Page 37 of Guardians

His hand came up between her thighs, slapping her pussy. Lexie cried out, shocked by the intense pleasure/pain. Her clit twitched wildly, driving her precariously close to an orgasm. Shit! Those feelings weren’t imaginary. She was just about to come.

The plug slid in and out, spreading her wide as it filled her up inside. She groaned helplessly and her pussy clenched in on itself. “No,” she moaned, but her body wasn’t listening. The orgasm crested, sweeping over her in tingling waves. She shivered and rocked, driving herself up onto the unwanted plug.

“Two minutes, forty-seven seconds,” Malik told her. “Still going to deny that you like ass play?”

She shook her head, humiliated and defeated by her body’s betrayal.

“Not good enough.” Kane pushed the plug deep, spun it slowly inside her, and left it there. “Say, thank you, Sir, for fucking my ass with the plug. It felt really good.”

Still tingly and weak from the intense pleasure, Lexie simply surrendered. “Thank you, Sir, for using the plug on my bottom. It felt really good.”

Kane chuckled. “Close enough. Get on the bed, hands and knees. Malik is going to fuck your mouth while I fuck your naughty pussy.”

She hadn’t been sure why her pussy was naughty, but she soon found out. She’d come without permission, so Kane spanked her pussy firmly before they filled her with their long, hard cocks. She came four times while her mates enjoyed her willing body and then fell into an exhausted sleep. In the wee hours of the morning, Malik woke her with a kiss. He drove her to another orgasm with his skilled fingers, then he guided her hand to his cock, and she stroked him to climax. He spilled his seed on her belly, marking her body as his.

Now they lay in a tangle of naked limbs, Malik in front of her, Kane behind. She felt transformed by her claiming, as if her old life had no connection to who she was now. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that, but she knew for certain that she couldn’t go back.

An hour later they were showered and dressed for the day. Mercifully, Kane gave her permission to recycle the butt plug. She’d been concerned that he’d make her wear it all day. They sat around the kitchen table enjoying a leisurely breakfast before heading over to the human camp. Lexie and Tara wanted to see if they could convince anyone else to volunteer. Surrenderreally was the only option and they saw no reason to prolong the suffering.

The door to Diego’s bedroom opened and he walked out into the living room, still pulling on his shirt. His entire torso was corded with muscles, but Lexie’s gaze quickly migrated to his face. He looked blurry-eyed and scruffy, as if he’d had a rough night.

“When did you get back?” Kane wanted to know.

A better question was where the hell had he gone? Her other mates refused to tell her. All Kane would say was Diego was on village business.

“About three hours ago.” He walked over to the table, but didn’t sit down. “I made the mistake of stopping by the lodge to update Zion and he was in the mood to drink.”

“No wonder you look like shit,” Malik said compassionately. “Zion doesn’t break out the booze very often, but when he does, look out. Have a seat. I’ll make a pot of coffee.”

“Coffee?” Lexie cried. “You have coffee?”

“The Rydaria equivalent,” Malik cautioned. “We’ve been searching for a replacement since we arrived and this mixture is the closest we’ve come so far.”

Diego sat down directly across from Lexie. His long, dark hair was loose, making him look younger and less menacing. “Was your mission successful?” She glanced at Kane as she said, “The others wouldn’t tell me where you went or what you were trying to accomplish. Am I allowed to know now that it’s over?”

Rather than speak, he motioned toward the front door.

Lexie looked in the direction he’d indicated and gasped. “Are those the scanners?” Her gaze flew back to Diego. “You snuck into the wolf village and stole back our scanners?”

“We didn’t want to tell you in case he failed,” Kane defended.

“As if,” Diego muttered, clearly insulted by their lack of faith.

“We wanted it to be a surprise,” Malik reiterated.

She got up and went to Diego, carefully hugging his broad back. “Thank you. It’s a wonderful surprise.”

Malik returned to the table with four mugs and a pot of Rydarian coffee.

Back in her seat, Lexie took a tentative sip. The initial taste was sharp and unpleasant, but additional sips made it seem less alien. It was richer than tea and more complex than coffee. There were dark, earthy notes, yet something light and floral also. “I don’t hate it,” she concluded and the men laughed.

“It’s an acquired taste,” Kane agreed. “Like real coffee, it’s a mild stimulant and it’s better than nothing.”

“Zion decided to keep the cases here,” Diego informed them as he finished his drink. “They’re available to anyone who volunteers to join our village.”

“The scientists aren’t going to like that,” Lexie warned. “It feels too much like blackmail.”

“It’s simple motivation, like the food, shelter, and warmth. It’s our job to recruit females with the right qualifications. Bring them here and Zion will reward them with the scanners.”

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