Page 24 of Claiming Their Slave
Chapter Eight
Though it pained him to see her cry, Wolfe held Ava down while his brother delivered her whipping. She’d been naughty and they couldn’t allow her to go unpunished. She needed to understand that they expected her complete obedience, and there would be immediate consequences when she disobeyed. It was the way of their people. Males led, and females submitted.
The strokes Jaxon delivered weren’t overly harsh, at least, and Wolfe suspected Ava’s tears stemmed more from her utter relief that they were keeping her, no matter what, than from the physical pain of her chastisement.
Jaxon paused and leaned over Ava, putting his mouth to her ear. Her shoulders heaved from her sobs, but she gradually grew quieter and turned her face toward him.
“I’m going to remove your plug now, little human, before I give you the final three lashes. I expect you to be a good girl and not struggle.”
Ava sniffled and nodded into the bedcovers. “I’ll be good, Master. I’m sorry for fighting you earlier, truly, I am.”
Jaxon left the belt on the bed, moved to stand behind her once more, and reached between her thighs. He rubbed her cunny for several moments, and Wolfe’s cock went rigid as the sweet scent of her arousal reached him.
“If you’re very good, little slave, you can come after your whipping is over.”
A relieved sigh escaped her. “Thank you, Master.”
“She’s very wet,” Jaxon said. “Completely soaking.”
Ava shuddered and pressed her center against Jaxon’s hand, while Wolfe continued holding her down in case she proved disobedient again and put up a struggle. They couldn’t have her thrashing around while they were removing the plug.
The brothers exchanged a knowing look and nodded at one another in agreement. Wolfe’s lust burned hotter and he took a long inhale of Ava’s delectable scent.
Though it would be a tight fit and they would have to adequately prepare her with a sufficient amount of lubrication in her bottom hole, and Wolfe would have to restrain himself and pump into her as gently as possible, they would join with her today.
Claim her as theirs.
Master her body and her heart.
Wolfe couldn’t wait.
* * *
Jaxon grabbed the base of the plug with one hand and continued rubbing Ava’s clit with the other, circling her swollen nubbin and spreading her growing moisture all over it. Her moans came faster and louder, and she jerked her hips against his touch.
“You had better not come yet, little slave, or you will be punished. My brother has to finish your whipping first, you naughty girl.”
Though Jaxon hadn’t thought Wolfe would succeed in beginning the training of her bottom hole so soon, he was now glad for it, because he very much wanted to ease her fears. Taking her now, pumping both their cocks into her tight holes and filling her up with their seed, would seal her status as their bonded mate. Then all the worries in her head would quiet, and she would forever belong to them. It pained him to think she harbored any doubts about their intentions toward her. Under no circumstances would they ever let her go.
Even if she didn’t desire them, he didn’t think he would have the power to release her. The strength of the possessiveness he felt toward her bordered on obsession, and he suspected Wolfe shared in his feelings.
“I’m going to withdraw the plug from your tight little ass now, Ava. Stop wiggling your hips and hold as still as possible.”
Jaxon began pulling the plug from her behind. She gasped but remained relatively in place, only moving slightly when he pinched her clit and rubbed it harder. Her pucker clenched and unclenched around the intrusion, and he finally had it almost out of her, with only the tip remaining submerged in her snug hole.
“You’re doing well, Ava,” he praised. “When Wolfe puts his cock in your ass, are you going to be a good girl and take all of it?”
“Yes, Master. I will.”
“And when Jaxon shoves his cock past the virginal resistance in your tight cunny, little slave, are you doing to be a good girl for him, too?”
“Yes, Masters. I promise. You can take me whenever you wish. I am ready.”
The brothers nodded at one another again, their decision to claim her today, much earlier than anticipated, only strengthening. Jaxon gazed down at her, tender regard for her swelling in his chest. He would do anything for her, anything to see her happy—aside from letting her go. Though he hadn’t been entirely certain what his plans for her were when he’d bought her, there had been a part of him that had known she would belong to him and Wolfe, not as a slave, but as their lifelong mate.
In time, he hoped she grew to care for them as fiercely as they already cared for her and would care for her once the mating bond formed between them. But until that time, they would keep her and love her, and protect her with their lives.
Jaxon pushed the plug back into her several times, thrusting the shaft in and out, as she clenched around it and emitted the sweetest little whimpers. Her cunny became drenched, her moisture growing as he gentled his strokes on her clit, not wishing for her to come just yet. She still had the last three strokes of his belt coming.
