Speaking to Connor tightly and trying not to yell Jillian demanded “Explain yourself, Child. Tell me exactly what she has told you.”
“I will, but not right this second.” Connor said bluntly.
Her control over her voice began slipping. “Tell me or I will force you to answer me. One way or the other.”
“I know that you can.” He said compassionately and truthfully. “Just please wait until Sarah’s ready for me to explain.” Her mother didn’t say a word, but Sarah felt the atmosphere begin to calm down.
Sarah heard her mother stand up and pace the room. “I can see that you truly care for my daughter. I will wait, but not for too long.”
Sarah eventually felt capable to look up a minute later to see her Connor’s handsome hazel eyes looking down at her with compassion and admiration. “I really do. No one has ever made me feel as you do, Sarah.” Connor’s eyebrows suddenly furrowed before he turned his head in an instant to look at her mother. “Jillian, will you please stop doing that. It’s not very pleasant.”
“Stop what?” Her mother looked confused for some reason, but she already knew that he could feel the presence of an invading mind because Sarah previously explained the incident over the phone last week.
“I know it’s not Sarah doing it because, with her, it felt like someone is scratching my brain, but with you, it feels like your hammering nails into my skull. Plus, I already asked Sarah to never do it again because it gives her terrible migraines and you are obviously not having one. Either it’s about control or you’re different somehow.” His brow remained wrinkled.
“You have a very strong mind and I am surprised you felt it. I’ve never known anyone who can feel the touch of another’s mind. I was just reading your thoughts, so I know now that you didn’t tell anyone about my family’s differences. Also you know that something is very different about us, yet you don’t care.” Jillian’s face contorted quizzically. “Connor? Your blocking a few things away from me, how are you doing that? Are those secrets that important to you?”
“Yes.” Connor was getting slightly angry from the intrusion. “Next time Jillian, ask for permission before you do whatever it is that you’re doing.”
She burst into laughter. “I like you kid.” Connor’s expression finally relaxed as Jillian ceased using her abilities on him. She tapped her forehead a few times while her eyes were closed, deep in thought. “Ok it’s settled. Tomorrow morning you will know everything about what we are.”
“Mother, are you sure, I don’t want to run Connor off.” He squeezed Sarah’s hand reassuringly while still looking at her mother.
“Ok, Jillian. I will be there. Should I bring anything?”
A wry smile crept on her mother’s plump lips. “Yes Connor, you will bring something very special. You will bring Sarah to my home with you tomorrow because she is going to stay here, tonight with you.”
Connor sat straight up like someone just shocked him with a cattle prod, well in a way, Jillian did. Wanting to understand more clearly he asked her “What do you mean by that?”
“There are some strict rules you must abide by.” She looked at the two of them in turn. “When I leave here I am going to go home to my mate.” “Mother, please don’t be a pervert and make another innuendo.” Jillian smiled, apparently listening to Sarah’s thoughts again since she couldn’t get away with it with Connor. “Connor, you will sleep with my daughter in your arms tonight. During the night you will not kiss, talk or do anything…physical.” She looked at Sarah after she raised her left eyebrow. “Sarah, you will not use your gifts at all. You will sleep in his arms and in the morning I will summon you both with my power; when things are ready at the house. You will not mate with him under any circumstances. Hormones won’t temper my wrath. I trust you, Daughter, but if you do him I’ll stop you from making a costly mistake.” She no longer smiled and was actually serious.
Unconcerned, Connor asked “Why do you wish for us to do this?”
“For four reasons Connor.” Holding up one finger she said “Because it is my right as her parent.” She held up another finger. “I can tell exactly what you are doing here at all times with my power, if you do anything but what I say.” She then held up her last two fingers. “Because I have been away from my mate for too long and lastly I don’t want anyone in the house incase we get overly enthusiastic. It’s been too long since my man was away and I’m feeling rather vocal.” Connor burst into a fit of laughter which was soon followed by Jillian and finally Sarah giggled because it became contagious… If highly embarrassing.
When everyone finally settled down she said “Now both of you, off to bed. I can feel that your father is awake. He knows that I’m here and is getting impatient.” She disappeared as she burst out through the front door and the door slammed shut from the recoil. Sarah then had a feeling of a pulse of a breeze, but the room felt completely still because the ceiling fan wasn’t on. “Mother wasn’t joking, she really is watching us.”
Still sitting on the couch and holding hands, Connor stood up. He smiled her private smile as she looked up at him. His eyes asked something else ‘Are you sure that you want to go along with this?’ Sarah smiled his favorite smile in positive conformation. He helped her stand and then they walked hand in hand down the silent hallway, to his isolated bedroom.
Entering his room, Connor left the lights off. Walking into the dark room, Connor slid into his bed first while letting go of her hand. He laid there patiently while she just stood there, staring down at his dark form. Sarah’s heart started to beat faster than when he first kissed her neck. He lifted his left arm in offering as he saw her distress and shyness about this event.
She had never lain in bed with another man before.
