by Robyn, Amy
“I planned to take you out tonight and propose at dinner, but James ruined that.” He shoots a dirty look at my brother that makes me giggle.
“I know we haven't known each other very long, but I have loved you ever since I saw you dancing on that crowded dance floor. I will love, honor and protect you always. You are my best friend, my lover and the mother of my child.” James starts coughing. Looks like the cats out of the bag.
“Would you do me the honor of being my wife?” He opens the lid on the box resting in his palm.” Tears start running down my cheek.
I ask him “Are you only asking because I'm pregnant?” Gage growls.“Hell no, I love you. You are everything to me. I bought this ring a while ago. Long before I knew you were pregnant.” He looks offended.
“I'm sorry. Yes of course I will marry you.” He whoops loudly and then I am lifted into his arms as he spins me around. I love this man so much. How could I have ever doubted him when I see his love shining down on me with every look. I probably look insane by how much I am smiling. He sets me down and the room spins. I grab his arm.
“Shit, I forgot baby. I am sorry.” He holds me to him until the room stops spinning. When the dizziness stops I turn to James who is grinning at us.
“You're going to be an uncle.” I step away from Gage and into my brothers arms. He kisses the top of my head like all these tall guys seem to do a lot of.
“I can't wait to meet the little guy.” He says.
“It could be a girl.” I tell James. Gage clears his throat.
“It is unlikely to be a girl, female Psions are rare.” I turn to Gage
“Not impossible though. There is Jenna.” I walk to him so that I can feel the comfort of his arms. I will never tire of how it feels.
“It happens in one out of twenty births. Females born Psions are celebrated.” He pulls me into him as he explains.
“It seems to happen in families that are strong or have multi-generations of Psions in both parents. My mother and father are both Psions. It is a good possibility that my brothers or I will have one sooner or later.”
“See, it is possible.” Both guys rolled their eyes. I socked them in the arm. We sit down and eat the doughnuts James has brought. Thank goodness he brought them, because eggs were going to be a no,no for a while. Even the thought right now makes me nauseated. I eat three before I jump up and start the coffee pot. I need my caffeine. Gage pulls me back into his arms.
“You can't have caffeine, baby.” I growl.
“Why the hell not?”
“It's bad for the baby.” I groan and drop my head to his shoulder. This really sucks. Work days, the only way to get me going is coffee. I guess sacrificing coffee is worth a healthy baby. It doesn't mean I'm happy about it though.
“I won't drink anymore of it either.” Gage says. God, he is so sweet.
“There is no point in us both suffering.” I say as he kisses the tip of my nose.
“I don't mind. I want to suffer with you. I am the one who got you pregnant.” He smiles down at me.
“I love you.” I say as I press my lips to his. A clearing of a throat reminds me that my brother is still here. I back away blushing.
We enjoy the rest of the visit with my brother and spend the remainder of the day in bed. We only take breaks to eat. I love this man more and more each day. I can no longer imagine a day without him. Good thing I am marrying him.
Epilogue
It has been five months since the attack on my wife. That's right, wife. We married only days after I proposed. We both only wanted a small ceremony with family and friends. It was perfect.
Today we have our first ultrasound and I am excited. We fought over finding out the sex. She wants to know. I keep telling her it is a boy, but all she says is “we'll see”.
We pull up at the doctors office at a little before ten. I jump out and help my baby out of the car. Her baby bump is proudly displayed today in a form fitting shirt. I never found pregnancy attractive until now. Knowing I put that in her. Knowing that my seed is growing strong in her womb is unbelievably hot.
I find my dick is hard all the time. That is really not unusual since meeting her, but it has increased to the point of near insanity.
We go into the doctors office and the nurse leads us into a room. I help my baby put on her paper gown. I kiss my baby in my baby before helping her onto the table. The doctor comes in and lays her back on the table. She covers her lap and lifts her paper gown. She squirts jelly on her belly and starts rubbing a wand across her abdomen.
