Savage Mates novel Chapter 33

Chapter Thirty-Three Are you Willing? 

Tillie

I laid still, not opening my eyes as I listened to the talk. Ryan’s words rang loud in my ears. “When are you going to claim her?

Earlier, when I had been pulled from sleep, I hadn’t known what was going on and I figured it was best to stay quiet to try to figure things out. The worry and fear had been almost enough to send me into a panic attack and I didn’t want Ryan and Travis to see me like that.

It had gripped at me, clawing at my throat. Making everything inside me feel weak. But just as soon as it had hit me it was gone like a switch had been hit and I could breathe again.

I didn’t understand how I could be feeling that way. I had just had one of the best sexual experiences of my entire life. Everything but my mind had been relaxed when I had been cuddled against Ryan before I fell asleep. But now, he wasn’t with me and it felt like a part of me was missing, even though he was still in the same room. It felt the same way with Travis. Everything was better when they were touching me. When they were near me.

Maybe they were having second thoughts? That could be both good and bad. Good cause I could sneak away back to my normal boring life without it bothering them. But, bad because I could sneak out of here without it bothering them.

The bad pulled at something inside of me that I didn’t want to think about. Tonight wasn’t supposed to be about me jumping into a new relationship. Yet, here I was thinking about having one with not just one, but two men.

Things had just ended with Jake. I shouldn’t be thinking about anything long term until I had dealt with my feelings regarding Jake.

“We can’t have you going feral.” Ryan said, pulling me out of my mini panic filled thoughts.

Feral, they had mentioned that earlier when they had told me that I was their mate. Was the man that I had heard speaking earlier also someone who believed that he was a werewolf? What kind of people did these guys hang out with that thought they were creatures that couldn’t exist and how many of them were out there? Had I gotten sucked into some weird paranormal cult?

“I know you‘re close to it. When we ran last night, I felt it… When are you going to claim her?” Ryan asked and I felt

something bubble up in the pit of my stomach. I hoped that they were talking about someone else and not me. I had already been fucked and bitten by the two of them. I didn’t know if I would be able to handle another person fucking me if he was anything like Travi and Ryan.

I didn’t know if my body could take it but fuck if I didn’t want to find out. I had to have been in hell or maybe I was going there. My abdomen tightened and I could feel the wetness pooling at my center at the thought of getting fucked by the man with a deep voice that sounded so rough, so on edge.

What was wrong with me? What was wrong with them? Why would they be asking this guy if he was going to claim me?

Opening my eyes, I slowly moved my head to the side so that I could look at the three of them. Ryan was leaning on the desk that he had bent me over earlier and Traviss was standing in front of the man, blocking the office door. The man that they were talking to had his back to me.

He was taller than the other two men, his body was lean and hard. My gaze moved down the long lines of his legs. He was wearing charcoal gray slacks with a matching suit jacket. Was this like some mafia type thing? Was that what was going on? Mentally sighing, I went back to ogling the man.

The dark material hugged his body and I couldn’t help but admire the way his ass looked in his slacks. He had a bubble butt that my palms itched to squeeze. I wondered what the rest of him looked like beneath that suit. If he was muscular and toned or lithe. His body almost reminded me of a dancer’s build.

Like he had spent hours practicing and as he shifted from one foot to the other. I could see a grace to him that the others didn’t seem to have.

Swallowing hard, I continued my study of him. Taking in his sun kissed blond hair that fell in messy waves over the back of his neck. I wanted to run my fingers through those thick strands, to see if they felt as soft as they looked. Why did I want to touch him? Why did my body burn for him? I should be exhausted after what Travis and Ryan had done to me, but here I was thinking about this man that I didn’t know.

“Do you think she would be willing?” He asked in that deep, rumbling tone. “Three mates is a lot for a human to handle.”

Travis moved around the desk and I closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep. His footsteps were soft and I held my breath, hoping he wouldn’t realize that I was awake. He stopped beside me, crouching down beside my head. He pushed my hair out of my face. “What do you say, sweets? Would you be willing or are you going to keep pretending to be asleep while the scent of your pussy feels this room, teasing us?”

My eyes snapped open and I glared up at Travis, my cheeks flushing. “I wasn’t pretending and, and, you can’t smell

me.”

Swallowing hard, I looker sway from Iravie Hie questions on hanking in the air. My eyes moved over to Ryan. His arms were crossed over Pas chest, but I could feel that he wasn’t upset about the turn of events. He was looking at Travie and me tout I knew that he was also worried about the man beskle him

I couldn’t help but worry that it was willing that it would change things between us. There was no way to add another person into the mur of this strange relationship that I had found myself in without it changing things

An aching loneliness. This man was adrift, unsure of what the future was bringing, and worried about it

*Tillie, I didn’t drug you.’ Travis growled out, his hand shooting forward to grip my chin and make me look him in the eyes. “I wouldn’t do that to you.”