Roar Lover Roar: BBW Shape Shifter Mail Order Bride Romance & Paranormal Erotica Part 1 (Shifter Mail-Order Romance) Read Online Free Page B

had no idea how he was going to prove that he was falling for her, but he would have to worry about that later. For now his main goal was to keep her safe. They had left the hotel an hour before the sun rose. He could not take her to the pride yet, he decided. Raja could find her easily there by following her scent. No, he would have to take her underground.
                  The caves rested deep in the jungle, surrounded by a small waterfall and several large eucalyptus trees. The scent of the trees would block and disguise Ameera’s, keeping her safe.
                  The three of them had started the journey by foot, but once they met the tree line of the jungle, Marcus and William shifted to their lion form. Ameera walked for a few minutes, but after she tripped over large roots twice, Marcus had persuaded her to take a seat on his back. He nudged his large head into her waist, pushing her backwards until her rump rested on his side. When she tried to push away he simply nudged her again, the weight of his large head sending her backwards. Finally she gave in.
                  Now, sitting atop the large lion, Ameera was slowly being lulled to sleep by the gentle gait in his walk. Not able to keep her eyes open any longer, she stretched her body out, laying her head on the pillow that was Marcus’ mane. Wrapping her arms around his big neck, she fell into a deep sleep.
     
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                  Ameera awoke to the sound of trickling water. Opening her eyes, she saw soft light dancing over dark stone walls. Lifting her head, she took in her surroundings. They were definitely underground somewhere. Bowls of oil were lit and scattered around the cavern, making it easy to see. Underneath her were several thick blankets, warding off the cold stone. She felt something move at her backside and she turned quickly. Marcus lay beside her, naked and still asleep. Seizing the opportunity, she took her time measuring his body. He was not as skinny as she originally thought. Instead, he had a much huskier build, heavy with muscle. His five o’ clock shadow had grown into a full scruff, making him look more rugged. She followed his muscles down his arms, over his abdomen, down to his hips. Against his leg lay his member, and she blushed when she took in his size. Even soft, he was quite large.
                  Thinking back to last night, before all of the clamor, she remembered how his lips felt against hers; how his hands burned through her dress into her flesh. Not able to stop herself, she extended her hand and ran it gently down the length of his body. He twitched, opening his eyes. He stared at her calmly, letting her make her next move. She took her time, running her hands over his chest, arms, and back, scratching lightly with her fingernails. As she did this, Marcus’ member stirred, coming to life and engorging. But he waited, letting her touch and explore him the way she wanted until she was satisfied.
                  Every touch for him was a tease, a whisper of pleasure meant for another time. Every fiber of his being wanted to reach out and take her, but he didn’t. He wanted more than just her body, he wanted her trust. So he stayed still until the moment she leaned down and pressed her lips to his. Only then did he reach for her, wrapping one arm around her waist, and another around her neck, rolling them until she rested underneath him.
                  Ameera still wore her traveling clothes, a pair of old blue jeans, hiking boots and a plain white tank top. But Marcus had to admit that he found her more attractive in these than in the dress she was wearing last night. She was beautiful, of course, but not like this. This was Ameera, plain and simple, and he liked it. A lot. His lips came to hers again and this time she did not push him away. Instead, she wrapped her hand around the back of his neck and pressed him into her, curling her