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The Wolf’s words pinged through Alex’s brain, but he couldn’t make sense of them. His mind felt fuzzy, hazy, as if all his ability to think had been sucked right out of his cock along with his jizz. Bella’s orgasm had ripped the last shreds of his self-control away, a battle he’d already been losing thanks to how hot and wet she’d been.

What had the Wolf meant, when he’d said it was ‘his turn?’

Alex struggled to push himself upright, ready to defend Bella.

A heavy hand pushed Alex back down, and Bella let out a small cry as his weight came down hard and bent her body in half again.

Alex growled behind his gag and tried to push himself back off her, but he had gravity working against him, and his arms were tangled in her long legs. The pressure on his back moved—two men were on either side of him, both holding him down on top of Bella. His cock was still lodged inside her, slowly shrinking but quite firmly planted. The weight of his body and the men pressing down seemed to do something pleasurable to her because she gasped, and her pussy tightened around him again. It was too much for the sensitive surface of his cock, and he felt himself jerk inside her as he spasmed.

Behind him, the Wolf chuckled. “Ah… Toy… I’ll be interested to see how you enjoy this.”

Something slick and hard pressed against Alex’s anus, and he howled behind the gag as the Wolf’s finger began to invade him.

The Moon families didn’t mind experimentation as long as there was at least one child in each family who would create a new generation. When he’d first been declared an adult, Alex had experimented with some of his male friends. He’d decided it wasn’t for him; he preferred the soft curves of women, their musky scents and slick pussies. And while he’d enjoyed anal sex when it was his cock doing the breaching, he’d found he hadn’t enjoyed receiving nearly as much. In fact, he’d only tried it a couple times before ending his experimentation, and that had been years ago.

The Wolf’s finger burrowed into him, stretching the nearly virgin orifice, and Alex began to struggle in earnest. It was only the squeaking cries from Bella that caused him to freeze again as he realized his struggles were hurting her.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, looking up at him with tear-filled brown eyes. She must have realized what was happening. “I’m so sorry.”

He wanted to tell her it wasn’t her fault, he didn’t blame her. How could he? What was she supposed to have done—chosen the Wolf? It wasn’t like either of them could have predicted the outcome.

He couldn’t help trying to squirm away, trying to push up while the Wolf had his finger buried inside him. Alex groaned as the intruder probed and twisted, greasing up his channel with lubrication. The stroking tip found a spot inside him that made his body clench and blood surge to his dick.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

Alex shook his head and gritted his teeth against the rubbery gag. Maybe he couldn’t fight back, maybe he couldn’t run away, but he’d be damned if he’d enjoy this.

A sudden gripping thought nearly slayed him: was this how Bella had felt as she’d creamed herself all over his cock? It made him feel a lot less good about making the sex pleasurable for her.

He couldn’t look at her any longer, couldn’t see the guilt and pity in her eyes—especially with his own guilt nearly suffocating him now—and Alex buried his face into Bella’s shoulder. The Wolf pulled his finger out and then came thrusting back, this time with two fingers to stretch Alex’s sphincter. The worst part was it didn’t entirely hurt. It burned slightly as his muscle stretched and spasmed, but the Wolf’s questing fingers also pressed against his prostate as they plunged in, and Alex’s cock stiffened slightly in the hot grasp of Bella’s pussy.

The fingers twisted, plunging in and then retreating again, making Alex writhe uncontrollably against Bella’s softness, though he did his best to keep still, if only to avoid hurting her further.

They were trapped together, their bodies still interconnected, while the Wolf continued his torment.

* * *

Was this her fault? If Bella hadn’t chosen Alex earlier, would he be suffering like this now?

The idea that she’d saved her own skin, only to sacrifice his, even unintentionally, was horrifying.

Bella couldn’t tell exactly what the Wolf was doing to Alex but she could guess.

The idea of anal sex had always horrified Bella. It seemed so dirty and undignified. With Alex’s big body on top of her, his broad shoulders blocking out her vision, she couldn’t see the Wolf at all, but it was obvious he didn’t feel the same way.

