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“Gods,” he murmured, slipping his fingers deep into her slippery channel and pumping into her several times. “You’re even wetter now than you were when I tasted you.”

“That’s because I…I liked it. Liked being punished by you,” Lauren admitted in a low voice. She could feel her cheeks heating at the shameful admission but she couldn’t help herself—what he had done had made her incredibly hot.

Xairn pulled her up and made her stand between his legs. Though she was standing and he was sitting, they were still eye-to-eye. “Tell me that again,” he said in a low voice.

“I said…” Lauren bit her lip and looked down. “I said it turned me on. Having you spank me like that.”

“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.