Lauren's sleepy mind noticed warmth first; from the natural heat of a body pressed against her own, and from arms which held her close. Not yet awake enough to manage words, Lauren hummed her approval, before tightening her embrace to greet her bedmate and welcome her to the morning. Fatigued by the strain of their captivity, Lauren kept her eyes closed through the soft kisses which were brushed against her temple.
The gliding of smooth bare legs, as her partner adjusted her position to be closer still, stirred a soft sigh of contentment from the exhausted doctor. The sensation of Bo's flawless skin and supple muscles, as their legs were entwined and a thigh insinuated itself between Lauren's, drew a further, deeper groan from her.
The uncomplicated pleasure of being held, the reassurance and simple affection that stemmed from it, prompted Lauren to burrow against Bo and nuzzle her neck. Lauren's senses filled with the familiar scent of her lover. The pleasing blend of the products that Bo favored, and her natural womanly fresh aroma, comforted her.
The drowsy blonde gradually realized that the soft exhalations against her brow no longer had the measured cadence of a woman at rest. Taking advantage of their full-body embrace, Bo was beginning to hitch her breathing in time with the slow and subtle rubbing of her breasts against Lauren's chest.
As her wakefulness steadily improved, Lauren felt tender lips first graze a row of kisses along her hairline, then trail a whisper-light path down to her ear, along her jawline, and over to the corner of her mouth. The soft kisses were accompanied by quiet pants of growing arousal.
Resisting the imperative to start the day, Lauren kept her eyes resolutely shut as she allowed herself a mild stretch within the safe circle of Bo's arms. She delighted in the friction and mounting excitement of awakening skin on skin as Bo kissed her throat, then eased her palm beneath the borrowed T-shirt to glide a path along Lauren's flank.
"Kenzi?" Lauren murmured, her mind full of images of sharing bed space.
The name was met with an amused chuckle. "No." Bo caressed the inviting pulse point in Lauren's neck with pliant lips. "Should I be worried?"
Lauren's weary mind, distracted by Bo's easy sensuality, conjured an image of the goth girl kissing the stricken Fae woman with as much desire as she could summon. The capacity to focus still eluding her, Lauren wondered if Bo had a memory of the trick which had been used to provoke a feed.
"She's been gone for a while," Bo provided, between small nips and kisses. "She's calmer now, and wanted her own bed."
Bo's deft fingers teased the waking woman's hardening nipple, grazing it with her fingernails to tempt the tender flesh fully erect. The clever touch defeated Lauren's ability to concentrate on anything other than the heat of pleasure, which spread through her breasts and focused in stiff peaks that ached to feel Bo's mouth.
Lauren nodded her understanding through the mental fog that still lingered. Shivering as her nerves sparked into life at Bo's skillful loving, Lauren felt her sex beginning to dampen Bo's thigh. The fair-haired woman smiled to herself as she considered that being cuddled awake by an amorous succubus was the most enjoyable alarm call of her life.
"I couldn't wait any longer," Bo admitted, between exploratory kisses over Lauren's collarbone. Her need rang clearly in her husky tone and the slow rocking of her hips.
Relaxing into her pillow, Lauren urged her lover to cover her. "You're always welcome, Bo."
Lauren's desire, a slow burn from the moment that she had felt Bo's gentle overtures, flared fiercely into life. The flattery of Bo's lust, the clever fingers plucking and rubbing at her nipple, and the doctor's own innate unapologetic passion stirred the heat within her to a fever. Lauren luxuriously smoothed her hands up Bo's lean back, then across her tensed shoulders, before threading her fingers through the succubus' lustrous hair. The blonde guided Bo to her mouth and melted beneath her searing kiss.
Trembling with longing of her own, Lauren arched her back and joined Bo in grinding their bodies together. The urge to tug Bo's lingerie from her - to bare her skin, caress her breasts, and taste her - made Lauren's heart race. Her own passion, as pure and powerful as Bo's, begged her to put the succubus onto her back and make love every inch of her
The lovers broke their kiss to catch their breath. Lauren watched Bo search her face with smoldering eyes, as the backs of her knuckles rubbing steadily against Lauren's aching nipples. "Please," Bo said, her voice thick with carnal intent, "just let me."
Lauren was not surprised that Bo had picked up on her dilemma. Bo's sixth sense for lust, an ability that was as natural to her as breathing, would have become alerted to the impulse within Lauren that clamored for her to take control. With no preternatural talents of her own, blinking through her fatigue and the stoking of her own desire, Lauren studied her lover's face.
