Free Curve Charm (Paranormal BBW Erotic Romance) by Christa Wick Page B

to shut his eyes but he forced them to stay open. She was beautiful to behold -- stunning in her uninhibited arousal as she bounced and wiggled on his dick, the thick knot near its base ensuring she would not slip free. Eyes closed, Esme licked at the lush pout of her mouth, his prick further engorged by the thought of her lips enveloping him.
    "Baby…" Dana wrapped his arms around her body, trying to prolong the moment before he succumbed to the fierce caress of her sweet, sweet cunt. "Baby, please…"
    Esme shook her head, her eyes tightly sealed as she wedged her hand between their bodies. Her fingers found her clit, their firm press against that swollen little spine of need causing her cunt to move in ways that blew his mind. Dana's head snapped back, his ass lifting to spear his cock higher as she cried out. Her cervix, fully descended, convulsed. The external os just above it dilated. The push of Dana’s cock’s head as he fully embedded himself inside his mate's pussy forced the narrow aperture to remain open, the rest of her pussy squeezing and fisting his dick as the first jet of his release squirted inside her.
    Crying out, Esme wrapped her arms around him, hugging her mate tightly as more of his seed spurted inside her. Tears rolled down her cheeks, jerked loose with each pulse of him inside her. Nuzzling her neck, he told her again that he loved her, that he always had and always would.
    Her body still lost in her release, Esme repeated his words, made the confession and the promise her own as he tenderly returned her to the mattress.
    His cock slow to unknot, Dana kissed Esme. Along her throat, up under her chin, the corners of her mouth before he plundered that sweet, moist cavern. Hearing her soft moans, he laughed. "I might never be able to pull out if you don't stop driving me crazy with those needy little sounds, love."
    She moaned again, unable to contain it. His cock swelled a little thicker in instant reaction. He buried his face against her thick curls. "Baby, I'm serious."
    Esme giggled before whispering an apology. He hadn't heard her giggle in a decade. The sound made his chest swell bigger than his cock ever could. He held her more tightly, his face staying buried in her soft hair to hide his tears. He knew a ton of trouble still waited for them outside their home. But he knew trouble traveled in more than one direction. He would shred any man, wolf or witch who tried to take his mate from him again.
    Forgetting his tears, Dana lifted his head and told her. Smiling and kissing his cheeks, Esme forced her throat to relax. She stroked his hair, nodding because she couldn't find the right words.
    "Forever, baby." Dana kissed her again, then gazed into her eyes until her head bobbed and she repeated him.
    "Forever."
     
    Thank you!
    You know the story doesn’t have to end here. Like, what the hell is up with crazy mama Camille? And that Cade -- he’s kinda sweet and totally hot. You just know he wouldn’t mind a curvy girl warming his bed, but does he have a craving to be mated to one of his own? Is Quentin dead? Who is Esme’s father? Who are Oscar’s parents. Oh, and what about Coop’s headaches?
    As little Oscar would say -- hmmmph! That is strictly a need-to-know basis, and if you need to know, then you need to make some noise! If you like it, put a rating on it because more readers will buy and I’ll write more. (Seriously, this is a scientifically proven fact and one of the twelve laws of physics holding the universe together.) You’ve got the power to make it happen!
    In between all that shouting, take a little time to tease and please yourself with more BBW erotic romance from my line up! Slow Hand Curves , Curve Contract , Riding Curves , Captive Curves , Curves for Two , Curve Patrol , Curves Ahead and Sunny with a Chance of Curves (which bestselling bbw writer J.S. Scott gave five stars on Goodreads for being very hot, very cute and romantic).
    Still got an itch after all those