Wedded to the Warriors (Captive Brides Book 1)

by Sara Fields

  “Gorgeous, you crossed a line tonight and put yourself in terrible danger, sneaking off to meet Trev and Rhys and we weren’t there to protect you. Why would you do something like that, babe? Were you not happy with us? Did you wish for their touch instead?”

  Already, more tears threatened at the corners of her eyes and she gulped with shame before she began to answer.

  “No, I didn’t want them. I desire the three of you, not those two. They said they’d bring me back to Earth. They promised me the world and instead, they were going to sell me to some aliens called the Jurgorgs. I was so scared and stupid and I was mad at Tobias for threatening to use his belt on me. I just, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me,” she cried, unable to hold back her tears any longer. She hadn’t even started getting spanked yet and she was already a sputtering, sobbing mess.

  “Don’t worry, little one. When this is all over, you’ll be forgiven and you’ll be our good girl again,” Cole said.

  “Yeah, don’t worry, babe. We’ll make this gorgeous ass all hot and red and then, if you’re extra good, maybe we’ll allow you to have an orgasm tonight,” Luke chimed in as his broad palm patted the sensitive skin on her thighs. “But, even I have to agree, you’ve earned quite the punishment tonight.”

  “Yes, sir,” she whined, her voice low.

  Luke didn’t wait much longer and while gripping the far side of her hip with one hand, the other cracked solidly against her right cheek. He didn’t start slow or easy; instead, his spanks came fast and hard. It didn’t take long for the sting of his heavy smacks to work its way across her skin and she was yelping in no time. His hand cupped and caught the underside of her bottom, twice in such a sensitive area and she cried out in shock. Luke’s hand was very thuddy and she felt the burn deep in her flesh long after each spank left her trembling globes.

  Luke spanked her for a little while longer, before pausing and she caught a shaky breath.

  “Arch your back, babe and we’ll get my portion of your spanking over with. I’m going to spank those sit spots ten times, five on each side, and then you will go over Cole’s lap for further discipline.”

  She whimpered softly as she obeyed, curving her back so that her entire bottom was very much on display. His arm curved underneath her hips and his fingers rested on her pussy, grazing against her clit.

  “Oh, please, Luke, I’m so very sorry for what I’ve done.”

  He didn’t answer and instead, slapped his palm down on the very sensitive skin where her upper thighs and bottom met. Again and again he spanked her there and she struggled to keep her position. Desperately, she wanted to press her hips back down onto his strong lap against the bulge she knew was there, waiting for her. Instead, his fingers dragged back and forth across her pulsing bud and an incredible mixture of pleasure and pain rushed over her like a surge during a storm. The last two spanks were extra hard and she cried out.

  When he finally let her go, she sighed, her body at war about whether she should be enjoying this punishment, or whether she should hate it. Luke helped her to stand and she couldn’t help but notice the rampant arousal that coated her inner thighs.

  Raising her eyes, she made her way over to Cole and he gently guided her over his knees. She knew he was very disappointed in her and that his spanking would probably be harder than Luke’s had been. With a nervous swallow, she looked over at Tobias, who had his hands placed on his belt.

  “Is it just going to be your hand?” she wondered aloud to the sweet but stern dominant who was about to discipline her naughty cheeks.

  “No, little one. You’re getting paddled by me. It’s made out of the prettiest light wood and is bound to teach naughty girls like you a lesson that you won’t soon forget.”

  “Did you have it with you, just in case I was a bad girl?”

  “I put one in the car, should I ever need to punish you when we were out exploring. I didn’t quite think I would need to use it so soon though, sweet one.”

  “Oh, please, Cole!”

  “Now, now, little one. You know better. I’m going to spank you till you cry, my naughty wife. You put your safety in jeopardy and that isn’t going to be forgiven until you’re a truly sorry and repentant young lady, with a red hot bottom to go with it.”

