New Species 13 Smiley (5 page)

He was part animal and she had no idea what his version of
rough was. It didn’t matter though, when he withdrew a little and adjusted his
hips to drive into her again with a steady thrust. The pleasure overrode any
fear. He found that G-spot she’d heard so much about but never had a guy find
before. Her eyes widened in surprise and she cried out his name.

His chest touched her breasts and every movement brushed his
hot skin against her hard nipples. He rode her faster, hitting that magic spot
that sent sparks of rapture straight to her brain. She moaned, lost in the
sensation of their joined bodies. It was a tight fit and she could feel every
thick inch of him. More of Smiley’s weight came down on her but the solid mass
of his body stretched above her was comforting instead of crushing. She wanted
to get as close to him as possible, until they fused together. His pelvis
ground against her clit.

Vanni screamed as the climax hit. It was ten times stronger
than the other ones Smiley had given her. She finally knew what mind-blowing
meant, as if a bomb detonated inside her skull. Her pussy seemed to have the
same reaction as those muscles convulsed, squeezing his rigid shaft so tightly
she worried something might get damaged on one of them.

“Oh hell,” he groaned.

She forced her eyes open despite her difficulty to focus on
anything but the waves of pleasure still surging through her. Smiley lifted his
chest away from her. A pained expression contorted his features into something
almost frightening. He clenched his teeth, showing fangs since his lips pulled
back in an almost-snarl. He’d frozen on top of her when she’d come but he
started fucking her again in short, violent jerks.

Vanni’s eyes widened and she struggled to breathe. She
couldn’t draw air into her lungs. The extreme pleasure coursing through her was
too much. Smiley groaned as his cock drove deeper, stayed there, and he started
to come. Heat pulsed inside her as his semen filled her. Another climax struck
Vanni. It was too strong.

I’m dying.
Terror nearly overrode the pleasure but it
crashed through her again. Her eyes closed and blackness came, taking
everything away.

Smiley braced his arms to keep from collapsing on top of
Vanni. His jaw hurt a little from grinding his teeth to prevent himself from
yelling when he came. He hadn’t wanted to scare her. Tremors racked his body in
the aftermath of what he’d just experienced. None of his past sexual encounters
with females had ever come close to what they’d just shared. He understood the
term “turned inside out” after the volatile eruption of his nuts. He’d be
shocked if they still contained a drop of semen.

He stared at her. Her eyes were closed, her face turned
slightly away. “Vanni?”

She didn’t answer or react in any way. He cleared his
throat, hoping his gruff tone didn’t sound too harsh. “Are you okay?”

She didn’t move. His gaze lowered to her lovely breasts.
They moved with the rise and fall of her chest. He shifted position, used one
elbow to brace his weight and cupped her cheek, gently turning it to get a
better look at her. She appeared to be sleeping peacefully but it scared the
hell out of him.

“Vanni!”

Her breath fanning his face assured him she was alive but
she didn’t respond or open her eyes. Panic wasn’t an emotion he felt often but
he did then. He’d been told of a story by a Species who’d been given a breeding
drug. He’d woken to find himself still on top of a female but she’d died. He’d
killed her during their coupling.

“No,” he whimpered.

He slowly withdrew his dick from the tight confines of her
pussy. “Vanni? Open your eyes. Tell me you’re okay. Tell me I didn’t harm you.”
He wasn’t above pleading.

He needed to get help. He lifted up, forgetting where he
was, and the back of his head slammed into the roof of the SUV. The pain barely
registered as he looked down between them. He sniffed, not seeing or smelling
blood. He’d lost control when she’d climaxed. The feel of her, the sounds she
made, had driven him into a frenzy. Her pussy had tightened to the point that
he couldn’t move at first—almost torture since he’d been right on the edge. The
second her muscles had eased their grip on his dick, those urges couldn’t be
denied. He’d come so hard he’d been oblivious to everything else.

“Vanni?”

She still didn’t move but she was breathing. He grabbed his
jeans and tried to jerk them up his thighs. The material was trapped under his
knees. He threw himself forward and to the left, slamming his shoulder into the
seat. He got the pants up but didn’t bother to fasten them. Her skirt tangled
with his boot when he slid closer to the door. He looked down and grabbed it.
The fabric ripped but he got his foot free.

