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Unexpectedly Mated (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance): An Alpha male. A curvy but sassy BBW. A trip to Sin City neither will ever forget. (Sassy Mates)

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by Taiden, Milly


  Finally, her lips hovered over him. He pushed her long hair out of the way and cupped her face so she’d meet his stare. Aroused sleepy eyes hungrily stared at his. She licked her lips, glanced down at his cock and then back at him. “I’m starving.”

  He couldn’t stop the grin. “Yeah?”

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  He watched her lift her naked hips up so he got a great view of her spine down to the heart shape of her ass. He’d fuck that ass soon. Last night, he’d gotten close, but she’d been exhausted. She was his now. No more denying himself. “I can offer you some cock.”

  “I’ll take it. Now let’s see if it tastes as good as it looks.” She licked a circle around his shaft, rolling her tongue repeatedly up to the head.

  “Yes, baby. Suck my dick just like that,” he rumbled. He twined his fingers in her hair, gripping the long strands in his fists. “Do it. Suck me deep into your mouth. I want to see you take me.”

  His muscles tensed. The tight wet cavern of her lips enfolded his cock in a heated embrace. “Fuck! Keep doing that.”

  She moaned deep in her throat but the sounds wrapped around his cock in a sexy vibration.

  “Oh yeah.” He urged her to take more of him into her mouth by lifting his hips and pushing down her throat. “I want to see your pussy riding my cock next.”

  Her head bobbed over him, up and down. His balls drew tight, the sensation of her lips on him unbelievably sexy. His animal pushed at the skin, wanting a taste of his mate. But this was all Jake. Besides, he wanted to watch her bounce. He already loved how tight and slick her pussy sucked his cock. He’d never grow tired of pulling it out soaked with her body’s essence.

  She dug her nails into his legs, fully engaged in her adoration of his shaft. God damn! If he’d known she was this good at it he’d never have waited this long to claim her.

  “Come here, you dirty girl.” He tugged her face off his cock. She met his gaze and gave him a long and slow final lick. A soft pop sounded when she released him from her mouth.

  “Oh, I’m dirty.” She crawled forward. Her nipples puckered into delectable little points that rubbed his pecs. A raging fire started in his blood. “So dirty. I think I need you to fuck the dirty girl out of me.”

  She straddled him, grasped his cock with one hand and grinned. It was one of those grins Jake had come to adore from Nic. It said she knew how badly he wanted her and she’d make sure he knew it too.

  “I’m going to fuck you. Now.” He grabbed handfuls of her tits and squeezed. She moaned, pushing into his palms. “I’m going to watch your sweet pussy soak my cock.” He thumbed her nipples. Added new pressure on the area he knew drove her crazy. “You’ll be drenched for me.” He pinched harder. “Your body’s going to burn for me to make you come.” Her eyes glazed over with need. “And trust me, I’ll make you come,” he assured her. “I’ll make you come so damn hard neither your pussy nor your brain will ever want another man.” He stared deep into her eyes. “Do you understand?”

  She moaned. Her arousal wet him with each wiggle she did over his hard cock. “Yes. I want to come.”

  “Ride me,” he ordered, his words a mere growl.

  The animal side wanted to play. He could feel the energy from his wolf pushing for a shift, begging for a taste.

  Nic lifted and placed the head of his cock at her pussy entrance. The heat from her core called him to enter. To take what belonged to him. To reclaim her now that she wasn’t intoxicated. He pushed the animal back. She was already his. Intoxicated or not, she hadn’t lied when he’d asked if she wanted to marry him. If she wanted to be his mate.

  Jake bit his fingers into her waist and pulled her down at the same time he lifted his hips off the bed, impaling her with his cock.

  “Oh, God!” she screamed, her pussy fluttering and clamping around his shaft.

  “Fucking hell that feels good,” he snarled. “You feel perfect.”

  He didn’t wait for her to adjust. Instead, he grabbed her ass cheeks and forced her body forward to rock over him.

  “Mine!”

  “Oh...Jake...” She moaned. Her hands slapped on his chest, the biting pain even more enjoyable since he knew she was completely ignorant to her actions.

