Emma's Heart (Brides of Theron 3)

by Rebecca Pond

  Emma cried out in pain and pleasure as Brylon drove his shaft into her. She was caught off guard at the bittersweet shock of feeling both pain and pleasure at the same time. Her hands grabbed at the cushions as he began to move within her. He loved to watch the expression on her face as he drew back to the point of almost pulling out then slammed into her again. Her body adjusted to the size of his cock every time he drove it in and out, faster and faster. The muscles inside of her pussy clenched in response to his withdrawal, as if trying to prevent his cock from escaping her grasp. She wrapped her legs around his waist to drive him into her as far as he could go. His hand lay on her mound while his thumb sought out the nub that would drive her over the edge at a single touch.

  His hips and butt cheeks flexed and clenched again and again as he drove into her soft inner core. She was balancing on the edge of that peak until he gave one last thrust that sent both of them over the edge. Her pussy milked every drop of his seed as he roared out his release within her. She could feel his cock as it pulsated and throbbed inside her until at last, his climax began to subside. Her own climax receded along with his, as they stayed where they were, completely sated. Her breathing slowly returned to normal as she lay completely still on the edge of the sofa. Brylon was still encased within her as his own breathing slowed.

  “I do not think I will ever get enough of you,” he leaned to lie over her body and placed a kiss on her red swollen lips. “I think we both need a shower now, and then we can lie in our bed and listen to the sounds of the storm outside.” He helped her up off the sofa then scooped her up into his arms as he did earlier. Marching towards the stairs he called out, “Nana, Hanna, Panna come on. It’s time for bed.”

  The sounds of little feet slapped against the wooden floors as the trio scurried to race each other up the stair case.

  “I love to watch them as they chase each other around,” Emma said as she giggled and smiled as her little brood climbed the steps in front of her and Brylon.

  Brylon, still naked, chuckled as he carried his love up to the bathroom. “I do not think I will ever get used to having three rewas running around my home. But I must agree with, they are fun to watch.”

  ****

  Fresh out the shower and lying on the bed, Brylon watched as Emma brushed her long wet hair. He had taken her again in the shower as soon as he had turned on the water. The cascading waters only enhanced the growing need he had felt stirring once again in his cock. It was such a different experience to be inside her as the waters glistened and ran down her body. This time though, their release came quickly. It was a good thing that the tree the house was built in buffered the noises coming from the inside of the house, or else the entire area would know what they had been up to.

  He leaned back on the pillows, naked yet again, and became totally engrossed in the view of her sitting before him. His eyes ran down the back Emma’s small frame. Her hair swung back and forth as she ran the brush through her hair trying to remove some of the tangles.

  “Come here, my love.”

  Emma stopped and turned her head to look at him. “I need to finish brushing my hair.”

  “I know. I want to finish it for you. Come sit between my legs.” He patted the bed and waited for her.

  She eyed him suspiciously, “You want to brush my hair?”

  “Yes, of course I do, why not?”

  Emma rose up off the end of the bed and came around to the side where he was sitting with his legs spread apart. She got a very nice look at his male parts as his shaft lay partially against his upper thigh and his balls rested on the bed. She blushed and moved her eyes away for fear of being caught ogling him.

  “Besides, how hard can it be to brush your hair?” He moved his leg so she would have enough space to sit in front of him.

  “You just took me off guard, that’s all. It’s been a really long time since anyone has offered to brush my hair for me. Growing up like I did, I had to learn very quickly to take care of myself.” She scooted back until she felt the pressure of his thighs against her body. She handed him the brush and then relaxed. She closed her eyes when she felt the first touch of the bristles as they slid through her hair. Brylon repeated the motion several times then moved her long black hair to the side, revealing her neck. The motion of the brush stopped completely, and that was when she felt the warmth of his breath on the skin next to her ear, followed by the soft touch of his lips on her neck. The sensation of his touch sent chills all the way down to her toes.

  “Brylon…what are you doing?” She tilted her head to the side so that she could give him more access to the sensitive skin of her neck where he was currently kissing her. “Umm…Brylon…Are you a hungry?”

  The nibbling stopped long enough for him to reply to her question, “Oh yes, I am hungry, but I’m not hungry for food.” She could tell he was amused by her question by the breath on her neck.

  Just outside the house, she could hear the first sounds of the rain as it fell. The rain wasn’t anything like it was on Earth, where the rain would normally start with a few drops and build into a downpour. On Theron, it was as if someone had switched on a fire hose full blast. It was unbelievable how the rain fell so hard so quickly. The sound of it as it blasted against the windows of the tree startled Emma out of the amorous moment.

  “It’s just a storm, nothing to worry about.”

  “I have never seen rain come down so hard so quickly. If it rains like this for much longer it will surely flood everything, won’t it?”

  “This isn’t Earth, Emma. Everything on this planet has its own purpose. The rain nurtures the forest while the forest sucks up the water. We learned many lessons the hard way after the invasion of our planet. We took the resources the planet had offered us for granted before then, but now we respect our planet and the gifts from the Gods more than we ever did. Nothing on Theron goes to waste anymore.” Brylon resumed brushing her long hair.

