Revelations

# Daughters of Takira III: Revelations Marilyn Lee

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Prologue

Kyla, born of Takira Andandre, formerly of the planet Telmira, stood in the strange forest where her woman crystal had led her. The blue sky, with its white puffs, held but one sun. The air around her shimmered with a feeling of homecoming. The goddess had sent her to the ancient home world -- Earth. Compliance Agents from home would come in an effort to retrieve her, but her elder sibling, Susoma, was here. Together, along with her Telmiran Night Cat Lassie, she would prevail over her pursuers…

“Come. We must go, before the agents arrive.” Kyla considered Rechazes, the red-haired woman who had been awaiting her and Lassie’s arrival just minutes before. She claimed spiritual sisterhood with Kyla, and offered a safe haven with a clandestine group she called the Daughters of Takira, renamed in her mother’s honor. Kyla turned to the huge dark cat with deep green eyes who stood by her side. “Come, Lassie. We must go.” With Lassie trotting behind her, she followed Rechazes along a narrow forest path that eventually widened and led to a narrow road. Rechazes approached a large, dark vehicle. She slid back a door

behind the driver’s door and turned to face them. “Hurry.” “What is this?” “We call it an SUV. Get in.” Kyla leaned forward. The interior had two seats in the front and a long one in the back. In front of the back seat was a large area that would just about hold Lassie. Kyla slid in. Lassie joined her, laying his bulk on the floor. Rechazes got in and the vehicle began moving. “We’re going to go further into the woods and spend the night there. In the morning, we will begin the journey to the Virginia woods.” Kyla frowned. Virginia. She had faint memories of her mother mentioning such a place. “That is in the southland.” “Yes. It will take roughly eight hours to arrive.” “Where are we now?” “This place is called Pennsylvania.” Kyla settled back against her seat, her thoughts on the man she left behind. Although she had given him her most important possession, Eros, the man whose affections she craved, had refused to leave Telmira with her. She glanced at Lassie. Eros was lost to her forever… and yet each time she looked at Lassie, who despised him, she thought of Eros. Kyla frowned, aware that had always been the case. She closed her eyes, clearing her mind. She’d managed to escape Telmira and a life of breeding in the mills of Fanzine. Whatever she faced on Earth, with or without Eros, she would endure, yet life on this strange homeland would have been so much easier with Eros at her side. Her heart aching, lulled by the motion of the vehicle, she slept. “We will camp here for the night.” The voice roused her. Kyla opened her eyes, peering out the rear window. The vehicle stood in a small woodland clearing. Rechazes appeared beside the vehicle and opened the door. Lassie stood, stretched, and jumped out. Kyla followed. “We’ll have to camp here tonight. At least you and… Lassie will. There’s food on the front passenger seat. I will be going back on foot to watch for pursuit. If I find anyone following us, I will call.” She handed Kyla a small, dark object. “On this cell phone. It’s very easy to use.” She spent several moments showing Kyla how it worked. “Any questions?” Kyla looked down at the object. “No, but I won’t need it. Lassie and I will come with you.” “No. If you encounter the agents, you will have to fight.” Kyla tensed. “So be it.” Rechazes shook her head. “You must be weary.” Even after her nap, she did not feel at her full strength. “How do you know that?” Rechazes smiled. “I’ve been here a long time, but I remember how drained I felt the first time I traveled by means of the crystal. I know you think you are at your peak, but the crystal takes its toll.”

“I knew it was in tune with me and worked in conjunction with my body’s chemistry, but I did not realize how much energy it required.” She sighed. “What will you do if you encounter the agents?” “I’m here with permission. I can claim I’m on the lookout for you. I will return just before dawn.” She squeezed Kyla’s hand. “Courage, sister. We will prevail.” Kyla nodded and watched Rechazes run along a narrow trail until she disappeared from sight. She turned to look at Lassie. “Are you hungry?” Lassie padded toward her, his green eyes glowing.Yes, but not for food . He pressed his face against her groin.I will mate with you .

Chapter One

Kyla wet her lips, her passion rising at the thought of feeling Lassie sliding into her again. She dismissed the bittersweet thoughts of giving her womanhood to Eros earlier that day. She pulled off her clothes, keeping her gaze on the underbody of the big, handsome Telmiran Night Cat. The breath caught in her throat as his length emerged from its sheath. She stood in front of him, naked and aroused, certain her tall body with its big breasts and long, strong legs would keep his level of passion high. Unlike the people who had despised her at home, she knew Lassie admired her blue eyes and cruelly cropped blonde hair. She rubbed a hand over her pussy, dipping a finger inside. Warm moisture coated her finger when she removed it. The ground looked hard and unappealing. She moved to the vehicle and climbed in. Lassie followed her inside, where she lay on her back on the floorboards, her knees bent, her legs parted. She stared up into his glittering green eyes. He lowered his head, his whiskers tickling as he nipped at her lips. Closing her eyes, she cupped her palms over his face. The feelings his kisses invoked in her infused her with a sense of pleasure and well-being. Her lips parted. His tongue slid inside, seeking hers. A rush of satisfaction tingled through her body. She moaned, her natural juices flowing freely, the slit just below her pussy pulsing with need and lust. Her need to couple became an ache. She stroked her hands over Lassie’s flanks, her hips jerking upward. She tore her mouth away from his. “Fucking me. Please.” He lifted away from her, moving down her body. She watched his head come to rest between her parted thighs. “Yes. Please.” Growling softly, he licked her inner thighs, always stopping just short of touching her burning, aching core. She curled her hands into fists at her sides, her senses dissolving into a series of delicious sensations. She was on fire, ready to explode in a shower of bliss with just a little more stimulation. The rough edge of his tongue touched her clit. She moaned, her explosion a breath away. He licked the

length of her wet folds leisurely. Her stomach muscles tightened and clenched. Burying his face against her, his long, thick tongue parted her folds and slowly invaded the depths of her pussy. He thrust into her with a deep, hard passion that made her toes curl and her back arch. Each shove of his tongue plunged her into a state of near delight. Closing her eyes, she surrendered to the bliss, trembling just at the edge of her senses. With his tongue plundering her pussy, he gently touched his long, lethal teeth to her clit. Sobbing and wrapping her legs around his flanks, she threw back her head. Her climax set her pussy afire before sweeping through her entire body. Her senses numb with joy and delight, she rode the backdraft of the fire consuming her until she slumped back, gasping. A heavy curtain of hair fell across her face and shoulders. Kyla opened her eyes. The male stretched out over her, resting his weight on his extended arms, was not Lassie. A tall, handsome man with long, dark hair, dark eyes, and an incredibly well-built body had replaced him. She looked down, between their bodies. A fully aroused human cock touched her thigh. She raised her gaze, allowing her eyes to roam over the pale, muscular shoulders. “Eros!” She blinked, confused, and then shook her head. Of course this was a dream. Eros was back on Telmira, lost to her forever. “Yes, Kyla, it’s me.” She stroked her hands over his upper arms. The muscles felt solid and real. “It can’t be. You’re on Telmira! This is not real… you’re not real.” He pressed his lower body close, settling his hips between her legs. The warm head of his heavy cock resting against her core sent a jolt of electric tension buzzing through her. Locking his dark gaze with hers, he pressed forward, sending his length sinking slowly, deliciously into her pussy. “Is this real enough for you, Kyla, born of Takira?” She gasped, sliding her hands over his ass, pulling him closer, deeper inside her. “Eros! This can’t be! Yet you feel so… real… so wonderful.” He lowered his hips, sinking as deep inside her as he could get. He withdrew all but the thick head before easing back into her, lovely inch by lovely inch. Ripples of pleasure swelled within her, rushing through her body… taking command of her senses. Wave after wave of joy buffeted her as he stroked deep and long inside her, his lips feasting on her breasts, his hands holding her hips still so he had complete control of her pussy and her passions. She was his to do with as he liked. She closed her eyes, losing herself in the exquisite wonders of mating with Eros. She curled her fingers in the long, thick hair hanging over her face and onto her shoulders. She arched her back, spreading her legs as wide as she could, reveling in the power of the hips driving his big cock into her. Overcome with emotion and joy, she could no longer control herself. The secret she had guarded while on Telmira burst from its sack under her pussy and she made no effort to stop it. This was a dream. In this wonderful dream she could be her true self. With his lips pressed hungrily to hers, he sucked at her tongue and kissed her until she couldn’t breathe… didn’t want to breathe. He became the center of her being… her reason for existing. Riding her hard and deep, he plundered her pussy, sending currents of lust and love all through her. Her senses on fire, she blew apart, surrendering to the overwhelming joy that only happened when she was with Eros… the one

person she adored and valued so much she ached at the thought of never seeing him again. “By the goddess, Kyla!” Hearing the surprised delight in Eros’s voice, Kyla opened her eyes. He pulled away from her, drawing his cock out of her. He sat back on his haunches, his dark eyes centered between her open thighs. Without looking down she knew what held his attention. A few inches below her pussy, her treasure stood thick and erect. “Kyla, it’s so beautiful and… big… and thick.” Finally free, her woman dick throbbed, hungry for satisfaction. Her gaze moved to his naked form. He had a big, beautiful, muscular body. She knew from seeing him naked at home that he had a lovely ass. She had to have it -- him -- now. He moved forward, his fingers closing around her dick. Feeling a hand other than her own there for the first time sent a buzz through her. Seeing him so gloriously aroused awakened her most wicked desire. In a dream she had no need to hold back. “I am going to couple with you.” He fondled his rigid length. “Come take me back inside.” She wet her lips, shaking her head. “No. I am going to couple with you.” She extended her hand, touching the side of his ass. “Here. I am going to stick my dick here and fucking with you.” He sucked in a breath. Their gazes met and locked. She saw her own lust and longing reflected in his gaze. “And what if I do not wish to have my ass coupled?” She leaned forward, speaking against his lips. She fondled his cock. “You have no idea how long I’ve dreamed of sliding my dick up your ass and coming inside you. Your ass will feel so good full of my seed. I’m going to fucking your ass.” She bit into his bottom lip. “I want it to be with your permission, but I will have you either way.” He shuddered, hardening against her fingers, nibbling her lips. “It will be without my permission.” His voice held heat, but… her heart lurched… his body tensed with what she felt certain was unmitigated lust and desire. His protests meant nothing. She would have him. Still holding his cock, she leaned closer, bracing herself against him, as she fondled her dick and his cock. As they kissed, her hand fluttered down to the small balls sack under her dick. She was full of seed… seed she had a great need to deposit within the body of the male she so cherished. “Then so be it,” she whispered. She released his cock and her dick so that she could slip her arms around him. Holding him close, she eased him onto his back. She cupped her hands over his ass and kissed him. His lips opened against hers. His hands lifted her hips from his. She reached between their bodies, sliding a hand between his legs. He parted them. Feeling his cock against her body, she slipped her middle finger between his legs. She found the hard, puckered hole, and pressed her finger against it. The hard tissue and the area surrounding it was moist. The breath caught in her throat, all doubts vanishing. His ass lubricated itself in preparation for her entry. Sucking his tongue, she deepened the kiss, easing her finger against his ass. His heart hammered against her body and he tensed as her finger forced its way past the tight muscles and into him. Her dick throbbed with lust as she encountered the tight, moist interior. She longed to pull her finger out and thrust her dick in, but she wanted their first time together to be special. She didn’t want to hurt him. Although her dick was several inches shorter and half an inch

narrower than his erect cock, it was far larger than most of the male cocks she had seen on Telmira. She was going to give him a fucking he would never forget. She would get him so sexually excited that by the time she shot her dick up his ass, he would be ready to explode. Pulling her lips from his, she rained kisses over his neck and shoulders. He cupped his hands over her head, breathing deeply. She dragged her lips across his big chest, biting and licking his nipples. His breathing deepened. Smiling, she licked her way down his chest to his stomach, pressing her cheek against his groin. His cock, thick and large, was a breath away. She cupped a hand over it and his balls. Turning her head, she gently massaged his balls, and popped the head of his cock into her mouth. His hands fastened over the back of her head. He thrust his hips forward, forcing his entire length into her mouth, over her tongue, and down into her throat. Her nostrils filled with the musky scent of his sex. His pubic hair tickling her nose, she closed her eyes. Resisting the urge to gobble his cock greedily, she alternated between sucking his warm, smooth length, and licking his balls. His grunts and the furious motion of his hips as he drove his cock deep into her mouth heightened her passion and need for him. Her dick, rigid with hunger, urged her to plunge into his ass and claim him as hers, but she, like all Telmiran women, could not take her pleasure before she had satisfied him. He was close to his explosion. She felt it in the tension in his body and in the hard, full balls resting against her palm. She compressed her mouth on his cock, taking him deep down her throat. He let out a hoarse, almost painful cry. She felt jet after jet of seed shooting down her throat. She kept her lips closed over his shaft until his hips stopped moving and he slumped back against the floor of the SUV. Removing her lips from his length, she slid her body up his. She pressed between his legs, resting her groin against his. Her fully erect dick, the head weeping with hunger for his ass, hung between his legs. Looking down into his dark eyes, she fingered his hole again. Smooth, moist fluid seeped out of the hole. He was still excited and ready for her dick. She maneuvered her body so his flaccid cock lay between the folds of her pussy, then she used her hands to part his cheeks. Her heart thumping and pussy gushing with lust and hunger, she pressed her dick against his hole. He tensed, his hands closing over her waist. She paused. If he pushed her away, she would have to woo him again before she took him. Instead, he gave a tug on her waist, pulling her closer. Kyla sucked in a breath, pressing forward with slow but relentless pressure. The head of her dick forced its way into the tight, resisting muscles, and into his ass. She shuddered. The need to surge forward and immediately take possession of Eros’s delicious ass proved difficult to overcome. If she did, she would not be able to savor this wonderful moment. She closed her eyes, resting her forehead against his. Eros slid his hands from her waist to her ass, grabbing her cheeks and yanking them down. Another inch of her dick slid into his warm, tight ass. By the goddess! She moaned, shuddered, and gave in to her lust. Crashing her mouth down onto his, she propelled the rest of her length deep into his body. Unable to control herself any longer, she thrust hard and fast, repeatedly driving her aching dick deep into him. Groaning against her lips, he wrapped his arms and legs around her body, lifting his hips for each of her downward movements. His cock hardened and lengthened between their bodies.

