Savage Hunt

Chapter 68

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Want me to call you Daddy?

Ryan shifted on the bed, moving so that his back was against the headboard. His blue eyes had grown dark with lust and his cock was half hard already. The room was filled with the scent of their coupling and I could smell it pouring from them.

I watched his hand move down his abs, unable to look away as he touched himself. I couldn’t help but take the time to admire his body. Taking in every hard line and muscular curve. His chest and arms were covered in swirling lines of tattoos that I recognized as Jason’s work. I wondered how long he had sat still with Jason touching him? Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Had it turned him on the way that it did me when that needle hit his flesh?

Most people got freaked out when they got tattoos, the pain either being too much for them. Or they responded as I did, the pain bordering on pleasure that made fucking that much better after a good ink session.

Fuck, just thinking about Ryan all hard from Jason working on him made me feel dizzy. Add in Tillie, her body draped over one of the parlor’s chairs, eyes wide as she watched Jason lean over her. Those black gloves covering his hands as he touched her.

It filled my thoughts with plans for the future. I was going to take her into Jason’s hobby, let her pick something pretty and girly for him to tattoo on her. Then I was going to make her come in that chair, show her how good it could feel.

“Travis.” Ryan growled and I looked back at him, still shocked at the sight of his body and the effect that it was having on me. I had seen him naked after a shift plenty of times and it had nev er turned me on like this. Now, though, things were different. We shared a mate and it was only a matter of time before we would end up fucking.

“Ryan.” I said, tilting my head to the side.

“What are you waiting for?” He asked, his voice a low growl that I felt all the way down to my toes. His teeth sank into his lower lip as his hand moved lower down his body. Fingers wrapped around the shaft of his penis, stroking himself.

Ryan’s hand moved up and down until his cock was hard. His eyes swept down my body. Stopping at my hard dick. It was red and swollen, precum leaking from the tip. I had been hard for so long that I was ready to bust at just the slightest look or touch.

Fuck if being on edge like this hadn’t turned me on more. Fucking Jason and his threat to tie me up. I should have just let him do it.

Tillie let out a breathy moan, moving closer to Ryan. Her breasts pressed against his slide and she threw her legs over his. Her hips rocked back and forth and she let out a needy little sound as she rubbed her pussy against him. Trying to ease the ache that we were making her feel.

She was asleep but the need that I had for them was pulsing through the bond. She had to feel how turned on Ryan was too. That had to be getting her worked up just like it was me.

Ryan moved his hand up her side, watching her as she moved her body into his touch. He stopped when he reached her breast, cupping it in his hand. She moved, tucking herself better against the hand on her breast and he rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, mak ing her let out a whimper. Her heartbeat changed and I knew that she wouldn’t be asleep too much longer.

“Travis, come take care of our mate.” His tone was commanding and I found myself moving fucking forward without even thinking about it.

“Want me to call you daddy, too?” I smirked.

“Travis.” He growled out and my smirk deepened.

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I climbed onto the foot of the bed, grabbing Tillie’s ankle. I pressed an open mouthed kiss against the arch of her foot, trailing my lips up to dart my tongue over the ankle bone. A whimper escaped her lips and she pressed her face against the pillow, fighting to try and stay asleep.

“Was this what you wanted, daddy?”

His lips twitched into a ghost of a smile before smoothing out. He didn’t say anything to me, he just nodded. One hand was still playing with her breast, the other worked his cock with slow, languid strokes.

I wanted to take him into my mouth, to roll my tongue around his flesh and feel his hardness pressed to my tongue. Taste the salt on his skin, taste Tillie on his skin.

A growl slipped past my lips and I closed my eyes, trying to control my beast. He was ready to fuck, to punish Ryan for the hard on that I’d had all night.

I worked my lips up Tillie’s leg, pressing open mouthed kisses against her. Listening to her whimper and moan as I got closer to her pretty pink pussy. I settled myself between her thighs, looking at the tender folds of her sex, they were puffy and glistening with her arousal and Ryan’s cum.

Nipping at the inside of her thigh, she sucked in a breath and I knew that she was awake now. The shower turned off and I smiled against her skin. Jason would be joining us. That was

good. I wanted him to see me fucking our mate.

Kissing my way up to her pussy, I worked my tongue through her slick folds. Sucking the cum from her skin. She tasted so god damn good.

So fucking sweet and addictive. Filled with both of their seed, it didn’t do anything to take away from the sweet taste of her. If anything, it turned me on more.

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Trolled my hips, thrusting myself against the bed to try to ease some of the ache that had been building up in me all night.