Free Tristian: BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance (Blackbeary Creek Book 2) by Ruby Shae

tree. Tristian watched as she pulled her shirt over her head, removed her bra, and then pulled down her panties and pants.
    When she was completely naked, she faced the tree, bent at the waist, and placed her palms on the bark. Her gorgeous, round ass was in the air, wiggling around, waiting for his cock, but he held back. He didn’t want her to have any regrets.
    “Scarlett,” he sighed. “Please get dressed, sweetheart. I can’t touch you without marking you, and I don’t have any protection. I don’t want you to regret our mating like you do our first time.”
    “I don’t regret that,” she said, walking back toward him, “and I’m sorry I made you think that I did. My only regret was pretending to be someone I’m not, but then I realized something important.”
    “What’s that, sweetheart?” he asked, pulling the rubber band from her hair.
    “You bring out the best in me.”
    “Are you sure about this?” he asked, rolling the band to his wrist.
    “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
    He pressed his lips to hers in a bruising kiss, and bent down to lift her thighs off the ground. Scarlett wrapped her arms and legs around him, and her cunt slid up and down his cock as he walked them back to the tree. She was soaking wet, and his cock throbbed faster with every step. He knew he wouldn’t last long.
    “This time is going to be quick, sweetheart, but I promise I’ll make it up to you once we get home.”
    “Fuck me, Tristian,” she begged. “Mark me as yours.”
    Hell yeah!
    She didn’t have to ask him twice.
    He positioned his cock at her entrance, and slid balls deep in one, smooth, powerful thrust. Scarlett cried out, and he pulled out and pushed back in with the same amount of power. She cried out again, and he repeated the move.
    Her pussy clenched around his cock like a vice, and he felt the familiar tingling at the base of his spine. They were both so close, and he closed his eyes in an effort to hold off for a few more thrusts. He didn’t count on Scarlett wiggling on his dick.
    “Scarlett, sweetheart, don’t move,” Tristian begged.
    “Finish it,” she said, kissing his chin.
    “Grab your tits,” he said, pressing her further against the tree with his pelvis. He repositioned her legs so his forearms were under her knees. “Roll your nipples between your fingers so I can see them.”
    She followed his directions without hesitation.
    “Yeah, sweetheart, just like that.”
    He pulled out of her slowly, and pushed back in, gauging her reaction to the new position. Her eyes sparkled in the early evening light, and her mouth opened slightly as a low mewing sound escaped her lips. He wanted to hear that sound again.
    “Okay, sweetheart?” he asked.
    She nodded, and pulled harder on her nipples.
    Tristian moved his hips fast, pistoning into her warm, wet core as if his life depended on it. Scarlett’s mewing noises grew louder until she sounded more animal than woman. When the tingling at the base of his spine became unbearable, he let his canines extend and bit down on the juncture between her neck and shoulder.
    Scarlett’s scream echoed around the creek, and he knew it could be heard by everyone in his clan. The realization filled him with pride. He’d finally found someone worthy enough to stand by his side.
    He released her skin, and licked the wound clean as his canines retracted.
    Scarlett giggled, and he placed a chaste kiss on her lips.
    “What’s so funny, sweetheart?”
    “I can honestly say that’s the least boring thing I’ve ever done in my life.”
    “Boring, my ass.” He laughed before getting serious again. “I love you, my mate.”
    “I love you, too.”
    “I’m going to let you down now, okay?”
    “Yeah,” she nodded.
    He lowered her legs to the forest floor, and once she was steady, he gathered her clothes and handed her the t-shirt.
    “Here, put this on.”
    She pulled the garment over her head, and he handed her the rest of the