Best Friends (New Species Book 15)

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by Laurann Dohner

It only lasted for a few seconds.

  He dipped his head again.

  His tongue lightly sliding along the seam of her pussy came as a huge surprise.

  Then he growled and buried his face between her legs.

  Her head snapped back, and she moaned when he started lapping at her pussy, running his thick tongue from her slit to her clit.

  Oh God. Oh God. Oh God! Her body tensed, and she tried to press her thighs closed. The pleasure was too intense and raw. It almost hurt, it was so extreme. His strong hands and arms easily pinned her open to him. He wouldn’t let her move her hips at all or escape his mouth. He licked her as if she were ice cream, and he’d been starving for it.

  Mary liked oral sex. She’d just never experienced any that felt this good. It was that tongue of his, she reasoned. Strong, big, a bit rough-textured, and ruthless.

  Her back arched, and she lost her grip on the slope, her fingers slipping off the silky vegetation. She didn’t slide down the slope though. Lion man had a good hold on her thighs.

  Her climax struck hard and razor-sharp, cutting through her. She cried out, briefly wondering if she was going to die. Her brain seemed to explode, right along with the rest of her.

  It went on and on. He didn’t stop licking her, but he did focus more on her slit. She gasped and arched again when his tongue slid inside her pussy. He snarled and drove it in deeper. He moved his tongue fast, fucking her with it, taking every drop of her orgasm.

  Mary clawed at the silk moss, tearing bits of it off the matting it was attached to.

  Moans poured out of her until he stopped, withdrawing his tongue. His hot breath fanned her sensitive clit. She forced her eyes opened and looked down.

  His golden eyes were locked on her face, and some of the euphoria wore off from the mother of all climaxes.

  He looked furious—as if he wanted to kill her.

  Fear returned, but it was significantly muted, mostly because she just felt too worn out and sluggish to tense up. His hold on her thighs eased until he let go. She started to slide downward, but he grabbed her by the ribs and hoisted her up. The swift motion made her a little dizzy.

  She went from lying at an angle on the slope to her hips slamming into his big shoulder.

  Mary hung upside down when he stood upright. He spun and just took off, moving so fast she couldn’t even tell which direction they were going. One of his arms hooked behind her knees, then he jumped—and Mary saw the ground getting farther and farther away.

  It shocked her when he landed hard, slamming her hips against his shoulder, but he didn’t drop her. She realized they were about ten feet from the floor, once she got her bearings and could see how high they were.

  He took a few quick steps and leapt again. The sensation of flying was nauseating, until he landed on something solid once more.

  “Ugh!” burst from her lips. Her hips were probably going to be bruised tomorrow.

  He snarled, and she shut up. He took one more jump but landed on something soft that time, and he bent forward, dumping her off his shoulder. She ended up flat on her back, her body landing on pure softness. She glanced to her side to see what she was on.

  It appeared to be a bed. The mattress was huge, and more like one of the biggest, fluffiest pillows she’d ever seen. Her body sank into it a good few inches.

  Lion man moved, drawing her attention from his strange bed.

  He crouched beside her and grabbed her arm, forcing her to sit up. His fingers hooked the straps of what was left of her bra and dress, yanking them both down her arms. He let her go then fisted the material, pulling hard. It threw her to the side and she rolled on his bed. He tugged the material from beneath her.

  Mary lifted to her knees. He touched the dress he held with his free hand, seeming curious. It gave her the opportunity to glance around.

  She regretted it immediately. The waterfall was still nearby, but she wasn’t looking up at it anymore. She was looking along the top of it.

  That meant they were near where the ceiling. It also became clear that there were three sides to the bed, like mini walls along the edges. Thick cables ran upward from each corner of the massive structure—twice the size of a king-size bed—securing it to the ceiling about eight feet above them.

  “What in the hell?”

  Lion man snarled, and she looked back at him. He threw the destroyed dress down and crawled toward her on all fours.

