Goddesses and Monsters

Chapter 5

A/N: I am so grateful to everyone that has reviewed/ favourited/alerted my story, thank you so much. I appreciate all your comments.

Here are some answers to some of your questions:

S and Gramps speak to each other in Sylvan but S can speak English, but not modern colloquialisms/slang

Thalia is Greek, her Bollywood karaoke choice was to enhance the ridiculousness of Vamp Karaoke night.

Anyway, enough with the rambling: Sleeping Beauty awakens!

p.s I should also say that I do not own the SVM or TB.

Sookie

The vision of the woman helping me faded into black as my eyes unfocussed and I slipped into unconsciousness. The shouts and growls faded out to muffled whispers and I relaxed into the quiet of my mind. I knew I was badly injured and that the woman had fed me something before I passed out, I felt it tingling through my veins and tickling at my wounds.

I struggled to sit up and watched in awe and fear at the woman baiting the Vampire that had attacked me. I gasped as I noticed my body was opaque and I reached out my hand to inspect the wound on the back of my head. Turning back I frowned as I saw my doppelganger lying on the ground, blood caked to her hair and a gaping wound on her throat.

A voice nearby startled me and I turned suddenly to see an elderly woman with long silver hair, kind eyes and a warm smile. Alongside her was a man of about the same age, their features alike and he was smiling too.

"Sookie honey, we have missed you so much." The woman spoke gently and with an accent similar to Bill Compton's.

"Who are you, how do you know me?" I frowned, not recognising the people at all although I acknowledged the fact that they were not corporeal. The woman stepped forward to take my hands.

"Why child I am your grandma Adele and this is your brother Jason." She tilted her head in the man's direction and encouraged me to take his outstretched hand.

"Good to see ya again Sookie." I shook my head in disbelief, the resemblance between this man and grandpa was astounding.

"Adele…as in grandpa Fintan's Adele?" The apparition nodded with a wistful look appearing on her face at the mention of grandpa's name.

"The very one my dear, he was the love of my life. When you were taken, we were all heartbroken, your mother lost her mind in grief, but we never gave up hope of seeing you again one day. You have grown into a beautiful young lady Sookie." Adele kissed my hand and held it to my face tenderly.

I couldn't hold back my tears and sobbed as I collapsed into their arms tightly embracing them.

"Grandma…Jason, my parents...so much pain and loss!"

I was ecstatic at having the opportunity to speak to my long lost loved ones, overwhelmed at how it was possible and also angry at what Niall had taken from me and the lives he had destroyed. They stood back from me, their figures shimmering in the moonlight.

"It is time for you to go back honey. Make the most of the life returned to you and remember we shall always be in your heart and in your mind. Never forget we love you, but now you will be loved by many and you will love much."

Although bewildered by her statement I nodded, fresh tears spilling down my cheeks.

As the last word faded out and their spirits dissolved into the night, I was aware of my body being pulled back like sands trickling down an hourglass and felt myself settling back into the warmth of my body.

Content in the dreamlike state I floated upon images of my true family, seeing myself as a baby, my mother's face close to mine as she cradled me, the rest of my family's faces close by, laughing and smiling at me. These faded out into the image of what I knew to be a Fairy taking me in the night from my crib, then more images of my childhood in the Fae realm which were speeding up until they reached the moment I stepped through the portal. As I saw myself saying goodbye to my grandpa and then stepping through the portal, events started to slow and I saw in painful detail my altercation with Bill Compton and the female coming to my rescue.

The dream morphed into that of a beautiful but frightening man with blond hair. He was holding me, kissing me with abandon and then his face morphed into another exotic looking man with dark hair caressing my face and neck. The faces all bled together, contorted and chaotic. They whispered to me but there were no words spoken from their mouths, only their thoughts and just when I thought my heart would burst from pumping so hard the visions and sounds faded back to black and I drifted back into nothingness.

