Brides of the Kindred Volume One

by Evangeline Anderson

  “Of course it matters.” Lauren caressed him tenderly. “What happens in your childhood sticks with you as an adult. Jumping into that pool must have scared you to death—but you did it anyway. To save me.”

  “How could I not?” He shook his head, his damp hair whispering against her bare skin. “I…there are many things about my existence before I met you that I didn’t want you to know. That was one of them.”

  “I want you to tell me. You hear me?” Lauren lifted his chin and looked down into those familiar burning eyes. “Tell me anything you want to—anything you need to. Doesn’t matter what it is, I’ll still love you, no matter what.”

  He frowned. “You think that but there are things in my past that would make any normal person ill.”

  “Try me.” Lauren held his eyes with hers. “Go on.”

  Xairn’s face grew grim. “Fine. You’ve seen how quickly Little One bonded herself to me, haven’t you? But I had another pet before her. One I cared for so deeply it nearly drove me mad when she died.”

  “Oh, honey…” Lauren was almost afraid to ask but she knew she had to. This was some kind of test Xairn was putting her through—a trial to see if she truly loved him as much as she said. Lauren wanted desperately to pass it. “How…how did she die?” she asked hesitantly.

  Xairn drew a deep breath. “I killed her,” he said quietly, still holding Lauren’s eyes with his own. “I had no choice. My father found her and threatened to torture her.”

  “Oh, no!” Lauren shook her head, not wanting to believe.

  “Oh yes,” Xairn said quietly. “I always knew it might happen one day. I had a poison capsule implanted beneath her skin, one activated by my voice alone. When the time came, I commanded her to die and she did, in…in my arms.”

  “Xairn…” Lauren didn’t know what to say. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered.

  “I was taken from my mother as an infant and taken away from the nurse who raised me as a very young child.” Xairn’s voice was steady but his hands trembled slightly as he spoke. “My father was…cruel. I knew he didn’t care for me. Sanja was the only thing I had to love in my whole sterile existence. Killing her…nearly killed me, too. I was dead inside. Emotionally lifeless until…until I met you.”

  “Oh baby…” Lauren hugged him hard and his arms around her waist tightened convulsively. “I love you,” she whispered. “I still love you, I don’t care what you had to do to survive in that horrible place. It doesn’t change how I feel about you, how much I care about you.”

  “Lauren…” He said her name over and over like a prayer and she felt his mouth move, soft and slow and hot against the bare skin of her chest. A caress…a kiss. “You showed me what love was,” he whispered. “Gave me the strength to leave my old life behind. I owe you so much.” Then his lips moved to one side, trailing hot and wet over the thin, damp bikini top that covered her right breast. Lauren gasped softly as she felt the heat of his breath over her suddenly tight nipple. God, she thought. I want this so much. Want to hold him and comfort him. Want to show him how much I love him…

  “I want to show you how I feel, too.” He looked up at her and placed a hot, deliberate kiss over the aching point of her nipple. “But I don’t know how I can.”

  “Xairn,” she whispered, her voice tight with pleasure and hope. “Honey…” Reaching up, she pulled the damp triangle of fabric to one side, baring her breast to him. “Do it,” she murmured, stroking his hair. “Let me feel your mouth on me.”

  With a low growl, Xairn sucked her nipple into his mouth at once, lapping and sucking eagerly. Lauren moaned and clutched at his thick black hair. “God, yes,” she whispered. “Yes, Xairn, yes.”

  He moved to her other breast as well, pushing the bikini top aside himself this time in order to get to her full curves. Lauren thrust toward him, offering herself, breathless with desire. At last he looked up at her.

  “I want you,” he whispered in a voice that was dangerously near a growl. “I need you, Lauren—need to be in you. But I don’t…don’t want to hurt you.”

  “I’m not afraid,” Lauren assured him breathlessly.

  “But I am. Every time we get close to making love my Scourge instincts take over and I lose myself…lose the ability to be gentle.”

  Lauren frowned. “There must be a way. There has to be. I need you too—so much.”

