Not wanting to risk sending her to the roof alone, Ranger insisted Jessie light-up in the bathroom. Thankfully, the exhaust fan worked really well. It took some doing but Ranger finally got Lester, Zip, and Zero motivated enough to move from their positions on the floor. He had run out to the kitchen to grab her a Pepsi, noting that Wyatt was still asleep. Convinced that she had all she needed for the next few minutes he went to the living room to wait for the 6:30 shift. Shit, this night was too surreal for words. Hearing the men exit the stairwell outside Ranger opened the door and waited a beat for Manny, Vince, Binkie, and Bobby to walk in. They were all walking stiffly, making Ranger go on alert that something had happened in the last two hours he was unaware of. Bobby's "What the hell happened in here a few minutes ago?!" was amusing. That was also when Ranger realized that all of his men were walking around with massive hard-ons.

Before Ranger could answer him, a mostly naked trio of men limped their way out of Jessie's bedroom. Zero had made it as far as cargos and one boot. Zip was holding his cargos up with one hand and carrying his boots in the other. Lester was still stark naked and dazed. Bobby's eyes widened as he turned to Ranger. The unasked questions were enough to make him laugh again. God, he hadn't laughed this much in a long time. The three amigos threw themselves down onto the couches with a huff. Wyatt sighed and rolled over. Vince and Manny were looking at each man and back to Ranger, Binkie stood with his hands behind his back bouncing on the balls of his feet.

Just as Manny was about to break the stunned silence, Junior and Woody walked in carrying large trays of food. Hal brought up the rear, still walking with a strut, holding loaves of garlic bread and a giant salad. None of the food-bearers were surprised to be fully erect. Ranger lifted an eyebrow at Junior who said he wasn't much of cook but made a decent spaghetti. Lester lifted himself off the couch and hobbled over to the kitchen to locate plates and silverware. He proceeded to stand there au-naturale and shovel spaghetti into his yap. Zero and Zip at least had the decency to make a plate and sit down before refueling their tanks. The new men watched them eat and became even more concerned about what had taken place behind that bedroom door.

By the time Lester had consumed enough carbohydrates to think straight again, he started talking to the others in between bites. "Oh you guys are in so much trouble…", he chewed a little more, "I think she's back to full strength, no wonder there are four of you now...". The ambiguity of his statements was not doing very much to set the others at ease. Zip and Zero found it fucking hilarious. Ranger thought it best to not comment at all. Woody looked seriously at Ranger, "Is her pain really gone now?". At Ranger's nod Woody relaxed and smiled painfully, "Then do you know when this will go away?", Woody looked down toward the large bulge in his pants. Ranger shook his head and tried to not chuckle. He guessed there was at least one benefit to being immune to her full powers.

Ranger eyed his watch and then his men. Binkie bounced a little higher. When he pointed to the bedroom door without saying a word, the others started to move. From behind, Bobby, Manny, Vince, and Binkie heard a mixture of encouragement and threats. The highlights were: "Hurt her and die." "Good luck!" "Don't be scared, man up!" and "Poor bastards are so fucked...". Ranger stopped them before they could enter. "Her eyes have started to glow, but that's good. The first six healed her pain, the rest of us need to give her extra power for the fight." His reminder that this was all being done for a purpose was not missed by any of them. Bobby had major questions regarding her pain and the healing, but wisely left his medic persona at the door. Ranger placed his hand on the doorknob, "Remember, no matter what happens, how bright her eyes get, its just Jessie in there with us.".

As soon as he entered the room he felt the difference. Jessie was propped up on the bed, looking like total wickedness. The soft white sheets were not doing much to hide her curves. Her eyes were still glowing faintly, though her smile was brighter. Ranger walked over to Jessie and sat down, his hand going straight to her thigh. "How are you doing Loba?" She cocked her head to the side, "I haven't felt this good in a really long time." She peered over at the newest group of Rangemen, wanting to gauge their reactions to her and the situation. No one looked scared or uncomfortable, mostly the anticipation of the unknown was written in their stances and looks. She saw that Binkie appeared to be the most at-ease, she smiled at him. Jessie leaned closer to Ranger, allowing the sheet to slip a little further down her torso. She didn't want to be rude by whispering in front of the men, but needed his advice. She asked Ranger a few questions. When he nodded his head and smiled, Jessie was very pleased.

