Page 2 of Savage Mates (Ruthless Instinct #2)

Lauren

“Run!”

The single word screamed faded quickly, drowned out by the incessant howling wind. I bolted through the trees, my heart hammering.

My pulse skyrocketed, the sound pounding in my ears.

Sheets of rain pelted every inch of my body.

I could barely make out anything in front of me.

Panting, I swung the flashlight, trying to find a place to hide.

Crack! Boom!

A scream erupted from my lungs as the earth vibrated beneath my feet. Trees crashed down on two sides, narrowly missing us. I bolted to the left, feeling their presence surrounding me.

Protecting me.

Hungering for me.

I could feel their thudding hearts, could hear their thoughts.

Instructions. Calculations. Anticipation.

The four of us against the world.

Against nature.

I pressed forward, every shadow more ominous than the last. I took another step and slipped, going down hard into the mud and muck. A moan slipped from my lips, the pain biting.

Thor pressed his muzzle against my face, dragging his long tongue across my skin. “Get on my back.”

His instructions were clear, ringing in my mind with no words spoken.

Another boom and I screamed, scrambling to my feet. As I peered at the late morning sky, I could see a strange ball of orange. We were coming into the eye of the storm. Grabbing his mane, I slipped across his back, immediately hunkering over and wrapping my arms around his huge neck.

Suddenly, I felt warm and safe, shielded from the whipping wind.

He took off running, Zeus and Titus following. We were headed to the cave they’d mentioned, a safe place and a location where the other lions had gone earlier.

Seconds later, the wind slowed, no longer howling yet still spinning the leaves in the trees. I closed my eyes, pretending we were safe, praying we’d make it through.

And needing them.

Always needing them, longing for the three of them.

My protectors.

My mates.

Nothing was simple any longer nor was it anything I’d believed my life would become. They’d changed the future, shadows of the past still haunting all of us.

I adored them with my body, heart, and soul.

Thor moved quickly, avoiding falling limbs plummeting like spears into the soggy ground. His power and prowess equaled both Zeus and Titus, all three majestic in both animal and human form.

With danger nipping at our heels, the moment felt like a race against time.

Yet suddenly, the rain all but stopped, barely any drops dancing across my skin.

As Thor slowed, his chest rumbling with a guttural growl, I opened my eyes and lifted my head.

It was as if the sun had broken through the violent turbulence from minutes before.

Breathtaking while providing an eerie series of shadows that bounced across the terrain.

Thor shifted direction, Zeus taking the lead. All three lifted their massive heads toward the sky, inhaling and processing every stench, every odor swirling around us.

Then Titus moved forward, leading us into a swell of darkness.

“We’ll be safe here, little mate,” Thor said mentally.

I slipped off his back, realizing Titus had found the cave. Water trickled down from above, the light muted.

The stillness was just as oppressive as moments before. I backed away, wiping water from my face. Every inch of my body was tingling, the hard push of my heart matching the deep core throbbing in my pussy.

The rush of adrenaline exacerbated both the terror and thrill of the danger, which wasn’t over yet.

I shifted from foot to foot, studying my lions: Thor, the beautiful beast who shouldn’t be here, considered extinct almost two centuries before. Zeus, who refused to accept our situation, yet had a heart of gold. And Titus, emotionally scarred and primal, but my ultimate protector.

The hunger was raw.

Real.

Insatiable.

We all felt it, the vibrating hum indicative of our feral needs. There was no denying our desire.

The ground beneath my feet vibrated again, but it had nothing to do with the storm and everything to do with the beasts surrounding me. I slowly lowered the flashlight, allowing the warm glow to shine over the three massive beasts.

So gorgeous.

So tempting.

The shift into their human forms was still painful yet controlled. And I’d never seen anything so entirely beautiful in my life. Everything about their transformation inspired me. As a scientist and as a woman.

All three were chiseled and perfect. Utterly godlike.

All three were powerful and strong.