  Mary backed up, scrambling to keep space between them. She made it to one of those walls and clutched the edge to peer down. They had to be over thirty feet from the floor. It was a long way down, and the height made her freeze in place.

  He grabbed her ankle and yanked.

  Mary was jerked flat before he released her, and then the lion man crawled over her, their bodies not touching, but his hands were planted near her arms, his knees near her thighs. He stared at her without blinking.

  She was scared. Only a fool wouldn’t be.

  She hesitated, and then reached up, stroking his chest. It seemed to work the last time, when she’d been certain he wanted to kill her.

  He blinked, and a low purring started. She could breathe easier when she heard that sound.

  Pet the big freakin’ kitty. Nice kitty. Don’t kill me, kitty. She opened her mouth to beg for her life but then remembered he didn’t seem to like her voice. She closed it fast.

  He lowered his gaze to her breasts, then crawled backward until he hovered over her legs. He straightened somewhat and gripped her knees. He jerked them up then spread them wide. She didn’t resist. He sniffed at her pussy and lowered his face farther.

  Mary gasped when he licked her again, as if she were his favorite treat.

  She had plenty to grab ahold of this time. The bedding was almost velvety. Lion man obviously liked really soft things. He didn’t seem to want to rip her to shreds anymore. That was the good news.

  Instead, it seemed he planned to lick her to death.

  It’s a great way to go, she thought. It was the last one she had before she cried out, coming so hard she wondered if she’d broken something in the lower half of her body.

  Mary panted, trying to remember how to breathe, opening her eyes at the same time. His big hand slid under her hip and she was swiftly flipped onto her stomach. She couldn’t even care at the moment. That same hand cupped her lower stomach and lifted her ass into the air.

  It still didn’t bother her in the least since, she was feeling too good to be worried about anything right then.

  Her cheek was pressed into soft bedding but she threw her arm up to rest on, creating a pocket of air to breathe. The bed moved a little, and his legs braced against the outside of her thighs. His skin was so warm. Firm.

  She felt as if she were boneless—until something thick and hard rubbed against her vaginal opening, spreading the proof of how hard she’d come. She felt soaked down there.

  It took a second for her mind to catch up to what that hard sensation meant.

  Her eyes flew open right as lion man began to push his cock inside her.

  She gasped because he was big, but her pussy slowly stretched to accommodate him. The hand on her stomach kept her hips in place as he came down on top of her, his chest pressing along her back. His free hand landed right next to hers, touching her fingers.

  He drove in deeper, and Mary moaned.

  He was incredibly hard—and it felt amazing.

  He growled and nudged his face against her head. A low purring came from him as he eased his cock almost totally out of her before pushing back in. Mary gripped the fisted hand that had been touching hers, and she braced her other arm, still curled under her forehead on the soft mattress to prevent from being smothered.

  He fucked her slow and gentle, not forcing her body to take him too fast. Working his cock in and out of her in a way that she’d consider tender.

  He didn’t want to hurt her. She knew that, because he easily could have.

  That didn’t surprise her half as m
uch as how incredible he felt inside her.

  She’d always assumed sex with a big guy might be uncomfortable, but he was proving her wrong. Every time he sank into her, it brought her more pleasure. Her vaginal muscles squeezed when he withdrew, trying to keep him in place. That felt sensational, too.

  “Yes,” she moaned, forgetting that he didn’t like her voice.

  In response, he fucked her faster, driving his cock deeper inside her pussy. Ecstasy pounded through her, just as strongly as his hips did against her ass. They were both breathing hard and fast, and the growls and snarls he started to make didn’t scare her in the least. They just added to the experience. He no longer seemed to mind her being vocal, her words urging him not to stop.

  He didn’t.

  Mary finally cried out, a weak shout, when she climaxed a third time. It felt so good, she almost passed out. She may have, too, if lion man hadn’t lifted his upper body off her back a bit and roared out. The sound almost deafened the ear closest to him.

