Well, it's taken me almost four years to finish this story but here we are - the letter Z. I would like to thank everyone who has read and reviewed and I do hope you enjoy this chapter. There is an epilogue so make sure you keep this story on alert.

-Gemma
XOXO

Final Chapter Posted 3/16/15

Chapter Twenty Six – Z is for Zen

~ Part I ~

Her turn.

Of course, she would want me to reciprocate. It's only fair – right? Only I'm a little hesitant. See, Sarah and I used our hands on each other not our tongues so I have no experience at all with oral sex. After Six's five-star performance, I know my attempt will only disappoint her.

She sits on my lap and we kiss again. My cock is hanging out of my pants, which are hanging off my ass. I think about removing them completely – but for the time being I want to focus on Six. With her bra unhooked I sneak a hand under her shirt, brushing against a taut nipple.

She gasps into my mouth.

I repeat this motion with my other hand. Her reaction is the same and now she's kissing me harder. There is a hand on the back of my neck and another slithering down between our bodies. The ghosting of her fingertips against my dick arouses me yet again.

Her shirt rises telekinetically – a combined effort on both our parts. We smile at each other as our Legacies merge in this task. She's topless and I take in the sight of her breasts. I kiss her lips one last time before my mouth journeys down her neck and to her curves. I trace my tongue across a hardened nipple.

Her back arches and her hips grind against me. I cup her breast and open my mouth, sucking on the sensitive pink circle. She mutters my number as her head dips between her shoulders. Her hands rake through my hair.

All I can think about is how much I want her.

How much I love her.

I attack the other breast, licking until its firm and then spiraling my tongue across the bump. Her tongue laps at my ear. Her panting travels through my auditory system and directly to my groin.

My hands fumble with the button on her pants. Then I have to fight the zipper with telekinesis. I have a tough time because she's biting at my jugular and focusing on other things is becoming impossible.

But I do manage to get enough access to slide my hand inside the elastic of her panties. They're a pink and brown camouflage with a tiny white bow in the front.

"Cute," I tell her. "But I like the red ones better."

"Me too," she whispers as she nibbles on my collar bone.

Between her legs there is nothing but bare skin. From the wrist I slide my hand to one side and then the other feeling for the patch of hair that I know should be there.

But it's not.

Her skin is smooth as silk.

Shit.

This girl is too fucking perfect.

Removing my hand, I lay her down on her back and very un-romantically tug her pants off the rest of the way. She laughs and calls me, "Sexy" – which should have been insulting but it seems that with her accent – anything she says really is sexy.

I struggle to get the pants past her combat boots which are knotted tight enough to hold a skyscraper together.

"What the hell, Six – afraid you'll trip?" I ask her as I resort to using my Legacies to loosen the knots.

She grins as her hands glide down her body to her hips. Six distracts me from her boots by hooking her thumb in the elastic and teasing me with almost glimpses of her bikini area.

I telekinetically throw her boots and pants across the room before placing my mouth on the flesh just above her panties. Her back arches and her fingers comb through my hair. I try not to be too excited but I can't help it and I rip this pair too.

"Sorry," I mumble apologetically as I look up at her face.

"That's two. One more strike and you're out" she jokes, pushing my head back down with her telekinesis.

I kiss her bare skin again before snaking out my tongue. I try to remember what I saw those girls doing to each other in that movie I watched but I am so aroused I am having trouble concentrating on anything but the naked female beneath me.

I slide my index finger along her center axis, stopping to add a little pressure against her clit. Then I switch to my thumb, swirling it in small circles. It drove Sarah over the top but Six doesn't appear to be having the same reaction.

Fuck.

I attempt to use my tongue but in order to do so I have to lay on my stomach like a sniper and my erection doesn't appreciate being squashed against the cold floor. I try to twist my hips to alleviate the discomfort but I feel an odd strain in my neck.

"What are you doing?" Six asks as she props her elbows beneath her to get a better look at my actions.

