"These are my first children. They are just as special to me and have been with me as long as Hannah and Dalith, from the beginning. I love all my children like any mother would, but the ones that choose to live here hold a special place in my heart. The ones that were always immortal are still here and the ancestors of the ones that were not."
A beautiful slender unicorn rubbed against Buffy. She laughed and scratched its forehead around its golden horn. "I promise to come and see you later, my sweet, and we will play." Big doe eyes looked into crystal green ones, the unicorn turned and ran back into deeper into the forest.
"I thought they were only legends, myths." Richard stammered out.
Buffy's laughter caressed him causing Richard to close his eyes and revel in the feeling. "You mean like vampires, were and dragons. All the things you thought were only a myth were real. There were centaurs, minotaur and many more. All of them lived once lived here, with me until man decided to wage war on us. Some wonderful creatures that never even made it into books because they were wiped out. They are buried here with the others that have been lost over the years. I mourned each of their passing. You see Richard you have to remember the heartaches and pain to recognize the love and joy. I hope that you will be happy in your new life, Richard, but many of your problems will follow you unless you face them head on and either accept or change them. Are you ready to release your beast forever?" She watched the emotions run across his face then he nodded his head and closed his eyes.
She put her hands up to his cheek then slid it to his neck and pulled him down to her. Richard went to his knees to give her easier access. Buffy pulled on that line that connected her to all her children of the night, her teeth sunk into Richard's neck and he moaned, his body responded to the unimaginable pleasure. He was almost ready to bed her to stop and keep his as a pet if she would bite him on a regular basis.
The bliss he floated in changed, behind his closed eyes, he watched Hannah's creation and the evolution of her line all the way down to him. He saw his beast stand up then look at him sadly with its head hung down and walked away from him. It walked to Buffy then in a single bound leaped into her chest disappearing from his sight. He would have crumpled to the ground if Buffy hadn't caught him.
Richard didn't realize he was crying until Buffy wiped the tears from his cheeks. He looked up at her like a lost child. She wrapped an arm around his waist guiding him back through the trees, waterfall and castle to the Council chambers. Everyone was waiting inside for them, everyone but Anita.
Jamil and Shang-Da moved quickly to help their Ulfric then stopped short when they smelled the air. They turned in unison to Buffy, questions clear in their eyes.
"Jamil, please get Richard a chair and I will explain what has happened to him."
The Skoll of the Thronnos Rokke pack nodded causing his beaded braids to clatter together. He quickly returned with one of the Councils large throne chairs. Jamil sat it down and Shang-Da helped Richard over to it to sit down.
"Richard has released his beast and is no longer your Ulfric. Your pack must decide who should replace him. It will need a strong leader to help it through this transition." Jamil and Shang-Da nodded once more in unison.
"Why do I feel Richard's beast in you?" Shang-Da looked down on Buffy, he sniffed the air. There was Buffy's undeniable scent but Richards' was there also.
"I took it back. It is home now and content. That is all you need to know. It would be best if you took him back to St. Louis. He needs to pack and arrange to move. There is a job waiting for him in Colorado. I have done everything I can, the rest is up to him."
They helped Richard to his feet but he wouldn't move out of the room. He looked at Buffy with all of his emotions clear in his eyes. "Thank you, Mother. You have given me a chance to have the life I always wanted. I will never forget you for doing this for me. If I ever have a little girl, I'm going to name her Buffy."
Buffy laughed causing everyone to shiver in delight. "I'm not sure the world is ready for two Buffy's. My name once was Elizabeth Anne Summers."
"Summers, Summers. I like that. I'll name her Summer, after you." He kissed her cheek then allowed his former bodyguards to help him from the room.
Jean-Claude and Asher moved to enclose Buffy between them, as if they couldn't stand not being able to touch her. Buffy smiled at them and allowed them to caress her while the others all watched. Jason didn't follow the others out, his feet froze in place not knowing where to go. Buffy felt his beast whimper and simply put her hand out to him.
Jason hurried across the room in blur. He curled around the bottom portion of them and she patted and scratched his head soothingly.
"Little wolf, what do you want to do? You can stay here or return to your pack. It is up to you." Buffy held his face up so she could look into his large blue eyes.
"You would let me stay? What would I do, I mean who would I belong to, Jean-Claude, you? I don't want to be passed around." Jason shuttered at the thought of servicing all the Council members. He still had nightmares about Jeanette rotting on him.
