Read New Species 02 Slade Online
Authors: Laurann Dohner
She deserved more than a quick coupling on the ground.
He may be part animal but she wasn’t. Human females
expected certain things from males. A soft bed, a
romantic setting and maybe candles. He’d be damned
before he allowed his instincts and desire to drive him to
do something else he’d regret.
He needed to stay in control until they were safe.
Once they returned to Homeland, he’d seduce Trisha in a
bed, inside a home, in a secure location where danger
didn’t lurk. He’d take his time, strip her slowly, and
explore every inch of her until her need grew as strong as
his. Then he’d make love to her. Gently, do his best to
pretend he could be more human than he actually was,
for her sake.
He sniffed the air, the smell of smoke nearly making
him sneeze, and slowly withdrew from the area. He’d left
Trisha longer than he’d intended to. He’d had to make
certain he had his desire under control before he touched
her again. Otherwise all his good intentions would be
forgotten.
He’d been an ass when her body had curled against
his. Restraint wasn’t his strongest asset but he’d try for
her. She deserved a male who could respect her human
needs. Those being a bed to have sex in and to have it at
the appropriate time.
They’d have to leave before the sun rose. Trisha
being in danger wasn’t acceptable to him. Justice would
have teams searching for them by now. The humans may
have to wait until the sun rose to mount a rescue mission
but New Species were already tracking them. He knew
that as well as he knew the tempting feminine scent he
followed right back to Trisha.
He spotted her huddled form on the ground, a snarl
rose in his throat that he had to force down to muffle, not
enjoying how cold she appeared. He’d left her for too
long. Was there anything he could do right when it came
to her? It seemed not. His stride quickened in his need to
warm her and make certain she survived the night.
Calm down, he ordered his body. Act natural so you
don’t frighten her.
Something rustled, sounding similar to crunching
leaves being shifted. Trisha tensed but didn’t move as
she listened. She only heard the wind in the trees above
her. Her fear spiked when she saw something move close
to her. It was big, man-sized, and drawing near.
“We’re good,” Slade announced softly as he settled
down next to her.
She wanted to cry over him coming back to her, that
grateful that he’d returned safely, and hadn’t abandoned
her. She swallowed a sob. She blinked hard at the tears
that swam in her eyes. Slade stretched out onto his back
next to her, just inches away, and he took a deep breath.
“Curl into me,” he demanded. “It’s cold.”
Trisha didn’t speak, too afraid something in her
voice would give away the fact that she was so
emotional. She just lay next to him, listening to his
breathing.
“Fine. Don’t.” He had an annoyed tone in his voice.
“Night.”
Minutes had to have passed when she heard his
breathing change, slowing, and guessed he probably
slept. She waited a few more minutes to be sure before
she inched forward, closing the distance. His hands were
looped together behind his head to form a pillow. She
pressed her body against his side, facing him. Her head
rested down on his thickly muscled arm.
He was very warm. She shivered, burrowing tighter
against him until her body pressed against his firmly.
She put her hand on his stomach. Suddenly the body
against hers tensed. Trisha froze, her heart pounded. His
breathing had changed.
“Cold, Doc?”
She hesitated. “I’m freezing.”
He sighed. “See what I mean about how annoying
you are?” He pulled down one of his arms and his hand
closed over Trisha’s hand on his stomach. Then he
pushed it lower. Her palm ended up covering a mound.
“Feel that?”
Trisha tried to yank her hand away from his pants
but his over hers prevented her from doing that. He
pushed her palm tighter against him.
“Want to keep warm, Doc?”
She clenched her teeth. “Want to let go of my hand?”
“Rub me.”
“Fuck you.”
He chuckled. “I’d let you, sweet thing. There are a
few problems with that. First off, you are loud. I can’t
have you screaming out while I’m fucking you since
we’re being hunted. You’d let them know where we are.
Second problem is that if you want to lie against me and
stay warm while you sleep, I want to sleep too. I can’t
while you could take my pulse by how hard you make
me.”
“You’re such an asshole.”
“There’s that option.” He laughed. “I don’t think that
would feel good, Doc. I’d rather hear you scream in
pleasure than in pain. But that still means there would be
screaming. You’d give away our location.”
His meaning sank in. Her mouth opened. “You…
you… ”
“Not a back door kind of gal, huh? Good thing we
found something we agree on. I’m not into that either.
I’ve been assured by humans it’s tighter but I’m a pussy
man. Now, either rub me or move away.”
“Release my hand.”
He didn’t. He moved it against him. “See? That’s not
bad, is it? I would say that’s not hard but it really is,
Doc.”
Fury slammed into Trisha. “Fine. Do you want me to
take care of your problem, Slade?”
He hesitated. “If you hurt me, Doc, well, I wouldn’t
advise it. I’d hurt you back.” His hand over hers eased
up and lifted away.
Trisha cupped her hand firmly over the outline of his
thick, hard cock, trapped inside his pants. It felt
impressive in length and girth. She moved, sitting up,
and reached blindly for the front of his pants. His body
stiffened next to her.
“What are you doing, Doc?”
“You want touched, right? Well, I’m going to, Slade. I
have to open your pants to do that.”
“Allow me,” he rasped softly. The amusement
seemed gone from his voice now.
Trisha lifted her hands. Slade moved and she heard a
zipper. She could barely make out his shape. He lifted
his hips and shoved his pants down to mid-thigh. Trisha
couldn’t make out much but she knew when Slade freed
his cock from his pants.
