Текст книги "True"

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Chapter Twenty

Jeanie stood back from the table, eyeing the meal she’d laid out. True was on the phone, had been for a while. She went in search of him, finding him in their bedroom. His gaze met hers and he made excuses to end the conversation.

“Dinner is ready. I made a tri-tip and made sure I left the center pretty rare.”

He approached her and wrapped his arms around her waist. “You did?”

“I know you like your meat bloody.”

“Will you be able to eat it?”

“I’ll cut off the well-cooked ends.” She grinned, wrapping her arms around him. “Come eat before it gets cold.”

“My mate prepared a meal for me.” He beamed.

“I do remember how to cook. It’s just been a while. I’ve lived alone since I graduated college and no longer had roommates around who thought meals only came in microwavable varieties. It’s kind of pointless to do it just for myself though.”

He lifted her off her feet and walked down the hallway. She lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist. The feel of his stiff cock trapped inside his pants rubbed against the front of her pussy, making her more than aware that he was aroused.

“Keep this up and we can eat later.”

“No. We’ll share sex after. I’m eager to eat what you made for me.” He forced her to release him when they entered the dining room. He pulled out her chair. “Sit, mate.”

He was always thoughtful. They’d only been mated for just over a day but she had a feeling he wouldn’t be a man who stopped giving her special treatment any time soon, if ever. He sniffed, grinned, and took the chair next to hers. She leaned up and began to dish out food on his plate first, then her own.

“This is wonderful.” He cut into the rare meat, took a tentative bite and groaned in appreciation while staring into her eyes as he chewed and swallowed. “Perfect.”

“Great. There was a recipe for it in one of the drawers from someone who used to live here so I made it from that.” She cut a piece of meat. “May I ask who you were talking to on the phone? You’ve been in there for quite a while.”

“You’re my mate. You can always ask me anything.”

“I thought it might be private New Species business.”

“You are Species now. There is no information you can’t know, Jeanie. It was Darkness on the phone. They’ve discovered a pattern of Boris flying to Oregon for the past few months under one of the two assumed names he’s been using. They were able to locate the car rental business where he spent money and have sent one of the task force members there to see if they use GPS systems in the cars to get an exact location of where he went.”

She forgot about the food on her plate. “There is another place where New Species are being held then.”

“Uncertain but suspicious.”

“Are there any research development companies in the area? That’s where I’d start looking.”

“Three. They are attempting to see if any had dealings with Mercile Industries.”

“Can you search all three of them?”

“We could but not at once. We’re concerned that, if one location is compromised, the other two might catch wind of it. If we choose wrong, they could move Species or kill them to prevent us from rescuing them.”

“Why can’t you hit all three at once?”

“We only have so many trained males to do it without bringing in outside resources. We’d rather not risk that. They aren’t equipped to handle captured Species or the issues we’ve had with other facilities that held them prisoner. It’s best if we investigate until we’re certain which one, if any, may be involved with Mercile or someone who was once an employee with access to our people.”

She nodded, taking in that information. “I see.”

“It might not be a research company. It might be a private individual who owns a Gift Female. It’s in an area where a lot of wealthy humans live.”

Jeanie would never forget what it meant to be tagged with that classification. “You’ve rescued so few of them, right?”

“Yes.” He took a sip of milk. “Boris could be there for other reasons. We don’t want to be rash. We need to know what we’re dealing with.”

“What about the phone taps? Anything?”

“He’s speaking to a human male but their conversations are very brief. We haven’t been able to track those calls. They only give times and dates of meetings before hanging up. All numbers besides the phone Boris uses seem to be untraceable. We tried to call one of the numbers Boris contacted, planning to say it was a wrong number, but it went directly to voicemail. It was an automated voice and we couldn’t pinpoint the location. They set up a meeting for next week. Boris booked a flight to Oregon so we’re certain the other male is from that area. A team will shadow Boris to discover who the human is, then follow him too.”

“This is frustrating.”

“Eat,” True urged.

She picked at her food, her appetite gone. True enjoyed his meal enough to have three helpings. It made her happy that he seemed to really like her cooking. She’d been nervous while preparing his meal, hoping the meat would be rare enough and to his liking.

His phone rang and they both looked down at his front pocket. He sighed, withdrew it and glanced at it. “I need to get this.”

“Go ahead.”

