Psionics Box Set 1-7

by Robyn, Amy

  “I have never done this.” She whispers.

  “Neither have I.” I reply. She looks shocked. Her eyes widen and her jaw drops.

  “But I.... I thought guys... Really?” I laugh. She is adorable.

  “I have never wanted to, before I met you. What happened to me when I was younger left scars.” She sits up.

  “Where?” She asks. I take her hand and put it on my head.

  “Here. I never thought I would want to be with anyone after what happened. You are healing me.” I softly kiss her lips.

  “You're healing me too.” She whispers against my lips.

  We start undressing each other, only breaking our kiss to pull shirts over our heads and then our lips are fused together again. She breaks the kiss and gulps for air. I trail my lips and tongue down her neck and bite her gently. She moans. She likes love bites. I take a mental note of that for future use.

  I kiss my way down until I reach her perfectly round perky breasts. I lick her nipple and she cries out, arching her back and thrusting her breasts into my face. I suck her nipple into my mouth. She grabs my head and pulls me in closer. I moan at the taste of her ripe berry. I suck it further into my mouth and flick my tongue across it, causing her to thrust her hips forward. She rubs her sopping wet pussy against my leg.

  I can feel her need for me. Both of our bodies start to tremble with need as I slide down, between her legs. I open her folds and look at her dewy pink flesh. Just remembering how she tastes has me close to coming. If I lick her now I will spill myself all over the bed and nowhere near where I want it to go.

  I push a finger inside of her. Her hips buck and she makes this sexy half moan, half sigh sound. Gods, could she be any more perfect. Her pussy is tight and so damn wet, I feel like howling. I thrust my finger into her until I feel her start to loosen a little. I add another and curl them like my brother Graham talked about. He said I would find a rubbery spot that makes a girl go crazy. Of course, at the time that he told me this I could have cared less. Now, seeing how Emma is reacting makes remembering it worthwhile. She makes a keening cry when I find the right spot.

  I cant take it anymore. I pull my fingers out and replace them with my dick. I rub the along her clit as I gather her moisture. Just doing this is better than I ever imagined. I look into her eyes as I start to push inside of her. She groans and her legs fall further apart. I pull them up and wrap them around my waist.

  I press my forehead to hers as I continue to push through her folds. I stop when I reach her barrier. I take her mouth before thrusting forward, capturing her cry in my mouth. I feel moisture on her face and I stop again.

  “Are you okay, baby?” I ask as I hold myself above her, not moving a muscle. She smiles up at me.

  “It just hurt a little. I am fine now.” I lean in and lick her tears away. Damn, even they taste good.

  I start pushing in again until I reach the end of her and I am fully sheathed inside her. I love the feel of her soft heat surrounding me. I know now that my life will never be the same. I will always crave this connection between us. I know why men crave this. I am glad though that I waited for this perfect woman.

  “How do you feel?” I ask as I wait for her to adjust to my invasion.

  “Good.... Please.” She squirms underneath me and I know she is ready. I pull back until only the tip remains and then thrust back in. We both cry out at the pleasurable feeling. Fuck, I am not going to last. I am about to tell her so when she bites into my chest right on top of my nipple. I throw my head back and shout as the tingling sensation travels up my spine and through my cock. My dick jerks as the first shot of cum shoots out of my tip.

  I thought it couldn't possibly get any better than when she would rub her pussy against my cock until I came. I was wrong. This is by far the most satisfying and intense feeling in my life. Each shot of cum has me moaning and jerking and I have no control over it. I would think this is when I would freak out, but never with her.

  She pulls my head down and kisses me as I continue to rub out my orgasm. Fuck, she didn't cum. I pull back and slide my hand between us until I find her little pleasure button and I pull it between my fingers and roll it. She cries out.

  I keep thrusting. I never went down. Thank goodness. I never knew men could have multiple orgasms. From everything that I have heard it was nearly impossible, yet here I am building up for another one. It has to be her. Her tight, hot grasp she has around my cock has my head spinning.

