Chapter Ten

Before the sirening, Oriona's obdurate ways bothered Ptah, but now she paid more attention to raising Veo-Ra. For some reason, he didn't properly fathom what the sirening meant, but in time, Oriona cleared up his confusion. Almost on a daily basis, he had sex with her, and before he realized it, he was madly in love with her. It was a torrid relationship, a relationship where he put most of his energies. Over a six month period in time, the trysts into the mountains with her turned into heated moments of passion, and his heart was into as much as his loins. He did everything he could to ensure she remained healthy, and with the help of Dora, she did remain strong. He became so bold with his relationship that he brought her to the Universal Fair on Maltus.

"You know we're married in Siren law," she said calmly. They lay nude on her bed while the lit fireplace warmed the room. The heat felt good on his face. Her head was on his chest, and then her left hand played with his manhood, stroking it lightly. She massaged it into an erection while she informed him of their marital status.

"Married?" He asked. Since he injected her with massive amounts of his healing energies, her hair grew thick and beautiful, down her back, and covering her breast.

"Yes. When you sirened me, it was a marriage. I gave you my soul during the process," she said. Her head didn't even rise as she spoke. She kept the right side of her face on his chest and remained busy with his business with her left hand. She continued with the long, stroking motions. It was what she did all the time when they lay in the bed confabbing about life. It was some of his most memorable times. Veo-Ra played with the Trilobite children, and he had Oriona all to himself for hours at a time.

He thought for a moment about things as he played with her hair. It had grown thick when he healed her body the last time. In addition, her skin was about a shade darker because he changed her on a genetic level. She had more protection from the sun due to his healing powers. His fingers gently massaged her scalp as she continued stroking him. "In a few years, I will have to marry Ari Tala. We'll marry on the Sage Mountains with my father officiating."

She chuckled. "I didn't expect I'd have you all to myself. Gods live millions upon millions of years. You will have thousands of wives in time. I'm just one of many."

"I try not to think about those things, Oriona" he said, "I'm enjoying you now."

"I do love you so," she said with a smile. "Even before you sirenated me, I loved you. But the Sirens have their way of doing things and we must follow the law." She stopped stroking him for a moment, looked at her arm, and then continued with what she was doing. "Am I cured?" She asked softly. "I have so much color in my skin now. It's like you've made me whole."

"You've always been whole," he said calmly. "But you're no longer an albino because I changed you on the atomic level. You can dance and sing in the sun all you want without the worry of chronic skin lesions or burns."

"My whole life I've had to avoid sunlight. It was the bane of my existence. What's the weather like on Maltus?" She asked.

"It's nice," he said, "I'm bringing my Trilobites housemaids to take care of Veo while we enjoy the mountains. In the region of the world where we'll be, it's rather rainy, misting all day, but warm. It's conducive to making babies. "

She laughed. "Oh hush," she said playfully. She looked up at him for a moment, stopped stroking him, and then said, "You're serious, aren't you?"

"Veo is my boy," he said calmly. "I delivered him. His blood is Ra blood. It's the same as my blood. I sirenated you, and now you're my wife under Siren law."

Gently, she went back to stroking his manhood but didn't say anything to him. He rubbed the back of her neck in anticipation of her reply, but she didn't say anything at all. Every time her hand slid up and down on his stiff rod, it sounded like a tape being pulled off the skin.

Suddenly, Ptah clenched the sheets, bowed his back, and growled. She raised up off the bed, stroked him harder, and then growled with him at the anticipation of the mother load. After about a minute of her shortening her stride and focusing near the tip of his manhood, a mountain of semen flew into the air, covering her face. "That was a lot," she said as she wiped it up with a wet towel. It covered most of her face, dripped onto his stomach, and some of it hit him in the face too. She ran over to the counter in the bathroom, pulled out two more towels, and continued to clean up the large puddles of semen.

"What do you have to say?" He asked in a calm voice. "I want you to have my baby."

"What can I say?" She asked. "You sirenated me right there on the floor. I didn't have a choice then and I don't have a choice now The choice is really all yours, Lord."

"I confided in Dora on these matters," he said, "We have a million choices. If you told me to leave, I would leave."

"You won't leave Dora," she said.

"She's a big girl," he said, "I'd just spend my days with her up in the northern mountains."

She smirked. "I don't know how we got on this subject," she said as she embraced him. "I will give you a child. I will give you one hundred children if you want that. This old Siren is yours, and I serve you, Lord."

Back on Serenity…

Ptah's ship, the Phantom, was a midsize battle cruiser that slept in the bay of his palace on Serenity. The Trilobites located the palace a top of a mountain, but within the mountain itself, they built a large bay for his ship that was about three hundred yards wide and two hundred yards deep. He told the lower lifeforms to prepare his ship for travel nearly three months prior. He received the vessel when he was sixteen because when he married, his wife wouldn't be able to tear a hole in space and then close it like he could.

