by Robyn, Amy
“This is my room or it could be ours. I will leave that up to you.” I tell her.
“It is beautiful.” She walks over to the bed and falls back on to it. I groan loudly. She giggles. Fucking tease. Seeing her on my bed makes my cock like granite.
“How did you heal my arm?” She asks. I shrug.
“It's just something I have always been able to do. My brother Dagger can control fire and Talon can control air. Everyone in my family has a gift.”
“Does one of you make objects fly.”
“Aaron is psychokinetic. Talon can also do that by using wind or air”
“Wow, Is that why you guys started the agency?” She sat up and looked at me with her gorgeous eyes.
“Yes, Aaron and Dagger started it right out of college. Our family has always helped the police with missing person cases, we just expanded on it some.”
“It's good of your family. What happened today? You guys were all sad, but you looked half dead when you came in?” I struggle with the words. I really don't want to talk about it. I am the only one who knows the extent of her injuries and what caused them. It's gruesome.
“A missing persons case. A little girl. She died in my arms as I tried to heal her.” I tell her as a tear slips down my cheek. I wipe it away quickly.
She stands in front of me now.
“I am sorry.” She whispers as she wraps her arms around me.
“It was a bad day. Aaron was yelling at the police chief about getting us sooner. If we had been even five minutes earlier we could have saved her.”
“How did she die?” This is the question I did not want to answer.
“She had been raped and her throat was slit.” I did not tell her or anyone, but the guy would have killed her had he not cut her. Five year old little girls are not made for a full grown male. Her kidneys were pulp.
I blinked to hold back the tears that threatened to spill out. I feel like a wussy, but I dare any man to see that sweet girl like that and not shed a tear. It ripped out all of our hearts. Thank goodness Jenna stayed in the office.
Ashley pulls my head down for a kiss and I happily oblige. As soon as our lips touch a frenzy begins. I pull her in as close as I can get, and thrust my tongue into her mouth. She rubs her breasts into my chest as we kiss and I can feel her nipples harden against me. My cock is so hard, that the zipper is digging into it. I bet when my pants come off you will be able to see the indentation of each of the teeth embedded in the skin.
“I want you.” I whisper against her lips.
“Good, Take me.” I have her shirt off and I'm working the zipper of her pants before the last syllable leaves her lips. I try to slow down by kissing along her jaw and down her neck, but before I know it she has my pants down and her hand wraps around my cock. I tear the rest of her clothes off. Fuck it, I will buy her more. When all of her clothes are off, I stand back to look at her beautiful body. My cock jerks and pre-cum oozes out of the tip. She is like a goddess. Her breasts are small but they are perfect. They are round and high, tipped with nipples like berries that I can't wait to taste.
Her waist is small and flairs out at the hips. Her pussy is bare and glistening with arousal. I have to taste it. Oh god how I have to taste it. I lift her and lay her out on my bed. I pull her legs apart. Her petals part and I can see all the beautiful shades of pink that I cannot wait to dive into. I spread her wide making room for my shoulders and lick her from her brown rosette to her clit. Her hips jerk off the bed. I place a hand on her stomach to hold her in place.
“Oh fuck, you're sweet.”
I suck her juicy clit into my mouth and she comes screaming my name. She is a hair trigger. I love it. Let's see if she can do that multiple times. Her clit continues to throb against my tongue. I rub my cock into the bed to relieve some of the ache as I eat her sweet pussy. I leave behind strings of pre-cum all over the bed.
I have never particularly cared for going down on a woman, but with Ashley it is addictive. This has become my favorite meal. Fuck the white meat I want mine pink and to answer to the name of Ashley. I eat to my hearts content and she comes again and again juicing all her nectar into my mouth. I pull away and kiss her belly. I climb her body until my cock nudges her opening. I look in to her eyes as I push into her.
I slowly enter her until my balls are resting against her ass. She shouts out as her walls clench around my cock. I hold still for a few moments for her to adjust to my invasion.
