Текст книги "Smiley"

Автор книги: Laurann Dohner

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Chapter Three

“Vanni?”

She looked at Smiley when he shifted over her. He rose enough for some of the light in the alley to reach his face and she could make out his gorgeous brown eyes again. She hated the sad look in them.

“We can ride this out without me entering you. I can handle myself and take care of you while we suffer the effects of the drug. Just don’t be offended. I’m in serious pain.”

“You are?” She felt stupid and selfish hearing that. “I forgot that you’re drugged too.”

“Yes. I need release or I might snap. I respect your status with another male and don’t want you to hate me. I just don’t want you afraid when I free my dick. I’m not going to force you to take me. Don’t look.”

He’s going to masturbate. No guy had ever done that in front of her before. She averted her gaze when he sat up and unfastened his pants. He lifted off the seat to shove his pants down enough to get them out of the way. Curiosity was strong but she resisted. He sat back down and his bare skin rested against the side of her leg, which was between him and the seat. He turned a little and cleared his throat.

“You’re safe with me.”

She braved looking at his face. “I understand.” It was probably the most awkward moment of her life. She was half naked and he had his lap exposed. They were practically strangers. Her clit started to heat up and her nipples beaded. She was learning the signs.

“It’s about to happen again.” Her breathing increased, her stomach muscles quivered and a dull pain began to build between her thighs. “When will this drug leave our systems?”

“It could be hours.”

“I won’t survive it.”

“You will.”

His hand caressed her thigh and she bit her lip. “That feels good.”

“May I enter you with my fingers? I’m afraid you’re going to hurt tomorrow if I continue to only touch you here.” His thumb brushed across her sensitive clit.

Instant pleasure shot through her just from that light touch. She nodded. The damage was done. She’d already cheated on Carl. She reached up and gripped the edge of the seat, fighting the temptation to squirm under his thumb to keep him stroking her. The pain returned with a vengeance.

“Smiley,” she panted, “it’s getting bad.”

He drew circles with the pad of his thumb across the bud of her sex and she adjusted her thigh to keep her legs open. The seat under her moved a little when Smiley turned toward her.

“Look at me, Vanni.”

She locked gazes with him and moaned when he turned his hand enough to brush his fingers against the folds of her pussy. He cupped her there and his fingertip gently breached her pussy. She arched against him, wanting more. It was incredible and she moaned.

“You’re so tight.” His voice deepened. “My dick is envious.”

She turned her head, unable to fight the temptation anymore. It took some twisting on the seat but she stole a glance at his lap. It was in shadow but she could make out his cock. He was big and his other hand was wrapped around the base. It fascinated her and she couldn’t look away.

He inserted his finger deep inside her and she cried out. Amazing. His motion changed from drawing light circles across her clit to rubbing up and down while he fucked her with his thick digit. She rolled her hips, straining to meet his slow pace. The sight of him fisting his cock and stroking it to the same tempo as his finger turned her on more.

“Faster,” she urged, wanting to come fast and hard.

“I don’t want to be too rough.”

Vanni let go of the seat and reached down and grabbed his wrist. She bucked her hips wildly, riding his finger. His thumb slipped off her clit but it didn’t matter. The feel of him inside her, any part of him, was enough to have her thrashing and moaning, lost in fervor.

He responded by groaning deeply and she grew excited watching his hand pump his cock faster. It was hotter than hell to her and she wished there was better lighting. His cock looked thicker and bigger than any guy she’d ever slept with. She imagined what it would feel like to have him stretching her pussy and she climaxed, crying out his name.

Her vaginal muscles seized around his finger, twitching strongly enough that she was aware of every one. Smiley tore his wrist away, withdrawing his finger abruptly. He grabbed his cock with both hands. She watched him wrap his fingers around the shaft. He threw his head back, eyes closed, mouth open. He didn’t make a sound but his entire body jerked and she looked down, watching him shoot his release. Thick streams of semen jetted out before he wrapped the head of his cock within his palm and turned away on the seat. It left her staring at his wide shoulders. He quivered a few times and his breathing was erratic.