She stared, trying to see. She could barely make out
anything but it appeared he had nothing to be ashamed
of, that was for sure. There was no missing that shadowy
shape standing erect and proud. He was long and thick,
just the way he’d felt. She hesitated, the idea of that
inside her a little scary if they ever did have sex. He was
bigger than anyone she’d ever been with. Her past
number of lovers wasn’t impressive, just a few, but none
of them compared to him.
“Doc? We should get some sleep before we need to
be moving on.” His voice was a soft growl. “I’ll zip up. I
shouldn’t have done that. I’m sorry. I am being a bastard.
I was half asleep and just a tad too tired.”
Trisha’s hands shook slightly as she moved forward.
One of her hands curled around Slade’s cock before he
could cover it. She heard him suck in air. He was hard all
right and hot. His skin was velvety soft wrapped over
steel-hard thickness. She let her fingers and palm explore
him. Slade’s breathing increased.
“That feels so good,” he groaned.
Trisha’s anger seeped away. He turned her on. She
hated it but he did. She enjoyed touching him. She bit her
lip and curled her other hand at the base of Slade’s cock.
He shifted his legs, trying to open them wider for her to
explore him. He softly cursed when his pants bunched at
his thighs and wouldn’t allow it.
“That’s good, Doc.”
“Trisha,” she ordered softly. “Call me by my name or
I stop.” She gripped his shaft more firmly, moving her
hand against the crown of his cock to trace the rim.
“Trisha,” he groaned. “That feels so good.”
“I wish I had lotion.”
“Me too, Doc.”
She tore her hands from him. “My name is Trisha.
Use it.”
Slade sat up. “Want me to use your name?”
“Yes. I do.”
“Fine.” He moved away, shoved his pants and
underwear down his long legs to his ankles, and lunged
for her.
Trisha gasped when he grabbed her. He yanked her
up to her knees as he got to his. His hands left her arms
and he grabbed her hips and lifted her, turning her away
from him.
“What are you doing?” Excitement and a little fear
merged but she wasn’t protesting.
“Put your legs between mine,” he growled in a
rough tone, spreading his bare thighs apart to make
room for her.
Trisha twisted her head. “Why?”
“Do it,” he rasped. “Now, Trisha.”
Her heart started to pound. She had an idea what he
would do. He was on his knees and he’d turned her until
her back was to him. She shifted and fit both of her legs
between his, which were spread apart. Her feet tangled
with his pants at his ankles but she lifted them to hook
over the material. One of his hands left her hip and his
other hand slid to the front of her body. She tensed, her
breathing increased, as he unfastened her pants. His
chest pressed against her back as he lowered his head
until his breath fanned her ear.
“I’m going to fuck you, Trisha.” He growled when he
stated it. “I’m going to sink so deep into your pussy that
you will want to scream out my name but you can’t. Do
you think you can keep quiet?” He shoved her pants
down. Her panties were pushed down to her lower
thighs next and all the material bunched together.
Trisha’s breathing was shaky. She wanted Slade.
“Yes.”
He made another growling noise. One of his hands
slid up her shirt and pushed her bra cup up. His hand
gripped her bare breast and gently squeezed.
“Bend over for me, Trisha. I’m going to fuck you the
way I’ve wanted to since I saw you. I’m going to drive so
deep into that wet little sheath of yours until you don’t
know where I end and you begin. I bet you’re going to be
so tight that you fist around my dick and I have to fight
to move inside you.”
She put her hands on the ground. She’d never in a
million years have thought she’d have sex with a man in
the middle of the night in the woods on her hands and
knees. Then again, she never thought she’d want anyone
as much as she wanted Slade. Her body screamed for
him to enter her pussy and she knew he wouldn’t be
disappointed with how he imagined she’d feel wrapped
around his cock. He was so big it had to be a tight fit.
His hand cupped her between her thighs firmly,
massaging her clit first and spreading the wet heat of her
desire. She moaned as his fingers explored her from her
clit to her anus. He pushed a finger slowly inside her
pussy, the sensation amazing as his thick digit pushed in
deep, and Trisha arched her back as pleasure tore
through her.
“So wet, Trisha. So fucking tight too. I knew you
would be.” He growled softly while he withdrew his
finger and traced the seam of her pussy lips, before
moving it away.
“Slade?” She feared he’d change his mind, stop, and
her body ached.
“I can’t wait, need to be inside you too bad to stretch
you more with my finger. I’m sorry but I’ve got to fuck
you right now or I’m going to die.” He pressed the crown
of his cock right at the entrance of her vaginal opening.
His hand left her breast and he gripped her hips with
both hands. “Quiet, sweet thing. Be real still. I’m going to
be easy with you. You’re so tight I’m afraid I’ll hurt you
and I don’t want that.”
Trisha bit her lip as Slade pressed the thick tip of his
cock against her pussy. She almost panted, aching so
much it hurt. His cock entered her slowly when he slid
into her an inch, then pushed in more. His shaft was
wide and her body stretched to accommodate him.
Trisha wanted more and pushed back against him. He
gripped her hips, moved his body to match her
movements but he didn’t allow her to take him inside
her farther.
“Slade,” she begged.
“Don’t move,” he demanded. His hand left her hip
and he gripped her around her chest. He pulled her up