Page 4 of Guardians
Lexie had never been spanked before, not even by a hand. Her parents didn’t believe in corporal punishment and her lovers wouldn’t have dreamed of being that aggressive. That might have been why she always felt restless and discontent after sex. But this wasn’t foreplay. It wasn’t a tantalizing game. Zion wanted to teach her a lesson and Kane was going to make damn sure she learned it.
After tugging off her boots and socks, she pulled her hoodie off over her head. A baggy sweater was followed by a flannel shirt and then her T-shirt. Finally she wiggled out of two pairs of jeans.
“ Jesucristo ,” someone muttered. “Are you wearing every garment you own?”
She whipped her head to the side and located the speaker. He wasn’t as tall as Kane or as muscular as Malik, but he looked even more dangerous. His sleek black hair, pronounced cheekbones, and swarthy complexion revealed his Hispanic heritage. His eyes were endlessly dark and expressed lustful interest and a hint of amusement.
“Diego,” Kane greeted. “You arrived just in time. We’re about to discipline our mate for the first time.”
“Our mate?” He sounded excited, not surprised. “Has Lexie accepted our claim?”
“She has,” Lexie answered, sounding more certain than she felt. “And she’s perfectly capable of speaking for herself.”
Diego’s brows arched and he moved closer to where Lexie stood. His night-black gaze swept the length of her body, lingering over her breasts and the juncture of her thighs. “What did she do?” He continued to speak to Kane, ignoring her interruption.
What a jerk. She folded her hands into fists and glared at him.
“She has been rude and disrespectful,” Zion provided. “She needs to learn her place.”
“Well, we’re just the coalition to teach it to her,” Diego assured the pride leader. Ironically, his blinding smile made him look even more menacing.
“This is likely the first time she has been disciplined, so I am going to belt her,” Kane insisted.
Diego looked as if he would argue, but he just shrugged and said, “Am I allowed to touch her?”
“Of course. She belongs to all of us.”
Lexie sucked in her breath. Malik’s answer warned that they would all be touching her before this was over. Her nipples peaked beneath the clingy cups of her bra and heat flooded her pussy. Three mates. She was about to experience the reality of having three mates.
Kane shifted his attention back to her. “Get busy.”
She was standing there in her bra and panties. The leering gazes of the other guardians made her intensely uncomfortable. “Surely this is enough,” she pleaded.
“All of it,” Kane said grimly. His handsome features were utterly expressionless.
She closed her eyes and fought the sting of tears. She would not cry in front of these animals. She would endure this with her head held high. Determination restored, she opened her eyes and unfastened her bra. Outward appearance had never been important to her. She was frequently in situations that made primping and girlish clothes impractical. She hadn’t bothered with makeup since she arrived on Rydaria, and all her outfits were utilitarian. Her self-worth and confidence had always come from her intelligence and accomplishments rather than her physical appearance. She lowered the straps of her bra then took a deep breath and let it fall to the floor. It took her a moment to muster the courage, but her panties soon joined her bra.
A low rumble rippled through the lodge as the males admired her naked body. Lexie fought the urge to cover herself or, better yet, run from the room. Then anger strengthened her resolve. Screw this. Let them look . She refused to be embarrassed by this nonsense. She stood still, arms at her sides, chin slightly lifted.
“Lovely,” Diego muttered as he slowly circled her. He ran his fingertip down her arm and paused behind her to release her hair and drag his fingers through the long length.
Malik approached her as well. His gaze descended to her breasts and stalled out. “Kane knows how to pick them,” he said as he cupped her breast.
She tensed, upset more by his casual words than his inappropriate touch. Did Kane ‘pick’ women often? There were no women on Rydaria, and they had been captives for years before that. Her flare of jealousy was not only childish, it was also misplaced.
“Look at me,” Malik ordered, his hand squeezing her breast. He didn’t speak again until their gazes connected. His eyes were brown, but a much different brown than Diego’s. Malik’s eyes were warm and inviting, with gold flecks that made them shimmer. “It’s more than likely that you will never see Earth again. The sooner you accept that this is a different planet with very different rules, the easier your life will be.”
