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Authors: Celia Kyle

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BOOK: Roaring for Him (BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance) (Wicked in Wilder Book 1)
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And she would feel a lot of pleasure.

Mitchell grasped her wrist, holding tightly as he led her toward the water’s edge. The liquid gently lapped at their feet, the coolness doing nothing to extinguish his need. If anything, his dick hardened further with the knowledge that he’d have her, sink into her, soon.

Tilly was beside him the whole way, padding into the water. When they reached the small pool, he pulled her toward the low, natural rock shelf that occupied the back of the area. Water gently swirled around them, but the current didn’t pull and tug at their bodies.

“C’mere, baby.” He lowered himself onto a submerged ledge and tugged her closer.

She readily came into his arms and he encouraged her to rest her knees until she straddled his hips. His cock brushed her hidden folds, nestling against her heated slit and he moaned with the touch. “Damn, Tills.”

His mate whimpered and rocked, sending a bolt of pleasure jerking through him and he grasped her hips. The move drew a moan from her and she grinded against him in response, teasing his dick further.

“Fuck, Tilly. Baby.”

Her talented hands stroked his shoulders, claw-tipped fingers lightly scraping his skin and he reveled in the hint of pain. His wolf appreciated the sting as well, enjoying the fact that her lioness was close to the surface. He wanted the cat out, wanted her fangs to descend so she could mark him once more. Fuck yeah, his cock pulsed with the thought. He wanted them to share blood. This wouldn’t be a one-sided claiming.

This time it was his mate who took what she desired, her lips slamming down on his, her tongue sliding into his mouth, and her teeth nipping him with each searching caress. She rocked her hips against him, her slick heat scorching him with each glide. He met her movements, tightening and sliding his cock along her wet slit. Heaven was so close, but he refused to rush her. Not when this foreplay was so delicious.

He shifted his hold to her ass, squeezing the cheeks as his fingertips neared her crack. Damn, how hot and tight would her ass be? How deep could he go? His cock somehow hardened further with the need to claim her there as well.

Later. He hadn’t thought to bring lube with him. Tonight in their bed, though? He’d convince his mate he could make her scream. He ghosted a finger over that hidden pucker and her breath caught, her body freezing in place.

“Like that, Tilly? Have you ever had a hard cock in that tight hole?”

She mewled and trembled.

“I bet you haven’t. You want that? I’ll fill you, baby, come inside you, claim you everywhere,” he murmured the words, loving her reactions. She shook with each syllable and a new wave of her cream coated his dick. She was so hot, so wet for him. Not even the cool creek could douse his need.

“Later, baby. I need your pussy right now. Wanna give me that?”

She nodded and whimpered. “Please.”

“Lift up,” he whispered and she immediately complied, freeing his dick from their intimate press.

He abandoned her ass, one hand grasping the base of his shaft while he held her hip with the other. He slid the tip of his length along her exposed pussy, caressing her from center to clit and back again. The move brought her breasts above the water and he didn’t hesitate to capture one nipple, sucking it deeply as he toyed with her. Her pussy clenched with his next pass as if trying to draw him in. He would. Soon.

But his mate begged so prettily.

“Mitchell… Mitchell… Please.”

He released his prize long enough to make a demand of his own. “Tell me what you want.”

“You. Inside me.”

“Anything for you.” And he’d give her what she wanted in a moment. Once he was done playing. “You stay right like this and I’ll claim you, baby.”

“Mitchell,” she whined.

“I’ll make you scream, but first you gotta let me play.”


Please
.”

“Promise to stay put.”

Tilly immediately nodded. “Anything. Just wanna be yours.”

“Scoot forward a little and hold those hips still. Cup your breasts, give me those pretty nipples. My hands are gonna be busy.”

“Busy?” She questioned him, but did as he demanded.

“You got your way. Now I’m getting mine.”

She moaned once more but did exactly as he asked. Then he did get his way.

He continued stroking her pussy with his dick, but now that he had a free hand once more, he returned to her ass. He reached around her, delved between those cheeks and teased her hole. She squeezed, attempting to keep herself hidden, but he wasn’t giving in.

“Gimme that hole, Tills,” he mumbled just before he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.

