Soul Seers Complete Set

by Rene Folsom

  “Fuck, Ella. You’re driving me crazy,” I growled as I watched her smile up at me and tease me some more with her tongue.

  Knowing I would finish all too quickly and remembering she was still on her knees, I quickly sat up and rescued her from the hardwood floor. Guiding her to stand, I was rewarded with the view of her beautiful body. Her full breasts were at a perfect height for my intentions.

  Wrapping one arm around her waist, I used my other hand to cup her and quickly inhaled her soft nipple into my mouth. The moan that escaped from her lips told me just how pleased she was with my assault.

  Ella’s fingers tugged at my hair as she pushed her chest further into my touch. Pulling away to switch to her other nipple, she gasped, “Don’t stop.”

  I just shook my head as I licked and laved at her sensitive bud and thought, Never, love.

  Moments later, Ella pulled at the back of my head enough to force me to look up at her.

  “Make love to me, Jonah,” she whispered as she placed a light peck on my lips.

  Pulling her even closer to me, I smiled and said, “That’s the plan.”

  Gracefully, she backed out of my hold, hooked her thumbs into the fabric of her panties, and brought them down her legs to pool at her feet. Before she had the chance to climb on top of me, I flipped her over and playfully laid her down in the center of the bed.

  Climbing over her, I settled between the juncture of her thighs. I gently cupped her cheek with my hand and looked into her eyes as I said, “I’ve dreamed of being with you for so long, Ella. Now that you’re actually here with me, I’m finding it a little hard to believe.”

  “I’m here,” she whispered as she touched my hand and pressed it against her cheek.

  “It’s going to be difficult to take it nice and slow, but I want to savor every minute of you and how you will feel wrapped around me.” I actually wanted my words to be more seductive than they sounded. The fact was, I wanted to be inside her—now.

  “Oh, yes, Jonah. Inside me. Now,” she nearly growled as we both lost all patience and control.

  “A little impatient, are we?”

  Oh, you’re such an infuriating tease, Ella projected.

  She thrust her hips and grinded against me before saying, “I need you, Jonah. Please.”

  I let out a low chuckle as I shifted up and backed away to find a condom.

  “What? Where are you going?” she questioned, nearly leaping out of her skin at the feel of my withdrawal.

  “Shhh. It’s ok, Ella. I just… damn. I don’t think I have any condoms,” I said with disappointment. “I wasn’t planning this, so I didn’t take time to go get any.”

  “I’m on birth control. So, don’t worry about that,” Ella stated matter-of-factly.

  “Are you sure?”

  “I’ve never been more sure of anything. Make love to me, Jonah. I’m begging!” she pleaded as she pulled me down for a soulful kiss.

  “Okay, Ella. I don’t want to hurt you. Wrap your legs around me and relax—look into my eyes.” She did just what I said.

  I lost all connections with earth as I buried myself inside her.

  Chapter Eight

  “Oh!” she gasped as I slipped inside, filling and stretching her—I worried I was hurting her.

  “Shit. You’re so tight. You okay?” I asked with clenched teeth. I paused for a moment only halfway inside, relishing the feel of her wrapped intimately around me. Taking a few deep breaths, I tried desperately to control myself.

  “Yes, God, you feel so good, Jonah. Move, please. Move inside me,” Ella begged.

  I eased back with exquisite care. Closing my eyes, I paused, then gradually thrust into her again, filling her just a little more than before.

  “You okay?”

  “Yes,” she whimpered as she stared me with those beautiful, star-filled eyes.

  This time, I didn’t take my eyes off her as I pulled back out almost completely and plunged forward again. She cried out in pure pleasure as I stilled, enveloped in her warmth.

  I pressed further inside her, causing a strangled moan to escape her throat.

  My tantalizing rhythm was slow and methodical. I shifted and moved my hips but didn’t want to be in a hurry. I wanted to savor every moment inside her. With each thrust, I sank deeper and deeper until I was inside her to the hilt.