“There we have the head.” She points at the screen and sure enough you can see it clearly. She moves the wand showing us different body parts.
“Do you want to know the sex?” She asks us.
“Yes, please.” Ashley says.
“Its a baby girl.” This news floors me. Ashley laughs at me.
“I told you.” She grins at me. I fall to me knees beside her. The Doc looks at me like I am crazy. He does not know how huge this is. Our people will be celebrating this birth.
The Doctor wipes the jelly off and I help her dress on auto pilot. I am in my head thinking about tightening security. I am thinking so many things. I am panicking. I get her in the car before the tears start streaming down my face. Fuck, I am such a wuss. I grab her face between my hands.
“You are an absolute miracle baby.” I kiss her deeply. I need to get her home before I embarrass both of us. We are supposed to be returning to work but, fuck that, I need in her immediately. I speed home and rush her inside. As soon as the door closes I am on her.
I yank all her clothes off and drop to my knees.
“My baby girl.” I kiss where my daughter is growing. I move down to her beautiful pussy and kiss her mound before lifting her left leg over my shoulder. I dive in tongue first seeking out her heavenly taste.
I groan as my tongue penetrates her and all her tastiness coats my tongue. There I stay for a moment, enjoying her cream. I move back up to her clit and sword fight with it and my tongue. I know my tongue won when she shouts out and her clit starts twitching. Fucking hot. I suck on it until the last spasm. I stand and pick up, pressing her back to the door.
“Wrap your legs around me.” She complies. I line my cock up to pussy and thrust . There is no place like home, indeed. I start moving slowly in and out of her, enjoying the tight and wet clasp of her cunt around my cock. The friction is exquisite.
I grind my teeth together, trying to hold back my impending release. I reach between us and push in on her clit so that with every thrust it bumps against my thumb and vibrates into her clit. I increase the tempo. I never want to leave. This is my sanctuary, my favorite place. I can tell she is close when she starts mewling.
I speed up until I am hitting her pussy hard and fast. I try to tell her I am close and to hurry, but all that comes out is a grunt. Shit, I am not going to make it. I growl as I shoot the first load into her tight clasping pussy. Thank Fuck, I feel her tighten around me and shout out her release. Her pussy is sucking the cum out of me with rhythmic spasms. Just when I think there cannot possibly be any more another load shoots into her. When at last her pussy releases my cock I almost fall. I have precious cargo.
I hold on until I can feel my legs again. I go to move us to the couch when I nearly fall again. My pants are still around my ankles. She laughs. I kick them off and move us to the couch.
I lay her down. I sit on the floor beside her and run my hands over her body. I stop at her tummy. I kiss it again.
“Daddy can't wait to meet you.” I whisper against her baby bump. She kicks my hand. I nearly lose it again. I suck in a deep breath and hold it for second. I get my emotions under control as best I can before I grab Ashley's hand that bears my ring.
“You have given me everything my heart could desire. I am so glad I went to the club that night.” I tell her.
“I feel we would have met regardless of when and where. It was meant to be.”
“Yes” Is all
I can say in that moment. I hold in my arms my world, my universe. I would never survive losing her. She is my treasure to guard and worship. We may not have known each other for years, but I know her inside and out and she knows me the same. Time is just a measurement not the quality. I will always be thankful for the gift of her. I stare down at her loving face and smile. I am home.
Book 2. Aaron
Chapter 1. Aaron
It is strange how we come into this world innocent and we leave just the same. It is the time in between that we have to worry about. We worry if this is right or wrong. We worry about appearances and who we keep company with. Things that don't mean shit in the beginning or the end. We fight and we betray all for what we believe is supposed to be the norm.
What is normal? I dare anyone to define. What is normal in one society is not in another. My friend in elementary school had four mothers. I thought, how awesome. Always someone cooking, always someone to talk to. He always had multiple people to read him bed time stories and rub his tummy when he is sick. Then the other kids started bullying him all in the name of normal. To that kid, it was normal. Who are we to say it isn't?
