New Species 11 True (29 page)

“Agreed,” Fury sighed. “I don’t like that asshole running
free either.” He held True’s gaze. “But your female has made valid points and
so has Tim. We can keep her safe and give Boris enough room to hang himself at
the same time.” He smirked at Tim. “Is that the right saying? Hang himself?”

“Yeah.” Tim grinned. “That’s what we’re hoping he’ll do. I’ll
have my teams on it ASAP. I want to borrow a couple of your guys with good
noses when we enter his house. They might find things we can’t on visual
inspections. We have to make damn sure we’re super careful so he doesn’t
suspect we’ve been there and that means barely touching anything.”

“Done.” Tiger pointed to the door. “Let’s gather your males
together and work out assignments, Tim.” He glanced at Slade. “You can handle
getting the couple safe and settled.”

“No problem.” Slade grinned as he glanced at Fury. “Enjoy
the drive. I know you’re going with the team to Boris’ house.”

The canine chuckled. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

True blew out a frustrated breath and pulled Jeanie back
into his embrace, hugging her to his body. It seemed everyone was on board with
the plan but him. He just wanted to keep her safe.

“I want detailed updates,” he demanded. It wasn’t a request.

Justice lifted an eyebrow but then nodded. “I understand. I
would too if it were Jessie. Keep him apprised of everything, Slade.”

“Done.” The male stood. “Let’s get you both settled in a new
home.”

The doors opened again and Jinx sauntered into the
conference room, smiling. True hadn’t noticed the male had been absent from the
meeting until that moment. He stepped around a few Species until he paused
before them and the arm behind his back moved. He held out a manila folder with
a pen clipped to it.

True glanced at it and frowned, then met the male’s amused
gaze.

“Mating papers,” Jinx said and chuckled. “Just so you’re
assured that I’ve come to terms with who she chose. So much is going on that I
knew you wouldn’t have time to make the call. I personally had them drawn up
for you and printed out. Sign them and I’ll return them for filing. I won’t
leave until it’s done.”

A lump formed inside True’s chest. It meant a lot that the
male had gone to the trouble. Silence had him glancing around the room. He
looked at the faces of his friends and fellow Species, seeing that most smiled,
while a few appeared a little envious. He understood.

“If you’ve changed your mind…” Jinx teased.

He released Jeanie and grabbed the folder. He looked down at
her and she smiled at him. He grinned back.

“Never. Jeanie is my mate. Thank you.”

“I am,” she agreed. “Where do I sign?”

He took her hand and led her to the nearest table and opened
the folder. He signed without reading the document and was pleased when Jeanie
accepted the pen and just signed as well. They were mates already but now it
became official.

“We’ll celebrate with a party as soon as she’s safe and
Boris is locked inside Fuller,” Justice decreed.

True looked at the male, full of gratitude. “We’d appreciate
that.”

Justice chuckled. “I have a feeling what you do in private
will be more fun. Get them out of here, Slade.”

Jinx accepted the paperwork with a wink. “I will make sure
it’s filed. Be happy.”

He already was. He’d just be more so when Boris was no
longer a threat to his mate.

I’m mated.
Jeanie smiled and curled against True on
his lap in the SUV. He’d insisted she sit there when other New Species had
piled into the vehicle to escort them to wherever they were being moved. The
sun had barely risen and she stared out the side window when they came to a
halt. A New Species, wearing the NSO uniform, walked up to the driver’s door.

“Hello, Slade.”

“We have a new couple. They are staying in the house next to
Justice’s. This is Jeanie and you know True.”

The male grinned. “We got a call that you were coming and
that they are newly mated.”

“You were also told she’s in danger?”

All humor left the man’s face. “Yes. I sent an officer to
check out the home and he radioed back that all is fine. We’ll increase
patrols.”

“Good.” Slade stepped on the gas as soon as the gate opened
to admit them. “These are the cottages for the mated couples and for some of
the Species with greater responsibilities.”

Jeanie stared at the large homes. “Cottages? They have to be
over three thousand square feet. My version of a cottage and your version are
completely different.”

True captured her attention with a questioning look.

“Cottages are tiny homes, kind of cute, but small.”

Slade laughed. “Everything is bigger with New Species.”

True chuckled. “Everything.”

Men.
Jeanie could guess where their minds were and
decided, in some ways, they were more human than they would admit. She kept
silent until they pulled into a driveway and came to a stop. True opened the
door, lifted her off his lap and climbed out after her. The other New Species
stayed in the SUV.

“Your security detail is on the way. Go inside and relax.
Someone will bring food immediately and clothing within the hour. Enjoy being
newly mated. The door is unlocked. Justice ordered a breakfast feast for you,”
Slade explained. “Expect the doorbell in about ten minutes. They’d already
started preparing food at that cafeteria so it’s just a matter of sending
someone to deliver it. They’ll be quick.”

True walked Jeanie to the front door. She eyed the house. It
was a pretty shade of pink and was huge. Any apartment she’d ever lived in
would have probably fit in the garage. He twisted the door handle and it swung
open. She peered inside.

