Page 24 of His Toy

When Bella woke the next morning, she and Alex were alone in the room, and he was still asleep. She’d spent a troubled night trying to fall asleep with the Wolf’s big body around her. Being held in Alex’s arms made her feel secure and comfortable, but having the Wolf wrapped around her was like being held by… well by a wolf. One that had decided not to eat her yet, but she wasn’t sure when she might be its next meal.

Which only reminded her of how hehadeaten her last night.

Bella shuddered and forced her mind away from that. The restraints had been removed from Alex’s wrists and ankles, just like hers had, but when? Had the Wolf done it, or had others been in here? It disturbed her to think she’d slept through the Wolf’s exit from the room, no matter how exhausted she’d been.

“Alex,” she whispered, reaching out to touch his arm. “Alex, wake up.”

He came to with a jerk, and she snatched her hand back, just in case. Brown eyes looked around the room warily before they came to rest on her and softened. He blinked a couple times before he realized he was free. Alex reached out to touch her, but then his hand stalled, unsure of its reception.

“Are you okay?” he asked, worriedly.

Her heart went out to him. Poor Alex. There was something of an ancient knight in his soul—a protector—and he was unable to protect her right now. The few times he had been able had been when the Wolf had wanted to play some twisted game. Every time, it had been an assault on Alex’s pride. Yet his first thought had always been for her, not for himself.

“I’m fine,” she said, which was mostly true. Her pussy ached a little, but a night of rest had helped. She’d been more than a bit worried about what the Wolf might want with her in the morning; it was a relief he wasn’t here, but also rather worrisome. The man’s unpredictability was anxiety-inducing. “Are you okay?”

Alex’s face hardened for a moment and then softened again. “I’m fine sweetheart, you don’t need to worry about me.” He reached out and pulled her into his arms. She snuggled in immediately, the sheets still between them. Flaking dried bits of his cum still clung to his chest, but Bella didn’t care. Just having him hold her felt nice. Reassuring, which she needed even if it was false reassurance.

They were only like that for a few minutes when the door opened. Bella’s entire body tensed, and she looked up to see Jordan entering the room, holding Trish’s hand and pulling the petite young woman along. Today, she was in a white dress that made her look especially innocent, and her long, white-blonde hair hung loose down her back and over her shoulders. She looked at Bella and Alex with wide eyes but didn’t seem unduly frightened or anxious, which helped Bella relax just a little bit.

“Up.” Jordan was the same as he’d been yesterday: curt, mercenary, and intimidating.

To Bella’s surprise, Alex got up quickly, but, as he positioned himself between Bella and Jordan, she realized he hadn’t been doing it out of obedience. Unlike Bella, he hadn’t relaxed at all. His back muscles were tense, and his hands were fisted at his sides. Bella couldn’t see his face, but she was sure his expression was anything but cooperative. She slid off the bed behind him, nervous about the rising tension in the air.

Jordan just laughed. “Go ahead and try something, boy,” he drawled, deliberately insulting. “I don’t need that collar to keep you in line.”

Bella touched the back of Alex’s shoulder. He flinched, but the soft touch seemed to help him remember himself. He glanced over his shoulder and down at her, his face hard and set. Bella looked back at him and tried to put her desire for him to not make any trouble into her eyes.

“She’s smarter than you, you know,” Jordan said, amused by the interchange.

Alex’s head swung back around, and Bella reached out to grab his hand. He hadn’t made a move toward Jordan, but just in case.

“Come on. Shower, then breakfast, and then you’ll get a chance to be outside for a bit if you behave.”

That didn’t sound too awful, as long as there were no surprises. Bella squeezed Alex’s hand, and he squeezed it back. She was able to fully relax then. Jordan turned and walked out of the room, not waiting to see if they followed, pulling Trish behind him. She shot a fleeting look over her shoulder at Bella and Alex, too quick for either of them to read her expression.

But they followed.

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The entire morning, Alex spent learning. Maybe he couldn’t fight back right now, and Bella was right—they weren’t ready to escape—but he could at least learn. Plan.

And they’d seen more of the compound this morning than they had yesterday—and it was definitely a compound. Huge. The entire building looped in a circle around a gigantic outdoor space.

There was an area where soldiers played with a ball and hoops, an old form of sport that was pretty much only played on Earth, now. Sports on the moon tended to be newer variations on old games, played in either low or null gravity. Another area had a large pool. And then there were the gardens.

It was almost enough to make him forget where he was… but not quite. As if he could ever entirely forget with the collar around his neck. Or the one around his dick.

Jordan had taken them to a locker-room-type setup where they all showered together. He’d kept an eye on everyone, although most of his attention had been taken up with washing Trish. Neither Bella nor Alex had been able to get near their fellow captive so far because Jordan had yet to let her more than a foot away from him. Most of the time, he held her hand or had his arm around her. If it wasn’t for the slightly panicked and dazed expression on Trish’s face, they would have looked like a normal couple.

Jordan didn’t seem to have harmed or abused her beyond his sexual attention. In some ways, it appeared as though Jordan was taking good care of her. She just had to put up with his focused, and sexual, attention.

They’d been given food—sandwiches—which they’d taken outside. That was when Alex learned that it was still early in the morning. The sun shone high in the sky but not directly above them, and his internal clock said it was morning, not afternoon. Either the Wolf had left Alex and Bella sometime in the middle of the night, or he awoke infernally early.

After the showers, the food, and now being out in the sunshine, Alex felt deceptively normal. Had Jordan allowed all the activity on purpose, to put them off-kilter? Or perhaps it was a different kind of message: behave, please the Wolf, and this was the kind of treatment they could expect.

Jordan led them to the pool where he grabbed two pairs of goggles from a bin. “Get in. You need to exercise.”

Alex shrugged at the man’s direction and willingly jumped into the pool. Only once he was fully immersed did he realize he’d tensed in case the water affected his collar—it didn’t.

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