The Ghost of You.
“I don’t care what you believe Vampire. Sookie is dead and we demand compensation,” Claudine yelled heatedly at the meeting.
“You have no proof of that,” Nora replied, her voice rising with each word. She marvelled at the nerve of fairies to announce the girl was dead and then demand money for their pain.
“Fairies know,” she said cryptically. “When one of our kin dies, we receive a message,” She said honestly. “Our closest kin knows.”
“You expect us to believe Sookie sent a message to you when she died,” Nora snorted. “The kin she knows nothing about.”
“Except it’s automatic and happens no matter what the circumstances of death are,” Claudine said with a sneer.
Nora looked to Roman to see what he was making of it. She was skeptical, but then again, she was skeptical of anything the fairies told her.
Roman nodded, having heard of the idea in the literature but still not trusting them. “And what did Sookie say?” he asked them.
“She did not appear to me,” Claudette said clearly displeased. “Grandfather says she appeared to him last night and told him her suffering was over and it was time for her to move on.” Her eyes flicked to Eric who had been silently throughout it all. “She gave him a location. A place in Eastern Europe.”
“Where?” Eric said, standing up. He was going to leave immediately; why had the damn fairies waited until now to mention it.
“Hungary,” Claudette replied before Claudine had a chance to stop her.
Claudine slammed her hand on the table. “It doesn’t matter! She is dead. And we need compensation. Vampires took her. Vampires killed her. Vampires owe us. One hundred million American dollars.”
“She’s not even cold yet Sister,” Claudette snarled shooting her a look of disgust. “Let us avenge her before you put a price on her life.”
“Grandfather gave me instructions Sister,” Claudine snapped back. “We need the money by tomorrow at sunrise. Or there will be problems between the fairies and vampires,” she said menacingly.
“This is why I hate politics,” Claudette snarled.
Eric smirked at her response. He stood up and walked out of the room, pulling out his cell phone to notify his contacts.
“I will leave you to tend to business, Sister, “ Claudette said distastefully as she rose from her seat and walked out.
Eric, who was on his phone, was now hanging up frustrated. He knew the King of Serbia, but not many of the ruling vampires in that area were friendly. And even fewer vampires cared about anything but the old ways.
“This is fucking ridiculous,” Claudette spat as she joined Eric in the hallway. “We should be marshalling our troops and laying waste to that bastard; not sitting around discussing money.”
“Well, that’s your grandfather’s doing,” Eric said, not refuting her statement.
“Well, this time he is wrong,” Claudette replied. “My cousin deserves avenging.” Straightening her shoulders, she stared at Eric. “And I am going to do it with or without his permission.”
“Nora would let me join you if that is what you choose to do.”
“We would have to act before the Prince finds out,” Claudette warned. “He would probably try to stop me.”
Eric nodded and pulled out his phone again to send Nora a text. He received a reply just seconds later giving him permission.
“I can teleport us both there,” Claudette said, as she took a step towards him. “I spent some time this afternoon searching the place and I believe I know where to start looking.” She held out her hand for Eric and waited to see if he would take it.
Eric didn’t know whether to trust her. It was early enough in the night that it wouldn’t be daylight where she said she was taking him, but how was he to know her true destination.
“You can fly if you prefer,” Claudette said, seeing his distrust. “But it will take you longer to get there and they might be gone when you do.”
He grabbed her hand and held on tightly. However, he wasn’t prepared for the feeling of disorientation he had before he was able to study his new surroundings.
Once they were in the rundown shack a few miles away from the nearest town, Claudette let go of his hand and took a step back, “Not too bad, right?”
Eric nodded his head, taking in the appearance of everything. “Now where are we?”
“A few miles outside of Hungary,” Claudette replied. “I couldn’t pop us directly into the city I tracked them to as we could have been seen. There is a bar in the town where some V-addicted Were’s go for a good time. I thought we might start there.”
“Okay, then let’s go,” Eric said impatiently.
Claudette restrained from rolling her eyes as she headed to the door and pulled it open. “We’ll have to walk,” she said.
Without saying anything Eric picked her up and flew, faster than they could have walked, landing in an alley, he let her go. “You were saying?”
Claudette staggered backwards, getting her bearings back after the short and unexpected flight. “Nevermind.”
They walked to the front of the bar and Eric pulled open the door for her to enter first.
“Such a gentleman,” Claudette said, as she stepped inside. “It smells like someone crawl up and died in here,” she added, as she wrinkled her nose in disgust.