Freola, his head engineer, walked with him in the bay and inspected the vessel. It was equipped with an ionizing weapon system that had the ability to blow up a planet. When he walked onto the deck of the ship, Freola showed him how the harness worked.

"This harness is so powerful that we can transfer your mind into the computer system," he said, "We can even transfer your mind over to one of your flying bots. The technology on this ship is the most advanced in the verse."

"If my wife was wounded badly, I could transfer her mind into the ship's database, and then download it into another lifeform. That's pretty cool," he said.

"I thought so," Freola said, "The Trilobites on Maltus perfected the technology. They got it from the Battisons."

"I need the ship in two days," he said, "I'm taking her to Maltus."

"It's ready now," he said.

When he finished with going over his vessel, he retreated back to his chambers in the palace. His two bots flew behind him while he inspected the hallways of his mansion. The Trilobites cleaned every inch of the palace daily. Dee Na was on her hands and knees when he walked into his kingdom. She polished every piece of furniture in the main room. Everything sparkled.

"Dee Na, have you seen Princess Ari?" He asked.

"No, sir," she said. "I haven't seen her in a couple of days."

"I have her online," one of the bots said; it flew in front of him, and a three-d image appeared of the Princess. "I'll be by a little later," she said, "I'm on Serenity, but we're having a meeting in the city of Prattis."

"Is this the meeting about the dying cattle on Vargo Seven and the barren women?" He asked.

"Yeah," she said, "We're sending a group of scientists to further research the problem. If the scientists can't figure this out in forty years, we believe the entire race will die out."

"We can send scientist who looks like Vargoians who can build artificial machines to produce offspring," he said with a smile. "We've done it in the past."

"It's been suggested," she said, "The Vargoians who know about other worlds are profoundly against it for religious reasons."

"Okay," he said with a smile. "Take care of yourself."

"Will do," she said.

Walking into his chambers, he laid his head on the soft pillow and thought about Vargo Seven. The Vargoians almost destroyed their planet when he turned six-years-old; they tried to split the atom but didn't have all the safety protocols in place. The Federation of Worlds watched the operation closely, but when the test went awry, the Federation of Worlds put a shield around the nation of Jargus so it wouldn't destroy the entire world. The process fundamentally changed the atmosphere of the entire planet and killed off most of the wildlife. The Great Father stabilize the situation, but it left the women of Vargo barren.

He looked out of his chambers, and the stars scintillated. Bre Ja walked into his chambers with a tray of grapes, wine, and some pastries. He looked back at her as she poured the wine with a tristful look on her sapphire face. "You look sad, Bre. Are you okay?"

"No, Lord," she said with a half smile. "It's been a long day is all. Would you like for me to massage your manly parts until you fall asleep?" She asked. He knew she wasn't up to doing the things he wanted, but she'd do them anyway. He already confabbed with Dora and engaged in coitus with Oriona. He had more than enough stimulation for the day and didn't need anymore.

"That's okay," he said, "Princess Ari will be spending the night when she arrives."

"Yes, Lord," she said. "Then I'll see you in the morning, sir."

The Next Morning…

Dora…

The Phantom landed in a field on Dora in the early morning. It only took him a few seconds to arrive because he opened up a portal with his god-like powers. Bre Ja was in the co-pilot seat in her flight uniform. Her orange hair was in a tight ponytail. She wore only a slight amount of makeup. She was approximately four-foot five inches. Her uniform came with black, shiny boots, and she had a black, utility belt around her waist. He needed her as the official ship's nanny. Dee Na sat in the back of the bridge and monitored the communications. Oriona and Veo-Ra stood by the field with their bags, and then as soon as the hatch opened, they boarded the ship.

When Ptah stepped out of the vessel, he placed his hands on the ground, pushed his energy into Dora, and she said telepathically, "That feels really good."

"I'm flying to Maltus for a few days," he said telepathically. "I'll be back."

"Show the little one a good time," she said telepathically, "He needs to see the verse."

Bre Ja flew the ship, and from Ptah's estimates, it would take a full day to arrive at Maltus when traveling at light speed. But when it came to Serenity, it was over five billion light-years away. It would be impossible for the ship to travel that far without the ability to open portals. Immediately, Dee Na fixed Veo-Ra a juice, and he enjoyed it a lot because it was made with Dora's apples.

"We're retreating to the lower deck," Ptah said, "Dee Na, the bridge is yours."

"Thank you, sir," she said as she placed a bag of cannabis on the table.