She nodded. “Y-yes. I thought you were going to…going to examine me. To look for the other mark.”
“I am.” Xairn stopped stroking and leaned forward, parting her thighs even wider with his broad shoulders. She still made no move to resist him, even when he framed her cunt with his hands and placed his thumbs on her outer pussy lips. “I’m going to open you now, Lauren,” he told her, watching her face as he spoke. “Going to spread open your tight little pussy and see if you’re marked. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master,” she whispered. “Go ahead. I…I want you to.”
“I am not asking for your permission,” Xairn said harshly. “I’m telling you what I am going to do to you. You have no choice in the matter.”
She nodded. “I know. I…I don’t want a choice. I just want you.”
Her words touched that part inside him again—the dominant part begging to get out. Xairn pushed it aside and leaned over her spread thighs. Slowly, he opened her swollen cunt lips, revealing her slick, inner pussy, glossy with cunt honey. The sight made him catch his breath. Gods, she was beautiful! He had never seen anything so perfectly formed.
Forgetting that he was looking for a piercing, Xairn simply admired her. Last time he’d gone down on her, he had been rushed, almost desperate to taste her. This time he took his time, drinking in the sight of her lovely little cunt, breathing in her sweet, feminine aroma until he couldn’t stand it any more. Suddenly he had to taste her again—he couldn’t help it, the urge was too strong. He could leave, he told himself, leave and never see her again but not before he tasted her sweet, wet pussy just once more.
“I’m going to lick you now, Lauren,” he told her, his voice sounding hoarse with desire in his own ears. “Going to taste your sweet, creamy little cunt for as long as I want to and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
Her breath seemed to catch in her throat. “Yes, Master,” she whispered. “I…I’ll try to hold still and let you.”
“You’d better,” he said sharply. “If you move so much as a muscle I’ll be forced to punish you.”
Lauren caught her full lip between her little white teeth, her eyes going wide. “Yes, Master,” she murmured at last. “Any…any punishment you wish to give me, I would be happy to receive.”
Xairn growled low in his throat. Her willing submission was doing something to him—affecting him in a way that was hard to understand. If she’d been defiant or refused to obey his orders, he might have been able to turn away from her. But the way she gave herself so completely—to either pleasure or pain, whichever he saw fit to inflict—was pushing him forward. Forcing him to act more and more on his true nature. His Scourge nature.
Unable to hold back any longer, he leaned down and flattened his tongue against her open pussy. Then, savoring her unique salty-sweet flavor, he dragged his tongue upward, lapping her cunt long and slow.
Lauren moaned and bucked up against him, her hips moving involuntarily with the pleasure he gave her. Xairn felt his cock surge hard against the fastening of his flight pants at her reaction. Lowering his head, he did it again. And again. Gods, but she tasted delicious—as salty and rich as the sea. And the way she moaned and thrust her hips in time to his lapping made him so hard he felt like he could fuck his way through a stone wall. She was disobeying his orders by moving at all, but he would deal with that later. For now he just wanted to keep going down on her, wanted to press his tongue deep in her cunt and taste her until she came all over his face.
“Xairn! Master!” Lauren moaned and he felt her soft, slender fingers twining themselves in his hair. The feel of her touching him, holding onto him as he lapped her cunt, was almost too much to bear. A greedy lust came over him and he hooked his arms under her thighs, splitting her even wider for his assault.
Lauren gasped and her fingers tightened in his hair as he lapped and sucked her, running his tongue over her swollen, sensitive little clit and then thrusting it deep in her channel. She was close—he could sense it—and he wanted desperately to push her over the edge. Releasing one of her thighs, he positioned two fingers at the entrance to her pussy and thrust in deep.
“Yes! Oh God, Xairn!” She stiffened, her spine arching, and Xairn tasted fresh wetness as her pussy spasmed around his invading fingers. Knowing that she was coming, that he had pushed her over the edge, nearly brought about an orgasm for him as well. He held onto his self control tightly, forcing himself to ignore his own desire even as he continued to suck and lap her clit and fingerfuck her pussy.