Page 44 of Savage Mates (Ruthless Instinct #2)

Lauren

The only concept of foreplay was kissing each man. Each savage beast.

I should say being allowed to kiss them.

I’d felt their intense hunger from across the room.

The explosive heat that had continued to build.

The scent of testosterone was so strong I could taste it on my tongue.

I’d be lying to myself if I whispered even in my mind that I hadn’t been thinking about the same thing for two full hours. Thor had almost lost his life in a vicious battle and my mind had been driven to longing for all of them to fuck me.

Like some wild animal would do.

Now my fingertips were seared from touching their skin, clawing at their chests and arms, marking them.

As mine.

My lovers.

My mates.

I could not believe I was in such a frenzied state, my breathing completely ragged. I was spun around again, this time uncertain whose tongue was in my mouth or whose hands were squeezing my bottom.

When a hard crack of one of their palms smashed against my backside, I yelped. The moan was captured by powerful lips, a tongue sweeping inside.

Speckles of light powered in my periphery of vision, spots so colorful I was temporarily blinded.

Fingers were teasing my wetness, touching my clit, pinching the tender tissue until my body shuddered from sweet pain. I was so wet, so hot I could barely breathe.

All three were claiming me with a dominance that made my heart flutter and my knees weak. I was certain if they weren’t surrounding me, crushing their bodies against mine, I would fall to the floor.

They were exposing their true selves, completely savage and relentless in their actions.

Suddenly, I was pushed away, lifted into the air. There was no question about their intentions. They would fuck me over and over again while the storm raged on.

I couldn’t care less if my assistants witnessed our carnal needs being satisfied.

There was no embarrassment.

There was no longing to resist.

At this moment, I was as primal as they were, able to toss aside any concept of inhibitions.

Right now, all I could think about was enjoying the best sex of my life.

My back was pushed onto the cold, hard steel table with my head hanging over the edge.

My arms were ripped over my head, both wrists wrapped in one huge hand.

My legs were split open, bent at the knee and pushed back exposing all of me.

The cool air hit my pussy and I uttered a scattered moan. My nipples were tight little peaks, the ache in both breasts more pronounced since they were so swollen.

The raging scent of my desire wafted into the air, combatting the musky heat of their powerful need.

Every sound they uttered kept me in a blissful trance, every touch of their rough fingers leaving a scorching trail on my skin.

Thor moved around to the side, peering down at me with an entirely different shimmer of light dancing in his eyes. They weren’t just glowing orbs of amber. His irises were surrounded by flecks of gold that kept me mesmerized. Even my breath caught in my throat.

His low-slung growl was little more than a deep, vibrating rumble that powered the butterflies permanently living in my stomach.

Leaning over, he nuzzled against the side of my neck, dragging his long, rough tongue under my ear and down my throat.

“I can never get enough.” I no longer recognized his voice. So deep. So throaty. Yet I shivered even as my core continued to be swallowed in a firestorm.

While I couldn’t see his face, Zeus was suddenly between my legs, brushing the tips of his fingers along the insides of my legs. His deep breaths were as ragged as mine had been.

The panting of an impatient animal.

Another mouth found mine, a tongue sweeping from right to left. This time, his kiss was pure fire, coming close to spiraling my needs out of control. My vision was so foggy I couldn’t see, but I sensed it was Titus. I was proven right when he pressed the tip of his cock against my lips.

He didn’t need to command me to open my mouth.

I did so without a second thought, immediately swirling the tip of my tongue around his bulbous cockhead.

Almost immediately I was rewarded with a taste of pre-cum.

The glorious beads were delicious, sweet yet tangy.

Somehow, he managed to keep control, allowing my jaws to become used to his huge girth.

A sharp pinch caught my attention as Thor bit one nipple. Lights flashed in front of my eyes from the striking pain. I was thrown by how powerful the sensations were, losing all sense of direction.

I was reminded quickly, Titus pulling his cock from my lips, smacking it against my cheek.

“Don’t ignore me, little mate, or you will be punished.” His voice was dark and dangerous, completely fitting the beast I so adored.