"Why don't you choose who you want to be with Jason? There are many here you haven't met perhaps you could even find a mate." Buffy looked into his thoughts. "Regardless of what happened while I slept no one is forced to stay here and anyone can leave at anytime."
"Sure they can only its how they leave right? Like in a body bag." Anita stood in the doorway her eyes showed no emotion and her weapons were in clear sight.
Anita wore her traditional black jeans, polo and sneakers. There was something different about her. When she walked into the room, it was the walk of someone ready for a fight. Anita stalked her way into the room like a hungry leopard eyeing Buffy in the middle of 'her' men, even Jason was there wrapped around her legs. She wouldn't be surprised if he started humping her leg. Anita had had just about enough of this crap and was ready to take back her life. She felt the bond with Jean-Claude and Richard disappear, now she was out for blood.
No matter what anyone told, her about 'Mother' Anita knew she could handle it. She took on Obsidian Butterfly and she was a god, this blonde bitch was just a blonde bitch. I am an even bigger bitch and I plan to taking back what is mine.
Buffy almost laughed out loud at Anita calling her out. The Executioner had no idea what she was walking into, Buffy could hear Anita's thoughts. She actually thought she was able to break Buffy's connection when Belle attempted her possession. Anita didn't realize that Buffy left her to follow the Triumvirate link that led her to Jean-Claude and ultimately Asher. She could almost thank her for that, almost.
"Anita, what are you doing?" Everyone but Buffy turned as one to look at the speaker - Nathaniel. No one could believe the submissive leopard would dare question anyone but most of all Anita, not in that tone.
Anita stiffened and moved towards the auburn haired were, her inner-beast started to push its power out to subdue him, to punish him. Buffy had seen enough, the little were was finally starting to grow more confident and she wasn't going to allow Anita to tear him down again. The weres were her children and she was a protective mother. She lashed out a line of power that wrapped around Anita like a rope. Buffy tugged it pulling the dark haired woman to her as id she were reeling in a fish.
Anita struggled but couldn't break free, she watched Belle Morte rush to Nathaniel and wrap him in her arms. They held each other like old lovers. Anita squelched a snort when Cherry joined them happily. Jealousy shot through her in a fast and furious rush.
Buffy said in a voice soft as a whisper, but everyone heard it. "Please, leave us alone. Anita and I need to have a talk, woman to woman."
Everyone moved out of the room except Jean-Claude and Asher. Anita felt sure if she could show Buffy up for just another long toothed vamp she'd get both men back. She sunk her nails into her palms until they dripped blood then pulled on her necromancy determined to turn the tables on Buffy.
Buffy let her go with a jolt causing Anita to fall to her knees. She did exactly what Buffy expected her to do, she pulled her knives and slashed her palms. Anita felt her power rise and a feral smile crossed her face. It rushed forward then did something unimaginable. It threw Anita flat to her back and blood dripped from her eyes. The strangest thing was the blue streaks of lightning that shot from her hands where she cut them. The streaks arced from Anita's hands straight to Buffy's heart.
Jean-Claude and Asher screamed then ran forward when they realized she wasn't harmed. They glanced at Anita's prone body that convulsed on the ground. Neither man could find it in themselves to even fell pity for their former lover. They didn't recognize any of the traits that attracted them to her previously.
Anita, can you hear me? You've been a bad puss. Now, like any good Mommy, I'm going to have to punish you. You thought you could take me on little girl? Some Executioner you are, what you have dealt with doesn't even compare to what I handled as a child. Oh surprise, yes Anita, I was once a child. Did you ever wonder where your own power comes from? It is a dark power, Anita. You do know what they call me don't you, the Mother of Darkness.
Buffy watched Anita struggle trying to move with no such luck. She heard Buffy's laughter in her head, the laughter didn't cause the pleasure it did for everyone else, it felt like nails on a chalkboard. The lightning stopped and Anita felt strange empty somehow, she couldn't feel her Necromancy. As much as she used to wish she was normal, now that is was gone she wanted it back, needed it back.
Wait, you aren't through losing, yet. Here kitty, kitty come to Momma. The spiritual leopard bunched up on its haunches and pounced. Anita screamed when she felt it leap from her chest. From her place on the floor, she watched her inner beast jump into Buffy's chest.
"NO! Give it back, damn you, bitch."
