Laying Claim to the Soul by Trinity Blacio

Wol-itelm came over to her, licking her snout before turning his head, shooting fire out of his mouth at the house below.
    “ No, it’s just Erole, he’s the one who goes to the Zeaster’s when things are out of control, but he had no right to do what he did, since you were only going to fly around his home.” He sent out another burst of flames coming close to the man’s home.
    “ Wol-itelm I’m fine, stop it. I was just shocked. If he doesn’t want us over there, that is okay,” Tabatha brushed up against him, knowing he was furious. “ Plus, I’m getting a little tired and I don’t want that especially since I want that special night you promised me.” She teased before taking off and heading back to his house. “ I mean we have been flying for how long? ”
    “ It’s not been that long and you know it, but that is okay. I’ll deal with him later. I want you stripped and on that bed, little pet.” He sent the picture of her stretched out on his bed, her legs pulled up to her stomach and spread out, giving him access to whatever part of her body he wanted.
    “ Wol-itelm ,” she whispered and landed on the deck of his house, shifting. She had no clothes on when Tabatha changed back. Her legs shook, but not from tiredness, but from the pictures her man was sending her.
    “Master, I’m your Master. I own this body, don’t I, Tabby?” he asked, coming in behind her and running his fingers down her side, skating the outer rim of her breasts.
    “Umm, yep whatever you want, sir,” she said turning, but he stopped her, pushing her forward and swatting her ass hard.
    “On the bed now,” he ordered, his voice seemed to take on the air of command of one of the heroes of her romantic stories, from what Tabatha could see.
    “Ow!” she rubbed her ass and glared over her shoulder at Wol-itelm.
    “That is a fictional character. You have the real thing right here, pet. I don’t want to be compared again, now get moving,” he said.
    “Fine, but it’s a good comparison Sir, Master,” she saluted him and took off running when he snarled.
    Tabatha stepped into the bedroom and tears came to her eyes. Candles, roses, and lilacs filled the room with their scent and beauty, but what held her gaze was the leather straps attached at the head and bottom of the bed. Hanging from the ceiling was a metal bar with cuffs which had her gulping. Over to the side of the bed was a cabinet with all sorts of toys in many sizes. Some she had no idea what the hell they were. “Well, fuck me,” she whispered going over to one strange orange thing. “What in the world?”
    A sigh from the doorway had her jumping onto the bed and positioning herself like he had shown her. She looked up at him leaning against the wall, his long blond hair shone, the muscles in his arms weren’t too big, but were pronounced like that of a swimmer, his green eyes seemed to glow and his cock was thick, long, and ready for her. And the reaction her body was having for him told her that she was ready for her Master.
     
    *****
     
    Wol-itelm stood there for a few minutes just taking in all that was his woman. He knew what she craved and he would give it to her, but there would be no toys tonight, just loving and claiming what was his.
    His gaze moved to the stand next to the bed where he had put the collar Tabatha craved. Hoyt and Chax both had informed him of ow she had teared up seeing her friend’s collar. Where Hoyt would marry their beauty, Wol-itelm would collar her. She would wear Chax’s and his collar. They both had made it while she had been gone, knowing that Tabatha would be back in their life.
    Hoyt and Chax waited to join them after Wol-itelm had his own time with her. He moved away from the wall. With only a thought, his hair was braided and out of the way, as he moved to the left of the bed and held out his hand.
    Without a thought, Tabatha place her small hand into his. He brought it up to his mouth and kissed each knuckle before