All three were well hung, thick cocks hanging low between massive thighs.

And all three belonged to me.

And in truth, I belonged to them.

With the last few seconds of shifting, hands reached out, ripping at my wet clothes, stripping away every piece until I was completely naked.

The hum of electricity we shared skyrocketed, all three men running their hands down their chests to their thick cocks. They were fully aroused. All hungering. All three impatient.

Broad shoulders with barrel chests.

Thick, muscular thighs.

Perfect chiseled faces.

A girl’s wet dream.

The moment of longing turned into a frenzy as the three advanced. Suddenly, I was in their arms. Fingers touching. Stroking.

Wet kisses. Long tongues.

Thor captured my mouth, yanking me against him, both the man and the beast possessive as hell. He thrust his tongue inside, swiping it back and forth across mine. His intoxicating scent filtered into my nostrils. My nipples were hard diamonds, the ache in both breasts a powerful aphrodisiac.

With his kiss becoming manic, I rolled one hand over his shoulder, tangling my fingers in his long hair.

The air was one of desperate need, dense and thick, ripe with uncontrollable desire.

Hands were swept down my spine and seconds later, a palm was cracked against my bottom. Brutal and painful, the rush of excitement was instant. I arched my back as Thor dominated my mouth, my actions begging for more.

I was rewarded with several additional smacks, one coming right after another.

Even as I moaned into the kiss, pushing hard against Thor’s chest, my pussy ached, longing for more. The scent of my raging desire lingered in the cave mixing with the heavy dose of testosterone.

Four more savage cracks landed on my bottom. Breathless, I pushed away from Thor, gasping for air.

“Our little mate needs constant discipline,” Zeus growled, his voice rumbling.

“Never,” I managed.

“Then we give her what she needs,” Titus said, laughing darkly.

Flutters churned in my belly, my pulse ratcheting upward. There was nothing like the excitement surging through me.

As I was ripped into Titus’ arms, he planted his foot onto a rock, tossing me over his knee. A whoosh of air tickled my skin even as he brought his hand down several times, moving from side to side in a precise rhythm.

Discomfort changed to anguish, my skin on fire. With every moan escaping my mouth, I shifted back and forth, creating friction on his huge legs.

Their hunger was increasing, Zeus and Thor lumbering forward. Thor fisted my hair, lifting my head. The grin on his face matched the amber shimmer in his eyes. He would soon take everything he craved. Everything that belonged to him.

“Open your mouth, little mate.”

When I didn’t obey immediately, he slapped his cock against my face. As soon as my lips were parted, he thrust his cockhead into my mouth.

The combination of pain and pleasure was indescribable, pushing me to the very edge of sanity. I licked and sucked, swirling my tongue as he pumped into my mouth.

His fingers dug into my scalp, his breath hitching. While forced to stare at him, I was happy to do so. He had soulful eyes, a chiseled face, and a body meant for sin.

He rose onto the balls of his feet, fucking my mouth while Titus kept spanking me.

A hand was between my legs, fingers finding my soaked pussy. I arched my back, eager and willing, offering all of me.

My thighs were slickened with my juice, the brutal pounding of flexed fingers creating a crazed need that burned deep within.

I moaned, the sound muffled but still echoing in the dense space. I swirled my tongue as a thumb rubbed my clit. Every inch of me was sensitive, prickles dancing across my skin.

Growls and guttural moans blew apart my whimpered cries, the three beasts already losing control.

I squeezed my jaw muscles as Thor thrust in wild, manic strokes. He cupped the side of my face, the hold firm and unforgiving. I wasn’t going anywhere.

With every hard slap of Titus’ hand, I was pulled closer and closer to sweet nirvana. The crazed moment increased in tempo until I was exhausted, surrendering to them as I always did.

Zeus refused to be denied for long. Suddenly, I was ripped away and into his arms, pushed against a cave wall.

With an evil grin on his face, he yanked one leg around his hip then the other.

