Maggie's Wolves, Part Five: A BBW Shifter Romance (Red Mountain Pack Book 5) by Cara Morgan

tongue pushed between her parted lips, bumped against her teeth and explored the cavern of her mouth with possessive thoroughness. He stole her breath and then gave it back to her when she whimpered. Her hands clutched at the heavy muscles in his shoulders. It was all she could do to hold on and let him claim her. When he lifted his head, he studied her face for a moment and then smiled slowly.
    “I claim you as my mate,” he said, punctuating the last word with the press of his hips. “Man to woman and wolf to wolf, you are mine as I am yours. My body I give to your protection and pleasure. My life to your service. My seed to our future. We are pack.”
    Tears sprung to her eyes as she felt the bond settle around them. She’d been so worried. With each of the others, as soon as they’d spoken the words, she’d felt at peace with her choice. With Declan, she’d been afraid she’d dive into the dark water and strike her head against a rock. There was no rock, only a deep and abiding certainty that she’d made the right decision.
    Declan felt it, too. She could see that. He groaned and a great shudder ran through his big body. The scent of his arousal increased and he kissed her again, just as thoroughly as before, but this time he was much more gentle. Almost too gentle. She wasn’t really fragile and she wanted to feel the force of his desire again. She needed skin. His hard cock. She wanted to feel the bunch and flex of those powerful muscles as he moved inside her.
    She broke kiss. “Take off your clothes.”
    He arched a single brow. “I’m not your puppy.”
    “You’re stubborn and frustrating. That’s what you are.”
    “And you have no manners.”
    “ I have no manners?”
    He grinned. “You know it’s bad when even I see it.”
    Swallowing a growl, she lifted her hips to press herself against his erection. “ Please take off your clothes.”
    “Much better. I’ll have you trained in no time.” He tried to kiss her, but she bit him first. He jerked back, eyes wide. “What was that for?”
    She smiled sweetly. “I’m not a puppy either.”
    He pushed off the bed, pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it aside before reaching for his belt. “Good. I eat puppies for breakfast.”
    She snorted. He wasn’t as scary as he liked to pretend. He… dear God, he was insanely gorgeous. She hadn’t seen him fully naked yet, and she hadn’t been truly prepared for the sight. He was all hard sculpted flesh and smooth golden skin. He might have been carved out of stone. A statue that they’d put in a museum for schoolgirls to giggle over while their mothers drooled. He was the living embodiment of pure, untamed masculinity. And he was reaching for her.
    “Like what you see, little wolf?”
    She swallowed twice before she managed to work her way up from his thick, curved cock, past his ridged abdomen and bulging chest. Heat seared her veins and moisture flooded her pussy. His nostrils flared, scenting her answer, and the wolflight in his eyes glowed brighter. Her wolf rose, hungry and intent. She felt the shiver of her change press against her skin, the wolf trying to get out.
    “Come here,” she said, lifting her arms. “Let me show you how much.”
    But Declan, being Declan, was still trying to prove to her that he wasn’t hers to command. He placed his knees between her legs to spread them wider and then lowered himself to the mattress.
    She dropped her head back against the pillow. “Oh, God. I can’t, Declan. Not now. I hurt.”
    “Do you?” He blew against her damp folds. It was the lightest caress, but it raised goose bumps all over her body. “How much does it hurt?”
    “I need you.”
    He lifted her knee and turned his head to softly nuzzle her inner thigh. He didn’t have a beard like Jack, but he hadn’t shaved this morning and the scrape of his whiskers against her sensitive skin made her moan. She could feel his breath against her pussy.
    Just a few inches closer…
    She