Mounted By Her Weretiger Mate (Steamy Weretiger Paranormal Romance) by Meghan Archer Read Free Book Online

himself in and out of me, pushing me to the very limits of what I could withstand and loving every moment of it. I could feel the she-bear within me rumbling with satisfaction as Cade mounted me, taking me as his mate.
     
    “Oh, yes, Cade!” I cried, closing my eyes tight as he finally fit himself in all the way to his heavy balls. “It feels so good! Don’t stop!”
     
    I gripped the sheets as he began driving himself into me over and over, slowly at first, but soon with every thrust Cade’s hips smacked against my plump backside. I moaned as I felt his tip pressing deep inside of me, nearly breaching the limits that separated pleasure and pain, swirling them together in a delirious maelstrom of pure ecstasy.
     
    With every thrust I felt his shaft rubbing against my sensitive little g-spot, my body convulsing and writhing as he worked his throbbing cock deep within me. I pressed my face against the pillows, muffling my passionate screams. It felt so right. So good.
     
    As he fucked me, I slid my hand up to the aching nub of my clit, my fingers slipping and teasing at the throbbing little bud. It was so desperate for attention, and I knew that if I gave it what it wanted, then I’d be cumming around Cade’s cock in a matter of minutes.
     
    I worked myself into a frenzy of heated, lustful cries, the animal within my body roaring out passionately with every thrust of Cade’s member. I could feel the pressure building between my hips, my body squirming to fit more of him inside of its tight confines.
     
    My climax built and built as our bodies worked in unison, pressing my ass back against his hips with each thrust, delighting in the sound of our bodies slamming together. I didn’t know it at the time, but if Cade had taken me this hard when I was human, I wouldn’t have survived.
     
    My thoughts blurred and part of me gave in to the beast inside of me, crying out as I looked back over my shoulder to watch my mate pistoning in and out of my tight, weeping channel.
     
    “That’s it, Cade,” I growled hungrily, working my hips against his cock. “Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop!”
     
    “Fuck, Ashley!” he cried, grunting and bucking his hips. I could feel him swelling up inside of me, his shaft filling with the seed that the bear within me craved. “I’m almost there!”
     
    “Don’t pull out!” I demanded, looking over my shoulder again and up into his eyes. “I need it, Cade! Make me your mate!”
     
    “Fuck! Oh, my God!” he snarled, gripping my hips tightly as he thrust deep inside of me once more, his hips spasming as a warm, spreading delight filled me. I knew instantly that he’d cum inside of me, spilled his seed within the depths of my body. I couldn’t resist it anymore. The pressure between my hips reached its crescendo as the dam holding back my climax burst.
     
    I screamed out into the night, not caring if man or beast could hear my cries of passion as my orgasm crashed over my body. I felt myself shudder, my arms buckling as they finally failed to support my weight.
     
    My vision darkened and I didn’t know whether I was the girl or the bear, the beast wearing my skin as it roared in triumph. All I knew was that I had never in my life felt so complete as I had at that moment.
     
    As I came, I could still feel him gushing into me, his seed dripping out from around his shaft and down my thigh. I couldn’t help but smile at the sensation, the animal within satisfied that surely this would give her was she wanted: a litter of cubs and a mate she could call her own.
     
    “Cade,” I moaned as he finally managed to pull himself free from my pussy. His seed dribbled out of me and the two of us collapsed side by side, our eyes meeting in a tender, loving gaze.
     
    “Ashley,” he gasped, brushing his fingers over my cheek and pushing the hair away from my eyes. “My mate.”
     
    I could feel a warmth rising in my chest, my heart swelling as I leaned in and our lips pressed