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“All the spanking in the universe won’t change my mind!” She bucked and twisted, but Jon held her firmly in place.

Heat blossomed within the sting, each slap adding to the intensity. Jon had spanked her before. So had Isaac, but this was different. Harsher, more punitive. She fought against the stimulation, refusing to give in to her body’s darkest needs.

Jon paused, stroking her burning cheeks. “Are you ready to admit your wrongdoing?”

“You can spank me until your arm falls off. It won’t do any good. The only thing I did wrong was agreeing to be courted by you.” She twisted her neck and glared up at him.

Another flurry of stinging spanks followed, but Tara was determined to resist them this time. Zion was an arrogant pig. If he hadn’t insisted that the unmated females move to the shelter, Clare and Dawn would be safe right now.

“I think she’s right, brothers,” Jon said after several minutes of rapid spanking. “This lesson is going to take something more impactful than my hand.”

“Belt?” Isaac suggested.

“Her hairbrush makes a nice paddle,” Kyle pointed out cheerfully.

They were enjoying this. The realization added fuel to Tara’s smoldering temper. “Fuck you! Fuck all three of you!”

“That’s not a bad idea,” Jon responded, his voice low and growly. “Harsh, hard fucking, with no orgasms. That might help her remember her place.”

“Works for me,” Isaac said without hesitation.

It took Kyle a moment longer to respond, but his answer infuriated Tara even more. “I want to fuck her mouth, but she’d likely bite me.”

“I’ll print a spider gag,” Isaac said and walked toward the shared bathroom.

Spider gag? What the hell was that? “You guys are disgusting,” she sneered. “I’m not playing this sick game.”

Kyle moved in front of her and Jon shifted his hands. Before she realized what they were doing, Kyle tugged her shirt off over her head and unfastened her bra. They worked together to rid her of the undergarment, leaving her completely bare.

Scooting to the edge of the seat, Jon eased her off his lap and urged her to her feet. When she tried to bolt, he wrapped his legs around her calves and pulled her arms behind her. “Did you agree to this courtship?”

“Yes, but I rescind my agreement,” she cried as Jon roughly squeezed one breast and then the other. “You guys are assholes, just like your pride leader.”

Kyle chuckled as he pushed his hand between her legs and curved two fingers just inside her. “Courtships last thirty days.” He drove his fingers deeper. “There’s no changing your mind.”

Jon shifted his legs to the inside of hers and forced her thighs apart. Kyle took advantage of the additional space and began fucking her with his fingers. “You’re so damn soft,” he murmured, his gaze boring into hers. “And wet. If you hate us so vehemently, why are you so wet?”

Standing up, Jon released her hands and collared her throat. He boldly stroked her breasts. “These soft tits are ours to touch.” He squeezed the generous mounds and pinched the sensitive nipples while Kyle’s hand continued to shuttle between her thighs.

“Stop it!” She slapped at them, twisting and arching as she tried to avoid their hands.

“Your mouth is ours to enjoy,” Jon moved one of his hands to her face, grasping her jaw as his thumb slid over her lips. “Kyle is going to fuck you fast and hard, while you open wide like a good girl.”

She shook her head, dislodging his hand. “If he sticks his cock anywhere near my mouth, I’ll bite it off.”

Jon chuckled, giving each nipple a vicious twist. “Isaac is taking care of that right now, but your attitude is why it won’t end with Kyle.

Once Kyle has finished with you, Isaac will fuck your pussy.

This won’t be the sort of fucking you’ve been receiving.

This will be hard and fast, and you’ll not be allowed to come. ”

“Yeah, this will convince me to mate with you.” She threw the comment over her shoulder, but his taunts were starting to get to her. A strange tension was gathering low in her belly. She couldn’t say if it was anticipation or dread.

Jon ran his hands down her body, over her belly, then across her sides.

Finally, he pulled her tender cheeks apart and held them open.

“Isaac’s cum will be dripping from your pussy when I push my cock into this puckered little hole.

” He released one side and worked a finger just inside the tight ring of muscles.

“You’ll cry and beg me to stop, but I’m going to fuck you nice and hard. Would you like to know why?”

“Because you’re a sadistic pig.” She held perfectly still, refusing to give in to his bullying.

“Because this ass belongs to me. It belongs to us, because we are your mates, and your body was designed to give us pleasure.” His finger slid in and out, hinting at the sensations she would soon feel.

