Savage Mates

Chapter Eighty-Nine: Getting dressed

"You could join us, alpha." Travis' growl turned rougher, thicker as he leaned closer to me. His nose trailed along the side of my neck over the claiming bite that Ryan had left on me before he moved his face to the other side of my neck, doing the same thing to Jason's claim.

"Travis, she is sore." Jason said and I felt a pressure move over my skin. A whimper slipped past my lips and the pressure grew stronger:

I didn't know who to call out to. It made me feel strange and I didn't understand why. It was like I wanted to do what they wanted, despite what my mind was screaming at me. It made me want to run.

"But she won't be forever, will you, sweets?" He asked, pulling back so that his eyes met mine. It made me feel so many things, so many conflicting, emotions. That, with the pressure, made me feel like I was go ing to panic. I sucked in great lungfuls of air, trying not to let these feelings pull me under.

I'd dealt with panic attacks before, but it was nothing like this. Nothing that I couldn't normally push away.

"Baby girl?" Ryan mumbled the words all gruff with sleep. His hand darted towards me beneath the sheet to trail his fingers up to my inner thigh. His touch loosened up my throat, reminding me where I was. He didn't move his hand up higher, just kept his warm fingers on my skin. Curling them gently into my skin, letting me know that he was still with me.

The touch was just as possessive as it had been last night and I hoped that it meant things would stay the same. Well, as much as they had been last night. There was still so much that needed to be discussed but we could do that later.

"Travis, you are being too much." Jason growled, coming closer to the bed.

Ryan opened his eyes, looking over at Jason. 'You're being too much. It's too early for the alpha thing and I'm too tired for it."

I moved my hand down to grip Ryan's fingers beneath the sheet.

"Ryan." I whispered his name and he looked at me. That same warm, gentle look in his deep blue eyes.

"Baby girl?" His eyes widened and he nodded. "Jason, the alpha thing- stop. Travis, you need to sit down."

The pressure pulled off of me and my shoulders relaxed. Jason moved closer to me, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "Oh kitten, I'm sorry."

Travis pulled back, moving to sit beside me, a long slipping past his lips. "I'm sorry, sweets. I know ! can be a bit much. There is just so much that I want to experience with you."

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"I'm okay, it's just... This is a lot. Jason, can you not do that again?" I asked, moving my tongue over my Tips to moisten them.

"I'll try not to do it around you, I think because you're mated to us, you can feel it. Most humans don't really feel the compulsion," He said, resting a hand on my calf.

Trealized that they were all touching me. Travis' hip was pressed against mine. Ryan's fingers were on the inside of my thigh, and now Jason was touching me. It made the warm, fluttery feeling return to the pit of my stomach. I didn't know why I felt this was about them. There was so much that we needed to talk about. But having them touch me like this soothed my worries away.

My phone chimed from inside my purse by the dresser. I looked over at it, knowing that I was going to

have to return to the real world soon. Charity and I had a brunch date and I didn't know how I was going to tell her about everything that had happened. I knew that there was no way I would be able to keep it from her.

"That's probably Charity." I said, my shoulders tensing up again. What would she think about me after she knew what I had done with them? What I had let them do to me.

"Kitten, why don't you get dressed and I'll take you to see your friend? When you come back, you can bring a bag with some of your things." Jason said, handing me a pair of gray sweat pants.

"My things?" I asked, taking the sweatpants and holding them against my chest. They had mentioned me moving in with them last night, but I thought they all understood that I wasn't ready for that. It was such a big step.:

"Yes, your things," Jason said, looking at me one last time before turning away and heading over to the closed closet door. He opened the door, walking inside. "I plan to clear out part of the closet for you. I know you're not ready to move in with us yet. But when you are here, I want you to be comfortable. If you would rather we go shopping, that can be arranged."

"Shopping?" I asked and he nodded, coming out of the closet with a pair of dark gray slacks and a black dress shirt looped over his arm. "I don't need anything. You guys don't need to take me shopping."

"Yes, shopping,". Jason said, looking up from the clothing on his arm. "It's our job to spoil you. It'll be fun."

"We're going shopping?" Ryan asked, his fingers tracing small circles on the inside of my thigh.

"Maybe if we can talk her into it later," Jason said, sitting his clothing down onto the bed. "Get dressed, kitten."

I nodded, wiggling away from their touch to swing my legs over the bed. Pulling the pants up to my hips, I stood up. Wiggling into the snug gray material. Jason was right. If I was going to be spending more time with them, then I needed my own clothing.

Walking away from the bed, I made my way over to my purse. Opening it up, I pulled out my phone. I looked into the mirror at the men on the bed behind me. I wasn't sure how things were going to work with us, but I knew that I wanted to give this a shot.

It scared me but I didn't want to be without them.