Savage Hunt

Chapter 84

Chapter Eighty-Four: Teasing her mates All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Mom had moved my bag from the closet to the dresser. She must have been planning to unpack it for me even though I had told her I wouldn’t be staying long. Opening my bag, I saw those red lace panties and bra sitting on top

and I was glad that she hadn’t unpacked my things.

It was one thing for your parent’s to walk in on you having sex with two guys. It was another for her to know that I was probably going to wear these before they fucked me again.

I pulled a black tank top out of my bag, not bothering with the bra. That was a level of being restricted that I didn’t want right now no matter how good my boobs looked in the bright red silk and lace. Slipping on the tank top, Iran my fingertips over the lace of the panties. It was delicate

and girly, different from what I normally wore and when I had bought them I’d had the full intention to wear them for Jake so he could pull them off of my body.

What would my mates think if I put them on right now? Would they view it as an invitation? I mean, it kind of was and it wasn’t like I was going to tell them no. Maybe it would distract them from talking about Gabe for a bit while I sorted through my emotions.

Travis had brought it up and I was nervous to talk to them about it. No matter what they said, this could change things. I was still pretty sure that he wasn’t my mate and I didn’t understand why I was so damn drawn to him. Sighing, I picked up the panties.

“Sweetheart, are you trying to torture us?” Travis asked with a groan and I glanced over at him, trying not to smirk before shaking my head.

“I don’t know what you mean, Travis. I’m just getting dressed.” I said, giving him an innocent look.

Travis tucked his tongue behind his teeth, giving me a look that was full of promise. My lower belly tightened and I sucked in a shuddering breath. How was he able to turn me on so much with just a single look? It shouldn’t be legal, the things that he was making me feel. The way that he made me want him.

“Baby girl, keep going.” Ryan growled, pulling my attention away from Travis. He twirled two fingers together and his eyes flickered between mine and the thong that I had hooked over my two fingers. Even though he was tired, he was still all commanding and rough. I loved it.

Taking a half step away from the dresser, I leaned down. Stepping into the satin material of the panties and pulling them on and up my legs much slower than I would have it |

were alone. I wanted to tease them. I wanted them to want me just as much as I wanted each of them.

I looked between the four of them, feeling a heat rise up from the coiling, tightening feeling in my lower belly. The way that they watched me was like nothing I had felt before.

Ryan looked at me with a deep satisfaction. He knew that I was his and he knew that he was going to enjoy taking

them off of me later. I had the feeling that when he recovered from today, he was going to remind me exactly why he was daddy and I was his baby girl.

Jason stood tense beside Gideon, his hands fisted at his sides as he looked at the panties as I pulled them up my hips. That look was all predator, like he wanted to come over to me and rip these little panties off of my body then use them to tie my hands behind my back. His lips parted and I caught sight of those sharp fang-like teeth, his eyes growing dark. I knew that if we had been alone, he would have bent me over the dresser and fucked me into oblivion. Fucked me with a savageness that I would have loved.

I smoothed the fabric over my pubic mons, taking extra care to lay the strings flat over my hips as I watched his eyes trace my movements.

Gideon let out a strangled sound, his body swaying back

and forth. He closed his eyes. It was like he couldn’t decide if he should stay where he was or if he should move closer to me. That powerful feeling only added to everything that I was already feeling for my mates.

I knew that I was playing a dangerous game, playing them like this but it was like I couldn’t stop. I quirked my lips into a smile before looking at myself in the mirror that hung over the painted white dresser. The woman staring back at me didn’t seem like the same woman that I had been a few days ago.

No, the reflection in the mirror showed me that I was sexy in a way that I hadn’t been before. I had always wanted to be, but something always held me back. It took meeting my mates and being claimed by them to bring out this part of me. My eyes shown with a confidence that they had never had before.

I wasn’t afraid to show off my curves. Being with Travis, Ryan, Jason, and Gideon had unlocked something inside of me that I hadn’t known existed. But now that I did, I was never going to hide myself away again.

“The way those panties frame my mark on your ass…” Travis growled and I looked over at him. His eyes were glued to my ass like he couldn’t pull himself away from watching me. “God damn, it makes me want to bite it again.”