Shifters on Fire: A BBW Shifter Romance Boxed Set (30 page)

Mine

Mal’s back hit the mattress before she even noticed that they had been in motion. Sometime during the very thorough kissing she received, Al had managed to move them to the bedroom. While she would have been happy to have him take her right there on the couch, this was definitely a much better plan.

“The look on your face, love.” He began to work the tie of her robe. “It is so flush with need and desire, and yet there was the shock of being here. I love that you were so focused on me that you didn’t even notice we were moving.”

“I think you bespelled me.”

Al pushed the now untied robe open and just took in the view. As much as Mal accepted her size as being her normal and knew that she could work her curves, she had never been completely comfortable with her body au naturel. Joshua had always been an in-the-dark, under-the-covers kind of guy, and as much as she hated to admit it, she knew it was because of her squishy stomach and jiggly thighs.

“Hey, love.” His hand on her cheek, eyes filled with worry. “What’s wrong? Where did you go?”

“Sorry. Nothing is wrong. My mind just wandered someplace it shouldn’t have.” He quirked his eye as she said the last part. “I … I just … I know I’m curvy and all and—”

“Stop.” His eyes were kind, but his voice was forceful. Such a heady combination. “Wherever you are going with this, don’t.”

“Sorry. Can we just get back to … you know ... business?” She tried to lighten the mood, failing miserably. His bear was shining though his eyes brighter than the man.

“You. Are. Perfect. Every single inch of you.” He kissed her soundly before continuing, rendering her breathless, which from the look of mirth on his face was the plan. “That’s why fate sent you my way. There’s no part of you that isn’t exactly what I want. What I need.”

“Can we get back to the kissing?”

“Oh, we will get back to the kissing, all right. After I show you exactly how amazing every part of you is, of course.” He pulled the robe the rest of the way open. “Hmmm … now where to begin? Top to bottom or bottom to top?”

“Top?” Mal wanted his lips back on hers. Now.

“I wasn’t actually taking requests, love. I was more deliberating with myself. I do see the validity in your suggestion however.” He brushed her hair from her face. “Your hair is natural and so silky soft. I could spend hours running my fingers through your locks. In fact, I did, this morning as you slept. It was an amazing way to start my morning. I plan to do it often.”

Mal couldn’t believe her ears. He had managed to turn her into a ball of mush, making her feel incredibly sexy all while discussing her hair. Her uncombed, unruly, with the odd stray gray, hair.

“There’s a problem with that plan though.” He bent down and placed a small kiss in her forehead. “You see, if I start at the top, I’m going to get lost once I get here.” He placed a finger on her lips. “I will get pulled in by their allure and never want to leave and all the rest of you will feel neglected.”

“I’m okay with that.” Mal leaned up trying to catch his lips with hers. As she rose, he pulled back making it clear that
he
was in control of this morning’s sexcapades.

“We only have a few hours, love.” He pulled the robe from her shoulders as he gently guided her back down to the bed. “As it is, I’m feeling rushed. No, I think it is a better plan to start from the bottom.”

Rushed? A few hours was more time than she knew what to do with, and he was feeling rushed? This was going to be good. Scratch that. It was going to be earth shattering.

“Now your feet. What can I say about your feet?” Al skootched to down toward her feet and began a slow, sensual message on her left one, paying extra attention to her arch. How someone rubbing her foot could have her body revving so much was beyond her, but she would take it. “I love that your toes are so sparkly. Your toes aren’t painted because you were trying to impress someone, though.”

She shook her head. How could he tell that just from some glittery toes?

“They stay hidden in your shoes, and this time of year, that means no sandals.” He gently ran his finger along each toe as he spoke. “No, I think you paint them because they make you happy, and anything that makes you happy makes me happy. I’m going to enjoy painting them for you when you are carrying my cubs and can no longer reach them.”

The way he said cubs as a foregone conclusion didn’t feel creepy; it felt like he was sharing his dreams with her. Dreams that included starting a family with her. Dreams she so very much wanted to become a reality.

Al placed her foot gently and began to work on the next before migrating up her legs. He kissed every freckle, every jiggly spot, every scar. As he reached each scar, he asked her the story and she shared about the time she fell out of the tree trying to get a stuck kite; the time she crashed her bicycle when she swerved to miss a pile of glass, only to land in said glass; the time she had a freckle they thought might be something more and removed it only to find out that it was, in fact, just a freckle. Each story brought them closer together and each kiss set her more ablaze.

“Your smell is driving me crazy. I need to taste you,” he mumbled against her inner thigh between kisses, but she heard him clear as day and her body stiffened.
That
was not something she did. Not ever.

“What is it, love?” His face was now even with hers, his brow tense. “Was it the way I said that? It is a shifter thing, love. It’s a compliment.” She shook her head no. Wanting to hide, just a little bit or a lot. “Then you need to tell me what it is.”

“It …” This was not a conversation she wanted to be having. Not here. Not now. Not ever.

“It what?”

“It’s embarrassing.” Understatement of the year.

“Nothing between us should ever be embarrassing. Heck, I’m a bear. You are going to see my hairy ass frolicking in the woods eating berries and shit.” She highly doubted Al ever frolicked. “Seriously, love. What is it? You have me worried.”

“You are going to think I made a big deal out of nothing. It was just, well, I never …”

“You never got pleasure from a man’s mouth on your pussy?” She shook her head. “Perfect. I am honored to be the only one. Now back to business.” He started to move back down the bed and her body froze again. Darn it.

He started at her thigh again, whispering words of praise as he kissed a path. His hands wandered as he encouraged her to spread her legs, giving him access. His thumb brushed her clit and she almost came undone on the spot. “So responsive to my touch.” His hand cupped her sex. “And so very wet for me. So very ready.” He wasn’t wrong.