With his powerful legs locked over the backs of her thighs, he slapped her ass. A jolt of pleasure shot through her. She moaned and thrust again. Again he slapped her ass. A rush of joy danced down her spine. He coordinated each downward lunge with a sharp blow against her cheeks. The harder she plunged into him, the harder the blows rained down on her ass until each cheek burned and quivered, much like she hoped his ass did. That her dick was finally buried deep in Eros’s ass made the experience so much more intense and special for her. She had valued this big, gentle, handsome male from the moment she had seen him years earlier. Now she had taken his anal virginity. And by the goddess, it was better than she had dared hope. Feelings of value and wonder filled her, creating a sense of delight she could barely contain. She closed her eyes, sucked the side of his neck, thrust her dick so deep in his ass that he cried out, and exploded, shooting his seed against both their bodies. Moaning, she jerked her hips back, then shot them forward, her shaft spewing her seed deep within his ass. The intensity of her orgasm stunned her, ripping away her ability to think. She slumped against him, burying her face against his damp shoulder. “Eros… oh, Eros… did I hurt you?” He stroked his hands down her back, holding her close. “Yes, but I loved every moment of it. My ass is on fire… and filled with your seed. If I die now, it will be with few regrets.” She smiled, feeling smug. “You like having your ass fucking?” “I believe the correct term is fucked,” he whispered. “And yes, I loved having you fuck my ass. Had I known you had this big dick waiting for me, I would have fucked you the first day we met.” She sighed. The dream wouldn’t last, but while it did, she would enjoy it. She rubbed her cheek against his shoulder. “I value you.” “I value you, Kyla, born of the brave and noble Takira Andandre. But I think the term used here is love. I love you, Kyla.” Love. She liked the sound of the word. With her deflating dick still in his ass, she drifted to sleep. A brief thought intruded on her bliss… how could she fall asleep if she were already dreaming?

Chapter Two

From her kneeling perch in the bough of a medium-sized tree, Rechazes watched the two figures dressed in black leather appear to walk out of thin air into the darkened forest. She knew they were actually emerging from the bubble or wormhole created by their crystal, but she smiled, imagining what any human who might have seen them would think. Her lips tightened as she recognized the taller of the two agents, Myrika, born of Jaharra. The other Telmiran was renowned for always getting her prisoner and for being an incredible lover. Rechazes

watched the tall, sleek figure moving with authority and power. She frowned. She was not into other women. So why did she feel her juices flow? She gave a shake of her head. This was no time to let lust control her. Susoma, under the protection of the handsome and virile vampire Sean Patrick, was safe. Kyla, young and cocky, was not. She would require a safe haven until she knew enough of Earth culture to blend in and disappear. Rechazes looked up at the sky, centering her gaze on the quarter moon. With the Lunar Feast so near, this was not a good time to take on the task of babysitting, but Erena, head of their small group, would gladly shelter a daughter of the one they all revered, Takira. Rechazes watched the Compliance Agents consult their tracking crystals before moving in the opposite direction from the clearing where Kyla and Lassie awaited. She waited until she could no longer hear their stealthy movements in the forest before she vaulted out of the tree. Keeping to the shelter provided by the tree trunks, she trotted along the path leading back to Kyla. As she ran, she pulled out her communications crystal. “This is Rechazes.” A soft, sultry voice responded. “Yes, Rechazes?” “I have her, Erena.” “Is she safe?” “Yes.” She could almost feel the other woman’s quiet satisfaction in the brief ensuing silence. “The Lunar goddess be praised. When will you bring her, or is she to go to Susoma?” “I no longer know where Susoma is, and the Compliance Agents are here.” “Shall I send someone to meet you?” “She is safe for the moment. The agents have gone in the wrong direction. I am going back now to retrieve her.” She paused. “She did not come alone, Erena.” “Who accompanied her?” “Lassie.” “She brought a dog with her?” Rechazes smiled, thinking of the reaction of the haughty Lassie if he could hear himself being called a dog. “She thinks he’s a Night Cat.” “A what?” “He appears to be a shifter. I believe he is from Aeolia.” “And what form is he?” “He is currently in the form of a big, black cat.” “How big?” “Think tiger -- lion -- big.”

“And just what are we to do with such a creature?” “I don’t know, but I suspect she will not come without him.” Erena sighed. “Then I suppose you will have to bring him.” “If all goes well, we will be with you tomorrow night.” “Keep in touch. Do you recognize the agents?” “One of them is Myrika.” Erena swore. “I will send Pavala and Jocenta to rendezvous with you. They will be waiting at the Safe House just outside of Washington.” Rechazes nodded. It would be good to see two of Erena’s younger sisters. Because she was what humans would call a double agent, she didn’t often get to gather with her spiritual sisters at their complex in Virginia. “We’ll be there late tomorrow morning.” Rechazes broke the connection and ran back to the clearing. *** Kyla woke alone in the back seat of the SUV. She pushed the light blanket covering her naked body aside and sat up. The light of dawn revealed Lassie’s big form lying on the grass several feet from the vehicle. Lassie. Not Eros. She closed her eyes briefly, overcome with grief. She valued Lassie, but her feelings for Eros tore at her heart. The door to the SUV opened and Rechazes looked in. “You’re awake. Good.” She handed Kyla a sandwich and a small juice container. “Eat and then have a quick rinse if you like before we move out. There’s a small lake just behind the trees to the south.” Kyla sighed, her thoughts on the beautiful dream she’d had of Eros. She ate quickly, then swam briefly. As she emerged from the water to dress, Lassie padded toward her. She pulled on her clothing over her damp body. Lassie brushed against her legs. She hugged him, trying not to wish he were Eros. Her life would be filled with misery if she couldn’t accept the fact that Eros would only be with her in her dreams.

As the dawn broke over the horizon, she sat in the passenger seat of the vehicle. Rechazes drove while Lassie slept on the floor of the SUV. Excitement bubbled in her as she imagined each mile bringing her closer to a new life, and, the goddess willing, closer to Susoma. “When you saw her last, was Susoma well?” “Yes. How do you feel about being an aunt?” “An aunt?” She frowned, searching her memory. “Susoma is with child?” “She is pregnant.” “Who is the other parent?”

“His name is Sean Patrick. He is a vampire.” “A vampire?” Kyla turned to look at Rechazes’ profile. “A vampire? A being who is very strong and needs blood to live?” “And has an extremely high sex drive. He is a fantastic lover.” “How do you know that?” “We’ve fucked, of course.” Kyla’s heart thumped. What would it be like to mate with… no… fuck such a fabulous individual? “Susoma did not mind?” “Why should she? I softened him up and got him in the mood to be fucked by her.” “Do people here share their mates?” “Some uptight people don’t. Those who are more enlightened do.” Rechazes cast a quick glance over her shoulder, toward the back where Lassie slept. “Are you willing to share him?” Kyla sucked in a breath. “You want to… mate with him?” “I wouldn’t mind fucking him, but it’s okay if you don’t want to share.” Kyla gave a little shake of her head and averted her gaze. Would she share Lassie? And if she didn’t, could she ever expect to mate with Susoma’s Sean Patrick? “I… don’t know.” Rechazes patted her hand. “It’s okay. You have time to make up your mind.” She nodded. “Susoma is --” “Pregnant is the term used here.” “Pregnant.” “Yes. Their child will be proud and strong.” Kyla wrapped her arms around her body, her thoughts racing. There would be another in the family. Susoma’s child would be the first born in their family who would not have the threat of life as a breeder hanging over her head. The goddess had been kind. She offered a silent prayer of thanksgiving. “Are you sure Susoma is safe?” “I am positive. Sean Patrick is a powerful vampire with even more powerful allies. The agents will not be able to take her.” But the only thing Kyla was sure of was that Susoma must be allowed to bear her child in peace and safety. She sighed. “This place where we are going… Virginia… is it far from Susoma?” “I don’t know since I don’t know where Susoma is. If she were in this state, Pennsylvania, it would be a fair distance.” “Susoma must be left in peace to bear her child. We must ensure that the agents pursue me rather than her.” “She is more capable of taking care of herself than you are, Kyla. She has been here longer. She knows

how to blend in and she has the protection of a powerful group.” “Susoma is strong.” Kyla lifted her chin. “But I am stronger.” She glanced behind her to the space where Lassie slept. “And I have Lassie.” “And the Daughters of Takira. Both of you will be fine, but it would not be wise to intentionally draw the agents’ attention to you. Our group reveres your mother. We gladly embrace you. Trust us to act in your best interests.” She learned quickly, but the learning would come easier surrounded by those who valued her. She inclined her head. “Thank you.” Closing her hand around her crystal, Kyla closed her eyes and reached out with her mind.Susoma. I am here and I am safe, but I need time alone to adjust. When I have, I will seek you out. Until then be safe and well . *** As she was about to follow Sean out the door of their bedroom, Susoma paused. She closed her eyes and cleared her mind.Kyla? Kyla, is that you? Susoma. I am here and I am safe, but I need time alone to adjust to life on Earth. When I have, I will seek you out. Until then be safe and well. Kyla, I have forged an allegiance with a powerful lover. Together we will shelter and protect you. We will come for you. No! I need to be alone for a while. I will contact you when -Kyla, we will come and -No, Susoma. Please allow me time to adjust. I will contact you. Will you allow me this time? Heart aching, Susoma pressed her forehead against the wall by the bedroom door.I will, but do not make me wait long. It has been so long. I need to see you to assure myself you are safe and well. I am both. Be safe and well. Be safe and well, Kyla. If you need us, you have but to call. I will. *** Myrika, seated in the driver’s seat of her SUV, glanced at the dashboard of the vehicle. Her tracking crystal, resting in a small, specially designed hard plastic casing, emitted an irregular signal. In the passenger seat, her partner, Barroni, swore. “Not only is the signal weak, but it’s not clear whose signal we’re following.” Myrika frowned. That was the problem with tracking siblings. Tracking crystals sometimes had difficulties differentiating between close family members -- especially when dealing with half-breeds. She shrugged, turning her gaze back to the road unwinding before her in the early morning light. “I’m not sure it matters. Whichever one we find will lead us to the other.”

