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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 this 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.

“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 ponderously 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.”

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.

It’s probably nothing,
he told
himself.
Just the release of tension that was building up for so
long.
And what a release it had been…

They had made love several times, working
themselves to a sweet exhaustion before Lauren had finally untied
him and they had collapsed on the bed. Xairn reflected that it was
extremely satisfying to finally consummate their love, to give in
to the urges that had been tormenting both Lauren and himself for
months now. He wondered that he hadn’t thought of taking the
submissive role before but it simply hadn’t occurred to him. Male
Scourge were
always
dominant. In fact, he wondered if one of
his kind had
ever
allowed themselves to be subjugated by a
female before. Probably not—such an action would have been seen as
a sign of weakness in any male. But Xairn didn’t care as long as it
allowed him to be with Lauren.

It was ironic in a way—he was one of the last
real Scourge and yet he was the first to bow to the dominance of a
female.
And I will do it again without hesitation,
he
thought, stroking Lauren’s cheek tenderly.
Any male would be
proud to call her mistress. Would be lucky to give himself to her
during lovemaking.

Of course, though their lovemaking had been
amazing, it wasn’t bonding sex. Part of him—the savage, possessive
Scourge part of his soul—still demanded that he take her
completely, that he make her his beyond the shadow of a doubt. But
Xairn found it easier to ignore that part now that the worst of his
sexual thirst had been quenched.

Besides, bonding sex with a Scourge meant
pain—not just for Lauren but for any female who lay with a Scourge
male. There were no full blooded Scourge females left and no other
species was equipped to handle that size and thickness of a Scourge
male’s primary and secondary shaft. The results of bonding sex with
an Earth female would no doubt be severe agony and probably
injury—even if he was gentle, which he was certain he couldn’t be.
He knew his Scourge instincts well enough by now to know that as
soon as the urge to bond took over, he would be incapable of
tenderness during the act.

He loved Lauren and didn’t want to hurt her.
So though part of him would always feel incomplete, he refused to
give in to his instinct to make her completely and totally his. It
was better to remain as they were now rather than risk everything
to fully possess her.