When his tongue made its first sweep across her clit, all thoughts of embarrassment vacated her brain. No, that was wrong. All thoughts left her, period. She went straight into feeling mode. And oh, the feels. Al read her body’s reaction to every touch, every lick, every nibble and responded accordingly. Before she knew what was happening, she was floating down from a most mind blowing, earth-shattering orgasm of her life. Heck, if she had known orgasms could be like this, she would have been on a mission to find one well before now.

“You back, love?” Pride filled Al’s face. She would’ve called him smug, but he deserved that pride. She’d had no idea what she had been missing all these years. Not that Joshua had been offering.

“That was …” Her breath was still bated as she spoke.

“That was only the beginning.”

“Oh right, sorry.” Mal pulled herself to a seated position. “Sorry, of course.” Mal put her hands on Al’s shoulders, trying to encourage him to lie down on his back and was met with resistance.

“What are you doing, Mal?”

“Returning the favor?” Not that anything she could do in return would compare to the magic of his tongue, but she was going to give it her all trying.

“As much as I would love to see your lips wrapped around my cock, we don’t have time for that today. Besides, mating is for the mate. In case you were wondering, that means you.” She pulled her hands from his shoulders, in concession, but was not yet completely ready to give up.

“It isn’t even noon.” In her mind, she figured she would be able to do all things, shower again, and eat lunch all before they even began to think about leaving.

“True, but I have
plans
.” The playfulness in his voice had her engines revving once again. Not that they ever truly cooled.

“Plans?”

“Yes, plans.” He leaned over and kissed a path to her ear. “The first part of my plan is to continue what I started.” A low rumble began in her chest. Where did that come from? “Then I plan to make you scream my name. The final part of my plan is to make you mine, for always.”

“You make the best plans.” How on this planet did she get so lucky?

“I try.” Al pat the pillow behind her. “Now lay down, woman. I still haven’t gotten more than half way on my journey.”

She giggled as she followed his directions. The giggling abruptly stopped as his hand found her mound and his lips found her belly.

“Right here,” He kissed her stomach reverently. “This is my favorite spot. This is where you are going to carry our cubs.” He looked up, now nestled between her legs. “If you want cubs, that is.”

“Yes.” There was so much more she wanted to say on the subject. To talk about how she thought her dream of having a family would never be. How she wanted her family to have a better life than the one she had growing up and she was determined to make it happen. How she wanted nothing more. Yes, however, was all she could get out before his face was only inches from hers and her desire to bite him hit her. It was the strangest urge and she would need to think about it more later, but for now she just bit her lip and waited for his response.

“I need you now. I know I had plans and promises—” His eyes were now completely silver, his bear in control.

“Yes, now.” She looked at him and burst into laughter.

“What?”

“Let me help you with this.” In all of their intimacies, Al was still completely dressed. She grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt, helping to pull it over his head.

“Yeah, I got ahead of myself.”

“No problem, I’ve got this.” She reached for the buttons on his jeans before his hands stopped her.

“I best get this or we will be done before we begin. The things you do to me, woman.” He stood and removed his jeans. She knew she was staring at him and practically drooling, but the man was magnificent and his cock … she had never seen the likes of it. He wasn’t joking when he said it would be over before he started. It was bobbing up and down, an angry shade of red, pre-cum glistening at the tip. It had to be painful. She wanted to kiss it and make it better.

Reaching in his jean pocket, he pulled out a small box of condoms, “I picked these up today.” He placed them on the bed beside her. “I want the choice to be yours. I have never not used one before, but I want to with you. I want it to be just you and me.” His hand caressed her face as he spoke, showing a tenderness not evident in his eyes. His eyes were all bear. “You and me for always. But pass me the box and I will be honored to wear one. Honored to do what it takes for my mate to be comfortable, for our mating to be perfect.”

She picked that box up and hurled it across the room in reply. She didn’t want there to be any question of her intent. “You are too far away.”

“I can fix that.” Al climbed back to his spot between her legs, his hand brushing the stray hairs from her face. “I’m glad to see you lost your shyness around me.”

“I think you orgasmed it out of me.”

“And I plan to again and again.”

“That is a plan I can get behind.” She blushed at the term behind. Maybe he hadn’t orgasmed all of the shyness out of her, but he sure did orgasm some confidence in her sexy.

“I fear these have been neglected today.” Al gave her nipples each a tweak. When did his hands get there? “I promise to start here next time, but right now, my bear is demanding I claim you.” His hand teased her breasts as he spoke. She didn’t have the heart to tell him he already paid them more mind than anyone else had. He gave her nipple one more pinch and she felt a new orgasm begin to build, all with his hands on her breasts and a smexy voice. Oh she wanted to know what he could do while inside her if such a tiny thing had her so wanton and ready.

“Yes.” Her voice sounded more animal than human and he growled in response.

“Be. Sure.” He grit his teeth as he spoke. Al was holding onto his human. Barely.

“So sure,” she gasped. She had never been so sure in her life. Things had all happened so very quickly, and yet they felt absolutely perfect, as if she had been waiting her entire life for this very moment.

Al kissed her thoroughly as he entered her. She had read so many books where the author said “he filled her completely” and she had never understood the stupid phrase. Now she got it. He fit her as if he were made for her. He was meant to be here. With her. Two becoming one.

“Fuck, you feel perfect. Absolutely perfect.” Al’s lips were right above hers, his eyes closed. “My bear is going to completely take over soon. That doesn’t mean I’m any less here.”

“I know. I can feel him so close.” It was such a surreal feeling to sense two in one. They were together, he and his bear, yet separate. The man and the beast. Exactly how it was meant to be. “He doesn’t scare me. He is
mine
as you are
mine
.”