[Siren Allure: Erotic Paranormal Romance, shape-shifters, light consensual BDSM, HEA]
Never mess with the fates…
Rebecca Hastings has no intention on settling down with some over possessive shifter. This fledgling guardian witch might need to have sex to awaken her powers, but surely anyone will do?
When Lion Shifter Leon Friars interrupts her outdoor tryst with the college heart throb, she is simultaneously relieved and shocked. This sex on legs hunk can’t be the boy she grew up with. This Protector makes her want to forget all of her plans, and just submit, and that will never do.
Being mated to Rebecca had not been in Leon’s plans either, but his lion has spoken. When Rebecca denies the bond between them, a heartbroken and furious Leon allows her to run away.
The fates will not be denied, however, and when Rebecca returns years later, Leon has to decide whether he can ever trust her again.
Is it too little, too late, or does love conquer all—fates included?
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“Shame you couldn’t show me that respect eight years ago, when you filled your father’s head full of lies.”
Rebecca had no answer for that, so she simply shook her head, and his lion growled again.
“No, you didn’t? Well, fuck me. I think I would remember taking your fucking virtue, for what it was worth then or since.”
That made her head shoot up, and she glared at him.
“How dare you. That’s so not fair. You know damn well I’d never had sex until that night. I barely kissed any guys, so—”
His short laugh stopped her, as he looked her up and down.
“Spare me. I’m not sure I can believe a word that comes out of your mouth. Regardless of the circumstances, or your dubious virtue, I was your friend, and I thought that meant something to you at least. Yet you repaid that friendship by what…lying your fucking mouth off to get out of a predicament of your own foolish making, and for what? Turns out your parents knew the truth anyway, and from what I can gather you’ve fucked up your powers by pulling that stunt, so…” He rose to standing, and the little groan he gave in doing so, reinforced the well of misery Rebecca was in now. “Clearly you will not be able to heal me, so I’m off.”
Without thinking she scrambled to get in front of him and placed her hands on his hard chest. Instantly her palms heated, and power surged through her with such intensity that it took her breath away. That had never happened before, and she closed her eyes and absorbed the strange sensations flowing through her. Leon swore under his breath and then flung her hands off him. The action made her open her eyes, and he frowned at her.
“What the fuck was that?” he asked, and she shook her head.
“I…I don’t know. It’s never happened before, but I’m even more convinced that I can heal your leg now. Please let me try.”
Leon’s gaze grew so intense that she was half expecting to spontaneously combust or something, but whatever he saw in her expression seemed to reassure him that she was speaking the truth, because he gave another curt nod. She was beginning to hate those.
“Fine, go ahead and try, but even if you succeed, it won’t change anything. I still don’t trust you.”
Rebecca swallowed past the lump in her throat that made talking difficult, and when she did manage to get the words out, they were barely above a whisper.
“Fine, I understand that, and I guess I deserve it too, but I want you to know that I’ve regretted my decision ten times over since then.”
He smirked at that, and she rushed on to explain.
“And not just because of what happened to my powers, either. I know I hurt you that night, and I can only say I’m sorry. I was a foolish and confused young girl, frightened stiff of the feelings I was developing for you. It all happened so damn fast, and I knew that if I stayed, if I allowed you to, to… well…” She ran out of words and wrapped her arms around herself to stop the shivers that started from her toes, and threatened to engulf her. It always happened when she thought back to that night, and the way he’d looked at her, before he’d shifted, and disappeared out of her life.
It was the same look he wore now. Intense, alert, hurt, his expressive eyes switching from his beast’s to the one of the man and back again.
“If you allowed me to do what?” he asked, and his voice dropped an octave. It send shivers of arousal through her body this time, and her breathing hitched when he grasped her chin, so that she had no choice but to look up at him. “Answer, me girl.”
Rebecca licked her dry lips and a slow rumble rose from Leon’s chest. His hold on her tightened and his nostrils flared as he inhaled.
“I was afraid that if I let you claim me, I wouldn’t want to leave, and I had so many plans.” That rumble turned into a full-grown growl, and he flashed her a toothy smile, as his lion took over.
“In other words you didn’t trust me at all.” The words came out distorted in his anger, and Rebecca tried to shake her head, but the hold he had on her made that impossible.
“No, it’s not that, never that. I didn’t trust myself.”
Leon made a disgusted sound in the back of his throat, and pushed her away. It made her heart break all over again.
“Bullshit, you clearly didn’t know me at all, if you thought I’d have stopped you from doing what you needed to do. That was never my intention, and for what it’s worth, I had no intention of claiming you then. You were far too young for my…needs.” She glanced up at him when he hesitated, and the self-depreciating smile that played round his lips was reminiscent of the old Leon. The boy she had fallen in love with long before she knew what that emotion was. Long before he’d grown into a man and her teenage self hadn’t known what to do with the intensity of her changed feelings toward him. He reached out to her, and twirled a strand of her hair in his fingers.
