“Sometimes – I wake up and realize that I made a huge mistake. Afterwards, I realize that making it a second time won’t make any difference. Then I commit the same mistake again and again, somehow hoping for a different outcome, despite the odds.

I am told such irrational actions are only human.”

- Antioch

***Deep Space***

***Antioch***

Silith accompanies me back to our quarters while I have my mind on Martin's last words. Why was he so sure that something sinister is going on with the women? I mean, I know Silith. At least I think I do. There is no way in hell that she would forge some plot to get me in bed with Lisandra and Fiona. She is the type who doesn't want to share, just like me. I may look at other women and admire their figures, but I seek no romantic relationship with them.

Feeling safe in my reasoning, I follow Silith into our quarters, where she leads me directly to the bathroom. I take the opportunity to wash, since I still feel dirty from the greenish nourishment-liquid.

After a short shower I leave the bathroom and search for her. Being offered a little private time between the two of us is something I would never turn down. While in the process of drying myself with a towel, I enter our bedroom.

But instead of just Silith, I find her with Lisandra and Fiona, all three of them in arousing underwear which I remember from the Plain of Lust. Mindblown, I simply stop in my tracks.

“What is the meaning of this?”

Both Lis and Fiona look at Silith. Fiona just shakes her head. “See? She didn't talk to him, just like I said. We should've talked to both of them at the same time.”

I look at Silith and raise my eyebrows. “Explanation?”

“They need a donor,” Silith blurts out. “I am sorry, but I just couldn't muster the courage to talk to you, especially when you seemed to think so highly of me.”

Ah, so that's what it's about. It's not that I think highly of her. It's more a matter of knowing. “I just know you. So please explain your thought processes to me. I know for a fact that you wouldn't share me with another woman like Jenny and her cohort do it with Martin.”

“Yes!” Silith shakes her fists. “But I am greedy. Just as I don't want to share you with anyone else, I don't want to share my sister with anyone else. They, just like me, got a quest to provide offspring. But the only other man on this ship is Martin.”

“And we don't want to join Jenny's club,” Fiona assists helpfully. “Aside from that, we are far more interested in each other. You would be just-” She stops, searching for an appropriate way to formulate it.

“The fertilizer?” I help out.

“Quite,” she admits. “Though, you could jerk off and just give us the result of your labour and we could do the deed ourselves. Don't look so appalled. It works like that if you have no medical equipment that's fit for the job.”

I return my attention to Silith. “We have no medical equipment?”

She sighs. “We do, but I am thinking long-term here. When I designed our species, I fucked up. To be honest, I don't think that I can cope forever with your stamina, and the mating frenzy is something else altogether. It would be nice to have some help with you from time to time. The last time was very exhausting.”

I blink. “Mating frenzy!?” Concentrating on my personal information, several pop-ups appear in my field of view. “There is no such thing.”

Silith sighs and covers her face. “It's not on your status page, but in your skill-list. A passive perk, which I forgot to take out.”

I look where she told me to, and find indeed a passive ability named Mating Frenzy. “It says that it gets triggered by spending a lot of time intimately with your mate, or mates.” Now I even remember that one night when Silith almost fucked my brain out. So it wasn't so much her, as it was me.

“I think he is angry,” Lis mumbles. “Maybe we should put this off for another time? To be honest, I am not too keen on it anyway. Let's just skip the stupid quest. Who says that we have to take it? It's not like the others are truly ahead of us. Who says that having children is about status? We are the damn rulers. They can't apply their values to us. They are the peasants.”

So it's some kind of prestige thing between them and Jenny's gang?

Fiona eyes her lover, smiling. “You are just afraid of doing it with a man. Believe me, it's entirely different. Something you have to experience.”

“Aeh, I am not worried about the act itself. More about the long-term after-effects.”

“Oh, you will love them. I promise.”

I ignore the two bickering women and concentrate my full attention on Silith, trying to find out what's going on inside her. Thinking logically, I know that – somehow – including Lis and Fiona in this relationship would be for the best. The four of us are essentially the rulers of the demon race, and while the two are seemingly fine with a female partner, there is no guarantee that they wouldn't want more a few years down the road.

Nobody knows what the future may hold. Hell, will Silith and I still love each other ten years from now? And Silith ended up essentially forcing everyone into multiple relationships. There are not enough men. Even without the changes, the ratio of male to female on this ship is just too uneven.

Because of the presence of Lis and Fiona, I open a private connection with Silith. 'Are you sure about this?'