She placed her full, glowing attention on Binkie, "Brian… would you come here please? You have something I need." Poor Binkie almost lost his footing as he walked to the bed. Jessie moved herself upward, letting the sheet fall completely as she knelt before him. His eyes traveled over her exposed flesh in appreciation. Jessie could almost feel his touch, though he hadn't moved his hands. When she told him he was wearing too many clothes, he chuckled and stripped. As efficient as every other Rangeman, he was soon standing before her wearing only his handsome smile. Jessie gave him a sincere glance, "I will not hurt you. I promise.". When he nodded that he understood, she used her telekinesis to physically move him closer. He was startled at first, but knew not to fight it. He really did trust her in this. Between her power and her instruction, Binkie found himself lying in the very middle of the king-sized bed, a fluffy pillow under his head. The light was fading in the room as the sun sat for the evening. Jessie used her mind to turn on the bathroom lights and then close the door most of the way. The subtle glow from the bathroom sent a ray of misty light over the bed.

Jessie moved herself over to him, bending to straddle his broad waist. She tilted her eyes down to study his milky complexion and scruffy chin. He was too sexy for his own good. Binkie kept still, happy to see what she would do, really happy with his current view. When the Deftones began to play Change from the nightstand, his fantasies became a reality. Leaning down to kiss him, Jessie ever so slowly began to move her hips. The moisture blanketing his erection was hot and smooth. As her tongue created erotic sensations in his mouth, her core pulsed over him in the same rhythm. Binkie was having an out-of-body experience. She was fucking him and he wasn't even inside of her yet. Bravely, he reached a hand up to cup her breast. Her moan of blessing was all the nudge he needed. She kept rubbing herself on him, creating a divine friction for them both, as she worked his mouth into a state of bliss. The tension between them grew, the lust in the room was stifling.

When Jessie felt the bed dip she broke apart from Binkie's swelling lower lip to look to her left. Ranger was propped up by the headboard, undressed and hard. His knees were bent, allowing enough space for Vince who was also naked and laying on his side. To her right she found a mirror image, with Bobby by the headboard and Manny at the bottom of the mattress. Holy Shit. All five of these men were nude, hard, and staring at her like she was the biggest prize on Earth. None of the men were close enough to touch each other, but all within her easy reach. She looked back over to Ranger and mouthed a thank you, he winked in return. The volume on her mp3 grew louder as the same song started to replay. Jessie leaned back down and concentrated all of her efforts and power feeding on the room as a whole. She had to focus on her task and their pleasure or she would lose control and forget to take in everything she needed. Unfortunately, thinking that clearly was not easy with her current surroundings.

She returned to her previous pace of rubbing and kissing, feeling the moisture dripping from his tip mixing with her own. His warm hands expertly moved over her sides, down her spine, over her ass. He settled his palms on her hips, allowing the expanse of his fingers to splay over her as she moved. When his thumbs worked their way closer to her center, she knew she needed to take the plunge so to speak. Jessie lifted her body just enough to give her hand room. She took him by the cock and plunged down onto him in one painfully pleasurable movement. Binkie was not a small man, she needed time to adjust to him. Jessie rode him long and hard through two more song repeats, it was an incredible experience for Binkie. He was able to watch her moving above him, study the way her muscles would move, how her skin would change colors. He enjoyed it when he trailed his fingers from her collarbone to her navel and she got goosebumps. Bringing his thumbs back to her core, he inched them closer to her clit. Jessie's pace quickened as she rocked over him. His eyes rolled back in his head.

