Page 75 of Chasing Savannah

“'Come for me, baby,” Carlos demanded, his strokes speeding.

“Come for him, kitten,” Derrick whispered.

The intensity of her approaching orgasm scared her. She shook her head to fight it. Tingles started down her spine, her sex pulsed, squeezing around his cock and power danced along her skin. Carlos reached between them, his fingers pinching her clit and she exploded. She screamed, her eyes closing tight as stars dotted her vision. Derrick moaned, cursing, pulling from her mouth. Carlos shouted his pleasure. She collapsed on top of Derrick, with Carlos pinning her in his lap.

Carlos laughed and kissed her spine. “My God, you feel amazing.”

He pulled out of her and Derrick pulled her further up into his lap, having her straddle him. She burrowed her face into his shoulder, hiding her face. She dragged her teeth across the column of Derrick’s throat and he gave a throaty moan. Though she knew it was natural, she couldn’t help feeling a little self-conscious.

Carlos watched her, his lust nowhere near sated. He pulled the condom from his length and Derrick longed for the day they wouldn’t need the latex separating them from their mate. Carlos walked into the bathroom and Derrick focused his attention back to Savannah, and her wet center, currently resting on his still hard cock.

She was nibbling on his neck, and he was debating how far they would take her this night. Carlos came back into the room with wet a cloth. Derrick couldn’t help but smile at the smug expression on the Alpha’s face. He was shocked Carlos hadn’t bitten their mate.

“No bite?” he asked, as Carlos turned their mate to clean her.

Carlos stared at her, the heat still in his eyes. Hell, it was burning down their connection.

“One of her rules.” The Felix gently cleansed their mate’s sex.

Derrick tugged on Savannah’s ponytail. “Rules, huh?”

She hissed as he tugged again, bringing her into his chest. He released her hair and cupped her breast.

She moaned. “Rule. Just one. No biting.”

She wiggled on his dick and he scraped his teeth down her neck. Why the fuck would Carlos agree to that?

“How set in stone is that rule?” He whispered in her ear.

“Very.” She growled, her power raising the hair on his arms.

Carlos threw the wash cloth over his shoulder, and lifted their mate’s legs. She threw her head back as Carlos’ mouth covered her sex. He watched him devour her, nearly coming from her grinding her ass into his cock. Derrick’s panther swiped at his insides, his need for her fogging his brain.

“Need you.” He hissed.

Carlos pulled back and she turned. She straddled Derrick’s legs and he pulled her over his cock where he needed her. Carlos passed him a condom and he’d never put one faster in his life.

Savannah reached down and guided him inside. He pushed his way into her pulsing channel and she moaned, her body reacting as if she’d not just had an explosive release. Derrick closed his eyes and hugged her to him, keeping her from moving for long moments while he reveled in his mate. Soon, though, her heat got to him and he lifted his hips.

“Ride me, sweetheart.”

“With. Pleasure.” Her hips canted, sucking him into her wet core.

His gripped her hips, lifting her on and off his cock, his back arching to push further into her. Carlos straddled his legs until he was flush with Savannah’s back. She wrapped her arms around Carlos’ neck, her mouth parted, her breath coming out in jagged pants.

She was worth every second they had to wait. The way her channel flexed around him. The heat of her skin against his. It was better than his wildest fantasy about his mate.

An explosive orgasm stole his breath, his teeth cutting into his lip as they grew. Carlos’ arm was there, taking his bite as his panther ripped from his control. Savannah’s eyes were closed, her face pinched in ecstasy so luckily she didn’t notice. He snarled and pulled his teeth from his Carlos’ arm, the blood of the alpha doing nothing to help calm his animal. If nothing, it raised the power between the three of them. He threw his head back and an aftershock of his orgasm rocked through him. Through the three of them. Savannah and Carlos gasped simultaneously and power saturated the room.

Gasping, Carlos collapsed on the bed next to him. “What the fuck was that?”

Savannah snuggled into his chest, her soft chuckle tickling his sensitive skin. “That was awesome.”

He couldn’t disagree. No biting tonight, he reminded himself as he wrapped his arms tighter around her. She didn’t say anything about the morning.