by Sara Fields
With every step, she felt her happiness being drained from her, only to be replaced with panic and terror of the unknown. Just when she had started to feel comfortable, this strange man had arrived and taken it all away from her. Silent tears ran down her cheeks as he guided her outside and into the nearby wooded area. With every step, her heart wilted further, sadness enveloping her. She may never see Zack or Noah again, never feel their warm touch or their hands upon her skin. A sob involuntarily rose to the edge of her throat.
She’d never feel their soft embrace.
She’d never feel their lips on her skin or their palm against her bottom.
She’d never be able to love them in return.
Crying openly now, she walked further and further away from the home she’d come to love as her own, from the men she’d come to love as her masters.
She loved them.
“Shut the fuck up. I’ll beat you if you don’t be quiet,” the man growled.
A wail stung at her ears. After a long moment, she realized the pitiful sound was coming from her. The man whirled her around and she finally got a look at him.
A greasy unkempt beard and narrow beady eyes glared back at her. He was overweight and built like a linebacker, at least double, if not triple her size. There was nothing warm or gentle about his touch and she shivered in disgust. His breath stank and it looked like he hadn’t showered in days.
His hand swung around, backhanding her hard enough to slam her to the ground. He climbed on top of her, straddling her waist and holding her in place in the dirt. Reaching down, he gripped her sheer body suit by the collar and ripped it with ease, freeing her breasts to his view. She couldn’t stop the screams from ripping out of her throat as he grasped and twisted her nipples.
She tried to struggle, to kick and squirm, to try to escape, but he was too big. He shifted his weight, reaching down in between her legs.
Renewing her efforts, she tried to buck him off and succeeded in kneeing him in the groin as hard as she could. He squealed, cupping his balls in his hands as he rolled away from her. She jumped up as quickly as she could and started running back in the direction that she came, only to hear his heavy boots pounding in the dirt behind her. She ran fast but she could hear him gaining on her.
Far off in the distance, she could see Noah, Zack, and Tom walking from the kitten enclosure. She screamed as loud as she could for them, praying that they would hear her, desperate that they save her from this terrible man.
“Shut up, you useless whore!” the man yelled behind her but she didn’t listen, she just kept on running, yelling for her masters until one of them finally looked in her direction.
He caught her by the hair then and she screamed in pain as he jerked her backward. He threw her to the ground and the force of the fall knocked the breath out of her. Climbing on top of her, he sat on her stomach and slapped her hard.
Her cheek burning, she sobbed as he wrapped his grubby fingers around her throat. He tightened his grip and dark spots circled at the edges of her vision.
“Don’t, let me go,” she begged, struggling to draw in a single breath.
She felt the darkness closing in, her consciousness fading and she struggled to fight back, her body weakening with each passing second.
Just then, she heard a roar off in the distance and somehow, the weight was pulled from her chest. The hands released her throat and she coughed hard as she struggled to breathe again. Someone grabbed her and picked her up off the ground as she wheezed.
The dark spots gradually went away and she was able to draw in a steady breath.
“Who the fuck are you,” Noah yelled.
Isabella blinked, her eyes finally focusing and she realized she was in Zack’s arms. She saw Noah next to them and Tom on top of the bearded stranger. She heard the clink of a pair of handcuffs and Tom stood up, pulling her kidnapper up off the ground with him.
She could see Noah seething beside them, barely containing his anger. He looked ready to snap at any second. Reaching for him, she whimpered.
“Master. Please, I need you,” she pleaded.
His dark eyes whirled on her and she winced at their harshness. Still, she stretched her fingers toward him and she saw his angry façade melt a little as he took her fingers within his. Zack hugged her to his chest and Noah joined, both their hard bodies pressing against hers, reminding her that she was safe and protected. In that moment, she knew that she was theirs, utterly and completely. She knew that they’d never let her go.
“Let me buy her. I’ve got lots of money. I can afford her,” the greasy man said, his voice a little shaky.
“Get him out of here, Tom,” Zack growled, “before I fucking kill him.”
“That’s a good idea,” Noah added, the fury still very present in his voice.
“Consider him gone. Good news is you passed inspection. Nice training compound you got here. Keep up the good work,” Tom said as he dragged the man after him.
She watched at the officer and the bearded man walked off the property, toward a large police truck in the driveway. Tom shoved the man in what looked like a kennel and she couldn’t help but smile at the picture of an alien man trapped in a cage.
Noah turned to her and gripped her chin within his fingers. Pulling her into a kiss, he consumed her, devouring her as his, once and for all. When he finally pulled away, Zack took his place, his kiss owning all of her senses in a single moment.
Her men turned back toward the main house, taking her with them. They carried her straight into the bedroom, looking at her hotly and she knew they needed to take her and claim her as theirs as completely as possible. Lying on the bed staring up at them, her heartbeat began to quicken at their smoldering gazes.
