New Species 03 Valiant (5 page)

while suffering through those boring classes.

He blinked a few times and his smile faded. “We’ll

really get to know each other. Kiss me. I’m dying to taste

you.”

She was tempted, admitted being more than a little

curious about what kind of kisser he’d be and if someone

so intimidating could be just as passionate. She hadn’t

kissed a man in about a year, not since her last boyfriend

had broken her heart by cheating on her. She debated if

she should let Valiant kiss her or not when he lowered

his face a few inches until their lips nearly touched. She

took a shaky breath knowing that he wasn’t going to give

her a choice.

“Close your eyes and don’t fear me,” Valiant ordered

in a deep, husky whisper. “Relax. I’m not going to hurt

you.”

Relax? Is he kidding? He was huge and had her

pinned down on the bed even though he wasn’t touching

her. Oops, she thought as his lips brushed hers. He’s

touching me now. She tensed a little and reached up to

flatten the palms of her hands on his chest. He was hot

to the touch and his skin felt soft but so warm it was as

though he were burning up with a fever.

He lips were gentle as he used his mouth to open

hers. She didn’t fight it but instead forced her body to

relax. I hope his teeth don’t hurt my mouth. That was the

last thought she had as his tongue invaded. He didn’t kiss

her the way anyone else ever had and she was no

lightweight in that department. She’d dated heavily in

high school when kissing boys had been a nice pastime

as long as they didn’t turn into octopuses—all hands and

grabbing. She wasn’t that kind of girl in high school,

drawing a very firm line between that and doing more

with boys.

Valiant devoured her mouth. His tongue explored

every inch, rubbed erotically against hers and even

swiped the roof, which tickled slightly. His lips were firm

over hers, opening her mouth wider to his dominance.

When he growled softly she could feel vibrations against

her palms and even against her tongue. It was a

shocking turn-on and her body responded instantly when

she kissed him back.

His hand fisted the bottom of her shirt, jerked it from

of the waist of her slacks, and suddenly his hand brushed

against her stomach. His calloused fingertips lightly

explored her skin. The feeling was insanely good. She

moaned into his mouth as his hand inched upward until

he cupped her breast.

He wasn’t gentle about that either. His hand was firm

as he squeezed her sensitive breast and even through the

thin material of her bra, she could feel the rough texture

of his hand across her nipple. It reacted instantly,

tightening, and the tip grew taut. Tammy heard someone

moan loudly, only to realize the sound came from her

again.

The mouth on hers tore away and left Tammy

breathing hard. Her eyes flew open to watch Valiant stare

down at her, an intense expression on his handsome but

strange features. His hand still gripped her right breast

and he rubbed his calloused thumb across her nipple.

Her breast seemed to grow heavy and her nipple became

so stiff she wondered if it could actually break. Tammy

arched her chest against his hand, not meaning to, but

she did. She could feel heat pooling between her thighs

and her stomach quivered. She was turned on big-time

and her body began to throb.

He inched his body lower over hers. “Just a taste,” he

growled.

It was a soft but deep tone that made his chest

rumble again, vibrating against her hands. He jerked her

shirt up higher until it was pushed over the top of her

breasts to expose her bra completely. He stared at it

before his hand released her breast. His finger slid under

the center of her bra in a light caress until there was a

tug.

She looked down to realize he’d somehow sliced

open her bra in the front with one of his fingernails. The

material was pushed away from her breasts, baring them

to his view. Both nipples were hard peaks, her skin

sensitive, and she didn’t feel embarrassed. She knew she

should try to cover them but she didn’t.

“Beautiful and you have so much for someone so

small,” he softly growled right before his head lowered.

“I bet if I lick them, they’ll taste as good as they look.”

Tammy closed her eyes when his breath fanned

across her breast. He opened his mouth and swiped her

nipple with his tongue. She made a surprised sound

because the texture of it was soft but rough at the same

time, the feeling unique, but it sent more heat flooding

between her legs. Her arousal level shot up to nearly

unbearable. She gasped when his mouth closed over her

breast.

His raspy tongue moved, sliding quickly back and

forth across her taut nipple. She moaned, arching her

breast into his mouth. She could imagine instantly what

that tongue could do if he used it on other places of her

body. His teeth gently raked across her skin above and

below her nipple and in response, her fingers dug into

his skin where she clung to him.

She knew she should push him away but didn’t. She

curled her fingers around the tops of his shoulders

instead, encouraging him. He growled again, vibrated

against her, and another moan broke from her lips. The

guy reminded her of a big vibrator on her breast and the

way his tongue slid across her nipple was intensely

pleasurable. She gasped when he swirled it around her

nipple and then he was sucking on her. Her stomach

clenched hard and the ache between her thighs started to

scream with need.

His hand on her stomach slid down and there was a

jerk at her waist. She couldn’t really think about that

though. Concentrating on anything other than what he

was doing was too difficult as Valiant played her breast.

She barely registered the fact that something pulled on

her slacks until he released her breast. Her eyes flew

open again.

