Roar for Her: A BBW Paranormal Weretiger Shape Shifter Romance (Sassy Shifter Brides Book 4) Read Online Free PDF

basking in the sunlight.
     
    “I got interested in photography so I could capture moments like that. Priceless,” she said, earning a playful scoff from Slate.
    “You like getting compromising pictures of defenseless shifters, huh?” he teased.
    “I’d hardly call you defenseless,” she shot back.
    “Yeah? What would you call me then?” Slate asked. The purr slipped into his words before he could rein it in, and he immediately regretted it. Hell, it was hard to keep from flirting when she was around, and he was always so damn obvious about it. Slate had to suppress a groan, seeing the red flush that tinted her tan skin, making it glow a little. What her skin would feel like under his fingertips…
    “Um. Not defenseless? I don’t know,” she sputtered, looking adorably flustered. It did nothing to soothe his need to kiss away that embarrassment of hers. “Anyway. I became a teacher because I’ve always loved kids. Being from a big family, I always wanted a house full of children, running around and laughing. I figured that until I found the man I wanted to settle down with, the best thing I could do was to give back a little. Teaching comes naturally to me. I adore seeing kids’ faces light up when they finally figure out something that had been giving them trouble. It’s the best feeling in the world, being able to shape the world to be a little better, one child at a time. And it’s the worst feeling in the world when you know you could have helped but didn’t have the means. Breaks my heart.”
     
    She looked relaxed talking about her job, and he liked the way her face lit up when she talked about teaching. And wanting lots of kids? A woman after his own heart. He liked children and always wanted cubs of his own, just not the way his heritage told him to have them. But, it was the only way, as far as he knew. He bit his tongue as she leant forward a little, giving him a glimpse of her ample cleavage. He would gladly have cubs with a woman as caring, compassionate and drop-dead gorgeous as Teresa. Slate felt his world hazing over a bit, the need creeping to the forefront of his mind. He was nearing the peak of his desire, the point of no return, and it was getting nearly impossible to control himself around Teresa. It didn’t help that he didn’t want to control himself around her.
     
    Her last words had turned her expression upside down, removing the joy and replacing it with an obvious tint of sadness. His tiger responded immediately. He sat up and inched closer to her, and before he knew what he was doing, he had caressed a hand across her cheek and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. Slate sucked in a breath, his heart beating a thousand beats a second. Her skin felt exactly as heavenly as he thought it would. She looked up at him, surprise in her eyes, the dark brown depths shimmering back at him.
    “I never want to see you sad, Teresa,” he whispered huskily. All of his focus was only on her, and when he dipped forward, his mind barely registered what he was doing. He knew it was right. He knew he had to do it. He needed to kiss away her sadness, he needed to make her happy again. Right now. And so he did .
 

CHAPTER FIVE
    Teresa’s heart skipped a beat as Slate leant forward. His hand went behind her neck and when his lips pressed against hers, she melted into it with ease. A small moan whispered from her mouth as he kissed her, his soft lips caressing hers for a moment that seemed to go on forever and yet end far too early. His touch sent electricity buzzing through her, and all that pent up need that had been gathering in her core since she’d met him was released violently. Instead of shying away like she would with any other man, she gave herself to the kiss and responded eagerly. Her hands rested against his wide, strong chest, the softness of the cotton tee a stark contrast to the way his stubble rasped against her chin.
    I can’t believe this is happening, she thought wildly,