Chapter 23

Jericho heard a pounding on the front door and he jumped up, hissing. He looked over at May, who still lay curled on her side, one hand outstretched toward him. His first thought was that someone had returned to take her to Fuller.

Never, he thought, she is never leaving me.

He crept on silent feet to the door, stopping along the way to listen for movement outside the house. He heard nothing except the shuffling of someone's feet on the front step. He moved the curtain, peeking out, and saw May's sister.

What the hell? he thought.

He opened the door and she barged in, "Where is she?" she asked, pulling her hair over her shoulder and finger combing it, "Is she all right?"

Jericho made a sign to lower her voice, looking over his shoulder toward the bedroom and directed May's sister to the couch.

Jericho ran his fingers through his hair, pulling it back into a low ponytail. He stopped and turned toward the female, who was staring at his hips.

Shit, he thought. He'd forgotten to put on clothes.

"Stay here," he whispered, and crept silently back into the room and picked up his clothes. He put on his pants and checked on May. She was breathing quietly and had gathered the pillow that Jericho was using and pulled it into her chest. He softly pushed her hair away from her face and leaned down, breathing in her scent before lightly kissing her temple.

He heard a creak and whipped around to see May's sister standing in the doorway.

Jericho quickly fixed the blanket on May and left the room, closing the door behind him and leading the way to the living room.

"What do you want?" he asked her sister bluntly.

The female sighed heavily, "I had to see her," she said, looking around the room confused, "I do not understand it, but I am so worried about her. We just met, I had one conversation with her, but my instincts are screaming at me to protect her. I have never felt this way before and I could not stay away any longer."

She dropped her face into her hands, "Something is wrong with me," she groaned.

Jericho sighed and sat back on the couch, thinking over what she said, it almost sounded the way Jericho felt; the instinctual need to protect and care for May, to make her his own, and it hit him: May did belong to this female, they shared some of the same DNA and something in the female recognized that.

"She is your family," Jericho said slowly, "perhaps your instincts recognize that and want to keep her close. In the animal kingdom, feline females often stay together, with the males roaming. Perhaps your DNA is from a big cat, and that is the cause of your anxiety."

She sat back on the couch as well, looking over at Jericho, "Do you think so?"

He nodded, "But you were also just released from captivity. You need time to adjust. Trust the females at the dorm, they have gone through the acclimation process, give yourself time. May is not going anywhere. I promise I will protect her with my life."
The female smiled weakly at him, "I can smell her here," she said, "It calms me."
Jericho smiled, "Yes," he replied, "We have found that males quickly become addicted to the scent of their mate. Siblings are rare within New Species. We have one other sibling pair here on Reservation. They are males, but they have bonded in a similar way, one acting out of character when the other was needed, breaking rules to keep each other safe."
"Have I met them?" the female asked.

Jericho shrugged, "Fury and Darkness," he told her.

She shrugged in reply, "I am not sure, perhaps."

She rubbed at her forehead before standing up, "Thank you for letting me in," she said, "the other females did not want me to come. They said to leave you to bond, but I could not stay away any longer."

Jericho gave her a half smile, "May will want to see you again," he said, "but I would like to have more time alone with her," he said the last part honestly, not to be cruel or to keep her away.

She nodded and Jericho opened the door for her, "I will wait to hear from May," she told him, "will you tell her I was here?"

"Do you want me to?" Jericho asked.

"Yes," the female answered, "Please."

Jericho nodded and the female left. He closed the door behind her and locked the door before walking back into the bedroom. The moonlight was spilling through a gap in the curtains and fell across May's skin, bathing her in gold and silver. One small hand lay palm up.

Jericho kneeled next to the bed, and lowered his head to her palm, breathing in her scent. He placed a gentle kiss in the center and felt May stir. She moved her hand to cup his face before reaching behind him and cupping his neck to bring him closer to her.

"Hello," she said quietly, her eyes roaming over his face.

"Hello," he said just as quietly, moving his hands to the bed and slowly lifting himself to fix his mouth to May's. Her mouth opened immediately and he smiled against her lips. He had taught her this: to kiss.

Her lips kissed his gently before her tongue peeked from between her lips and she ran it along his lower lip. He sucked her tongue into his mouth, not able to help himself.

May pulled her head back, her head falling back onto the pillow and her hair fanning around her like a dark halo.

She moved her hands to either side of her head and smiled at him. He didn't need more of a hint, he covered her body with his own, his hands coming up to grip hers as he pressed his body into her hips.

She gasped into his mouth and he took advantage of it to tease her tongue. She attempted to reciprocate, but he pulled his tongue back, causing her to do exactly what he wanted: she sucked his tongue into her mouth and ran her tongue along it.