“Make sure you keep your scent under control,” Eric said softly, following her inside.
“If I can manage it around a roomful of vampires, I think I can manage it here as well.”
They stepped further into the bar, but Eric was only focused on sniffing for any trace of Sookie’s scent.
“Anything?” Claudette asked, as she cast her eyes over the bar.
Eric’s eyes locked on a group of Weres who smelled of Sookie — within the last few days. His eyes narrowed and he nodded towards them, indicating to Claudette.
“I can lead them outside away from the others,” Claudette offered.
Eric nodded and slipped into a darker corner to watch and then follow.
Claudette pulled the zipper of her dress down slightly in the front, revealing her ample cleavage to the Weres as she approached them. She smiled brightly, giving them a small dose of her Fae scent to entice them. “Hello,” she purred, her voice dripping with sex.
The Weres looked over to her and elbowed their buddies. “Hey,” one eloquent one said, his eyes locked on her cleavage.
Claudette bent over in front of them, her breasts practically falling out of her dress. “I seem to be having a bit of trouble and was hoping you could help.”
“We’re happy to help with that problem,” another said. “Many ladies such as yourself have had the same problem, and we’ve been more than happy to assist. They’ve all come away satisfied with our help.”
Claudette giggled as she batted her eyelashes, “My problem is outside.” She licked her lips and added, “I might need all of you to help.”
They all downed their beers and followed her out the door, joking and grinning to each other. They didn’t notice Eric slip out behind them.
Claudette pretends to stumble as she led them down a darkened alley “Oops,” she giggled.
One came up and caught her elbow. But no one noticed that one of the Weres was no longer following the group.
“Such a gentleman,” Claudette purred, as she leaned against him and rubbed her breasts against his arm.
“Only for show,” he said. “I’ll make sure you cum, but don’t mistake; I plan on fucking you hard.”
She ran her hand over his chest as she leaned back against the wall. “I do like to be fucked hard,” Claudette said, releasing her scent again and keeping his focus solely on her.
There were just two Weres and Claudette now. Eric having disposed of the rest. He stepped up behind them and said, “Can I join?” While Were blood was running down his chin and his clothes were covered as well. Their deaths had been quick but messy.
“I thought you’d never ask,” Claudette purred as she lunged forward and attacked the nearest Were. Her attack was messy as she tore him apart with her hands and mouth, biting chunks out of him. Blood splattered her and she rubbed it over her while grinning.
The other one was decimated just as well. Eric ripped his head off forcefully, before the drunk Were could realize what was happening. He turned the body upside down and let the blood pour from the Were’s neck towards his open mouth. He felt giddy, hardly caring that the Were blood tastes so musky.
“That looked like fun,” Claudette laughed, as she rubbed more of the Were blood over her, dipping her hand down the front of her dress so the blood covered her.
Eric felt his cock harden from bloodlust. But he kept in mind that it was a fairy he was with; he shouldn’t fuck her. He watched carefully as she caressed herself, her cleavage still on display as her fingers stroked deeper.
Claudette moaned as she moved her hand lower, spreading the blood all over her. She dipped her hand between her legs and spread it over her inner thighs. “Are there anymore?” she asked.
“No, all dead. But Russell wasn’t here.” Eric replied, watching her hands and licking his lips.
Claudette pouted as she pulled her dress up slightly, revealing she wasn’t wearing any panties. She rubbed her fingers still covered in Were blood over her sex before holding out her hand to Eric. “Want a taste?”
Eric watched her, his fangs out, his cock throbbing. He stepped towards her, and took her hand in his. He lifted her fingers before his face and inhaled deeply. “We should get back,” he said, not licking, but just smelling the fairy pussy juice.
Claudette took her hand out of his and slid it down his chest; a light glow shone beneath her palm as she moved it lower and palmed his cock roughly. She grinned as she heard him growl. “In a minute,” she purred, as she pulled her hand back and slid it back between her legs and rubbed her clit before pushing two fingers deep inside her. “You sure you don’t want a taste?” She lifted her hand to his mouth and rubbed her fingers over his lips, a light glow shinning beneath her skin. “It’s delicious.”
Eric’s mouth opened, suddenly not caring why he shouldn’t fuck her until she screamed. He sucked her fingers hard, working his tongue over them like they had all the nerve endings of a cock.
“Want more?” Claudette asked, her eyes darkening.
