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  Kaleb drew back and raised an eyebrow. “You’re not paying attention. What are you doing behind my back?”

  “You think I’m not involved? Feel this.” Not about to tell him what she was planning, she let the loops dangle from one hand. Grabbing his hand, she brought it to her breast, letting him feel the hardened peak pressing against his fingers through the cloth.

  She didn’t give him any more time to think. She fastened her lips over his and pressed him back to the bed. He went willingly. His tongue stroked hers. She straddled his hips. In the mood to tease and excite, she circled her hips. The hard ridge of his cock pressed against her pussy, separated only by their clothing. She could feel the slick juices coating her folds. Making him wild only drove her need higher.

  Dropping the twisted material out of his sight, she slid both her hands down and began working on his shirt. She pushed it as far apart as it would go, baring his chest to her gaze and her touch.

  He chuckled and his hands went to her sleeveless, thin-strapped shirt. Before she knew what was happening, he was pushing it up over her breasts. His attempts to get it over her head frustrated her efforts to remove his pants. The fabric bunched around her neck. With an annoyed growl, she fought free of the fabric. His fingers worked on her belt and then on her pants. He pushed at the snug cloth but couldn’t get it past her hips because of her spread legs. When she finally finished with his pants, she got up long enough to strip out of the rest of her clothes and help him out of his.

  Licking her lips, she went back to him. Reaching between them, she positioned his cock and slowly lowered herself down onto his shaft. His hands went to her breasts the moment she again settled astride him. His hands lifted and cupped the full weight of the globes. The heat of his palms and the scrape of his fingers across her nipples caused a shiver to tear down her spine. Every flick across the tight peaks sent a sweet sharp sensation shooting straight to her pussy.

  She rocked her hips in a slow rhythm. One of his hands lifted and curled around her neck, urging her down to him. His eyes ran over her face and then down to her breasts. Eyes locking on the lush globes, he licked his lips. Heat rushed through her. She knew exactly how good his mouth felt against her breasts and she wanted that, but she had to keep focused. She pulled back, resisting his tugging. Grabbing his left hand, she pushed it to the bed above his head and did the same with his right.

  “Mmm, feeling aggressive, aren’t we?” He smiled, lifting his wrists off the bed even with her weight pressing on them. With a wink, he let his arms drop to the mattress.

  She shook her head. No subtlety at all. “Let’s just say I’m going to work out my frustrations.”

  Her breasts brushed against his chest as she lifted her hips. She lowered her head and sucked at his lip. His tongue lapped at her upper lip, distracting her from her play. She kissed him, her tongue stroking against his as she lowered her hips.

  Releasing his hands, she fumbled for the silk loops. Her fingers brushed across the sheet, finally touching the silky twisted cloth. By feel, she found one of the loops and slipped it over his hand, leaving it loose. Twining the fabric around the support pole, she lifted his other wrist.

  He nipped her lips, drawing her attention back to him. She rotated her hips in a small circle. The pressure against her clit sent a new flare of desire straight to her core. Her inner muscles tightened around his cock. Gulping, she reached up and tried again, lifting his wrist and managing to slide the loop onto it.

  With a tug, she tightened the loops. Sitting back, she smiled down at him as she gently rocked her hips. He tugged on his wrists and the support pole jolted. The side of the tent swayed.

  Raising her hips until just the head of his cock was inside her, she smiled down at him. “If that comes down, I get up and leave. There’s a dress over there that I can just tug over my head.”

  His eyes closed and a low groan rumbled through his chest. His hips punched up, trying to drive back into the slick heat of her channel. She let him drive into her and then drew back. Lowering her hips, she took his length and then rose over him again.

  “You think I’d let you make it out?” He angled his head to get a good look at what she’d done.

  The burning need grew hotter and she forced herself to go slow. She wanted to ride him hard and fast. But Gods, she was having fun teasing him.

  “I know I’d make it out.” She smiled and plunged down as his hips surged up against her.

