Heads or Tails (BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Werelion Romance) (Quick & Furry Book 4) by Celia Kyle Read Free Book Online Page A

you.” She curled against him, clinging to him. “So bad.”
    His lips ghosted over her ear, and his voice held more than a hint of his lion. “Tell me. Do you know what you want?”
    “You. Inside me. Please.” She may have never experienced being with a man, but her body, her lioness, knew what it craved.
    “Then that’s what you’ll get.”
    Her world spun as he moved them, carrying them across the room, and now her back rested against a soft and cushioned surface. The bed .
    Oscar lay atop her, his hips still snug between her spread thighs, and he kissed her again. Their tongues dueled, teeth nipped, and they made love to each other with their mouths. It was a pale imitation of what was to come.
    She tore her lips from his. “This is not you inside me.”
    “You’re right.” He grinned and she fought the urge to snap at him. “One second.”
    Oscar disappeared long enough to rip his jeans from his body, the fabric falling away beneath his claws, and then he was fully exposed to her gaze. Long and thick were descriptors that just didn’t give him justice. Massive. Ginormous. Holy-fuck-he-will-break-my-vagina…
    “Oh.”
    He quirked a single brow. “Oh? That’s all I get?”
    No, she had more, but what rose hot, fast, and furious was a single word. It was fueled by her newly possessive lioness. “Mine.”
    Based on the way his eyes glowed brighter, and the new wave of fur that slithered over his skin, she figured he liked what she said.
    She didn’t have a chance to ask him though. He joined her on the bed, propped above her on hands and knees and she squirmed beneath his intense perusal. Then she realized as he stared at her she could stare at him. So she gave him the same blatant and obvious perusal. Of course, instead of making him uneasy, he merely grinned.
    “Like what you see?”
    Bastard.
    Hillary nodded. “Yes, but I’m sure there are other things I’d like even more. Any ideas?”
    His lion’s fangs peeked from beneath his lower lip. Instead of replying, he altered their position, grasping her and holding her tightly as he rolled them. Now he was beneath her, her thighs on either side of his hips. “You’re gonna ride me, baby. I don’t want to hurt you, and you can set the pace.” He slid his hands up and down her outer thighs before settling on top of her legs, thumbs teasing her cropped curls. “You’re in control.”
    She liked the sound of that, like the idea that the little omega werelion had power over the big bad enforcer. It sent a new thrill down her spine, a new wave of arousal, and she couldn’t wait to take it to its fullest heights.
    She started where they’d left off, a seductive slide of her body over his, except now it was moist skin on heated hardness. The tip of his shaft nudged that pleasurable bundle of nerves hidden within her folds, sending a lightning bolt of ecstasy racing down her spine. With each shift of muscle, Oscar grunted and groaned. She knew if he took even half the pleasure that she did from the small movements he was in heaven. But she wanted to rise higher. So she used his body as he’d asked, taking and giving and then taking more until she was merely a mass of pleasure and need.
    Then his thumb glanced the source of her ecstasy, and she trembled, releasing his name with a shout. “Oscar!”
    The bastard chuckled.
    She dropped forward, propping herself on his chest, but still continuing to tease them both with the motion of her hips. “Need more.”
    “That’s because you need me.”
    “Cocky.”
    “No,” he shook his head. “I just met you, but I know you. I know you need me as much as I need you.”
    That touched something inside her, reverberated against her soul, and suddenly she couldn’t wait to have him inside her. She’d heard of the stinging pain that came with a woman’s first time, but now she welcomed it and couldn’t wait for that ache.
    “Yes.” She licked her lips, internally smiling when his eyes tracked the