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  “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.

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  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.”

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