Smiley recovered faster than she did. He straightened in the seat, his back still turned, and pulled his torn tank top over his head. She guessed he used it to clean up. He finally faced her and their eyes met.

“Are you okay?”

It stunned her that he was concerned for her. “Yes.”

“Don’t be afraid.”

She wasn’t. Not even when he shifted on the seat and came down on top of her. He braced his arms on both sides of her and his face hovered inches above hers. He was close enough to kiss. Her vision must have adjusted to the dimness because she could make out his features a lot better than before.

“I don’t have lotion.”

“Okay.”

“You’re soaked, babe. I need to rub against you to coat myself or I’m going to be sore tomorrow.”

It took her a few seconds to understand what he meant. She felt her cheeks heat up and hated the way she blushed so easily. “Oh. I understand.”

He shifted a little more and she was surprised when his cock rubbed against her pussy. He’d just come but he was still rock-hard. He didn’t even need to use his hands but instead adjusted his hips to slide the shaft along her slit. Her gaze locked with his and she again realized just how sexy he was. The streetlight coming in through the front of the SUV illuminated his face clearly.

The pain hadn’t returned yet but she wanted to kiss him. He rolled his hips, sliding the tip of his cock against her clit. She moaned and he froze.

“Don’t do that,” he rasped. “You have no idea how much I want you. I’d die just to possess you once. You’re so beautiful, Vanni.”

No man had ever said that before. It might just be a line he used but the sincere look in his eyes made her believe him. She didn’t plan to touch his face but it happened anyway. She just couldn’t resist cupping his cheeks.

“Really?”

“I’ve never wanted anyone more.”

She bit her lip and took a deep breath. Her gaze shifted from his eyes to the ring on her left hand. She let go of his face and reached behind him. She tugged the engagement ring but it didn’t want to budge. Vanni was persistent. When the band slid off, she let it drop to the floor of the SUV.

Smiley moved to the right a little and stared down at the discarded ring. He frowned then looked at her. “Why did you do that?”

“I’m too honest and will have to tell my fiancé about what happened between us. He’ll never marry me. It’s over.”

“He can’t blame you if you had no part in our drugging.”

“You don’t know him. I don’t think I knew him as well as I thought either, until recently. It’s okay. I think I’m doing both of us a favor by taking that off.”

A hot flash hit and she closed her eyes, breathing through it. Smiley lifted to put more room between their bodies and sat up. She reached out a hand and he grasped it, holding on tightly.

“It’s going to pass. I’m right here with you.”

She opened her eyes and used his tight grip to pull herself into a sitting position. She had to scoot away from him a little to do it. “I need you.”

“Lie back down.”

Her hands trembled as she gripped her shirt, trying to get it off but feeling too shaky to undress. Sweat poured off her. “Get these clothes off me.”

He hesitated.

“Please?”

He brushed her hands aside and yanked her shirt over her head. His gaze lowered to her bra and he licked his lips.

“All of it. Please. I’m so hot.”

“I could turn on the engine and run the air-conditioning.”

“Please?” Panic gripped her. “I’m burning up!”

He leaned forward, reached around her, unclasped the bra and tugged it off with an efficiency that bespoke experience. The skirt came off next, the elastic waist making it simple for him to tug it down her legs. Her panties were destroyed and she had no idea where her shoes were. She couldn’t remember losing them but they were gone.

“Fuck.” Smiley didn’t try to hide his thorough examination of her bare body. “You’re perfect.”

The hot flash passed and she wished she’d kept some of her clothes on. Carl had gifted her with a gym membership to lose fifteen pounds before their upcoming wedding. Smiley didn’t seem to mind those extra curves as he openly admired her with a hungry expression. He didn’t point out her flaws. She reached for him.

“Kiss me.”

He hesitated. “We should partially cover you.”

The rejection hurt her feelings and she shrank away. “I’m sorry.”

He was there in an instant, scooting across the seat. “For what?”

She drew up her knees in a sad attempt to cover her breasts and shield her pussy from his view. “I suck at being forward.”

