Chapter Five

Stringing several horses together both men loaded up the injuried. She watched in fascinated silence as they worked together to get the job done. And with a salute, the injured tracker took his leave pulling the other horses with his men now secured on them.

Furi coming to her she wound the window down. "He saw you." She blurted. Her fears getting the better of her. Giving a short nod, he wiped some blood from his hands. "Jesus you're hurt. I've a first aid kit here."

"Later, my nano's will deal with most of it. I'll follow him for a while, make sure he and his men are gone. Then be back and wash up in the river, see if I need any treatment after that." Blowing out a breath she looked him over. It looked bad but knew that didn't mean much to Cyborgs.

"Okay. You told him we're married and recorded."

"4 said you needed the protection, his connection to Emily prevented him from being able to do it. The others would have been difficult. I was the logical choice to do it."

She worried her lip for what that might mean. His hand coming back to her neck pulling her into him, he kissed her long and hard. And then was gone into the night. Her hand shaking she turned the cab truck lights off and sat in the dark for a while unable to move.

Once the tracker had looked into things a bit more, he'd know Furi was not from there. That didn't mean that she would know that if her father was in the frame for the connection. She'd be off the hook but then available again. Looking around her fears hit her. It wasn't just her she worried about. Emily had no protection if the leader of the family was dismissed. She'd be a target too. Likely used against her to have her compliant.

Things were getting out of control.

She'd have to ask 4 to take Emily with them when they left.

Her heart hurt at the thought.

Could she go on alone?

It was too difficult to contemplate.

Sitting in the silence for some time, looking in the direction of each sound until she couldn't keep her eyes open any longer. Locking herself in, she threw the blanket over herself, lifting the steering wheel to the windscreen, she pulled the bench seat down making one large bed. And turning on her side, drifted trying not to relive the battle she'd seen.

Her last thoughts that she was officially married on her world.

****

He had to be honest, the evidence all over his optic, he needn't of touched her so intimately or kissed her so deeply to make his point to those men. But he had because his need had bleed through. His optic showing his own fears.

He'd been at a disadvantage during the fight. Him on the ground, them on horses but he'd not let that stop him. Holding his own until she heard her cry out for him, her fear for him in the air, his beast responding to a Mate's cry and then he lost control. Becoming brutal in needing to secure her safely. Losing not an option.

His body already heeling the damage he was carrying. Taking to his solar bike he easily followed the horse's tracks. For an hour and a half making sure at a distance that the tracker did not dump his injuried and turn around.

Satisfied he turned back for Betty.

Not sure of his welcome.

He'd taken liberties. Invading her personal space. He didn't need to see his optic to know how much he'd wanted to feel and taste her. Her responses and scent in the air encouraging him on. Rock hard for her, he didn't have to ‘force' it. And the fact that she was alone and waiting on him pushed him to get back.

Not liking that she was alone.

Checking as he went that no one else was around.

The lights now out on the truck he didn't need them to find it again. Its position engrained in his data banks.

Parking the bike to rear, he sat and waited, letting the night wash over him, using his audio and optic to zoom in and out in the landscape around them for several miles.

Seeing nothing he took himself off to the river and washed the fight from him before going back and listening to Betty sleep, his optic showing his comfort in her sleeping safely. Staying there until he heard her cry out. Going to her door he connected to the cars hub and unlocked it. Standing in the doorway watching as she struggled with something in her sleep.

His name slipping from her lips in fear. The car stinking of it. Climbing in it was tight quarters but he managed to get on his back lifting her onto him. And almost immediately, she calmed and fell back into a more restful sleep.

He was playing with fire but couldn't help it while she needed the comfort of knowing he was there; it was against his better judgment but he couldn't deny her. The fight and blood obviously having unsettled her.

Holding her to him it was a dangerous game he was playing. If he became attached, bonded without a declaration of intent and acceptance from her, there was a chance he'd be bonded and rejected. There was only one outcome then. He'd imprint on her and pine away for her. Dying himself without the bonding completing.