"I can't do it like this," I explain, demonstrating how I'm practically castrating myself.

She finds the whole thing hilarious.

You know, if I wasn't completely in love with her – I would tell her that she was a real bitch for laughing at me during my first attempt at cunnilingus. But I never get the chance because she's kissing my "boo-boo" and I don't feel nearly as angry as I did a few seconds ago.

"It can't always be about you though," she whispers as her kisses climb up my chest.

"I know," I sigh. "And I really want to …" I lose my words for a moment as she slams me onto my back. "Hey!" I protest. She used more force than was necessary.

"No more excuses," she informs me as she crawls on top of me, straddling directly over my mouth.

It's deja vous.

Only we're not at The Angry Angus on top of a mechanical bull, but she's definitely in reverse cowgirl riding my face.

As much as I would like to be in charge and call the shots – it seems that things always work out much better when Six is in control. I hate to admit it (for the sake of my own ego) but she's actually quite attuned to what I need – even when I don't think I need anything.

My arms are looped between her calves and the back of her thighs and my hands rest on her hips. She sets the pace, grinding down on me long enough to get what she wants but not long enough to smother me (for which I'm grateful).

I can feel the wetness across my face, a combination of my saliva and her arousal. She's been pretty quiet for the most part. She's panting erratically and I can feel her trembling. It's hard to tell whether she's reached orgasm yet – and I think the only way to know for sure is penetration.

Sliding my arms free, I place my hands on her ass and push her forward onto all fours. She begins to say something but at the same time I flip her over onto her back with my telekinesis. I set her down gently with my mind as I remove the rest of my clothes in the standard human way.

She's right in front of me, watching my every move with piercing interest. I feel I need to explain why I'm doing what I'm doing but I don't think asking, "Did you cum yet? Because I really want to fuck now", is the way to go. So I dial it back, muttering, "You're so hot," instead.

She smiles.

I take that as my green light to proceed and run my hand between her legs. She's silky and moist. I run my index finger down her slit and into her warm entrance.

At least I try to.

But she is so fucking tight.

I feel her flinch and then she winces with a hint of what appears to be pain.

I immediately stop the forward progress of my finger wondering what the hell I did wrong. Shit, Sarah took three whole fingers without a problem. And I wasn't being nearly as gentle.

"Keep going," Six tells me with a stubborn insistency that doesn't exactly suit the moment. Slowly, I push in a little further while nervously biting at my lower lip. She's trying to remain poker faced but I know that she isn't enjoying this the way she should be.

My hand stays between her legs as I lean in to kiss her. When she kisses me back her hand reaches between my thighs and I sigh with pleasure.

Her thumb slides over the head of my cock. Distantly, I realize that she's taken control of my hand with her telekinesis. I let my arm go limp as she moves my finger in deeper. If we were back on Lorien, I'm fairly certain the Elders would not approve of Garde using our Powers like this. I guess it's a good thing that they aren't around to catch us.

The heel of my palm is rubbing hard against her clit because my finger is completely submerged inside her. It barely registers in my brain because my cock is about to explode again. As her tongue thrashes through my mouth, her hand and my hand (still under her manipulation) increase their momentum. A moment later both our bodies silently climax.

The floor of the hunting cabin is now marked with two (generously sized) puddles of alien DNA.

Notably hers is just as large as mine.

I drop to the ground and curl up against her side. We're both a little out of breath and I can hear our hearts beating in tandem. We lay there for a while allowing our bodies reset. No words are spoken between us but I can feel her restlessness as strong as I feel my own

"Ready?" I ask as I slide my hands over her bare breasts last time. She moans a brief protest but we both know it's time to go.

We have a long road ahead of us.

~ Part II ~

We ditch the van and decide to go on foot for the next segment of our journey. While I kinda miss the open road not having a vehicle to worry about has been an advantage. We can take short cuts and rest wherever we want. Even BK is happy to be free of the confines of standard transportation.

