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Page 13 of Feral Mates (Ruthless Instinct #1)

Every wiggle of her body drove my shaft in even deeper. Somehow, we developed a perfect momentum.

Our actions were forceful.

Relentless.

Famished.

We weren’t some orchestrated trio, yet we worked together in fucking her.

Claiming her.

The thought rustled around in my brain as my cock slipped in and out. Her skin glistened in the odd light of the cabin. And even with her mouth stuffed full, I noticed just how swollen her lips had become.

For some reason, I clenched my jaw. I’d always been damn good at detecting danger. As pack alpha, it had been my responsibility to protect, even luring predators away so I could kill them without danger to the others.

I sensed this coupling would place all four of us directly in harm’s way.

That brought out another protective moment.

Even trying to shove it aside was difficult.

Our actions became even more savage, pushing her body to the limits. Not that it seemed to bother her. She ran her fingernails down my arms, leaving deep scratches. I adored the way she was letting go.

As animal sounds filled the room, I sensed all three of us were reaching the end point, the need for satisfaction too great.

With several additional thrusts, I allowed myself to release, erupting deep inside.

I continued fucking her as both Apollo and Roman released. She was flushed, her skin shimmering and her face reddened from the brutal fucking.

She was absolutely perfect.

Only seconds later, it seemed the carnal spell was broken. Savannah was shivering, glancing from one to the other of us exactly the way she’d done before the hunger had become overwhelming.

She climbed off my lap, folding her arms across her chest and moving away. Obviously embarrassed or perhaps ashamed, her face was flushed. She headed toward her discarded clothes, dressing quickly. While shoving her feet into her boots, she stayed as far away from us in the room as possible.

We said nothing, but I knew what the other two were thinking.

How would we keep her with us when we knew she’d never allow that to happen? Could we keep her by force? Yes, but there were unanswered questions she was determined to discover.

In truth, we all wanted to know what had happened and she was the only one who could possibly provide answers.

After finishing, she stood with her back to us, rubbing her face and her body remained tense.

When she turned to face us, I sensed regret. “I’m a scientist. I don’t know if you understand what that means.”

“You work for Blackwell Industries,” Apollo answered while moving toward the small kitchen. While we could stay in the wild, it was actually more dangerous for us to do so given the close proximity of the refuge we’d escaped from. Being human provided us with a unique cover.

“That’s right. How do you know that?”

The three of us looked at each other. What we were aware of and what we knew for certain were two entirely different things. It was best to listen and learn instead of making assumptions.

“We know of a certain scientist,” Roman offered.

“Who?” She allowed herself to come closer.

“James Wheeler is his name.” Apollo remained hesitant to allow her to learn what little we knew. I couldn’t blame him and while she’d managed to read certain thoughts, including our names, the connection shared wasn’t strong enough for her to understand every thought.

“Dr. James Wheeler.” She looked away, now hugging her body with her arms, shivering more than she’d done before. “Upper tier.”

“Meaning?” I pressed.

She waved her hand. “I need to find out what’s going on.

It’s complicated. There are some things that I’m not allowed to talk about, a project that stands to change the face of all we know about life beyond our own.

I know that’s vague, but until I can ascertain a few answers, I’m hesitant to speculate any further.

I’m going to my office tomorrow. With any luck, I’ll be able to discover at least something that explains this… interesting situation.”

She was having even more difficulty accepting her new reality.

“You’re not safe.” Roman was saying what we were all thinking.

The tremble in her lower lip brought an array of emotions that I wasn’t used to. Yes, I’d always known I’d be protective of a mate, but this was something else entirely.

“I’ll be fine. I’m not going to drop everything for…

what? I don’t know what this is, but I need to be able to explain things rationally.

Something is off with this project. What had happened here with the three of you wasn’t projected even by me.

And I believed what we’d discovered were intelligent lifeforms. I don’t think anyone knew this would happen, but I will find out. ”

When she suddenly walked away from us, heading up the stairs, I narrowed my eyes. “Should we allow her to leave?”

Apollo shook his head. “My instinct is to say no, but she’s not our prisoner.”

“But she is our mate,” Roman added.

“However the hell that’s possible.” I laughed.

The way Apollo threw out his arms allowed me to sense aggression. He wasn’t happy he’d been forced into a human’s body. Even after finding our mate. “How is this shit possible? Answer me that.”

There was no logical answer. We’d escaped into the woods and had found a building, our instincts telling us it was occupied. Before we could make our away deeper into the trees, something had occurred.

I remembered light and pain.

Little else for at least several hours. When I’d awakened, I’d been human. The same for the other two.

“Agreed. We can’t keep her as our prisoner. We’ve yet to determine what we can do to stop this atrocity.” Roman was angrier than I’d seen before. He was almost more talkative.

Before we could continue, she trotted down the stairs with clothes in her hands. “I don’t have the answers we all need, but I do know you’ll need supplies. I’ll bring a few things by tomorrow night, but in case you go out as… in your human form, you’ll need to blend in.”

She knew more than she was telling. I could see calculations in her mind, formulas and tests she’d run. One thought ran continuously. There was something else: lifeforms not of this world.

The same as the early human thoughts that had been flowing through my brain when I’d awakened experiencing anguish.

After placing the items on the kitchen table, she immediately headed toward the door. “We’ll figure out what’s going on. There’s one thing I will say before I go.” She tipped her head so she could see all of us at the same time. “I am not your mate. That’s impossible.”

As soon as she walked out the door, the three of us looked at each other.

The beautiful human was wrong.

Very wrong.