The Lion's Pride (BBW Paranormal Lion Shifter Romance) (The True Date Agency) by Terra Wolf, Olivia Arran Page A

chest as I pushed back the chair. “Lara! Is everything okay? Is something wrong with Xander?”
    “Everything is fine. Sit back down.” Her tone was firm, but underneath it I could detect a tremor of nerves.
    What was going on?
    The click of the lock turning echoed loud in the silence. She turned back to me, her hands reaching for her coat, heat burning in her eyes as she locked gazes with me. “I want you to stay sitting down. Can you do that for me?”
    I swallowed, my mouth dry as she pulled off her coat in one smooth movement, letting it drop to the floor. Acres of luscious flesh wrapped in delicate lace filled my view, plump curves undulating as she stalked toward me on high heels. My cock twitched in my jeans, all the blood rushing south in a matter of seconds. “Can I touch?” I asked in a hoarse voice. Because I had to touch and caress, she couldn’t expect me to—
    “Eventually,” she murmured. “For now, you keep your hands to yourself.”
    Her hips swayed as she paused in front of me, just out of arm’s reach. “Can you be a good boy?”
    “I thought you liked it when I was bad…” I growled, gripping the chair arms as I tried to follow her instructions.
    “Oh, I do,” she murmured, dropping to her knees.
    Sweet fucking hell!
    “But let me be bad first, just for a little while, then you can have your wicked way with me.” She pursed lips slick with gloss, her hair tumbling over her naked shoulders and curling over her ripe, heavy breasts.
    “Do your worst,” I managed to grind out through gritted teeth as she reached for my fly, unzipping me and cupping her hand around my thick, hard shaft. She pumped me once in a slow tease, then dragged my jeans down in a jerky movement, freeing my cock. Her lips closed around my shaft, sliding over the sensitive flesh in a move that sent my head rocking back onto the chair, my fingers digging deeper into the supple leather. On a moan, she took me deep into her mouth, her tongue swirling and teasing, her cheeks sucking, her head bobbing up and down.
    A loud knock sounded on the door.
    She paused.
    “Go away!” I roared, my hips jerking as she tongued the ridge on the underside of my shaft.
    Footsteps faded and I let out the breath I had been holding. But then she moved, letting my cock slide free of her mouth.
    Groaning in frustration, I opened my mouth to protest, to plead. Her tongue slid against mine as she straddled me, sliding her lace clad pussy against my cock, rocking back and forth as her mouth fed at mine, her hands tugging at my t-shirt, breaking the kiss until it was gone, then coming back together in a tangle of teeth and lips.
    My hands hovered in the air, inching closer. “I need to touch, Lara…”
    “God, yes. Please!”
    My hands flew to her ass, dragging her even closer and kneading the soft flesh, my cock grinding against her, sliding against her moist heat. I swallowed her gasp, shuddering when she gripped me with her thighs, working herself against me in a relentless pace.
    Kissing and licking my way down her neck, I cupped a heavy breast, bringing it to my mouth, and tongued my way around her erect nipple, sucking it into my mouth.
    Her hand crept between us, her finger brushing against my cock.
    I gently bit down, knowing by now that my mate liked a little teeth, that it drove her wild.
    She shifted on my lap, rocking back, then my cock was enveloped in wet heat, pushing inside of her, inch by slow inch.
    I froze. “Lara—”
    “I got the okay from the doctor,” she whispered in my ear, her voice sounding strained. She lowered herself a little more, taking another inch. “I just want to take it slow…at first.”
    The feel of her closing around me, squeezing me tight, nearly sent me over the edge. I bit the inside of my cheek, tasting blood. I could do slow and easy, anything for my mate. I forced myself to hold back, letting her work herself down my shaft until she had taken every inch.
    “Ohhh,” she murmured, her eyes