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Her breath hissed out from between her teeth
and she trembled under his touch but she spoke only one word.
“Yes.”

“Yes,
Master,
” Xairn corrected her
sternly.

“Yes, Master,” she repeated and as she spoke
the word, he felt her shiver even more violently. At the same
moment, the warm, feminine scent of her arousal hit him. Could it
be that this was turning her on? That submitting to him was
actually making her aroused? Xairn didn’t know if he could let
himself believe it. Instead of trying to decipher her thoughts, he
concentrated on her body.

Gods, but she smelled so damn
good
.
Looking at her soft pussy, barely visible behind the silky red
material, he could see that her little cunt lips were swollen and
wet. Clearly she was aching with desire. Just as he was.

But I can’t give in. I’ll just look at
her, just see what other marking she’s taken, and then I’ll
leave,
he told himself sternly. Slowly he untied the silk cord
at her waist and slid the gauzy red pants down her long, smooth
legs. Lauren moaned softly as he bared her, but made no move to
cover herself or close her legs. Her unquestioning obedience
stirred something in Xairn—a primal instinct he’d tried to bury for
years.
Take her!
demanded a voice in his head.
She is
your female—claim her! Bond her!
Grimly, he ignored it and
continued with the business at hand.

“Are you all right?” He watched her face as
he stroked gently up and down her thighs.

She nodded. “Y-yes. I thought you were going
to…going to examine me. To look for the other mark.”

“I am.” Xairn stopped stroking and leaned
forward, parting her thighs even wider with his broad shoulders.
She still made no move to resist him, even when he framed her cunt
with his hands and placed his thumbs on her outer pussy lips. “I’m
going to open you now, Lauren,” he told her, watching her face as
he spoke. “Going to spread open your tight little pussy and see if
you’re marked. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master,” she whispered. “Go ahead. I…I
want you to.”

“I am not asking for your permission,” Xairn
said harshly. “I’m telling you what I am going to do to you. You
have no choice in the matter.”

She nodded. “I know. I…I don’t want a choice.
I just want
you.”

Her words touched that part inside him
again—the dominant part begging to get out. Xairn pushed it aside
and leaned over her spread thighs. Slowly, he opened her swollen
cunt lips, revealing her slick, inner pussy, glossy with cunt
honey. The sight made him catch his breath. Gods, she was
beautiful! He had never seen anything so perfectly formed.

Forgetting that he was looking for a
piercing, Xairn simply admired her. Last time he’d gone down on
her, he had been rushed, almost desperate to taste her. This time
he took his time, drinking in the sight of her lovely little cunt,
breathing in her sweet, feminine aroma until he couldn’t stand it
any more. Suddenly he had to taste her again—he couldn’t help it,
the urge was too strong. He could leave, he told himself, leave and
never see her again but not before he tasted her sweet, wet pussy
just once more.

“I’m going to lick you now, Lauren,” he told
her, his voice sounding hoarse with desire in his own ears. “Going
to taste your sweet, creamy little cunt for as long as I want to
and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Her breath seemed to catch in her throat.
“Yes, Master,” she whispered. “I…I’ll try to hold still and let
you.”

“You’d better,” he said sharply. “If you move
so much as a muscle I’ll be forced to punish you.”

Lauren caught her full lip between her little
white teeth, her eyes going wide. “Yes, Master,” she murmured at
last. “Any…any punishment you wish to give me, I would be happy to
receive.”

Xairn growled low in his throat. Her willing
submission was doing something to him—affecting him in a way that
was hard to understand. If she’d been defiant or refused to obey
his orders, he might have been able to turn away from her. But the
way she gave herself so completely—to either pleasure or pain,
whichever he saw fit to inflict—was pushing him forward. Forcing
him to act more and more on his true nature. His Scourge
nature.

Unable to hold back any longer, he leaned
down and flattened his tongue against her open pussy. Then,
savoring her unique salty-sweet flavor, he dragged his tongue
upward, lapping her cunt long and slow.