  She is panting and mewling and I can tell she is getting close. I speed up until I am pounding into her. I tug her clit some more and I feel her pussy's walls tighten around me. As if she wasn't tight already. Now, she is chocking my dick in her tight passage.

  Just when I think my poor cock can take no more. She loosens a tiny bit and then a spasm rolls through walls. It feels unbelievable. I shout her name as a shiver races through my body and I seize. My entire body bows into her as I cum so hard that I nearly lose consciousness. Every drop of me pours into her one splash at a time. I surrender all of me.

  She is whispering something. I lean in so I can hear what it is she is saying.

  “I love you. I love you.” She is repeating under her breath. Her eyes are closed and she is rocking her hips with mine. I have never seen anything more beautiful than she is right now. Her cheeks are flushed and her lips are slightly swollen from my kisses. When I have finished flooding her pussy, I slowly pull out and roll to my side. I pull her with me and kiss her until she finally opens her eyes.

  “How are you?” I ask her nervously. I really hope she liked it because I want to do that again and often.

  “Really good.” She smiles up at me and I melt. I don't know what I did in this life to deserve this woman, but I will always be thankful.

  “Let's go take a hot bath.” I pull her up and walk with her into the bathroom. I start the water in the tub and grab everything we need. I walk back over to where I left her standing. She is staring at my cock. I look down and see the blood on it from taking her virginity. I look up in time to see her blush.

  “Hey, we did nothing to be embarrassed about. You are my One and I am yours. We will be doing that a lot.” I pull her into my arms and kiss the top of her head.

  I climb into the bathtub and pull her in between my legs. I pick up the washcloth and begin to bathe her. I absolutely love taking care of her. Never before had I ever wanted to be responsible for anyone. I had felt responsible for Talon and look what happened to me. It made me not want to care about anything. All that did was leave me cold. I choose to embrace it now. For Emma. Anything for Emma.

  She winces when I clean between her legs. I gentle my touch. I rest my other hand on her belly. It is so soft. I run my fingers over it. Someday my child will grow here.

  “I hope I got you pregnant.” She sucks in a sharp breath and I realize I said that out loud. Crap.

  “Really?” Her voice a little high, letting me know she is starting to panic a little.

  “You know we are heading there. You're my One. We will get married and have many children together.” She hiccups and I feel a warm teardrops land on my arm. I kiss the top of her head. I really hope they are happy tears. I hate it when she cries. I would take another bullet instead of her tears.

  Chapter 10.

  I can't believe he just said that. The tears start running down my cheeks. I want all of those things with him too. All of the things I had given up on in my life, are now happening. I have found the perfect man to spend the rest of my life with.

  “I want those things too.” I quietly state. He lets out a relieved breath and I realize how much he worried about my answer. Not that he should have, but it lets me know how much he cared about my answer. I grin up at him.

  “How many kids do you want?” I watch him as he thinks it over.

  “Four or five”. He wants what?

  “Uh..no way. How about two?” He shakes his head.

  “Meet me in the middle with three.” He looks down at
me with so much hope. Jeez, he really wants a lot of kids.

  “How about we just see how we feel after each one and discuss it then.” I am hoping to change his mind about that many by then.

  “Deal.” He pulls my head back and stares into my eyes.

  “I never thought any of this would be possible for me after what happened to me. Now, I think it was meant to happen so that I could be prepared on how to care for you. I would have come at you like a bull on Viagra, like my brothers did their Ones, had I not survived what I had.” He looks so sincere. He really feels that way. I smile up at him.

  “Maybe it was the other way around and I went through what I had to help you.” I tell him. He laughs.

  “Either way. We both came into this needing the other and we will help each other to move forward. We are partners in every way.” Yes we are. I snuggle into him until the water starts to cool.

  As usual he gets out and helps me dry off before drying himself. I always come first to him. I never came first to anyone. Being with him has made me believe in love. I love him with every breath in me. I know he loves me just as much. He doesn't need to say the words. I see it in everything he does. Now I understand what Sam meant, when she said she wanted actions more than words.

