Savage Hunt

Chapter 70

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.

Jason pushed himself to stand from the chair that he had been sitting in. The towel hung low on his hips and I could see the fabric tented at his crotch. It made my pulse race to know that he had gotten turned on watching Travis fuck me.

I couldn’t help but wonder 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 helping get me closer to the edge.

It was hot and I couldn’t wait to see the two of them together.

Jason moved to the bed and I bit my lower 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 on and needy.

Travis, 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 of them.

It made me worry that I was going to scare them away. That in the morning they would wake up and think that I was some kind of sex crazed maniac.

It just felt like I could breathe when I was with them. That no matter what we did, I could let go with them and they could do the same with me.

Travis watched Jason as he stepped past him. His eyes moved darkly over the other man’s body. Jason moved to the bedside table, squatting down. He opened the doors beneath the Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

drawer.

I leaned over, peeking into the nightstand. There were various sets of silver handcuffs, leather bondage cuffs, and brightly colored ropes.

Jason’s hands moved to the leather cuffs and he touched the smooth surface with a soft ca ress that made me long for him to touch me like that. He shook his 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 light glinted off of them.

“What do you think, kitten?” He asked, cocking an eyebrow up at me. A smirk played at the corner of his lips. “Think we should use these or go with the leather ones?”

“These ones.” I said, feeling my throat go dry.

Ryan’s hand moved up my back and he leaned over, resting his chin on my shoulder as he looked into the nightstand. “Those look like some fun toys, Jason.”

“Mmm, I do like to see my lovers bound up. That way, they’re helpless for me. Unable to do anything but take what I give them. Unable to stop me from making them come until they can’t stand it.” His words made my clit pulse and I pressed my thighs together, feeling the wetness pool at my center.

“Jason.” I gasped out. The words that he spoke painted a picture in my mind that I wanted to experience. I wanted that, to be helpless beneath him. Unable to push him away, unable to hide myself from him and the way that he would make me feel.

“Fuck,” Travis groaned, “How long are you planning to tie me up for?”

“How does ten sound, kitten?” Jason purred, grabbing a second pair of cuffs before he moved to the foot of the bed. He cuffed one set of handcuffs through the loops that were screwed into the footboard before walking around to the other side of the bed and repeating the action.

“Ten what? Minutes, hours?” Travis asked, swallowing hard as he watched Jason move about setting the cuffs up.

“Orgasms.” Ryan answered for Jason.

I tilted my head to the side, looking over my shoulder at Ryan. “That number seems off. It needs to be odd. If the three of us are coming, shouldn’t it be nine or twelve?”

“Baby girl, that’s now what we meant.” Ryan pressed a kiss to my shoulder, his hard length pressed against my bottom. “Do you think that you could handle more than ten orgasms?”

“Me, but I thought that you guys meant the three of us.” I said, worrying that I wouldn’t be able to handle what they were talking about doing.

“Such a sweet kitten. Wanting to share all the fun, but no, we mean your orgasms.” Jason said, moving closer to Travis. His hand moved up Travis’ arm, making him shiver at the touch. “Travis is going to watch and if he is good, he’ll get to try again. If you are still up for it.”