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

by Lizzie Lynn Lee

Adam pulled Eva into his arms. The grass there was soft and the air was warm and scented with pine needles and flowers. He lay her across a patch of velvety grass, his eyes running hungrily over her body.

  Eva shivered with anticipation, her heart beat faster.

  He touched her gently, as if she was made from fragile porcelain and he was afraid of breaking her.

  She reached up and pulled him down to her, her mouth slanting across his in another slow, deep kiss. She could kiss him forever. She would kiss him forever now. His shoulders were hot iron under her hands. She tangled her fingers into his hair, tugging lightly, and was thrilled when he growled into her mouth. Their tongues were twinned, twirling and tasting each other. Eva was floating, her senses lost in Adam’s scent, Adam’s taste, Adam’s feel.

  He broke their kiss and licked the curve of her jaw, nibbling at the soft skin, his tongue darting out to trace the shape of her neck. He threaded his hands deep into her hair and inhaled, pulling her scent deep into him. Chills erupted across her shoulders and arms when his teeth sank into her neck. She arched back, giving him more room for his mouth to roam across her flesh.

  Adam skimmed his tongue across her shoulder blades and dipped into the curve of her breasts, a white-hot trail following each place his tongue swept. Shivers worked their way up her spine as he breathed billows across her nipples, causing each one to pebble into a tight peak. Adam clasped one between his teeth, pulling at it, causing a low moan to bubble up in Eva’s throat. She felt her body begin to throb under his touch, her skin heated under his as he moved down, slipping his tongue into her navel before dipping lower and pushing her thighs apart.

  Air puffed across her pussy when he pulled it open with his fingers. “All of you is beautiful, Eva.” He gave her one long, slow lick with his broad tongue before grabbing her already swollen clit lightly between his teeth. She bucked against the intensity of sensation pouring over her, her body already tightening around his tongue. He pulled back and grinned up at her. “Slow down, love.”

  Her head dropped back with a laugh. “I can’t slow it down, Adam. You do this to me.”

  His answer was to slip his tongue back between her silken folds and plunge it into her slick entrance. With his tongue, he fucked her slowly, slipping it in and out, pushing in further each time. The gentleness began to frustrate Eva and she pushed against his face, searching for more friction. He chuckled against her flesh, the sounds sending vibrations spreading over her pussy. He seemed to know what she wanted. His thumb slid over her clit, his tongue still moving inside her. He circled the slick nub, pressing into it and finally pinching at it.

  She bucked against his mouth as the tremors rolled down her body. Her fingers found his hair and tightened, holding him against her throbbing core, her hips rocking up and pushing into his face, into his tongue. He let her ride out her orgasm and come back down to earth.

  When he rose over her and leaned in for a kiss, she could taste herself on his lips, salty and earthy. His skin met every inch of hers, his sculpted stomach pressed into her soft one, his thick thighs pressing hers open. His tongue was in her mouth and then his cock was in her pussy. One slick thrust settled him deeply into her. Kittenish mewls spilled from her mouth as he rocked into, pulling her hips up to meet his thrusts. Sparks of pleasure flared across her body, spinning her mind higher with each of his powerful thrusts.

  She was watching his face, his eyes were dark, his lips pulled tight. There was no playfulness left in his features as he pounded his cock into her over and over, pulling almost all the way out before plunging back in, his thick cock stretching her body to the limits. It was almost more than she could take. She pushed at him and he stopped, confusion flitting over his face.

  “Are you okay, love?” he asked in concern.

  She pressed a kiss into his lips. “I’m wonderful, Adam. Wonderful. Now, as for you…” She stood, pulling him with her, and pushed him until his back was pressed against a tree. She dropped to her knees in front of him, his cock, coated in her glistening juices, bobbing in front of her face. She thought she’d never seen a more beautiful cock, thick and hard as steel. She leaned forward and captured the wet crown between her lips, tasting her own salt.

  He moaned her name loudly, one hand dropping to the top of her head.

