Page 7 of His Toy

With a little whimper, Bella dug her hands into the sheets, unsure where else to put them. Bella didn’t want the Wolf to think she was encouraging any of this. She didn’t want him to know it felt good.

It was all she could do not to moan when Alex drew his hips back and plunged forward again to sink deeper inside her. The rounded head of his cock burrowed straight into her body, the ridged portion dragging against her inner flesh as he pulled away and thrust hard again. He was so very thick, and stretched her muscles more than any man she’d been with before, making her gasp and cry out in shock as he split her wide open. With her thighs draped over his arms, she was completely spread and vulnerable, with no way to halt or even slow the advance.

No way to stop him from burying himself inside her, his muscled body leaning forward so she bent almost double at the waist, her pussy stuffed full of his cock, and the hard bone of his pelvis pressed against her swollen clit. Bella gripped the mattress even tighter and tossed her had back and forth, closing her eyes as she concentrated on not rubbing herself against him. The press of his hot body against her sensitive pussy lips, which felt stretched and tight, was incredibly erotic. The sensation of him so deeply embedded inside her, even the eyes of their watchers tickling over her skin—all of it was both frightening and exciting.

She hated the part of her that found some kind of sick satisfaction in what was happening. Maybe it was because she’d never quite measured up to the standards of beauty on the Moon. She’d never considered herself very desirable, and some demented part of her found the arrested gazes of the Wolf—of his men, of Alex—somehow flattering. After all, the Wolf could have any woman he wanted, couldn’t he? He didn’t have to make do with leftovers.

And, while he might be getting twisted satisfaction out of her and Alex not being a couple, Bella couldn’t deny the real desire she saw in the Wolf’s intensely bright eyes. It was too disturbing to look at him while Alex was deep inside her, panting with long, deep breaths as if he were trying to hold back his pleasure even though it was impossible.

It was also too disturbing to look at Alex. The mixed emotions swarming over Bella were becoming all raveled up in the pleasure growing deep in her core. If only he would move hard and fast, do it quickly and get it over with… But he seemed to be struggling with himself, his long strokes in and out of her lingering, and she couldn’t stop the feelings of pleasure burgeoning inside her.

Closing her eyes didn’t help because then it was all too easy to forget where they were, what was happening, and to become lost in the pleasure of Alex’s thrusts between her legs. Her thighs tightened, trying to squeeze him, but his arms were much stronger and kept her spread wide and open.

Bella let out a little moan and opened her eyes again, trying to remind herself where she was.

She turned her head to the side, away from the Wolf, and found herself looking straight at the blonde—Trish. The young woman sat on Jordan’s lap, facing away from the huge man, who had one muscular arm wrapped around her and across her body to squeeze her breast. He’d positioned her so her legs were on either side of his and then he’d spread his own thighs, forcing her to spread her legs even wider. His other hand covered the pink flesh between, his fingers were very, very busy. Tears streamed down from the woman’s blue eyes, but her nipples were hard, and the fleeting look of shame as she met Bella’s gaze said she was reluctantly enjoying Jordan’s caresses just as Bella did with Alex fucking her.

The big man had his face buried in Trish’s shoulder, obviously kissing and suckling on her neck. The blonde woman stared at Bella and Alex with a kind of horrified fascination—the same way Bella stared at Trish and Jordan. It was like watching a train wreck that was somehow erotic; she couldn’t look away, no matter what she wanted.

Her pussy became wetter and made sloppy noises as Alex pushed in and out, his thrusts coming harder and faster at just the right time to force her body to respond with pleasure. Watching Jordan’s glistening fingers stroke Trish’s folds, Bella knew the other woman faced the same dilemma. And for some sick reason, it was all turning Bella on.

She moaned and dragged her gaze away, horrified at her reactions, only to find herself staring into the Wolf’s glittering eyes. He’d moved closer, so he was almost touching Alex, his lips parted with anticipation as he watched her. Somehow, he knew… He knew she was close, that she would orgasm while Alex fucked her, even though she didn’t want to.