As the bedroom filled with the sounds and scents of heavy breathing from six people and their pheromones, Binkie thumbed her clit with greater force and Jessie came for the 9th time that night. Somehow, the others had managed to control their aim, not showering each other as they also came. Ranger, still hard, was about to bite his bottom lip off. Without a second thought, Jessie vanished the mess and turned to Manny. He was staring at her in awe. His chocolate brown eyes were saucers, his breathing was labored. Having just been shook by his release, it was not surprising he wasn't physically ready for more. That just wouldn't do… Jessie closed her eyes and concentrated, when she opened them she was looking directly at his cock. Using her telekinesis in small increments, she started to send blood from other areas of his body to his dick. Manny's eyes grew even bigger as he watched her fill him to standing. Jessie smirked, swung her leg off of Binkie and straddled Manny in a reverse cowgirl. One fluid movement that took less than ten seconds. As she thrust down onto his reborn erection, the mp3 came to life. House of 1000 Corpses by Rob Zombie was probably not the song most people would equate with sex, Jessie was different…

She rode Manny in reverse like a woman possessed. His placement on the bed, not to mention his utter shock, left him quite useless in the whole exchange. Jessie didn't care. She had reached a point in her feeding where her thoughts were far more animal than human. As the song picked up she slammed herself down onto him harder. He was going to have bruises on the tops of his thighs from where her hands were gripping him. It was worth it. When Jessie leaned herself backward, Manny grabbed a handful of her short hair. He held her head in that position as she pumped up and down. When he reached around to pinch her clit she screamed out a release that made her temporarily blind. Bobby, Vince, and Binkie grunted and groaned as they came again. Jessie was panting, though not because she was out of breath. She lifted off of Manny and scooted around on her hands and knees so that she was forming a cross over Binkie's stomach. Her ass remained pointing to the side of the bed where Bobby and Manny attempted to regain their sanity.

Jessie stared into Ranger's eyes. He recognized the beast inside of her had come out to play. How someone so small could wield that much power and energy was amazing to him, he loved her even more in that moment. Her green eyes were even brighter than when they had started, Ranger wondered if it made her vision different. Jessie was not in a conversational mood, she wanted more and she wanted it yesterday. Without turning around, she 'encouraged' Bobby's impressive dick to swell to its maximum. He cursed from his spot at the head of the bed. Magicking the mess while cuing the next song, she moved his person directly behind her shapely rear end. She had the presence of mind to whisper "Grab me Bobby." before Marilyn Manson's Redeemer began and she pushed herself backward, enveloping his engorged cock.

The breath that Bobby sucked in was sexy, she wanted him to make that noise again. Bobby shook his head, clearing his dreamlike state. He would damn sure be an active participant in this, no matter how medically impossible it should be. He grabbed her hips forcefully and shot forward with a thrust that moved her entire body. Jessie growled low and long, meeting him with each impact. Their union was a fight to see who could press harder into the other, who could knock the other off balance. Her core was throbbing with need as he stroked over all of the right spots inside. She lifted her left hand off the bed, Binkie was kind enough to place a palm on her stomach to help her keep balance. When she moved her fingers down to rub herself she made eye contact with Vince. The look he gave her was exactly what she wanted to see, he knew he was next and he was ready.

Three hard thrusts later and they both almost went backwards off of the bed. Manny stopped Bobby just before he toppled off the fluid and sweat-slicked sheets. Binkie had cum straight up onto Jessie's stomach. Vince, pulling from a reserve of strength he wasn't even aware of, actually stood up from his spot on the bed. Breathing heavy, flushed, covered in his own cum, he held his head up and walked around the bed to where Bobby was still trying to regroup. Vince pushed Bobby to the side, letting him fall on the pillow he had previously occupied. Jessie chuckled, her laugh was so filled with desire she didn't sound human. She swept their mess away and wiggled her ass invitingly. Vince took a hold of her to keep her still. Who knew her Reggae Rangeman could be such a trooper? As Puddle of Mudd played Control, he entered her. Jessie was beyond impressed that she hadn't had to manipulate his manhood with her powers. When he reached down and lifted her top half up to meet his, the angle change was perfect. Binkie, afraid of making a mess again, moved to the far corner of the bed by Ranger's feet. Vince's sure hands moved over her torso, exploring her breasts, her abdomen. Leaning his head down to her left side, he bit the place where her shoulder and throat met. Jessie mewled in satisfaction. Ranger was unable to take any more, his legendary control was long gone. As he stroked himself in front of her, Jessie let loose another gush of fluid from her core. Vince shuddered but kept pounding into her.