“You are perfect. Your pussy fits my cock perfectly.” Perfect is becoming my word for her. I have never had anything that came close to feeling this good. I was never a slut like Graham but I have had women and none compared. None could hold a candle to the tight, wet grip on my cock. I could write fucking poetry about her pussy.
I start to move slowly. A chant starts in my head 'do not cum, do not cum', I repeat over and over to myself. It does no good though, as soon as her perfect pussy starts tightening with her impending release. I start pounding into her harder. All that can be heard is moaning and groaning, the bed hitting the wall and the slapping of my hips against her thighs. My senses are alive in ways they never had been before.
Watching her, tasting her, smelling her, hearing our bodies crash together and feeling her pussy tight around me is almost more than I can bare. She cums as she bites into my chest. Her pussy clamps down on my cock as I feel the pinch from her teeth in my flesh and it sends my over. My balls pull up tight as the first load of cum shoots out of my dick and into her womb.
“Holy fuck. Baby.” I shout out. I keep coming and moaning her name until her pussy releases my spent cock. I have never cum so hard or long in my life. I am never letting her go. I can't do it. Not even if she begs. I look into her eyes for a long moment and then kiss her with everything in me.
I pull back before I end up taking her again. I get up and go into the bathroom I wet a washcloth and take it back in the room and clean my baby's beautiful pussy. She moans a little when I rub it across her clit. I then clean myself and throw the dirty cloth into the hamper. I crawl into bed and pull her into me and hold her close as we drift off to sleep. She is mine now. I smile knowing that she is in my arms finally.
Chapter 7. Ashley
The next morning I have barely opened my eyes when I feel his warm breath on my inner thigh. I moan as his tongue slips between my lips. The best possible way to wake up. I grab his hair in my fist as my hips thrust forward. Shoving my pussy onto his tongue. I need him in a way that I have never needed another person.
“Please.” I pant, as he circles my clit with his tongue. He thrusts his tongue into my empty pussy and then right back to my clit. I try to keep still, but the pleasure is so intense and I am so close to cumming that I am pushing my pussy into his face. My head is thrashing against the pillow.
“Please what?” He says causing a vibration that feels so good. A mewling sound escapes me when he thrusts a finger into me. He stops.
“Please what? Ashley?” He does not move. He is waiting for me to talk.
“Please make me cum.” He sucks my clit into his mouth and I go over the edge. I shout his name as I cum so hard that little lights flash behind my closed eyes. I cum so hard I forget my own name. Who is Ashley?
I whimper when he removes his finger. I miss the invasion already, until I feel his giant cock head at my entrance. I open my eyes to look into his beautiful sky blues. He presses his lips to mine and thrusts his tongue in my mouth just as he does the same with his cock into my pussy. I groan into his mouth. He starts hard and fast.
“I watched you sleeping and thought of nothing else but getting back into “my pussy.” That's right baby, this pussy is mine.” He shows me by shifting his hips and hitting a spot inside me that has me close to the edge again. He must have noticed this because he stops.
“Oh no you don't. You cum, I cum and I am not ready to leave my new favorite place in the fucking world.” He pulls out of me and flips my onto my stomach. He pushes my legs together and st
raddles my thighs as he thrusts back in me.
“Fuck, you're even tighter this way.” He doesn't move for a moment. I try to move to get some relief. He smacks my ass and I clench around his cock hard, as I almost come.
“Oh fuck.” He shouts before he starts pounding into my pussy with such force that I have to hold onto the blanket to keep from hitting my head on the wall that is suddenly too close. I am about to tell him that it's too much, when my orgasm hits me out of nowhere, like a bulldozer. I must have passed out because the next thing I'm aware of is him carrying me into the bathroom. He has already started the bath. He carries me over to the tub and climbs in with me, still holding me in his arms. I sigh as the warm water envelopes me.
“I was too rough with you, baby.” He looks down at me with such grief stricken eyes.
“You weren't. I loved what you did.” I reach up and cup his cheek.