She had no idea what he expected her to say so she just nodded. He moved his hand to her other breast then bent and brushed her lips with his. The tenderness was unexpected so she didn’t respond. He fisted the back of her hair and tilted her head to the side, then ravaged her mouth with an aggressive kiss. His lips forced hers open and his tongue pushed into her mouth. Lexie instinctively started to struggle, but the fingers in her hair tightened painfully until she relaxed and let him explore.
By the time Malik pulled away, Lexie was panting harshly and her nipples were tight, aching points. His fresh woodsy scent lingered in her nose, and it felt as if his taste had permanently combined with hers. How could a kiss be so… consuming? She felt as if he’d devoured a piece of her soul.
Zion stood up and motioned toward his chair.
Kane nodded then directed, “Move to Zion’s chair and bend from the waist, legs apart.”
The room came back into focus, the soaring ceiling making it feel endless and empty. Seven large hybrid males stared at her with obvious hunger, but only three had the right to touch her. Only three? The phrase sent a fresh rush of humiliation and uncertainty surging through Lexie and she struggled against the need to run. Malik’s kiss had been enough to weaken her knees and make her entire body ache. How in the universe was she going to survive the demands of all three?
Refusing to give in to the fear washing over her in waves, she moved to the chair and assumed the position Kane had described. Her bare butt was on display, as was a hint of her sex. He hadn’t said how far apart he wanted her legs, so she chose not to turn this into something lewd.
Someone moved up behind her and booted feet forced hers apart. She gasped and looked back. It was Diego and his dark gaze bore into hers. “Your pussy will be on full display anytime you are disciplined. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered. The harsh authority in his deep voice seemed to demand the title.
“Good girl.” He reached between her thighs and stroked her sex once then silently moved away.
What the hell was that? Did he think being fondled in front of a crowd was some sort of reward? His casual possessiveness made her angry and embarrassed, yet the simple brush of his fingers had felt good too. It had been oddly calming.
Then she heard Kane unfasten his buckle and the familiar hiss of a belt being pulled through loops. Her heart thudded wildly in her chest and the rushing of blood filled her ears. Her face felt hot, yet the situation didn’t seem quite real. How could it? A feline hybrid was about to whip her butt in front of a room full of his friends and she was going to stand here and let him. Yeah, that happened every day.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to do this?” Diego teased.
Was he talking to her? She was debating whether to answer when Kane saved her the trouble.
“I am perfectly capable of disciplining our mate.”
Instead of immediately laying into her with the belt, Kane moved in close and placed his hand on one of her upturned cheeks. “Why are you being punished?”
Because your boss is a sadistic pig. She was pretty sure that wasn’t the answer he was looking for, so she said, “Your leader found me prideful and self-absorbed.” He slapped her bottom and she automatically turned and glared at him.
“Hold the position,” Diego ordered.
She turned back around only to have Kane spank her even harder. Why was he spanking her with his hand? Wasn’t he supposed to use the belt? Not that she was complaining. His hand stung, but the belt was sure to be worse. Was this some sort of warmup?
“Was your attitude prideful and self-absorbed?” Malik added. He moved in front of Zion’s chair so he could see her face. “Or was Zion being unreasonable?”
The sting was starting to compound. Either that or Kane was hitting her harder with each swat. She yelped and jerked her hips away as the discomfort became overwhelming. “That hurts!” she objected.
“That’s the point of discipline,” Kane said. “It’s supposed to hurt so you will think twice before repeating the infraction. Now answer Malik’s question.”
“I didn’t think I was being arrogant, but I can see how others might find my attitude upsetting,” she answered honestly, just wanting the foolish incident over.
Kane paused with his hand on her stinging bottom. “So Zion just needs to stop being so sensitive?”
Laughter rippled through the room and Lexie’s face began to burn even hotter than her behind. “That’s not what I meant.”
“Well, let me see if I can help you understand our perspective.” Kane punctuated the offer with two stinging slaps, one on each side of her bottom. “We have lived here for three and a half years without any assistance from you.” Smack . Smack. “We have plenty of food, warm shelters, and an adequate store of medications.” More painful slaps followed.
Lexie shifted from foot to foot, beyond embarrassment and even anger. She felt odd, unsettled in a way she’d never experienced before. Heat sank deeper with each of his firm spanks, and her core had taken on the throbbing of her ass cheeks. What the hell was happening to her?
“You have been here less than three months, and your entire camp is on the brink of starvation. Do you need our help more than we need yours?” When she didn’t answer, he finally swung the belt.
