Savage Mates

Chapter 88

Chapter Eighty-Eight: Hunt me?

“Matilda,” Travis repeated, turning my face up to his. He leaned closer to me, his fingertips trailing over

my jaw. “What’s wrong?”

: I blinked up at him. How could he not know what was wrong? If they felt so much of my emotions, how

could he not know that I was upset about the marks on his throat?

“If you don’t tell me, I can’t take care of it.”

Lifting up my hand, I brushed shaking fingers over the side of his throat. His shoulders shook at my

touch and his eyes slipped closed.

“What does this mean for us, this mark?” I asked, biting my lower lip. I was still trying not to freak out

about it.

“Sweets,” Travis said, opening his eyes to give me a heated look. “If you keep touching me like that,

you won’t be getting out of this bed anytime soon.”

“Travis, our mate is sore.” Jason said with a growl.

“Mmm-hmm. And what were you doing between her pretty little thighs just now, Sir?” Travis smirked,

looking away from me and over at Jason.

“Taking care of my mate.” Jason answered, “I didn’t do a very good job of meeting her needs yesterday

but I won’t make that same mistake twice.”

“Good, now sweet girl, if my pussy is ready for me. I would like to eat my breakfast in bed.” Travis

looked over at me, his dark eyes moving over my body.

I frowned, pressing my lips together. Was he intentionally avoiding my question or had my touch really

distracted him that much?

“Travis, you didn’t answer my question.”

“I’m going to get you some sweats, kitten.” Jason said, patting my legs before unfolding himself from

the bed and climbing over me.

“What question? Was it the claiming thing?” He asked, pulling his hand away from the side of my face Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

to move his fingers through my hair. The way he said it like it wasn’t a big deal to him. Like it was just

something that was there made my insides swirl. His eyebrows knit together and he gave me a

lopsided smile “Is that what’s bothering you, Tillie?”

“Y, yes, The claiming thing, Jason, well he told me about it and I, I’m just…” I trailed off, lifting my hands

up and letting out a frustrated sigh,

I had never had a problem expressing myself but with them, it felt like I couldn’t find the right words to

tell them what I was feeling. It was so much more powerful than any words I could use.

“Worried. She’s worried about what will happen.” Jason finished for me as he opened the drawer to his

dresser Digging around until he found a pair of sweats

Sweetheart, Ryan claiming me doesn’t change anything between us. None of us. It just means that he

and his beast wanted to claim me.” Travis answered, but I still couldn’t get past the thought that it

would change things between us

That both of them might not want me as much as they had last night. Ryan and Travis hadn’t been

lovers before last night. And, yes, Jason had said that they had been dancing around each other before

! knew he was telling the truth about that from the way that they had Mirted with each other and me last

night at Savage.

:..*

But the worry was still there, still threatening to send me spinning out of control.

“What’s if it does?” I asked, pushing myself up to sit with my legs crossed. I pulled at the hem of my

shirt, trying to cover up more of my nakedness.

It didn’t help. All I had done was draw Travis’ eyes to my bare pussy. His tongue moved over his lower

lip and his eyes darkened. “Sweets, my pussy looks ready for me to give it a good morning kiss.”

“Travis.”

“Yes, my sweets?” He asked, leaning closer to my thighs. It was like he was unable to look away from

my sex. I pressed my thighs together, despite my worries.

I could feel the arousal building up inside of me. It made my heart beat faster in my chest and my face

flush with heat. It was like I was the only thing he could think about.

Reaching over, I grabbed the sheet. Pulling it over my legs. I had to be strong and not give in to what

he wanted, even if I wanted it to. I had told him and Ryan last night that they couldn’t control me with or

gasms. But damn it if I didn’t want him to try to do just that.

“I’m, I’m sore.” I said, reminding myself and him of the fact that I was too sore for fun, sexy times.

Travis pulled his gaze away from my now covered sex. His lips slid into a sexy pout that made my in

sides feel like popcorn was popping in my stomach.

“So cruel, my sweet girl, to deny me my breakfast in bed.” He tucked a strand of hair behind his ear,

watching me intently. “When I said that his claiming me changes nothing, I meant it. Matilda Mason,

you are still mine. Still Ryan’s and we are still yours. Even if you tried to run from us… From what we

make you feel, we would hunt you to the ends of the Earth.”

“Hunt me?” I asked, a primal thrill of excitement moved through my spine, making my muscles tense.

Why did my clit throb at the thought of them chasing me?

“Mmm, we’re shifters. Hunting you makes me all kinds of hard.” Travis growled, pushing himself up

onto all fours as his dark eyes sparkled in the morning sunlight. “It’s got your pussy wet for me, doesn’t

it, sweet? The thought of me hunting you, of me catching my prey and feasting on you..”

His voice was all growly as he crawled closer to me and I moved back. My back hitting the headboard.

“Travis.” Jason growled and I swallowed hard. The way that he said the other man’s name wasn’t like

he was getting on to him. It was more like he wanted to join him in hunting me down.