Sons of Amber (7 page)
Authors: Bianca D'Arc
Tags: #Romance, #Erotica, #Adult, #Fiction, #Science Fiction, #Human-Alien Encounters, #Adventure
Mike stopped moving and Zeke guessed what was coming next. Mike was a master of his own response.
"Tell me now if you don't want to swallow my cum, wench."
Mike backed off until just the tip of his cock was inside her lips. She would be able to pull back completely if she didn't want him to come in her mouth, but she didn't pull back at all. Instead, she lifted her head up, eager for more. Mike growled at her response and pushed back into her mouth. Zeke knew it wouldn't be long before his brother came hard and long. He'd seen it before with other wenches they had shared.
Mike erupted with a shout as his hips jerked and he knew streams of cum were shooting down her throat. She swallowed hard and fast, but a lot of it slipped out to paint her chin and cheeks, and dribble down her neck in an erotic display. Zeke plunged in and out of her hot hole faster and faster, teasing her clit with his fingers until she spasmed around him. A moment later, he shot his cum up into her, over and over, on and on. His kind were made to have nearly endless supplies of sperm, and Angela was getting every last drop in both her pussy and her mouth.
Zeke thought he'd never seen anything hotter. He pulled out of her slowly and collapsed at her side for a short rest. Even a Son of Amber had to rest just a bit after 31
coming so momentously. Zeke saw that Mike was stretched out at her other side and smiled wearily. His little angel had drained them both, and that was something not easily accomplished.
"You know," Mike observed dryly from the other side of the large bed, "I still didn't hear her scream."
"We're going to have to try again another day, brother." Zeke reached up to untie her arms and rubbed them gently as he lay bonelessly at her side, enjoying the afterglow.
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Five
"So what brings you here, Mike? I didn't expect to see you."
"We're putting up a planetary shield and surveying for an orbital space station. Dr.
Waithe wants to set up the tightest possible security around this colony. I escorted her down here to meet with the elders."
Both men were sated and a bit weary, sitting in the small lounge outside the cabin while Angela slept within. Uneasy thoughts bothered Zeke. He needed this time to talk to one of his brothers about the odd things occurring within him. Mike was one of his closest friends, and he knew he could trust the other man with his confidences.
"Dr. Waithe's in full protective gear, huh? Knowing our Amber, she's not going to be comfortable in it for long. Will you have to shuttle her back or did you bring others with you?""Only Sons are allowed down here right now. We're the only ones they can be sure won't carry the Jit virus to infect these folks. Dr. Waithe took the chance because she wanted to verify the status of the colony for herself before going any further." Mike checked his chronometer. "But, to answer your question, Gabe will shuttle her back if I ask him. Why?"
"Mike," Zeke ran a frustrated hand through his hair, "something's different in me. I don't understand it, but ever since I opened my eyes and saw Angela standing there, I don't want any other woman. Only her."
Michael sighed heavily. "I thought so." Zeke was startled by Mike's knowing tone.
"You're not the first of our kind to tell me this. Dr. Waithe is aware of it. She's studying the phenomenon, trying to figure it out, but I don't think she's ever going to find a scientific explanation for it. I've seen it happen to two of my best men in the last few months. They each found one special woman and they don't want to perform with any others. Sure, they still make their donations to the sperm banks, but they just don't want to fuck any other woman than their special girl."
"Who were they? What happened to them?"
If this condition were spreading, Dr. Waithe would want to take action. She wasn't one to sit idly by and let her plans be ruined by some random anomaly. He only hoped she hadn't resorted to desperate means to keep her Sons on track with her goals.
"Mark and Todd."
Zeke recognized the names. "They're both Moderates. Have you heard of any other Riskers being affected?"
"You're the first I've heard of, Zeke. But you can stop worrying. Dr. Waithe keeps them under observation but they've both been permitted to cohabit with their women and are raising families. Can you imagine it, Zeke?" A quiet wistfulness entered his voice.