“Wow. It’s fully furnished.” That surprised her.

“Justice’s mate lived here for a while.”

She glanced up at him. “They lived apart after mating?”

He chuckled. “It was before they mated. He wanted her close.”
He jerked his head. “Their home is that one.”

She glanced in the direction he indicated and saw an even
larger home. “That’s kind of intimidating.”

“You don’t want to live next door to them?” True frowned. “I
want you to be happy.”

“He’s the leader of the NSO. He’s like a celebrity. I never
thought I’d be neighbors with someone so well-known. I don’t mind though. It’s
just kind of strange.”

True surprised her by laughing and abruptly scooping her
into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I know human customs. I’m
to carry you inside.”

“That’s really sweet.” She was touched at the gesture. “Thank
you.”

He stepped inside, turned and used his foot to slam the
door. He shifted her weight enough to free his hand and twist the deadbolts.
Their gazes met. “Do you want a marriage ceremony? We could invite your family
and friends.”

She imagined that phone call to her parents. They’d have a
ton of questions, mainly starting with how she’d met True. To tell them the
reason she rarely called was due to the dangerous situations she’d put herself
in wouldn’t be fun. They’d be angry that she’d lied to them and kept so many
secrets.

“Maybe in a few months,” she decided. “For right now, I
think we have enough on our plate with this Boris thing.”

“Agreed.” He turned, studying the room.

She followed his gaze. The living room was large and
included a nice fireplace. The kitchen and dining room area looked modern and
nicely furnished.

“Jeanie?” She turned her face to peer into his eyes. “Are
you worried your family and friends will have a problem with you being mated to
me?”

“No. I think they’ll be surprised since I never told them
anything about what was actually going on in my life but once they get past the
shock of everything I’ve kept secret and realize I survived it all in one
piece, they’ll be fine with it. The one thing they always taught me was to
judge people for their actions rather than what kind of upbringing they had.
Your being New Species isn’t going to matter. You’re an incredible person,
True.”

“You chewed on your lip when I asked about marriage.”

“It’s nothing to do with you. I promise. Telling them that
we’re together is going to be the easy part. They’ll want to know how we met.
That will be the hard part. That makes me anxious. They are going to be furious
when I have to tell them I was leading a double life and lied to them about
what I was doing for a living and why I couldn’t see them more often. That’s
something I’d like to avoid a little longer.”

“I understand. We have a lot of stress right now.”

“Exactly. There’s no rush to deal with them yet.”

He stepped farther into the living room and lowered her to
her feet. “Stay put. I’m going to search the house.”

“That guard at the gate said someone already did that.”

He scowled. “You’re my mate. Your safety is my duty.”

She swallowed a protest and just nodded. True yanked open a
closet door to investigate, disappeared for a few seconds to check out the
kitchen, and then walked down the hallway toward what she assumed were the
bedrooms.

“Be careful,” she called out.

She could have sworn she heard him growl and smiled. He was
cute when he was being paranoid and protective. She kicked off her shoes,
walked over to the couch and sat. It was plush and comfortable. The large
television drew her attention and she longed to turn it on. It was something
she had missed since True either didn’t own one or had removed it before he’d
taken her home with him. The remote beckoned but she resisted the temptation.

“All is secure.”

She turned toward him and grinned. “I knew it would be.” She
patted the couch. “Come sit next to me. It’s been a long night, hasn’t it?”

He walked over but instead of taking a seat, he leaned down
and lifted her into his arms. “There is a big bed down the hall. You need
sleep.”

Her stomach growled. It was loud and she blushed a little,
knowing he couldn’t have missed hearing it.

He glanced down at her middle. “Food first though.”

“They said they were sending something.”

The doorbell rang. She chuckled. “Good timing.”

He gently deposited her back on the couch. “I’ll get it. You
stay put.”

She didn’t protest. Exhaustion was taking its toll. Her side
ached but she wasn’t going to mention that. True would have her flat on her
back and feeding her by hand if she did. The person at the door was blocked
from view by True’s big body but she heard them exchange soft words before he
closed the door and turned, holding a covered tray in one hand.

“Breakfast.”

He placed it on the table and lifted off the lid. Two large
platter-size plates were side by side with juice and milk containers next to
each. Napkin-rolled silverware lay on the other side. The sight of a big steak,
scrambled eggs and fried potatoes made her mouth water.

“Take your pick of which plate you want,” True shifted the
tray so their plates were in the right place. “They cooked both of them all the
way through.”

“You can tell that just by looking at them?”

“My nose tells me. Justice told them we were just mated so
they cooked mine a little more than normal.”

“Why?”

He sat on the floor next to her instead of on the couch. “To
not offend you.”

“You like your steaks bloody.” She remembered that about New
Species. “I don’t mind.”

