Best Friends (New Species #15)(78)

“A what?”

“I’m not your mate.”

“You are, but you’d be a better mate if you’d take over.” He lifted his hand off his dick. “You have softer hands. I want to feel them on me here.”

She stared at his dick. “Are you sure you’re from the lion family?”

He frowned. “What does that mean?”

“I just assumed they’d be smaller than you are.”

He laughed. “Thank you.”

“That wasn’t a compliment.”

“You liked me inside you.” He dropped the lotion after making sure the cap was sealed. He didn’t want it spilling on his clean bedding. He patted the spot next to him. “Come here. I’ll pet you. You’ll like it.”

She pointed at him. “Stay back.”

Her growing assertiveness was a good sign. He might not like what she was saying but at least she wasn’t showing fear. That was progress. He shrugged. “I am used to petting myself. I do it all the time.” He gripped his dick again and rubbed harder. “It would be better if you were doing it for me.”

She turned away and stared at the floor down below.

He lunged and wrapped his fingers around her ankle with the hand not covered in lotion. He dragged her closer to him. She kicked at him, but he dodged her free foot by jerking his head to the side.

He used the slippery hand to catch her other leg and flipped her onto her back. He swiftly came down on top of her and pressed his dick against her pussy. He had to bend his knees and yank her legs to his hips to get in close. She shoved at his chest but wasn’t strong enough to budge him. He grinned.

“What are you doing?”

He adjusted his hips and rocked them, sliding his lubricated dick against the slit of her pussy. He wouldn’t enter her until she wanted him, but he enjoyed rubbing up against her. He made certain to make contact with her clit.

She bit her lip and clutched at his shoulders.

“Petting is nice,” he rasped. “See?” He kept his pace slow and steady. It was hell because her pussy was still wet and sticky from them sharing sex before. It would be easy to enter her, but he resisted. “It feels good.”

Her nipples beaded, and she arched her back, a soft moan escaping her parted lips. “I don’t even like you.”

“Your body does. It knows its mate, even if you refuse to accept it with your mind.”

He opened his mouth and kissed her throat. He used his tongue and teeth to play with her. Her legs wrapped around his hips, and he liked when her calves squeezed against his ass. He appreciated everything about her except her stubborn streak to resist admitting she was his.

One of her hands ended up on the back of his neck. He liked that, too. She clutched at him but didn’t try to use his hair to tug him off her neck. He bit her a little harder, the desire to mark her strong.

She moaned louder and her fingernails dug into his skin. It felt amazing.

“Oh God,” she breathed in a shaky voice.

He pulled his mouth away from her skin. “Lash. Use my name.” He resumed kissing her. He stopped moving his dick and she responded by grinding her pussy against his shaft. It assured him she was close to coming. He lifted his hips, making it more difficult for her to move against him. He also stopped kissing her neck to look at her.

Mary stared at him with confusion and passion. She was beautiful to him. Even with her human features. Her nose appeared delicate and the bones of her face were hidden by soft flesh. Her eyes were a pale blue. They reminded him of the sky on a summer day.

“Why did you stop?”

He should have told her to beg. She’d been mean to him. They needed some boundaries as mates, but he wanted her too much. He had a feeling he was going to be the one giving in a lot more to her than she would to him.

He braced most of his upper body weight on one arm and reached down, gripped his shaft, and lowered it enough that he could enter her. He released himself and slid home.

He growled. She was too tight, but her body would adjust to him in time. He wasn’t going to complain about that either, but it was nearly painful. It also reminded him that he’d have to be gentler with her than a Species female. That was okay. Mary was his to protect.

She moaned as he possessed her.

“Oh God!”

“Lash,” he growled.

“Seriously?”

“Try it.” He withdrew his dick almost completely, and then drove back in deep.

“Oh…Lash.”

He grinned. “Say my name and I’ll fuck you faster.” He made certain to rub up against her clit with each thrust. He did it a few times.

“Lash!” she moaned.

She was his female. He would give her what she wanted and needed. It would be enjoyable to do it, too.





Chapter Four



Lash jerked awake the moment someone entered his domain. He carefully untangled himself from his sleeping female and climbed to the edge of his bed, searching the darkness. He spotted a male near the door, just a few feet inside.

He snagged this loincloth and put it on. He leapt, caught the other platform, and jumped again to the next one, before landing in a crouch near the male on the floor.

The Species didn’t move a muscle. Jinx knew better. “Sorry for the interruption, Lash. We’re searching for a missing human female. She went into the vents, and we’re going everywhere that crosses the path of where they lead. A few of the males attempted to climb in after her, but they couldn’t fit. It’s a probability that she got out somewhere else in the hotel.”