Lexie cried out, rocking to the balls of her feet as searing pain blazed across her bottom. “Oh, God! Don’t do that again. I’m sorry .” The second swat was even worse. She twisted and whined, hating the sound even as she made it.
Malik grabbed her unbound hair and tilted her head back until she looked into his eyes. “Were you rude and disrespectful?”
“Yes!” she yelled immediately, hoping to avoid another swat. No such luck. The belt landed hard across both cheeks and set her ass on fire. “I should have begged for your help with no conditions. Without you we’ll all die.” It was true, but it made her furious to admit it out loud.
The next swat drove the pain deeper and triggered the strangest ache in her core. She felt empty and needful, and wet . Good God, she was hovering on the brink of an orgasm. She shook her head, horrified by the possibility. What was wrong with her?
“You do not have permission to come,” Diego snapped, suddenly standing beside Malik. “Fight it off. If you come, I will punish you, and my punishments are much harsher than Kane’s.”
Believing every word, she forced herself to relax. As she sucked in several ragged breaths, the tension inside her gradually receded.
“Good girl.” Diego cupped one of her breasts and then the other, teasing her nipples with his thumb. If he wanted her to relax, why was he stimulating her?
Malik finger-combed her hair back from her face. With both hands buried in her loosened tresses, he watched her features closely. “Take it like a good girl,” he whispered. “Hold still and accept the pain.” He was enjoying her suffering, she realized with a shudder. He was getting off on her pain.
Kane swung the belt again and again. She yelled even louder, afraid of her own reaction to the blinding sting. Her clit twitched and her core clenched. And Diego wasn’t helping her stay calm. He was pinching her nipples now, twisting and lightly pulling on the sensitive tips. She couldn’t deny the sensations any longer. She was about to come.
“That’s enough,” Zion said just in time. “Is she as wet as she smells?”
Lexie sobbed, horrified by the question. Finding this situation arousing was bad enough, but knowing that everyone in the room was aware of her reaction was the most humiliating element of her punishment. Malik released her head, and she immediately lowered her face, hiding behind her unbound hair. Kane gently touched her burning bottom cheeks, tracing the welts then easing his fingers between her legs. Lexie squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. There was no denying what he would find, but she still didn’t understand it.
“She’s soaked,” he said proudly as he traced her slit, teasing the entrance to her body. “Aren’t you, mate?” He circled her clit with his fingertips, making her entire body tremble. “Are you ready for our cocks?”
“Not here,” she sobbed. “Please don’t do it here.” Kane urged her legs even farther apart with his knees, making room between her thighs. “ Please ,” she cried, head shaking, hair tossing wildly.
Two of his long fingers pushed into her core. “Then come on my hand. Lift your face so Malik and Diego can watch you lose control.”
She reluctantly lifted her head, but several sections of her hair hung down over her face.
“No hiding,” Malik scolded as he drew her hair back from her face and wound it around his fist. “Offer us your pleasure. Surrender control.”
She was nearly vertical now, her breasts and belly on display for everyone in the room.
Diego took full advantage of the position, squeezing her breasts and twisting her nipples. “These soft round tits are ours.” He caught both nipples and pinched hard enough to make her cry out. “These nipples belong to your mates.” He bent and sucked on one while Malik sucked on the other.
Their mouths pulled hard at the same time, combining pleasure with pain and fueling her smoldering desire. She tried to wiggle away, but they held her in place as they sucked and licked and nibbled upon her sensitive flesh.
“Your pussy is ours,” Kane spoke up, his long fingers sliding in and out.
The profusion of her juices made a humiliating sound each time his fingers thrust inward. She’d never been this wet before, never been this aroused.
Malik released her nipple long enough to join in. He found her clit with his fingertips and circled the needy bud, making her squirm and moan. “Your pleasure belongs to us now. You come when you’re told to come and never without permission. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.
“Come right now.” Malik pinched her clit, triggering a vicious orgasm that was more pain than pleasure.
She screamed, arching wildly as intense sensations momentarily shattered reality. Her surroundings faded and there was only blissful pleasure and the faint sensation of warm hands traveling over her body. Reality returned in stages. Her sight cleared and then she could hear her own harsh panting. Her knees wobbled, threatening to buckle. She leaned forward and braced herself against the chair’s wide seat. As the waves of sensation abated, she was vaguely aware of her mates trading places. Diego was behind her now, Malik stood to her left, and Kane was directly in front of her.
