasn’t impossible. A few hours later, they were entering Anuit orbit and contacting the authorities there. Getting access to the planet was as easy as she expected.
By the time they landed, they had a welcoming committee waiting for them at the docking bay. Luciana left two of her crewmembers on board her vessel and went to meet the committee with Sam and Rebecca.
“Greetings Captain Jarcor,” said the Anuit warrior that stepped forward to greet her. “My name is Aruna. Welcome to Anuit.”
Luciana had decided to use her father’s name, as a precaution. She was aware she was gaining quite a reputation amongst the slave traders, as a slave releaser, and she had no idea how far that reputation extended.
“Thank you, it’s a pleasure being here,” she replied.
“What brings you to our planet, Captain Jarcor?”
Luciana smiled at the woman’s haste. It didn’t sound that welcoming anymore. “I was told you had captured some Mandalarian warriors. They would be perfect as new acquisitions for my harem.”