Psionics Box Set 1-7

by Robyn, Amy

  “Everyone is fine. We were able to apprehend the assailants without much force.” All thanks to Talon.

  “Good. I was so worried.” I know she was. I can feel it though our link. It is getting stronger.

  “I am on my way to you, baby.” I jog to my car and waste no time starting it and heading home. Some of the adrenalin is wearing off and I am starting to feel tired. Thoughts of Jenna waiting for me, helps perk me back up some. I miss the taste of her mouth already. She is addictive.

  I race to the door. I am so excited to see her. I turn the handle and walk in. She runs to me and I catch her up against me. I take her mouth. As soon as our tongues touch I lose the ability to think. There is the flavor I crave so much. I could spend my life tasting her sweet lips.

  I walk her backward until her back meets the wall. I slide myself between her legs and grind my throbbing cock against her center. She wraps her legs around me and moans in my mouth. Fuck. I need to get some control before I take her against the wall. That is not how I want our first time to be. I want her in a bed where I can spend hours getting to know every curve and dip to her body.

  She whimpers when I move away and it just makes me take her mouth again. I can only imagine her pussy being as sweet as her tongue. I want to lick her until her cream coats my face and she screams her satisfaction. I grind my leaky cock against her again. The sweet agony is nearly too much for me. This is quickly spiraling out of control. I rest my forehead against hers as I catch my breath.

  “Bedroom.” Is all I can get out. I am shaking with the force of my desire. Never in my life has anything made me tremble, until this one small woman. Who knew such power could come in such a tiny, beautiful package. Everything about her does it for me. Her big beautiful eyes and her sexy as sin red lips. She looks like a sexy snow white.

  Thankfully she is the one who moves away from me and takes my hand. She leads me up the stairs and in to the room where I had unpacked my suitcase earlier. I hope like hell that she doesn't mind my presumption. I would ask but my tongue is busy measuring the inside of her mouth.

  I feel like I will always need her taste in my mouth to survive. She is the cure to all of my pain, especially below my belt. It's not just wanting inside of her, which I do badly, I also want to be her friend and the person she turns to for all things. I want it all. The whole package. She stops in front of the bed and pulls her shirt over her head.

  “Fuck.” I whisper. She isn't wearing a bra and her nipples pebble, while I watch. I swallow hard just thinking about how sweet those berries will taste in my mouth. Her breasts are a work of art. They are high and perfectly round. The tips are pink and the harder they get the darker they turn. I watch them until they turn red. I moan.

  She unsnaps the button on the top of her pants, drawing my attention away from her perfect tits. I watch as she slowly slides the zipper down. My breathing speeds up as she pushes the material from her hips. She is now only wearing a pair of lacy boy shorts that have me salivating. I check to make sure it isn't running down my chin. Shit.

  She makes me feel like a green teenager. I have not been with a woman in six years, hoping daily to find my One. I know I have been told that you can't compare those you had before to your One. It is said that sex with your One is all consuming. You will crave it and always want it. That is why people avoid hanging around Ones whom have just found one another. They can't keep their hands off each other.

  She walks over to the bed and lays down. She stretches across it and slowly slides her panties off. She throws them at me. I catch them in the air and put them to my face. I breathe in the scent of my One's desire and have to squeeze the tip of my cock to keep from cumming.

  I am so excited that when she pulls her knees up to her chest and spreads her legs apart, causing her lips to open and I get to see all of her pink glistening folds. I cum. I know a weaker man would be embarrassed, but not me. I am proud that my One is so fucking sexy that she made me cum by showing me the most beautiful pussy in the world. I jerk and moan as my seed spills all over my boxers.

  One good thing is that now I know I will at least get all of the way inside of her before cumming again, now that I have taken the edge off. I start stripping.

  “Touch yourself baby, while I get ready for you. Yes that's it.... Slide your finger through your lips and find your clit. Fuck yeah baby, just like that.” I watch for a moment, forgetting what I was doing, until a long moan comes out of her sweet mouth.

