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SERENAI

Serenai took her time cleaning the big half- Kindred’s flat belly. She found she liked running her tongue over his rock-hard abdominal muscles almost as much as she liked the sweet and salty taste of his cream.

She had also enjoyed stroking him until he shot his cream, she admitted to himself.

There was something so primal in the way he growled with desire as he released.

It made her feel hot and powerful to bring such a big, strong warrior to the brink of pleasure and then to push him over and watch him lose control.

She also liked the way he was watching her with half-lidded eyes as she cleaned him.

As she licked closer and closer to the base of his shaft, he shifted and his long, thick cock seemed to twitch again.

Then , just as she was finished, the slit at the tip of the broad head opened for a moment and another little squirt of cream escaped.

Without thinking, Serenai took his thick shaft in her hand again and bent to lap away the cream.

“Gods, baby!” she heard him groan.

She turned her head quickly to look at him.

“Oh, I’m sorry—did I hurt you?” she asked anxiously. “ I should have asked first.”

“No, no—it’s all right, sweetheart,” he assured her, his deep voice ragged. “ It just…feels really good when you put your mouth on me there. The same way it would feel good for you if you let me put my mouth on your pussy,” he explained.

Serenai felt her cheeks getting hot with a blush.

“Oh, I … I don’t think I could let you do that ,” she protested. “ But if you really don’t mind, could you make a little more cream for me to taste? Or maybe there’s still some in there.”

Turning her head, she took the broad head of his trouser snake—part of her still thought of it that way—into her mouth and sucked, swirling her tongue around and around to try and get more of the delicious cream.

“Gods, baby!” he groaned again and Serenai felt one big hand caressing her hair. “ You’re doing that so fucking well!” he told her as he stroked her. “ If you don’t stop, I’m going to come again.”

Serenai looked up at him hopefully.

“Really?” she asked. “ You can give me more cream right away?”

He nodded.

“Kindred and half- Kindred are multi-orgasmic—we can come over and over. But just so we’re clear—are you asking me to come in your mouth?”

Serenai nodded eagerly.

“Yes, I want you to do that—shoot your cream right in my mouth.”

Her words seemed to have quite an effect on him because his pale eyes went half-lidded and his voice dropped to a growl.

“All right, baby—if that’s what you want. Just keep sucking my cock like a good girl and I’ll give you my cream—as much as you want.”

“ Mmm , thank you.”

Serenai bent to her task again, stroking his thick shaft and sucking diligently on the head. But she had to admit, this wasn’t just about tasting his cream—even though she really did like it. Doing this with Brax felt both naughty and pleasurable.

She was very aware of the way she was positioned, leaning over him with her breasts hanging down.

She could feel her tight tips brushing against the soft white silk of her gown and she could see Brax watching her from the corner of her eye, his own eyes heavy-lidded with desire as she sucked and stroked him.

“Gods, baby,” he groaned and his fingers tightened in her hair. “ Going to come again—going to shoot my cum down your pretty little throat. If you changed your mind about wanting to swallow, you should pull off now.”

But Serenai didn’t want to pull off. Ducking , she took him even deeper, eager for more of his cream.

Not a moment later she felt his big body stiffen and then a hot jet of cum shot to the back of her tongue.

Serenai swallowed eagerly and as quickly as she could—she had to because he came so much and so fast. He spurted over and over and she swallowed every drop.

Before she was done, her belly felt warm and full of his delicious cream.

At last he stopped shooting and sagged back against the bed with a groan. “ Gods , little one— I haven’t had anyone suck my shaft in such a long time and you’re a fucking natural at it.”

Serenai looked up, licking her lips to get the last traces of his cum.

“So…you liked it?”

“I fucking loved it,” he growled, his eyes flashing. “ Never expected my new Mistress to want to suck my shaft, though.”

“Well, you’d better get used to it.” Serenai sat back on her knees and put one hand on her hip. “ Because I love the taste of your cream— so I’m going to want to do it again.”

She was aware of the bossy tone of her voice and she could tell that Brax was too. But he seemed to like it.

“Yes, Mistress ,” he rumbled, his eyes going half-lidded again. “ Whatever you ask of me, I’m your willing slave.”

“Well then,” Serenai began, but just then she heard the tell-tale sound of a key in the lock of the penthouse’s front door. Her eyes widened and she scrambled out of bed quickly.

Brax was instantly on the alert.

“What is it? Who is it?” he asked in a harsh whisper.

“It’s Aunt Nibblegrim —it has to be. She has the worst habit of coming in unannounced whenever she feels like it!” Serenai was looking around for a place to hide. “ Quick ! She can’t catch us like this!”

She nodded at his shaft, which was still out and at least halfway hard. She was pretty sure the pleasures they’d been indulging in weren’t on the approved list of activities that a Yonnite Mistress and her bodyslave could do together.

“You’re right—she’d better not catch us,” Brax agreed. “ But don’t worry—just get back into bed and pretend you’re asleep. I’ll stand outside your door like I’ve been there guarding you all night. Oh —and be sure you have the remote to my pain collar handy,” he added.

“I’ve got it here.” Serenai fumbled on the nightstand and found the necklace with the remote. Slipping it over her head, she slid hastily back under the covers as Brax pulled up his sleep trousers and hurried for the door.

He got into position just as the front door opened and then she heard her aunt’s heavy tread on the white carpet moss.