New Species 05 Brawn (33 page)

“I hope so. Otherwise perhaps my son can talk her into being
my mate when he’s old enough to grasp speech.”

Laughing, Bestial shooed the officers away. “See? Things are
fine. Go away.” He stared at Brawn. “I am sure there will be many sons between
the two of you.”

Brawn took a deep breath. “I can only hope.”

Chapter Eighteen

Becca woke alone, stunned she’d actually fallen asleep and
peered around the room. Brawn wasn’t there. She eased back the covers and
headed to the bathroom. One look in the mirror had her shaking her head at her
reflection.

“The guy kisses you and you fall into bed with him.” Her
gaze raked down her naked body to her baby tummy and she spun around. “Not one
of mommy’s proudest moments. Your daddy is hot though, in my defense, and a
really great kisser.”

She adjusted the water temperature in the shower, stepped in
and closed the glass door. Standing there washed away the traces of the sex but
not the memories. She dumped body wash into her palm, rubbing it all over and
sighed loudly.

“Pushover. It’s hormones. Yeah. I’m totally going with
that.” Her eyes rolled and she leaned in to wash away the soap. “We’re in deep
shit, kiddo.” She washed her belly. “And I have to email your grandpa with some
new lie to explain why I’m late contacting him.”

The door to the shower was suddenly jerked open. Becca
gasped and spun. Her feet slipped on the tub floor and she cried out as she frantically
reached for anything to break her fall but two strong arms grabbed her before
she slammed into the tile. She stared in shock at Brawn, leaning inside her
shower.

“I’m sorry.” Brawn adjusted his hold on her. “Are you all
right? I forget that you don’t have our hearing or sense of smell. I assumed
you heard me come in. I didn’t mean to startle you. Are you well? The baby?” He
lifted her out of the shower and hugged her.

Shock kept her silent but she was grateful his fast reflexes
had saved her from a fall. Her hands gripped his biceps and he slowly lowered
her.

“You could have knocked. You shouldn’t just walk into
someone’s bathroom.” Her voice finally worked.

He released her once he made sure she was steady on her feet
and grabbed a towel to wrap around her middle. Big hands patted her dry with
care. “I heard you talking to someone and thought you had company in here.”
Anger showed in his eyes as he glanced around. “Who were you speaking to?”

“The baby.”

His hands froze and he stared at the bump. “He can hear you?
Us?” He grinned. “I didn’t know that.” He bent a little, put his face closer to
her belly. “Hello, little one. I am your dad. I long to hold you in my arms.”

Definitely hormones, Becca decided as tears filled her eyes.
That was sweet and it touched her that he’d say that to their unborn child. “I
read baby books. They seem to think that while a baby can’t understand the
words, they can hear voices and learn to recognize them. I talk to him
constantly, probably too much, but I’ve been alone for a long time.”

Brawn straightened and held her gaze. “You will never be
alone again. I have moved in.”

“You what?” Shock hit her again.

“I said I am going to care for you and I went to pack my
belongings. I live here now with you. I turned over my council duties to the
others. They were happy to fill in for me so you have me full-time.” He smiled,
making her remember how handsome he was when he did it. “I’m all yours.”

A war raged inside Becca suddenly. She wished that were
true. Looking into his sexy eyes made her want to never let him go but he was
only there because she’d gotten pregnant. He was a stand-up guy, she’d give him
that, but she didn’t want him that way.

“You can’t move in here.”

“I already did.” Muscles along his jaw clenched. “We will
not argue.” His gaze dropped to her belly. “Our child will hear.”

Anger hit hard and fast. “Don’t use my own words against
me.”

“Open your mouth.”

She lifted a hand and grabbed his jaw. “No. You’re not going
to kiss me again and make me forget that I’m angry at you.”

“Why not? It worked. We can’t fight while we’re sharing
sex.”

“You admit it then! You just had sex with me to get your
way.”

Broad shoulders shrugged. “What is there to complain about?
We both enjoyed it.” His hands slid to her hips. “I missed you, Becca. We have
time to make up and we need to get to know each other before our child is born.
I want you. It is just a side benefit that we can’t fight while we’re having
sex. Don’t doubt that I really want you.”