Eric nodded, falling to his knees and pushing up her dress. Her pussy was all bloody from the Were she smeared down there, and his mouth dove in, sucking on her inner thighs, licking at her clit, slipping between the folds to get whatever juice and blood combination he could.
Claudette moaned as she pulled her dress up and threw one of her legs over his shoulders, “That’s it, get it all. Lick my pussy.”
Eric growled into her folds and did as she said, licking at her, and getting all of her juices, everything he could. He sucked hard on her, fucked her with his tongue, and nibbled on her clit.
“Do you want my pussy?” Claudette panted, as she felt his teeth nibbling on her clit.
In answer, he sucked her whole pussy into his mouth, lips and all. Pulling away with a pop, he smirked up at her.
“Does it taste good?”
“So good, Sookie,” Eric said, lunging forward once more to dine on fairy pussy. He groaned sucking hard on each of her lips, one at a time.
Anger flashed in Claudette’s eyes as she heard the name. She fisted her hands in his hair and yanked on it hard as she ground her pussy against his face. She wanted to hear him scream her name. She wanted him to know whose pussy he was eating. “Make me cum,” Claudette ordered, “It’ll taste even better then.”
Eric sucked hard on her clit, and slipped fingers up her pussy, fucking her with them as she creamed fairy juices on his hand.
“Yes!” Claudette cried, as she pulled the zip of her dress all the way down.
Eric’s other hand reached up and grabbed her breast roughly. Eric then slipped her other leg over his shoulder, sliding her up the wall as he stood up and continued to suck out her pussy juices.
“Oh fuck!” Claudette cursed, as she yanked harder on his hair. “Do you want to fuck me, Eric? Do you want to slam your hard cock where your tongue is?”
Eric pulled his face back and manhandled her legs around his waist. Looking into her eyes, but seeing another pair staring back, he slid his entire length in her soaking pussy.
Claudette’s eyes widened as she felt him enter her, he was so big, stretching her to the point of pain. She tightened herself around him “Do you like that? Do you like my pussy?”
He growled against her neck and thrust hard, pressing her against the wall of the building. His lips and tongue were against her neck, getting the Were blood she had spilled there.
Claudette clenched around him again as she dug her nails into his back, “Does it feel good? Fuck me, Eric. Fuck it hard.”
Eric thrust hard into her, her back being scratched by the building he was fucking her against. The smell of fairy blood was just driving him further into euphoria.
“Yes!” Claudette screamed, tightening her legs around his hips. Dropping her head, she buried her face in the crook of his neck and sucked on his flesh hard.
He groaned thrusting harder. His fingers dug into her hips. “You’re so wet,” he grunted.
“Just how you like it,” Claudette said. “Do you want to cum, Eric?”
“Yessss, Sookie!” Eric hissed, his head rolling back as he thrust faster.
Claudette hissed as he called her that name again. Nibbling on his neck, she kissed her way up to his ear. “Where do you want to cum, Eric? In my pussy or my mouth?”
“Suck me!” Eric growled, dropping her legs.
Claudette dropped to her knees without hesitation and took him in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his head before closing her lips around him and sucking.
Eric groaned, his head falling back again. His hips thrust forward into her mouth.
Claudette reached up and moved Eric’s hands to her hair as she swallowed around him. She wanted him mad with desire, mad with need, mad for her.
He gripped her hair and began fucking her throat hard. He grunted with each thrust as the head of his cock hit the back of Claudette’s mouth and slipped it down her throat.
Claudette slipped a hand between her legs and rubbed her clit as Eric fucked her mouth. Saliva dripped from her mouth, coating his cock making it easier for him. He thrust hard a few more times, smelling fairy pussy in the air that made his eyes roll back in his head. His cock pulsed, over and over, as his balls tightened and he shot rope after rope into her mouth. He groaned and cried out, “SOOKIE!”
Claudette swallowed it all as her palm became to glow again. Turning her head to the side, she sank her teeth into his thigh, breaking the skin.
Eric groaned as she drank his blood, his head rolling back as he felt it taken from him. His cock hardened again as if the sucking on his thigh had a direct line to his cock.
Claudette licked her lips as she rose to her feet. Wrapping her arms around him, she teleported them to the abandoned shack. “I’m not done with you yet,” she told him.
Eric growled at her, feeling out of his mind with lust and excitement at finally being able to show her his love, and he took her on the hard ground.