“You’ll try to hate it, but you won’t. You’ll fight against the sensations, but it won’t matter.

If you’re a very good girl for Kyle and Isaac—if you submit willingly while they punish you—I will make you come harder than you ever dreamed possible while I fuck this tight little ass. ”

Tara shuddered, fighting off the sensual haze his words had wrapped around her. “Take what you will, I can’t stop you. But I will never give in to you.”

Jon laughed and withdrew his finger. “Now you’re going to scream and beg before I let you come.”

“This should work,” Isaac said cheerfully as he returned to the living room. He held up a ring-shaped gag with long ‘legs’ angling out from the ring. She could see why it was called a spider gag, but how would it keep her from biting Kyle?

“Let’s find out.” Jon and Kyle quickly positioned her on her knees and pulled her arms behind her back.

Magnetic restraints were closed around her wrists and then Jon fisted the back of her hair.

Kyle pried her mouth open, and Isaac positioned the gag just behind her teeth.

The slender legs rested against her cheeks and a synth-leather strap wrapped around the back of her head, securing the gag in place.

She pushed at the unwanted device, trying to dislodge it.

The ring wouldn’t budge as it held her mouth wide open.

Kyle moved in front of her and paused to stroke her face. She resented the tenderness and tried to turn her head. Jon simply tightened his fingers in her hair, drawing a cry from her throat.

“Bad girls get used roughly,” Jon reminded. “Isn’t that right, naughty mate?”

“-uck -ou!” The curse was garbled because of the bite guard, but she was relatively sure he understood her.

“When you use your mouth to be rude and disrespectful,” Kyle said as he opened the front of his pants, “you’ll get a hard cock shoved down your throat.” He took her face between his hands and pulled her onto his shaft, not stopping until her nose pressed into his belly.

She gagged and whimpered, but couldn’t scream because he was partially blocking her airway. She closed her eyes as tears escaped the corners. Heat cascaded through her body and her clit tingled. Kyle, her sweetest mate, was treating her cruelly, so why the fuck was her body responding?

He pulled back slowly, and she sucked in a deep breath, having no doubt his cock was going right back down her throat. “Do you regret your outburst?” He paused, clearly hoping she’d relent.

Tara growled instead. It would take more than a blowjob to break her spirit.

He shoved in deep again, holding her face against his belly for several seconds before he let her breathe. Someone was stroking her breasts and cruelly pinching her nipples. The little sparks of pain kept her clit twitching and made her pussy ache.

Harsh, hard fucking, with no orgasms . Wasn’t that what Jon had said? She smiled inwardly. If this was their idea of punishment, she might become a very bad girl. She could wait for her pleasure. Anticipation always made her orgasms more intense.

But what if they didn’t let her come at all?

Kyle pushed his cock down her throat over and over.

She inhaled each time he drew out and held her breath as he went deep.

His hands were warm against her face and his gaze bore into hers each time she looked up.

Spit escaped the corners of her mouth as the fucking went on and on.

She was utterly helpless, completely under their control.

He meant this to humiliate her, but she felt liberated.

She closed her eyes and rode the wave of endorphins, no longer caring about anything but his cock sliding in and out of her mouth.

“Get on with it,” Jon urged. “My balls are turning blue.”

Kyle chuckled, but moved a bit faster, not going quite as deep.

Rather than pumping his hips, he bobbed her head, controlling her movements and making her body do the work.

“Oh, yeah,” Kyle groaned, and his pace sped even more.

After three particularly brutal thrusts, he drew back until the head of his cock rested just inside the ring.

His cum spurted out, splashing the inside of her mouth and coating her tongue.

He tilted her head back and ordered, “Swallow every drop.”

His taste exploded across her senses and her core clenched painfully. God, she needed to come. She swallowed twice then awkwardly licked her lower lip.

“Be nice,” Kyle cautioned then reached into her mouth and quickly pulled out the bite guard.

Just to piss him off, she snapped her teeth closed, knowing his fingers would be long gone.

“Looks like she’s ready for phase two of the lesson,” Jon said as he pulled her to her feet.

She licked the rest of Kyle’s cum off her lips, still feeling feisty and annoyed. Her core ached and her clit tingled, determined to keep her senses simmering. She might be restless, but she was far from broken.

“You’re next, Isaac,” Jon urged. “How do you want her?”

“I’ll show you.” He swept her up in his arms and carried her into his bedroom.