The First Flame part 24

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“Thank you, Eon.”

He nodded. “Of course. Can I embrace you?”

She stood up and hesitantly closed thier distance. Maybe because of nervousness, maybe because of embarassment.

She kneeled beside him and made the first move. When her face was in the crook of his neck, he saw heaven. Having her like this, clinging on with trust and acceptance, was definitely worth incarceration.

“Where do we go from here?”

There were so many twists and turns, so many changes of plans, that they were both exhausted. Nothing seemed to work. The universe was against them. Maybe running away was truly their only option.

“I am glad you two are back to sucking eachother’s faces, but we are running dangerously low on time.”

Eon stood up, taking Ran with him, and faced Neil.

“We have to go, or else Vrox will start looking. Our little ‘date’ is running far too long.”

Eon narrowed his eyes. Ran was using dates as a cover to see him. He knew it was a necessary move, but he still hated it. He was the only one who should court Ran. The world should know that he was the lucky bastard that she chose, not Neil.

“What?” Neil asked when he noticed the daggers Eon was glaring his way. “Jealous?” He smiked a little. “You should be. I’m a much better catch.”

Eon took a threatening step forward.

“Stop this!” Ran yelled as she came between a chuckling Neil and an infuated Eon. She palmed their strong chests, and shoved them apart. “We don’t have time for this. How badly was the cell destroyed? Can’t you go back to it and pretend like you never left it?”

“It is destroyed.”

She sighed. “Okay, well, let’s get going. We will have to hide you elsewhere.”

Eon’s nostrils flared. He was tired of hiding.

“Alright. Let’s go.”

The three of them rushed through the wilderness, racing against time. The last thing they needed was a scouting party coming after them.

Eon parted with them half-way. He planned on seeking his father and staying with him.

They said goodbye for the umpteenth time, and then Ran continued to rush home with Neil. She tried to casually slide into the campfire where her family was preparing dinner, but a disapproving Vrox pulled her aside.

“You are late,” he pointed out.

She wished she could throw her head back, palm her hips, and declare that the only thing she was late on was her period because she had Vrox’s grandchild on the way. That wasn’t possible. The only thing occupying her was awful memories of sexual assault.

“Sorry. Neil was showing me some new fishing lures he made with Jaxxon.”

Vrox nodded and leaned in to kiss her forehead. “All is well. Go have dinner.”

She sat beside Nebula and acknowledged the women’s knowing looks.

After a quick dinner, she went to the showers. As she suspected, the twinge of pain she felt between her thighs caused irreparable damage. When she jerked away in panic from Eon’s touch, he accidentally tore through her hymen.

Not only did he feel guilty about scaring her. He felt guilty about making her bleed, too.

She was an idiot.

Aggressively, she bathed. Nothing was going right. When would they get a break?

– EON –

His father was ecstatic to see him. He embraced him so hard that Eon nearly stumbled down. Although he was the same height as his father and much stronger, he felt like a boy all over again.

He hugged his old man back, loving him with everything in him.

They talked over dinner. Brandon jokingly scolded him for chasing after the most ineligible girl on the planet– Vrox’s daughter, and then Eon explained the long list of reasons why Ran was worth it.

She was a flame. He thought he knew what fire was, but he only discovered it when he met her. Ran was passionate, intelligent, loving.

His chest did a strange little contraction whenever he saw her. One day, he would give her a heart attack from either her beauty or infuriating schemes.

Brandon was happy for him, but he worried. Vrox was a force to be reckoned with.

They went to sleep under the stars like when Eon was younger. Eon didn’t have a mother for most of his life, but Brandon did great at fulfilling both roles. He deserved to get respect from all men on Ezron, not shame for the death of Eon’s mother.

They spent two days there, mostly hunting and fixing up the camp. Eon was starting to get agitated. He missed Ran, but she hadn’t gotten an opportunity to sneak out yet.

Knowing that his father would disapprove, he told him he would take a one-day hike in search of herbs, but instead went to the Ruins in hopes of getting a glance of Ran.

The journey was dangerous since he had to weave through many men that would instantly recognize him. There weren’t many young men in The Ruins, and he was the only one Vrox hated.