  He palmed her ass, squeezing at her big cheeks and brought his left hand down with a pop.

  She opened her eyes wide. Her body jerked over him and she groaned. “Slap my ass again, you sick bastard and I will show you a side of me you haven’t seen yet.”

  The fire in her eyes turned him on to no end. He let go of her right cheek and popped that side of her ass.

  She didn’t get angry. If her scent was any indication, she loved what he’d done. She raised a pretty brown brow and licked her lips, her hips still rocking over him. “You asked for it.”

  She leaned down, his cock still fully embedded in her pussy, getting the ride of his life. She nuzzled his lips and gave him a lick from his jaw down to one of his nipples. An impish grin covered her lips. “Like to dish out pain, mutt?”

  He wasn’t prepared for her to suck his nipple into her hot mouth. Nor did he expect the sexy little nibble she gave him that almost made him come. His cock jerked inside her. Blazing heat flared in his body, shooting from his spine down to his balls.

  “Fuck, Nic!”

  “That’s right,” she whispered, no longer rocking but lifting and dropping on his dick. “I can give you some of your own medicine.”

  He rumbled incoherently. His nails extended into claws. He’d lost the rein on his control. “Yes, baby,” he moaned, watching the area where his dick disappeared into her pussy only to come out wet with her cream. “That’s so damn hot. I love how wet you get for me.”

  She gasped, her pussy contracting around his cock. “Don’t stop!”

  She was getting closer to coming. Her body shook and it was clearly hard for her to continue without his help. With both hands securely around her waist, he lifted and dropped her over and over again. He pressed his feet into the mattress and thrust into her. Every time he brought her down, he plunged deep into her pussy.

  “Oh my God! Oh, Jake!” She dropped her head forward, her nails digging even harder than before on his chest.

  “That’s it, baby. Take my cock.” He squeezed her skin. “Keep that tight pussy sucking me,” he groaned.

  “I can’t...I’m going—” She gasped.

  His thrusts turned rougher, pushing harder into her. Her pussy felt like a hot wet mouth, sucking him. “Come, Nic. Let me feel you’re slick heat coat my dick.”

  Her body tensed. He felt her muscles locking up on him. She was close. Really close.

  One hard thrust. “Tell me you’re mine, Nic.”

  “Jake...” she choked, her body closer to the edge than before.

  “Tell me you’re mine!” he ordered with a second deeper drive.

  She tried to grind her pussy down into his pelvis. “God, Yes! I’m yours!”

  He lifted and dropped her harder. “Now tell me to make you come.”

  “Please, make me come,” she moaned, her nails raking long red lines over his chest.

  “Do you like my cock in your pussy?”

  “Hell yes!”

  “Come down here,” he muttered roughly.

  She leaned forward, closer and closer, until he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked hard. Her long low moan of pleasure told him all he needed to know. A new hard thrust and a bite on the tiny tip and she screamed.

  “Oh, Jake!”

  Fiery wetness seeped from her pussy and her muscles clenched hard around his dick. So hard he lost his own control. One final push deep into her hot sex and he let his orgasm flow. A loud growl rushed up his throat. There was no holding back with his mate. Pleasure blasted through him, shooting from his spine down to his cock and out.

  Christ. It was long moments later, with Nic draped over his chest, gasping for air, his cock still drenched in her juices, that he was able to make his brain work. H
e hadn’t reclaimed her, but she’d told him she was his. That’s all he needed to hear. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind she wanted to be with him.

  “What are you doing here?” Nic huffed the words out. She looked so fucking gorgeous. Hair tousled from sleep and eyes bright with lust. Her body still had that shine of perspiration from the amazing bout of morning sex. All he could think about was tossing her on the bed and ordering her on all fours, shoving his cock deep in her still hot slick pussy and fucking her all over again.

  “I came to talk to you about us. Seems my being so laid back about everything gave you the impression we’re not in a relationship.”

  She rolled her eyes, snorted and sat up. Her breasts bounced. They easily took his attention from the conversation. With the flick of her wrist, she had a blanket covering her. “That’s bullshit. You haven’t said anything about a relationship.”

