A Mate's Submission: (Hot Paranormal Shifter Romance) (Ozark Mountain Shifters Book 4) by P. Jameson

harsh pant. The look on her face gave him so much pride. She looked nearly ready to beg, yet he wasn’t the one withholding.
    “You have no idea,” he ground out. It was becoming impossible to wait. He needed her now .
    He was glad she’d tied him up.
    She pulled his boxers down his legs and threw them on the floor before crawling back up the bed.
    “I wanted to make this last longer,” she murmured, tracing the lines on his stomach. “But I can see the situation is urgent for both of us. It’s been a long time for me. I need to feel you now.”
    “Fuck, yes. I’m going crazy here.” His voice was strangled.
    Avan gripped his erection and his hips bucked at her touch.
    “Be still,” she chided.
    Fuck that. A beautiful, complicated woman was touching his cock. Being still wasn’t exactly an option.
    But before he could argue, she spun around so her slender back faced him, and lifted her leg over his waist, straddling him backward. She raised up, poised over his hard rod. She was going to do this. And all he could do was lay back and watch.
    The heat of her core burned him, and he said a small prayer that he wouldn’t ruin this like an anxious young.
    Lexar let out a loud gasp as she took him into her body inch by slow inch. Tears pricked his eyes at the onslaught of emotions. Shit . Don’t cry, don’t cry.
    Relief mixed with gratitude. Satisfaction mixed with desperation. He didn’t know right from down or left from up. All he knew in that moment was that he would do anything to have this with her, for the rest of his life. Crawl through hot coals, broken glass, swim with sharks, it didn’t matter. As long as she was his for the remainder of his time on earth.
    He couldn’t take another breath until she was completely filled. She grew still when she’d taken all of him, but Lexar could feel her slight tremble. He wanted to see her face, gauge her reaction. Needed to know that she felt what he did, this magic. This second chance at happiness for both of them.
    “Your face,” he choked. “Let me see your face.”
    She didn’t answer. Instead, she braced her hands on his thighs and began a slow, steady rhythm. Mother. Fuck . She had an ass that could only have been a gift from the gods. And she was tight, gripping him like a glove. He wouldn’t last like this and with his hands bound, there was no way of slowing things down.
    She let out a moan that gave him chills to his toes, and increased her pace. His view… her hips, the way she moved so fluidly…
    “Fuck, Avan. Let me loose, baby.”
    “I can’t.” Her hands left his thighs and he knew she was touching her breasts. His animal growled, jealous of her hands. It should be him.
    “Why not?”
    She threw her head back, the tips of her golden hair dancing over his hips as she moved.
    “You’ll touch me,” she moaned.
    “Would that really be so bad?”
    She slowed her rhythm, coming to a stop altogether. Rising up, she slid off and turned to face him. Straddling his waist again, she carefully poised his throbbing erection at her entrance. Lifting his hips, he pushed in slowly, watching her face contort in pleasure.
    She was so wet, so hot. He felt the build-up again even though she didn’t move a muscle. When he was all the way in, she opened her eyes, leaning forward to get closer to his face. Her gaze held more vulnerability than he’d ever seen from her. Even when he helped her in the bathroom. Her soul was bare naked to him now.
    “I have a feeling,” she choked out, “that it wouldn’t be bad at all. That’s why I can’t.”
    Lexar let his head fall back against the bed as she started moving her glorious body on him. Her admission left him reeling. No matter what they felt in this moment, they each still had their secrets, their fears, their issues.
    For now though, their bodies were enough.
    Lexar locked eyes with Avan. “Faster,” he urged, and she didn’t even hesitate at the command.
    Her breasts bounced as he met her