New Species 05 Brawn (37 page)

Becca forgot to eat. Her attention focused on Brawn. He
watched her silently and shrugged. “I told you that I didn’t want to let you go
and that I wished to come get you. I thought it would harm you more if you saw
me.”

“That’s true,” Breeze stated softly. “He even told me that
he wished to go to your home, throw you over his shoulder and take you to his
house. He wanted to lock you inside with him until he planted his seed inside
you until it took.” The Species glanced at her belly. “It did so he got his
wish.”

Becca knew her mouth dropped open. Her gaze swung to Brawn,
realizing he glared at Breeze.

“I thought you said you would make her happy and not upset
her.” He growled softly. “Now you are going to make her terrified of me.”

Breeze shook her head. “No. She will know you have feelings
for her. You felt enough for her to want to do all of that to keep her with you
and have her back in your arms. You wanted to put your baby inside her stomach
so she would be forced to be your mate, just so you could keep her. I don’t
think this will scare her, knowing this, since it happened. She will know now
that you wanted a child with her before she actually knew it had happened.”
Breeze smiled at Becca. “He said he would like to keep putting babies in your
belly over and over again so that you could never leave him because he fears
human divorces and couldn’t stand ever losing you.”

Becca looked at Brawn, stunned. Hope gripped her hard that
Breeze was stating true facts. It would change everything, mean he really did
want her before there’d been a baby.

His frown deepened. “Do not be afraid of me.”

“We figured after eight or nine little baby Brawn sons that
you would be too tired to even think about wanting to leave. Was that a good
number of children to make you too exhausted to ever leave him?” Breeze grinned
at her.

Becca suddenly laughed as her gaze fixed on Brawn. The confused
look on his face made her laugh harder. She gripped her stomach and enjoyed the
humor.

“Becca?” Brawn was concerned as he touched her arm.

She got control and wiped at her eyes. “You wanted me to
birth your own little army of mini Brawns to keep me with you, huh?”

“It was just a thought.” A blush darkened his cheeks.

Becca grinned and turned to Breeze. “Thank you very much for
talking to me, Breeze. You’ve really made things much clearer and I appreciate
it.”

Breeze smiled as she stood. “Good. I will leave you alone
now to talk.”

Becca watched Breeze leave the suite and Brawn sighed beside
her. Becca turned to face him, seeing a wary look she stared back at her.

“Are you afraid of me now?”

Becca didn’t hesitate to climb onto his lap by lifting up
and throwing her leg over him to settle her ass over his thighs. She saw his
shock as she straddled him and put her arms around his neck. His baffled
expression was adorable.

“No. I’m not afraid of you. I think you really do want me
and it’s not just because of the baby.” She laughed. “And as weird as it
sounds, I think your plan about the eight or nine children is really quite
romantic and sweet.”

“I will never understand human females but I will certainly
try for you, beautiful.”

“You really wanted to come get me and take me home with you,
huh?”

His hands gripped her hips and he rubbed her with his
fingers lightly. “I was told I couldn’t do that and how it would make you hate
me more.”

Becca leaned forward. “Open your mouth.”

He did without hesitation. Becca clung to him as their
mouths molded together and their tongues met. Within minutes Brawn carried
Becca into the bedroom. He stripped her and laid her gently down on the bed.

“I love watching you strip,” she smiled as he undressed at
the end of the bed.

“I love you not wearing any clothes at all.”

Becca touched her stomach. “I have stretch marks.”

His gaze took them in. “I think they are beautiful and they
are caused by my child inside you.”

He removed his jeans last. “I am living here now and I won’t
leave you.” His stared into her eyes. “I need to be with you, Becca. I want to
be wherever you are and I never want to leave. We belong together.”

“I won’t ask you to leave.”

He smiled. “Will you be my mate?”

“That’s forever, isn’t it? Like marriage?”

“No. Not like your marriages. There is no leaving me and no
divorce. You will belong to me and I will belong to you forever. I will not let
you go and I will do everything to make sure you never want to let me go.”

Becca stared into his amazing eyes. “I’ll be your mate.”

He grinned. “Open your thighs for me, Becca.”

She spread her legs, smiling at him. Brawn climbed onto the
bed and a purr rumbled from his throat. Big hands caressed her skin as he
lowered onto her body, placing light kisses on her belly, upper thighs and
inching closer to her pussy.

