The Alion King: BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance (Paranormal Dating Agency Book 6) (9 page)

TWENTY

“He’s going to kill him,” Bella screamed. She watched in awe as Trey or Alyx or whatever his real name was shifted into a big-as-hell lion.

He stretched to about nine or ten feet and had paws the size of Bella’s head. Alyx was massive.

“He won’t kill him,” Karel said. “He’ll probably bite off an arm.”

She glared at him. Had everyone lost their minds all of a sudden? “Right. Because biting off anything is a good idea.”

“He shouldn’t have taken you from the castle.” Karel shrugged.

She watched the massive lion leap for the huge, white wolf. They were not evenly matched at all. While the wolf was huge, the lion was twice his size, easily.

“Trey, stop!”

“Alyx, dear,” Gerri said.

She turned to glare at her boss. “You knew?”

Gerri shrugged. “He’s your Alion. Yours. We can talk about that later. Right now, I think you might want to stop him from killing my next client.”

Great. What the fuck did she look like? The lion whisperer?

The two animals wrangled back and forth, breaking every piece of furniture in their path. Once she saw an opening, she jumped between them and screamed at the top of her lungs. “Stop!”

The lion and the wolf separated, each giving the other space and moving away to keep her between them without allowing her to get hurt.

She turned to face the wolf. “Stay right there, Brecc. I know you’re big and strong, but you and I both know you don’t want to fight. If you did, someone would be bleeding. This is your king. What you did was wrong, but I forgive you, and I’m the one you took from that castle.”

She heard a low growl from behind and turned on her heel to glare at the lion—a lion bigger than her. “That’s right. I forgive them for bringing me here. They didn’t mean any harm. They wanted help.” She glanced at Gerri. “Help we are going to give them, as soon as possible.” She pursed her lips and stared deep into the lion’s golden gaze. “You think you can come here and try to save me and things are going to be perfect? You lied to me.” She glanced down at her hands and then back at the animal. “I appreciate you coming here to help, but as far as we’re concerned, I don’t know who you are.”

* * *

Bella fought with the material one more time before giving up and throwing it across the room. Screw it. She put on a pair of leggings and a tank top. She’d been sitting in her room, unwilling to talk to Alyx, for too long. Someone knocked at the door, and she growled for them to enter.

Gerri walked in with her brows raised high. “I won’t ask if you’re okay. I can tell you’re not.”

“The growl gave it away?” She sat and let her shoulders slump.

“Not just the growl. The anger and disappointment is like a blanket at your door. It hurts me to know you’re not happy right now, Bella.”

She shook her head. “It’s not your fault Alyx turned out to be a liar.”

Gerri nodded and pulled up a chair to sit across from Bella. “You asked me if I knew. Yes, I knew.”

“Why didn’t you say something?”

“I’ll explain something nobody knows about my matchmaking. When Karel called on Alyx’s behalf, the image of you two popped into my head. I knew then that this was the place for you. That somehow, some way, you’d end up with him.”

“So you’re saying I should forgive him?” She didn’t like the idea of just letting go of the fact he lied.

“Oh, no. I’m not saying that at all.” Gerri patted her hands and smiled. “You and Alyx
are
going to be together. You’ll have to go through whatever you go through, but at the end of the day, you are his and he is yours. Nothing will change that.”

That deflated her anger by leaps. No way was she just going to let him slide on the lying. This had to be addressed.

“You’re right. I love him.” She widened her eyes and stared at Gerri in shock. “I love the lying lion.” She giggled at how stupid that sounded.

“It’s going to be fine, Bella.” Gerri’s eyes twinkled with mirth. “Trust your instincts.”

* * *

Bella stormed into the library. Alyx and Karel were in deep discussion with two other men. She folded her arms over her chest and raised a brow.

“We’ll be back later,” Karel said, ushering the others out of the library. “Nice seeing you, Bella.”

She smiled sweetly at him and waited until the door closed before turning her wrath on the lion.

Alyx leaned back on his desk, as if waiting for her to explode.

