Free Secret Baby Lion: A BBW Lion-Shifter Romance (Shift Your Fate Book 2) by Cara Wylde Page A

on her perfective, and not on her body. Once she accepted that it was fine to have a couple of extra pounds and that she could still look smashing if she knew how to choose her clothes, Olivia became the strong, assertive woman so many men started to fall in love with. They loved her body, but they adored her attitude. She was a challenge for them, and she knew that was what drew them in like flies. Of course, once she figured that out, she took her role to a whole new level.
    “You’re breathtaking,” said Tristan in a husky voice.
    He took a step towards her, but Olivia stopped him on time by placing her bare foot on his crotch. He moaned when she massaged his erection through his rough jeans.
    “What else?” she asked.
    Tristan laughed. She wasn’t going to be impressed by just one compliment, was she?
    “Ravishing. Wonderful, amazing…”
    Olivia pressed harder, making him bite his lip. “Those are just synonyms.”
    “… manipulative goddess,” he moaned.
    She smiled mischievously. “Really?”
    “Yeah… you know exactly what you’re doing.”
    “That. Is. True.” She marked every word with a hard stroke.
    Tristan closed his eyes. His lion was thrashing underneath his skin, the female’s teasing too much for the powerful, stubborn beast. His animal side urged him to slap her foot away, climb on top of her, tear her dress and lingerie to pieces, and take her hard and fast, claim her as his mate. His human side, however, was more sensible. He had been the one to take control until now, and he was curious to see what would happen if he relinquished some of that control to her.
    Olivia removed her foot and moved closer to the edge of the bed, her eyes now at the same level with his crotch.
    Tristan shuddered when her nimble fingers started working on his belt and zipper. He looked down at her hands, then at her face. Her brows were slightly furrowed in concentration. Once the belt was off and the zipper was down, she reached inside and pulled his hard cock out. He moaned at the feel of her cold fingers on his heated skin.
    Liv licked her lips, but took her time to enjoy the sheer size and weight of his manhood. She ran the tips of her fingers up and down his length, cupped his balls gently, then went back up and spread the small beads of pre-cum all over the engorged head. Unable to resist the temptation a second longer, she closed her eyes and licked the tip, moaning in appreciation of his unique taste.
    “Olivia,” he whispered.
    She ignored him. She didn’t care what he wanted, anyway. All she cared about was her desire to lick, bite, and swallow, even at the expense of having to wait until he could go again. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and slipped the thick, long cock inside until the head hit the back of her throat. He was bigger than any guy she had been with, but she relaxed her throat and took all the length in, slowly, carefully. She stopped for a second, moaned around the shaft, and smiled when she felt his entire body tense. She repeated the trick, then moved her lips up his cock, rolled her tongue over the tip, then started bobbing her head up and down, faster and faster, sucking harder, all the while massaging his round balls with her hand.
    “If you keep doing that…” he said.
    Liv squeezed the base of his cock and continued her ministrations. She could feel he wouldn’t last long. It had only taken her a few minutes to figure out what drove him insane, and now that she had the upper hand, she sucked and licked and massaged with newfound enthusiasm.
    “Oh God… yes… that feels so good. Please don’t stop.”
    Tristan grabbed the back of her head, his fingers digging into her rich brown hair. He struggled to keep his beast in check. It growled inside him, his chest trembling with concealed force, and he made sure to cover up the possible noise with his own moans and encouragements. The delicious pressure… he couldn’t take it anymore. He threw his head back and