Page 2 of Savage Mates
My protectors.
My mates.
Nothing was simple any longer nor was it anything I’d believed my life would become. They’d changed the future, shadows of the past still haunting all of us.
I adored them with my body, heart, and soul.
Thor moved quickly, avoiding falling limbs plummeting like spears into the soggy ground. His power and prowess equaled both Zeus and Titus, all three majestic in both animal and human form.
With danger nipping at our heels, the moment felt like a race against time.
Yet suddenly, the rain all but stopped, barely any drops dancing across my skin. As Thor slowed, his chest rumbling with a guttural growl, I opened my eyes and lifted my head. It was as if the sun had broken through the violent turbulence from minutes before. Breathtaking while providing an eerie series of shadows that bounced across the terrain.
Thor shifted direction, Zeus taking the lead. All three lifted their massive heads toward the sky, inhaling and processing every stench, every odor swirling around us.
Then Titus moved forward, leading us into a swell of darkness.
“We’ll be safe here, little mate,”Thor said mentally.
I slipped off his back, realizing Titus had found the cave. Water trickled down from above, the light muted.
The stillness was just as oppressive as moments before. I backed away, wiping water from my face. Every inch of my body was tingling, the hard push of my heart matching the deep core throbbing in my pussy.
The rush of adrenaline exacerbated both the terror and thrill of the danger, which wasn’t over yet.
I shifted from foot to foot, studying my lions: Thor, the beautiful beast who shouldn’t be here, considered extinct almost two centuries before. Zeus, who refused to accept our situation, yet had a heart of gold. And Titus, emotionally scarred and primal, but my ultimate protector.
The hunger was raw.
Real.
Insatiable.
We all felt it, the vibrating hum indicative of our feral needs. There was no denying our desire.
The ground beneath my feet vibrated again, but it had nothing to do with the storm and everything to do with the beasts surrounding me. I slowly lowered the flashlight, allowing the warm glow to shine over the three massive beasts.
So gorgeous.
So tempting.
The shift into their human forms was still painful yet controlled. And I’d never seen anything so entirely beautiful in my life. Everything about their transformation inspired me. As a scientist and as a woman.
All three were chiseled and perfect. Utterly godlike.
All three were powerful and strong.
All three were well hung, thick cocks hanging low between massive thighs.
And all three belonged to me.
And in truth, I belonged to them.
With the last few seconds of shifting, hands reached out, ripping at my wet clothes, stripping away every piece until I was completely naked.
The hum of electricity we shared skyrocketed, all three men running their hands down their chests to their thick cocks. They were fully aroused. All hungering. All three impatient.
Broad shoulders with barrel chests.