  Forest pulls back the covers for me to climb in. I slide in between the sheets and sigh. The cool fabric feels good against my heated skin. I pull his head down and kiss him. He groans as my tongue slides against his. He pulls back before long, panting.

  “I can't have you again tonight. You will be too sore.” I pull him back down and he growls as he gives in and slides the covers back. He pulls my legs apart to slide between them when he freezes. He looks toward the window. I follow our link. He is communicating with Blue.

  What is it? I ask him.

  Someone has entered our property that Blue doesn't recognize. I am switching to an owl to see what he sees. I hold my breath. I am amazed at his abilities. Our bond is getting so strong that I can see what he is seeing now. We will have to practice using that in the future. Who knows when we might need it.

  The owl lands on the roof and looks out across the lawn at a man making his way to the back of the house. The owl moves closer as the perpetrator gets closer. That is when I recognize him.

  The monster. I say through the link. I can feel rage and hatred coursing through Forest's mind. I send him calming energy, but it does nothing to help take the rage away.

  Stay here. He says. I try to grab his arm and hold him to me. I don't want him to do anything stupid like getting shot again. He moves too fast for me. I almost cry out for him. I catch it before it slips out. I will not panic and help the enemy by yelling. I reach over on the bedside table and find Forest's phone. I remember him saying Talon lives across the street. I scroll down until I find his number.

  “What?” He answers. He must have been sleeping.

  “Talon, someone is trying to break in.” I whisper. I hope he can hear me.

  “Emma, where is Forest?” He sounds worried now.

  “I don't know. He told me to stay here. I tried to stop him.” I am shaking now.

  “I am on my way” He hangs up. I hold the phone against me. Maybe I should call someone else. I wouldn't know who to trust. After all it was the Chief of police that had bought me. Who knows who else is corrupt on that front. I better stick with those I know I can trust. I hope Talon is a help to Forest.

  I connect with Forest through the link and try to calm his rage. I can feel it as though it were my own. I send calming energy, but it's no use. He is pacing beside the monster, who is being held down by Blue, like a caged lion. Even Talon is having trouble calming him down. It is only when James, the police detective that I met when I was rescued, shows up that I am able to pull away. I breathe a sigh of relief. I know he will keep Forest from doing something he would later regret.

  It is only about twenty minutes, though it feels like a century. Forest yells up for me to come downstairs. I quickly throw on my bathrobe and run down the stairs. I wrap my arms around Forest and bury my face in his chest. His chest is rising and falling quickly with his agitation.

  “If anyone should get to kick the crap out of that guy it should be me.” I tell him. He pulls back and looks at me with his jaw dropped open.

  “What have you done with shy and quiet Emma?” He smiles. I shocked him out of his anger at least.

  “Well it's true. I would love to kick him at least once.” He pulls me over to the couch and sits me in his lap.

  “If I can arrange you to be in a room with him for a moment, you have to promise that I am there with you at all times. I don't trust this fucker at all.” I smile up at him as he says this. I know now how protective he is of me.

  “I promise to always have you with me.” He kisses my neck and then James and his girlfriend walk into the room. I look up at James and glare.

  “I want five minutes with that asshole.” I growl. I start picturing the things I would like to do to that man. None of it pleasant.

  “I can arrange that.” James says with a look like I have impressed him. Forest growls. I cup his cheek.

  “You will be with me. I promised you I would never confront any of them without you.” I kiss him softly until I feel him relax again.

  “I can arrange for you to have five minutes alone tomorrow. Just don't kill him or I have to explain it.” James says. He starts to leave when Forest stops him.

  “Just remember to spread those rumors wherever he ends up.” Forest says to James. I look over at Forest and lift my brow in question.

  “You got it.” James says as he and Hope walk back outside.

  “What are you talking about?” He shakes his head.