  She leaned forward and put her hands in his, lacing her fingers with his. His hand tightened around hers as his hips arched. His pelvis pressed against her clit. Her head tipped back as the piercing heat built. She couldn’t hold back anymore. She needed to come.

  Panting, she began to ride him faster. His hips punched up with every upward stroke, luring her back down onto his thick cock. She felt her climax rising, the tightening of her muscles. Her mouth fastened over his in a fierce, hard kiss as they moved together.

  Light burst in front of her eyes and pleasure ripped through her as she came. He arched up against her and she felt the hot stream of his semen splash inside her. Collapsing onto him, she sprawled across his chest, her fingers still laced with his.

  When she raised her head, she found him smiling at her. She raised a brow at that smug expression. His fingers tightened on hers as he moved his hands apart, pulling the fabric taut. The pole didn’t even move. He pulled harder and the cloth ripped. The pole shuddered but remained standing.

  “I like your games, i’ma. I’m certain you’re going to love mine.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Lina paced restlessly. The confines of the camp seemed to get smaller with every pass. She hadn’t left the camp in ten days. A walk with Shard and Kaleb the day after Lido and Jalan had left had been the last time that she’d been outside the camp. Even without solid walls surrounding her, she felt confined, restrained, imprisoned.

  She had to get out of this place. The tiron within her stirred restlessly, snarling in bad temper. Much more of this and I’ll probably bite someone, Lina thought with a chuckle.

  She stalked over to Jaksen who’d been left in charge of the camp. “I want out of this cage.”

  “The Ardin have left orders that no one is to leave camp except those going to search the ruins.” Jaksen looked at her without expression. “Why don’t you wait and talk with the Ardin?”

  In no mood to be reasonable, she growled. “Either one of the other men or you goes with me for a walk or I’ll go on my own.”

  “We can’t let you do that. We have to follow the Ardin’s orders. Everyone is to stay in camp.” Jaksen’s mouth dropped open in astonishment. He apparently wasn’t accustomed to women with the temerity to try to give him ultimatums.

  “Then try to stop me. I’m leaving this camp for a little while, one way or another.” She stared at him, unimpressed by his greater size.

  She saw something that looked like relief flash across the man’s face. It should have given her warning, but she was too wrapped up in her need to move among the trees. The first hint of danger came to her in the sheer silence of the camp. That lack of sound in the normally bustling atmosphere raised the hairs on the back of her neck.

  “You’re expected to obey the same rules every other person does, Lina.” Shard’s hard voice boomed into the abnormal silence of the camp.

  She whirled and found that all the men who had left the camp to go search the ruins had returned. “Your rules are making me insane. I feel like a prisoner. I can’t leave the camp. I’m not allowed to go aboard the Sendar without being accompanied by a man. I need to run, to move freely and I no longer care if it breaks your damn rules.”

  She bared her teeth and didn’t back away from them. Shard and Kaleb stood side by side on the other side of the camp. Dressed identically in brown camouflage shirts, brown camouflage pants and brown boots, they’d blend perfectly with the forest of the area where they were working.

  Both glowered at her. Those heavy stares fell on h
er like a block of vilidium. In fact, that heavy metal might have felt lighter. It wasn’t easy to maintain her defiance in the face of the two large intimidating men. She knew that they would never hurt her. That didn’t mean that she would be able to do what she wanted when she wanted.

  “Well, every woman pushes and earns her first punishment from her mate sooner or later. For most women, it’s later, but you haven’t displayed any sign of timidity since shortly after I pinned you.” Shard advanced toward her slowly, watching her for any sign that she was going to bolt.

  Lina watched as Shard and Kaleb separated. She recognized the tactic. Divide and surround. They were making certain that she didn’t have a chance of getting away if she chose to run.

  She wasn’t running. They could snarl all they wanted. She was already close to her limits. She needed to get out of this camp.

  Kaleb’s hand locked around her upper arm. “It’s time to pay for your disrespect and your threats.”

  “You’re treating me like a prisoner. You know I can take care of myself. I’m not a helpless female who’s never been out of a thent. I need some freedom,” Lina growled.