'No, but I want you. And I want to stay with my sister. I don't want her marooning off with someone who may even be worse than Fi!' she answers.

'Fi isn't that bad,' I admit, and after a moment of consideration I add, 'At least better than Martin.' There are a few loose screws rolling around in his head.

'Why are we even having this discussion?' She gets up and walks over to me, kissing me hungrily. 'You are a guy. You should be all in on this. This decision is about me being okay with it. And we have to get our population started somewhere.'

I am not entirely sold on this being the best solution, but my body and Silith's lips on mine tell me otherwise. It just feels too good when she slides her hands down my chest and gets rid of the towel. Pumping softly with her fingers, she manages easily to get me into the right mood.

All thoughts about relationship dramas are easily forgotten when she walks backwards, pulling me with her. We end up at the bed and she simply allows herself to fall on her back with me on top. Our tails intertwine playfully and she closes her legs around me, guiding me inside.

The feeling of being inside her blows away any indecision and I get to work, rocking her body with every thrust. The gasps of pleasure which escape her spur me on until I can't stop myself. Her breasts shake each time I surge into her until the both of us explode in a final crescendo. Silith shudders beneath me, unable to control her release.

Breathing heavily, I roll off of my lover's limp body and sigh contentedly.

That's until Fiona crawls on top of me, smiling like an imp. “That was hot. I got wet just from watching you two while I helped Lis to relax a little.”

I look at Lisandra who is pleasuring herself with Fiona's tail, sliding a finger in and out of herself.

The former catgirl sits up on top of me, slowly grinding the soft mound between her legs against me. Reaching behind her back, she loosens her bra and her breasts spill out. They are even bigger than Silith's. I notice that her panties have an indecent opening, which she is using to its full advantage.

Where I consider Silith's physique as the perfect middle ground, Fi is on the plump side of things, which makes her no less attractive. Silith rolls over and takes my hand, guiding it between her legs. Then she kisses me deeply to make sure that I don't forget her.

Biting her lower lip, the buxom demoness on top of me raises her hips, touching the tip of my erection with the soft lips of her entrance. Gasping, she slides down in one go and starts riding me like there is no tomorrow. Fiona closes her eyes and I feel her tightening around me, as if she is trying to prove a point. Her pace gradually increases until it feels like my loins are on fire.

Silith has her own fun with my hand, until I notice a strange sensation in the tip of my tail. I look past Fiona's gyrating hips, and find Lis having fun with the tip of my tail. She is on her knees, with her ass in the air, waving her heart-shaped butt enticingly. The girl's bust might be small and her frame slender, but that doesn't make her backside any less attractive.

Something in my brain pops and I growl in frustration. I won't be the one who goes under here. Sitting up, I use my free hand to hug Fiona, crushing her ample chest against me. Mewling, she kisses me and shudders as I pull her down onto my erection and allow the fire inside my loins to surge into her. Her eyes flutter in ecstasy and her thighs tighten around me. It’s like her love channel is trying to drain me dry.

When it’s over, I shift her quivering body off of mine and am confronted yet with another beautiful sight. Grinning, I position myself behind Lisandra and pull my tail out of her moist channel. She took quite a lot of it, so I have no qualms about slamming right home, causing a cry of surprise from Lis. Her soft behind collides with me again and again as I bottom out inside her each time. It feels as if I am knocking against a second opening inside her. Already aroused, it doesn’t take her long to find her limits.

My vision turns red as I claim her core as my territory, but I am still good to go, my body telling me that one more time is always possible. Holding onto her hips, I empty myself another time and feel her abdominal muscles quiver. Her legs straighten as her mind sails over the edge, but I hold her firmly in place.

Pulling out, I find out that Silith is now busy with my tail, having found a new toy. Fiona is still out for the count, lying on her side, so I focus my attention on my mate. Slipping between her legs, I give her another ride until both of our bodies are glistening with sweat.

Panting heavily, I turn my attention back to the others when Silith turns unresponsive.

I catch Fiona in the act of trying to pick up the unconscious Lis who is in a rather undignified position. Growling, I grab the bushy tip of Fiona’s tail, slowly pulling her towards me. “Where do you think you are going?” I grin.

At the edge of my mind, I recognise that the normal me would never be that daring, but some kind of switch was flipped and right now I only care about one thing.

Fiona slips, falling onto her side. Her face is a twisted mess of anticipation and horror. She grabs the blanket as I slowly reel her in, but both of us know that it’s to no avail. “Ah! A break. I was thinking about taking Lis for a short break.”

“But the night is still young.”