With a firm grip on her left nipple Vince used his first two fingers to apply the perfect pressure to her clit. When Jessie shouted, "Cum with me", Ranger knew she was speaking directly to him. As her release rocketed through her body, every other man in the room moaned in pleasure. Watching Ranger squeeze every last drop out of himself was such a turn-on. Vince fell sideways, almost landing directly on Bobby. No one seemed to care at that point. Having found his own release, Ranger was ready to play again. He rolled himself under her, his face inches from her puffy, pink lips. As Jessie removed the signs of Vince from her body Ranger licked her from front to back. When she made Rob Zombie sing Pussy Liquor from the nightstand, Binkie laughed. Ranger had his arms around her thighs so he could grip her ass forcefully, holding her in place above him. He attacked her swollen nub with enough force to be painful. Jessie was so far gone at that point, she didn't notice the sensitivity.

Sitting on his face, a perfect view of his god-like body stretched in front of her, Jessie knew a big one was coming. Pun intended. The small portion of her brain that was trying to retain its humanity was shocked when she heard her own croaking voice pleading to be touched. The others responded immediately, though she didn't know if it was of their own accord or her will. Four men caressing her while Ranger sucked her clit was the trigger necessary to spark another powerful orgasm. It wasn't quite the wall-shaker she had had with Ranger before, but it was enough to knock the others to the floor.

Ranger moved out from underneath of her, the evidence of her arousal was glistening on his lips. She kissed him fiercely, loving the taste of herself in his mouth. Her eyes were glowing brighter than Ranger had ever seen them. "Loba, are you OK?". She cocked her head to the side, a move that made him feel instantly better. "I'm fucking fantastic Carlos, but I want more. I'm almost there. Tell the others to take their weapons off out there and get in here, fast... They have ten minutes or I'm bringing them in myself." She kissed him again and got off the bed. As she walked toward the bathroom she waved her hand dismissively; Bobby, Vince, Manny, and Binkie were lifted off the floor with care and placed on their own feet. They were completely clean and very stupefied.

Ranger smiled fondly at her retreating backside, even in her current state, she was still taking care of his men. Though at this point, he thought they were likely more her men than his. The idea warmed his heart even more. Ranger walked, still naked, to the bedroom door. Vince and Manny were leaning on each other for support, Bobby and Binkie were doing the same. When he stepped into the living room to find Tank, Cal, Ram, and Hector waiting, their shock was comical. Mind you, Hector was not surprised to see the men undressed or staggering. He was amazed she hadn't fucked them too silly to function. Hector knew what Jessie could do from first-hand experience, this time he was more prepared. There was no one else in the apartment besides the sleeping dog. His other men were doing their jobs elsewhere in the building, keeping watch for Destroyer.

Ranger gave instructions for the naked men to eat something and rest while telling the last four to go ahead and undress where they stood. "She is in a state, she said you all have 10 minutes or she's bringing you in by force." Hector smiled widely and rubbed his hands together. "¿Cómo está su dolor? ¿Nivel de potencia? ¿Algo que necesitemos saber?" (How is her pain? Power level? Anything we need to know?) The tone of Ranger's laugh gave a naked Ram and Cal pause, "Her pain is gone. Her powers are stronger than I've seen before. There is nothing I can tell you to prepare you for this.". He stopped in thought, "I think she is looking for a good spar, don't hold back." His wolf-grin was menacing, Hector was thrilled. Ranger checked the clock on the wall and nodded toward the door. Hector didn't need to be told twice, he marched with a purpose to the bedroom door and flung it open with a bang.

As Hector stepped into the room and found Jessie standing by the bathroom, their eyes met. In a split second she was on him, his back pressed against the dresser. Slo-mo-tion by Marilyn Manson filled the space, the bass of the song echoing off the walls. Hector took control, he had owed her a little payback and he was going to get it. He lifted her easily into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist. He spun Jessie around and slammed her into the wall beside the door. Jessie gasped pulling his shaved head closer to ravage his mouth. She wanted to be on him, in him, touching every glorious centimeter of his inked flesh. Ranger laid down on the bed to enjoy the show while Cal and Tank took seats in the chairs by the window. Ram remained standing nearby, hard enough to cut diamonds.