The doctor immediately recognized that strain was narrowing Bo's eyes, making her predatory, and her discomfort was clear. The Fae woman's excitement had been primed and then quashed, leaving her with an acute need for sex which was testing her discipline. Alarmed that Bo's endurance had been stretched to breaking point as her lover slept, Lauren asked, "Bo? Did you sleep last night?"
Bo shone her hallmark lop-sided grin. "No, I didn't need to." The fact that Bo had been filled with energy from the dreadnought remained unspoken, although her answer did not address her current struggle. "And it just felt like you and Kenzi needed me more."
Lauren heard Bo's words from the warehouse clearly inside her mind: I don't want to be a succubus with you. Determined to lead the way, to demonstrate acceptance with both her body and her heart, Lauren yielded to Bo's hunger; not to feed, but to lose herself in the passion which Bo could not easily express in any other way.
Surrendering to lust came easily to Lauren. Offering herself wantonly, she pulled her knees up either side of Bo's lean form. Lauren rolled her hips as she curled her limbs around Bo's shapely form, earning a throaty groan in response. Pressing her breast more intently into Bo's hand, Lauren used her body to ask for the touch that would send liquid heat to her sex and help make her ready.
Bo's next kiss was hot and deep, her questing tongue teased Lauren's eager mouth open before slipping inside to explore her. The raw power of Fae, ethereal and charismatic, thrilled Lauren. Challenging herself to match Bo's voracious desire, Lauren moaned hedonistic praise between kisses as Bo pinched and plucked at her stiff nipples in tempo with her grinding thrusts.
Giving and taking pleasure in harmony, Lauren's hands drifted over Bo's back, glorying in the powerful fluid motion of muscles beneath perfect skin, before sliding lower and grasping her hips. Under Lauren's guidance, and amplified by her ferocious appetite, Bo's thrusts rose in urgency until she was surging against her lover. Lauren urged Bo to take her, and met Bo's vigor with her own.
Taken by surprise by the volatile intensity of their lovemaking, Lauren shuddered through an abrupt and hectic orgasm. The breathtaking climax sent an ecstatic blaze of pleasure through her body, which erupted from her mouth in formless cries of joy.
As Lauren trembled through the aftershocks of her climax, the succubus grinned against her lips. "Again?" Bo breathed.
Startled by her own responsiveness to her lover, Lauren reconciled that she had never thought to question Bo's easy mastery of her body, the knowing touches and intuitive style, simply believing them to be a part of loving Bo. Lauren's clitoris was still swollen and throbbing, her excitement not yet sated, and she felt her sex clench in readiness for more.
Reason, and the need to catch her breath after Bo's sensual ambush, defeated Lauren's craving. She cupped Bo's fine-boned features in her palms, before letting herself drown for a moment in Bo's expressive chestnut eyes. The involuntary memory of Bo's eyes turning blue for her in the cage immediately dampened Lauren's intoxicating heat.
"What is it?" Bo murmured.
"You're so beautiful," she answered softly. The simple statement produced a faint blush, which charmed Lauren and distracted her from the weight of her lover lying between her thighs.
Bo turned her face towards Lauren's hand, kissing the heart line on her palm in gratitude, before returning her cheek to the touch that she prized. "Tell me, please?" Bo encouraged, taking care to not sound accusatory. "There's something worrying you?"
Either as the aftermath of a sexual connection between them, or because Bo had learned to effectively read her habit of internalizing her concerns, Lauren suspected that her thoughts were too transparent and obvious to deny. "I'm sorry for what happened in the cell, Bo, all of it."
"It wasn't your fault," Bo calmly reasoned. "We couldn't have guessed how far she would really go. Jaime was the one who hurt me, no one else. You and Kenzi saved me."
"I never wanted to make you. I never wanted you to not have any choice." Lauren made no effort to conceal her sorrow. "I know how much it matters to you, Bo, and I feel like I've taken something from you."
"You saved me," Bo patiently repeated.
"I violated you." Taking advantage of Bo's nature hurt more deeply than Lauren had allowed herself to notice when they were inside their jail. The confession was excruciating, and felt like a shameful affront to the glorious gift of newly shared intimacy. "I made you, I did it to you, I took away your right to choose for yourself. And I would do it again if I had to. I'm sorry, Bo."
