“Well then, why…?”
Lissa dropped the coat. “Master,” she said in a trembling voice. “I…I’ve been a very bad girl. And I need…need you to punish me.”
* * * * *
Saber looked at her blankly. “What? What are you talking about?” He was trying to keep his eyes on her face but the provocative outfit she was wearing kept drawing his gaze. He’d seen her completely naked and also dressed in the strange, elaborate clothes of the Yonnites, but somehow nothing else had seemed as sexy to him as the flirty little skirt and the see-through blouse she was wearing.
“I…Master, I…” Lissa shook her head, looking defeated. “I can’t do this—I don’t know how to do this.”
“What are you trying to do?” Saber murmured, stepping closer to her.
“Seduce you, I guess.” She looked up at him, her jade green eyes filled with uncertainty and her cheeks stained red with embarrassment. “But I’m not doing a very good job of it.”
“Actually, you’re doing an excellent job.” Saber brushed his fingertips lightly over her hot cheek and she blushed even harder.
“I am? It…it doesn’t feel like it.”
“I promise, you are.” He gave her a smile. “Please…go on.”
“Oh…” Lissa smiled back tentatively. “All right…Master,” she said. “As I was saying, I’ve been bad.”
“Oh?” Saber growled softly. “And how bad have you been, Lissa?”
“Very…very bad,” she said breathlessly. “And…and I need to ask your forgiveness.”
Before Saber could reply, she sank down on her knees in front of him and pressed her soft little cheek right against the crotch of his black flight pants.
“Gods!” Saber muttered hoarsely. He’d been hard before—just seeing her in that little outfit guaranteed that. But now he was rock-solid—his cock throbbing and so rigid he was almost in pain. “Lissa,” he said, reaching down to stroke her hair. “You don’t have to do this.”
“Yes, I do.” She looked up at him, her lush pink lips set in a determined line. “You submitted to me on Yonnie Six and now I want to submit to you.”
“Oh, Lissa…” He stroked her hair again, remembering his “submission” to her. He felt a hell of a lot better about it after his talk with Merrick but just the memory of offering himself the way he had, not to mention the intense pleasure that had resulted, still made him both confused and hot.
“I want to give myself to you,” she whispered. “That is…if you still want me.”
“I never stopped wanting you,” Saber assured her, his voice hoarse.
“I never stopped wanting you either. Let me show you how much.” With trembling fingers, she unsnapped his pants and pulled down the zipper, letting his cock spring free.
Saber groaned as she took it in her hand and rubbed her cheek against it. Gods, her skin was so soft! Then she pressed her lips to his shaft and he thought he might explode.
Her soft, tentative kisses soon turned to more daring tongue play. Lissa licked him from the base of his shaft up to the head and then down again, only stopping to dart the tip of her little pink tongue playfully into the small opening at its tip.
Saber felt like his nerves were on fire. He knew she’d never done anything like this before but Gods, she was amazing at it. Or maybe it was just the fact that the woman he loved so desperately was on her knees to him, pleasuring him. The sight of her kneeling there, doing everything she could to make him feel good was making him so hot he could barely stand it.
“Lissa,” he murmured, stroking her hair as she licked and kissed him. “Gods…so good…”
“I’m glad you enjoy it, Master.” She gave him a shy smile before continuing to lick him. But it wasn’t until she actually sucked the broad head of his cock between her lips that Saber knew he had to stop her. As delightful as the oral pleasure was, if he let it go on, he would wind up coming in her mouth.
“Lissa,” he murmured, pulling her gently away. “Lissa no, stop.”
“Didn’t I do it right?” She looked up at him, her eyes filled with hurt. “I tried to, Master. I—”
“You did it perfectly—too perfectly,” he said dryly. “I just don’t want to lose control and come in your mouth.” He stroked her hair away from her face and looked at her meaningfully. “I don’t want to do that to you.”
“I know something you can do instead.” Lissa rose gracefully to her feet and walked over to the couch. Slowly, she lowered herself down until she was on her hands and knees with her lovely, rounded ass in the air. “Please, Master,” she murmured, looking at him. “Please, take me.”
