Page 22 of Their Defiant Mate

“Kyle, you go next,” Jon urged. “Once I finish with her, she won’t want to be touched for a good long while.”

Trepidation shivered through Tara. It didn’t take a lot of imagination to figure out what he had in mind. The one detail Lexie had admitted was that her mates enjoyed anal sex. She sat up then scooted to the foot of the bed.

Before Tara could torture herself with speculation, Kyle sat down beside her and pulled her onto his lap. “Straddle my hips.” He helped her into position, then directed, “Now put me inside you.”

She reached down and guided his cock to her entrance. He didn’t feel as thick as Isaac, but he seemed even longer as she lowered herself onto his hardened length. “Jesus, are all of you guys huge like this?”

Kyle smiled. “It’s part of the transformation. More height, leaner body mass, and bigger cocks.”

Holding her hips firmly, he bounced her up and down on his erection. Tara wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her breasts against his face. Kyle seemed content with the rhythmic slide of her body over his for a time, then his hands began to wander. He squeezed her bottom, making her yelp, then slid his hands up her sides and stroked her breasts.

She arched her back and leaned away, giving him better access to the quivering mounds. He bent and caught one tender nipple between his lips as he squeezed the other. He moved back and forth, teasing one side and then the other. She rode him eagerly, running her fingers through his wavy hair.

This felt closer to ‘normal’ than what Jon or Isaac had done. Pleasure washed over her in languid waves, making her wish she were alone with Kyle. One of his hands descended, easing between her thighs. A gasp escaped her as his long fingers covered her clit. He stroked and her inner muscles clamped down around him.

“Oh, yeah,” he groaned and did it again and again.

He caressed her right to the edge of orgasm, then lay back across the bed and drew her with him. She continued to move, riding his long cock more easily in the new position. She braced her hands on his shoulders and rolled her hips, sliding her pussy up and down along his hard length. The angle was perfect to rub her clit against his shaft and she was soon on the verge of orgasm again.

Someone pulled her bottom cheeks apart and Tara froze. She shook her head, but fought back a protest. Kyle was being less aggressive, more like a human lover. She wanted to finish with him before Jon claimed her bottom. Something cool and slick drizzled into the crease between her cheeks. It slid downward until it covered her untried hole.

She turned her head sharply and looked at Jon. “Please, not together. I’m not ready for that.”

His gaze narrowed and his lips pressed into a disapproving line. “I decide what you’re ready for and when. Now, look at Kyle and submit to your master.”

She started to protest, but Kyle drew her head back around. “We will not harm you. You have my word, but you must start trusting us.”

Licking her lips, she nodded and settled against Kyle’s chest. His hands rested on her hips and the position made her bottom more accessible. If Jon wanted to fuck her ass, he would. She’d offered him the use of her body, which meant her entire body. Jon smeared more lube around her puckered opening and then worked his finger inside.

“I will fuck you here, hellion,” he warned, “but not tonight. You were already punished for lying to me. This is about surrender.”

Eased by the lube, his finger slid in and out, in and out. It felt odd and intrusive, but not painful. She stroked Kyle’s arm and inhaled his scent, taking comfort from the strength of his warm body.

Jon slowly withdrew his finger and positioned an object, likely a butt plug. It slid in easily, but the shaft tapered dramatically, forcing her body to open. She gasped, then groaned as the stretch began to burn. “It hurts,” she whined. “Is it supposed to hurt?”

“Relax,” Jon advised. “You tensed up as soon as it started stretching you.”

Kyle stroked her back and whispered encouragements into her ear. She was so focused on the invasion that she didn’t really hear his words, just knew he was trying to soothe her.

Jon drew the plug nearly out, only to drive it deep again. The stinging gradually faded, but the alien fullness remained. And this was just the beginning. According to Lexie, when her body could take this plug without pain, he’d use a bigger one. And when she got used to that one, he’d force his massive cock into her tightest hole.

Tara sobbed and instinctively started to struggle. “I don’t want you to take me there. I don’t want?—”

Jon slapped her ass hard, reawakening the banked heat. “And I didn’t want to be transformed into this savage creature. But here we are.”

Kyle’s arms came around her, anchoring her in place as Jon fucked her bottom with the plug. “You’re just afraid of the unknown,” Kyle insisted. “He is using plenty of lube. It shouldn’t hurt anymore.”

It wasn’t painful. It was humiliating and demeaning and… oh, God, it was starting to feel good. The steady slide of the plug in and out of her bottom was simply too familiar. Her body understood the rhythm and hungered for the pleasure of being filled.

“That’s better,” Jon muttered as he thrust the plug deep over and over. “Close your eyes and imagine that all three of your mates are enjoying your amazing body.”

As if on cue, Kyle slid two of his fingers into her mouth and started moving in her pussy.

“We’ll fill you, stretch you—use you.” Jon growled the last phrase as he leaned down and nipped one of her ass cheeks. “We’ll fuck you in every hole, and you’ll revel in our possession. We’re your mates, hellion. And you are ours.”

A spontaneous orgasm tore through Tara, ripping a startled cry from her throat. She shuddered violently as tingling pleasure pulsed through her entire body. Her inner muscles clamped down on Kyle’s cock. The spasms made her bottom feel even tighter around the plug and she cried out again.

Kyle arched beneath her, driving his length deep into her pussy. His hot cum splashed her inner walls as he shuddered and moaned. “That’s not how I intended to end,” he muttered then laughed. “Not that I’m complaining.”

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