“If we manage to bring them both back, we’ll get a promotion and our choice of assignments. When that happens, I’m going to request assignment to Aeolia.” Myrika remained silent about her own aspirations. Now was not the time to confess that she had lost her taste for tracking. “Why Aeolia?” “It’s close to home, doesn’t require as much effort to fit in as working on other planets does, and it’s the home of Sensualous.” Males traveled to Aeolia from far-flung planets and paid vast sums of money to mate with the galaxy’s most celebrated lover. “What interests does he hold for you?” “Unlike the scum we’re tracking, I do not harbor male lust, but can you imagine what it must be like to fuck such a famous lover? He’s said to have an incredibly pleasing cock.” “He prefers males.” “He has numerous sons. It’s rumored they are all products of his fucking women rather than semen implantation, so he must have some taste for pussy… and as you know, my pussy is very good.” Barroni eagerly provided a slick, warm, wet pussy when Myrika’s sexual hungers became too much to bear. For a time, that had been more than enough. Lately, however, Myrika longed for a relationship that would satisfy not only her physical needs, but one that would also fully engage her emotions. Barroni was not the one she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. She would have to admit that to the other woman -- soon, but not today. Myrika inclined her head slightly. “Yes.” “Yes.” She heard the satisfaction in Barroni’s voice. Moments later, the other woman’s hand slid along her thigh, coming to rest between her legs. Myrika sucked in a breath. “Now is not the time, Barroni.” “Maybe not, but it’s difficult to think of anything but fucking when we’re alone. I think about lying under you almost all the time.” The fervor in Barroni’s voice worried her. Allowing their relationship to become sexual had been a mistake. How the hell was she going to get out of the shit she had allowed her lust to land her in? “Not now,” she said again. “Later.” Barroni slapped her thigh lightly and removed her hand. Myrika tightened her hands on the steering wheel. Not if she could help it. She glanced at the crystal and narrowed her gaze. “We’re getting close… within a couple of miles.”

Chapter Three

Lavea Montoya studied the two females facing her in the living room of her newly rented townhouse. Both had dark hair and eyes, clear, flawless, pale faces, and looked to be in extremely good physical

condition. Form-fitting black leather outfits emphasized small, firm breasts, flat stomachs, and long shapely legs. The one who called herself Myrika was roughly six feet tall and wore her hair in a short, almost military style cut. She carried herself almost like a man and exuded a sense of confidence and latent power. Barroni, of medium height, wore her hair in a short bob. She had narrow lips, a rather plain face, and a way of looking at Lavea that was reminiscent of a male on the prowl. Lavea’s gaze centered on Myrika. Her dark eyes were intense, her nose short and square tipped, her lips bare, naturally full and pink. She was attractive in an almost male way. Were she into women, she would take Myrika to bed and love her all night long. Lavea tossed her long dark hair so that it cascaded around her shoulders. She frowned. Why did looking at Myrika make her think of lying on a bed with her legs spread wide while a long, thick cock forced its way into her aching pussy? Since her former lover Sean Patrick had thrown her and his other lovers over for an alien bitch he had met in Las Vegas, she had not enjoyed sex. Unlike most vampire fems, she needed to feel an emotional connection to her lover to fully enjoy sex. She went through the motions, but she missed the sheer joy of being fucked senseless by a partner who touched her emotions. Barroni spoke. “We have reason to believe you know the whereabouts of the one called Susoma, born of Takira the Unnatural.” “What do you want with her?” “She has overstayed her time here. When we find her we will force her to return to Telmira to face the consequences of having defied lawful orders.” “I have heard her life there will be unpleasant.” Barroni frowned. “If that is so, it will be of her own making. Are you harboring her?” Lavea compressed her lips. While she had ample reason to despise Susoma, she didn’t like this woman’s attitude. She stepped closer and stared into the other woman’s eyes. “Do I detect a threat in your voice? I know that like Susoma, you two possess strength to rival ours, but I do not take kindly to alien threats.” Barroni moved closer until her breasts pressed against Lavea’s. “One does not become a Compliance Agent without strength, agility, and courage above average. You will tell us what you know of Susoma without attempting to make deals.” Lavea lifted her chin, baring her incisors. “You alien bitch, I will --” Moving quickly, Myrika shouldered Barroni aside. Lavea caught her breath as she found the other woman’s breasts pressing against her body. “We seek Susoma, not a confrontation with you. Will you help us?” Lavea looked up into the dark, magnetic eyes, and surrendered to her desire. She put her hands on the other woman’s waist, and pulled her hips tight against hers. A shudder danced down her spine. Myrika’s body felt as wonderful as any male’s Lavea had ever known. She even imagined she felt the outline of a cock. Lavea ground her groin against the other woman’s. “What’s in it for me?” Myrika’s dark eyes sparkled with a hint of desire. “I have nothing to offer… except a few hours with me after we have secured Susoma.”

She touched Myrika’s neck. “And your blood?” “My blood? We’ll see about that. Is it a deal?” She lifted Lavea’s chin. As her warm, full lips played over Lavea’s, Myrika caressed her ass. Heat shot through her body, liquid need filled her cunt, and a primal need she’d always fought hard to keep hidden trembled through her. Myrika spoke against her mouth. “Will that be enough?” Her senses swimming, Lavea emerged from the kiss, feeling almost as if its sweetness had drugged her. The bitch was confident, but damn, she had reason to be. “I require payment in full before I will consider telling you what I know.” Barroni grabbed her and swung her around. “After. You get paid after, not before.” “No one gets in my face, bitch!” Lavea balled her right hand into a fist and shot her arm up and out. The blow knocked Barroni off her feet. Lavea watched her fly through the air and land in a heap against the far wall with a smile. Barroni shook her head and bounded to her feet, her lips curled back over her teeth. “You have made a big mistake, vampire!” Myrika rushed across the room to place a hand against Barroni’s chest. “We have to keep a low profile while here. Leave me alone with her and I will pay her price, get the information, and join you as soon as I can.” “She struck me!” Myrika pressed her lips against Barroni’s ear. “Let me handle your retribution.” Barroni sucked in an angry breath. “I handle my own problems.” “I know, but just this once, allow me. Please.” Barroni jerked away and turned to glare at Lavea. “Touch me again and I will show you just why I am one of Telmira’s most celebrated Compliance Agents.” Lavea arched a brow, but remained silent. Aliens. They were so damned melodramatic. Barroni turned and stormed from the room, slamming the glass doors of Lavea’s living room so hard that a large, diagonal crack fractured the smooth surface. Lavea flashed across the room. Myrika intercepted her, putting her arms around her. “Do you want to fight her or spend an hour with me?” The unmistakable and delicious feel of a cock pressed against her body. Lavea shuddered and surrendered to her lust. Lifting her mouth, she linked her arms around the other woman’s neck. Myrika’s lips descended on hers with a passion and power that nearly robbed her of her ability to breathe. But Lord, could she feel desire rushing through her, heightening her passions and arousing feelings that tore at her emotions. “Do you want me?” “Yes.” The word was forced from her lips, almost against her will.

“And I want you, my sensuous, dark beauty.” Myrika swept her off her feet. With her lips pressed against the pulse in the other woman’s neck, she allowed herself to be carried to the bedroom. Myrika cradled her gently against her body. Lavea snuggled close, enveloped in the certainty that the other female found her desirable. In the bedroom, Myrika lowered her to her feet. Instead of immediately taking her to bed, Myrika cupped her face between her palms and burned her lips with a series of long, heated kisses that sent liquid heat pooling between her trembling legs. As Lavea trembled under the delicious onslaught of kisses, Myrika released her face and slipped her arms around her. Strong hands caressed her, stroking her passions. Lost in her embrace and her kisses, Lavea felt an emotional connection she had not felt since she had first fallen in love so long ago. Eager to experience the ultimate delight, Lavea jerked out of Myrika’s arms, looking down at her groin and the unmistakable outline along one leg. “I want you -- and that.” Myrika spoke in a low, husky voice. “I’m going to give every long, hard inch to you… as soon as you show me what’s under those tight pants you’re wearing.” Smiling, Lavea did a slow bump and grind as she undressed. Baring her breasts, she left on her thong. Proud of her trim, dark body with its firm breasts and padded ass, she stood confident and ready. “Now. Your turn.” Myrika kicked off her short boots. Her clothing quickly followed. Moments later, Lavea stood gaping at the other woman with parted lips, her natural juices filling her pussy. Myrika had a beautiful, long-legged body. Her breasts were small with large, dark areolas that begged to be sucked. Her stomach was flat. Her pussy was higher on her body than any woman Lavea had ever seen. Her gaze dropped down to Myrika’s most arresting feature. Just above average length and incredibly thick, and already leaking pre-cum, a beautiful cock jutted from among a dark riot of curls. A pair of small balls hung below. Looking at the male genitalia on the female body, Lavea licked her lips. What a lovely, exotic combination! “You really do have a cock.” “It’s not a cock. It’s a woman dick.” Lavea rubbed her clit. “I don’t care what you call it, I want some of it.” Myrika’s smile held all the bravado and confidence of a male on the prowl. “I thought you might. I’ll give you all you can take.” “I’m a vampire. I can take all you have to give.” “Get ready, baby, because here I come.” She crossed the room to Lavea, pressing her back against the wall by the door. Myrika lifted her chin, sliding her lips softly over Lavea’s. Her mouth was warm, her breath sweet, her small breasts enticing. And her cock! Lord, Lavea couldn’t wait to feel that hot, thick monster invading her dripping cunt. She closed her eyes, surrendering to the feelings of lust and need coursing through her. She had never expected to feel this hungry for another female. But then she had never encountered a woman with a cock.

She took Myrika’s hand and rubbed it roughly over her slit. “Feel how ready I am for you.” “Oh, you’re wet and fragrant.” Myrika nibbled at her lips, dragging the head of her dick along Lavea’s swollen, wet folds. “I want some pussy.” Lavea, her nipples taut, moaned, parting her trembling legs. “Take it. It’s yours!” Myrika slid her hands over Lavea’s butt, paused with the big, purple head pulsing at her entrance, then with a deliberate slowness that nearly drove Lavea out of her mind, she eased her slim hips forward, allowing that wide, searing length to invade and conquer her pussy. Lavea was fully aroused and would have welcomed a greedy plunge and a quick, brutally hard fuck. But Myrika was an accomplished lover. She allowed her hard thickness to slowly stretch and fill Lavea, prolonging the exquisite pleasure, sending tingles of absolute bliss dancing up and down Lavea’s spine. With half Myrika’s shaft lodged inside her, Lavea gasped. “Oooh!” She convulsed her pussy around Myrika’s shaft. “Give it all to me.” Myrika groaned, shuddered, and stiffened. “Don’t do that or this is going to be a very short fuck. Let me control it and I’ll make sure you’re satisfied.” The confidence in her voice touched a nerve in Lavea. “I’m yours to do with what you will, but fuck me!” She lowered her lips to brush Lavea’s mouth. “You are mine and so is your pussy. Take all of me.” She shot her hips forward until she had bottomed out in Lavea. The feel of having one of the thickest cocks she’d ever had inside her, combined with small, but soft breasts pressed just above her larger breasts created an incredible eroticism in Lavea. She wanted to melt with feral lust. Myrika groaned against her ear, holding her cock still inside her. “You’re so hot and wet… so tight… you have such a sweet pussy…” She lifted her head and stared down into Lavea’s eyes. “And your breasts… they’re so large and…” Her voice trailed off, her head drifting down again. Soft, warm lips encircled one of Lavea’s breasts. A tongue lapped at her nipple. Lavea was so hot and lusty, she nearly came. She wrapped her arms around Myrika’s waist and thrust her hips forward, eager to be fucked. “Take me! Fuck me!” Sucking softly at her breasts and holding her ass in her palms, Myrika drew her hips back and then slowly slid them forward, driving her girth home again and again. Lavea closed her eyes, stroking her hands over Myrika’s taut, sexy ass as the other woman engaged her cunt in a leisurely, tender fuck that was so intense and delicious that her toes curled, her back arched, and she screamed, as she experienced multiple orgasms. Myrika was a considerate and skillful lover. She held her cock motionless, kissing and sucking at Lavea’s breasts and stroking her ass each time she exploded, only beginning the fucking again when Lavea stopped sobbing and squirming on her cock. Lavea lost track of how many times she came before Myrika urged her legs upward, wrapping them around her body. Lavea linked her arms around her lover’s neck. Myrika, her eyes dark with lust, stared into her eyes. “Now we fuck.” Impaled on her cock and still hungry for more pleasure, Lavea’s pussy gushed. “Fuck me, bitch!” she ordered, pulled Myrika’s mouth down to hers, and thrust her hips forward.

