Page 105 of Savage Mates

Or in the one I’d lived in before.

“She’s ours,” Thor said as if feeling the need to confirm what we already knew. He gripped her arm with one hand, raking the tips of his fingers down her spine with the other.

When he reached the crack of her ass, he didn’t waste any time sliding his fingers under the string nestled between her butt cheeks. There was something soulful about the moment he snapped his hand, ripping away the thin material.

Every action she’d taken in the last two days, every word out of her mouth had kept me on edge. But now, it was as if the entire world had come crashing down. I couldn’t imagine not being able to taste her when I wanted, to fuck her when I needed.

When Thor finally took her into his arms, his kiss even more savage than mine, the extreme heat in my gut flared.

A part of me didn’t want her touched by anyone else. The raging need was so intense that I almost shredded my clothes before managing to get them off. I satisfied the sweltering, out of control need by gripping her hips, digging my nails into her skin and crushing my cock against her bottom.

Her moan was filtered by the kiss, but I heard every inflection, every breath she took.

Twisting her long hair, I yanked it away from her shoulders, every sound a slow, ragged rumble as I slowly wrapped one hand around the back of her neck.

My cock twitched in pain, the pressure intense.

All I could think about was driving my dick deep into her wetness.

Filling her with my seed.

Mastering every inch of her luscious body.

Fuck.

The throb was raw and painful.

I was going to lose it before I had a chance to fill her tight pussy.

Titus was growing antsy, rubbing his hand down her side, his entire face pinched from him losing control.

We both were.

Want and need were one.

The deep craving was about more than just fucking; it was about mating.

For life.

Her body began to shiver when I thrust my hand between her legs while using my knees to push them further apart. She was wet, so much so my fingers were immediately soaked. She arched her back, teasing me, inviting me to touch her. As if I would stop.

Primal instinct and need tore through me. I wasn’t just crazed. I was truly a beast.

I swirled my finger around her clit, realizing the soft tissue was already swollen. She’d been in need for as long as we’d been, pretending that she wasn’t interested.

Acting as if she didn’t already belong to us.

Fucking her couldn’t come soon enough.

With three fingers, I thrust past her swollen folds, still amazed after the brutal fucking she’d experienced how tight she remained.

My heart hammered, electricity thrumming through every muscle.

She managed to drive both hands against Thor’s chest, breaking the connection.

“Oh, my sweet Jesus. I am…”

“Hot and wet, little human?” I taunted.