The sensation of awareness slowly crept into my body; sliding over my skin and making me shiver. Slowly I opened my eyes and blinked at the bright sunshine that was warming my face. Turning my head towards the rays trying to focus on my surroundings I made out a large floor to ceiling window, its drapes open and allowing the daylight to flood into the room.

I tested my limbs for damage noticing that I expected to ache, but did not. Bringing my fingers to my neck I was amazed that there was no wound, it felt completely healed, pushing myself up and sliding my fingers to the back of my head where I should have had a large injury, I found nothing. Not understanding how I came to be healed I shook my head in confusion bringing into focus the rest of the room.

The chamber was very different to my chamber which I decided I would rename my 'cell'. The visions of my capture and captivity had made me angry and what I had thought, for a long time, was a normal existence was now tainted by hatred for my Great Grandfather. This place was no cell and although I had no idea if I was being held captive, I felt safe and comfortable.

It was decorated in delicate colours of white and pale grey, the bed I lay upon was as soft as clouds and the blanket I was wrapped in like a second skin. The room was bathed in sunlight which reflected off an unusual mirrored desk and I giggled to myself as I saw my image reflected back hundreds of different ways.

Sliding my legs up and over the edge of the bed I sat up and noticed that there was a note on a small table to the side of the bed along with my pouch. It was address to 'Princess'. I gave an unladylike snort at the title; I had never felt less Princess like in my life, not that I had ever led the life. I realised for a minute that the woman who helped me last night must have brought me here and that I needed to find her to ask how to get to grandpa's friend.

Quickly opening the note I was surprised to find that I had indeed fallen into the lap of the one I was seeking. The woman must have found grandpa's note and know who he was and taken her to him. He was offering me shelter and comfort without explanation. Suspiciously, not believing my luck as the first Vampire hadn't exactly made a good impression, I carried on reading his note. I sincerely hoped that he was a genuine and kind as his note seemed, but would only find out the truth when the sun set. A little unsteady on my feet after not moving for so long, I tentatively explored my surroundings. The view from the large window was spectacular. Lush green grass and a plethora of blooms led to a lake that sparkled in the sun. Huge trees surrounded the edges of the grounds which looked well cared for.

The floor was soft under my feet, covered in a white carpet and I turned and tiptoed soundlessly over to the door of the room and tried the handle. It opened easily and I stood with my mouth hanging open at the enormous sitting area in front of me. These rooms had to be five times the size of my 'cell' and I ran around the space touching everything I could, just for the sake of it. Even though I was in an unknown place, my hosts complete strangers, the excitement of discovering new things left me giddy. There were objects opposite a comfortable looking seating area and fireplace that I didn't recognise and was reluctant to touch them. I would ask about them when I saw them later. There was a kitchen area which more strange looking objects that I assumed were to cook food. Even though I knew of such facilities, I had never had to make my own food. It was brought to my room and I never questioned its origin. At the thought of food my stomach growled and noticing a bowl piled with fruit, I helped myself to an apple, picked a glass from a shelf and filled it with cold water from the tap.

Now that I had taken the edge off my hunger, I raced back into the resting chamber and tried another door that led to an enormous bathroom. I whirled around in amazement; the bathtub was big enough to fit four of me and looked to be made of some kind of white stone that sparkled. There was an area in the corner that had and hole in the floor and noticed taps affixed to the wall and as I turned the tap to see where the water came from, I shrieked as I was drenched by the rain that fell from a strange silver spout like object hanging from the ceiling.

Shrugging out of my gown I decided that that was as good a time as any to bathe as there was dried blood in my hair and my skin was a little dirty in places from being on the ground. I also wanted to wash off the smell of that vile man Compton. I turned on the taps of the huge tub and found some delicious smelling honey and almond bath oil. Tying my long hair in a knot on top if my head, I stepped into the tub as it filled with soothing hot water, sinking my shoulders down under the water. With a big sigh I processed what had happened in the short time I had been in the human realm.

