The Alion King: BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance (Paranormal Dating Agency Book 6) (7 page)

FOURTEEN

Alyx fought down the beast inside him like never before. Every second he spent next to Bella was another second his animal wanted to mate her, to stamp his mark on her and show everyone she was his.

As they neared the falls, he couldn’t help but think of his parents. They’d left the castle to live hours away in the Untamed Forest. Reserved for those seeking solace, the Untamed Forest wasn’t inhabited by the realm.

When his parents stepped down from the throne, he’d taken control, but he still visited with them regularly. He’d have to visit once he and Bella mated. He knew it wouldn’t be long before she gave him a child.

He scented her breeding cycle approaching. Once she was with his offspring, he wouldn’t have her traveling the rough terrain of the Untamed Forest.

They approached the rock covering the view to the falls. He guided her around the boulder, and she gasped.

“Oh, wow.”

He loved the way her face lit up full of wonder. His chest compressed when she gave him a soft, happy grin.

“Do you like it?”

“It’s... It’s amazing,” she whispered, nodding slowly.

He glanced at the falls, looking at them through Bella’s eyes. Three cascades of sparkling blue water fell in steps into a pool no more than twenty feet away. Masses of flowers and birds surrounded the falls in a picture-perfect image.

“Is the water cold?”

“No. That’s the thing about these falls. They’re naturally heated. Not like your hot springs, but the water itself heats up as it falls into the pool.”

She slipped out of her flip-flops and picked up the bottom of her dress, showing off red-tipped toenails. “I have to put my feet in.”

He helped her sit on top of a flat rock where she could soak her feet in the pool. She glanced up at him with an impish smile. “Come, sit.”

He hadn’t expected this. Sitting by the falls with Bella was more than nice. It felt right.

“Here,” she said, making a come-hither motion with her hands. “Let me help you get those boots off.”

He frowned. “Why?”

She laughed. “You should see your face. Don’t you ever soak your feet?”

No. He’d never had time to soak in the pool and sit around with anyone before, not unless he was in his lion’s body. His skin was usually the body busy running a planet and keeping different tribes from going to war.

“I can do it,” he said, slipping out of the shoes that adjusted to his feet. He moved closer to Bella, sliding his toes in the warm water and sighing.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” she said, leaning her head into his chest.

Good? It was perfect. To have Bella in his arms and know she was the woman he wanted was better than any other feeling he’d ever experienced in his life. “I know it’s soon, but how are you liking this place?”

She lifted her head and met his gaze. “It’s beautiful. I bet my best friend, Charlotte, would love it.”

“Are you very close to your friends? Family?” He worried now that he hadn’t taken into consideration the fact she’d have to leave it all behind to be with him. Everything she knew would be reduced to a few trips throughout her life as queen.

“I’m super close to Charlotte and my cousins, Tally and Nita. But Tally is mated to wolves, and Nita to a bear, so I don’t see them as often. Plus, Nita is having a baby, so she’s tired and stuff.” She sighed and started drawing circles on his palm with her finger. “I miss them, but they have their own lives. I still have Charlotte. She’s my best friend.”

“People are nice here,” he said in a pathetic attempt to make his world sound more to her liking.

She gave a dry laugh. “Yeah. Okay. One out of the four people I’ve met so far is a bitch. Can I tell you the odds of that happening are just like Earth?”

“Who was a bitch?” He was so glad there was a full library on Earth customs and dialogue, or he’d never gotten the term. Who was she referring to?

“It doesn’t matter.” She raised a hand to his neck and curled her hand around his head, gripping his hair and pulling his face to hers. Far be it from him to reject a kiss from his mate. He’d been dying to taste her again.

She swept her tongue over his lips and drove it into his mouth with an enthusiasm he found sexy as hell. She wanted him. That alone woke the lion and sent a deep rumble through him.

She pulled back from their kiss, panting. Her eyes were hazy with need. “That’s really sexy.”

“What?” he asked, his mind focused on her, her curves, and the way she moaned.

“That growling thing you do.” She licked her lips, and her pupils dilated farther. The scent of her desire thickened around them. “It makes me wet.”

He leaned into her, pressing their lips together and in the process, laying her flat on a bed of thick grass. This kiss wasn’t like the sweet one she’d given him. This was his lion trying to take control. He kissed her hard, plunging his tongue into her mouth and owning her. He took. And she gave. She gave and met his ravaging kiss with her own hunger.

His control all but snapped when she spread her legs to cushion his body with her own. The scent of her need turned him harder than he thought possible. Stinging bites raced down his arms from her raking her nails from his shoulders to his forearms.