We stop for the night in a somewhat remote area a few hours out of a major city. The house is a foreclosure (at least that's what the sign on the front lawn says) and we are definitely not the first people to crash here. There are all kinds of trash and debris in every room. I won't mention the animal droppings and the stench of urine. It makes the bathroom back at that college apartment we stayed in seem sterile.

As I walk around trying to find a half-clean spot where we can sleep, I catch a glimpse of Six through the large kitchen window. She's in the backyard, walking the perimeter of what appears to be an in-ground pool. It's filled with everything but water; sticks, leaves, rocks and some other things I can't distinguish. I watch as Six removes heaping piles of it with her mind. What the hell is she doing?

As I open the back door, the rusted hinges snap and it falls from the frame onto the steps below.

Six looks over at me from her pool-cleaning chore.

"Oops." I carelessly shrug my shoulders. She shakes her head and returns to her task. "What are you doing?" I ask as I approach her.

"Want to go swimming?" she grins.

"In there?" I frown. "Not really."

"Oh come on!" she lightly punches me in the shoulder. "Where is your sense of adventure?"

"I left it in my other pants," I reply.

"Haha."

BK dashes past us chasing a chipmunk. In my mind I can hear his excitement as well as his playmate's terror. I watch as the chipmunk dashes up a tree trunk to safety. Without skipping a beat, BK transforms his beagle paws into claws and climbs up as well. The chipmunk races out onto a branch and leaps onto an electrical wire. Its tail twitches as it fights to keep its balance as it races along this high wire through the length of the yard. Not to be outdone BK follows, changing his shape to that of a small beagle-looking squirrel.

As I watch them I notice that a large storm cloud is headed our way. "Hey Six, we should get inside," I say. When she doesn't reply I glance over at her. Her eyes are closed and she's deep in concentration. "Six!" I say, louder this time.

"Shhhh!" she hushes me.

I realize that the storm cloud is her creation.

It settles over the pool and on her command opens up, dumping gallons of water into the pool and the yard. I pull my hood up over my head and scowl. I know that no matter how much I don't want to swim – one way or another – I am going to end up in that stupid pool.

The pool fills quickly and Six eagerly strips off the majority of her clothes. It's been two whole days since the hunting cabin and now I'm thinking maybe a quick swim wouldn't be so terrible after all.

"Cannonball!" Six screams. She takes a running start and launches herself into the water. There is big splash, more like a tidal wave, that nearly drains the pool. I have to use my power to keep from being soaked.

As Six comes up from air, I'm already kicking off my shoes ready to dive in and wrestle the rest of her clothes off her body.

"It's FREEZING!" she exclaims hugging herself tight as she treads water.

"Freezing?" I repeat, pausing in my haste to undress.

As if in answer to my question, she sends a spray of water my direction. It's absolutely frigid and I re-button my pants.

As Six climbs out of the pool, I can see her blue lips a mile away. "Hey there polar bear," I tease her, as I attempt to keep my mind off the fact that her hard nipples are staring directly at me. I'm not sure how much longer I'll be able to keep my cock under control.

"Funny," she says through chattering teeth. As I'm staring at her waterlogged boy shorts and imagining what lies between her legs, I realize how much I need to see her naked again.

I hear a splash and tear my eyes away from Six long enough to see that BK has jumped into the pool. He's racing through the water as some sort of neon colored seal-shark hybrid.

Then my eyes are back on her breasts and I think to myself there has to be a way to get her to skinny dip…

I walk to edge of the pool and stick my hands in below the water's surface. The icy cold numbs my fingers almost immediately. Closing my eyes, I activate my Lumen. My hands instantly feel warmer.

After a few minutes I open my eyes as BK swims right under my hands. He's circulating the water and spreading the warmth through the pool.

"Is it working?" Six asks as she kneels next to me, dipping her hand in to test the temperature.

"Well?" I ask, awaiting her response.

