Текст книги "True"

Автор книги: Laurann Dohner

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Chapter Eleven

Jeanie hated making True worry but she just didn’t have much to say. The New Species at the warehouse had offered to show her what clothing they had in her size but she couldn’t muster any interest. They could have given her grain sacks to wear and she’d have just said thank you. She was in shock.

True had kept hold of her until she’d pulled out of his arms when the other guy had returned. She didn’t want him to have to justify giving her any comfort or possibly getting into another fight. Humans who’d worked for any company associated with Mercile Industries were hated by New Species for good reasons and she had just discovered yet another one.

She shuddered, thinking about men as cruel as Dean Polanitis getting their hands on a Gift New Species. She’d never seen any of them at Drackwood or Cornas but according to True, they weren’t kept inside the facilities. The horror of what those women must suffer left her reeling.

She’d experienced firsthand how horrible the drug testing had been at Drackwood. She hadn’t been sexually assaulted though. To imagine years of sexual abuse at the hands of someone atrocious was a nightmare. She’d rather be beaten and verbally abused than to have some sicko use her to satisfy whatever deviant sexual behavior he could think of.

True carried her back to the golf cart and left her there to retrieve half a dozen bags. She sat very still, not even daring to glance up as vehicles passed. He quickly returned and drove them back to the dorm. The engine shut off.

“Are you all right?”

She forced herself to look up at him. “Why did you save me?”

“I shouldn’t have told you about Gifts. I didn’t know it would upset you this much. Mercile gave them away a long time ago. I doubt Cornas had information on their computers.”

“What if they did?”

“What if they didn’t? You’re upset without knowing if there is a reason.”

She nodded, trying to grab hold of that hope. “Okay.”

“We’ve rescued some of them. Most were long dead by the time we tracked them down.”

“Dead?”

He frowned. “I’m not telling you more.”

“Please?”

“They didn’t survive long. Let’s go inside.”

She got out of the cart before he could round it. “I can walk.”

He growled, not happy, but reached for the bags. “Stay on the grass. The sidewalks will be hot.”

She didn’t care if her feet burned but knew it would upset him so she kept to the grass. He punched in a code and swiped his card to gain access to the dorm. It reminded her of Drackwood and Cornas, with their security measures. The community room was empty when they entered the building. He led her directly to the elevators. No words were spoken until they reached the third floor.

Flame remained stationed in the hallway, leaning against a wall. He smiled. “That didn’t take long. All your personal stuff has been moved into the new home.” He straightened and opened the door for them. “I had them deliver lunch. I hope you don’t mind.” He slipped True a card. “Same code.”

“Thank you.” True gripped her arm, steering her inside.

“Thanks,” she mumbled.

“Is she okay?” Flame sounded concerned.

“She will be. Thank you. Don’t let anyone disturb us.”

“You got it.” Flame firmly closed the door.

Jeanie turned when she reached the center of the room, watching True place the bags on the counter between the living room and kitchen. A tray rested on the table with two covered dishes. “You eat. I’m not hungry.”

He frowned. “You need to.”

“I kind of lost my appetite. Do you mind if I go lie down?”

She didn’t wait for an answer, just walked into the bedroom. The sleigh bed was a leather monstrosity, set higher than the one at his old place. She paused, hating that she was the reason they’d had to move. The mattress stood waist high and she’d have to climb on it. The bright-blue bedding was pretty but she preferred True’s.

“Jeanie?”

She turned, staring at him where he braced his arms against the doorframe. “Yes?”

He released it, came closer. “Tell me how to make you feel better.”

Her gaze traveled down his body, pausing over his wide chest, lowered to his narrow waist and tight stomach, to the sweats that covered his muscular, long legs. She stared at the carpet, not daring to answer.

He stepped closer until she had to look up or just stare at his crotch. She examined his full lips, wishing he’d kiss her. That would distract her from all the pain and misery. Regrets were aplenty too.

“Jeanie?” He reached out and his hand curled around her hip. The other one brushed her hair back and his thumb caressed her jawline. “What do you need?”

