Savage Mates

Chapter 19

Chapter Nineteen: Daddy

Ryan pulled his hand away from my breast, reaching behind me until both of his hands gripped my ass.

He stepped closer to me, planting himself between my thighs until his denim clad erection rubbed over

my wet sex.

“R, Ry.” I started to say, but then caught myself. He had said he liked being called daddy. I could do

that for him, heighten his pleasure by calling him that. It wasn’t like it meant anything, not really. He had

to know, just like I did, that this was only for the night. I could role play a little with both of them. I would

be Travis’ sweets and Ryan’s baby girl. Just for tonight, I would let myself belong to them. “Daddy.”

“Mmm, baby girl.” He growled, nipping at my collarbone, his hands massaging my ass. “I like that.’

Ibucked my hips, rubbing myself against him like a cat in heat. He rocked his hips gently, rubbing

himself against my pussy as he placed open mouthed kisses onto my chest. His mouth worked a hot

trail down to my breasts. I moved my hands off of the desktop, tangling them into the long dark strands

of his hair as he ran his flattened tongue over the tight peak of my nipple.

“That feels so good.” I moaned and he sucked my nipple into his mouth, scraping his teeth along the

areola. His lips twitched up into a smile and he bit at my breast harder before soothing it with his

tongue.

“I want you to feel so good, baby girl.” He said, releasing my nipple and kissing his way over to my

other breast to give it the same treatment.

I held his head in place, whimpering at each tug of my nipples. It made my pussy clench up, I had

never come before from someone playing with my breasts but I knew that if he kept it up, that was what

was going to happen. I could already feel the wetness coating my thighs and the desk beneath my

bottom.

Travis shifted on the couch, leaning closer to watch. Ryan lashed my nipple with his tongue, his fingers

digging into my ass harshly before he dragged them to the top of my thighs. I spread my legs wider,

hoping that he would touch me. All it would take was just a little bit of friction to send me over the edge.

I had never felt this alive before and the build up made me feel like fire was pumping through my veins.

Ryan growled against my breast before letting it go. His hands moved up my body, away from my

thighs and I wanted to cry out. To beg him to keep touching me, but I didn’t. I held still, enjoying the way

that his hands moved up to my tits. He pressed open mouthed kisses to my ribs and down to the curve

of my stomach. I had always felt self conscious about my body, but the way that he was making me feel

erased all the doubts that I had about my appearance.

With him and Travis, I felt like I was priceless. Like I was made for them.

Ryan’s hands moved to my breasts, his fingers tweaking my nipples as he worked his tongue into the

well of my belly button. I jumped, trying not to laugh and he looked up at me, his eyes sparkling.

“Ticklish?”

“Yeah,” I whispered and he nodded.

“I’ll have to remember that for later.” He said, tucking his tongue behind his teeth. ‘I could watch you

squirm for me all day.”

“Daddy.” I whimpered, stroking my fingers through his hair.

“Don’t worry, I won’t. I’m just warning you that having you want me like this. I’ll never get enough of it.”

He said before pressing his lips to the bare skin above my neatly trimmed pubic hair. “The way you

sound when I have your tits in my mouth is

“Addictive.” Travis finished. “You should hear how she sounds when she comes.”

“Interrupt me again and I’ll gag you.” Ryan said, giving Travis a low warning growl. The vibrations made

my head fall back and my thighs shake. Just the thought of him gagging Travis turned me on. I could

picture Ryan tying Travis up to the office chair that was pushed away from the desk. Shoving his cock

into the other man’s mouth to shut him up.

“You are full of surprises.’ Travis teased before pressing his lips together, motioning with his fingers for

us to get on with it. “I like it.”

Chapter Nineteen Daddy

11 show you surprises.” Ryan said, rolling his eyes before he brought his mouth closer to my exposed

pussy.

I watched himn breathe in the scent of my sex, his eyes slipping closed and his lips parting before he

blew a hot breath over my clit making it jump and pulse. My breath caught in my throat as he opened

his eyes. Leaning close to me he ran his tongue over my slit. Moaning at the taste of me and Travis. He

lapped at my entrance before dragging his tongue up to my clit. Sucking it into his mouth and working

his tongue over the engorged flesh.

