Savage Mates

Chapter Twenty Two Aggressive in the Sack 

“Oh, fuck, daddy.” She panted, working herself against me faster like she couldn’t decide whether she should take more of my dick or grind herself against my fingers for more friction.

“Such a naughty mouth.” i groaned in her ear.

“Daddy.” She cried out and i bucked into her faster, making the decision for her. She was going to take my cock, 1 was going to make her scream for me. “Please, daddy.”

“You want to come for daddy, don’t you baby girl?” I asked, already knowing the answer to my question. I could feel it in the way her cunt gripped my cock in a vice like grip.

“Yes, daddy.” She moaned and I moved my fingers faster, my other hand gripping her hip tighter.

I looked over at Travis. He had pulled his cock out of his jeans and his hand was moving up and down his length at the same pace that I was roughly taking our mate. His eyes were glued to my hand and the way that I was touching her body. Her vaginal walls started to flutter around my cock and I growled in her ear. “So close, don’t stop.”

blood pulsing beneath her skin under my

came apart in my arms. I had wanted her to scream but this was so much better the way that her raspy voice sounded as she called me daddy. Claiming to the world that she was my girl, it was everything to

right now and it

of my fingers to let her ride out the

The sound filled with pleasure and pain. White hot pleasure moved down my spine and I could feel everything that she was feeling as our bond settled

I growled. That pain mixed with everything that I was feeling was enough to make me come. My cock jerked hard inside of her and I

from the couch and I looked over at him. I watched the ropes of thick white cum shoot out from the tip of his reddened cock land on his chest. His face twisted up in that pain/pleasure mask and I knew that he was getting off on watching the two of us and from the bond

that mating to wolves must have left our poor mate feeling drained and there was still so much that we needed to talk to her about. It could wait, after all,

a kiss to the side

to put it on the desk. She tried to pull away from me, but I tightened my arm around her waist. I