Harem Assassins : King Sekton's Harem Planet, Book 2: A Space Opera Harem Adventure by Baron Sord (top inspirational books .txt) 📗

bullshit. Times like now. Sometimes, the only thing left to do was hit the showers and go home for good.

Which was exactly what I was about to do as I stepped into the decon showers. There was an airlock to keep out jungle pathogens and pests. It wasn’t completely pressurized, but the air was heavily filtered. The lock wasn’t large enough for me and every naked and bloody Shock Knight at once, so we went through in several groups.

Just beyond the inner hatch lay the showers.

There, nurses were already helping the injured Shock Knights scrub and rinse off using the handheld shower nozzles. It was a very businesslike and professional process, with the nurses focused on carefully caring for their patients. At first they didn’t notice me. When they finally looked up, they stopped what they were doing to bow formally. Even the injured Shock Knights with broken legs bowed with help from the nurses.

“You don’t need to do that,” I said to the nurses. “Focus on the injured. Not me. I’m not hurt.” Physically, anyway.

“Yes, my king,” several nurses said hastily before returning to their task.

I retracted my cloth uniform into my ring and stepped up to a shower head. Turned on the water. Let it spray over me, eyes closed, feeling the warm water drench my sweaty hair and roll down my face and body, splattering loudly against the tiled floor.

“My king?” asked Captain Theia. “May I wash you?”

“Huh?” I opened my eyes to look at her. Water rolled down my face.

Gorgeous green, kryptonite eyes gazed into mine. Hers glowed with an intense affection I didn’t deserve.

“No, I’ve got it,” I said.

“I would be honored if you’ll allow me. I want to make sure I got the last of the Bore Moth.”

“Oh, yeah. No, I can handle it.” This time, my reluctance wasn’t about feeling mothered by her. The way Theia was looking at me was with the eyes of a lover who wanted to please me, be there for me, comfort me, adore me.

“Please, my king. You’ve had a difficult mission.”

My eyes dropped to her injured, bloody breast. “You’re the one who had it difficult. Them too.” I glanced at the Shock Knights with worse injuries than hers. “I didn’t get hurt out there,” I lied.

“Your eyes say otherwise.” Theia’s voice was soft, loving, and seductive. “Let me wash you.”

Despite the loud sound of shower spray from dozens of other shower heads in use by the other guardswomen and Shock Knights, their every eye was suddenly on me. These women were waiting to see what I did like their lives depended on it.

I said, “Will this make you my first?” I was thinking about my promise to Oia. Showering naked with a babe like Theia was dangerously close to breaking it.

“Your first?” Theia frowned, “No. Why would it be? I wasn’t suggesting sexual intercourse, my king.”

“I am,” a random Shock Knight called out from somewhere in the back, a beautiful blonde with wavy golden locks.

Every woman in the showers broke into giggling laughter.

I recognized the beautiful blonde, but couldn’t remember her name.

“I am too!” another Shock Knight hollered. This one had auburn hair. I recognized her too. Her name escaped me.

More laughter.

“Ladies,” Theia warned, “show some respect to your king.”

“I’ll show him more respect than he’s ever had,” said a third Shock Knight saucily. She had raven black hair and was also familiar, but I couldn’t remember her name either.

“We all will!” cheered the one with auburn hair.

This wasn’t the first time a guardswoman had offered to bathe me naked. Since getting here, a hundred different women had offered. Because of my promise to Oia, I had turned them all down. But this was the first time any Shock Knight had been so bold. Normally, they were completely professional and reserved, just like their captain.

“May I bathe you?” Captain Theia asked.

Sure, her bathing me was several steps down from blowjobs or the lesser offense of a hand-job, — both of which Oia had approved — but it seemed obvious that Theia being the first to bathe me publicly conferred some sort of special status on her, a status that Oia would lose. Had I already slept with Oia, or been bathed by her publicly, I wouldn’t hesitate to accept Theia’s offer now. Then again, did it really matter? I would be gone from Zalaxia before I made Oia or any other Zalaxian woman my official first. And yet, I hesitated because I didn’t feel like I deserved Theia’s devotion.

“I’ve got it,” I mumbled.

“Must I beg?” Theia said with a sly smile.

The other women’s eyes widened with intense interest.

Knowing that some of the nurses here had literally begged passionately to be my first — it happened daily because I was in Medical daily — I understood everyone’s interest.

“No,” I grinned at Theia. If there was any woman here who deserved to have the honored status of not begging me for anything, it was her. “Go ahead.”

“It will be my honor and my pleasure, my king.”

Her use of the word pleasure set the other women to giggling and blushing, and that was without Theia having spun the word “pleasure” with any innuendo.

I couldn’t help but chuckle.

And get a little bit hard.

Make that a lot bit.

It was impossible not to.

Here I was, standing in the middle of every straight man’s rockstar locker room fantasy, surrounded by gorgeous and adoring naked babes.

“May I ask you to please stand here?” Theia said, holding the shower hose in one hand.

“Sure,” I said and stood where she wanted me.

I closed my eyes while Theia drenched my already wet head with the nozzle. As she caressed her fingers sensually through my hair, I couldn’t help but think the idea of leaving Zalaxia was ridiculous. Utter nonsense. If I was going to die in a day anyway, this right here was how I wanted to spend my final hours.

—: Chapter 121 :—

There was a spring in my step when I walked out of the decon