FIFTEEN

Bella’s breaths pounded in her ears. Something changed in the kiss. It went from soft to aggressive and possessive in a single tongue slide. Need flooded her system with a new kind of desperation—a basic urge for more of him. All of him. Her pussy throbbed. She felt hot, wet; she was aching for him to fill her.

He pulled from her lips, giving her a chance to gulp air. There was no stopping, though. He glided down, kissing and licking long slides down her neck. Warm wind skated up her thigh as he caressed her leg, pushing the material of her dress up to her hips. The move did nothing to relieve the need she felt for him. It only turned up the fire flaming in her veins.

She gripped his hair between her fingers, holding on to him while he licked her chest. His hair was soft, thick, and a color that fascinated her. She opened her eyes and glanced at him. He’d been watching her.

The hand he had up her leg curled around the flimsy bikini she’d found in her drawer and yanked. It tore with a hiss. She gulped, feeling his fingers part her pussy lips and press at her clit.

“Oh…god!” she moaned brokenly.

He didn’t stop; he flicked circles on the tiny, aching nerve bundle with the speed of one of her sex toys. She gasped at his touch. He bit down on the tube-top dress, peeling it back with his teeth and letting her tits out of the binding.

She arched her back, pushing her breast into his mouth, hoping for that suckling he did that sent electricity careening straight to her clit. He sucked her nipple hard, biting and growling and doing things with his tongue she’d never thought a man could.

The fingers on her clit massaged and then dipped into her sex—in and out, slowly at first and then faster. Her muscles started to burn as she tensed, expecting the wave from her release.

It didn’t take long. He rubbed a wet thumb on her clit and sucked harder on her tit, rumbling against her nipple.

“Oh, god. Yes!”

Vibrations shot through her body, pushing her over the edge. Her pussy clamped around his fingers, gripping and sucking with the contractions from her orgasm. Waves of warm bliss washed over her.

He released her breast with a pop and met her gaze. His face was a mask of harsh lines. It turned her on even more. She pushed him onto his back, straddled him, and smiled at his confused expression.

“I haven’t gotten my mouth on your pussy,” he said. “That was my next step. I want you coming on my mouth. I want to feel your sex grasp at my tongue and suck on it like it’ll do my cock.” He licked his lips. “I want you wetting my face with how hard you come.”

A warm tingle raced to her pussy. “You can eat my pussy later. It’s my turn to play with the lion.”

He shook his head. “Bella—”

“Shhh.” She grinned, running her hands down his chest. “I like touching you. You’re so big. That makes me feel so small.”

His eyes fired into the gold she loved, the animalistic one. “You are small. Small and beautiful.”

She shoved his shirt up. “Yeah, yeah. Now help me get this thing off.”

He laughed and yanked the shirt off in a single tug. Watching his muscles contract wherever she touched made her already-aching pussy grasp at nothing.

“You like it when I touch you?” she asked, knowing full well he did. If the way he clenched his teeth didn’t tell her, the way he breathed harshly with each touch did.

“Yes. Touch me more.”

She leaned over him, while he watched everything she did. Her first instinct was to run her nose over his neck. Something about his scent drove her crazy. It was this place. It had to be. How could she love that so much? She’d never noticed scent on a man before, not like this—a primal need to rub herself all over him.

She moaned and moved down, licking a circle around his nipple. He gripped her hips, rocking her over his erection. She bit down on his nipple unwittingly. The low growl he let out sounded like he was close to losing control.

Licking her way down his abs, she nibbled on his belly button, surprised that he had one but at the same time not. From what Gerri said, shifters from this planet were older than humans. Earthlings were descendants of the mating of Aurorans and humans. That would explain why humans looked like them. The shifters from this planet had inhabited Earth. They mated humans to create a descendant.

His body tensed the farther she went. When she got to his pants, she was glad to see a single button holding them up. She yanked on it and pulled. His cock sprang free from the pants, leaving her staring at its massive size.

“I guess everything is proportionate on you,” she mumbled. “Good thing.”

He chuckled and looked from his dick to her face. “You look scared and excited.”

She grinned, glancing back at his cock. “I’m excited, all right.”

Tentatively, she raised a hand and caressed his long, thick length. She’d never take it all. No way in hell—not without that wine that helped her relax. In fact, the longer she looked at it, the more it cramped her oral plans. But he was too damn sexy to not get a taste. She wanted all of him. Maybe not all in her mouth…she didn’t want a broken jaw on another planet, but she definitely wanted to give him pleasure.

“Are you okay?” he asked. “You don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”

She didn’t bother replying. She leaned down and swiped her tongue around the head of his cock. He was so smooth. So soft. Like velvet, but hard as steel.

