Kiana's breeding (4)

The hands left Kiana's body, and her eyes snapped open. She hadn't noticed closing them. The two movers stood ahead of her looking her over like hungry bears. It was her chance to run. Kiana tried to sprint away, but James seized her bare waist and pulled her back, kicking. He grabbed her wrists and wrapped her arms uselessly in front of her, like a young couple at a dance. She couldn't escape. "No no no, Kiana! You've got to watch," he taunted in her ear, holding her tight. Shivers shot down her spine and stopped her futile writhing. The movers eyes kept roving over Kiana's naked body as they stripped. Kiana stared helplessly as their thick hardened chests were unveiled from under their company shirts and their jeans were thrown aside. "They've been waiting a long time for a girl to breed..." James said. Kiana's heart stopped. "Breed?" "What the fuck does that mean!?" "Mhmmm," He hummed in her ear, nodding towards the two naked men. "It isn't a big surprise they are good at it, is it?