Captured Obedience
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“The white man’s government lies.”
“Yes, they have not kept their word to your people, but we force them to be more truthful these days.” Sterling was in his instruction mode.
“Sometimes we make them more accountable.” Paxton wasn’t in instruction mode.
Sterling ignored him. “The problem is, you’re in their books now and the government identifies us as your instructors for the assimilation. If we had gotten to her first, it would have been so much easier. We would have done the work first and then revealed her presence.” He looked back at his woman. “We must step up your assimilation before the danger is too great. Do you understand?”
“Yes, but this is not important if the skinwalker is out there and gets to me first. Lakan wants to kill me because I’m the only one who can destroy him.”
Sterling firmed his voice. “You let us decide what is important and stop saying you have to do this.”
“You don’t understand me. It’s foolish to ignore my words.”
“I might not agree, but I understand. You’re scared. We won’t let anything happen to you.” Sterling looked at the other two men and back to Maya. “Do you want to tell them what you told me last night? Can I tell them what happened after we went to bed?”
“Of course. I am for all three of you and you are for me. The dream said so. My dreams are true. That’s why we need to destroy Lakan. My dreams say he will capture me.”
Zander, who had remained quiet, responded. “And what happens?”
“I don’t know. My dream always ends there.”
It was quiet for a while. “We will protect you, little rabbit.” Paxton was adamant.
She nodded. “I know you’ll try, but he is cunning.”
“So are we.” A call was coming in and Sterling stood with Maya, setting her down on her feet. Maya moved over to crawl into Paxton’s lap. Surprised but accepting, he looked over at Zander who was smiling. This young woman was crawling into his heart as quickly as she did his lap.
Sterling returned and said, “I spoke to an expert on the area and the native population. He is sending over some of his personal information that we can’t get off the research web.”
“Good,” said Zander. “You can get so much more from personal conversations.”
“Right. Now, I want us to discuss what we talked about last night, Maya. Are you comfortable with that?”
“Yes.”
“Okay so this happened after we all went to bed, and Maya came to mine.”
Sterling described their lovemaking succinctly and clinically. It took three sentences. After the conversation, Maya seemed more uncomfortable. She rose from her seat on Paxton after kissing his cheek and swung up into Zander’s lap. If she wondered what it would take to get these men to believe her, she had found a way. They responded to her physically.
“Maya, it’s time for the implant and the full physical. I’ve put it off but it’s time now. If she is sleeping with us, there is likely to be consummation. Darla, take notes during the exam and implantation.” Sterling had taken charge and the other two men were content to allow it.
“I don’t understand you, Sterling.”
“I know, baby,” said Sterling as she remained in Zander’s lap, her hand under his tee, lying against his warm belly. Zander kissed her temple and she lifted her face to his. He took the invitation and kissed her lips. She hummed her approval.
“Tomorrow, we’ll step up the assimilation. I’ll set it up so we take her through history summaries. From her time to ours. Then technology. The cultural aspect can be explained as we go, and through the language enhancer on the implant.”
“Then after lunch, I want to keep the same schedule if you don’t mind. It has worked well taking her to help work with the animals. Her knowledge is insightful and informative.”
“And her empathic abilities are amazing. Once she is ours, we should look into adding her to the research. Her heightened abilities and yours were why you connected in the dreamworld. I also think that’s why she dreams lucidly when there is something she should know.”
“I’m beginning to feel like the fifth wheel with all you psychic people. You know I’m a reality guy, but I can appreciate the fear Maya has. Darla, alert is high until we’ve solved our intruder problem. We will protect Maya at all costs. Keep tabs on her at all times.”
“Yes, Paxton.”
“I need to send in a preliminary report which I haven’t done. I noted that the trauma would set back all of our work thus far, but I got a demand for it yesterday. The report includes a physical but not the implantation. They don’t know about that. It’s my solution to showing faster progress. I don’t want the immigration department to think there is any reason not to keep her with us. Due to her need for far more training than we can ever allude to, it’s the best way.”
They had reached a consensus.
“Right, we have work to do.”
“I guess it’s now or never,” said a reluctant Paxton.
“I have to go to the little room, but I don’t want to make the water spirit come.”
“Bathroom baby, bathroom,” corrected Zander.
“Yes, bathroom. I have to go in.”
“I’ll follow you, but we need to work on that problem later, yes? There is nothing wrong with pushing the lever or button. It won’t hurt you.”
“Yes.”
“So, you want to try it yourself?”
“No.”
Sometimes, getting full answers were just not possible so Zander let it go.
“I wonder,” said Sterling as they walked down the hall to his exam room, “Do you think we should insert a pregnancy inhibitor?”
“Birth control? Other than using condoms? No. I don’t think her system would do well with it. We’ll be careful.” Zander was uncharacteristically vocal on this subject.
“That’s the thing. I don’t imagine she will want to risk pregnancy right now and honestly, last night, well, I wasn’t careful.”
“Good to know but we’ll allow Maya to decide that for herself,” said Paxton.
“In a situation where our woman understood everything, I would agree, but,” Sterling said, and shrugged, “okay, let’s ask her.”
