Best Friends (New Species Book 15)

by Laurann Dohner

  “You have mad oral sex skills.”

  He laughed louder that time. She made him feel happy. “You taste delicious.”

  A blush stained her cheeks. “I’ll take your word for it. I plan to return the favor.”

  He shook his head. “You can’t. Females don’t give male Species oral sex.”

  That seemed to shock her.

  “I wore a condom to contain my seed. Others have told me what happened when they allowed a female to go down on them. It’s not something I will let you do.”

  “Did your friends get bitten or something? You’re pretty big down there. I can see teeth being a problem. Or was it a fitting issue? If so, don’t worry. I’ve been told lots of time that I have a big mouth.” She grinned.

  He had to stifle a laugh. “No. It’s that we ejaculate seed very hard…and a lot of it. Females often choke, and it can cause them harm.”

  Her eyes widened.

  “We use special condoms because of it.”

  “Special?”

  “Thicker than normal. Tear-proof. There were some issues with that because we shoot so hard. The tips of some of the condoms didn’t withstand it.”

  “Wow. Okay.” She seemed to think that over. “Thicker condoms must also mean less feeling for you during sex, doesn’t it?”

  He shrugged. “It was a little odd to feel contained, but I have no complaints.”

  “I went to my girlie-bits doctor six months ago because I needed a refill on my birth control pills. They always run tests… I’m healthy, Snow. I mean, I don’t have anything. You know.” She blushed. “Clean bill of health. Have you been check over?”

  “Are you asking me if I have any sexually transmitted diseases?”

  She nodded.

  “Species are immune to most things, including those.”

  “Then we don’t need to use condoms. I can’t get pregnant.”

  He stilled, all dreams of having a future son with her instantly dashed. “You’re sterile?” Guilt swiftly followed. He was afraid he’d make Mel feel bad, and that was the last thing he wanted. “It doesn’t matter.” And it didn’t. He may have wanted to become a father, but his feelings for Mel were more important. She was his female, and he wanted to keep her.

  She frowned. “No. I’m not sterile. Everyone knows New Species can’t have babies. But it’s okay. I insisted on condoms because of STDs but you just told me that’s not a problem. So, after we eat, ditch the condoms.” She smiled. “I trust that you’re healthy.”

  He wanted to growl in frustration. He wasn’t allowed to tell her the truth—that New Species could get human females pregnant. She wasn’t officially his mate, even if he wished she were. “We should get dressed before our food arrives. Borrow one of my shirts. I’ll get you one.” He glanced down at her breasts, feeling his cock begin to swell.

  Mel smiled. “I feel that. You are big. Are you sure I can’t go down on you?”

  “I won’t risk choking you, Mel.”

  “You could tell me before you blow, and I’ll pull back.”

  His cock swelled more, desire firing in his veins. “Food, Mel. Don’t tease me.”

  “It’s only teasing if I don’t really mean it.” She winked. “I want to see if you fit in other places.” She licked her lips.

  He groaned in frustration, wanting to give it a try but knowing he’d lose control. “We’ll discuss this later.” He released her waist and gripped her hips, gently giving her a push. “Food first.”

  “Okay.” She let him go and started to turn around, but then seemingly changed her mind, backing away instead. She looked over her shoulder to see where she was going.

  “Why are you doing that?” He slowly stalked after her.

  “I told you about my butt. I look way better from the front.”

  He lunged, grabbed her, and lifted her into his arms.

  She gasped. “What are you doing?”

  He spotted no fear in her eyes. Just surprise. He gently dropped her onto the bed and flipped her to stomach. She tried to roll to her back but he pinned her and put his hand on her rounded ass. It was a nice one, very pale. He cupped it and squeezed. “I like this. It’s soft.”

  She laughed, wiggling under him. “I have cellulite. Don’t look!”

  He squeezed the globe of her cheek harder. “I like how this looks and feels. I see no problem here, Mel.”

  “I have a lot of padding, that’s for sure.”