His fingers brushed her hair away from her shoulder and he stroked her arm with the back of his knuckles. She smothered a moan. Her body was turned-on and she didn’t seem to have an off switch. To her senses, even the barest touches seemed amplified.

“Vanni? Look at me.”

It took courage but she did it. Their gazes locked.

“Talk to me. How are you trying to be forward? I’m unsure of what you mean. Be blunt. What are you thinking?”

She’d always been a bit shy and passive when it came to sex. Of course she’d never been dosed with a drug that made her breasts feel heavy and ache to be touched. Her pussy throbbed so much it was turning into real pain.

“I took off the ring.” She swallowed. “I need you.” It was difficult to tell him that she wanted him to fuck her and she couldn’t get those exact words out. “You, um, don’t have to take care of yourself. We could help each other.”

That soft growly groan he uttered was sexy and made her ache.

“I don’t want you to hate me tomorrow after the drug is out of your system. You’ll regret it.”

“Maybe.” She decided to be honest. “But tomorrow isn’t right now. And I won’t hate you. I’ll beat myself up if I have to blame someone. I want you.”

“Are you certain?” He stopped stroking her arm.

“Yes.”

“Are you on the Pill or any form of birth control?”

“Yes and I have a clean bill of health. What about you?”

“Species don’t carry diseases.”

She lowered her gaze to his chest. He was muscular and broad-chested. “You’re perfect too.” A stabbing pain shot up her spine. She clutched his upper arm. “It’s starting again.”

He leaned closer and reached behind her seat. She wondered what he was doing until the seatback reclined. She collapsed with it and gasped. Smiley slid off the seat, breaking her hold on him, and fumbled with something near his legs. The front driver’s seat clicked and he shoved it forward. He straightened to his knees in the less cramped space between the seats and gripped her thighs. One tug and her ass slid to the edge of the leather. He wedged his hips between her spread thighs and bent over until his face hovered inches above her own.

“I’ll be gentle.”

She was about to have sex with a stranger. She always thought it would be impersonal and cold. It didn’t feel that way when he smiled. It put her at ease. Smiley didn’t just enter her, he kissed her instead. She wrapped one arm around his middle and the other over his shoulder, her hands exploring the expanse of his back. He was warm and had silky-soft skin, considering he looked so tough. He reached between them and massaged her clit.

She tore her mouth away from his and moaned. “I hurt.”

“Wrap your legs around me as high as possible.”

She didn’t argue or question him but pulled her knees higher and clamped her inner thighs against his ribs. It trapped one of her arms under his but he pressed his weight down to pin her there when she tried to wiggle it free.

“Just allow me to lead this, Vanni. I’m going to make you feel so good.”

The way he said it, so soft yet gruff, sent the good kind of chills down her spine. He stopped playing with her clit and she wanted to protest but before she could his cock brushed against the slit of her pussy.

“Relax,” he urged.

She wiggled, wanting him inside her too much to worry about his size. “I can’t.”

He pressed tighter against her and she assumed he used his hand to guide his shaft to the perfect spot. He found it and surged forward. Vanni gasped, his cock stretching her vaginal walls as he pushed inside her. She was extremely wet and ready to take him but he froze.

“Son of a bitch.”

“Don’t stop.” She wasn’t sure what was wrong but she dug her heels into his lower spine. “Please.”

He made another soft sound in his throat. “I couldn’t if the damn SUV caught fire. We’d burn. I’m just afraid I’m going to lose it and be too rough. You feel too good.”

She bucked her hips. “I hurt for you.”

He pressed deeper inside her and she cried out. He was really big. Her body seemed stretched beyond capacity. Concern hit her for a split second. He went deeper and she clawed his back, frantically wanting him to move faster. She’d been so sure it would hurt but he felt amazing.

“Too slow,” she gasped.

“I’m trying to be gentle, babe,” he murmured, his voice gruff. “Fuck. The drugs are making you swell inside. We’re going to kill each other. I’m terrified I’ll be too rough with you.”