Jericho lifted himself, pulling the covers from her body, "Why are you wearing pants?" she asked breathlessly.

"We had a visitor," he said, by way of explanation before sitting up and unbuttoning them. May sat up with him, and slid her small cool hand down the front of his pants until she could grip his cock. Her clasp was unsure, and she stroked him lightly, moving her hand up and down.

He could smell her arousal and she made small groans as she squeezed him, her thumb running along the slit at the top of his cock.

"God!" he cried out, his entire body shaking at the feeling of her exploring him.

He gripped her head and kissed her, she let out a small squeak as they fell to the bed, but Jericho moved fast, reaching around with one hand to brace them while the other one wrapped around her waist. She squeezed him in her surprise and Jericho was done. He kneeled before jumping off the bed, tearing the pants off his body and laying back on May. Her knees automatically parted to move her legs up his hips, her ankles crossing behind his back. He could feel the heat of her as his dick came to rest between the hot wet folds of her body. She gasped, her body arching, nipples rubbing against his chest.

Jericho began kissing his way down her neck, his tongue darting out to taste her skin. She was delicious, and tasted like sweat and salt and something uniquely May. She moved her head to the side so he could have better access to her neck, but he continued down her body, and across her chest until he could plump her breast in his hand and fix his mouth to her nipple. His tongue came out to pull her nipple tighter into his mouth, and he suckled hard, rolling her against the roof of his mouth.

May's hands gripped his head, gently pulling the elastic out of his hair to spread it with her fingers.

"Jericho," she breathed quietly, "I love you."
He faltered, the words causing his heart to beat harder. He lifted his head to stare into her eyes, one hand moving to her other breast to lightly pinch her nipple, "I love you," he said, not looking away from her.

Her eyes dropped to his mouth, a hint he didn't need again, and he took her mouth. She continued to roll her hips against his. He felt her fingers graze up and down his spine, until she was pressing right above each buttock, her fingers moving to grip his ass and pull him tighter against her.

Jericho heard himself growl, and pulled back immediately, "I'm sorry," he apologized.

May shook her head, her eyes heavy lidded and her lips swollen, "No," she said, and suddenly turned. He lifted his weight so she wasn't crushed and she pressed her ass against his cock, pushing up with her hands so she was on her hands and knees. The position ignited something in Jericho, and he lowered his head to her shoulder, biting down to hold her in place. May's head swung down, her hair tickling Jericho's where he had planted them. He gripped her belly, and slowly dipped his fingers through her curls until he could move them through her folds and press his middle finger deep inside her. She covered his finger in hot cream, and tightened around him.

"Please," she begged, rotating her hips. He bit down harder, a warning not to move and gripped his cock, positioning himself at her entrance. He slowly pressed inside, her body resisting the thicker head, until he felt it slip inside. Her entire passage tightened, like she was trying to pull him inside her and squeezed him in hot wet silk.

He pulled his mouth from her shoulder, "May!" he cried out, and began thrusting into her. Each thrust curved his body tighter into hers, and he would hold himself as deep as he could go; loving the way it seemed as if he could hide her from everything.

Her hips rotated again and pressed back, urging him to move faster. He could feel a tiny tremor begin in her arms, and he jerked her against his chest, sitting up so she could sit on his thighs and he could control the depth and speed of his thrusts. One hand held her neck, while he let the other slide down her body and press against her soft belly.

"One day," he told her, pressing kisses into her mouth while thrusting deeply, "our young one will grow here."

She had one hand wrapped in his hair and it moved away, gripping his forearm before lowering to the hand covering her belly. She laced her fingers with his and squeezed his hand tightly, opening her eyes and staring into his.

"Promise?" she asked.

Jericho felt his eyes fill with tears, joy and gratitude warring within his chest. He kissed her lightly, keeping his eyes open to watch her while he thrust again. Her eyes watched his and he felt her squeeze around him.

"I can feel it," he told her, "come."
She began to shudder, her muscles squeezing him tightly, wringing an orgasm from his body before he was ready. But at the first wash of hot come inside her, she exploded. Her head dropping against his shoulder while her entire body shook and she cried out.

Jericho grazed her neck, alternating licks with tiny kisses. She hummed in pleasure and he lowered her to the bed. She never opened her eyes as he cupped her head and let it fall gently to the pillow.

"I love you," she whispered again, curling onto her side, and grabbing Jericho's hand. She tugged him lightly and he let himself fall next to her. She grabbed his arm and wrapped it around her body, "Go to sleep," she said to him.

He pushed her hair back from her face and kissed her soft cheek, "Yes my love."

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