Lauren moaned and bucked up against him, her
hips moving involuntarily with the pleasure he gave her. Xairn felt
his cock surge hard against the fastening of his flight pants at
her reaction. Lowering his head, he did it again. And again. Gods,
but she tasted
delicious
—as salty and rich as the sea. And
the way she moaned and thrust her hips in time to his lapping made
him so hard he felt like he could fuck his way through a stone
wall. She was disobeying his orders by moving at all, but he would
deal with that later. For now he just wanted to keep going down on
her, wanted to press his tongue deep in her cunt and taste her
until she came all over his face.

“Xairn! Master!” Lauren moaned and he felt
her soft, slender fingers twining themselves in his hair. The feel
of her touching him, holding onto him as he lapped her cunt, was
almost too much to bear. A greedy lust came over him and he hooked
his arms under her thighs, splitting her even wider for his
assault.

Lauren gasped and her fingers tightened in
his hair as he lapped and sucked her, running his tongue over her
swollen, sensitive little clit and then thrusting it deep in her
channel. She was close—he could sense it—and he wanted desperately
to push her over the edge. Releasing one of her thighs, he
positioned two fingers at the entrance to her pussy and thrust in
deep.

“Yes! Oh God,
Xairn!”
She stiffened,
her spine arching, and Xairn tasted fresh wetness as her pussy
spasmed around his invading fingers. Knowing that she was coming,
that he had pushed her over the edge, nearly brought about an
orgasm for him as well. He held onto his self control tightly,
forcing himself to ignore his own desire even as he continued to
suck and lap her clit and fingerfuck her pussy.

Lauren, for her part, was still moaning his
name, still pressing against him with all her might as the waves of
pleasure carried her out to sea. At last, however, she started to
relax and he knew the peak had passed. Slowly he withdrew his
fingers and looked up at her.

“Wow.” She smiled, the expression lighting up
her whole face. “That was…
amazing.”

Xairn agreed but he couldn’t let her know
that. “You moved,” he growled, deciding to test the limits of her
submission. “Now I’ll have to punish you.”

Her eyes went wide and then, slowly, she
nodded. “Yes…punish me, Master. I…I’ve been bad. Punish me.”

Xairn’s secondary shaft throbbed with her
soft pleas. Gods, if she only knew what her submission did to him,
how hard it made him, how much it made him want her!
Careful,
he warned himself.
Don’t go too far.

But he feared he was already past the point
of no return.

Lauren gasped as he sat on the bed beside her
and pulled her to him. For a split second she hoped he wanted to
cuddle for a minute, but the thought had barely crossed her mind
when she found herself flipped over across his knee. The submissive
posture she had been placed in seemed to set her on fire and she
couldn’t help writhing against his lap. She could feel the hard
lump of his shaft pressing against her pelvis and she had the
satisfaction of knowing that she was stimulating his cock with
every move she made.

“Hold still!” Xairn gave her a stinging slap
on her bare bottom which sent a bolt of pleasure/pain straight to
her pussy. God, who knew getting spanked could make her so hot?

It never would have before,
she told
herself, trying to hold still.
Not before I exchanged DNA with
him. It’s too bad mine wasn’t strong enough to hold him.
But in
a way she was glad. She liked this new Xairn. Liked the way he
demanded her submission in that deep, harsh voice. When he’d
ordered her to lie still while he licked her pussy, she’d been
lightheaded with desire. And now he was fulfilling the other
fantasy she kept having—he was going to spank her!

But not yet apparently. Xairn was quiet and
she felt his large, warm hands moving over her skin, tracing a spot
on her upper right buttock. Suddenly Lauren knew what he was
seeing.

“So,” he murmured at last. “This is the other
mark you took.”

“It’s a tattoo,” she confessed, her breath
coming short as he continued to trace the elaborate capital X she’d
had inked into her skin. “I couldn’t find anyone who would brand
me. They, uh, sort of thought I was crazy for even asking.”

“I’m glad you weren’t branded.” He stroked
the spot gently. “I wouldn’t like to think of the pain you would
endure from having my name burned into your flesh.”

“You endured it for me,” she pointed out.

“And I would do it again. But I don’t want
you to do the same. This…this is enough.”

Lauren twisted her head to try and get a look
at his face. “Then…you like it?”