He was part animal and she had no idea what his version of rough was. It didn’t matter though, when he withdrew a little and adjusted his hips to drive into her again with a steady thrust. The pleasure overrode any fear. He found that G-spot she’d heard so much about but never had a guy find before. Her eyes widened in surprise and she cried out his name.

His chest touched her breasts and every movement brushed his hot skin against her hard nipples. He rode her faster, hitting that magic spot that sent sparks of rapture straight to her brain. She moaned, lost in the sensation of their joined bodies. It was a tight fit and she could feel every thick inch of him. More of Smiley’s weight came down on her but the solid mass of his body stretched above her was comforting instead of crushing. She wanted to get as close to him as possible, until they fused together. His pelvis ground against her clit.

Vanni screamed as the climax hit. It was ten times stronger than the other ones Smiley had given her. She finally knew what mind-blowing meant, as if a bomb detonated inside her skull. Her pussy seemed to have the same reaction as those muscles convulsed, squeezing his rigid shaft so tightly she worried something might get damaged on one of them.

“Oh hell,” he groaned.

She forced her eyes open despite her difficulty to focus on anything but the waves of pleasure still surging through her. Smiley lifted his chest away from her. A pained expression contorted his features into something almost frightening. He clenched his teeth, showing fangs since his lips pulled back in an almost-snarl. He’d frozen on top of her when she’d come but he started fucking her again in short, violent jerks.

Vanni’s eyes widened and she struggled to breathe. She couldn’t draw air into her lungs. The extreme pleasure coursing through her was too much. Smiley groaned as his cock drove deeper, stayed there, and he started to come. Heat pulsed inside her as his semen filled her. Another climax struck Vanni. It was too strong.

I’m dying. Terror nearly overrode the pleasure but it crashed through her again. Her eyes closed and blackness came, taking everything away.

Smiley braced his arms to keep from collapsing on top of Vanni. His jaw hurt a little from grinding his teeth to prevent himself from yelling when he came. He hadn’t wanted to scare her. Tremors racked his body in the aftermath of what he’d just experienced. None of his past sexual encounters with females had ever come close to what they’d just shared. He understood the term “turned inside out” after the volatile eruption of his nuts. He’d be shocked if they still contained a drop of semen.

He stared at her. Her eyes were closed, her face turned slightly away. “Vanni?”

She didn’t answer or react in any way. He cleared his throat, hoping his gruff tone didn’t sound too harsh. “Are you okay?”

She didn’t move. His gaze lowered to her lovely breasts. They moved with the rise and fall of her chest. He shifted position, used one elbow to brace his weight and cupped her cheek, gently turning it to get a better look at her. She appeared to be sleeping peacefully but it scared the hell out of him.

“Vanni!”

Her breath fanning his face assured him she was alive but she didn’t respond or open her eyes. Panic wasn’t an emotion he felt often but he did then. He’d been told of a story by a Species who’d been given a breeding drug. He’d woken to find himself still on top of a female but she’d died. He’d killed her during their coupling.

“No,” he whimpered.

He slowly withdrew his dick from the tight confines of her pussy. “Vanni? Open your eyes. Tell me you’re okay. Tell me I didn’t harm you.” He wasn’t above pleading.

He needed to get help. He lifted up, forgetting where he was, and the back of his head slammed into the roof of the SUV. The pain barely registered as he looked down between them. He sniffed, not seeing or smelling blood. He’d lost control when she’d climaxed. The feel of her, the sounds she made, had driven him into a frenzy. Her pussy had tightened to the point that he couldn’t move at first—almost torture since he’d been right on the edge. The second her muscles had eased their grip on his dick, those urges couldn’t be denied. He’d come so hard he’d been oblivious to everything else.

“Vanni?”

She still didn’t move but she was breathing. He grabbed his jeans and tried to jerk them up his thighs. The material was trapped under his knees. He threw himself forward and to the left, slamming his shoulder into the seat. He got the pants up but didn’t bother to fasten them. Her skirt tangled with his boot when he slid closer to the door. He looked down and grabbed it. The fabric ripped but he got his foot free.

