Psionics Box Set 1-7

by Robyn, Amy

  She kisses my neck and my cock hardens painfully, but I ignore it, as I have since I was a teenager. Her hands start to move along my body. I let her, without moving or pushing her away. It isn't as difficult as I thought it would be. I might even be able to make love to her some day, when she is ready. I never thought the day would come that I could stand this intimate of a touch.

  Everything is going great until her hand bumps into my erect penis. She flinches and I think she is going to pull away, but she does the completely unexpected. She grabs it and squeezes it. I moan. Her breathing accelerates along with mine. Fuck. I can't believe this is happening. I thought for sure it would be months to build up to this.

  She surprises me more when she slides her hand into my pants and begins to rub it up and down. I groan loudly and let my head fall back. Fuck. Should I stop her? We are in dangerous territory and I never want her to fear me.

  “You don't have to do this, baby. I meant what I said about not trying for more.” I let her know as I put my hand on top of hers, stopping her movement.

  “I want to. In the past when... It was him touching me... I didn't have a choice.” She pauses and clears her throat.

  “With you, I have a choice and I want to touch you.” Holy shit, I move my hand away and let her continue to slide her hand up and down my pole. Her other hand comes over and cups my balls. I try to hold back my orgasm. Really I do, but it feels so good. I have never been touched like this.

  I shout out as moisture shoots out of the tip and onto my stomach. I moan as she continues to pump out every bit of cream from my body. My hips jerk and my head thrashes. This has to be the best feeling in the world. I see why men are so obsessed with it now. Before, it was painful. Fuck. I push that thought away as she wrings out the last drop.

  I look over at her and see her looking at the cum coating my stomach. I can tell she is starting to have problems. I link with her and see that she is having problems with the smell of the semen. It is reminding her of that bastard.

  “Hey baby, stay with me. Don't think about that, okay.” She looks up at me and tears run down her cheek. I wipe them away.

  “I am going to clean up and then I am going to hold you. Okay?” I tell her as I stand and walk into the bathroom. I get a washcloth and wash the cum off of me and rinse it well and add a little of the flowery bath soap to it. I take it out and wash her hands with it and then throw it in the hamper. I change my pajama bottoms and I crawl back in. I pull her into my arms again and this time in a spooning position.

  “I don't want you to feel ashamed or bothered by what just happened. We are meant to be together. You can do anything you want to me. Don't let the bad guys into our bedroom. In here, it's just us.” She kisses my arm before she answers.

  “I had never done that before. It made me feel tingly all over.” I follow the link so that I can feel what she feels. She is aroused. Damn it. What can I do to help her. I don't want her to be scared of me or remind her of the bad times.

  “You're aroused, baby.” She rubs her legs together to ease her ache. How do I do this? I am so scared of hurting her that my hands are shaking when I cup her breast.

  “I am going to touch you, to help you to cum. If you want me to?” I ask.

  “Please touch me. Just please, do it softly.” I find her nipple through the thin fabric of her shirt and I run my thumb across it. It hardens into a point. I want so badly to taste her there, but that will have to wait. We will work up to that someday.

  She moans and presses herself more firmly into my hand. She takes my other hand and slides it down her body, until I am cupping her pussy through her clothes. I press in and she starts moving her hips. It is sexy as fuck.

  I have never even touched a pussy and have no idea what I am doing. It seems I don't need to know, her body is taking over. Her hips jerk and she starts a keening cry with every movement. I think she is getting close. She moves faster and her cries are louder.

  “That's it baby. Cum for me. Let me hear you.” She bucks her hips twice more and then shouts my name. She trembles and moans as she rotates her hips. That has to be the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I will forever remember this night of firsts.

  When she is still again, I push the hair away from her face and kiss her. I kiss her as I wanted to ever since I woke healed with her beside me. I take her lips softly at first, until she opens her lips and my tongue slides in. I lose myself in her sweetness. I explore her mouth with my tongue and then come back for her tongue. I want more, so I suck her tongue into my mouth. She moans and my cock is hard as a rock again. I don't care.

