Page 21 of Savage Mates (Ruthless Instinct #2)

Lauren

Mate.

What?

I hadn’t been hearing things.

What the hell had Thor just said to me? Not once, but twice. Was he freaking out of his mind? I wasn’t anyone’s mate, let alone three huge men that were… maybe not men.

My fuzzy brain did a side by side of the lions and the three men. They were as close to being identical as two different species could be.

They were men of few words.

Every inch of my body ached, my bottom on fire from being spanked. Spanked. What in the hell did Zeus think he was doing? What horrified me was that while there was some pain involved, I’d remained wet almost the entire time, excitement surging as if I’d enjoyed the moment.

I struggled even as I was yanked back into the rustic cabin. Only this time, Titus was blocking the door.

I was going nowhere.

Not only were they possessive of me, acting as if I was the enemy, they were also hungry. Very. Hungry. The thought should disgust me, but my panties were completely soaked, the ache deep in my core keeping me on edge.

Thor proved it the moment he cupped both sides of my face, forcing me onto my toes just before he consumed my mouth.

Utterly shocked, I moaned into the kiss, unable to move from the surprise. His hold was strong. Possessive. The air in the room crackled, the energy unlike anything I’d ever felt.

The man was relentless, rolling his lips over mine, crushing me with the weight of his body.

The other two waited their turn, but I knew it wouldn’t be for long. I could feel their hunger, a burning need that wouldn’t be denied.

The strange thing was that even though I was frightened, perhaps even horrified at their reaction to me, I was also tingling from something I couldn’t understand. Excitement.

A dark growl filtered into the room as his teeth grazed my bottom lip before pulling the tender tissue into his hot, wet mouth.

Every time I moved, the discomfort and heat on my butt cheeks brought a wave of pain. I was burning up, unclear what was happening between the four of us, but there was something.

And there were lions outside. Two of the most beautiful female lions I’d ever seen, completely unlike the ones from last night and earlier today.

Did that mean… No. There was no way it was possible.

Yet the lions and the other massive men who’d been watching me being treated like some bad little girl were coexisting. More than that, I’d sensed a closeness between them.

As if they were all… pride members.

Oh, my God. That just wasn’t possible. They had to be mercenaries, planning on hurting the beautiful beasts. If that was the truth, why didn’t it seem as if they were about to be harmed or in fear?

The three men were surrounding me, licking their chops as if I was dinner. Yet if so, why wasn’t I afraid of them like any normal person would be?

I should fight Thor and I tried, if only for a few seconds. Maybe to keep my dignity. Maybe to prove to myself I didn’t feel the same. But he was unyielding, sliding one arm around my waist and yanking me against him. Until I could feel just how much he wanted me by his thick, throbbing cock.

And what I knew all three would do. Defile me. Use me.

Fuck me.

Everything about the kiss was all consuming as he swept his tongue inside, dominating mine as he’d promised to do with claiming me.

I found myself leaning into him, slowly opening up like a flower bud in spring. There was no thought process to what was happening, no sense of control. This was pure primal need at its finest.

And I was going nowhere.

Everything about the kiss was rough, the man hard bodied with huge, powerful muscles. Every sound he made created a wave of tingles, every growl from Zeus and Titus adding to the frenzied moment.

He continued to sweep his tongue back and forth, another growl rumbling in his chest as he devoured my mouth. I could feel myself surrendering, the resistance I’d had somewhere in my mind fading.

When he broke the extreme moment of intimacy, he dragged his tongue across my bottom lip before taking a step away. The moment he ripped my shirt over my shoulders, tossing it aside, I should have run.

But I did nothing.

He took several deep and even breaths before cupping my full breast, squeezing until I moaned. His nostrils flared, the corners of his mouth lifting and he thoroughly enjoying having full control over me.

After lifting his heated gaze, his thumb circled my aching nipple through the thin lace of my bra. I could clearly sense what he was thinking as if able to read his mind.

Nothing would persuade him to stop. He was going to devour every inch of me as long and as hard as he desired.

The few seconds of slight tenderness ended when he ripped a hole in the lace over my nipple, bending down to suckle the hardened bud.

