Lynxar Series: Books 1-6 (6-Book Bundle)

by Hart, Melissa F.

  Suddenly, General Kriptoff began to rip the support beams out of the walls of the Mayor’s house and the Mafia King did the same. The walls began to cave under the weight of the roof and Lynxar realized he didn’t have time to save both Rachel and Lynxiennia before they would be crushed by the collapsing house. He would have to choose between protecting his wife and saving his child!

  Bryan looked at Vicky and Lynxonna looked at Mike; each of them torn between saving the one they loved and going after the evil super villains who were tearing down the house around them.

  Bryan suddenly had an idea of what they could do. He didn’t have the mind powers that Lynxar and Lynxonna had, but he knew that they would both be able to read his thoughts and sent them an urgent message.

  Lynxar saw the wisdom of his plan and nodded his silent agreement. Lynxonna did, too.

  Instantly, Bryan Hillman activated his ability to become invisible, turning himself into the Ghost. Using his superior speed and strength, he charged at General Kriptoff, knocking him to the ground. Then the Ghost picked him up, and swung him like a bat, hitting the Mafia King right in his enormous stomach. It knocked the air out of the large man, and he doubled over in pain, trying to catch his breath.

  The moment the Ghost attacked the super villains, Lynxar and Lynxonna ran to opposite sides of the house their superior speed and used their strength to hold up the collapsing walls of the house. The roof creaked and strained above them, but it was temporarily stopped from falling on top of everyone and crushing them to death. It was easy to see, however, that it wouldn’t hold up for very much longer. Even with Lynxar and Lynxonna lifting it up from both ends, the roof was still cracking down the middle and would soon crumble around them.

  “Let’s get out of here!” Vicky cried out. Rachel grabbed her child and ran for the door. Mike was right behind them, but they weren’t fast enough.

  General Kriptoff rose up from the ground next to the gasping Mafia King and saw his victims fleeing for the door. Within the blink of an eye, he ran with his superior speed and stood in front of the door, blocking their escape. With lightening quick reflexes, he snatched little Lynxiennia from her mother’s arms, and ran to the other side of the house with her. Rachel screamed in terror as Mike and Vicky watched helplessly.

  “At last, revenge is mine!” General Kriptoff laughed evilly. He looked straight at Lynxar, who was holding up the north wall of the house, and could not move or else it would collapse on them all. Kriptoff said to him “First I will kill your child, then I will kill your wife, and finally, I will kill you.”

  “NO!” Lynxar and Rachel both cried out together, horrified for the safety of their only child. They were forced to listen as Kriptoff enjoyed listing all the different ways he could murder the baby, delighting in trying to choose the most painful way to do it.

  Kriptoff was so wrapped up in his plot for revenge; he forgot that the Ghost was still invisible and hidden somewhere in the room. With very careful steps, so as not to alert anyone to his presence, the Ghost found the PTR that Kriptoff had dropped when he had first knocked him to the ground. Pointing the device straight at Kriptoff, the Ghost pushed the button and fired.

  Kriptoff cried out in surprise and pain as the PTR removed the super-powers that he had stolen from others and stored them within the device. As his muscles spasmed, Kriptoff dropped the precious toddler he had been holding. Lynxar, seeing his child fall, used his incredible speed to rush across the room, catching her in his arms a fraction of a second before she hit the floor. The roof of the house instantly began to fall on that side and everyone screamed in fright.

  With the speed of light, the Ghost dropped the PTR and rushed to take Lynxar’s place, holding up the north wall of the house.

  Lynxiennia wailed loudly, frightened by the fall and all the activity around her. Rachel cried just as loudly, only hers were tears of relief that her husband had saved their child. She ran up to him, took Lynxiennia from his arms, and hugged her tightly. The scared and confused toddler was comforted by the familiar feel of her mother’s cheek against her own, and quieted. Lynxar wrapped his arms around them both and gave them a grateful hug.

  “You’ve stolen my powers!” General Kriptoff shouted angrily at Ghost, wishing he could see his new enemy, who had used his own device against him to rob him of his strength and speed.