You will keep what you deserve, let me show you. Buffy ignited Anita's arduer to a fever pitch. Anita's back arched up from the floor and she tore at her clothes.
"Come my loves let's go and enjoy the waterfall. I have so many wonderful sights to show you."
Jean-Claude and Asher looked between the two women then each took one of Buffy's small hands and left the room. She is all yours, my boys. Buffy spoke to the Traveler and Beast Master who waited in an outer room with Balthasar. They enjoyed Anita so much the previous night they couldn't wait for another chance to have some fun with the famed Executioner.
The three lovers walked towards the oasis. She couldn't wait to show them all of its hidden treasures, Richard saw only a few. The two men looked on in wonder much like the former Ulfric when they broke through the dense foliage. A frisky baby unicorn bounded straight to Buffy determined not to be ignored this time. She knelt down and opened her arms to embrace the newest member of her little family. The tiny white and gold creature knocked Buffy backward causing her laughter to ring out in the glade.
Jean-Claude and Asher shivered in delight then sucked in their breath when a large shape swept down from the sky. They rushed forward to help Buffy then stopped with their jaws slack in shock. Sitting beside their lover the Mother of them all was a - sphinx.
The powerful body of lion, face of a man with huge powerful wings spread out on either side. It turned and looked at the two males that smelled of Buffy. Its majestic head tilted and they saw its eyes. They were liquid silver and glowed with the knowledge of myth and legend. "Mother, you have been gone from us too long. Do you not love us anymore?"
"Articles, of course I still love you, silly boy. Who would I do puzzles with?" Buffy tickled the tiny unicorn causing it to giggle. The two vampires watched on unsure what to look at or if they were seeing and hearing what they had - a unicorn giggle and a talking sphinx. Buffy got up and approached the legendary creature of myth. Her hand came up to caress Articles cheek and her purred for her. "Have you been well, my sweet.? I am sorry if you thought I no longer cared for you, for all of you."
Asher and Jean-Claude looked behind the tiny golden woman and the golden creature she petted like a big house cat. They suddenly froze in place when they saw a large coal black snake slither forward. It was over fifty foot long and as big around as Jean-Claude's waist. For such a large creature, it moved with a speed unnoticeable to a human eye. It moved to surround Buffy's feet then circled her again and again until solid black rings coiled up to her head. The beast's head flared out into a hood like a cobra until Buffy and its face were nose to nose. Its forked tongue slid out to touch her face in tiny little flicks.
"Nacia, you are such a naughty girl. What have I told you about not inviting everyone to join the party?" The creature shimmered, as if it stood behind a waterfall and in its place was a beautiful woman with coal black hair down to her knees in straight sheet of ebony. Her skin was the color of café au late and her body was tall, lush and heavy breasted. Her hands moved gracefully to bury themselves in Buffy's hair to pull her forward for a proper kiss. Asher and Jean-Claude weren't jealous, rather the scene before them was so erotic their body's responded in kind.
They watched Buffy's small hands run up the mysterious woman's back under her hair. Then her hands moved down to cup a firm full rear and pull the woman closer. One hand remained on a lush cheek while the other moved towards a large breast. Nacia's breast seemed more than Buffy's tiny hands could handle but Buffy squeezed and teased them to tight hard peaks.
Buffy broke the kiss and peppered the other woman's neck and chest with tiny butterfly kisses until she reached her goal. With her mouth occupied with the beautiful fruit, her free hand sought the treasures that lie between Nacia's feminine folds. She rubbed the swollen pearl until the other woman begged for release. Buffy sunk her fangs and fingers into the waiting heat and feasted on both.
Nacia screamed and her body shuddered with the pleasure from Mother's bite. Asher and Jean-Claude were tearing their clothes off to free their straining cocks. Articles remained in his sphinx shape and mounted the Naga from behind taking the place of Buffy's fingers. Buffy's continued to drink from the Naga while she watched her lovers feast on each other in a frenzy. She pulled the sphinx forward to drink from his neck.