Saber groaned aloud at the erotic picture she made. Her prone position had caused the little green skirt to rise and he could see that she was wearing no panties under it. He walked over to her, unable to stay away. Her pussy was like a ripe pink flower, the soft outer petals opening to reveal her slick inner folds and he could smell her warm, feminine fragrance. It made his mouth water for the taste of her pussy and he longed to plunge his tongue deep in her tight channel and tonguefuck her until she moaned his name.
“Saber?” she whispered and he realized that her face was white and she was trembling. The signs of her obvious fear and anxiety drove back some of his lust.
“Yes, Lissa?” he asked softly.
“Are…” She swallowed and he heard a click in her throat. “Aren’t you going to do it? Aren’t you going to take me?”
“Do you want me to?” he asked, putting one hand on her exposed ass.
“Oh!” Lissa jumped at his gentle touch. “You know I want you to. I’ve just never…except for the…the you know…never had anything, um, in me before.”
“I know you haven’t.” Saber stroked the rounded curve of her ass soothingly. “So why are you so determined to have me there now?”
“Because.” She gave him a look that was both frightened and resolute. “It’s only fair. You gave everything you had to me—I want to do the same for you. You, um…” She looked at him uncertainly. “You don’t have to give me the Deep Touch, if you don’t want to. You can just…just take me. To…to make things fair.”
Saber felt his heart clench in his chest. “Making love shouldn’t be about what’s fair,” he protested. “It should be about giving pleasure, opening yourself to the one you love.”
“I thought that too,” Lissa whispered. “But…it didn’t quite seem to work out that way.”
“No,” he said. “I guess it didn’t.” He stroked her ass again, thoughtfully. “So you really want me to take you? To penetrate you and fill up?” he murmured, looking her in the eyes.
Lissa looked more frightened than ever but she nodded anyway. “That’s exactly what I want…Master.”
Saber had an idea. “All right then,” he growled, giving her a stern look. “Put your head down and your ass in the air and spread your legs for me. Now.”
For a moment Lissa looked like she was going to object but then she took a deep breath and did as he said.
It made Saber’s heart ache to see the look of fear on her face as she tucked her head down and raised her soft, rounded ass higher for him. Clearly she thought he was just going to take her—use her to gratify his lust and then cast her aside. But there was no way he could do that to her—it would ruin her prospects of going back to her life as a priestess for one thing. And for another, he couldn’t treat the female he loved like that. Still, she had gone to the trouble of coming to his suite and seducing him—he had to give her something.
“Hold still,” he told her sternly. “And don’t move while I penetrate you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master,” she whispered, her voice quivering. “I…I understand. No matter what you do or how deeply you take me, I swear I’ll hold still.”
* * * * *
Lissa waited, her entire body tight with tension and her hands balled into fists.
Any minute now, she told herself nervously. He’s going to put it in me. His whole long, th
ick shaft. And I have to hold still and take it, have to open myself for him and take everything he has to give. I swore I would.
She was already wishing she hadn’t given that particular promise. Saber’s shaft was huge and she was worried about being able to take all of it inside her. But if she had to—
“Oh!” she gasped as something hot and warm and wet caressed the delicate inner folds of her pussy. She whipped her head around to see that Saber was on his knees behind her. “Saber?” she asked, uncertainly.
“Hold still,” he growled softly, nipping gently at her right cheek. “I said I would penetrate you—I didn’t say with what.”
“But…but I’m supposed to be your slave now,” Lissa protested, feeling confused. “It’s my job to give you pleasure—not the other way around.”
“Exactly,” he murmured, lifting his head to look her in the eye. “And nothing gives me more pleasure than to eat your sweet little cunt. So spread your pussy wide for me and let me in—I want to put my tongue all the way inside you. Want to feel you coming all over my face.”
“Oh…” Lissa whispered, feeling a shiver of pure desire run through her. “Is that really what you want, Master?”
