Page 22 of Savage Mates (Ruthless Instinct #2)

Anguish and surprise rolled through me along with extreme heat. My pussy was on fire, my core burning. There were so many sensations, so many jolts of current that I couldn’t breathe.

He was just as relentless as Thor had been with his kiss, the round of discipline continuing even though I squirmed. But I refused to beg him to stop. I wouldn’t dare allow him a moment of satisfaction.

Fuck him.

Fuck them.

Gritting my teeth, I pushed up from the floor, arching my back and swinging my head to the side to see what the others were doing. What was in Thor’s hand? A leather strap? Oh, my God. This was serious.

“Let go of me!” My insistence was met with a subtle, dark, and rumbling laugh. Another strangled sound escaped me that sounded far too much like a pleasurable moan. Heat tore through my bottom as he continued and no amount of wiggling would make him stop.

“You’re not going anywhere, little human.” His voice resonated control and power, so deep it reverberated in my stomach.

I threw my hand behind me only to have it captured and pinned against my back. This was crazy, even more so because my pussy ached, my nipples so swollen they were sensitive without being touched.

“My turn,” Zeus growled and almost instantly I was tossed off Titus’ lap onto all fours.

I almost made it to the other side of the bed, but Zeus grabbed my ankle, yanking me back to the edge.

Without even a second of hesitation, he cracked his hand against my already aching bottom and I was jarred into moaning.

“Are you wet for us, little mate?” Thor asked.

I threw him a hateful look. “No. That will never happen.” Of course they knew I was lying.

Zeus laughed with him, but that didn’t stop him from smacking my bottom six or seven times. I lost count and by the end, I was panting, so stunned I couldn’t think clearly enough to say anything or scream. What good would it do anyway? The men outside were just the same.

A shadowy thought crowded my mind. What if they were all shifters? What if everything that had allegedly occurred in the Blackwell Industries’ laboratory had been true? Or worse than that, had been discovered?

I gritted my teeth, clawing the thin covering. Even in doing whatever I could to control the intense ache, I didn’t seem to have any way of keeping the strange sense of desire from spinning me out of control.

After at least five more brutal cracks of his hand, Zeus wrapped his hand around my long hair, jerking back. With fingers on his other hand, he rolled them down my spine, driving his palm against my pussy.

The strangest feeling of pleasure swept away the pain.

The touch forced another moan.

Holy fuck.

“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. Even worse, 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.

Hate and desire held an intense war in my mind, but not in my body. The bitch betrayed me, opening up more than before. I was stroked and teased, my nipples pinched and twisted. Even my clit was tormented, forced into an aching, swollen nub.

As soon as two fingers found my tight channel, my walls clenched around them.

A strange hum formed all around us as their actions became even more frenzied, wild like animals.

Like predators.

My body was rocked from the force, my lips yanked free of Zeus’ cock to Titus’ thick, throbbing shaft. I greedily sucked on the tip, no longer shocked my mouth was watering. I reached for Zeus’ cock just as he bent over, caressing my breast.

When my legs were pulled open wide, almost instantly I felt something wet tickling my clit. Thor’s mouth. He wasted no time driving his tongue into my wetness, licking me fervently while he gripped my thighs.

Thor wasn’t gentle, but he was thorough, licking as if feasting. I was shocked how insanely good his lips, tongue, and fingers felt and soon was rocking against his face.

The tip of Titus’ cock hit the back of my throat and I was reminded there were two others.

Even through the frenzy of need and the rush of adrenaline, my body was starting to relax.

Which made it difficult to continue stroking Zeus’ cock, but I tried.

My hand barely fit around his thick girth and the realization made me moan.

The three seemed amused, Titus responding by fucking my mouth like the brutal savage he was. All three of them touched me like they owned me, unforgiving in what they were doing.

Taking what they believed belonged to them.

And I was just along for the ride.

My pussy continued to ache, the swell of emotions threatening to choke me. Especially when Thor’s tongue introduced me to sensations I’d never experienced before. Pure, raw ecstasy.

He plunged his tongue and several fingers inside, pistoning them so quickly I felt as if I was floating on air.

Within seconds, there was no amount of control left in me.

I lost it, a climax tearing through me. Moans and whispers slipped past Titus’ cock and I was so stunned, I stopped stroking Zeus altogether.

I was punished with a sharp slap on my aching bottom, but that only furthered the pleasure rolling though me in violent waves.

The scent of arousal was strong, powerful, and almost toxic in nature. Even my pheromones held an intense odor, something that had never happened before. They could smell it. Their nostrils were flared, Zeus taking deep inhales as he lifted his head toward the ceiling.

There was no time for me to rest before positions were changed again. This time, Titus was under me and I was forced to straddle his waist. His cockhead was already pressed against my wetness, his fingers digging in my hips as he held me in place.

Zeus remained behind, stroking my back like he would a cat.

And Thor had his huge hands cupping my face, peering down at me with a clenched jaw and furrowed brow. This wasn’t about passion or making love. This was about feral fucking.

I was sopping wet, juice continuously trickling down my inner thighs, my heart thudding and I almost feared I’d have a heart attack.

There was no pretense. Titus dug his fingers into my skin, yanking me down and splitting my pussy wide open.

“Fuck!” I threw my head back, gasping for air, unable to fill my lungs. The shock was incredible, every inch of my body tingling while goosebumps popped down my arms and legs.

The heat was already building, becoming a firestorm.

Titus growled slow and husky while lifting me until just the tip was inside. As soon as he yanked me down again, my mouth flew wide open. Almost instantly it was stuffed with Thor’s thick cock.

My eyes watered from how huge it was, the thickness strangling me.

“Suck me, little mate.”

I was already swirling my tongue, using my jaw muscles. The words lingered in my mind. Why were they using the term? The little voice inside my head laughed at me because I knew why. I could see the understanding in their brains, but I refused to acknowledge it.

This wasn’t right.

This wasn’t anything that should happen.

This wasn’t normal.

But I was so aroused I shoved the feeling aside.

Zeus took his time rubbing my back, but the second he drove his thumb into asshole, my entire body tensed. He wasn’t gentle with his actions, pumping the thick digit several times.

Preparing me.

Priming me.

He proved that a few seconds later when he shoved the tip of his cock against my dark hole.

And pushed every inch inside.

My walls of inhibition had already been cracked. Now they were tumbling down, falling around my feet. Three huge cocks were stuffed inside my holes. Filling me. Fucking me.

I cinched my eyes shut, arching my back slightly as the three brutes took control of me. I’d never experienced anything like this before. The pleasure.

The pain.

The rush of excitement.

Surreal and relentless, all time stood still as a wildfire of heat and pressure built deep within. There was surge of excitement as my body shuddered from the pleasure.

Yet during the rush of ecstasy, I could feel even deeper vibrations, the same hum echoing in my ears.

And maybe I was hallucinating, but it felt as if the ground beneath me held a thunderous rumble.

They continued to be crazed in their actions.

My jaws ached, my pussy throbbing to the point of making me feel breathless, and my ass was on fire.

I could also sense the tension in their bodies building, moving closer to an edge. Every growl they made was guttural, beastlike. They punished me sexually, but instead of hating it and loathing them, I remained on fire.

Crazed.

Insatiable.

As stars floated in front of my eyes, their bodies spasmed, all three erupting at the same time.

In the downfall of emotions and the crackling of electricity fading, I could still hear Thor’s words lingering in the back of my mind.

Our mate…