  He threw them to the side, their bodies still locked together. He kept a death grip on her waist as he curled his legs around hers, locking her in place. His big, firm body jerked a few times against her as he groaned.

  She could feel him coming. His semen felt hot, spreading inside her. He shifted his body, one hand sliding under her face. She lifted her head, and he pushed his entire arm under her cheek, until it rested on his triceps. He curled tighter around her, spooning her from behind.

  “Mine.”

  Chapter Three

  Mary’s eyes widened over hearing that one word. “You talk?”

  He growled, an irritated sound. “I do.”

  Emotions overwhelmed her. Relief that he could, anger for the same reason, and then confusion. She didn’t know what to say.

  He rubbed his chin on the top of her head. “Sleep.”

  She tried to wiggle away from him, and off his cock, which was still buried inside her. The arm around her waist tightened, and his open hand on her stomach dug in. She felt the sharp tips of his fingernails and froze.

  “I believed you’d need rest before more sex, but was I wrong? I can give it to you.”

  It made her madder, hearing just how well he could speak. He’d completely fooled her. “Let go!”

  “Never. You’re mine now.”

  She twisted her head, but he held her in a way that it was tough to see his face. He was just so big that she was trapped with his body wrapped around hers.

  She clutched at the hand over her stomach and tried to pull it off. He didn’t let go. It was like wrestling with a redwood. He seemed to have no give in him to bend that limb.

  He growled. “Keep wiggling, and I will fuck you again.”

  She stopped, because she was aware of the fact that he still felt hard inside her, and every movement she made had her pussy grinding against his lap. “You talk. I didn’t think you could. I was terrified you’d kill me! I thought you were one of those Wild Zone New Species. I’ve heard some of them don’t speak, or only know a few words. You’re not one of them, though, are you? That was a shitty thing to pretend to be.”

  “I am a Wild Zone resident. Was.” He nuzzled her head with his chin. “Now I live here.”

  “Where is here?” She couldn’t see much in the dim room so high up near the roof.

  “My domain.”

  She was stumped on what to say to that.

  “Sleep.”

  “No. You need to let me go.”

  “You’re mine.”

  “Stop saying that! I’m not yours.”

  That earned her a vicious snarl, and he withdrew his cock a bit then drove back into her body.

  Mary gasped at the jolt of pleasure it caused. He remained there, deep inside her.

  “You feel like mine. I’m inside you. Mine.” The arm he let her use as a pillow crossed over her chest, and he held her tighter. “You came to me. I’m keeping you.”

  “I fell from the air vent. I didn’t come down here on purpose.”

  “I saw. What were you doing inside it? Those vents are to bring me air and heat.”

  “I was hiding.”

  His body tensed, and his hold tightened even further. “I knew it. You humans attacked us again. We aren’t in chains or cages anymore. My people will kill those who attack us…but not you. You’re mine. I won’t let them punish you.”

  Mary was insulted. “I wasn’t attacking anyone. I was being attacked.”

  “By who?”

  “I don’t know. Two New Species were looking for me.”

  “That’s what happens when you trespass.” He relaxed his body but not his hold on her.

  “I wasn’t trespassing. I was here for a wedding. Then they came after me, so I hid.”

  “Who did?”

  “I don’t know. Two men. I ducked into the cleaning closet and saw the vent. It was big enough for me to fit into, but then I fell.”

  “I’ll overlook you being a dense human. You’re cute, and you’re still mine.”

  Now he was really pissing her off. “I’m not dense. I was scared and hiding because I didn’t want to die!”

  “Species wouldn’t want to kill you without reason. You’re a female. What did you do to them?”

  “I didn’t do anything.”

  He snorted. “Humans always do things. It’s your nature.”

  She snorted. “What about what you did? I thought you were going to eat me.”

  He chuckled. “Didn’t I? Twice. I wanted to make certain you were prepared to take me.”

  She wanted to smack him, completely over her fear of him at this point. “You know what I mean. You’re terrifying.”

