Savage Mates

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.

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

with them? Why would they be asking this guy if he was

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

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

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

as he shifted from one foot to the other. I

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

would be willing?” He asked in that deep, rumbling tone.

down beside my head. He pushed my hair out

open and I glared up at Travis, my cheeks

me.”

he bit his lower lip. His eyes sparkled as he dragged his fingers through my hair, moving them along my scalp. He cupped the side of

sit up and crossed my legs together. Travis moved his hand down to the side of my neck, his fingers ghosting over the bite on the side of my neck and I felt my nipples tighten.

are reserved.

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

change things between us. There was no way to add another person into the mur of this strange relationship that I had found myself

would be the right

were only just starting still

something in the way that he held himself in the way that he looked at me. An almost sadness, like he was worried that I wouldn’t be able to accept him. Ifugged at my soul, seeing something in him that I feh inside

of what the future was bringing, and worried

my hands together in my lap, trying to tell myself