  “Nothing baby. I was just reminding him of a promise he made me.” He distracts me with a kiss that curls my toes. I moan when he pushes my robe off and sucks my nipple into his mouth. I always thought I would fear this kind of intimacy but I crave it with Forest. He is like water after being in the desert for far to long. I crave every orgasmic touch.

  I push his sweatpants down and guide his cock to my opening. I slowly slide down onto his long, thick rod. I am a little tender, yet the feel of him stretching me feels exquisite. I love that neither of us are experienced. It helps me feel comfortable in trying new things with him. We can discover them together.

  I start to rock my hips. Forest moans. I love the effect I have on him. I slide up his shaft and then fall down on it, impaling myself all over again. He drops his head back onto the back of the couch and groans as I increase the speed. I love how he feels moving inside of me. I rotate my hips to where I spiral at the bottom of ever stroke.

  I can tell he is close to losing his control. I want him to. I want to feel him wild and out of control. I take a breast into my hand and swipe my nipple across his lips. He growls and latches on. I continue to slide up and down his cock. His control snaps.

  He flips us around until my back is on the seat and my butt is to the edge. He is now kneeling between my legs. He throws my legs over his shoulders, grabs my hips and starts pounding his hard cock into me. I cry out at the feel of his engorged cock over my sensitive nerves. He is hitting spots in me that he wasn't able to in the other positions we had sex in. I like it like this a lot.

  My eyes nearly roll into the back of my head when he begins to tug on my clit. I keep hearing these weird high pitched sounds, and realize they are coming from me. His hips piston even faster and the couch is sliding across the floor with every thrust. It stops when it hits the wall and he keeps going until I feel the fluttering in my walls beginning. I am about to have another orgasm and it is going to be larger than any I have had thus far.

  I bear down and explode with his next thrust. I scream his name and thrash my hips as pulse after pulse of pleasure races through me. I think I died a small death and I could care less. I never want it to end.

  He shouts my name and I can feel his warm cum filling my passage and it sends me into another mini orgasm.
I meet every thrust until he stops and he falls over on me. I can feel the walls of my pussy still pulsing around him, as I breathe harshly in the still air. I know his weight should bother me, but it doesn't. Instead it is oddly comforting. I run my fingers through his soft black hair as our bodies cools and our heart rate returns to normal.

  “I think we need to get married soon.” He says as he lifts himself onto his elbows. He pauses and winks at me.

  “The rate we are going, you're going to get pregnant sooner than later.” I laugh as he puts his hand on my lower belly.

  “I hope he or she is in there now.” He smiles up at me. God, I love him so much.

  “Me too.” I whisper. I really do, although I am scared of how I will be as a mother. I didn't have the best examples of how to be a parent. He picks me up and carries me to our room. Finally we both climb in to bed and cuddle into each other and fall asleep.

  Chapter 11.

  I was having the most pleasant dream of my Emma dancing around the kitchen as she cooked for me. It is beautiful to see her see happy. I am enjoying the warmth of my bed and the smile of my One. I snuggle deeper into my pillow when it morphs. Suddenly Emma is singing the old country song I have as my dad's ring tone. It's the song he's loved since his childhood. I start laughing because she is just lip syncing and the man has a deep voice. She stops suddenly and I feel someone shaking me awake.

  “Forest, it's your dad.” I try to snuggle back down and pull her with me. She giggles and I open one eye to enjoy seeing her smile. She puts the phone to my ear.

  “Say hi to your dad.” She says with a giggle.

  “Hi my dad.” I say causing her to giggle again. I sigh at the beautiful sound.

  “I enjoy hearing her laugh also.” My dad says. I laugh too. I had forgotten he was on the phone.

  “Hey dad.” I finally say.

  “Hi son. I am sitting here with the McMahon family. They flew in last night to see their long lost daughter. Do you want us to come there or do you want to come here?” Oh shit. I look over at Emma and think about it. On one hand, I could take her there and if she feels uncomfortable we can leave. On the other hand, she feels more comfortable here. We could always ask them to leave if she has problems.