One glance at Vanni made him aware of her nakedness and he
tried to cover her with the flimsy garment. The thing was long enough to go
from her breasts to her knees. He took a second to close her limp legs.
Protecting her modesty seemed important at that moment. He reached out, grabbed
the handle and shoved the door open.

“Get a medic!”

He wouldn’t leave her side. He adjusted the skirt over her
and brushed his fingers through her hair. “Vanni? Come on, open your eyes.”

Heavy footsteps sounded and Brass leaned into the SUV
through the open door. “What is wrong?”

“She’s out. I don’t know if I hurt her or not.”

The other door was yanked open and Ned was there. Smiley
wanted to attack when the guy touched Vanni. He grabbed her wrist and batted
Smiley’s hand away from her hair to press his fingertips against her throat.

“What are you doing?”

Ned met his gaze. “Checking her pulse. It’s slow and steady.
What happened?”

“I don’t know.”

“They were sharing sex and now she’s unconscious,” Brass
grouched. “I don’t smell blood.”

Smiley was glad to hear that. His sense of smell wasn’t as
acute as the canine’s. It meant he hadn’t caused internal bleeding. “Is she all
right?”

Ned released her and frowned. “I think she just passed out.
Her heartbeat is stable. I don’t exactly have a blood pressure monitor on me
but I probably should examine her.” He reached for the skirt covering her body.

“Don’t.” Smiley lunged, bumped his head on the roof of the
SUV again, but effectively stopped the human when he leaned over her still form
and grabbed the backs of the seats to keep from falling on top of her. It put
his face inches from Ned’s and he showed his fangs to make the threat clear.

Ned almost tripped, making a hasty retreat. “Okay. Don’t
bite me. Fuck.”

“It’s the drug.” Snow arrived at the other side of the SUV.
He pushed Ned out of the way, his cool stare fixing on Smiley. “Easy, Smiley.
Where’s your normal chipper attitude?”

“Fuck you. He isn’t going to see her naked.”

Snow blinked a few times and frowned. “Okay.”

Shane arrived, a little out of breath. He stared at Vanni,
and Smiley didn’t like it. He rumbled gruffly. Shane’s hands went up. “I have medical
training. You yelled for a medic.”

“He won’t let us examine her,” Ned whispered. “He’s scary
pissed and defensive.”

“Under the circumstances, that’s normal,” Brass reminded
them. “Smiley? Look at me. Sit down.”

Smiley eased his ass down and released the backs of the
seats so he was no longer leaning over Vanni but kept close. He focused on her.
Her expression was peaceful. She didn’t seem to be in pain.

“Smiley?” Brass’ voice softened. “She probably just passed
out. It’s a painful drug and humans aren’t as tolerant of it as we are. It’s
for the best.”

That whipped his head around to glare at Brass. “How can you
say that?”

“She isn’t suffering. We need to get her to Homeland before
she wakes. I’m listening to her breathing. I’ve spent enough time around human
females to know how they breathe when they are sleeping. That’s all it is
unless you think you broke some of her bones. Did you become too aggressive?”

“No.” He was sure of that.

“We need to get her to our doctors.”

It made sense. He nodded sharply. “Drive.”

Brass hesitated. “Shane and Ned, I want both of you to
travel with them in case she needs medical help. If she wakes in pain, you can
call for a helicopter once you reach an isolated area where one can land
without causing a stir. A backup team will follow in the other SUV. Snow and I
have to stay here with Justice.”

Shane climbed into the driver’s seat and adjusted it to fit
his long legs. The engine roared to life. Smiley relaxed a little now that some
of the fear had eased. He had to believe she was just exhausted or the drug had
knocked her out. It beat the alternative that she was gravely ill.

Smiley’s dick hardened painfully and a sharp stab of pain
hit his gut. He groaned.

“Smiley?” Brass leaned into the SUV again. “What’s wrong?”

“Pain,” he rasped, holding his stomach, his breathing
erratic.

“Sorry. I don’t want you to suffer,” Brass stated.