"They're actually raising their own sons. I visit them both from time to time and they're happier than I've ever seen them."
"So you think there's a chance I'll be allowed to stay with Angela?"
"More than a chance, my friend. This colony will need a few of us here on the surface to help them get up to speed with the tech we'll be giving them, among other things. I wouldn't be surprised if our Amber sees the wisdom in letting you live here with your girl. The people here already know you after all, and they seem to like you, though 33
why I can't imagine." Mike chuckled as he rose to his feet. "I'm going to check on Dr.
Waithe and see what's up. I'll make the recommendation to her that you be assigned here permanently, if you want. As far as I'm concerned, this duty station is yours, but since you're a Son, we have to clear it with Dr. Waithe first."
"I know." Zeke stood and held out his hand for a shake and quick hug. "And thanks, Mike. For everything."
Mike headed for the companionway, but paused as Zeke asked one final question.
"What do you think is happening to me and our brothers, Mike? If there's no scientific explanation, what could it be?"
Mike chuckled softly as an unfamiliar, almost envious feeling came over him. "I've read up on our ancestors, Zeke. In all the years of humanity's history and all the scientific advances they made, not one scientist or researcher could ever explain the phenomenon known as love." Mike slapped a hand on the doorframe. "I'd say you're in love with the girl, and if I'm not much mistaken, she loves you in return."
Mike left, whistling as he sauntered down the companionway. He'd given Zeke a lot of answers, but quite a few questions, too. How could he really know if he was in love with Angela? He didn't know what love was. It was something they hadn't covered in his accelerated training sessions. It had been assumed there would be no room for love in the life of one of the Sons of Amber.
He'd been designed to be a stud, providing service for any female who wanted it, supplying sperm for the next generation of babies. He hadn't been designed to find one woman and settle down the way their human ancestors had done before the virus. He didn't know if it was even possible that he could, but he was a Risk Taker, after all, and he was willing to risk everything for a chance at happiness with Angela.
He turned back towards the door to his sleep chamber, only to find her blinking up at him through teary eyes.
"Is it true?" Angela asked, something like hope filling her wide eyes. "Do you love me?"In that moment, all of Zeke's questions were answered. If ever a man loved a woman, he loved Angela. He moved slowly forward to take her unresisting body into his arms."I do." He placed tender kisses all over her face. "I love you with all my heart, my angel."
"Oh, Zeke!" she gasped as he nipped his way down her neck. "I love you so much!"
Warmth flooded his heart. A pure, beaming, light of joy and radiant hope filled him.
He wanted it all in that moment. He wanted her forever, bound to him and him to her. If it were at all possible, he would make it happen, he vowed.
"Do your people still have marriage ceremonies?" he paused in his kisses to ask.
Slowly, she nodded. "Then," he took a moment to kneel down on one knee, holding her hand and looking up into her radiant face, "will you marry me, Angela? Will you be my wife?"
Hope, joy and love lit her sparkling eyes. "I will."
She laughed and cried at the same time, shrieking when he stood and lifted her up in his arms, twirling her around the cabin. It was a long time before they left the ship, going back to the settlement to tell the others their happy news.
* * *
A few days later, they were married and given a traditional wedding feast according to the customs of Angela's people. But only after a long talk with Mother Rachel and Dr. Waithe. Zeke was eventually granted permission to marry his love, but both women had to give their blessing first. Rachel was easy to convince. It was Amber who put up more of an argument.
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"But Zeke, are you certain?" Dr. Waithe had asked gently, her voice a little tinny through the speaker on her environmental suit. She couldn't risk contaminating the settlement, so she had to wear the slim suit that provided her own air supply. "You know why you were created, and the goals we have for saving our species."
Surprisingly, it was Rachel who stepped in. "He can still fulfill his role in your plan, Doctor. But why should he and Angela be denied happiness while he does so?"
