Mounted By Her Weretiger Mate (Steamy Weretiger Paranormal Romance) Read Free Page A

of deserved it,” I said after a moment of silence, watching as Jake sat down on the trunk of a downed tree. “You were going to sell an endangered animal to some rich asshole as a pet.”
     
    “Yeah,” he said, staring off into the trees. “I’m not disputing that. All I want to do now is live my life in peace, where I can leave all of that behind me—even if the curse haunts me forever.”
     
    I sat down beside him on the tree trunk, feeling more pity than fear as he sat there so forlornly. I wanted to do something, those feelings of wanting to help him heal the wound he suffered for his own mistakes returning in full swing.
     
    “You could always start over,” I said, looking up into that rugged face as he finally turned to me. “You could go back to the states and start a new life there.”
     
    “A new life as a monster in a country full of people and nowhere to hide?” He shook his head. “I don’t think that’s an option.”
     
    “I can help you,” I said, biting my lip as something more than pity rose up inside of me. “You don’t have to be alone, Jake.”
     
    “You really think I have a chance?”
     
    “We won’t know until you try,” I said, laying my hand on his arm gently.
     
    A shock passed between the two of us as I touched his bare skin, the sensation running down my arm and all the way between my legs. I’d never felt anything like it in my life before than moment, a hunger inside of me awakening with the force of a freight train.
     
    I heard Jake take in a deep breath through his nose, his eyes dilating as he shivered beneath my touch.
     
    “Your scent,” he whispered, his mouth open as his breathing deepened. “I can smell your lust.”
     
    “My—” I began, gasping as he moved so quickly against my body. “Jake!”
     
    “It wants you,” he purred in my ear, his own strong scent filling my senses and overwhelming in one fell swoop. “Lana, it’s so strong…”
     
    My gasp turned into a moan, his strong body pressing against mine as he laid me down on the jungle floor. To say I didn’t want him, didn’t lust for him, would have been the greatest lie I’d ever told—and in truth, I knew it was more than a simple matter of want. I needed him.
     
    “Jake…” I gasped as I felt his lips pressing against my neck, his skin burning hot against mine as the full weight of his body was grinding against me. I was soaked, and I knew that deep down I’d craved this moment since I first laid eyes on him.
     
    “Yes,” I whimpered, my eyes closing as I rejoiced in the sensation of his skin against my own. “Please, Jake.”
     
    I felt him tearing my clothes, ripping them like wet paper with his unnatural strength. The warm jungle air clung to my skin as I watched him tear apart the fly of my jeans. He was so strong. I was almost scared of what that kind of strength might do to me, but the way he tore my clothes to get at my naked body only served to slicken my wanting sex even more.
     
    I moaned, running my fingers through his hair as he pulled my pants off and ripped open my panties. I was soaked, and I fumbled to undo the clasp of my bra while Jake knelt down between my legs, his tongue sliding over the wet mire of my pussy.
     
    I cried out as I felt his tongue caressing my clit. It felt so good to be touched there after so long.
     
    “Holy fuck,” I whimpered, laying my hand on the back of his head to encourage him to get a much better taste of my slick lust. “That’s it. Oh, God!”
     
    I closed my eyes and let out a muffled moan into the jungle night, drowned out by the multitude of animal calls permeating the air. Every pass of his tongue over my needy clit sent me into a spiral of ever growing ecstasy. My chest heaved as I felt myself beginning to sweat from more than just the humidity, my stomach muscles contracting with every flick of Jake’s tongue.
     
    “Jake! Holy fuck!” I moaned as he came up for air, a tightness building in my hips that