Romance Warfare: a Tigress' Guide to NOT Secure a Mate: BBW Tiger Shape Shifter Paranormal Romance

by Lizzie Lynn Lee

  “No.” He growled low in his throat and grabbed her upper arm, his grip tightening almost painfully as he tugged her toward the door.

  She snatched her arm from his hand. “What the hell, Adam?”

  “Get outside.” He steered her from the reception room towards a hallway.

  “Oh no. I’m not going down anymore hallways with you.”

  “Do you think this is a fucking joke, Eva?”

  “I’m beginning to wonder if you’re a fucking joke, Adam,” she snapped. “Get your goddamn hands off me. I’ve told you once and I’ll tell you again. I’m not your fucking property. You have no say over me, understand? I. Am. Not. Your. Business.”

  Adam snatched her to him, forcing her face up to his. “There are weretigers crawling all over this hotel right now because of you. You’re in heat. Every tiger within fifty miles has scented and tracked you here. So right now, keeping you safe is my business. You need to stay with me. Don’t leave my side all night.”

  When Adam dropped her arms, Eva bolted. She pushed her way through a crowd coming into the reception room and took off for the elevators. She couldn’t hear Adam’s voice calling her as the doors slid shut, cutting him off from her view.

  She was panting by the time she made it to her room and pushed through the door. She knew Adam was telling the truth, all those men were there for her. She was in heat. She could feel it in the way her clothes were rubbing against her skin and the way her body was flushed. She couldn’t believe she didn’t realize it before. She was embarrassed to realize that not only did Adam know, but Dean did as well. Every weretiger downstairs did. Not only that, they all showed up there just because of her. Suddenly, she couldn’t stand to be in her human skin anymore.

  She shed her dress and shoes and dropped to floor. Before her knees and hands hit the floor, she shifted. Her tiger emerged with a muted roar, long, sleek, beautifully striped skin rippling over powerful muscles. She stretched, paws reaching long across the floor and began to pace the room, padding back and forth across the thick carpet. She tried to let her tigress take over, to let the power of her animal body soothe her mind but it was not working. She was still overly aware of the fact that Adam was nearby and knew she was in heat.

  And all the males downstairs ripe for picking.

  She shifted back and turned on the cold water of the shower, standing under the spray and letting it wash over her and assuage her heated skin. She stepped out and toweled off, feeling a little more levelheaded. The shift and the shower seemed to have helped her concentration.

  Eva still wondered about Adam and his hot and cold act. She thought maybe her coming into heat had something to do with his actions. Maybe she should have a heart-to-heart conversation with him.

  Yeah, she really should.

  Eva decided she had to talk to him. She had to make him see he had no claim on her anymore, that he couldn’t continue his jealous outbursts. Not if they planned to continue to work together. This disruption of their professional life had to stop. No more crossing personal and professional boundaries. From either one them.

  Her cell phone rang as she dried her body with a towel. It was Adam. She swiped it. “Yes?”

  “Are you okay?”

  “Why wouldn’t I be?”

  “I just…wanted to check on you.”

  “Adam, we need to talk.”

  “Okay.”

  “Not on the phone. I’ll come over…”

  With her mind made up, Eva slipped on the plush hotel robe, crossed the few feet of carpeting that separated her door from his and knocked on Adam’s door. She was holding her breath when he finally opened, afraid to say what she had come to say.

  Adam had stripped off his jacket and tie, his collar was loose and his sleeves rolled up. He looked so hot Eva wanted to bite him. He stepped back and waved her in, easing the door shut behind her.

  He was there, facing her, waiting on her to speak. Her mind couldn’t seem to form thoughts, her tongue couldn’t form words. All her senses were overloaded with Adam. His scent was curling up her nose, driving her insane with want. She could feel her heart thudding in her chest. Her tigress was roaring inside her. Then he said her name, his voice husky and low with need.

  “Eva.”