  My forearms were pressed into the bed on either side of her head. I snaked my hands behind her neck, bracing her and cradling her in my arms. Her hands grazed my back as her nails dug into my skin. My hips flexed and rolled against her as my rhythm increased—persistent and merciless.

  She spread her legs wider, arching upward and effectively giving me better access.

  She was staring at me intently, as if she thought I was the most desirable man in the world. I leaned down, framing her face in my hands, and kissed her lovingly.

  “You are finally mine, Ella,” I said as a staccato between thrusts.

  “Yes,” she affirmed with a moan as I began slamming into her with full force. Sounds of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room.

  Not breaking my rhythm, I sat up on my knees and lifted her ass up slightly. Bringing her legs up to rest on my shoulders and holding her hips, I continued to slam home—this new position hitting just the right spot to cause her body to convulse uncontrollably.

  My possession obviously took her by surprise. I could feel her start to tremble as her climax was closing in on her. The thought of coming inside her made me nearly lose control. I knew with only a few more thrusts, I was going to be done with.

  I slowed my pace and took several deep breaths, determined to make this all about her. My jaw tensed as I looked into her eyes, which were infernos burning me up with her gaze.

  “Oh, God, Jonah. Keep going. Harder,” she panted.

  “Fuck, yeah.” I said between thrusts, picking up the pace just as she requested.

  Her smile of satisfaction was glorious. Throwing my head back, I slammed my hips into her hard with relentless drives. I lifted until I was almost completely withdrawn from her and then slammed back inside, sending shockwaves through my body with just the sight of her face enjoying my every move.

  I came back down, positioning my elbows above her shoulders again, and increased my pace until I was pounding against her, hard and fast.

  “Yes, Jonah. Ahh…”

  Her mouth opened again, but I muffled her scream with my lips pressed to hers in a passionate kiss. Her entire body bowed, writhed, and I felt her come completely apart beneath me. Just the sound and feel of her coming did me in.

  “Oh—” my groan splintered the air with pure pleasure just as my own world shattered into a million pieces. Spasm upon spasm rippled through my body.

  I slowed and took a more tender pace as she milked the last of my release.

  I collapsed on top of Ella and rested my head on her shoulder. My hips twitched, continuing to pump against her in short, jerky motions until I finally stopped and her harsh breathing rasped against my ear. Her lips grazed the base of my neck as her breath warmed my skin.

  Words failed me as I tried to compose myself and she began to stroke her fingers through my hair.

  “Mmmm…” I mumbled into her neck.

  “Yeah…” she mumbled in response.

  She trailed her fingers lightly along my back, grazing just the tips of her fingernails against my skin, causing me to groan with pleasure.

  We lay there, sated, for quite a while, enjoying one another’s embrace.

  “Jonah?” Ella chimed, breaking the silence that had lasted almost twenty minutes. We were lying in my bed, tangled in the sheets, with the smell of sex and sweat enveloping us. Ella’s head was cradled in my arm as she spoke. “I don’t know how to explain this, but I’m suddenly feeling very… energetic. I haven’t felt this good for as long as I can remember.”

  I just chuckled at her. Post-sex highs were always so overwhelming and addictive.

  “No, this isn’t a
sex high, or whatever you’re calling it. This is different. I feel this type of energy radiating through me.”

  Getting a bit frustrated with my nonchalant response, she decided to push her feelings onto me.

  Within moments, I started feeling this spark of energy flowing through my body, like the buzz of an electrical current taking over my veins. It was strong and powerful, yet pleasant and non-threatening all in the same flow.

  “What is it?” I whispered, unsure exactly what she was experiencing. I did know one thing—she had no more pain.

  “I don’t know, Jonah. But I like it.”

  The End of Part Five

  “Out of clutter, find simplicity. From discord, find harmony. In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity.”

  – Albert Einstein

  Chapter One

  In life, a happy ending is something you only find in chick flicks. Yet no matter how often we are left with disappointment and struggle, we still strive for our happily ever after.

