“A firm reminder that you’re no longer in charge, little human,” Zane answered, and Caleb laughed quietly.
“It’s a plug for your naughty little asshole. You’re going to wear it while we explain why we’re here in the first place. It’ll be a lesson for you to think before you act, because if you misbehave, you’re going to regret it,” Caleb explained.
I shivered in response.
The plug was hard and unforgiving, although the material felt silky and velvety soft against my sore skin. It stretched me wider than Caleb’s fingers had, and I whined because of it, but he was relentless. Slowly, the plug entered me, and I tried not to clench down or tighten my muscles against it. If I did, the burning ache of my body fighting against the intrusion was too much. I tried to behave and take it without complaint but found myself softly whimpering all the same.
Finally, the foreign object popped all the way inside me, a small protrusion between my cheeks spreading my ass just a little, enough to showcase the plug situated deep inside me. It felt heavy and strange, but even so, my clit throbbed with desire and I moaned softly.
The men released me then. Caleb picked me up and sat me down on the blanket and I yelped, my body weight pressing the plug a bit deeper inside me. He smirked, almost as if he could guess exactly what I was thinking.
I pulled my knees into my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs, only now noticing the marks the rope has left on my skin. Pretty indentations, almost like jewelry around my wrists and thighs. They were beautiful.
I ran one of my fingers over them, feeling the texture of the rope still on my flesh.
Valdus captured my wrist and brought it to his lips, kissing the mark of the rope left behind as if it were a bracelet.
Caleb ran his hand softly over my skin, his demeanor comforting now that he’d taught me a lesson with his cock.
The four of them surrounded me, petting me, massaging me, and caring for me as I came down from the onslaught of pleasure I’d just experienced. The beat of my heart gradually slowed and the heat within my body eventually subsided.
Even though they had just used me, fucked me, and claimed my virginity as theirs, they were there to catch me after it was all over. I closed my eyes and curled around them and my preconceived notions about the Vakarrans began to falter, just the slightest bit.
I should be dead according to the rumors and tales I’d heard of their species. I should have been beaten and whipped for my attempts at escape and especially for raising my fists to them, but I hadn’t been. Instead, despite their alpha natures, there was a certain gentleness about the four of them. A certain protective nature over me that I hadn’t ever expected. It was still too soon to tell, but maybe there was reason to doubt those stories I’d heard. Maybe the Vakarrans weren’t so bad after all?
Or maybe I was just delirious from the pleasure they’d given me.
Time would tell which of those versions were true.
* * *
I woke some time later, finding my body entangled with four Vakarrans on a soft blanket and mattress pad. Opening my eyes, I met Tavik’s gaze first. His eyes were soft, expectant, and friendly.
“Now that the battle is over, do you think we can talk about why we’ve come for you?” he whispered, slowly gathering me in his arms and onto his lap. Still naked, I tried to cover myself, but he knocked my hands away.
“Don’t cover yourself. You have a beautiful body. You shouldn’t be ashamed of a single inch of it,” he commanded, and I felt myself flush. No one had ever spoken to me like that before and my heart melted a little because of it.
My movements reminded me of the plug, still shoved deep inside my asshole and my body warmed with heated desire. My pussy tightened, remembering the events of just hours before and I sighed softly, still feeling the effects of the powerful pleasure that had taken over every square inch of my flesh.
I shook my head, trying to focus on the events at hand. I had to know why this group of Vakarrans had come for me, why they’d taken it upon themselves to capture me and take me as their captive, if they were as dangerous as I’d been told. I had to know more.
“How did you know I was here? That I even existed,” I asked softly, almost as though I was afraid of the answer.
“There’s a lot that’s happened outside y
our forest, Kaela,” he answered.
“Are my sisters dead? Did you kill them? Torture them?” I pressed, keenly aware of his grip tightening on my breast.
“No. They aren’t dead. In fact, they sent me to capture you and return you to them. Or at least, Alaina and Danika had a hand in it,” he explained. I was silent as he spoke. I had to decide whether or not to believe him.
He explained how Kira had been captured first and brought to the ISS Starrider. How the First Battalion had taken her and claimed her as theirs. Next, he talked about Alaina and Danika and how they and their Vakarran mates had fought back against the Vakarran army, abandoning their posts in the military in order to stay with their women. Then, he explained the Resistance and how they’d established themselves in the Atlanta underground. They were fighting to free Earth from the alien’s clutches. They were fighting for our freedom. My heart swelled with pride.
And a man named Commander Nix was coming for them.
Tavik described him as a cruel man and I had no doubt that he was telling the truth, the conviction and determination behind his words palpable.
“So, my sisters sent you to bring me to them?”