  Unconsciously, she let out a low growl as her tigress threatened to erupt from beneath her skin. If she was in heat before, right now she was burning before this virile male. She could feel the pound of her blood, the hammering dance of her heartbeat, and the way her skin warmed up feverishly. Her brain said no, but her body demanded the opposite thing. All rational thought diminished.

  Her instinct took over.

  With a feral hiss, she launched herself at him, catching him across the chest and tumbling them both to the bed behind him. She found herself spread over his body, her robe slipping from her shoulders, exposing the tops of her creamy breasts to his gaze. A flush travelled over her body, lighting a fire deep inside.

  Adam didn’t look that surprised. “Eva, are you sure?”

  She answered by pulling him to her and sucking his bottom lip into her mouth. Last time, he’d been the aggressor, this time she took charge of the kiss. She pulled on his lips, nibbling over the plump flesh before slipping the tip of her tongue into his mouth, tasting her way across his lips. His hands travelled up her back and his fingers tangled into her fiery waves, pulling at the pins that held it up. He pulled her into him, his thumbs brushing over her cheeks as he returned every nibble and lick she gave him. He tasted like brandy and smelled like a spicy fire. Her eyes drifted closed as she lost herself in his smell and his taste.

  After letting her have her way, Adam flipped her over and pinned her beneath him. He brushed her hair from her face, trailing the back of his hand over her cheek.

  “You’re so damned beautiful, Eva. You always have been.”

  His hand glided lower, slipping her robe apart until her peaked nipples popped from between the snowy white lapels. They were high and tight and he captured one in his mouth, his tongue circling, his teeth scraping over the sensitive flesh. He sucked deeply, pulling her nipple into his mouth and she felt the pull all the way to her toes, felt her body catching fire underneath him. He moved to her other side, biting harder now, growling low in his throat. She arched into him as sparks prickled over her skin.

  He kissed lower, trailing his tongue between her plump cleavage, biting at her silken flesh. When he reached the belt of her robe he tugged it open and pushed the robe off, leaving her entire body exposed for his perusal. He made a satisfied grunt as he took in her softly rounded stomach, her curvy hips, her tits, nipples hardened into peaks, her pussy, already leaking with her arousal. He reached down and ran one finger over the seam, collecting her wetness on his finger before slipping it between his lips and tasting her. His eyes darkened. “You’re sweet as fuck, Eva.”

  She couldn’t stand it any longer, she had to see him. She sat up and tugged at his shirt, finally pulling harshly and popping the buttons in her haste to get it off of him. She dragged it over his arms and tossed it across the room. He was chiseled and hard in all the right places. She ran her nails over his chest and down his stomach, thrilling when the muscles contracted and quivered at her touch. She flicked open the button to his pants and eased the zipper down, pushing her hand into the opening and finding his thick cock, nestled in the silky material of his expensive boxers. She wrapped her fingers around the throbbing length, squeezing and tugging, pulling it out so she could see.

  “Goddamn, Eva.” Adam moaned and pushed his pants down and away, giving her free access to his cock. He watched as she stroked her hand up and down, running her hand over the tip before stroking back down to the base again.

  “Enough. Now for you,” he growled at her and pushed her back to the bed again. He grasped her ankles in each hand and pulled her legs apart. She was panting, watching his face as he brought one ankle to his shoulder, feline fangs scraping at her leg, licking his way down her calf, nipping at
the soft flesh behind her knee before biting into her inner thigh, inhaling her scent and nudging her pussy with his nose.

  “Adam, please,” her voices trembled with her want.

  “Please what, Eva?” His mouth was hovering over her swollen pussy, his breath puffing over her flesh.

  “I don’t…”

  “Tell me what you want, Eva.” He trailed his tongue lightly over one outer lip, grazing her trimmed hair at the top.

  She was panting now, her breath huffing out in short bursts. “I want…you.”

  “You want me to what, Eva?” He eased his tongue into her seam, she felt the tip brush near her clit before pulling back. “Ask me to make you come, Eva.”

  “Yes, please, make me come, Adam.”

  He dipped his head again and wiggled his tongue further into her pussy, parting the lips and sweeping his tongue across the swollen flesh.

