Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter Seventy: Ten

Tillie

Travis looked down at me, his penis growing soft inside of me. “Sorry about that. I’ve been thinking about fucking you all night sweets and being in this pussy is like heaven.”

Leaning up I pressed a kiss to his lips. I was upset that he had come so fast, but the thought of Ryan and Jason punishing Travis made me excited.

“I’m glad it felt good.” I said, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips. Breathing in the warm scent of his skin, all three of them were so hot to the touch and I didn’t know if I would ever get used to how hot they felt at my touch.

“Don’t worry, baby. We’ll take care of you.” Ryan said. His tone was still all firm and sent chills down my spine.

The kind of things that they had done to me was the kind of things that before tonight | could only dream about. I loved the way that they touched me, how each of them fucked me with a savageness that I never thought I would get to experience

“Stand up.” Jason growled out and Travis let out a sigh before doing as he was told. Rolling onto my side, I watched him. How his cock glistened with cum and my arousal.

hips and I could see the fabric tented at his

if his dick had throbbed the way my pussy did when Ryan and Travis had kissed. Well, kiss was putting it lightly, that was a battle of tongues, teeth, and lips. Both of them trying to take control until Travis had given in to Ryan. Watching them had made my vaginal walls clamp down around Travis’ dick. I knew that had been his undoing. Knowing that watching them kiss was

I couldn’t wait to

lip. The way he prowled towards Travis was all sexy and had my body tingling. I didn’t know how I could still feel this way about them. All turned

Ryan, and Jason had made me come so many times that I had lost count. But it wasn’ t enough, it felt like I would never be able to get enough

that I was going to scare them away. That in the morning they would wake up and think

I could breathe when I was with them. That no matter what

the other man’s body. Jason moved to the bedside table, squatting down. He opened the doors beneath

drawer.

nightstand. There were various sets of silver handcuffs, leather bondage cuffs, and brightly colored

head, almost as if he were trying to break himself out of a spell before grabbing two sets of handcuffs. Straightening up, he held them up the metal clanging together as the

at the corner of his lips. “Think

ones.” I said, feeling my throat go

my shoulder as he looked into the

what I give them. Unable to stop me from making them come until