He pushed back from the table, stood and walked a few feet away. “True here.” He listened and frowned. “Why? What do they want?” He paused, his gaze fixing on Jeanie. “No,” he growled. “My mate isn’t going to meet with them.”

“Meet who?” She got to her feet, laying her napkin next to her plate.

He told whoever was on the phone to hold and frowned at her. “Three FBI agents arrived at the front gates and wish to speak to you.”

She gripped the back of her chair, stunned. “Why?” She had no clue why agents would show up requesting to see her.

“They haven’t said but Justice wants you to meet with them to see what they want. Tim came to talk to them but they’ve refused to give him answers.”

“Is that who is on the phone? Justice?”

“Yes.”

“Don’t put him on hold.” She was horrified. “He’s your leader. I should talk to them if he wants me to.”

“I don’t care what he wants. You’re my mate and I don’t want you near other humans. They could have come here to do you harm.”

“They are federal agents. I have no idea what they’d want to talk to me about but I’m sure they are fine, True. I mean, major background checks get done on them. It could be important. I should talk to them.”

He growled and lifted the phone back to his ear. “She wants to see them but I am going with her. I don’t trust them.” He listened and hung up. “Let’s go. An SUV has already been sent. You don’t leave my side, Jeanie. Do you understand?”

“Perfectly.”

“Justice and a few others will be present.” He glanced down at her. “You need shoes.”

She would have liked to change into something more professional looking but the T-shirts and stretch pants were about the nicest outfits she currently owned. Her belongings from her apartment were supposed to be forwarded by the task force team who’d gone to check out her story but they hadn’t arrived yet. She put on shoes and rushed into the bathroom to brush her teeth and tidy her hair. True waited for her at the front door.

“I don’t like this.”

“I don’t either but aren’t you curious? I am.”

“No. I want to keep you away from everyone.”

“This is happening here at Homeland, right? We’re not leaving to go meet them somewhere else?”

“It will be here. You aren’t leaving NSO territory.”

“Then it will be fine.”

The drive to the office building near the front gate seemed far too short to Jeanie. True kept her on his lap and she could see by the grim set of his jaw that he wasn’t happy. Justice and Fury met them outside when the driver parked in front of the side door.

“Don’t answer any of their questions without looking at me first,” Justice demanded. “I’m sorry to use you this way but they have refused to give us even a hint of their purpose. The questions they ask you should indicate why they are here.”

Fury nodded. “Tim is sitting in as well. He made some calls and none of his contacts were even aware we were going to be visited by agents. It’s very curious.”

“Speak slowly.” Justice waved them toward the building. “Remember to look at me before you answer. I placed a call to the president but he’s out of the country and unable to take calls.”

The President of the United States? She gaped at him, pretty sure that’s who he meant. It boggled her mind that he might have someone so important on his list of personal phone contacts. It slammed home, though, how serious the situation was.

A New Species opened the side door. “They are pacing in the conference room,” he muttered low. “They have refused offers of coffee or water.”

Justice paused, staring down at Jeanie. “I’m sorry to do this to you but it bothers us that they are being so secretive about why they wish to speak to you. We informed them of your mate status in case they are trying to pursue a human criminal case against you but they didn’t reverse their request.”

“A criminal case?” She grabbed hold of True’s hand.

“They deal with organized crime and some of the practices of Drackwood or Cornas Research could have captured their interest. Of course as a mate you are no longer subject to human laws and are protected under Species law. They can’t arrest you or take you from Homeland. They have no jurisdiction to do so.”

She regretted agreeing to meet with the FBI agents but it was too late to back out. “You’re sure about that?”

Fury chuckled. “Yes. We showed them a copy of your mate papers as proof in case they didn’t believe us. They are more than aware they are only here and able to speak to you because we allowed it out of politeness.”

She felt some of her fear easing. “Okay. I got it. Talk slow, see what they want, and look at you before I answer.” She stared up at Justice North. “I can do this.”

“I knew you could.”

She was glad he had faith in her because hers wavered a little as she entered a small conference room and spotted the three men dressed in suits. They were very neatly groomed, ranging from early thirties to late forties and all of them stared at her with serious looks.

“Ms. Shiver,” the eldest one spoke. “Thank you for agreeing to meet with us. I’m Special Agent Spears, this is Special Agent Parks, and Special Agent Green.” He pointed to the other two as he stated their names.