I had yet to meet a human and was intrigued to find out how different this world was to the Fae realm. What I had discovered so far was that there was a very real danger from Vampires who roamed freely. On the other hand, my hosts were Vampires and had shown me kindness and hospitality having not even been formally introduced. I would be on my guard though; my grandpa had told me stories of how Fae blood was like nectar to them and would think nothing of draining a Fairy dry in a blood frenzy. The thought made me shiver and I hoped that my diluted human/Fairy blood wouldn't cause them to become intoxicated like a full Fae would.

Looking for something to wash my hair with, I found another bottle of similarly fragranced cleanser and proceeded to wash the blood and debris from my hair. Having suitably cleaned myself I rose from the water and wrapped myself in a soft white towel and dried the excess water from my body, taking care to rub the residual oil into my skin. I found a comb and sat at a dressing table near the bed to comb my hair.

The note had mentioned that there would be some new clothes for me to wear which was a relief, as my gown had been soiled with a little blood and ripped at the hem. I would clean it and mend it as soon as I could. Against one wall was a mirrored wardrobe that held several items of clothing.

There were a couple of short dresses, shirts and some trousers, something I had never worn. They were made of a heavy dark blue material and looked tight fitting, not unlike the style of trousers worn by Fae males. Taking the garment down, I slipped my legs into the trousers and tugged them up, buttoning them up and appraising myself in the mirror. They fit me like a glove and showed the shape of my bottom and legs, but I liked them. I topped the outfit off with a silky singlet in red that contrasted with my pale skin and hair. Unsure about the singlet I considered changing it until I discovered an identical style item in black. Black was definitely not my colour and I kept the red one on, the outline of my nipples was visible through the delicate fabric and the neckline was very low and showed the top of my breasts. I would wear the clothes and be grateful that I had anything to change into.

Forgoing my tattered silk slippers that had been nearly destroyed in the cemetery, I continued barefoot to what I deduced must be the exit of the chamber. The handle turned noiselessly and I peeked out of the room into a wide hallway that was decorated with obscure but colourful paintings, the softness of the carpet gave way to warm wooden floors that stretched to out into an open sitting area.

I had only imagined what human homes could be like from descriptions in the books I read. This was nothing like those descriptions but I was still in awe of the sumptuousness of the furnishings and décor. Once again the colours were muted, almost monochrome with splashes of colour given in the paintings that adorned the walls. The effect was clean, comfortable and refreshing. The roof was made of glass and let natural light illuminate every corner, I could only imagine how wonderful it would be to lay by the fire and stare up at the spectacle of the night sky.

Nosily peeking into other doorways leading off from this area I discovered more sleeping chambers, a dining room and an enormous kitchen filled with larger and more complex looking equipment than the smaller one in my rooms. This place was amazing. My host must be a very important or wealthy leader as I was sure that this home was not typical. Walking back through to the sitting area, I wandered to the front of the house to a welcoming entrance hall dominated by huge double doors made from a beautiful old timber. The handles were sculpted glass and shaped like horns and I reached to pull one open.

Distracted by the weight of the door as I strained to open it, I came face to face with my first being since waking up and screamed.

"Sssh sssh Miss, there's nothing to fear, I'm here to guard you." The man in front of me loomed over me but he was not intimidating. His warm smile lit up his face and golden eyes rove over my form. His mind leapt out at me, not as clear as when speaking mentally with my grandpa, but with whispers. I relaxed myself and stepped away from the door I had backed into, allowing his mellow thoughts to reassure me.

"I'm Alcide, it's mighty nice to meet you." He held out his hand and I hesitantly laid my fingers in his, assuming he wished to kiss my hand. He gripped my fingers gently and brought my hand to his lips, softly kissing my skin.

"Susanna" I offered quietly.

"Well, I was going to shake your hand but kissing it is definitely better", he gave me a wide smile and but his thoughts betrayed him.

"Seems far too nice a girl to be one of Northman's fangbangers. Fuck, he'll be pissed if he knows I kissed her, even on her hand, still it'd be worth it, she's one hot babe."

