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.
The idea of bonding sex made her shiver with equal parts trepidation and desire. She knew that the fruit Kat had given her was active in her system and that she ought to be able to withstand Xairn’s double penetration with no problem. Still, seeing how thick and hard his secondary shaft was and knowing that his primary shaft would get even bigger and harder—knowing that both of them would be in her at once—was enough to make her nervous, fruit or no fruit.
Still, she tried to calm her nerves as she reached for the massage oil she kept in her top dresser drawer. Pouring a little into her palm, she rubbed her hands together to warm them and then began to work on the thick muscles of Xairn’s neck and shoulders. She loved the feel of him under her hands, reveled in being able to touch him again. It truly didn’t matter to her that his skin and eyes had reverted to their natural color. In fact, she thought she rather preferred him this way. He was so much more wild—so much more forbidding.
Xairn was tense at first but gradually, under her soothing ministrations, he began to relax. Lauren smiled as she heard him sigh and felt the tension leaking away under her fingertips. For the first time it came home to her how hard this was for him—how difficult it was for him to hold himself back, to reign in his true nature. He really was holding onto his self-control with both hands when it came to her, and the fact that he hadn’t ravaged her yet proved how much he loved her, how desperately he wanted to avoid hurting her.
But Lauren had had enough of his self-control. It was time to end that now, to push him to the edge and then over. To force him to take her, if necessary. Bonding sex was the only way to keep him with her and prove to him that she really did want to submit sexually to him. So she had to get him to take her—to bond her to him and forge a link between them that could never be broken.
Keeping that goal in mind, she slowly worked her way down his heavily muscled chest and torso, kneading gently as though she was simply trying to relieve his tension. Xairn’s entire body stiffened when she got to the junction of his thighs but Lauren skipped over his shaft and went down to the foot of the bed to resume her massage on his feet and legs instead. Slowly, he relaxed again. By the time she worked her way back up his calves and thighs, he was almost totally calm.
And that was when Lauren took his thick, secondary shaft in one hand and began a slow, up and down pumping motion. She loved the feel of him in her palm, hot and hard and velvety all at once. Loved the way the clear precum beaded on the broad head in response to her intimate massage and his shaft got even harder in response to her touch.
“Lauren, Gods!” Xairn nearly jumped off the bed but she refused to stop. “What are you doing?” he demanded, his breathing becoming erratic.
“Massaging you, Master.” She looked at him innocently. “Doesn’t it please you?”
“You know damn well it does,” he groaned. “Too much. Stop using your hands on me, right now.”
Lauren smiled. “As my master wishes.” Then, before he could say or do anything, she leaned down and took as much of his long, thick shaft in her mouth as she could. He was salty and hot and bitter on her tongue—utterly delicious. And his reaction was almost as good as his taste.
“Lauren!” Xairn gasped and bucked up against her in protest at the sudden pleasure.
Lauren took her time, lapping and sucking the broad head of his cock before releasing it to look up at him. “Yes, Master?”
“You shouldn’t,” he muttered hoarsely. “This…this is not safe. Your mouth is too close to…”
“To this?” Deliberately, Lauren leaned down and ran her tongue over the dormant primary shaft, which sat atop his secondary shaft. At once she felt it begin to grow. Encouraged, she licked it again and then sucked it into her mouth, laving it with her tongue and coaxing it to grow harder, faster.
Xairn groaned and fisted his big hands in the bedspread. “Lauren, don’t! I won’t be able to stop myself from taking you if you keep this up!”
“I don’t want you to stop yourself.” She sucked his rapidly hardening primary shaft some more. God, he was right—it was definitely going to be longer and thicker than the secondary one. “I want you to take me,” she told him, looking him in the eyes.
“I’m not fit to be with you,” he protested. “You should just let me leave. I’m a monster.”
Lauren smiled. “Well then, you’re my monster. And I love you.” Lowering her head, she delivered a last, sucking kiss to the broad head of his primary cock. It was incredibly long and thicker than her wrist—it should have scared her to death. Instead, she couldn’t wait to have it inside her.
Raising up, Lauren crawled on her hands and knees to the center of the bed. Then, looking Xairn in the eyes, she spread her legs and lowered herself until her head was resting on her crossed arms and her ass was high in the air. The submissive position put her pussy on disp
lay and made her feel more naked and vulnerable than she ever had before. But despite the shiver of fear than ran through her, she loved it.
