Savage Mates

Chapter 45

Chapter Forty-Five: Dirty Words

Tillie

Jason’s eyes were dark as he stared down at me. And I don’t mean like they were dark as in how they

talk about men looking at their lovers in romance novels. His pupils had flared out, growing dark like a

wolf’s eyes. It made me worry that I had pushed him too much.

He had told me that I was playing a dangerous game and Ryan had even warned me.

“Such a pretty mouth for such a dirty word to come out of it.” Jason shook his head slowly, looking

every bit as dangerous as he had in Travis’ office.

There was something about him that just screamed at me to push him to the edge. To see how much I

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“What dirty word is that?” I asked, biting my lower lip as I gave him a coy look. “Are you talking about

fucking?”

His tongue moved over his lower lip and I could see the sharp points of his teeth. “Mmm, kitten.”

“You could fuck me. It could be hard, it could be fast… Or it could be long and slow.” I purred, moving

my hand up to run my fingertips over the buttons of his shirt. “You could fuck me in that alleyway until I

was screaming for you. Just think about that word. Fuck, it gets me all hot.”

“If I fucked you as hard as I wanted, it would break you.” He growled and my lips twitched. Was that a

promise or a threat?

I didn’t know, but I wanted to find out.

“You’ll soon find out that I’m a big girl. Not someone who will break over a fuck.” I moved my hand

lower, cupping his hard erection. I dragged my fingers over his length, pressing my thighs together, my

teasing him was turning me on..

“Tillie, I’m going to warn you. If you don’t stop, I won’t let you come all night.” His hand shot out to the

back of my neck, dragging my face close to his. “I can keep a person on edge for hours. I’ll make you

beg me for release. But only good girls get rewards.”

I swallowed hard. I guess that was my answer. Not coming was enough for me to stop trying to push

him. I pulled my hand away from his cock. Pouting up at him, I hadn’t wanted to be done pushing him

but I knew when to submit. “Rewards?”

“Be good and I’ll make you come until you lose count.” Jason said, his eyes slipping closed. His nostrils

flared and he let out a low groan. “You smell so good.”

“Is that something you all do? Like the kink you guys have with wanting me to drink so much water?” I

asked, trying not to shiver as his thumb stroked up the side of my neck.

“We’re shifters. We can smell the way your body responds to us. It’s not a kink.” His lips twitched and

he pulled his hand away from the back of my neck.

“You mean you can smell when I’m turned on?” I asked, my face going hot. They could smell how

much I wanted them? I didn’t think I was ever going to be able to live this down.

“Yeah, I can smell how much you want me. How wet you are.”

I turned away from him, walking down the sidewalk. I couldn’t bear to face him knowing that he could

smell what he did to me. What the others did to me. Jason fell into step beside me. He didn’t say

anything, just let me process what he had said.

I still wasn’t sure that I believed that they were shifters. I mean, it had been a long day and I’d had

some of the best sex in my life. Travis said he didn’t drug me but I still wasn’t sure that I believed them.

We walked for a bit before Jason grabbed my wrist, stopping me from going further. I turned to look at

him and he pressed his lips together. “Kitten, I’m parked over here. Try not to worry too much about

what I said.”

“Okay, it’s just, this is all a lot to process and I’m trying not to overthink it.” I said, looking up at him.

The moon made him look otherworldly. It brought out all the hard angles of his face. Models would be

jealous of those cheekbones. I had never seen someone who looked like him. It was like his skin was

carved from marble. There was a slight dip in his left eyebrow, a scar that I hadn’t noticed before. ”

“Take your time, kitten. We’ve got all night for you to process.” His fingers stroked up my wrist and I felt

that same heat move over my skin.

Pulling my hand away from his, I looked away from him. It was hard to think when he was touching me.

Just like it was hard to think when Travis and Ryan were touching me. All I could think about was

feeling his hands on my body.

How it felt when he ordered me to ride him with my hands tied behind my back.

He hooked a finger under my chin, guiding my face back towards his.

“When you touch me, all I can think about is how you feel.” I whispered. Watching his lips spread into a

slow, dark smile that promised me so much.

“You’re supposed to crave my touch. Burn for me the way that I’ve burned for you my entire life.” His

gaze moved to my lips before his lips parted and he let out a breath. “So tempting.”

“Jason,” I said, catching his wrist in my hand. “I want you to keep touching me.”

“Good, because I don’t plan on stopping.” His fingers traced the curve of my jaw before he turned

away. Grabbing my hand, he pulled me through the parking lot. With his other hand, he pulled out a set

of keys. Pressing the key fob when we got close to a glossy looking SUV.