Savage Mates

Chapter 84

Chapter Eighty-Four: The kiss

Had Ryan or Jason claimed him because I had not been enough for them? Did that mean that they

didn’t want me now that they knew I couldn’t keep up with what they needed?

My chest felt tight and I felt like all of the air had been sucked from the room. I swallowed hard, untan

gling myself from the sheets with the slowest of movements.

I didn’t want to wake them up. I didn’t want to see it in their eyes. To know that I hadn’t been enough for

them. For them to have the same look in their eyes that Jake had had when he rejected me.

Thad cared about Jake, but with Ryan, Jason, and Travis, it felt like it was so much more than that.

Even though I had just met them, they meant more to me.

It would break me to see that look coming from them.

Pushing up onto all fours, I looked at the pillow. The lines that my body had left on the bedding, it was

something that I could focus on that wasn’t them. All I needed to do was climb over Jason to get out of

the bed. Then I could steal a pair of shorts from the dresser and slip out of the room.

Hopefully, they would stay asleep and I could figure out my way through this maze of a house down to

the garage.

After that, I would go home and lick my wounds in private. I would take something for my headache

and get in the shower. Scrub the night away so that it was just a memory.

I just needed to get out of here first. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Looking over at Jason, I took in his sleeping form. How the sunlight brought out the highlights in his

blonde hair. His arms was curled above his head, his body softened with sleep. His face was still all

hard angular lines, but there was a tension missing from his face that had been there the night before.

There was just something about him that I liked. Something about all of them that made me want to

stay with them.

The way that Jason had held me in the car. How he had helped me forget about Jake for a moment.

The way that he was strong when I needed him to be, I was going to miss him.

Hell, I was going to miss them all.

It was better this way. Better for me to just sneak off. Better to leave last night as a memory.

Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself. Moving closer to Jason, I braced a hand just above his arm,

slowly moving my leg over his so that I was straddling his lean body. It had seemed like he would be

easier to climb over, but now that I was here. It was harder than I thought it would,

His face was so close to mine, his intoxicating scent filled my senses. All I could think about was kiss

ing him one last time.

Just one kiss to say goodbye to him and the others, then I would leave.

Leaning closer to him, I breathed in the warm scent of his. I think that was what I was going to miss the

most with him. How his scent made its way into me. Making me feel like I was drinking warm chai tea

on an autumn afternoon.

Closing my eyes, I pressed my lips to his, just the softest brush of my lips against his, Just enough to

say goodbye.

A hand moved up the back of my thigh and I stiffened. Opening my eyes, I looked down at him. His

eyes were still closed, but the corners of his lips had turned up into a smile.

“Good morning, kitten.” He purred, his voice all rough with sleep melting my resolve.

“Jason. I, I thought you were asleep. I, I, I didn’t mean to wake you.” | stammered out, feeling my face

flush with warmth. I felt like a kid who had been caught with their hand in the cookie jar. His hand trailed

softly up the back of my thigh, landing on my ass to palm my naked flesh over the bite mark that Travis

had left on my ass.

His touch reminded me that I wasn’t wearing any panties. That the only thing separating my body from

his was the thin cotton sheet between us.

| shifted my weight to the side, getting ready to climb off of him and his eyes opened. He shook his

head, his hand tightening on my bottom.

“I was, but I woke up when your heartbeat changed.” He said, his fingers tracing over the lines of the

bite mark.

I shivered at his touch, biting my lower lip. It felt so good. My body tightened up at his nearness. The

way that he was looking at me made me feel like maybe last night hadn’t messed things up.

That maybe he still wanted me?

His eyes swept over my face, down to my lips. His pupils dilated, stretching and growing as his tongue

tucked behind his teeth. “Stop biting that lip, kitten.”

I let go of my lower lip, and my heart started beating faster. “Jason, i-”

‘Tillie.” He said, stopping me from saying anything. I didn’t know how he was able to make my name

sound like a caress but he did.

He uncurled his arm from above his head. Bringing his hand up to the side of my face, his fingertips

moved over the top part of my cheek. Like a cat, I leaned into the touch, savoring the way that it felt

when he touched me. How the butterflies flared to life in the pit of my stomach.

I could love him. I could love all of them.

“Tillie.” He whispered again before craning his neck up. I closed my eyes as his lips touched mine in a

kiss. A kiss that was soft and sweet. A kiss that was filled with so many things that we couldn’t say yet