Brass gripped his shoulder and Smiley glanced at him when
the male forced him to turn. Smiley saw the fist a second before it landed on
his jaw.

“I would hate to be in the other SUV,” a man stated.

“Me too. Smiley is going to be pissed that Brass decked him
when he comes around. They don’t fuck around, do they?” The second voice
belonged to a guy too.

Vanni lay on her side in some kind of vehicle. It was dark
when she opened her eyes and it took a few seconds for memory to return, fear
coming with it. She was alone in the backseat of one of the SUVs—probably the
same one she and Smiley had been in. Someone had put seat belts on her. One was
around her thighs, the other around her rib cage. Her skirt was draped over her
like a blanket but she was naked underneath. The feel of leather against her
skin assured her of that.

“No shit,” the first one stated. He was in the driver’s seat.

“Sometimes I wonder if we’re crazy to work with New Species.
What about you, Shane? Do you ever think you should be doing something else?”

“Nope. I love the NSO. It’s just been a bad night, Ned.
Nobody expected an attack like that to go down at the hotel.”

Ned was silent for long seconds. “I was right there just
twenty feet away. You expect this shit in third-world countries, not at home.”

“What shit?”

“Terrorists being women. I saw her sit next to Smiley and
didn’t give it a second thought. She looked innocent enough.”

“I heard her say she didn’t drug their drinks.”

“You buy that?” Ned snorted. “How are you so naïve? I
forgot. You’re like a full-grown Boy Scout and think all chicks are as sweet as
your sisters. Wake the fuck up and live in the real world. We’re lucky she wasn’t
an assassin. I’d have felt like a real asshole if she’d killed him in that bar.
I’m guessing she’s some hooker they hired.”

“She doesn’t look like one.”

Ned laughed. “How would you know? Have you ever paid some
chick to fuck you?”

“No.”

“Exactly. I have and not all of them are dolled up all the
time. I did one who reminded me of my third-grade teacher. It was kind of hot
since I had a crush on her.”

“You’re sick.” Shane cursed softly. “The engine light just
came on. Radio it in.”

“Just pull over at the next gas station. Why bother them? It’s
probably a loose battery cable. That happened to one I drove last week.”

“The oil light is blinking now.”

“So we’ll buy some oil and I’ll put it in. It will take a
few minutes. Otherwise we’re going to have to wait for the other SUV to catch
up and they’ll transfer her to it while we’re stuck waiting for roadside
service. I just want to turn her over to Medical and go home.”

“She needs to be taken to Homeland as fast as possible. They
are only about thirty miles behind us.”

“She’s out cold. It won’t matter and hell, we’ll probably be
on the road before they reach us. Just pull over at the gas station.”

“Fine. I’m radioing it in though when we stop.”

“Boy Scout.” Ned chuckled. “You’re probably terrified Smiley
will tear you a new asshole if he thinks you might have had a few minutes to
examine her. Did you see the way he damn near bit off my face?”

“They are protective of women.”

“He should want her strung up for drugging him. I wouldn’t
give a damn what happened to a chick who laced my drink so I had to fuck her.”

“Shut up, Ned. We don’t know if she’s guilty or not.”

“I think she is. He sat at the corner of the bar. She was
the only one to take that empty seat next to him and was close enough to dope
his drink.”

Vanni wanted to protest but kept quiet. They thought she was
still unconscious and she wasn’t sure how they’d react if she let them know she
was awake. Did the NSO really think she’d do something so awful?

“I just hope both of them are going to be okay.”

“She’ll probably end up arrested and he’s going to have a
hell of a headache from that sucker punch. Take the next exit.”

“I see it.” Shane sighed. “I hope you’re wrong. Smiley
seemed to really like her.”

“I’d say so. I don’t even have the super nose they do and I
want to roll down the windows. It smells like a brothel in here.”

“Keep the windows up. I don’t want her to get cold.”

Ned laughed. “No comment about the brothel remark, huh? Do
you even know what sex smells like? Don’t tell me Boy Scout is still a virgin.”

“I’m not. Why are you being such a dick tonight?”

“I’m tired and just want to go to bed. Pull into that truck
stop. They’ll have oil. I’ll run in while you make the call to the other SUV.
Pop the hood for me.”

