Page 52 of Savage Mates

“Yes, very wet.” I threw my head over my shoulder, staring in horror as he drove his slickened fingers into his mouth, sucking on them with exaggerated noise. Yet even through disgust, juice trickled down my inner thighs.

“Fuck you. All of you.”

“Careful, little mate, or your caustic mouth will get you in even more trouble.” Thor’s dark laugh rumbled in my chest, echoing in the space.

Everything was a blur, my heart hammering violently in my chest. Every inch of my body now ached in an unfamiliar way.

I hadn’t realized Thor had removed his pants until he dragged me off the bed. Just before he tossed me over the edge of a small table, I was allowed to see his cock.

My gasp brought a delighted smile to his face. His dick was long and so thick, I involuntarily licked my lips. There was no hiding what I’d just done, his eyes narrowing and his chest heaving.

From anticipation? Excitement?

Or the need to dominate me?

With my stomach pressed against the edge of the table, I pushed up, forcing myself to try to get away. His massive palm smashed down on the small of my back, pinning me to the wooden surface.

He certainly knew what to do with the strap, bringing the thin leather across my sit spot several times. I squirmed and moaned, pushing my palms against the table, but it was no use.

Thor was too strong, too powerful.

Heat continued to bloom between his hand and my burning skin, shifting all the way to my neck and cheeks. The flush was too hot, too overwhelming, and I couldn’t stop panting.

As he continued to bring the strap down in a relentless pattern I realized I was trapped.

Another low rumble left his throat just as he caressed my aching bottom. He took the time to brush his fingers in circles before dragging them down the crack of my ass, my body betraying me, pushing out to meet him.

Then he brought the strap down several more times, repeating the cycle until I was wet all over, exhausted from bothering to fight him.

I knew exactly what he was doing, breaking down my last defenses, making it so that I wouldn’t defend myself. Evenworse, that I’d easily surrender. Not just to him, but to all three of them.

After I made one more attempt to break free, he only laughed and spanked me some more until I hung my head in acquiescence. Shuddering when he tossed the strap, I finally managed to take several deep breaths. Maybe this was over.

I should have known better by the thickness of their cocks and the way they were throbbing. All in anticipation of ravaging me.

Maybe I should be thankful we weren’t outside on the hard ground and that I wasn’t being fucked in front of the others. As soon as I was tossed onto all fours for a second time, all three crawled onto the bed.

My head was jerked up forcefully and I was forced to stare into Zeus’ wild eyes. They weren’t a man’s eyes, but a representation of a beast. The thought brought a crackled laugh, which surprised him. Although even as he furrowed his brows, he rubbed the tip of his shaft across my lips.

“Open up, little human. Suck me.”

He was the darkest of the three, his personality matching his thick, luxurious hair. He frightened me, but not in any traditional way. I feared succumbing to him fully and completely. Something I’d told myself my entire life that I would never do.

When I didn’t respond right away as demanded, he slapped his cock against my mouth, his eyes now penetrating mine. I could feel his rapid pulse because it matched mine.

There was nothing else I could do but obey.

He drove his cock in by a few inches and my mouth was instantly filled, my jaws aching. Every inch of my body was overly sensitive, so much so that when the other two stroked my skin, I moaned over the thick invasion.

Every squirm was met with a growl, every sound I made followed by one of their own. Visions collided one after the other in my mind, a premonition of things to come. Wild and unforgiving.

Dangerous.

With Zeus grabbing a fistful of hair and keeping me in place, the other two felt free to do whatever they wanted. I was vaguely aware of fingers touching my pussy, keeping my core fully ignited.

I’d never felt so exposed or vulnerable and in a matter of seconds, I was writhing from extreme pleasure. Time had no meaning, only what was about to happen.

They were going to fuck me.