Free Wicked As He Comes: BBW Tiger Shifter Paranormal Romance (Tiger In Her Bed Book 3) by Lizzie Lynn Lee Page B

spectacular. Buxom and firm. And she had pretty nipples, as he remembered from last night. He couldn’t wait to suck them hard in his mouth.
    She unclasped the hook of her bra and slid it off.
    Ah . He smiled privately as he drank in the magnificent sight before him. Those pretty raspberry nipples that tasted sweeter than any ripe summer berries. Fuck. His cock felt like granite under his pants. He picked up her bra and tossed it over his shoulder. “Take off your jeans. Everything.”
    She obeyed him like a good little girl.
    As if she wanted to put on a good show for him, she peeled off her jeans slowly. Button and zipper. The rustling sound of denim against her skin. The way she slid her panties to her ankles. John didn’t realize he was holding his breath in anticipation. A growl rumbled in his throat.
    Mine. My mate.
    His eyes feasted on the sumptuous banquet before him. She let out a sexy kitten mewl when he cupped her breasts and buried his face in her neck. He inhaled her intoxicating scent by the lungful. The urge to shift started getting the best of him. His beast thrashed in its mental cage. His cock hardened to the point it hurt.
    “John . . .” she whispered his name deliciously.
    He liked the way she sighed it on her tongue as if she were tasting an expensive confectionary. His body hummed with desire, wondering if this was what it meant to mate with the one . He had never wanted a woman in his life like he wanted her right now.
    Her body quivered with anticipation when he flicked out his tongue and sucked her pretty nipple. She bit her lip. Her eyes filled with a mixture of awe and shock as if this kind of pleasure was new to her.
    John swore silently. Where have you been all these years, my love? I didn’t know you even existed. But now, he had her right where he wanted, the way he wanted, and he’d never let her go ever again.
    He moved to her unmolested breast and sucked her deeply. She shivered to the core, trembling with pleasure. He grazed her soft skin with his teeth, leaving his mark on her. She was his, from now until the end of the world. “Baby,” he said with a growl. “You smell so fucking good.”
    ”Oh, John. . .”
    Her skin was warm. Too warm, as if she was also burning from the inside out. He felt for her thighs and pushed them wider apart. He stroked her neatly trimmed pubic hair, and slid down to her slicked folds. She was wet—just the way he liked it. He slid a finger into her and her eyes widened instantly.
    Then a second finger.
    He finger-fucked her until she looked frustrated enough to come. But he wouldn’t let her climax. No, not yet. Her pussy clenched his digits tightly. He brushed her clit with his thumb and continued stroking her with steady beats. He curled his fingers upward, rubbing the special spot that made any woman purr like kitten. She thrashed, clenching the sheets. He quickened the pace until she couldn’t take it anymore.
    Then she came hard, her long limbs twisting, face a mask of ecstasy.
    She looked so goddamn beautiful, he had to kiss her. First on the mouth. Second on her pussy. She yelped in surprise, then moaned long with her sexy, husky voice. Her scent drove him closer to madness, and his own beast threatened to claw out.
    With a yearning grunt, he licked and nipped, deeper and deeper until she screamed as she came. Her body quaked as pleasure raked through her.
    His beautiful bride still looked dazed when he got up and kicked his shoes off. He shed the rest of his clothing and Jane stared at his cock with fervent hunger in her eyes. He stroked the length of himself and positioned himself at her pussy. He kissed her as he penetrated her. She instinctively wound her arms around his neck, welcoming him with delight. He pressed his belly against hers and his chest grazed against her hard nipples.
    She was hot, incredibly wet, and tight.
    It was heaven.
    Her pussy clenched his shaft as he started to move. “God,” he hissed through his teeth. So.