Becca closed her eyes. “God, that feels amazing.”

He chuckled. “I love your taste and the sounds you make. I
just love you, Becca.”

Her head jerked up and she stared down at him, her heart
racing for an entirely new reason. “You love me?”

He kept eye contact with her as he traced her clit with his
tongue. “Mmm. Yes, beautiful. I love everything about you.”

She believed him. “I love you too.”

He groaned, nearly attacked her with his hot mouth and
mercilessly manipulated her pussy. His finger slid inside, found that spot that
drove her wild and brought her to climax fast. She panted and opened her eyes
as Brawn dragged her down the bed. Her thighs wrapped around his hips as he
slowly stretched her vaginal walls as his thick cock filled her.

“You’re my mate, Becca,” Brawn rasped roughly. “I’m yours.
Say it, beautiful.”

As she stared at the passion in those amazing catlike eyes,
she felt true happiness for the first time in forever. “I’m your mate,” she
confirmed. “You’re mine.”

He leaned over her, hesitated with his lips less than an
inch away from hers and softly growled. “I love you. Never doubt that. You’re
everything to me. I want and need
you
.”

He drove into her as his lips crushed down on her mouth,
kissing her and using his tongue to mimic what his cock was doing. Sensations
swamped Becca—wonderful, wild ecstasy. This was more than hot sex, her mate was
making love to her and she was being claimed with each powerful thrust of his
hips and sweep of his tongue. Her body tensed and she tore her mouth away from
his to cry out his name as she came hard. Brawn followed her, roaring out her
name. They held each other tightly, catching their breaths and Becca smiled.

“I’m your mate.”

“Yes,” he whispered, kissing her throat. “We belong to each
other and will be happy.”

Chapter Twenty

Justice North, leader of the NSO, watched Tim Oberto from
across his desk. Tim studied him too, a worried expression on his face. Justice
felt dread at having to tell Tim the news, not certain how the man would react.
Jessie, his mate, walked into the office. Justice frowned at her surprise
arrival.

Jessie stared at her mate, shrugged and winked. “He’s my old
boss. I know him better and I think I should be the one to handle this.”

Justice hesitated. Part of him was relieved but the other
part worried the male would lose his temper. He noticed the determined look on
his mate’s beautiful face though and nodded his consent. No way was he going to
tell her no and have her accuse him of not trusting her. He did, with his very
life.

Jessie licked her lips and her gaze lowered to his mouth.
She promised silently that she would show her appreciation of his trust later.
Justice relaxed in his chair. His mate could handle the leader of the human
task force and the tough situation. His mate was fierce.

“Hi, Tim. How are you?” Jessie sat on the edge of the desk.

“Jessie!” Tim grinned and his body relaxed. “What are you
doing here? I mean, I know you are working for the NSO and dating Justice now
but why are you at this meeting?”

“I wanted to be here. Justice and I got married.”

Tim gasped. His gaze darted between them but he finally
smiled. “Well, I’ll be damned. Congratulations.”

Jessie grinned. “Thanks.” She glanced at her mate. “I’ve
never been happier.”

Justice chuckled. “Me neither. Jessie completes my life.
When I claimed her at the bar, it was forever, Tim. Marriage was bound to
happen. I respect your human traditions.”

“That’s great.” Tim nodded. “I’m happy for you both. Is this
why you called a private meeting, Justice? You said it had something to do with
a human and a New Species. Do you need help with more security? I’m sure when
the press finds out there’s going to be a big hoopla about it and your gates
are going to be flooded with reporters and protestors. We’ll handle it though.”

“No. This isn’t about that. We’ve managed to keep a lid on
that secret. This is actually about a personal matter involving you.”

Tim frowned. “Me?”

Justice nodded. Jessie suddenly stood and moved to the chair
next to her old boss. Her gaze flicked to her husband before settling on Tim.

“I need you to remain calm and professional. You need to
hear me out before you hit the roof. Can you do that for me, Tim?”

He looked confused. “Okay.”

Jessie took a deep breath. “This relates to when Rebecca and
Brawn were kidnapped and taken by Mercile Industries employees.”

Rage instantly tensed his features. “Is there another threat
to my girl?”