She took a seat before anyone else, her legs threatening to buckle. “I’m kind of surprised,” she admitted. “I’m clueless why I’m here.”

It was much worse than the time she’d been pulled over by a cop and given a speeding ticket when she’d been in her late teens. The three agents sat across from her, still looking stern. Her nerves made her regret eating as her belly seemed to do a flip. True sat next to her while Fury took a seat on the other side. Justice and Tim leaned against the wall behind the agents. One of the agents looked back, frowned, but said nothing as he faced her again.

“We’ve been running an investigation of criminal activity that may have helped fund Cornas Research. We’re hoping you can help us.” Special Agent Spears leaned in. “You were the accountant there and we’re hoping you can answer our questions.”

She remembered to glance at Justice. He frowned at her and nodded.

“I wasn’t an accountant. I suck at math, actually. I’m the last person who should be in charge of money. I can barely balance my checkbook.”

Special Agent Spears frowned. “Our information states that was your job title.”

“It wasn’t.”

“Jeanie was a medical technician,” True confirmed.

“The technical term is a phlebotomist,” Jeanie explained. “I took blood samples.”

“Our informant says otherwise.”

She glanced at Justice, seeing his frown. He didn’t nod or shake his head so she stared into the agent’s eyes. “I don’t know who told you that but it isn’t true. You can check my tax records. My occupation is listed and I never fudged on them. You can also look up the courses I took in college. It’s no secret. I have certifications that are up to date. You can check those too.”

“You’re saying our informant lied?” Special Agent Green frowned.

“Obviously, since no one in their right mind would let me near their money. Hell, look at my bank statements for the past few years. I get fined regularly for not paying attention to my bank balance.” She halted, blushed, and wished she hadn’t said that. “I don’t write bad checks on purpose. I pay for overdraft protection and it’s never more than like thirty bucks over. I always pay it back and pay the fees for the bank having to cover it when I go over. That’s why I have overdraft protection. I’m just going to shut up now before I put my foot deeper into my mouth.”

“I see.” Special Agent Spears frowned. “We’ll have to speak to our informant again on this matter. We need to know where to reach you.” He dug inside his jacket and withdrew an electronic device. “I need a number and an address where you can be reached.”

Justice pushed away from the wall. “You can contact her through Homeland.”

“I don’t think you understand the importance of our investigation. I need access to her.”

“I don’t think you understand that she’s New Species.”

“She looks human to me,” Special Agent Green muttered.

“She’s a mate and therefore she is Species. That means you need to go through proper channels to contact Species Jeanie.” Fury crossed his arms over his chest, looking intimidating as he glared at them. “That would be the main office at Homeland. You don’t need direct contact with her via phone or a physical address since she lives at Homeland.”

“What if she moves to Reservation? We’re aware that it’s impossible to keep track of your people between both locations. You don’t exactly keep DMV records or file flight plans or passenger lists with the FAA.” Agent Spears glanced at her, then Justice. “Can you at least keep her here so we can interview her again soon?”

Justice’s eyes narrowed. “Possibly, but I make no promises.”

Special Agent Spears stood. “Cornas Research has been linked to a mob-backed organization. They might have used the company to launder money. If she was the accountant and can prove they were transferring funds to and from there, it could put her in danger. I think you should agree to allow us to put her in protective custody.”

True stood. “Never. Jeanie goes nowhere.”

Justice rounded the table, stopping behind Jeanie. “Species Jeanie remains at Homeland. She’s safe here.”

“We’re talking about organized crime, Mr. North. These aren’t going to be a bunch of idiots with an agenda to cause a media stir to gain attention for whatever cause they’ve decided to back by launching some half-assed attack at your gates. We’re talking about highly skilled killers who may or may not decide to silence her if she could possibly link them to Cornas. Last year they took out a public figure with a large security detail after he refused to allow them to buy up a large quantity of property they wanted to use to start a gambling monopoly.”

“We’re organized and prepared to handle any situation. She’s not leaving with you. She wasn’t an accountant and True has firsthand knowledge that she spoke the truth since she used to take his blood samples. I can get you dozens of statements from other Species who will tell you the same since she took their blood too. Your informant is wrong.” Justice nailed them with a stern look. “You’ve wasted your time coming here, gentlemen.”