Grabbing his hand, Sarah slowly slid down and sat on the edge of the bed. She couldn’t see his expression in the darkness so a memory jumped into the forefront of her mind. Remembering the time that she slipped and fell on top of him, Sarah stopped suddenly and went rigid at recalling how close they were at the time and what she felt like doing with him. He noticed her moment of hesitation and started to remove his hand from hers.
Sarah caught the escaping hand with both of her own. She reassured herself and Connor as she twisted to lay down next to him. He felt so warm and it seeped through the fabric of her clothes and into her skin.
Resting her head over his heart Sarah realized that her breasts were pressed against the side of Connor’s ribs. She bit her lips and was glad her bra was thick enough from the intense desire to be fondled. She never knew that someone with a chest so hard could be so comfortable to lie on. He put his arm down around her back and rested his hand over her waist line and over her abdomen.
Trying to find more comfort in this laying arrangement, Sarah threw her left leg over his thick thigh. He didn’t move at all, but his heart gave him away by beating like a drum solo next to her ear. It put a small smile on her face.
With an ear over his heart, she noticed that it began slowing down and becoming an even and calming beat. His smell was as intoxicating as ever. Sarah thought something peculiar when she realized how they held each other. “We fit perfectly together, like two pieces of a puzzle.” As she listened to his steady heartbeat and breathed in his manly aroma, she realized that his window over his head remained open and brought a cooling breeze into the room to keep her from getting overheated from his own comforting body heat.
When the embarrassing moment ebb she went to sleep within moments with a feeling of true comfort. His steady heartbeat helped calm her. And her last coherent thought was “Connor, I really and truly do love you.”
***
Standing up after Jillian left his home, Connor looked at Sarah and her smile said everything ‘It’s ok, I’m ready if you are.’ They walked hand in hand and arrived at his room together. Connor released his grip on Sarah and slid into his queen size bed first so that she wouldn’t feel forced under the difficult conditions that were set, she could tak
e all the time she needed.
Looking up at her, she stared at him in the darkness, Connor offered her his hand to help ease the shock. Sarah took it to slowly and gently sit on the mattress. She stiffened to that of a statue suddenly and he let go not wanting to make this unpleasant for her. Just as suddenly, she grabbed his hand with both of hers.
Sarah drifted and lay down next to him on his left side. Her hair cascaded down to the sheets of the bed to blend in like they were one in the same. She rested her head over his chest and he felt her pressed firmly against his side, she didn’t look comfortable. Connor supported her by using an arm as a back brace and he rested his palm over her taut belly. A moment later she threw her leg over his, he noticed the vee of her thigh straddling his leg and the shocking sensation became evident yet even more comfortable as he could feel her heat. Her sexuality beat against his will and only a supreme effort kept his sanity. Her firm yet soft breasts were pushed up against his ribs. Her smell was alluring as well and she still smelled like fresh strawberries and apples.
Connor began remembering what had happened earlier tonight on the first meeting with Jillian, Sarah’s biological mother of unknown age. She seemed nice and eccentric yet protective over Sarah and their family secret. Knowing that it was Jillian who did her thing in his head was no far stretch for him. It felt like she was using an entire chisel set inside of his head, it was very painful. Even now his head continued to throb dully from the experience. Connor also thought quite a bit about Jillian’s rules, there was something about them...
A noise broke his train of thought. Looking down upon his chest, Connor noticed Sarah was fast asleep and snoring. “I’ve almost forgotten how cute she is when she does that.”
Knowing tomorrow would be a long day, he needed some sleep. “Sarah, no matter what happens tomorrow, know that I’m in love with you.”
Connor awoke at the crack of dawn, like always. Without moving his body he looked down to see Sarah laying in the exact same position, only now her left arm had found its way to lay across his abdominal muscles. She embraced him as if she never wanted to let go. What was obvious to him was that she never had to. Connor never wanted her to go willingly either.
He continued to watch Sarah sleep in the same position for the next few hours.
Suddenly all of the hairs on the back of his neck began standing straight up, just moments before a frigid, wet mist blasted in his face. Sarah stirred too. “That must have been Jillian calling us.” Getting her bearings, Sarah looked up at Connor and smiled so beautifully, as if still in a delightful dream. “Good morning, Princess. How did you sleep?”
“Better than the night that I fell asleep on your shoulder, during the rain storm.” Her eyes then widened. “Shh… Mother will get mad if we talk.” She didn’t move as she still looked at him, with an arm and a leg laying across him.
“It’s ok now.” Answering her questioning face he explained “Jillian said that we couldn’t talk during the night. It is now morning. The evening hours are gone and past.” Moving his hand, he placed it on her lower back and leaned down to kiss her forehead.
Now beaming, Sarah said with glee “I can work with that loophole.”
“Well?” Connor was curious about her.
“Well what?” She was looking confused.
“How did you sleep?” he was smiling softly.
She tightened her legs around his again and squeezed her chest closer on his ribs by pulling her arm that remained stretched across his middle. She placed her head back over his chest to comfortably say “Like this.” She looked up again, with those dreamy green eyes. “Never in my life have I ever slept so well and your heart and smell are so relaxing.”