“Are you sure?” He asks.
“Couldn't you tell how much I enjoyed it?”
“You passed out.”
“In a good way. I will tell you if you ever hurt me, Okay?” He smiles and kisses me tenderly. He soaps up a wash cloth and it takes me a minute to notice that it's my body wash. I hadn't had a chance to unpack my stuff. My mouth drops.
“I might have been up for a while and unpacked all of your things.”
“All of them?” I gasp
“Yes. I put your clothes in my closet and divided the dresser between the two of us.” I arch a brow at him.
“I thought I could choose to be in here or a spare room?” I tease.
“You made that decision when you let me into your body. I can't sleep without you next to me now.” He says as he kisses the tip of my nose. God he is so adorable when he is acting like a neanderthal.
“Well it's a good thing I have chosen to share your room then.” I smile. He lets out a breath and relaxes a bit, letting me know he was actually nervous about how I would feel about him taking such liberties.
I stroke his chest and I feel a little more of my heart fall into his large hands. My breath freezes in my lungs at that thought. This is all too soon. I am falling too fast and too hard. It's supposed to be a process, isn't it?
I realize now that I have never actually been in love. With Gary it was infatuation that quickly turned into more of a responsibility. I felt like I owed him for letting my stay with him. I never planned on staying with him. I just needed a little time to find my own place.
After my mother died, I didn't want to go back to the reservation. I have a scholarship that includes room and board in the dorms on campus. Every roommate I had been given were into partying and bringing random guys back to our room to screw. Yuck. After watching my fourth roommate screw a slut from one of the frat houses in front of me, I said forget it and moved in with Gary.
I was so close to being able to get my own place when my car broke down. Gary wanted me to stay. I never once considered it. Looks like I dodged a bullet with that. I quit caring for him almost as soon as I had moved in. He could not hide what a pig he was anymore. He had boxes of porn under his bed and magazines all over the bathroom. Gross, like jacking off was an Olympic sport or something. I can understand a guy having one stashed in the bathroom, in a hiding place, but these were out on display as if he was proud of those nasty, pages sticking together, filthy magazines.
I look up through my lashes at this beautiful man and thanked my lucky stars I have found him. He pulls me in to him and kisses me with so much fire my toes curl. He shifts, then lifts me and impales me on his erect cock. The man is insatiable and I love it.
After he and I come once more, we wash each other again and climb out. He insists on drying me after quickly wrapping himself in a towel. So sweet. He is everything I had always dreamt of finding. If I can keep my fear at bay, I could have my dreams come true.
I follow him into the bedroom. I notice he does not have any decorations. The only photos I can see are ones of his brothers, sister and he, and one of his parents. They are smiling and all look similar. A few have blue eyes and a few have green. His mother and father are in a frame next to the other. His mother has the green eyes, but his father is looking at his wife. He is looking at her as if he can not look away. It is beautiful, but you can't see his eyes. I can only guess they must be blue like some of his sons. He is looking at his wife with so much tenderness that it brings tears to my eyes. I smile and blink them back.
Gage wraps his arms around me from behind. He kisses the top of my head and laughs at the picture.
“This picture was taken just after Graham woke up from accidentally touching the camera and not knowing it had been a gift and previously used. He flashed on what the previous owner had used the camera for. The guy had set it up to take pictures every thirty seconds as he had sex with his wife and then his mistresses. The wife was my dad's long time secretary. My dad gave the camera back to him and told him that if he did not tell his wife what the camera had been used for, then he would break his neck. My dad can be quite scary when provoked. I will always remember that day from this picture.” I smile at him and feel even closer to him for sharing that story.
“You guys must have been a handful for your mother. With all of your gifts.” I lean into him.
“My mom has a gift and so do her brothers.” He pulls my hair up and kisses my neck.
“Really? does your dad's family?”
