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A/N: Apologies for my tardiness but glad to be able to write again. This is an "M" chapter. Violence at the top and a bit of girl time at the end. Thanks to all the readers, reviewers and followers. Hi to all who have recently joined us.
Dr. Malek's little cabin was laughable in comparison to some of the retreats in the hills. He smiled and took the verbal jabs at his run down get away in stride. As he backed his car into the car port, he smiled at the thought of what was to come. His stomach cramped and he snarled at the pain. "Just hold your horses already." The vet snapped as if talking to someone else.
He picked up the tire iron from the passenger's seat and got out of the car. He opened the back door to the little house and then stepped inside. Quickly, he pushed aside the little round piece of furniture that served as his dining room table, and revealed a trap door underneath. He pulled the door open and released the folded ladder. Stepping out to the car, he readied the tire iron as he popped the trunk. As expected the Trollgre lunged for him despite the pain of the iron restraints. The hard metal cracked against the bony skull of his captive and the Malek was once again moving a motionless mass of flesh. Closing up the car, he pushed the body into the cavern beneath the cabin and then pulled everything closed. He tried to make it look like nothing was amiss.
Carefully moving down the ladder, Malek gathered the bounty hunter and flung him over his shoulder. Learning long ago that eating a meal directly under his cabin made the place smell like rot for months, Malek started walking. He had enough trouble hiding the odor that drifted off his own body. His body was in a constant state of decomposition. Only by keeping his feeds on a regular schedule was he able to mask the stench. He clicked a switch and a straggly set of dim bulbs lit up casting a glow down the rocky path of the cavern.
After about a ten minute walk, he reached his destination. It was a protected cave. The opening to the outside was no more than a yard tall and a couple of yards wide. It was man-made. Well not really man-made, it was vampire made. A left over from the war. The vampires had carved up the terrain in their attempts to make day time hiding places. The tunnel from his small cabin had originally connected this place to a second cave. The fae had destroyed that enclosure during the war.
Some scoffed at the use of the word war for an interaction only a few weeks long, but the carnage and brutality was enough to match battles that had raged for years. It was such a long time ago but everything about that time was still vivid in Malek's memory. He had evolved during the war. It was his first tasting of fae and he had craved it ever since. Of course the tight knit fae group that remained in the area would never allow him to get close and he had sustained himself on human hikers and the town elderly for years. He giggled thinking about how many bodies in the local grave yard were gnawed to nothing more than bones before they were planted in the earth. That had been before modern techniques of course; nowadays he didn't go near a mortuary. The vile use of chemicals on the dead spoiled the meat.
Flopping the Trollgre hard on the ground, Malek caught the scent of another in the space. He worried at first that he might be facing a master but then he caught a second and third scent, all too similar to mark them as independent beings. These were swarm vampires. The Trollgre moaned and the Malek growled. Turning he pulled a key from his pocket and gloves. Carefully the flesh eater undid the iron chains. The bounty hunter started to shift around but was not fully conscious yet. The Malek went back to looking out the small sandy opening. Over his shoulder he spoke to the darkness, "You boys ever taste fae blood?"
There was a hissing and three shapes stepped out into the shadowed areas of the open space. "We have not." The snakelike voice of the boldest of the three said. By the look of the group they had not tasted any blood for some time. It was disgraceful the way they had been kept on the run by a mere human. At least they had made it out of the master's lair when others had not been as lucky.
"Now that is a shame. I, myself, prefer it to just about anything else. Fae flesh not the blood per say. The fluid just comes with the territory." Malek said. He was in such pain knowing that his meal was right there, but he had not lived as long as he had by being stupid. There was an opportunity here. "I offer you first crack at my friend here. Leave the flesh but the blood is yours. Don't make him too dry though, leave a bit of fluid to keep him tender." There was a flurry of motion followed by the muffled scream of the Trollgre. All in all it was a short kill. It took the famished vampires' only seconds to end his life. Malek assessed the situation as he watched the three feed. It was almost dainty compared to him. He picked out the strongest of the trio and then just waited.