“Maya, I can place something inside you to stop pregnancy if you like. Or put something in your arm.”
“To stop a baby from growing?”
“Yes.”
“Do you not wish a baby, my Sterling?”
“Yes, no… um, when you’re ready, yes.”
“Maya, we will do what you want us to do,” said Zander. “We can put a covering on our penis’s, our male parts, to stop you from growing a baby but it doesn’t always work.”
She frowned. “You do not want me to grow your baby. I understand.”
“Clearly you don’t understand, little rabbit. Listen to me.” Paxton had stopped in the hallway and turned her to face him. “We want to have babies with you. But sometimes people would rather wait and if you do, then we can help by putting something inside your arm or somewhere else, to stop it. We can cover our manhood if you want us to. We don’t mind. If you want none of that, if you want to grow a baby whenever it happens, then we do that. You tell us what to do for you. It’s your body. We only want what you want.” His eyes were serious but gentle and the other men backed him up with words of agreement.
She looked at each man and then looked back to Sterling. “My body is for all of you. I don’t wish to stop our baby. Whenever the spirits allow one to grow, it should grow.”
Sterling stared for a few seconds before he smiled and kissed her forehead. “Then we don’t stop conception, period. But that means we must make sure you’re healthy and have no physical problems that we should deal with first. It’s to ensure a healthy child and to keep you healthy whenever that happens. But Maya, understand that if we take you without covering, we can never let you go. You will be ours. The claiming will be complete.”
She nodded without hesitation
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Zander added. “That means you’ll be our wife and we’ll be your husbands.”
Maya nodded again. “I’m glad you understand.”
The guys shook their heads and laughed. Zander scooped her into a side hug as they continued walking to the exam room. Things were not as easily explained once inside. She seemed unconcerned, not skittish like they had expected but as soon as Sterling laid instruments out on the table, just a few things but all totally foreign to their time-traveler, she tensed. The men stopped talking and watched her.
Chapter 11
Maya shuffled backwards trying to get away from the men to whom she had just been brave to announce her desire to bear children. Standing up to men in her tribe was frowned on and she hadn’t practiced it often unless rebuffing young men’s advances. But these men cared for her, she continued to tell herself. These were the men she had declared were to be her mates for life. She was as certain of her place with them as they now were with her. That was what she had wanted, and they hadn’t harmed her but saved her from harm. Yet, no matter what she told herself in reassurance, she couldn’t put away her fears. They almost overwhelmed her as she continued to look at the strange things on the tray.
“Maya, honey, touch them with me. They will not hurt you.”
Sterling was very pragmatic. It was what it was. He didn’t spend much time working on the reasoning once he had decided. He said he was clinical because it was easier for her. But today, now, she wanted to hear all the arguments again on why she should subject herself to these things that could do nothing but induce pain. She was sure of it.
She put her hand out and felt cold, metal, hard rubbery things and paper things that rustled and crinkled. No sharp objects, no painful things but even though Sterling allowed her to touch each piece, there was an uncontrollable panic that overcame her. He identified things for tapping her knee, for seeing into her throat, her ears, and nose. Tools for hearing things inside her body and taking her blood from her.
Her breathing came faster, her belly was angry, the pain in her chest clawed to get out, and her hands and lips tingled, felt numb. The room swirled around her. She whined in fear and without looking at her men, she stumbled toward the door only to be caught by Zander. His hot breath fell on her neck, soothing her angst. She screamed, jerking her body as she tried to gather enough momentum to break free. Then another body was in front of her. Paxton. He was so strong and stern, yet when he pulled her to his chest, she relaxed and inhaled his essence like a balm.
“Maya. Maya, honey. I don’t want to hurt you, little rabbit.” She felt comfort in his presence, but her panic blinded her thoughts and she kicked and screamed before biting Paxton’s arm. The response was quick and jarring. His heavy hand was pounding her rear end. It hurt through the panic. The crackling heat cut through the fear. The sharp pain broke through the terror, tears clogged her throat.
Paxton kissed her tear stained cheeks “It’s okay, little rabbit. We aren’t going to hurt you.”
After crying for less than a minute she took a deep breath in and released it. “Good girl.” He passed her to Zander who pulled her into his embrace, employing is unnatural ability to soothe.
“Shh, shh, my baby badger. It’s okay. I promise we won’t hurt you. It’ll be okay.” His words sweet and tender, and his loving gaze, eased her fears, which all but disappeared with his strong arms around her, hugging tight, rocking her.
Paxton said. “I’ve got an idea. I think if we give our girl some gratification during the exam, it won’t feel like a clinical or unfamiliar event, which we know, is what is frightening her the most. We can’t even describe it because the words won’t make enough sense. She doesn’t have a way to reference things.”
Zander agreed. “This way, we can explore and examine as we go, while leaving her with good memories of the experience. I bet we won’t have any balking next time.”
Sterling smiled. “Yes, but then we will set a precedent that requires we do it this way every time.”
Zander looked at Sterling as though it were not an issue. “And the trouble is?”
“There are some things I have to use instruments for,” he looked at Maya and his resolve seemed to melt away, “I think we can make this work.”
