He loved her flavor and her taste but almost as much, he loved the way she pulled his hair and scratched his shoulders while she called his name and begged him not to stop…never to stop because she was close…so damnclose!
Sucking her sweet little clit between his lips, T’zaren began lashing it with his tongue, circling and teasing it as he gave the little bud all the attention it deserved, pushing hisS’renthacloser and closer to the edge. His shafts were so hard it felt like they might burst but his only thought was for Lucille—he wanted to make her come, wanted to feel her trembling and crying and coming just for him.
At last, he got his wish. Lucille’s back arched and her fingers tightened in his hair as she called his name. She was trembling all over and he tasted a fresh gush of honey as she gave herself up completely to the pleasure of his mouth on her pussy.
Gods, she was so fucking beautiful when she came! So hot when she gave it up! T’zaren kept on lapping and sucking, guiding her through the peaks of pleasure until, at last, she began gasping and shying away from his tongue on her clit. Then he knew she’d had enough. With a final, sucking kiss, he disengaged and came to lay beside her on the bed.
Lucille was panting but after a moment her eyes opened and she looked at him.
“That was amazing,” she whispered. “I hope…hope I didn’t pull your hair too hard.”
“Love it when you pull my hair and scratch my shoulders, myS’rentha,”T’zaren told her hoarsely. “It lets me know you’re enjoying yourself when you ride my tongue.”
She blushed a little at his frank words but he could see a smile playing around her lovely mouth.
“Well, thank you, baby,” she murmured. “I certainly do enjoy it when you, er, serve me.”
“Serving myS’renthais my greatest pleasure in life,” T’zaren assured her. “I’ve been dreaming of tasting your pussy again for days,” he admitted. “Of giving you orgasms and making you come with my tongue. I fucking love it, Lucille.”
She blushed again and propped herself up on one elbow.
“Speaking of serving and giving… I thought you were mad at me, you know,” she said. “About what we…what Mistress Shin’dara made me do to you in the Throne Room.”
“How could I be mad about giving myself to you?” T’zaren asked, frowning in confusion. “It’s true I didn’t expect to take the Unbreakable Vow with you before we were even bonded, but I have no shame or regret about it.”
“See, a human manwouldhave, though,” Lucille said. “And I thought you were upset because we’d done that and you were regretting it. Also, Ididn’tknow we were taking a vow to stay together when I, er,tookyou,” she added.
T’zaren shook his head.
“Forgive me for not explaining in more detail but I thought you understood. I didn’t know that human males don’t give themselves to their females in that way.”
“Well, most of them don’t, anyway,” Lucille clarified. “I mean, there are a few but it’s not really common, I don’t think. And it doesn’t constitute a binding agreement when you do it,” she added.
Rolling over to face her, T’zaren took one of her small hands in his.
“Do you not want to be bound to me, Lucille?” he asked quietly. “I understand that you didn’t know we were taking the Unbreakable Vow. You shouldn’t be constrained by a custom you didn’t comprehend at the time you participated in it.”
“What? No!” She exclaimed. Reaching out, she cupped his cheek in her hand and looked into his eyes. “Iwantyou, T’zaren—I want tobewith you. I just didn’t think you felt the same way.”
“Of course I do,” he said hoarsely. “I want to serve you and love and cherish and protect you forever, myS’rentha!”
Lucille’s lovely eyes were suddenly half-lidded.
“Well, Idolike the way you’re always wanting toserveme,” she remarked, smiling at him. “And to be honest, I kind of enjoyed taking you—fuckingyou—that way.”
T’zaren felt his Sen Stripe flare at her hot words.
“And I enjoyed giving myself to you,” he admitted in a low voice. “I never thought I’d have aS’renthathat would want to tie me up and take me the way you did, but I loved it when you did it. It was fuckinghot.”
“I thought so too,” Lucille murmured. “And I wouldn’t mind doing it again sometime. But for now, I have an idea. Why don’t you ‘serve’ me again right now?”
“With the greatest pleasure,” T’zaren rumbled. He reached for her again, but she got off the bed suddenly.
“Not like that—I have something different in mind. Sit back against the headboard and put your hands up by the bedposts,” she told him.
Wondering where this was going, T’zaren did as she said. Scooting back against the headboard, he put his hands up against the bedposts.
Lucille left for a moment to rummage in a small dresser. She came back with some colorful pieces of material in her hand.