  Lynxar grabbed Kriptoff with both of his hands, lifted him into the air, and said, “They were never your powers to begin with. You’re going back to prison where you belong.”

  Just then, the Mafia King strode forward and picked up the PTR that Ghost had dropped when he rushed to hold up the wall. He said, “Actually, all of your powers should belong to me.”

  The Mafia King suddenly aimed the device at Lynxar and pushed the button. Lynxar cried out as his powers were drained from his body and transferred into the device. He dropped Kriptoff as he doubled over in pain. When the beam finally ended, he was completely drained of all his powers. Kriptoff took advantage of the fact and swung at Lynxar with his fist.

  “I will have my revenge!” Kriptoff shouted, landing a firm punch against Lynxar’s jaw.

  “Even without my powers, I can still send a villain like you to prison!” Lynxar insisted, flipping Kriptoff over his shoulder to land hard against the ground. With his opponent on the floor, Lynxar jumped on top of him and quickly handcuffed him into police restraints. Lynxar said to Kriptoff,“Your evil plan has been cancelled; good has triumphed.”

  Kriptoff shouted out to the Mafia King “Help me!”

  The Mafia King looked down at his former ally, however, and simply shook his head. In his deep, grumbling voice, he said, “I don’t care about your pathetic need for revenge. I have what I wanted from you. Now, I will finish getting what I want from them.”

  The Mafia King aimed the PTR at Lynxonna, who was still holding up her end of the wall and fired at her, sapping her of all her powers just as he had done to Lynxar. She screamed and doubled over with pain.

  “No! I can’t hold this roof up by myself!” the Ghost shouted out, from where he stood holding up the other end of the wall. “We’ll all be crushed!”

  Hearing his voice was all the Mafia King needed to learn the exact position of the invisible Ghost. With his new superior speed, he turned the PTR on the Ghost and fired.

  The Ghost cried out in agony and crumpled to the ground. He lost the ability to be invisible, and everyone could see him as he winced and writhed on the floor. The roof of the house creaked loudly as it cracked and broke and began to crumble around them.

  “Stop it! You’re killing him!” Vicky cried out, flinging herself against the Mafia King and pummeling him with her fists.

  The huge man hardly felt it and simply chuckled as he pushed her to the ground. “That’s the idea,” he said cruelly. “When I have finished taking all his powers, I was going to kill all of you, but now I think I’ll just let this house do it for me. Now, I’m the only one with the speed to escape before the roof collapses and crushes you all. So long!”

  Vicky realized that the Mafia King was right. Bryan Hillman was no longer the Ghost, and she cradled his head in her arms. He wasn’t dead yet, but his breathing was so shallow it was just a matter of time before he succumbed to the attack, just as Fremingina had.

  The house rumbled and shook all around them as the walls and roof began to fall. Mike, Rachel, and Vicky could try to run to safety, but there was no way their spouses would be able to escape in their weakened condition.

  “If we can’t all escape together, then we’ll all die together,” Vicky said, unwilling to leave her husband’s side. Rachel and Mike nodded in agreement, feeling the same love for their spouses. None of them were willing to leave their partners to die.

  No sooner had Vicky said the words that everyone had been feeling, than Bryan leaped up from where he’d been lying in her arms. He scooped her up and held her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, smiled and said, “Then we’ll all just have to escap
e together.”

  With incredible speed and strength, Bryan ran through the house, picking up Lynxar, Lynxonna, and their baby Lynxiennia in one arm, and holding Vicky, Rachel, Mike, and Kriptoff in the other. He carried them all outside and set them safely on the ground in less time than it took for any of them to blink.

  “What? How?” Vicky stammered, staring at her husband in disbelief. When her words finally returned to her, she said, “I thought the Mafia King had stolen all your powers and nearly killed you. How were able to save us all like that?”

  Bryan laughed merrily as everyone stared at him in surprise. He smiled and said, “The Mafia King stole the powers from Lynxar and Lynxonna, but when he pointed the power transfer ray at me, he must have accidentally flipped the switch from take to give, because he transferred all the powers from the device into me. I now feel more powerful than four superheroes combined.”

