Nial grinned and used a strange crank of some kind to adjust the stirrups, spreading my legs wide, my bare pussy on display, the edge of my ass practically hanging off the table. Instead of the doctor, Nial stepped between my legs and slid one long finger into my pussy as I panted.
“She is so wet, Ander. We could take her now, spread her wet juices on our cocks, and take her hard and fast.”
Ander’s hands tensed on my wrists, but he did not hurt me. I wanted to squirm, but even that small act of defiance was denied me by the heavy strap over my hips. I was so angry I wanted to spit at Nial and scratch out his eyes, and so turned on I hoped he would drop his pants and fuck me while Ander held me down and watched.
What the hell was wrong with me?
Nial turned to the doctor and nodded before stepping away, giving the doctor room to do whatever he was going to do to me. I had no hope of escaping whatever they had planned.
I watched as Nial licked my pussy juice from his finger, rolling his tongue around the tip as if I tasted like the sweetest honey.
Determined not to surrender, I turned back to watch the doctor’s approach. He looked resigned, completely clinical. I saw no arousal, not eagerness in his gaze, which helped. Yet when he held up the two dildos in his hands, I arched my back and doubled my efforts to break Ander’s iron hold.
Chapter Ten
Nial
I watched as the doctor approached my mate. Her defiance was beautiful to behold. I’d always imagined myself with a docile, submissive queen, but now thanked the gods and the matching process protocols for giving me such a hellion, a warrior who wasn’t afraid to fight, and wasn’t intimidated by her mates’ scars.
“No way. What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she shouted at the doctor, but he ignored her protests and settled his supplies on the small partition he pulled out from the side of the table. “What kind of exam involves… those things?”
He lifted a hand to her thigh, but she bucked and fought Ander so fiercely I feared she would burst a blood vessel in her heart if we did not calm her down. The medical equipment was necessary to her survival on Prillon. Not only did I need to be sure she wasn’t injured by our need to fully claim her, but because I had taken her from Earth without proper processing, she lacked the fundamental biological implants she would need to live a happy and healthy life on Prillon.
I held up my hand and the doctor backed away. Jessica was gasping for air as I approached her side. “Jessica, please. We are not going to hurt you. The doctor is following standard protocol. All brides go through the same testing process. I promise you this. Trust me. I would not allow him to harm you in any way.”
“Bullshit. This is bullshit. No medical exam requires dildos, you perverted assholes. Let me go!” She fought hard and the system monitoring her blood pressure and heart rate started to peal with alarm bells.
“She needs to calm down. She could have a stroke.” The doctor’s words caused me grave concern and I knew it was time to show my new mate the true meaning of Prillon discipline.
I walked to her and placed my hand on her chest. “Calm down, Jessica. The exam is necessary. Stop fighting us or I’m going to spank your bottom until it’s burning red.”
She glared at me, her back arching up off the table as she tried to twist free of Ander’s hold. “What? Like I’m a three-year-old? No. Let me go.”
“Trust us, mate. The doctor will not hurt you.” Ander tried to help our cause. “I promise you, if he hurts you, he dies.”
“No.” She fought, turning her head and craning her neck trying to bite my arm so I would release her.
“I warned you, Jessica. Now you will be taught what it means to defy your mate.” I lifted my arm and walked to the bottom of the table where her perfectly round bottom was on display, her legs spread wide and secured by the straps. I ran my palm over her smooth, round flesh in a soft caress to be sure she knew where I was, and where I planned to strike her. “I’m going to spank you now because you refused to listen. When it comes to your health or your safety, Jessica, I will not be denied.”
I met and held her gaze and she calmed her breathing enough to speak to me. “Don’t you dare.”
I struck hard and fast; her scream one of anger, not pain. “That’s one.”
“Asshole.”
“That will cost you another strike of my hand, Jessica. You’d best learn to watch your mouth.” I struck her in earnest then, turning her ass a fiery shade of red, deeply satisfied as her verbal barrage faded to silent rage, her pink pussy glistening with wet welcome as I inspected her folds, giving her time to adjust to her new position and accept me as her master, her true mate.