“I think that’s a good idea.” He wrapped his arm around Devin’s back and slid his hands beneath her knees. Her soft cry and the desperate way she grabbed his shoulders told him she was more out of balance than he’d believed. “Let’s get you home.”
“I shall drive.” Cayl’s announcement drew a garbled protest from Devin but Mace only sighed and sent a baleful glare at the alien. “I have learned my lesson. I will keep my attention forward despite the most intriguing distraction of her naked form.” Cayl protested and defended at the same time. “And you must comfort Agent Denning.”
That was the one bit of logic that worked. Mace sighed and moved around to the passenger side of the car. Cayl opened the door and Mace sat down in the front seat, still holding Devin.
“I’m fine,” she said weakly, attempting to sit up.
“Just stay still. Cayl’s going to get us home safely.” He raised his voice to make sure Cayl heard him. Cayl grunted in response and started the car. Her skin felt cool to his touch. “Cuddle up, baby, let me get you warm.”
She moved into him, dropping her head on his shoulder. The jacket floated open and she turned, pressing her bare skin against him. He couldn’t have stopped his hands if he’d wanted to.
Heat would help, a little quiet would help, but then she was going to need something to release the horrible strain in her muscles. With no goal in mind, he let his hands wander over her body, up her sides, stopping to cup her breast, feeling the nipple respond to his touch, then moving on, the outsides of her thighs, her knees. Nothing particularly sexual but leaving no part of her untouched.
She squirmed within his hold, her hip rubbing against his cock. It wasn’t intentionally sexual but there was no way he could glide his hands across Devin’s naked body and not get hard. Just wasn’t happening. She drew her knees up and snuggled deeper, sighing. Knowing where he was leading her, where he wanted her to go, he couldn’t resist the opportunity. He slipped his hand beneath her hip and ran his finger along the length of her slit.
A jolt ran through her body but she didn’t pull away or lower her legs. He took that as an invitation and repeated the motion. The soft flesh was a little hotter, a little wetter this time. He lingered, letting his fingertips dip between her pussy lips. Fuck, it was all he could do not sink his finger into her cunt. She wasn’t ready for that but she would be. She wiggled, coming out of her fog just a little.
“That’s it, baby. We’re going to take you home…” He paused, giving her a chance to focus on his words. “And fuck you.”
She gasped but didn’t retreat, instead pushing against his touch. Slick liquid teased his fingers and he knew he had her, or had her body. Her mind was still a little distant but he would fix that.
The drive home went faster than he expected. He didn’t know if it was because Cayl drove like a bat out of hell or because he was wrapped up in soothing Devin but it seemed moments after they left the warehouse, they arrived at Mace’s house.
Devin tried to sit up when the arrived but Mace held her in place. Keeping her in his arms, he opened the door and lifted her up, carrying her toward the door.
“I can walk. Now.”
“Be still.” He gave her ass a quick tap, a little warning of what was to come. She squeaked and he saw the last little bits of her tension easing. She was focused on him.
Cayl went ahead of them, opened the door and stepped to the side as they entered.
“It is most intriguing,” he said. “The way my jacket flutters around her ass. It teases me to see more.”
Mace chuckled. “Why do you think lingerie is so popular?” Mace replied. Reality struck him again. All of Cayl’s comments, that Mace had thought were merely odd, were actually Cayl, learning about this world. It gave everything he’d said and everything they’d done a different meaning. Damn, he really had been the first to give the guy a blowjob and get one in return. Between him and Devin, they’d been Cayl’s first everything.
Well, he hadn’t been Cayl’s first fuck—yet.
Mace carried her up the stairs, yelling to Cayl to close the front door when it became obvious the alien was just going to leave it open. He moved right into his bedroom.
Hoping that they’d end up back here tonight, he’d made a bit of preparation, clean sheets, a supply of condoms, lube—just in case—and even a soft flogger. Nothing too painful but just something that would make her skin tingle, give her something to think about. He hadn’t planned on chasing down a real alien before they made it to his bedroom but everything would still work for the purpose of healing Devin.
