Savage Hunt

Chapter 71

Chapter Seventy-One: Alpha… Sir

“She will be up for it, won’t you sweets?” Travis’ eyes moved over my naked body. His cock twitched and I watched his softened penis start to grow hard. He looked at me like I was a piece of meat and he was starving.

I thought about what he said. The way he said it, like he was so sure that I would be able to handle ten orgasms in a row. I didn’t even know if I would be able to handle it.

“I, I don’t know. I’ve never, I mean. Ten orgasms is a lot. What will you do if I’m not able to handle it?” I asked, licking my lips and rocking my hips back into Ryan. His cock slid between my ass cheeks, fitting in the cleft.

A growl slipped past his lips and his hand moved down to my hip as he nipped at my shoul der. “Baby girl, I’m sure Jason and I can think of something for him to do if you can’t handle what we give you.”

A pulse of arousal hit me so hard that it took my breath away. My lower belly tightened, my pussy clenching at air. I closed my eyes, gripping the side of the bed. It felt like I was being pulled under by the waves of their need. Feel it moving over my skin, sucking me down.

“You like that, don’t you, my sweet candy girl?” Travis asked, his voice a dangerous growl. “The thought of them taking care of me has you fucking wanting it, doesn’t it?”

“Travis,” I whimpered, opening my eyes. I did want it. I wanted everything that they could do to me and to each other. I wanted to watch them, to see the way that their bodies would move together.

How each of them would respond to the other’s touch.

“Stop teasing our mate.” Jason said, moving behind Travis. His words were rough, his eyes swept over my body. Lingering at the hand on my hip. There was a possessive gleam in his cool gray eyes but it

was gone just as quickly as I had seen it.

A thrill shot up my spine. That look, it was like I was his and he didn’t care who touched me. Who pleased me, as long as I knew that I belonged to him.

My body clenched up, the tightening in my belly intensifying. A needy sound slipped from my lips and I shook.

Jason’s lips twitched into a ghost of a smile before his face smoothed out again. He stepped closer to Travis, so close that Travis shivered at his nearness. He looked away from me, over his shoulder at the man behind him.

“Lean over, drape your arms over the footboard, and spread your legs.” Jason ordered.

Travis’ mouth opened and he started to say something before snapping it closed just as quick. His witty retort dying on his lips as the look in Jason’s eyes.

“Yes, alpha.” His words were breathy, so different from how he sounded with me. He stepped closer to the footboard, his long fingers smoothing over the dark wood, his head turning NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

so that he could look at me. His nostrils flared and I knew he was breathing in the scent of my arousal.

“You will call me sir.” Jason said, his tone had changed. It was the same type of voice he had used with me at Savage when he had told me to ride his dick. All dominant, like he was going to possess the two of us.

Travis’ fingers stiffened and he gripped the wood tight. Leaning over it and spreading his legs. “Yes, sir.”

“Mmm, you are listening so well.” Jason purred, his voice thick as his eyes moved over Travis’ body. He stepped to the side of the bed, grabbing Travis’ wrist in his hands. His fingers moved over his tattooed

skin and Travis shook at the soft touch. His eyes slipped closed, his

straight white teeth sinking into his lower lip. “That feels good?”

“Yeah,” Travis said, before correcting himself. “Yes, sir.”

Jason let out a pleased sound. Nodding, he brought Travis’ wrist down to the handcuff. Clasping the smooth metal around his wrist before straightening out and moving to lock his oth er wrist in place.

I watched the way he moved, securing Travis to the bed, the tender care that he used not to bruise his skin or hurt him. It made me wonder what he would be like with Travis. Would he fuck him as he had fucked me?

“Tell me, Travis. What is in the bag you brought?”

Travis’ gaze flicked over to the side of the bed. “My duffle bag, it’s just some clothes and other things.”

“Other things?” Jason asked, all growly. “I know what you like. The kind of things that you do… It’s no secret and you haven’t hidden it.”

“Jason-Sir.” Travis growled out.

“Kitten, grab Travis’ overnight bag for me.” Jason ordered, moving to the side of the bed where the bag was.

I swallowed hard, moving to the edge of the bed to do what Jason ordered me to do. Ryan’s hand slipped away from my hip and I missed the reassuring heat of his body pressed against mine.

My nerves were on edge and I wondered what Travis could have brought with him.

Ryan shifted behind me, the bed moving as he sat up. Moving so that his back was against the headboard. I reached down, grabbing the handle of the black duffle bag and lifting it up onto the bed. I sat up, crossing my legs before moving the bag into my lap.

I looked at Jason and then at Travis, unsure of if I should open the bag and look inside or wait for Jason to tell me what to do.

“Sir.” Travis growled again, tugging at the restraints.

“Yes, Travis?” Jason said, his eyes not moving from mine.

“I brought toys to use on our mate.” Travis said and I looked away from Jason and over to

Travis. His dark hair had fallen over his face, but I could see his dark eyes still. They were filled with an intense heat that made me shudder.