Bo slipped her hand from Lauren's T-shirt, then used it to brace herself and relieve Lauren of some of her weight. The porcelain skin of Bo's brow was furrowed in a thoughtful frown. For a few anxious heartbeats Lauren wondered if Bo even remembered the coercion that she had been subjected to.
"Lauren, you did what you had to," Bo insisted. "I have no control over my body works, I never chose to be Fae, but because of you I now know that I can choose what I feel, and how I live my life." Bo glanced down at the flush fit of her body against Lauren's, as if they were made for one another, then confidently met her lover's earnest eyes once more. "This is my choice."
Words full of conflict, protests at how hard Bo had tried to resist and deny the necessity of taking sustenance, faded on the doctor's lips. Lauren conceded that forcing Bo to face her mortality, demand that she re-live the feeding, and then expect forgiveness for it, would be another violation.
Lauren drew Bo close enough to share a brief sweet kiss, giving Bo endorsement and gratitude for her beliefs, and willing an end to the questions between them. The conversation about what Lauren had felt, beyond pain and lust, during the divine connection of a chi link between a succubus and her chosen prey, could wait.
"This is what you choose?" Lauren repeated, as she found her serenity in acceptance. Without a moment of doubt, Bo nodded at once. "Then show me."
Lauren submitted to her lover, her mouth already opening as Bo sought another deep kiss. To feed the hunger that grew between them, the two women shared a luscious embrace, before Lauren buried her hands in Bo's silky hair and urged her lower.
The careful shackles, which Bo placed on her craving for her lover's body, were loosened, and nuanced subtlety was swept away. Bo confidently pushed up the hem of the borrowed T-shirt, baring Lauren's firm breasts, and then bowed her head to take a raspberry-shaded nipple into her mouth. Bo swirled her tongue around the erect peak, before sucking fiercely to draw an throaty and appreciative moan from her lover.
Lauren luxuriated in the firm tugs at her nipples, first one side and then the other, and the trail of kisses sketched between them. The steady pulls contrasted with the light scraping of teeth and the soft licks to balm the sting of gentle bites. Powerful hands, the hands of a warrior as well as a lover, massaged Lauren's breasts as she was suckled.
Lauren finger-combed Bo's glossy hair, scratching and stroking softly at the nape of Bo's neck, as the succubus made love to her breasts. Bo's appetite for sex was as intense as her need to satisfy her uncanny hunger. While playing with the ebb and flow of power in bed was exhilarating, Bo's need was more immediate.
Lauren reveled in the trust that Bo granted her. The succubus lowered her guard as much as she could, showing no fear in allowing Lauren see her vulnerable to the demanding physical truth of her species. That Bo could hurt her, could extinguish her life with ease, was a heady thrill which Lauren did not dare to consider beyond being sure that the gamble was worthwhile just to be with Bo.
For the faintest of moments, Lauren felt an insidious shadow of envy deep within herself. Bo's future prey would feel the sublime ethereal connection, and any Fae choices could receive the full force of the exquisite bond.
In defiance of her own insatiably curious self, Lauren conceded that Bo's nature would remain an enigma between them. If Bo's sexuality pushed Lauren, challenged her and made her soar, then she would relish it. Inspired by love and loyalty, without compromise, Lauren chose Bo.
Bo kissed a meandering path over Lauren's breasts, exploring the outer and lower curves of shapely flesh with delicate brushes of her lips and tongue. Nearly dizzy with overwhelming arousal, Lauren's grudging thoughts melted away beneath the pure and simple truth of Bo's nature; her biology was eclipsed by the soul of a loving woman.
Lauren's body twitched in anticipation as Bo began to nuzzle a questing path down her sternum, before drifting in loops across the lean planes of her stomach. Lauren's abdominal muscles flexed as Bo's tongue danced around her navel, and then jostled the discrete gold piercing which had made Bo chuckle the first time that she saw it.
Pulling a pillow behind her head for support, Lauren surveyed the length of her lithe body. The rucked up fabric of her shirt made space for sure hands to slide confidently over her breasts and tease blushing nipples, which were still gleaming from Bo's mouth. Adept fingers on her saliva-slick peaks sent near painful jolts of excitement searing down through Lauren's belly to bloom between her legs.
Lauren allowed one thigh to be guided onto Bo's shoulder, before stretching her other knee up and to the side, to make space and open herself as Bo journeyed lower. The brunette paused briefly at the dusky blonde patch of hair gracing Lauren's sex, the tip of her nose bumping against neat hair, as she breathed in her lover's scent.