The SUV slowed and they made a few turns. Vanni closed her
eyes when they drove under the bright lights in case one of them turned around
to check on her. She didn’t know what else to do but she didn’t want to talk to
either of them. The SUV stopped and the engine shut off.

“You go in,” Shane ordered. “I’ll stay here with her.”

“She’s dead to the world. Just pop the damn hood and I’ll
buy the oil.”

“Fine. I guess that’s okay.”

The doors opened and closed. Vanni hesitated and the vehicle
jerked a little. She lifted up to peer between the seats. The hood was up and
she could see through the small space between it and the engine. One man stood
there. She turned her head and watched the other one walk inside a gas station.
They were parked away from the other cars that were getting gas. One glance
around the area showed a few food places and a lot of cars.

She fumbled to get free of the seatbelts then frantically
put on her skirt. Her bra was on the floor with her shirt. She didn’t take the
time to put it on but instead shoved it into the pocket of her skirt after she
pulled the white top over her head and yanked it down to her waist.

A search of the floor failed to locate her shoes. Her ring
caught her attention though. She stared at it with dread before picking it up.
She put it in her pocket and hunched down to stare through the gap between the
open hood and the engine compartment. The man remained there. The other was
still inside, in line, holding something against his chest.

A big semi pulled into the lot and parked about ten feet
away. The loud engine stayed on while a man opened the passenger door, slid out
of the cab and headed toward the gas station.

Vanni took a deep breath. She wasn’t in pain anymore. Most of
the drug must have left her system. She had two options. Stay in the SUV and be
taken to Homeland with everyone around her thinking she’d drugged a New
Species, or try to escape.

No interior lights had come on when they’d opened the doors
and there’d been no dinging sound. She remembered they hadn’t come on when
Smiley and she had entered the SUV. She tested the door on the driver’s side
and found it unlocked. The noise of the semi’s engine drowned out any sound
when the door opened. Her heart pounded with fear of being caught but she slid
out into the windy night and pushed the door just enough for it to catch but
not close all the way.

The pavement was cold on her bare feet as she crouched and
tiptoed to the back of the vehicle. Several cars were parked about thirty feet
away near a restaurant. She hesitated, checking to make sure the guard was
still in line behind a few customers who were ahead of him. He wasn’t looking
her way.

Just do it!
She kept low and ran. It hurt her feet
but she was motivated to get away. It was a relief when she made it to the cars
and ducked, hiding behind one. No one shouted at her. Keeping low, she moved
closer to the restaurant. She needed to get out of there before they discovered
her gone. She had no money but she could call her best friend collect.

Vanni reached the side of the building and straightened,
crossing her arms over her breasts, trying to hide that she wasn’t wearing a
bra. She’d just go inside and ask to use their phone. She’d lie and say her car
broke down. The fact that she had no shoes, money or even her purse might give
that lie away. She considered saying she’d been mugged but then the police
would get involved. That was the last thing she wanted. They’d contact the NSO
and hand her over to them. It would defeat the purpose of escaping.

A woman came out of the restaurant as she approached the
front doors. She wore faded jeans, a sweater and appeared to be in her fifties.
Vanni glanced at her face, nodded and walked around her.

“Are you okay?” The woman stopped. “You look like hell.”

Vanni paused and turned. The concern on the other woman’s
face was clear. “I had a fight with my boyfriend and just left him next door,”
she lied.

“Aw. You poor thing. They won’t let you go in there without
shoes.”

Vanni hadn’t thought of that. “I’m just going to ask to use
their phone and have my friend pick me up.”

“Where do you live?”

“It’s about an hour from here.” She gave the name of the
city.

“I’m heading that way to go visit my sister. Do you want a
lift? I have a daughter about your age. I always try to pay it forward. You can
use my cell phone and have your friend meet us when we get closer to your home.”

“Thank you.” She jumped on the offer. “I’d appreciate that
so much.”

“That’s my pickup right over there. I have a jacket you can
borrow. You must be freezing.”