I had no idea what he meant by most of what he said, not understanding what a 'fangbanger' was, so chose not to reply. He seemed friendly enough but obviously some kind of servant to Mr Northman.

"Would you like a tour of the grounds, I take it you've found everything you need inside?" I nodded yes to both, still too timid to speak. I'd been through so much recently that keeping my thoughts and words to myself after the disastrous conversation in the cemetery seemed wise.

He smiled at my apparent shyness and gestured for me to walk with him. I sensed that he was not quite human, but wasn't sure what type of creature he was. I would ask my host when I saw him which wouldn't be too far away by the look of the sun that was low in the sky.

Alcide took me around the grounds, explaining how the house had been built and the care that had been taken in the gardens and trees planted. I tried to look like I understood but some of what he was telling me was completely over my head. He spoke with terminology that was foreign to me but couldn't help but appreciate his enthusiasm. It appeared that he had a hand in creating this home and was proud of the achievement.

I was amazed at the unusual shape and situation of the house; it was beautiful how it blended with the landscape. The owner appeared to have a keen appreciation for natural materials and horticulture, a trait that was part of the Fae being. Being close to nature and in tune with its wonder was what enlivened the Fae and since I had been exposed to the outdoors I felt invigorated, less depressed by the turn of events my life had thrust upon me.

The rear of the property was stunning. I could see the windows where my room was along with a large expanse of glass walls that gave the fantastic view onto the grounds and lake. I could truly see how the building was cut into the earth and wondered how far down the rest of the structure went. As if answering my silent question, Alcide went on to tell me that the house had two more levels under the one I had seen, containing Mr Northman's private rooms.

The gardens were beautiful and I smiled as breathed in the scents of the varied flora and fauna. Parts of the gardens were neat, symmetrical and organised whilst other areas gave way to wildflower meadows and natural ponds surrounded by large boulders. The lake glittered in the distance and I wondered what it would be like to swim in its cool water. I scoffed at the errant thought. I had never been swimming but was sure it would be something I enjoyed. I could have stayed out there all day and night but the sun was dipping below the horizon and Alcide ushered me back towards the house and took me up to the doors of my room and slid the door open for me.

"I hope you enjoyed looking around, it was nice to meet you." He nodded his goodbye and walked away; once again his whispered thoughts invaded my mind.

"Sure is a timid, quiet thing, haven't heard her say a word all day. Can't understand why she wants to mix with vamps. Northman's gonna scare the shit out of her, I hope she'll be ok…..wonder what he wants with her?"

I stood on the raised wooden balcony of my room and took one last look at the lake longingly before retreating back inside, suddenly very nervous about meeting my host.

Eric

Over the centuries I had evolved, making it possible to rise around an hour before the set of the sun. Rising from my bed and throwing on a silk robe I exited my chamber for my office where I had an array of security monitors that showed a dozen views of the house and grounds. I was keen to see what my visitor had been up to today.

Scanning through from when she first stirred on the bed, to watching her admire the view from her room as the sun set and had to smile at her innocent curiosity.

At first she was calm and as she discovered the amenities available to her, I watched with amusement as she darted and twirled around the rooms, touching everything she passed. I was pleased that she had eaten, even though I was sure it was not enough, a fact I would remedy later by ordering dinner in for her from my favourite supe restaurant. She needed to replenish her energy after her ordeal, doctor's orders I remembered.

I continued to watch as she found the bathroom and laughed out loud at her discovery of the shower, had she not used one before? I almost felt guilty at my voyeuristic act as I watched her get naked and sink into the tub. Having cameras all over the house had definitely been one of my better ideas. Although the picture was a clear as technology allowed, I hoped that it wouldn't be too long before I could see the image of her naked body in the flesh.

The gown she had worn the night Pam brought her to Fangtasia was flimsy but covered her body, only hinting at what a voluptuous body she had. Sitting back in my directors' chair and I gently stroked myself as I watched the goddess on the screen and then forwarded the recording to where she stepped out of the bath and was drying herself and gently massaging her skin.

