Her Purrfect Match (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) (Paranormal Dating Agency Book 3) (5 page)

“Yes,” she moaned. “Fuck me hard.”

Loud grunts and hard breathing filled the room along with the sounds of skin-slapping. She’d couldn’t think of a time where she’d ever been so turned on by it. She pushed on her side, pressing an elbow into the mattress and turned them so he could be on the bed and she on top.

He broke their kiss, grabbed her by the waist and pushed her to a sitting position.

“Feel like riding, do you?”

They were still connected. He was fully embedded deep inside her. She couldn’t believe how fucking sexy it was to look down at him while sitting on his cock.

She licked her lips and rocked. The new position hit somewhere sensitive in her pussy. She groaned, dropped her arms to his chest and rocked. Again, her body got the flutters of an impending orgasm so fast it left her breathless.

“Ah, baby,” Gray groaned. “You need to keep moving or you’ll find yourself flat on your back again. And next time I won’t stop until your pussy’s dripping with my cum.”

“Gray,” she moaned. “You feel good inside me.”

She leaned down and licked his lips. Where was this sudden urge to be bold coming from? She didn’t know but right then she didn’t give a shit. She liked watching desire tighten his features.

“I think you feel better sucking my cock with your pussy.” His hands slid up to her tits and he squeezed them, thumbing her nipples back and forth. “That’s it baby,” he said, his voice rough with need. “Ride me. Slide on my dick. Enfold my cock with your silkiness.”

Christ. She’d only been on him for all of a minute and his words pushed her closer to orgasm faster than any of her vibrators.

She rolled her hips, gasping and whimpering at how good it felt to have him hot and stiff stroking her insides.

“Ride me harder,” he breathed, tugging her head down to kiss her.

He sucked on her bottom lip, nibbling and swiping his tongue in and out of her mouth in a dirty and sensual mating ritual.

He curled a hand around her neck, grasping her long hair and pulling her closer to him, while he slid his other hand between her legs and played with her clit.

He continued biting and sucking her lips and jaw. Her stomach flipped with the intense look of desire he gave her.

“Your pussy rocking on my dick feels fucking amazing.” He gripped her hair tighter, lifting his head to spread kisses up to her ear. “But your ass, that tight little hole driving me crazy, is just waiting for me to fuck it.” He licked her lobe and a shudder raced down her spine.

“God, yes!”

“I’m going to drive deep in your ass,” he said, his breaths heavy. He fondled her clit, flicking his thumb on her hard little nub. “I can’t wait. First I’m going to lick all around that little asshole.” He groaned and swiped his tongue on her cheek. “Then, I’ll flick my tongue over your entrance like I’m doing now with my finger.”

Her movements grew shaky with the tension growing inside her. “Please...”

“Please what? Please shove my cock so far up your ass you won’t be able to do anything but take it? Please fill your tight little ass with my cum until it comes sliding out of your hole? Or please rub harder on your clit?” he said, pressing a kiss to her dry lips. “Which is it?”

“Make me come. I can’t—”

“You can,” he urged, moving the hand on her hair to her waist and lifting his hips off the bed to meet her downward slides with an upward thrust. “You’re going to come for me, beautiful. My dick can’t wait to feel your pussy walls quivering when you do.”

She gasped, locking her gaze with his. A silent communication happened then. Air fought its way in and out of her lungs in a rush. She was so close. Digging her nails into his abs, she increased the speed of her rocking. At the same time, he flicked harder on her clit. Then everything ceased and a blast of color flashed before her eyes. Her body tensed and then let go. Tension unraveled in a rush. Pleasure filled her, seeping down to the bone.

A scream tore from her throat, leaving her gasping for air.

He moved his hands a little lower, down to her hips, his fingers biting deep into her flesh. Gray lifted and dropped her, prolonging the orgasm she experienced. He threw his head back, the veins on his neck popping with exertion.

A loud roar sounded from him and then he was driving his cock so far into her she was left speechless. His body vibrated under her. He pulsed inside her, filling her with his cum.

“That’s it,” he muttered, rocking into her. “You’re so fucking sexy, Alyssa. Your pussy keeps sucking my cock.”

She could still feel her insides quivering from her orgasm. She shivered as the last of his cum filled her. She inhaled and let it out in a quick breath. “Wow.”

“Next time I’ll make it even better.” He pulled her head down for a quick kiss. Heat emanated from him in waves.

She sighed, and leaned down to lay on him, snuggling into the curve of his neck. “You do that and I’ll end up dead.”

“You won’t die from great sex.”

“We don’t know that. I’ve never had sex this good,” she admitted. Why lie when it would only make her look ridiculous.

She listened to his heart beating harsh against her ear. They were both sticky and sweaty. She could think of nothing better to do but lay there.

“There are things we need to discuss,” he said after a moment of silence.

Great. The morning after talk and it wasn’t even the morning after.