"Now was I right or was I right? Fae is a choice meal. Everything else pales in comparison." The yellowish eyes of the vampires were now on him. They had more than enough to eat and had regained most of their strength. Malek smiled thinly, "I don't think I like the way you are looking at me. I just allowed you to partake in my meal. This is something I don't do on a regular basis. You need to lower your eyes or pay the price." The wendigo shifter knew what was coming and strangely enough his hunger died down in anticipation.
"We bow only to our master. This is the vampire homeland by treaty, fae. A master will come for us to serve." The brave one spoke again.
"Not too bright are you. I am that master." Malek let out a good natured chuckle. "It's the twenty first century for goodness sake, time to think out of the box." In a flash he had the two weaker vampires in hand; he snapped their necks and then ripped off their heads with strong bony claws. The two bodies dropped to the cave floor in oddly shaped heaps. Malek loomed over the last of his visitors, the one he had picked to be the strongest. "Think you can bow to me now?" The vampire dropped to his knees expecting the worst. A strong bony claw fell lightly on his shoulder. "Loyalty is rewarded by me and so is strength." There was a look of disbelief on the vampire's face as the strong claw pulled him to his feet and began dusting him off.
"Call me your master." said the Malek. The request was simple, almost gentle in tone, but the ramification of not doing as the powerful creature requested was a sure death sentence.
"My master," said the vampire immediately. He went to drop to his knee but the Malek stopped him and proceeded to straighten the man's jacket and flatten the lapels.
"No, you do not kneel to me. We are a team, a team of flesh and blood." The Malek smiled, "You are second only to me in this new kingdom. I believe we have been denied our homeland long enough. Nasty humans and withered old fae should not keep us from what is ours." With unbelievable speed the flesh eaters arm was around the vampire's shoulders. The man was speaking to the vampire like they were long lost friends.
"It is time for the world to remember the power of the predator. There is a town of humans and a smattering of withered old fae that are begging to be used as examples of our power. No more hiding, no more picking the weakest of the herd, we need to flex our muscle." After a moment the Malek added, "We will need others to assist us in our cause. Can you arrange that?" The flesh eater was now staring at the remains of the Trollgre; the hunger was overcoming his thoughts.
The vampire watched the man warily. "My master what remains of my swarm would come to my call. Perhaps they can bring others in hiding with them. The murderer of our last master is with your old fae. They will come to see her punished."
"Numbers?" asked the Malek still standing with his arm around the thin creature at his side.
The human hunter that had killed the master had returned and burned the lair out within a night of the Wanderer's death but many of the swarm had already left. Those that had escaped split into small groups. The skill of the hunter had been surprising and some of the swarm had been tracked down as they moved into new territories but many had survived. He could contact them. There would be other rouges too. The vampire said confidently, "Enough my master."
"Hey we are friends now, call me Malek, and when you talk to your brothers and sisters tell them to come hungry and soon. I'm no longer willing to hide in the shadows. My hunger grows and I will no longer deny it." The wendigo stepped forward, releasing his hold on the other man and tore into the flesh of the bounty hunter. Pale yellow eyes flashed as the vampire watched the ferocity of the fed. Forcing himself to turn from the sight, the power this creature exuded offered the members of the swarm more than the Wanderer could have ever shared. He would not let his new companion down; he placed a call to start building an army.
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"Bo." Lila called and the succubus looked up. "You will recover and, with our help, faster than you think." She turned and left the room. Kenzi was torn but followed the cupid out the door. Bo smiled this time as Lila's aura had remained strong. The fae had meant every word she said. She turned to Lauren who was resting uneasily next to her. It would not be long before the good doctor was awake and asking all sorts of questions.
Running a hand along her stomach Bo frowned to herself as she felt the uneven patches of her skin. She hadn't had time to put her shirt back on and it was now sitting on the floor somewhere between the living room and her current position. Thinking about how she had revealed her body to Kenzi and Lila made her grimace. It would have been more tactful to just show a side or something but knowing that there might be an answer to her lack of control was too much. She needed answers. Hell, need did not do her feelings justice, she was literally dying for answers. Living with the fear of losing control during a feed and attacking anything and everything posing a threat was going to get her killed. Vampire toxin? Why hadn't Trick told her about that?
