Romance: Auctioned To The Panther: BBW Dragon Shifter Romance Standalone (Wild Shifters Book 2)

Romance: Auctioned To The Panther: BBW Dragon Shifter Romance Standalone (Wild Shifters Book 2) by Ashley Hunter

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Authors: Ashley Hunter
all sorts of new things and cataloguing which ones worked and which ones didn't. She'd known she liked kissing with tongue before and she'd had guys go down on her before, but she was pretty sure Christian could easily make her come just by using his tongue on her nipples.
    Christian, for his part, felt the same about Grace: that she was incredibly good at reading his needs and using them to drive him absolutely crazy. She would usually start off with her hands, letting his heavy prick just rest in her palm for a long moment while she thumbed at the slit, waiting until she was rewarded with a bead of precome. Then she would smear that around, allowing more and more of his shaft to slip through her fist each time she pumped her hand back and forth.
    He liked it when she used her nails on him, whether she was drawing sleepy patterns on his skin early in the morning or in post-coital bliss, or when she was dragging them down his back in a fit of passion. She was so absolutely beautiful too, but at the same time, in all of their interactions, she managed to come across as adorable more than anything else. He didn't really know how she managed to be both things at once, but he liked it.
    That afternoon, Christian was supposed to be overseeing a project at the office, but he found himself shut up inside his own office, unable to quit thinking of the bewitching woman he'd left back at home. They'd had a nice morning and he'd come into the office late; when he'd left, she'd been sitting half naked in bed, a sheet draped over her lap, with a book in hand, her brow wrinkled slightly in concentration.
    You never would have known that just an hour before that, she'd been falling apart beneath him, begging him to let her come. He'd denied her permission the first few times, testing her limits, and when he'd finally allowed her to come… Well, it was a pretty heady feeling for both of them. He couldn't believe he had lucked out with a woman who was so malleable and yet also so headstrong.
    Thinking about that morning, he couldn't help but touch himself through his slacks; even though he'd been having sex fairly frequently lately, it seemed like he was constantly still in need of more. The more attention she gave him, the more he craved.
    He thought about calling her up, but he didn't know how she'd react to that. Instead, he contented himself with pictures of her that he had in his head: her splayed out on the bed with her legs wantonly open—her touching herself as he undressed as fast as he could… He especially liked to picture her the way she was first thing in the morning, so sleepy and gorgeous and ready-to-please.
    Christian glanced guiltily at the blinds on his office windows and checked the lock on his door, then collapsed into his desk chair and undid his belt and his button. His penis sprung free of its former confinement, curling anxiously up towards his desk. He spat into his palm and started rubbing at himself, imagining it was her hands on him instead.
    He set a similar rhythm to the one he would set if he were inside her, pulling slowly out and then slamming back in. In his head, he could hear those soft noises that she always made, could see the surprised and needy look that she usually got on her face. God, she was beautiful like that…
    The problem was, despite all the images in his head, doing something like this without her here just wasn't enough. If anything, it made his panther itchier to claim her as his mate—and despite the fact that the woman had been living with him for nearly a month now, he still had yet to claim her, still waiting for the right time.
    His feline side didn't approve of that. His human side insisted it was necessary.
    Whatever the case, he still had yet to inform her that he was a shifter; there was never really a good time to do so, and truth be told, he was a bit nervous about what her reaction might be. Would she still trust him? Would she be afraid of him? He just didn't know.
    The

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