She released his jaw and pressed her palms against his
shirt, giving him a little push. “Talk instead of seducing me.”

A soft growl rumbled from him. “I want to do both. Let me
take you to bed now.”

“No. It’s a bad idea.” She didn’t want her heart to get
broken even more when the novelty wore off and he decided being with her was
too much of a sacrifice. “You can see your son any time you want, Brawn. We
don’t have to be together in order for you to be a part of his life.”

Beautiful blue, yellow-streaked eyes narrowed and he
suddenly adjusted his hold, grabbed her and scooped her into his arms. He
carried her out of the bathroom, strode into the bedroom and gently laid her on
the bed. One hand fisted the towel and jerked hard, yanking it out from under
her.

She grabbed at her breasts to cover them, bent her legs up
and glared at him. “Give that back.”

Brawn reached for his waist instead, gripped his shirt and
tore it over his head. “I’m going to make love to you.”

“No, you aren’t. Sex isn’t the answer every time we don’t
agree on something.”

He cocked his head, dropped the shirt and bent one leg a
little to toe off his shoes. “We’ll talk after. I want you.”

She grabbed the blanket and jerked it over her body, sat up
and pointed at him. “Stop!”

He grinned, kicked off the other shoe and unzipped his jeans.
Her gaze lowered and she watched as he wiggled out of them. She swore he was
teasing her with the way he slowly inched them down. His impressive, rigid cock
sprang free, pointing at her and he bent to shove them all the way down. When
he stood, she couldn’t help but admire the picture he made. Just to really be
mean, he shook out his long hair. It fell over his shoulders and down along his
tan skin.

Becca had to remember to breathe. There was something so
primal about Brawn when he was naked, his hair free and his lips parted enough
to flash his canines. A growl tore from him as he bent forward, flattened his
palms on the bed and his catlike eyes stared at her.

“You’re mine, Becca. You can deny it but your body knows the
truth.”

She inched back and wiggled slowly toward the headboard. His
weight kept her from yanking the covers with her. He prowled closer on his
hands and knees. She couldn’t miss the heavy weight of his cock jutting forward
since his stomach was rock solid and flat. Another soft growl came from him and
he paused.

“Don’t fear me, beautiful.” One of his hands lifted and
wrapped around her ankle. He shoved the covers away and pulled her carefully,
until she lay flat.

He crawled over her until his face hovered inches above hers
and his cock brushed her thighs, which she’d clamped together. “Open up for me.
I’m going to teach your mouth the truth too.”

Her heart pounded. She wanted him but she wasn’t giving in
that easily again. A woman had pride, damn it. Her brain froze a little at
seeing all that testosterone at its finest crouched over her, but she forced it
to work. He liked to use her words against her so turnabout was fair play.

She glanced down. He kept his arms and legs braced to keep
his weight off her. His thighs were spread apart with her body between them and
she had wiggle room. Her gaze met his and she lifted her hands to grip his
hips. “You think you can win me over with your kisses?”

He stared at her without saying a word but amusement
sparkled in his eyes, telling her that he did.

“Straighten up.”

“I have you where I want you.”

“Straighten up and I’ll open my mouth.”

He hesitated but lifted his upper body to stand on his
spread knees. He frowned as she sat up and suddenly wrapped her hand firmly
around his shaft, getting a good grip that he couldn’t jerk away from. He
hissed in air and alarm tensed his features.

“Don’t worry.” She smiled. “I won’t hurt you. Don’t fear me,
sexy. You wanted my mouth open, believing you could seduce me into doing
whatever you want but turnabout is fair play. Learn this, baby.”

She licked her lips, kept eye contact with him and her hand
on his hip gripped him as she brought her lips to the crown of his cock. Her
tongue licked the tip, tested the texture and she almost laughed when Brawn’s
eyes widened with astonishment and he snarled.

Her gaze dropped to his rigid shaft and she took it inside
her mouth, sucked and turned her head at different angles as she worked him
slowly. Sucking him in, easing him to her lips, teasing him with her tongue.
His body shook and he growled, an animalistic sound she reveled in. He thought
he could control her but she was the one in charge now.

