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Back at base camp . . .
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“All right ma’am, we’ve almost got everything set and ready to go,” the tactical commander whispered. “We sent six teams back up the mountain, and a couple of our best infiltration specialists went to get the birds set for launch. We should be able to move the prize in about an hour.”
Eliza nodded happily. She had been half tempted to try and open the gateway right then and there all by herself, but she realized that doing so without Valar and Kelik could prove disastrous. Even though she knew she would never be accepted back in her own world anymore, it was a small victory against a truly despised opponent. Besides, she kind of wanted to meet Veronica’s sister.
Allyson and Dennis had gone with Thug to a nearby stream so he could get cleaned up after his excavating adventure. He didn’t really need help; the two humans were just there to make sure he didn’t get distracted and try and follow the stream back to its source or something else odd.
Eliza felt a familiar presence approaching and could smell the familiar scent of organic body-wash as it drew close. Then Veronica’s hands slid around Eliza’s waist and pulled their bodies tightly together.
“It’s all coming together, isn’t it?”
“It would seem so,” Eliza replied, placing her own hands over Veronica’s. “But it almost seems too easy. Why didn’t the Purity make a play, or at least send out feelers?”
“Don’t go looking for trouble,” Veronica said, ever so gently kissing Eliza on the neck and making the former vampire see stars. “Trouble is good enough at finding us. Hey, come with me. I want you to have a look at something.”
“What?”
“Something I found,” Veronica answered.
They wandered off into the foliage a good distance from the encampment.
“Here we are,” Veronica said.
“Where’s ‘here’?” Eliza wondered.
“Here,” Veronica began as she unzipped her jumpsuit and let it fall to the cold, snow-covered ground, “is where I found a naked woman in need of some attention!” She spun around, smiling sexily.
Eliza grinned. As she approached, she unzipped her own suit down past her navel and pressed her body against that of her lover, kissing her lengthily. Veronica pushed the jumpsuit off Eliza’s shoulders, her lips making a beeline for the side of her lover’s neck.
“Oh . . . oh no fair,” Eliza moaned. She let the jumpsuit fall, grabbing Veronica’s hips and pulling them towards her until her lover wrapped her lips around Eliza’s waist. She ripped the panties right off of Veronica’s body and slid a finger into the woman’s box, testing the waters to see if they were warm enough. The suction on her neck was an indication that she was most definitely ready. And she wasn’t even using her fangs yet!
“God, I wish we’d brought some toys,” Veronica said, releasing her lip-lock on that patch of sensitive skin.
Eliza thrust two more fingers into her girlfriend’s pussy and pushed her thumb into Veronica’s ass. “It would have been hard to rationalize bringing a dildo when we had weight limits,” she brought up.
“This is no time for logic,” Veronica said, bucking against Eliza’s fingers as if she was riding a horse. Eliza leaned in and took one of those well-rounded, golden globes on Veronica’s chest and sucked lovingly on every square inch of it. Then she moved onto the other one. “Let’s do it in the snow,” she whispered.
Eliza knelt and lay Veronica down back first in the white powder and they lay on top of her, fingers still buried in Veronica’s sex. It was her turn to lightly kiss her lover’s neck, working her way up from the shoulder.
For Veronica, things couldn’t be more perfect. The coldness against her back was insignificant compared to the heat that Eliza was giving off and the fire that was burning down below. Eliza’s fingers could read Veronica’s pussy like a book, and she was in the process of speed-reading. She badly wanted to feel her lover’s teeth sink into her neck, but she knew that wouldn’t be a good idea. They both got a little “punch drunk” when they started drinking each other’s blood. Then she felt a pleasant pressure building inside and knew she was going to cum. She locked her lips on Eliza’s neck again and held on as her warmth trickled out onto the snow. She was going to leave a hickey the size of a Buick, but she didn’t care anymore. It’s not like people didn’t know what they did together.
Eliza rubbed Veronica’s mound a few more times for good measure, then patted it a few times as well. She backed up, turned her body sideways and the sidled forward again until the two women’s legs were crossed and their mounds touched. “If we don’t have toys, we’ll just have to make do,” she added with a smirk as she rubbed her desperately swollen mound against her lover’s sex.
“I love a woman who can improvise,” Veronica said, returning the smile. She rubbed back, and also started kissed the inside of Eliza’s knee. ‘Is there any part of this body that isn’t perfect?’ she thought. Then she noticed Eliza blushing. Veronica had forgotten to mask her thoughts, so Eliza had picked up her mental comment. {{ Don’t let it go to your head, }} she thought more directly. She started giggling when her lover kissed the back of Veronica’s knee. Eliza knew she was ticklish there.