“Like?” She tried to keep her voice light, but she hadn’t come this far to have sex and leave. The whole point of the PDA was to match her up with the right man. Sexually, Gray was perfect for her. In every other aspect? She had no frickin’ clue.

They’d spent all of a few hours together before she let her hormones do their own version of Girls Gone Wild. They hadn’t used protection and she didn’t care. In fact, she sort of wished something bigger would develop between them. Trust her body to decide that the first man she meets who has some potential is now to be the father of her future offspring. If only he knew where her thoughts had gone he’d jump off that bed so quickly she’d never see it happen.

“We didn’t use anything to stop conception,” he said.

Ahhh. The baby conversation. “I want to tell you not to worry, but the truth is I am not on birth control and I haven’t been with anyone in a while so there’s been no reason to use any.” She lifted her head and met his gaze. “This took me by surprise.”

He pressed her head back on his chest and caressed her hair. “Me too. I’ve never reacted so quickly to any female.”

She shouldn’t be happy he said that, but she was. He wanted her and he’d lost control over her. Her. Alyssa Moran, dowdy law office assistant with too many curves to count. The feminine side of her squealed and high-fived itself. The rational side of her tried to tell her this was just the beginning. To not get her hopes up.

Too late.

“What do we do?”

SIX

Gray listened to Alyssa’s question unsure what to say. He didn’t want to scare her by saying ‘I hope you’re pregnant so I can kick the nonsense about losing my pride in the ass’. “We’ll wait. It could be nothing.”

She sighed, her body losing some of the tension she’d gotten when he said they had to talk.

“Are you ever going to tell me what those guys were talking about? You needing a mate and your pride and all that?”

Great. That was exactly what he didn’t want to talk about. “What do you want to know?”

Sliding his fingers through her hair, he was able to keep the tiger calm. He had to open up to her or things between them would never work. Opening up to anyone was not something he was familiar with. It was something he never did.

“Tell me what that means. The things they said.”

He sighed and thought back to his father. He’d warned him that his reluctance to find a mate and bear cubs would be his downfall. The previous pride leader of Green Edge had been old and wise. Too bad Gray had decided to ignore his suggestions and continue things the way he wanted.

“My tiger pride has a hierarchy. I am the pride leader,” he said, reminding himself that he never allowed anyone to bully him into making any decision. He was his own man and he’d be damned if he mated anyone just to keep his pride. He’d fight for it, but he wouldn’t do that to Alyssa. He wanted her for purely selfish reasons. He wanted her for himself.

“So you’re the leader, then you’re fine, right?” There was a hint of worry in her voice.

He hugged her closer, enjoying her naked curves laying on him. The breeze drifting through the windows helped cool their heated bodies. “More or less. They’re pressuring me to mate.”

She was quiet for a moment. “What do you mean mate? I haven’t gotten all the terminology down of your kind. Doesn’t that mean like marriage?”

He pressed a kiss to the top of her head and caught himself. When had he ever done that before? Never. But already he acted as though she were his mate. As though there was nothing between them but time to develop the relationship.

“Yes. Something like that. If I don’t produce cubs soon, I will be seen as weak and unable to lead the pride. Some of the females offered to bear my cubs, but I don’t like being pressured into anything.”

She jerked in his arms, her head rising quickly and her wide gaze meeting his with open shock. “They offered to just have your babies? Just like that? No commitment expected?”

She sat up, grabbing the sheet dangling from the foot of the bed and wrapping her naked body with it. He disliked the lack of view of her curves and disliked even more that she’d moved away. He didn’t think, just acted. Grabbing hold of the sheet, he tugged her back on the bed next to him. He unraveled the material until she was once again flush against him with the sheet covering both of them.

“So?” She leaned her head on his arm and stared expectantly at him. “They just offered to have your babies no questions asked?”

He sighed. “That’s the way of the pride. Many leaders have cubs with as many females as they want. It ensures that they’ll have multiple future leaders.”

Her lips pressed into a tight line. “I’ve never heard of women doing that.”

“Like I said, it’s the way of prides. Only I didn’t want to be forced into mating or having cubs to keep being leader. I was born to lead. I’ll fight to keep my place.”

She gasped, her eyes filled with horror. “Would it really go to that? Fighting?”

He nodded, not willing to lie to her. “Yes. It will. It’s only a matter of time.”

Her tense muscles and the fear drifting from her body told him it was time to change the subject. “What about you? Why did you choose to use a Paranormal Dating Agency to find someone?”

“Well, I’ve dated every jerk known to man and I figured ‘why not date every jerk known to the paranormal too’?” She laughed. “Not really. I’d heard great things about Mrs. Wilder. She’s a very hands on type of matchmaker and she does great from what Tally, my coworker, said.”

“You’ve been in other relationships before. What happened?” He felt her loosen up. He knew she’d soon be asleep, but he still wanted to hear more about her life. Plus, he loved listening to her speak. She had a huskiness to her tone that made his cock jerk.