  Making love to Jonah felt like it could be my very own happy ending. A newfound energy was coursing through my veins. I felt like I had a fire burning inside me—a fire so bright, it was seeping through my pores and illuminating my path in life.

  Was this the normal bliss every woman felt after great sex? It kind of made me wonder how anyone managed to keep their hands off each other.

  This feeling of energy building inside me was not consistent with peaceful, post-sex bliss. I had expected to feel satisfied, yet fatigued. But the constant energy flowing through me was just the opposite. I felt rejuvenated and powerful—like I was finally ready to take on the world and all the obstacles it threw my way.

  With the shutters open wide, the morning light bathed our naked bodies in a blanket of warmth. Settling in the crook of Jonah’s arm, I looked down at our bare legs tangled together—the mess of sheets were bundled at the very bottom of the bed and threatened to tumble to the ground.

  Jonah’s heart sang to me as I pressed my ear to his chest. The rhythm that pulsed against my cheek brought comfort to the unknown hurdles of our future.

  I need you to open your eyes, Jonah. I need you to look into mine. I need you to look at me.

  Projecting to him rather than talking out loud just seemed more natural now, as if it gave me confidence and full control over my current situation. I propped my chin on my hand and laid it on his chest, waiting for him to respond to my request.

  Open.

  On cue, he opened his eyes and looked directly into mine. It was as if he knew exactly where I was long before he managed to lift his lazy lids. His post-coital smile was infectious.

  “My dreams never did you justice, Ella. The vibrancy in your beautiful eyes is simply breathtaking,” Jonah whispered as he brushed a stray strand of hair from my face.

  “Are you still in pain?” I asked. I had no idea how or why, but all the muscle pain and fatigue from my seizure the day before was completely gone. Settling back onto his chest, I held my hand up against his and entwined our fingers.

  “I haven’t felt a lick of pain since you pushed those feelings on me.”

  “Is this normal for Soul Seers? Does a sexual connection between two of us heal and energize?” I had to find some sort of explanation for the energy arising through my blood—our blood.

  Jonah shrugged. “I have no idea. You want to know something else strange?”

  “As if all these feelings aren’t strange enough? Sure.” His fingers were soft.

  “I can hear the old man’s thoughts next door as he checks out those chicks in the yard behind his house.”

  Realizing what this meant, I popped my head up and looked at him with surprise.

  After watching a little television and grabbing a bite to eat, we stopped by the studio so Jonah could check on things. As soon as we walked in the door, I could feel her.

  “I was wondering when you two would show,” a voice said from behind me. Startled, I spun around and saw Jesse standing in the doorway we just came through.

  “Eve, wha—”

  “Shhh, don’t talk,” she said, cutting Jonah off and darting her eyes toward the nearest room, as if she were motioning for us to follow her. The fact she was blocking us worried me and definitely made me leery of going into a dark room with her.

  “Ella, I’ll go talk to her. You can stay out here… start a project or something,” Jonah arrogantly instructed.

  “The hell I will,” I said rather loudly. A few students who were working on their projects in the main room turned their attention to us. Lowering my voice, I sternly said, “I need to talk with her just as much as you do, Jonah.”

  Stop bickering. Both of you get your asses in here, she projected.

  Jonah stared at me with a look of displeasure as he thought, This is not a good idea.

  Gripping his biceps and turning him around, I gently pushed him into the room while she held the door open with her boot. Just her appearance made me a bit on edge—not because of her goth attire, but because of the fierce, sinister look on her face. She was clearly trying to intimidate us.

  Before I could fully enter the room, Jonah flicked on the lights. Florescent bulbs pinged and flickered to life, allowing me the chance to look around a room I hadn’t seen yet. Easels were set up in a circle around an empty pedestal. Smocks hung along one wall while the other wall was lined with cabinets and shelves.

  “You have our attention, Eve. Now, what is it you want from us?” Jonah asked as he stood with a wide stance and arms crossed over his chest.