  She wasn’t going to fight, claw, scream or resist in any way. First, it would gain her nothing. They were much too strong for such tactics to work. Second, it would only succeed in infuriating them. They were already angry. She wasn’t adding to it. She just wasn’t going to back away from them either.

  Fate had landed her with two alpha males as mates. Alphas were impossible to manage, at least these two were. She hadn’t won an argument since she met them. They all knew that she couldn’t beat them physically in a fight—even one on one. As she glared up at Kaleb, a stray thought flickered through her mind. Who are the lucky women getting all the betas?

  “You’ll follow the orders given for your safety. There will be no further discussion about it.” Kaleb growled, drawing her toward the tent.

  She could hardly keep up with his long, quick strides. “Like there’s much discussion about anything else. You’ve had everything your own way since we met.”

  They heard the grumbled complaint. They didn’t respond verbally, although Kaleb’s fingers tightened a bit around her arm. They merely marched her into the Dura-tent.

  “Onto the bed.” Shard stood with his feet braced apart and a stern frown on his face as he looked at the defiance on her face.

  Kaleb drew in a deep breath. “I can’t help admiring your courage. Most newly married women would be apologizing, trying to avert the punishment.”

  “Would they?” Her lips curled. They shouldn’t expect her to be like everyone else. She wasn’t a kitten who’d known nothing but the safety of a thent.

  Shard nodded “They’d plead and promise better behavior. You’re glaring at us and that glitter in your amber eyes has more to do with anger than it does meek submissiveness.”

  “And you’d be bored in a day if I was.” She sniffed and looked at the wall of the tent.

  “You’re truly an alpha female and because of it, keeping you safe is a nightmare. But you have to respect our orders even if you don’t agree with them.” Kaleb’s fingers grasped her chin and turned her to face him.

  Lina raised her head and stepped onto the bed, blatantly refusing to show them submission. A bright light flashed around her and she felt a pulling sensation in her stomach. Spots swam in front of her eyes, a little worse than they had the last time. When her vision cleared, she blinked, because she couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

  In the clearing, Shard and Kaleb stood beside what looked to be a low, padded bench with cuffs at the base of the legs on one end. It was entirely black, even the cuffs. The legs were thick, appeared to be metal and looked very sturdy. She swallowed nervously. Oh Lady, she didn’t think she could break free of that.

  “Strip and lie down on your stomach on the bench with your hands near the cuffs.” A muscle twitched along Kaleb’s cheek and his green eyes glinted silver.

  Lina stared at the two fully-dressed men. No softness lightened either of their expressions, no understanding. She had no doubt that if she refused to do as they wanted, they would strip her and it would make them even angrier than they were now.

  She stripped out of her blue skirt and shirt, glared at them one last time, stepped forward and lowered her body to the bench. It was shorter than it looked—just long enough to support her upper body.

  As soon as her breasts touched the padded bench, it began reshaping, dropping away and curving inward. She jerked upward at the strange occurrence, but a large hand placed between her shoulder blades pressed her firmly to the cloth-covered bench. The bench kept moving, shrinking, just where her breasts touched it, until it was only a thin strip pressed into the valley between her breasts. The round mounds hung down on either side of it.

  “Magic, i’ma.” Shard knelt beside her and fastened her wrists into the padded cuffs. “We wouldn’t want these gorgeous breasts crushed during your punishment.” His fingers teasingly plucked at a dangling nipple.

  “Get it over with,” she growled, tugging on her wrists, trying to move the cuffs. They didn’t even jiggle when she used all her strength to jerk the cuff away from the bench. The sure knowledge that they did intend to punish her sounded a warning alarm in her head.

  “That isn’t a contrite attitude and won’t help you.” Kaleb smiled because she couldn’t see it.

  He gazed at the elegant line of her back, so proud, so defiant, even in this position. Slowly, he ran his hand over the smooth, silky skin, from shoulder to the rounded curves of her ass. The muscles twitched beneath his hand as he smoothed his fingers over her right butt cheek in a small circle.