There was a soft sound and Lauren moved beside her, throwing an arm out and slapping it positively over Bo's stomach. The succubus could not help but smile, the possessive nature of the doctor always came out in their sleeping positions. From the very first Lauren would drape a leg or arm over Bo as she slept and Bo had loved it. The subconscious display of affection and protection demonstrated more about Lauren's feelings towards Bo than her guarded words would ever let her share. A soft knocking on the door pulled Bo's attention from Lauren, and she fought to pull the succubus back to safe levels.
"It's me," whispered Cappy. He had just remembered that he told himself he wouldn't enter this room alone again. The flash of bright blue eyes made him recall his words exactly. "Easy there I am just checking on the …patient." His eyes had caught the scarring on Bo's body. "Looks like I should be saying patients." Bo growled but the shaman approached anyway. It was as if he had the answer to a puzzle he had been working on and it put him at ease, "I get it now. You and I will have to have a talk later." Lauren shifted tensing her arm and pulling on Bo. This let Cappy and the succubus know how restless the doctor was becoming.
Without another word Cappy pulled out two talismans and let them drift over Lauren. He began to chant to himself speaking so fast the words could not be understood. Looking up his eyes were reflections of a clear blue skies, Bo held his gaze no matter how disconcerting it was. "She is going to know something is up because I just hit her with one whopper of a healing charm." The big guy looked extremely pleased with himself. "You have about thirty seconds to get your mind around what you are going to tell her." He tugged on one side of his moustache and turned to leave, he bent down and grabbed Bo's shirt from the floor and tossed it to her. As he left the room the large man said with a hint of laughter, "Good luck, she is going to be really confused when she comes to and her memory is going to be spotty for a good five to ten minutes."
If the shaman had missed his estimated time of Lauren's awakening it was by only a second or two. Bo had just enough time to pull on her T-shirt and then turn to watch as Lauren jumped awake. To her surprise the doctor did not simply display a jerk of muscles in bed. No the woman literally went from prone to standing in the blink of an eye. Lauren opened her mouth and then closed it, as she took in her surroundings. Bo saw her look of alarm, as if trying to separate reality from the dream world. "Lauren…" Bo began to speak but instead Lauren held up a finger. Stretching out her arm, Lauren swiped at the skin and watched as the bruises drifted off her body like chalk dust. Shaking her arm, the now powdered injuries, fell away in clouds of faintly colored particles. Placing hands to her face Lauren wiped her cheeks and more puffs of color wafted away, with a terrified look Lauren turned and ran out the door.
Bo cursed as she jumped from the bed to follow right behind Lauren. The fae in the living room were all yelling about sleeping in cabins or something. They didn't give the women a second look, but Bo had her suspicions that each one of them had tabs on what was happening. If there had been time for her to look, she would have confirmed her thoughts by seeing the grip Cappy had on Lila's arm.
Lauren was heading to the workshop, Bo caught up to her just as she had entered the shop. "Lauren stop. Please. I need to explain some things to you." The doctor did not slow down, instead she ran to a side tool bench and grabbed a hammer. "What the hell are you doing?" Bo asked in total confusion. Maybe the shaman's cure had gone bad or something. Lauren slammed the hammer into an open slot and twisted it hard. Bo was about the place a hand on the blonde's arm when a panel door click open. Moving to the edge Lauren gave it a pull. She then grabbed Bo's arm and tugged her into the darkened space slamming the door behind her.
"Don't move." said Lauren with such a tone Bo didn't dare disobey. There was a set of soft clicks and Bo was alarmed as she heard the unmistakable mechanics of the hammer of a gun being engaged. There was another sound and then a very bright localize light came on. Lauren was facing Bo with a large hand gun pointed directly at her. "You have some things to explain?" the voice was cold and so unfamiliar that Bo had to work for words.
"Lauren, Come on it's me. Put down the…" Bo held out a hand and stepped forward.
"Don't," Lauren's voice broke a bit, "Damn it," she growled at her weakness. "Step back. You make a move to touch me and I will shoot you." The doctor was confused but that didn't mean she could let her guard down. She remembered the vampire attack and being hurt. How the hell had Bo made it into her bed? Why was she feeling the effects of a fae healing charm? Roger had died and Kenzi was hurt, the rest of the crew had to be in danger. Pulling in a ragged breath Lauren's mind settled on what could be the only answer. This was Lauren's worst case scenario, the fae sending her loved ones to hunt her down. How had she not seen this, first it had been Kenzi showing up and now…now Bo had been sent to bring her back." The succubus's voice broke into her thoughts.
