Lessons in Purrsuasion: BBW Paranormal Werelion Surprise Pregnancy Mob Romance (Chicago Catastrophe)

by Nowlan,Anya

  A shadow fell over the stall, making her gasp. She turned to see Stone’s hulking frame standing in the bathroom. He pulled the glass booth’s door open and paused before her, stark naked. Every part of him was smooth and taut, all hard lines and powerful curves. His impressive cock was already standing at full attention.

  “Were you thinking of me?” he asked with a roguish smile.

  No way was Selina going to admit she very much was.

  “What are you doing? Get out!” Selina ordered, hands flying to cover herself.

  Her eyes roamed across Stone’s body hungrily, her words of objection coming out far weaker than she had intended.

  “Don’t hide from me. And don’t worry, I’m just here to offer you some eye candy. You must be feeling pretty pent up,” he grinned, one hand on his hip as he leaned into the stall.

  Selina wanted to argue, but the sexual energy inside of her was begging to be released.

  The things his strong body could do to me…

  The mere thought was enough to drive her crazy, and make her grab another eyeful of him.

  “Oh, fuck this,” she muttered, more to herself than him.

  How long was she really expected to fight against him? The man was ridiculous in every way possible and he wanted her. Her. She couldn’t stop thinking about him, so why not indulge… just a little?

  Without any conscious thought, the hand she was attempting to cover her breasts with started to move, stroking and teasing, trying to replicate how Stone’s mouth had felt earlier. He stood there, watching, not making a move. Desire ripped through her as her other hand reached lower, finding her wet core.

  “You are so beautiful,” Stone whispered, eyes moving over her face and body, voice full of carnal promises.

  Selina had never felt so dangerously sexy as in that moment. Stone shifted on his feet, the powerful muscles of his thighs rippling along with the movement. All she wanted to do was run her hands over the hard planes of his body.

  Yet, Stone stood still, waiting for her to invite him in. Could she resist?

  He smiled, hand moving to stroke his cock. That was the last straw. Every wall she had attempted to put up between them crumbled. She didn’t want to fight it anymore, this indisputable attraction between them. She almost didn’t recognize her voice when she spoke, throaty and full of need this time.

  “Come here.”

  Stone came closer, but didn’t step inside. He leaned on the edge of the door, muscles stretching and rippling in tune with the motion.

  God, he’s beautiful.

  “You can ask more nicely than that,” he teased, lips stretching in a wicked smile.

  “Please,” Selina whispered, losing all control.

  Stone was on her in a second, flattening her against the cool wall, burying her under a savage kiss. Selina moaned into his mouth, reveling in finally feeling his skin on hers, with nothing in between. Warm water beat down on them, making their bodies slippery. His hands explored every part of her, gentle and demanding at the same time, making her head swim.

  Finally, his deft fingers settled on her already throbbing clit, teasing and circling. Selina whimpered, Stone’s mouth swallowing the sound. Her legs started to buckle under her, but he wrapped a strong hand around her waist, keeping her upright. He shifted around her, pulling away slightly so his mouth could trail downward.

  His fingers sped up as he leaned down and kissed her breasts, before settling on one nipple and sucking it into his mouth. He started flicking her nipple with his tongue, the twin sensations of his fingers and tongue robbing Selina of any sanity she still had left.

  All of the lust she had been trying to rein in exploded and the world fell away under a wave of pleasure. She would have crumpled to a heap on the floor if not for Stone grabbing her into his arms.

  He plucked her from the shower and carried her to the bed and placed her on the covers, his massive frame looming over her. The way his eyes snaked around every curve of her body ignited the flame smoldering in the deepest part of her. She needed to feel him inside, to feel their bodies become one.

  Scooting upwards, she locked her hands around his neck and pulled him on top of her. His body crushed down on hers, his lips covering every inch he could reach in soft kisses.

  Stone lowered his body down on hers, his cock sliding against her wet opening. Something unintelligible tumbled out of Selina’s mouth as he pulled back and slid inside her slowly.