Alex shifted on top of her again, and it was all Bella could do not to moan. His pelvis pressed against her splayed pussy lips, and his pubic bone still ground against her clit every time he moved—and that whole area was super-sensitive after her shameful orgasm. She was thankful to be flexible enough that being bent in half, even for a length of time, was only uncomfortable rather than painful. Unfortunately, being merely uncomfortable didn’t do anything to decrease the pleasure that sparked every time Alex’s body rubbed against hers.

He made a groaning noise behind his gag, muffled and pleading. When she looked up at him, his eyes were closed and his forehead was wrinkled as if he were in pain or, at least, extreme discomfort. That or…

The sudden pressure deep within her told Bella his cock grew inside her, hardening and pushing its length back into the depths of her pussy.

“Oh!” She writhed beneath him again and tightened around the hardening shaft.

Was Alex aroused by what the Wolf was doing? And was he enjoying it, or was it the same as when her body had responded without her mind’s consent? Bella didn’t doubt the Wolf was a master at eliciting the physical responses he desired.

But there was nothing she could do to help Alex. Bella was more trapped than he was, pinned beneath him like a bug on a stick. The analogy would have made her giggle if the situation weren’t so awful.

Something bounced on the bed beside them, and Bella looked over and gasped when she saw Trish’s face only a foot away from hers. The young blonde was bent over the bed, her wrists still tied behind her back, and Jordan stood behind her, fisting a huge, angry-looking, red cock. He saw Bella watching and winked at her, and then positioned himself.

Trish’s cry as Jordan began to push into her made Bella want to close her eyes but, just as before, she couldn’t look away. The contrast between Trish’s humiliated and degraded expression and Jordan’s look of abject pleasure was striking. The young woman closed her eyes and bit her lip as the big man behind her began to pump back and forth, fucking her with long, hard strokes.

To Bella’s horror, as before, Trish’s ravishing made her own pussy spasm in sympathetic response, bringing her unwanted pleasure.

* * *

Bella’s body tightened around Alex’s cock as the Wolf fingered his ass. He chanted ‘No, no, no, no, no’ behind his gag, but, of course, no one could hear it—and he doubted the Wolf would stop even if he could hear Alex’s pleas. Bella was mostly quiet, other than the occasional squeal or moan, but Alex didn’t blame her for not drawing further attention to herself. He was glad she didn’t. At the very least, his current position protected her from molestation by the Wolf or his men. Even if it wasn’t by his choice, at least he could feel like he was doing something for her.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t anything he could do for Trish. At least it looked like Jordan was being fairly gentle with her. Alex wasn’t sure if he had a hope for that, himself.

The Wolf’s fingers were relentless, pushing and stretching the tight ring of muscle, spreading the lubricant liberally in Alex’s spasming channel. He could only groan and try to relax, try to make the burn lessen. He remembered that much from when he’d experimented before.

Then the fingers withdrew entirely, and Alex’s body relaxed and left him panting for breath. He hadn’t realized how tense his muscles had become while the Wolf had violated him.

“Hold him still.”

Hands came down on his shoulders and wrists from either side, and Alex began to struggle again. Bella’s hands tightened on his shoulders as she clung to him and squeaked with dismay, but he couldn’t help it.

Something hot and hard and much thicker pressed against his anus and began to push in. The pressure was immense, and Alex found himself panting and groaning, unable to do anything as one of the Wolf’s hands rubbed his lower back. The man was speaking, but Alex couldn’t hear any of the words. There was a roaring in his ears, and all he could do was squeeze his eyes shut and fight against the overwhelming sensation of being unbearably stretched. If the Wolf’s fingers had burned, his cock was like a searing brand.

A fear tears leaked from Alex’s face, and Bella’s hands rubbed his chest as if to try to make him feel better, as the Wolf’s cock stretched him wider and wider. When the crown popped in past his sphincter, Alex groaned with the minor relief.

The Wolf sank deeper into him, thrusting inch by inch, and made Alex spasm when the head of the Wolf’s cock pressed against his prostate. His own cock, still firmly lodged inside Bella, had started to soften again but, with the stimulation against that sensitive spot, it began to swell.