My self-pleasure was rudely interrupted by Pam clearing her throat. I turned around abruptly, covering myself with my robe and growled.

"Jerking off over her already I see?" Pam smirked at me, highly amused at catching me 'red-handed'.

She sauntered over, already fully dressed and groomed to peek at the screen as the images showed our guest dressing and then wandering around the main sitting area.

"Evening Pamela. Our sleeping beauty has arisen you see" I turned back to the screen watching now as the beauty went to open the main door.

"She's not the only one…" Pam muttered as she looked down at my still erect cock that was not very well hidden by my robe.

I frowned as I watched her meeting with Alcide and growled when he kissed her hand, not believing that I already felt possessive.

"Aaah, Beauty and the Beast, how sweet." Pam scoffed at the sight of Alcide's southern manners and my enthusiastic gestures as he showed her around the outside of the house.

I clicked the screen off. "I'm going to change and then we shall meet our guest, wait for me here. I don't want you scaring her to death; she'll probably be terrified of us after meeting Compton." With that I wandered back to my bedroom and into my bathroom to shower. During my long, hot shower I pleasured myself again at the images of the naked woman I had just watched bathing. Coming hard, I almost buckled over as flashes of memories from my human life invaded my mind. Making love in a meadow by a mountain stream that ran near my village, with a breathtakingly beautiful woman with long flaxen hair and piercing blue eyes.

Almost as soon as I saw the vision, it was gone and I dropped to my knees gasping, cock still in hand. Whoa, what the hell was that? I thought to myself.

Shaking my head in bewilderment I turned off the spray and left my body to air dry and I walked to my closet. I wanted to make a good impression, so chose some black wool pants and a deep blue suit shirt, teaming them with my favourite black Oxford brogues and went to find Pam.

We walked in silence to elevator that took them up to the ground level sitting area. I could feel the woman was anxious and Pam and I shared a look remembering that Pam could feel her too. They proceeded into the hallway that led them to the guest rooms and stopped outside the door, giving a gentle knock.

I felt a jolt of fear through the bond and gently opened the door into the sitting area of the suite after about 30 seconds, trying my best not to look intimidating. The woman was standing by the patio doors that led out to the gardens, she was trembling and a little wide eyed.

Moving into the room a little more and so Pam could enter I went to introduce myself. As I looked her directly in the eyes I had the flashback again and my fangs descended. The woman jolted in fear and I only roused myself enough to rein them back as Pam poked him in the ribs. She was stunningly beautiful in the flesh, with creamy skin and long platinum blond hair reminiscent of the way women wore it in my human life. Her eyes were the brightest cerulean blue and her lips, by Gods her lips were pouty and deep pink.

I trailed my gaze down from her lips to what she was wearing and I nearly groaned in desire at her ample breasts, the outline of her nipples showing that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her hips were sensuously curved and her jeans hugged every inch of them and her delectably long legs. Her figure was amazing, a sensual womanly figure unlike the near anorexic look favoured for the decade or so. Being the horny jerk that I was wondered whether she had bothered with panties either and shifted uncomfortably in my pants. I felt amusement from the bond with Pam at my drooling and gathered my composure to address her.

"I am Eric and this is Pam. How do you feel this evening, are you recovered?" I took care to make my tone and features neutral even though I was highly aroused. I'd save the smirks and husky panty dropping tones for another day.

The woman looked frightened and swallowed visibly, but then her gaze softened and she seemed as entranced as I was and took a moment to answer. "I am well, thank you."

By the Gods even her voice is sexy. I wondered to myself and noted her accent seemed familiar but definitely not American.

"Good. I have some questions if you wouldn't mind?" I gestured towards the couch and so they could sit. I felt a strange desire to be closer to her and although she smelt delicious, I didn't feel the intoxicating pull of the Fae scent. I was keen to hear her speak more, the few words she spoke almost hypnotising.