  She slid off the bed, taking the blanket with her. Her eyes roamed over his naked body. Interest sparked in them anew. The scent of her arousal slowly filled the bedroom. Fuck. How would they ever hold a conversation for more than a minute with her looking so fuckable?

  “Nic, did I not mark you at the scenting ceremony?” He ground the words out and shot up on the bed. The last thing he needed was to argue with her naked. He had other ideas of things they could do naked. Licking her until she went hoarse screaming his name was at the top of the list. Arguing wasn’t one of them.

  She tossed her hair over her shoulder, opened the bedroom door and headed toward the living area. “I should have known better than to think something good would come of waking up with you in bed.”

  “Did you not just have the most amazing fucking sex of your life or were you not here just now?” he snarled.

  “I was here!” she snapped and tossed the cover off the breakfast tray her sister had arranged for her.

  With pastries, coffee and fruit all on display on the cart, Letty had ensured Nic was well taken care of with food. She reached down for a croissant and stopped, her gaze glued to her left ring finger.

  “Jake...” She sounded ready to scream in horror. “What is this?”

  Fucking awesome. “A wedding ring. You picked it out.”

  The fear in her eyes punched a hole in his gut. “What do you mean I picked it out? When did I pick a wedding band out and why am I wearing it and—” She gasped. She pointed a finger to his hand. “You’re wearing one too.”

  He needed a fucking beer. Or to get her back into bed. It was going to be one long ass day. “Babe, we got married last night.”

  She shook her head vehemently even before he finished speaking. “No way. I’d remember if I got married. Hell, I’d remember being asked to get married.”

  Should he tell her? Her eyes filled with tears and it tore his heart to shreds to know she was so distressed over marrying him.

  “Nic.” He reached for her, gathering her in his arms, holding her close and sitting down on a sofa with her over his lap. “You asked me to marry you last night.”

  Her head jerked up. “Are you kidding me? I asked you to marry me?”

  He nodded. Fuck a beer. He needed a damn gallon of vodka.

  “And you said yes?” She sounded so perplexed. He wanted to kiss her, the confusion she felt made the wolf inside him helpless.

  “I did.”

  She stared at him for a quiet moment, bewildered. “Why?”

  He didn’t think she was ready to speak about feelings. “Because I wanted to marry you too.”

  Apparently that wasn’t the right answer. She pushed out of his arms and jumped to her feet then screamed. He hauled her back on his lap in a rush.

  Fear urged him to stop whatever was hurting her. “What’s wrong?”

  “My feet are so swollen they hurt.” She groaned. Her sadness all but breaking his heart. “This is not the way to start a vacation.”

  Nic glanced down at her very swollen and burning feet. There was no justice in the world. She still had to figure out how she managed to get married to Jake the previous night and not remember. She’d had so much liquor her feet looked they belonged to baby elephants and Jake was being too damn nice. And the sex? God! The sex had been mind-blowing.

  She was still muddling over having made the sort of commitment to Jake that she’d always been afraid of when he picked her up in his arms and got to his feet. She curled her arms around his neck and met his gaze.

  “Where are we going?”

  “The tub for a soak.” His brows dipped in a furious frown. If she didn’t know better she’d think he was mad at her. “It’ll help the swelling of your feet. And may help you calm down some.”

  She blinked, unused to this gentle and caring Jake. It was surreal. “But I’m hungry.”

  He grinned, his sexy lips curving in a sinful smile. She didn’t like the way her heart flip-flopped in her chest. Nor did she like the warmth that filled her belly.

  “Don’t worry, love. I’ll bring the food to you. And water, lots of water to help your poor little feet.”

  Yeah, it was attack of the pod-people. Jake was a goner. He set her down next to the giant tub while it filled with water. He poured some bubble bath and ordered her in. The water was cool and nice. She didn’t have it in her to argue. She had a rock on her finger that said she’d married Jake. Dammit all to hell! She couldn’t remember. How could she not remember her own wedding? While he was gone getting her food, she raised a hand to the back of her neck. She must’ve slept poorly because it hurt like hell.