  “Your ass is perfect. You accept me as I am, correct? I accept you as you are, Mel. I see no flaws.”

  She stilled her wiggling and twisted her head, peering at him. “Point made.”

  He reluctantly released her and got up off the bed, holding his hand out to her. “Food is coming.”

  “Right.” She took his hand and let him pull her up. Then he turned, walked to one of his dressers, and removed a clean T-shirt. She took it. He drew on a pair of sweatpants, regretting giving her something to cover her body. His shirt fit her as if it were one of those nightgowns that females enjoyed wearing, falling to her thighs.

  “I’m going to use your bathroom real quick.”

  He watched her go, and wondered what he’d do after they ate and returned to his bed. He needed to use a condom to prevent Mel from getting pregnant, but she’d wonder why after giving him permission not to.

  Mel was in the beginning stages of going into heat. The scent wasn’t there yet to tip off other males, but he’d tasted her. That’s why he’d lost control the second he’d put his mouth between her thighs, getting her off fast. The urge to mount her had been overpowering. Instincts had kicked in to breed her until his son was firmly planted inside her body.

  “Damn,” he muttered. He wanted to trust Mel with the truth, but the NSO expected him to never reveal that their males could have children with human females until they were officially mated.

  He heard someone knock on the door in the other room and fled his bedroom, hoping Mel wouldn’t come out until after their meal had been delivered. The human kitchen staff stayed on the lower floor. It would most likely be another Species male bringing their dinner. He felt territorial over his female and didn’t want anyone to see her bared legs.

  He unlocked the door and forced a smile at Ascend. The big male had pushed a cart to his home.

  “Thank you for bringing it up.”

  The male sniffed, his gaze scanning the living room at Snow’s back.

  Snow stepped into the hallway. “Is there a problem?”

  “You have a female in your home.”

  “I do.”

  Ascend met his gaze. “You’re fortunate.”

  “How did they talk you into delivering food?”

  “I ended my patrol shift and entered the kitchen right as your food was finished. I wondered if you were injured, but the human cooks didn’t know. Only that you’d ordered this food to be brought up. That’s not like you. You always share meals with the others. I offered to bring it to you. Now I know why you aren’t eating downstairs. You have a female you’re sharing sex with.”

  “Thank you. That was kind of you to bring the cart.”

  The male nodded and walked off. Snow grabbed the handle on the cart and pulled it inside, closing and locking the door. He pushed it toward the couch, planning on setting the food on the coffee table. It would be a comfortable place to share a meal.

  * * * * *

  Mel left the bathroom and went in search of Snow, since he wasn’t in the bedroom anymore. He had just offloaded a few covered dishes onto the coffee table and was transferring silverware and napkins next. She rushed forward. “Let me help.”

  He finished before she reached him and smiled. “It’s all done. We just need to sit and eat.”

  He pulled off the domes to reveal two large platters with barbecue ribs, what appeared to be golden-brown diced potatoes, and corn on the cobs. There were even dinner rolls.

  Mel’s stomach rumbled when the scent hit her. It smelled delicious enough to make her reali
ze just how hungry she felt. He placed the domes on the tray and took a seat on the couch.

  She sat next to him. “This looks so good.”

  “The NSO hires excellent cooks to feed us. I wasn’t sure what you’d drink.” He motioned to the cart; the under tray held an assortment of individual milk cartons, various sodas, and juices. “What we don’t drink will go in my fridge. What would you like?”

  “Milk, please.”

  He sat nearest to the cart, so he passed one over to her. It reminded her of being in high school a little, only the containers were larger. She opened it and took a sip. Then she went to reach for her fork, which he’d laid out with a cloth napkin next to a platter-sized plate. “They sure give big portions.”

  He chuckled. “Species eat a lot. Don’t worry, Mel. I know you can’t eat that much as a female. Leftovers can go in the fridge, too.”

  She grinned. “This is perfect.”

  He met her gaze, watching her closely. “You mean that.”

  “I do.”

