Buying a Mate (BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance) (Quick & Furry Book 8) by Celia Kyle, Mina Carter Read Free Book Online Page A

parents at their hands.
    Then regret overtook him. “But I didn’t stop there. I didn’t stop until…” he sighed. “I left one alive and tortured him, River. I’m not proud of it, but I had to know. I needed to know what they did.” His eyes bore into hers, darkening further. “And then I took that knowledge and used it. I used it to hunt them. To destroy them. I didn’t stop until…” His eyes closed once more. “Until the queen made me. Until an errant flame licked an innocent and finally reports reached her ears.”
    He shook his head. “She didn’t kill me, but she might as well have. In one night I lost my family and in one spell, I lost my kind. I lost everything.”
    “Taron?” she whispered, unwilling to break the uneasy quiet. “You may have lost everything, but you’re getting part of it back. We can be our own family. Our children?”
    “Dragonlets.”
    “Our dragonlets will be your kind. We were both alone, but now we have each other.”
    “Do I, River?” His palm was warm as he slid it along her arm. “Do I have you?”
    He held his breath as if the world balanced on her answer.
    “Yes.”
     
    Like someone had flipped a switch, his gaze turned predatory. A hint of the cocky grin returned to his lips and in the next heartbeat, River found herself flipped and spun. She squeaked as hard fingers hooked around her hips, lifting her ass in the air as he bent over her.
    “Taron! What are you doing?” she managed, distracted by the thick bar of his cock fit in the groove of her ass.
    “What do you think?” His chuckle was full of his dragon. A brief flare of heat licked her skin and his hair-roughened thighs pressed into the back of hers, knee urging hers farther apart.
    Oh. God. He wasn’t…
    He was. Large hands smoothed over the curves of her ass and she didn’t need to be looking at him to know his eyes gleamed with triumph and possessiveness as he looked at her ass. It was all there in his touch.
    Her panties pulled tightly then and were gone with a sharp snap, letting a cool wash of air lick over her exposed pussy lips.
    “You’re mine, baby girl, and I’m going to make sure you know it.”
    She grabbed the nearest pillow, using it to muffle her cries of pleasure as he dragged two fingers the length of her lower lips. His seduction wasn’t as slick as before, tension filling the air around them. He found her clit and rubbed over the tiny bundle, back and forth. A flare of heat teased her and then she felt soft scales against her skin. Rough and smooth at the same time. She bit the pillow. God, that felt so… awesome.
    “That’s it, baby girl, scream for me,” he whispered, bent over her so his solid chest brushed against her back. She wasn’t a small girl by any stretch of the imagination, but he was so big and muscled she felt tiny and delicate.
    His lips found her neck, nuzzled the soft spot below her ear and a shudder rocked through her. The familiar tension built again, impossible when she’d come so hard just minutes ago but undeniable.
    She couldn’t scream, couldn’t do anything but hold her breath as he stopped stroking and moved into position. The broad head of his cock pressed against her and a whimper broke free of her lips. Now she understood why he hadn’t let her see him unclothed.
    He. Was. Freaking. Huge.
    He must have felt her pause because he stopped, kissing along her neck as his hand snaked around her hip. She sighed as his fingers found her clit again. This time he wasn’t playing. His touch was ruthless, designed to drive her to fever pitch as quickly as possible.
    She gasped, hips bucking as she tried to get more sensation, more everything. Her panic at his size dissipated. Who cared how big he was. Women were built for this, right? And it wasn’t like he’d shifted forms, was it?
    He scraped a fang across the sensitive skin of her shoulder. Pleasure erupted through her and she bucked against him, shoving her ass back. He hissed as the move