  She grasped the thick base and pushed down, her mouth stretching around the length, forcing until she felt the head hit the back of her throat, then gave a sucking pull all the way back to the tip. She bobbed up and down, loving the feel of his cock slipping between her lips, of her juices and spittle coating her mouth. She reached one hand down and cupped it around his fleshy balls, a thrill shooting through her when she heard his sharp intake of breath. She felt powerful even when she knelt in front of him, then she felt submissive with his cock shoved down her throat. It was a heady sensation for her.

  His other hand dropped to her head and he cradled her there, holding her head still now, as he pumped into her mouth. Her eyes teared up slightly as his cock hit the back of her throat again but she dug her fingers into his hips and urged him deeper. She could feel it thicken, feel it throb, and she knew he was ready, that he was going to spill himself down her throat. She forced her mouth to open wider.

  And suddenly it was empty. He’d pulled out, his cock purple and throbbing in front of her face, his breathing raspy above her.

  “Adam?”

  He didn’t answer her, instead he turned her roughly, forcing her to her hands and knees. Then he was behind her, spreading her open and pushing into her, her pussy clenching around his cock. He pounded into her, his breathing ragged above her, his hands holding tightly to her hips.

  “Eva,” he gasped out, “let me mark you.”

  She looked over her shoulder and saw his eyes, a burning topaz as his tiger pushed at the surface of Adam’s body. Her body responded in kind and she felt her tigress push against her skin. Adam was still pounding into her, her body still pushing back against his. Yes, she wanted him to mark her.

  “Do it,” she growled at him, “make me yours, Adam.”

  With a roar, he leaned forward and sank his teeth deeply into her neck, marking her forever as his. Pain and pleasure exploded across her body, his teeth in her neck, his cock in her pussy, still rocking against her. Colors exploded across her vision and she came, shocks rocking down her body as she felt him explode with her, felt him empty his essence into hers.

  She was marked.

  She was his.

  ***

  They were lying in the soft grass, arms and legs wound across the other. Adam was tickling at her ear with a piece of grass. She swatted at him and giggled. “Stop it, you’re annoying me.”

  “I’m going to annoy you for the rest of my life. Hope you’re ready for that.”

  “I think I can handle that. Adam, I love you.”

  “I love you too.” He planted a soft kiss on her lips.

  “Soooo, do I still have a job?”.

  “I don’t know. I don’t think I need an assistant who’s going to run off every time I have a date.”

  “What? A date? I’ll rip your heart out if you do that to me again, Adam.” She sat up and pounded on his chest with her fists. He laughed again as he caught her hands and pulled her down to him, sucking at her lips, kissing away her anger.

  Her body was draped over his, her breasts pushing into his broad chest, the nipples hardening when they brushed across his skin. He growled at her and pulled her up, pulling one into his mouth when it swept across his mouth. Heat rolled through her as she felt him pull deeply. She turned to liquid heat above him.

  She straddled him, her legs on either side of his waist.

  “You’re fucking gorgeous. A goddamned goddess,” he said to her, his hands tracing over her hips and thighs. One hand slipped between her legs and he slipped his fingers against her seam, pushing at her nether lips until his fingers slide inside her. She arched back, giving him a full view of her body, her breasts up high. He moved his finger
s in and out, slowly stoking up her fires again, making her burn for him.

  Eva reached down and grasped his cock, giving it a squeeze, its length hardening between her fingers. She ran her hand up and down, the silky skin sliding easily between her palms. A drop of liquid appeared at the tip and she massaged at it, rubbing it into his cock. He pulled his fingers from her and watched, his eyes roving over her body possessively.

  She grasped his cock, placed it at the opening of her pussy. She waited, watching his face, before she lowered herself, inch by inch, until she was impaled on his thick shaft. It stretched her pussy wide and when she looked down, she could see where their bodies joined, could see her honey leaking around the base of his cock. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen in her entire life. She tossed her red curls over her shoulders and arched her back, pushing her breasts out, reaching up to pluck at her own nipples, pulling them into tight buds. Adam growled his approval at her and pushed up, lodging himself more firmly inside her.