She took a few steps closer to him and scowled. “Why did you lie?”

She saw him debate with himself before he opened his mouth. “It wasn’t intentional. I didn’t want you to have any preconceived ideas about me being king.”

“But you’d be okay with me having ideas about you being a liar?”

“No!” He stood, closing the distance between them and gliding his fingers through his hair. “I didn’t think it would come this far.”

She blinked and turned to leave. “Okay, then.”

“Bella, wait!” He grabbed her by the arm and turned her back to face him. “That came out wrong.”

She had been so close to walking away, but she loved him. She didn’t want to believe he purposely lied to her, not caring how she’d feel. “Okay. Explain what you mean then.”

“When I told you my name was Trey, I didn’t exactly lie. I was called Trey when I was a kid. My full name is Alyx Treyvaal.”

She nodded. “Alyx. You’re the king. The Alion king.”

“I am. The moment I saw you,” he motioned to the chair she’d been sitting in, “here, I knew you were the woman for me.”

“How? How did you figure it out?” She needed to know so badly that she wasn’t the only one helplessly in love, that her heart wasn’t the only one on the line. That this love at first sight thing was real for him too.

He grabbed her hands and placed them flat on his chest. “Not only did my lion roar for you—something he’s never wanted to do for another woman—but my heart felt full of all these emotions I wasn’t even aware existed. From the very first look, I knew.” He picked up one of her hands and brought her palm to his lips and kissed the center. Her chest felt to near bursting with love. “I love you,
ym Neevk
.”

“What does that mean?” she asked, her heart beating at her throat.

“I love you, my queen.”

She shouldn’t let him get her this fast. This easy. With those three simple, little words, he destroyed her ability to stay angry. She saw it in his eyes. The emotions he’d spoken of, they were the same she had filling her heart with joy just hours after meeting him. She leaned into him, gripped his shirt by the collar, and tugged him. When he was millimeters from her lips, she smiled. “I love you too, my lion king.”

He met her lips with a deep, soulful kiss—one that destroyed her brain cells and made her pussy wet at the drop of a dime, a kiss that turned her into a complete slut for him.

She no longer cared she’d only known him a handful of days. Her heart had spoken.

He slid his hands down to her waist and under the tank top she wore, yanking the material over her head. The bra was gone next. Her nipples fluttered into tight, little buds. Slowly, he kissed his way to her chest, sucking one of her tits into his mouth. Her pussy slickened with need. A low groan sounded from him.

“Alyx,” she moaned. “I love when you do that.”

Another rumble sounded on her tit. This time, it sent sparks to her clit. Her skin felt tight and hot. He tugged on her pants, pulling them past her hips until they fluttered to the floor, along with her panties.

The world shifted, and he had her on his desk, pushing her legs apart. He stared at her—from her hard nipples, down her belly, to her wide spread pussy lips aching for his touch.

“You,” he inhaled deeply, “are fucking sexy.” He ran his fingers down her jaw to cup her breast and flick his thumb over her nipple. He moved his other hand between her legs, fondling her clit and making her whimper. “Feel that, Bella? Feel how slick and wet you are? Know what makes you this way? Wanting me to fuck you.”

Lord, yes. She really did want him to fuck her. “Alyx, yes.”

He slid a finger into her pussy and her muscles gripped tightly. “That’s what I want. Your slick tightness around my dick. You want it. Me, balls deep in you.” He grunted and pinched her nipple. “Feel it, beautiful. That little tremble your legs are doing is going to be uncontrollable soon.” He moaned. “I’ll take you. Fuck you. Eat your pussy like it’s my last meal and then, then I’m going to fill you with my cum and get you pregnant.”

She clawed at his shirt, wanting the thin but obstructive material gone. He stopped fingering her pussy and took his shirt off.

“Thank you.” She sighed.

He met her gaze, his eyes golden and feral with his own lust. “Anything for you.”

A whimper left her lips as she watched his muscled body lower to bring his face between her thighs. He pulled a chair behind him and sat, placing each of her feet on the arm rests at his sides.

