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  “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 now 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 display 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 no