Hector didn't give her any warning, he buried himself inside of her brutally fast and hard. Jessie's short nails scratched into the skin of his shoulders, drawing blood. His forceful assault on her core was making the pictures on the wall rattle, Ranger could feel the movement from the bed. As Jessie clit rubbed against his pelvis he was plundering her center with reckless abandon. Her moans had become a mix of growls and sobs as she locked her legs tighter around his muscular frame. When Hector reared his head back and then sunk his teeth into the delicate flesh just below her collarbone, Jessie came with a wailing scream. He continued to pound into her, letting them ride their release to the very end. Cal, Ram, and Tank were speechless. What they had just witnessed was more primal than anything they'd ever seen in their lives. Jessie opened her glowing eyes and scanned the room quickly. Each man looked down to find themselves clean and hard once again. Hector pulled Jessie off of the wall and tossed her onto the bed where she landed near the edge on all fours. Her laugh was dripping with seduction and approval.

Ram didn't hesitate. He stepped up behind her, grabbed her roughly by the hips, and thrust hard. This had always been Jessie's favorite position. As he completed his first pump into her, David Draiman was already singing Forsaken. Ram was ecstatic with her song choice and demonstrated his approval by pushing into her with greater fury. Glowing eyes landed on Ranger who was still lounging on the bed, his cock pointing to the ceiling. For an instant, he thought he heard her voice in his head telling him to touch himself. Her face had not changed and her lips had not moved. Either she was overpowering the serum or he was just developing his own form of ESP with Jessie. He was happy to oblige her any way. As she watched him stroke his length lazily, Ram kept pounding her at a savage pace. When Ram licked his index finger and inserted it into her ass, Jessie screamed loud enough to be heard blocks away. Pumping his hand and cock in rhythm, it took only 30 seconds for Jessie to shriek in ecstasy as she came. She was clenched so tightly around him that he couldn't move. Her contractions milked him for all he was worth, making him dizzy. When she finally unclasped her inner muscles enough for him to pull away, she fell to her side and rolled to her back.

As before, each Rangeman was miraculously clean and hard again. Hector and Ranger were the only two not cursing aloud. Hector, in fact, was finding the entire situation highly fascinating. Cal stepped up to Jessie whose ass was teetering on the edge of the bed with her knees bent upward. He took each of her legs in a long-fingered hand and lifted her lower half into the air to meet his erection. They were forming a naughty human wheelbarrow as the blood rushed back to her head. Holding her by the thighs, trying hard to not bruise her, he rubbed his dick over her engorged lips a few times. When she switched songs to Wayne Static's Not Meant for Me, he entered her languidly. Looking up at him, her eyes the brightest jade green imaginable, she appreciated his tattooed chest and nipple piercings. Ram had fallen onto the bed opposite of Ranger, his eyes dark and dangerous. Cal was torn, he knew she could take a lot physically. Shit, she had kicked his ass without powers. But he also knew the female body should only be able to withstand so much. He was afraid this 'feeding' was going to cause permanent damage to her internally. Ranger sensed his dilemma and assured him that she would be fine. Jessie growled in impatience. Cal gave her a 'you asked for it' look in return and pistoned himself into her. Cal had no mercy, he was relentless in his movements, his domination. Two song repeats later and Jessie had lost the feeling in her feet. They were both sweating, the concentration on his face was sexy as fuck.