Myrika’s tongue invaded her mouth, her chest pressed her breasts, and she drove her cock up into Lavea’s cunt with a power and hunger that washed the last remnants of Lavea’s desire for Sean Patrick right out of her head. Her pussy full of alien dick, her mouth full of sweet tongue, Lavea teetered on the edge of another explosive climax. When she felt one of Myrika’s fingers thrust into her ass, her mind went blank, the world became a riot of bright, exploding colors, her pussy detonated, convulsing, and clinging so tightly to the other woman’s dick that she groaned and shot a warm, steady stream of seed inside Lavea. When Lavea’s senses returned, she was on her back on her bed, full of cock, as Myrika lay on top of her, giving her a tender fuck. She stroked trembling hands down the other woman’s damp back, moaning softly against the lips nibbling at hers. She cupped her hands over Myrika’s ass, dragged her mouth away from the seductive lips to Myrika’s neck, and sank her incisors into her soft flesh. Myrika’s sweet blood rushed into her mouth and Lavea moaned and came again… just as Myrika shot her hips forward and filled her pussy with more of her seed. Lavea reluctantly withdrew her incisors from Myrika’s lovely neck and sought her lips again. Finally sated, but still inside her, Myrika rolled onto her back. Sprawled atop the other woman, still impaled on her delectable cock, Lavea was inclined to fall asleep, a very happy and content fem. Myrika stroked a hand down her back. “Before you sleep, you owe me some information.” Lavea stiffened, then jerked away, bolting to her feet. She stared down at Myrika, who still sprawled on the bed, naked and so sensual that a surge of lust and longing danced through Lavea. “Is that all this was to you? A means to get the information you wanted?” Myrika sighed and slowly rose. “We had a deal. I needed information and you needed dick. I gave you what you needed. Now it’s your turn.” “Didn’t it mean anything to you? Didn’t you feel anything?” She touched Lavea’s cheek. “You have a sweet, addictive pussy I won’t soon forget, but I have a job to do.” Lavea swallowed a lump of disappointment. “So you didn’t feel anything other than… it was good sex?” Myrika lowered her eyelids, concealing the expression in her dark eyes. “I cannot afford to feel anything else.” “That’s not what I asked.” Myrika struggled. “What difference does it make? When my job here is done, I have to return home. It’s not like I’m in a position to remain here to… romance you or make you mine.” The longing in her voice touched a chord in Lavea. She moved closer to the other woman, linking her arms around her neck. “Come back to bed and we’ll discuss your options.” Myrika shook her head. “I can’t. Barroni will grow impatient and --” “To hell with Barroni!” She stared up at her. “Is she your lover?” “We spend a lot of time together… sometimes there’s no other relief and…”

“Does she have a cock?” “No.” “Do you enjoy fucking her?” “I have a strong sexual hunger. I require lots of pussy -- frequently. She provides it when there is no other outlet.” Lavea smiled, rubbing her pussy, loving that Myrika’s cum was starting to seep from her body. “So I noticed. Do you enjoy fucking her?” “She’s… not you.” Lavea laughed. “Of course she’s not. You know what they say here? Once you try black, you never go back!” Myrika flushed. “What just happened… what I feel for you has nothing to do with your color… although I do have to admit you have a beautiful complexion.” “But it’s not my complexion that will keep you coming back for more. It’s my pussy and the feelings that we both felt while we fucked and made love.” She narrowed her gaze. “Do you fuck men?” “I do have a pussy.” “You enjoy it?” She shrugged. “With the right male partner, it can be very pleasant, but my --” She grinned. “-- sexual weapon of choice is my dick. Cock can be nice, but this dick was made to fuck a tight, juicy pussy -like yours.” “Oh, yeah, baby. Now, come back to bed and fuck me.” “I can’t.” But she made no effort to resist as Lavea drew her back to the bed and burrowed into her arms. Moments later, Myrika was balls deep in Lavea’s pussy and they were moaning and thrusting at each other like two alley cats in heat. As she exploded yet again, Lavea smiled. Damn, she loved woman dick. And she was going to have to find a way to keep Myrika in her pussy and in her life.

Chapter Four

“Well, it’s about damned time! What did you do? Fuck her until your dick was raw?” With the door of her SUV open, Myrika paused. She took a moment to try to control the unexpected feelings that lingered from her encounter with Lavea, then slid into the vehicle beside Barroni. “She wasn’ t easy to… crack.”

“But apparently very easy to fuck!” The patent jealousy in Barroni’s voice did not bode well for their continued working relationship. “I did what I had to do… just as you would have.” “Fine! What did you find out? Where is Susoma?” Myrika started the engine and pulled out of one of the parking spaces behind Lavea’s suburban townhouse before she answered. “She doesn’t know. The last time she saw her was at Patrick’s Montgomery County estate.” “We’ve already been there. That’s how we ended up here!” “I know.” Barroni clamped a hand on her arm. “Are you telling me after you fucked her for hours she didn’t tell you anything?” “She couldn’t tell what she didn’t know.” “That bitch has you snowed. She knows plenty. Turn this thing around. I’m going to go back and kick her ass until she tells everything she knows!” Myrika clenched her teeth, swallowed hard, and shook Barroni’s hand off her arm. “Our job is to track down Takira’s daughters, not start battles we may not win.” “What? Pull this thing over, Myrika! Now!” Myrika pulled over to the side of the road, stopped the car, and turned to look at Barroni. “What?” Barroni sucked in an angry breath. “You’ve fallen for her, haven’t you?” “I’m here to do a job. I --” “Don’t hand me that agent line, Myrika! Tell me the truth! Do you have feelings for her that will affect your ability to do your job properly?” Barroni possessed a jealous streak that would make it unwise to confess the depth of feelings the fem had roused in her. “Barroni --” “Where does that leave me, Myrika? Kicked to the curb while you dally with your new love?” “Our relationship never involved love, Barroni. It… happened because we both have needs and spend a lot of time together.” “So that’s all I was to you?” She narrowed her gaze. “You have no real feelings for me?” “I admire you and --” “So the answer’s no. Fine!” She pressed her lips together. “Take me back to base.” “Why?” Barroni gave her a cool stare. “We no longer have the same goals.” “You’re overreacting, Barroni. Nothing’s changed.”

“Everything’s changed! I believe you intend to shield the fem who knows the whereabouts of our quarry. I intend to get that information from her. Take me back to base so I can get a vehicle of my own. We’ll go our separate ways.” “Barroni, you’re wrong!” “I don’t think so. But I warn you, Myrika, I intend to get the promotion I deserve. Don’t make me have to go through you to get it.” Under the anger, Myrika suspected Barroni’s infamous thirst for revenge waited to burst forth. “Is that a threat?” “If you’re worried that your secret is no longer safe with me, you should have considered that before you fucked me over!” Myrika clenched the steering wheel. Revealing herself to be a Johnnie to Barroni had been a major mistake. If Barroni reported her to the Agency, she would be recalled to Telmira and auctioned off to the highest bidder as a trophy lover. She would spend the rest of her life with a partner she neither loved nor cared for. A shudder passed through her at the thought of such a life. For the first time in her years as a Compliance Agent, she began to understand why Takira and her daughters had rebelled against a system that would have forced a sexuality on them they could not embrace. She started the engine and pulled back onto the road. “If you reveal my secret, Barroni, there will be trouble!” “That is a threat. You know I don’t respond well to them.” “Neither do I.” In a hostile silence they made the rest of the drive back to the small warehouse where the agency maintained several vehicles. The moment she stopped the SUV, Barroni shoved open the passenger door and jumped out. Myrika got out and they faced each other. “Do not betray me, Barroni.” “As you’ve betrayed me?” “I told you my status in confidence. I have never revealed anything you told me in confidence and I never will.” Barroni tossed her head. “Whether or not I keep your confidence will depend on whether or not you get in the way of my captures. Stay out of my way and I won’t. Do anything to protect that fem and all bets are off!” She turned and stormed off. Myrika watched her go, fists clenched at her sides. If she warned Lavea Barroni was coming after her, Barroni would reveal her secret. If she did not, Barroni would track and no doubt attempt to kill Lavea, and that she would not allow. She climbed back in her vehicle, her determination set. She glanced in the rearview mirror, for a last look. Once she warned Lavea, Barroni would report her and she would soon find herself on the run. She would eventually find herself facing down those she had once considered friends and colleagues. So be it.

*** Lying on a chaise lounge on the terrace outside of the bedroom she shared with Sean, Susoma bolted into a sitting position and looked around. Standing within arm’s reach of her was a vampire fem with beautiful dark skin and dark eyes. Although the fem had been hostile toward her in the past and she was alone now, Susoma felt no fear. Even pregnant, she was still as strong as the fem. She rose and faced her rival for Sean’s affection. “Lavea, you should leave before Sean returns.” “I’ve come to warn you. They’re here and they’re looking for you.” “Who is here?” “They call themselves Compliance Agents. One of them calls herself Myrika, born of Jaharra.” Susoma sucked in a breath. Myrika was famous for always capturing her targets. “And you led her here?” “No! I told her nothing, but I thought I’d warn you.” “Why? If they catch me and return me to Telmira you’ll have Sean back.” Lavea laughed. “I no longer want him back! I have other interests now.” “Then what are you doing here, fem?” Both Susoma and Lavea swung around. Sean stood just outside the glass door leading into the master bedroom. “Warning you the agents are here. One of them, Myrika, might be open to having her alliances changed, but the other one, Barroni, is looking to earn a promotion by Susoma’s capture.” “And why are you here telling us this?” “Because I’m interested in Myrika. I don’t care what happens to Barroni, but I want to ensure Myrika doesn’t get hurt.” Sean walked across the terrace to face Lavea. They stared at each other in silence for several moments before he nodded slowly. “If this Myrika doesn’t challenge me or menace Susoma or my son in any way, I will have no reason to kill her. Describe these two.” She did, then lifted her chin. “What of the situation between us?” Sean shrugged. “The slate between us is clear.” Lavea nodded, turned, and disappeared in a flash. Susoma tensed when Sean looked at her. “I’m going to go after them. But before I do, I’m going to take you to the Brotherhood.” The thought of spending more than a few hours with the surly bunch of egotistical vampires Sean had aligned himself with was not pleasant. “That won’t be necessary. I can take care of myself and --” “And you will do as I say!” His eyes flashed and he bared his incisors. “The life of my son must be

safeguarded at all costs.” Susoma shook her head angrily. “And if I were not pregnant? Would you care that they were after me?” “I don’t have time for another one of your god damned whining sessions! I will protect you with my life. What difference does it make why I’m willing to do it?” After all these months together, he still didn’t seem to understand her need for assurance of his affection. “It matters!” “It shouldn’t!” “Is that how you plan to treat our child? Will you tell her --” “Him!” “Will you tellher that it doesn’t matter why you’re willing to protect her?” “Ourson will lack for nothing.” She suspected Sean was prepared to shower a male with all the nourishing he would require, but would their daughter lack his love? Not for the first time since she had learned of her pregnancy, Susoma questioned the wisdom of remaining with Sean. For all the heartbreak she and Kyla had suffered during their lives, they had always loved and cherished each other. They had stood together and withstood the scorn of all Telmira, secure in their affection for each other. She wanted her child to know that same feeling of adoration. This was something she feared Sean was not capable of providing -- especially if their child was female. But Kyla was here now. Together, they could prevail over all who pursued them. She had been foolish to allow her lust and later love for Sean to keep her from her duty to Kyla. Sean did not love her. She wasn ’t sure if he were even capable of love. He would guard and protect both her and their child, but she and their baby deserved more. She looked down at her stomach. The time had come to do what she should have done many months earlier. She had to leave Sean. Although the prospect of never seeing him again made her ache, she was determined to do what was best for her baby. “I’ll go inside and prepare to leave.” He nodded curtly. Once inside, she stuffed the pocket of her jeans with money from the petty cash drawer Sean kept in the bedroom and slipped out of the house by a side door. She moved quietly, fearful of a confrontation if Sean caught her. She knew he would do nothing that would injure the child she carried, but he was quite capable of imprisoning her and taking their baby once she was born. If Susoma had been prepared to allow that to happen, she would have returned to Telmira instead of allowing Kyla to face the consequences of her behavior alone. *** Several hours after leaving Pennsylvania, Rechazes stopped behind a medium-sized cabin nestled in a grove of trees, far back from the road. “Here we are.” “What is this place?” “We call it the Safe House. We have several located in different states. We have assorted clothing, food,

and if necessary, weapons here.” Alighting from the SUV, Kyla stretched. These Earth transports were not as comfortable as the ones back home. She smiled as Lassie bounded out of the side of the vehicle and rubbed against her. “We’re free, Lassie.” Yes, my Kyla, we are. “Pavala, it’s really her!” Kyla turned. Two, tall shapely women emerged from the open door of the Safe House. The older of the women inclined her head. “Kyla, born of Takira Andandre, I am Pavala, sister to Erena, she who leads the Alantee. Welcome.” The younger of the two, a beauty with golden bronze skin, short, kinky hair, and dark, liquid eyes, rushed forward, a wide smile on her face. “I am Jocenta, sister to Pavala. Welcome to Earth, sister.” The warmth radiating from the women drew Kyla forward. She found herself enveloped by two pairs of arms, kisses pressed against her cheeks and forehead. She hadn’t felt such a sense of welcome and tender affection since Susoma had left Telmira for her woman journey some five years earlier. Overcome, her eyes filled with tears. She offered a silent, heartfelt prayer of thanksgiving. The goddess’s kindness knew no bounds. For the first time in years she felt safe and cherished. “Come, you must rest for a while.” Pavala drew away. “When you have rested and eaten, we will continue the journey home to Virginia.” Kyla turned to face Lassie. “This is my companion, Lassie.” The two Alantee inclined their heads in his direction. Lassie turned his green gaze on her.I must go hunting. Alone? Yes. But you’ll get lost. I will not. I will return when I have fed. He turned and stalked into the woods. Kyla hesitated briefly before starting after him. Rechazes caught her arm. “Let him go. He is well able to take care of himself.” “But this is a strange place to us both and --” “And he is able to take care of himself.” Rechazes squeezed her arm. “Come inside.” Kyla cast a last look in the direction Lassie had disappeared.Don’t be long, Lassie. Please. Don’t worry about me, Kyla. This place is my ancient home as well. There are things I must do. When I’m done I will return. Until then you will be safe with the Alantee. She closed her eyes on a fresh rush of tears. She sensed the same resolve in Lassie she had made herself. She would stay far away from Susoma, and Lassie would not be returning that afternoon.