  She rocked back and forth on his cock, slowly at first, letting her body adjust to his size. She ground down on his shaft, gasping as it hit something high inside her that sent shivers racing over her body. She moved faster, her hands on his stomach for balance, grinding down on him harder. Adam grabbed at her thighs, helping her move on him. He was watching her, her breasts bouncing up and down and her pussy grasping at his cock as she slid up and down it. Her head was thrown back and her mouth was open, long moans rolling out of her throat.

  Adam reached forward and tugged at her clit, rubbing the swollen nub where it peeked from between her lips. It was slick from their earlier lovemaking, sensitive to his touch. She was gasping, pounding her hips down onto him, moaning out his name over and over like he was her savior, her one and only, the light of her life.

  He rubbed at her clit again, two fingers circling it before pinching at it tightly. That was when her body stilled above him for a second, then she plunged down once more and her pussy contracted around him, her muscles milking at him as the tremors rolled across her. He pulled her hips down tightly once again and emptied himself into her, his cock throbbing as he ejaculated into her body.

  Panting, basking in the afterglow, she collapsed onto his chest. He rolled her over, his hands and arms protecting her, and he pulled her into his chest. She snuggled in deeply and they both drifted to sleep in the little clearing, on the silky grass, the sun shining down on them.

  ***

  When Eva woke up, the sun was brushing the tops of the trees and the shadows were growing long along the ground. Adam was awake, watching her sleep. He leaned over and pressed a kiss into her forehead, then picked a few stray leaves from her curls. She smiled up at him and brushed her fingers over his face, resting her hand lightly on his face.

  “So, should we get back?” he asked.

  Eva snuggled deeper. “Do we have too? Can’t we just stay here?”

  He nuzzled into her neck, nibbling at her shoulder. “I guess we could, but we’d have to stay tiger. Besides, I’m looking forward to letting everyone know you’re mine now.” He snorted. “Especially Dean.”

  Eva laughed. “Dean? Why do you care if Dean knows I’m yours?”

  “Well, he’s the one who told me to pull my head out of my ass and claim you. Before he did.”

  She pushed up onto her elbows, thinking. “You don’t say? Dean thought about claiming me? Huh. I never considered that.”

  “And you damn well better not be considering it now,” he growled at her. “You’re mine, Eva. Now and forever.”

  Eva grins at him cheekily. “Then I suggest you behave yourself. Now that I know I have a back-up plan.”

  Adam gave her light smack on her bottom, then stood up and pulled her to her feet. “Let’s get going.” He helped her brush the leaves and grass from her back and she returned the favor for him. Their hands lingered a bit longer than needed and cleaning up took more time than necessary. She located her clothes and got dressed. By the time she dressed and headed down the trail to the parking lot, the sky was twinkling bright with silver stars.

  Adam got dressed and started his rental car. He saw Eva safely into her car before jumping into his car and following her home to her parents’ house. They paused again on the porch and lost themselves in each other’s lips before pushing open the door, ready to greet Eva’s mom and dad and make their announcement.

  Chapter Seven

  “If I’m driving you crazy just remember to put on your seat belt.”

  The house was warm and cozy and there was laughter coming from down the hall. Adam led Eva down the hallway and followed the laughter to the dining room. He shook his head when he saw who was at the table. Dean was sitting there, a plate of pie in front of him, Eva’s mom pouring him a cup of tea. He gave her a flirty half-smile and patted her hand, causing her to blush. Adam rolled his eyes and stepped into the room.

  “Oh, honey, hi! We were wondering when you were coming back. Would you like tea? Or cake? Adam, something for you dear?” Mrs. Carey bustled around the table, pulling out plates and napkins from the sideboard, setting teacups before the empty chairs at the table.

  Eva looked up at Adam and shrugged, slipping her hand into his and tugging him toward the table. Adam saw Dean taking note of their entwined hands with a knowing smirk. He steeled himself for Dean’s snarky remarks; he knew they were coming, his cousin wouldn’t be able to help himself.

  Dean cleared his throat and grinned at Adam. “So, are congratulations in order here?”

  Adam waited, sure something else was coming, but Dean was quiet, just smiling at him and Eva, waiting for Adam’s reply.