“It is,” he growled. “So open yourself for me. Now.”
With trembling fingers, Lissa reached back and did as he demanded, spreading herself as wide as possible, opening herself completely. She could feel the cool breeze on her unprotected inner pussy, especially against the hot, throbbing button of her clit, but she didn’t try to cover herself. If this was how Saber wanted her—completely spread open and vulnerable for him—then this was how he would have her.
Saber wasted no time in taking advantage of her new position. With a low groan, he pressed his mouth to her open pussy and began to suck and lick and kiss until Lissa was gasping with pleasure. He’d never tasted her this way before—from behind. And somehow being put in such a helpless, animalistic position while he licked and tasted her pussy made her hotter than she ever have been in her life.
His quick first onslaught soon changed to something much more deliberate. Clearly he was taking his time, enjoying her pussy to the fullest. Lissa gasped and squirmed, trying to hold still as she had promised she would, trying to give herself completely. The slow, hot slide of his tongue over her clit seemed to go on forever, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Finally, when he pressed deep inside her quivering channel, she knew she was going to come.
“Saber,” she moaned as she pressed back against him, shamelessly offering her pussy for his tonguefucking. “Saber, oh Goddess, please…please…”
Saber didn’t disappoint her. With a low growl, he went back to lashing her clit with the talented tip of his tongue. At the same time, he thrust two long, thick fingers deep in her cunt and began to rhythmically fingerfuck her, pushing her harder and faster toward the edge than she’d ever been pushed before.
To her mingled shame and pleasure, Lissa found she couldn’t keep her promise—she couldn’t just hold still and take what he was giving her. Instead she moaned and cried, pressing her hips backward, angling her pelvis to give him better access to her pussy as he licked and sucked and fingerfucked her until she begged for more and moaned his name.
“Saber,” she cried as the warm tide of orgasm began to wash over her. “Please don’t stop! Please…oh, please.”
He lapped and sucked, staying with her until the last trembling aftershocks of the orgasm were over. Then Lissa felt him pull away and she knew what was coming next.
His cock, she thought apprehensively. He’ll put it in me now—of course he will. He made me more than ready to take him and now he’ll fill me up, just as I always dreamed of him doing.
But though she waited, she didn’t feel the broad, blunt head of his cock stroking over her tender, sensitized flesh. At last, she turned her head to look at him.
“Saber?” she asked softly. “Don’t…don’t you want me?”
“I do.” He sighed. “I do, amalla—but not like this.”
It was the first time since their split that he had used the cherished term of endearment and Lissa felt her heart leap in her chest. Still, she tried to push down her sudden joy—maybe he didn’t mean anything by it. Maybe he’d just called her that out of habit.
“Then…how?” she asked, sitting up and facing him when he didn’t seem inclined to do anything but sit there and look at her.
Saber took her hands in his and looked into her eyes. “I want to take you properly, amalla, in the bed. I want you under me, open for me. I want to see the look in your eyes when I thrust my shaft home inside your sweet, wet cunt for the first time. And…I want to do this.”
Lissa gasped when she felt his invisible whisper-fingers plucking gently at her hardened nipples. At the same time, his whisper-lips caressed her cheek in a tender Touch kiss.
“Oh,” she whispered, understanding at last. “You…you want to give me the Deep Touch?”
“I do.” Saber stroked her cheek with his knuckles. “I don’t want to make love to you unless I can do it properly. Unless I can bond you to me for life.”
“But…” Lissa shook her head. “I want you to—I do—with all my heart. But I thought you didn’t…”
“I was a fool,” he said harshly. “I let my pride get in the way of our love and for that I’m so sorry, amalla. I was…” He looked down. “I was ashamed of the way I reacted to being taken. I…I didn’t expect it to feel so good. So right.”
“It felt right to me too,” Lissa admitted in a whisper. “But not just because I was taking you—it felt right because we were giving each other pleasure. I only wanted to show you how much I love you, Saber. I’m sorry if I went too far.”