She yawned and ran her nails up and down his chest. It was an innocent move but the intimacy of it hit him hard in the gut. This felt right. She felt right.

“I tend to give too many chances. Even when I know I shouldn’t. I have a hard time breaking it off with men. I guess they take my kindness for weakness and decide to cling to me however long they can.”

He picked up a long curl and stared at the multiple shades of brown in her hair. “So what do you want now?”

She yawned again, her hand stopping to lay on his chest. “Love. I want to be loved.”

He didn’t ask any further questions and lay there, listening to her sleep. She wanted love. He didn’t believe in it. How could they ever make it work?

For much of his life, his parents had been cold people, dedicated to the pride. His father had instilled in him the need to protect and care for the pride. His family had stopped living when his younger brother had been killed. The death had sparked a divide in the pride. Someone had known the leader would pass his rule to one of his children and they’d tried to get rid of them. No attempts had been made on Gray, but his brother didn’t have the same luck. The younger tiger had been cocky and believed he could do whatever he wanted without consequences. Then one day he was found dead.

Gray, already a loner at the time, grew even more antisocial. The females in the pride had tried getting his attention, but he’d focused on the overall care of business and command.

Once his father had gone, Gray had fought others for the prime leader position. Just because he was his father’s son didn’t mean it was automatic in his world. But he’d destroyed his opponents and now had to try and figure out how to keep his pride.

Frustration reared its ugly head. He hated being put in a position to fight for what he’d already obtained. The pride was his.

* * *

Gray stood in his kitchen in a pair of boxers, fixing dinner for Alyssa. She’d wake up soon and he knew she’d be starved. Hell, he was. Someone knocked at the back door before it swung open.

Stripes walked in. He glanced around and then headed straight for the refrigerator. “I see you’re still alive.”

Gray shook his head. His guard was as much a talker as he was. “I am.”

“Did you talk to her about mating? Giving you some cubs and maybe getting some of these assholes off our backs?” Stripes asked, holding a can of soda in his hand and popping it open with the flick of a finger.

He shook his head, closed the lids on the food he’d prepared and moved around to make some coffee. “No. I won’t put that kind of pressure on her. She didn’t come here for that.”

Stripes groaned, sat down at the dining table and glared at him. “Why do you think I signed you up for the whole matchmaking site? It’s not for your good looks and personality.”

Gray’s lips quirked. Stripes was a hard-ass, but he knew firsthand that his best guard would not put a human in the line of fire, especially not Gray’s mate. “I think Alyssa would disagree with you. I have amazing skills. She just screamed it to the world about an hour ago.”

Stripes held the can by his lips and shook his head. “Thanks. I really needed that. It’s not enough my sister is ready to drop her pants like you’re a sexpert or something. Now I have to hear about your success with someone you met only a few hours ago?”

Hearing Stripes say it like that didn’t sit well with him. He had met Alyssa about six hours back, but there was something there. She was his mate. They had a connection. “She’s not just someone. She’s mine.”

Stripes sighed. “Yeah, okay. I get it. So what will we do?”

His mind had gone distant, thinking about Alyssa naked in his bed. “About?”

“Lucas, Eli and others trying to push you out.”

There was not much to do. He could wait it out and prepare for an attack, or he could do what was usually done and find himself someone to bear him some cubs. Ideally his mate. Rage heated his blood to boiling. “We’ll wait. If they want to fight, they’ll get a fight.”

Stripes stood, dropped the empty soda can in the recycling bin and stopped at the kitchen door. He turned to glance at Gray. “I’m glad my signing you up for the PDA got your mate.”

Gray folded his arms over his chest. “I’m glad too. I don’t like the idea of her being around here but I don’t want her far either.” He clenched his teeth, biting back the urge to roar. “Keeping her near is the best way to protect her. Eli and Lucas got a good look at her. They know.”

Stripes frowned. “Do you need someone on hand to help guard her?”

Gray thought about it but decided against it. She was his. His responsibility. If she needed guarding then he’d watch over her. What kind of mate would he be to push her off on someone else? Her. The most precious person in his life.

“We’re fine.”

Stripes nodded and walked out the door. Gray managed to stand there for a few minutes, wondering how to explain to Alyssa that he didn’t want her to ever leave his side without sounding like a maniac.

Soft footsteps sounded coming down the stairs. He knew she’d woken. He waited for her to enter the kitchen. When she did, she took his breath away. She’d put on one of his T-shirts in lieu of her clothes. The shirt landed mid-thigh, showing off her flesh. Her nipples were clearly delineated through the soft cotton material. He couldn’t have picked a better outfit for her himself. There was just one thing he needed to know.

“What do you have on under the shirt?”

She smiled, a sexy little grin that did all kinds of things to his heart. “Nothing.”