{{ A girl does what she can. }} Eliza started rubbing harder, grasping the leg in front of her for support. As Veronica threw her head back, her flowing blond hair caught the last light of the setting sun just perfectly. {{ You are so beautiful, }} came Eliza’s version of a mental whisper.
{{ Stop thinking and just fuck me, }} Veronica replied, not-so-secretly beaming at the compliment. She sank a finger into her own pink asshole, encouraging her hips to rub a little harder.
Both women’s hips were growing cold in the snow, but neither really gave a damn. Labia were rubbing against labia fast enough that they actually could have set a less-wet forest ablaze. Eliza grabbed a handful of snow and sprinkled it onto the point at which they were joined, rubbing it into their skin. The contrast of sensations was decadent, and Veronica wasn’t sure if she was shivering from the temperature or the pleasure. {{ You little . . . }} She tried tossing a snowball at Eliza, but the other woman already knew the missile was on its way and dodge, then humped her hips to ward off thoughts of future assaults. A groan informed her she had succeeded. Within minutes, both women were experiencing orgasms, their fluids lubricating their connection point beyond all reason.
{{ You know, I think I owe you one, }} Veronica thought, disentangling herself from Eliza’s legs. She tossed her already frozen jumpsuit on the ground and lay on it, pushing her lover’s legs apart and took a long slow draw of her tongue straight up that pink slit. Then she breathed lightly on it, watching her own breath creep around that private area like mist. She saw it traveling up her lover’s perfect body as if to merge with Eliza’s breath, but becoming distracting by those rippling abdominal muscles. Veronica had been distracted by those many times, and she started tracing them with her fingers as her tongue slipped deep into Eliza’s happy place. {{ So warm and velvety, }} she thought.
Eliza’s brain had switched off for the time being. She had her legs spread in as wide a v-shape as she could go, toying with her own nipples while her lover took care of most of the rest of her sensitive parts. Before Veronica, she hadn’t been in a real relationship. She had been the other woman in an affair, and had a smattering of secret rendezvous with women who couldn’t be seen with her, or she couldn’t be seen with them. Having a woman get to know her like Veronica had . . . someone who actually loved her . . . it made her long for things she had never thought herself capable of. At the moment though, all she longed for was for Veronica to keep doing exactly what she was doing.
Veronica pulled back her hands, pushed them under Eliza’s buttocks and lifted the woman’s hips off the ground, then began a revitalized oral assault on Eliza’s sexual defenses. She wanted to leave her tongue buried in that warm, moist slot for all eternity. She was lapping frantically, then slowed to a crawl, pushing the sides of her tongue out and making some long slow passes up the middle. Eliza was what Veronica had always wanted; a hard body with a soft candy center.
After pressing her gums together on those juicy inner labia and sucking on her clit, Eliza’s sexual defenses crumbled and a torrent of pleasure cascaded out from the woman’s crotch. Veronica nuzzled her girlfriend’s mound until Eliza’s body came to rest on the frozen ground. But it didn’t stay there for long. Veronica thrust three fingers into Eliza’s pussy and quickly began pumping them. {{ And this is for making me cum while I was on the phone! }} Her hand was moving almost faster than the human eye could see. Her tongue went back to work, teasing its way under Eliza’s clitoral hood and softly caressing that hypersensitive little nub.
{{ I’m . . . good gracious . . . I’ll never do it again, }} Eliza mentally groaned.
{{ I’m SO sure, }} was the reply. Veronica took her time, watching Eliza’s body toss and turn on the ground, making what was quite possibly the most obscene snow angel that anyone had ever seen. She stretched her fingers out, taking Eliza’s vaginal opening with them. She thought back to the time of the rooftop when this very woman had inserted her entire fist into Veronica’s body.
{{ Don’t EVEN think about it, }} Eliza warned. {{ We can figure out a payback for that another time!}} Eliza actually looked both shocked and scared at the idea of being fisted.
{{ Okay, we can wait on that, }} Veronica thought back.
{{ That’s the only thing you’ll have to wait on, }} Eliza returned, pressing her shoulders to the ground and stretching her torso as she began to climax again. Veronica’s fingers were quickly replaced with her tongue as she savored the flavor of her lover’s cum.
The two lay together, their sweat freezing on their skin and their breath finally mingling in a kiss.
{{ Veronica . . . }}
{{ Yes? }} the former human responded, kissing Eliza again. Being able to lock lips and still communicate was something of a blessing in her eyes.
{{ Could you let me up? I think my ass is freezing to this rock. }}
Veronica just stared at her lover, then started to laugh. {{ You hopeless romantic! }} she finally got out. She helped peel Eliza, butt and all, off the ground. Then they slipped back into their cold and damp jumpsuits and headed back to camp. Their heads seemed clear and their hearts were light. They had, in their minds, won a victory and enjoyed the spoils. They were soon to discover that things weren’t always as simple as they seemed.