  “Ask me if you can come on my face, Eva.” He flicked his tongue and slid it into her slick entrance. She could feel him sliding it in and out, slow and easy, pushing further into her with each thrust, his nose brushing across her clit. Shudders raced down her body and he pulled away, looking up at her from between her thighs.

  “Ask me, Eva,” he demanded.

  She felt the cool air rushing over her where his face had been and shivers, her skin raising. She erupted into trembles when he ran his thumb over her clit.

  “Please, Adam, please let me come on your face,” she choked out. Then his tongue was pushing back into her, thrusting up into her, only to be replaced by his fingers, first one, then two, as he moved over her clit and sucked it into his mouth. His fingers were fucking her, her juices coating his hand, and his mouth was sucking at her clit, pulling at the nub with his teeth before circling it with his tongue. His fingers and tongue continued their sensual assault until she lost all sense of being, until she was nothing but sensation under his body.

  She pushed up into him and widened her legs, letting him delve further into her body, her hips began to move on their own accord, grinding against his fingers and mouth. She was panting his name, the sounds mewling out of her as heated pressure built at her core. She felt her muscles tightening around his fingers as sparks flew over her body.

  Fuck. “Adam.” She moaned his name over and over as he pushed her higher and higher until her world exploded around her.

  “That’s it baby, that’s it. Come for me.” Adam pumped his fingers in and out of her pussy. It clenched around his hand. Her body trembled from head to toe.

  He didn’t even give her a second to rest, she was still shaking from her first explosive orgasm when he settled himself between her opened legs, draping her legs over his thighs and pushing his thick cock into her with one smooth thrust.

  She felt a pinch, then a giving, as her pussy expanded around him, stretching to fit his cock. He rocked into her, one hand on her stomach, holding her down, the other lifting her hips up so she met every thrust he made.

  “Eva, you’re so tight,” he moaned and ground into her, his pubic bone pounding into hers with each thrust. He pulled her legs further apart and pushed in again, sinking his cock in to the hilt before pulling back the entire length. He pounded into her slowly, pushing in and pulling out, as if he wanted to make sure she felt every thick inch of him inside of her.

  She pushed up against him, rocking her hips with his, trying to make him fuck her faster. He was watching her face, restraining himself as he waited, still fucking her oh-so-slowly.

  When she started to beg again, he relented and pounded into her and then reached down and pinched her clit. That was all it took to send her over the edge. Her pussy was clenching around his dick as she screamed his name over and over. This time, he let her sag against him, her breathing hitching as she tried to catch her breath.

  “Adam, that was….” she panted at him.

  “Eva, baby girl, we’re not done.” With that, he flipped her to her stomach and jerked her hips back to him, sliding his cock into her deeper than before. He pounded into her so hard and so fast she could feel his balls slapping against her pussy with each thrust. A few thrusts deep into her was all it took for her break apart again and she was coming on his cock, her face buried into the pillow to muffle her screams, his fingers biting into her hips as he rode her through her pleasure and into his own.

  The last thing Eva remembered before slipping into a fuck-drugged sleep is losing count at five orgasms. Adam fucked her until she was limp, making her come over and over on his cock, on his tongue, on his hand, until her muscles were liquid and her brain was fogged with pleasure. She thinks she remembered him murmuring something sweet and soothing into her ear before she slipped into sleep but she was not entirely sure. And right then, she didn’t really care.

  The morning light shifted through the shades and rolled over Eva’s face, nudging her awake. She blinked, disoriented at the heavy weight that was holding down her legs. With sudden clarity, she remembered. Adam. Last night. Fucking her like he owned her.

  She swallowed and shifted, rolling over to peer at Adam, deep in sleep beside her, his leg thrown over hers. Shit. She eased her leg from between his, holding her breath when he sighed and rolled over. She had to get out of there without waking him up. She slipped over the side of the bed and retrieved her robe from the floor, cinching the belt around her, then blushing as she remembered Adam tying her arms over her head with it at one point last night. She couldn’t believe what she did.