“You,” she got out. It surprised them both, judging from the way his brown eyes widened and her cheeks warmed.

True made a soft, animalistic sound that was kind of sexy. “I’m hoping you mean what I think you do.”

It was an encouragement to her, to reach out and glide her palms up his chest. She wished the shirt was gone, longing to touch warm skin instead of the soft material stretched over his firm body. Her fingers curled around the back of his neck, grasping him there, and tugged to lower his head. He complied and she tilted her head slightly, licking her lips to wet them as she rose on tiptoe.

“Kiss me? Please?”

He didn’t need to be asked twice. His mouth lowered and she closed her eyes. The first brush of his mouth against hers sent shivers down her spine. Those firm lips were softer than they appeared to be as they met hers. He parted her lips, his tongue slipping inside to explore. Excitement surged as Jeanie clung to him. The hand cupping her face lowered to her hip until both hands encircled them and he spread his fingers.

True growled and she pressed even tighter against him, kissing him frantically. He responded by sliding his hands around to her ass and gave each cheek a teasing squeeze. She gasped when he used his hold to lift her.

Jeanie spread her legs and wrapped them around his hips as he walked forward. Surprise registered when instead of carrying her to the bed, she ended up perched on the edge of the dresser. It was lower than the one at his old apartment. They were hip to hip. His stiff cock pressed against her pussy as his hands slid out from under her ass to hug her hips again. The kiss was broken when he tore his mouth away.

She opened her eyes in frustration. “Don’t stop,” she pleaded.

His brown eyes were narrowed and his breathing had become as erratic as her own. “I can’t,” he rasped. He dipped his head once more, almost kissing her again but hesitated right before touching her lips. “I need to slow things down or I’ll frighten you.”

He never stops surprising me. “No. You won’t.”

He didn’t look convinced when he studied her eyes, seeming to search for whatever answers he sought.

“Don’t hold back,” she assured him. “I know you won’t hurt me. I want you, True.”

He stared deeply into her eyes.

“I know what you are, who you are, and I want you.” She couldn’t state it any clearer. No one ever needed to remind her that he wasn’t completely human and she accepted that he probably would be different from the few lovers she’d known. “Take me.”

He kissed her, invading her mouth with his tongue. Her eyes closed to savor the sensations. He gripped her hips and yanked her pelvis against his, grinding his trapped cock against the sweats that covered her pussy. The solid feel of him rubbing against her clit through two layers of material felt incredible but she wished they were naked.

She moaned against his tongue as her arms curled around his shoulders and she clawed at him through the shirt. It didn’t tear no matter how much she tried to burrow through the cotton to reach his skin with her fingernails. True used his hold on her hips to keep her locked in place as he rolled his hips, tormenting her until she was ready to come in her pants. Her legs adjusted higher, wrapping tighter around his waist.

He stopped moving and she wanted to scream when he pulled away from her mouth. They both panted. She opened her eyes again, staring up at him.

“Let go.”

She eased her hold on him and leaned back a little, her hands bracing on the dresser.

“Wh—”

She gasped when he tore at her shirt, shredding it apart as easily as if it were paper. He threw it behind him. His shirt was torn over his head next, baring that sexy chest. She reached up and touched his skin, loving how warm and firm he felt under her hands. She worshiped him with her gaze and touch.

His eyes lowered to her bare breasts and he lifted her higher until she wasn’t seated on the hard surface anymore. He dipped his head and she gripped his shoulders to keep her balance. One of his hands palmed a breast while his mouth covered the other. He didn’t gently lick her or tease her. He sucked her nipple into his mouth, letting his sharp teeth scrape over the sensitive tip. She moaned as he sucked on her harder and she tightened her legs around his waist. The sensation shot to her clit when he ground his pelvis against the vee of her sweats.

She was going to come and her pants were still on. She moaned and thrashed, clinging to him, arching her back and trying to buck her hips against the hard length of his cock trapped inside his pants. A growl tore from his throat and his mouth released her breast. His head rose, his eyes narrowed. He looked wild and sexy as their gazes met.

