Chapter 56: Healing

My promise to Erin during our ride home had been difficult to keep. As much as she wanted me, I wanted her too. I was probably feeding off her lust and it took everything I had to not let her just pull off my shorts and have her way. It rather reminded me of our first night together, but this was because of some bruising she had suffered while in Mike's care. I had underestimated her need previously and did it again in the car. However, Renée was my savior by getting us back to my apartment before anything happened. Erin literally chased me into the apartment.

Mandy was a bit shocked by Erin's partial nudity and how she was trying to get me undressed. When she found out about the doctor's orders she made the suggestion, "Why don't you try to heal her?"

That made both of us stop and as one, Erin and I looked up at Mandy. "Heal her?" I asked.

"Well, you effectively healed Carrie last night. This is just some bruising, right?"

Renée was chuckling and then outright laughing. Erin looked at me and then sprawled out on the floor, her legs spread wide and the too small dress bunched up around her waist, "That's a great idea! Heal me, Ral! And then fuck me silly!"

I looked from her to Mandy, who was just watching, to Renée, who couldn't contain her mirth.

"Well, if you two are going to, you had better hurry," Mandy added. "Alexandria and Tabitha are on their way here, and from what Alexandria was saying on the phone, she has some pretty good news."

Erin jumped up and started struggling with her dress as she stumbled into my bedroom. She called out, "Ral get in here, heal me and ... And ... Just get in here dammit!"

I looked at Mandy. "What kind of good news?"

She shook her head. "She wanted to say in person but she was busting at the seams to say something."

I was tempted to call Tabitha's phone and talk to Alexandria, but Erin called out again. I threw up my hands and went to the bedroom. "Let me know when they arrive."

I closed the door and turned to Erin, who was sprawled on the bed as she had been on the floor, minus the dress. It lay in a crumpled heap on the floor.

She held out a hand to me. "Come here baby."

I just shook my head with a slight grin. Walking over to the bed, I pulled off my shirt. Sitting on the bed next to her, I kicked off my shoes.

She ran her hand up and down my back. "Heal me baby. Make me so I can't bruise anymore and then you and I can do it as hard as we want and you won't hurt me."

I turned around and lay over. Watching her eyes, I pulled off my shorts and kicked them away. I lay on my belly, concealing my raging boner. I liked the idea of pounding her as hard as I could without hurting her. I had adjusted a few of the others but there still had been some withheld effort when making love. If I could heal Erin and make her so she wouldn't be hurt after the kind of pounding she wanted then both of us could really enjoy each other.

She watched me as I maneuvered around and placed my face only millimeters from her heated crotch. I didn't see any bruising. She looked full and ready just like the last time.

Erin licked her lips in anticipation of my touch. To be honest, I didn't know why I was delaying. I knew she wanted it and she knew that I was going to give into her. Maybe I wanted to hear her ask for it again. Maybe I liked to watch her squirm in anticipation. Maybe, maybe, maybe ... I leaned forward and watched her watch me as I ever so gently pressed my open mouth to her lips. She was hot, in the very real sense. Softly I lapped at her wetness, tasting her eagerness as much as her juices. I wanted it to be sensual, but she had other plans.

"Don't you dare go soft on me now! Heal me and then pound me into this mattress." Her green eyes burned with her need as much as her sex did. She wanted our joining as much as I did, and it made the passing of that warm liquid feeling power so much easier. She threw her head back as it passed into her and she ground herself into my face. She arched her back and held me in place for a moment. When she relaxed she looked down at me. "Wow. You can do that with me anytime baby."

"Oh really?" I asked as I rose up on hands and knees. She looked down and saw me hard and ready. Again she licked her lips and tried to reach for my shaft as I slowly crawled up her body. I watched her eyes as I planted kisses along her pale skin here and there. Her hard nipples were difficult to resist, so I didn't. I took my time, licking and sucking on them, alternating from one to the other until more than just her nipples and areolas were gleaming.

She was nodding at me as I rose up to meet her lips, and not only the ones on her face. As I kissed her my tip pressed to her heated opening. She moaned at the feel of me poised and her hands began working me up and down to push her open and allow me entrance. What I had done when I had used my power on her was heal her and make her so she wouldn't get hurt when we had sex, but what I hadn't done was adjust her perfect comfort. I wanted her tight. She was unique in that sensation, a glove just a bit small for a proper fit. Both of us felt it as I pressed into her.