He couldn't let that happen.

He had his duty to the Empire. He didn't need to see it on his optic.

And he couldn't be what he wasn't.

He'd done this as there really was no other choice if he was to give his brothers time to make a decision, but he was no hero.

The hours passed her moving over him time and time again, relieving pressure on her body and getting comfortable again. And knew the moment she started to wake, her sleep getting lighter, her body stirring. Instinctively rubbing her face on his chest she clung to him, holding him to her.

Her heat rising along with her wakefulness.

Her sigh in the air. Her scent building surrounding them both.

Furi knew the moment her scent was in the air that it was full of need.

The apex of her thighs damp against his own.

He was getting harder by the second. At the first movement of her body he held her still, his hand on her lower back to hold her in place. Not that it made much difference, she was moving on him searching for her own desires. Brushing against his cock as she did so.

Needing some distance, he held and turned her onto her back. Gently placing her on the fabric of the seat. Nestled between her legs he needed to wake her. "Betty. Wake. You're dreaming."

Stirring she instinctively lifted her legs higher around his waist, her hands caressing down his back and holding his butt to her. The friction almost more than he could bear. Rubbing against him he didn't need to read his optic to see that precum was seeping from him. Or that he wanted to be buried in that heat. But there was no point to that. She didn't want him as a Mate and he would be leaving. Grinding herself to him he nearly lost it.

"Betty!Wake!"

Stirring she murmured awake. A denial of sorts that what she was dreaming had stopped. Then he felt her blinking and she stilled registering where she was. Slowly opening her eyes she gazed up at him.

"Not dreaming then…" She whispered to herself more than him. Her face flamed with embarrassment. He could see her want and need and now her embarrassment at being caught. But there was no denial there and this was not her fault entirely.

He'd got in with her. "No. You were dreaming before when I got back, restless, your fear in the air. My name called out in fear. As soon as I got in you settled, each time I tried to leave, you became upset. So I stayed."

"And you're over me now because?"

"You were laying on me and started dreaming of sex, riding my leg. I turned you to stop you. I knew you wouldn't like to wake to that."

"4 and the others say I need to get laid, take a husband who can give me what I need."

"Do you need fucking Betty? If you do, you're going to have to ask me."

"Well that's embarrassing."

"Not to me. Your need of me scents the air, it's intoxicating. But not the first time a female has scented as such in my presence. The only difference now, I will not have to force it to fuck you. I'm naturally hard for you."

Indecision was all over her face; she was thinking too hard. Sitting up a little he went to her waist band and undid her pants, pulling them off with her panties, removing her boots and undoing his own pulling them down just enough. Sitting on the seat, he lifted her to straddle him planting himself at her entrance. Her eyes wide like saucers. "You want cock, here it is. Take it. Drop on me."

Hesitating for a moment, she moved, his cock sucked into her body, his delight all over his optic. Moving slowly she took more and more of him on each drop and lift. Her hot tight channel taking him. At the point he was a third in she was struggling, he stopped her. "I'm big, don't want to hurt you. Stop or take some blood."

"Don't want to stop, feels too good."

"Then blood it is." Ripping into his hand he gave it to her. "Drink." She did. His moan right there in his throat. His optic flagging red it was so good. "Damn female." His hands on her hips, he helped her to start moving again. "I'm releasing some cum, it will lubricate you and heal any damage." Ripping into his hand again, he gave it back to her. "Suck harder." She did his hiss venting into the air. "Fuck. Move. Ride me."

She did, going for deeper, him releasing a little inside her, giving her his blood to help until she dropped into his lap and hissed. "Damn that tarts. You're a big man." She panted.

"Not a man."

"Whatever, big, it burns a little."

