Fascination: BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance (Shifters Forever After Book 2) by Elle Thorne Page B

into her loveliness. She rode his mouth, grinding against his face, giving both of them pleasure as he found a rhythm. Catching him off guard, she released an orgasm into his mouth. He lapped the juices from her slit.
    She thrust upward with a groan, soaking both of them again. Isaac moved up and over her, his composure fled the moment she’d climaxed in his mouth.
    Now he wanted one thing. Her. All of her. Claiming her. Bonding her. Making her his forever.

----
    C ade’s body erupted in a myriad of sensations brought on by his lips, his fingers, his mouth, his very presence.
    His cock nudged at her entrance for a brief second before he pressed in with a thrust that forced the breath from her lungs.
    Her moan merged with a groan, becoming one sound as his cock claimed her body with the same passion he claimed her heart and his bear had claimed her panther. A swell of pain shot through her as he filled her. Her muscles spread to accommodate him, taking all of him in.
    Her body curved to meet every thrust, taking him in deep, then missing him as he pulled out, only to fill her again. She clawed at his back, seeking purchase from the passion that overwhelmed her. His fingers gripped into her ass, pulling her so close there was no space between them.
    A wave started at the very core of her being, undulating outward, carrying her on a tide of pleasure, pushing her further and further toward a place she’d not be able to return from.
    She wrapped her legs around his waist. “Isaac,” she moaned. “Help me, please.”
    His eyes focused on her face, his own features contorted by desire.
    “Tell me what you want.”
    “I want you. Always.”
    He drew back, almost pulling out completely. “Woman. You. Have. Me.”
    With one huge thrust, he was ensconced deep within, his hotness spreading within like liquid fire as he bit down on her neck, sharp incisors bonding them.
    She opened her mouth to scream the agony of pleasure and pain taking her away when Isaac’s mouth covered hers.
    He propped himself up on one arm, careful not to crush her while his body blanketed hers with safety and a bond that would transcend time.
    Hours later, when she woke, he was still next to her, watching her with those eyes that never seemed to miss a thing.
    “You knew, didn’t you? Knew it was me?”
    “My bear did. He’s not…” Isaac released a long breath. “He doesn’t always confide everything to me. At least, he didn’t used to. I’m hoping things are better from this point on.”
    “When did you figure out it, then?”
    “When you took off your mask, at the mansion.”
    “Could you have ever—” Cade couldn’t bring herself to say the words.
    He traced circle patterns on her hips, making her lose her train of thought.
    His fingertips froze. “Turned you in?”
    She nodded.
    “Never. Even if you weren’t mine.” His eyes flashed his bear’s, a golden white glow.
    Tears burned the bridge of her nose, only they weren’t tears of helplessness.
    “You owe me Christmas tomorrow.”
    “You can have all my Christmases. Forever.”

Epilogue
    T he Romanoffs and the Araya sisters were seated at the dinner table. One seat was notably empty. Jonah’s.
    Miriam Romanoff had invited another friend, Fiona, who was seated across from Jonah’s vacant spot.
    Christmas dinner—traditionally so—was ham and turkey.
    Miriam had placed Cadence’s seat across from Isaac’s. Isaac gave his aunt the eye. “So you knew?”
    “Maybe you were the last to know she was meant for you.” Mikhail Romanoff boomed.
    Cadence caught Isaac’s eye and turned a delicious shade of pink.
    “So how’s the case?” Aunt Miriam’s eyes twinkled.
    Cadence looked down.
    Isaac frowned at his aunt. Surely she didn’t know about that, too, did she?
    Nah, she couldn’t have.
    A part of him wasn’t convinced she didn’t, though she glanced away, not confirming the answer to the question he tried to pose with his eyes.
    “It’s slow going,” Isaac