Savage Mates

Chapter Thirty Five: Who said I wanted you to stop?

Jason

It felt like I was in a dream. A really, really good dream. Tillie had agreed to be my mate. She could save me from turning into something that I didn't even want to think about

Now she was touching me, her fingers making quick work of the dark buttons on my shirt. I had to close my eyes to keep control of my beast. My wolf didn't give a fuck about my clothing or hers. My skin rippled as I tried to fit down the urge to push her hands out of my way and rip my shirt off. To do the same to the shirt and sweats that she was wearing

To spin her around and make her brace her hands against the back of the couch while I slid my dick into her slick, wet heat. I bet she would feel like heaven, her pussy gripping my cock as I worked it in and ou of her. Searing her body with the memory of mine, making her come over and over again until I was the only thing she could think about. All that she could remember.

I had told her that we could go slow. But now that she was touching me, I knew that was a lie. I wanted to be rough with her, to have her fight me before submitting to my needs. Then I could take care of her needs and wants.

This teasing slow undressing me while she looked up at me with her come fuck me blue eyes was testing every bit of self control that I had.

Her sweet scent teased my sense and I felt the shift in my body. Every sense growing sharper and stronger. I opened my eyes, looking down at her. I could see every freckle that spread across the bridge of he nose, the slight hints of gold that flecked through the iris of her blue eyes.

She blinked up at me through her long lashes, her lips parting as she let out a gasp. "Your eyes. They're black."

"It's my wolf." I said, watching the way her teeth sank into her lower lip. She was curious, but she wasn't afraid. That was something I hadn't expected when she was asleep.

I had expected her to look into my darkened eyes and be afraid, like most women were that weren't shifters. Yet here she was, bringing her hand up to the side of my face. Touching me like she wasn't afraid of

me.

"I told you we're wolves." Travis said from behind her and my lips twitched at the pout in his voice.

"I know, but it's just... Werewolves.' She said, and I leaned closer to her. Her eyes slipped closed and I knew that she was waiting for my kiss. Her full lips turned up towards me and I took the time to just watch the emotions play across her face.

"What were you waiting for?" I asked and her eyes snapped open.

"Oh, um, I just thought-" She stammered, a blush spread over the tops of her cheeks. Her mascara was smeared, but it only made her eyes more beautiful.

"That I was going to kiss you?"

"Well, yeah.' That blush spread further and I felt my pulse quicken.

I slipped my jacket off, tossing it onto the couch. Undoing the buttons at my wrist as I watched the way she looked at me. I slipped my shirt off and tossed it to join my jacket. Her eyes flicked down to my chest, widening just a fraction before they moved back up to my face. "I'm going to kiss you. I just know that when I do, I won't be able to stop until I taste every inch of you."

Her eyes widened and her lips parted as she let out a gasp, the scent of her arousal grew stronger. I stepped closer to her, feeling the soft press of her breasts against my chest. Her nipples were tight peaks that begged for my touch.

"Are you still willing, because I won't stop once I have you?" I asked, giving her an out. Even if she wanted out, there was no way that I was going to let her escape. I would hunt her done and tie her to my bed, showing her everything that I could give her. Everything that I could make her feel until she was begging me to claim her.

"Who said I wanted you to stop?" She asked, biting her lower lip. She moved her hands up my chest, tracing her fingers over the tight lines of my body, making me shiver.

I leaned closer to her, breathing in her scent before I threaded my fingers through the hair at the base of her scalp. Who said I wanted you to stop?

Pinning her in place as I moved my lips against hers, tasting the sweetness of her lips. There were hints of both Travis and Ryan on her, but I found that didn't bother me if anything it made me need more. Sparks moved along my skin, my body pulsed to life and my dick grew hard at that tender touch. I felt like a teenager, ready to fuck with just a look.

Her hands moved up to my shoulders, pulling me closer to her as she tangled her fingers into my hair. Moaning against my lips, the sound made my dick twitch hard. If that was how she sounded just from my kiss, I couldn't wait to hear how she would sound with my cock buried in her pussy.

Tracing my tongue against her top lip, 1 nipped at the flesh, sucking it into my mouth as her fingers tightened in my hair. Nails scraping over my scalp. I dragged my other hand down her body until my hand cupped her breast. Her back arched into my touch and I let go of her lip, moving my tongue against her teeth. Taking my time to explore every inch of her mouth until her pulse was so loud it was all I could focus on.