The movement allowed her to scoot forward, leaving her ass barely on the desk, pushing her knees wider. She ran her nails into his hair and got flutters in her belly when he started kissing his way up her inner thigh.

“You’re not just beautiful,” he said between kisses, “your scent, that unique perfume that is you, it drives me wild.”

She took a sharp breath. He was getting closer to her pussy. “Alyx...”

“You’re so pink,” he groaned. “So wet and ready for me to fuck.”

Good god, she was. More than ready. Ready enough to shove his face in her pussy and not let him up for air. “Yes.”

TWENTY-ONE

He breathed over her clit and glanced at her. “I’ve never wanted to watch my dick go in and out of a pussy as badly as I do now. Yours.” He took a feather-light swipe of her clit with his tongue, enough to get her to lift her ass off the desk, ready to bring her sex to his lips.

“To listen to you moan. To feel your pussy grip my cock.” He placed a kiss on her mound. “To come inside you and fill you with my cum. Ah, baby. I want you full with my offspring. I want you full of me.” He rubbed a finger around her entrance, driving her mindless with need. “I’ve never wanted anything so much, Bella. Never have I wanted a woman like I want you.” He sucked in a breath.

“Your pussy’s begging me to fuck it. Begging me to slide deep and make you mine. Asking me with each grip to pound you so hard, you’re left incapable of walking. Incapable of talking. Unable to fucking breathe.”

She choked on the air struggling into her lungs. “Do it.” She bit her lips and gripped his hair tightly. “I want your tongue inside me. I want you to make me scream. Make me come. Please, Alyx.”

She hadn’t finished saying his name when he dropped his head farther and did a long, slow lick from ass to clit.

Her back arched, and her belly quivered from the lightning bolts rushing through her. He licked at her folds, groaning and rumbling. Her grip on his hair didn’t loosen. Her legs trembled. Need grew in her core, twining the rope of tension that would bring her release. Another swipe of his tongue and she saw stars. Unlike human tongues, his felt bumpy, and when he slid it into her channel, it seemed to grow thicker and longer. He lapped at her pussy, growling and snarling with every drive of his tongue into her.

“Oh, god. Oh. My. Fucking. God!”

His arms curled around her legs, holding her shaky thighs open and keeping her from squeezing them closed on his head. She pulled his head closer to her sex. His tongue in her was like having a vibrator fucking her. His nose pressed on her clit, rubbing it side to side and pushing her just over the edge she was desperate to leap from.

A loud scream sounded in the room. It took her a second to realize it came from her. It was only with Alyx she’d ever been a screamer. Pleasure swept through her, cooling the aching heat and taming the desperate yearning to have him inside. For a second.

Her legs shook hard. When he let go of them, she worried she’d be unable to stand. He stood, his face wet with her orgasm. He licked his lips, and the lust riding her took control again. She scraped her nails on his arms, pulling him close for a kiss. He gave it. Hard. Fast. Then he pulled her off the desk and had her turn around to drape her upper body over it.

He caressed her back down to her ass and growled. “You have a beautiful ass.”

She glanced over her shoulder, watching him lick his lips again and stare at her cheeks like they were a meal. “You have a beautiful cock. We’re even.”

The look of pure appreciation on his face grew. His hand came down with a stinging bite. She gasped, her eyes widening at what he’d done.

“I’ve been wanting to do that since the first time I saw you.”

She opened her mouth to tell him she didn’t appreciate him slapping her ass, but he pressed his erection between her cheeks, and she forgot all about it. Her mind focused on wanting him to fuck her.

“Alyx, god,” she mumbled.

He leaned forward, pressing his dick harder on her ass and grabbing clumps of her hair to tug her head back. He kissed her shoulder and whispered by her ear, “I’m no god. But I’ll fuck you hard enough that you’ll think you’re seeing him.”

Her pussy throbbed. “Yes, yes.”

She couldn’t see straight, much less remember how to breathe. Another stinging bite came down on the same ass cheek as he thrust his cock into the seam of her ass.