He grinned. “They were being thoughtful and didn’t know
that, Jeanie. It’s fine. I’m just happy to eat. They probably wanted to assure
that you’d allow me to mount you and didn’t want you to be disgusted by
watching blood drip from my fork. They wanted to avoid anything that might put
you off.”

She laughed. “It would take a lot more than that to dissuade
me from climbing into bed with you.”

All humor left his features as he stared at her. “Eat,
Jeanie.”

She knew that heated stare well and forgot about her fork. “You
want me.”

“Always.” His gaze lowered to her chest. “Bad. Eat fast.”

“We could put these in the fridge and eat later. I don’t
mind cold food.”

“I would mind you being hungry and choosing to sate my
physical needs over yours. Eat, mate.”

She picked up the fork and knife since he seemed dead set on
making sure they had breakfast before going to bed. The wariness left as she
consumed at least half of the contents of the plate before she finally called
it quits. She would never be able to finish a New Species portion of what they
considered a meal. True’s plate was almost completely clean since he took
bigger bites. She met his gaze.

“I’m full and totally ready to go to bed when you are.”

He dropped his silverware and stood. “Do you want to sleep?”

She shook her head. “I want you. This is kind of our
honeymoon. We can sleep afterward. So, where is this bedroom?” She stood.

“There are actually two.” He stepped around the table and
halted almost chest to chest with her and held out his hand. “Let me show you
the one I think you will like better.”

“Lead the way, sexy.” She tried to take his hand but he
gripped her hips instead.

He growled low, looking pleased with the nickname as he
lifted her up his body until their faces were level. “Wrap around me.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his
waist. He walked slowly, every step rubbing them together as he kept staring
into her eyes.

“You’re going to walk us into a wall.” Not that she’d mind.

He chuckled. “I won’t.” He did glance away then as he
maneuvered them down the hallway and into a bedroom.

Jeanie glanced around, taking in a nicely furnished room
with a massive four-poster bed. It was high off the floor. She turned back to
True and he kissed her. Her eyes closed as she opened her mouth, moaning
against his tongue. The slow glide of that talented tongue teasing hers was a
promise of what was to come once she was naked.

She broke the kiss. “Put me on the bed.”

He tossed her and she landed on the soft mattress with a
bounce. She laughed. “In a hurry? That was kind of fun.”

“You’re on the bed.” He grinned, bent down and tore off one
of his boots. He gripped the bedpost with one hand to steady his balance. “Now
you need to be naked before I tear your clothes off. I want you too bad,
Jeanie.”

She sat up and got to her knees while yanking her shirt up
her body. She tossed it aside. “I want you too.”

Her pants were easy to shove down since they were just
stretch fabric. She threw herself backward to sprawl in the center of the bed,
wiggling the rest of the way out of them. She aimed and tossed them at True. He’d
opened his shirt but was working on the snaps of his pants. Her pants hit him
square in the chest. She laughed as his head jerked up in surprise.

“Hurry up, slowpoke.” She stretched flat, totally naked and
knew she had his full attention when he ran his narrowed gaze over every inch
of her. She rolled over, lifted up to her hands and knees, smiling. “You said
something about mounting. I imagine this is the right position for it?”

He growled low and quickly shed his clothes. He grasped the
edge of the bed and crawled toward her, looking a little wild and savage with
his sharp teeth showing and a voracious gleam in his eyes. She enjoyed seeing
him that way, all well-defined muscles and bigger than life. He surprised her
by reaching up and knocking her over onto her side instead of just curling
around her body the way she expected.

“What are y—”

He pounced, grabbing her leg and twisting her around on the
bed until he crouched over her. “I can’t mount you until you’re really wet.” A
grin curved his lips as he looked down at her slightly parted thighs. “I know
just how to get you that way. Open up for me.”

She didn’t blush as she accommodated his request, drawing
her knees up but placing her feet far apart to give him plenty of space as he
lowered his face. His lips brushed a kiss over her inner thigh, moved downward
and she giggled when he tickled her with his hair, which fell forward to tease
her lower belly.

“You think this is funny?” He glanced up, still smiling.

“Your hair,” she explained.

“I’ll cut it tomorrow.”

“Don’t.” Her fingers ran through the loose strands, pulling
it away from his face. “I like you just the way you are. Don’t change a thing.”

One eyebrow arched and the smile faded. “Do you mean that?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t scare you at all?”

“Nope.”

“Good. Remember that.”

She opened her mouth to ask why she should but True shoved
his hands under her ass, grabbed hold of her in a firm grip and his shoulders
pressed against her inner thighs to force them wider. His mouth was hot and wet
as he nuzzled against her sex and his tongue lashed at her clit.

Jeanie moaned and hoped she didn’t pull his hair when she
fisted it in her hands. Sensations swamped her as he attacked. There was
nothing gentle or tender about the way he manipulated her body. Growls tore
from him, adding vibrations into the mix. He sucked, holding her tightly when
she tried to buck away from the too-intense pleasure. Raw nerves felt exposed
while he mercilessly forced her to come. She cried out as the quick and
powerful climax struck.