Savage Mates novel Chapter 28

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Drugged, maybe? 

Ryan pulled his softening penis from my mouth, lifting my face up to his so that he could press his lips to mine. His tongue moved over my bottom lip as he tasted himself on me.

Travis moved his lips down my back, his hands caressed over my bottom and hips as he grew soft inside of me. “You took your punishment so good, sweets.” His voice was breathy and I could feel his hot breath against my skin.

“He’s right. You made us feel so good, baby girl.” Ryan said, pulling back slightly to rest his forehead against mine.

“You guys can’t use orgasms to control me or distract me.” I said, looking up at Ryan. His lips twitched into a smile before his face went smooth.

“I’ll try to remember that in the future.” His lips pressed against mine one last time. The kiss was soft, but I wasn’t going to let it make me forget what they had said to me. What they claimed to be and who they said that I was to them.

Travis pulled his penis from my body. I felt cum drip onto my legs and then his fingers were on my thighs. Scooping up the mess before he shoved it back inside of me. “Can’t have it going to waste.”

Ryan shook his head before helping me over to the couch. My legs were shaking so bad and I was worried that tomorrow I wouldn’t be able to walk. It felt like I had been running a marathon and I wasn’t a runner. That was Charity. She was the fit one out of the two of us. She loved dragging me on hikes and to the gym. I did it because she was my best friend, but if I had the choice, I’d rather stay in and veg out while watching cheesy horror movies.

“How do you feel?” Ryan asked, tucking himself into his jeans. Picking up the shirt that Travis had brought over for me earlier, he bunched the material up before slipping it over my head. I slid my arms through the holes, thinking

about what I was feeling. It was such a rare thing for me to be asked after sex.

Jake had always used to ask if I was okay, like what he had done had hurt me in some way. But I had always been left wanting more from him, sure I would climax with him but it was nothing like what these two had made me feel, and that scared me.

What was I going to do when it was all over? 

I would never be able to go back to plain boring, vanilla sex. Ryan and Travis had ruined that for me.

Ryan dragged his fingers beneath my hair, pulling it out of the shirt. I smoothed my hands over my stomach. The snug fitting shirt, I worried that it was too tight for just a moment before realizing that it didn’t matter. These men had seen every part of my naked body and worshiped every curvy and swell. Ryan ran his hands down my legs. His touch was soft and it made my heart beat quicker, but I wasn’t filled with the same need as before. He pulled my heels off, rubbing my feet with firm strokes before placing them back onto the ground. Leaning over, he picked up the sweats that Travis had thrown on the couch earlier after I had slipped on my dress, taunting him. “Tillie, are you okay?”

“Who did you take drinks from besides me?” Travis asked. His words were careful but I felt anger sweep through me. The desire to hit something was so strong that I pressed my hands flat onto the couch to try to hold them back.

“No one, I’m talking about the drinks that you gave me.” I answered.