*** Lassie kept to the back trails after he left Kyla until he was certain he hadn’t been followed. He’d lost control of himself once and revealed part of his hidden nature. Now it was time to explore and embrace every part of himself. He sought the shelter of the dense woodland, lay on his stomach, closed his eyes, and lost himself in revealing the abilities of the spiritualChandra . With his senses open to the healing way of theChandra , he saw who and what he was. He relived the pain of both parts of his nature… the shame and derision one side felt for the other. The time of living a divided life that was a lie must end. As theChandra demanded, he forgave his weaker, gentle nature, while embracing and welcoming the stronger, more aggressive part of himself. Finally, weak or strong, gentle or aggressive, he was one, and at peace with himself. He released the tight rein he always kept on himself when he was with Kyla. The taut, powerful muscles of the carnivore begin to reshape themselves into longer, equally taut ones. His body absorbed his tail. His skin texture changed. This was the first time he had consciously triggered the change. The process was difficult, painful, and lengthy. At its finish, Eros lay shivering on the ground. He rose slowly, his legs buckling. Stumbling forward, he leaned against the nearest tree trunk. He took several moments to catch his breath. When he straightened, he pushed the long, dark hair out of his face. He looked down at himself. He would need clothing to cover the long, naked, pale limbs of his body. His body. He clenched his hand into a fist. This was his body. Not Lassie’s. He frowned. His body and his mind and he would no longer allow Lassie, his psychicKeddi , to take control of their shared body… unless it suited his purpose. For now, he felt something he had never felt before -- completely free to be himself. He recalled the sultry interlude with Kyla in the back of the SUV. His cock stirred between his legs and he closed his eyes, recalling her thick, hard woman dick thrusting in and out of his ass. His appetite for anal sex had finally been satisfied at the end of Kyla’s shaft. He needed to explore why he had been unaware that Lassie was a part of himself for so long. But his immediate need and desire was to return to Kyla. He needed to ease her fears for his safety and to help protect her. He turned and ran through the woods back toward the place where he had left Kyla with the Alantee. An hour from where he had left Kyla, he abruptly stopped. A woman dressed in black leather with dark hair and eyes, and only a few inches shorter than himself, blocked his path. The woman’s eyes narrowed. “I am Myrika, born of Jaharra, Compliance Agent. Eros, born of Myacondrea, you are here without permission. I order you to take me to Kyla.” Eros’s nostrils flared. “I am Eros, son of Apollo, but as I was not born on Telmira you have no authority over me. Stand aside, agent, or I will move you in a most unpleasant way.” She stared at him, her eyes slowly moving over his body. Her gaze came to rest on his groin. By the time she looked into his eyes again, his cock stood at rigid, aching attention. “You will find that I am not so easy to move aside, male.” “And you will find that I am not one of the timid Telmiran males you are used to dealing with!” He closed the distance between them, grabbed her arms, and pushed her against the nearest tree. He expected a struggle. She offered none -- not even when he pushed her leather pants down, revealing her pussy. Staring into her gaze, he cupped his palm between her legs. He felt the unmistakable bulge

below her already damp slit. “I’m a male who takes what he wants.” “And what is that?” “Pussy!” “You feel no special allegiance to Kyla?” “You expect one raised on Telmira to practice monogamy?” She shook her head. “Not generally, but some do.” “My heart belongs exclusively to Kyla, but my cock belongs to whomever I choose to thrust it in. Right now I have no desire to deny myself anything.” Still, he paused, giving her a brief time to object. When she didn’t, he growled deep in his throat, thrusting forward. She parted her legs, and he drove his cock into her moist, heated slit. She curled her fingers in his hair, drawing his mouth down to hers. Cock firmly embedded in her, he braced his arms against the tree trunk and fucked her wildly, kissing and biting at her tongue and lips. As he fucked her, he kept his eyes closed, his thoughts on Kyla. Like Kyla, this female possessed a dick. He felt it pop out and slide against one of his cheeks during a series of furious thrusts. It wasn’t as thick or as long as Kyla’s. Nevertheless his ass lubricated and he ached to have it filled. Holding himself still inside her, he reached back, grabbed her dick, pressed it against his ass, moaning into her mouth as she pushed forward, driving her hard length past the protesting hole and into his ass. Lust shuddered through him, robbing him of everything except his ability to feel. His knees buckled. She wrapped her arms around him, lowered them both to the ground, coming to rest on top of him, each of them impaled on a hard shaft. Clinging to each other, they fucked several times before, exhausted and limp, they pulled their shafts out and lay on their sides, staring at each other. “What you did is out of compliance,” he told her, amused and satisfied. She rolled over, pinning him to the ground with her body. “Where is Kyla?” He laughed. “You don’t really think I’m going to tell you that, do you?” He reached between her legs to touch her flaccid dick. “You with your woman dick should be the last person hunting her down.” She tensed on him, staring into his eyes. “Are you telling me she possesses a woman dick?” “It’s a beauty,” he said, his cock stirring as he recalled the painful climax he had experienced at the end of Kyla’s hard dick. “It’s long and thick, and feels so good sliding in and out of my ass.” “Then she must not return to Telmira.” “She’s not going to.” Eros smiled, stroking a hand down her back to her shapely ass. “Do your superiors know you are a Johnnie?” “They will know soon enough.” “How?” She rolled off of him and rose, pulling up her pants. “I had an… interlude with a vampire in my search for

Susoma. My partner became jealous and can no longer be trusted to keep my secret.” He rose. “Then why keep hunting Susoma and Kyla? Why not join those who insist on the freedom to choose their own sexuality?” She arched a brow. “You mean the mythical Alantee?” “And if I tell you they are not mythical?” “They are. I have searched for them every chance I could on every world where we were dispatched. I have never encountered any of them.” “If you found them, what would you do? Attempt to bring them into compliance?” “That’s what I would have done… until I met the vampire fem I told you about.” “You love her?” “I believe that I could… if we were allowed to explore our relationship without the fear of my fellow agents coming after me.” Eros looked at her. “I have met some of the Alantee.” “You also know where Kyla is.” “Yes.” “Where is she?” “Why?” “I will assist her in avoiding detection.” He leaned forward, staring into her eyes. “Do you know who I am?” “Eros, born of Myacondrea --” “No. I am Eros, but I was not born on Telmira. I am a shifter. Did you find the two Compliance Agents pursuing Kyla and I when we left Telmira?” “They were murdered. A summons has been issued for Kyla’s apprehension.” “Kyla did not kill them. They were menacing her, so I killed them.” “You? It’s well known on Telmira you are a healer, like your father.” “Eros is a healer, but I am not! See me as those menacing Kyla did.” He dropped to his hands and knees, closed his eyes, and willed his body to change shape. The transformation from humanoid to carnivore was quicker this time, but still painful. At its completion, he stood before her as Lassie. For the first time, while Lassie, he had full knowledge that he was also Eros. While it felt strange to be Lassie and Eros at the same time, he reveled in the dual identities. As Eros, his nature was gentle, that of a healer. His physicKeddi , Lassie, was strong, wild, fearless, and possessive. He bared his teeth.Those who menace Kyla will meet the same fate those two agents met on Telmira or worse. Do not make the mistake of thinking Eros will hesitate to kill you. I am Eros, but I am also Lassie. And Lassie has a predatory nature and an instinctive urge to protect those

he -- I -- love, at all costs. Do not force me to kill you . “I have no fear of you, Lassie, born of Eros, but I have spent the last twenty years struggling with my own desire to exercise free will. I have grown… weary of tracking down and bringing into compliance those whose desires mirror my own. Take me to the Alantee and I will align myself with them, giving them the benefit of my experience.” You are legendary in your pursuit of prisoners. You would have me believe you could or will abandon your duties so quickly? “This is a decision I have been struggling with for the last twenty years. Now that I have met a woman I desire above all others, I must have time to pursue and win her.” I will tell the Alantee of your… conversion. If they are interested in meeting you, how can they contact you? “If they are the Alantee, they will find a way to contact me.” I am leaving. Do not attempt to follow me. If you do, you will quickly learn that Lassie does not share Eros’ aversion to inflicting pain and death. She inclined her head. “I will await communication from the Alantee.”

Chapter Five

After Lassie disappeared along the trail, Myrika headed off in the opposite direction. She suppressed her desire to seek out Lavea and make love to her. Although she had made the decision to break all ties with the Agency, she and Barroni had worked together for some twenty-five years. For five of those years, Barroni had kept her secret. That prior loyalty drove her on now. She reached the spot where she had left her vehicle and climbed in. Activating her tracking crystal, she started the engine. *** Accompanied by three other Compliance Agents, Barroni emerged from the regional warehouse where their earthbound vehicles were kept. Myrika alighted from a parked vehicle across the street. Barroni turned to the other agents. “Return inside and give us a few moments.” One of the other agents tensed. “If she’s out of compliance, we should take her.” Barroni looked at the other agent. “Who said she was not in compliance?” “If she were, we would not have been dispatched to assist you.” “That’s right, Leda, you have been dispatched to assist me. Assist me by returning inside.” Dismissing the woman, she crossed the street to face Myrika. “Have you come to your senses?”