"Oh Ral, Baby! You're so big. God I thought you were going to adjust me so you wouldn't hurt me." Her eyes were wide as was her mouth as she breathed deeply while her body accepted my generous giving.

"I did. I won't hurt you, but I wanted to keep the one thing that made you so very special in our bed." I finished pressing into her, slowly pushing in and pressing against her cervix. It would give with my intrusion so it wouldn't rupture, but it added to the pressure. "It doesn't hurt does it?" I asked. I may have had to adjust her further. I liked her tightness but I really didn't want to hurt her.

"No, I just didn't expect such a tight fit," she said as she looked at me. She adjusted her hips this way and that, feeling how I pressed against all of her.

"Feels like a tight pair of jeans," I said. It was true, too.

She smiled. "Or a really big dick sliding into me. Do me baby. Take me to heaven and prove that you love me." Then she closed my mouth with hers.

I didn't struggle against her choice of words. It didn't bother me that she was in love with me. I probably really did love her, too. It made the moment that much warmer, more comfortable. I melted into her, allowing my hips to move of their own accord. Hers moved against mine, making the strokes longer and deeper. It didn't take much more for us to reach that wild abandon that she craved. I was up on my elbows, in a partial sit up position as I pummeled her harder and faster. She had stopped trying to match my thrusts as she wrapped her legs around me and just hung on. She reached orgasm twice. At least her body had locked up and she dug her nails into my back twice. I was pretty sure what was going on, but I didn't relent. I didn't stop, because I could imagine her whining if I had.

She was getting close again. "Cum with me baby. Fill me with your sweet juice!" she called as she started clamping down on me. Her exquisite tunnel had been working on me heavily. I should have blasted off in her several times already. The only thing I could attribute to holding back was the methodical working of my body to keep going. If I went, we would be done. At least, I probably would be for a while. Well, maybe.

I relaxed and felt that familiar stirring. It had been waiting and now that I had relaxed some part of myself, it was already standing by. It caught me by surprise and the sensation of my scalding sperm racing up my shaft and out into Erin caused me to thrust at her that much harder and hold the position. I flooded her beyond full and it spilled out of her, down my legs and her ass onto the bed. I started to relax and lay down on top of her, but she could smother under me. So I grabbed her hips and rolled us over. There was plenty of room on the bed and it caught her off guard a bit.

Once settled, we lay there cuddling and occasionally flexing our respective spent organs. She would squeeze me or I'd flex and we'd squeal from sensitivity.

"That was wonderful," she said looking up at me from my chest. "Thank you, baby. I feel so much better, but I could go for seconds."

Seconds? "You're welcome, and I feel better too."

She reached up for a kiss just as someone else knocked on the door.

"Come in," I answered.

Whispering, Erin responded by my answer, "Ooh, cum in me."

"I just did," I said as Alexandria entered the room. The first thing I noticed was the glowing smile she wore as she took notice of me and Erin cuddling on the bed. If there was any kind of trepidation of seeing me with someone else, Alexandria hid it. She also seemed too excited with her news to care. I noticed the floral print dress that clung to her chest and her hips. It was loose in between and around her legs. I flexed involuntarily in Erin and she squealed lightly.

'I know what you mean baby. She's hot even in that dress, ' Erin thought at me. Our telepathic link was still turned on and we didn't have to say anything to know each other's thoughts.

"I went with Tabitha to the police station like you wanted. They took my report and all the details I could remember," she said bursting with excitement.

"Did they already have a suspect or something?" I asked.

She shook her head. "No, they're going to have to look back at that time and see what they had. BUT, Tabitha and I went over to my old apartment building..."

"The one gutted by the fire?" I asked.

She nodded. "But it wasn't gutted by a fire. Ever."

I let the information sink in. If there hadn't been a fire that meant her daughters hadn't died. "Your girls!"

"I know!" she squealed. Tabitha, Renée and Mandy entered the bedroom. Apparently Tabitha had already told the others, because they all had big grins.

Erin lifted herself up. "What about your girls?"