Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter Eighty-Three: Talking with her mates

“We‘re staying here?” He asked, turning away from me and making his way over to the cabinet beneath the sink. He opened the white cabinet, pulling out one of the fluffy white towels and using it to dry himself off. Gideon watched me in the mirror and I wanted to ask him if that upset him. I was afraid of what he would say.

This was one of my favorite places in the world and I had hoped to be able to share it with my mates. Granted, 1 thought it would be something I shared with them much later. But I wanted them to feel comfortable here.

“Just for a little while.” Jason called from the other room. “I have to get back to the pack.”

“And I don’t think your dad likes us being here too much or it could be that we’re fucking his daughter.” Travis said and I finished drying off, looking over at him and Ryan as they lounged on my bed. From there, they had a direct view of the shower and they had been able to watch everything.

“He will learn to like you guys.” He was going to have to so was mom. My mates were just that and I didn’t want to do this without them. I couldn’t imagine being with anyone but them. Well, Gabe to but I was going to bring that up later. I

didn’t know how Gideon would feel about hearing that after he had just claimed me.

Or how Jason would take it after the possessive way he had tied me up and fucked me in the shower.

I finished toweling my hair dry as best as I could before moving back over to the shower to drape my towel over the shower rod. Gideon came over, hanging his towel beside mine and I reached out, giving his hand a squeeze.

feeling the tops of my

gave me one of those heart-fluttering smiles before threading

bedroom. Travis had pulled on a loose pair of dark sleep pants that hung low on his hips. He leaned back against the headboard of my bed, pillows were stacked up around him. He was

nipple ring, eyeing both of us like he was the big bad wolf and he wanted to gobble us

He was dressed in a pair of basketball shorts and a ripped black concert

apart with a wolf’s head was emblazoned on the front. It was a Cannibal Moon shirt and I wondered if he liked the band too? They were one that I often listened to with Scott when I hung

Gideon asked, his finger twitching in

were the only two naked in the room. Jason had pulled on a pair of black slacks and a white button-up shirt. I was beginning to think that he didn’t have comfortable lounging clothing besides the

be comfortable in dress slacks and nice button up shirts. Then

his pale tattooed flesh peaked out of the collar. He picked up a stack of clothing that he had sat beside Travis. Moving

get your things from Branson’s

the dark fabrics. He held it to his chest

knitting together. “We don’t mind picking

He paused for a long moment, looking

cheek with my teeth. Had he been hurt and Gideon didn’t want to tell