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The Succubae Seduction 2: The Twins, Chapter 2

Date: 6/16/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Bi-sexual, Female/Female, Lesbian, Monster, Author: SSelxuyt, Rating: 84.1, Source: sexstories.com

she’d prepared. A column of water sprang from her hands, slamming into the force of fire, and drove it back. Shelly heard the Myrmidon growl as he tried to push his attack. Jessica grunted as the flame moved closer to her, but she rallied her strength and the water pushed back at the myrmidon. Unfortunately for the monster, it had to breathe to perform its attack. As soon as it ran out of breath, the water swamped over the monster. Shelly heard it sizzle and scream as it died. “Thank you,” Jessica groaned. Shelly watched her eyes roll up into her head as she passed out. Agony coursed its way across her back, and Shelly soon followed the other woman into oblivion. * * * * Something changed in Shelly, bringing her awake. Her back felt numb. There was no pain. There was no sensation at all. “What. . . ?” she groaned, opening her eyes. She was lying on her stomach and could hear someone singsong chanting over her. Someone was casting a spell on her! Panic drove her muscles to do what they’d been too weak to do a moment before, as she shoved herself away from . . . “Jessica?” She was on her knees, hands held out in front of her. “I’m trying to heal your back,” the tanned woman said, her voice weak and strained. “You were badly burned. When I woke up, you were groaning, and your pulse was weak. I—“ she paused and tipped forward, catching herself before she hit the ground with one hand. Shelly remembered the searing pain of the Myrmidon’s fire pouring across her metal back. She ... also remembered melting. Her back was still numb. She reached behind her and felt bare skin. Looking down, she realized she was completely naked. “Sorry,” Jessica murmured. “What’s left of your clothes are right there. I needed to know how bad the burns were, and quite frankly, there isn’t enough left to be worn anyway.” Shelly looked to the pile of burnt rags, and had to agree with Jessica. If that was the remains of her clothing, how bad had her burns been? “Why would you heal me?” Shelly asked, still suspicious of the other woman. Jessica actually laughed. There was no mirth in it, just bitter recrimination. “You saved my life. I don’t care what you think of me, but that means something in my book.” Shelly’s cheek burned in shame. She had treated this woman with nothing but scorn and suspicion. When she could have walked away and left her alone, she’d spent her last remaining strength trying to heal her. She’d been wrong about Jessica from the start. “How’s your leg?” Shelly asked, in way of an apology. Words wouldn’t make up for how she’d acted, but maybe actions could. “Hurts like hell when I think about it,” Jessica grimaced. “Why don’t you heal it, and I’ll get us out of here?” Shelly asked. She could call her roc at any time. “I can’t,” Jessica gasped. “I can only heal others with my magic. It works by transferring healing energy from the caster to the wounded, allowing that person to recover. I can’t transfer it from myself, to myself.” “Are you telling me that, because ...