ROMANCE: Lion Protector (Paranormal Shifter BBW Military Romance) (Shapeshifter Alpha Male Short Stories Book 2) by Alexa Blair

watched the goosebumps rise on her flesh as he breathed lightly into her folds. He increased the pressure on his grip as she bucked against him, desperately wanting her hands free to touch him and pull him onto her, to give her the release she craved so much.
                  Parting her folds, he dove into her center sucking her juices into her mouth. He hadn't understood this rather bizarre form of lovemaking until Jocasta had educated him that it had nothing to do with reproduction or the process of producing children, but instead it existed solely for pleasuring one's partner, as human females had highly sensitive genitalia and often craved stimulation before any lovemaking could begin. This was not the case for his race. They had evolved beyond the point of needing anything more than an empty womb to carry their children in. The almost ritualistic behavior of having intercourse was inefficient to them. Jocasta, however, had taught him the joys of this process, and now he found the act to be almost meditative, a religious ceremony that somehow bound their atoms together as one. He understood how that intimacy was necessary now and even saw the benefits of establishing this bond for the process of bringing new life into the world. As he licked her clit she moaned and arched her back but he did not relent. He only continued his actions, occasionally varying his rhythms and pressure until her body was on the edge of ultimate pleasure.
                  It was only then that he inserted himself into her while letting out a guttural groan. His people were not inclined to expressions of emotion, so for him to utter anything in passion or pain was remarkable. His movements were cat-like and quick as he pressed himself down upon her, feeling the warmth and softness of her innermost flesh against him. He was hard, and buried himself inside her deeper, forcing himself in and out of her crevices with complete control of her body and his own. He released her hands and she grasped his back for support as she worked her hips against him, panting and moaning. Allowing himself to feel every inch of her, committing that to memory as well, he took his time while inside her, moving slowly and gracefully before finally finishing her, pounding into her flesh furiously. Throwing his head back and howling, their bodies shuddered and collapsed into one another, spent and drained of energy.
                 

5.
                  As the pair lay entwined in a peaceful embrace, the night grew still. There was no darkness, as the sun never fully set.  It merely dimmed, giving the room an eerie glow, almost as if lit by candlelight. Jocasta's chest rose and fell while Vangorg's hand rested on her bosom and his head rested on her shoulder. He was relaxed and content, and Jocasta watched all three of his eyelids flutter open and shut like butterfly wings against his narrow pupils. She ran her hands along his powerful arms and felt grateful that he was hers. When he was around no other male even dared glance her way. It was widely known that, despite having reproduced, they had claimed each other. Disrespect for their bond would be considered dishonorable and result in a swift death for anyone considering challenging Vangorg for ownership of her.
                  Jocasta felt an odd stirring in her soul, and inhaled and exhaled deeply as she alternately watched him sleep and gazed out the window. She didn't have any special sixth sense like Vangorg did, but she did feel as if something was just not right in that moment. Thinking Vangorg would stir at the feel of her blood pressure rising, she knew that something was off in the universe when he didn't and instead just lay silently snoring. She shifted underneath him and felt pressure on her bladder. Moving him gently to the side, she sat on the edge of the bed and placed her feet on the floor. Standing up to go relieve herself, she saw a shadow pass by