“Too rough?” he growled.

She shook head, her body aching too much to care if he was rough. He released her breast and grasped the back of her sweats. She felt a tug and heard material tear. She looked down. He’d torn the sweats apart down the back. His hands gripped the material on the sides of her thighs and tore them more, until her pussy was bared to his view. One more strong jerk and he completely removed them and tossed them aside.

True eased her down until her bare ass rested on the dresser and wiggled his fingers between their bodies, grabbed at his own pants next and yanked the front of them to free his dick.

She twisted enough to peer down at the limited space between them to stare at his cock. It appeared unbelievably hard and it jerked a bit as though it moved with each heartbeat. She couldn’t look away from the thick, rigid flesh between them.

He was beautiful to her. Large but she had expected that. Nothing on a New Species male would be small. The head of his cock was thicker than the shaft, slightly mushroomed, and perfectly formed.

“Jeanie?” He demanded her attention with barely restrained urgency in his gruff voice.

She looked up at his face.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

His mouth came down on hers again. One of his arms hooked around her hips and he set her on his forearm to protect her ass from the unforgiving surface. He used his hand between them to adjust his cock until the thick tip nudged her very wet pussy. The shock of the sudden stretch of her vaginal muscles as he filled her and the pleasure she felt made her cry out against his mouth. He froze, pulling away from the kiss.

His intense gaze searched her eyes, gauging her reaction.

“Don’t stop. It feels so good I can’t help but be vocal,” she assured him.

He snarled and pushed inside her deeper, to fully possess her body. His mouth found hers again, kissing her frantically as he bucked his hips, pounding in and out of her hard and fast.

Jeanie moaned her pleasure and tore her mouth from his, terrified she’d bite his tongue. Her legs squeezed tighter around his waist as her arms braced on his shoulders. He adjusted his hold on her until both his hands gripped her ass to hold her in place while he kept driving up inside her. She couldn’t tell if it hurt or if it just felt so good it overloaded her senses but she knew she’d die if he stopped.

His cock seemed to grow thicker, as if it was swelling. His body shook as his muscles tensed. He moved faster and that was all it took for Jeanie. She moaned louder as pleasure lanced through her body. She buried her face against his shoulder and screamed out as the climax struck.

He made a noise—a combination that was somewhere between a shout and a groan. His cock definitely swelled inside her and she felt him coming too. Jet after strong jet of his semen bathed her inside. His hips stilled, locked against her and his large body shuddered. He gasped a few times.

“Oh wow,” Jeanie panted. She licked his injured skin and brushed a kiss where she’d left bite marks on the curve of his neck. She hadn’t broken the skin but it was noticeable enough to make out her dental pattern. “I bit you. I’m sorry.”

He chuckled softly. “I liked it. Bite me often.”

His hands released her ass and he wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her tightly to his body. He turned, walking, still locked inside her. His dick, deeply buried inside her pussy, tugged with each motion of his body. She whimpered a few times from being oversensitive and the large man inside her made her aware of his presence with every step he took. He reached back and forced her legs higher as he sat on the bed so she was on his lap. He lifted his hands when he wasn’t holding her weight anymore to tenderly cup her face.

“I’ve never had sex that way before.” He seemed shocked. “It felt so good. Are you okay?” He glanced between their bodies at the place where she’d been shot.

“It was incredible.”

She stopped talking to avoid saying something she’d regret. It had been more than just sex to Jeanie. The urge to tell him how much she loved him—had loved him for so long—was too tempting but she didn’t want to make something so special into an awkward moment for True. Men didn’t want to hear that kind of confession after sex, especially when they didn’t return a woman’s feelings.

He caressed her cheek. “You will be safe if I mate you.”

Hope that he loved her back flared so bright she couldn’t even draw air.

“They can’t ever send you away from me. It’s the best way I can think of to protect you. I owe you my life and freedom, Jeanie. It is something I’m willing to do.”