Noah descended upon her first, grasping the remnants of her sheer black body suit and tearing it off completely. He clutched her by the waist and flipped her over, his massive palm claiming her right bottom cheek. Zack moved to the other side and gripped her left and she shivered.
“You’re ours, pet, do you get that?” Zack snarled.
Both of their palms left her skin and then spanked her hard. The sting was suddenly overwhelming, but she didn’t care.
“Yes, Masters. I understand. I’m yours,” she cried out as their slaps rained down on her bare nether cheeks. She didn’t squirm or fight, accepting that they owned her entirely. Her core throbbed at the prospect of wearing their mark and her arousal soared.
Arching her back, she lifted her bottom for them as the pain of the spanking transformed into something more pleasurable. Her clit throbbed and she moaned with need. They spanked her soundly, together as one and she adored it.
Her honey dripped onto her thighs and her pussy clenched around empty air. She imagined her red backside up in the air and groaned at the vision in her mind.
“Every inch of this body is ours,” they said together in unison.
She moaned as their fingers dipped into her pussy, spreading her juices over her lips and up to her tight rosette. She knew they wanted to fuck her and she keened for it as a stray finger brushed against her clit. She wanted more. She wanted her two men.
“Every strand of hair on your head, every drop of arousal that falls from this pussy. You’re ours to take, to use, to fuck as we wish,” their voices rang out and she panted as her body heated, feeling feverishly hot with her lust for them.
“Please. Take me as yours, Masters,” she begged, her hips rocking back toward them, pleading for them. She longed for their dominance, their rough hands all over her body as they claimed her as theirs, as they used her for their pleasure.
She loved it.
Noah gripped her hip harshly and she knew there’d be a bruise there later, but she didn’t care. His cock pressed against her bottom hole and she didn’t dare protest. Her bottom hot and sore, she ached for him to take her in such a forbidden manner and she wanted it to hurt. He stretched her wide and she squealed as it burned, try
ing her best not to clench and stop his relentless assault.
When he was fully inside her, she breathed a sigh of relief. He then reached down and grabbed her shoulders, lifting her up so that her back pressed against his chest. Zack climbed in front of her, taking his massive erection in his hand. Placing it at the entrance of her pussy, he took her as she moaned.
Full of both her men’s cocks at once, she couldn’t keep still. Lust ricocheted throughout her system, driving her wild with heat. Two sets of hands snaked around her waist, lifting her up and down, driving the cocks in and out of her in a constant motion.
Their cocks caressed her needy channels and she moaned, leaning forward to catch Zack’s lips with her own. He trailed kisses down her neck then and she leaned backward as Noah’s lips boldly claimed hers.
Each man took a nipple within their fingers and twisted hard. She groaned at the pleasure pain and trembled under their dominant touch.
It was all becoming too much. She needed to come, but she knew she needed to beg them for it. She needed permission. They owned her, everything about her, including her ability to orgasm.
“Please. Please, let me come, Masters,” she pleaded, her body hurtling toward release with every passing second. She shook with it, her muscles tensing, trying to hold back until they allowed her to let go.
Their cocks slammed into her, harder than ever before and she keened at their roughness, enjoying the sting of pain and desire that rocked her system.
Noah cupped the right side of her head while Zack held the left.
“Come with us, pet,” they said together.
White-hot passion burned at the edges of her vision as her orgasm crashed over her. Riding her men’s cocks, she moaned as they took her. Her hips rolled back and forth as they took her deeper than ever. One release rolled into the next and her men groaned beside her, causing a shiver to race down her spine.
Her world shattered again and again as she rode her men. It felt perfect, it felt right. She felt complete.
Shaking against them, she held on tight, every muscle in her body tensing as another orgasm claimed her. Screaming in delight, she felt her men come inside her, their hot seed coating her insides, marking her as theirs, once and for all.
“I love you. I love you so much,” she moaned, trembling with the aftershocks of her powerful release.
“We love you too, pet. Forever and for always,” Noah and Zack said then.
Noah and Zack were perfect for her and she was perfect for them. Overjoyed, her heart blossomed with happiness. This was it. She’d found her happily ever after. She couldn’t have hoped for anything more.
The End
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Additional Books in the Captive Brides Series
Wedded to the Warriors
As an unauthorized third child, nineteen-year-old Aimee Harrington has spent her life avoiding discovery by government authorities, but her world comes crashing down around her after she is caught stealing a vehicle in an act of petulant rebellion. Within hours of her arrest, she is escorted onto a ship bound for a detention center in the far reaches of the solar system.
This facility is no ordinary prison, however. It is a training center for future brides, and once Aimee has been properly prepared, she will be intimately, shamefully examined and then sold to an alien male in need of a mate. Worse still, Aimee’s defiant attitude quickly earns her the wrath of the strict warden, and to make an example of her, Aimee is offered as a wife not to a sophisticated gentleman but to three huge, fiercely dominant warriors of the planet Ollorin.