Cal was commanding her body in the best way. When he ordered her to cum in an authoritative voice, she let go and cried out. Her body shook as if she was in the midst of a seizure. Her blazing eyes were almost painful to look at directly. Cal stepped backward a few feet, giving Tank the room necessary to step in. To her surprise, he bent down and lifted her off the bed completely. A part of her was thankful that he was holding her up, she still couldn't feel her feet. Tank kissed her fondly, his gorgeous lips soft and full. She returned his kiss with equal passion as she cleaned him and re-inflated his manhood. Ram and Cal groaned. When she realized he wasn't going to put her down, Korn's Beat it Upright started to play. Hector chuckled, the pun crossing language barriers. Bracing his enormous legs in an unmovable stance, Tank lifted her enough to press his girth into her. He was huge. Bigger than Hal and Ranger, which was really saying something. Jessie was in absolute heaven. She locked her arms around his shoulders holding on for dear life as Tank used only his strong arms to bounce her up and down on his massive cock.

Jessie was saying things that no one understood. Ranger wasn't sure if it was a language he had never heard or just incoherent babbling, but it was driving him insane. Tank was still dropping her onto his length, he hadn't even broken a sweat. Every time he licked his lips Jessie became more wet. She felt so full, she knew she wouldn't last long like this. When he leaned her backwards slightly and kept pounding her, the angle was perfect for an attack on her g-spot. Ranger thought he heard her again, louder than before. If he wasn't mistaken, she had simply said, "Be ready to finish it.". He got off the bed and walked over to where Tank was standing, poised to make a move when the time was right. When Jessie came, she didn't make a sound, though her mouth was open in the shape of a scream. Tank roared like a jungle predator.

Ranger didn't miss a beat. He unlocked Jessie's legs from Tanks middle and pulled her ass backwards. Tank kept a hold of her upper body. Ranger barked an order that Jessie was too far gone to understand, but it made Hector, Cal, and Ram appear at his sides immediately. Ram took one leg while Cal took the other. Hector placed his hands under her middle. They had effectively pinned Jessie in mid-air, her legs spread wide and ready for Ranger. Jessie made eye contact with Tank just as Ranger smacked her ass, hard. She threw her head back and purred. The Devil's Rejects by Rob Zombie filled the air with a haunting strain. Ranger smacked her again. Jessie was dripping a puddle onto the wood floor below her. Ram and Cal lowered her a fraction of an inch, placing her opening right in front of Ranger. He surged forward as if moved by a magnet.

Jessie pulled Tank to her, their mouths meeting as Ranger pumped into her with alternating slaps on her cheeks. Hector slid his hand down her belly to land at the top of her mound. He moved his thumb over her clit in a tight circle. Ranger's spanking and thrusting both grew in intensity, the pain he was causing her only served to elevate her pleasure. Ranger rumbled from behind her, "Take it Loba. Now!", just as Jessie flew apart into the abyss. Her head fell to Tanks shoulder, her body throbbed and spasmed. Her ass was on fire. Each of the others shouted their releases into the room. The Haywood building shook for an instant, then all was quiet and calm. Ranger and his men were still touching her, still holding her up. She didn't need the assist any more, at that point she may as well be invincible, her powers were so charged. She could feel their weariness, they were all tired. The love she felt toward each of the Rangemen came pouring out of her in waves, wrapping each man in the building in a cocoon of strength.

Cal and Ram released her legs so she could stand as Tank let go of her upper half. Jessie's eyes were so luminous, she was lighting up the darkened room all on her own. Ranger could feel the strength and power she was sending him. It was exhilarating. In seconds, he felt fully rested and ready for anything. The looks on the other men's faces said they were receiving the same. Jessie smiled at Ranger and opened the door with her mind. Bobby and Binkie were sitting on the couch, they were back to 100% as well. Jessie walked to where Wyatt was laying and placed her hand on his head. He opened his eyes, listening to the words she was not speaking. She bent down and placed her lips on his head. Ranger heard her whisper, "mamma loves you" before she stood again. When she stepped aside, Wyatt's eyes were glowing like Jessie's, only a rich caramel color.

Ranger placed his hand on the low of her back and rubbed a gentle circle. "Loba, that was amazing. Thank you for returning our energy.". She began to smile at him and stopped, turning her head to look at the living room wall. Ranger knew she was seeing something that he couldn't. "You're welcome Carlos.". Her attention was not focused on him or anyone else. "Are you OK Jessie?", Ranger asked with concern. Finally she smiled, "I'm fucking starving. But it's gonna have to wait. Destroyer is on his way...".