"Doctor Amber," Zeke pled his own case, "I love Angela and she loves me. I never expected anything like this to happen, but it has and now I know I'll never be complete without her in my life. I'll still do my part to save the human race. I know my duty and the contribution I can make. I don't take that lightly, but I also know I need Angela."
Doctor Waithe sighed audibly, but Zeke took her soft smile behind the clear bubble of her suit's headpiece as a good sign. "Oh, Zeke. You're not the first man to fall in love, and I doubt you'll be the last." She reached up and cupped his cheek with her gloved hand, the maternal gesture surprising him. "I just never expected my boys to want to marry. I guess I should have thought about it, but I didn't."
"It's hard to let them leave the nest, isn't it?" Rachel moved up behind Amber.
The doctor chuckled. "I never really thought of myself as a clingy, overprotective mother." Amber turned to share a laugh with Rachel, who nodded understandingly.
"Every woman has it in her to protect her young. Ezekiel is your son as much as if you had carried him in your womb. The connection between you is strong and will not diminish."
Oddly it was Rachel who reassured the brilliant geneticist. Zeke watched in awe as the two women grew teary eyed discussing his wedding plans.
"You'll have to stay here for the time being, of course," Amber said, businesslike once again. "But we have to leave a contingent here anyway for the colony's protection, so that works out fine. I'll still want sperm donations every cycle, just like your brothers who'll be stationed here."
Rachel chuckled and winked at him. "I'm sure Sister Angela will have no objection to helping him with that."
All three laughed and the atmosphere relaxed. Amber stepped right up to him and took his hand.
"I want you to be happy, Zeke. You're a special young man and I want only the best for you."
Zeke squeezed her hand. "Angela is the best. You'll see."
And so permission was granted and Zeke was allowed to marry his unexpected love.
Mike stood up as Zeke's best man, while Agatha filled the role of Angela's bride's maid.
Amber and Rachel sat beside each other, both beaming as a stately, older, male priest recited the traditional words that would join Zeke and his angel forevermore.
* * *
"I never expected this," Amber said a short while later to Rachel as they shared a moment of quiet before she had to leave. "I know."
"Is it true you can see the future?"
Rachel tilted her head. "And do you, a woman of science, believe in such things?"
Amber's eyes narrowed. "I've seen many things in my time, and I've studied the human brain in some detail. I know there are still many things we cannot explain about psi abilities and that they do exist in some rare cases. I also know that the population of Espia had more than its share of psychic phenomena before the virus."
Mother Rachel nodded deeply. "We are the Order of Chion. All of our ancestors had some psychic ability when they left Espia for this planet, but it does not always breed true. Some of us have the abilities of our ancestors and some do not."
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"But you do." It wasn't a question.
Again, Rachel nodded. "I have foreseen an end to this plague, and many happy marriages among your Sons. The only advice I can offer at this time is to not stand in their way. The love they find with the women lucky enough to claim them is hope for our future, Amber. There is a solution out there, and you will see it in your lifetime. Your Sons will play their role, but unexpected aid will come and when it does, you need to remember your goals, not the tragedies of yesterday. You must get past your anger and look to the future—as must we all."
Doctor Waithe thought on the seer's words for a long moment. Rachel offered hope, but intimated great changes ahead, especially for her Sons. If she was to be believed, they would start to marry in greater numbers. Amber had to make new calculations and try to anticipate what this unexpected development might do to her carefully laid plans.
"I'll take your words to heart, Mother Rachel. Thanks for giving me hope." She turned to go, knowing her ship was waiting for her to depart.
"Just remember, Doctor," Rachel called softly after her, "Fate plays a much larger role in our existence than you might envision. Do not discount the power of destiny, or that of the most unstoppable force in the universe… love."
* * *
And later that night, Zeke finally won his bet. He made his angel scream with pleasure.
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About the Author
A life-long martial arts enthusiast, Bianca enjoys a number of hobbies and interests that keep her busy and entertained such as playing the guitar, shopping, painting, shopping, skiing, shopping, road trips, and did we say…um…shopping?