  I tear the remainder of my clothes off, not caring about the sound of tearing cloth or buttons ricocheting off of the walls. I make it over to her and kneel on the bed in front of her spread thighs. I watch as a drop of liquid leaves her depths and rolls down her cheek. I groan as I lean in and catch the drop with my tongue.

  Her flavor explodes on my tongue and I fall on her like a starved man in need of life giving nutrients. I growl into her pussy as I shove my tongue into her channel to gather more of her cream. She grabs my hair and pulls my head up to where her little button is straining and wanting attention. I laugh. She knows what she wants. I tease her a bit by licking all around her clit, yet not touching it. She growls and I finally give in. I suck her clit into my mouth and flick it with my tongue. She screams as her body convulses.

  I watch her from between her thighs as her back arches and her mouth opens in a scream. She is beautiful when she cums. I hold her hips down as I lick, suck and nibble my way through her orgasm. I love this. I could lay here and eat her for hours. I love how responsive her body is and I crave making her cum. It was hands down the sexiest thing I have ever seen.

  When her body relaxes, I climb up between her legs. I line my cock up with her opening. She sucks in a breath and looks up at me through the fringe of her long eyelashes.

  “You ready for me?” She bites her lip and nods. Thank fuck. I start pushing my way inside of her body. I am so thankful when I feel her barrier. I know it is barbaric of me, but I love that I am the only man who will ever know her body. I would still have loved her regardless, though I do love that she saved this for me. I will cherish it and her for the rest of my life.

  I push through her barrier at the same time I kiss her, catching her scream with my mouth. Thankfully she doesn't cry. I would not be able to handle her tears. I hope never to see them, though I know inevitably I will. Life doesn't have highs without the lows.

  “Are you okay?” I ask her as I pepper her face with kisses.

  “Yes. Just go slow.” She whispers. I pull back until only the tip remains and push forward until I am fully sheathed again. Her breathing picks up and I know she is with me. I continue in a slow pace, enjoying the feel of my cock stretching her pussy and her walls tightening around me, nearly strangling my dick into submission. I have never been noisy when it came to getting off not even by myself but with her I find myself grunting and moaning with every thrust of my hips. I savor every moan and cry I elicit from her. Everything she does is perfect.

  I sit up so that I can watch my cock sliding in and out of her. It is hot as hell watching us coming together with the slap of our skin. I can see the blood from her maidenhood on my cock and my chest swells with pride. I wish I could tattoo it into my skin.

  She is starting to moan continually and her walls are tightening to the point of me losing sanity.

  “I have to move faster.” I tell her before taking her legs and throwing them over my shoulders and pounding into her. I growl as I thrust harder and faster, until she screams and I feel the pulse of her orgasm begin. I throw my head back and shout her name as I feel tingling starting in the base of my spine until the first stream of cum shoots out of the tip of my cock and into her waiting womb. I pump the rest of my cum into her as her orgasm continues to milk me.

  Nothing in my life could have prepared me for this moment. Not one person could have described the pleasure I feel in this woman's arms. I would never be able to describe it adequately. I just know that I am not longer completer without her. She is key now t
o my survival. My One. The only woman I will ever love. My home.

  I pull out of her slowly. She winces when the tip finally pops out. I get up and rush into the bathroom. I start the bath running. I come back and lift her into my arms and carry her into the bath. I climb in with her in my arms. I sit down and put her between my legs. I lay back and enjoy her weight against me. It feels right. It feels perfect.

  Chapter 7.

  I wake the next morning with a smile. I can still feel the soreness between my thighs from Ethan's love making. We made love and then took a bath together. It was wonderful. After our bath we climbed back into bed and made love again. I remember having a very intense orgasm and then I must have passed out.

  I stand up and walk into the bathroom. I feel the evidence of our passion rolling down my thighs and it makes my body heat. I remember how it felt with him inside of me. My pussy pulses with need. I start the shower and step in. I wash my body and then my hair. I am just rinsing the soap from my hair when Ethan steps in with me.