“What are you doing?” Xairn’s red-on-black eyes were narrowed as he watched her position herself.
Lauren raised an eyebrow at him. “Submitting…Master.”
“No!” His voice was a low growl and for a moment Lauren was afraid he was going to get up and leave her there. Instead, he flipped her over on her back and looked down at her, his eyes blazing.
“What…what are you doing?” she asked breathlessly.
“You truly want me to do this? You wish to submit to my shafts—both of them—piercing your cunt and ass at the same time?”
Lauren swallowed hard. When he put it that way it sounded so scary…but there was no way she was backing down now. “Yes,” she said, lifting her chin. “I do. I want to submit to you, Master, and have you bond me to you. I want to be yours forever.”
“Very well, then.” He nodded slowly. “You can start by lying on your back with your hands over your head.”
Lauren scrambled to obey. She was still wearing the gauzy red top, though it was pulled down to show her breasts, but Xairn had removed the pants that went with it completely. She felt strangely vulnerable as she lay on her back, her arms raised over her head. But if this was how Xairn wanted her, she was more than willing to comply.
“I’m ready, Master,” she murmured, looking up at him. “Ready for you to take me.”
“Not yet, you’re not.” Leaning down, he picked up something from the floor. Lauren bit her bottom lip nervously when she saw it was his thick black belt.
“What…” Her voice wavered. “What are you going to do with that?”
“Don’t worry.” His voice was suddenly soft. “No matter what depravities my Scourge nature urges me to commit, I would never hit or beat you.” He stroked her cheek with surprising tenderness. “This is simply to fasten you to the headboard of the bed.”
“You’re going to tie me down?” Lauren whispered. She’d fantasized such scenarios before but somehow they had been a lot less frightening in her imagination.
Xairn raised an eyebrow at her. “Didn’t I tell you a female is always restrained during traditional Scourge bonding sex?”
“Yes.” Lauren licked her hips. “You…you did say that. I remember now.”
Leaning close, he looked into her eyes. “This is part of it, Lauren—part of what I want to do to you. I want you helpless and restrained, unable to do anything but surrender completely. But I understand if you feel uncomfortable. We don’t have to—”
“Yes we do!” she said quickly. She returned his gaze boldly. “If this is part of it, I want to do it. Want you to do it to me.”
He frowned. “Are you sure?”
“Very sure. Please, Master.” Holding his eyes, she reached above her head and grasped the thick wooden support in the center of the headboard. “Restrain me,” she whispered. “Do what you need to do to me. But please, don’t leave.”
Xairn’s breathing was ragged but he did as she said. Leaning over her, he wrapped the thick black belt around both her wrists and passed it around the wooded support before buckling it firmly. “There.” He sat back at last, his burning gaze sweeping over her body. “Gods, Lauren, you’re so beautiful stretched out like this. So beautiful submitting to me.”
Lauren’s breath caught in her throat. “I want to submit,” she told him softly. “I want…want you to take me. Please, Xairn…Master, I need you in me.”
“And I need to be in you.” Reaching out, he stroked her cheek tenderly. “But we must take things slowly. Though my nature urges me to take you hard and fast, I want to savor this moment, to burn your sweet submission into my memory forever.”
“Slow is good,” Lauren murmured. “Very good, Master.”
“I know.” He ran his hand over her body, stroking her bare breasts and tugging gently at the silver rings that pierced her nipples. Lauren gasped softly at the hot sensations that flashed through her body at his light touch.
“Master,” she whispered, closing her eyes. “Please, Master, please fuck me.”
“As you wish. Open yourself for me.” It was a command, not a request and Lauren eagerly complied. But instead of feeling the two broad heads rubbing against both her pussy and her rosebud, as she had expected, she felt slippery fingers pressing against her back entrance.
“What…?” Her eyes flew open to find that he was watching her intently as he massaged her rosebud.
“You need to be oiled and stretched,” he explained, adding another finger as she gasped at the sudden invasion. “I may not be able to stop myself from taking you, but I can at least try not to wound you in the process.”
Lauren was touched. Having felt the tension in his big body, she knew how hard it was for him to delay his instinct to bond her to him. The fact that he could put off his own needs in order to tend to her made her love him even more.
“It’s all right. I’m all right,” she whispered and was surprised to find that it was true. The fruit Kat had given her was really doing its job. Though he had three thick fingers stretching her back entrance, she felt no pain.
