Loved by the Lion: BBW Paranormal Lion Shifter BWWM Romance Read Online Free Page B

him close again and leaning in, she couldn’t deny it. He wasn’t anything like her stalker. He was kind, and funny, and by all accounts a great guy. Why shouldn’t she have some fun for once?
    She leaned in to meet his mouth with hers. At the first touch of his lips she felt that electric spark.
    The kiss quickly deepened as his tongue plundered her mouth, first slow and easy, then urgent. Even as a cool morning breeze wafted by, heat began to rise in her core, warming her from within.
    He pulled away once (panting a little, Kira was pleased to see). At first she wondered if something was wrong, her mind filling in the moment with her own doubts, but he gave her a smile, almost shy, and gently took her coffee cup from her and set it down safely.
    Then his hands were on her again, smoothing over her shoulders and cupping her face. No one else is here , Kira realized with a shiver. She slipped a hand under his shirt, gliding over hard muscles. Then it was his turn to shiver.
    His desire swept away all her doubts and uncertainties. One of his hands shifted to her leg, and he touched what felt like every bare inch of her skin exposed by her shorts, stroking and squeezing and cupping with barely restrained desire. At his touch she felt her pussy grow wetter and her nipples tighter, begging to be touched.
    When he palmed her breast, rolling the weight in his hand, she gasped and made herself stand up against all her inclinations. At his confused look, she suggested in a breathy voice, "Maybe we should go inside?"
    A slow grin stretched across his face. He took her hand and they went inside, giggling like teenagers. Along the way he tugged up the hem of her t-shirt, knuckles brushing her ribs. He wouldn't stop touching her everywhere – her neck, shoulders, sides, even her belly. His mouth, hot and skilled, followed, tracing wet designs over her skin.
    They paused at the foot of the stairs while his hands slid down her bare sides and traced the hem of her shorts, his thumb stopping at the button. What a tease , she thought affectionately as his fingers slipped between the fabric and her skin.
    “We have to stop for a second,” she panted, pulling away slightly. “How else are we going to get up the stairs?”
    He smiled against her cheek, like he knew something she didn’t, and suddenly Kira felt nervous. “There’s another way up,” he said low in her ear, making her shiver. She tensed. He couldn't be thinking of trying to –
    He was. Without warning he picked her up and pulled her against him, his hands sliding over her ass. She squeaked in surprise. She loved how big and broad and strong he was; he dwarfed her in comparison. Remembering the ex who had teased her, she was afraid for a second that Cole might say something about her weight.
    "Beautiful," he murmured instead, and her fear melted away.
    Instinctively she wrapped her legs around him. The position mimicked the one they’d been in the night before, up against the kitchen counter, and yep, as she shifted she could feel him hard against her inner thigh. She moved again, wanting to feel him right at her center. He groaned as she did.
    An d then he rumbled in her ear, an almost animalistic growl: “Careful, or we won’t even make it up the stairs.”
    A delicious thrill went through her at the thought of having him right here, right now.  “Lead the way, alpha,” she said on a whim, leaning down to kiss the corner of his jaw. He groaned at the nickname, pulling her tighter against him. He held her up with one arm as they mounted the stairs, and each bounce and jog produced a delicious friction that Kira couldn’t help but rub herself up against.
    By the time they reached the bedroom she could feel how wet and ready she was. She moaned when he set her down on the bed at the loss of his skin on hers, but he knelt to unbutton her shorts and slide them down her thighs, staring at her body reverently all the while. “Can’t wait to make you mine,” he