  He watched a shiver roll through her body as his hand slid over her back, caressing her. Her muscles relaxed beneath his touch. He felt her body soften and heat and saw her rising desire in the swollen, wet, pink pussy. He could only imagine the war being waged inside her. The sure knowledge that she would be punished for her defiance battled with rising desire.

  Remember not to let her climax. The punishment won’t be as memorable if she finds satisfaction. Shard caught Kaleb’s eyes. The spell must be placed at the height of her need.

  Shard lifted Lina’s braid and placed it on the other side of her head, allowing both men a clear view of her face. A delightful flush of desire tinted her cheeks a lovely rosy red. Her eyes showed a mixture of confusion, anger and desire.

  You’ll have to watch her too. If you see that she needs something extra during the punishment, give it to her. Kaleb gripped her hips. Gods, she was beautiful…and aroused. The scent of her sweet, juicy cunt drifted up to him. He wanted to fuck her, but he wouldn’t. This was too important.

  They had to know that she would obey them when they gave her an order concerning her safety. He grimaced. The mere thought of her in danger shot a bolt of fear and anger straight into his gut. His stomach tightened into a knot, yet still he could feel the churning uncertainty.

  Shard’s thumb brushed over her cheek and then drifted down to her full, lower lip. With gentle, slow strokes, his finger glided back and forth.

  She’s heating nicely, Kaleb thought, running his hand from buttock to thigh, roaming from outer to inner thigh in slow sweeps. He brushed his hand over the glistening, pink lips of her sex, flicked his fingers over her clit. She tensed as his fingers slid away from that sensitive area.

  “You sought to defy orders given for your protection and you did so knowing that it would earn you punishment.” Shard’s fingers on her chin ensured that she was looking at him.

  “Yes,” Lina didn’t even think about lying.

  Smack! A swat landed with stinging force on her buttocks. Surprise held her immobile for a moment, but then her only thought was to move. Her head shot up and she wrenched her arms, trying to twist the cuffs free, but failed to budge them. She wriggled on the bench, trying to get away from the hot prickles spreading across her rear.

  Every nerve in her body froze then burst into fre
nzied excitement. Outrage mixed with wanton enjoyment. The conflicting emotions heightened every sensation. Hot cream spilled onto her thighs as her pussy clenched. Need pulsed through her, from her hard, tingling nipples to the empty ache within her cunt. The hot throb from her right butt cheek was the least of the sensations boomeranging through her body. She could feel the blood pulsing through her, a pounding ache in her clit.

  A nasty suspicion of just what they were doing, just what the real punishment would be, fluttered through her mind. This wasn’t going to be the simple lecture and spanking that she’d expected upon first seeing the bench. They were planning to excite her, spank her and leave her hanging.

  “Our rah’ki is wet, hot for us. Could it be that you like this, i’ma?” Two of Kaleb’s thick fingers slid into her tight cunt as he began a circular torment of her clit. With torturous slowness, those digits began to move inside her, shuttling back and forth in the hot, slick channel.

  A mewl escaped Lina’s lips as her hips pressed back into his fingers. They immediately withdrew from her. Warm hands cupped her breasts. Shard’s eyes locked with hers as he plucked at her nipples. Sharp sensation danced through her, tightening the knot of desire low in her stomach.

  Kaleb moved to the side and waited until Shard had his fingers in her pussy. Shard twisted the nipple of one breast while he withdrew his fingers from her pussy, beginning a slow, torturous rhythm.

  Lina half expected the swat because of all the maneuvering. When it landed, fire exploded across her buttocks. Her pussy clenched tightly around the two fingers sliding slowly out of her. She pushed back, seeking to engulf those fingers within her needy pussy. His thumb flicked over her clit as those thick digits shuttled into her sultry channel.

  When they pulled back, she once again pushed back, needing their thickness within her. A swat landed, then another and another. The needy ache in her cunt flared with each stinging crack of Kaleb’s hand on her ass. She was shaking with need, panting as she thrust her ass back, meeting each blow, her cunt clamping around those fingers each time they drove into her.