He flicked and teased the nub, tormenting her until she relaxed for him. He easily circled her back opening as his cock teased her pussy. With each pull of his mouth, she tightened and then relaxed, her body begging to be filled. His wolf howled and growled at him, demanding he sink into her, take her, claim her.

He would, just as soon as she was ready to come.

He released one nipple and then went to the other, nipping it with his fangs and she sucked in a harsh breath. “Like that little bit of pain?”


Mitchell
.”

“Yeah, you do.” With his next shallow press against her pussy, Tilly tried to lower her hips but he tugged his cock away before she could take what she wanted. He released her nipple with a pop. “Naughty mate.”

“Dammit, Mitchell.”

“Hmm?” Mitchell hummed and gently pressed his finger into her asshole. “’Dammit, Mitchell, finger-fuck my ass?’ Is that what you’re trying to say?”

She shook her head no but wiggled and pushed back into his small penetration.

“Try again. You want me to stretch you while I claim you?”

This time she nodded.

“That’s good, baby, because I want that too.” Fuck, he really did. He pushed deeper with his forefinger, sinking in to the second knuckle.

A soft snap of a twig drew his attention to the tree line and his eyes met Kade’s. He knew his beta was aroused by the scene, his mate Darcy already stroking his friend’s hard dick. He didn’t want to stare at the male’s junk, but there was no missing the need their actions created.

“What was that?” Tilly stiffened and tried to pull away from him, but he released his dick and captured her hip.

“Easy.”

“Mitchell?” Her head whipped around and she gasped. “
Mitchell
.”

She sounded scandalized, but she didn’t draw her gaze from the intimate couple, either.

“You see how hot they are because of your sweet sounds? They can’t see anything, Tilly, but they can hear you.”

“But I don’t…”

“No one’s gonna touch you. No one’s gonna see this pussy that belongs to me. It’s just Kade and Darcy.” Mitchell leaned forward and slid his sharpened fang along the length of her throat. “Wolves—shifters—are highly sexual. They’re going to like listening to their Alpha Bitch scream. You want to deny them that?” Tilly whimpered and her ass clenched around his finger.

“Better yet, do you want to watch Kade claim his mate? He’s held off because of us, waiting for the full moon run to claim his female. You want to watch him take Darcy? Bear witness to their mating.” Tilly still stared at the couple, Darcy’s hand on Kade’s cock. “It’s what a good Alpha Bitch would do.”

“Yes.” Her immediate response surprised him… and pleased him.

Mitchell kept his gaze trained on Kade and tilted his head, silently inviting his friend to find a better spot to put them within Tilly’s sight. His mate followed their progress with her gaze, her little tongue coming out to lap at her lips as the nude couple came into view.

They stayed at the edge of the treeline, plenty of space that kept his wolf—and probably Kade’s—happy. There was wanting to bear witness to a mating and then there was not wanting an aroused
unmated
male near his
unmated
mate.

Mitchell focused on his mate’s features, on the pure need and pleasure that suffused her face, while she was intent on the other couple. “Tell me what they’re doing.”

“They’re—” He rubbed her clit with the head of his dick, teasing her. “They’re,” she hiccupped and gasped when he did it again. “She’s on all fours.”

“Uh-huh.” He returned his finger to her ass, delving between her cheeks once more. “What else?”

“Darcy’s looking at me. Her eyes are yellow.” Tilly stared at him. “Like yours. Her wolf wants it. You want me.”

“More than anything.” He nudged her opening, settling his cock snugly against her warm center. “What else?”

“Kade’s behind her.” Mitchell allowed her to lower slightly. Just enough to begin stretching her. “He’s hard.” She shuddered. “He wants her.”

He growled, not liking his mate looking at another male’s cock, but loving that she got off on the erotic show. “Like I want you.”

“Yes.”

“What else, baby?”

“He’s… They’re looking at us. Watching. Waiting.”

“They want to mate with us. You want that?”

“Yeah,” she licked her lips and nodded.

“Then tell me when he fills her. Tell me when Kade thrusts his cock into Darcy. Tell me.” He could see the couple with ease, but listened to his mate…

“He’s… He’s…” Tilly’s eyes drifted to him and he pulled her down onto him, shoved his cock deep and filled her in one smooth move. Her low moan was echoed by Darcy, the female’s yellowed eyes flaring brightly through the darkness. “He’s fucking her.”