Grasping at the bed sheet with one hand, to anchor herself for the first touch of Bo's knowledgeable mouth, Lauren cradled the back of Bo's neck with the other, before welcoming her to her body with a deep groan of satisfaction.
Light and sensual kisses against her crease commanded a fiercely intense shake of pleasure from Lauren. Bo followed the kisses with the lightest sweep of a softened tongue, from Lauren's opening to her clitoris. The lick bathed tender folds and tempted another gasp from deep inside the blonde's chest. Lauren's eyes drifted shut, so that she could savor the bliss of her lover's talented mouth, as Bo began to feast in earnest.
Pushed quickly to the brink of orgasm by Bo's finesse, almost overcome by the urge to lose herself and drift in the warm seas of raw hedonism, Lauren battled to stay in the moment with her lover. "Oh, Bo," Lauren murmured, "slowly, go slowly."
Bo lifted her head up from her loving ministrations to favor Lauren with a wicked smirk. Bo's lips shone with Lauren's vital essence and, with her mischievous dark eyes locked firmly onto Lauren's, Bo licked them with unashamed relish. "Slowly?" she echoed.
Lauren waited while Bo curiously studied her face. She wondered if the succubus was replaying memories of insatiable lovemaking, of breathlessly pulling at one another's clothes and desperately baring skin, then vying for dominance as they sprawled to the bed. Bo narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, looking beyond to a place that Lauren knew she could never experience for herself.
"Can you see me?" Lauren whispered. "Can you see how much I want you?" Bo's answering swashbuckling smile was bright and full of lively passion. "Go slow so I can feel you," Lauren asked. "I don't want to miss a moment."
Bo's gaze mellowed in delight at the praise, and she acknowledged the request with gentle caressing kisses to Lauren's silky smooth inner thigh. Bo allowed her eyes to drift shut as she rubbed her cheek against the creamy skin, before inhaling deeply to steady herself and indulge her own craving for sensuality.
The unselfconscious act sent a fresh wave of liquid heat, profound in its strength and intensity, flowing through Lauren's body. Bo's measured exhaled breath bathed Lauren's sex, soothing and calming her quickened nerves and relieving the imminent pressure to orgasm. Taking care to keep her touch light, smiling in contentment as Lauren's excitement eased her way, Bo gently rubbed the backs of her knuckles against Lauren's tender labia.
Keen to sustain eye contact with Bo, and view the unabashed enjoyment with which her gracious lover tempted and excited her body, Lauren folded one arm behind her head to support herself. Lauren trailed the fingers of her free hand over Bo's forearm as it flexed with each soft rub, before guiding her lover's hand lower. "I need you in me," Lauren urged.
The dark-haired woman's mouth creased in an easygoing smile once more. "Slowly?" Bo teased quietly, as her fingertips began to softly tickle around her lover's opening.
Confident enough to signal her need, Lauren tilted her hips to offer herself, then groaned in throaty approval as Bo's fingers glided into her and stroked her deep inside. Lauren greeted the talented hand that caressed her snug walls with a gratified hum.
The brunette rained kisses over Lauren's abdomen, following the arch of her pelvis with her tongue, before nuzzling Lauren's flexing thighs as she bore down against Bo's fingers to try to take her deeper still. Bo's free hand cruised comfortably across Lauren's hips and waist, then traveled to her breasts to palm-rub her stiff nipples.
Lauren indulged in Bo's artful lovemaking, from the delicious sensations crafted by Bo's clever mouth, to the increasingly excited breathing which washed across Lauren's skin like warm silk. The random gentle bites, blended with tender kisses and luscious sweeps of Bo's tongue, made Lauren's nerves blaze into dizzying life. Skillful fingers curled inside her, and found the special places that made Lauren curse softly and arch her back
The goodnatured Fae woman massaged Lauren's swollen sweet spot, before scissoring her fingers within her to test the slick fluttering walls around them. "Ready to go a little faster?" Bo grinned.
Lauren reasoned that, even if Bo could not see the bright incandescence of her desire, she was experienced enough to know when her lover's body was demanding more. Lauren accepted the affectionate teasing with an amiable chuckle, then nodded eagerly and grasped at the bed sheet once more.
Lauren moaned softly in loss as Bo slipped from her, before gurgling a hungry moan as the succubus added a third finger and steadily eased her way back inside. Lauren breathed slowly to center herself as her body adjusted to the new sensation of being filled. Bo slowly rotated her hand, her dark eyes glittering in excitement, as an increasingly wolfish grin graced her lips.
