Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Want me to call you Daddy? 

Ryan shifted on the bed, moving so that his back was against the headboard. His blue eyes had grown dark with lust and his cock was half hard already. The room was filled with the scent of their coupling and I could smell it pouring from them.

I watched his hand move down his abs, unable to look away as he touched himself. I couldn’t help but take the time to admire his body. Taking in every hard line and muscular curve. His chest and arms were covered in swirling lines of tattoos that I recognized as Jason’s work. I wondered how long he had sat still with Jason touching him?

Had it turned him on the way that it did me when that needle hit his flesh?

Most people got freaked out when they got tattoos, the pain either being too much for them. Or they responded as I did, the pain bordering on pleasure that made fucking that much better after a good ink session.

Fuck, just thinking about Ryan all hard from Jason working on him made me feel dizzy. Add in Tillie, her body draped over one of the parlor’s chairs, eyes wide as she watched Jason lean over her. Those black gloves covering his hands as he touched her.

It filled my thoughts with plans for the future. I was going to take her into Jason’s hobby, let her pick something pretty and girly for him to tattoo on her. Then I was going to make her come in that chair, show her how good it could feel.

“Travis.” Ryan growled and I looked back at him, still shocked at the sight of his body and the effect that it was having on me. I had seen him naked after a shift plenty of times and it had nev er turned me on like this. Now, though, things were different. We shared a mate and it was only a matter of time before we would end up fucking.

my

asked, his voice a low growl that I felt all the way down to my toes. His teeth sank into his lower lip as his hand moved lower down his body. Fingers wrapped

was hard. His eyes swept down my body. Stopping at my hard dick. It was red and swollen, precum leaking from the tip.

on more. Fucking Jason and his

and she threw her legs over his. Her hips rocked back and forth and she let out a needy little sound as she rubbed her pussy against him. Trying to ease the ache that we were making

was pulsing through the bond. She had to feel how turned on Ryan was too. That had to be getting her worked up

cupping it in his hand. She moved, tucking herself better against the hand on her breast

care of our mate.” His tone was commanding and I found myself moving fucking

call you

He growled out

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ankle. I pressed an open mouthed kiss against the arch of her foot, trailing my lips up to dart my tongue over the ankle bone. A whimper escaped her lips and

what you wanted,

a ghost of a smile before smoothing out. He didn’t say anything to me, he just nodded. One hand was still playing with