  The small wooden paddle cracked down on her already warm ass and she whimpered. He peppered her bottom quickly and when she began to kick to try to avoid the blows, he paused and resituated her so that his leg crossed over the backs of her knees. There was no way she was escaping from his grasp now. She couldn’t move her legs even an inch.

  The implement bit into her skin once again and before long, she was fighting off tears at its terrible sting. Her body sang at his harsh treatment and as much as she wanted to hate it, she could feel her liquid heat pooling between her legs. She wanted to cry at the hard spanking, yet her body desperately begged for more.

  His one hand pressed down on her lower back and the spanks grew heavier. She held it together until he laid a few smacks across her upper thighs and then her tears began to escape against her will. He spanked her there, over and over until she was really crying. Indeed, she was already a very well punished wife and she still had one more spanking to take.

  Cole finally put the paddle down and rubbed and massaged her hot cheeks. Her tears quickly dried at his gentle treatment and when she had calmed, he lifted his leg from the back of hers, allowing her to curl up in his lap.

  They stayed like that for a few minutes, him hugging her to his chest, with his hands running soothingly over her body.

  “Come now, sweet girl, it’s Tobias’s turn. Go finish the rest of your punishment so that you may be forgiven.”

  She nodded silently into his chest. Cole helped her up and then she made her way over to Tobias. His heavy, commanding gaze stared at her and her insides quivered at the sight. She pressed her thighs together in an attempt to keep her arousal from dripping down her legs and despite all her efforts to quell her desire, a moan escaped her lips.

  “On your knees, Aimee. I want you to take off my belt and hand it to me. Then, I want you to ask me to punish you. I expect no hesitation, mate,” he demanded, his knees drifting apart to make room in front of him for her.

  She obeyed quickly, pausing only for a second to admire the massive girth of his cock, hidden by the dark material of his pants. Unbuckling his belt, she heard the distinct swish of leather as she pulled it from the loops about his waist. Her fingers trembled as she took the soft hide into her grasp and took a deep breath before passing it to him. He took it confidently and guided her to lie flat on one of the long limousine seats.

  “You’re going to get ten with the belt from me tonight and I hope to never have to repeat such an important lesson. You disobeyed my words directly and left our sights. You also ignored my warning about Rhys and Trev. You do not know this world as we do and because of that, you must listen to whatever we tell you, no matter what it is.”

  “Yes, sir,” she answered, knowing that he expected her full submission. Her bottom, already hot and very well punished, trembled as she awaited his final discipline.

  His hand traveled up the length of her spine, gripping the hair at the nape of her neck into a tight fist. She gasped and her pussy clenched in response. She moaned as he arched her backwards and her body, feeling as though it was made of butter, responded almost violently to his dominant touch. She wanted him, craved him, and couldn’t wait until he claimed her with his cock.

  Instead, he pulled a bit harder on her hair and swung the belt down to strike both vulnerable globes at the same time. She yelped as a line of fire burned across her bottom, as another quickly struck just below the first. His grip on her hair was tight and her body yielded to him as she lifted her hips in anticipation of the next bite of the leather. There was little she could do but take his punishment and once she realized this, his spanking suddenly became much easier to take.

  He thrashed up and down her backside with the supple leather and p
aused when she only had a few left.

  “Up on your knees.”

  She obeyed immediately and was rewarded with three last smacks to her upper thighs and lower bottom cheeks. Her body shook with her sobs by the end, when he finally threw the belt to the car floor and picked her up in his arms.

  She felt his own body tremble beneath her and knew the experience had been equally powerful for him, as it had been for her.

  “Don’t ever do anything like that again, mate. I love you and I don’t want to see you get hurt, ever,” he said softly, his voice shaking with emotion. “I forgive you, we forgive you. It’s all over, your punishment is done.”

  Her bottom was so hot, throbbing with the burn from Luke’s hand, Cole’s paddle, and Tobias’s heavy belt, but she didn’t care. She was safe and alive and in the arms of the men she loved.

  “You love me?”