“But not everything,” added Zander. “I’m in agreement. It will give her a little taste of all of us at the same time giving pleasure. But the b-l-o-o-d draw, and the… other, will just have to happen in a highly relaxed state.”
Sterling asked. “Why did you spell?”
“Because I learned that since she can’t read, she does not have letter recognition, so spelling works when needed.”
Sterling shook his head in appreciation. “Impressive deduction, doctor.”
Zander grinned and tipped his head in acknowledgement.
Paxton looked over at the scared little rabbit wrapped up in a baby badger persona and he went down on his haunches in front of her as he did when he needed to explain something important. “Let’s bring you to my bedroom, okay, Maya? The bed isn’t clinical or scary, the atmosphere is easy, and we can make love to you while the exam is being done. You will orgasm.” He hoped she remembered the word from their earlier experience.
“But no more spanking?”
The men chuckled. “No little rabbit, no spanking for punishment.” He spoke over his shoulder. “Bring your kit, Sterling. There is no reason you can’t accomplish the draw and implantation on my bed as well.”
“I don’t want to leave her with a bad taste for your room, Paxton.”
Zander answered. “No, I don’t think it will. We’re building trust here, Sterling, and this is a good way to do that.” He picked Maya up and carried her into Paxton’s room as she snuggled close to his chest.
Once in the bedroom, she allowed Zander to remove her dress and Sterling removed her underpants after Zander put her on the bed. She was naked for the first time in front of all her men at one time. It was daunting and exciting. She showed her shyness, with little wiggles of embarrassment.
Zander reached behind his back and yanked his tee shirt off over his head. She didn’t know why but that simple act made her core clench, hard. Pax followed suit and her woman’s place wept in joy. Sterling stayed fully dressed, watching while the other two took off their shoes, leaving their pants on. But Sterling, in his clothes, was a different type of thrill that made her tummy jump. She took a deep breath and let it out. This is what she had wanted ever since she knew they were for her.
It was all about Maya. It was time to claim her and give her their commitment as she had already given hers. Being partly dressed would ease the feeling that had overwhelmed her before. There would be times he’d like to see her naked and he dressed, but today was not that day. Sterling had already secured his foothold in her heart. Even Paxton had stepped in further than he had, due to his more insistent pushing. Zander didn’t regret being gentler, he was a more tender lover than either of the other two. He wanted her to be as engaged as he was in the process.
Zander had sat back watching the interplay, taking anything she’d offered him, like the shower interlude. It had been at Maya’s initiation, her advance. He had been careful to not push himself into her life, preferring to allow her to work on her comfort and trust first. Now was the time to show her he wanted her as much as her other men did. He wanted her to know that they loved differently, but each could bring her great enjoyment and fulfillment. Sterling, he knew by sharing a woman with him a time or two, was instructive and singular in his lovemaking. Paxton, in the bedroom as in life, was demanding and powerful. He took and gave on a grand scale.
Zander had a more passionate way. He was a good companion to either of his friends in satisfying a woman, but all together, they would ignite her passions in an explosive way. Their girl was about to get it all in one dose today.
He lay on one side of her, watching as Paxton eased onto the opposite side. They looked at each other and they agreed it was time. Tenderly, Zand
er touch her hair, massaging her scalp, her neck, kissing the place behind her ear. She wiggled. Time to move on, a little tickle was fine, but release and trust was his goal, he’d tickle her later.
“Close your eyes and just feel us, Maya.”
Sterling ran his hands over her body with tender care, weaving in and out of the other men’s way as they kissed, licked, and caressed her face, her lips, behind her ears, and the tender crook of her neck. Tasting her skin was decadent, a silky warmth he had to touch. Its flavor sweet and salty. Inhaling the light magnolia scent of her lotion and smiling at the bumps that rose on her skin was his ambrosia. His touch brought a tremor to her lithe body. Zander groaned.
“I want to touch you.”
“Not now, little rabbit, it’s our turn to love you.”
“Please, I want to taste you.”
Zander kissed her lips. “You need to mind us, baby badger, or I’ll turn Pax loose on your bottom.” He grinned when she whimpered and pouted but didn’t ask again.
The orchestration was perfect. Sterling did his job while he touched and tasted her delectable body. Zander and Paxton progressed down her body, varying their touch, light then rough. Maya was having difficulty staying still. Zander didn’t mind her shimmying and wiggling, but Paxton liked more control. It also seemed to add an element of complexity to Sterling’s examination.
The men had decided long ago that when they loved a woman separately, their particularities could present themselves but when they loved together, the woman would show her needs and they would accommodate her every desire. After all, three men was enough of a kink on its own without introducing too much of their own individual tastes. It would overwhelm her.
Except when in full love mode, Sterling preferred pussy or breast play to backdoor play. Zander preferred pussy but loved oral play, and Paxton, well that man went for it all, but backdoor play was his forte. A woman loved by all three of them would know, by the end of the evening, she was loved. Maya was making those cute desperate sounds that announced she was close. She had been to that stage several times when he’d been holding her and massaging her while she snuggled in his lap last night. Talk about responsive. Today he’d let her release with three lovers vying to pleasure her. He was falling in love with her.