  She quietly opened the door and slipped across the hall to her own room, grateful it was early and no one was around to see her very short walk of shame. She climbed into the shower and let the hot water pound on her very used body. She had small aches all over her body, proof that Adam fucked her over and over in ways she’d never been fucked before. Her nipples were still sensitive and her flesh stung in places as the water sluiced over her, washing off the sweat and dried juices from the night before. She leaned against the shower wall and shut her eyes, letting the water pour over her head.

  She couldn’t believe she let her in-heat tigress take over like that. At one point, she thought she was begging Adam to mark her. To make her his. Is that what I really want? To be Adam’s? No, there was no way that was what she wanted. It was just her heat, it was stronger than it had ever been before. Now that it had been taken care of she didn’t have to worry about it anymore.

  After stepping out of the shower and drying off, she quickly dressed and tossed her things into her bags. She was going home.

  And this time she wouldn’t be returning.

  She peered out of the doorway peephole to make sure Adam wasn’t outside and took off toward the elevators, her bags banging against her knees. When she reached the lobby, she left a quick message for Adam and Dean at the desk and took the concierge up on his offer to find her a taxi. She phoned the airline from the car, even trading her first-class ticket for a coach ticket in order to get home quickly. It was only after she was off the phone, all her plans finalized, that she let the tears slip down her face. Her last view of Vegas beyond the glass was streaked with her regret.

  Eva spent the entire flight home pretending to sleep against the window so the heavy man next to her would stop trying to show her pictures of his trip to the Grand Canyon. She’d never been so relieved to ride in a smelly cab as when she finally rode the busy streets of New York. She headed straight for her apartment and locked herself in her room to avoid questions from her sister. She was dreading Adam’s return in two days. She couldn’t imagine what they’d say to each other.

  She stuck her head outside her room when she heard a door click shut. Making sure her sister had left, she sneaked into the kitchen and pulled a bottle of cold vanilla vodka from the freezer, along with a container of cherry chocolate chip ice cream. Back in her room, she wrapped herself in her comforter and spooned ice cream into her mouth, chasing every spoonful down with a slug of vodka. If she had to, she’ll spend the next two days drowning herself in sugar and alc
ohol until she forgot what happened with Adam. She downed another spoonful of ice cream and had just tipped the bottle back when her phone rang.

  She fumbled for the phone, dropping the vodka bottle as she hit the accept button. “Shit,” she mumbled into phone. She threw a spare pillow onto the puddle of vodka before remembering her phone. “Um, hello,” she slurred into the phone.

  “Eva?” She heard a puzzled male voice on the other end.

  Shit. It’s Adam.

  “Shit, Adam, it’s you,” she mumbled into the phone.

  “Eva, are you okay?” he asked her.

  “I’m fine, I’m fine.” She sat up and rubbed at her eyes with her hands. The ice cream spoon smeared into her hair. She flung it to the floor. “I’m fine.”

  “Yeah, you said that.”

  “Oh. Well, how are you then, Adam? Boss man Adam?”

  “Are you drunk?”

  “Do you care, Adam, if I’m drunk?”

  There was silence on the other end.

  “Yoohoo, are you there?”

  “Eva, why did you leave without telling me?”

  “Cause I’m a big girl, Adam. I don’t need you.”

  “I didn’t say you did, Eva.” His voice was cold and dangerous. It sobered her immediately.

  “Why are you calling me?”

  “I wanted to make sure you were okay. You can’t just fucking disappear like that.”

  “I’m pretty sure we’ve been over this before. What I do is none of your fucking business.”

  “How about fucking me? Is that my business?”

  “No, it’s not. You served your function. You got me through my heat without me having to resort to a random dude I picked up in the bar. Thanks for that.”

  She thought she could feel his anger permeating through the phone. The silence stretched long between them. She swallowed hard. Oops, did I go too far this time? Adam was a proud male and he was a weretiger, plus he was some big shot for a multi-billion-dollar company. Big ego was something she shouldn’t be surprised about anyway.