Xairn looked at her wonderingly. “It was true then—what Deep told me about the substance they use to make bonding sex possible.”
“It’s a fruit,” Lauren told him breathlessly. “And it makes you very, very, uh, needy.”
“Is that right?” He stroked his other hand down her body, teasing her nipples and brushing lightly over her neat thatch of curls. “So it makes your pussy hot and wet and ready? Is that what you mean?”
“Yes,” Lauren whispered. Her cheeks were hot as she admitted her need and desire but she had no wish to lie to him. “Yes, Master.”
“Ready to open for me?” His thick fingers slid between her legs, caressing her wet slit, delving inward to find her swollen clit and tease it unmercifully. “Ready to spread your legs and let me fuck you?”
Wordlessly, Lauren nodded. God, he was killing her with pleasure! She felt so empty inside, so needy. Please…please let him hurry!
“Then open for me,” Xairn commanded roughly. “Spread your legs and let me in.”
Lauren bit her lip and did as he said. Tied to the bed as she was, the position left her wide open, her naked pussy and ass on display for his pleasure and penetration. She thought she had never felt more vulnerable…or more hot. Deep inside her the bonding fruit was doing its job, making her ache to be opened, to be filled. She thought if she didn’t have him in her soon she would die.
“Please, Master,” she moaned. “I can’t wait anymore. I want you in me.”
“You’re sure you’re ready?” Xairn positioned himself between her legs and cupped her cheek, looking down into her eyes anxiously. She could feel his hot, hard body poised above hers, could smell the warm, spicy, masculine scent of his skin as he prepared to take her. His red-on-black eyes blazed and he looked like he was hanging onto his self control by a thread. But Lauren knew if she said no he would still hold off. Loving him even more, she nodded.
“I’m ready. More than ready. Please, I need you!”
“I need you too, my sweet Lauren,” he admitted, his voice a low growl. “Gods, how I need you.” Reaching between them, he guided both shafts into position.
Lauren moaned softly as she felt two broad heads brushing against her, one poised at the entrance to her pussy and the other nudging against her rosebud. Then Xairn gazed intently into her eyes.
“Look at me,” he commanded, beginning to press both thick shafts into her body. “Watch me while I take you. Open your soul to me as you open your body. If we’re going to do this, I need all of you.”
“Yes, Master,” Lauren gasped and bit her lip at the intensity of his gaze. She held his eyes as he entered her, the broad heads of his primary and secondary cocks breaching both her pussy and her rosebud at the same time. God, he was huge. She could feel her body stretching to accommodate him as
he slid slowly deeper and she knew without the bonding fruit Kat had given her she wouldn’t have been able to take him. Both of his shafts were simply too large and the fact that they had to be in her at the same time was too much for any human girl to bear.
Thanks to the effects of the fruit there was no pain but she felt tight, completely penetrated in a way she had never been before. Looking into Xairn’s red-on-black eyes, feeling the deep connection to the man she loved, she relished the feeling, moaning softly as he pressed deeper and deeper into her, taking her completely.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked, his eyes burning into his. “Tell me now if I am, Lauren. “Once I get all the way inside you, once I penetrate you completely, I won’t be able to stop. I’ll have to fuck you until I fill you with my cum.”
“It’s all right,” she whispered, wishing she could reach up to stroke his cheek. “I’m okay. You’re just…so big. But don’t stop—I can handle it.”
“You’re beautiful, you know that?” His gaze softened somewhat as he looked at her. “I love this, love having you spread out under me. Love to feel your sweet little pussy and ass stretching to take me in as I penetrate you.”
God, but his hot, dirty words turned her on! “Go deeper,” Lauren urged him, her heart pounding. “Take me all the way, Master. Please, I want to feel you all the way inside me.”
“As you wish.” With a last, slow, deliberate thrust, he did as she requested.
Lauren moaned as she felt him hit home inside her and knew he was buried to the hilt in both her pussy and her ass. There was no going back now. No asking him to stop. She was pinned beneath him, helpless, both her cunt and her rosebud filled with his thick shafts. There was nothing she could do now but spread her legs wider and submit to him. Submit to his fucking.
She expected him to start at once but for a long moment he held perfectly still, looking into her eyes.
“Gods, you’re tight,” he whispered. “So tight and so beautiful, opening yourself for me this way.”
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