He placed her feet on the floor and waited for her to straighten. She scooped her tumbled hair out of the way and pulled her shoulders back. The starch had returned to her spine. Mace couldn’t stop his smile. This was the woman who had laughed at him when he’d asked her out. The tiniest bit of fear lingered in her stare and he was going to take care of that.
“Take off the jacket.” He filled his voice with every bit of command he could find.
Devin blinked and shook her head as if she was preparing a protest but even as she did, her fingers gripped the jacket lapels and pulled them back, dragging the material back over her shoulders, leaving her body deliciously bare.
“I’m not sure this is a good idea,” she murmured, her voice low and a little forced as if she felt like she should protest but didn’t really want to. He listened to the desire beneath her words, the vibrating hunger that told him she needed this.
“It’s a very good idea.”
“And you did promise,” Cayl added from the doorway. He stepped through the opening and walked directly to Devin. His eyes wandered up and down her body. After a few minutes of that intense perusal, she started to squirm, her arms fluttering at her side as if she wanted to cover herself.
“Staring is rude,” Devin said, the tone was weak and held little of the prim, proper tone that usually filled her voice.
Cayl shook his head. “You are stunning. You should be naked for all to see.” A pretty pink tinged Devin’s cheeks. “And I was looking to assure myself that Harken did not harm you.”
Mace didn’t see any marks on her but that didn’t mean Harken hadn’t hurt her. He’d frightened her, made her vulnerable. Mace needed her to know she was safe with them.
“Are we going to fuck her now?” Cayl asked, glancing at Mace but quickly returning his gaze to Devin’s breasts. For an alien, he’d quickly become obsessed.
Devin opened her mouth—as if she had some way to stop them—but Mace jumped in.
“I think before we have her, she needs to be punished.”
Chapter Eleven
“Punished?” The word squeaked out of her throat. “For what?” That was stronger. “I was the one who got kidnapped.”
“Yes, and when we came to rescue you, you refused to stay on the side and let us handle it.”
She shook her head and crossed her arms under her breasts, plumping them just that extra little bit. Damn it was hard not to stare but he kept his gaze locked on her eyes.
“I’m a trained agent. It’s my job to project my charges.”
“We did not need your protection. You were wounded and should have relinquished the battle.” Cayl gave on sharp nod. “I agree with Mace on this. You should be punished.” He looked up at Mace and the lust flowing from Cayl’s stare almost knocked him back. “Will we spank her as we did before? She looked most intriguing bent over. It would be even better if we could fuck her afterward.”
Devin released a few garbled squeaks he assumed were protests but she made no move toward the door. Her breath got deeper and her cheeks a little pinker. She might deny it but she liked the idea.
“I think spanking her ass will be the perfect punishment.”
“I shouldn’t be punished,” she said again. “I did what I was trained to do.”
“But when a crazed alien is running about trying to kill us, you stay out of the way. I almost had a heart attack when you jumped on him.”<
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Her chin went up. “What? I’m being punished because you got scared? That hardly seems fair.”
The edge of his mouth pulled up in a half smile. “No one said life is fair. Bend over.”
“But—”
Cayl put his hands on her hips and turned her around so she faced the end of the bed. “It will be more comfortable if you place your hands here.”
He nudged her forward until her hands hit the crossbar at the bottom of Mace’s bed. Devin grabbed the rod and braced herself. She hesitated for just a moment then her body seemed to take control and she moved into position—pushing her ass out, spreading her legs.
Her pale skin showed three thin streaks of pink, like a cane had been used. The tiny hairs at the back of Mace’s neck stood up. Harken had hit her? Harken had dared touch his woman? His lips pulled back in a growl and he imagined Cayl clicking some button and bringing Harken back so Mace could kill him.
Devin squirmed, drawing Mace’s attention back to her. Let it go. He had to control his emotions or he might end up actually hurting Devin. He took a long slow breath in through his nose and released his stress. Harken was gone. Now Mace needed to take care of Devin. He rubbed his hands over the pink streaks.
“Does this hurt baby?”
Her breath caught but she shook her head. “Not too much.”
