Cougar Wants [Cougarlicious] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Online Free PDF Page B

again.
    He did not bother easing her into things but went straight for a deep, wet, hard, openmouthed kiss that would prove to her last night’s exchange was not a fluke. Her tongue met his second thrust and dueled with him passionately until he finally pulled his head back. He smiled when she made a soft sound of disappointment as they caught their breath.
    “Nope, that kiss last night wasn’t a fluke, my mate. We are meant to be together. Now, let’s get the furniture moved and unloaded so we can go grocery shopping.”
    With his hands on her waist, he turned her around and patted her ass to get her moving into the house. He followed several steps behind, his eyes glued to her beautifully round, firm ass.
     
    * * * *
     
    Kimber was surprised at how quickly the furniture moving went. In less than two hours, they not only had her furniture transferred into the smallest bedroom, but all of Tate’s things had been brought in from the truck and set up in his new bedroom.
    As they worked, they talked. They exchanged information as if they were on a first date and not preparing to live together under the same roof for the foreseeable future. He explained he worked three jobs because he was trying to bank enough so he could eventually go back to school full-time, get his contractor’s license , and eventually start his own construction company. She shared that she rented out the room because she was gaining popularity as a cover artist at a slower pace than she had hoped.
    It wasn’t until she handed him the last drawer full of well-worn jeans that she asked the question that had been niggling at her since he had kissed her.
    “Why did you call me ‘ mate ’ ?”
    “Excuse me?” he asked , taking the drawer and sliding it into place in the dresser.
    “Earlier on the porch when you kissed me. Why did you call me mate?”
    He straightened and looked at her with an unreadable expression. “Actually , it was a mutual kiss. And I called you ‘ mate ’ because you are.”
    Kimber frowned. “I am what?”
    “You are my mate. Would it be okay if I had cable run into this room?”
    “Sure. There’s a hole in the floor over there . ” As she waved toward the corner , an insane possibility occurred to her. “Are you…what are you , that you can say I’m your mate after barely meeting me?”
    “From the books in your bookcase, you already know about shape - shifters. Well, we are not just a figment of some creative writer or moviemaker’s imagination. We are real . ” Tate crossed his arms over his broad chest and leaned his hip against the dresser.
    “Wha...wha…what kind of shape - shifter are you?” Kimber took two steps back until she ran into the wall.
    Instead of answering, Tate pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it on the bed. Kimber’s mouth went dry at the broad, heavily muscled chest covered with a pelt of tawny fur. Her fingers itched with a need to see if the hair was soft and silky or coarse. She swallowed when he bent over, untied, and took off his boots and socks. After his feet were bare, he straightened , and his hands went to the waistband of his jeans.
    “What are you doing?” Kimber squeaked as he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his jeans , proving he wore nothing beneath them.
    “You don’t seem like the kind of person who will believe without proof,” he said as his fingers continued to work the buttons free.
    Kimber’s breath caught , and her mouth went dry when the thick, purple-red head of his erect cock popped into view. She tried to turn away, look anywhere else in the room, but the sight of Tate bending over and pushing off his jeans entranced her. She pulled in a sharp breath when he straightened, now completely naked. His fully aroused cock extended long, thick, and proud from the sandy brown curls at the apex of his thighs.
    “Oh, my God,” she breathed , unable to tear her eyes from his erection. She took a step forward, her fingers itching to touch it, feel it,