“You need to remain calm, all right?” Jessie regarded him.
“I need you in professional mode. Set your feelings aside for a few minutes
until I’m done explaining. This involves Rebecca but she’s absolutely fine,
happy and safe. Don’t think there’s some kind of threat against her. There
isn’t. Can you just please remain calm and hear me out?”

Tim didn’t look composed but nodded.

“The situation was very stressful and Rebecca didn’t tell
you everything that happened. She was afraid you’d go ballistic.”

Tim suddenly gripped his chair. “Goddamn, Jessie. She was
raped, wasn’t she? She lied to me and that’s why she took off to Europe. I knew
it! I even think I know who did it. I saw he was scratched and had a bite mark
on him. That bastard raped my baby, didn’t he?”

“She wasn’t raped,” Jessie assured him. “Calm down and let
me finish?”

He gritted his teeth and jerked his head in a nod.

“The doctor running the lab they were taken to was selling
semen samples from Species men. You were banned from knowing the details
because we were afraid you’d think the worst. They were selling the samples to
some foreign person or company we’re still tracking. They had three canine
Species males but they needed a feline and planned to try to kidnap a primate
mix next. Their contact in Europe wanted to buy a set of the Species males.
Primate, canine and feline. I guess there’s a black market over there and their
wish list includes New Species babies. They are trying to figure out a way to
open some kind of fucked-up breeding operation using Species’ sperm and human
surrogate mothers to create a bunch of infants to sell.”

“They put her in with those men, didn’t they?” Tim’s eyes
filled with tears. “You just found out. Was it just the one or was it all of
them?”

Jessie shook her head. “I’m telling you this because it was
a stressful situation and they wanted samples from Brawn that weren’t, um…” She
glanced at her mate for help.

“They hooked them to sex toys that made them come to get
their samples.” Justice sighed. “They asked Becca to take the samples from
Brawn directly because they believed she was his girlfriend, therefore turned
him on without the use of drugs and she had to take samples by manipulating his
dick.”

“Son of a bitch!” Tim shot out of his chair. “I suspected
she was the one who bit and scratched him. She wanted to talk to him, probably
confront that bastard, but I made sure that didn’t happen. I kept them apart.”

Jessie stood. “Sit down now.” She frowned. “How did you keep
them apart? What are you talking about?”

Tim sat but was pale and furious. “She wanted to talk to him
and I was told he wanted to talk to her. I don’t care if he’s sorry or whatever
the hell he wanted to say. He hurt my baby and I wasn’t going to allow him to
do it again. I had the therapist we use say she was too traumatized.” He glared
at Justice. “I knew you’d keep that son of a bitch from talking to my girl if
the therapist suggested they not talk and I told my baby he wouldn’t talk to
her. He’s not going near her. If he wants to apologize, too damn bad. She’s
obviously upset and she fled to avoid the pain of the memories. I knew
something happened, damn it. I knew she was lying and he was involved.”

“What choice did she have but to lie to you, Tim? It’s not
as bad as you’re imagining. Just listen. I talked to Rebecca myself and she was
okay with touching Brawn. The circumstances were horrible but so was him having
to be hooked up to the machines. She saw that happen to one of them and it was
pretty horrific, okay? She liked Brawn, they shared a cage and became really
close.” Jessie sucked in air. “Really close, Tim.” She leaned in to stare at
him. “They fell for each other. Are you following me? They started to have
feelings—deep ones—for each other.”

Tim looked pissed. “So you’re telling me he had to fuck my
daughter but he made sure she enjoyed it? She bit him and he had scratches. He
obviously hurt her.”

Justice growled, his own temper flaring. “Jessie is saying
they fell in love. He never forced your daughter to touch him, actually asked
her not to and was willing to submit to being drugged and hooked to their
machines to force his samples. She refused to allow it.”

Jessie sighed. “He didn’t hurt her, Tim. They fell for each
other but she was afraid you’d kill him if you found out something had happened
between them. She thought you might quit your job with the NSO. Brawn thought
seeing him after they were released would only cause her pain because of what
she’d endured at the hands of those asswipes. I can’t believe you had the
therapist lie about that.” She frowned. “We’ll discuss that later though but
we’re definitely hiring a new one you can’t intimidate. Brawn wanted to protect
her and she wanted to protect him. They love each other. I think you
misinterpreted the love bite and um, scratches she might have left on him
during sex. He didn’t hurt her.”