“Meat,” he says. “Chicken, specifically.”
“Uh… Sure,” I say.
“It’s easy to digest, so you should be okay. You’ve been doing well with everything else you’ve eaten. Although you might struggle a bit with swallowing.”
“Doubtful,” Zev chuckles, making my face heat with a blush as I smile. Sudden images of me on my knees for Ren as he throat fucks me flash in my mind.
“Aww. You made her blush,” Marta giggles. “It’s okay, girl. Own it. I do.”
“Gross,” Ren frowns at her as the visions of me disappear from his mind.
Damn. I was enjoying those.
Marta giggles, and both brothers shake their heads. We start walking toward the house, and Zev’s thoughts are filled with him taking my ass. The more he thinks about it, the more excited I get. He is going back and forth between going easy and just pinning me down and wrecking me. I hope he chooses aggression, because I love it when he plays the part of violence but matches it with sweet words. It is just the same as I like it when he is being gentle but matching it with filthy words.
When we get to the house, the others work on making dinner while I sit on the couch to think. I don’t know how to cook, so it’s best that I just let them do it. I do want to learn eventually, but I’m going to stick to one thing at a time.
When dinner is done, they join me in the living room with plates. Zev and Ren sit on either side of me while Marta takes her spot in the armchair. My first few bites are extremely difficult. I’m not used to chewing, but I’m getting better. It’s when I swallow that I nearly choke. Zev and Ren immediately turned their attention to me and had their hands on my back, waiting to see if I could get myself through it. I’m trying hard, and eventually, I can swallow without issue. As the meal goes on, it gets easier. By the time I finish, I’m able to swallow my food without resistance from my throat.
We hang out and talk for a while before Ren and Marta decide to go home. Zev and I go to the bedroom to change for bed.
I am about to put on an oversized white T-shirt when Zev suddenly pushes me flat on the bed. He put his hand between myshoulder blades to keep me pinned against the bed, and I hear the pop of a cap. He takes his time spreading lubricant on me while teasing my ass. I groan as he plays with me, and I relax completely.
I’m surprised when he pushes something into my pussy, and it starts vibrating inside of me. There’s also an attachment of sorts that is touching my clit. He then straddles my body and slams into my ass without warning. The vibrations are bringing noises out of me that I didn’t know were possible, so no amount of pain can sneak in as he starts to aggressively fuck my ass.
I can’t focus on what his thoughts are because I’m too busy moving through sudden, powerful orgasms. They rip through me one by one, and I can’t form a single coherent thought. I’m gripping tightly onto the blanket as his thrusts reach deeper into my body. My muscles are violently shaking me as I come, and his moans are near-deafening.
“That’s my girl. Take my cock, Sweet Flower. You feel so good. Fuck, you are so goddamn tight,” he growls.
He is pounding into me so hard, and the orgasms are brutally chipping away at my consciousness. As Zev starts to come, something massive explodes in me as my orgasm lingers in my body. A rush of warmth floods out of my pussy as I scream into the blanket, begging him to fuck me harder. The second the feeling starts to dissipate, the world goes black, and I fall into what I know is a near-catatonic sleep.
Chapter Eight
Astra
Three Months Later
For three months, I’vebeen hard at work learning how to control my abilities. I have yet to admit that I can hear everyone’s thoughts. New things have appeared behind it, like understanding what someone’s emotions are and being able to predict their intentions. I’m learning how to control these things so I can choose when I hear someone’s thoughts or emotions. It is overwhelming to hear everyone’s thoughts and emotions, and know what they will do in the next ten seconds, so learning how to choose when I hear these things is helpful. Especially considering Ren is constantly thinking about me.
The one ability that I have that I do not understand is that I know what Zev and Ren are doing all of the time. It doesn’t work with anyone else, but I assume it’s because I spend most of my time with them. The downside of this is the fact that Ren gets himself off every single night thinking about me. It fucks with my head when it coincides with when I’m having sex with Zev.
I know eventually I will have to tell everyone that I’ve been lying about my abilities, but I think I have everything under control. I’m good at separating internal thoughts from when they are actually talking to me. At first, I was getting confused. They always thought to themselves that I was scared of Ren, but I’m definitely not scared of him.
Life has been phenomenal living on the island. We know that the Ossara government is still looking for me. I am sure they have their assumptions about where I went, but no one has shown up. I can’t help but want to save the world. I wish everyone could live like this. I thought about it for weeks, and I want to make a difference. We have these abilities, and they already have the plan to free the people of Ossara, so why not go further than that? I’m aware that there are other countries, but I don’t know to what degree they are being manipulated.
I’m sitting on the couch between Zev and Ren, reading, when I suddenly decide that I want to say something. “I want to change things,” I say.
“Things?” Zev asks, raising an eyebrow.
“I want everyone to live the way we do. I want people to be free to marry who they want, eat real food, and just live. I want peopleto be as happy as I am,” I say. “The whole world is oppressed, but we have the ability to make a difference.”
“Baby, it’s just Ossara,” Zev says. “Every country has its own governmental setup, but none of them is like where you came from.”
“What do you mean?” I ask.
“Ossara is the only country that decides who gets married. They are the only ones who do not eat real food. Every other country is free, just like this island. After the Great War, the population significantly decreased, but we have repopulated to a comfortable level. There are different cultures, foods, and the environment as a whole. Because of our abilities, we live quite differently from everyone else, but the others are still just as happy.”
“Take Balavix, for example,” Ren says. “They are three times larger than Ossara. They have complete freedom within reason. They’ve basic laws against murder and hurting children, but people are free to live and love how they choose. No one steals their children.”