Void's Psionics (46 page)

His mouth opened and his tongue gave a slow
stroke down the fold of her pussy that had her jerk a little. His
hands were busy rubbing her sore legs ruthlessly. Oliver’s search
was quick to find the pink pearl of pleasure to make sweet love to
it and Renee’s eyes were rolled up in her skull. She was trying to
distract herself by teasing her own breasts, but he was too skilled
in winding the coil of orgasm that had her screaming “OLLY!!!” and
he was far from finished as he slid two fingers up her channel and
made the spasms of release carry her for nearly a minute till her
legs gave out. His quick hands eased her down. She rubbed her
breasts and panted. “No fair.”

“
I never am when it comes to
pleasing you.” He kissed her deeply in the filling tub much smaller
than what they used, but it would work. She moaned when she
erotically tasted her own sweet nectar and knew she had a little
more of herself in him. She then gently leaned him back and settled
between his bent knees to double fist his thick cock while making
her tongue peel back the little bit of foreskin and swirled the way
that had him throwing his had back. She licked the thick pulsing
vein that ran the length of the lethal shaft to say “You’ve never
been this big before. I might need to bottle my pheromones of
fertility if your cock is this massive.” Before he could respond
she opened wide and consumed him far in her mouth and down her
throat without gagging as she had control of the gag reflex. She
did traumatizing slow strokes till he jerked and she went faster,
knowing his body was near to blowing. She kept going till he made a
loud masculine half groan-roar. An she pulled back as his salty
sweet semen filled her mouth and she swallowed quickly, yet
savoring its creamy molten texture the whole way down.

Spellbound by water hitting and reflecting
off her body like small diamonds, he was under her power. The only
one to make him happy she was in his life. When her eyes met his
they were glowing.

“
Olly, thank you. I want to
have your child.”

“
And I want one
too.”

She moved over top and grabbed his still
rigid cock and put it right in her own throbbing sex to ease
herself down on it. “So… big.” She swooned when he was completely
buried to the hilt. It pleased him to hear it and know she was not
one to lie. And she was right, she was tighter than normal, but it
made it more special as he began slow, long strokes, watching her
bite her lower lip and moan with her eyes closed to feel every
sensation. Her scent made it wild to hold back and when she was in
his mind she opened her eyes and told him to ravish her.

And that he did. Water sloshed as he worked
her into a moaning mess before she threw her head back to orgasm
again and he was right along for the ride as his balls squeezed and
he let loose millions of swimmers into the pool of life.

Soon Renee was sitting with her ankles around
his waist as he powered into her with wild abandon and she loved
it. Psionic increased orgasms were shared together again and
again.

After the shower they made love under the
freshly laundered bed sheets and didn’t stop till after
midnight.

Tangled together in the darkness, the
constant heat she had felt suddenly grew rapidly and she sat up
with a jerk, hand on her lower belly. Her frightened look had
Oliver sitting up and worried. “Red?”

“
We’re pregnant… and it’s… a
girl?”

“
What?” he asked as she
spoke in a whisper not even he could hear so close. But he smelled
her and rumbled “You smell like Andrea.”

“
Olly…” She turned and
smiled with tears running down her cheeks. “We’re pregnant and I
already know I’m going to have a girl.”

“
How?”

“
I don’t know, but I know we
are having a baby girl. And feel me.” She touched his
face.

“
You burn. You’ve never felt
this warm even when we ran to get here.”

Renee lifted her wrist and the bracelet
released enough material to glove her hand and turned it to scan
herself. “Forty six Celcius!” she exclaimed… “But I’m just a little
hot. Humans would die running this hot… now I see why your semen
samples burned out other pregnancy simulations… my hypothalamus is
working to cool me but my body is metabolizing to create the heat.
My temp has stabilized, but I’ll need to keep an eye on it.”

“
Is it bad feeling? Being
hot?” He asked as she put the medical scanner away and rubbed her
belly with a great big smile.

