Free Living a Lion: BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance (Sleeping Lions - Shifters Prime Book 1) by Harmony Raines

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    “A man has his needs,” Kane said, and knew that fell too short of what he needed to say. “But I always moved on, because I knew there was one need they could never fulfil. I never loved one of them. Not one single woman in my past. Is this why?”
    “You mean the bond?” She nodded. “Yes, like it or not, you are mine and I am yours.”
    “I think I am going to like it a lot,” he said, pulling her close and letting her feel the length of his arousal. “Can’t we opt for sex first?”
    “No,” she laughed, pushing him away. “I can see you are going to be a handful.”
    “Want to see how much of a handful?” he teased, watching her cheeks flush a beautiful shade of pink.
    “No. Now, concentrate.” Her smile slipped from her face. “It’s time.”
    He held out his hand to her, and her fingers moved to the clasp of the bracelet that had kept his lion chained for so long. “Oh, wait. You should strip.”
    He threw his head back and roared with laughter. “So you do want to see me naked? But I think we should go somewhere a bit more private. Or do you like sex in the open air?”
    “Is that all you think about?” she asked, then jabbed him playfully with her finger. “Listen, buddy, unless you want to live the rest of your life butt-naked, you need to learn to shift with your clothes on. It’s easy enough once you have control. But today, you won’t have that control. Your clothes will tear and you will be walking back to the cabin au naturel .”
    “Damn it. Is there anything else?” he asked, beginning to undo his shirt.
    “No. I don’t think so,” she said, watching him remove his shirt and casting an appraising look over his toned chest and washboard stomach. At least he had kept in shape; his uncle had always encouraged him to swim and work out to keep his body fit. Now he knew why.
    His hands went to his belt and she turned around to give him privacy. “What’s mine is yours,” he joked. “I like sex with the lights on, so you are going to see me sooner or later. Sooner, I hope.”
    “Yeah, it just feels weird out here in the open,” she said, her foot jiggling nervously, her head tilted up to look at the sky.
    Kane let his pants drop to the floor and then bent to pick up his clothes, then he approached her. “What do you want me to do with these?”
    She turned her head, and looked down at his clothes. “I’ll look after them. When you learn to do this fully controlled you can shift with clothes. Or a backpack, as long as it’s not too big. It’s all about control.”
    “I’m not sure I have much of that left,” he said as she took his clothes from him and placed them on the floor.
    “I feel kind of inadequate next to you,” she said, trying to keep her voice light.
    He put his arm around her waist and pulled her back towards him, her soft curves nestling against his hard muscles. His right hand ran up her body, cupping her right breast and squeezing it. She gasped, pressing back harder against him. “There is nothing inadequate about you, Amara.”
    His mouth kissed her neck and he felt her tremble, her desire overcoming her. It would be so easy to tell her to forget this lion business and skip to the mating. “We should do this now.”
    She pulled away, turning to face him, her eyes dilated with desire. “You’re right. Are you ready?”
    “No.” He offered his wrist to her. “But I want to skip to the next part, so let’s do it.”
    “Take a moment. Remember who you are.”
    He closed his eyes, breathing in the scent of her, the clear mountain air waking his senses, and then he looked inside himself, trying to find the real him, the essence of him, and for once in his life he prayed, asking that he would find himself again.
    “Do it.”
    Her fingers were shaking as she released the clasp on the bracelet. It was stiff, and it took her a moment or two before she made the clasp move, and then it was gone. The thing he had worn all of his life in memory of