She lifted her gaze, saw he’d thrown back his head and his
hands clenched his thighs, probably to keep from grabbing her. She took him
deeper until she knew she’d hit her limit at the back of her throat, tightened
the suction and moved a little faster.

“Becca,” he rasped.

She ignored his attempt to distract her. She kept going,
moved faster and played. Her hand on his hip slid to his firm abs, loved the
texture of each muscle and explored higher until she brushed her fingertips
over an erect nipple. She pinched him lightly there between her thumb and
fingertip.

Brawn roared out as his sweet taste began to flood her mouth
and it shocked her when he suddenly grabbed her head and jerked her off his
cock. His semen hit her throat and breasts as he came down, pinned her flat,
with his hips over her ribs and rubbed his shaft between her breasts.

He shook with the force of his release and Becca lay there
stunned. He hadn’t hurt her but he could have. His ass rested just above her
extended belly and if he’d put his weight down, he could have crushed her under
him. He shook again, his eyes snapped open and he stared at her.

“Don’t ignore me when I warn you. I almost spilled my seed
in your throat.”

“That was the point,” she managed to finally get out.

“I would have choked you. We shoot hard. Don’t you feel me
inside you when I come? I could have hurt you.”

She swallowed, wasn’t sure what to say and Brawn suddenly
lifted away from her, climbed off the bed and stormed for the bathroom. She
watched his naked, firm ass go and struggled to sit up. Her heart was still
racing with the fear that had jolted through her from the sudden body slam on
the bed, even though he hadn’t hurt her.

Water ran in the bathroom, cut off and Brawn came stomping
back into the bedroom with a wet hand towel. She held out her hand, knew he’d
brought it for her, but he stunned her when he sat down, gripped her shoulder
and flattened her again.

“I didn’t mean to scare you.” He began to gently clean her
throat and chest with the warm towel. “I didn’t want to hurt you.” He leaned
closer. “I loved what you did but you have to pull your mouth away at the end
when I warn you.”

Becca wasn’t sure what to say—something that happened a lot
with Brawn. “Open your mouth.”

“I barely got a taste before you jerked away. You’re not
using that to clean my mouth.”

His lips crushed down on hers, his tongue swept inside her
mouth and he threw the wet towel away. Shock hit her at the passion in that
kiss. He shifted his body to crouch over her again. He pinned her down without
putting weight on her belly and finally broke the kiss. His gaze roamed her
body.

“I love seeing you without clothes. You are so pale and
soft. So beautiful and soft.”

She frowned. “You said soft twice. Is that your way of
telling me that I have a lot of love handles?”

He growled. “No. I like you the way you are.”

Becca’s gaze narrowed. “You like New Species women. They are
tall and fit and about as far from me as it gets. I’m soft, as you put it.
Pale. Why are you here, Brawn? As if I didn’t already know.”

He frowned. “I want to be with you.”

“Bullshit. You want to be a decent person and I got
pregnant. That’s why you’re here but you can be a dad to the baby without being
in a relationship with me. You—”

His mouth covered hers. Brawn’s mastery with his kisses soon
made her lose the will to fight. He settled more of his weight on her though he
was careful to watch how much weight she took and used one hand to cup her
breast. She moaned at the rough texture of his palm as he played with her taut
nipple. Becca wound her arms around his neck, clinging to him. Brawn finally
pulled his mouth from hers. They were both breathing hard.

“I need you,” he purred.

Becca swallowed and nodded. She needed him too, in the worst
way. The guy was addictive as hell—was like kissing a bolt of electricity that
turned her on. Brawn lifted away, scooted down the bed and stood at the end.
Strong hands gripped her ankles and pulled her body down the bed.

“What are you doing?”

“I don’t want to put weight on our baby. I can take you on
my knees here with you on the edge of the bed the way we did before. It
worked.”

Yes, it did.
She kept that to herself.

“I love the way you look. You turn me on.”

Her gaze lowered to his waist and how his cock pointed at
her, remembering that he could recover that quickly. “I see.”

“I’d much rather you feel, beautiful.”

Her stomach clenched and she felt heat spreading between her
thighs. He lowered to his knees as his heated gaze took in her body, spread out
before him once more. “Open your thighs for me. I want to see you, take my time
and taste you again.”