Chapter 96: Pampering Lorelei...

"I'll help," Lorelei assured him. "No jealousy. No competition. I told you what I want for you. For us." After a pause, she added, "I'll be very happy to keep your date book for you, master."

"That's... insanely sexy."

"And manipulative, and selfish. I may have ulterior motives in wanting to be the woman who runs your schedule." As if to illustrate her point, she trailed kisses up his neck while her fingers reached up to massage his temples.

"Hey," Alex said slowly, "you're supposed to let me take care of you tonight." He reached around, found the washcloth and soap again, and went back to his gentle, tender work.

Lorelei obediently let herself be indulged. Alex was no longer the least bit shy. He had bathed her here before, exploring her body, but on that day there was no actual work to be done. It was all just in fun. Tonight he took diligent care of her, cleaning her wounds and her body from head to toe. He stared at her naked beauty all the while as he washed her hair. Even with the marring of cuts and bruises she was still an incredible sight.

As he came to her long devil's tail and washed that, too, without complaint or hesitation, Lorelei felt a new wave of happiness wash over her. She allowed his touch, even reveling in it. Alex went from that to her wings, which faded in and out of substantiality as they moved around in the tub. There was a strange convenience to them. When they weren't at all in the way, they were perfectly solid. When they became an obstruction, they faded. Yet when Alex reached for them, caressing and cleansing the dirt and grime and blood from the leathery flesh, they were quite real.

"Master, you spoil me," Lorelei smiled with her back turned for him.

"How is this spoiling you? I feel like I've done more pleasing things for you than this."

"You have, and you have not, master. You love me and pamper me more like a queen than a slave, and yet... I feel much as I did the night you truly claimed me. The night you gave me my collar. We are what we are together."

A dozen well-intentioned words of equality and respect came to his mind. He cast them aside. She was absolutely right. "We are," he agreed. When he finally finished with her wings, he went back to fondly stroking her back and her sides. There wasn't any further need to wash her there, really. He was just being affectionate. Eventually, the wings faded away again, both to the touch and to his sight. He couldn't complain; it made it easier to touch the rest of her.

Lorelei began to purr as her master's touch became increasingly familiar. He was still very gentle with her, with her wounds closed and clean but not at all gone. For all her pain, though, she was capable of enjoying his caress. They were both on their knees in the center of the tub. "Master," Lorelei murmured finally, "only you can truly heal me."

"Is that an invitation?" He leaned in close, brushing her wet hair aside to kiss the back of her neck. One hand slipped around her side, moving up to the underside of her breast to softly cup it. Her nipple was gently brushed on either side by two fingers.

"I told you after our first time. My body is forever an invitation to you, master."

"Should we move to the bed?"

"If you like...but we haven't really used this tub yet." She let him play with her body. The succubus was enjoying every moment of it.

"I thought sex in the water wasn't actually that comfortable for women."

"I'm no ordinary woman, master."

Alex grinned. He moved in a bit closer, pulling her back up against his chest. Her naked ass slid against his groin. It left his hardened cock pushed downward between her cheeks. "You're sure we can do this without hurting you?"

Lorelei let out a pleasured sigh. She reveled in the nearness of him and that hand on her breast, the way his other hand stroked her arm and the feel of his breath on her neck. She can feel the only trepidation in him now was over her injuries; everything about his demeanor tonight had been comfortably, lovingly possessive, and that thrilled her. It was even in his voice, which up against her ear was a very welcome turn-on. He had gotten much, much better at all this in such a short time. "If you are gentle with me, master. At least at first."

He didn't respond right away -- at least, not verbally. His lips slowly enveloped her earlobe. Fingertips traced up and down her front, from her neck to her inner thighs, teasing almost everything along the way. Alex conspicuously avoided her pussy, only stroking through a bit of her hair without actually going for the lips. When he shifted a bit, though, his cock slid up between her legs and teased at the willing flesh between them.

It drew from Lorelei a little gasp. She felt his desires rising, felt them build upon the condition that her vanquished rival had put him in earlier and the passion that he had shared with Rachel. The thought put a grin on her face.

"Have you and Rachel developed the same bond that we share?" Lorelei asked.

Alex grinned. It was the feeling of his teeth gently scraping the muscles between her neck and shoulder that told her he was smiling. "I think you know the answer to that," he taunted her.

"Mnh. Master?" Lorelei asked innocently.