I wrapped my hand around his throbbing cock, marveling how my fingers barely managed to fit around the thick girth.

I rolled my hand up and down, squeezing his cockhead.

He wasn’t interested in waiting any longer, his upper lip curling in a silent command. As soon as I placed the tip against my swollen, aching folds, he thrust his hips forward. Impaling me with his huge cock. Teasing me with his heated breath.

My core erupted in a firestorm and I lost almost all control over my inhibitions, digging my nails into his neck as he fucked me. There was little tenderness, but the passion was raw and rich, feeding the hunger that never ceased.

I clenched my thighs against him as I clung to him, still gasping for enough air to fill my lungs. The craggy rocks dug into my skin, scraping across my bruised bottom, but the pain was all worth it.

Every grunt was animalistic, every growl deep and throaty.

Titus and Thor had already lost themselves in the moment, hovering close. Barely able to wait their turns.

My pussy continued to ache, clenching and releasing as my breath hitched.

Zeus captured my lips, holding them in place briefly before plunging his tongue inside. The taste of him was incredible, sweet and tangy, every action dominating.

But the moment was short-lived, and I was taken from him, spun around, Thor’s cock immediately finding my tight channel.

“Fuck,” I moaned as his shaft stretched my muscles. The ache was intense, the heat causing steam to pour from our naked skin.

He pulled out, driving into me again, the force enough I was fearful he’d lose his balance. But I should have known better. I felt safe in his arms, his control feeding the hunger.

After sucking on my tongue, he broke the kiss and the look in his eyes was even more carnal than before. Amber hues laced his eyes, gold flecks surrounding his irises. His lion was just below the surface.

My heart hammered, knocking against my chest.

My breath couldn’t be sated.

My needs were yet to be satisfied.

I clawed and bucked, the actions pulling his cock in even deeper.

Thor was suddenly behind me, gripping my aching buttocks with his huge hands. He joined in the wicked dance, driving me into Zeus while he raked his sharp canines across the back of my neck.

He rolled one hand, using his thumb to tease me, pressing the tip against my asshole. Instead of stiffening, I arched my back even more.

His chuckle was dark and long, his breath searing my skin.

Still clawing, I marked Zeus’ skin just as Thor drove his thumb into my dark hole.

“Tight,” he growled before biting my neck, sinking the sharp edges of his teeth into my skin.

The effect pulled me into a powerful orgasm, the climax sweeping through me like an uncontrollable tidal wave.

Panting and writhing, the sound floated away in the rustling wind that had already returned. Soon, the sky darkened again, day turning into night.

But there was no stopping them from taking what they wanted.

Zeus broke the kiss and I lolled my head as the climax began to fade.

The heat was even more explosive. Thor pulled his thumb free and I felt pressure just seconds before he drove his cock into my asshole.

There was nothing like the fullness I felt being sandwiched between the two.

With every stroke, I was pulled into a crazed vacuum, the need refusing to diminish. Seconds turned into minutes, the heat building.

Together we rocked, their fingers touching me everywhere. Pinching my nipples. Cupping and squeezing my breasts. Stroking my arms.

Grunts and groans.

Moans and whimpers.

A frenzied speed as Zeus began to lose full control. His eyes glassed over, his nostrils flaring, and every inch of his body hummed from the driving electricity.

He threw his head back with a wild roar as he erupted deep inside. The gush was hot, his touch searing my skin more than before.

Still growling, he pumped several times, slowly dropping his head to allow me to see the full effect of the change in his eyes.

His lion was roaring to the surface.

Hunger refusing to be denied, Titus appeared, pushing Zeus away, his needs even more insatiable than the others. When he thrust his cock inside, he wrapped his hand around the back of my neck. The hold was possessive, reminding me that no matter what happened, I would always belong to them.

The buildup was incredible, every muscle tingling as the rush of excitement and sheer joy turned into a complete frenzy.

And soon, they both erupted, filling me with their seed.