Kane tilted her head back and pushed his fingers into her mouth, spreading her juices all over her tongue. “See how much you enjoy being disciplined.” He slid his fingers in and out several times, then ordered, “Lick them clean.”
Confused yet titillated by the humiliating act, she licked and sucked on his fingers until her strange, salty-sweet taste began to fade. Her arousal was undeniable, but she didn’t understand why she was reacting this way. She was naked and on display. Her bottom still throbbed from the cruel belt and her nipples were tender from all the pinches and sucking. They’d objectified her, playing with her body like a toy, and still she came so hard that she nearly passed out.
Something cool and slick drizzled into her bottom crack and she squeaked out a protest. Kane quickly fisted her hair, preventing her from turning her head. She tensed and whimpered, dreading what was about to happen.
“This sweet little ass is ours,” Diego told her as he teased her back entrance with something blunt and unfamiliar. It wasn’t his fingers. It felt artificial, like some sort of toy. Where in God’s name would he have gotten a sex toy on this primitive planet?
She tried to turn her head again, but Kane’s fingers tightened in her hair. “Be still,” Kane ordered. “Diego is in charge right now. That’s all you need to know.”
“Try to relax,” Malik advised. “It’s less painful that way and the plug is going inside either way.”
Plug? Diego had a butt plug? She’d heard of them, had even seen images on the internet, but she’d never had one shoved inside her. She shook her head as well as she could and whispered, “Please, don’t. I’ll be a good girl. I promise.”
Unconcerned with her protests, Diego drove the toy inward with slow, yet steady pressure. Her pucker spread around the smooth toy, opening so wide that it burned like fire. She cried out and struggled harder. “Relax and it won’t hurt so badly,” Diego reminded. He paused long enough to apply more lube, but didn’t stop until her reluctant ass had accepted the entire plug.
She sobbed, sinking to her forearms on the seat. Everything about this was humiliating, which was exactly what Zion wanted. Kane finally released her hair, and she lowered her head, eagerly seeking the relative privacy created by her loose tresses. “I hate you,” she whispered. “I hate all three of you.” She’d never been comfortable with ass play, didn’t even like her lovers fingering her there. The plug felt huge, intrusive and punitive. Was this a glimpse at the rest of her life? A harsh sob tore from her throat and she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the reality of her situation.
“You took your belting like a good girl, but now you’re acting like a brat,” Diego told her, his voice cold and stern. “I was just going to insert the plug and take you out of here. Instead, you’re going to stand there and come while I fuck you with it.” He grasped the end and drew it nearly out.
“I can’t,” she protested, tossing her hair back off her face. “I don’t like that.”
“Too bad.” He drove it back in none too gently, reawakening the burn. “I enjoy it and that is all that matters. This tight virgin ass belongs to your mates now, and we will use it whenever we like.”
Her stubborn pucker was forced open again and again as he slid the plug in and out of her trembling body. She found the cruel slide stimulating in a way she refused to consider, but the ruthless stretch burned so badly that pleasure remained just out of reach. “Stop,” she pleaded, twisting her hips to avoid the unwanted invasion.
He slapped her sore bottom then grasped the back of her neck and held her in place while he ravaged her with the plug. In and out, in and out, he filled her reluctant hole. “Who does this ass belong to?”
She shook her head, refusing to give in to his bullying.
Kane reached beneath her and viciously twisted one of her nipples. “Answer him, right now.”
“You three,” she yelled angrily. “If I want to save my camp, you three now own my body.” And only my body , she finished silently. If these bastards demanded a sacrifice in exchange for their help, then she’d lay down on the altar. She’d chosen this path and she’d come too damn far to turn back now.
Diego’s grip on the back of her neck loosened, but he didn’t let go. The plug slid in and out less forcefully, though he hadn’t stopped fucking her. “We are in control. You must accept that.”
Over and over the plug intruded, making her feel invaded and abused. Her bottom throbbed and her pussy ached. Each ruthless thrust of the plug rocked her body, making her breasts jiggle and sway. With her thighs wide open, she knew every male in the room could see her pussy and her well-spanked ass. Not to mention the plug as it rimmed her dark hole. Heat and humiliation washed over her in waves. Her core clenched and a warm trickle of fluid trailed down her inner thigh. Horrified, she shook her head, denying what her body revealed.