Timidly she made her way over to the couch and sat stiffly at the farthest end from him. I could hear her heart beating wildly and the tiniest hint of arousal. I smirked to myself, pleased that I was having an effect on her and hoping that it wouldn't be too long before I could really show her how charming I could be.

"We found the note in your bag and take it your are kin to Fintan Brigant? May we know your name?" It felt out of character to be 'interrogating' this stranger so gently, I was used to no nonsense and no need for manners, but this woman was worth the effort.

Her eyes darted towards Pam who had seated herself in an armchair across from the end of the couch where I had sat, a moment of recognition in her eyes. She looked back at me as if weighing up whether to trust me or not. I could feel the uncertainty through the bond morph into resolve and she relaxed a little.

"I am Susanna Brigant, Grand daughter of Fintan Brigant, Great Granddaughter of Prince Niall Brigant." She hesitated and continued. "My grandpa told me that you would keep me safe, we had to flee Faerie…" She stopped, her eyes filling with tears.

"Why did you have to leave, what of your kin?" I hated it when women cried, but something deep inside of him wished I wasn't so hard-hearted so that I may comfort her. I kept my place, she was a stranger and I wanted to know the facts before I could fully trust her.

She sniffed and wiped her eyes on the back of her hand before answering.

"I have lived in the Prince's castle all my life but was born to a human family before being taken to live in Fairy. My human Grandmother and grandpa Fintan were…in a relationship and it was discovered that I had the spark when I was born and would be required by Fae law to help multiply the race…" She trailed off, obviously reluctant to elaborate.

"But you had to leave because it became unsafe for you?" I encouraged her, intrigued.

"Yes, my grandpa killed another Fairy and disobeyed Niall's orders, we left together but he could not come with me." She looked sad at this.

"Why?" She looked at him, hesitating. "To all three, the killing, the orders and so on…" I gestured with my hand for her to explain.

She looked distraught, this was going to be difficult for her, I could tell. I could feel fear and uncertainty, shame and anger all at the same time.

"The Fairy was…hurting me and grandpa rescued me from him and from Niall…I was essentially a prisoner and grandpa took me from the castle against orders to the portal, but I had to stay to build up resistance to Niall. I'll probably never see him again!" Her words broke into sobs and she buried her face in her hands.

As I was digesting the facts, Pam had crept over to Susanna and crouched in front of her, holding a hand to her hair and stroking it.

"Ssh little one, you're free now and I…we will not let any harm come to you." To say I was stunned at Pam was an understatement. First the maternal type behaviour in my office and now this.

Susanna had removed her hands from her face and looked into Pam's eyes, giving her a little smile and a nod.

"I apologise, it has been an overwhelming time for me. I only found out recently about my heritage and why I was brought to Fairy. When I reached maturity 8 nights ago I struggled to accept my fate, as did grandpa and he risked everything to help me escape. Then….then the cemetery…the Vampire. I am truly grateful to you for your aid."

She directed her comment mainly to Pam but the gratitude was directed to him and the sincerity in her eyes and what I felt through the bond almost warmed my stone cold heart. She still didn't say what this dead Fairy had done to her but I hoped to get the information out of her later, maybe Pam could find out?

"You have no need to apologise; you have been through an ordeal. I will honour your Grandfathers request but you will need to do as I say or my promise to keep you safe will be redundant." I appreciated her sentiment and felt the desire to comfort her as Pam was, but couldn't be seen to be fawning over a female. Emotions were weakness and weakness could be exploited.

"Yes, yes of course, thank you." There was no hesitation in her acceptance of my condition, not that she had any choice if she wanted to remain alive. The risks involved with harbouring a human Fae hybrid were high; she would be on the top of every Vampire's wish list.

Not wanting to expose that I'd been spying on her earlier and knew that she had hardly eaten I took out my phone ready to text an order to the restaurant 'Luna'.

"I sense that you are hungry, have you eaten?" I asked innocently.

"I am a little hungry, how do you know this?" She frowned at him in question.

