Zale's Punishment

Zale

What were those fuckers up to? The lust threatened to override my sanity. Here I was trying to write up a patrol route to keep my people safe, and my mates were fucking each other. At least they were careful to not get Amanda involved. No one was allowed to touch her again until I marked her. Javier had to pay for jumping ahead.

I was still having trouble deciding what to use. I was torn between using wax at a higher degree than usual, or a whip that could cut through his tanned skin. He would of course heal whichever way I decided, but in the moment he would be bathed in the beauty of scars and blood.

My cock twitched. Fuck them. I glanced over my shoulder at the door they both vanished into. Maybe I shouldn't let them get away with this.

Fuck it. I would work on our security after I got this taken care of. I cracked the door open and watched them.

Amanda was out cold, but soft little moans and whimpers escaped her as Javier's lust rolled over her. I was used to his ways, but he