The Supreme Power of the universe was making sure the final phase of the last hope for humans to finally realize their full evolutionary potential was set in motion the night of December 24, 1977. Only those humans who were "pure of heart" and "strong of mind" had been given "gifts" that would strengthen as they were passed to each generation. And those "gifts" would be necessary in order to combat the dark forces of the universe that were threatening the future of their world...
The Guardians had been doing everything possible to keep the dark forces unaware of what the Supreme Power was up to. But somehow the dark forces had rooted out a particular group of "chosen ones" who were crucial to the plan and they'd been doing everything in their power to tear apart or eliminate those who were most important. But The Guardians had been keeping watch over them and they were confident the "chosen ones" would one day prevail over the dark forces...
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Jonnie North carried his bride Megan over the threshold of their new condo in Santa Monica and straight back to their bedroom that had been prepared especially for that night. The curtains on the sliding glass door that led out to their private balcony overlooking the beach and the ocean were open and soft moonlight illuminated the room. Jonnie kissed his wife for a moment before he set her down and then moved around the room lighting candles until they were bathed in a golden glow.
He stood several feet away from her and watched her eyes fill with desire as he slowly undressed himself down to the sexy black underwear that he'd bought just for her. The tight briefs could barely contain his huge, stiff cock... He felt a jolt of something akin to electricity sizzle through his body when Megan closed her eyes and moaned sexily, her head falling back a little after she'd stared at his crotch.
Jonnie moved to her and stared down at her face, watching her lush, parted lips move as she panted excitedly. Then her deep-set hazel eyes slit open and she watched him through her lashes when he put his hands around her back to lower the zipper of her gown. He lifted her long golden brown curls with his left hand as his right one worked it slowly down to her hips, then he gently pulled the sleeves and bodice of her gown down her arms and away from her body and helped her step out of it.
He stood back for a moment and admired the sexy white lingerie that Megan told him her mother had bought for her to wear under her wedding dress. A strapless white bustier with little bikini panties and a lacy white garter belt and stockings... and she still had on her white satin high heeled shoes.
Jonnie had seen plenty of tall, skinny, leggy models dressed... or rather "undressed"... that way. But none of them had ever made his knees suddenly feel weak because of a fire raging in his gut and groin from the need to possess their body the way he did Megan's!!! In fact, no other girl had ever made Jonnie react with such desire and raw lust...
She was so beautiful and sexy... not even the angry-looking red streak of the scar running across the right side of her chest could detract from his desire for her. It only served to remind him how much she loved him... and how close he'd come to losing her.
His eyes suddenly filled with tears at that realization, but not even his tears could dampen the fire burning inside him. A fire that was driving him to finally take the girl he'd loved all his life and make her his woman by claiming her body with his as a man... her man... by making love to her as her husband... what he'd been dreaming of his whole life.
Jonnie could scarcely breath from the strong emotions filling his chest and his gut and from the aching of his cock. He wanted Megan so badly but fear of losing control made him hesitate and he just stood staring at her as a couple tears slid down his cheeks. He watched as she moved in front of him, wincing slightly as she lifted her hands to his cheeks to wipe the tears away and then kissed him gently, her soft lips gradually easing his fear.
Then she stepped back and turned around as she said softly, "You're going to have to help me with the bustier... Mama had to help me put it on because my chest and shoulder are still too sore. So... would you mind?" she asked as she twisted slightly to look over her shoulder at him with an innocently sexy expression.
Jonnie's gut tightened and his groin sizzled. With the baby's breath still adorning her hair and the look on her face as she stared at him, she looked like she was only about 15 years old... the age they'd been when his dreams of her had turned from innocent, romantic visions of love to ragingly torrid scenes of lust and desire! He growled softly as he reached down and undid the hooks of the bustier.