"Fine," Bo said. She had heard the fear in Lauren's voice and was all too familiar with being out of control and the damage one could do in that state. "Fine, I will not approach you." She took a deep breath, "You were injured. Do you remember that? I found out through Kenzi. Tamsin helped me…" there was a flash of something so raw in Lauren's face as she reacted to the valkyrie's name, Bo had to fight not to grab for the doctor. "Tamsin helped me find a way to get here and help you."
"How many others know where you are?" Lauren asked.
"Kenzi is the only one who knows for sure. Tamsin knows I traveled to find you but has no idea where we are. Now put down the gun, please." said Bo.
The weapon did not move. "I don't recognize the cure that was used on me. I was beat up pretty badly." said Lauren. "How did you do this?"
Bo interrupted, "You think..." Lauren raised an eyebrow. Bo just shook her head. "You were dying and we … I have been trying to help, pushing chi into you off and on for hours." Bo knew that Lauren had caught her slip up. As stressed as the doctor was telling her that she had been living with fae for a year was not the best piece of information to drop on her right now.
There was a tremor in Lauren's hand. Bo had just lied to her. Some other fae was here. God she had tried to think her way through this scenario on so many sleepless nights. "I know why you are lying to me Bo. They sent you for me. I never thought you would be the one to come for me. I mean I thought about it but never thought you would really agree…" There were tears starting to fall down her cheeks. "I didn't mean to help Taft." The doctor sniffed and used the back of her free hand to wipe at her face. "I was stupid and tried to get out when I realized what was happening. I said terrible things to you, I know and I am so sorry if I hurt you. I switched the DNA for the operation. Ask Dyson, he had to know. I just couldn't be a slave any more. I was in danger." Lauren knew she was babbling and tried to calm herself. "I will not be put on trial by the fae." This time her voice was firm, regaining some of the resolve she had shown.
Bo had to remember to breathe. "Lauren I am not here to take you in. I would never do that." She stepped forward and Lauren's eyes widened in fear, forcing Bo to step back. "Damn it!" yelled Bo in frustration. She would not have Lauren afraid of her. "Lauren put the gun down. You have nothing to fear from me. Why would I save you and then take you back. Think about it."
Lauren's hand was sweating. She adjusted her grip on her gun. With a low voice she said, "There is a bounty on my head, a lot of money for me dead or alive. I have had to kill four times to protect myself. Someone has now sent vampires after me so I am not sure about anything anymore." Seeing the pained look on Bo face she continued, "No, I don't really think you would take me in for money but you would do so much to keep the people important to you safe. I could be a means to an end for…"
"The people important to me," yelled Bo, this time in anger. "Are you kidding me? Using you as a means to an end…"
"Yes," snapped Lauren, "People important to you like Tamsin and Dyson and Trick…" a look of such distress passed over Lauren's face as she realized she had just said that out loud. She rolled her head as the stress of holding the gun was getting to her. With more control she continued, "I get it. We are not in a relationship any more. I had my reasons for ending things and you were gracious enough to understand." Lauren paused, "You do not owe me anything, and I don't, I shouldn't, expect any special treatment. But I will not let you take down the people who have become my new family. They accept me for me and nothing else. You and your partner can fight me but leave them alone."
"Is that why you ran down here? To pull me away from your 'FAMILY'? Protect them from the big bad succubus?" Bo bit out the words. If Lauren was laying it out on the line then two could play at that game. "Gracious, I was gracious when we took a break? You gave me no choice in the whole thing. You just fucking broke my heart. Important people, really, important people, you were the most important person in my life. You are the most important person in my life. I was dealing with all these changes and you just wave good-bye, I had to turn to someone because you weren't there. Oh and while we are at it, give me a little bit of credit, your comments at Taft's compound. Let's just say your aura speaks louder than any words, you were almost blinding me with your emotions." Bo took another baby step forward. Lauren did not back down, Bo continued, "and Baby you loved me then and you love me now. I can see it so put down the gun. You are not going to hurt me and you know it."