  She winced at first, clinging to him as his cock stretched her wide. The pleasure and pain mingled together, intoxicating her, and before the pain could really subside, she found herself grinding her hips against him recklessly. Her body demanded all he had to give and Stone was more than glad to indulge her.

  He moved slowly at first, teasingly even, as their bodies settled into a rhythm. Selina raked her nails across his back as he pumped into her, picking up speed. She wrapped her legs around him, urging him on.

  Her eyes fluttered shut and she thrust her head back, lost in the sensations. Her nails were tearing at his skin as she held on, but neither one of them seemed to care. The underlying hint of savagery, of pain, only made it better.

  Selina’s thighs clenched around him, as if wanting to keep him on her forever, to never let him go as he pumped into her.

  “Fuck yes,” she murmured, a smile snaking across her lips.

  The grin he met that with was so sexy it made Selina lose her breath for a moment.

  He gripped her hips, slamming into her with delicious abandon. It wasn’t long until Selina’s world fell away, every nerve ending in her body erupting. Stone thrust into her a couple of times more before finding his own release, accompanied by a muffled roar.

  He touched his forehead to hers and she could feel the beads of sweat that turned into streams on their skin. She didn’t mind one bit. Slowly, their breathing returned to normal and for a moment, she could feel their hearts beating in unison.

  “I thought you weren’t going to just climb into bed with me,” he teased, making Selina bat at him with loosely formed fists.

  “Prick!” she gasped, but grinned despite her attempts at irritation.

  “Only if you ask for it nicely,” Stone said, giving her a kiss on the nose.

  He rolled off of her and grabbed a blanket, covering and wrapping her in his arms. Selina felt like that’s how it was always meant to be, him and her, tangled in each other, making dumb jokes despite the fact that he was as dangerous as an earthquake and she in too much trouble to fathom.

  Maybe it was time to stop fighting this electricity between them and hold on to any happiness her current situation allowed, however fleeting?

  For the first time in a long while, Selina felt completely at ease.

  How quickly that would change.

  Twenty

  Stone

  It was the second time Stone woke next to Selina and he hoped it would become a regular thing. She stirred in his arms, turning to face him with a sweet little yawn.

  Was she full of self-doubt? Would she run away again? Stone didn’t think he could handle it if she did.

  To his surprise, Selina greeted her with a sated smile as her eyes fluttered open.

  “Good morning,” she murmured, eyes twinkling.

  Stone was never one for sentimentality or sappy declarations, but the mushy response seemed to spill out on its own.

  “I love seeing you smile.”

  It was the truth. All he wanted was to see her happy and safe. Well, and naked. He could stare at her nude body forever, committing every delicious inch to memory.

  “It’s been a while since I’ve really had something to smile about,” Selina sighed, stretching in his arms.

  Stone’s lion purred proudly at that sentiment. Selina’s black hair fell around her, wild and glossy. She looked picture-perfect. Like she should never leave that moment, and neither should he.

  “We will bring Parker down. This will all be over soon and you can be happy again,” he said
, cupping the side of her face with his hand.

  He would get this woman her nice, normal life back even if it killed him, which he hoped it didn’t, as he was planning on being a part of that life.

  Yup, Stone Calloway was beginning to picture himself as a family man, all white picket fences and car pools and nonsense like that. The fact that he wanted to hold onto it was as insane as it was welcome.

  “Damn right,” she agreed.

  They got cleaned up and dressed, Stone opting for one of the robes hanging in the closet. Kate was already sipping a cup of what smelled like Brazilian fine-roast coffee when they got to the kitchen for breakfast.

  “Coming out of the same bedroom, I see. Wow, how shocking. No one could have possibly seen this chain of events coming miles away,” she remarked drolly over the steam snaking up from her mug.

  “How do you know that?” Stone asked with casual curiosity, pouring himself a cup of coffee.

