Her arms straightened by her sides, the dress sliding silently down her body to pool around her ankles. Her hands went to her pussy, her fingers bracketing her hardened clit. It poked out at me, swollen and eager for more attention. “Do it. God, the idea of a ring here makes me want to come again. I had no idea it would, but I want it with you.”
I had to know the reasons for her interest in it. She was aroused now, and I would not have her decision based on swirling desire. She needed to be clear headed enough to understand what it meant.
“Why?” I asked.
She arched a pale brow. “Because I love you, you idiot. I want to be yours. Permanently. I tested to Trion for a reason. I will submit but only to you. I’m proud to be yours. I want you to see my body and know it belongs to you.”
She’d said so much, but I was snagged on three specific words. “You love me?”
Rolling her eyes, she laughed. “Yes. I have no idea why since you’re such a stubborn, bossy—”
I didn’t let her say more only pulled her in for a kiss. She loved me!
I claimed her with my mouth, reveling in the feel of her in my arms, in the knowledge that she was mine, not just in body, but heart and soul.
“I love you, Zara,” I clarified.
“It’s gara,” she countered, completely at odds with every stubborn rebuttal she’d ever made.
I couldn’t help but grin. “That’s right, you’re mine.”
“Yes.”
“And you want my adornments? Even a clit ring? There will be no question you belong to me.”
“Who’s going to see my clit?” she wondered.
“Me,” I growled. A traditional Trion custom was to have a claiming witnessed by others.
That wasn’t going to happen with us. No chance. Zara was mine and only mine.
“Still… I… I want it. For you.”
I loved those words from her lips, but they weren’t completely accurate.
“You have to want it for you. To see it. Feel it and know you are loved, that you belong to someone. That I belong to you enough to have your clit claimed and adorned for me.”
She ran a finger over my shoulder as she thought. “I understand. It’s still a yes.”
So many feelings coursed through me. I was… happy. I knew I had to make my own happiness, but I’d found it in Zara. I wasn’t going to wait for her to change her mind not that it seemed as if she would. I gripped her hips and stood, turned us around, so she could sit on the edge of the bed where I had just been.
“Not until you ask me properly.”
She frowned. While her admitting her love was a balm to my wounded soul, it wasn’t what I wanted from her. What I’d commanded from her all along.
I waited patiently as she figured it out. As I watched her mind work through it.
She licked her lips. Said the one word I’d been dying to hear from her lips.
“Master.”
I groaned, closed my eyes.
“Master, please adorn me. Make me yours in every way.”
Taking a moment, I savored her words. The almost begging sound of her voice. Her need.
I lifted my lids, studied the female before me. She meant it. I could see it in the relaxed lines of her gorgeous body, of the need in her gaze. In the love I saw there.
“Wait,” I commanded.
“Yes, Master.”
I went to the bathing room, opened a drawer and pulled out the items I would need for this claiming. It would be a claiming. Now that I was her master, she would be mine in all ways. I would ensure everyone knew that. I’d never imagined the rings and piercing tools within would ever be used. I’d walked away from the possibility of a Trion mate at the same time as I had my family. My planet.
I returned with everything I needed, set them on the bed beside her. Leaning down, I kissed her upturned lips. Just as sweet as her lower ones.
“This will not hurt,” I murmured when I finally lifted my head.
She made a funny sound. A scoff. “Um, you’re going to pierce my clit hood. I think it’s going to hurt. A lot.”
I shook my head. “Trust me?”
She nodded, her pale hair sliding over her shoulders. “Yes, Master.”
Fark, I’d never tire of hearing that.
“Good. Lie down. Feet on the edge of the bed. Good girl. Wider. Even wider.”
When she finished complying with my directions, she was bare and on her back, her pussy on display with her knees splayed open.
Picking up the piercing tool, I prepared the small ring to it, I carefully set it over her clit, so it was tucked beneath the hood. I’d never done this before, but all Trion males learned of these skills upon becoming a man. For just such a moment. When the ring was in place, I grabbed the ReGen wand, turned it on and set it right beside her clit as I activated the piercer.
It was over from one second to the next, and I tossed the tool aside, kept the healing wand in place, just in case.
Zara gasped, but she hadn’t even flinched. Coming up on her elbows, she looked down her body at her new adornment. The tiny blue gem that dangled from it the same color as her eyes.
“It’s done?”
“Did it hurt?”
She shook her head, and I tossed the wand away.
Staring at it in wonder, she put her fingers on it, flicked the metal. Gasped again.
Fark, I was going to come in my pants at the sight of her. I wanted to flick it with my tongue, make her come again. But I wasn’t done.
Taking her hand, I helped her sit up. Once again, I dropped to my knees before her. Grabbing the medallion again, I attached it to the center of the chain. Her head was bent as she watched, then when it was attached, I moved her shoulders from side to
