Savage Hunt

Chapter 39

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Daddy is right watch your mouth before I put it to..

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Daddy is right, watch your mouth before I put it to use

“It seems that Travis likes some pain.” Ryan said. There was a hint of something in his voice that, if I didn’t know better, sounded like excitement. Did he like knowing that Travis liked the pain as much as I did? Was it a shifter thing?

Maybe it wasn’t. Jake had never liked sex when it was rough. He was always worried that he was going to hurt me, so he wouldn’t let me hurt him. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

I tugged hard at Travis’ nipple rings and he thrust his cock against me, letting out a low groan as his lips moved against mine. His hands squeezed and kneaded my ass cheeks, pulling at the rounded flesh. He swatted my bottom where he had claimed me and I felt a slick heat pooling between my thighs.

“That’s right, sweets, this ass is mine.” He groaned against my lips and I bit at him. “Going to fuck you so good. I can’t wait to be inside you, filling you up with my come. Then I’m going to push it back inside of you before you fuck Ryan and Jason for me.”

“Travis.” I whimpered, letting go of his nipple rings so that I could grip his shoulders. He moved his hands down the backs of my thighs, lifting me up so that I had to wrap my legs around his waist or risk falling to the floor. His hard cock pressed against me through the thin fabric of my yoga pants, stretching the cotton tight against me so that I could feel the rough scrap of denim against the tender parts of my sex.

“That’s right, Tillie. Tell me who you belong to, sweetheart. Tell me who makes my pussy wet.” He growled, kissing a hot path along my skin until he nipped at the side of my throat over the claiming mark that Ryan had given me.

I whimpered his name, grinding my pussy against him. It felt like I was in some sort of heat and I just needed him to fuck me to ease the ache that spread through my lower belly.

“Mmm, you feel so good in my arms. I can’t wait to be inside my pussy. Can’t wait to feel you milking my dick.” His teeth teased my neck before his lips soothed the roughness away. Travis walked forward, each step causing a friction that made me writhe in his arms. He carried me until my back hit the wall and I was pinned between his hard body and the wall beside the big window that overlooked the lake.

Travis gripped my thigh with one hand, rocking his hips into me as he pulled my tank top up over my breasts. His lips and teeth teased my skin as he worked his mouth lower. He placed open-mouthed kiss over my breasts, making that heat in my belly grow stronger. “You’ve got the most beautiful and perfect tits I’ve ever seen. I bet I could make you come just from sucking on these tits.”

“Travis, I-” I babbled, his hand felt so good as he massaged my breast. His head dipped down so that he could swirl his tongue over the soft tip before sucking my nipple into his mouth. “Oh god, fuck.”

He bit down and I jerked forward. The pain intensified the pleasure, my head tilted back against the wall and he scraped his teeth over the tight point. Laving his tongue flat over the bud to soothe the sting.

“Not god, baby girl. That’s all Travis making you feel that way.” Ryan said, he leaned forward in the chair. Resting his hands on his elbows as he watched Travis tease me. “Watch your language. We only want to hear pretty things coming from those lips.”

“That’s for them, kitten.” Jason said, his voice all commanding and growling and making my pussy clench up. “When you are with me, want those dirty words. You can use whatever language you want with me, Tillie.”

Travis chuckled, letting my nipple slip from his mouth with a wet pop. “i don’t need comments from you two. Daddy is right though, sweets. Watch your mouth before I fuck it.”

“Why don’t you fuck me then?” I asked, trying to sound commanding but failing as the words trailed off in a moan. “Shut me up, Travis.”

“Oh sweets, all you had to do was ask,” Travis smirked at me, shifting me around in his arms so that he could reach between our bodies. He undid his jeans, freeing his hard dick and pressing it against my covered pussy. “Tell me, Tillie. Do you like these pants?”

“What?” I asked, not understanding, his thumb brushed against the front of my yoga pants. Stroking me with firm circles against my clit that made it hard to think about anything but the way he was touching me.

“Do you like these pants? Because I’m about to fuck them up.” Travis said, his fingers moving up to the seam at my crotch, giving it a sharp tug. “You know what? Fuck it. I’ll buy you some new ones later.” He said, before ripping the cotton fabric of my yoga pants with a sharp sounding tug.

I would have gotten angry with him, but it was hard to do when he thrust his hard cock deep inside of me. “Travis, fuck.”