The sharp stab of pain to her heart hurt so much she sucked in a breath. “What?”

“I could mate you to save you from going to Fuller, regardless of what the task force decides.”

It tore her apart inside. He was such a good man to offer to marry her for honorable reasons but she couldn’t accept. It wouldn’t be fair to lock him into a relationship just because he wanted to protect her and felt he owed her his life. She swallowed the lump of emotion that nearly choked her, carefully choosing her words.

“That is very sweet of you, True. I appreciate it.”

He frowned.

“I can’t though.”

“Why not?” He released her face and gripped her hips instead. “It’s a life commitment to only share sex with you.”

Longing to have that with him was a bitter pain inside her chest. “To save me?”

“Yes.”

Jeanie battled her morals. She’d give anything to spend the rest of her life with True but it would be wrong to take advantage of his sense of duty. Loving him meant she had to do what was best for him, regardless of what would make her happy. The fear of him one day regretting that decision, or worse, growing to hate her for accepting what he was willing to sacrifice, won out. “I want you to want to mate with me for the right reasons, True.”

He appeared stunned. “You are refusing my offer?”

“I want you to mate me for the right reasons,” she restated.

“You are saying no? Do you understand that you’ll be safe from Species law as my mate? They can’t ever send you to prison or punish you for anything you’ve done in the past. It will protect you.”

“I’m saying no to you wanting to do it to save me.”

True hid his anger and confusion. Why is Jeanie refusing to be my mate? The dull throb of pain from her bite seemed proof she’d enjoyed the sex, along with her other reactions. He’d heard human females sometimes faked orgasms but he was certain that hadn’t been an act. It didn’t make any sense. He could protect her and had shown her he’d be a good mate.

Perhaps she needs more proof. Females could be stubborn. He rolled over and pinned Jeanie under his body, careful not to crush her, using his elbows to hold his chest off hers. Pretty brown eyes widened as he stared into them but he saw no fear.

“I could convince you.”

He didn’t wait for an answer. He found his footing on the floor so he was bent over her, tugged her by her shoulders and held her in place as he drove inside her pussy—deep. He hesitated there, making sure she could take him without pain. A soft moan as her eyes nearly closed told him all he needed to know.

He withdrew until he almost completely left her body, adjusted his hips, and slowly pushed back inside. The tight fit of their bodies felt heavenly to him and he shifted his hips just enough to see her reaction when he found the right spot, the one females enjoyed so much. He’d learned a few things about pleasing a female since he’d gained his freedom. Species demanded satisfaction from the males they allowed into their beds or they wouldn’t be invited to join them again.

Jeanie moaned and her fingernails dug into his skin. It took effort to mute a snarl of satisfaction as he began to pump in and out of her at the right angle and her breathing increased to a pant. Sweat broke over his skin as he fought back his own pleasure to focus solely on hers.

“Nothing feels as good as you do,” he confessed. “You’re so soft, wet and tight.” He picked up the speed of his driving hips, pounding her against the mattress while fighting off his release. She was too tight and felt amazingly good but a lot was on the line. He needed her to understand what he offered as a mate. “Heaven,” he decided aloud. If it was a place on Earth, Jeanie was it for him.

Her eyes closed and her head tilted back as her legs wrapped tighter around his hips. The feel of her heels digging into his ass just spurred him to a faster pace, the friction between his rigid shaft and the tightening muscles of her pussy drove him to near insanity. He wanted to lose himself in her, mark her from the inside with his semen and own her forever as his.

“True,” she cried out.

Her fingernails dug into his skin deep enough to draw blood, the slight pain turning into the satisfaction of knowing she marked him in a human way. He reverently hoped she’d leave scars. He glanced down between them and watched with rapt fascination as her nipples beaded into taut tips right before her pussy quivered and the muscles clamped around his dick.

Her loud cries as she came were all it took for his control to slip. He snarled, clenching his teeth to avoid biting her shoulder when the urge struck and then lost the ability to think at all. He cradled her as best he could as he jerked with each violent spasm as his semen filled her. White-hot ecstasy seared his loins and went straight to his brain.