  “Ah, yes. Well, I guess they are. We’re engaged.”

  Dean stood and clapped Adam on the shoulder. “Congratulations, cousin!” He gave Eva a hearty peck on her cheek. “And congrats to you, too, soon-to-be-cousin-in-law!”

  “What?” Eva’s parents burst out in surprised chatter, running around the table to take their daughter’s hands. Mr. Carey pulled her into a hug while her mom fluttered around, patting her head and twittering happily. They pulled her to the side, whispering and hugging each other.

  Dean flopped back into his chair and took a big bite of pie followed by a loud slurp of his tea. He pointed at Adam’s plate with his fork. “You gonna eat that?” he asked around a mouthful of cherry pie.

  Adam shoved his plate at Dean, who dug into the pie with gusto. Adam crossed his arms over his chest, his brooding eyes on his cousin. Dean was shoveling the sweet cherries into his mouth, rolling his eyes in appreciation. He slowed his eating when he noticed Adam watching him.

  “What? Something on my face?” He licked crumbs off of his fingers and lips.

  “Well, I’m trying to decide if I should thank you for bringing Rachel around and forcing me to reexamine my feelings for Eva or if I should take you out back and beat your ass for being a meddling jerk.”

  “I really think you should go with the ‘thank you.’ If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be getting hitched. You really do owe me, you know.” Dean gave him a mocking smile.

  “I think that remains to be seen. For now, out of respect for my future in-laws and their home, I’ll leave you alone.”

  “So, are you going to ask me to be your best man? I know a great place for a bachelor party. And a few willing girls, too.” Dean gave his eyebrows a wiggle.

  Adam snorted. “Finish your pie, punk. There won’t be a bachelor party. We won’t have time.”

  “Have you set a date already?”

  “Well,” Adam started, “I’d like to get this done as soon as we can. I don’t see any reason to delay. The faster we get married the faster we can get around to making some cubs.” A picture of Eva heavy with his cub popped into Adam’s head. He imagined how her breasts would look full of milk, how her curves would get even rounder as she filled out with his cubs growing in her. Damn, he wanted her pregnant right now.

  A tap on his shoulder pulled him out of his thoughts and he
looked up to find Eva staring down at him, her arms crossed, eyebrows pulled together.

  “We aren’t getting married any time soon,” she said.

  “Why not? I don’t see any reason to delay.”

  “I want to have a long engagement, take time to plan our wedding and start planning for our future together.”

  “We can do all that planning, after we’re married and have a few cubs.”

  “Whoa! Wait just a second, I’m in no hurry to have cubs. I mean, one day, yes, but not now.”

  Dean and Eva’s parents were looking around the room, trying to figure out if they should leave. Mrs. Carey busied herself with more pie and tea while Mr. Carey suddenly found a small piece of crooked wallpaper interesting. Dean was studying a still-life picture on the wall over the China cabinet. Adam looked around at them, trying to see if he’s going to get any help with his early wedding plans. No one else in the room would meet his eyes. He sighed and turned back to Eva.

  “Listen, when my parents find out we’re engaged they’re going to start in on us to give the clan an heir. Plus, you were in heat a while ago. We might as well get a jump on that.”

  “No way, Adam. Just because weretigresses went to heat only once a year doesn’t mean I want to have cubs right away. I’ve got a lot I want to do. We’re still young, kids can come later. Let’s spend some time together, just the two of us. Let’s travel, get to know each other, find out who we are as couple and then have cubs. There’s no rush.”

  “I don’t see why we have to wait.”

  “I want a nice wedding, Adam! These things take time to plan. Why aren’t you listening to me?”

  Mr. and Mrs. Carey slid out of the dining room door and hurried down the hall to the kitchen. Adam gave Dean a pleading look but Dean just turned back to his pie. Adam stood, his hands out to Eva. “Eva, baby, why don’t we talk about this later?”

  “Huh uh, no way, Adam. We’re talking about this now. We either get married later or we don’t get married at all. And we’re not putting off talking about anything ever again. I’m not going to make that mistake twice.”