"Of course I love you Bo, but that is not enough. Others had to help you feed, help you with the dawning; I just had to stand by as the worthless human! God, I can't be enough for you and you know it Bo. Damn it, just don't come any closer." Lauren cried. "Who is the other fae? I don't want to hurt you but I can't let more people be put in danger by my presence. So just tell me and we can end this."
Bo was angry, hurt and ashamed all at once as she watched Lauren struggle. The Wanderer had left her with scars on the outside, but it turns out that Lauren was just as beat up on the inside. The power within Bo was growing as her succubus was rising to the surface. It spoke to how much Bo wanted to comfort Lauren and take all her fears and hurt away. Bo would have to do something fast before she lost control. Lauren, for her part, looked just as sad and upset as Bo felt.
Stealing a quick look around, Bo knew that Lauren had obviously thought this out and there was a reason she was in this room. The doctor knew her weaknesses and strengths. No, Lauren had a trap for her in here somewhere. Bo would have to try another tactic and it was a cheap shot but she had to try.
"How do you feel?" asked Bo. Lauren growled at the question. "I know," said Bo, "You were healed by a fae, but how do you feel?"
"I'm fine Bo. The fae are wonderful healers, I am as good as new. Answer my question, who is the other fae?" Lauren snapped and adjusted her grip on the gun. Bo's tone was different and she was going to be hitting her with something new. This was not a good sign.
"Don't you want to know how I feel?" asked Bo. "Maybe I am here for something totally unrelated to any fae business." asked Bo. Running a hand up her arm Lauren caught sight of some scars. She had to be the foremost expert on Bo's body and these were new injuries. Bo then ran her fingers through her hair and pulled the dark locks back for a moment allowing Lauren to see the damage to the sides of her neck. Lauren let out a small gasp. Releasing her hair, Bo snapped, "Maybe you don't care about me anymore. You have been through a lot, but when you were in the living room and saw my scars you seemed concerned. You were pretty out of it and probably don't remember. Let me show you."
Lauren frowned, there was some foggy memory of Bo talking and then it came crashing back, she froze as Bo pulled her shirt off. Bo tossed the shirt over her shoulder. The scars covered her body and Lauren's trained eyes knew exactly what she was looking at. The savage bites and tear marks screamed the whole story to the doctor. All she wanted to do was drop the gun and pull Bo to her and hold her close forever to make up for the pain.
Bo did not flinch but instead continued in that calm voice that masked her true feelings, "See the master vampires of the swarm that Kenzi is chasing held me captive for about three months…" Cussing herself Bo should have thought of this earlier. The hard edge to the doctor crashed before her and Bo watched as Lauren fought to control herself. The succubus continued, "I have something called vampire toxin in my blood stream. There is something about my heart…" Lauren let out a small sound of distress. "I need the best doctor I know so…"
"Don't move." said Lauren the sound of resignation was thick in her voice. If Bo was truly here to take her in, she never stood a chance. After all her preparation, Bo had totally broken her resolve in less than ten minutes. Bo froze as the lights brightened around her and she watched the doctor disengaged a set of battery cables from a car battery. Bo looked down and saw she was standing on a large metal plate embedded into the floor. Lauren was standing on a floor switch. Quietly Lauren said, "If you had started to pull my chi I would just have had to step back and you would have been…"
"Fried!" said Bo with a yelp as she stepped forward. With a finger she pushed the gun barrel away from her. "You are not in danger from me, I promise." The succubus leaned in but Lauren stepped back quickly setting the safety on the gun then placed it on a shelf. Lauren reached out to touch Bo but stopped and turned walking around a corner.
Following Bo was not really surprised to round the corner and come into what looked like a work area connected to a small living space. Bo did not have to time to see any more, Lauren had turned away from her and had her arms wrapped tightly around herself. From several feet away the succubus could see the doctor's body shake. Reading her aura, the pain and fear that was surrounding her friend was staggering. "Lauren?" said Bo. The doctor turned her head slightly, she was crying. "Lauren," growled Bo. The doctor felt the succubus's presence and then the strong embrace. "You are safe, Baby. You are safe." Bo whispered into her hair.
The doctor turned in Bo's arms, "No Bo, I am never truly safe anymore. I live my life in a constant state of paranoia. You found me, so the fae council will find me. If you don't turn me in then the vampires might or someone else." Lauren pushed away and Bo let her go.