  A gasp shot out of her. Right in the area she was sure she’d hurt somehow, there were ridges from a recent wound. Her heart pounded hard in her chest. What had she done? She turned to look at herself in the wall to her right. A wall that happened to be a giant mirror. Turning just so, she saw it. Bite marks. Dear God. She was mated. Terror and excitement fought for supremacy in her chest. Emotions twisted her gut into a sick mess of dread and hope.

  Everything she’d ever questioned about her and Jake was no more. So maybe she didn’t have the family history Karla or Jordan had. But that didn’t mean she trusted people. People to love her. She didn’t know what love was. She didn’t know if she could love Jake. And he sure as hell wouldn’t take anything less from his mate.

  She was in such deep shit. Not to mention the headache blazing in her temples. “Oh, God. Just kill me now.”

  “Nic?” Letty’s voice sounded from the bedroom.

  Nic glanced at the door and saw her little sister’s wide, shocked eyes staring at her.

  “Hi,” she mumbled.

  Letty shook her head and tsked. “Damn, girl. You look like shit!”

  She definitely felt like shit.

  Letty handed Nic a bottle of water. “Jake said to give you this.”

  “Thanks.” She took the bottle and set it on a shelf next to her.

  Letty grinned. “Have you looked at your face? I saw that makeup last night. Looked much better then.”

  “Ha-ha, real funny. We both know I went to bed without taking it off. One thing I did let go for the night was my use of common sense it seems.”

  Letty placed a white towel on the edge of the tub and sat down. She must be on the clock. “I leave you alone due to an emergency and you go and get hitched?”

  Nic dropped her head in her hands and groaned. “My head is going to kill me. But if it doesn’t my own stupidity will.”

  Letty laughed. “Stop being so dramatic. I heard you wanted the world to know you were finally getting ‘that wolf to commit’.”

  “Don’t even joke.” She leaned back, placing her head on the towel by her neck.

  Letty’s lips twisted in a wry grin. “I wish I could say it’s a joke, but we have it on video. In fact, I think Kel put it up on the internet as ‘Wild Bride Rides Her Groom to The Altar’. From what I heard, you’re trending.”

  “What!” She sat up and almost wet Letty with the sloshing water. “Tell me you’re lying. Please.”

  “Sorry, Sis.” L
etty stood just in time to stop herself from getting soaked. “Hey, stop pouting. I’m not the one who yelled it to the world. You did. Would have been nice if you could have waited ‘til I could stand as your maid of honor. Why did you have to run off to The Wedding Chapel O’ Love and not say anything to me? I believe Jordan and Ellie are pretty pissed that you went and got hitched and didn’t bother to tell them to come join the party either.”

  Waves of embarrassment rolled through her. “I don’t remember any of it.”

  Letty gasped. “None? Not even proposing?”

  Oh, good God. She’d done that in public too? “Nothing. My last memory was when I was sitting at the table, drinking with Barbara and she encouraged me to try some strange liquor combo I never heard of before. House specialty or something.” She gulped back the acid rising up her throat. “I had a lot of shots.”

  Letty tskd, shoving a strand of golden brown hair behind her ear. “Wow. You sure know how to party. What are you going to do?”

  She couldn’t wrap her head around what her sister was saying. Nic was married. To Jake. Jake Wolfe. The only man she’d wanted in forever. The hottest, sexiest most unbelievably fine hunk-a-licious man she’d ever been with. So why was she ready to cry?

  “I don’t know. I don’t really know Jake that well.” She gulped, pushing back the flashes of insecurity and panic. She didn’t do panic. Nicole did lots of talking back but no panic.

  Letty sat down on the edge of the tub again, her arms folded over her chest. “Well, there has to be something you like about him. You’ve never been a person to rush into anything. You’re super cautious. Even around Mom and Dad. You try to watch what you say so you don’t hurt feelings, but since you can’t help yourself, you try to stay away.”

  She glanced at her sister as if seeing her for the first time. “You noticed that?”

  Letty winked. “You’re my big sister, my idol. I notice everything you do. And even though I hadn’t met Jake before, I knew he was special. You haven’t stopped talking about him since you met him.” She waggled her brows. “In a very sexy way, I might add.”

 

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