Savage Mates

Chapter 85

Chapter Eighty-Five: A little sore

Everything in me screamed at me that this was too soon. Too fast to be feeling all these love feelings. I

had only just split up with Jake yesterday night. I had only met Jason last night. But here I was with my

heart feeling all fluttery because of the way he said my name.

Because of the way he kissed me like he wanted to love me too.

It was too soon.

Jake and I had never gotten to the whole love stage in our relationship. Maybe we would have with

time, but things with him had never been like this. I knew that even though I was feeling this way, that I

wasn’t really ready for it.

I need to stop thinking about it. If I didn’t, I was going to panic and that wasn’t something that I wanted

to do right now. At least, not after last night. If I did, it might scare him away, even though I was

beginning to think it would take a lot more than me freaking out to scare these men away from me,

Or at least, that’s what I hoped.

Jason’s tongue brushed against my upper lip before sucking the flesh softly with a low moan. The hand

on my bottom pushed me down so that my pussy was pressed against his very hard morning wood.

I whimpered, my pussy ached and even though heat was pooling in my belly, I doubted I would be able

to do anything about it

His hand moved to cup my cheek, his thumb brushing against the side of my face softly as he deep

ened the kiss. Our tongues moved together and I tried rocking my hips, hoping to ease some of the

ache between my thighs. It didn’t help; it hurt.

I tensed up over him, lifting my hips to pull my tender parts away.

“Tillie,“ his breath was warm against my lips. I opened my eyes, taking in the worry in his stormy gray

eyes. “What’s wrong? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No, I’m just a little sore.” I winced, trying not to move.

“Oh kitten, I’m sorry. I should have realized-”

“Jason,” I said, cutting him off. “I’m okay. I just need a little time to let things heal.”

Till give you time, Tillie. I just, look, I’m sorry about last night. I shouldn’t have. We should have talked

about things beforehand.”

“So you’re not mad at me?” I asked, worrying the inside of my cheek with my teeth.

“Mad at you? No,” Jason said, shaking his head. The hand on my bottom stroked up my back beneath

my shirt and I shivered. “Kitten, you were perfect”

My chest felt lighter knowing that he wasn’t mad at me and I wanted to be happy with his words of

praise They did help, but there was still something that I needed to be sure of, but I felt better knowing

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“And you? | asked, leaning back and bracing my hands on his chest.

“And me, what?” he asked, moving both of his hands to my hips,

1 I don’t want you to beat yourself about what happened. I’ve, um, I’ve never done anything like that

but maybe after we all talk We could try again? | asked, looking away from him. I didn’t know why I felt

embarrassed now. He had seen every part of me, watched me come for both him and Ryan. I just still

felt nervous that he might change his mind. My gaze landed on Ryan and Travis and I swallowed hard.

“I mean, that is, if you guys still want me.”

Jason’s hand moved from my hip to grip my chin. He tilted my face down towards his, locking eyes with

me. ‘Tillie, trust me when I say they want it just as much as I do.”

His face softened and some of the worry left his eyes. I let out a breath before looking back over at

Ryan and Travis.

“I mean if you’re sure.” I couldn’t help but notice the way they were touching each other, to the neat bite

mark on Travis’ neck was perfect. His skin wasn’t bruised up like mine was. Maybe that’s what Ryan

need ed. Someone who could handle all of them.

“Kitten,” Jason said, pulling my attention away from the two sleeping men. “What is it, why are you up

set?”

“Travis, he um… The bite mark on his neck. It wasn’t there before. I, I thought that.” I trailed off, not

sure of how to tell Jason what I was feeling. I didn’t understand it myself. I had wanted them to get

together, sure. But where did that leave me now that they had?

Jason glanced over at Travis, taking in the marks on his throat. ‘You mean Ryan’s claim on Travis?”

“Yeah. It, it wasn’t there yesterday, and well, what does that mean for me and him?” | asked, not want

ing to ask if he had claimed Travis because I wasn’t enough for the two of them and now they knew it.

I was only human and keeping up with three shifter men felt like an impossible task. But one that I

wanted to try to take on.

Ryan had seemed so calm after my freak out, taking care of me and soothing me until I had relaxed.

But I still worried that maybe my freaking out had caused him to rethink the bond that he shared with

me?

“Tillie, stop it,” Jason ordered and my eyes snapped back to him. “Them claiming each other, that

wasn’t because of what happened between you and l.”

I lifted an eyebrow at him, very much doubting what he was telling me.

“Ryan and Travis, this thing with them.” He sighed, letting go of my chin to drag a hand through his hair.

It was like he was trying to sort through his words for me. “Tillie, it’s normal for shifters who share a

mate to end up claiming each other.”