A roar of sensations destroyed any possibility of apprehension. I tilted back my head, biting the moans that threatened to expose what I was really feeling. When he moved away, I felt a sense of loss. What the hell was wrong with me?

The second Zeus jerked me forward while Titus dropped to his knees, yanking off my boots, I should have screamed.

But I remained in place, tingling all over.

And when I was suddenly standing in front of them, completely naked and witnessing their carnal expressions, I should have done everything in my power to escape the madness and their hold over me.

Instead, I didn’t move, was barely breathing. Just waiting. Maybe hoping.

I didn’t need to wait for long, Zeus taking me into his arms, sliding one arm under my bottom and lifting me off the floor while fisting my hair with his other hand. He spun me around, every sound guttural as he crushed his lips over mine.

The taste of him was strangely sweet, but his mouth was even more unforgiving. Stars floated in front of my eyes and the moment was surreal, but my pussy continued to throb as my core heated to a thousand degrees.

His kiss was brutal, his tongue lashing out at mine. His touch was fiery and when he broke the kiss, he yanked back my head, exposing my neck.

I couldn’t keep my eyes open even as his lips left mine, creating a slow and demanding trail down my throat. His teeth found my skin, sliding the sharp edges back and forth as if his hunger craved something else.

When I finally found some resolve, pushing him with both palms, he didn’t budge. Instead, he kissed me harder, so passionately I was unable to catch my breath.

Titus refused to wait any longer, snagging my arm and tugging me toward him.

He grabbed me by the throat, driving me against the wall before claiming my mouth just like the other two had.

He was more sensual, exploring instead of taking, but that only lasted a few seconds before his savage hunger took hold.

I was driven into a moment of raw pleasure, my pussy clenching and releasing.

And when he broke the kiss, backing away, I almost reached out for him. I almost begged him not to stop.

But I didn’t.

I licked my lips as Thor lifted his head, studying me with a stern look on his face. “You disobeyed us.”

“Yes, I did. Because you don’t own me.”

“Little mate, that’s where you’re wrong.”

All three men had a deep vibration, a humming that increased the heavy electricity thrumming through me and throughout the room.

The look on Thor’s face was just as intense as his actions had been, raw and determined, but the smile he wore allowed me more insight into the man. He was determined to take control of me, as if I had no say in what was happening.

Wrong.

Even though the three huge men surrounded me, I calculated a way of escaping. After providing a sweet smile and brushing one hand down Thor’s chest, the other over Zeus, I allowed a soft moan then crouched down, bolting under their arms and toward the door for a second time.

Titus stopped me dead in my tracks, moving so quickly I hadn’t seen his body shift from one location to another. With a grin on his face and lust in his eyes, he pushed me away from the door. Suddenly, the back of my knees hit something and I toppled over.

Onto a soft mattress. I regrouped, scrambling and almost made it off the bed. But again, Titus was too fast, too insistent, thumping down beside me and before I knew what was happening, I was tossed over his huge thighs and against his massive throbbing cock.

As it pressed into my stomach, I almost laughed nervously.

“You should know better, little human.”

Know better of what? That trying to escape was only going to bring about a spanking?

This was crazy. His arm was casually draped across my back, his fingers drumming on my hip even as he scooted me closer.

The friction as I was thrust across his cock brought wicked thoughts to my mind and a deep ache inside my core.

I’d been humiliated in my life, but not like what had happened only minutes before. Never like that. Now they acted like they owned me and planned on punishing me again.

They had another think coming.

Even as the thought ripped through my mind, heat spread across my jaw and throat like wildfire.

I was naked with three handsome strangers who apparently believed they could do anything they wanted to me. I growled and shifted, but Titus merely sighed as if I was a slight annoyance.

“What are you doing?” My cry was augmented by a yelp of pain the moment he brought his hand down on my naked bottom. Stunned, I couldn’t react right away, uncertain how to handle what the man was doing.

Spanking me? Again. Was he kidding?

Evidently not. The sharp crack of his palm echoed as he brought it down on my other butt cheek. He offered only a slight hesitation before issuing several smacks in a row, moving from side to side with lightning speed. While this wasn’t nearly as painful as the switch, my bottom was tender.

“Stop!” I could instantly tell they weren’t interested in paying attention or considering honoring my request.