It reminded her of Smiley. His face flashed in her mind. She
shoved those memories away. “I’m okay.” It was a lie. She’d had sex with a
stranger and her entire life had turned upside down in the space of a few
hours.

She followed the woman to her pickup and climbed inside the
cab. They backed out of the parking space and Vanni turned her head, peering at
the gas station. All the doors on the SUV were wide open and one of the guards
was frantically throwing his arms around while the other one seemed to be on
the phone. They’d discovered she was gone.

“What’s your name, hon?”

Vanni forced a smile, facing her companion. “Vanni.”

“Oh, that’s an odd name but it’s pretty.”

“Thank you.”

“I’m Melinda. Do you like country music?”

“Sure.” She didn’t care what played on the radio. It was
impossible to relax until they were on the freeway and she was safely away. No
big black SUVs appeared in the side-view mirror.

“Thank you for this.” Vanni hugged her chest tighter.

“You’re welcome. You’re my very first hitchhiker. Well, I
guess you’re technically not since your thumb wasn’t up.” Melinda laughed.

Vanni tried to pay attention to the friendly chatter and
answer when it was appropriate but her mind kept drifting to Smiley and what
they’d done together in the back of that NSO vehicle. Her body was sore,
especially between her legs. No stabbing pains jolted through her though,
something for which she was grateful. No hot flashes or cold chills struck her.
She was going to survive after all. Now it was all about dealing with the
consequences.

“Men are jerks. You look so depressed. Don’t be.” Melinda
reached over and patted her leg. “You’re young and attractive. You’ll find a
better one.”

Vanni just nodded.

“Did your boyfriend cheat on you?”

Vanni hesitated. “He screwed me.”

“Don’t all men.”

The cheating reference hurt. Smiley wasn’t the cheater. She’d
have to face Carl. The ring in her pocket would have to be returned. She almost
was sorry she’d run from the NSO. They might have been more understanding about
what happened than her soon-to-be ex.

* * * * *

Smiley climbed out of the bed at Medical. “They just allowed
her to walk away from them? Why weren’t they watching her?”

Fury took a deep breath. “Shane and Ned made a mistake.”

“A mistake? She could be out there in pain. Vulnerable!”
Smiley yelled, not caring to lower his tone. “Someone could take advantage of
her.”

“Put the ice pack back on your face,” Midnight urged. “Please?
Brass really tagged you.”

“I’m going to kill him. He had no right to hit me.”

“You were in pain and exhibiting breeding-drug symptoms. He
was afraid you’d go insane and hurt the human.” Fury pushed away from the wall.
“Be reasonable. You would have done the same. Do I have to point out what could
have happened?”

“I wouldn’t have harmed Vanni.”

Midnight frowned. “She was the only female in the vicinity.
You would have mounted her even if she’d been unconscious. It would have
damaged your soul. You’re a good male.”

Smiley cringed at the thought. “I was in control.”

“Brass wasn’t certain it would last.”

“We have contacted all the human hospitals and their police
to be on the lookout for a female in distress. Tell him, Fury.” Midnight shot
him a dirty look.

“We have many agencies working on this. Our teams at the
hotel are attempting to identify the female. No one with the name Vanni was
registered there.”

“Her full name is Travanni.” Smiley regretted not asking for
her last name. Humans had those.

Rusty walked into the room and stared at Smiley. “I heard
you were given the breeding drug.” She stepped closer. “What happened to your
jaw?”

“Brass put him out,” Midnight answered. “He seems to be
doing okay now.”

“Leave us alone.” Rusty unfastened the straps securing her
vest over her uniform.

Smiley was grateful to have so many friends and he
understood and appreciated Rusty’s offer, but he just wasn’t interested. “I’m
fine.”

Her fingers froze and she frowned. “You don’t want to share
sex?” Her gaze lowered to the front of his pants. “You’re hard.”

Vanni’s face flashed in his thoughts, the image crystal
clear. He wanted to have sex but not with Rusty. It made him feel a little
guilty since he liked her and they’d shared sex in the past. He couldn’t deny
some of the drug was still in his system, enough so to keep his dick erect.

“You need me.” Rusty’s husky tone and the way she kept
staring at his pants made her intent clear. “I’ll take care of you.”