He pulled a hand away from my breast, moving it between my thighs to work two fingers in and out of

me as he kept working my clit with his talented tongue.

“Daddy. I panted, rocking my hips up. He pulled back, moving his other hand to my ass and giving it a

sharp swat.

*Play with your tits for me.” He ordered and I brought my hands up, playing with my breasts for both

him and Travis to watch.

He moved his mouth back to my sex, working his fingers in and out of me as he sucked and stroked my

clit in alternating patterns that left me writhing on the desk. Ryan pulled his fingers out of my cunt,

moving them to pant my arousal against my asshole and I cried out. It was dirty, but I couldn’t help the

way that it sent me crashing over the edge.

My orgasm ripped through me, making me cry out. He worked his fingertip over the tight ring of Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

muscles, his tongue and teeth still working my clit over, letting me ride out the feelings that he was

making me feel before he pulled back.

*Before the night is over, we‘re both going to be inside of you, baby girl. Filling you up with our cum,

making you scream for us.” Chapter Twenty: Getting Comfortable

Ryan

Standing up, I flipped Tillie over so that she was face down on the desk. Her round ass in the air looked

like a juicy peach that I wanted to take a bite out of. But, someone had beaten me to it. The skin

was marred with an angry red and purple bite mark.

Fuck. God damn, Travis.

Fucking Travis. He had to know how much that would piss me off. It was no secret in the pack house

that I liked to spank the women I was with. Now any time I took her over my knee, he would feel it.

Each strike of my palm against her ass would turn him on.

God damn, that made me hot just thinking about it.

I brought my hand up, tracing the lines of Travis’ bite. I wanted to be angry, to be pissed at him for

claiming our mate. For marking up her ass with his claiming bite, but I couldn’t find it in myself to be.

Could I really blame him?

I knew that I couldn’t. If it had been me, I would have done the same fucking thing. Sunk my teeth into

her skin like she was a ripe peach. The world wouldn’t see my claim, but that didn’t matter. She would

always be able to feel me anytime she pulled on a pair of panties. Anytime someone gripped her ass,

she would feel it and so would I.

Well, Travis would

I wished that I had gotten to her first and claimed her as mine. At least I had gotten her first orgasm of

the night. Sure, Travis had been there but it was my leg she was grinding herself on.

Then Aaron had called me away, stopping me from claiming her. If I hadn’t been on stage with the band

counting on me, I would have dragged her up here and done the same. She would be filled with my

seed, panting my name as she had been doing for Travis. The way she said daddy, though, it made my

dick hard. It was something I had always wanted and she was giving it to me. I didn’t have words to

describe how it made me feel but I knew that I never wanted it to stop.

She shivered beneath me, her hands moving beneath her as she tried to push herself up.

“No,” I growled, planting my hand on her lower back. “Stay down for me, baby girl. I want to see what a

pretty picture you make.”

She moved her hands up the desk, placing her heeled feet flat on to the floor as she got comfortable.

“Yes, daddy.”

I flattened my hand against her ass, gripping the skin before softening my hold. There were bruises

starting to form on her hips and I knew that Travis and I were going to have to be careful with our mate.

Looking over at Travis, locked eyes with him. Watching his green eyes darken, he was so close to

losing control. He had already had his time with her but it looked like that time wasn’t enough.

Good, I wanted him to suffer as I had.

My beast had been ripping at the surface and I was thankful for the long nights of practice that Aaron

had forced us to endure. If he hadn’t, there would have been no way that I would have been able to

keep pace. I had slipped up a few times, speeding us up and when Aaron’s eyes had shot up to the

window, it had pushed me more than I could take.

I didn’t want anyone to see her like that but me and, well, of course, Travis.

Her tits, her body. That was mine to feast on. To fuck. To claim.

I lifted an eyebrow at Travis, watching his eyes flick back down to Tillie. His hand was over the front of

his jeans and he was rubbing himself through the material so hard that it had to hurt. His lips parted

and twitched up into a smirk. He moved forward to the edge of the couch.

“What are you doing?” I asked, dragging my hand down Tillie’s back. Enjoying the way that her body

shook as she