Page 24 of Bought and Shared

T he Rebels

Israel, the leader of the rebel order, shakes his head with disgust. “I’m still not sure how you botched this, Micah. I expect more from a leader of the Pioneers than this.”

Micah’s voice takes on a whiny quality when he answers his superior. “It’s not my fault, Israel! The Voltan showed up before we could break into the bus and collect the women.”

Israel gives his subordinate a dubious stare. “It was a bus, Micah, not Fort Knox. I don’t want to hear any excuses. You failed. Plain and simple.”

“It might as well have been Fort Knox with those Voltan warriors aboard the bus, Sir. They should have never been there. If they hadn’t been there, we would have those women with us now,” Micah, never one to accept blame, fruitlessly argues.

“There were only three of them,” Israel points out. “With as much firepower as our soldiers were carrying, you should have been able to easily eliminate the threat.”

Micah’s mouth, already thin, flattens further over his commander’s criticism. “We didn’t want to hurt any of the women, Sir. If we’d opened fire, we could have accidentally struck one of them.”

“And what will happen when they are delivered to their Voltan overlords? Some may think death is better than serving the enemy,” Israel coldly reasons.

The men in the room are momentarily silent as they consider their commander’s harsh words.

“They can still be saved,” Clarence, the Rebellion’s second in command, interrupts. “I have it on good authority that the women are being kept at the base until the Voltan determine it’s safe to travel again. I’m certain another opportunity for Operation Liberation will arise before long.”

“Still,” Israel says, “with as much time as has passed, they’ve most likely already been sullied by those alien vermin. I’m not sure they’re even worth saving at this point.”

A man named Bowman boldly steps forward then.

Dressed in fatigues, he carries the air of a military man because he was exactly that before the arrival of the Voltan.

“One thing is clear to me, gentlemen. We can’t fight them on their home turf.

In wars such as these, only guerrilla tactics will do.

We simply don’t have the weapons or the manpower to attack them any other way. ”

“I’m listening,” Isaiah replies with true interest then.

Bowman gives a curt nod. “I’ve still got a few friends on the inside of Fort Kent. They’re loyal to the cause and informed about the goings-on there. They can tell us when the women are being moved next.”

“Let’s take this conversation into my office, Bowman. I want to hear more about these friends of yours,” Isaiah says with a mile-wide smile. “Maybe they’ll be able to accomplish what others could not.”

“Certainly, Sir,” Bowman agrees, avoiding the look of bitterness Micah tosses his way as he follows their leader out the door to further discuss this delicate issue.

Aurora

After my walk with Cadence, I decide to head back to the barracks and my suite. Hitting the elevator button, I wait patiently for it to descend.

A group of Voltan soldiers line up behind me and pile inside as soon as it arrives. When we hit the second floor, the door dings open. My heart and my body come to life the moment I see Knox standing there.

He’s huge. Taller and more impressively built than any of the other enormous men surrounding me. His presence causes shivers to cut through me like I’ve put my finger in an electrical socket and now I’m coursing with electricity.

Nostrils flaring, his gaze collides dangerously with mine. It’s obvious he didn’t expect to encounter me here, but now that he has, he can’t focus on anything else.

Knox’s sheer intensity causes me to swallow hard and take a fearful step back. I can’t take my eyes off him as the others create a silent divide and he saunters inside, dominating the already crowded space.

No sooner has Knox entered the elevator than his hands are on me.

A deep growl rumbles low in his chest and immediately my pussy becomes slick with desire.

My stomach does a slow clench as I recall last night.

All the terrible, and pleasurable, things he did to me.

The way he made me beg for him, and the way he made me cum.

Knox’s body crowds mine, forcing me back against the furthest wall. His large frame encompasses my smaller one, making it hard for me to breathe. My chest rises and falls shakily as he lowers his nose into the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent like it’s the finest perfume he’s ever scented.

“Fuck me, Baby,” he breathes into my ear, his voice is rough and edgy. “With you, it’s like the first time every time. How can you smell this good? It’s fucking insane!”

The elevator is silent, except for the slight sound of accelerated breathing all around us as the doors clap closed.

Though I can’t see any of their faces, I know the men’s expressions are tight.

Even though they are politely ignoring us, the building tension in the stuffy space tells me they’re aroused and hungry for more. Just like Knox is. Just like I am.

