New Species 13 Smiley by Laurann Dohner Read Free Book Online Page B

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