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  “Well then, why…?”

  Lissa dropped the coat. “Master,” she said in a trembling voice. “I…I’ve been a very bad girl. And I need…need you to punish me.”

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  Saber looked at her blankly. “What? What are you talking about?” He was trying to keep his eyes on her face but the provocative outfit she was wearing kept drawing his gaze. He’d seen her completely naked and also dressed in the strange, elaborate clothes of the Yonnites, but somehow nothing else had seemed as sexy to him as the flirty little skirt and the see-through blouse she was wearing.

  “I…Master, I…” Lissa shook her head, looking defeated. “I can’t do this—I don’t know how to do this.”

  “What are you trying to do?” Saber murmured, stepping closer to her.

  “Seduce you, I guess.” She looked up at him, her jade green eyes filled with uncertainty and her cheeks stained red with embarrassment. “But I’m not doing a very good job of it.”

  “Actually, you’re doing an excellent job.” Saber brushed his fingertips lightly over her hot cheek and she blushed even harder.

  “I am? It…it doesn’t feel like it.”

  “I promise, you are.” He gave her a smile. “Please…go on.”

  “Oh…” Lissa smiled back tentatively. “All right…Master,” she said. “As I was saying, I’ve been bad.”

  “Oh?” Saber growled softly. “And how bad have you been, Lissa?”

  “Very…very bad,” she said breathlessly. “And…and I need to ask your forgiveness.”

  Before Saber could reply, she sank down on her knees in front of him and pressed her soft little cheek right against the crotch of his black flight pants.

  “Gods!” Saber muttered hoarsely. He’d been hard before—just seeing her in that little outfit guaranteed that. But now he was rock-solid—his cock throbbing and so rigid he was almost in pain. “Lissa,” he said, reaching down to stroke her hair. “You don’t have to do this.”

  “Yes, I do.” She looked up at him, her lush pink lips set in a determined line. “You submitted to me on Yonnie Six and now I want to submit to you.”

  “Oh, Lissa…” He stroked her hair again, remembering his “submission” to her. He felt a hell of a lot better about it after his talk with Merrick but just the memory of offering himself the way he had, not to mention the intense pleasure that had resulted, still made him both confused and hot.

  “I want to give myself to you,” she whispered. “That is…if you still want me.”

  “I never stopped wanting you,” Saber assured her, his voice hoarse.

  “I never stopped wanting you either. Let me show you how much.” With trembling fingers, she unsnapped his pants and pulled down the zipper, letting his cock spring free.

  Saber groaned as she took it in her hand and rubbed her cheek against it. Gods, her skin was so soft! Then she pressed her lips to his shaft and he thought he might explode.

  Her soft, tentative kisses soon turned to more daring tongue play. Lissa licked him from the base of his shaft up to the head and then down again, only stopping to dart the tip of her little pink tongue playfully into the small opening at its tip.

  Saber felt like his nerves were on fire. He knew she’d never done anything like this before but Gods, she was amazing at it. Or maybe it was just the fact that the woman he loved so desperately was on her knees to him, pleasuring him. The sight of her kneeling there, doing everything she could to make him feel good was making him so hot he could barely stand it.

  “Lissa,” he murmured, stroking her hair as she licked and kissed him. “Gods…so good…”

  “I’m glad you enjoy it, Master.” She gave him a shy smile before continuing to lick him. But it wasn’t until she actually sucked the broad head of his cock between her lips that Saber knew he had to stop her. As delightful as the oral pleasure was, if he let it go on, he would wind up coming in her mouth.

  “Lissa,” he murmured, pulling her gently away. “Lissa no, stop.”

  “Didn’t I do it right?” She looked up at him, her eyes filled with hurt. “I tried to, Master. I—”

  “You did it perfectly—too perfectly,” he said dryly. “I just don’t want to lose control and come in your mouth.” He stroked her hair away from her face and looked at her meaningfully. “I don’t want to do that to you.”

  “I know something you can do instead.” Lissa rose gracefully to her feet and walked over to the couch. Slowly, she lowered herself down until she was on her hands and knees with her lovely, rounded ass in the air. “Please, Master,” she murmured, looking at him. “Please, take me.”

  Saber groaned aloud at the erotic picture she made. Her prone position had caused the little green skirt to rise and he could see that she was wearing no panties under it. He walked over to her, unable to stay away. Her pussy was like a ripe pink flower, the soft outer petals opening to reveal her slick inner folds and he could smell her warm, feminine fragrance. It made his mouth water for the taste of her pussy and he longed to plunge his tongue deep in her tight channel and tonguefuck her until she moaned his name.

  “Saber?” she whispered and he realized that her face was white and she was trembling. The signs of her obvious fear and anxiety drove back some of his lust.

  “Yes, Lissa?” he asked softly.

  “Are…” She swallowed and he heard a click in her throat. “Aren’t you going to do it? Aren’t you going to take me?”

  “Do you want me to?” he asked, putting one hand on her exposed ass.

  “Oh!” Lissa jumped at his gentle touch. “You know I want you to. I’ve just never…except for the…the you know…never had anything, um, in me before.”

  “I know you haven’t.” Saber stroked the rounded curve of her ass soothingly. “So why are you so determined to have me there now?”

  “Because.” She gave him a look that was both frightened and resolute. “It’s only fair. You gave everything you had to me—I want to do the same for you. You, um…” She looked at him uncertainly. “You don’t have to give me the Deep Touch, if you don’t want to. You can just…just take me. To…to make things fair.”

  Saber felt his heart clench in his chest. “Making love shouldn’t be about what’s fair,” he protested. “It should be about giving pleasure, opening yourself to the one you love.”

  “I thought that too,” Lissa whispered. “But…it didn’t quite seem to work out that way.”

  “No,” he said. “I guess it didn’t.” He stroked her ass again, thoughtfully. “So you really want me to take you? To penetrate you and fill up?” he murmured, looking her in the eyes.

  Lissa looked more frightened than ever but she nodded anyway. “That’s exactly what I want…Master.”

  Saber had an idea. “All right then,” he growled, giving her a stern look. “Put your head down and your ass in the air and spread your legs for me. Now.”

  For a moment Lissa looked like she was going to object but then she took a deep breath and did as he said.

  It made Saber’s heart ache to see the look of fear on her face as she tucked her head down and raised her soft, rounded ass higher for him. Clearly she thought he was just going to take her—use her to gratify his lust and then cast her aside. But there was no way he could do that to her—it would ruin her prospects of going back to her life as a priestess for one thing. And for another, he couldn’t treat the female he loved like that. Still, she had gone to the trouble of coming to his suite and seducing him—he had to give her something.

  “Hold still,” he told her sternly. “And don’t move while I penetrate you. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Master,” she whispered, her voice quivering. “I…I understand. No matter what you do or how deeply you take me, I swear I’ll hold still.”

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  Lissa waited, her entire body tight with tension and her hands balled into fists.

  Any minute now, she told herself nervously. He’s going to put it in me. His whole long, th