Page 57 of His Toy

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“Secret passageways?” Bella repeated, her mind whirling around the possibilities.

Trish nodded, nervously glancing over her shoulder at Jordan, who stood talking to a small group of soldiers, a mix of Cora and the Wolf’s men. The blonde wasn’t a very good actress—she was obviously agitated as she passed the information on to Bella and quickly whispered the way to open the panels while Bella tried to memorize it.

As usual, Alex was swimming his laps, frustration and anger written in every line of his body. Bella was pretty sure he still felt the effects of Cora’s torment, both physically and mentally. Last night they had slept wrapped around each other, but neither of them had known what to say.

Bella carefully committed everything Trish said to memory and tried to dampen her excitement. This was something Alex would want to know. He would hope the passageways could find them a way out of the compound. Bella wondered what else they might be able to learn inside the compound. A lot of questions had arisen in the past few days—not just about Earth and the Wolf, but about the Moon’s government.

Now she just had to figure out how to pass the information along to Alex.

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By the time Alex pulled himself out of the pool, every part of his body ached. He’d been swimming for at least an hour, he’d scrubbed himself clean in the shower before that, but he still felt like there was a layer of dirt on his skin that wouldn’t come off.

There was a small group of three soldiers nearby, talking and joking. Two were the Wolf’s; one was Cora’s. Tidbits of their conversation floated on the breeze, but he wasn’t interested in listening. At least they weren’t talking about him. Then a tingle went down his spine as he heard something more relevant.

“... the Wolf and Cora…”

“... think they’ll run into any trouble?”

“... Jordan and Trace are still here…”

“Guess we’ll find out tomorrow.”

Did that mean the Wolf and Cora were out of the compound, personally leading whatever mission they were on, while their seconds-in-command stayed behind?

Alex looked across the pool, past where Trish and Bella were deep in conversation, and over at the big blond. It wasn’t often that Jordan allowed Trish out of arm’s reach, but it looked like his attention was divided today. Soldiers would come into the outdoor area and head straight to Jordan and, as soon as he finished talking to them, would walk purposefully back out. Which was very different from the usual day, where Jordan would walk Trish around the gardens and watch over her exercise.

Now that he thought of it, Bella or Trish hadn’t gotten anywhere near the pool, and no one seemed to care. Something was definitely going on.

It became even clearer after he and Bella were fed and exercised and escorted immediately back to their room by some more soldiers. Jordan had already gone off, Trish in tow, and Alex hadn’t seen the big blond molesting her even once. She’d also looked incredibly nervous and had given Bella a little glance as she’d been pulled away. What had the two of them had been talking about?

When they got into their room, which was empty as usual, Bella looked over at him. He could almost see her thoughts churning inside her head as she chewed on her lower lip. There was something she wanted to tell him.

Alex glanced around the near-empty room and inwardly sighed before going over to the bed. His cock still felt a bit sore, his balls tight and achy, but there was no other way to get any kind of privacy. If they were observed whispering to each other, they wouldn’t be left alone for long. Even if the Wolf was out of the compound, they couldn’t be sure no one was watching.

He walked over to the bed and sat down, and looked over at Bella, who shifted nervously back and forth on the balls of her feet as she watched him. His cock and balls had been tortured yesterday, but Alex still felt the familiar stirring of arousal as he looked at her feminine curves, the tight, pink nipples tipping her breasts, and the puffy lips between her legs. It didn’t matter that he saw her naked all day or that it wasn’t by choice—whenever he focused on Bella, his cock got a little jolt of excitement.

He patted the bed next to him.

“Come sit down,” he said in a low voice, giving her what he hoped was a significant look.

Bella’s eyes widened, but she came toward him. Was it his imagination, or did her nipples get a little bit harder?

To his surprise, she didn’t sit next to him and instead crawled onto the bed, going behind him to force him to turn and follow her. Not that he minded. She lay down on her side, facing him. This would be easier to get close enough for them to whisper in each other’s ears while making it look like they had another reason for their closeness. He lay on his side, facing her, so close he could feel the heat of her body against his, though they weren’t quite touching.

Her cheeks pinked a bit as he leaned slightly over her.

The movement was deliberate: he crowded her and took charge of their interaction. Alex needed the return to control, the dominance, after yesterday with Cora. And Bella was definitely sexually submissive. It was like a soothing balm to his psyche; one he hadn’t known he desperately needed until this moment. His arousal stirred more as he looked down at her and saw her reaction to him.

It made his cock and balls tingle, in a not entirely pleasant way, as the remnant of yesterday’s torture still lingered, but he couldn’t help his physical reaction to those wide, brown eyes and the slightly parted, pink lips.

Alex swept her hair back off her shoulder and leaned forward to give her neck a kiss, his cock hardening as a shiver went down her body and her nipples lightly brushed against his chest hair. She shifted, giving him more access to her neck, making herself more vulnerable and arousing him further.

“I think the Wolf and Cora are gone today,” he whispered in her ear as he moved his lips up her neck. “And Jordan and Trace have been left in charge.” Alex brought his hand up to rest lightly on her hip. His fingers drew little patterns on the side of her buttock, eliciting more small shudders for him to enjoy. His cock began to swell and reach for her, uncomfortable as the skin stretched, but even without the cock ring, that tiny bit of discomfort wouldn’t be enough to deflate him.

One of Bella’s hands pressed against his chest, trying to push him back. He was pretty sure she wanted to be able to speak back to him and couldn’t because right now her face pressed against his arm and shoulder. But Alex didn’t want to lean back and let her on top, so instead, he relinquished his resting spot on her hip and grasped her wrist in his to push her onto her back.

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