"I'll let you know," she tells me as she gets up and walks a few feet away. Balanced on the edge she takes a few steps then bends her supporting leg as she dips a foot down into the water. She does this several more times as she makes her way to the far side of the pool.

It takes nearly fifteen minutes but I succeed in heating up the entire pool.

Then Six pushes me in with her telekinesis.

I have to retaliate and when I do – it's brutal. I dunk her and steal her clothes throwing them onto the far roof of the house, where she can't see them. Then I drag her all the way down to the bottom of the pool and pin her there.

But it's only for a second.

She lifts me off of her and completely out of the water, throwing me into the deep end. BK swims around me in such quick circles that a little whirlpool forms. Then Six races toward me, swimming as gracefully as a topless mermaid.

Our fingers lace together as we lock hands. I feel her strip off my clothes with her telekinesis and I counter by trying to push her face down into my crotch. Her legs scissor kick and come dangerously close to colliding with my balls – and I begin to think that maybe this isn't the best strategy.

I fire up my Lumen again with the intent that when my hands get hot enough she'll let go of me and I can keep my junk at a safe distance. But the genius I am, forgot that Miss Fireproof can hang on through the heat.

I pull her up to the surface for air and once again, I experience a near miss to the boys downstairs as her knees bend in a powerful dolphin kick.

As we break the surface, I'm about to beg for the future of Lorien – which as the (current) only male Garde lies solely in my testicles when Six surprisingly announces her surrender.

"You win," she tells me.

"I win?" I look back at her. This has to be a joke. Six does not just give up in battle – especially when it's with me.

"Yes," she says as our hands disconnect. The space between us widens a little as we both tread water. For a second I am reminded of my last night in Florida. When I was in the water with…what was her name? I can't remember. Not like it's important anyway.

What I do remember is the searing pain as Number Three's death was burned into my skin.

"Where did you just go?" Six remarks as she sends a small splash at the side of my head.

"I was remembering something." I suppose I could tell her the story but as I look into her eyes, talking is the last thing I want to do. I swim forward until I'm practically on top of her then I pull her against me.

"The game's over." Six looks at me in confusion.

"This is a new game." I press my mouth against hers.

I can feel her body go limp in my arms. Neither of us are swimming, we're using our Legacies to stay afloat as we make out. Her arms are around my neck as she presses her body against mine. My clothes are somewhere along the bottom of the pool and so every inch of my skin is exposed.

The water around us is still warm but I activate my Lumen again. I want it hot – like a Jacuzzi.

I'm floating vertically with my arms down by my sides. Six has relaxed her embrace and one of her hands travels down my arm. Even though the sensation is dulled by the water, it's still enough to get me aroused. I wonder what Henri would say if he knew I was using two Legacies at once while erect and making out with another Garde. He would have to compliment my ability to multi-task – right?

Her hand slides off my arm and across my abdomen and then between my legs. As she fists my cock, my telekinesis falters and I sink below the surface. At the same time my Lumen dim considerably.

Six uses her power to move us closer to the wall. The way the pool floor is sloped there is a ledge just wide enough to stand. With her back against the wall Six wraps her legs around my waist and I place my feet under her.

Six's fingers lace behind my neck and she pulls me in for another kiss.

"I think its YOLO time," she whispers as her hips shift against mine.

"Yeah," I agree wholeheartedly as I kiss her again.

To stay on the ledge I've been holding on with both hands – one on either side of Six. In order to get this party started, I need to let go with at least one hand but Six is a step ahead of me. She slides her ass up on the edge of the pool and gets comfortable. The she places a leg on each of my shoulders, glancing down at me with a daring smirk. "I'm first this time." She's all business – leaving me zero room to argue.

My tongue and finger attack simultaneously. She rocks back onto her elbows and gasps loudly in delight. As I nibble along her very swollen clit her already tight walls squeeze the hell out of my finger. In a daring move, I began to slip in a second finger. Her belly contracts and she lets out a whistling exhale. I give her a second to breathe before I continue.

