Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.

Borath gasped in ecstasy as she ripped open his clothing, running her tongue from his stomach to his neck. She covered his sensitive flesh with kisses and finally met his eyes again. Her eyes glowed red at the smell coming off of him.

"Where do you want it?" she whispered to him.

"Anywhere," he breathed. She smiled and kissed his lips fiercely.

He gasped again as her fingernail pierced the tender skin of his neck, but he moaned as he felt the gentle suction of her lips over his wound. The hot, delicious liquid burned as it went down her throat, and she pressed against him in her haze of pure pleasure. She lusted for him, burned for him. He was hers!

More and more she drained from him, and with every swallow her lust for more grew. His thoughts focused on the pure euphoria he felt at her touch, at her intimate actions. She pulled back and licked her lips, gently massaging his ears. He closed his eyes and trembled in exhilaration, and she chuckled seductively.

"All those stories about the Vorta, how they would never be physically intimate with anyone, not even each other...and look at you now. Oh, my love, my Borath..."

She dove for his neck again and continued to imbibe the thick, sweet, rich blood that trickled from her mark. He let out a cry as her hand never left his ear. Her fingers danced over the ridges and the purple skin behind, and her tongue waltzed over his neck. If she took much more, it would start to adversely affect him. She stopped and stared at him.

"Keep going, Lilith...take whatever you want from me," he moaned, reaching out to stroke her cheek. She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch, kissing his palm.

"As you wish, love."

He writhed and arched his back as she drank more, but his movements slowly became sparse and weak.

"Borath?"

"Yes?"

"When was the last time you recorded your memories?" She slowly and sensuously caressed his skin, running her hands from his neck down his chest to the inside of his leg and back to his stomach.

"Not for...two weeks at least."

She groaned in pleasure and lightly kissed his lips. "Good. Then your clone will have no memory of this."

His breath grew ragged as he realized what she was about to do.

She pinned his hands and stared into his eyes, the terrible chant coming from her lips surrounding him. He felt agony in his abdomen, as if someone had run him through with a flaming hot sword. A cry of torment escaped him as fire flooded his veins, and yet she did not stop until the bond was broken.

She gazed down in satisfaction at his dead body and shook her head.

"You shouldn't have let me take so much, else you may have been alive right now," she murmured to the corpse.

She closed his wide, staring, dead eyes and kissed his cooling lips. Then she licked his wounds, causing the skin to heal as if nothing had touched them.

"Goodbye, my love. You gave me your all, and I will never forget that. May those gods of yours let you rest in peace."

She breathed in as new power filled her veins. Borath's blood had returned her power to her, and she had no need for starships or shuttles anymore. With one last look at his still form, darkness like smoke surrounded her, and she raised her arms and was gone with a gust of wind.

...

It wasn't until she initiated the bond that Keevan realized what a threat she truly was. The shock ran through him, but he fought it and it dissipated. He took a step back from her and laughed.

"An ee'dal'hotha! It's been two or three lifetimes since I've encountered a mind-bender such as yourself. Unfortunately for you, you'll find the mind of a Vorta hard to mold."

She laughed right back at him. "I've found that's not the case."

Lilith took a stride forward and reached for his ear, but the Vorta's reflexes were sharp. He grabbed her hand before she could touch him.

"Come now, Keevan. It'll be fun...but you have to submit."

"Never," he growled, tossing her to the floor. She rolled into her fall and quickly returned to her feet.

She stared him down, calling him to her with her mind, but he put up effective resistance against her. Her eyes narrowed.

"You want me, Keevan." He heard her voice echo in his head. "You need me."

"I neither desire nor need you, Lilith."

"Keevan, we have the USS Yorktown on long-range sensors."

The Vorta smiled. "It appears we will have to continue this conversation later."

...

He sat up slowly and experimentally twisted and stretched his body. The Starfleet doctor had done an excellent job, and he felt well enough to stand.

He made his way to the back of the cave and gently shook awake the female.

"Lilith. It's time to wake up."

Her eyes flashed when they opened, and he resisted the shock for the second time. He laughed.

"You're going to have to try harder than that," he said softly. "Others may have fallen prey to your charms, but I assure you, I will not."

"I'm only using part of my power on you, Keevan. If I had wanted you, you would be trembling in ecstasy just to be in my presence right now."

He smiled maliciously. "Then why am I not?"

"You just lost a lot of blood," she countered. "It would be foolish to drink from you until you've recovered."

"So in a few days, you'll try again?"

She leaned forward and was delighted that he didn't shrink away. "If you hold your men in such low regard, how can I be sure you would be loyal to me? No, Keevan...you will not have the honor of belonging to me."

She inhaled his scent and chuckled. "Though I must admit, you do smell...invigorating."

His bright purple eyes found hers and held her gaze. "What made the others fall so quickly?"

She laughed. "Deyos and Borath were weak. You...you were more of a challenge, but I could have won if we had had the time to continue. Such a pity that you were injured. But if you want, you still let me have you..."

He shook his head. "Weaken myself to give you pleasure? I think not."

"Oh, but you'd love every minute of it, Keevan. You'd be begging for more at the brink of death."

His eyes twinkled in merriment. "I'd be lying if I told you that wasn't tempting. But I'm afraid I'm going to have to refuse."

She grinned and grabbed his wrist, slicing it open with a sharp fingernail. He gasped and yanked his hand out of her reach. She only laughed and tried to pin him, using his weakness against him. Vorta weren't strong by nature, they were creatures of the mind. Lilith easily held him down with her legs, and she managed to grab his wrist.

One lick and his blood flowed freely again. He gasped in pleasure, but gritted his teeth. She only managed to get a small taste before he yanked his hand out of her grip again.

"Stop this now."

She sighed and let him go. "I didn't expect you to yield. But since you didn't, I can't have you telling Sisko about me."

Before he could shy away, she grabbed both his ears and starting a low, soft chant. She gazed into his eyes and smiled as they slowly went blank. After a few more seconds, she released him.

"Why am I here?" she asked.

"I don't know."

"Who am I?"

"You never told me your name."

"Good. And why was I in Cardassian space in the first place?"

"I don't know," he replied with a flat voice. "You never told me."

"Excellent. You have never heard the name Lilith in your life. You never held me prisoner and you have never heard the terms 'demon' or 'vampire'."

"What are you talking about?"

She smiled. "Shouldn't you go meet with Sisko?"

He nodded and walked away, picking up the empty case as he left.

"Such a pity," she muttered to herself. "You tasted so delicious."

With another current of air and darkness, the cave was empty once again.