He kept her close to him. One arm slipped up between her breasts, where his fingers could play gently at her throat. His hand gently tightening around her throat causing her to moan softly. The other moved down, parting the lips between her legs. His cock slid across them again, sending a shudder through her. Nature had endowed him with a tool that would have done just fine, but it was Lorelei's magic that had made his sex into something that would rule her indefinitely.

She wanted it. Needed it. Felt willing to beg. That was when her eyes snapped open.

He had taken the lead before, but this was different. There was real confidence here. Real control. She started to tremble. "Master," Lorelei breathed, "you're seducing me."

Neither his tone nor his roaming, arousing hands indicated any intention of stopping. "You're a very naughty slave, Lorelei," Alex taunted lovingly. "You knew what would happen if Rachel and I went to bed together, didn't you?" Lorelei's next breath shook. His cock was agonizingly positioned to take her, but he did not move further. His hands continued to play with her, and his mouth continued to move along her skin from behind. "You knew the ritual wasn't finished."

"Yes, master," Lorelei rasped. Her body was on fire. She was already forgetting about the pain visited upon her this evening. "I wanted you to have her."

She was rewarded with an inch of penetration, but no more. Alex wouldn't move in further. He held himself there while holding Lorelei still. Obediently, the slave cooperated fully as she felt herself come alive with hunger. His cock felt absolutely wonderful. Lorelei had just enough of him to drive her out of her mind with the need to have the rest. Her master's intentions were clear, though. He was in control.

"You knew I wouldn't make love with her if I knew it would bind her to me, didn't you?" Alex asked. His voice was calm, patient. He spoke to her in decidedly seductive tones.

"Yes, master," Lorelei rasped. He pushed in a little further. Lorelei whimpered. It was such a thrill, and such a relief, and so maddeningly not enough of him. She could feel his desires and his pleasures. She knew this felt every bit as good to him as it did to her. His self-denial was incredible.

"Did you know that you really can lie to me, Lorelei?" Alex asked.

She whimpered. He gyrated, just a little, just enough to energize her with motion while not pushing that beautiful dick further inside her. "Yes, master," Lorelei confessed. "I knew a day or two ago that it was becoming easier to... manipulate through deception."

Her confession earned her further penetration. She let out a grunt of thanks, but even now there was still more to be had, and thus she had to have it.

"Why would you deceive me, Lorelei?" Alex asked.

"Only because I love you, master," Lorelei whimpered. She felt him push in more. It was a glorious torture. "I wanted you to have her. I wanted that so much. She is the greatest gift I could ever give you. She will love you, and you will love her... and I wanted that for you. I wanted to share that with you."

"Are you going to lie to me in the future?"

"Only if you wish it, master."

Alex smirked thoughtfully. "We'll have to talk about that later. But for now, I want only truth."

"Yes, master," Lorelei nodded.

"You're wrong about something, Lorelei. The greatest gift you could ever give me is yourself."

"You already have me, master. I have given myself to you already."

"So do it again," Alex suggested lustily.

Lorelei whimpered. Her love for him grew, as well as her need. "Take me, master," she begged. "I am yours. I am forever yours."

He pushed the rest of the way into her. Lorelei surrendered to him with a loud, grateful moan. He kept her upright for a moment as he withdrew and then pushed into her again. It earned him the same joyous noise from his love as before. For all his apparent control, he was trembling, too.

They were slow and gentle and consumed with mutual desire. Her condition forced them to control themselves, but that hindrance became a blessing of its own. Animal passion had to be restrained; deep, abiding love took its place instead. Lorelei gasped and moaned, utterly unafraid to show her weakness and vulnerability to him. She wanted him to know the effect he had upon her. She wanted and needed this intimacy.

They were together like that for a time, with Alex holding her steady and controlling everything but her intense emotions. As before, Lorelei's submissive streak was brought to the fore as she made whimpers and pleas of surrender to him. It only heightened the moment for them both.

"I want to face you," Alex said finally. They slowed, holding together for a long moment before Lorelei withdrew and turned as she ignored the pains of her body.

"My love," she murmured. There were joyful tears in her eyes. Lorelei slipped her legs around him and took him inside of herself again while their gazes held each other spellbound. Both of them gasped and trembled in ecstasy. Alex held her up in the tub, letting her control their pace with her hips. Lorelei's hands came to the sides of his face as she kissed him.

Somewhere in that kiss and the intense sensations between their legs, in their embrace and their heightened emotions, they both began to ignore their surroundings. Neither of them heard the rustle of black pants and a faded black t-shirt falling to the ground behind Alex. Nor did they hear the breathing, heavy like their own, of the newcomer. Nor did they notice the pair of bare, shapely legs that entered the tub behind Alex.