  I kiss her over and over. It could have been minutes or hours. Who knows? I just keep on going until she pulls away.

  “I love kissing you.” She says. Hell yeah. I love it too. I go back in and kiss her again. I don't want to stop ever, but I can feel her getting tired. I pull back and peck her one more time on the lips.

  “God woman, I love kissing you too.” I do. I could gladly spend the rest of my life kissing this woman. My woman. Tonight is full of firsts for both of. I have kissed a girl before, but not open mouthed and it was before that horrible summer. Fuck no, that memory doesn't belong here.

  I have never allowed myself to enjoy an erection. Usually I would wake with one and I would quickly jump in the shower and ignore it as if it weren't there. It would go down on it's own and I would be fine again. I always felt shame when it happened. I didn't tonight. Tonight I allowed myself to feel the pleasure and it was the most pleasurable things I have ever felt. I will not allow the shame in anymore. It doesn't belong between us.

  I smile into her hair as I kiss the top of her head. Her breathing has changed and I can tell she is sleeping. I want to feel bad that I kept her up, but I can't. I enjoyed what we just shared. I will remember this night for the rest of my life as a new beginning. A precious gift given to me and I will cherish always.

  Chapter 8.

  I wake in a warm cocoon of muscle and arms. I rub my nose across his chest and breathe in his masculine scent. I don't remember anything feeling this good. I am warm and in the arms of a man I know I am falling in love with. I know it is fast to feel that way, but it feels so natural. I know I am meant to be with this man.

  I kiss his chest a couple of times and then move up and kiss his chin. He moans and shifts and I am now laying on top of him and his erection is sandwiched between us. He rubs it into me and moans. He is still sound asleep. He probably doesn't even know what he is doing.

  “Emma.” He whispers in his sleep. I giggle. At least he has my name on his lips. I laugh harder until he opens his eyes.

  “What's so funny?” He asks.

  “You.” I say with a wiggle against his hard penis. He moans and then stiffens.

  “I am sorry baby.” He apologizes. I almost laugh again, when he tries to move me off of him and it rubs him right into my pussy. I moan instead. Before I know it we are rubbing against each other. The friction is exquisite. I grind down on him until I am panting and needing the release like I found last night.

  He pulls my head back and looks into my eyes as he jerks and shouts my name. I feel his moisture through his pajama bottoms and it sends me over the edge. I scream as the most intense pleasure takes over my body. I am up in the clouds looks down at two people who are crazy about each other and this is how they express it. It isn't scary or ugly. It is beautiful.

  “Are you okay?” He asks still a bit out of breath.

  “I am perfect.” He was right last night. All of the negative things that have happened in both of our lives don't belong in this bedroom. Our bedroom? I know he said it last night. I hope he still feels that way because I certainly do. A noise intrudes our happy moment. I hear Blue whining at the door.

  “He needs to use the bathroom.” Oh my poor guy.

  “I am surprised it isn't about the noises he heard us making.” I blush. He laughs.

  “I hope to make you scream like that often.” He says with a smile.
Wow. His smile is beautiful. It's too bad he doesn't smile more. I am hoping that I can get him to do it more often. I smile back as I sit up. The front of my shorts are wet and so are his pants. He looks down at the mess and winces. It doesn't bother me. Even the scent this time doesn't bother me.

  “Come on beautiful lets go shower. I promise to be a gentleman and just clean you.” He puts his hands up. I am not worried. I trust him and I have never been able to trust before. Even with my friends I have kept my shield up with. What is it about this man that I would blindly follow? I have no idea. I just know I am in it. I will follow to the conclusion, whatever that might be.

  Chapter 9.

  We spent a few days following the same schedule. We are getting more and more comfortable with one another. She is like a dream come true. We have talked about animals and for the first time I have someone to talk to that understands what I am saying. She knows her animals. All of them. I am so proud that she is my One.