  Xairn looked thoughtful. “Yes. A way to subvert my dominant tendencies so I can love you without hurting you.” His eyes roved over the room, as though searching for something, and then stopped at a certain spot on the kitchen table. “There.” He nodded at the long black nylon leash they’d bought for Little One at the pet store.

  “What?” Lauren looked at the leash uncertainly. It was thick and very tough. They weren’t certain what kind of dog Little One was but it looked like she had some Black Lab in her and they got to be a pretty good size. Still, she didn’t understand what Xairn wanted her to do with it.

  “Get it,” he said, indicating the leash again. “Bring it here.”

  Lauren did as she was told. Standing before his chair she looked down at his naked, muscular form, taut with tension. “Now what?” she asked, holding up the black leash.

  Xairn took a deep breath. “Now I want you to tie me to the chair and take me.”

  Chapter Thirty-one

  Far above in the Fathership, the AllFather raised his head. Leaving his current victim in a heap on the metal floor, he began to pace in an ever widening circle. “Sssoon,” he hissed, his lipless mouth moving in eager anticipation. “Sssoon he will take her. Sssoon.”

  The Earth girl he had stolen with the transport beam moaned and tried to crawl away. She was a feisty one, all right—twice she’d pulled out the memory wires implanted under her skin and tried to escape. No one would think from her delicate appearance that she had so much fight in her, the AllFather mused. Her diminutive stature along with pale, porcelain skin and long midnight-black hair made her appear almost like a doll. But her small size belied a savage heart and strong spirit.

  The AllFather didn’t really care about her temperament. He had chosen her for her hair, as it was the exact color and length as Lauren’s. He was certain that once Xairn saw her image on the local NewsFeed he would know why she had been taken. If that didn’t work, he had planned to take an Earth girl with eyes like Lauren’s. But that unusual shade of amber had proved difficult to find.

  “And now it appearsss I will not need to take another after all,” he murmured to himself, still pacing. The huge viewscreen which projected the latest female’s memories was frozen in place, showing the girl standing in a defensive posture with a large Earth male poised to beat her. Truly, the AllFather hadn’t had to twist her recollections much—her past had enough pain to satisfy him without adding much to it. In fact, he was very nearly satiated at the moment. Perhaps he should finish her off another time.

  “It ssseems you have a ssshort reprieve, my dear…” What was her name again? Oh yes, Elise. “My dear Elissse.” He leaned over the girl who gasped and pulled back. The AllFather smiled, his eyes glowing. “I mussst concentrate on my errant ssson. I expect him here sssoon. Perhapsss you’ll get to meet him before I end you.”

  The girl drew herself into trembling ball and stared at him defiantly with dark eyes. “Go to hell,” she whispered and spat at his feet.

  “Ssstill rebelliousss, eh?” The AllFather smiled. “Good. I like the onesss who fight to the end. It makesss their pain ssso much more deliciousss.” Then he turned and swept from the room, leaving the girl naked and shivering in the center of the large room.

  He had another prisoner to tend. One who would hold a special interest for Xairn, he was certain.

  Chapter Thirty-two

  “Take you?” Lauren wasn’t sure she’d heard him right.

  Xairn nodded. “If you tie me tightly enough it should help me control my dominant urges. There are no equals in a Scourge sexual relationship—only dominant or submissive. In o
rder to avoid hurting you, I must take the submissive role.”

  “Really? You? Submissive?” Lauren could scarcely imagine how this was going to work. But Xairn nodded again.

  “I must. It’s the only way.”

  “But I don’t…I don’t know how to dominate you.” Lauren bit her lip. “In fact, if we’re taking sides like this I think I’d be more comfortable playing the, uh, other role.”

  “You would, would you?” Xairn’s head came up and he gave her a long, level stare that seemed to pierce right through her.

  Lauren felt her cheeks getting hot as she tried desperately not to think of her recent fantasies. “Well, I mean, I don’t really know. I—”

  “Never mind.” Xairn shook his head. “Tie me quickly. Just the thought of you submitting to me…”

  “What?” Lauren’s heart started to pound but he shook his head again.

  “Nothing. Tie me and be sure the knots are strong.”