He crouched and waited for hours until Ran came out of the pyramid with two of her sisters, looking like a goddess. She was many yards away, so Eon snaked around the wilderness to get closer.

Ran seemed to be having an argument, and Eon quickly found out why.

“I don’t want to go.”

“You’re going. You can’t mope all day. This will be fun.”

“Playing chicken? Seriously? That’s for teenagers.”

“Well, you’re a perfect candidate since you’re always acting like one.”

Ran rolled her eyes. “I’m not going. I don’t even have a bathing suit.”

“You can borrow one of mines.”

“My tits will never fit in your tiny top.”

Eon’s eyes fell to Ran’s chest. She was definitely packing two globes that he would hate to share with a baby one day.

He shook his head hard when he felt tension between his thighs.

No. You said you would wait for her, he reminded his body.

“You’re such a bitch. Come on, you can partner up with Neil.”

“Ugh.”

Eon wasn’t sure what chicken was, but he was starting to suspect that he wouldn’t like it based on the fact that it involved swim suits.

He watched Ran go upstairs and return many minutes later. When more younger people started pooling out, he struggled to identify them. There were many males and females, and Eon hadn’t seem him since he was a pre-teen. Names and faces had blurred.

Some girls were already in their swimming suits, so he suspected that Ran was wearing one under her dress.

Although he knew it was irrational, he planned the death of any male that stared at her for too long.

The group went into the wilderness, and he followed. Loneliness pruned his stomach as he watched everyone have fun. Although growing up with only his father was great, it would have been nice to have more friends.

He had an interest in making clay sculptures that only his father knew about. No one else was around to share his hobby, especially his mother, who was high off her mind for most of his childhood.

Maybe he would make Ran some sculptures.

His insecurity of not being enough made him shove the thought away. Of course she wouldn’t need something as silly as a vase. She was a princess who lacked for nothing.

“Where are you all headed?”

Eon shrunk when he heard Vrox’s voice. The commander was accompanied by Akdronis and Kira.

“To the lake. What are you doing here, dad?”

“Checking in on some business.” Vrox approached the group and smiled. “Well, let us go to the lake then.”

Mothers. 

Eon knew he should leave, but he didn’t want to lose sight of Ran. Deciding to risk it all, he followed everyone.

The game of chicken started instantly, and Eon definitely didn’t like it. Ran was perched atop Neil’s shoulders– wet, laughing, breasts jiggling, butt barely contained in her tiny bottom piece.

The game of chicken was innocent. There was nothing sexual in the way Neil held Ran’s legs, but that didn’t stop Eon from becoming hot to the touch.

Ran toppled down in a mess of laughter when a girl pushed her down. Neil dove under to catch her, and she became a coughing, giggling mess.

“You suck at this game,” Neil accused, rubbing his knuckles across her hair to make a mess of it.

“I’ll kill you, Neil!” She squirmed, rubbing herself all over him as he laughed and held her tight.

“No, you won’t. You love me.”

She swatted his hand away and pinched his nose. “I do.”

Hurt and insecurity stomped on Eon’s rationale. Although Vrox was right there, sitting with Kira and Ak beside him, he stoop from his crouching position and rushed forward.

Vrox ran for him with a roar, sword high and ready. Eon raised his own, and the two men clashed so hard that a breeze brushed the field.

People panicked as Eon lifted his foot and kicked his commander in the gut. Vrox stumbled, but he wasn’t going down. He swung, nipping Eon in the bicep when he raised his sword to block again.

Fire was in both in their gazes as they fought for one woman for completely different reasons.

Eon used pressure to drive the swords down and spun around Vrox. Vrox acted quickly and kicked his knee to bring him down.

Eon bent his body backward to miss the swing of his sword.

The seconds felt like minutes. Metal slung, water splashed, and people yelled.

Eon didn’t care what was happening. This fight was long overdue. He saw an opening, so he angled his sword, ready to stab Vrox.

New bodies joined the fight before a limb could be severed. Kira stood between them, staring down Vrox, who dropped his sword immediately in fear of hurting her, and Ran was dragging Eon away from Vrox.

“Well,” Akdronis chuckled. “You have to give it to him, brother. The kid has some balls.”

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