  “I am.”

  That killed some of her anger. At least he wasn’t denying it.

  “I didn’t want you to talk until after we’d mated. You might have told me no or started screaming for help. I wasn’t letting you go. You fell into my domain, and I wanted you. Now you’re mine.”

  “I’m not yours.”

  “You are.”

  She clenched her teeth, debating how to respond. “I don’t like you.”

  He chuckled. “You like me a lot. Are you challenging me to prove it? I’ll flip you on your back, lick you until you can’t resist, then mount you again. And you’ll let me.” He nuzzled his chin against her head again. “You didn’t scream or slap me away. I would have backed off if you’d put up a fight. You wanted to be mine.”

  “I was too scared to do either of those things. I thought you were going to kill me.”

  He chuckled. “I used that to my advantage.”

  “I can’t believe you’d admit it!”

  “Humans lie. Species don’t. Settle down and sleep. I’m ready for a nap. I’ll feed you when we wake. Your tummy isn’t growling, or I’d do so now.”

  “I want to leave.”

  “No. You’re mine. I’ll make certain your needs are met and you’re well cared for.”

  “I am not yours. Stop saying that! I’m not a pet you can just adopt or something if it wanders into your house.”

  He growled low. “I can. I have.”

  She tried to get out of his arms but he was too strong. She twisted her body, attempting to untangle them. He eased his hold, and she finally wiggled off his stiff dick. He let her go, and she scrambled away.

  “Careful,” he warned.

  She reached the open side of the bed and stared at the basement floor. It was a long drop, and there was no ladder or stairs to climb down. She did spot a platform about six feet over, maybe seven feet down. It wasn’t even a big one. There was a second one farther away, even lower, probably ten feet from the floor. It was hard to judge, though, looking down.

  She’d have to stand and jump down to the first one, praying she didn’t break a leg or miss grabbing one of the four cables that kept the square suspended. Then try for the second one. The drop from the lowest one to the floor would probably break her ankles.

  “Is my point made?” He was
suddenly right behind her, and she hadn’t felt or heard him move. He grabbed her around her waist and hauled her away from the edge. She landed flat on her back and sank into his cushioned bed. He leaned close, bracing his hands on each side of her hips. “You can’t leave me.”

  Now she knew why he’d been jumping. He’d been getting her up to his bed. It half horrified, half impressed her. No person should be able to jump those distances, but he was New Species. And he’d done it with her over his shoulder!

  “You could have killed us both, you crazy bastard. What if we’d fallen? What if you’d missed when you were jumping around with me to get up here?”

  “I wouldn’t have. You will learn to trust me.”

  “No, I won’t. You can’t keep me here. My best friend Mel is going to send Snow to look for me. He’ll rescue me.”

  “Snow?” He grinned. “You’re Mary. I heard about you.”

  She wasn’t sure if she should be insulted or not by the amused look on his features. “What does that mean? What did Snow say? It had to be him, because he’s the only New Species who’s spent any time with me.”

  He leaned closer. “He said you feared Species for no good reason, and they had a tough time getting you to agree to come here. I forgot his wedding was today. I wasn’t going regardless. I don’t like to leave my domain during the day unless I feel like napping in the sun.” He suddenly sat back on his heels and growled. “Snow will look for you. This is a problem.”

  “He’ll get me out of here.”

  The big lion man snorted. “He might try. But he won’t want to fight me. No one does except Valiant. That’s why they asked me to move here.”

  “Valiant?”

  “He’s like me.”

  Shit. There are two of them? That was a scary concept.

  “I’ll have to marry you. That’s the problem.” He suddenly leaned forward and glared, bracing his hands at her sides again. “I won’t wear clothes. And no relatives. I hate humans. I’ll tolerate a few Species, and your Mel can be there, since she’s a mate, but that is it.”

  Mary’s mouth hung open in shock. It took her seconds to recover from what he said—and when she did, she was enraged. “I’m not marrying you!”

 

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