He stroked her back then brought his hand down her stomach to her curls going into her heat and finding her clit he rubbed gently. "It will pass with each time you come and we fuck. Your body was made for this." He gave her a moment. Then pushed up. Her moan on the air. "Do you like the feel of a male's cock Betty? Stretching you, making you ready to take him? We like to fuck a lot with our Mates. Every chance we get, every day or night. A Mate will be waiting and ready needing the bond, legs spread or bent over her pussy on show ready for her male's face, hands or cock. It is a beautiful thing I'm told."

"You don't know?" She asked her voice surprised.

"No. I'm experiencing this for the first time since being free. It is not difficult to believe the words are true. My optic is all over it." Lifting her head he kissed her lips. "Need to fuck you Betty. You opened the door and I'm taking it."

Turning with her back down on the seat, he withdrew and slammed in. Her cry on the air. "Oh my god, that's tight." Working her as he rubbed at her clit. Ploughing into her body with an urgency they were both feeling. Driving and slamming into her body, her nails dug in as he hammered his need into her. "Holy shit, that feels amazing…. Don't stop." She panted.

"No stopping Betty, not until I'm satisfied you've come enough, and I've filled your belly with my seed. We're going to be late back to the farm. Don't argue. I'm going to need hours to enjoy this and so will you."

****

For a male who'd told her he'd not had sex since being free, he wasn't wrong and delivered everything he promised.

He fucked her every way possible in that truck and out of it. The sun rising and the midday heat having them withdraw to the river and he took her there too. Only as she grew tired did he stop giving her his seed and let her rest, to wake her and start all over again until he was satisfied that she'd come enough herself and he planted in deep and let go of his seed.

His hot jets filling her up. Just as he'd promised.

She didn't know this was how it was to be taken by a man.

She was in danger of liking it. Wanting it. And more than once had to stop herself from begging him for it. Only content when he was filling her. Coming out the river both naked, he hauled her over to a tree, her hands on the bark her ass presented to him, lifting both legs he slammed into her again and piston fucked her like he was desperate for the memory before it was gone.

Her body taking the punishment it craved. He made her come twice before striking her hard and exploding inside her. Her panting, clinging to that tree her legs giving out. He carried her back to the river to wash her and then helped her into her clothes and back to the truck.

"Fuck time over. Now back to work. Drive, stay with me."

Dazed and in some awe, she followed him.

Fuck time over….

Kept going around and around in her mind.

Had he used her?

Several hours in and she was starting to feel the chill. There was no affection there. Just the action itself. He didn't pretend it was anything other than what they both wanted at the time.

She might have given her virginity to him but he was giving her nothing so precious.

****

He'd lost his way back there.

So full of her and her scent, he'd done far more than he'd intended.

He was only going to give her a good fuck but on feeling how tight she was it sent him into a spin. No man had taken her before him. A possessiveness he did not recognise overtook him and he was a male possessed. Had to have her in every conceivable way, had to mark her, coat her in his scent.

Not once did she complain. Only too happy to have him inside her, complaining when he wasn't, needing him to fill her.

It was a bonding thing and he needed to be careful.

He was not her knight in shining armour.

He wasn't going to be able to save her her fate.

Besides she didn't want him.

Fuck him yes, have him fuck her yes, but to have him as her Mate, no.

Giving her his blood and cum was not a good idea but she'd needed it. He didn't want to rip her open. Reminding his system to remain infertile, it was difficult to tell if it had worked or not. His diagnostic unclear.

She'd got what she wanted, him, fucking her but would she demand and expect more like the women who bought him?

She'd be disappointed if she did.

There would be no more fucking.

He'd chanced enough. And needed an answer to getting his brothers off this world before trouble came calling. He was sure that tracker didn't believe him about coming from the Darkside. He could only say as much because his ship was on the boundary.

They were now 4 hours late and finally he picked up a signal. It seemed that 4 had taken the upload. And connected to him over his neuro net.

We are here. Safe. Had an intercept on the way back, dealt with it but Betty was shaken up and exhausted by it, needed some time and I had to go make sure they wouldn't come back.