The hulking Voltan soldier moves even closer, boxing me in on either side with his massive arms. Wordlessly, he lifts me up and my legs wrap around his waist to stabilize myself.

His cock, thick like his biceps, grinds against my me.

Seeking my forbidden heat through my silky dress, he manages to notch it slightly between the valley of my folds as he pushes upward.

The sensation leaves me flushed and dazed.

If I hadn’t already soaked through my panties, I’m dripping now.

The heat building with each thrust of his hips is so diabolically delicious that I don’t even care about our audience anymore.

All I care about is getting more of what he gave me last night.

Another all-consuming release. His flesh encased inside of mine as it was meant to be.

“I can scent that beautiful pussy of yours creaming for me,” Knox says, his voice lowered, but not quiet. “You smell like hot sex and heaven. I’ll never get enough”

The other soldiers can hear every word he’s saying. One coughs. Another shifts with discomfort. A third groans. Everyone is on edge, including me. I’m practically crawling out of my skin, waiting for him to touch me. To taste me. To overpower me the way he now knows I crave.

His strong fingers dip under the hem of my slip and grope up my thigh. When he reaches my panties, I draw in a ragged breath as the pad of his thumb traces along the seam of my sex and he finds it dripping with need.

“You’re even more ready for me than I thought. Do you need to get off? Do you need me to make you cum, Aurora?”

Biting my lower lip, I stare up into his dark eyes and quickly nod.

“I can give that to you, Baby. Daddy’s here to take care of all your needs,” he soothes, his fingertips skirting the edge of my panties before he jerks his hand and rips them clean off.

I gasp out of shock, a frisson of fear sizzles through me at his unfettered aggression. It upsets me, but in a weird way, it thrills me too.

Bringing the ruined garment to his nose, he closes his eyes and audibly sniffs. When he opens them again, his pupils are completely blown with lust. “Did I say you were allowed to wear panties, draftee?”

His tone is no longer soft as he asks me this. It’s as hard and unyielding as the man himself.

“No, Sir,” I quickly answer, not wanting to further antagonize him.

“That’s right. I didn’t. That’s because I want this cunt of yours free for my use at any time of the day or night. Nothing stands in the way of my dick getting inside of you. Understood?”

My heart is beating with the speed of a trapped rabbit. “Yes, Master.”

Knox chuckles low and deep. The rough pads of his fingers scrape across the skin of my cheek and chills shoot down my spine. “It’s not going to be that easy, Baby. You’re going to have to pay the price for your defiance.”

I know I’m not supposed to wear any underwear, but I felt so exposed that I’d broken the rule this morning and donned a pair before I’d left our suite.

“Please, Master. I’m just not used to being so exposed when I’m walking outside. I’m uncomfortable with so many seeing me this way.”

I glance beyond him where the group of soldiers is standing as rigidly as if they were at attention at their post. They’re pretending not to listen, but obviously consuming every single word. I wonder if they can smell my pussy, too.

Knox’s expression turns to stone then. “You don’t think Oren and I can protect you, Aurora? Is that what you’re saying?”

His quiet tone tells me I’ve egregiously miscalculated with my answer. “No, that’s not it at all. It’s just that you can’t be with me all the time. You weren’t with me earlier when some of the men made inappropriate comments while Cadence and I were walking outside and-”

“What did they say?” Knox forcefully interrupts, setting me back down onto my own two feet.

“They just whistled, and um, said some stuff they wanted us to do to them,” I reply, trying to censor the salacious words and soften the impact a little. The last thing I want to do is make this situation worse than it already is.

Knox’s eyes flame over with rage. “I’ll deal with them later. For now, I’m dealing with you. Turn around and put your hands on the back wall.”

This time, I don’t blush. Instead, I lose all the color in my cheeks at his unexpected command. “What?”

“You heard me,” Knox reiterates. “Pull your dress up around your waist, bend over, and put your hands on the wall. You need to be punished for your defiance. And it’s going to happen right here and now.”

My heart hammering in my chest and embarrassed beyond belief, I turn and obey my master. In front of all these men, knowing they are watching, I bend over, pull my dress up to my waist, baring my buttocks and pussy, and brace myself against the middle of the back wall directly opposite the doors.