  “So much, Aimee. Same as Luke and Cole. We love you. You’re our wife and we will cherish you and protect forever. Ollorin men take only one mate during their lives and you are ours. Our one and only.”

  She moaned softly, unable to resist the pull of his commanding nature and brought her lips to meet hers. Surrounded by his massive bulging arms, she had never felt safer and more turned on in her life. Looking at her three men, she purred softly.

  “Please. Take me home. I want to show you all what a good girl I can be for my mates,” she said, smiling seductively.

  Tobias snapped his fingers and the car pulled away from the side of the road within a few seconds. He grinned back at her, his expression darkening with his lust.

  “Oh, my beautiful mate, our fun is just beginning.”

  Chapter Twelve

  In no time, their car pulled up in front of her men’s home. Luke helped her to dress, mumbling that he didn’t want anyone looking at what was rightfully theirs and she giggled, all while thanking him. Arto sauntered off, muttering that he was going to guard the perimeter and none of them protested in the slightest.

  Tobias lifted her up into his arms and whisked her into the elevator, Cole and Luke following closely after them. They arrived at the entrance to their quarters quickly and entered into the living room area. Sauntering down the hall, the commander placed her on her feet before a closed door and turned her toward him.

  He gripped the neck of her beautiful dress and the sound of fabric tearing filled the air. In seconds, her breasts bounced free, her nipples hardening under his scrutinizing gaze. His muscles tightened and ripped the material down to her waist, before letting it drop to the floor without a care. The ruined dress pooled around her feet. She was completely naked before him and she couldn’t help it as a quiet moan emerged from deep inside her.

  Her core pulsed and throbbed and liquid heat pooled between her thighs. She wanted all of them and she hoped they would take her very soon. She even yearned for them to take her all at once. Licking her lips, she allowed her eyes to drift down to the bulge hidden by his pants and wanted him even more.

  “Get on your knees.”

  Reaching behind her, he swung the door open and grinned seductively down at her.

  “Crawl inside, mate. Keep your eyes on the floor until I give you permission to look.”

  “Yes, sir,” she responded, a thrill of excitement nearly bursting inside her. Following his instructions, she slunk forward, knowing all three of them could see her pussy and the entirety of her ass. Without a doubt, they’d see that she was wetter than she’d ever been before. Even though she had hated disappointing her men, the entire memory of her punishment was highly erotic to her. She imagined them spanking her naked bottom, forcing her to submit to their dominance and rules and her body heated further. She was so hot and her heartbeat pulsed heavy in her ears.

  “Keep your eyes on the floor. Sit back on your heels and spread your legs. Place your hands on the back of your neck and arch those pretty breasts forward. Show me how turned on you are, mate,” Tobias commanded and she groaned with desire as she followed his instructions, opening her thighs wide for him, for all of them.

  “Damn, Tobias. That position makes our mate look so freaking sexy. I mean, look at the way her breasts are reaching for us, the way her pink pussy glistens with her honey,” Luke growled low with his own lust.

  “Such a good girl. She deserves a reward,” Cole said seductively and she shivered when the three of them lifted her up off the floor. Her chest rose and fell, her body so hot that she felt like she couldn’t get quite enough air into her lungs. Tobias raised her arms over her head, stretching her body so that the bottoms of her feet touched the floor. She would have looked around, but he hadn’t told her that she had permission yet. She kept her eyes down, steady on the plush gray carpet beneath them.

  “Legs apart,” he ordered, as she felt him binding her wrists tightly but not painfully with soft, smooth rope that must have dangled from the ceiling. When he finished she was stretched tall, but she remained comfortable with her toes still touching the floor, supporting her weight. Her legs were spread wide and she felt her arousal drip down her thighs. She moaned low, sensation racing through her sensitive skin.

  “You may look now, little one,” Cole whispered in her ear and she tentatively looked in Tobias’s direction. He nodded and she allowed her gaze to study her surroundings.

