Page 29 of Feral Mates
Her eyes flew open wide and she bit her bottom lip. She said nothing when I repeated the action, cracking my palm from one side to the other.
Dominating her was a necessity. I didn’t stop there, smacking my hand in a continuous pattern.
Heat immediately rushed to the surface of her skin, lingering on my skin.
Her mouth was twisted.
Her head lolled to the side.
But I sensed the extreme pleasure she was feeling, an internal need that it would seem she’d never experienced before.
Walking away from her had been more difficult. It had been a necessity at the time. Being uncertain of what we were facing was highly dangerous.
Yet we’d been determined to protect her.
I’d waited on the side of the road, watching her driving off after the three of us had remained in the darkness, protecting her from other wild animals.
We would have killed anyone who’d dared touch her.
I’d been the one to replace her tire. How I’d known what to do was beyond me, but I’d followed my instincts. Then I’d watched her drive away and it had taken everything I had not to chase after her.
The strong sense of mating was already lodged deep within the three of us.
I didn’t stop, keeping the rhythm of disciplining her as my eyes lowered to her breasts. They were as magnificent as everything else about her, bouncing slightly each time I smacked her.
I’d had enough. There was no patience left.
As soon as I thrust my cock inside her tight pussy, she threw her head back. Something else delightful about the little human, the sounds she made. Cooing. Growling. Moaning.
“Oh, my. Yes,” she whimpered.
Every sound fueled something both protective and possessive within me.
With both hands gripping her hips, I jerked her up until only the tip was inside. When I pulled her down again, she rubbed her hands up and down my chest. Even the touch of her fingers was so entirely different I could spend hours requiring her to trail all ten across every inch of my body.
Maybe that would come later after my needs were fulfilled. If they ever were.
I wasn’t alone in the aspect of mating and within a few seconds, Roman moved behind us. He kept to himself. Yet I’d seen him come alive the moment we’d moved through the forest together after gathering a whiff of her scent.
When he’d noticed her from where he was standing along the edge of the trees, I’d thought for certain his intentions were harmful.
He shifted his gaze toward me. All four of us were still trying to figure this out. He tugged on her braid before dropping to his knees. He was a huge wolf, an even bigger man, and when he pushed her forward, I knew exactly what he had planned.
I kept her breasts crushed against me, her pussy muscles throbbing and clenching around my dick. The moment was almost painful in its intensity.
Apollo was finished with waiting, walking around to the back of the couch. Instantly, he lifted her chin with a single finger. I caught the deep growl that likely she couldn’t hear, the frequency too low. He was laying claim to her as Roman and I had done before.
“Kai,” she whispered as Roman drove several fingers beside my cock, pumping a few times.
Names. They weren’t our names, yet as she’d suspected, they’d been the ones given at the refuge. They were as good as any, an identifier for humans. I pulled her up, now lifting my hips so I could fuck her brutally.
Roman continued to drive his fingers inside for several additional strokes. When he pulled them free, he quickly glanced in my direction then up to Apollo just before he plunged his cock into her mouth.
Maybe sharing her wasn’t so bad after all.
I cupped her breast with one hand, squeezing her nipple until she moaned over Apollo’s thick shaft.
As soon as Roman pushed his slickened fingers into her asshole, she stiffened. Her eyes were open wide and she’d stopped moving altogether. If she only knew how insatiable we were and how strong our stamina was.
