Heaven Lost, Paradise Found

 

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Holding her fisted hand still inside Buffy’s convulsing body as the woman she loves more than anything or anyone in the world experiences the awesome release of all her past hurts, negative emotions and of course the near mind-numbing orgasms, Tara weeps softly in joy of the Slayer accepting her gift and her claim. For it to have worked at all – that was the kicker – Buffy had to actually accept the gift of spiritual healing.

Watching the smaller blonde’s face as she had passed out from the overwhelming experience Tara smiles lovingly at the peace that comes over Buffy and chuckles quietly as even unconscious, with tears still on her cheeks the woman still has enough strength left to smile.

Slowly working her hand out of the unconscious woman Tara giggles as Buffy’s body reacts once more to the stimuli as it begins rocking slightly making it harder for the Wicca to pull free.

Watching as her lover’s cum seeps out from around her fingers as she is finally able to retract her hand enough to pull her thumb free, Tara groans wanting nothing more than to lick up every drop of the sweetest smelling scent she has ever breathed in before and gasps as Buffy’s hand suddenly clasps onto hers keeping it from pulling the rest of the way out.

Snapping her eyes up to Buffy’s face Tara stares into glowing orange-rimmed hazel eyes realizing she is seeing the Slayer half of Buffy for the first time and she breathes, “Slayer.” not in fear but in wonder of this actually happening.

Continuing to hold Tara’s hand in place the Slayer holding her eyes as well speaks haltingly, as though for the first time, (and Tara realizes it probably is) saying, “Buf-fy sleep…you – claim – her…you – claim – me. Make – Slayer – mate.”

Grasping what the Slayer was trying to communicate Tara nods slowly as she lifts herself to bring her face close to Buffy’s, but doesn’t try moving her hand as the Slayer continues to hold it in place firmly but not painfully and she says, “I claimed all of you…Buffy and the Slayer. You are my mate now. Is this what you want, Slayer?”

Blinking back the tears that have come to her eyes the emotional Slayer nods saying, “Yes – want – mate…Want – you – mate, Ta-ra. Slayer – want – claim – mate – now.” and Tara her heart soaring at the Slayer’s declaration leans in to kiss away the few tears on her face saying huskily, “Then claim me Slayer, claim you mate.”

Releasing the Wicca’s hand allowing her to pull out completely the Slayer gently rolls them over to straddle the slightly panting woman then brings Tara’s cream coated hand up between them to whisper, “Mate taste.” as Tara smiles lustfully and takes her first taste of her lover, her mate and groans in enjoyment of the musky sweet essence of her love.

Grunting her approval of Tara’s reaction the Slayer waits until her mate has cleaned her hand completely before she leans down to kiss the woman tasting herself on her mate’s lips causing Tara to moan and herself to growl in satisfaction.

Slowly the Slayer slides her lips from Tara’s to trail down her chin, jaw, and neck where she stops on the Wicca’s throbbing pulse point to suck firmly marking the woman for all to see that this is the Slayer’s mate.

Gasping as she feels her mate mark her Tara feels her renewed arousal escaping from her center as her hips buck in response and she moans loudly, “Ooh my love.” Hearing the Slayer growl once more as she feels Tara’s excitement against her stomach.

Making her way down to firm, full breasts the Slayer takes both in her hands to push them together then sucks both nipples into her mouth at the same time, sending her mate writhing, gasping and moaning in extreme pleasure while arching her back to have the Slayer take as much as she can.

Never having had this done to her before Tara experiences a rush of pressure building toward a quick but powerful release as her center grinds up against Buffy’s taut stomach muscles and her Slayer growls her pleasure causing the vibrations to ripple through Tara’s body enhancing the Wicca’s pleasure even more.

Incoherent now as the overwhelming sensations fill her to overflowing, short-circuiting any thought process as the Slayer releases her breasts to move quickly down to her apex Tara feels her mate flatten her tongue to lick from her rosebud all the way up to her clit which she latches onto to suck firmly into her mouth while giving the nub frantic flicks of her tongue.

Past the point of no return as her whole body tenses Tara grips the Slayer’s hair in both hands as her mate bites her clit between her teeth and growls deeply sending Tara shy-rocketing into the most explosive orgasm she’s ever had screaming,“Slaaaaayeeeerrr!” and she arches off the bed to stay rigid on her head and toes before slamming back down…spent.

Licking up all her mate’s juices the Slayer purrs contentedly having claimed what is hers before lifting herself to lay next to her heart and pulls the sated woman into her arms to hold her as she calms, whispering, “My mate, my love.”

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