Chapter 65

“How did you know?” Mark asked simply.

“You are angry and unsettled and need centering. I know, Treasured, because I am your BondMate.”

“It’s not often…”

“But it is, at times, necessary for all of us who are off chart,” Juraens said.

“You understand.”

“Yes, my own, as your Bonded, it is my job. As your lover, it is my pleasure.” Mark untied the drawstring of the bottom half of his replicated scrubs. He knelt before his Beloved in presentation. He heard the whistled call of the tails just before the blow. Juraens arm was measured. The weight of the blows steadily increased, pushing his mind out of his body. He imagined Juraens cock in his mouth or better still, in his tight ass. But alas, if he embraced his new culture, that was forbidden until Triad. Until then, they had this. His shank was hard. He flew higher than he ever had.

Juraens shouted one word, “Come.”