It should have dampened her response, it should have made the pleasure subside, but Alex rubbed against her swollen clit, and Bella cried out, her hips lifting as she stared into the Wolf’s triumphant green eyes. The shameful ecstasy burst out of her core, her body rippling and shaking with as she clenched down on Alex’s cock.

A ragged groan tore from his throat, muffled by the gag but clearly audible, as her pussy convulsed around him. His hands tightened on her waist as he pounded faster, harder, and Bella clutched at the bed beneath her as the ecstasy spiraled wildly out of control. Tears leaked from her eyes, and she squeezed them shut as a defense against the Wolf’s eager gaze.

Alex’s cock pulsed inside her, and, as he groaned again, she realized he was coming. Hot liquid sprayed her insides, and she gasped as her pussy milked him, eagerly accepting the offering as it set off another wave of rapture that rippled through her body.

Then he slumped over her, his muscular chest heaving, and bent her completely in half as the strength and fight went out of him. She didn’t even whimper a protest—thanks to her fitness training she was very flexible—and completely understood why he was so spent. Every single one of her muscles felt languid, as if her climax had also relieved her body of all the stress and tension it had been carrying since she’d woken up in that awful cell.

Behind Alex, the Wolf sighed; a deep, satisfied sound. “You two are going to give me so much pleasure. And now it’s my turn.”

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The Wolf’s words pinged through Alex’s brain, but he couldn’t make sense of them. His mind felt fuzzy, hazy, as if all his ability to think had been sucked right out of his cock along with his jizz. Bella’s orgasm had ripped the last shreds of his self-control away, a battle he’d already been losing thanks to how hot and wet she’d been.

What had the Wolf meant, when he’d said it was ‘his turn?’

Alex struggled to push himself upright, ready to defend Bella.

A heavy hand pushed Alex back down, and Bella let out a small cry as his weight came down hard and bent her body in half again.

Alex growled behind his gag and tried to push himself back off her, but he had gravity working against him, and his arms were tangled in her long legs. The pressure on his back moved—two men were on either side of him, both holding him down on top of Bella. His cock was still lodged inside her, slowly shrinking but quite firmly planted. The weight of his body and the men pressing down seemed to do something pleasurable to her because she gasped, and her pussy tightened around him again. It was too much for the sensitive surface of his cock, and he felt himself jerk inside her as he spasmed.

Behind him, the Wolf chuckled. “Ah… Toy… I’ll be interested to see how you enjoy this.”

Something slick and hard pressed against Alex’s anus, and he howled behind the gag as the Wolf’s finger began to invade him.

The Moon families didn’t mind experimentation as long as there was at least one child in each family who would create a new generation. When he’d first been declared an adult, Alex had experimented with some of his male friends. He’d decided it wasn’t for him; he preferred the soft curves of women, their musky scents and slick pussies. And while he’d enjoyed anal sex when it was his cock doing the breaching, he’d found he hadn’t enjoyed receiving nearly as much. In fact, he’d only tried it a couple times before ending his experimentation, and that had been years ago.

The Wolf’s finger burrowed into him, stretching the nearly virgin orifice, and Alex began to struggle in earnest. It was only the squeaking cries from Bella that caused him to freeze again as he realized his struggles were hurting her.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, looking up at him with tear-filled brown eyes. She must have realized what was happening. “I’m so sorry.”

He wanted to tell her it wasn’t her fault, he didn’t blame her. How could he? What was she supposed to have done—chosen the Wolf? It wasn’t like either of them could have predicted the outcome.

He couldn’t help trying to squirm away, trying to push up while the Wolf had his finger buried inside him. Alex groaned as the intruder probed and twisted, greasing up his channel with lubrication. The stroking tip found a spot inside him that made his body clench and blood surge to his dick.

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