"I can hear your stomach is empty. Also, I have given you blood which allows me to sense your…wellbeing and emotions. Pam has too….in the cemetery, do you remember?" She looked contemplative for a moment and I could feel the recognition and distress as she was remembering the events of last night.

"Yes, I think I do remember, you saved me from that vile man…" Susanna looked appreciatively at Pam and then stiffened and whispered "…what will your blood do to me, will I become a Vampire?"

Pam answered before I had a chance. "No, that process is a lot more involved. Our blood has healing properties and, as I said, we will be able to sense where and how you are. It may also make you feel stronger and have very pleasant dreams." Pam's eyebrow raised and she smirked knowingly.

Susanna was frowning at these facts, digesting them for what seemed forever, but in reality was only a minute. She looked oblivious to Pam's thinly veiled intimation and reached up to her neck distractedly.

"I must thank you again for sharing your blood. The giving of blood in Fairy is revered and therefore I value the sentiment in which you gave it. I owe you my life and will be in your debt." She stood and bowed to each of us before sitting down again.

The awe of her promise was felt both ways between mine and Pam's bond. A debt owed by a Fairy was binding and not given lightly. I felt resolved to trust her and would do what I could to make her feel safe.

"You are welcome. I hope that you will come to enjoy your new life in the human world. I imagine everything is strange and new to you?"

"Yes, yes it is. I never stepped foot out of my chamber before yesterday, I am amazed at everything! Your home is beautiful and your grounds are like nothing I imagined." I smiled at her praise. She was beaming with appreciation and wonder. I liked how she smiled and hoped to see it more now that she was relaxing.

As I was mesmerized by her smile, Pam picked up on something she said.

"You were not allowed from your room, ever?" Pam looked appalled.

Susanna shook her head. "No, I was kept in my room all my life and until recently never thought anything of it….I thought it was a normal way of life. I could see the forest from my window though…" She looked the two of us, suddenly embarrassed at our astonished reaction at her revelation.

"You are not a prisoner here Susanna, you may roam the house and grounds as much as you wish. I just ask that you do not wander from the boundary of my property, unless you are escorted. I, Pam or a guard will escort you whenever we go out."

"Thank you, thank you so much! I never realised how much I love being outdoors, especially in the sun. Hold on….go out, go out where?" She stood abruptly and sank to her knees in front of me clasping her hands. She looked so excited, it was infectious and I chuckled at the change in her demeanour. I couldn't help but imagine her in a similar situation but both of us with fewer clothes on. I took her hands gently and stroked her fingers with my thumbs. Pam caught my eye and I just shot her a warning look.

"There is much to see and experience in this world Susanna. Pam and I own a bar in the nearest town along with many other businesses. We shall take you there later after you have eaten." I had to admit I wasn't looking forward to taking her to Fangtasia, it wasn't the ideal place for a Fairy princess to hang out, but I had business to attend to and didn't want to let her out of my sight.

"I'm very excited to experience new things, I have only read about the human world and am ignorant as to what is fact and what is fiction" she replied honestly.

"Fangtasia, our bar is a Vampire bar. You may find it a little…intimidating but do not fear Susanna, I am a powerful and respected member of the Vampire community, as is Pam and no harm shall come to you through our association." At least I hoped not and not if I could help it, I would claim her as Mine and any Vampire attempting to interfere with her would feel my wrath. I decided it was too early to contemplate a mutual bond as I had only just met her and shook the thought from my head. At that thought, I supposed I should give her a quick lesson on Vampire etiquette.

"Susanna, there are certain ways that Vampires and Humans behave around each other and it is necessary that you try to adhere to our ways. I hope that this is acceptable to you, otherwise you will be strictly limited in your freedom. Our two 'races' have co-existed for over fifty years and whilst that co-existence is fairly amicable, humans are not regarded highly to Vampires and most expect subservience." I paused for a moment to let her digest this information. She just nodded and I thought I felt a twinge of disappointment through the bond.

