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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
his 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 musk 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.”

  He didn’t have to ask her twice. Bracing herself on his shoulders, Lauren raised up, letting at least half of the thick shaft slide out of her before lowering herself again, much faster than she had the first time. Both of them groaned as they came together and then she did it again. The second time Xairn caught her rhythm and began working his hips, thrusting up into her just as she was coming down on him, working with her to give them both what they needed so badly.

  “That’s right,” he growled, his eyes never leaving hers. “Gods, you feel so good around me. Fuck yourself on me, Lauren, find your pleasure and let me see it in your eyes when you come.”

  “God, baby!” Lauren dug her fingernails into his flesh and increased the pace. More, she needed more of him, more of this—this deep, delicious pleasure that she wished could never end. God, he felt so good, so right inside her. Just as she’d always known he would.

  “So tight,” Xairn growled hungrily. He looked between them, watching as his wet shaft slid in and out of her pussy. “So tight and hot inside you, Lauren.”

  “Oh, baby…” Lauren couldn’t help it. She wanted to make this last but the sexual need that had been building up inside her almost since she met Xairn was too much, too hard to stop. She felt her pleasure cresting and looked down into his eyes. “So close…I’m so close…”

  “Come for me,” he demanded hoarsely. “Let me feel you come on my cock, Lauren. Let me feel your pleasure as I fill you up.”

  It was too much. With a low moan, Lauren felt her orgasm sweep over her, the pleasure flowing through her like warm, sensual water. Her inner muscles gripped Xairn’s shaft, squeezing like a velvet glove, demanding that he answer her pleasure with his own. With a low groan, he did.

  Lauren moaned again as he felt him spurting, hot and wet, deep inside her. She’d never actually felt this with a human male but then, Xairn was so much more than human. So much more than anything she’d ever expected to find. It occurred to her that this was his first time. She hoped it had been good for him—special in a way he would never forget.

  “I love you,” she whispered in his ear as they finally stopped grinding against each other and were still, panting with exertion. “Love you so very, very much.”

  “I love you too.” He let out a long, shaky breath. “Thank you for this, Lauren. I know…know it wasn’t exactly how you wanted our lovemaking to be.”

  Lauren pulled back and looked at him. “Xairn, honey, you know I don’t care.” She laughed. “Hell, I was getting so desperate I probably would have done it dangling from the top of the Orange Blossom Tower downtown if that’s how you told me it had to be.”

  Xairn gave her one of his rare smiles in return. “Nothing that elaborate was required. I just needed you to take the lead. And I think now you understand why.”

  “Yes.” She looked at him hesitantly. “Do you think…is this the way we’re always going to do it?”

  Xairn looked serious. “Probably. This or some variation of it. I can’t…can’t risk switching roles and being the dominant one, Lauren. Not without hurting you.”

  Lauren knew he was telling the truth but deep down she couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed. Her submissive fantasies, the ones where she was on her knees before him, the ones where he put her over his knee and spanked her, still called to her. But she pushed them aside firmly. That was never going to happen. She should be glad they could be together at all, in any capacity.

  “Well, that’s okay with me.” She smiled and kissed the tip of his nose teasingly. “I kind of like it when you call me ‘Mistress.’”

  Xairn smiled and thrust slowly up into her again. Though he had come, his cock was still as hard and long as ever. “Then…would my mistress care for another ride?”

  Lauren gasped and then moaned softly with pleasure as he filled her. “Yes, I think that’s an excellent idea.” She kissed him on the lips and whispered against his mouth, “Fuck me, Xairn.”

  He did.

  Chapter Thirty-three

  “At last!” The AllFather screeched with unholy glee, his crimson eyes burning in their sockets. Hovering thousands of miles above the surface of the Earth in his ship, he had felt the consummation of Xairn’s love. Now his son would come fully into his own, his power complete. And now was the time to harvest it, while it was still ripe and fresh, before Xairn became too strong to fight the AllFather’s will.

  Closing his eyes, he searched. Aided by the new energy signature he gave off, the AllFather found his errant son at once. The connection between them was complete— Xairn’s mind was open and vulnerable. Now to lure him back to the Fathership, the AllFather thought, cackling with unholy glee. And I have just the bait to do it.

  “Up here,” he directed, motioning for his Alpha and Beta guards. They were carrying a heavy cage between them, climbing ponderous
ly up the broad steps of his throne room. When they reached the top, he directed them to place the cage and its miserable occupant directly before the green-etched throne.

  “Is it as you wish, my master?” The Alpha guard bowed to him, waiting for new directions.

  The AllFather patted the thick shoulder approvingly. “It isss.” He should have done this in the first place, he told himself. Instead of having a son naturally he should have simply grown one in the flesh tanks. The vat-grown soldiers that made up his private guard and almost all of the Scourge population now were so much more malleable and tractable than Xairn. Then again, Xairn was his ticket to immortality so he supposed he couldn’t complain too much. All the trouble he’d had raising the boy would be worth it once he absorbed his son’s life force and power into himself. Once he became immortal.

  A small movement from the occupant of the cage drew his attention. Stooping, he peered between the metal bars which were etched with the same, twisting green runes that covered his throne. “Well, my dear. How are you feeling thisss fine day?”

  A soft, pain filled voice answered him. “Why have you woken me? You wish to torment me again?”

  The AllFather tsked disapprovingly. “Why would I wish to torture you? You know the flavor of your pain no longer givesss me pleasure.”

  “Then why? There must be a reason. Or will you finally kill me? I am close to death already—I can feel it.” The soft voice broke. “Please…let me die.”

  “Not yet.” The AllFather smiled, his lipless mouth stretching into a skeletal grin. “Sssomeone is coming to sssee you. You would not wish to misss his visit, I think.”

  “Who? Not—”

  “Sssilence,” the AllFather hissed, closing his eyes. “Be sssilent and let me concentrate. You will sssee him in good time, my dear. In good time.”

  Chapter Thirty-four

  Xairn closed his eyes and let himself drift. Lauren was resting comfortably in his arms and Little One was curled up asleep on one side of his pillow. For the first time in his whole life, he felt completely and totally at peace and it was a wonderful feeling. Wonderful and yet…strange as well. There was something inside him now—some force or power—something he hadn’t felt before they made love. It puzzled Xairn and troubled him a little but whatever it was, it didn’t seem to be hurting him. It was simply there—a soft buzzing in the back of his mind, telling him he was changed.