It took him time to recover. He wasn’t sure if mere seconds had passed or if it had been minutes. He breathed in her scent, knowing it was his favorite. He studied Jeanie’s lax features and waited for her eyes to open. They did and he smiled at the way she peered up at him. She looked happy and sated.

“I’d be a good mate,” he swore.

She released his shoulders and cupped his face. “I know that.”

“Then you agree.” He was glad the matter was settled. Tim and the task force team wouldn’t be able to argue that she belonged in their custody or that she should be prosecuted under Species law. “I’ll have the paperwork brought to us right after my swelling goes down.” His dick locked inside her gave him a chance to cuddle with her longer. He was grateful she didn’t seem to mind since she didn’t try to push him away or untangle her legs from around his waist.

She bit her lip, her gaze clouding with a look he didn’t like.

“It’s settled. Stop giving me that look.”

“What look?”

“You’re uncertain but I’m not.” His voice deepened but he couldn’t hide his anger. “We’re going to sign mate papers.”

“Don’t f**k me within an inch of my life and then make demands. It’s not fair to either of us.”

His eyebrows shot up in stunned surprise at her words and the traces of anger he identified in her voice. “What?”

“You heard me.” She lowered her hands to his chest and flattened them, giving him a slight push. “I know you’re aggressive by nature and I’m fine with that but this isn’t something you can’t just bully someone into.”

“Bully?” He was insulted.

“Okay.” Her voice softened. “That was too harsh of a word. I know what a mate means. It’s marriage and it’s for life to New Species. This isn’t something that should be decided in the aftermath of mind-blowing sex.”

Her flattery over his sex skills soothed his wounded pride. “It’s what needs to be done.”

“And that’s why I can’t accept right now.”

She baffled him. “Sex between us is mind-blowing. You just said it.”

“It takes more than great sex to make a relationship work.”

“We have more.”

She bit her lip again. “Let’s talk about this later, okay? I can’t think clearly right now, especially with you still inside me and touching me.” She caressed his chest instead of pushing against it. “It’s not fair.”

Jeanie totally confused him. “What isn’t fair?”

“We should shower and get ready for that meeting. It’s at seven, right? We probably should eat something too.”

“We have hours before we need to leave. What isn’t fair? I don’t understand.”

“While you’re on top of me isn’t the best time to ask me life-altering questions, okay? We should both be levelheaded when a serious discussion about our future takes place. Hormones shouldn’t play a part in it. You melt me, True.”

He wasn’t sure what that meant but it sounded nice. “That’s a good thing?”

“Yes.” She smiled. “No one has ever made me feel the way you do.” She lifted her head, stared into his eyes. “You’re incredibly sexy.”

“I know how we can spend the next few hours.” His softening dick began to harden.

Her eyes widened and she glanced between their bodies before looking up at him again.

“I’m not completely human,” he reminded her. “I have a strong sex drive. I’m determined to convince you to be my mate.”

“You really don’t play fair, do you?”

She skimmed her hands over his rib cage, then around to his back, her fingernails lightly raking down his spine. He growled softly, enjoying it. They traced lower until she ran them over the curve of his ass and grabbed both cheeks. A female had never done that to him before but he liked the feel of her grasping him there, her fingers digging into muscle. She moved her legs a little, resting her calves against the backs of his thighs and moved under him to bury his dick a little deeper inside her welcoming sex. Her vaginal walls squeezed him and he growled louder.

“Two can play this game.” She arched her back, pushing her ni**les against his chest. “No mating talk while we’re touching each other. Deal?”

She was attempting to seduce him into compliance. Her mouth quirked with humor. She wasn’t being manipulative the way the humans he’d known tended to be. He smiled, pleased with her playfulness.

She grinned openly at him and squeezed his ass, grinding her pu**y against him. “We have hours, huh? Is that supposed to scare me? It doesn’t.”

“Good.” He lowered his lips to hers and took possession of her mouth. Kissing Jeanie made him forget everything but her and the need to move.

Chapter Twelve

Jeanie wished for a blow dryer but True had arched his eyebrows at her when she’d questioned if he owned one.

“I’ll take that for a no.”

“It’s bad for hair.”

She wasn’t about to argue with him. There was no way she could tactfully point out that she didn’t believe that was factual. At least not without him mentioning that he wasn’t fully human or her using the argument that she’d had a dog as a child and had used a blow dryer on him. It might be a touchy subject she didn’t want to broach. She just used a towel to vigorously rub the wet strands.