“Our informant might be wrong but that’s the information he’s been giving out. We heard it and the cartel might have too. She could be a target.” Special Agent Spears wasn’t ready to give up.

“Who is your informant?”

The agent’s lips sealed together tightly.

“Leave,” Justice ordered. “Your interview is over.” He reached down and gently gripped Jeanie’s arm, urging her to stand.

She did, True took hold of her next, and rushed her out the door. It closed behind them and faint yelling could be heard. Fury stepped out and nodded at one of the New Species officers.

“Take them home now.” He reentered the room with Justice and the three agents.

Jeanie was confused as they left the building and were hustled into a waiting SUV. “That was weird.”

“Perhaps their informant is Jerry Boris. He wants you removed from our protection.” True lifted her off the seat and onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist.

She leaned against him and shivered. “What if we hadn’t mated? Would they have been able to force me to go with them?”

“I’m uncertain,” True admitted. “It doesn’t matter though because we are mates and the laws that protect us, protect you. You’re Species and out world authorities have no right to take any of us from the NSO.”

* * * * *

After they returned home, Jeanie went to take a bath. True was furious but he waited until she started to fill the tub to dial Darkness, knowing her human hearing wouldn’t be able to pick up sounds beyond the running water.

He answered on the first ring. “I knew it would be you, True.”

“It was a ploy to take my mate, wasn’t it?”

“It appears so. They refused to give the name of their informant but we suspect who it is.”

“I hate that human. How was he able to tell that lie to them without us knowing about it?”

“He probably placed the call from DC before he arrived home after learning the kidnapping attempt failed. Their government agencies don’t work as fast as our task force. It may have taken them all this time to come here asking to speak to your mate.”

“Could they have taken her if she wasn’t my mate?”

“They did come with paperwork establishing her as a hostile witness. It was a court document, signed by a judge, ordering us to remand her into their custody for those reasons. Don’t worry though,” he rushed on, “it isn’t valid with the NSO. It’s more posturing than anything. Her being Species makes it null and void. No human judge has authority here.”

He snarled. “The human isn’t going to stop until he takes Jeanie from me.”

“He’s currently at home watching television. I can see him on my computer screen, True. He’s actually a boring male. He ordered a pizza for dinner and has avoided going to Fuller since some of the task force team members have taken over for their guards until new ones can be hired. The task force linked me to their feeds so I can keep an eye on him.”

“Have there been any more calls to the unknown male suspect from Oregon?”

“No, but he did call a massage therapist and made an appointment for her to come by his home tomorrow morning.” He cleared his throat. “She’s got a record for prostitution so I don’t think it’s his back he plans to get rubbed. Be happy you don’t have a link to the camera feed into his home. I’m not looking forward to seeing that. He is not a fit human, nor was the female’s arrest photo an attractive one when we ran a background check on her. I hope he’s paying her a lot of money because she’ll earn it if she has to fake interest in him.”

“He pays for sharing sex?”

“It’s a human thing.” Darkness snorted. “Perhaps that’s why he hates us. Human females line up at the gates just hoping to meet one of us. I doubt anything this human does is enjoyable and he sure couldn’t attract a female with his appearance. He’s currently wearing a pair of ratty boxers that have multiple stains and he keeps scratching his balls as if he’s got fleas. I want to bathe, just watching him.”

“My mate is taking a bath.”

“Go join her. Relax, True. Enjoy time with your mate. We have this and you have a pass on your duties until this is over. Many males would envy you the time you get to spend with her without interruption.”

Darkness made a good point. “Okay. I want to be updated.”

“Will do. Oh shit.” Darkness growled. “I’m sickened.”

“What happened?”

“He enjoys porn and just shoved his shorts down. That female really deserves a lot of money tomorrow. I haven’t seen something that small since I visited Fury’s home and his son decided he enjoyed removing his clothing and running around their home bare. Salvation is bigger than this male is. Go be with your mate. I’m going to turn away from the monitor or I will be sick. He just spit on his hand instead of getting lotion.”

True hung up, grimacing. The urge to be near Jeanie overrode everything as he stalked down the hallway and entered the bedroom, passing through it to reach the bathroom. The sight of her undressing next to the steaming tub was appealing.

“Hi!” She grinned. “This is a big enough tub for two. Why don’t you get in it with me?”

He was tempted but her smile looked a little forced. “Are you well?”

“I’m great.”

