A Mate's Submission: (Hot Paranormal Shifter Romance) (Ozark Mountain Shifters Book 4)

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Book: A Mate's Submission: (Hot Paranormal Shifter Romance) (Ozark Mountain Shifters Book 4) by P. Jameson Read Free Book Online
Authors: P. Jameson
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Fantasy, series, Werewolves, Werewolves & Shifters, Erotic Romance Fiction, werewolf romance
covered finger into his mouth and sucking the sweetness from it. His eyes closed in ecstasy. But before he was done laving, she pulled her hand back.
    “You taste. So. Fucking. Good,” he growled.
    He leaned up, pulling against the cuffs again. More. He needed more.
    Avan looked dazed for a moment before she regained control. “It feels good,” she whispered, bending low so her breasts grazed his chest and her lips brushed his ear. “Having a wolf as strong as you, bending to my will.”
    She could claim this was a game of control but Lexar knew better. She felt every bit as flustered by her emotions as he did. This was something more, something deeper. Something they couldn’t explain.
    She sat back, bumping against his cock. He thrust forward hoping for an ounce of relief.
    “Unh, unh, unh,” she tsked, wagging a finger at him. “These were next.” Cupping a breast in each hand, she squeezed, gently at first, and then more firmly. “You want to taste me here, remember?”
    How could he forget? He’d been thinking of them ever since that sheet dropped yesterday. He’d tried to forget, tried not to think of how sexy she was since she was so badly injured, but he’d failed.
    Failed so damn miserably.
    He managed a nod.
    She leaned forward, inching closer. “Are you sure? Because that wasn’t very convince--”
    Lexar thrust his hips, sending her tumbling forward, her sweet soft mounds landing on his face before she caught herself.
    She pulled back, breathless. “ That … was not very nice.”
    “I never said I was going to be nice .”
    She stared at him, mouth parted, absently pressing her wet center tighter against him. Then quick as a flash, she launched herself forward, their bodies melding together, and crushed her mouth to his.
    Finally .
    He kissed her hungrily, wishing he could hold her face, tilt her head to the perfect angle so he could delve deeper into her hot, hot mouth, but she was the driver and he was the passenger. And what a fucking ride this was.
    Their tongues tangled, pressing and giving and taking. He could feel her heart pounding against his chest and his answered with its own passionate rhythm. His wolf calmed, even as his anticipation grew. This felt so right, so perfect. Even unable to touch her, even submitting this tiny bit, seemed like two twisted destinies finally aligning.
    She broke their connection, her rapid breath hitting him in the chest as she stared into his eyes. Damn, she was beautiful. Especially when all pretense was gone, and her emotions bled out unfettered, like they were now.
    I feel it too , he wanted to tell her. The odd connection. Two misfits finally finding a home in each other. That’s what it felt like. Shit, he’d think he was falling for his own romantic notions if he wasn’t seeing the same feeling mirrored in her gaze.
    She shook her head, closing her eyes and shutting off the expression. She kissed his lips tenderly, pulling the bottom one between her teeth, and causing his animal to snarl.
    She dragged her lips over his jaw, down his neck, and grazed his collar bone with her teeth. Lexar clamped his mouth shut, trying to keep quiet, but much more of this exquisite torture and he was going to scream.
    Avan continued kissing her way down his body until she reached his waistband. Her eyes flicked up to make sure he was paying attention. No need, because his attention level was A+ student with a side of teacher’s pet. Nothing could distract him from what she was doing.
    Hooking her fingers under the fabric, she slowly, deliberately, revealed his erection. It bobbed free, and damn, if he wasn’t hard as a rock. Her eyes and how they widened a fraction threatened to send him over the edge. And she hadn’t even touched him yet.
    Clearly this is what ten years of celibacy will do to a wolf.
    “Lex,” she whispered, biting her lip. “You are very needy.”
    So was she. A deep pink flush crept up her neck. Her eyes were glassy and her breath became a

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