Myrika placed a hand on her shoulder. “For the last twenty-five years, I have been certain of one thing -that you would be at my side. That assurance has allowed me to forge the reputation I have. Your safety and happiness are important to me. I have come to warn you… to ask you… to beg you to give up your search for Susoma and Kyla. They have formed powerful alliances with beings who will not readily surrender them.” Barroni narrowed her gaze. “Then they will die! And if you side with them, Myrika, you can expect to share their fate.” She touched Myrika’s hand where it still rested on her shoulder. “I haven’t yet reported your dereliction of duty. If you return now, we’ll forget your brief lapse.” “I won’t be returning.” “Come to your senses, Myrika, or you’ll lose everything we’ve both worked so hard to achieve.” She wet her lips. “And I’ll lose you. I don’t want that to happen. Come back, and we’ll forget this ever happened.” Myrika shook her head. “I regret the loss of our… friendship, but I’ve made my choice.” She took up a combat stance. “Call them out and tell them I await them.” Barroni shook her head. “Go -- before I change my mind. If we meet again, it will be as enemies.” Myrika turned and quickly crossed the street. Barroni watched through a mist of angry, hurt tears as her former lover drove away. She waited a full half-hour before she returned to the warehouse. “Myrika has abandoned her duties.” Leda stepped forward. “We will pursue her.” Barroni swung around to stare at her. “Our first duty is to find and retrieve Susoma and Kyla. We have no orders to pursue Myrika.” “She is out of compliance. Once that is established, it is our duty to --” Barroni grabbed her arms and stared into her eyes. “Your duty is to do as I tell you! If we encounter Myrika trying to interfere with the completion of our duties, we will do what we need to do. Other than that we will not engage her until we have orders from the Agency to do so.” Leda inclined her head. “As you say.” “Yes, as I say! Bear that in mind and this won’t be your last off-world assignment. Now. We’re going to track down Susoma and Kyla. Anyone who gets in our way will be dispatched.” Leda’s eyes glinted. Barroni sighed. She suspected the other agent thought taking down Myrika would put her on the fast track to building a huge reputation for herself. Some females had to learn everything the hard way. *** Susoma merged her car into the exit lane of the interstate. Once she had made the change, she glanced in her rearview mirror. Two dark SUVs traveling several yards behind her had also merged onto the exit lane. Her hands tightened on the steering wheel. For the last twenty or so miles, both SUVs had mirrored every lane change she made. Her pursuers made no efforts to hide their pursuit. But then Compliance Agents were notorious for being arrogant. They were no doubt confident of their

ability to capture her because she was pregnant. She tightened her lips. Pregnant or not, she was still a daughter of one of Telmira’s strongest citizens. She would die before she allowed herself to be taken. Keeping her gaze on the dark ribbon of road ahead of her, she drove on, her thoughts racing. Aside from the Alantee who were too far away to arrive in time to help her, there was one other individual on Earth who would come to her aid without reservation or question. She gripped her crystal in her left hand and cleared her mind.Kyla. Kyla ! *** A hand descended on Kyla’s shoulder. “We should leave.” Kyla stood several hundred yards from the Safe House. She turned to find Rechazes standing behind her. “Has he returned yet?” “No.” Kyla sighed, overcome with grief. First she lost her mother, then Susoma did not return after her woman journey, then Eros refused to flee Telmira with her, and now Lassie had deserted her. She swallowed several times, blinking rapidly. “Can we wait a little longer? He might --” Rechazes squeezed her shoulder. “We should leave. He can take care of himself.” “So can I.” “Yes, I’m sure you can, but it is the pleasure and obligation of the Daughters of Takira to shelter and protect the offspring of she who gave so many the courage to follow their convictions.” Kyla wrapped her arms around her body. She needed something… anything to hold onto. Rechazes put an arm around her shoulders. “I know you have undergone much recently, but you are now among those who would die to protect you. Come and be welcome into the Alantee, sister.” Kyla nodded and followed Rechazes. As they entered the clearing in front of the Safe House she stopped, her lips parted in startled surprise. Pavala and Jocenta stood facing a tall, naked man with dark eyes and long dark hair, who stood smiling at her. She closed her eyes, but when she opened them, he was still there. It couldn’t be! And yet… Rechazes tensed beside her. “Do you know him?” “Yes!” “He is rather well endowed. I’d better see if there’s something in the Safe House he can wear.” Kyla nodded. “Eros!” She rushed forward, clinging to him and burying her cheek against his shoulder as the tears flowed. “I’m dreaming again, but hold me anyway.” Strong, comforting arms closed around her, warm lips pressed against the top of her head. “This is no more a dream than our lovemaking earlier was.” She lifted her head to look at him. “That wasn’t a… how did you get here?” He smiled, wiping at her tears. “I came with you.” “No. Lassie came with…” She stopped. “When Lassie and I were… that was really you?”

“Yes.” “But how?” “I am… Lassie.” He frowned. “We’re going to have to talk about that name you’ve given him.” “Don’t you like it?” “No.” “I don’t understand.” “He and I are one. I’m not sure how or why. I think it’s because I am from Aeolia and on my home planet, many of my kind haveKeddi .” “What areKeddi ?” “They are native to Aeolia. They are living creatures, some of whom are shifters… like me. They are generally very small, but some are very powerful. When they align themselves with an Aeolian, the two share many things. Often theKeddi will be a mirror image of the Aeolian. Sometimes theKeddi will be the opposite, exhibiting qualities or attributes the Aeolian represses. Since I did not have that outlet on Telmira, I think I created Lassie to be everything that I wanted to be, but wasn’t.” “So when you’re Lassie you’re aKeddi ?” “Sort of. I know it’s confusing. It’s confusing to me, but Lassie and I are one and the same.” “But I don’t understand. Why didn’t you or he tell me the truth?” “I think on some primitive level, I half knew, but I don’t think he knew until we arrived here.” “Why did he know here and not on Telmira?” “I don’t know. Maybe it was coming home that triggered the awareness.” Rechazes touched her arm. “We need to leave now, Kyla.” Rechazes looked at Eros, her gaze moving to linger on his lower body. She held out a pair of pants. “The trip will be less filled with sexual tension if you cover that luscious-looking cock.” Eros took the pants and pulled them on. Rechazes extended a pair of large shoes. “These are from home and will stretch to fit you.” “Thank you.” She nodded and turned to face Kyla. “We have picked up transmissions from communications crystals. The agents have called in reinforcements. We really need to leave. Come.” Kyla caught her arm. “Who are they going after? Me or Susoma?” “Susoma. They have a lead on her.” “Then I will go to her aid.” She turned to Eros. She bit her lip. “You’ll come with me, won’t you?” He touched her cheek. “I think you’d prefer to have Lassie.” She sighed in relief. “Yes!”

“We will both come.” She flushed. “It’s not that I don’t appreciate you as you, Eros. It’s just --” “That Lassie is more formidable in a fight.” “I… value you both!” “I know and I understand.” He smiled. “If I were in danger, I would prefer to have Lassie there as well.” Pavala stepped forward. “You must come with us, Kyla.” She shook her head. “No. If Susoma is in trouble, I must go to her aid. There is something you should know about me. Our mother was stronger than most Telmirans, which is why no Compliance Agent was ever able to force her back. When she returned, she did so without the use of physical force.” “The physical prowess of Takira is well known.” “Susoma is even stronger.” “So we have heard.” “But I am stronger still. If Susoma is in danger, I will go to her aid.” She looked at Pavala. “I will require a vehicle and someone to drive me.” “Where are you heading?” Kyla’s shoulders slumped. “I don’t know.” Eros spoke. “I know where we can find out. I encountered a Compliance Agent while I was gone.” Pavala and Rechazes tensed. Jocenta looked excited. “Are you sure you were not followed?” “Yes. No one follows Lassie without his knowledge. This agent has fallen for a vampire fem and is now out of compliance herself. She’ll help us.” Pavala stared into his eyes. “Are you certain?” “Yes.” Pavala sighed. “Then Rechazes and I will accompany you and if necessary, battle to the death.” Jocenta spoke. “I will come as well.” Pavala shook her head. “No, Jocenta. If we are asked to pay the ultimate price, it will be easier doing it knowing you are safe. Return home to Erena.” “If you are going to amortia I will come as well.” Kyla glanced at her. “Amortia ?” “A death battle.” Pavala sighed. “We do not engage in them lightly or frequently. However, once our allegiance is pledged, the Alantee are bound.” She turned to Jocenta. “This is a difficult time for Erena. She can ill afford the emotional toll of losing us both. Do this one thing for me, Jocenta. Return home and help comfort her should we die.”

Jocenta’s eyes blazed, but she nodded her head. “I will do as you ask, but I warn you, Pavala, if you and Rechazes fall, I will spend the rest of my life avenging you!” Pavala nodded. “As will be your right.” She hugged Jocenta. “Until we meet again, live, love, and stay free, little sister.” Kyla recalled the heart wrenching pain of saying goodbye to Susoma as she left Telmira for her woman journey. She had felt sure her heart would break being separated for the first time from her beloved sister. She would not have the same thing happen to Pavala and Jocenta. “I appreciate your willingness to battle at my side, but I am Kyla, born of Takira Andandre, and I require no such assistance. It is my right and my pleasure to defend my sister. Take me where I need to go, but do not interfere. None of the agents they sent after Takira were successful, and I am far stronger than she was. No matter how many Compliance Agents they send, they will not prevail once the Daughters of Takira are united. They will either withdraw or they will be killed! Come. I must find Susoma and guard and protect her.” She turned and rushed toward the SUV, confident the others would follow. Half an hour later as they were heading back toward Pennsylvania, Kyla felt a familiar brush against her thoughts. Seated on one of the middle seats of the SUV, she stiffened and closed her eyes, opening her mind.Susoma? Kyla! I am alone and I need you. Where are you? Susoma! I am coming. I’m coming with help! Take cover and be safe. Please. I am on my way and I will protect you. Just please be safe until I can get there! She opened her eyes and leaned forward to touch Rechazes’ shoulder. “Rechazes, you must hurry. Susoma is alone and in need of help. She just called out to me.” Rechazes swore. “Where is Sean?” “I don’t know and I don’t care. Drive faster.” “Where is she?” “I don’t know!” “Use your crystal. It’s from the same base source as hers. It will lead us to her.” Kyla nodded and sat back in her seat, pulling her crystal from her shirt pocket. Seated next to her, Eros placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. Kyla closed her eyes, feeling the crystal vibrate in her hand. Images coalesced in her mind. She opened her eyes. “I know where she is. We must hurry. They’ve found her, and she’s in danger!” *** Sean Patrick flashed through the mansion for the third time before tossing back his dark head and releasing a roar of rage. “Susoma! Where are you?” “She’s not here, Sean.” He swung around. The only other person in the room was tall and muscular with dark hair that was nearly as long as Susoma’s. He stared at Sean with a pair of intense silver eyes. Sean had always found it difficult to tell if the other male was Latin or Native American. Sometimes his skin looked olive,

sometimes bronze with reddish highlights. “I know that. What I don’t know is where the fuck is she, Chey?” Enola Cheyenne shrugged. “I don’t know.” He pulled his hair back from his face, securing it behind his head. “I can attempt a psychic track, but I need something of hers to help get me spiritually in tune with her.” Sean thrust a dark negligee at him. Chey took it, burying his face in it. He sank down to the floor, leaning against the wall behind him. He breathed slowly and deeply. After an eternity, he opened his eyes and shot to his feet. “She’s being pursued.” Sean grabbed his shirt. “Do you know where she is?” He closed his eyes again. “Yes.” “Is she safe?” “I don’t know for how long.” Sean turned and flashed out of the living room with Chey at his side. *** Susoma glanced at her gas gauge and swore softly at the big red E. Once again, Sean had failed to fill the gas tank. She considered her options. If she remained on the highway, the agents would overtake her and dispatch anyone foolish enough to come to her aid. If she found a place where she didn’t have to worry about others getting injured or killed, she was confident she could hold the agents at bay until Kyla arrived. She exited the off ramp and found herself on a quiet, dimly lit stretch of the waterfront. She found a parking spot near the water, abandoned the car, and, keeping to the shadows, fled along the pier. The sound of boots slapping the pier reached her ears. They were upon her. She looked around. The flat landscape offered nowhere to hide. A wall blocked her path to the right, the river to the left. In front of her was nothing but an endless stretch of pier. Behind came the Compliance Agents. Weary and frightened, but still confident, she decided to make her stand. Four women dressed in black leather approached. Susoma took a deep breath, clenched her hands into fists, and crossed her arms in front of her, her gaze roving among the four women. A woman with dark eyes and short dark hair worn in a bob stepped forward. “Susoma, born of Takira the Unnatural, you --” Susoma lifted her chin. “I am Susoma, proud to be born of Takira Andandre.” “You are out of compliance. I am Barroni, born of Tessia, here to apprehend you. Surrender peacefully and you will not be harmed.” “I will not return to Telmira.” “You will return or you and your unborn child will die.” “I would rather that than have my child raised on Telmira.”

“You have no regard or affection for our home?” “It has never been home to my family and I will not return.” “Then you will die.” “If so, I will not die alone.” Barroni inclined her head slightly. Two agents moved closer. Susoma pulled two small throwing knives from the side pockets of her carpenter’s pants. Keeping her gaze on Barroni, who would clearly be directing the assault against her, Susoma gave a flick of her wrists. Twin groans, followed by the thud of bodies collapsing to the ground, assured her both weapons had found their marks and buried themselves deep into the hearts of her attackers. The remaining two agents shouted and charged her. She turned to engage Barroni, judging her to be the more dangerous of the two. Her fingers closed over Barroni’s throat. She lifted the gasping, struggling agent from her feet. She tossed her several feet along the pier. Breathing deeply, she turned to face the remaining threat. She only got her body halfway around when something heavy and hard slammed against the back of her head, just behind her right ear. She dropped to her knees, struggling to remain conscious. Looking up, she threw up her arm to block another blow. The hard, compressed leather baton crashed down on her lower arm. A rush of heat and pain shot through her. She fought to rise, but a series of blows rained on her other arm and shoulder until she collapsed onto her side, bleeding profusely. With consciousness fast fading, Susoma heard a bestial roar of rage. “Susoma! Noooo!” Sean had found her. She was dying, but at least she would die in the arms of the man she loved. Confident he would not allow her body to be taken back to Telmira, she surrendered to the darkness rushing up to meet her.

