She would obey me.
Again, she hesitated a moment too long and I reacted instantly, grabbing her hair and pushing her head toward the floor so that it pressed into my boot. Cheek to leather, she reacted wisely and didn’t utter a sound, and she slowly reached back to grip her ass cheeks and reveal herself to the men waiting behind her.
For a long moment, they were silent, staring down at Kira with obvious desire. The leader chuckled softly, and Kira flinched. He met my eyes and I nodded, indicating to him that he could touch her.
With her cheek to my boot, she startled when the man’s fingers wandered up her thigh. She moved a little as he drifted up the cleft of her ass and broke position the moment his thumb settled on her rosy little asshole, releasing her cheeks and trying to rise up despite my hand on the back of her head.
“Bad human,” the man said.
“Indeed. Now I’m going to have to punish you, Kira, and you can be certain that it’s going to hurt,” I replied, and her sharp intake of breath was all I needed. I nodded toward the men and they grinned, their expressions reluctant as they turned to walk off to their destination knowing that I would finish what they started in my own chambers.
“Have fun,” one of them shouted as they walked away.
“I plan on it,” I replied nice and loud, watching as she trembled in response.
Grabbing her hair in my fist, I dragged her inside as she cried out loud, the sound piercing to my sensitive hearing. Her hands flew to the back of her head, but I didn’t relent. She kicked and squirmed, but I only stopped after dragging her several feet into the entrance of our apartment. Reaching down, I took her upper arm into my fist and pulled her to her feet, dragging her into the living room where Zaavyr and Aedan had just finished setting up the punishment bench.
I tossed her over top of it so that her stomach pressed against the soft leather underneath and her ass was high in the air. All four of us took a limb and shackled her down before she had time to try to react or to escape. The entire bench was angled, so that her ass rose well above the crest of her head, perfect for the whipping she had coming. When she was securely bound, the four of us stepped back, admiring the pale canvas that awaited my mark.
I would teach her to obey and when it was time, Aedan, Coltan, and Zaavyr would all step in too. I wasn’t so arrogant to think that I alone would conquer Kira, but I was especially confident that between the four of us, we would break her and make her ours, whether she liked it or not.
Chapter Seven
Kira
I could feel goosebumps raising all over my skin. I knew the four of them were watching me, studying me and staring at the curves of my backside as it jutted up toward them. The blood rushed a little to my head and I felt lightheaded, and I trembled just a bit in my bonds. What the hell was happening?
Fucking Christ. Get it together, Kira. You can handle anything, I thought to myself.
Those men in the hallway had made me feel like nothing more than a piece of meat. It pissed me off, and what made me even more furious was that Jax had made me do it. Bastard. It probably got him off seeing a naked human expose herself to his shipmates. In fact, his dick was probably hard right now.
It had been humiliating, shameful, and most embarrassingly, arousing. It fucking turned me on. Even now, my pebbled nipples were pressing into the leather beneath me and my pussy was wetter than ever. How the fuck was I getting aroused right now?
There was no way my captors wouldn’t notice.
The stinging feeling of Jax’s palm still made my pussy throb. When he’d slapped me there, I had been shocked, the pain overwhelming at first, but then, it had throbbed and spread deep into my core. Deep inside, there was a part of me that wanted him to do it again, but I would jump off a cliff before I admitted it to anyone.
Coltan reached behind my head and gripped my locks in his fingers, manipulating them into a long flowing braid, his hold confident and strong. Using a black hair tie, he threaded it around the end. Although a simple act, it took away the option of hiding my face behind the strands of my long dark hair. Dammit.
I gritted my teeth as I heard the swish of leather sliding across cloth echo loud in my ears. Zaavyr, Aedan, and Coltan took a seat on the black leather loveseat in front of me, watching as Jax circled around me like a wolf about to ambush its prey.
He knelt in front of me and met my eyes, his copper, black-rimmed irises searching deep inside my soul.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
“Kira, now that you’ve been captured, you’re going to have to learn some very important rules. You will never be free ever again. You are our property. Your body belongs to the Vakarrans now, not to you, not to your friends or anyone else. You will submit without a thought. You will never question our rule over you ever again, is that clear?” he said, his tone calm and confident and completely sure of himself.
I stared him down. He thought he would break me, but not if I could help it.
“Good fucking luck, asshole,” I spat, struggling to free myself, the leather around my thighs and wrists biting into my skin. His eyes hardened and crinkled around the edges, causing my stomach to drop to my toes and my blood to run cold.
I should have known better, shouldn’t have said a word and just been a meek little servant, but that wasn’t me. Would never be me. I was strong, a fighter and I’d go down kicking and screaming the entire way.
At least that’s what I would keep telling myself.
Jax rose to his feet and circled around me so that he was out of my sight. I heard the swish of leather cut through the air and a loud snap before I realized what had happened. Jax had whipped my ass with his belt.
Oh, my God.