I am head over heels, ass over tea kettle in love with a woman eleven years younger than I am. I struggle daily with what I should and shouldn't do. Hearing my brother talk about taking my woman dancing has nearly sent me over the edge of sanity, until I caught the tail end of what was actually being said.
So here I am getting ready to go out, and finally make my move. She was seventeen when we met, but she is nineteen now, and she will be mine. Fuck society standards. Fuck normal. I am taking what was made for me. My destined one, and the only woman I will ever love. The one woman that will someday bear my children. The one I will grow old with. I am done thinking or I should say over thinking.
I put on my dark green shirt that my sister Jenna says looks good on me. I put on a little cologne, though I am not a fan of the stuff. My girl might like it though. I brush my teeth one more time and then head out the door.
I am nervous as hell. I know I shouldn't be, but things have not been as easy between us as they should have been. It really has been my fault. I have pushed her away several times in an attempt to save her from me, falling on her like a dog in heat, when she was still too young for me. I have some making up to do. I will even grovel if I have to. Fuck pride.
I get to the club ten minutes early and walk over to the line of people. Gage is there looking harassed, Sarah is standing next to him. Gage looks up and looks so relieved. I would feel sorry for him, but that's my damn woman. I know this isn't his choice and he has no feelings for her, but all I want to do is choke him right now.
“Hey Aaron, This is Sarah. Sarah this is my oldest brother Aaron.” He introduces us even though we have met. Though he doesn't seem to know that.
“You.” She says with a growl. Well damn, I have already made her mad. I can't win for losing.
“Hi Sarah.” I have no idea what else to say. We have only met a few times and I ran away pretty quickly each time. I haven't got a clue what I did to piss her off this time. Her eyes are all but spitting fire at me.
“You two have already met?” Gage asks incredulously. Just because he's my brother doesn't mean he knows everything that's going on with me. Hell,even Dagger doesn't, and he and I are very close. The only one who knows Sarah is my one is Graham and that was accidental how he found out.
“We met a couple of years ago at Jenna's seventeenth birthday party.” I tell Gage. I hear him mutter what sounds like. 'seventeen, well damn' I see that he understands my problem. She and Jenna are only months apart in age. Wait a minute, he has to know, but how? Mom must have said something yesterday.
“He told me I was too young to talk to him.” exclaims Sarah, while she pushes out her succulent bottom lip that is plump and perfect, just like the top only thicker. Her thick, long lashes flutter over her light purple and blue colored eyes. She really is breathtaking even when she is breathing fire.
“You did what?” Gage looked flabbergasted.
“I don't remember saying that.” I mumble, and lower my gaze. When I finally raise my head, I look at Sarah and see that her eyebrows have shot into her hairline. I just remember wanting to get as far from her as I could before I did something insane, like take her to the floor and have my way with her there in front of everyone.
“Your kidding. You know that you said it. Then, the next time we met you told me to stop dressing provocatively and making the boys chase me. That it was unflattering.” I couldn't have said that. Could I? I remember thinking of throwing a tarp over her, because every guy was staring at what's mine. Shit, I probably did say it. At the time she had smiled at me and I had nearly lost it. I would've said anything at that point just to get her to walk away before I did something to a minor.
Is nineteen still too young? It doesn't matter. I will have her. I will keep trying until I get it right. I will fight for her. She is everything I have ever wanted in my one. She is beautiful and intelligent. She is kind and loyal. There is not one thing about her I do not love already.
“What the hell man, Seriously?” Gage is pissed at me now. Well stand in line, obviously everyone is. At Jenna's graduation party a few months ago I couldn't take my eyes off her, and Graham caught me. He knew immediately what was going on.
“She is your one, isn't she?” He had asked me. In hindsight I should have known that he had already met his one. He clearly deciphered that Sarah is my one just by the way I was watching her.
