Saira - TI5 (15 page)

"Meaning what she does now not only protects the past but helps to create new threads for the future," Lilith said.

"It does make one wonder. If we're right, then I hope nothing happens to her. She's the only thing standing between us and chaos. Should even one of the threads break, the entire web would be destroyed."

"And time would break apart. It's a scary thought."

"Yes, and such a cataclysmic event would bring about the total destruction of all things and all places."

"Well, all of this is just conjecture. Surely this isn't why you came to visit me."

"Actually, it was... and to ask you something."

Lilith raised both eyebrows in question. Intunecat suddenly looked uncomfortable, almost boyish.

"I was just wondering, when you first came to visit me... well, you know I like my privacy and my realm isn't easily found. No one was supposed to be able to enter it without my permission. At least so I surmised until you walked in, and now Saira. It seems my world isn't as secure as I thought."

Lilith wanted to laugh but realized it might hurt Intunecat's feelings. Standing, she walked around the desk and knelt down next to him. She knew how hard it was for him to reveal this weakness.

"I'm so sorry, Intunecat. That was unforgivable of me."

"Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm glad you came. You've made my existence more interesting," he said, smiling slightly. "It's just..."

"Two intruders in such a short time can be disturbing," Lilith said, saving him the embarrassment of finishing his sentence.

"Exactly."

"I wouldn't worry about it. I seriously doubt if anyone else is going to be able to enter without your permission. Saira obviously can go anywhere she wants."

"And you?"

"Me? I can go wherever there's darkness. I imagine it's because I was created from the darkness. It's a part of me."

"In your case, I'm glad. I enjoy your visits. It brings a certain light to my dark world."

"Thank you. I enjoy them too."

Intunecat put his glass down and stood up. "I think it's time to leave you to your business. I wouldn't want your bartenders barging in here thinking I was abusing you in some way. Angry feminists can be quite a handful."

M
ARI GROANED, not sure whether she could endure much more of the lovemaking: two bodies, slick with sweat, sliding back and forth; lips continually locking and unlocking; tongues warring for dominance.

It just isn't fair
,
she thought and closed her eyes temporarily, trying to control the feelings coursing through her body.

When the hand slipped down between hot thighs and began stroking the warm, wet lips, Mari pressed her knees together for a moment and inhaled deeply. Fingers moved slowly up and down, spreading the runny juices across their tips, making them easier to insert into the silky smooth opening.

"Jesus Christ!" Maopa exclaimed, unable to control her own mounting passion.

Mari felt her heart pounding faster and faster as the tingling began to spread.

"Jesus has nothing to do with it," she murmured. "But I'm beginning to understand what humans see in this."

"Oh yeah," Maopa said, squirming.

Fascinated at the unexpected pleasure she was feeling, Mari closed her eyes for a few seconds, not sure how much longer she could endure the exquisite torment.

"You like this?"

"Oh yeah. Baby, you're hotter than a witch's clit."

Short labored gasps, followed by low moans, filled the room but even the darkness couldn't hide the passionate embrace as the two women fought for control, each trying to be the dominant lover.

Hands moved rapidly over moist, slick hair, through warm silky lips and into the deep, dark recesses of their most intimate spot in an attempt to bring about the ultimate climax.

*  *  *

Fixated on the building emotions and their struggles to maintain some semblance of control, neither Mari nor Maopa noticed the noises around them. A loud scream pierced the air. Both women jumped simultaneously and then collapsed against each other, sweat pouring from their exhausted bodies.

*  *  *

"Baby, that was the best."

"For me too. Maybe we can do it again sometime. I'll call you if I'm ever back this way."

"But I thought you loved me. You said..."

"What? I never mentioned love. Love is for fools. I take what I want and give pleasure in return. You, sugar, weren't bad, but I've had better."

Picking up her leather jacket, the tall women leaned down, kissed the small blonde on the lips and walked from the room.

*  *  *

For a moment there was unbearable silence. Suddenly the lights came on, and Mari and Maopa blinked. People were moving down the aisles, heading for the exits.

"Phew! That thar was the best un yet. I ain't never feeled quite like this at the other movies."

"I know what you mean. I'm ready to cool off. You want to go for a walk?"

"I'm thinking it might help some but ain't so shore it's gonna cool me down enough ta wait very long. This un made me hornier than a horny toad."

"Well, we passed a park on the way here. Let's go sit for a while. I don't have the energy to do much else."

Grabbing Maopa's hand, Mari pulled her lover up and slipped down the aisle and out of the theater. Glancing back at the title,
Lady Cop in Toyland
,
Mari grinned. "This one might be worth seeing a second time."

"Dang right. We needs to learn more bout them toys they was a playin' with. What was they called? Dildies?"