“
No, I was prepared. The
diary let me know this was completely normal, but said nothing
about knowing the sex of our child right at conception. Then again,
I haven’t read it all. It is a bitch of a long read. But the
increased temp is proof I’m pregnant.” She quivered a laugh.
“Hello, Little one.”

Sparky must have told as
Rose came barging in the room aglow in the darkness, her scales a
lively dark pink.
“My mate tells me it is
done. I want names for the new hatchling. Now!”

Renee didn’t hide her nakedness as she said
“Isabella… after Ma. I swore if I ever had a girl, I’d name her for
Ma’s memory. Had she been a boy I’d call him Felix, but I just know
I’ve got a little girl in me.”

Rose came up close, Oliver
noticing Sparky’s head curved around the doorway, but not entering.
Sparky entered his mind.
“Let the females
be. Come, we will drink.”

“
Not now. I’m not letting
her out of my sight. She is in danger and I cannot leave.” The
overprotective male instinct had kicked in, in overdrive. Oliver
now understood what it meant and Sparky made a hiss as half the
Liger females came without needing to be called. Nova had sensed
his master’s change and knew what it meant. The females would never
let anything bad near Renee, that much was crystal
clear.

It was true, what little scent that already
left carried on the breeze the flavor of a pregnant Solarian.
Salamanders would soon come for the chance to eat as well as all
other Beasts who catch her new fragrance. Tonight though the storm
made the night safe.

At first light Renee was on the com with
Jessica, unable to fall asleep with the excitement. They talked for
hours after the sun seemingly had arisen off the horizon, she
sitting on Oliver’s lap as he kept inhaling her sent and sounding
very pleased she smelled so good. She repeatedly emphasized she was
fine and being so close let Oliver hear her com and Jessica being
worried mainly about her body temperature. But he was happy by how
much she was. She carried his first child in her womb and it filled
him with potent feelings that he would fight for them even after
death. These feelings translated into the Pride and though they
still lounged when inside, their ears twitched at the faintest
sounds showing they were alert. Only their connection was two way
and they were protective too.

“
Oh alright. You just have
fun and we’ll talk again tonight… yes I promise to call you if
anything changes. Again yes…” Renee laughed. “My temp is still
holding. It hasn’t changed since he officially knocked me up with
our little Izzy… oh shut up you whore.”

Dimly he heard. “Love you too, Queen
Bitch!”

“
And don’t you forget it.
Bye, Auntie.” And Renee tapped her ear, spun to sit side saddle on
strong thighs and threw arms around his neck as they sat downstairs
beside the hearth. “Well at least she is happy for me. Steph is
busy with Andrea having little orgasms about the different artistic
styles compared to the wind city’s. Papa is happy knowing he’s
going to have a granddaughter soon. At least Jessica was smart
enough to use the tranquilizer I gave her on his ass because, as I
guessed, he was Gathering for flight as soon as we stopped talking.
He’ll be mad, but Jess is with me on being alone. He’ll just have
to wait till it’s all over.” She suddenly shivered.

“
What was that about?” Her
sudden change was hardly lost on his unblinking gaze at her flushed
skin that was aglow with the start of pregnancy.

Her smile faltered a little.
“Seems like I am pregnant and Solarian. I just thought about
killing Jessica knowing after she hugged me she
would
hug you had she been allowed
over… I’ve never thought about killing her. Never. She and
Stephanie were the only mothers I had ever known.” She laid her
head on his shoulder, her tone softening. “I’m glad I was
forewarned and we didn’t get pregnant onboard. It would be a
disaster. Just the thought about another woman brushing against you
in passing makes me as mad as when I was raped… no… more so. I
don’t think I would be in control.”

“
You hungry yet? There is a
little left over.”

“
Nice deflection, Idiot.”
She leaned back and gave him a kiss. “Glad you know me so well. And
yes I’m hungry. All this heat is burning through calories thirty
percent faster than my body usually does and this altitude is
making my heart pump harder.”