One glance at Vanni made him aware of her nakedness and he tried to cover her with the flimsy garment. The thing was long enough to go from her breasts to her knees. He took a second to close her limp legs. Protecting her modesty seemed important at that moment. He reached out, grabbed the handle and shoved the door open.

“Get a medic!”

He wouldn’t leave her side. He adjusted the skirt over her and brushed his fingers through her hair. “Vanni? Come on, open your eyes.”

Heavy footsteps sounded and Brass leaned into the SUV through the open door. “What is wrong?”

“She’s out. I don’t know if I hurt her or not.”

The other door was yanked open and Ned was there. Smiley wanted to attack when the guy touched Vanni. He grabbed her wrist and batted Smiley’s hand away from her hair to press his fingertips against her throat.

“What are you doing?”

Ned met his gaze. “Checking her pulse. It’s slow and steady. What happened?”

“I don’t know.”

“They were sharing sex and now she’s unconscious,” Brass grouched. “I don’t smell blood.”

Smiley was glad to hear that. His sense of smell wasn’t as acute as the canine’s. It meant he hadn’t caused internal bleeding. “Is she all right?”

Ned released her and frowned. “I think she just passed out. Her heartbeat is stable. I don’t exactly have a blood pressure monitor on me but I probably should examine her.” He reached for the skirt covering her body.

“Don’t.” Smiley lunged, bumped his head on the roof of the SUV again, but effectively stopped the human when he leaned over her still form and grabbed the backs of the seats to keep from falling on top of her. It put his face inches from Ned’s and he showed his fangs to make the threat clear.

Ned almost tripped, making a hasty retreat. “Okay. Don’t bite me. Fuck.”

“It’s the drug.” Snow arrived at the other side of the SUV. He pushed Ned out of the way, his cool stare fixing on Smiley. “Easy, Smiley. Where’s your normal chipper attitude?”

“Fuck you. He isn’t going to see her naked.”

Snow blinked a few times and frowned. “Okay.”

Shane arrived, a little out of breath. He stared at Vanni, and Smiley didn’t like it. He rumbled gruffly. Shane’s hands went up. “I have medical training. You yelled for a medic.”

“He won’t let us examine her,” Ned whispered. “He’s scary pissed and defensive.”

“Under the circumstances, that’s normal,” Brass reminded them. “Smiley? Look at me. Sit down.”

Smiley eased his ass down and released the backs of the seats so he was no longer leaning over Vanni but kept close. He focused on her. Her expression was peaceful. She didn’t seem to be in pain.

“Smiley?” Brass’ voice softened. “She probably just passed out. It’s a painful drug and humans aren’t as tolerant of it as we are. It’s for the best.”

That whipped his head around to glare at Brass. “How can you say that?”

“She isn’t suffering. We need to get her to Homeland before she wakes. I’m listening to her breathing. I’ve spent enough time around human females to know how they breathe when they are sleeping. That’s all it is unless you think you broke some of her bones. Did you become too aggressive?”

“No.” He was sure of that.

“We need to get her to our doctors.”

It made sense. He nodded sharply. “Drive.”

Brass hesitated. “Shane and Ned, I want both of you to travel with them in case she needs medical help. If she wakes in pain, you can call for a helicopter once you reach an isolated area where one can land without causing a stir. A backup team will follow in the other SUV. Snow and I have to stay here with Justice.”

Shane climbed into the driver’s seat and adjusted it to fit his long legs. The engine roared to life. Smiley relaxed a little now that some of the fear had eased. He had to believe she was just exhausted or the drug had knocked her out. It beat the alternative that she was gravely ill.

Smiley’s dick hardened painfully and a sharp stab of pain hit his gut. He groaned.

“Smiley?” Brass leaned into the SUV again. “What’s wrong?”

“Pain,” he rasped, holding his stomach, his breathing erratic.

“Sorry. I don’t want you to suffer,” Brass stated.

Brass gripped his shoulder and Smiley glanced at him when the male forced him to turn. Smiley saw the fist a second before it landed on his jaw.