No oooooooooooooooo…

Alex’s protest was lost behind his gag as the Wolf began to rock on the spot, rubbing his cock over that sensitive portion of Alex’s interior over and over again. All the blood in his body seemed to start rushing into his dick, which was all too happy to grow thicker and longer in the warm confines of Bella’s body. Alex grunted and strained; there was nothing he could do with the Wolf’s men pressing him down on either side. Beneath him, Bella squirmed and gasped, her movements only adding to the pleasure that began to mix with the burning discomfort of his nerves.

Jordan paid them no attention and ran his hands down Trish’s sides as he continued to fuck her. If Alex hadn’t been able to see her tear-stained face, it would have looked like a regular couple having sex. With her, as well, he could see the same struggle not to enjoy what was happening.

The Wolf and his men were masters at coaxing a response from even the most reluctant of their victims. There was nothing Alex could do. He’d always been strong but, right now, he was overpowered and outnumbered.

When he gave up and told himself it was only for the moment, Alex’s body relaxed.

“Good Toy… let me into that tight ass.”

The Wolf retreated and plunged in, deeper than ever, and his cock slid, burning… burning… until his hips pressed against the curve of Alex’s ass. They were now linked together, the Wolf filling Alex as Alex filled Bella.

The Wolf wrapped his fingers in a bruising grip around Alex’s hips and began to move.

Each time he pulled away, he dragged Alex partially with him, which meant each time he plunged forward, the momentum and weight of his body caused Alex to sink back into Bella. It was as if he fucked both of them at once, Alex’s cock a mere extension of the Wolf’s depraved machinations.

It was awful.

It was wonderful.

Alex had never experienced the like before. His insides burned as the Wolf stretched him, over and over again, but his cock was in the wet haven of Bella’s pussy. Every drag of the Wolf’s cock across Alex’s prostate made his dick jerk as his asshole tightened in response. Somehow the burn, the discomfort, the strange feeling of fullness began to intermingle with the more pleasant sensations of Bella’s soft body beneath his and her rippling pussy clenching around him.

The pain and pleasure were shocking in their intensity. Alex felt like he was having an out-of-body experience: half of him brutally used by an infamous criminal, the other half in heaven as he wallowed in Bella’s softness. It seemed so wrong to take any pleasure in the experience at all, but he couldn’t help it. The tight wetness of her sheath was killing him by inches, even if his movements weren’t under his control this time.

The Wolf’s thrusts came harder and faster as Alex’s tight tunnel submitted and adjusted to the rough intrusion. Bella’s hips moved and met his thrusts, and her eyes were closed—turned away from Jordan and Trish, turned away from him . He couldn’t help but wonder where she had gone in her mind, but Alex was glad this wasn’t entirely awful for her. The soft little ‘ohs’ that dropped from her lips made the blood pump through his veins even harder.

He could almost lose himself in the hazy burn of pleasure like Bella had—God knew he wanted to—but he resisted because that was the only thing he had left. The only thing he could control. Not that it made a difference to his body: he could feel his orgasm approaching as the Wolf pounded into his ass and forced him to enjoy Bella’s sloppy pussy for the second time.

It was wrong, and he fought it. Uselessly. The rubbing head of the Wolf’s cock found his prostate with every prod, Bella’s body moving under his, her soft moans of pleasure—it was all too much.

Alex shouted behind his gag in despair and ecstasy as he began to orgasm. Beneath him, Bella arched and her pussy rubbed against his body as she tightened around him in sympathetic rapture.

Behind him, the Wolf kept pumping and forcing his body to keep moving and thrusting into Bella, even as his cock began to spew cum into her pussy for the second time in less than an hour. The stimulating friction against his cock was too much to bear, and he cried out behind the gag as it became painful for his shaft to continue fucking her.

When the Wolf groaned and shoved deep, filling him completely, it was a relief. Alex slumped over Bella’s body, and she shuddered beneath him in the final throes of her own orgasm. Spurts of cum pressed pass the tight ring of his sphincter and shot deep into his body. It was utterly degrading.