“Ah, Bella,” he groaned. “Your mouth is so soft and wet.”

SIXTEEN

She smiled and curled her fingers around his cock, pumping him from root to tip. At the same time, she let her saliva slide down the head of his dick to give her something to lubricate with. She sucked him between her lips, opening as much as she could, letting him slide to the back of her mouth until her gag reflex kicked in.

“Fucking hell!” he rumbled. “My cock deep in your mouth is one of the sexiest things I’ve seen.”

She did it again. Her oral muscles contracted around his cock, sucking him hard. His hips jerked, pushing him farther down her throat. She took her hand off his cock and bobbed her head over him. He pushed her hair out of her face, clearing the view so he could watch her suck him off. Wrapping her hair around his hand, he gripped the long curls and grunted.

“This,
ym Neevk
. Your lips are magic.”

She raked her nails over his contracting abs. The sound of him sucking a hard breath had her pussy slick again.

Suddenly, he yanked on her hair, pulling her off his cock and lifting to a sitting position. “Come here.”

She grinned, the fear over his size gone when she saw the desire in his eyes. She straddled him, giving him the chance to help her kneel at the right spot. He pushed the skirt up and behind her. The soft material did something she wasn’t expecting; it pulled back and scrunched up around her waist, leaving them able to see her bare pussy.

He grabbed his cock at the root, guiding it to her entrance.

She saw the concern in his eyes fighting his desire. She didn’t want that. Fear had no place here. She curled her arms around his neck and kissed him. She bit his lip to draw him quickly into the kiss. The sound of his groan and his hands moving to grab her ass were her indication he’d forgotten about his concern. Lust superseded everything at that point.

Instead of taking it slow and easy, she knew she was wet enough to take him—if not fully then at least most of the way. She lowered into a sitting position, impaling herself with his cock.

She yanked away from the kiss, moaning at the sensations coursing through her body. Waves of heat set her blood on fire.

“Trey, Trey, Trey...”

“Fuck, Bella. I was right. You feel perfect around me,” he groaned.

Being on top allowed her to go down as far as she could to handle his size. A huge cock was kind of hard to get used to, especially since her biggest vibe looked puny next to his dick. Her pussy muscles stretched taut, but she was so turned on it took seconds before she loosened up, allowing her to move.

He gripped handfuls of her ass and rocked her on his cock. She dug her nails into his arms and wiggled her hips, taking him even deeper.

“That’s it, love. Squeeze my cock with your sleek heat,” he rumbled.

She rocked back and forth on him, loving the way he rubbed her insides, touching parts of her no one has ever touched before. Her pussy muscles clamped tight around his cock.

“Oh, oh, god,
yesss,
” she mumbled. Tension wound fast in her core, seizing her ability to move. He continued rocking her, gliding her up and down his dick. She let her head fall back, her eyes closed tightly, and fireworks sparked behind her lids.

He licked the area where her pulse beat erratically at the base of her throat. “Let go.”

She was so close, so damn close to going over the edge. He took her breast into his mouth, suckling hard on her nipple. Her body unraveled at light speed. She gasped, pressing her pussy down to take him deeper. She dug her nails hard in his shoulders, clinging to him for dear life. Waves of pleasure fell through her; it was like a fresh glass of water on a hot day. She screamed at how hard her pussy contracted around his cock. Pleasure and pain mixed together, leaving her breathless and shaking.

He let go of her breast and tensed, gripping her ass hard. A deafening roar sounded from his chest, shaking them both in the process. He continued to lift and drop her hard on his cock, until he suddenly stopped. His cock pulsed in her pussy, thick, hot and hard. Jets of his hot semen filled her channel with his seed. The longer he roared, the more he came.

For long moments, his cock continued coming inside her. Finally he stopped. She had never felt as exhausted, out of breath, and relaxed as she did at that moment. They both breathed hard, sucking gulps of air into their lungs.

He cupped her face and kissed her: a kiss full of tenderness and passion. The emotions she’d been trying to ignore flooded her heart anew. He slid his hands up and down her back, pressing her into him as he leaned back on the grass so she’d lay atop him.

This was the kind of sex she’d only dreamt of—a man who wanted her body so completely he lost control for her. That was all good, but it was the way he kissed her, so tender and loving, the way he stroked her body like she was a goddess, that shoved a lump into her throat.

Here was a man who didn’t know her past or her bad habits and didn’t seem to care. The connection between them almost felt like it had a life of its own. She was drawn to him so fully, she could spend all day in his arms and be happy. This was so dangerous.