  “What about your parents? Were they killed in the war?”

  The brush faltered for an instant. “You know I used to brush my mother’s hair like this when I was a boy.” He stopped brushing her hair altogether. “I don’t know exactly what happened to my parents. They were here on the planet when the Drylons attacked and took over for a while. But, when we were finally able to drive them off with the help of our allies, many of our elders and most of our women were either dead or missing. I was never able to recover their remains, so I don’t know and may never know what happened to them.”

  “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked you that,” she said.

  “Why shouldn’t you have asked me? It’s a question that you wanted to know the answer to. Emma, it doesn’t pain me as much as it used to when I think about them. I miss them, but there’s nothing I can do to bring them back. Here you go my love, all done.” He handed her the brush.

  “Will you have to go back up to the ship in the morning?” She got into to her side of the bed.

  “I’m going to be working on the ship for the next couple of weeks. Engine number two needs to be completely rebuilt. The mother ship wouldn’t be able to go very far without one of the main engines, would it? Would you like to come up to the ship with me?” He was now lying on his side as he spoke.

  “No, I think I will stay here. Avery and I were going to get together again, and maybe go to the market.” She yawned as she said those last words.

  “No,” he replied curtly.

  Her head snapped to the side, “No, what?”

  “No, I do not want you to go to the market without me.” The look on his face showed that he was dead serious.

  “Umm…why, may I ask?”

  “Because, I said I don’t want you going there without me.”

  Emma sat up and faced him. “Are you forbidding me from going anywhere on this planet without you?”

  “Yes, you are not to leave this house unless I come with you.”

  “You’re joking right?”

  Brylon sat up in the be
d too, staring into her face. “No, I am not joking. You will remain in this house as I’ve told you to, or you will be coming with me up to the ship.”

  “This is bullshit Brylon. Are you actually expecting me to remain locked up in this house, only to be allowed to go out when you are with me?”

  “I’m not going to say anything else on the subject, Emma. You will do as I say.”

  “Whatever!” She lay back down on the bed and rolled onto her side facing away from Brylon.

  “Emma…” he started to say.

  But she cut him off from between clenched teeth, “Leave me the hell alone, and do not touch me again.”

  He rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. The storm was still raging outside, but the storm inside was just starting to build. He was going to protect her at all costs, and was determined that he wasn’t going to let the same thing happen to Emma that had happened to Avery. He had waited too long to find a mate and he wasn’t about to take any chances in losing her like he did his parents.

  Chapter 17

  The days were passing too slowly now for Lars’ taste. Even though they worked the twelve hours shift every day, Lars was growing impatient. Not only was he ready to leave this place, he was fucking hungry all the time. The few pieces of dried meat and bread he was rationed every morning were not enough to sustain him for the work he had to do. He saw firsthand from Zirlo, and many of the others in this sector, that food was scarce. He remembered Zirlo before the war. He was a very tall and extremely muscled warrior without an ounce of fat on his body. Now the former commander was basically skin and bones. Some days he wasn’t even sure how the man managed to lift the stones and rocks that needed to be discarded.

  Most of the women weren’t fairing any better either. Their ragged dirty clothing hung on their frames sometimes several sizes too big. If the Drylons had any real brains in their heads, they would make sure that their workers were well feed in order to keep the production level at a steady pace. Lars had the unfortunate task the week before of carrying out a worker who had died from starvation, while he was in the mist of searching for the Emperor’s precious gold.

  It was truly amazing that Zirlo had lasted for nearly ten years in this hell hole. He had to give the warrior credit for not giving up. Right now though, Zirlo was his ticket off this hunk of junk planet. He would just continue to play along with Zirlo and the others, just until he could make his move and escape.

  Lars had already decided when he first discovered who Zirlo was, that he wasn’t going to divulge anything about what he had done to get thrown into the prison in the first place. There wouldn’t be any chance for him to have befriended Zirlo, if the commander knew about his betrayal to the Theron race, and more importantly, to his son. The former commander probably would have slit his throat if he had learned about his traitorous actions. For now, all he had to do was stick by his story, about being taken prisoner when his ship had been discovered by a Drylon fighter adrift in outer space.

  “Lars!” The sound of his name being called brought Lars out of the stupor he was in at the moment.

  “Lars, come on man! We need to go to the pit and dump the load.” Zirlo was calling for him across the cavern. “Carel is waiting for us.”

  Underneath his breath he said, so no one could hear, “I am coming, you old fool.”

  The small group of prisoners along with Carel, the guard, made their way towards the pit. The rail cars had to be pushed the entire way out of the cavern and then back again once they were empty. This gave them some precious time to work on befriending whatever guard was escorting them to the pit, because the entire run usually took about two hours to complete from start to finish. Luckily for them, Carel had been the one assigned to oversee the dumping of the excess waste rocks for the past several days. Zirlo was always along on the runs to the pits because he held an attitude of authority among the prisoners.

