Savage Mates

Chapter Seventy-Five: Nothing to say to me?

Breathing hard, I pulled my dick out of Travis' mouth. He hadn't spilled a drop of my cum, taking it all into his mouth. It made me want to see just how much he could take. He had deep throated me like a damn

pro.

I knew that he got off on making his partners come until they couldn't stand it, hell I was beginning to realize all three of us had that in common when it came to kinks.

Though Jason liked to tie his partners up or down, I should say and I wasn't mad about that one bit. Seeing Travis bound like this and the way that he had tied Tillie's hands up at the club had been not as

hell.

I could wait to see how Tillie looked when she was tied to the bed. Her hands bound by the headboard and her feet tied up on the footboard. Her cries filling the room like they were now. Only I wanted to take my time tracing every inch of her skin. Tasting her pussy and the mess that we had left there and would continue to leave there.

"Please, fuck me. Please." Tillie moaned behind me, her hips rolling as she tried to get Jason to give her what she needed. "Please, I need you."

My lips twitched and I looked over at the mirror, watching her move for Travis. He had pulled his fin gers from her mouth and was teasing her nipples as he worked the purple vibrator in and out of her pussy. He pulled it out of her, dragging it up as he pressed the button on the side, making the vibrations increase.

"Jason, Jason. Jason." She chanted and he tugged hard at her nipple.

"Such pretty nipples you have, kitten. I bet they would look perfect pierced." She gasped, her eyes squeezing shut as she fisted her hands into the sheets beneath her. "Don't worry, Tillie, I'm going to fuck this pretty pussy. When I do, I'm going to feel you up, making you pregnant for us."

The thought made my cock twitch and I fucking wanted that. I wanted to watch her body change. The piercings could wait. But I wanted to watch her breasts grow full with milk. Spilling from the cups of her bra as her belly swelled with our offspring.

I wanted it all. It didn't matter which of us she got knocked up by, I just knew that it was something that I needed, like the air I was breathing.

Looking down at Travis, I sank down to my knees. He hadn't said anything and I was worried that maybe I had pushed him too far. Him sucking me off wasn't something that we had talked about before. Usually, before I was with a partner, we talked about our kinks in great lengths before working out all of the details.

Thadn't done that with him or with Tillie. We hadn't agreed to any safe words or signs for them to let me know when it was too much. For when I was taking them too far.

I wasn't as worried about things with Jason. I very much doubted that he would let me take control of him. Or even that he would let anyone take control and I had no plans to submit.

That was something I had no problem doing outside of the bedroom, but here. I was in control.

Brushing the damp strands of hair from his eyes, I lifted Travis' face up to mine. There was something in his eyes and I didn't have a name for the way that they gleamed. He didn't say anything but I had the gut feeling that he wasn't done trying to brat me.

That was okay, if he was still bratting, that meant that I hadn't taken things too far for him. That was good.

"Nothing to say to me now?" I asked and Travis lifted a dark, pierced eyebrow at me.

I waited for him to speak, stroking my hands over the hard angles of his face but still, he didn't say a word

"Did you like sucking my cock, taking all of my cum like a good submissive?" I asked, leaning closer to him as I dragged out that word, knowing that submitting to me was something that he was still learning to do.

His lips twitched and he nodded his head but didn't open his mouth.

Fucking brat, that was fine. He could be quiet if he wanted.

I threaded my fingers through his hair, gripping the strands by his scalp before bringing my face closer to his. I pressed my lips to his, tightening my fingers. Waiting for a hiss, a growl, or any sound from him. Any type of response to let me know that he was okay with me fucking his mouth like I owned him.

Travis remained silent, his lips not moving beneath mine.

Sighing against his lips, I looked into his eyes. His dark eyes sparkled with a teasing gleam. He was try ing to test me.

I swept my tongue over the seam of his lips, gently at first, until he gave in to the pressure. His lips parted beneath mine with a low growl as he pushed warm liquid into my mouth.

Growling at the taste of the salty liquid, I deepened the kiss. It was my cum that he was trying to spit back into my mouth. My growl turned into a moan, this was one of those things that I craved. Cheery bastard

Little did he know that I wasn't bothered by the taste. That if anything, it turned me on more. Tillie moaned behind me and I knew that she could feel the arousal that I was feeling. That it was a constant feedback loop, driving her into a frenzy.

"Please, Jason. Please fuck me. I need you inside of me." She cried and I could smell the salty mixture of her tears. Feel the desperation she was feeling as he kept her on edge, pulling the vibrator back each time she got close.

I needed to go to my mate. I had a strong feeling that she wouldn't be able to take much more. Loosen ing my fingers from Travis' hair, I stroked them over the side of his face before leaning back on my heels to look at him. "You just beg for a punishment, don't you?

"Ryan, I can take anything you can give me. After that, I'll still be ready to fuck our sweet girl into the mattress." He dragged a tongue over his lower lip, cleaning my semen from his lips before shooting me a grin. "She begs so sweetly, doesn't she?"