Though Ollorin males are considered savages on Earth, Aimee soon realizes that while her new mates will demand her obedience and will not hesitate to spank her soundly if her behavior warrants it, they will also cherish and protect her in a way she has never experienced before. But when the time comes for her men to master her completely, will she find herself begging for more as her beautiful body is claimed hard and thoroughly by all three of them at once?
Her Alien Doctors
After nineteen-year-old Jenny Monroe is caught stealing from the home of a powerful politician, she is sent to a special prison in deep space to be trained for her future role as an alien’s bride.
Despite the public bare-bottom spanking she receives upon her arrival at the detention center, Jenny remains defiant, and before long she earns herself a trip to the notorious medical wing of the facility. Once there, Jenny quickly discovers that a sore bottom will now be the least of her worries, and soon enough she is naked, restrained, and shamefully on display as three stern, handsome alien doctors examine and correct her in the most humiliating ways imaginable.
The doctors are experts in the treatment of naughty young women, and as Jenny is brought ever closer to the edge of a shattering climax only to be denied again and again, she finds herself begging to be taken in any way they please. But will her captors be content to give Jenny up once her punishment is over, or will they decide to make her their own and master her completely?
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Claimed by the General
When Ayala intervenes to protect a fellow slave-girl from a cruel man’s unwanted attentions, she catches the eye of the powerful general Lord Eiotan. Impressed with both her boldness and her beauty, the handsome warrior takes Ayala into his home and makes her his personal servant.
Though Eiotan promises that Ayala will be treated well, he makes it clear that he expects his orders to be followed and he warns her that any disobedience will be sternly punished. Lord Eiotan is a man of his word, and when Ayala misbehaves she quickly finds herself over his knee for a long, hard spanking on her bare bottom. Being punished in such a humiliating manner leaves her blushing, but it is her body’s response to his chastisement which truly shames her.
Ayala does her best to ignore the intense desire his firm-handed dominance kindles within her, but when her new master takes her in his arms she cannot help longing for him to claim her, and when he makes her his own at last, his masterful lovemaking introduces her to heights of pleasure she never thought possible.
But as news of the arrival of an invader from across the sea reaches the city and a ruthless conqueror sets his eyes on Ayala, her entire world is thrown into turmoil. Will she be torn from Lord Eiotan’s loving arms, or will the general do whatever it takes to keep her as his own?
A Gift for the King
For an ordinary twenty-two-year-old college student like Lana, the idea of being kidnapped from Earth by aliens would have sounded absurd… until the day it happened. As Lana quickly discovers, however, her abduction is not even the most alarming part of her situation. To her shock, she soon learns that she is to be stripped naked and sold as a slave to the highest bidder.
When she resists the intimate, deeply humiliating procedures necessary to prepare her for the auction, Lana merely earns herself a long, hard, bare-bottom spanking, but her passionate defiance catches the attention of her captor and results in a change in his plans. Instead of being sold, Lana will be given as a gift to Dante, the region’s powerful king.
Dante makes it abundantly clear that he will expect absolute obedience and that any misbehavior will be dealt with sternly, yet in spite of everything Lana cannot help feeling safe and cared for in the handsome ruler’s arms. Even when Dante�
�s punishments leave her with flaming cheeks and a bottom sore from more than just a spanking, it only sets her desire for him burning hotter.
But though Dante’s dominant lovemaking brings her pleasure beyond anything she ever imagined, Lana fears she may never be more than a plaything to him, and her fears soon lead to rebellion. When an escape attempt goes awry and she is captured by Dante’s most dangerous enemy, she is left to wonder if her master cares for her enough to come to her rescue. Will the king risk everything to reclaim what is his, and if he does bring his human girl home safe and sound, can he find a way to teach Lana once and for all that she belongs to him completely?
A Gift for the Doctor
After allowing herself to be taken captive in order to save her friends, Morgana awakens to find herself naked, bound, and at the mercy of a handsome doctor named Kade. She cannot hide her helpless arousal as her captor takes his time thoroughly examining her bare body, but when she disobeys him she quickly discovers that defiance will earn her a sound spanking.
His stern chastisement and bold dominance awaken desires within her that she never knew existed, but Morgana is shocked when she learns the truth about Kade. As a powerful shifter and the alpha of his pack, he has been ordered by the evil lord who took Morgana prisoner to claim her and sire children with her in order to combine the strength of their two bloodlines.
Kade’s true loyalties lie with the rebels seeking to overthrow the tyrant, however, and he has his own reasons for desiring Morgana as his mate. Though submitting to a dominant alpha does not come easily to a woman who was once her kingdom’s most powerful sorceress, Kade’s masterful lovemaking is unlike anything she has experienced before, and soon enough she is aching for his touch. But with civil war on the verge of engulfing the capital, will Morgana be torn from the arms of the man she loves or will she stand and fight at his side no matter the cost?