  “That’s because you are!” Lynxar said, his voice full of admiration and gratitude, instead of jealousy. Having his family nearly killed had given him the proper perspective of what was truly important in life. He didn’t want to waste another second being jealous, especially of a man who had the heart and courage to save them all the way he had done.

  “My house!” Mike McIntyre cried out pitifully, hugging Lynxonna to him as they watched the walls and ceiling finally give way. Within a matter of moments, their home had crumbled into nothing but a cloud of dust and debris.

  Kriptoff lay at Lynxar’s feet, still bound by the police restraints. He glared and said, “At least the Mafia King escaped. He’ll soon notice that the PTR is empty of any powers and when he does he’ll come looking for all of you. The Ghost may have the powers of four superheroes combined, but he has left the rest of you completely powerless. When the Mafia King finds Lynxar, he’ll kill him for me, and my revenge will still be complete.”

  “He’s right!” Bryan said, looking fearfully at all his friends. “You all must stay with me in my mansion where I can protect you until I can find a way to stop the Mafia King.”

  “No,” Vicky said. “The mansion is too obvious. He’ll look for us there first. I have a better idea of where we can go.”

  Chapter Four

  “I must admit, I didn’t want to like your friends Bryan and Vicky at first,” Lynxar said to his wife Rachel, “but they certainly have the best ideas, and coming here was one of them.”

  He and Rachel had just finished walking on the beach along the crystal blue water of the lake and returned to their bedroom for an afternoon “nap” that both of them knew wouldn’t result in much sleep.

  “It sure was, and I have another good idea about what we can do here,” Rachel said, smiling at her husband. She ran her fingers through the thick waves of Lynxar’s purple hair. Then she let her hands trail down his neck all the way to his chest, where she caressed his muscular torso with a sensual smile.

  Lynxar said, “I think I’m going to like this idea best of all.”

  He kissed her passionately, letting their tongues intertwine, then took her firm breasts into his hands and squeezed them tenderly. Rachel quickly stripped off her blouse and removed her bra to give him easy access to them, and Lynxar hungrily took her nipples into his mouth, suckling first one and then the other while she moaned beneath his lips.

  Lynxar had never made love to his wife without the benefit of his powers before. The sensation was both new and excitingly mysterious. He was used to knowing what she was thinking just by reading her mind, and feeling her body with the powers of his telekinetic abilities.

  He found that without that ability he had to rely on other methods to know if he was giving her pleasure. It caused him to concentrate on her body all the more.

  He pulled off her skirt and panties, and began kissing the delicate folds of her sex. He said to her, “Tell me when it feels just right.”

  He worked his tongue in a variety of ways, trying to find the technique that pleased her the most. A loud, sudden gasp from her let him know he had hit the right spot. It filled him with pride to know that he could make her feel good without the benefit of reading her mind, and that he could bring her orgasm by simply paying attention to her body and devoting himself to her.

  As the waves of her climax shook through her, Rachel reached down and stroked his manhood, bringing him to full readiness. She moaned, “I want you inside me, now.”

  “Be careful,” Lynxar warned. “My powers are gone and I won’t be able to regenerate. Once I climax, I’ll be done for a while.”

  Rachel pushed him down and straddled his waist, plunging him deep inside her wet and ready folds. “Then we’ll just have to teach you how to delay your climax.”

  Rachel moved slowly on top of Lynxar, bringing him to the brink of climax, and then withdrew from him, allowing him time to calm down. Then she straddled him again, thrusting wildling on top of him, bringing him just to brink again, and then stopping just short of his orgasm.

  “You’re driving me wild!” Lynxar moaned, delirious with the pleasure she was giving him by keeping him just on the brink of climax and not letting him topple over the edge.

  “You’re driving me crazy, too!” Rachel panted. She rolled over so she was lying on her back with him on top of her. She scratched his back sensuously with her long fingernails and said, “Let yourself go now; I want to feel you climax inside me!”