Asher and Jean-Claude heard a loud roar and fluttering wings. They pulled their fangs out of each other's neck to watch in wonder as once again they saw Buffy's bite have the power to change a creature. There in front of them still moving frantically inside the Naga was a man of unbelievable beauty. His skin was the gold of his pelt but it was his hair, which caught and held their attention, long silken curls of pure burnished gold fell to his ankles like a cape. His strong body peeked through the silken curtain from his movements, revealing strong muscles. Articles turned to look at Buffy's lovers and they caught their breath, captivated by the sleek masculine beauty of his triangular shaped face. It had high sharp cheekbones leading to a strong jawbone that came to a point at his dented chin. Liquid-silver eyes filled with passion looked out at them. They felt as id they were falling into a pool of never ending silver. The link was broken when Buffy pulled Articles' face back to her for a deep kiss. She once again sank her fangs into his neck while Nacia pulled Buffy's shirt apart to nurse at her breast. Her snakelike tongue flicked out to tease the golden fruit before sinking her own fangs into the aureole, which tightened, to a pink point.
Buffy's breathing became rapid as her body responded to her old lover's bite. Nacia was the second woman after Hannah that she ever slept with and the bond between them was unbroken, though changed. Like Hannah, Nacia was able to give Buffy what she needed, whether it was friendship, passion, or solitude. The two women turned to each other when she went into her self-imposed seclusion. Touching and satisfying each other made them feel as if Buffy was still with them. Tears formed in Nacia's eyes, they turned into pearls as they rolled down her cheeks where Buffy caught them in her hands.
"Do not shed your pearls for me, Nacia, my sweet. I knew that you were cared for and I needed the time. My only regret is that my children did not remember what I taught them. I would not have lost my Twist and my other children, all my children would not have been hurt."
"Mother, please, take my gift for they are tears of joy. I am so happy to have you back. We have all missed you. Some feared that you would never wake again." Nacia's head was bowed as she uttered the worst of their fears. She looked up to drink in the site of the person who changed their lives so much.
Buffy caught two more pearl tears then gathered the Naga and Sphinx to her. She should have looked overshadowed by the large man and woman but didn't. Somehow, her persona stood out sharp and clear even between two such creatures of legend.
"My loves come her; I would have you meet my dearest friends." Buffy waved a hand at Jean-Claude and Asher who didn't bother to put her clothes back on, in fact Buffy was the only one still clothed and that was only in a pair of leather pants. "Nacia, Articles, this is Jean-Claude and Asher. They are of Belle's line and I have bonded them to me."
Nacia looked startled then noticed the happy glow in Buffy's eyes. She realized that she wouldn't return to her place as one of Buffy's main lovers. She also knew Buffy would never turn her back on any of her children or past lovers. Vampires were sexual being's; their senses heightened the older they grew. No one understood and accepted the gifts given them better than Buffy and her lovers never left unsatisfied.
Articles was her second male lover after Chenon and knew the way her mind worked, almost as well as Dalith. He was thankful for the thousands of happy years he'd already shared with Buffy. She pulled her marked lovers close not wanting them to feel excluded. "You are most welcome in out home," his voice was a deep rumble and he gave them a majestic bow of his beautiful head.
Jean-Claude couldn't resist the temptation to touch the Sphinx's hair. "It is like gossamer."
Buffy's happy laughter rang out in the glade. "Of course, my love, what else would wings be made from." Her laughter brought the others from their places hidden throughout the oasis. Out of the trees, a beautiful Centaur galloped over to them followed by a Minotaur, grown unicorns, a Sabertooth tiger, several Lamias, the list of legendary creatures seemed endless. Buffy greeted them all, listening to their news of the past years and meeting the newest members of each of the small families. "I promise that I will never leave you again. Now, I want to show Jean-Claude and Asher the cove and take them to see Fauve." They all nodded in understanding, smiling when she kissed each of them goodbye and promising to visit soon.
"What manner of place is this, Mon amour? How can these wonders be real and all in one place?" Asher looked about in wonder.
"I will explain what few know when we reach the cove." She took each of their hands and led them through the forest to a smaller, more intimate clearing. She smiled when she heard them draw in unneeded air.
They stood before a crystal cave with a smaller waterfall than the one at the oasis. It was surrounded by beautiful lush flowers that bloomed in a multitude of colors. Their only competition were the dozens of birds whose feathers were colored just as brightly. The songs they sang were soft and pleasing to the ear.
"Come on it's through here, but you have to go slowly or you will scare him off." Her voice went soft as a whisper.
The two vampires followed the Mother of Darkness into a cave behind the waterfall. Looking through the water, out at the clearing was like looking through a prism. The colors flashed off petals and wings.
"Mon chère, where are you taking us? I am not sure we can't take much more than we have already seen," Asher protested.