“Jeanie?”

“Okay. I keep thinking about those FBI agents, okay? It’s kind of intimidating, thinking they want to take me. Where I come from, well, they get what they want.”

“We don’t care what they think.”

“I know.” She straightened, totally bare. “It just kind of freaked me out. Why don’t you come distract me?” Her arms lifted as she reached out to him.

True was across the bathroom in a heartbeat, lifting Jeanie against his body until their faces were level. “I should call Justice and ask him to arrest the human so he can’t use other ways to try to get you away from me. It’s obvious he’s the one who lied to the government males.”

“No. We need to find the other New Species first, True,” Jeanie reminded him.

“It’s not worth your constant fear, Jeanie.”

She bit her lip. “I have lived with far worse than this, True. This isn’t even that bad. At least I haven’t been shot this time,” she joked.

True growled. “No one will get that close to you.”

“It was a joke. I know that. I’m safe with you.”

He sniffed at her, that sweet scent detectable. “I keep scenting your fear and it’s driving me insane. I can’t stand to know you’re afraid. Every instinct I have is howling at me to protect you. It makes me crazy. You shouldn’t have to live with fear.”

She hugged him tighter around his shoulders and lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist. “We need to let this ride, True. It’s too important to try to find the other New Species. I’m going to be fine.”

He kissed her forehead. “I want to protect you and make sure you’re no longer afraid.”

“I know. And I want your people found and saved. It’s worth the fear I’m experiencing until this is over.”

“I am not so sure. You were hurt to save my life and then you were shot protecting our people. You have done more than enough for Species. You deserve to be happy most of all, Jeanie.”

“I have you.” She nuzzled his throat with her lips, brushing a kiss there. “I’ve never been happier in my life.” She looked up at him. “Do you want to know what would make me ecstatic?”

“Name it and it’s yours.”

“Carry me into the bedroom. The bath can wait.”

He just turned and walked into the bedroom. Jeanie jerked her head toward the bed. “Over there. Make love to me. I’ll touch you to make you forget your anger and you can totally distract me from my fear.”

He sat on the bed with her on his lap. “I like this plan.”

“Less talking and more touching.”

He growled and reached up, tangling his fingers in her hair to pull her lips closer to his. She opened up to him as he kissed her. He barely noticed when she unwrapped her legs from his waist until she gave him a sudden push that took him off guard. He landed on his back on the mattress, staring up at her in surprise.

Jeanie lifted up, bracing her hands on his chest to adjust her legs to straddle his lap while she grinned at him. “Stay just like that.”

One eyebrow arched in question but he held still as his mate lowered down his body until her ass rested over the top of his thighs. She straightened up and reached for the front of his pants, unfastening them.

“You wish to undress me?”

“You could say that.” Her gaze darted up and held his, a gleam of humor in her eyes. “I’m going to play with you this time.”

He liked it when she was mischievous. “You want to touch me until my control breaks?”

She chuckled. “You like to dominate me in the bedroom so I’m turning the tables on you.”

He lifted his hips, taking her with him, to help when she got his pants open and indicated she wanted to shove them down enough to free his stiff dick from the confines of the material. He watched her smile as she studied his sex. He was pleased that she liked the sight of him bare.

“Put your hands behind your head and keep them there.”

He hesitated but did it. Some males had talked about sex with humans and how they asked for strange things. “I can’t touch you if I do that.”

“That’s the point for right now. I’m going to do the touching.”

She gripped the bottom of his shirt and shoved it up. He arched his back to help her. She stopped when he was bare up to his nipples and he growled when she bent forward, her tongue tracing the rounded tip of the left one. Her breath was warm, her mouth heaven when it closed over his nipple and he closed his eyes as she sucked. Her bottom teeth gently raked over the straining tip that instantly responded. His dick was trapped between their bodies and it twitched from the anticipation of what was to come.

Her open palms slid over his abdomen, the caress lowering until one of her hands wrapped around the girth of his shaft. He growled louder and his hips ground against her.

Jeanie released his nipple and blew air over it. He opened his eyes, staring at her while she smiled at him. “You like that?”

He just nodded, unable to speak at that moment.

“I think you’ll love this then.”

She wiggled a little lower, her mouth kissing over his ribs. Her tongue darted out to lick him in a few places and his hands fisted above his head. He wanted to touch her so bad. The urge was nearly impossible to resist but he remembered she wanted him to keep his hands up.