“Lift your hips.”

My hips? She stared at him, confused. “What?”

He smiled. His mouth lowered and captured her

other breast. A moan tore from her throat. He didn’t

tease her breast, he sucked it into his mouth, using his

tongue and teeth against her. The ability to think fled as

he increased the suction and the sharp tugs on her breast

made her clit throb as if they were connected. One of his

hands slid under her back as she arched off the bed to

press tighter against his mouth. His hand lowered,

cupped her ass and squeezed.

That’s when she realized his hand held bare skin. Her

That’s when she realized his hand held bare skin. Her

eyes flew open as she tried to shove him away. His

mouth released her breast and their gazes met. She

twisted, trying to see around his body and realized that

he’d somehow gotten her pants open and down her

thighs where they were bunched at her knees. Her

panties were down there too, tangled up with her slacks.

Tammy gaped at him.

“I didn’t even realize. How did you get my pants

down without me knowing?”

He chuckled. “That’s all you have to say?”

Valiant tried hard to keep control of his desire. He

wanted her so bad it had become a physical pain. She’d

probably scream if he removed his pants, considering she

seemed worried about the size of his cock. Their size

difference could be an issue but women were designed to

stretch for birthing. He could make it work if he were

careful, gentle, and took it slow enough for her to adjust

to him.

She’s human. He clenched his teeth but finally

relaxed. It didn’t matter that he’d never believed he’d be

attracted to a human or that he’d thought other males of

his kind were idiots to want them, because it all boiled

down to the truth. He wanted and needed this one.

He inhaled her wonderful, sexy scent, and fought

back a snarl. She had admitted the sound frightened her.

Species women would know he did it because he was

aroused but Tammy wasn’t one of his kind. She wouldn’t

be turned on if he didn’t restrain his animal instincts. It

had been tough to do, but for her, he’d fought hard to

remain in control.

He had to take some deep breaths to calm. He

resisted the urge to just tear her clothes from her body,

shove her legs apart, and bury his face between those

soft, sensual, pale thighs of hers. The scent of her

arousal made him long to bury his tongue deep into the

source. He fought to think but it was difficult as an image

of how it would feel to taste her desire, to know the

warm depths of her sweet pussy, and how she would

make more of those soft moans if he fucked her with his

mouth.

His dick hardened until he wondered if the material

of his jeans would actually split apart and it would break

free of the confinement. His shaft had swollen to a

painful size from just thinking about where his tongue

wanted to go—inside her. Fear cooled his blood though.

She wasn’t Species. He couldn’t just make her climax, flip

her over, lift her ass up into the air and pound into her

until he came. He’d hurt her.

Valiant stared into her beautiful eyes. The blue of

them reminded him of the ocean. He’d never seen it

personally but he’d watched plenty of DVDs featuring

Hawaii. It was just one of the places he’d seen on his

television that he’d never be allowed to visit.

First he’d been sealed inside concrete prisons, then

later in the hot, miserable desert in a horrible motel with

nothing around but flat miles of emptiness. Reservation

had been bought to provide a better, permanent location

for Species and now he had trees, blue sky, and a home.

His. Something that belonged to him.

She blinked and took a deep breath, her breasts lifted

as she inhaled, and he realized there was something else

he wanted to belong to him—her. He could happily stare

into those eyes every day. To have her spread out naked

on his bed would be a joy. The scent of her was

something he could easily grow addicted to. Everything

about her drew him, mesmerized him, and he wasn’t

about to allow it or her to slip through his fingers.

He would just need to get her addicted to him and

convince her she belonged in his life. He’d wanted a mate

but he’d imagined she’d be Species. He mentally

shrugged that fantasy away. None of them had affected

him the way the small human under him did. He’d been

denied a lot in his lifetime but he would have her.

Mine! A ll mine. I’m not giving her up. Never.

“Get off me.”

Valiant shook his head. “Kick the pants away and

open your thighs for me. I want to touch you.”

Panic gripped Tammy. The guy had practically

managed to strip her and she hadn’t even realized what

he’d done. She’d wanted to kiss him, she’d admit that,

but now her pants and panties were around her knees,

her body mostly exposed and she had to call a halt. She

couldn’t have sex with a stranger and especially not one

as scary as Valiant.

“Go to hell. Get off me and pull my pants back up.”

He shook his head again before he lifted away from

her and sprang backward from the bed. He landed on his

feet gracefully with his thighs spread apart enough to

make room for her legs between them. He smiled at her

while raking his gaze down her body. Desire showed

clearly as he examined every exposed inch.

She gasped, trying to shove her shirt down over her

bare breasts with one hand as she also reached frantically

for her pants to pull them back up with her other. Holy

shit! How did that happen? She was completely exposed

to the guy.

He gripped her slacks with both hands and jerked

them out of her frantic hold, tore them down her legs,

and tossed them to the floor. Shocked and miffed,

Tammy stared up at him but then he dropped down on

her again. He braced his arms, pushup style, legs still

spread, and his body hovered over hers. He didn’t touch