"Be patient Asher, come with me. Jean-Claude, you have been quiet my sweet. Is there something wrong?" Buffy looked at her dark-haired lover. He only shook his head, unsure he trusted himself to talk yet. "We are almost there and I will show you where it all began, well this portion of it anyways. I want you both to know all of me, to understand because of who I am and what I have done both in this life and the one I had before."
A small clearing inside the cave allowed the last rays of the sun softly to show through the inner sanctum. The dense foliage and shadows kept Asher and Jean-Claude safe from the late evening sun. They woke only moments before Hannah came for them to go to the Council Chambers. Now, they stood safely in the shadows while they watched the sun caress their lover in the last of its rays.
"The sun it does not harm you, chère amour?" Asher asked, his mind already in a whirl from the other wonders he already saw this day.
"No my love there is nothing that can harm me, not stakes, silver, holy water, none of it. Let me show you the oasis' last hidden treasure, and then I will explain it and everything else to you. You both must be quiet, he startles easily. He prefers to stay here where no one will harm him and few know he even exists. Twist knew, and of course Dalith, Hannah and all the others that were here before I came or before man attacked us. That was the real reason my Twist tried to start his war but I am getting ahead of myself. No, first you must meet Fauve. Do you know all your myths?"
"What do you speak of chère?" Jean-Claude could not fathom a legend that they hadn't already seen come to life unless it was a fairy or a mermaid.
Buffy giggled in his mind not wanting to startle her timid friend. "No, my love, no a mermaid or a fairy, even 'I' haven't seen either of those creatures. Have either or you ever heard of a fawn, not the baby deer kind but the one of legend." She looked at her loves and tried not to laugh at the faces they made.
"Oui, they have the legs of a fawn but the upper body and face said to be that of an angel's."
"Some say angel, some say devil. I haven't met an angel, not really but I can tell you that Lucifer is one of the most beautiful creatures that I have ever seen." Buffy kept on walking but Jean-Claude and Asher froze in their tracks.
She took them by the hand to pull them into what they thought was dead end. A small golden light showed and the closer they got the brighter it got. Their sensitive eyes took a moment to adjust, and then it was like being in a room with a bean of pure sunlight. They blinked several times and then they saw it, saw him.
There stood the most amazing creature. Its legs and hindquarters were that of a stag with the upper of smooth golden skin that shimmered in the light. When he turned to see who entered his home, a huge smile brightened his already beautiful face. Loose golden curls, high cheekbones, and eyes of molten gold looked at his visitors in curiosity. Surprisingly, Fauve wasn't worried or upset by the strangers they smelled of Buffy. He saw how happy his oldest friend was and relaxed.
"Fauve, I hope that you have been well, my sweet boy." Buffy moved closer to her friend, her hand automatically went to ruffle his soft curls. He smiled which incredibly made him even more beautiful. "I want you to meet two very important people. This is Jean-Claude and Asher; they are bonded to me and I to them. My loves this is Fauve. He is the purest being I have ever met. As you guessed from our conversation, he is a Fawn. I guess knowing him I could easily believe that he is part angel."
Asher moved forward slowly to put his hand out to Fauve, who raised his front hooves led and placed it gracefully in the golden vampire's hand. It should have looked ridiculous but nothing Fauve did was without a grace of its own.
"It is nice to meet you both. You must be very important to Mother for her to bring you to see me. She has always protected me. She is special isn't she?"
"Oui, she is, I have never known another like her. She has seen and done so much but still care for all her family."
"Yes, mother protects what is hers fiercely." Fauve's voice was like warm honey and wrapped around them in the close quarters.
"Fauve, would you look and listen for them to help them decide where their future should be." A sad note colored Buffy's voice. She put her finger to her lovers lips. "No, my loves, you must be sure of what you want without any influence by me. It will all make sense when I explain everything to you." She kissed each of their cheeks and quietly left the cavern.
They watched her walk away from them into a light hit her hair causing it to shine even brighter. Buffy went out to the cove, stripped down and dove into the cool, clear water. She thought of what she faced next. Buffy wasn't sure why but she decided to tell Jean-Claude and Asher about her past, all or it, well almost all of it. She wasn't sure she could tell Jean-Claude of her influence on his petite's mind. No, that was personal and for the death of her Twist. She would not forget or forgive the famed Executioner for the death of her son. Also, the fact remained that although she lit the match and played with Anita's mind, the situation wouldn't have the end result without dark seeds already their to feed the flame.
