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

and Lilah was the cure.
    His fingers sought her red nub, swollen and aching for him, her sex slick and sweet like an appetizer. Pushing her against the thick farmer’s table, he lifted her up by the ass, hands sinking into the creamy fullness of her, then spread her legs wide, her scent wafting up and making him delirious.
    While instinct drove him to sink into her and ride out this maddening urge, he was a gentleman, after all.
    Ladies first.
    “What are you—oh!” Lilah said, her voice fractured by the touch of his tongue against her honeyed juices, legs strained and tight. Within seconds he felt her fingers sink into his hair and he smiled against her soft, succulent lips.
    Let go , he told her without speaking. Just let go .
    She obeyed the order, a deep moan vibrating from beneath her navel through those gorgeous lips, and as Gavin stole a look, he wished he could pause time and simply study her. Lilah was a vision of unrestrained sensual beauty, head tipped back, breasts pulled high as her back arched, her thighs now pulling closer to his cheeks, encasing him.
    But again, a gentleman keeps his promises.
    More strokes, the sweet rolling tease of her hooded pleasure point against his tongue and she was pushing against him, his finger slipping inside her soaking walls, now ready for what would come next.
    “You,” she whispered. “You.”
    He moved up and kissed her, her mouth searching for his, eyes closed and hands roaming over his back. The animal within began to emerge and he knew he needed to be in her— now right now oh yes —or he would reveal his true nature.
    She widened her legs and wrapped her heels around his hips as he plunged inside her, the throb at the base of his cock slowing and deepening, taking over his heartbeat and hers, the blood rushing through his ears tempered by the same slow, languid beat. Lilah’s hips moved against his as Gavin reveled in the stillness of just being in her. Being with her.
    Being together.
    A commanding urge within him pulled him to full height and he slid her up and back onto the table, his cock pinning her to the scarred oak top. Collecting her wrists, he wrenched them above her head, a groan of submission her response.
    His next thrust was hard, unyielding, with a bite on her nipple that would leave a small mark the next day. That was the point. Her body twisted under his, hips pushing up to get more of what he gave. Lilah met him in his next thrust, the slam of flesh and bone a drumbeat of its own.
    Gavin lost all pretense of tenderness, of being gentle. Thrust after thrust hammered his craving into her, his release so close. Sweat tickled her lip, her forehead, the hairline around her face, and she opened her eyes suddenly, locking those eternal pools with his. She was so close that he saw his own eyes reflected in hers, her irises almost as golden as his when in wolf form. He imagined them running together, united as their deepest selves, and felt the last thread of his self-control snap.
    There.
    There you are.
    He heard her voice and his, echoes of each other, in his mind as the rhythm picked up, one of her hands escaping to grab his ass and push him deeper, harder, and he knew she wanted the roughness, the desperation—all of it.
    Lilah pulled up and licked his chest, the bite unexpected on the tight skin across his pec, her teeth pulling the skin away from his muscle then relinquishing it, leaning in for a second bite. Gavin sank his hand into her hair and kissed her so hard as he hammered home his beat, her walls clenching in patterns he knew would drive her to ecstasy.
    “Mmm,” she moaned against his mouth, her hips pushing up, up, up, and then she bit his lip as she came, opening wider for him, his cock plummeting deeper into her than he thought possible, her pussy milking him as her pink walls drew him in. Her cry of climax triggered his own as they joined in frenzied orgasm, the Beat driving through all thought, all flesh, all consciousness.
    Eyes