The next time I see her, she dies, by my hand. I swear it.â
âDo you still have a yearning to change her, for a playmate?â
âIâd never give that whore such a gift.â Loraâs mouth tightened on a snarl. âSheâll get only death from me.â Then with a sigh, Lora laid her head on Lilithâs shoulder. âShe would never have been what you are to me. I thought to have a bit of fun with her. And I thought sheâd be entertaining for both of us in bedâall that energy and violence inside her was so appealing. But I could never have loved her as I love you.â
She tilted her head up now so their lips met in a long, soft kiss. âIâm yours, Lilith. Eternally.â
âMy sweet girl.â Lilith pressed another kiss to Loraâs temple. âDo you know when I first saw you, sitting alone on the dark, damp streets of Paris, weeping, I knew youâd belong to me.â
âI thought I loved a man,â Lora murmured. âAnd he loved me. But he used me, spurned me, tossed me aside for another. I thought my heart was broken. Then you were there.â
âDo you remember what I said to you?â
âI will never forget. You said, âMy sweet, sad girl, are you all alone?â I told you my life was over, that I would be dead of grief by morning.â
Lilith laughed, stroked Loraâs hair. âSo dramatic. How could I resist you?â
âOr I you. You were so beautifulâlike the queen you are. You wore red, as you do tonight, and your hair so bright, all curls. You took me to your house, and fed me bread and wine, and listened to my sad tale and dried my tears.â
âSo young and charming you were. So sure this man who had cast you aside was all you could ever want.â
âI donât remember his name now. Or his face.â
âYou came so willingly into my arms,â Lilith murmured. âI asked if you would wish to stay young and lovely forever, if you would wish to have power over men like the one who hurt you. You said yes, and yes again. Even when I tasted you, you held tight to me and said again, yes and yes.â
Hints of red stained the whites of Loraâs eyes as she remembered that magnificent moment. âIâd never known such a thrill.â
âWhen you drank from me, I loved you as I had no other.â
âAnd when I lived again, you brought him to me, so I could have the one who scorned me for my first kill. We shared him, as weâve shared so much.â
âWhen Samhain comes, we will share all there is.â
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W hile the vampires slept, Moira stood on the playing field. She was filthy and drenched. Her hip throbbed from a blow that had slipped past her guard, and her breath was still wheezing out of her lungs from the last bout.
She felt wonderful.
She held out a hand to help Dervil to her feet. âYou did very well,â Moira told her. âYou nearly had me.â
Wincing, Dervil rubbed her ample rump. âI think not.â
Hands on hips, her head covered with a wide-brimmed and now sodden leather hat, Glenna surveyed both of them. âYou stayed on your feet longer this time, and got back on them quicker.â She nodded approval at Dervil. âImprovement. From what Iâm told there are several men on the other side of this field that you could take.â
âThere are several men on the other side of the field she has taken,â Isleen called out, and got a number of bawdy laughs.
âAnd I know what to do with them when I take them,â Dervil retorted.
âPut some of that energy into your next match,â Glenna suggested, âand you might win it instead of ending up in the mud. Letâs finish up with some archery practice, and call this a day.â
Even as the women responded with relief that the session was nearly done, Moira waved a hand. âI havenât yet met Ceara in hand-to-hand. Iâve been
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