Alex had never felt so useless, so helpless in his entire life. This wasn’t him.

Was it?

* * *

The Wolf sighed with satisfaction as he pulled away, and Bella opened her eyes when she realized that it was over.

To her left, Trish’s eyes were closed, but the flush on her cheeks and Jordan’s triumphant shout as he slammed hard into her made it clear he’d manipulated her body in the same way the Wolf had Bella’s and Alex’s. More tears trickled from underneath Trish’s eyelashes, and when she opened her eyes, Bella could see her own shame mirrored back at her.

Bella felt awful. Sick. How could she have orgasmed—not once, but twice! And the second time, while Alex was being forcibly fucked, as well. Yet the tingling state of her pussy, the hypersensitivity of those soft folds against Alex’s body, made it impossible for Bella to lie to herself.

The men who had been holding Alex down pulled him upright and supported him as he stumbled back. Her legs fell down from the crook of his arms, and she moaned with relief as her body unfolded. Her thighs landed well apart, so as not to put any pressure on her sore pussy lips, which were decidedly battered, by now.

The Wolf’s gaze swept over Bella and Alex, his eyes taking in the cum seeping from Bella’s red, swollen pussy, the sticky juices covering Alex’s crotch, and he smiled. The way he looked at them… It was almost triumphant.

“Very good. You both have pleased me.” Relief and hope swept through her at the Wolf’s words, but he firmly crushed them with his next. “I look forward to doing… so much more with both of you. But for now, I have work to do. Dr. Margolis, Nurse Roche, come and take care of my Pet and Toy.” He turned toward Jordan and raised one dark eyebrow. “I assume you’d like to go through the procedures for your blonde yourself?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Bella looked over at Trish, who looked frightened but resigned. Her nipples were still hard and dark pink from the pinching abuse Jordan had put them through, and the blonde thatch of hair between her legs was matted with their combined juices. Jordan’s proprietary arm about her said he’d rather not have anyone else touching Trish at all.

As a man and a woman came forward, Bella found herself shivering. She didn’t want more strangers touching her—not even a doctor and a nurse. It was rare that such medical professionals were needed on the Moon; the families were always healthy, and any defects or internally occurring illnesses rarely needed the human touch. Computers and automated constructs did everything for them. To her increasing horror, she realized the doctor was headed toward her, and the nurse toward Alex.

The doctor was a thin man, younger than the Wolf, with sharp, narrow features and a cruel cast to his smile. Dark eyes looked Bella up and down, an aura of anticipation hanging about him.

“Please, no,” she whispered and hugged herself as she sat on the bed, her legs coming together to protect her most sensitive areas, even though it put pressure on her swollen pussy lips.

“Now now, be good, Pet.” The Wolf came forward and stroked her hair in a propriety manner. Out of the corner of her eye, Bella saw Alex try to come toward her, despite how exhausted he must be, only to have the two men who held him drag him away and follow the nurse out of the room. “Dr. Margolis is only going to do some necessary things for processing. At the moment, he doesn’t have permission for more than that, but if you’re bad, then I’ll let him do a great deal more.”

As frightening as the Wolf was, his almost kindly demeanor made him seem a lot less threatening than the Doctor, who smiled at her in an increasingly unsettling manner. It seemed that he liked her fear, which only made Bella more afraid. But if there was one thing she trusted, it was that no one here would go against the Wolf’s orders.

And she certainly didn’t want to get in trouble and have the Doctor given carte blanche to do with her what he would.

Trembling, she nodded and got up.

“Good Pet.”

The Wolf grasped her around the waist and patted her bottom to send Bella on her way. To dismiss her. One of his men followed as she walked on trembling legs toward Dr. Margolis. The doctor smirked and waved his hand for her to follow, before he turned and walked off in the same direction they’d taken Alex. Bella glanced over her shoulder: the man following her—obviously a soldier—smirked, too. Behind him, the Wolf settled back down at his desk and got back to work as if nothing had happened.