“None of it was your fault,” he murmured. “I was the one who let myself get upset over nothing. I felt like you couldn’t respect me—like you’d be afraid I couldn’t protect you after you saw me so weak…so needy.”
“That’s not true!” Lissa protested. “I never lost respect for you, Saber. And as for you being weak, that’s ridiculous! I know exactly how much strength it took for you to open yourself to me the way you did.”
Saber looked down for a moment. “It…wasn’t easy,” he admitted at last. “And it was confusing as hell. When I saw you wearing that thing—that strap-on rod—it made me…” He looked up at her. “It made me fucking hot, Lissa,” he said in a low voice. “And I couldn’t figure out why. But I think now it was because it was you wearing it—because somewhere inside I knew I’d be giving myself to you and part of me wanted that. Wanted it a hell of a lot.”
“It turned me on too,” Lissa whispered, biting her lip. “I felt like…like a part of me I had never even known existed was coming out. The mistress part. And I felt so bad afterwards when I knew you were upset because, well…I enjoyed it. I enjoyed dominating you.” She swallowed hard, her throat making a dry little click. “You’ll probably hate me all over again now that you know that.”
He shook his head. “Of course I don’t hate you, amalla. And you’re right—it shouldn’t matter who takes and who receives—it should just be about giving each other pleasure. And you did—give me pleasure, I mean. Almost more than I could stand. It overwhelmed me—which is why I acted like such an idiotic fool afterward.” He cupped her cheek and looked into her eyes. “I love you so much, Lissa. Can you ever forgive me for pushing you away?”
Lissa smiled at him, feeling warm all over. “I’ll gladly forgive you if you’ll just do one thing for me,” she murmured.
“Name it,” Saber said earnestly. “Anything I can do to make it up to you, I swear I’ll do it. Even if you want to take me again—I’ll give myself to you here and now. I just don’t want to lose you.”
Lissa gave him a little smile. “Well…I may take you up on that sometime in the future. But for now, what I mainly want is for you to return the favor.”
Saber frowned. “Meaning?”
“You said when I took you I gave you overwhelming pleasu
re.” Lissa raised an eyebrow at him. “So how about if you take me this time?”
“Gladly.” He swung her up in his arms and lifted her off the couch, making for the rear of the suite. “But properly, just like I said. In the bedroom.”
“Of course.” Lissa practically purred with pleasure and anticipation as he laid her down in the middle of the large mattress. Swiftly, he stripped off his uniform until he stood before her nude.
Lissa took a minute to drink him in. Though she had seen him naked before, his tall, muscular form still made her mouth water. At the thought that his hard body would soon be covering hers, she felt a delicious shiver of fear mixed with desire. He was so big but she knew he would be gentle with her.
She started to take off her own clothes but Saber stopped her with a raised hand. “Let me.”
He crawled on the bed beside her and slowly began unbuttoning her blouse. The buttons, which were already strained to the limit by her full breasts, popped loose easily, baring her naked breasts to his gaze.
“Gods, your breasts are beautiful,” Saber murmured hoarsely, tracing a slow, ticklish line around one stiff nipple.
Lissa moaned and bit her lip as his gentle touch set a fire inside her. She only wished he would pay attention to her other nipple as well. But no sooner was the thought in her head, than Saber was gratifying her wish. She felt his whisper-lips close around her other peak, lapping and sucking, tugging gently at the stiff little nub until she cried out as sparks of pleasure shot straight from her nipples to her pussy.
Saber watched her writhe under his gentle torture. “Gods, amalla, I love to Touch you while I touch you. I can feel your body reacting to me—feel your pussy getting wetter and hotter with every Touch.”
“I…I always wished you would Touch me—like this, I mean,” she admitted in a breathless voice. “Even back when we thought it was wrong. I wanted…wanted you so much.”
“I wanted you too,” Saber growled. “From the first minute I saw you. You don’t know how many times I’ve fantasized about this, amalla. How many nights I lay awake and imagined exactly how I would take you if I ever got the chance.”