Hot breath danced across my pussy, but there was no sweet moment of control with Zeus. His lips clamped down on my clit, sucking the tender tissue into his mouth.

They knew exactly what they were doing, priming me as a musician would do with his precious instrument.

But I knew their slight gentleness would fade, the fervor I’d become used to awakening just like the roar of their majestic lions.

Thor pinched my nipple, twisting it while he sucked on my other. Titus drove his cock back into my mouth, thrusting several inches inside until the tip hit the back of my throat.

The craziness of my desire continued to explode, especially since I had no control whatsoever. The three savages could do anything they wanted.

And they did.

As always.

My heart raced, my mind spinning. This was crazy.

With their actions becoming rougher as their needs spiraled out of control, my body hummed with electricity.

A dark laugh rumbled from Titus just seconds before he drove the last few inches of his shaft into my mouth. “Take it all, little mate.”

My eyes watered as I tried to relax my throat, but my tongue never stopped sweeping back and forth. The taste of him was incredible, musky and salty, driving me crazy as my hunger spiked. I wanted to lick up every drop of his cum.

The second Zeus buried his face into my wetness, I tried to jerk up from the table, but it was no use. They had me exactly where they wanted.

Suddenly, the room was filled with slow, husky sounds. Guttural and possessive, they kept me quivering to my core.

As the three tormented me, I kept my eyes closed. The rush of vibrations was amazing. Zeus drove several fingers beside his tongue, thrusting brutally. He even curled the tips, slicking the ends across my G-spot. I was completely held in rapture.

There was nothing like being a prisoner of passion.

Thor moved to my other nipple, biting and sucking while Titus fisted my hair with his other hand, keeping me from moving an inch.

Being their captive was amazing because I knew they would never allow anything to happen to me.

The tickling sensations increased and soon, my body couldn’t suppress the powerful electricity or the rush of endorphins. A wild, crazed orgasm rose from my pointed toes, pushing me straight into the tight hold of pure ecstasy.

While my body bucked involuntarily on the table, my screams were stifled. Thankfully. The thought made me laugh internally and in turn, Titus snorted.

“Soon you will scream out our names. There will be nothing holding you back.”

I hoped that would be the case.

My body continued to shake as the climax continued in a powerful sweep. My muscles were still, my pulse thrumming wildly. It was as if I was in a hypnotic state.

I must have lost all sense of time because when I could suddenly take a deep breath, I realized they’d released their holds. The exhaustion was amazing, warm tingles floating through me. If I thought they were finished with me, I was dead wrong.

Pulled off the edge of the table, I was immediately turned over until my stomach was flush against the cold steel.

Before I had a chance to object, which I had no intention of doing, a cock was shoved into my pussy. Every. Single. Inch. Before I had a chance to scream, a hand was smashed over my mouth.

“Shush, little mate. Tonight, I don’t feel like an audience.” Thor’s husky voice floated around me, the deep, rich tone creating another wave of prickles.

Very slowly his hand slipped away, instead his fingers tangling in my hair. He pulled back, using the long strands as a leash or harness while he pulled out, slamming into me again.

The force he used was jarring, but there was nothing more I wanted than to buck against him. I pushed up from the table, arching my back.

He took the opportunity to crack his hand against my bottom, not once but four times. There was something incredible about the combination. Panting, I licked my dry lips, angered I’d been kept from tasting Titus’ cum.

Now the ferocious lion stood on the opposite wall with his arms crossed, a wry smile on his face. He had full intentions of watching the moment of me being mated. Yet I could tell almost instantly his impatience was growing.

Zeus finally made himself known, pacing the floor while he tossed me dark looks indicating he would be rough with me.

The man was constantly brooding, his darkness manifesting in everything he did. It made me crave him that much more.

Another hard slap on my bottom was a reminder Thor was taking me, claiming me. His cock was so thick, filling me completely. I was shocked how electric the sensations were even now.

Every hard thrust was brutal, the force driving me into the table rocking it back and forth. Still panting, I clawed at the edge, acting as if I was trying to crawl over to get to the other two.