Wiping her eyes and pulling back on the calm exterior she always wore, Lauren said, "I can't even see the pain others are in because of my own worries. I am sorry. Here let me see your arm." She reached forward and touched Bo's arm. She ran her hands over the bites. The trained touch working its way over each ridge and depression. Lauren reached for Bo's torso, but a warm hand stopped her. Lauren looked into the dark brown eyes of the succubus. Bo smiled and brought the doctor's hands to her lips and kissed each palm lightly. Pulling slightly Lauren freed her hands and then walked away from Bo. She could not let herself get caught in those feelings. They were just friends now. Bo had to find someone else, for her own good. Nothing about that fact of life had changed.
"You still want to know about the other fae?" Bo asks while watching the doctor's retreating back and fighting the urge not to pull her back into her arms. "The other fae were already here when I arrived. They live here and have for five hundred or more years. I did not bring anyone here."
Lauren turned to look at Bo, "What are you talking about? There are no fae communities until you reach the coast. How can there be fae here?"
Bo shrugged, "They're a band of outlaws. Originally exiled from the main fae and then assumed dead after a battle. There is a gremlin, a cupid, a stoneling, a shaman and a half fae, gremlin and cupid mixed with human. The shaman and the cupid helped care for you. I just provided some extra chi and tried to share, whatever the hell that means." Bo chuckled.
Lauren said carefully, "A natural hybrid." She narrowed her eyes at Bo. Was this a cruel trick due to her work with Taft? Running her hands over her face she fought to get some control of her doubts. "If they live here I have to have run into them at some point. Who are they?" Bo walked forward with an apologetic look on her face. Lauren was confused and then it hit her and she staggered a bit. Bo had been around her the whole time and the only others she would have met would be the crew. How had she been so blind?
"Well you do work well with the fae." said Bo with a laugh. Lauren said nothing she was totally still. She had ended up working with the fae all over again. "If it makes you feel any better they are just as freaked out about all of this as you are." said Bo. "I thought Lila was going to have my hide when I first arrived. She is quite protective of you. The Colonel is the gremlin lord, and his glamor abilities are amazing. The story goes he is so good he fooled the fae council with it so don't feel bad that you didn't catch on earlier. If the vampire swarm Kenzi was chasing hadn't showed up here you all would still be in the dark, and I would not be here." Bo walked to Lauren and took her hands in her own.
"The vampires weren't sent for me? Kenzi was chasing them?" said Lauren.
"Ya," Bo said softly, "The three of us have had a year of it, haven't we. Kenzi is avenging the death of Massimo, a man she was thralled into thinking she loved. The same vampire that decided that he wanted to use me as his never ending snack bar." Lauren stiffened at the tone of the remark. Bo was in trouble, if Lauren hadn't believed it before she believed it now.
"How badly are you hurt Bo?" asked Lauren.
Bo gave a barking laugh and moved quickly away from Lauren and sat down on the sofa. "Well I found out I have something called Vampire Toxin in my blood and it messes with my heart or blood flow. All I know is I have big time control problems when I sense danger and I try to kill anything that I see as a threat to the people I love or myself." Bo ran a hand through her hair.
"V-Toxin or Vampire Toxin is a fae based anticoagulant that localizes around vampire bites. With one bite the system recovers quickly but victims of multiple bites have blood flow issues as the heart is not solely responsible for the speed at which the blood travels around the body. At each bite location the flow of blood is quickened and surges. I imagine at first it was very painful." Bo looked away quickly and Lauren took that as verification. Lauren stepped forward and placed her hands on Bo's stomach, she examined the scars as if trying to come up with a way to help Bo immediately.
Bo had to fight not to moan at the feel of Lauren's hands on her. Whether Lauren knew it or not, her touch carried so much more with it than a doctor's concern. Lauren started to speak as she took her hands and slowly pulled them down Bo's sides. "With Trick as your grandfather, the effects would be…"
"You have to stop," Bo whispered and Lauren looked up quickly.
