My entire body reacted violently to his touch, although it wasn’t as I expected. It was with arousal. I was fucking turned on. What was wrong with me?
The roughness of his finger pad pressed firmly against my needy bud and my hips bucked toward him.
Confusion must have passed over my face, because Zaavyr shushed me quietly, so silently that I knew no one else could hear. Why? What was happening? On display, completely naked before hundreds of human women and alien men, I should be ashamed and humiliated, but instead, I was terribly turned on.
“No, please,” I begged.
Coltan kissed the top of my head and I felt the walls of my resistance melt, just a little bit.
“Remember, submit, little rebel,” he chided, directly into my ear.
Zaavyr pinched at my clit and I moaned, shuddering with my building need for release. I didn’t know what was happening. I was innocent, I’d never even touched myself to bring pleasure. I had more important things to worry about.
I was a virgin. Zaavyr’s digits dipped into my entrance, testing my wetness, spreading it around my swollen flesh and causing me to quiver. I licked my lips, trying to hide the soft moan that threatened to escape from the depths of my throat.
I tried to squeeze my legs shut, to try to fight this pleasurable assault but to no avail, Jax and Aedan still held me tight. They each held on to one of my legs with only one arm, their other hands venturing toward my hardened nipples.
The two of them took each sensitive bud between their thumb and forefinger and squeezed, softly, more gently than I expected. My back arched into their touch and I couldn’t fight it. I liked it. Behind me, Coltan released my hair, but continued to massage my scalp.
Shouldn’t they just take me and get it over with? Why were they doing this? Why was my body coming alive under their touch? I whimpered, confused and dazed with my reactions, the way my spine arched and my hips rocked to them, almost pleading for them to take me.
Zaavyr’s fingers probed inside me, deeper until he touched my virgin barrier. I heard his breath suck in then, he wasn’t expecting that. His finger explored even further, pressing against it a bit harder, more firmly until I whimpered.
I heard his pants unzip and I shuddered.
I couldn’t see what was happening, but I could feel it. I may have never experienced sex before, but I’d seen a man’s dick, a human one that is, so I was aware of the basic anatomy. I felt his erection glide across my wet folds, but I wasn’t prepared for the heat of it. I wanted to see it.
My core throbbed deeply, and my pussy clenched greedily, almost as if I wanted it, as if I wanted him to fuck me and take my virginity.
Did I? Was I that far gone?
Fingers tweaked my nipples and Coltan massaged the back of my head. My limbs became pliable, my need for release overwhelming.
I didn’t want this, right?
Even then, I couldn’t decide. My mind fought but my body begged for it.
I needed release.
“Submit, Kira. Submit and we’ll make sure you enjoy it,” Coltan whispered. Zaavyr caught my eyes as I arched forward, his coppery golden irises meeting mine with both concern and confidence.
Even though I should know better, that I was probably making something out of nothing, I think, in that moment, he cared.
I bucked away, panicking. He moved forward, smothering my body with his, his cock sliding hotly against my clit. Up and down, over and over until my legs were quivering, seconds away from release.
I shouldn’t want this. But I did. I did want it. I needed release and these men needed to fuck me. He shifted his hips and the head of his cock nudged my entrance. He lifted his head from my shoulder and stared straight down at me.
“Submit,” Coltan whispered.
At that moment, that word sank into my brain. I should fight it, but with my wrists bound, my body relented. I looked up at Zaavyr, his eyes searching mine, almost as if he was asking permission, even though I knew how this would end.
My skin smoldered, every nerve alive.
He would take me, whether I liked it or not. I knew that, but his features softened, and his cock pressed down on my clit, arousing me, taunting and teasing me. They wanted to make me enjoy it. I chewed my lip and closed my eyes for a long second before opening them once more. I was a fighter. I would always be a fighter.
Just because I was enjoying their touch, that wouldn’t change. I was strong. They would never break me.
I nodded, my movement slight, just enough for Zaavyr to see.