She's okay?

She's fine. Any decision on leaving? Staying here for much longer will cause problems. I doubt the tracker who came for her will leave it at that.

No decision I need to talk to Betty.

Make it quick. I'm not sure how much time you have.

****

Getting back to the farm at last she tried for neutral, not showing how affected she'd been by their time together. Ignoring him she went straight to 4 and Emily. Taking her from him holding her and kissing her, she asked if they've been any problems. He gazed at her strangely for a moment, then breathed in. Looking intensely at her and then Furi and back to her. Although he didn't say she had the feeling he knew exactly what had gone on.

Not saying anything to her she passed him going into the house taking Emily with her, pouring herself some coda taking a seat at the table. 4 coming in behind her taking another of the seats. To her relief Furi disappearing. She took a breath and sipped the coda.

"You had sex. He treated you right? Didn't hurt you?"

She gave a small nod. "You're not small guys but he made sure I was okay. Gave me the choice of yes or no. Didn't do anything but make me feel good." She told him barely above a whisper knowing he'd hear her just fine.

"Good. I wouldn't want to kill him."

She smirked at his face. Trying for humour he deadpanned it. "So," she sighed. "I had a problem on the way there and coming back." Keeping her voice down so as not to upset Emily who was sleeping. "A tracker on the way out saw me and tried his luck at the truck but I saw him off. On delivering the goods and getting paid he followed me out of town. Only this time he came with five others. If it hadn't been for Furi following me, which I'm still pissed about, I'd have been taken, and this farm held to ransom. You were right, staying here I need a protector I need to be married." She kissed Emily's head breathing her in. "Furi told the tracker we were married. That he came from the Darkside arrangements had been made for me by my father. I'm guessing you made that real so he could say it and dad had made some plans. But there was no missing his size or his battle skills when it came to a fight." She took another swallow. "He was scary amazing 4. Never seen anything like it. He was practically dodging gun fire, taking them down, covered in blood not stopping." Biting her lip remembering it. "But I don't think the tracker believed him and he will come looking."

"You scent of Furi, his seed is on you."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "That's personal."

"He says he's a potential Mate to you and now you've fucked. That means something in his world."

She gave a nod cooing at Emily. "It means something in our world too. But you know I can't leave here 4. This is everything my parents and their ancestors worked for. How can I just up and walk away? I can't. But Emily here, she doesn't have the same restrictions that I do. I don't want her caught up in a battle of wills if it comes to it. Or in a raid on the property for me and it. You should all prepare to leave and take her with you. It won't be easy letting her go, but she is far better with that than the outcome it will be here. She'll have a life with you by her side. Protecting her and caring for her. And it's the best I can do for her." Her tears flowing.

"You would let me take her from you?"

"What choice is there? I want her safe."

"You could still come with us."

"Like I said, I can't let this all go to nothing."

"Maybe this world will come into the Empire." He told her.

She laughed. There was no way this world was going to be accepted into the Empire or the world itself accept the Empire and its terms. "No. We need to make provision for you to leave. You and your people have done us a great service whilst you've been here, but that time is now over. Prepare to leave and take Emily with you. You can have what store provisions you need to make the journey. But I wouldn't leave it more than a couple of days. You need to be gone by the time the tracker comes calling."

"What will you tell him?"

"I will tell him that my registered husband is out working, and he has asked me to recruit more men. I'll have to do it. I'll need the help anyway."

"And when he realises there is no husband?"

"I'll have to hope I have an agreement in place by then."

"Betty that's not logical."

"Either way that's how it is."

"Talk to Furi ask him to Mate you and leave."

"I will not. It is not something either of us wants. One moment in time does not a lifetime make."

Handing Emily back to him she stood. "Seeing as you've told me I stink of Furi, I'm going to take a bath. I'll see you at dinner." She walked away.

"That's not what I said!"