Lauren melted into the smile, and into Bo's easy and seductive beauty, as the succubus relished the loving act between them. Despite her claim that she was going to up the pace, Bo's hand sustained its balanced rhythm as she stroked Lauren deftly.
Lauren consistently sounded her arousal, electrified by every touch, and luxuriated in Bo's knowing caresses. Bo's smoldering glances drank in every detail; from the tremors that ran irresistibly through Lauren's body, to her blissful gasps. Bo's lips pressed kiss after kiss to the thigh draped comfortably over her shoulder.
Light fingertips drew random patterns on the skin of Lauren's stomach and chest, tickled around her navel, then brushed against the peachy underside of her breasts. Gentle fingernails rolled and pinched Lauren's nipples until she was almost sobbing with excitement.
Lauren's dazzled mind imagined vital threads of arcane energy, from all the places that Bo had touched, racing through her like lightning and coalescing into a maelstrom of pleasure. In that moment of elation Lauren recognized that, if Bo had power over her, she would welcome it, just to lose herself in the glory of being the Fae woman's lover.
Lauren felt her muscles beginning to tighten as her body quickened like a summer tempest. She gasped words of praise and exaltation, alternately pleading and demanding that her lover take her to the edge, and then help her soar from it.
As she neared the pinnacle of feverish arousal, Lauren cried out in joy when Bo finally bowed her head and placed a warm open-mouthed kiss against her slick and swollen labia. Bo's lips sweetly caressed Lauren's delicate folds, nuzzled and nibbled at her, then teased her with deft laps at the base of her clitoris. Lauren shuddered helplessly beneath the long slow sweeps of a soft and flattened tongue that bathed every inch of her, before swirling around her stiff peak.
Lauren answered the generous attention by affectionately finger-combing Bo's glossy hair, then rubbing at the nape of her neck, as Bo switched effortlessly between deep satisfying stroking and the scintillating loving of her versatile mouth. A few more decisive thrusts, with Bo's fingers twisting and flexing deeply inside, drew a hard pre-orgasmic quake from Lauren.
Lauren felt no need to restrain herself. Prizing their profound connection, she gasped her rising urgency to her lover. "I'm close, so close. Make me come, Bo."
Lauren groaned out a curse as Bo softly suckled on her clitoris in a steady pulsing cadence, her adept tongue laving circles over and around the sensitized nerves. Bo's mouth and her fingers, together in sensual harmony, made the muscles in Lauren's belly clench tight and her back began to arch. The succubus reached for Lauren's hand with her own, grasping it and lacing their fingers together to offer an anchor.
Lauren felt her temperature surge and her heart race. Every nerve and fibre within her blazed with vibrant life. Calling out sounds with no form, driven only by desire and instinct, Lauren's orgasm erupted from her with cries of rapture.
Bo curled her fingers and withdrew just enough from Lauren's spasming and flooding sex to swirl around her opening and draw out the last few frantic rushes of climax. Bo tightened her grip between their linked hands, to help ground her lover, as intense aftershocks left Lauren dizzy and overwhelmed.
The powerful orgasm had sent a fierce fluid glow throughout Lauren's body, which left her feeling languid and spent. As her throat was sore from her cries of pleasure she could only moan huskily as Bo pressed a final kiss against her soft patch of fair pubic hair.
The loss of the delicious sensation of fullness left Lauren feeling open and vulnerable. As it brought forth a soft sob, and another rough post-orgasmic jolt, Lauren took a calming breath to try and center herself. Relaxing as Bo guided her leg back to the bed, Lauren used the anchoring grip between them to urge the lithe succubus to gracefully scale her body before easing her into a loving embrace.
Lauren welcomed Bo by seeking her mouth. She savored the blended earthy scent of herself on Bo's skin, and her essential flavor on Bo's lips, as they kissed. Body pressed against body, their legs entwined, Lauren felt Bo's sexual urgency wherever they touched.
Bo groaned softly into Lauren's mouth as they kissed, tugging and sucking on her lips as eagerly and thoroughly as she had kissed her lover's clitoris. Bo's intent was obvious in her ardent and provocative attention; she would grant a moment for Lauren to recover, but would quickly assert her innate urge to gift passion and command the energy of life.
Lauren cupped Bo's cheek in her free palm, gently broke the kiss, and then smiled at the small whisper-quiet murmur which signaled Bo's objection to losing the bond. The still-trembling blonde moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue, noting the last traces of her own flavor, before chuckling at Bo's mild scowl of petulant displeasure.
