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  “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 order 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 t