  “I worried this wouldn’t impress you. I know a little about human dates from watching television. Should I have lit candles?”

  “No. I’m not big on that stuff. I have great company, what smells like delicious food, and we’re both half-dressed so I get to ogle your chest.” She winked. “Perfect.”

  He grinned back. Then she dug in.

  The ribs were to die for. She moaned in pleasure. Whoever had created the barbecue sauce was a master at getting sweet down perfect. Not too much but just right.

  A low growl came from Snow, and she glanced at his lap. The bulge there couldn’t be missed. It amused her that he was turned on by the sounds she made while eating.

  She ate until she couldn’t take another bite and wiped her fingers on the napkin.

  Snow, meanwhile, could really put food away. With his fangs, he could strip the meat off the bone easily. Part of her envied him.

  He noticed her watching him and turned his head, going still.

  She grinned. “Keep going. I’m just enjoying the view.”

  “Are my table manners offending you?”

  “Nope. Not at all. I like a man with a healthy appetite. You’re taking down both of those entire racks of ribs they gave you. I could barely eat half of one. Feel free to take my leftovers.”

  He hesitated but finished his food. Then he used his cloth napkin to clean his mouth and fingers, sitting back on the couch. It was more of a sprawl. Mel appreciated the view of him relaxed. He had the best chest and abs. She reached out, running her hand over his stomach. The bulge in his sweats was still present.

  A low growl came from him. “What are you doing, Mel?”

  She got an idea, and slid off the couch, pushed the coffee table away, and got between his spread legs. On her knees, she reached for the waist of his sweatpants.

  He grabbed her wrists before she could tug them down enough to free his cock.

  “No.”

  It hurt her feelings but she tried to hide it. “I just thought I’d play with you.” Heat infused her cheeks.

  “I don’t want to choke you, Mel. I really would. As much as I hope you consider me as normal as possible, in some ways, I’m not.”

  “Normal is overrated,” she tried to joke. It fell flat when he just intently stared at her without a hint of a smile.

  “I’d love to feel your mouth on me there. I won’t deny that. But I am different in this regard. That’s one thing I can’t hide. Not only do I swell when I ejaculate my seed, but it comes out in abundance.”

  “I’d like to see that.”

  She’d clearly surprised him. His mouth opened then closed.

  “Do you ever jack off?”

  “Often.”

  She liked that he was honest. Most men she’d known denied doing that. “I get myself off, too. I even own a bullet.”

  “Is that a sex toy?”

  “Yes. It’s a tiny vibrator with different speeds. I use it against my clit to get myself off. I don’t own any dildos. Those are sex toys that resemble penises.” She knew she was blushing again.

  “I’ve heard of vibrators. You won’t need one anymore.” A smile curved his lips. “You have me.”

  She remembered well that his mouth vibrated when he growled going down on her. “Snow? I’m super turned-on right now.”

  “Me too.” He straightened and pulled her to her feet, leading her into the bedroom.

  She was happy to follow. He released her at the bed and grabbed the waist of his sweatpants, shoving them off. She didn’t need to be told to remove his shirt. She tossed it aside. Snow’s body took her breath away. His cock was rock hard once again, and he looked gorgeous as he approached. She climbed on the mattress and got in the middle.

  He climbed on the bed after her and sat on his legs at the end of it. Then, to her surprise, he reached for the condoms near him. He removed one from the strip and tore open the edge.

  “Snow? You don’t have to use one.”

  He met her gaze as he rolled the condom over his cock. “I need to.”

  Maybe he didn’t trust her when she said she was STD-free.

  He seemed to see something on her face and instantly came down over her, pinning her before she could react. His face hovered over hers, their gazes locked together. It surprised her but she wasn’t afraid. She knew Snow wouldn’t hurt her.

  He cleared his throat, his expression tense. “Why do you look pained? Please tell me, Mel.”

  “I was cleared by my doctor. I would never lie about something like that. I don’t have any STDs. I’ve always been super careful.”