He wanted to roll her over by the time she reached his lower belly. He wanted to fuck his mate. He kept watching her, loving how she held his gaze, almost as if she watched him to gauge his reactions. She wasn’t fearful when a snarl burst forth as she lowered her lips and placed a wet kiss on his pelvic bone so close to his dick that he could feel her hot breath fan over it.

“You should see your face,” she whispered. “You’re so sexy when you bite your lower lip and give me that wild look.”

He tried to school his features a little in case she mistook desire for anger, something he didn’t want. She rose a little, scooted down his thighs a bit more, and lowered her head again. She tossed her hair to one side and it spread across his exposed hip. The sensation tickled a little but he had no urge to laugh when her mouth hovered so close to his dick that he forgot how to breathe.

Her lips parted and her pink tongue darted out. The sensation of her licking the crown of his cock made him hiss and jerk his hips. She stopped, staring at him in surprise.

“Are you okay?”

“What are you doing?” He winced, surprised that harsh tone was coming from him.

Her fingers curled tighter around his shaft, giving him a squeeze. “Giving you head.”

His mind blanked.

“Oral sex.”

“I know what it means.” He sat up a little, adjusting his arms down to be able to brace his elbows on the bed. “We didn’t discuss this.”

Her lips curved upward. “Do we need to? You go down on me. Fair is fair.”

“Um…” He had a hard time speaking with Jeanie’s mouth so close to his dick and him more than aware of where she’d licked him. He throbbed in her hand, another thing he was painfully conscious of. “That’s not a good idea.”

“Why not?” She didn’t appear frightened, just confused.

“Species males shoot hard when their semen releases and you know I swell at the base.”

“So I’ll just play with you for a while.”

“You’re trying to kill me,” he blurted out. What he said registered and he wanted to groan in regret. He knew she wasn’t actually trying to murder him but he worried she’d think that’s what he was accusing her of. “I mean, my control isn’t that great. I’ve never tested myself this way before.”

Her head tilted a little and her eyes narrowed as she studied his face. “Are you telling me no one has ever gone down on you?”

He could feel heat rushing to his face. She couldn’t hide that she thought it was either bizarre or unusual. That was the last thing he wanted his mate to think. It was a little embarrassing. “Species females don’t do that.”

She grinned. “I’m going to be your first? Well, lie back and enjoy. Try not to pull my hair, okay?”

“Jeanie,” he warned softly, “I don’t think this is a good idea.”

She licked her lips. “I think it’s a great idea. I just have to stop before you come. Got it. Just give me warning.”

He opened his mouth to protest but she lowered her face and all he could do was suck in air sharply when pleasure struck as she took him into her mouth. The sensation was different, highly enjoyable, and he just collapsed onto his back with his eyes closed as she moved, caressing him with her tongue and lips while applying suction.

“Jeanie,” he snarled, clawing at the bedding instead of her. “Oh. You…I…” He couldn’t even form words and the ones he got out didn’t make sense. Stop trying to talk, he ordered himself.

Every draw of her mouth along his shaft was pure ecstasy. The feel of her tongue against the top of his dick made him want to howl. He wanted to express how much he enjoyed it but it was torture at the same time. It was too intense, felt too good and he realized he was about to blow apart when his balls tightened. He wanted to fill her with his seed but knew he might harm her so he reached down and grabbed her shoulders, hoping he didn’t use too much force, to break the contact between them.

He rolled, pinning her under him as he moved down enough for his knees to slide off the bed. He hit the carpet a little too hard but didn’t care. She was bare. There was nothing to stop him from loving his mate as he reached between them to run his thumb along the seam of her sex. She was wet and ready.

Thank you, he managed to think, knowing he’d take her anyway since the need to be inside her was too strong to stop at that point. True was just happy he wouldn’t have to do something she might think was rude like hauling her over to the nightstand to grab lotion to dump on his dick to make sure there wasn’t too much friction.

He backed up, glancing at her face once to make sure he hadn’t scared her. She appeared a little stunned but otherwise fine. He flipped her over onto her stomach. One knee shoved her legs apart when he yanked her over the edge of the mattress until she was bent at the waist over it and his painfully engorged dick didn’t even need help finding the right spot when he glanced down and adjusted his hips to line up their sexes.