Page 25 of Feral Mates
The kiss lasted for seconds before I was in Apollo’s arms, being kissed as if his life depended on tasting me. His actions consumed me, leaving me tingling from excitement. I tried to resist, but my body remained treacherous. Where I thought he’d be more forceful, he proved me wrong, taking his time to explore the dark recesses of my mouth.
He was so powerful, the feel of his hard muscular arms as I gripped both creating a series of filthy images. His touch was possessive, as if making good on his promise to claim me. The brutal savage was all alpha, demonstrating his pure dominance even when his kiss was passionate.
Butterflies formed in my stomach, one chasing another in an endless cycle of prey and predator. My heart thudded wildly and even thought I was wearing clothes, I gathered a scent of my own desire. This was wrong, extraordinarily wrong, but I couldn’t resist them anymore than they could me.
His thick, long cock was pressed between my legs, throbbing against my jeans. I could feel every pulsing sensation just as I could with Kai pushing the full weight of his body against my back.
Apollo’s growl was slow and powerful as he pulled away before skimming his teeth across my bottom lip.
Incapable of moving, I was pulled into Roman’s arms, his hand fisting my hair just as possessively. His kiss was fervent, licking the inside of my mouth before sucking on my tongue. My heart continued to hammer in my chest and the need for all three was all consuming as well as unimaginable. His mouth was as hot as his skin and my thighs clenched as my pussy continued throbbing. If this was what drowning in someone meant, I was all for it.
I should make him stop and try to escape once again, but I allowed myself to be lost in the passion. Just being able to run my hands up his chest and around his neck, feeling the thick cords was a powerful aphrodisiac.
The more tender moment of passion was gone, replaced by explosive carnal needs. With our lips pulled free, I gasped, amazed at the difference in taste of all three; indescribable flavors that drove me wild.
I was suddenly pushed inside the abandoned cabin. With my eyes never leaving them, I accidentally stumbled on the leg of the coffee table. Apollo was right there, grabbing my arm as if determined to protect me from all harm.
“Be careful, little mate.”
“I’m not your mate. I can’t be. I’m human. The three of you are… something else.”
All three chuckled as if I’d said something funny. That hadn’t been my intent. Even grade school children knew two different species couldn’t mate.
As had occurred before, I was passed between all three, only this time to undress me.
Kai yanked off my boots, every touch of his fingers igniting another fire.
Roman almost ripped apart my sweatshirt in his effort to drag it over my shoulders, his wet kisses against my neck creating vibrations.
Apollo, with his brooding look and flaring nostrils, continuously growled as he pitched me down onto the couch. His eyes never left mine as he unfastened my jeans and the way the corners of his mouth upturned kept me breathless.
Once he tossed the jeans aside, he split open my legs exposing my slickened pussy. Another moment of embarrassment struck me with a powerful force. Taking gasping breaths, I dug my nails into the cushions as he shook his head.
I’d never felt so vulnerable. Every inch of my body was shaking, my bare ass and slickened pussy exposed to three powerful brutes. Every thought in my head was erratic.
Guilt.
Shame.
Yearning.
He ran his fingers along the inside of my legs, the tickling sensations forcing me to stiffen. A huge part of my scientific brain was telling me to push him away. To run far. To seek help.
But with every passing second, the desire to leave them lessened as need and hunger began to fulfill a stark emptiness.
“First, the spanking,” Kai ordered.
Apollo laughed. “Yes, she needs to learn obedience.” He lifted me as if I weighed nothing, tossing me over the back of thecouch. I was shocked at the force he used when smacking his palm across my bottom.
I was momentarily voiceless. But as he continued, moving from one butt cheek to the other, I finally found my voice.
“Stop. Just stop!” I thrust my arm back to protect my bottom.
“No.” Apollo’s voice was deep and commanding, the sound amplifying the thrumming in my pussy. He grabbed my arm and easily moved it away as he continued the painful chastisement.
I had no idea how long he kept the pace. Suddenly, he moved away and Roman took his place, fisting my hair at the scalp and asserting his authority. A haze formed around my head as he cracked his hand down in a flurry of smacks.
I wanted to sink into the couch, but his hold on my hair held me in place as he left his mark on my skin.