  Lynxar thrust with wild abandon. With his super strength gone, he didn’t have to restrain himself for fear of hurting her. It was an incredible sensation to be free to make love to her with all the passion he felt inside. Rachel liked this new liberated side of him as well, and was quickly brought to orgasm by his passion. Lynxar’s moans of pleasure blended with hers, as they climaxed together, then collapsed into a heap together.

  “I would have given up my powers long ago if I’d know our love-making could be like that!” Lynxar said, half-joking and half-serious.

  On the complete other end of the secret hideaway, in their own private room, Lynxonna and Mike were discovering the same thing was true for them, too.

  “It’s hard to describe how amazing it is to make love to you without my mind powers,” Lynxonna said to Mike as they lay on their bed together, cuddling.

  “I think I understand.” Mike said. “It must be like making love blindfolded. It increases your awareness of the sensation of touch when you can’t see what’s going to happen next. It makes sex even more powerful and exciting.”

  Lynxonna nodded in agreement. She did feel like her other senses were stronger and that their love-making had become even stronger since she lost her powers; but something else he had said had her instantly intrigued.

  “Is that true?” she asked him, sitting up in bed, excitedly.

  “Well, you’re the one who lost your superpowers; you tell me,” Mike said, confused by her question.

  Lynxonna laughed a beautiful sound that Mike loved to hear and brushed her long lavender hair out of her face with her hand. She said, “No, I mean is it true that being blindfolded makes sex even more powerful?”

  “Well, I am the Mayor. Why don’t we take a poll and find out?” Mike said with a grin. He picked up a silk scarf that had been sitting on the nightstand by the bed and tied it over Lynxonna’s eyes, plunging her into darkness and making her unable to see.

  “How does that feel?” he asked her, wanting to make sure it wasn’t too tight and she was comfortable.

  “Fine, but I’m a little nervous, too,” Lynxonna confessed.

  “Let me help you lay back on your pillow,” Mike said soothingly. Lynxonna felt Mike’s hands behind her head and let him guide her to lie down in the middle of the bed.

  Suddenly, she felt the sensation of his lips on her fingertips, as he sensuously licked and kissed each of her fingers, one by one. Lynxonna giggled under the delightful sensation. Then, suddenly he stopped and she was left in the darkness, wondering what he would do next.

  She got her answer when she suddenly felt his lips on her nec
k, nibbling her ear, and then kissing the hollow of her throat. She craned her neck to give him better access, when suddenly, he stopped again. Once more, she was left in the darkness, desperately wondering what would happen next. It was thrilling and made every nerve in her body tingle with anticipation and desire.

  She gasped with surprise and pleasure as she suddenly felt his lips on her stomach. Would he kiss his way up to her breasts or down to her sex between her thighs? Not being able to see him, she had no way of guessing. To her utter delight, he went both ways; using his right hand to cup her breasts and fondle her nipples, and using his left hand to caress the delicate folds of her sex and make love to her there.

  “I want you inside me!” she cried out, her entire body writhing with desire. Mike stopped touching her and Lynxonna waited eagerly for him to fulfill her wish, but long moments passed and nothing happened. She reached out with her mind, but then remembered that her powers were gone. Every inch of her was tingling with anticipation and lust. She didn’t think she had ever wanted him so badly in her entire life.

  Suddenly, she felt the warmth of his body lying on top of her, and she spread her limbs wide, welcoming him inside her. He filled her perfectly, and she moved her hips to match his rhythm, stroke for stroke. Her orgasm came quickly and with intensity she had never felt before. Mike was right, being blindfolded did make her more aware of the sensation of touch, and made sex even more powerful than she would have thought possible.

  She cried out loudly as she orgasmed beneath him, causing him to climax with her. When at last they were finished, he removed the blindfold from her eyes and she looked up into his smiling face.

  “I believe the poll results have come back positive, Mr. Mayor,” she teased.

  “Good, because I’ll want to take another poll just as soon as I get my strength back up,” Mike joked back.

  Lynxonna said, “Sounds good, but we shouldn’t take the same poll every time; we should keep gaining new research polls.”

  “I like the sound of that; but what poll should we take next?” Mike asked eagerly.