“Hmm, it will hurt will I do it. Enough to make you feel.”
She wasn’t quite ready to give in completely. “Wait, we should—”
“Hush, baby, just take your punishment like a good girl and then we’ll fuck you.”
“Yes,” Cayl whispered. He stroked his fingers up the back her thigh, along the sweet curve of her ass. “I would fuck her while she is bent like this. I wish to feel her ass against me while my dick is inside her. And you could be inside me as well.”
Mace’s cock leapt in his jeans. Fuck, as if the thought of having Devin wasn’t enough, Cayl was offering his ass.
“Spread your legs a little more, baby. Let’s get your ass pink and then we’ll move onto the fucking.”
She cried out, but lifted her right foot and placed it inches away, giving him a delicious space between her thighs, enough to see her pretty cunt. Hints of bright liquid glittered at the very top of her thighs. She might protest but she was turned-on, wanted this.
And a damn good thing because it would take a natural disaster to make him stop now.
“That’s it, baby. Damn that’s sweet.” He couldn’t hold back any longer. He reached out and skimmed his fingers up the inside of her thigh, teasing her pussy lips, just testing. Heat and liquid coated his fingers. It took all his restraint not to plunge his fingers into her but he wanted to wait, wanted her begging to be fucked before he filled her.
He straightened and looked at Cayl, his partner in this. Cayl crossed his arms over his chest and watched. He almost looked like a critical observer but the hunger hadn’t left his gaze. It grew, those eyes shining like stars in the night sky. It was freaky weird but pretty hot all the same.
Mace watched the round ass presented before him and flexed his fingers. He started with a quick sharp smack to each cheek, savoring the muted glow of her skin. It wouldn’t take much to make her pink.
“Nice, baby. So sweet.”
He punctuated his words with two more fast taps to her ass. Devin bit her lip and tried to hold back a cry. It hurt. Sort of. But it felt good too which made no sense. None of it made sense. She’d been doing what she was supposed to do. She’d been the one who—
Another smack landed on her ass, this one a little harder, made her head snap up.
“Pay attention,” Mace said. “Concentrate on this.” This was a flurry of sharp spanks that made her ass burn. She groaned and it was on her tongue to tell him to stop but the delicious pain blocked the sound. She couldn’t like this, shouldn’t, but every stroke shimmered into her pussy as a deep caress.
“Please.” She didn’t know what she was asking for, just that she needed. Mace did.
“Soon, baby. Soon you’ll get fucked. Get filled with hot hard cocks.” The image flooded through her core and she groaned. “That’s what you want, isn’t it, baby?”
“Yes.” The word slipped from her mouth, an almost silent whisper, but it reverberated through her head. What was she thinking? She should stop them. She should want to stop them. But every nerve in her body buzzed. Her pussy ached. Her ass burned with each touch and she wanted more—to be surrounded and filled and fucked.
Mace’s hand came down on her ass once again. The burn zipped into her cunt. The terror of the evening faded, her thoughts clouded by sensation, blurred until the corners of her mind glowed with twinkle lights. Every spank jolted her body, pain turning to pleasure as it filled her pussy. It was all she could do not to close her legs, try to find some relief. But the heat and liquid dripping from her cunt was too wicked, too seductive. She pressed up on her toes, pushing her ass back, meeting Mace’s next stroke.
“That’s it.” Strong rough fingers slipped between her thighs. The added sensation sent a new rush of moisture through her pussy. “Fuck, Cayl, she’s soaking wet.”
Reality tried to invade her thoughts, reminding her that she was bent over, offering her ass to two men but lust overcame her embarrassment and she squirmed, trying to guide Mace deeper, wanting more.
“Please.”
“She sounds most eager,” Cayl murmured even as another set of fingers slipped between her legs. Cayl moved deep caressing her pussy lips, dipping his finger into her passage. “I would say she’s more than ready to be fucked.”
Mace’s hand disappeared and moments later, Cayl’s touch followed.
“Not quite. Soon. Just a few more. I want her ass burning when I fuck her.”