  “The name is Jesse, and…”

  “I don’t really give a flying fuck what your name is,” Jonah spat. I could feel his heart begin to race frantically, like his anger was getting the best of him yet again.

  “Jonah, chill. Let her talk,” I said as I placed my hand on his forearm to soothe him. Mere seconds later, his heart began to calm.

  “Wow. I didn’t see that coming,” Jesse said. It was as if a baseball bat hit me over the side of my head. Suddenly, I realized it was probably a mistake to show this woman—whoever she was—that my powers were increasing.

  Knowing what she was referring to, I decided to play it cool. Letting go of Jonah, I said, “Didn’t see what coming?”

  “You, Ella. I knew you were special the moment I saw you in Jonah’s dreams, but I had no idea you possessed the gift of tranquility,” Jesse said, a slight hint of suspicion in her tone.

  “Saw her in my dreams? You mean you’ve been stalking my dreams all this time?” Jonah exclaimed.

  “I have my reasons. The fact that Ella was dream walking while in a coma should be the topic of choice right now,” Jesse rebutted as she leaned against a stool and crossed her arms over her small chest.

  I didn’t quite know how to respond to that little factoid. Jonah looked at me with a blank expression, obviously just as tongue tied as I was.

  Leaning against the wall, I put my head back and whined. Yes, I whined—because this whole conversation was making me dizzy. “I’m so confused.”

  “I don’t know what you’re confused about, Ella,” Jesse chimed. “With another Soul Seer’s blood in you, your powers increased while you continued to heal. I was a bit worried with the fact it took you so long to come out of it, but quickly noticed you were dreaming. When I tried to walk into your dreams, I realized they weren’t yours… they were Jonah’s.”

  It took all the strength I had not to show my surprise. So, she not only knew about the blood transfusion, but she also figured out I was dream walking. I could tell she was trying to catch us off guard. So, to spoil her fun, I rolled my eyes and huffed.

  “That’s not what I meant and you know it. I’m confused as to why that would be your subject of choice. Clearly, your presence here needs more explanation than what I do in my own dreams,” I explained as I propped one hand on my hip and gestured with the other like an angry Italian grandmother.

  Jesse stood up and took a few steps towards me until her face was onl
y about a foot away from mine. “It’s not what you do, Ella. What’s important is the reason you’re able to do all these things—the reason you have all these gifts. That’s what is important to me. That’s the reason I’m standing here in front of you right now. I know you’re not stupid. You and Jonah are both very aware of your situation and the consequences that could lie ahead.”

  As she spoke, she inched closer to me until I could feel her breath on my face. Staring her straight in the eye and thinking of what to say, I felt Jonah’s hand lightly touch the center of my chest and push back, effectively separating Jesse and me. Good thing too. She was getting way too close.

  “Stop it,” Jonah growled. Stepping between us and turning his back to me, he addressed Jesse head on. “Our situation is none of your concern. Unless you can tell me why you’re here, I’d like you to leave… now,” he seethed, while pointing his finger toward the door.

  Placing my hand against his back, I took a deep breath and kept him composed. As I closed my eyes to focus on calming Jonah’s heart, I heard Jesse’s block start to slip.

  You guys have no idea what you’ve done. So dangerous—so very deadly. You’re going to ruin everything. Sometimes selfishness speaks volumes…

  “Well,” Jonah prompted, interrupting my concentration on Jesse’s thoughts.

  “I ca—”

  Before Jesse could get out two words, the door opened, startling us all.

  Chapter Two

  “Hey Jonah?” Jay said as he poked his head into the room to look for me.

  Wow. Two hotties. Way to go, Jonah!

  Without taking my seething eyes off Jesse, I responded to my shallow friend and said, “Now is not a good time, Jay. Is it important?”

  “Ah… not really. Some chick needs help on the wheel and you know that’s just not my thing. But I can tell her your busy,” Jay stumbled—obviously realizing my mood was not a happy one.

  To my surprise, Ella’s angelic voice spoke next. She communicated with such tenderness, I couldn’t help but smile.