Freeing A Lion: BBW Paranormal Lion Shape Shifter Romance (Sleeping Lions - Shifters Prime Book 2) by Harmony Raines
Authors: Harmony Raines
Tags: General Fiction
skin, his nails becoming claws, and his teeth becoming elongated, with whiskers sprouting out of his cheeks.
“Holy shit,” she said, her voice a shocked whisper. If she hadn't seen him do it she would have thought it was some kind of illusion. But she had seen it, the change so rapid, it was almost instantaneous. “Can I stroke you?”
He nodded his massive lion head, and she went to him, running her fingers through his mane. It was thick, luxurious, and she remembered him in the circus, and found it hard to believe this was the same beast. He was tall, proud, and the handsomest lion she had ever seen, his amber eyes fixed on her. Running her hand over his back, she felt her lioness scratching at the edges of her mind, begging to be released and she knew it was time, that they would be capable of working together to get this right so they could run across the grasslands with their mate. Two lions, side by side.
“I’m ready,” she said quietly, scared but prepared to embrace the other side of herself, this new part of her, that had never walked on four paws and felt the sun on her back.
He changed, his body becoming upright, his claws retracting and his skin replacing the fur. “Then let’s see what you can do,” he said, a glint of mischief in his eye.
She sighed, and reached around to undo the clasp of her bra. “Here, allow me,” he said, his fingers deftly moving to unclasp her bra. A sigh of satisfaction escaped his lips when her bra was gone, her breasts spilling out. She immediately tried to cover herself, but he took her hands and moved them to her sides, his eyes caressing her skin, the swell of her breasts, the taut buds of her hardening nipples.
“You are beautiful,” he said, his voice raw with emotion.
“You’re biased,” she said. “The mate-bond thing makes you want me.” She ducked her head, avoiding his eyes, embarrassed.
Daniel put his finger under her chin and tilted it up so their eyes met. “I don't care whether I’m biased or not; I know beauty when I see it.”
Her lips parted, inviting him in. He lowered his head and kissed her again. The heat between her thighs radiated out and she knew when she took her panties off they would be wet, evidence of her intense arousal.
“I’ve changed my mind,” she whispered. “I don’t think I can concentrate on anything else until you’ve made love to me.”
Chapter Sixteen – Daniel
Her words made him hard, his cock go solid in his pants. “Are you sure?”
“Certain.”
He groaned, his mouth claiming hers and his hand threading between their bodies to touch her between her thighs. Damn, she was wet, he traced his finger along the length of her sex, and she whimpered softly when his fingers stroked her clit. Lottie eased her thighs apart, allowing him better access and he drew her panties to one side, pressing a finger deep into her. She cried out, her excitement almost too much for her.
Daniel released her, scooping her up in his arms and laying her on the ground. He knelt beside her, hooked his fingers into the elastic of her panties, and dragged them down over her thighs. She lifted her feet one at a time to remove them, and he caught a glimpse of her heated sex. Licking his lips, he knew he would have to taste her before he made love to her.
It would ease the tension in her body. But it would most certainly increase his.
Easing her thighs apart, he moved between them, stroking her skin with his hands, edging closer to his goal. She watched, and he could see she was barely breathing, her concentration too wrapped up in what he was about to do.
Pressing his lips to the soft skin of her inner thighs, he made his way to the centre of her need. Daniel covered her clit with his mouth, his tongue flicking out over it to drive her wild. Lottie threaded her fingers into his hair, pulling at it as she fought for control. But he wanted to take that control from her. Inching down, he pressed his tongue into her sex, her
“Holy shit,” she said, her voice a shocked whisper. If she hadn't seen him do it she would have thought it was some kind of illusion. But she had seen it, the change so rapid, it was almost instantaneous. “Can I stroke you?”
He nodded his massive lion head, and she went to him, running her fingers through his mane. It was thick, luxurious, and she remembered him in the circus, and found it hard to believe this was the same beast. He was tall, proud, and the handsomest lion she had ever seen, his amber eyes fixed on her. Running her hand over his back, she felt her lioness scratching at the edges of her mind, begging to be released and she knew it was time, that they would be capable of working together to get this right so they could run across the grasslands with their mate. Two lions, side by side.
“I’m ready,” she said quietly, scared but prepared to embrace the other side of herself, this new part of her, that had never walked on four paws and felt the sun on her back.
He changed, his body becoming upright, his claws retracting and his skin replacing the fur. “Then let’s see what you can do,” he said, a glint of mischief in his eye.
She sighed, and reached around to undo the clasp of her bra. “Here, allow me,” he said, his fingers deftly moving to unclasp her bra. A sigh of satisfaction escaped his lips when her bra was gone, her breasts spilling out. She immediately tried to cover herself, but he took her hands and moved them to her sides, his eyes caressing her skin, the swell of her breasts, the taut buds of her hardening nipples.
“You are beautiful,” he said, his voice raw with emotion.
“You’re biased,” she said. “The mate-bond thing makes you want me.” She ducked her head, avoiding his eyes, embarrassed.
Daniel put his finger under her chin and tilted it up so their eyes met. “I don't care whether I’m biased or not; I know beauty when I see it.”
Her lips parted, inviting him in. He lowered his head and kissed her again. The heat between her thighs radiated out and she knew when she took her panties off they would be wet, evidence of her intense arousal.
“I’ve changed my mind,” she whispered. “I don’t think I can concentrate on anything else until you’ve made love to me.”
Chapter Sixteen – Daniel
Her words made him hard, his cock go solid in his pants. “Are you sure?”
“Certain.”
He groaned, his mouth claiming hers and his hand threading between their bodies to touch her between her thighs. Damn, she was wet, he traced his finger along the length of her sex, and she whimpered softly when his fingers stroked her clit. Lottie eased her thighs apart, allowing him better access and he drew her panties to one side, pressing a finger deep into her. She cried out, her excitement almost too much for her.
Daniel released her, scooping her up in his arms and laying her on the ground. He knelt beside her, hooked his fingers into the elastic of her panties, and dragged them down over her thighs. She lifted her feet one at a time to remove them, and he caught a glimpse of her heated sex. Licking his lips, he knew he would have to taste her before he made love to her.
It would ease the tension in her body. But it would most certainly increase his.
Easing her thighs apart, he moved between them, stroking her skin with his hands, edging closer to his goal. She watched, and he could see she was barely breathing, her concentration too wrapped up in what he was about to do.
Pressing his lips to the soft skin of her inner thighs, he made his way to the centre of her need. Daniel covered her clit with his mouth, his tongue flicking out over it to drive her wild. Lottie threaded her fingers into his hair, pulling at it as she fought for control. But he wanted to take that control from her. Inching down, he pressed his tongue into her sex, her