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

movement and his length pulsed between her thighs. “Please, yes.”
    Oscar encouraged her to lift her hips from his as he grasped the base of his shaft, and then he was further directing her movements until her entrance tasted the very tip of his length.
    “Take me as you can, kitty,” he murmured.
    She took his suggestion to heart, keeping her gaze on his as she slowly and very carefully took him inside herself. The stretch and burn nearly overcame the pleasure of having him inside her, but when he rubbed that hidden nubbin with his thumb, any hint of pain was banished. Between his tormenting touch and the ache of having him deep, she was carried along on the brink of release.
    Hillary continued the careful slide down his hardness and occasional rise as she allowed herself to breathe before taking even more of him. Hours later… No, it couldn’t have been more than a couple minutes merely because she wasn’t sure her mate had the patience to wait hours to claim her. Minutes later, her hips rest against his, her sheath completely filled and stretched by his length, and he now touched and stroked those virgin places inside her.
    It was as if time froze, that initial penetration snatching a moment and holding it close.
    “Hi,” she whispered. “You’re inside me.”
    “And now you’ll be mine.”
    He tightened his hold ever so slightly and encouraged her to rise before gently and silently asking her to lower once again. She moaned with that tiny shift and picked up his intent, setting a gentle and seductive pace of her own.
    “Want to be yours.” She continued at this maddening pace, tormenting them both. She brought them higher, the gentle rise and fall slowly transforming until she panted for breath. Her pace increased, her large breasts bouncing with each movement. She cupped them in her hands and kneaded the heavy flesh, occasionally plucking her hardened nipples between forefinger and thumb. “Want to be yours so bad.”
    “You just have to come, kitty. We both do, and then I’ll bite you. Bite you and knot you.”
    She trembled with those words. The knot. He would swell inexplicably farther, tying them together after the claiming. They would stay firmly locked while their souls and very essences reached for each other and forever twined. They would never be able to be separated after that.
    Mated for life.
    Yes, that’s what she wanted.
    “Please.”
    “Anything for you. But you know what I need.”
    She did. She did and she fought to give him what he desired. Hell, what they both desired. She became nothing more than sensation, a body fighting for release, climbing higher and higher with each flex and twitch of muscle. She knew she moaned and bucked, knew that each sound was met by growls and demands from Oscar, but she couldn’t tell where one sound ended and the next began. She didn’t know where she ended and he began. She just knew at this very moment, they were one.
    The first hint of her release trembled through her, the balloon of pleasure stretching and growing until it would take a mere breath to pop it and send the ecstasy roaring through her body.
    “More, more, more,” she panted and begged. She lost control of her muscles, the twitching and jerking no longer managed by her mind, but overtaken by the bliss of their mating.
    “Give it to me, Hillary.” He bared his fangs at her, exposing the elongated and sharpened teeth. “Now.”
    And then it was done. Her orgasm rocked through her, scraping her nerves and filling her blood more and more with each breath until she was unable to think, unable to speak… All she could do was feel. And she felt so, so much.
    Oscar reared up as he placed a hand in the middle of her back and yanked her toward him. With that heaving movement, he sank his teeth into her shoulder, adding a new sensation to their mating. Pain. But the very best kind of pain. The one that now meant they could never be parted.
    And it wasn’t going to be a one-sided mating.