“My smell?” Her face went red. “She didn’t mean to say that out loud I’d bet.”
Sarah looked down and buried her face in his chest. “Yes… I like your smell, ok.” She said in a short and embarrassed manner.
“I love your smell as well. You smell like apples and strawberries.” She looked up and smiled happily. She liked having another thing in common, they both liked the scent the other gave off.
She sat up suddenly and listened. “Are Jenny and Kara back yet?”
“No. Do not worry, Princess. They will not be here until the late afternoon and it is not even nine.” Feeling the hair’s on his neck rise again, Connor smiled just before a whirl of wind whipped in his room, he asked “What was that?” Even though he already knew who the culprit is.
Sarah was smiling as she said “Mother is getting impatient, again. She’s using her abilities to disturb the air itself.”
“Should we get going then?”
“It’s time, we had better go before she comes over to drags us to my house.” She wheeled over and exited the bed gracefully. He too did the same and stopped when he got a good look at her.
“Um… Wait just a moment, Sarah.” She turned around to give him a questioning expression. “Would you like to freshen up before we leave?”
“What do you mean?” Connor walked her over to the mirror in his room to show her what he was looking at. She gasped because her hair stood out in a mess, even her clothes were completely wrinkled. “My hair looks like we have been doing the wild thing.” She said quietly and smiled with him.
“That’s why I asked before we go over to your house. I don’t think that your father will be too thrilled to see you looking like this.” He gestured from behind the mirror she was still staring at. She turned and smacked his arm playfully.
“Ok here is the deal. We don’t have much time before Mother comes over here to get us herself. You shave and change clothes while I take a quick shower.” Both of their faces went red at that thought. “Ok?” And then she headed for the shower after steadying herself. Hearing the shower turn on he heard her say “Connor, come in and do your thing.”
Opening the bathroom door, he noticed that her clothes were piled on the floor and upon closer inspection Connor noticed that she wore a black lacy bra and matching panties. He turned his head, looking at the opaque shower curtain that stood between himself and a stark naked Sarah.
Pulling himself out of very exciting thoughts, Connor turned on the sink faucet, filled up the basin and began shaving.
Now finished with the task, Connor heard the shower’s water cut off. He grabbed Sarah a towel and draped it over the top of the shower for her to catch. “Thank you.” He slipped out of the bathroom silently and walked across the hall to enter Kara’s room.
Almost everything in the room stood a different variety of pink. Pink walls, cover, drapes, cabinets, even her ceiling fan was bright pink. Connor walked over to the dresser and opened the top drawer to find a shirt for Sarah to borrow. Who could have guessed it…every shirt had some kind of pink in it. He grabbed the least advertizing top and grabbed a pair of white shorts. And that was all as he left the room.
Connor knocked on the bathroom door. “Sarah, here are a change of clothes, but I don’t have any undergarments for you to wear. I’d never hear the end of it and I’m not suicidal.” She cracked the door and held her hand out, using the door as a shield to cover her nakedness.
“I think I can manage. Thank you, Connor.” She took the articles of clothing as Connor went to his room to change into fresh clothes himself. Soon he attired a black long sleeved shirt and blue jeans and put on his boots.
He walked into the living room and sat down to wait on the leather sofa.
Soon, Connor heard her open the bathroom door quietly and noticed her trying something. He let her think she got the drop on him by staying still and remaining oblivious. Suddenly her soft, bath warmed arms slowly and gently encircle his neck from behind and Sarah’s newly brushed and long wet hair fell over his shoulders as she leaned over him. “I hope that everything will turn out for the best.”
“It will. I will protect you forever.” For the very first time Sarah kissed the side of his neck, once and gently. His heart began stuttering like an old and rusted engine and i
t felt great. “She kissed me this time.”
“Thank you, Connor. I truly mean it.” He stood up and grabbed a plastic grocery bag so she could put her clothes from last night in it. They walked out the door together. Soon they entwined their fingers together as they walked across the street. Her hands seemed so small and delicate next to his, but they seemed to be a perfect fit for each other.
The old log house had a fresh coat of crimson red paint which made it look a little eerie. At the very least the wild grass had been mowed to show someone finally bought and lived on the property. Walking onto the entry way of their home Connor’s pulse quickened. He knocked on the newly painted front white door three times and waited.
He heard Jillian say in a chipper voice come from somewhere in the back of the house. “I’m coming, hold on you two!” Jillian opened the door quickly wearing a ruby red halter top and a very short beige skirt. She was a strikingly beautiful woman, but to him she seemed boring in the wake of Sarah’s natural beauty. She looked at Sarah and soon smirked, knowing that she had changed clothes and taken a shower before coming over. In a quiet voice she looked at Connor and said “You passed my test.”
“What test did I pass?” He asked, feeling a little bewildered.
“I know you two kept your promise last night, but Connor you are a constant surprise, even to me.” Jillian’s golden eyes glimmered as did her perfectly white teeth. She reminded him of Kara on a sugar high.
“Do tell.” He wondered what could surprise this ancient woman.
“In our laws you are given two tests. One from the mother and one from the father.” Her voice became a conversational level now.
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