  The black leash was stiff and awkward to work with. In the end Lauren had to settle for tying his hands behind his back and making them fast to the back of the kitchen chair he was sitting on. When she was done, Xairn looked up at her with fiery eyes.

  “Now slap me.”

  “What?” Lauren protested. “I don’t want to do that!”

  “Do it,” he grated. “I could shred this little cord that binds me and snap the chair to splinters with no effort at all. You need to assert your dominance, Mistress.”

  “But I can’t—”

  “Yes, you can,” he growled. “Damn it, Lauren, do you want this or not?”

  Lauren lifted her chin. “You know I do.”

  “If you want me, you have to dominate me first.” His eyes flashed. “Or I’ll free myself and dominate you instead. “ Suddenly his voice dropped to an almost pleading tone. “Please, Lauren I don’t…don’t want to do that. Don’t want to hurt you.”

  Lauren took a deep breath. This wasn’t how she’d imagined her first time with Xairn. Hell, this wasn’t something she’d imagined doing with anyone. But she loved him and if this was what it took…

  “Fine,” she said in a low voice. “I’ll do it. And…and I won’t hold back.”

  “Good.” He looked at her hungrily. “Then slap me.”

  Lauren shook her head. “I said I’d do it but I’m going to do it my way, you understand?”

  He just stared at her, that hungry, animalistic look growing in his eyes. Lauren sensed she was losing him. Have to do something quick!

  Threading her fingers through his thick black hair, she grabbed a handful and yanked his head back. Then she leaned over him and looked him in the eye. “I said, do you understand?”

  Xairn’s whole body jerked and his eyes widened in obvious surprise. “Yes.”

  “Yes, what?” Lauren demanded, glaring at him.

  “Yes…Mistress,” he murmured.

  Lauren nodded and released him. “Good, that’s good.” And strangely enough, it was. She’d never had the urge to dominate anyone before—just as she’d never had the urge to submit before she met Xairn. But the role felt surprisingly right now that she was getting into it. Surprisingly…comfortable.

  “You like it, don’t you? The feeling of power.” Xairn watched her, one black eyebrow raised.

  “Maybe I do.” Smiling, Lauren ran her fingers through his hair again, more gently this time. “Are you surprised?”

  “Everything about you surprises me. It’s one of the things I love about you,” he said softly.

  “Enough talk.” Leaning down, Lauren took his mouth in a hot kiss. She was delighted when Xairn returned her kiss with passion. He needs this—needs it as much as I do, she thought as he thoroughly explored her mouth.

  “More,” he growled, breaking the kiss to stare into her eyes. “I need it more.”

  “Then let’s get to it.” Standing back, Lauren made sure Xairn’s eyes were on her as she untied her bikini top and let it fall to the floor. When she reached for the ties that held the bottom in place, he made a hoarse, hungry noise in the back of his throat. “That’s right,” Lauren murmured as she untied it slowly and let the two little triangles of white fabric drop, baring her pussy for him. “Look at me, baby. Look but don’t touch.” Then she walked toward him. “I, on the other hand, am finally going to touch just as much as I want.”

  As she spoke, she ran her hands over his broad, muscular shoulders and chest, tracing the brand of her name with her fingertips. Then she moved lower, stoking her way down his corded abdomen. She could feel the tension coiled like a spring inside him—the barely controlled power thrumming just under the surface of his smooth tan skin. It was like stroking a caged tiger, one that might break the lock that held it and attack at any time.

  “Lauren…” Xairn’s voice was thick with warning as her fingers trailed lower, running over his thighs and moving inward. “What are you doing?”

  “Exploring.” She gave him a slow, lazy smile. “I’ve been dying to get a look at you down here, you know? Ever since you told me you had two, uh, pieces of equipment.” She took his long, hard cock in her hand, marveling at its size and the softness of his skin. It was hot to the touch and she couldn’t get her fingers all the way around it. So big! “I guess this is what you call your secondary shaft?” she asked, looking up.

  Xairn took a ragged breath. “Yes, that is my secondary shaft,” he said, his voice low and strained. “Sitting above it, as you see, is my primary or bonding shaft.”