Keeping my thumb pressing down on her clit, I curl my fingers slightly. One of her legs moves and I hear her ankle crack as she rolls it clockwise. Weird? But I don't say anything because what the hell do I know about the anatomy of a Lorien female?

I decide to skip the finger curling – and try the 'in and out' technique. Her hips respond and things seem to be getting better (and wetter). I lean forward and press my mouth against her – and she moans - loud enough for me to hear.

Finally!

I pause a moment to take in the sight of her beauty. Midnight hair splayed out on the pool's deck as she lays there soaking in the pleasure that I'm providing.

Okay – maybe I'm getting a little ahead of myself. It was a single moan and its not like BK is begging for earplugs. Even so, I'm feeling good about this.

I climb out of the pool and crawl over her. Six's eyes are glazed and she opens them ever so briefly. We kiss again as our bodies nest together. We're only a thrust away from intercourse. My cock is at the edge of her – and all it will take is a fraction of movement and we'll be joined together.

I press upward, sliding my erection against her slick pussy. My length rubs against her and we both groan with pleasure at the sensation. Even though I'm not inside of her, the friction created by our bodies is glorious and I find myself thrusting hard and fast.

I hear her breathy gasps as she clings to me. She spreads her legs further and her pelvis tips changing the angle. I slow down to long sensual strides. I want this to go further but I'm not sure how to ask for it. Talking seems wrong right now. It's like this is a dream and if I speak it will all fade away.

For me there is comfort in knowing that even if it doesn't happen right now. It will happen. We're meant to be.

Fate.

Destiny.

Kismet.

All those unexplainable occurrences that so many people wait their whole lives and never experience.

We did.

We're the lucky ones.

My name tumbles from her mouth as she pauses to stare into my eyes. What I see is the purest of love and I wonder why it took me so long to see the obvious.

Forever

With only a look she speaks of our future. I reply in the same manner, unspoken words of my promise and devotion reflect in her eyes.

Slowly she rotates us until I'm the one on my back. The night sky is painted with stars but Six shines more brightly than all of them combined.

She takes her time, mapping out my skin with the touch of those lips. Her feathery soft kisses frustrate me with their close proximately to places that desperately want to be seduced further. She's being coy tonight and the waiting is torturous.

Her hips eventually align with mine once more as her body presses to my chest. I feel her ribcage expand as she takes a deep breath before she eases herself backward. At the thrill of entering her, I accidentally verbalize the expletives in my mind.

I open my eyes and take in the beauty of Six as she lowers herself at snail's pace onto my cock. Her rhythm is steady and I hold her hips. As she descends on me I grind up against her, watching with pleasure as her mouth forms a small 'o' and her chins drops to her chest.

In my mind, I have a while to go before I peak so I relax and enjoy my view of her full breasts as they bounce above me. But for some reason my orgasm builds much more quickly than I anticipated and in minutes I am on the verge of exploding. As I try to slow her down, she's speeding up and I'm unable to communicate in anything more civilized than Stone-Age caveman grunting.

She's panting hard and every few seconds she lets out mewing sound. A blue glow shadowing against her skin is the only warning I give that my Lumen is going off again. I close my eyes and attempt to rid myself of the only fear I have right now.

Cumming too damn fast.

The next thing I know tiny cold drops are falling all over my chest. I half open my eyes and see light snow flurries falling throughout the entire yard.

A forceful orgasm rides through me and I dig my fingers into her skin as I let out a heady cry. She collapses onto me, barely able to breathe.

Wrapping my arms around her, I kiss the tangled mess of seaweed that her hair has become. Her head rests beneath my chin as she snuggles closer. I run my hand along her back, fingertips tracing the length of her spine. I close my eyes and imagine that we're back on Lorien surrounded by lush forests and serene oceans.

I imagine that none of this shit with the Mogs ever happened. My parents are still alive. Henri is still my Cepan.

In my dream, my life is perfect.

And for this one moment – I'm going to pretend that my dream is real.

FIN