“
Then you enjoy the fire.
I’ll go cut up some thick steaks.” In a slick move Renee sat in the
sturdy chair and he was in the icebox digging out Beast meat. A
good two kilos under standard gravity, twelve kilograms on
Zerika.

As he cut up some steaks with his beige bowie
style dagger she stroked a large body of fur. “Olly, I think you
should let the other girls here have some cubs.” Her intent had the
females’ all lifting their heads. “You know, bring them back from
extinction.”

“
I don’t know. I know they
want cubs, but we know so little how they’ll react.”

“
Yet I do.”
Came a new mind as the front door suddenly slid
open.

The cutlass was already singing through the
air as the Pride was on their feet and armored, surrounding Renee
with their massive bodies in an instant.

The arching blade paused midair as a slender
female Creelin stood in front of a male. He said in confusion.
“Callier? Netul?”

The former lowered her Psi
blade and made it disappear up in the gold attachment on her
arm.
“Yes, it is us. May we come in? And
stay away from me. Renee will attack me if you get
closer.”

Proof came as scarlet hair was already
straight up and her green glowing eyes were somehow showing angry
shocks of red. Even from behind the armored Pride covered in razor
sharp spines and blades she was by far the most fearsome. Oliver
stepped away and the further he got the more his pregnant wife’s
hackles lowered till she blinked in confusion. When her eyes
settled to normal she asked “Wha… what just happened?”

“
Not to fear, Renee. Such is
normal when the anger overwhelms your sense of self. Now may we
enter?”
Callier asked again.

The cutlass went ‘shhkt’ as it slid back into
the sheathe. “Of course.” He turned around and went back to the
kitchenette to finish preparing breakfast. “They are friends.” The
Pride was wary, but they put their armor into their collar and
mentally got a feel for the newcomers who allowed it.

“
Greetings, young Renee.
This is the first time we have met in person. I’m Bezlin
Callier.”
She said and extended a four
digit hand with fingernails finely filed and delicately shaped into
claws.

Warily Renee took it and they shook. “It is
good to finally meet you, but I thought we wouldn’t meet until Olly
and I came to your colony.”

“
And I too assumed we would
raise our young together, but now you are ahead.”
Callier thought, her eyes turning a soft peach
that smoked.

“
So why did you come?”
Oliver got to the point.

“
No humans in the area to
know we were ever here and because my Match is a foremost guardian
of rare and endangered species. And she is
the
foremost expert on Zeramndillieq
villip… your Pride.”
Netul said as he knelt
by the fire and warmed up his hands.

“
And we were granted access
to stay as long as you will have us, so long as no humans know we
are here to influence them.”
Callier said
as she leaned her shield down, reached back to hold the pointed
braid and her Cultio unraveled to releas her sensitive antennae
more like thick and segmented black hair that fell down to her
waist with a slight rattle.

“
Isn’t it too dangerous with
me in my condition?” She asked as Oliver sat down and gestured
Renee to sit on his lap while holding out the cleanly cut steaks
that had her stomach growling. She sped over, plopped down in her
favorite seat and popped a raw piece of meat in her
mouth.

“
I know and fully understand
the risks. And I have been on more than one receiving end of a
pregnant female and am still very much alive.”
Callier said as Netul had gone over to the table and brought
over two more chairs for them. They arranged themselves on the
other side of the fire to have clear line of sight as well as
distance.

“
Did you kill them before
they killed you?” Renee blurted and went redder from
embarrassment.

“
No. I’m a born telepath
with few equal among my people… like yourself. When I was
threatened on those accounts I merely forced them to sleep deeply.
Not to worry, I will keep distance from your Match. And if you do
attack, I hold no ill will. The anger is uncontrollable. The one
true weakness in your species.”

“
Kind of like the hunger
lust you saved me from when I caught scent of that Cerberus?”
Oliver asked.