  “Hmm.” Lauren examined what appeared to be a smaller, non-erect phallus forking from the top side of his cock. “It’s not very, uh, big.”

  “That’s because it’s dormant at the moment—not aroused.” His eyes flashed. “Don’t touch me there too much. And whatever you do, don’t put your mouth on me.”

  “What, like this?” Bending down, Lauren took a long, leisurely lick from the base of his secondary shaft up to the broad, mushroom shaped head. He tasted hot and salty and masculine—delicious.

  “Don’t!” Xairn sounded almost panicked and she looked up to see him straining against his bonds. “Don’t,” he repeated. “If you arouse my primary shaft I won’t be able to stop until I’ve taken you. Bonded you.”

  Lauren stroked his shaft again, capturing a drop of precum with her thumb and using it to caress the sensitive head. “Would that really be so bad?”

  Xairn’s eyes narrowed. “My primary shaft would grow to almost twice the thickness of my secondary shaft and I would have the unstoppable urge to break my bonds, throw you on your back, and penetrate you with both of them for hours, fucking and fucking—filling both your back passage and your pussy with my cum until you were utterly and unquestionably mine forever.” He paused and looked at her. “Are you ready for that, Mistress?”

  Lauren’s mouth suddenly went dry as she looked down at the thick club of flesh in her hand. “Twice the size of this one?”

  Slowly, he nodded. “Have you ever experienced double penetration before? Are you prepared to spread yourself for me and submit to my fucking?”

  “I…I don’t know,” she whispered.

  Xairn shook his head. “If you don’t know then you’re not ready,” he said harshly. Then his voice became gentle. “Please, Lauren, I love you. I want to show you how much but not that way. That way lies pain and fear and I don’t want to hurt or scare you.”

  “Then how?” she whispered, looking at him uncertainly.

  “Mount me.” There was an urgency in his voice that made her pussy throb with need. “Take me,” he begged softly. “Fuck me. Please, Lauren, I want you to. I need you to.”

  “Yes.” Suddenly she understood that this was the only way. The only way they could be together without someone getting really hurt. Carefully, she straddled him, putting one leg on either side of his muscular hips, her feet planted firmly on the floor.

  Xairn was almost panting now and his eyes were a steady red-on-black. She could feel the heat from his big body, smell the warm, spicy mu
sk that was at once and entirely him. “Do it,” he urged her, his voice a low growl of desire. “Do it now.”

  “Yes,” Lauren whispered again. Guiding him with one hand and resting her other hand on his broad shoulder for support, she slowly lowered herself down.

  “Gods!” Xairn threw back his head as they made contact but Lauren wasn’t ready to take him just yet.

  “Mmm, that feels good.” With a little moan of desire, she rubbed him against her, wetting the broad head of his cock against her open folds, sliding it against her sensitive, swollen clit until she thought she would die of pleasure.

  “More!” Xairn looked up at her, his face filled with need. “Give me more—put me in you. Sheathe me to the hilt in your pussy.”

  “Like this?” Keeping her eyes locked with his, Lauren lowered herself down slowly. Both of them gasped as his thick shaft breached her entrance. She had to bite her lip to keep from crying out as the tight, stretching pleasure began. God, and this was only his secondary shaft! She couldn’t imagine taking his primary one if it was so much bigger, especially if this one was thrusting into her ass at the same time. Xairn was right—she wasn’t ready for that. Honestly, she didn’t know if she ever would be.

  But you’ll have to do it eventually, whispered a little voice in her head. If you want to keep him with you. If you want to bond with him. Lauren didn’t have time to think about that right now. It was all she could do to accommodate one thick shaft deep in her body—let alone two.

  At last she could feel him all the way inside her, his thickness stretching her to the limit as the wide head of his cock pressed hard against the end of her channel. Never had she felt so filled before, so opened, so owned. And yet with Xairn’s hands tied behind his back to the chair, she had all the power. So maybe I’m the one doing the owning, she thought, looking him in the eyes.

  “Yes,” Xairn whispered hoarsely and she knew he was catching her thoughts again. “Yes, Lauren I said it before but it’s still true—you own me, mind, body, and soul. So take me, my love. Take me now.”