It was curiously intimate moment, especially as he once again looked ready to kill someone, and she didn’t dare breathe, afraid to break the moment. His gaze seemed riveted on the action of his digits, and when he finally looked at her, the pain she glimpsed in his eyes brought her to her emotional knees.
“Aren’t you going to ask me what those needs were?” he murmured and she drew in a much needed breath as her lungs reminded her they needed some air.
“I should think they’re the same as they are now, Sir.”
“I should paddle your ass, until you can’t sit down for a week, but then that’s what you want me to do, so where would the punishment be in that.” A whimper escaped Rebecca at his words, and her eyes widened when he unsnapped his jeans, and released his aching erection.
He hissed through his teeth at the sheer relief of being free, and stepped closer until his dick touched Rebecca’s face. Her hot breath ghosted across the sensitive tip of his cock, and he swallowed a groan, when she licked across his slit without being asked.
“Fuck, pip, you better make this good.” Leon yanked his jeans down his legs, pulled his tee over his head and sat down heavily on the bed. Rebecca scooted closer, and nostrils flaring opened her mouth wide to take in as much of him as she could. She whimpered when he bottomed out in her mouth, and she swallowed around his cock.
Wrapping his hand in her hair he kept her there, gazes locked together. The sight of her lips stretched wide around his girth send his lion wild.
“That’s my girl,” he murmured and her eyes widened when his claws ran out and pierced her scalp, and she renewed her efforts around his cock, as he fucked her mouth.
His orgasm built in record time, and she moaned and swallowed when the first spurts of his cum ejected out of his prick. His lion roared his completion, and he yanked her off his dick, and let the rest of his cum spurt over her still lace-covered chest.
The possessive animal in him roared in pride at seeing her thus marked, and using his claws he ripped the bra off her, and threw her back onto the bed. Her jeans and underwear followed the same fate, and dropping on his knees he spread her thighs wide so that he could feast his eyes on her cunt.
Her inner lips opened for him, and he grinned at the pink, dewy flesh.
“So fucking wet for me already. I wonder what you’ll do if I do this.” Flinging her legs over his shoulder, he buried his nose in her pretty pussy and inhaled.
Unintelligible sounds spilled from his girl’s lips when he ran his stubble across her inner thigh, and licked along her slit. Leon groaned and his dick hardened anew when her sweet musk exploded on his tongue. Rebecca’s heels dug into his back, and she ground herself against his mouth, as he licked, and nibbled and thrust his tongue inside her clenching pussy hole. A gush of her feminine arousal was his reward, and his lion alternated between purring and growling as he drank his fill. Grasping her hips to hold her still, Leon took her right up to the point of climaxing before he bit into her inner thigh and withdrew.
Rebecca swore, and bowed off the bed as far as she could. Her bound hands clenched in his long hair, and she tried to urge him back down, but he laughed and wrenching free of her grasp, took her hands and pulled them back above her head.
“Oh, no you don’t, pip. This is punishment, remember. You will not come until I give you permission to, and you will keep your hands out of my way, or I’ll tie them so tightly you will not be able to move at all.”
“Noooo, please….” Head thrashing from side to side and with yet more of her juices spilling over her thighs and running into her butt cheeks, her entire body flushed, she looked just like he wanted her to. A woman on the edge, desperate to come, yet not allowed to.
“Oh, I think you mean yes, Sir.” He smirked and reached down to grasp her nipples and the surrounding tissue in his hands. Rebecca screamed when he pulled hard, and her back arched off the bed, yet she kept her hands were he’d placed them. The white-knuckled grip she had on the bedcovers made him grin, as did her shallow breathing, and the way her now hugely engorged clit quivered in need. Her pussy hole clenched and released, as she grew wetter still. Oh yes, his defiant little mate was as turned on by this as he was.
“Did you not tell me I can punish you any way I see fit, girl?” He yanked harder on her tits, and Rebecca’s mouth opened in a silent plea as her breathing grew heavy, and her eyes clouded over. It was almost too easy, the way she sunk into subspace for him. The harder he pinched and kneaded her breasts the deeper she slipped into her happy space, and bending down he bit the side of her breast hard.
“God, yeeesss. More…please, Sir. I need…” The rest of what she was going to say was lost in a long drawn-out scream when he did the same to her other side and then sunk his cock into her pussy. Like a warm, velvet, fist, her cunt gripped his shaft and he groaned and allowed himself a few shallow strokes, before the ripples along his dick told him how close she was to coming again.
Rebecca moaned her denial, and he tortured them both by grasping his dick and running it up and down her slit. He circled her clit with just enough pressure to keep her hovering, before he grasped her hips and ran his slick dick all the way up to her anus. Coated as it was in her arousal it wouldn’t take much at all to slip in and his vision dimmed with the need to do just that, but he wanted to torture her a bit first.