Loved by the Lion: BBW Paranormal Lion Shifter BWWM Romance Read Online Free PDF Page A

murmured as he pushed her legs apart.
    She couldn’t remember ever being so aroused. Every time his fingers even brushed up against her it was like being shocked. She wanted more; she needed more.
    Fortunately for her, he seemed to feel the same way. With one hand he pushed one side of her bra up and cupped her, his thumb brushing over her nipple and making her gasp. The other hand kneaded her thigh and then slipped higher.
    He ran his thumb down her slit, opening her up. Even just that light touch over her sensitive skin felt amazing. Two of his fingers parted her, dipping into her entrance lightly – shallowly – damn , and then brushed over her clit just so. She gasped into his mouth.
    Her hips rocked against his hand, and when he bent his head to take the peak of her breast into his mouth, she arched into his touch. Cole sucked lightly, running his tongue over her nipple, the texture rough and electric.
    Kira felt herself grow wetter, and just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he slipped two fingers down between her inner lips and inside of her, all the way down to the knuckle. Tilting her head back, she cried out.
    “Beautiful,” he said again, and her cheeks warmed. “So tight. So ready for me. You ready for me?”
    “Yes, yes, yes,” she gasped, her hips lifting off the bed in her eagerness.
    He smirked. “You sure? If you’re not sure . . .”
    Kira’s voice was thin and breathy, but she managed to voice a threat: “If you don’t get over here I’m thinking about starting without you.”
    He wasn’t going to have any of that. In a second his boxers were down and he was leaning over her, his arms caging her in. He was so big she felt tiny in comparison. She ran a hand down his broad chest and over his cock, already hard and thick for her.
    She couldn’t wait any longer for him. Couldn’t wait to have his cock inside her, filling her and stretching her. She guided him to her slick entrance, rubbing her against him a little before wrapping her legs around him again and cradling him between her hips.
    In one stroke he was inside of her, hot and thick, and it was exactly what she needed, too much and not enough at the same time. He started out slow, giving her time to get used to his size, but soon Kira started to meet him thrust for thrust, angling her hips to take him in as deep as she could and urging him on.
    Together their bodies moved in a perfect rhythm. She'd had sex before, but this was different. Kira couldn't stop running her hands over his shoulders, his arms, his chest, his back – trying to pull him closer, unable to believe she could have something so perfect for herself.
    Cole groaned and began to move faster and harder.  One of his hands stroked down her side, and she arched at the feeling of being taken, of being possessed, of being his.
    He slipped his hand between their bodies, his fingers circling her nub, and that was all it took: she was crying out, wave after wave of pleasure washing over her, her body squeezing him tight, the most amazing climax she'd ever had. Her legs were still shaking when he gave a shout and stilled, spilling himself in her. He’s mine, too , she realized with pleasure.
    They came down slowly, Cole nuzzling her throat while she panted and stroked his back. She almost never felt like falling asleep right after sex, but almost did now: she hadn’t felt so safe and cared-for in a long time.
    “Mine,” he murmured into her ear before pulling away, their bodies separating. “My mate.”
    And something in Kira, buried so deeply she didn’t even know it existed, agreed.
     
    * * *
     
    When Kira woke, she felt groggy and . . . weird. Funny, and a little awkward, like nothing was in quite the right place. But that was a silly feeling, probably the remnant of a dream, so she put that to the side and took in a deep breath.
    Immediately a range of strong, deep smells assaulted her, somehow richer and stranger than she expected. There was the old but