“We don't know. My father was adopted. He found out the hard way that he had a gift and his adoptive parents thought he was possessed and never treated him well after that. He ran away at seventeen when his adoptive father tried to drown him in holy water. He told his father that he would tell his mother that the necklace she was wearing was originally for another woman, but his mom found it before he could give it to the mistress. He just wanted leverage to keep himself safe. It was a mistake. His father didn't take it well.” I frown at this.
“That's horrible.”
“Not everyone takes our gifts as well as you do. Psions have been persecuted as witches for centuries.”
“Psions?” I turn in his arms to face him
“It's what we call ourselves. It is said that we were here first, humans came later from another planet. Who knows what's true? We are basically the same, we just have extra abilities.” I am floored. I take a step back.
“You're not human?”
“Not exactly.” His eyes widen when I take another step back.
“Should I be scared?” I whisper.
“No, of course not. I would never hurt you Ashley. I would be shooting myself in the foot if I did. You are more to me than my own self. We only ever have one love. One person to soothe us. One person to heal us. You are my one. I have already imprinted on you. Psions never cheat, hurt or leave their ones. I will be completely devoted to you. I will always want to be around you. A Psion will gradually lose their mind without their one.” He takes a step toward me.
“Why would you go insane?” I ask.
“We get psychic overload. It's when we have used our gift too often and it makes us sick. It will start to affect our mind. Aaron says it's like having voices in your head. I have not had that problem yet, but I do get the headaches and nose bleeds. Our one soothes and heals us. We don't know how it works. It just does.” I remember how he was after he healed me.
“I healed you after you healed me?” He nods and takes another step forward. I don't move away when he grabs my hand.
“Don't leave me.” He whispers in a slightly broken voice.
“I'm not leaving you. I'm just stunned. You did just spring this on me. That you're not human.” I let out a shaky laugh. He pulls me into him and slams his mouth onto mine. I sigh into his mouth. I am falling for him this wonderful man. Uhm Psion.
Chapter 8. Gage
We get to the office at around ten. I want to make sure she fills out the new hire paperwork. I also want to show her around. You would think my brothers have never seen a girl before. There are only two absent, Aar
on and Graham. Aaron no doubt is with his one also, but Graham is probably with the flavor of the week. That is all they seem to last in his bed. Dagger kisses her hand and I growl at him. He thinks that shit is funny.
“I am Dagger.” He introduces himself with a wink. I growl again.
“It is nice to meet you.” She smiles at him. My smiles, all mine. I glare at my brother. That ass hat smirks at me.
“What is your gift?” She asks Dagger. Dagger's eyes widen.
“I have told her everything.” I say to Dagger. He grins and holds out his hand. A small flame appears in the middle of it. She steps closer and holds her hand out to feel the heat from the flame.
“That is so cool. Does it burn you?” She asks with wonder in her voice.
“Not at all. I could walk through fire and not feel it. It will burn my clothes but not my skin.” He is grinning like a loon as she watches.
“Watch this.” He points a finger at a candle on the receptionists desk and a wick lights with a tiny flame. Her eyes get big. My brother is eating up the attention. If he was a peacock his plume would be out as struts in front of her. I cannot believe this, I'm fucking jealous of my brother. What the hell is this woman doing to me. I glare harder at Dagger. I pull her away and as I walk past Dagger I elbow him.
“Lucky ass.” He whispers. My turn to smirk. He is the next eldest so he is eager for his one. I smile at my good fortune. I take her into my office. I shut the door and lock it. I pull her into me.
“I need you now.” I tell her as I pull up her skirt and run my hands over her perfectly pert ass. Someday soon I will take her there, but not today. She does not say anything just squirms a little. I give it a little smack and she moans. Yes, my naughty girl likes that. Thank you very much. If she had an alter I could worship her at, I would kneel before it. She is a goddess. My Aphrodite.
I move her over to my desk and bend her over it. Her ass is in the air with her skirt bunched up at the waist. Her panties are just a thin strip between her two cheeks. I nearly cum in my pants like a damn teenager at the view before me. I can't help myself. I bend down and bite her right cheek making her shout out.