Free The Billionaire Shifter's Curvy Match (Billionaire Shifters Club #1) by Diana Seere Page A

him. Connect her palm with his tanned skin.
    His hand grasped her breast, thumb teasing the nipple, making her groan without control. What was she doing? She could lose her job! She’d already lost her mind; she couldn’t afford to lose anything else.
    Lilah knew she should stop him. She knew this was against the rules. The people-pleaser in her, the good little do-bee, fought with the part of her that wanted Gavin inside her, shoved up against the stone wall, his mouth everywhere at once, cock pounding her to match the throb in her head.
    That good little do-bee Lilah was long done as Gavin ripped open the sash of her wrap dress and she stood before him wearing nothing but the blood-red corset, garters, a red thong, and heels.
    Cold air struck the wave of exposed, flushed flesh, and she shivered, less from the chill and more from the look in Gavin’s eyes.
    She’d never seen a man so hungry for her.
    So wild.
    Like an animal.
    All restraint disappeared when she looked at those eyes, full of need for her. Only her. Words that shouldn’t be in her head filled her thoughts as his hands worshipped her skin, mouth suckling a spot in the hollow of her throat, his hips pressing against her thigh as he bent to taste her.
    “You are so luscious,” he whispered, the words stripping layer after layer from her rational mind.
    Mine , the voice inside her said. You’re mine, Lilah . It was Gavin’s voice, and as she opened her mouth to ask why she could hear him without sound, his lips touched hers and ended the impulse to ask.
    Her hands reached for his belt buckle, opening the leather band with such skill it felt unnatural, as if she were drawing on some unknown force within that guided her. His pants pooled at their feet and she reached up for his shirt, the buttons opening as if she willed it. Still kissing her, he stripped out of his own clothes, the thick hardness of his erection nudging her belly, making her blossom inside. She wasn’t just wet and eager to have him enter her.
    She would die if he didn’t.
    He yanked at the laces of her corset; Lilah heard a dim popping sound and vaguely wondered if she shouldn’t ask him to be more careful, but the rough pull of the fabric separating, leaving her naked from the waist up, made the question pointless.
    “My God,” he said in a quiet voice that rumbled through the room with such deep vibration she marveled that the wine bottles didn’t rattle against each other. “You’re more stunning than I’d dreamed.” His hands roamed the curves of her body like he was memorizing them.
    “You’ve dreamed of me?” Lilah asked, finding her voice. Or had she? Was her mouth moving?
    “For longer than you could possibly imagine,” he said as his body descended on hers.

    * * *
    T he scent of her embedded itself in each neuron in his brain, in every pore of his skin, in all the bones in his body. Lilah tasted like sugar and beeswax, her nipples pliant and tender, like licking a rose petal with the morning dew clinging in the sunshine.
    He knew this woman. Her mind communicated with his on some primal level, her voice in his head as her thigh was clenched in his palm, his knee helping to spread her legs. As he caressed her hip he tore the thong away, her little bleating sound of surprise making his cock stand up higher. Harder.
    More.
    She was timeless, a goddess in the flesh before him, the dim light obscuring her divinity. Gavin smelled the fear and the want in her, the hesitation dissipating like a dandelion gone to seed, and as he suckled one breast he pulled back and blew gently on the tender skin.
    She gasped and shuddered, her hand seeking his cock and making him shudder in concert.
    Their bodies were nude enough, and the press of torso to torso put their heartbeats in rhythm, the Beat coming through like a symphony, her eyes wide with shock as she recognized it too.
    He felt it but the Beat was no match for the blind arousal that coursed through his blood like a sickness,