A Mate's Submission: (Hot Paranormal Shifter Romance) (Ozark Mountain Shifters Book 4) by P. Jameson Read Free Book Online

on it, absorbing it during the worst of things.
    But she wasn’t his territory. Not yet.
    The thought derailed her. Not yet ? The correct thought was not ever . Nobody owned her and nobody ever would.
    Avan slid her fingers up his broad neck, running her nails along the scruff of his jaw while he watched her with stormy eyes.
    “You can touch me but I can’t touch you?”
    “Do you want me to stop?”
    “Fuck no,” he snapped.
    She clucked her tongue. “You’re very testy. Tell me what you want, Lexar.”
    “Does it matter?”
    “It always matters. Tell me what you want.”
    His eyes traveled down to her lips where they lingered, and then lower, to her t-shirt covered breasts. “First, I want you naked.”
    She put space between them until she had enough room to pull her shirt over her head. “Like this?”
    She knew her breasts were attractive, been told so a million times, but when Lexar looked at them, it felt different. Sometimes when males stared at her tits, she wondered if she removed the damn things and attached them to a stick if they would even notice. She imagined carrying the boob puppets around with her so people could stare all they wanted and she wouldn’t have to be a part of it. Their attention had made her feel detached from her own body. Lexar’s made her feel necessary. Like her physical body was pointless if she wasn’t part of the equation.
    His gaze flicked to her face. “More. Completely bared to me.”
    With a sultry shimmy, she wiggled out of her pants while he watched, mouth slightly opened. Her panties were all that was left, but she was going to make him ask for it.
    “That better?”
    “Take off your panties.”
    Oh, yes. She was going to make him ask. “You can do better than that, Captain.”
    He brought his face closer to hers—close enough she could feel his hot breath on her cheek—but he didn’t touch her. “Take off your goddamn panties… please.” He pulled back to look in her eyes, and even though he wasn’t the picture perfect submissive, she rewarded him by slowly sliding the black lace over her ass and down her thighs.
    His eyes made a slow, leisurely sweep down her body, lingering at the spot between her legs. His gaze there felt like an actual touch and made her throb with desire. He was powerful. More than she usually dabbled with. But she was still in control, and as long as it stayed that way, they could have all the fun they wanted.
    Lexar swiped a hand over his mouth, looking like he’d taken a physical punch.
    “This better?” she asked, and he nodded. “What now? Now that I’m naked?”
    He met her eyes. His expression was raw sex, his eyes already making promises she probably wasn’t going to let him keep.
    “Now I want to taste you. Everywhere. Starting with your sassy little mouth.” His voice was gruff. “I want your nipples between my lips, your scent in my lungs, and you, wet and sliding against me. I want to lick you all over until you’re shaking so bad you can’t stand. And then I want you to take me. All of me. I want to give you pleasure, and I want you to take it… and come. So hard . I want you to come so hard you’ll never forget it.”
    Fuck . Her head spun at his words. Desire became warm and urgent at her core. But the thing that caught her attention more than the dirty talk was that he didn’t want to take anything. He only wanted to give. How very… novel.
    But would he really play by her rules? “Can you…” Her voice wavered, and she had to clear her throat to continue. “Do you think you can handle this?”
    She hoped he got her meaning because she was having a hard time thinking about anything other than his beautiful mouth and all the places on her body she wanted to feel it.
    Lexar shook his head. His hands clenched to fists. “No. I want to touch you so bad it hurts. My wolf is going insane.”
    Avan’s breath rushed out in disappointment.
    “I don’t want to fuck this up with you,” he whispered,