Savage Mates

Chapter Thirty-Three Are you Willing?

Tillie

I laid still, not opening my eyes as I listened to the talk. Ryan's words rang loud in my ears. "When are you going to claim her?

Earlier, when I had been pulled from sleep, I hadn't known what was going on and I figured it was best to stay quiet to try to figure things out. The worry and fear had been almost enough to send me into a panic attack and I didn't want Ryan and Travis to see me like that.

It had gripped at me, clawing at my throat. Making everything inside me feel weak. But just as soon as it had hit me it was gone like a switch had been hit and I could breathe again.

I didn't understand how I could be feeling that way. I had just had one of the best sexual experiences of my entire life. Everything but my mind had been relaxed when I had been cuddled against Ryan before I fell asleep. But now, he wasn't with me and it felt like a part of me was missing, even though he was still in the same room. It felt the same way with Travis. Everything was better when they were touching me. When they were near me.

Maybe they were having second thoughts? That could be both good and bad. Good cause I could sneak away back to my normal boring life without it bothering them. But, bad because I could sneak out of here without it bothering them.

The bad pulled at something inside of me that I didn't want to think about. Tonight wasn't supposed to be about me jumping into a new relationship. Yet, here I was thinking about having one with not just one, but two men.

Things had just ended with Jake. I shouldn't be thinking about anything long term until I had dealt with my feelings regarding Jake.

"We can't have you going feral." Ryan said, pulling me out of my mini panic filled thoughts.

Feral, they had mentioned that earlier when they had told me that I was their mate. Was the man that I had heard speaking earlier also someone who believed that he was a werewolf? What kind of people did these guys hang out with that thought they were creatures that couldn't exist and how many of them were out there? Had I gotten sucked into some weird paranormal cult?

"I know you're close to it. When we ran last night, I felt it... When are you going to claim her?" Ryan asked and I felt

something bubble up in the pit of my stomach. I hoped that they were talking about someone else and not me. I had already been fucked and bitten by the two of them. I didn't know if I would be able to handle another person fucking me if he was anything like Travi and Ryan.

I didn't know if my body could take it but fuck if I didn't want to find out. I had to have been in hell or maybe I was going there. My abdomen tightened and I could feel the wetness pooling at my center at the thought of getting fucked by the man with a deep voice that sounded so rough, so on edge.

What was wrong with me? What was wrong with them? Why would they be asking this guy if he was going to claim me?

Opening my eyes, I slowly moved my head to the side so that I could look at the three of them. Ryan was leaning on the desk that he had bent me over earlier and Traviss was standing in front of the man, blocking the office door. The man that they were talking to had his back to me.

He was taller than the other two men, his body was lean and hard. My gaze moved down the long lines of his legs. He was wearing charcoal gray slacks with a matching suit jacket. Was this like some mafia type thing? Was that what was going on? Mentally sighing, I went back to ogling the man.

The dark material hugged his body and I couldn't help but admire the way his ass looked in his slacks. He had a bubble butt that my palms itched to squeeze. I wondered what the rest of him looked like beneath that suit. If he was muscular and toned or lithe. His body almost reminded me of a dancer's build.

Like he had spent hours practicing and as he shifted from one foot to the other. I could see a grace to him that the others didn't seem to have.

Swallowing hard, I continued my study of him. Taking in his sun kissed blond hair that fell in messy waves over the back of his neck. I wanted to run my fingers through those thick strands, to see if they felt as soft as they looked. Why did I want to touch him? Why did my body burn for him? I should be exhausted after what Travis and Ryan had done to me, but here I was thinking about this man that I didn't know.

"Do you think she would be willing?" He asked in that deep, rumbling tone. "Three mates is a lot for a human to handle."

Travis moved around the desk and I closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep. His footsteps were soft and I held my breath, hoping he wouldn't realize that I was awake. He stopped beside me, crouching down beside my head. He pushed my hair out of my face. "What do you say, sweets? Would you be willing or are you going to keep pretending to be asleep while the scent of your pussy feels this room, teasing us?' My eyes snapped open and I glared up at Travis, my cheeks flushing. "I wasn't pretending and, and, you can't smell

me."