In the Council Chambers, Balthazar, Jonathan, and Padma continued their games with Anita from the previous night. Padma regretted she no longer had an inner beast but her arduer was enough to feed each of their varied tastes. Anita stripped what remained of her clothes before they were more then two steps into the chamber. All three inhaled deeply, smelling her arousal even as it dripped down her legs. A look passed between them and they dropped their clothes.
Anita was oblivious to anything but the need that rode her body. Her hands roamed over taut nipples then moved down to her over heated core. She moaned as waves of pleasure crashed through her body. Hands pulled her hands away causing her to scream in frustration until she realized they were replacing them with hard flesh. Three pairs of hands roughly roamed her body. She arched her back at the pleasure she found mixed within the pain and the act of submission. More of the previous night came back to her and in another time, another place, Anita would have been disgusted but not now, no not now. All she wanted was release and - blood. As if they read her mind, fangs sunk into her neck, breast, and inner thigh. Anita took the wrist offered and tore into it with her blunt teeth, receiving a pleasured moan for her efforts.
She sucked greedily when the rich liquid flowed over her tongue. So, enraptured with the blood, she didn't even notice what was happening to her body. Anita felt them feasting and fucking her, interchangeably or at the same time. A hard cock replaced the wrist and she accepted it hungrily, uncaring who it belonged to as long as they didn't stop she was happy.
Buffy allowed the cool water to caress her bare skin. She dove deep, reaching toward the bottom with each powerful stroke. A smile crossed her lips when she found what she was looking for - a small alcove alive with tiny multi-colored fish. She always felt like a mermaid, swimming here without the need to breathe. Two sets of hands wrapped around her ankles then swept up her legs. Buffy spun around to find Asher and Jean-Claude swimming nude beside her.
Their hair floated around their alabaster bodies making them look even more beautiful. Jean-Claude pulled her to him and Asher wrapped himself around the both of them. The two men used their strong legs to shoot them up and out of the water. As soon as their heads cleared the water, they reined kisses on Buffy's face causing her to laugh out loud.
"Slow down, my loves. You are sure about this, about your decision, even after everything you saw, everything that Fauve showed you?"
"Do you really have to ask, mon chère?" Jean-Claude nuzzled her cheek, sipping the water from her warm skin. He caught a flash of doubt in her eyes but it quickly fled. "Your friend has a most unusual gift; I have never heard of anything like it before."
"Long ago when anyone would discover the true nature of a fawn's gift they would capture them to try and use it for their own gain. The only problem was a fawn couldn't survive imprisonment. They all turned to stone. Did you ever wonder what the inspiration was for all the mythological sculptures of the Renaissance Era? Fawns and several other creatures were the first statues, which inspired the rest. Fauve lives here freely and no one forces him to use his gift without his consent, which makes him happy and safe. I know that you have questions and I want to explain everything that you saw. Let's go to our room and I will tell you a story that is almost beyond belief."
They wrapped their arms around each other and walked back into the castle leaving their clothes where they dropped them. Buffy crawled up on the bed with each of her lovers, her mates on either side of her. Taking a deep breath, she started her story, the story of Elisabeth Anne Summers, Buffy the Vampire Slayer. She told them all of it - Angel, Hell, the Devil, becoming the Mother of Darkness, her children, her long sleep and being awakened by Anita killing Oliver. Tears fell down her face remembering how it felt to wake up to her childe's dieing heartbeat. She slowly told Jean-Claude what she did to Anita, the nightmares that she gave her. Buffy explained that the nightmares were what Anita feared and wanted at the same time. She didn't mention her manipulation on the arduer. Buffy didn't think that she needed to tell Jean-Claude and Asher everything; they were not stupid men. They carried the same seed within themselves and well understood the way that it worked. She sat quietly waiting for them to say or do something.
Two pair of arms wrapped around her as two sets of fangs slid into her neck. Buffy sighed sliding down further on the bed; her hands found them hard and ready. They moaned in harmony when her rich blood hit their tongues and she manipulated their bodies to a fevered pitch. Hands roamed over her breasts and stomach reaching towards her heated center in an effort to share their pleasure with her.
The lovers pleasured each other throughout the night until the first rays of the sun broke through the clouds and the souls left Jean-Claude and Asher's bodies. Buffy wrapped them carefully in the blankets then made her way back to see Fauve for her own purposes.