  “God damn, You have to be the sexiest woman on the planet.” He says as he takes me into his arms and kisses me with so much passion that my toes curl. He turns me to face the wall.

  “Are you too sore for me?” I shake my head. I am sore but I will never be too sore for him.

  “Are you wet for me?” He asks as he slides a finger inside of me and groans. I do not voice that I have been craving him already this morning. That the mere thought of his touch had made my body come alive. That remembering the feel of his thrusting cock made my juices flow freely.

  “Fuck yeah you are.” He takes the tip of his cock rubs it through my lips until he finds my entrance and then pushes in. My head falls back on his shoulder and I mewl as he glides fully into me. I love the full, stretching feeling I get when he is inside of me. The way my walls expand in acceptance to his invasion. Having him within me makes me feel complete as though he is the missing piece to my puzzle.

  “Do you like that, love? The feel of me balls deep inside of you?” His dirty words do something to me. I feel my walls tremble and tighten. I mewl even louder.

  “My baby likes me to talk dirty to her.” He whispers in my ear as he finally starts moving.

  “You feel so good baby.” He says as he picks up the pace.

  “Mmmmm hmmm.” Is all I can say.

  “You're so tight and wet around me.” I cry out as my walls begin to tighten around him.

  “You feel that?” He says in my ear as he hits that spot inside of me that makes me shudder.

  “You feel how hard you make me?” He lets go and starts hammering into my pussy.

  “Fuck, I love this cunt.” His hand comes around and strums my clit.

  “This is my cunt.” He pinches my clit between his fingers and it sends me over. I shout out his name as my orgasm hits. The feel of him in his dirty words together make my toes curl and my pussy creams hard. I thought the orgasms last night were intense. This one just beat them both. I feel as though I am floating away on a euphoric cloud of bliss. Through the cloud I hear Ethan shout and I feel the warmth of his cum as it fills me. My legs tremble and Ethan catches me to him before I fall.

  I rest my head against his shoulder until I can feel my feet again. Ethan pulls out of me but continues to hold me up until I am sure on my feet again. He gets the soap and starts washing us both. He washes me before he washes himself.

  I enjoy watching him rub soap all over his well defined body. When his hand slides down his ripples stomach and I moan. The man has one fine body. He must work out constantly. He turns and I see his backside. Damn, he has a fine ass also. It is rounded and firm. I want to bite it. How in hell am I supposed to get anything done with this sexy of a man around.

  “Like what you see?” He asks over his shoulder.

  “Yes.” What? like I am going to lie? He laughs and shuts off the water. He steps out and wraps a towel around his waist. I go to grab mine and he growls.

  “Please let me dry you.” He says. I shrug my shoulders and let him lead me out of the stall and he begins drying me with a fluffy towel. He starts with my head and works his way down.

  “I get to touch your body more this way.” He says. Well, I like that also. He drops to his knees to dry my legs. Suddenly, he growls and puts his nose to my pussy and I know he is only seconds from licking me.

  “No way, Ethan. I am hungry. Food first. Loving later.” He pulls back and looks up at me.

  “You're absolutely right baby.” He stands and leads me into the bedroom where he wraps me in a robe and then leads me downstairs.

  I love how familiar it all feels so soon. I would have thought it would take months to feel this comfortable with each other. He lifts me on to the counter as he pulls batter out of the fridge and turns the pan on to heat. He must have been in the middle of this when he heard me in the shower. I smile at the knowledge that I can so easily distract the man. It makes me feel powerful.

  “How did everything go last night?” I ask him as he pours batter into the pan. He is making pancakes, one of my favorite things to eat. It doesn't matter to me if it is breakfast or not. We attacked each other so quickly last night that I never got a chance to ask.

  “Your brother is a bad ass. You know that right?” I can't help the laughter that spills out of my mouth at how impressed he sounds.