“I want inside you.” The words were low, rough, and almost unintelligible.

Thank fuck! She was ready to get on her knees and beg. He pulled away, and she felt the material of his pants sliding down the back of her legs. Then he grabbed her hips and hauled her rear, pressing the head of his dick into her entrance. She was soaking wet and more turned on than from using her vibrators twice in a row.

With a single-minded thrust, he plunged deeply into her, stretching her pussy muscles to the limit.

“
Yesss
,” she hissed.

She leaned harder on the desk, scraping her nails on the surface and looking for something to cling to. He yanked on her hair, tugging her head towards him, and placed kisses on her slick spine. “Do you know how fucking hot it is that your pussy is clamping tightly around my dick?”

She blinked at the haze clouding her vision. “Tell me.”

“Every time,” he grunted, pulling out and driving forth. “I slide into your wet little cunt,” he bit on her shoulder and thrust hard, making her get on her tiptoes. “My dick wants to come.” He dug his hand into her hip and fucked her with increasing speed. “I want to feel that hot, wet suction your pussy does when you come.” He rubbed his beard on the side of her neck. “Tell me to fuck you harder. Tell me.”

She glanced over her shoulder, looking for his lips. A deep dive and his face came close to brush his lips with hers. She panted for air. “Fuck me. Harder. Rougher. However you want. Wherever you want.” She licked her lips and glanced at his mouth then at his deep, shifting eyes. “I’m yours.”

Those two words had an effect she didn’t expect. He roared and let go of her hair. Both his hands squeezed her hips as he plunged fast into her; she slid back and forth on the desk thanks to the perspiration all over her chest.

She gasped, unable to say anything. He thrust in and out of her in quick, harsh slides. Her pussy grasped at his shaft. She felt her channel clench tightly around him as her orgasm flowed through her.

“Alyx, Alyx,” she whimpered.

Multiple explosions rocked her core. Bolts of fire raced down her spine and centered on her clit. Her pussy gripped him so hard it became painful. Her channel contracted like never before, then it cooled. Tides of pleasure cascaded over her burning muscles, leaving her feeling lax and weightless.

Alyx roared louder than she’d ever thought possible. His nails dug into her hips. He plunged once, twice, and stopped, biting on the back of her shoulder. A scream tore through her. Her shoulder felt aflame. He scraped his nails from the front to the back of her hips, adding to the combination of pleasure and pain she experienced.

His cock thickened inside her, spilling his semen and filling her with his heat. The longer he came, the more he continued to roar. For some sick reason, she loved that his lion had made itself known. It was official; she had issues.

She gasped for air, grateful she lay over his desk or she’d have slid to the floor.

“Bella,” he said hesitantly.

“Hmm?” she mumbled, glancing over her shoulder at his worried expression.

“I scratched you.”

She nodded. “I know. You’re not really housebroken, are you? Mean little cat.”

His wide smile filled her heart with love. “No. I’m not, but it was necessary I scratch you.”

She sighed, still unwilling to move. “Some mating ritual, I take it?”

“Yes.”

He slowly slid out of her body, leaving her feeling empty and wanting him back inside. He helped her stand and proceeded to pick her up when her legs wobbled.

“Alyx,” she glanced at the pile of clothes on the floor, “we’re naked.”

He laughed and walked around his desk to press a button. The back wall of his library slid behind a panel, revealing the room next to the library, which appeared to be his bedroom. “No need to worry about being naked in front of anyone.”

He laid her on his golden sheets and climbed next to her, pulling her against his side. “Your curves are for my eyes only.”

“I can live with that,” she said and yawned. “I’m so...so...” She sneezed. “I’m so getting a cold.”

He glanced at her, his brows dipping in a frown. “A cold?”

She sniffled. “Must be. I thought it was allergies, but I’m not sure anymore.”

She sighed, her eyes watery with another sneeze shaking her. Alyx covered them with a blanket, and she snuggled into his side. She needed to get her allergy meds. Later. After a nap.