Lauren was in full on doctor mode but stopped at the look on Bo's face. The succubus was staring at her with such an intense look, it made Lauren blush and turn away. "Oh, I am sorry. You know me and the science…It has just been a long time and I wanted to…"
"I would agree that it has been a long time." said Bo. Lauren stepped back and held up a hand but Bo grabbed it and pulled it to her heart. "My heart is hurting Dr. Lewis. I believe you are the only one that can cure me." Lauren swallowed hard and pulled at her hand again, but Bo would not let go.
"Bo," Lauren gave up trying to pull away and leaned in to place her forehead against Bo's. "As a doctor I can help you but you need to find someone who can…" she never got the rest out. Warm, full lips pressed against the side of her neck. Lauren tried again, "A fae would be able to…" the hot tip of Bo's tongue started to trace a line to Lauren's ear. "God Bo, you need to listen to me. I am not what you want."
Strong hands gripped Lauren and she felt her body being pulled impossible close to Bo. The succubus growled out, "You are exactly what I want Lauren. You always have been. I did things that made you doubt my feeling for you so much that I lost you. My heart was broken before that damn vampire ever got a hold of me. I need you Lauren. I am in love with you and I know you love me too. I am never going to let you forget that." Bo's lips found Lauren's and the intensity of their connection burned. It felt so right to be in each others arms again.
Lauren gasped when Bo pulled back. "I want you right now." Bo kissed Lauren again fast and hard, "Do you want me too?" The doctor knew she should say no. She knew that Bo needed more than a human could offer, but the emotion that Bo's eyes held was so irresistible. This was the women she cherished, the only person in the world that truly made Lauren feel loved and safe. "Lauren, do you want me?" Bo asked again with a huskiness to her voice, it rumbled with the need in the succubus.
"I do want you Bo, God help me but I do." Lauren whispered into Bo's ear. With small cry Bo pulled Lauren to the small bed that was at the side of the room. The doctor arched into her lover as Bo's hands reached for the T-Shirt she was wearing. With a quick motion the shirt was off and the two women had to giggle at the matching sports bras, "Nice choice Doc, but I think they have to go." Bo pulled hers off and then watched as Lauren gave hers a toss. "Beautiful," said Bo and she lowered herself to press into Lauren's bare chest.
Heat shot through Lauren's body and she groaned at the searing feel of Bo's breasts on her own. "Bo," she said and found her call answered by hot wet lips pressing into hers then slowly traveling down her body. The moist heat from Bo's mouth finding and exploring all the sensitive places no one else knew about. Nipping and sucking, biting and licking, those sensations alone were causing Lauren's body to quicken slightly.
"Oh no, not yet Baby," growled Bo and Lauren had to laugh.
"Like I have any real control of that when you know me so…." She giggled. Lauren then gasped loudly as Bo's hand found the button to her jeans and popped it. Bo moved to look right in her eyes as she pulled down the zipper.
"Do you want me?" said Bo and she waited for Lauren's reply. Bo's knuckles started to brush the area of skin exposed by Lauren's undone fly.
The doctor nodded as she pulled Bo to her lips and whispered, "Yes, Bo I want you." The kiss was hot and wet and only broke as Lauren gasped as Bo's hands shifted, pulling hard on her jeans and panties to strip her bare. Bo growled at the sight of Lauren's body and, as if spurred on by her own sounds, let her warm hands splay across Lauren's feverish skin and then travel down the doctor's body until one hand cupped Lauren's sex. Lauren pushed up fast and Bo let out a low laugh as she delighted in the feel of her lover. Fingers slid over tender skin exploring the sexy secret places of the doctor's body. Adjusting her position, Bo added some pressure with her palm to enhance the sensation her fingers were creating, Lauren bit her lip as her body responded.
Bo's mouth found Lauren's breasts and lavished them as she slowly built the sensations at her core. Finally moving her full attentions to Lauren's center, the soft sound of pleasure that Lauren made as Bo pressed her fingers inside was almost the succubus's undoing. Bo lowered her mouth to suck and tease Lauren's nerve center causing cascades of pleasure to pulse through Lauren as Bo's fingers worked a familiar rhythm, curving and adjusting inside the tight walls to find the most sensitive places.
Sensing Lauren's climax Bo wanted to watch and she replaced her mouth with the talented fingers. With a few more skilled moves, Bo smiled as Lauren cried out and crashed over the edge to total release. It might have been just a short time but for a few moments the world was just as it should have been for the women entangled in each other's arms.