That was all the warning Devin received before a series of fast sharp blows rained on her buttocks and thighs. The burn became an ache, filling her, consuming her. She danced beneath his blows, wanting more, needing something, needing his cock. Needing to feel him inside her.
“Fuck me!” She arched her back and pushed out her ass. “Please fuck me.” The words were almost a sob but minutes, seconds, heartbeats later he was there, filling her, sinking that thick hard cock into her pussy. She cried out as he drove in, her mind blurring.
She didn’t know who fucked her, which man. Didn’t care. Only knew he needed to keep on, needed to fill her. Thick and strong, he plunged into her, slamming hard, giving her what she needed. Thoughts swirled through her head and then evaporated, mysterious visions that held no meaning. Her senses were in control.
Tight fingers gripped her hips and held her in place as he thrust forward, every stroke trying to go deeper. Devin worked her ass back, meeting his thrusts, taking everything he had. She didn’t know if she could come. Didn’t matter. Feeling mattered. Having that huge cock batter her mattered. She needed this.
“Fuck, Cayl, help me. She’s flying.”
Slick hot fingers dipped into her slit, teasing her clit. A bright tingle zipped into her cunt, blending with the wicked fucking from Mace.
“That’s it, baby. Feel us. Take me.”
She moaned, Mace’s voice filling her head, driving her on. She slammed her hips back. He drove in deeper. The wicked finger teasing her clit fell into rhythm, pressing and sliding. Devin’s blurry mind seemed to focus, drilling down into the center of her core. The hard solid cock fucking her, the seductive finger stroking her, the two diabolical caresses working together until she couldn’t resist. Every muscle in her body seemed to tighten at once, a brief moment of tension before bright pleasure sparkled through her skin, flooding her pussy with delicious waves. Heat and release radiated from her core.
The strength left her body but strong hands caught her, held her in place as Mace continued to pound his cock into her. Driving deep, again and again, filling her until she cried out. She gripped the blankets, holding on as every stroke battered her senses, taking more, demanding more. The wicked tension in her pussy spun higher as
Cayl stroked her clit.
“Again. Let me feel it again,” Mace demanded, his voice rough and at the edge of control. He plunged his cock into her again, deep, holding himself inside her. His shout rang through the room. She groaned and buried her face in the blanket. Mace’s cock pumped inside her, easy pulses as he moved through his orgasm.
“Amazing.” Cayl’s breathless, almost worshipful tone caressed her hot skin. “Will she come as hard when I am inside her?” His fingers spread across her ass, the heat from Mace’s spanking lingering, not too painful, just enough.
“We can hope.” Mace’s rough fingers joined the teasing on her ass. Strange that she could distinguish their touches without seeing them. “Let’s get our pretty girl spread out and you can have her.” A powerful pause filled the space around them. “While I have you.”
Devin shivered and groaned. She wanted to see them together. Fucking. A rush of liquid flooded her pussy and she groaned.
“Hmm, I think she likes that idea.”
Mace wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her up, his cock still buried in her, still half hard. By the time he got them spread out and slicked up, he’d be ready to go again. Devin’s cunt contracted around him and he couldn’t stop himself rocking inside her once again.
“So tempting, baby, but Cayl’s been waiting all night to have this pussy and I want a turn at his ass.” With a squeeze to her hip, he pulled back, finally slipping out of her slick passage. A soft, wordless sound escaped from deep inside her as if she hated him leaving. Cayl supported her while Mace got rid of the condom.
She swayed in Cayl’s grasp her eyes glassy as he spun her around. Her lips hung open and her breasts rose and fell in long, deep breaths.
“She looks well fucked,” he said unable to keep the smug tone from his voice.
Cayl stepped closer, his head tilted in that observation pose. “I have seen this sight before, last night when I pulled out of her. Perhaps she is done for this night.”
Her eyes fluttered open and she gasped.
Mace chuckled. “No, I don’t think she’s done. She wants to you to fuck her.” He slid his hand between her legs, cupping her pussy. Hot liquid drenched his fingers. “She’s still slick and wet, ready for more cock.”
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