Bound

Cake

I decided to make a summertime
cake. I went for a Sangria cake. I like how they look and taste. This mindlink thing works great in the kitchen.

Sam says, "I'll take care of the dry
ingredients."

I take the wet. I like cooking with Sam it's
effortless. There's no arguing over
what or how to make something. I just say let's make this and we do.
We get the cake into the oven and
the icing made. I set the timer.
Sam has flour on his nose. It's cute
and I giggle.

"I thought only women
powdered their noses," I say.
He cocks his head, "What?"

He reaches towards his nose. I grab
his hand and pull it and him down to
me. He's nearly a foot taller than
me, but just so easily follows my
lead. I lick his nose. He growls and kisses me feverishly. He picks me up like I'm weightless and sits me on the kitchen island. He stands between my legs, never breaking the kiss.
Our tongues dance heatedly with
one another. His hands caress my
back, mine tunnel and tug on his
hair.

He pulls back, "You taste sweeter than any confectionery treat."

Then his lips claim mine again, this
time greedily and hungrily.
He presses his body into mine. In my
haste to dress after our swim,
neglected to wear any
undergarments. I hope I don't leave
behind any evidence of my
mounting desire.
This is intense. All of my senses are
heightened. I can sense, feel, and
hear his desire for me. I can smell it
too. I open my eyes.

His blue eyes are twinkling with a
swirling fire blazing where his pupils
should be. Suddenly the nearby fireplace
sparks with a roaring fire.
Startled we pull away.

The guys come running in. Eric says, "The fireplace in the living
room caught fire."

Just now Eric and Vincent spot me
flushed on the counter staring at the
fireplace across the huge room.

Vincent cockily says, "Fire now, huh?"

I'm a bit embarrassed by this, "Umm."
Reassuringly Eric says, "No need to be embarrassed. We let you have privacy and you started a fire."

"But I didn't mean to," I reply.
Vincent's tone changes to a more sympathetic one, "What led to it so we can better understand."

I take a breath, "My senses are on overdrive. I've not felt anything like this
before you guys. I saw a fire in his twinkling eyes."
Sam added, "Hers had the same."
"Then poof, fire," I say.

Eric says, "Well I guess we will be
listening until you can control
your abilities."
I ask, "Is this just a me thing or a me
plus a mate kinda thing?"
Eric thinks for a second, "Not sure, I've heard of mates
strengthening each other, but
bringing out abilities...no."

I frown, "Oh."
Vincent tells me to stop.
I say, "I didn't ask for any of this."
Sam says, "Everything is fine," just as Vincent does.
I smile at them for saying the same thing at the same time.

The guys all try to reassure me. I still question if this all can work out.

Eric says, "We'll work this out."
Vincent adds, "You're doing great. You're
learning fast. All will be fine."
I sigh, "Okay.  But I feel like a child requiring constant supervision."

Vincent smirks, "Well, you definitely could use an operator's manual."
Eric rubs my back, "You're anything but a child. Just none of us know the
extent of your abilities. It's
safer for all of us if we keep
our guards up."
I nod. The timer goes off for the cake. I
pull it out to cool. My mitt slips and I
burn myself, "For fuckssake!"

I grab butter to put on it. It heals
quickly and I wash my hands. I look at the guys, "That's gonna take getting
used to."
Sam says, "We all deal with it."
I tell them that I'm usually not a klutz just as Katie was coming into the kitchen.