  She even told me about what happened to her as a child. If her supposed father were still alive I would be putting him in his grave. He had the gall to try and make her his mistress since he fed and clothed her for so many years. He told her she owed it to him. The day she set him on fire, he tried to rape her and came awfully close. I told her that she did what any kid would have done. That she just had a built in weapon. I think she is finally seeing it that way, instead of blaming herself.

  She is starting to gain confidence in herself and in me as her partner. We still have not had sex, but every night and morning we explore each others body. I am learning what she likes and dislikes. I am enjoying every moment of her in my arms. I can't stop this feeling that someone or something is going to take her away from me. I know it is irrational, yet I can't seem to stop it.

  Today, I am training Blue. He needs to help in protecting Emma. Emma is watching us with a smile and Shelby in her lap. Shelby is growing on me. Her indifference and grumpiness is pretty cute. She loves Emma and that makes her alright in my book. I am leading Blue around the property I have some animal friends helping me by hiding in different places in the yard. I am testing him to see if he picks them out.

  He barks once and takes off for the side of the house. I follow him as he runs over to the squirrel I asked to help. Blue stops in front of it and barks. Most dogs would attack, but I have been training Blue to hold them and not attack. He lifts his big paw and presses down on the squirrel. I wince. I hope he didn't hurt the little guy.

  “Good boy!” I praise Blue and have him lift his paw. Thankfully our little friend is alright. He throws a pine nut at Blue for his mistreatment. I laugh when the squirrel turns his back on us, lifts his tail indignantly and takes off for the trees. I send him a thank you. I am lucky, I get to see the fun side of animals. People think they have limited intelligence and with some animals they are correct. Most have more intelligence then the idiot humans, who run around with guns wanting something to kill.

  I am not against hunting. I am against hunters who only hunt to enjoy the kill. To me it is one step away from being a serial killer. These animals are my friends and they already have short lives and live in dangerous environments, having to deal with the natural predators. Men being out there with guns only adds to their small survival rate.

  I'm no vegetarian. I like to eat meat. I understand the need to hunt but some hunters are a thorn in my side. I have met some good ones that respect the kill and use as much of the animal as they can. Then you have the trophy hunters. All they care about is getting the biggest rack. They do not respect the animal in life and even less in death. Those are the ones I can't stand. It should never have been made a sport. It should be about necessity.

  Blue does very well, he finds every creature I had hiding. Now its time to do it with people. I send a text to Talon as I take Blue around to the side of the house. I rub his head and let him know how proud I am of the job he is doing. I get a text back from Talon. He is letting me know he is in position.

  “Search.” I say to Blue and immediately he puts his nose down and starts running in the direction that I know Talon is in. I am so proud of Blue. He is learning so quickly. I follow him over as he pushes Talon over and sits on him. Talon huffs loudly as solid weight lands on his stomach.

  “Ugh, will you get him off of me?” Talon shouts. I double over laughing. I can't help it. Talon is such a massive man and here he is trapped under the massive weight of a Great Dane.

  “Come here Blue.” I call him over. He hops off of Talon and comes over to get his reward which is a rub down. I don't believe in using food as a reward. It teaches them that food is a prize to be won. Those dogs will end up getting in trash and also expect treats from the table. It also causes obesity in most dogs.

  “Good boy.” I tell him as rub his head and back. Talon stands up and comes over to us.

  “He found me quickly.” Talon pats his back and rubs his ears with me. I smile over at him and he pulls me into a hug.

  “It is so good to see you smile again.” He squeezes me for a moment before releasing me again.

  “You know you can talk to me.” He says.

  “I know.” I lose my smile when I see the serious look come over his face. Shit. I do not want to have this conversation with him. I feel warmth come through my link from Emma. She must have felt my distress. Normally I would walk away from Talon at this point but I know Talon deserves to know that I do not blame him for what happened.

  “It wasn't your fault, Talon.” I grip his shoulder until he looks me in the eye.

