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Tired of her belligerence, Alex stood and lifted her to his shoulder. This had been inevitable from the moment he walked into the clubhouse and found Luna glaring at him. His wolf surged closer to the surface, awakened by the aggression teeming through Alex. Lupine energy cascaded through him, making him restless and ravenous.

Luna wiggled and kicked, beating her fists against his back. “Put me down! I’ve done nothing wrong!”

He ignored her protests and walked into the nearest bedroom. “The survival of my species depends on your cooperation.” He tossed her onto the bed as he went on, “We will no longer tolerate your defiance.” He flipped her onto her belly and dragged her legs over the side of the bed. “I am village alpha.” He kicked her feet apart, spreading her legs. “You’re about to find out what that means.”

“Raping me won’t make me cooperate,” she insisted, rearing up off the bed. “It will just piss me off.”

He pushed her back down and smacked her ass hard enough to make her gasp. “I have no intention of raping you.” He swatted her again. “I’ve never taken a female by force and I won’t start now.” He accented the claim with a flurry of stinging spanks. “You’re about to beg for my cock, hellion.” He moved his hand between her thighs and stroked her lightly, teasing without penetrating her body. “You can deny that you want us, but your body doesn’t lie.” He parted her folds and circled her clit, his touch blatantly possessive. “Even now you’re wet and ready to be fucked by your alpha and his beta.”

“No means no,” she insisted, but the emotions surging through her mind contradicted her words. She wanted this, wanted it now, and had wanted it every time Alex touched her. Her scent revealed her desire as did the wetness coating his fingers.

His wolf prowled the confines of his mind, restless and needy. There was nothing any alpha liked more than proving his dominance.

“I’m going to fuck this tight little pussy.” Alex pushed two of his fingers into her wet core and a helpless moan escaped her throat. “You’ll probably yell and buck, claim to hate me. But you’ll come just the same.” He slid in and out, the motion eased by the slickness of her body.

“Stop it.” Fear sparked within her mind, but the escalation of her need was the most likely reason. “I don’t want this.”

“Liar,” Alex whispered the word in her ear as he continued to finger fuck her. “You need this as badly as we do.” He pulled his fingers out and slapped her ass a couple of times before caressing her clit.

She wiggled and tossed her head, but her hips lifted, angling her body toward his touch, making herself more accessible.

Alex stroked her clit, driving her closer to orgasm. “After I’ve emptied my balls inside you, Nate is going to fuck you next. Would you like that, pet? Do you want Nate’s cock deep inside you?”

She clenched her fists and pressed her face against the bedding, her silence defying him.

Alex delivered three careful slaps to her pussy, pausing between each one to let her feel the heat. “You’re our mate, Luna. That means your body belongs to us.” He parted her folds and rubbed her clit, taking her right to the edge of orgasm without allowing her to climax. “Your pussy is for our pleasure.” He slipped his fingers back into her core, barely suppressing a moan. Her passage was hot and snug, and rippling faintly with another approaching orgasm. Despite her objections and defiance, she wanted this, wanted them. “Your mouth will soon know our taste.” He pulled nearly out then thrust deep again. “And your ass will soon stretch wide around our cocks. Your entire body belongs to us now.”

“You’re a sick bastard,” she whispered, but her voice trembled and desire burned through her other emotions. She didn’t want to want him, but her need was undeniable. She lifted into each thrust, her inner walls caressing his fingers.

“Say fuck me, alpha,” he urged. “Ask for my cock.”

“Never,” she sneered, hands clutching at the bedding.

He withdrew from her pussy and moved his fingers to her other opening. “Ask me to fuck you, or I’ll punish your ass.” He drove his long middle finger into her tightest hole ensuring that she understood the ultimatum. “Pleasure or pain? Choose right now.”

“Either way I get fucked,” she cried. “That’s so unfair.”

Sliding in and out, he let her think about the options. “I won’t ask again. Make your choice or I’ll choose for you.”

“Fuck my pussy,” she urged.

“Say it nicely and I will,” he countered.

She let out an exasperated cry, and he thought she would refuse him. Then she sucked in a ragged breath and said, “Please, alpha, fuck my pussy.”

CHAPTER 4

Aboard the Azrithal, Earth-Controlled Space

Avery Collins stood in front of the wall display staring at a life-size image of Rydaria. The planet was their destination, but Avery was starting to wonder if they would ever arrive. She had been told that the trip to Rydaria and back would take around two weeks, but they encountered a massive solar storm shortly after departing Earth. The radiation cloud damaged the ship, and repairs had to be made before they could continue. The unfortunate event had delayed them by nearly two weeks, and most of the trip still lay ahead. Once they arrived on Rydaria, they would need to successfully negotiate with the hybrids and then return to Earth. Realistically, it would be a month, maybe two before Avery would sleep in her own bed again.

Releasing a sigh of frustration, Avery leaned her shoulder against the bulkhead and tried not to sulk. The Azrithal was a midsized starship built for speed, not comfort. Two weeks aboard the craft would have been acceptable. Two months would be torture. The officer’s dining hall was more appealing than her claustrophobic cabin, but not by much. Dinner had been served a couple of hours ago, so she had the room to herself.

She slipped her hands into the pockets of her pants and watched the image slowly rotate. Whatever ship had shot the video had been in orbit around Rydaria, as Avery desperately wished the Azrithal were now. Avery had been elected to the U.S. Senate six months ago and this was her first assignment. She couldn’t afford to screw it up and already there had been complications.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Natalie Morgan moved up beside Avery, smiling absently. With long brown hair and green eyes, Natalie turned heads wherever she went. It wasn’t just her classical features or athletic shape. She emanated confidence and command like no one Avery had ever met. Avery was still fighting for the respect of others while Natalie had clearly achieved it. They’d hit it off the first time they met and weeks on this spaceship was helping to deepen their friendship.

“The view is stunning,” Avery agreed. “I just wish we were there.”