  Kate didn’t say a word, but pointed at a small set of screens across from where she was seated.

  How very Kate of her. Eyes everywhere.

  “Is that what the lacy set was about?” Selina asked with sudden realization.

  “What lacy set?” Stone queried, suddenly very interested.

  “I plead the fifth,” Kate said, holding up her hands with the tiniest hint of amusement to her features.

  Stone looked from one woman to the other, but it didn’t look like either of them was going to clue him in. Before he could pry further, Richard, the head of security, walked in, grabbing some boxes from the counter. He was a tall, lean man with a thin face and light brown hair. Stone swiveled to face him.

  “Feeding the prisoners?”

  “Yup. A nice, healthy salad,” Richard replied.

  “I see the torture has already begun,” Stone chuckled, earning a smile from the usually stern-faced man.

  “I’ll be down in a few to get the interrogation going,” he continued before Richard disappeared downstairs, raising one of the boxes at Stone on his way out as confirmation.

  Tigers were hard to break, but Stone had some unpleasant tricks up his sleeves. He didn’t enjoy inflicting pain, like some hitmen did. It was just a means to an end.

  “What do we hope to learn?” Selina asked, taking a seat at the table and pouring herself a glass of orange juice.

  “Weaknesses, mostly. In Parker’s security, or in his personal life. Maybe they’ll let something slip we wouldn’t even know to ask about,” Stone answered, grabbing a chair and moving it closer to Selina before sitting down.

  The table was full of all manner of breakfast foods and Stone didn’t waste any time digging in. Kate stood up with a small sigh, looking a bit more tired than usual.

  “I’ve got some tools ready should you need them. In the meantime, I’m going to have to play the part and call up my contacts looking for you,” she said, before walking off in the direction of her study and leaving him alone with Selina.

  After Kate left, Stone quickly cleaned his plate, not wanting to waste any time. The men downstairs could provide valuable intel. He needed to come up with a plan. Parker had seriously beefed up his security, so hitting him at the apartment complex was no longer an option unless he managed to raise an army.

  They ate in silence, sharing little glances between one another. It made Stone feel far more warm and fuzzy than it had any right to.

  “I’d like to come with you,” Selina said as he stood from the table.

  Stone froze. He did not want her to see that side of him. He would do whatever it took to get their prisoners to talk and it wasn’t going to be pretty. Selina didn’t need to be exposed to that. As much as he wanted her to know all of him, some things needed a bit more time before being built up to, in his opinion.

  Evidently catching Stone’s deer-in-the-headlights expression, Selina quickly explained.

  “I just need to see Tom’s face. He kidnapped me in front of my own home and threatened my family. I want to see him afraid, to see how he likes to be vulnerable for once. Is that horrible?”

  Guilt washed over her beautiful face and all Stone wanted to do was replace it with a smile. He knelt beside her seat, grabbing her hands in his.

  “It’s not horrible, it’s perfectly normal. Just remember to not let anything he says get to you. He’s going to try to regain power in a powerless situation. Don’t let him.”

  He wrapped her in his arms as a mental image of Selina, fierce and determined, her fist flying through the air flitted across his mind.

  “You punched Tom in the face when we captured him, how did I forget about that? That must have felt pretty good. And it was well-executed. You are a lot stronger than you give yourself credit for,” he said, voice carrying a hint of pride and amazement.

  She really was something special, his little spy.

  Selina pulled away to look at him with a grin.

  “You think my overprotective big brother didn’t teach me how to stick up for myself? A drunk guy at a bar got handsy with me once, so I broke his nose. My parents were shocked. Joe couldn’t have been more proud.” Her smile grew wistful as she added: “I miss them.”

  “You’ll see them soon. Ready?” Stone asked, standing and pulling her up with him gently.

  “Ready,” she nodded.

  Stone and Selina made their way to the basement. He could hear her heartbeat accelerate as they descended the steps, but she managed to calm herself before they made it all the way down. He made sure to walk slowly to give her some time to gather herself.