“Please, stop,” she whispered, sobs rapidly building again. “I can’t take any more of this.”
“As soon as you come, this ends. It’s as simple as that.” Releasing her neck, Diego reached around her hip and rubbed her clit, forcing her arousal to reawaken despite the unwelcome fullness in her rear end.
Lexie shook her head, whining and sobbing, but gradually her body accepted the inevitability of her surrender. He would keep at this until she gave in. Her stubbornness was only prolonging the punishment. Concentrating on the circular caress of his fingers, she did her best to ignore the slight sting and the unfamiliar pressure of having her ass penetrated.
“That’s better,” Diego murmured. “Your pussy is even wetter than before.”
And it was. She could feel her arousal building. Her core rippled and the familiar tension of an impending orgasm swirled through her abdomen. Diego’s fingers and the plug moved in tandem, connecting the pleasure with the unwanted invasion. Her hips began to lift of their own volition and a helpless moan slipped past her lips. He was making her like this. Despite the pain and utter humiliation, she was becoming aroused. Worse, he stopped rubbing her clit and the pleasure continued to build. With no other stimulation, the demanding slide of the plug was about to make her come.
“Not like this,” she begged, but it was too late. The orgasm detonated and she threw back her head and screamed. Powerful spasms ripped through her entire body, triggering sensations from her head to her toes. Her ears buzzed and her mouth went dry. Her breasts felt heavy, the nipples tight and achy. Her core clenched painfully as her back passage spasmed around the plug. She tightened her fists and curled her toes as the waves of pleasure/pain went on and on. Diego pushed the plug deep one final time and then left it there. She whimpered, desperately wanting it out, but suspecting it would be some time before she was rid of the cursed device.
“Jesus, Diego,” someone muttered, snapping Lexie back to reality. “That was fucking hot.”
“Fuck her for real,” one of the other guardians called out. “Your claim is not official until she has taken all three of you.”
“She will be claimed in private,” Kane snarled as he wrapped her in a thick quilt and swept her up and into his arms. “But before this night is over, she will be claimed. Has she been adequately humbled, my king?”
“She has,” Zion conceded. “Get her out of here.”
Torn between embarrassment and the lingering euphoria, Lexie curled into the warmth of Kane’s big body and wrapped her arms around his neck. This had been the most overwhelming experience of her life both physically and emotionally. And it wasn’t over. The claim wasn’t official until all three of her mates fucked her. She shivered. She’d had four lovers in her entire life and now she was expected to have three in one night? How had this become her life? And why the hell was her body responding? She still felt lightheaded and tingly from all the staggering orgasms.
They were halfway to the door when she suddenly remembered why she was there. She lifted her head and looked at Zion. “What about Bianca? She’s in really bad shape.”
The arrogant jerk smirked. “Flynn and Levi will return to your camp with Tara. If they determine that Bianca is strong enough to travel, they will bring her here so Malik can treat her. If not, they’ll send for your mate.”
“You really are a doctor?” Lexie asked Malik, looking at him with new interest.
Malik shrugged. “More or less. I’d just finished medical school when Nuevo captured me.” He turned and looked at either Flynn or Levi. Lexie didn’t know which one was which. “Bring the girl back here. It’s a much better option. She needs to be quarantined, and the sooner the better. The last thing we need is a pneumonia epidemic and that camp is the perfect breeding ground for a respiratory infection.”
“Understood,” the blond guardian said. “We’ll make it happen.” They motioned Tara toward the door. She looked at Lexie with obvious uncertainty, but surrendered with a wave and followed the guardians from the lodge.
Lexie watched their departure through a veil of tears. Her bottom throbbed inside and out, yet little tingling aftershocks of her orgasm still rippled through her core. She wanted to curl up in a warm room and cry until she had no more tears.
Kane looked down at her, clearly confused by her reaction. “Did you expect to return to your camp after agreeing to be our mate?”
Her throat was so clogged with emotion that she just shook her head.
“Everything will be fine,” he assured her. “Your place is with us now.”
She was anything but comforted by his words. Her punishment might be over, but her mates had yet to claim her. And thanks to Diego, she had a much better idea of what that would entail.