Chapter Six

Sean stood frozen, watching Susoma’s bloody body crumple to the pier. A rapacious hunger for revenge infused him, coupled with a loss that threatened to rob him of the ability to breathe. Eyes glowing and incisors bared, he flashed forward with Chey at his side. He was on the female who had attacked Susoma before she could move. He grabbed her, swung her around in his arms, saw the horror and fear in her eyes just before he buried his incisors in her neck and ripped her throat open with one savage assault. He picked up her body and flung it several hundred yards into the water. He looked around the pier. Seeing no other enemies, he dropped to his knees beside Chey who cradled Susoma’s still body in his arms. “Chey? Tell me she’s alive. Please!” Chey closed his eyes and placed one hand over Susoma’s temple.

*** Her world was dark and filled with nothing but pain. Surprisingly, there was little fear. She knew she was dying. She had many regrets, but there was nothing to be done now. She tried to reach out and send a final message to Kyla, but could not summon the mental energy needed. There was nothing left to do but die. Kyla would grieve, but she was strong. She would survive. Susoma just needed to release the thin thread of life remaining and let the encroaching darkness surround and take her completely. Once she did, she and her baby would be forever safe from harm. And yet it was difficult to leave Sean behind. She was vaguely aware of him kneeling at her side. She felt his anguish, but she needed so much more. He had already proven that he was incapable of giving her what she needed. It was time to go. About to release her hold on life, she was nearly blinded by a soft, pulsing light. She blinked, staring. From the small circle of light, the figure of a man emerged. He was tall and well built, naked from the waist up. Long, dark, glossy hair tinged with reddish highlights fell well past his broad shoulders and framed a strikingly handsome bronzed face with chiseled features and mesmerizing silver eyes. The man was breathtakingly attractive, exuding an aura she found difficult to explain. It was both spiritual and erotically sensual at the same time -- and impossible to ignore. He stared into her eyes and right into her secret thoughts, exposing her most earnest desires and needs. All of her hopes, dreams, and wasted ambitions lay exposed to him. Yet instead of shame in the sharing, she experienced a sense of freedom and release. He extended his hand. “Susoma, born of the noble and brave Takira Andandre, come to me.” She hesitated, feeling the pull of the darkness surrounding them. “Who are you? What are you?” “I have been called by many names over my long existence. For here and now, I am Enola Cheyenne.” “Why are you here?” “I am here at the request of one who greatly values you. Release your spiritual pain and I will bear it for you.” She was drawn to him against her will, but the darkness tugged at her, promising a release from the emotional pain she’d suffered since falling for Sean and abandoning Kyla to a fate she did not deserve. “It’s too great a burden. I can’t rise above it.” He allowed his hand to fall to his side. “You can, because there is one here who desires you to fight your way back through the darkness and return to him.” “It is because of my hunger for him that I behaved selfishly, burdening my sister, who already carried the burden for our mother’s needs. It’s too late. I can’t hold on.” “I will help you. Throw your burdens on my shoulders.” He extended his hand again. The hand, like his entire body, looked big and powerful. “Take my hand, and I will lead you back through the darkness to the light.” “Lead me back to what? I betrayed my sister for a male who does not love me! There is nothing to return to. He cannot give me what I need most.” “He needs you more than you know. And your sister rejoiced in your freedom, as you know.”

“That’s what made leaving her so much worse! She never reproached me, even though I knew she needed me. So his need is not enough! Please. Let me go!” He looked past her into the darkness, his silver eyes shining. “I am not yet ready to abandon my efforts to save her. Do not claim her. If you do, I will storm Shadow Mountain and reclaim her.” She turned and looked over her shoulder to see who he addressed but saw nothing but darkness. “Who are you talking to?” “It doesn’t matter. I am going away for a little while, but I will return. Wait for me, Susoma.” He dropped his hand and the circle of light narrowed quickly and vanished, leaving her alone in an endless black void, suddenly fearful of a place called Shadow Mountain. *** Long, tense moments passed before Chey opened his eyes. Sean stared at him, afraid to voice the question burning in his mind. Chey sighed. “She’s… fading.” Sean clamped a hand on Chey’s shoulder. “Bring her back!” “I don’t think I can, Sean. I can attempt to heal her spiritual wounds, but her physical injuries are beyond my meager abilities to heal.” Sean tensed, shooting to his feet. Long before three women and one man appeared at the far end of the pier, he heard them. Needing an outlet for his burgeoning rage, he rushed forward to attack. A tall woman with cropped blonde hair and blue eyes rushed forward, sobbing, “Susoma! Susoma!” Recognizing her from Susoma’s description, Sean came to an abrupt halt. He allowed her to rush past him to drop down to clutch Susoma’s hand. She turned and looked at a tall man with dark hair and eyes. “Eros! Help her!” Sean stepped in his path, incisors bared. The man paused. “I am Eros, son of Apollo, Prime Healer of Telmira. I have some skill in healing physical injuries.” Chey called out to him. “Her physical injuries are too much for me to heal. Let him past, Sean.” He stepped aside, keeping his gaze on the two women. The redhead, Rechazes, inclined her head. “This is Pavala. She is a friend. We will stand guard.” He nodded and went back to the small group gathered around Susoma. While Kyla held one hand, Chey moved his hand over Susoma’s temple, closing his eyes, his lips moving in silent incantations. Eros’s hands moved over her body. Although he didn’t actually touch her wounds, Sean saw the blood stop flowing. Eros slumped back on his haunches, breathing deeply, his face ashen, slight tremors shaking his body. “I have done all I can.” Chey opened his eyes, but kept his fingers against Susoma’s temple. “As have I.” “Is it enough? Will she be all right?” Kyla asked the questions before Sean could speak.

Chey looked at him. “She has a spiritual and emotional need that must be addressed now or despite our efforts we will lose her.” Kyla clutched Chey’s hand. “What must we do?” “She knows you are here and finds comfort in your presence, Kyla, but her greatest need now must be met by Sean.” Sean sucked in a breath. “What do I need to do? Tell me and I’ll do anything.” “You must tell her how you feel about her.” “She knows I would die for her! She knows --” Chey stared into his eyes. Sean tensed, feeling Chey’s powerful mind probing his. After a moment of resistance, he dropped his mental guards, allowing Chey brief access to his deepest thoughts. “Tell her the words she needs to hear, Sean, or say goodbye.” Sean’s legs buckled and he sank down beside her. Eros rose, drawing a sobbing Kyla to her feet. Sean moved closer. He clasped one of Susoma’s hands in his. Chey clutched his other hand. “Come into the darkness with me and pull her back, Sean. Tell her what she needs to hear.” He took a deep breath. “Susoma? It’s Sean. Come back to me. Please. I need you.” He felt her essence, weak and barely alive, touch his mind. Sean? You’ve never loved me and I don’t want to live in a world without love. His heart thumped with dread. Fearful of losing her, he dug deep to locate and release emotions he had long ago buried. “Before I met you, I existed in a vacuum. Nothing mattered but physical pleasure, and even that had lost its power to move or motivate me.” He placed one of her limp hands over his heart. “But that all changed after our meeting. After hundreds of years of living a life without purpose, you came along and not only excited my passions, but you captured something I didn’t even realize I still possessed -- my heart. Come back to me, Susoma.” Why? He closed his eyes. “Because if you do not, I will have lost my only reason for living. I didn’t realize how important you’ve become to me until I knew you were gone and were in danger. I am so sorry I didn’t get here soon enough to protect you. If you come back to me, I will do my best to ensure you never doubt my… affections again.” Affection? Or love? Do you-“Yes.” He took a deep breath and released the last vestige of the iron control he’d kept over himself since he had lost his humanity. “I love you, Susoma. Come back to me. Please.” For the baby’s sake? “Is the baby okay?” She has the blood of Takira Andandre running through her veins. She is strong and will survive. “Then he -- she -- will bring an added measure of joy to our lives, but even without the baby, I have no

desire to live without you, Susoma!” He felt her fingers flutter against his chest. He opened his eyes and found himself looking down into her eyes. He glanced at Chey. A slight sheen covered the other male’s skin. His eyes had darkened as they often did after he’d performed a spiritual healing. He inclined his head slightly. Sean gently gathered her close, cradling her in his arms. He brushed his lips against her cheek, fighting hard to hold back an unexpected torrent of tears. Over her shoulder, he saw Kyla sobbing. Eros stood behind her, rubbing his cheek against hers. Sean sighed and motioned Kyla closer. She pulled away from Eros and rushed over to them. Kneeling beside them, she placed a hand tentatively against Susoma’s back. “Susoma?” Susoma stirred and turned in his arms. “Kyla! You’re safe and you’re here. The goddess be praised!” Suppressing a streak of jealousy, Sean allowed Kyla to gather Susoma into her arms. The two clung together, sobbing. He rose, realizing he was going to have to get used to sharing Susoma with Kyla. Sean tensed at the sound of running feet. A tall woman with dark hair and eyes and a military style haircut faced Rechazes and Pavala. Eros approached the two women standing guard. “It’s Myrika, the agent I told you about.” “What business do you have here, Myrika?” Rechazes demanded. Myrika looked around, her eyes darkening as she noted the bodies of the fallen Compliance Agents. When she spotted that of an agent lying several yards away, a small sound escaped her lips. “Barroni!” Rechazes stepped aside and she rushed past her to kneel beside the fallen woman. Unwilling to trust Susoma’s safety to so many unknown people, Sean moved along the pier toward the two. Myrika lifted the other woman into her arms. “Barroni!” She looked around, her eyes wide and afraid. Her gaze rested on Eros. “She’s badly injured but she’s alive! Help her. Please.” Sean turned to face Eros. There was no way he would allow one who had attacked and nearly killed Susoma to live. Eros sighed, shaking his head. “You have to help her! You are a healer! It’s your duty!” “I am also a man. I will not render aid to one who unjustly pursued me and those I value.” A desperate look on her face, she looked around, spotting Chey, who stood a little apart from the others. “You. I sense a compassionate nature in you. Will you help her?” “I have some little ability in that area, but I sense nothing in her that makes me want to expend the physical effort required to aid her.” A small sob escaped Myrika’s lips. She looked down at the woman. “Barroni, hold on. I’ll get help.” Barroni gave a small shake of her head. “It’s too late to help me. The others?” “I think they’re dead.” “Then you will be safe. I told them you had left the agency, but I had not yet brought myself to file an official report. When we do not report back, they will think you died with us. Live, love, and be free,

Myrika.” “Barroni! By the goddess, I never wanted this to happen to you!” “To die in the service of the agency is… every agent’s dream. Remember me with… kindness… my love.” Myrika buried her head against the other woman’s chest, sobs shaking her body. Satisfied the agent was dead, Sean returned to the others. Kyla had risen, cradling Susoma in her arms. He sighed, swallowed his pride, and made no protest as Kyla carried Susoma to the SUV in which he and Chey had arrived. Rechazes and Pavala appeared at the vehicle. “We will stay and… dispose of the bodies. Where will you take Susoma and Kyla?” “Where they belong -- to my house.” He gave them the address and opened the side door of the vehicle. Kyla sat on the back seat, holding Susoma with a look in her blue eyes that dared anyone to come between her and her sister. The bitch was getting ahead of herself. A hand clamped down on his shoulder. He turned. Chey stood behind him. “They both need this time to heal, and renew their bond.” Sean contented himself with baring his incisors. “Do I need to call a doctor for her and the baby?” Eros stepped forward. “No. I will attend to her.” Sean stared into Eros’s eyes before looking at Chey, who nodded. “His abilities as a healer are far more impressive than any doctor I’ve ever met. He’s already stopped the bleeding and begun the healing process. You can trust them both to him.” Sean nodded. “Thank you.” Eros smiled. “No thanks are necessary. Healing is what I do. Now we need to get her home quickly. The baby will not wait much longer.” Sean’s legs buckled and Eros helped him into the SUV’s center doors. Chey got in the driver’s seat, slowly driving away from the pier. Three hours later with Kyla, Chey, Rechazes, and Pavala gathered around, and Eros attending, Sean watched Susoma scream and grunt their child into the world. With a sobbing Susoma clutching his hand, he held his breath as Eros placed a small, pink bundle into his arms. “Your daughter.” He sank onto the side of the bed, overcome with emotion. He stroked a finger down his daughter’s cheek, almost afraid to touch her. He looked at Susoma, his throat tight with tears. “She… she’s… as beautiful as you are. What shall we call her?” Susoma swallowed several times before she managed to speak. “Enolas Erosia for the two who came into the darkness and pulled me back from the brink of death. And Seania for the father I know will adore her as much as I do.” “Damn! She’ll be grown before she learns to pronounce and spell all those names.” Susoma squeezed his hand. She turned to look at Chey, who stood near the bed. “Thank you.”