"Sure you weren't." His lips twitched and he bit his lower lip. His eyes sparkled as he dragged his fingers through my hair, moving them along my scalp. He cupped the side of my face and I leaned into the touch. "But that didn't answer my question. Are you willing?"

I shifted to sit up and crossed my legs together. Travis moved his hand down to the side of my neck, his fingers ghosting over the bite on the side of my neck and I felt my nipples tighten. Scraping against the soft cotton of the shirt that he had given me to wear.

and they are reserved. *

Swallowing hard, I looker sway from Iravie Hie questions on hanking in the air. My eyes moved over to Ryan. His arms were crossed over Pas chest, but I could feel that he wasn't upset about the turn of events. He was looking at Travie and me tout I knew that he was also worried about the man beskle him

I couldn't help but worry that it was willing that it would change things between us. There was no way to add another person into the mur of this strange relationship that I had found myself in without it changing things

was going to be with him, now would be the right time while we were

Then again, things were only just starting still figuring this out

He had turned to face me, the blond man. There was something in the way that he held himself in the way that he looked at me. An almost sadness, like he was worried that I wouldn't be able to accept him. Ifugged at my soul, seeing something in him that I feh inside of me

An aching loneliness. This man was adrift, unsure of what the future was bringing, and worried about it

I knew right then what my answer was going to be. I clasped my hands together in my lap, trying to tell myself that this was the right choice.

"I'm willing," I said, looking between the three of them. "I mean, I don't know how this is going to work. Or even if you guys aren't some wild, drug induced fantasy."

*Tillie, I didn't drug you.' Travis growled out, his hand shooting forward to grip my chin and make me look him in the eyes. "I wouldn't do that to you."

"Okay, but you guys are saying some pretty wild things."

"All of it's the truth." Ryan said, "But back to the other thing you just said."

"What, that I'm willing?" I asked, biting my lower lip. Had I said the wrong thing? Was this some sort of test that they had planned out? Or a really elaborate prank and we were reaching the tail end of it where they would yell 'got you, just kidding?

"Yeah, that. It's a big thing to be mated to an alpha. You can't decide you don't want to do it afterwards."

pressed my lips together. They were giving me a choice with him. But they hadn't done that for me with themselves. Sure, they had asked me who I belonged to but that had just been an in the heat of the moment type of thing

Looking at the blond man, I could see the worry in his eyes that I was going to take the out that they were giving me. I didn't know what he meant by alpha, but surely it couldn't be that much different from being mated with Travis and Ryan.

• "I'm not changing my mind." My tone was hard, but I knew what I wanted.

Ryan nodded, and I looked over at their friend. His shoulders relaxed and he let out a breath before coming over to the couch. His gray eyes moved over my face, lingering on my lips before they traveled lower.

There was a heat in his eyes as he looked at my body. It made me feel like I was the sole focus of his attention and that I always would be. Travis let go of my chin. He moved to sit beside me on the couch. His arm wrapping around my shoulders. "Sweets, this is our alpha, Jason."

"Hello, Jason." I said, pushing myself up from the couch to stand in front of him. Now that I was standing, I realized how tall he was. I was five foot six inches. But this man made me feel tiny. He was at least a foot taller than me, if not more

His eyes darkened, his tongue moving over his bottom lip. "I like the way you say my name, Tillie."

Heat spread across the tops of my cheeks when he said my name. I liked the way that it sounded, rolling off of his tongue. Like it was warm caramel. The way that he savored the sound, his eyes grew hooded as he looked down at me and I felt the nervousness that I had felt change into something else.

"Baby girl, touch him." Ryan said, pushing away from the desk before he prowled over to us. He sat on the couch on the other side of where I had been sitting and I could feel his eyes on me.