Smiling to herself she left him and went up. Running the bath, piling her hair up on her head, stripping, adding salts and a bath bomb.

Once it was 2/3rds full she stepped in the temperature perfect. And slowly leaned back in the scented water. Wallowing. The scent filling the air, refreshing her. Sliding down the water up to her neck. She closed her eyes trying not to think of anything.

And woke to the door being crashed in.

"You're washing my scent off you! That you stink because of it!"

He was over to the bath holding her head gently in his hand. His face hovering over hers. "My seed is in you, its seeping from your skin and will continue to seep from you for a couple of months even if I do not re-seed you." He growled, then lifted her clear of the water to her squeal taking her into her bedroom throwing her onto the bed, stripping off and standing between her naked legs his pants gone he nudged her entrance with his rock-hard cock and lay over her, his lips on her ear, he nipped it. "You don't get to wash me off. I decide if you get my seed or not." Pulling away from her he took his cock in hand and pumped within seconds his seed swelled and he shot it up and over her body, covering her breasts, belly and up towards her face covering her lips and down lifting her leg smothering her heat. She went to wipe her mouth and chin and he was over her stopping her. "Lick it. I want to see you take it."

She licked it, her tongue coming out and tasting it. Her body heating with is demands. His possessiveness. Taking her lips he kissed her deeply his cock finding her entrance and slammed in. Pulling away she cried out.

"No man gets to fuck this body like I do. Only I get to live here!" He pounded as he massaged his seed into her skin. "My seed, my woman, my gift!"

Her climax exploded as he rode her body hard. "My female!" He roared out. "MINE!" Her climax rolled right back and she came again. Harder than the first time. Her shock riding her as much as her pleasure. But he wasn't done and kept driving into her, going for deeper and harder. "Got to give you more seed. Fill you up. Need you to scent of me!"

Another climax hit her, then he changed position and pounded. Her climax now on repeat, she was in sensation overload. Crying out time and time again, clinging to him. Her ass lifted, he ground on her driving in deep and let go his seed. Not stopping, he kept going, working her right through her climax's until her voice was raw. Caressing her face he kissed her.

"You can take it. Take me." Giving a little nod he smiled down on her. "Good girl. That's my woman." And dominated her. Holding her up and wide he pounded. "Suck that cock in, squeeze your channel, make it tighter." She did. "Yes, that's it. Feel us." Driving deep he filled her on another orgasm and kept going.

"Furi?" She asked wearily.

"One more wife. I need to fill you, make sure you know who you belong to!" Riding her hard, her orgasms on repeat, she was exhausted his hand there bloody in her mouth. "Drink, take from me!" And kept riding her. Pulling her along with him. Riding that wave higher and higher until she couldn't hold out any longer. Didn't want to.

"Furi! Can't hold it back!"

"Give it to me!" He roared and she started to come again on a whimper. Furi ploughing into her holding her high and wide on a raw guttural cry he planted brutally inside her and held there, his voice all around her crying out his own roar of pleasure.

Collapsing over her both exhausted he brushed her face. "Never take my scent off you female. It belongs there." Tears hit her eyes and his lips were there kissing them away. "Hush now. We'll figure it out."

"This isn't going to work."

"You don't know that."

"How can you be here? They'll see you. It will cause trouble. You can't stay."

"I'm not staying Betty. I'm no hero. I'm a warrior. My ship is in space around this world. I'm going to make a declaration that I'm coming for my wife. Anything happens to her it will mean war. She is a member of the Empire by marriage and protected."

"So giving me your name will protect me from others trying to take me?"

"It should, if they're not stupid."

"They're going to want to know how that happened."

"And we'll stick to what they will already know. That I came here looking for my brothers and found a wife."

"Will that work?" He started to plough into her again slowly rocking back and forth. The sensations flooding her were overwhelming. Biting her lip she moaned.

"I'll make sure of it but now, I need to feel you come on my cock again."