“Yes.” I admitted. Now looking back I see my brothers agitation was jealousy
“Well, what are you waiting for?” He gives me a little shove.
“She's too young.” I told him.
“When did you two meet?” He crossed his arms over his chest.
“Two years ago at Jenna's seventeenth birthday party.” He winced.
“I can understand you waiting a year, but why aren't you over there now? She's legal.” If it was just a matter of legality I would be fine, but what of moral.
“She's still so young.” Just under eleven years younger than I am.
“Don't be fucking stupid, and lose your one. You'll slowly go insane. I should know.” That got my attention.
“How would you know? Did you meet your one.” I know my voice is rising so I step back pulling Graham with me.
“Yes, my senior year in high school. I thought I wasn't ready to settle down. I tried walking away and couldn't, so I made her my best friend. She watched me date every girl in school, but her. I thought she hadn't developed feelings for me yet . I thought I could just woo her later,on my terms. I was fucking wrong about that. She loved me the entire time and thought I just didn't want her. I broke her heart repeatedly, until she just gave up and moved to Texas. I lost her and now there is a giant void inside of me. Without her it can never be filled again. Don't make the same fucking mistake.” He shuddered and for the first time I saw that the happy, go lucky, player was only a act.
“I'm so sorry man. I didn't know.” I should have been told. As the eldest brother, the responsibility of taking him out would fall to me if he loses his mind. I never want to be the one to end one of my brothers life.
“Go, get your woman before someone else does. You can court her slowly if you have to, but you should at least let your intentions be known.” He stared at the floor.
“She is still so young Graham.”
“Get your fucking woman.” I can understand he is upset, but fuck him for talking to me like that.
“I am waiting for her to get a little older, not fucking everything with a hole while I'm waiting for her.” I felt bad as soon as it was out of my mouth. I believe that when you find your one, then that's it, no other women ever again. I'm not Graham though, and I shouldn't judge him. Graham's face fell and he turned and walked away. We barely talk since that night. I love him, and I hate to see him suffer. A Psion that loses his one will slowly go insane and I'm the one responsible for h
unting him if he does. I'm sorry that I take that personally.
Our ones ground us, and heal us from psychic overload. Eventually, without a one, your overload becomes voices in your head. I'm beginning to have difficulties myself. I shake my head and pull myself out of these thoughts. I can't believe I have said these things to her. I hope I haven't screwed things up before they've even begun.
“I apologize. I never meant for it to sound like you're unattractive. Just the opposite actually, all those boys were staring at you, and I didn't like it.” Screw it. I'm going to be honest, and hope for the best. It doesn't seem to faze her, as a matter of fact it seems as though she's lost interest in me. She turns her back to me, and talks to Gage. That hurts.
“Where's Jenna?” She asks him. At least she isn't putting her hands on him anymore. Thankfully at that moment Jenna comes up behind us.
“What are you guys doing in line? We're on the list. Let's go”. She grabs my arm and steers me toward the entrance. I grab Sarah's hand as we enter the chaos. She gasps, but doesn't pull away. I smile. Good. We are led to the VIP section. I'm curious about how we got the seating, but not enough to pay attention when the most beautiful girl in the world is touching me.
I slide into the booth and she sits down next to me. She is so beautiful with long blonde hair and light purple eyes. I desperately want to see if they lighten, or darken with desire. I want those long legs wrapped around me as I take her. I have to look away just to get my cock under control.
I see the police chiefs daughter on the other side of the room. I wonder the Chief knows she's here. She doesn't look so good, as a matter of fact things already look bad and seem to be getting worse. She is clearly intoxicated and a guy is steering her around. The hair rises on the back of my neck.
“Excuse me.” I say to Sarah. She scoots out allowing me to pass her. I get to the chief's daughter just before this man can get her through the door, and out of the club. She doesn't seem to be able to stand on her own. I don't know how she hasn't fallen over yet.