Lilith - TI3

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Authors: Fran Heckrotte
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objects! They’re women and yes three have disappeared. We can’t locate them and I want to know if you or any of your minions are behind it."
     
    "Trust me. Whores don't interest me and I would know if a demon was involved. If you like, though, I’ll have Beezlebub check around. It'll give him something to do. He’s been bored to death lately."
     
    Arching her left eyebrow, Lily stared at her ex, her black eyes burning brightly.
     
    "Okay. Okay. Bad joke. Now, I really must get back to my guests. You know how I hate being a poor host."
     
    "By all means, I wouldn’t want you to be a poor host," agreed Lilith, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "but you will let me know if you hear anything."
     
    Standing, Dis retrieved the can from Lilith's hand and helped her to her feet.
     
    "My word. It’s good to see you again, Lily. By the way, if you do find out where this new darkness comes from you’ll let me know, won't you? I could use a new distraction... and don’t stay away so long the next time. I miss our little chats."
     
    Leaning down, he kissed her tenderly on the cheek and then returned to his bedroom, knowing she would find her way out. Lilith chuckled softly, amused at the courtly gesture and genuine affection he had retained for her after all these centuries.
     
    "I don’t know who’s worse, you or Adam!"
     
    Shaking her head, she left him to his lustful activities, knowing he was right about one thing. The world had evolved. Dis and his legion of demons were being replaced by something far more powerful than them... and perhaps far more evil. It was perhaps the one thing that would re-unite the Twins, for deep down, she knew both had an enormous affection for mortals... or at least the entertainment they provided.
     

CHAPTER 11

 
     
     
     
     
     
    C LOSING THE BEDROOM door behind her, Catrina walked over to the young woman tied to the chair. Ivan stood next to her with his hands pressed into his pockets, looking bored.
     
    "So, what do we have here?" she asked, circling their captive. Reaching down, she grabbed a handful of hair, snapping the girl's head up sharply.
     
    "Not bad. Not bad at all, Ivan. Leave us. I'd like to interview my guest."
     
    Shrugging, he walked from the room, shutting the door behind him.
     
    "She's like a fucking black widow spider," he muttered, shaking his head. "Poor kid! I should have just killed her. It would have been a lot kinder."
     
    "Look at me!" Catrina ordered, pulling harder on the hair. "Ahhh... Much better. Gray eyes. A little too ordinary for my taste but the rest of you has potential."
     
    Licking her lower lip, Catrina felt her arousal building. The girl couldn't have been more than twenty-one or twenty-two. Her long blonde hair hung loosely about her shoulders. Leaning down, Catrina inhaled deeply.
     
    "You stink! What's your name, girl?"
     
    "Sash, Sasha, miss."
     
    "Well, Sasha. You need a bath. Go clean yourself up," she ordered, untying her and pointing to the tub in the corner. Obediently, Sasha walked over to the bathtub and started filling it with warm water. Nervously, she looked at the other woman and understood how a mouse felt when watched by a cat. Catrina threw her a towel. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she lit a cigarette, inhaled deeply and then exhaled. Gray smoke temporarily blocked her vision and she waved her hand to dispel the swirls.
     
    "Hurry up. I don't have all night." she said throwing the cigarette onto the floor and stepping on it.
     
    Sasha quickly undressed, climbed into the bathtub and scrubbed herself. Rinsing her hair, she stood and picked up the towel, rubbing first her hair dry and then her body. Embarrassed she wrapped the towel around her slender frame and stepped out from the tub onto the floor.
     
    "Good, now come here. I want to get a better look at you."
     
    Reluctantly, Sasha walked over to stand in front of the woman. Catrina unwrapped the towel and tossed it away. Slowly, almost catlike, she

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