  “Talon has always been strong, though he has always downplayed his abilities.” He flips the pancakes with ease.

  “He made things incredibly easy. I am curious how he can use that much energy and not get even a nose bleed. It's as though he has had his One for years.” I have never thought of that. It does seem strange now that I think about it. He has always thought Nat was his mate, but they have never imprinted on each other. I wonder if it has anything to do with her disability.

  “Have you ever heard of a blind girl being someones One and not being able to imprint because of it.” I am curious on if I have been giving my brother the wrong advice. I will forever blame myself if they are each others One's and I kept them apart. I really haven't kept them apart though have I. He was with her today after all.

  “I don't know but I will check into it.” I know he will. He is a good man, I am very lucky fate chose him for me. I couldn't have asked for better.

  “Grab your plate, love. These are ready.” I smile as I go about getting us plates, butter and syrup out. I can't help but remember the last twelve hours and all of the love making. Even now I feel a tingling sensation between my thighs as I remember how good he felt there.

  We sit down and eat and I moan as I take my first bite of the fluffy perfection. My man can cook. Another star on his perfection tally. My eyes close tight as I sigh with pleasure. I open them and see him frozen in place with his fork halfway to his mouth. He looks like he would rather be eating me.

  “What?” I ask.

  “If you want to finish your meal, you better stop with the moaning and sighing.” He takes my hand and puts it on his erection.

  “I will be laying you out on this table and fucking you into oblivion.” I lick my lips. My body is tingling now from hearing him say what he wants to do to me. I hum as I feel my nipples tighten and pussy start to throb. My panties moisten and my channel spasms at the thought of him taking me again.

  “That's it.” He hisses, moving the plates out of the way. He lays me back and opens my robe and falls on my like I am his dessert. It is the best breakfast I have ever had.

  Chapter 8.

  The promised blizzard finally hits us. We have to postpone the meeting with all of our family. I love every moment of my time with Jenna. We make love in every room of the fucking house and still I crave her body. This blizzard has been spent completely naked and mostly balls deep in my One. That is when I am not eating her little pussy until she creams down my throat. I have nothing to complain about.

  The more I get to know Jenna the more in love I fall with her. She is sweet and funny. She had me laughing with all of her stories about h
er brothers and finding their Ones. She is made for me in every way. We get along as though we are best friends and her pussy fits my cock to perfection. It feels like we have known each other a lifetime instead of only days..

  It was three days into our wonderful seclusion before the roads are cleared enough to go out if we need to. We are just getting out of the shower when the doorbell rings. I kiss the top of her head and throw on some clothes. The bell rings again just as I make it to the bottom of the stairs. I open the door to my parents, who look livid. Shit, I might have forgotten to call them with the news of finding my One. I just got so caught up in everything that it skipped my mind.

  “Uh... hi mom and dad.” I say as I step back to allow them to enter. My mom sniffs and stares down her nose at me as she walks in. My dad just looks upset and jaw is clinched so tight you can see a tick starting in it.

  “When were you going to tell us you found your One and that she is the lovely Jenna.” My mom says as she continues to stare me down.

  “Oh ma, I am sorry. I just forgot. With everything that has been happening, it just slipped my mind.” I look down at my bare feet. I feel like I am twelve again and broke the front window again.

  “We should have been the first phone call.” My dad says.

  “If it makes you feel any better I haven't called my family either. Talon and Aaron know because they were there when we met.” Jenna says as she walks into the room. Her hair is still wet and her cheeks are still flushed from our love making. She looks so much like snow white right now, except the long waves to her hair.

  “You best call them then dear. It is not fun finding out from a third party.” My mom says, but the heat has left her voice as she wraps her arms around Jenna. I smile at how comfortable they are around each other already.

  “I will do that.” Jenna says as she turns and grabs her phone.

  “Invite them over, love. We need to all meet anyway.” I tell her. She nods. We had been discussing that only minutes before my parents showed up. I turn to my mother.