  He shook his head. “That’s not it. I trust you. I believe you.” He hesitated, searching her eyes with his. “Can I share something very secret with you, Mel? Promise me you won’t ever tell anyone?”

  She nodded. “I promise.”

  “There is a risk of pregnancy.”

  She gaped at him, stunned.

  “We aren’t exactly sure how Mercile created us,” he rushed on. “They destroyed all the evidence of what they’d done when they were raided and we were freed. None of us have our medical histories. What if I’m more human than canine? They gave us a lot of drugs that could have harmed us, but we weren’t all given the same things. They did various testing on Species. Nothing was routine. Please don’t ask me to explain more than that.

  “I put on a condom to protect you from the chance of pregnancy. Not out of distrust of your word. But no one can ever know that. We have enemies who would be highly riled if they thought it was possible we could have young. Mercile tested dangerous drugs on us all the time. They abused us. Now, we’re free and healthy, and pregnancy is a possible risk that has been discussed among the doctors we hired. That’s why I put on a condom.”

  She nodded. “Okay…that makes sense.”

  He looked relieved. “You can’t tell anyone, Mel.”

  “I understand. I swear I won’t. Has that happened? I mean…you know.”

  He hesitated. “You’re the only human I’ve shared sex with. Our doctors advised us to wear condoms because of the possibility. That is all I can tell you.”

  She reached up and stroked his chest. She loved feeling the heat of him. Then she blurted the first thing that came to mind. “I read a story about pandas and how difficult it is to breed them in captivity. It usually doesn’t work because they’re stressed from being watched all the time and living in a habitat instead of being in the wild. Maybe that’s why no New Species ever had babies when you were locked up at Mercile, and why your doctors think it could be possible now.”

  Snow nodded. “Maybe.”

  Mel felt happy for him. “That’s great, right? I really hope it happens. You know, that New Species are one day able to have babies.”

  “Would you like to have young, Mel?”

  “Sure. Who wouldn’t? But I’m good if it never happens. I can barely support myself. I can’t imagine trying to raise a baby on what I make.”

  He l
eaned in closer and kissed her. She stopped thinking. All she wanted was Snow inside her. She didn’t even need foreplay. Just his kiss and the memory of what it felt like before was enough to make her wrap her legs around his waist and start writhing against him.

  He broke the kiss. “I want to go down on you and taste you again.”

  “Later,” she panted. “Inside me now.”

  He complied, and she moaned as he entered her body. Snow felt so good, and he moved slowly this time, making love to her. She could feel her heart getting addicted to him, right along with her body.

  Chapter Eight

  Mel couldn’t stop thinking about Snow. It might have been only yesterday morning since he’d returned her to town, but she missed him. Saying goodbye and watching him leave in the SUV had been difficult. Part of her had wanted to yell out to him to take her with him. She’d refrained.

  Snow had actually attempted to talk her into just moving in with him, but she’d needed to go home to think on that further. That was a life-changing decision, not one to make before weighing the pros and cons.

  She knew she was already falling in love with Snow. No one had ever made her feel as much as he did. It was as if she had no barriers against him to protect her heart. She’d been sorely tempted to throw caution to the wind by agreeing. To live with him sounded wonderful.

  It was also crazy. She was aware of that. Who moved in with a guy after one night?

  No one. Which meant she needed to go home. Plus, the diner would reopen soon. She had bills to pay, and Joel would have a fit if she just up and quit without notice. That would be a crappy thing to do to the man who had given her a job when she’d first moved into town. He depended on her and Mary the most. Everyone else only worked at the diner part time.

  The night she’d spent with Snow had been remarkable. He made her laugh, the sex had been the best thing ever, and sleeping in his arms…nothing had felt so right before. Even waking up next to him had felt incredible. That would likely have been because Snow was going down on her when she woke. He’d gotten her off and then made love to her.

  That’s what she called it. It wasn’t just sex. He made eye contact with her constantly, touched her as if she were precious to him, and made sure she always got off before he did.