  The first day Carel escorted them to the pit, Zirlo had tried to make small talk with the Drylon guard, only having moderate success in getting the man to talk. Zirlo had started off by asking the guard where he had transferred in from. Carel had answered him, but it appeared as if the man was trying to hide something. Lars watched from the back of the rail car as he helped to push it to the surface. He was able to study the guard’s body language as he spoke to Zirlo or would stare at the old man when he thought no one was looking.

  Each day from that point on Carel would call for Zirlo to come supervise the dumping car, and then Zirlo would call for Lars. Each day Zirlo would work on Carel and draw more and more information out from him. Each day Carel appeared to be more at ease with the small group of prisoners that he was getting to know better. With every day that they were able to communicate with Carel, they drew closer and closer to being able to pull off the escape.

  The trip to the surface was no different that day than any other. Lars and Danuwee would push the car while Zirlo and Hator pulled. Carel walked along side of Zirlo as usual.

  “Carel, do you have any family?” Zirlo asked.

  The young guard glanced at the older man who, by race, was his sworn enemy. “I do, but I have moved them far away from Drylon. It’s not safe for them to be anywhere near here anymore.”

  “But, why would you move your family away and not go with them?” Zirlo strained as the group struggled to push and pull the heavy load up a particularly steep area.

  “My family does not agree with what the Emperor has chosen to do over the years, especially my father. You see, my father is a believer in the old ways when the Drylons and Therons were once allies and friends. His grandfather was one of the key people who had fought for the treaty about a hundred years ago. Now the Emperor has destroyed what he and many others of my family had fought so hard for, peace. There are many, many Drylons that do not agree with the Emperor and want things to go back to the way they were before he took charge. I, for one, would like to bring my family back home to Drylon, but as long as the Emperor is in charge that’s never going to happen.” Carel had a look of complete sincerity as he spoke to the once high ranking commander. “Before I came here, I asked my father about the beginning of the war, and if he knew what happened to the Theron people who had been captured.”

  Zirlo was confused by the man’s last statement, “How would your father know what happened to any of us?”

  Carel stopped walking and said, “Stop the car.”

  “Carel, I’m confused.” Zirlo leaned against the wall to rest while he had the chance. He may have once been a great warrior, but now he was just a shriveled up old man.

  “My father was once in the Emperor’s guard when Gatton first took over ruling this planet. He was one of Gatton’s highest ranking officers and had access to a lot of secret information. My father didn’t know exactly what the Emperor’s plans were, until it was too late to do anything about it. About the time that the invasion took place, my father had faked his own death so that he wouldn’t have any connection to the slaughter of the innocent people that were once allies to the Drylon people. Shortly after the first year of the war my grandfather passed away. Sometimes, I think my grandfather grieved himself to death because of the actions of the Emperor. All the years of trying to make peace and keeping friendly relations were wiped out by one man.”

  “I can understand the sadness that your grandfather felt. So many lives have been lost by this senseless war that was started by Gatton and to what ends, power, or greed? No one in the last ten years has ever gotten a clear reason on why the Emperor wanted to start the war in the first place, other than wanting to take over Theron and our natural resources.” Zirlo looked into the young soldiers eyes.

  “From what I understand about the Emperor, he wants to systematically strip planets for their resources and use them for his own personal gain. That is basically what he is doing here on Drylon. He doesn’t care about the planet itself or even Drylon people for that matter. His strategy is to strip the planet, and then move on to the next on
e. I wouldn’t be surprised if he eventually tries to go after the planet where your people recently found mates.” Carel took a few steps in the direction of the entrance of cavern to see if anyone was near enough to overhear them.

  Lars’ head snapped up attentively at the last comment that Carel had made about the Therons finding mates. How in the hell had he found out about that? If Zirlo found out that he was the one who had betrayed Zeb and the rest of Therons, his chances of escape were over.

  Lars watched for Zirlo’s reaction to Carel’s statement. He could tell that Zirlo didn’t catch on at first to what the other man had revealed, but when the commander did, the look on his face was priceless.

  “What did you just say, Carel?”

  Carel came back to stand near him. “About what?”

  “You just said something about my people finding mates on a planet. What do you mean?” Zirlo had pushed away from the wall he had been leaning on the entire time the two had been talking.

  “We received word that one of your fellow warriors had approached the Emperor with the knowledge of a planet that your warriors had actually found suitable mates on. This warrior had managed to get away from the mother ship and bring one of the females to UV-49 where the Emperor had been restoring his base. But something went very wrong, and the Therons found out what he had done and chased him to the planet.” This news was a total shock to Zirlo and the other two men who had moved in closer to hear the news. Lars was the only one who had stayed behind, pretending to be taking a leak on one of the walls.

  “I know that I have been gone for an extremely long time, but why would my people seek out mates from another planet? Where are the Theron females?” Zirlo was totally confused now by Carel’s revelation.