"Dildos, I think, although she kept talking about geckos and turbo rabbits."

"Yeah. I kept alookin' tah see what in tarnation a geeko was. Finally figured they just gave them vebrators fancy names."

"I have to admit I was confused for a while too."

Holding hands, the two walked a few blocks until they came to a small park. Sitting on a bench near a fountain, they tried to watch the pigeons and squirrels but couldn't prevent themselves from snuggling. Several people walked by and looked at them strangely but said nothing.

Mari felt the urge to kiss Maopa and leaned down, her warm breath caressing her companion's cheek and lips. Just as she was about to make contact, a flash distracted her. Looking up, she noticed a thin, slimy looking man standing near them with a camera. He tipped his hat and grinned.

"You two should really get a hotel room," he said and walked away.

"Who in tarnation was that?"

"Probably a fan of Yemaya's. I guess we'd better head on back to the apartment."

"Not before we done buy some new bed fixins. We done run out."

The last thing Mari wanted to do was go shopping. Trying to think of a reason not to, she looked up and down the street as if it would provide her with the excuse she needed to forego the inevitable. She noticed a sign two blocks away that gave her hope.

"That man. He said something about getting a hotel."

"Yep. Guess he thank we was gonna do it right here."

"Well, why don't we get a hotel? It would save us having to go shopping, and truthfully, I don't feel like it."

"Me neether. I think it be a mighty fine idee."

Grinning like schoolgirls, the two marched hand in hand toward their destination. Once inside, they strolled up to the check-in counter.

"Can I help you?" The young woman smiled amiably.

"Yeah, we wants a room."

"How many nights?"

Mari looked at Maopa, who raised her hand and counted on her fingers. "Twelve nights."

"Let me check and see if we have one.... We have several rooms and five suites. What kind of bed do you want?"

"What kind has yah got?"

"Kings, queens, and doubles."

Mari and Dakota gave each other a confused look.

"What's the largest one yah gots?"

"King, of course."

"Then we be wantin' a king."

"King it is. Will you be putting this on your credit card?"

"Shore nuff."

Mari nudged Maopa and pulled her aside. "You know we get the bed pretty wet. I don't want to be sleeping on cold, wet sheets and bedding. It kills the mood."

"Yeah. Me too."

Turning back to the clerk, Maopa grinned. "We wants a diff'rent room each night, if'n yah don't mind."

"Excuse me?"

"Yah knowed. A diff'rent room. We don't like sleepin' on wet beddin'."

"Oh, that's no problem. Laundry always makes sure the sheets are dry before they put them on the beds."

"Oh, it ain't that, darlin. We tend to get them mighty wet with our
activitees
,
if'n yah knowed what I mean."

Maopa winked and gave the woman a mischievous grin.

"Oh... ohhhhh! Um, sure. Sorry. Um... let me see."

Quickly typing on the keyboard keys, she leaned toward the monitor and stared at it. "Here we go. It's going to be a little complicated since checkout is at eleven, but it's doable. Tonight you can have 132 and tomorrow 221. You know, we do change the sheets every day, so switching rooms really isn’t necessary,” the receptionist explained.

“Does yah change them thar mattreeses too?”

“Well, no, that’s not neces…”

“Then we wants a new room every night.”

“Okay. It'll take a while to reserve the others so I'll do it later, if that's alright."

"That be fine, chil'."

Maopa pulled a credit card from her pocket. She handed it to the clerk, who did a double-take.

"You're Yemaya Lysanne!" she squeaked, looking at the taller woman. "You're the Illusionist. Oh my God. I've always wanted to go to one of your shows."

Mari wasn't sure how to respond and looked at Maopa.

"We be trying to have some privacy, so if'n yah don't mind, we'd appreshate it if'n yah'd keep quiet about this."

"Oh. Sure, I'll just tell the boss. She knows how to keep the public out."

"Thank yah much, and what be yah callin' yohself?"

"Scamper."

"Scamper. That be a heck of a name."

"It's really just a nickname, but I like it better than Mary."

"Well, Scamper, would yah mind orderin' us a couple of pizzas while we makes ourselves at home?"

"Not at all. Anything special?"

Maopa gave her the list of ingredients and then the two spirits went to their room, anxious to try out some new positions they had observed in the movie. Once inside, Mari remembered she had forgotten to ask the clerk something.

"I'll be right back," she said and dashed out the door.

Scamper apparently was busy figuring out the room assignments. Mari gave a small cough and she looked up.

"Oh, Ms. Lysanne. I didn't hear you."

"That's okay. Listen. My friend was wondering about something and wanted to know if you could help her out."

"Sure."

"She's been hearing about some toy shops in the area. Are there any near here?"