“Now, I’ll fuck you.”

One finger still teasing her ass, he encouraged her to ride him, to slide up and down his dick in time with the other couple. With each of Kade’s thrusts and retreats, he had Tilly lifting, lowering. Her pussy clenched around him, tightening further with every one of Darcy’s moans and groans. His mate liked watching the couple, watching their passion and obvious connection. Every so often her attention would stray to them and then he’d pull her back with a hard flex of his hips.

“Mitchell…”

“Mine.” His gums ached, his fangs anxious to burst free and sink into her flesh.

“Yes,” she whimpered.

“All mine.”

“Always.”

Kade and Darcy’s pleasure rose in volume, her begging and pleading answered by his harsh demands.

“Kade’s gonna make her come. Gonna make her scream.” Tilly’s words came with a breathy moan.

“Wanna come with her?” Because he sure as hell wanted his mate to scream with Darcy.

“Please.”

The other couple was forgotten as he focused on Tilly, focused on her pace, the slide of her tight pussy squeezing his cock. His pleasure grew, magnified by his mate’s obvious enjoyment. With her every shudder, she milked him. With every tremble, she clenched his shaft.

“Fuck yourself on my cock, Tilly. Take what you need.” His balls were tight against his body, anxious and ready to fill her with his cum. But not before she came.

His mate rested her hands on his shoulders, those small nails pricking his skin. With her setting the rhythm, he released her hip and cupped her breast, squeezing and kneading the plump mound. He pinched her nipple and was gratified by the tightening of her sheath.

“Feel good, baby?”

She nodded but didn’t say a word. Instead, she increased her pace, and with each down stroke, she pressed against his hand. She wanted more of him in her ass and he couldn’t wait to fill her there. For now he pushed another finger into her, stretching her farther.

“Fuck, Mitchell.”

“Like that, baby?”

She nodded once more and those golden eyes glowed brighter in the night. Light reflected off those orbs and he knew the cat was out in full force. Her fangs peeked from beneath her upper lip and she ran her tongue along the length.

“Wanna bite me again? Wanna drink me in while I claim you?”


Please
.”

“Gotta come then because I’m not gonna bite you until you’re screaming for me.” He grunted when she slammed down, her ferocity increasing.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Kade’s snarl sliced into their pleasure.

“Gonna…” Darcy gasped.

“Don’t you wanna come with them, Tilly? Scream with them?”

She whimpered and nodded, her pussy milking him in a constant, fucking blissful rhythm. His dick swelled and twitched, stretching her, and his wolf pounced. His fangs burst from his gums, the animal forcing the change on him in a blink. His orgasm wrapped around him, traveling along his spine and enveloping him in a blanket of pleasure.

“Mitchell… Gonna…”

“Fucking come for me, Tilly.” He lifted his hips to meet hers, shoving their bodies together even harder. “Come on my cock.”

“Yes, yes, yes…” Finally she tilted her head back, succumbing to their mating. “
Mitchell!

Her shout was echoed by his as he finally let his instincts guide him. He released the tight stranglehold he held on the wolf and struck. He sank his fangs into her shoulder, biting deeply and swallowing the delicious blood that slid from the injury. Tilly spasmed around him as bliss crashed through her body and he heard his beta’s shout of completion echoed by Darcy’s howl of pleasure.

Tilly’s roar, her lioness shouting her approval, echoed through the forest. Yeah, she roared… for him and him alone.

She was his.
His
.

She continued to convulse as his cock continued to pulse inside her pussy. Each ripple had his release continuing and it wasn’t until he slowly slid his fangs from her shoulder that she finally calmed. She rested her hips against his, her breathing heavy, and she slumped over him.

Mitchell slid his hands along her back, abandoning the warmth of her ass, and the softness of her breast. They remained entwined, both recovering from the claiming. Beads of blood escaped his claiming mark and he lapped at the droplets of delicious fluid.

He flicked his attention to Kade and Darcy and found them in similar, exhausted states. He met his beta’s gaze and his friend grinned. Yeah, they were lucky motherfuckers.

Tilly nuzzled him and he felt her turn her head to look at the other couple as well. Then she was hiding against him once more, her face hot against his throat.

“Now you’re going shy on me?”

“Shaddup,” she grumbled.

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