Then he surprised both of them when he suddenly reached around with his hands, ripping the bustier away from her and hauling her body back against his when his hands grabbed her breasts as his growl turned feral. He continued to knead her breasts firmly as he pressed their bodies together, still growling like an animal as he nipped at her neck and she gasped and moaned while writhing against him.
Megan's initial gasp had been from slight pain as he pushed her breasts upward while gripping them, but her body's instantaneous reaction to his sudden display of lust made the pain all but disappear. Jonnie was squeezing her breasts and rubbing his palms on her nipples causing them to harden, begging for more attention. And she nearly collapsed when he gave them what they were begging for...
Jonnie's growl turned to a deep groan as he softened his grip to brush his fingertips over the stiff peaks of her nipples and then squeezed and gently pulled on them until he felt Megan sagging against him. He released her breasts, bent down and picked her up and carried her over to the bed... their bed... where he was about to claim her as his wife.
He paused to remove her shoes while she undid the straps of the garter belt and removed it, then he peeled the stockings down her legs and then finally her panties. He froze on his knees between her bent, spread legs as his eyes traveled from her face down to her wet curls. She was as anxious for him to take her as he was...
His eyes traveled back up to her face and he watched her desire deepen as he pushed his black briefs from his hips and ass and removed them. Then he crawled over top of his soul mate and watched in awe as her eyes told him that she was as awed as he at the amazing sensation of his cock filling her so completely. "Oh, my God, Jonnie!!!" she breathed raggedly when he started moving inside her.
Jonnie couldn't get over how tight and slick she was around his thick shaft. He felt a slight pang as he suddenly remembered that Megan was not a virgin. She'd given herself to Brad over two years earlier... before any of them had known he was her half-brother. But she'd not been with anyone else since... so she was close enough to a virgin bride for him. He was almost glad that Brad had done the honor... since Jonnie would probably have caused Megan quite a bit of pain the first time, as huge as he was.
Megan couldn't stop from lifting her legs, wanting to feel him as deeply inside her as possible. When he encircled her with his arms and pressed their bodies tightly together as he kept thrusting slowly and deeply, her moans of pleasure grew hoarse as deep emotions clutched at her chest and tightened her throat as tears filled her eyes.
When her husband lifted his head to look down at her, she saw tears swimming in his deep aqua eyes as well. They both whimpered softly as he dove down to claim her mouth and kiss her passionately as his thrusts grew faster and deeper. Their mouths slid apart to kiss across each other's cheeks and they could both feel the wetness and taste the saltiness of their tears.
The right sides of their faces were plastered together as Jonnie began to take Megan hard... wanting to drive his cock so deeply into her that he would feel like he was leaving a part of himself inside her. Which, of course, he did as soon as he felt her flesh clench on his as she cried out, causing him to yell and freeze, buried, deeply until the throbbing of her flesh had him pumping a massive load of his seed inside her.
He hadn't had an orgasm in over a month... since the night before Thanksgiving when he and Megan had last stroked each other off. And this orgasm was nothing like he'd ever experienced with her before... it was so explosive both physically and emotionally that he couldn't do anything but gasp raggedly through his tight throat as tears flowed from his eyes.
When their bodies finally stopped jerking from the force of their climaxes, Jonnie lifted his head to stare down at his wife and saw that she was just as blown away by their lovemaking. Her eyeliner and mascara were leaving streaks under her eyes and down her temples where her tears were washing them away... but she'd never looked more beautiful to him than at that moment.
He lay his forehead against hers as they struggled to control their lungs, their hot breaths mingling. Their panting slowed to the point where they could breath through their noses again so they could join their mouths in the most deeply passionate and tender kiss they'd ever shared. A kiss that instantly told them they finally knew everything they'd ever needed to know... there were no more doubts and there never would be again...
They were meant for each other... something greater than themselves had made sure that they would realize this and commit to each other for some reason. But both of them were still unsure of what that reason might be... until right around midnight just as they were making love again and they both exploded with even more intense orgasms.