"Take this off," Lauren said, as she plucked at Bo's cami top, "I want to see you."
Without a trace of modesty, Bo straddled one of Lauren's legs and sat back on her heels so that she could peel her top off in one swift economic movement.
Lauren rested against her cool pillow and unashamedly feasted her eyes. Her hands stroked smooth circles on Bo's bare thighs, before sliding up over the flare of her hips to her slender waist. Lauren's gaze lingered on the dark silk triangle guarding Bo's closely shaved mound, and at the patch that was darker still from her arousal. As her attention drifted higher, Lauren admired her lover's elegant and womanly full lush curves. Lauren reached the succubus' fine features, and received a pleased grin at her open appreciation of Bo's body.
The unabashed smile faded in favor of an avid smolder as Bo's heightened appetite stirred into ascendancy. Unable to resist the longing that glowed feverishly from her lover, Lauren pushed up from the bed and wrapped her arms around Bo's enthralling form, then tilted her head back to meet Bo's kiss.
The embrace was fierce and demanding. As Bo began to grind her hips and press against Lauren's lap, the blonde opened her mouth to fuel the heat which was rising between them.
Bo broke away with a gasp. "I need to feel you," she demanded, as she tugged at Lauren's T-shirt. Her eyes shining with desire, Bo barely allowed the doctor to raise her arms before dragging the garment from her and discarding it with contempt.
The succubus drew Lauren close, to revel in the enticing friction of skin against skin, as the two women kissed once more. Humid tongues dueled for supremacy as they sounded their pleasure in quiet moans and sighs. Lauren slid her hands around Bo's waist, then up her flanks, before taking the weight of the dark-haired woman's breasts in her cupped palms and rubbing her thumbs over swollen nipples.
Lauren kissed a reverent path over Bo's chin and along the refined lines of her jaw, before pausing to nuzzle an earlobe until Bo whimpered quietly. Lauren traced brief licks, and grazes of her teeth, over Bo's neck and collar, then sucked softly over her fluttering pulse point. Lauren's adept fingers began to pluck and pinch Bo's nipples harder, to tempt her to press her damp center more firmly into Lauren's lap.
A sharper bite against vulnerable skin drew a deeper rough groan, almost a growl, from Bo. "Lauren," she warned huskily, "I'm not going to last."
"You don't have to," the blonde purred against Bo's healthy tanned skin. "You can let go, I know you need to." Lauren's mouth drifted back to Bo's ear. The tip of her tongue trailed along the outer edge, then tickled the delicate architecture inside until Bo shivered. The hot-blooded blonde slid a hand down between her lover's legs and rubbed the heel of her palm against Bo's labia. "I know you need to come," Lauren breathed. "I can feel you, Bo."
Lauren nudged aside Bo's underwear and eased inside her lover in one smooth stroke, before groaning her appreciation of the snug and slick channel that clenched around her fingers. Bo draped her arms around her lover's neck to balance herself. Spreading her knees wider granted more space for Lauren's hand, and allowed her to deepen the penetration.
Lauren felt Bo's sex begin to pulse and twitch around her agile fingers. She added her thumb and caressed the noble woman's clitoris, alternating rubbing the length of her and skimming the pearl-hard tip, until Bo was circling her hips and gasping her readiness to come.
The climax that had been brewing within Bo, churning liquid heat low in her groin and igniting flames of need through her whole body, burst from her mouth in a greedy frenzy of joy as her sex soaked Lauren's hand and her fingernails dug into her lover's shoulders.
Bo tightened her arms around Lauren, relying on her lover's lean sculpted strength to hold her tight, as wave after wave of orgasm tore through her with the ferocity of a flash flood. Bo rested her forehead on Lauren's shoulder as her life energy, born between her legs and spreading like a wildfire, surged through her muscles and made her shake.
"It's OK, I've got you," Lauren soothed. After slipping her fingers easily from Bo, she reciprocated the succubus' fierce embrace. "Needed this, right?"
Bo relaxed enough so that she could lean back and see Lauren's face, searching for a moment, before offering a guarded but honest nod of agreement.
Lauren returned the thoughtful study and saw peace taking the place of hunger in Bo's eyes. "Bo? I meant every word I said." Lauren spoke softly, grace coming easily to her. "I will treasure every moment I have with you, miss you when you are gone, and always welcome you home."
Lauren applied enough pressure to bear Bo to the bed, cover her with her body in sacred union, and be with her once more.