Henry took the first breath of night and instantly, his eyes bled black fangs dropped in defense. Something was in the area and it reeked of evil. Throwing his clothes on, he headed to the parking garage. Henry walked cautiously not out of fear but trying to search for the danger and evil he felt. Seeing nothing, he decided to head to Vicki's office to make sure she and Coreen were safe. Not far from Henry's condo, Fatima continued her summoning ritual. Her master admonished her for not being more successful. She had done all he had asked but still, she couldn't seem to finish the task.
"I need something else," he told her.
"What? Name it, I will get it," Fatima told the flickering face.
"I need the vampire's blood and you must kill him for it," the face told her.
"Why? I can acquire it without killing him," Fatima offered.
"Because, the vampire detests dark magic and besides, he will give his life to you willingly," the evil face smiled.
"What makes you so sure?"
"Because my dear child, you will have his mate," Fatima nodded then asked, "who is his mate?"
The face rolled his eyes, "Must I tell you everything?" he growled.
"I'm sorry master, but I don't know who she is." Fatima told him her voice was full of exasperation.
"Vicki Nelson, the private investigator that the girl works for, remember? Now, you must also take care of the girl and this boy Charlie, we cannot have witnesses."
"How..how am I to do that? I'm only one person," Fatima asked. Although Fatima wanted the great power her master had promised, she didn't want anyone to die for it. However, if that was what needed to occur, she would follow through.
A wicked grin slowly spread over the face, "I will give you a gift that you will use to destroy them." Suddenly, the flame that held the face licked up and snapped at Fatima sending a strange colored plume of smoke her direction, hitting her between the eyes and leaving a small scorch mark. Fatima jerked and spasmed then hit the floor and continued to spasm for a minute before lying still. When she finally came to, she sat slowly and then stood in one swift movement. As her eyes fluttered open, the color had changed to a blood read and looked as if her soul was gone. Fatima cracked her neck, smiled and said out loud, "Thank you Norman."
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Henry arrived at Vicki's office to discover her in deep discussion with a young man and Coreen.
"Henry? What the hell are you doing here?" Vicki asked with a scowl.
"Nice to see you too Vicki," Henry nodded. Henry clenched his jaw and wanted so badly to ravage Vicki then and there but knew she wouldn't even let him kiss her much less do anything else to her. Henry tilted his head and looked at Vicki, there was something different about her but what, he didn't know.
"Sorry, it's just we've got alot going on, did you need something?" Vicki asked. She rubbed the bridge of her nose out of habit.
"Where are your glasses?" Coreen asked while looking around and patting stacks of papers in an attempt to locate them.
"I..I don't want them right now, don't worry about them," Vicki began to explain the situation to Henry to deflect her vision issues away from the topic of conversation. When she finished, Henry stared at Charlie and ground his teeth, his jaw twitched and his fists clenched.
"Do you realize what you've done?" Henry hissed.
"Yeah, yeah..somethin' really bad I guess," Charlie threw his hands up and rolled his eyes
"Really bad doesn't begin to cover it," Vicki told him.
"Any ideas?" Coreen asked Henry. He shook his head yes.
"First and foremost, we pay this Fatima a visit. Coreen, you go home and stay there," Henry ordered.
"Wait just a minute, this thing is about me and.." Vicki cut her off.
"No, it's not anymore. And you have other issues to worry about," Vicki pointed to her ever-expanding belly.
"Vicki, why don't you stay with her and Charlie, let me speak with Fatima alone, I think I can persuade her to talk," Henry smiled that sexy smile that sent shivers down Vicki's spine and sent other sensations to part of her that was addicted to Henry in more ways than one.
"We do need to keep an eye on him and we could do some research so, yeah..go ahead Henry," Vicki whispered as she walked by, "use your mojo."
Henry watched her sway away from him and called to her, "Charm..it's my charm." His eyes drank in her every curve and damn if he didn't miss her terribly. His mind fleeted to one of their lovemaking sessions.
Vicki had come to his condo and waited for him to awaken. When he came to life that evening, she sat on the end of his bed in nothing but a red lace teddy. Her desire for him was evident as was his by the ever hardening erection that seemed to jump to life of it's own accord. Glancing down, he looked back up to see a smirk on her face.
"What have you been doing Victoria, while I was sleeping no less?" he smiled.
"Just checking."
"Checking..?"
"Checking to see if a theory played out and as you see," she pointed to his pulsing member, "it is so very true." She bit her bottom lip and stifled a laugh.
"And this theory would be?"
Vicki shrugged, "Oh just that even dead men can get erections." Henry had grabbed her, began to kiss and touch her and with one flip of his wrist, he had the teddy off and on the floor in pieces. Vicki had mumbled something about 'not another one' to which he told her he'd buy ten more.
"Besides," he whispered,"I like this on you much better."
"I don't have.." Vicki had started then realized his point, he liked her better with nothing at all covering her curvaceous, athletic yet soft body. Henry's hands had travelled over her thoroughly, rubbing, caressing and squeezing the right areas. His fingers had slipped inside her wet center, pumping and stroking her into a frenzy. Vicki had pushed him over first to have her way with him but Henry had taken control and put her on her stomach. Raising her up on her knees, he held her hips and speared her in one fell swoop. Vicki had cried out and held his sheets with both fists, squeezing until her knuckles turned white. Pulling her up a bit, Henry had cupped her breasts with both hands, lain his head on her back and placed soft kisses and nibbles there while he kneaded and lightly pumped into her simultaneously. Vicki had moaned, grunted and shuddered. Henry remembered her begging him to go harder, faster and deeper. His eyes had bled and fangs descended brought on by her aggressiveness. He had gripped her so tightly, she had bruised the next day. Vicki had met his thrusts with her own, grinding down on him. His nimble, talented fingers found her sensitive nub and rubbed her to completion as he too spilled into her. Both of them had collapsed sweating and panting on his bed, side by side with Henry still semi-erect inside of her. That was the night that Vicki had said something to him he would never forget.
"Henry, I think I'm falling in love with you," she had told him. Henry decided that after this case was over, he would do whatever it took to get her back to where they were, she was worth it.
But, as with their life, things never go as planned....