Chey smiled. “When you left me alone in the darkness, I found I was afraid and didn’t want to die after all. What… is Shadow Mountain?” “Nothing you need to concern yourself about. Live, love, and stay free, Susoma, born of the noble and brave Takira Andandre.” “Thank you, but how do you know so much about us… how to say just the right things to touch an emotional chord?” Chey shrugged. “I’ve been around for a while. I’ve learned a few things.” Sean stroked her arms. “You’re not going to get much more than that out of him. I should know. I’ve been trying without success for a very long time.” Susoma nodded and settled against him. Sean smiled and looked down at his new reason for living, his daughter. “You know you were supposed to be a boy and be named after me.” He stroked the small, pink cheek. “But I forgive you.” Susoma extended a hand to Kyla. “Come say hello to the first generation of our family born free in hundreds of years.” Sean stifled a sigh and allowed Kyla to lift the baby from his arms. “Enolas Erosia Seania Andandre Patrick, you are blessed by the goddess. May you have a long life to live, love, and always remain free.” Eros nodded. “Now it’s time for everyone to leave Susoma and Sean alone to rest and celebrate in private. Everyone else, out.” Chey looked at Sean. “There is something I need to do so I’m leaving, but you know how to reach me if you need me, Sean.” He nodded. “Chey, I don’t know how to thank you.” “Treat them both well and be happy and that will be thanks enough.” He grinned. “For now at least. I may need you one day.” “If you do --” “I know. Congratulations, Susoma. Be well and happy.” “Thank you!” “It was my pleasure.” Eros crossed the room to the door. “Congratulations.” “Thank you for helping to save her.” He inclined his head and ushered everyone out of the room. Left alone with Susoma and their child, Sean released the control on his emotions. He crawled onto the bed beside the woman he loved, pressed his face against her shoulder, and wept.

Chapter Seven

Standing at the front door of Sean’s mansion with Eros by her side, Kyla said goodbye to Rechazes and Pavala. “Please tell Erena you all have my everlasting gratitude and when I am certain that all this is not a dream, I will travel to Virginia to convey my thanks in person.” She grabbed Rechazes’ hands. “And to you who met us and offered hope when there was little, I pledge my life and eternal service. If you ever need my help, you have but to call and I will come, sister.” Rechazes smiled, squeezing her hand. “You are born of she the Alantee revere. It was my duty and my pleasure to be of some little service to you. Until we meet again, Kyla, born of the brave and noble Takira, live, love, and remain free, my sister.” Kyla watched them go through tears. When their vehicle disappeared around the curve of the driveway, she turned her face into Eros’s shoulder. “It’s not a dream. Is it?” He lifted her chin, pressing a soft kiss against her mouth. “It’s not a dream. We are all free, Kyla. What shall we do first?” He spoke against her lips, stirring her passions. She leaned into him, cupping her hands over his ass. She rubbed her lower body against his. “My pussy aches.” He nibbled at her lips. “So does my ass.” Her dick jumped to attention. Arms around each other, they walked into the house. Aware that they had no need to restrain their passions in any way, they only made it to the foyer before they pulled each other ’s clothes off and fell into each other’s arms. Eros lay on top of her, his hard chest muscles crushing her breasts, his lips devouring hers. Rubbing his cock against her dick, he kissed the breath from her lungs and sent the heated lust rushing through her, filling her cunt with need and juices. She stroked down his back to his ass. “Fuck me. Please. Fill me with cock and fuck me again and again.” He sucked her tongue into his mouth, lifted his hips, and thrust down. His cock slid quickly into her pussy. She lay under him, moaning softly, slowly rotating her hips, in an effort to ensure she had every last inch of him inside her. There was no feeling in the world as wonderful as Eros’s shaft buried balls deep in her aching pussy. Moving his head down to suck at her breasts, he reached behind his body. His fingers closed over her dick. She moaned against his lips, tensing. He placed the head of her shaft against his ass. Unable to control herself, she slid her hands down to his ass, parted his hard cheeks, and pushed upward. Her dick powered past his puckered opening. With just the head inside, she paused, savoring the feelings of bliss thundering through her. By the goddess, she loved forcing her dick past that delicious tight hole and into his ass. Breathing deeply, she eased forward, slowly pushing her length deep into his warm, tight, hot ass. Within

moments she was in danger of losing her mind. They moaned in unison, then began to fuck, cock and dick shooting deep within respective pussy and ass. They timed their movements until they achieved a sweet, natural rhythm few lovers could hope to experience. Their fuck was at once fierce and needy while being both tender and loving. Feeling totally in tune with him, she kept a rein on her desires, determined not to come before he did. When she felt the tremble in his body and shudders shaking his ass, she knew he was moments from coming. Pumping her dick deep and hard in his ass, she tightened her inner muscles around his cock. He groaned, clutched her tight, shooting jet after jet of delicious seed deep into her pussy. Clutching him close, she pulled her hips back, then drove her dick deep up into his wonderful ass, sobbed as an incredible climax crashed over her, and pumped her seed into his warm, quivering ass. After enjoying their exquisite afterglow, they pulled out of each other. She picked him up. He lay contentedly in her arms, sucking her breasts as she carried him to the nearest bedroom. There, they fell onto the bed. To her surprise, he spun her over onto her stomach, positioned himself between her parted legs, and began eating her pussy. Her pussy burned and her ass began to secrete its own natural juices. As she was about to explode, he withdrew his mouth, rose over her, pressed his cock between her quivering nether cheeks, parted them, and thrust forward. Pain and pleasure shot through her as he forced his big cock past her protesting hole. She sobbed, reached back to part her cheeks as far as she could, and pushed her hips up, forcing her ass to slowly take his length. He grabbed her hips and shoved roughly, shooting his entire length deep within her. She cried out in pain and came, her pussy and dick both gushing. He laid his big body tight against her body, growled, bit into her neck, and fucked her into one incredible climax after another before he finally cried out, and shot his seed in her. With pussy and ass full of her lover’s seed, Kyla surrendered to the bliss thundering through her. Whatever their future on Earth held, she would bravely face it with her beloved sister and her wonderful lover at her side. No one could ask the goddess more than that. *** A few hours before dawn, Enola returned to the pier where they had tracked Susoma earlier. A lone figure dressed in black stood at the edge of the pier, staring down into the water, shoulders shaking. From several yards away, he felt her pain and guilt at what had befallen her partner. Keeping to the shadows, he closed his eyes, extended his hand, and reached out with his mind. It took several attempts before he was successful in touching her thoughts. He probed gently, trying to be as noninvasive as possible. A surge of pain, guilt, and regret shot from her into him. He absorbed the raw emotions, feeling them stabbing into his body. Controlling his breathing, he kept a tight rein on his own emotions. Then he spoke.Myrika, born of Jaharra, what happened to Barroni, born of Tessia, was not your fault. You have a right to pursue happiness and determine your own sexual reality. Let go of the guilt. Release the rest of your pain to me and I will bear it for you. Seek comfort in the arms of one who will welcome you. Live, love, and stay free, Myrika . He felt a faint, confused acknowledgement. Moving further into the shadows, he watched her straighten her shoulders and walk quickly away from the pier, wiping at her damp cheeks. A measure of pain and regret remained, but at least she would now be able to cope without contemplating tossing herself into the nearest river. Satisfied he had done what he could without her consent, he sighed, breathing slowly and deeply. As he often did after a spiritual intervention, he felt weak

and emotionally needy himself. He turned and made his way from the pier. It had been some time since he had attempted two healings in such a short time. He would need to find a willing woman in whose arms he could lose himself and regain his full strength. Ideally, he required a woman capable of deep emotional giving for the fastest healing. But he would take what he could get. He closed his eyes briefly, his thoughts on the delights of lying between the long, shapely legs of a willing, sexually unrepressed woman, kissing his way up her ankles on his way to devouring her pussy. While he loved women of all colors and sizes, when he was in need of spiritual replenishing, he had a special fondness for a well-endowed woman with large breasts, big legs, and a big, round ass he could clutch as he ate or fucked her fragrant slit. He sighed softly, imagining his lips and tongue wet with the natural juices of a warm, welcoming lover whose lack of sexual inhibitions allowed her natural juices to flow thick and heavy. His cock stirred. He felt his shaft, stiff and aching, spread along one leg. He glanced around, wondering at the chances of finding such a sexually free woman on Earth. Perhaps it would be best to return home where there was no shortage of willing partners. His need for sex and self-healing driving him, he climbed into his vehicle. *** Lavea bolted up in bed, her senses alert. She glanced around her bedroom. In the early morning light, she saw she was alone. She listened intently, but could not determine what had disturbed her fretful sleep. She fell back against her pillow, staring up at the ceiling, willing sleep to overtake her. The doorbell startled her, sending her leaping out of bed. Not bothering to cover her naked body, she flashed toward the front door. The peephole revealed a tall woman with dark hair and eyes, with a military style haircut. Heart racing, Lavea pulled open the door. Myrika, her dark eyes haunted, her face pale, offered her a box of chocolates and a bouquet of red roses. Lavea took them, placed them on the table beside the door, and pulled the other woman inside. “What’s wrong?” “She’s dead.” “Who?” “Barroni. She’s dead and I didn’t do anything to help her!” Lavea saw a level of pain in Myrika’s eyes that tightened her throat. She closed the door, lifting Myrika into her arms. Carrying her to the bedroom, she undressed her and then urged her into bed. She climbed in beside her, drawing her into her arms. She kissed Myrika’s cheek. “Tell me about it, love.” Myrika burrowed into her arms and the story came out accompanied by a surge of tears. Lavea listened, caressing the other woman’s shoulders and rocking her. Although the feel of Myrika’s naked body in her arms stirred her passions, she dismissed her own selfish desires. Myrika needed comfort, not sex. Pussy drenched with juices of lust, and her body aching to taste Myrika’s blood, she rained soft kisses on Myrika’s hair and whispered words of comfort until Myrika drifted to sleep in her arms. Feeling as if she had finally found her one perfect mate, her bloodlust, Lavea slept too.

Several hours later, she woke on her stomach, a warm body lying on top of hers. Soft, insistent lips brushed against her neck. Strong thighs lay between her parted legs. A hard cock rested against her slit. Small breasts caressed her back. “Lavea? I need you.” Her bloodlust needed the comfort of her body and her pussy. Smiling, Lavea pressed her cheek against the bed. “Take me, my love, I’m yours.” Myrika’s hard, thick length slid between her wet folds, filling and stretching her pussy. “Lord, Myrika, I love your dick.” Myrika whispered against her ear. “It’s yours.” “Then give it all to me, baby, but let me up first. I want to feel your breasts against my chest and hold your ass as I ride this lovely dick of yours.” Myrika pulled out and rolled onto her back. Lavea stared at her lover, lying there with her long legs parted, her fragrant pussy exposed, her thick dick standing at rigid attention. Lavea climbed on her body, grasped her shaft, bringing it close to her pussy. She pushed her hips down, as Myrika’s dick powered its way deep into her pussy. Myrika moaned. “Lavea… by the goddess, I think I was born to fuck you. I’ve never felt like this… I’ve always loved pussy, but I never dreamed it would be this… soul-destroying to slide my dick into a pussy. I’ve spent my entire life waiting to meet you. I love you… I love you and you’re mine! If need be, I’ll kill to keep you!” Smiling, Levea looked down into dark eyes shining with love and lust. Lord, what a beautiful sight. Closing her eyes, she laid her body on top of her lover’s. Rotating her hips and licking at Myrika’s lovely neck, she fucked herself slowly up and down on the wonderful length thrusting inside her. Overcome with love and lust for this beautiful woman, she gripped her hips, bared her incisors, and buried them in Myrika’s neck. Sweet, delicious blood rushed into her mouth, making her almost dizzy with delight. Her heart swelling with love, Lavea closed her eyes, sighing softly as the delicious dick of her lover thrust in and out of her, speeding them both on a quick trip to paradise only two people in love and bloodlust could experience.

The End… for now…

Marilyn Lee

Marilyn Lee lives, works, and writes on the East Coast. In addition to thoroughly enjoying writing erotic romances, she loves roller-skating, spending time with her large, extended family, and rooting for all her hometown sports teams. Her other interests include collecting Doc Savage pulp novels from the 30s and

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