“More than you know.” Xairn’s voice was a
hoarse whisper. Then he straightened up. “But I still have to
punish you. For moving when I told you not to, I’m going to give
you ten slaps. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master,” Lauren murmured. God, it gave
her such a thrill to call him that! Playing the submissive was
really
getting her off. Despite her recent orgasm, she could
already feel her pussy getting hot and swollen again, ready for his
touch.

But the next time he touched her, it wasn’t
to stroke her pussy. Instead, she received another hard, stinging
slap to the buttocks. “One,” Xairn said in a low voice as she
moaned and writhed in his lap. “Hold still, Lauren,” he continued.
“Don’t make me add to your punishment.”

Lauren stilled in his lap at once, though her
natural impulse was to try and get free. “Yes, Master,” she
whispered again.

“Very good.” He delivered another stinging
slap. “Two,” he continued as she bit her lip and tried not to cry
out.

He went on and on and as each blow fell,
Lauren felt herself getting wetter and wetter. She could scarcely
believe it, but it seemed that the sexual punishment she was
receiving was making her as hot or hotter than the sexual pleasure
he had given her earlier. From the feel of his rock-hard cock
throbbing against her, it was turning Xairn on as well.

At last he reached ten, and Lauren started to
slide off his lap. “Wait.” He held her in place with one arm
wrapped around her waist. “Spread your legs,” he commanded.

Lauren did as she was told at once and gasped
when she felt his warm fingers exploring the wet folds of her
pussy.

“Gods,” he murmured, slipping his fingers
deep into her slippery channel and pumping into her several times.
“You’re even wetter now than you were when I tasted you.”

“That’s because I…I liked it. Liked being
punished by you,” Lauren admitted in a low voice. She could feel
her cheeks heating at the shameful admission but she couldn’t help
herself—what he had done had made her incredibly hot.

Xairn pulled her up and made her stand
between his legs. Though she was standing and he was sitting, they
were still eye-to-eye. “Tell me that again,” he said in a low
voice.

“I said…” Lauren bit her lip and looked down.
“I said it turned me on. Having you spank me like that.”

“You like when I dominate you? When I force
you to behave?”

“Yes,” she whispered, raising her eyes to
his. “I can’t help it. I do.” Daringly, she reached out to cup his
cheek. “Don’t you see, Xairn? This is what I want—what I’ll always
want.”

“You don’t know what you’re saying.” He shook
his head. “You couldn’t live like this—giving me your perfect and
unconditional obedience always.”

“In the bedroom, I could.” She lifted her
chin, determined to overcome her embarrassment. “I have no problem
submitting to you, Xairn. No matter what you might think.”

“I don’t know
what
to think.” He shook
his head. “I don’t know if I can allow myself to believe it.”

“Give me a chance to prove it then,” she
whispered. “I know I can if you’ll only let me.”

“What do you want to do? How will you prove
it?”

Lauren had a sudden inspiration. “Let me
touch you. Massage you. You’ve had a long, weary time since I last
saw you. Let me ease your tension…Master,” she whispered. She could
see he was wavering and she stroked his cheek and murmured,
“Please?”

At last he sighed. “Very well. But I have to
warn you that my control is nearly gone. If you do this, if you
continue to touch me, I can’t promise that I won’t pin you to the
bed and fuck you, hard and long and deep.”

Lauren caught her breath at his rough words.
Then she looked into his eyes. “Nothing would give me more pleasure
than to submit to your fucking, Master,” she said softly. “Now
please, take off your clothes so I can massage you.”

He shook his head as he disrobed. “I’m afraid
we’re both going to regret this but I cannot seem to say no to
you.”

“The only thing I’d regret is never touching
you again,” she assured him. “Now lie on your stomach and
relax.”

Clearly it was easier said than done. His
secondary shaft was completely hard and lying on it would have
caused him too much discomfort. Lauren decided to have him lay face
up instead. She wouldn’t be able to reach his back but she could
still work on his shoulders and chest.
And…other things,
she
thought, eying the thick club of flesh thrusting up from between
his thighs. His primary shaft was still deactivated, however, for
want of better word.
And that’s the shaft I need to get
interested if I’m going to get him to bond me.