Savage Hunt

Chapter 77

Chapter Seventy-Seven: I'm yours, your partner, your mate

Jason's fingers dug into my outer thigh as he lifted my knee higher up his.hip. He pulled out of me until just the

tip of his cock remained inside of my pussy.

I bucked my hips forward, trying to get him to fuck me. He growled a low warning, but I didn't stop the

movement of my hips as I braced my foot flat on the ground. It was a strange angle, but having him inside of

me felt so good. He pulled his hand away from my thigh, giving it a sharp swat that made me gasp against his

lips.

"Mine.” He growled, gripping the stinging flesh before he thrust himself inside of me inch by inch.

I pulled at the bonds, needing to touch him but knowing that I wouldn't be able to get myself free. He pulled out

only to work his cock into me with shallow thrusts that were rough but still not enough as his lips moved

against mine.

My tongue moved over the sharpened points of his teeth and he groaned against my lips, his other hand

moving to my thigh. Lifting my foot off of the ground so that I was pinned between him and the slowly warming Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

pale tile wall.

I locked my ankles at his lower back and his hands gripped my bottom, bouncing me up and down onto his

dick. With each downward motion, my clit brushed against his taunt abs. I rolled my body down to meet his, my

moans growing louder even as I tried to keep them silent.

Jason pulled his lips away from my mine. His hips worked faster, slamming my back against the wall as he

fucked me harder. The pain mixed with the pleasure and I dug my nails into my palm, crying out

"Tsk, tsk. Kitten, keep crying out like that and everyone will hear you."

"You're the one making me feel so good." I purred at him and his cock twitched inside of me.

"Tillie, you feel so damn good wrapped around my dick." His fingers tightened into the flesh of my hips and my head hit the tiled wall of the shower. His hand moved up my body to cover my mouth as he kept up the rapid pace. “That's it, take my dick. You are going to come for me. So fucking good. I'm going to fill you up are you ready?"

I cried out against his palm, my lower belly tightening as my vaginal walls gripped his cock. Milking him in a vice-like grip that made him growl out my name. The soft scent of vanilla and bourbon grew thick around us as I came. Jason leaned closer to me, pumping himself deep inside of my pussy before he came hard. The hot rush of his seed splashing inside of me filling me up. He thrust inside of me one last time shoving his cum deeper before going still.

Jason rested his forehead against my shoulder as he moved his hand off of my mouth and to the back of my thighs. The ragged sounds of our breathing was covered up by the pounding spray of warm water around us. I loved this feeling with him, how connected I felt to him in this moment. His penis grew soft inside of me as we both came down from our orgasms.

Letting out a long sigh, he reached up. Tugging at the towel strip and undoing the knot with shaking fingers. My arms fell and he draped them over his shoulders as I slumped against him. I tilted my head, looking over at Gideon as he stood watching us from the open doorway of the bathroom.

His honey-colored eyes studied me intently, they seemed to almost glow. I traced my eyes down th lines of his body, taking in the sight of his nakedness for the first time.

He had been naked in the forest, but so had everyone else. His body was toned and tight, and his pale skin was unmarked of any tattoos. He just looked more naked than the others without them. He was lean yet almost stocky in build. There was a delicateness about him that the others didn’t have. But it seemed to suit him just right.

His cock was different than the others. The base was wider, but the way that it curved off to the side. I knew that it would feel good when we finally had sex.

"Tillie."

"Gideon." I whispered, holding up my hand and beckoning him closer. He started to walk over to us and Jason shook his head.

He sat my feet down on to the ground when he was sure that I wasn't going to fall down. He leaned back, looking at me with a softness that made me feel all tender and warm. His hands moved to my face and he cupped both of my cheeks. "You are mine. I don't want you to ever forget that. I'm yours. I'll always be your partner, your mate. But Tillie, you are mine."

"Jason." I whispered his name unsure of what I should say to him. If that wasn't a confession of love, I didn't

know what was. It felt like it was so much more than him telling me that I was his and he was mine.

He pressed a kiss to my upturned lips before he moved his hands down to my wrist to rub the soreness out of

where they had been tied. He winced at the marks that the rope/towel had left there.

"I'm sorry; I should have been more gentle with you." He said, biting his lower lip.

"Don’t do that. It was perfect." I said, pulling my hand from his to bring it up to his cheek. I made him look at

me before I smiled up at him. "I wouldn't want to be with you any other way."

"Kitten." He murmured, shaking his head but I could feel the warm rush of that love-like feeling slipping through

the bond that I shared with him.

"Jason."

He pressed a kiss to my forehead before stepping back so that his flaccid cock slipped from my body. The trail

of his cum running down my inner thigh. His fingers slid down to my leg, scoping it up before shoving it back

inside of me.

"You are the one that's perfect." He looked over at Gideon, tilting his head. "Come join us."