Savage Mates

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Hunting Her

I pulled around to the back of the pack house, not bothering to park in the garage. Instead, I pulled my truck in with a few of the other cars that were parked at the back of the house. Shifting my truck into park. I killed the engine as / looked up at the house.

The light was on in Jason's room and I knew that Tillie was in there. Probably in his bed curled up with him and Ryan.

I shook my head, it was best not to let thoughts of jealousy creep in. It wouldn't do any of us any good. Tillie was ours.

Pulling the keys from the ignition, I shoved them into the front pocket of my duffle bag. I opened the door, climbing out of my truck into the still night. The woods were quiet, but I could hear the soft footsteps of wolves in the distance.

It was probably just the pack members who had volunteered to patrol the woods. There hadn't been any rogues in our area, no threats of danger. This was something that Jason and I could agree on, it was better to be safe than sorry when it came to protecting what was ours.

Reaching into the cab of the truck, I pulled my bag out. Closing the door behind me before making my way up the steps of the back patio. I rested my hand on the doorknob, giving it a twist. The door was unlocked and the big French door opened easily.

I stepped inside of the pack house, the air conditioner blew a cool breeze over my skin. Making goosebumps rise along my skin as I was hit with the scents of my pack. My family, beneath that scent, was the faint smell of cherry candies and sex.

'Mate' my wolf whined in my head.

The beast hadn't liked being away from Tillie. It had been a struggle all night to just push through. Now that we were close to our prize, I could feel him rising to the surface. He was ready to hunt her down. I let him take over, feeling my vision growl sharp. A growl slipped past my lips and I stalked forward.

It had been so long since he had wanted to hunt someone like this. I almost wished that we were outside so the hunt would last longer.

It didn't matter if it was through the woods or the city. I wanted to hear her rapid footfalls as she tried to escape me and the things that I was going to do to her when I caught her.

I could almost hear the fluttering of her heart loud in my ears as I got closer. Adrenaline pumping through me.

Would Tillie scream when I caught her?

Would she even get the chance to?

I didn't think that I would be able to give her the chance. She was my prey, my mate. I was going to find her and feast.

Tightening my fingers around the handle of my duffle bag, I thought about the toys that were inside. I couldn't wait to use them on her.

Following her scent, I stopped in front of Jason's door. I could smell them, the three of them, and what they had been doing. My pulse was loud, beating through me like a drum. Tillie's scent called me closer. She was like my new drug and I fucking loved it.

Opening the door, I looked towards the bed. Expecting to see her awake. She wasn't. Her face was softened with sleep. Her pale skin was brought out by the dark sheets on Jason's bed.

She and Ryan were laying together, their legs tangled together beneath the sheets. Her hand rested on his chest, over his heart. It was such a tender way to catch the two of them and it made me ready for the future that we would share with her

Ryan cracked a blue eye open at me, watching me slep into the room. The door closed behind me with a soft snick. I could hear the shower running and smell the warm scents of Jason's body wash as he showered.

Slowly, I made my way over to the bed, dropping my bag to the floor. I toed off my boots, leaving them to join Jason's things on the floor. I pulled off my shirt, tossing it to the side as I looked Tillie over, taking in her clean face scrubbed free of the makeup that she had worn earlier.

Are you waking her to play or are you just going to stare?" Ryan asked, his lips curving into a sleepy smile as he stretched his arms over his head. "Something like playing." I grinned, flashing sharp teeth at him.

You have got on too many clothes." Ryan's sleepy smile grew darker, sexier. His eyes flashed at me and he tucked his tongue behind his teeth, watching me. I stripped out of my jeans, letting them fall to the floor. Later, I would pick them up. I knew how much of a neat freak that Jason could be.

Right now, I needed Tillie. And fuck if I didn't want Ryan as well.

I needed to feel her body beneath mine. I needed to feel her pussy clamping down around my cock, warm and wet. Toys could wait until after my need was taken care of. We had plenty of time and things were only getting started. I wanted to see how much she could take. I wanted to see how far Ryan and Jason would let me push her.

"Come here." Ryan said, his tone was firm like when he was in my office. It was the one that made me want to do what he ordered. Heat swept up my spine, making my mouth go dry.

"So bossy." I chuckled. Reaching down, I grasped the sheet, pulling it from their bodies.

I couldn't pull my eyes away from the way that the black sheet slid down over the curve of her hips. Revealing skin that was perfectly marred with bruises from her time with us. Thighs and hips had plenty of marks on them and it made me wish that I had just given in to my wants. So that I could have watched the two of them with her.

It would have been worth being tied up just to see them fucking.