It took him time to recover. He wasn’t sure if mere seconds had passed or if it had been minutes. He breathed in her scent, knowing it was his favorite. He studied Jeanie’s lax features and waited for her eyes to open. They did and he smiled at the way she peered up at him. She looked happy and sated.

“I’d be a good mate,” he swore.

She released his shoulders and cupped his face. “I know that.”

“Then you agree.” He was glad the matter was settled. Tim and the task force team wouldn’t be able to argue that she belonged in their custody or that she should be prosecuted under Species law. “I’ll have the paperwork brought to us right after my swelling goes down.” His dick locked inside her gave him a chance to cuddle with her longer. He was grateful she didn’t seem to mind since she didn’t try to push him away or untangle her legs from around his waist.

She bit her lip, her gaze clouding with a look he didn’t like.

“It’s settled. Stop giving me that look.”

“What look?”

“You’re uncertain but I’m not.” His voice deepened but he couldn’t hide his anger. “We’re going to sign mate papers.”

“Don’t fuck me within an inch of my life and then make demands. It’s not fair to either of us.”

His eyebrows shot up in stunned surprise at her words and the traces of anger he identified in her voice. “What?”

“You heard me.” She lowered her hands to his chest and flattened them, giving him a slight push. “I know you’re aggressive by nature and I’m fine with that but this isn’t something you can’t just bully someone into.”

“Bully?” He was insulted.

“Okay.” Her voice softened. “That was too harsh of a word. I know what a mate means. It’s marriage and it’s for life to New Species. This isn’t something that should be decided in the aftermath of mind-blowing sex.”

Her flattery over his sex skills soothed his wounded pride. “It’s what needs to be done.”

“And that’s why I can’t accept right now.”

She baffled him. “Sex between us is mind-blowing. You just said it.”

“It takes more than great sex to make a relationship work.”

“We have more.”

She bit her lip again. “Let’s talk about this later, okay? I can’t think clearly right now, especially with you still inside me and touching me.” She caressed his chest instead of pushing against it. “It’s not fair.”

Jeanie totally confused him. “What isn’t fair?”

“We should shower and get ready for that meeting. It’s at seven, right? We probably should eat something too.”

“We have hours before we need to leave. What isn’t fair? I don’t understand.”

“While you’re on top of me isn’t the best time to ask me life-altering questions, okay? We should both be levelheaded when a serious discussion about our future takes place. Hormones shouldn’t play a part in it. You melt me, True.”

He wasn’t sure what that meant but it sounded nice. “That’s a good thing?”

“Yes.” She smiled. “No one has ever made me feel the way you do.” She lifted her head, stared into his eyes. “You’re incredibly sexy.”

“I know how we can spend the next few hours.” His softening dick began to harden.

Her eyes widened and she glanced between their bodies before looking up at him again.

“I’m not completely human,” he reminded her. “I have a strong sex drive. I’m determined to convince you to be my mate.”

“You really don’t play fair, do you?”

She skimmed her hands over his rib cage, then around to his back, her fingernails lightly raking down his spine. He growled softly, enjoying it. They traced lower until she ran them over the curve of his ass and grabbed both cheeks. A female had never done that to him before but he liked the feel of her grasping him there, her fingers digging into muscle. She moved her legs a little, resting her calves against the backs of his thighs and moved under him to bury his dick a little deeper inside her welcoming sex. Her vaginal walls squeezed him and he growled louder.

“Two can play this game.” She arched her back, pushing her nipples against his chest. “No mating talk while we’re touching each other. Deal?”

She was attempting to seduce him into compliance. Her mouth quirked with humor. She wasn’t being manipulative the way the humans he’d known tended to be. He smiled, pleased with her playfulness.

She grinned openly at him and squeezed his ass, grinding her pussy against him. “We have hours, huh? Is that supposed to scare me? It doesn’t.”

“Good.” He lowered his lips to hers and took possession of her mouth. Kissing Jeanie made him forget everything but her and the need to move.