Thor was having none of it, the fingers of one hand digging into the skin of my hip. His actions became more manic, yanking me back as he fucked me. His actions were wild, unforgiving and soon his shaft began to swell, expanding my muscles, stretching me almost to the point of pain.

Now his sounds were reminiscent of exactly who and what he was.

A powerful lion.

I envisioned him with his head thrown back, allowing a powerful roar to rumble through his kingdom.

And while he maintained some sense of control, maybe fearful he’d wake the others, I sensed the electricity in his body seconds before he thrust so ferociously, I was completely out of breath.

The moment he erupted deep inside, I was the one to throw my head back. My roar was silent, yet still powerful.

If only in my mind.

I melted onto the table, taking gasping breaths, but I knew this wasn’t the end. They were simply deciding to take turns because all three wanted to fill me with their seed.

Titus was next, using his leg to open mine even wider while running his fingers down the crack of my ass. He delivered a sharp crack, but his was against my swollen pussy lips.

I yelped in reaction, tingling from head to toe.

His chuckle was dark and husky, the sound reverberating throughout the room. He wasn’t in the mood to wait, teasing me briefly by running the tip of his cock up and down my slickened folds before pushing in inch by inch until he was fully seated.

He gripped both hips, even lifting my torso off the table as he fucked me. Every plunge was savage, as ruthless as the beast, but also hypnotic. I was in a sweet lull, unable to focus or think, but that just didn’t matter.

At least for the time being.

His rhythm was perfect, one hard thrust coming after another.

I took gasping breaths from exhaustion, this time holding on to the edge of the table. Every muscle was electrified, every inch of my body tender from their manhandling.

But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Titus was unforgiving, barely giving me time to breathe. Every sound escalated, more guttural than before as his actions became a frenzy of need.

There was such power in the man; he was damn good at controlling it, but the moment I squeezed my pussy muscles, he couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Fuuuuck,” he hissed.

Just as he erupted deep inside, a shimmer of vibrations tickled every inch of me.

Now tiny beads of perspiration were trickling down both sides of my face. I licked my lips as I stared at Zeus, drawing his attention. Maybe I was enticing him. Or perhaps daring him to claim me.

He lifted a single eyebrow, acting for a few seconds as if he wasn’t interested. Then the earth vibrated under the table and I was certain he was about to shift. No, he was taking long, almost angry strides around the corner, moving behind me.

“Now, you’re mine.” The three words screamed of possession. He yanked one leg up, bending and pressing my knee against the table. The position was awkward, but strangely provocative.

I wasn’t going anywhere.

After rubbing his finger up and down my pussy, he was even less patient than the other two, plunging his cock inside.

The breath was knocked from me, stolen by three powerful lions who’d suddenly become my everything.

As he fucked me, he was silent, so much so I couldn’t even detect he was breathing. At least at first.

Drops of sweat splattered on my back as he powered into me, harder and faster as seconds ticked by. I pushed up from the table, bending my back at an awkward angle.

Nothing was going to stop him. He was wilder than the others.

When I felt pressure against my asshole, I threw my head over my shoulder. He barely lifted his heated gaze, but his eyes were no longer human. They were all beasts. Yet he grinned like some mischievous boy before driving his thumb inside.

As soon as he did, my body responded with a powerful, explosive orgasm.

“Oh, fuck. Yes. Yes. Yes…” I could not believe the intensity of how my body responded, bucking wildly as if he’d shattered me.

Broken me.

Yet I loved the brutal actions. Every second.

He thrust his tongue in the same rhythm, taking me differently than the others. One orgasm swept into another and I was breathless, unable to make a single sound.

I had no idea how long it lasted. I only knew I was floating on a cloud. A single growl allowed me to know he was finally ready to come, to erupt deep inside.

To mate with me.

When he did, I sensed his final acceptance. I belonged to him and the other two as they did to me.

Together we were as one.

There was no other choice.

And anyone who tried to tear us apart would face the wrath of three savage lions.