  Richard was still there, holding empty food boxes. Another member of Kate’s security team, James, was sitting in a chair in the corner. Tom and his driver were scattered on the damp, concrete floor with their hands and legs bound.

  Tom’s navy blue suit was covered with streaks of dirt, his red hair hung limply on his forehead.

  “Hello, Tom,” Stone greeted the man cheerfully. “Sorry, I didn’t get your name,” he continued, turning to the driver.

  “I heard Tom call him Will,” Richard interjected, sounding bored.

  “Great, now that we’re all acquainted, why don’t you guys tell me everything you know about your boss’ operation?”

  Tom’s eyes glowed defiantly.

  “You’ll be better off killing me right now. I’m not a rat,” he spat out.

  We’ll see about that.

  His eyes turned to Selina as an ugly smile twisted his lips.

  “Hey there, Miss Rozack. Feeling pretty great about yourself right about now? Enjoy it while it lasts, I know for a fact Parker likes it rough.”

  Anger burst through every fiber of Stone’s being. If Tom wanted to die today, all he had to do was keep saying shit like that and Stone would be more than happy to oblige. He walked over and casually kicked Tom in the ribs, putting more force in it than he usually would have. The man coughed and sputtered, doubling over. The crackle of bones had been unmistakable.

  “Watch your mouth when you’re talking to a lady,” Stone warned, his lion growling.

  “She’s no fucking lady,” Tom groaned, only to get another kick in the same spot.

  This time, Stone knew he broke at least two of the ribs.

  Selina stepped closer from where she was standing by the stairs. If Tom’s words had had an effect, she didn’t show it. She wasn’t giving him any power, just like they had discussed. Stone admired how she just took everything in stride.

  She was extraordinary.

  “You’d be wise not to forget who’s in charge here,” she spoke coldly, eyes narrowing.

  “You are not in charge of anything. You are just a pretty thing, trading hands until you get to where you belong,” Tom spat back. “Seated on the right cock.”

  Stone was seething. Tom would be a bloody pulp by now, if it weren’t for Selina’s presence. His body started moving forward, even as his rational side told him to stop. Selina grabbed ahold of his arm, pulling him back,

  “And what are you?” she co
untered. “At least Parker wants me back. You have probably already been replaced and forgotten.”

  That seemed to hit Tom where it hurt.

  “You don’t know anything, bitch.”

  Okay, that’s it.

  Stone grabbed the man by the collar and dragged him to his feet, curling his fingers around his throat.

  “Do you want to keep your tongue?” he asked, rage taking over.

  Tom would never speak another word against Selina, if Stone had anything to do about it.

  “Why are you so upset? Got a taste of something that doesn’t belong to you? Hope you savored it, she will be in Parker’s bed in no time,” Tom got out between gasps for air.

  The lion inside Stone roared, thrashing near the surface.

  She will never be Parker’s! That bastard will never touch her again!

  “Selina is mine, my lion has claimed her and nothing Parker does will ever change that!” he snarled, almost losing control.

  Tom’s eyes darted behind him at Selina and a victorious smirk stretched his face. Stone turned to look at Selina, staring at him, mouth agape, backing away towards the stairs.

  Oh shit.

  “Excuse me? I belong to no one but myself,” she said forcefully. “I should have known…” she added under her breath.

  Selina turned on her heel, marching up the stairs and closing the door behind her with a loud bang.

  Well, this could have gone better.

  Ice pooled in the pit of his stomach and Stone’s eyes narrowed as he turned to look at Tom again, dangling from where Stone held him up against the wall.

  “You know you’re going to have to pay for that, right?” he asked, forcing his voice casual.

  The crooked smile on Tom’s lips vanished. Soon, there would be nothing but screams coming from the room.

  Twenty-One

  Selina

  ‘Selina is mine!’ The nerve!

  Selina stomped to her room, fuming.