  The room was painted a dark gray color and decorated with plush-looking purple velvet drapes. There were no windows, but a wide variety of kinky implements were hooked on pegs through the room. There was a rack of canes, a dozen different types of floggers, leather straps and wooden paddles, and quite a few implements she couldn’t identify. A plush mattress was pushed back against the wall in the back corner, with a spanking bench next to it. A big padded chair was in another corner of the room, with leather straps for her wrists and ankles.

  With wide eyes, she looked back at her men and swallowed, licking her lips. She couldn’t help but realize that her body was thrumming hotter by the second. Her hips rocked forward slightly and she struggled to still herself.

  “Each of us is going to pick something off the walls to torture you with. How does that sound, mate?”

  “Oh, yes, please,” she moaned, low and sensual.

  She watched as Luke picked up a crop and then turned her head to see Cole choose a pair of floggers off the wall, and she shivered visibly when Tobias selected a cane.

  Tobias started first. The cane tapped at her well-punished cheeks and she flinched slightly, solely out of nervousness and not pain. She’d never been caned and was anxious, especially after reading about the way the heroines in books carried on when disciplined with one. Did Tobias want to punish her still? Or would he play her body to a feverish pitch, so that she was so desperate for release that she begged for it? Curiosity getting the best of her, she moaned softly.

  The cane snapped against her bottom lightly, enough to sting a little at first, building greater as time went on. Her body, already pulsing with need, tensed, a war of pleasure and pain coming to a head inside her. Luke stood in front of her, tapping his crop gently against her pebbled nipples and she cried out at the incredible feeling. Behind her, a pair of floggers grazed across her skin, a soft massage compared to the sharper bites of both the crop and the cane.

  A silky blindfold covered her eyes next and her world went black.

  Sensations assaulted her body one after another as the implements kissed her body, paying special attention to her ass, her breasts, and her bare pussy. The crop snapped against her clit and she cried out just as the cane sliced across her bottom at the exact same time. The thongs of the floggers bit across her nipples and she was so wild with need that she nearly lost it.

  “Please, I need to come,” she begged, her hips rolling wildly.

  “You will wait until I give you permission,” Tobias answered and she dared not disobey him. A line of fire cracked against her backside and she cried out, so aroused that the stroke only burned with a dull ache. Instead, her lust was so great that every strik
e with the implements her men had selected made her hotter and hotter.

  The flogger caressed her breasts, the thin tips of leather biting into her nipples as Cole snapped it against her. The crop tapped her clit and the cane lay against her bottom cheeks.

  “You may come, mate,” Tobias said, and all at once the cane spanked her, the crop smacked her clit, and the floggers snapped against the hardened buds of her breasts. It was too much. Too much pleasure and the tight coil of need finally snapped inside her.

  Her pussy clenched down hard and every muscle in her body tightened as she quivered with her release. Her orgasm was so powerful that her toes curled, leaving the floor as her body shook with her desire. Strong arms supported her from underneath; how many, she didn’t know.

  Her passion ran through her, white hot in intensity. When her body finally calmed, a pair of hands reached up and released her from her bonds. Someone caught her and the blindfold was torn off her head.

  She looked up to see Luke, who had a contagious grin plastered to his face. She giggled and smiled back at him.

  “Gorgeous, that was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he paused, an excited grin taking over him. “But now, we’re going to fuck you, all of us, at the same time.”

  “Oh, please, yes. I want all of you,” she whimpered.

  Luke sat down on the bed and lay back, lifting her so that the wide head of his cock pressed at the entrance to her pussy. She was so wet, she knew that he’d have no problem claiming her when he wanted. He was so big that she felt tiny in his presence, thin and beautiful and entirely sexy.

  Cole placed his chin on her shoulder and she moaned as Luke pressed her down, his large shaft stretching her wide.

  “I’m going to fuck this pretty little ass of yours, little one,” Cole said and she groaned as Luke brought her breasts down to his chest. Behind her, her sweet mate pulled her cheeks apart, revealing her tight rosette to his view. She felt herself blush, knowing he could see everything, her most secret place and loved every second of it.