  “That man was a monster and he was looking for any excuse to get me in the solitary cabin.” I need him to quit blaming himself.

  “I talked back to him.” He says as he looks away.

  “My bunk mate stole food from the cafeteria once and went to solitary. He wasn't the same after it happened. I was already poking into things and he knew I was looking. He was just waiting for a reason to take me. You did nothing wrong. You were a kid for gods sake.” I tell him.

  “Did he.... were you hurt badly?” He asked me. Still not meeting my eyes.

  “Yes, he did. He was a sick man and he didn't survive the summer.” I made sure of that. I am not proud that I was a killer at the age of fourteen, but the man needed to die. He would have molested and raped another child. I could not live with that.

  “I knew the bear attack wasn't accidental.” He shakes his head.

  “I couldn't let him do that to anyone ever again.” I hear a branch snap and see Emma walking over to me. Blue runs over to her with a little yip to get attention. She rubs his ears as she continues to walk to me. She knew I was upset and needed to be here with me. Gods, I love her.

  She stops beside me and I wrap my arms around her. I breath in her honeysuckle scent and feel myself calm. She is my balm. I wouldn't have been able to have had the discussion I just did with Talon had it not been for her. She is my everything.

  I knew it would be intense when I found my One, but I had no idea. This gives intensity a whole new name. She leans her head back on my shoulder and looks up at Talon. Talon is smiling down at her. I can tell he is already fond of her. I am thankful. I need these two to get along more than any others. Talon is not just my brother. He is my best friend.

  “Hey Talon. I am making my homemade pizza tonight. Would you care to join us?” She says in her soft musical voice.

  “I would love to.” He smiles down at her again and puts his hand out to her. She takes it without hesitation. I nearly sigh in relief. Talon eyes widen and he smiles even bigger. He understands the significance in what just transpired. She gave him her trust. She may sense how much he means to me. I do not know. I just know she has made mine and Talon's day.

  We go back into the house and Talon and I turn on the game while she starts cooking. I love that she is in my kitchen cooking for me. I know it's a neanderthal thing to think. I can't help it. It is extremely sexy.

  I smile as I remember this morning. She let me lick her pus
sy for the first time. I am addicted now to her taste. I licked her until she creamed in my mouth and then she stroked me to completion. She never looked away from me the entire time. She is getting used to her man. I am hoping that soon she will let me stick it in her. Shit. Think of something else. My cock is hard now.

  “Okay guys dinner is ready. Do you want to eat in here or at the table.” She asks. I look over at her in my apron and I smile at how adorable she looks in it. Talon jumps up like a scolded cat.

  “To have anything as incredible as you have made, needs the honor of a table.” I roll my eyes.

  “Kiss ass.” I say out of the corner of my mouth.

  “Hell yeah.” He says with zero embarrassment. I laugh as we sit down to eat.

  The meal is wonderful. My One can cook. I smile over at her as she takes her last bite. Talon is on his eighth slice and still going. I shake my head. She actually thought we would have leftovers. She has never seen Talon eat, obviously. The man is massive so I am sure he requires much more fuel, so to speak, than the rest of us do.

  We all go back into the living room and enjoyed the rest of the game. My woman knows her football. I like that a lot. She yawns big and drops her head onto my shoulder. Talon jumps up.

  “Well, I'm heading home. Thank you for dinner, Emma. It was the best pizza I have ever had.” He takes her hand and kisses the knuckles making her giggle. I love the sound too much to get mad at Talon for flirting. We stand and walk him to the door. I give him a slap on the back before he steps out of the door. I really enjoyed spending the evening with my two favorite people. We shut the door and I wrap my arms around her. I pull her back into me.

  “I want you.” I whisper in her ear as I rub my erection into the soft cheeks of her ass. Her breathing speeds up and she presses back into me. I moan.

  “I am ready.” She says. I lift her into my arms and race up the stairs. I make it to our room and toss her onto the bed. She giggles as she bounces. I throw myself onto the bed beside her and wrap my arms around her.