I continued, taking her silence for acceptance. "Vampires expect humans to respect that they are a superior beings, which for the most part they are. We are immortal, have superior strength and senses and ultimately feed on human blood, unless we choose to drink synthetic blood of course." I noticed that she swallowed hard at this part and she rose to sit next to me, releasing my hands.

"Will I…will you want to feed from me?" She was trembling now and I could tell that she found the concept frightening. I hoped to the Gods that she would allow it as I could only wonder how amazing she would taste, especially in the throes of passion. Not wishing to reinforce her fear, but feeling a need to placate her I chose my words carefully.

"I would consider you sharing your blood with me a special gift Susanna, but one that you give voluntarily. It can be a very pleasurable experience for both parties." I glanced down at her neck and surreptitiously licked my lips causing her to gasp and her heart rate speed up. Did I also detect the tiniest hint of her arousal too? I could only hope.

"There will be Vampires that are extremely attracted to your scent and will make…advances towards you. It is your choice, but I would feel reassured of your safety if you were to allow me to declare you mine…my human. I would not want to advertise your Fae blood as I am sure that your Grandfather has told you about its effect on Vampires, yes?" I didn't have to wait long for her answer.

"Yes!" She blurted out. Her brow was furrowed and she looked scared. I tilted my head, frowning to indicate I needed further explanation.

She took my hands again, gripping them tightly. "I mean…if you would like to…or need to…feed on me, I would agree to it and be yours. I don't want to be drained though….will it hurt?" She was adorable, so vulnerable and innocent that I couldn't help but soften my expression.

"No. I should never want to harm you little one and am honoured that you agree to be mine." I almost couldn't believe the tenderness of my own words, what was this woman doing to me? It was as if she had cast a spell and bewitched me. I would endeavour to make her mine in every sense of the word. I didn't just want ownership; I wanted her to desire me too and to yield to me willingly. My mind ran away with me at the thought of her writhing in ecstasy below me as I made love to her and drank her delicious blood. I would be spoiled for all others.

It was obvious to her that I was aroused as she looked coyly at me through her lashes, her arousal invading my nostrils and causing my fangs to snick down. Susanna didn't flinch this time, she just looked at them curiously. For the past few minutes Pam had sat silently, smugly allowing me to dig myself further into my growing infatuation. I silently chastised myself for succumbing so easily and so quickly, but this woman was just so damn alluring!

"Is that something you want to do now?" She asked, barely a whisper.

The blood pooled in her cheeks as she flushed with what I felt was shyness and veiled lust. I felt a sudden irrational jealousy at the thought of anyone else looking at her, let alone touching her. I wanted to be alone with her and now.

"Leave us Pam" I ordered and although I felt reluctance through the bond, she complied without question.

As Pam left us alone in the room, Susanna started to fidget and she blushed as I reached out to touch her hair. It was soft and silky and I twisted a handful in my fingers and brought it to my nose to smell it. I closed my eyes at the wonderful scent and moved a little closer to her taking one of her hands that was still holding mine, up to my face to scent the skin at her wrist. Groaning at the thought of sinking my fangs into the delicate flesh I forced myself to slow down. I wasn't sure how experienced she was, but got the impression that she was somewhat innocent. If she had been taken to Fairy to breed, she must have been with one or more Fae males. Then again, she had mentioned that she had reached maturity just over a week ago, so perhaps her experience was limited.

Not wishing to jeopardize what I hoped would be a phenomenal union; I turned her wrist and kissed her hand in a true gentlemanly fashion. The whole time I hadn't noticed that she had her eyes closed and felt only pleasurable emotions from her.

"May I kiss you Susanna?" She opened her eyes and I looked up from her lips to search for my answer.

She smiled at me and nodded quickly. I moved closer and so they were but inches away and took her the side of her face in my large hand, holding it tenderly. Lowering my face to hers I closed my lips and breathed in her scent as I touched my lips to hers. My mouth watered at her luscious aroma my body thrummed with desire. She responded by pressing her lips back and tightened the already vice like grip she had on my hand. I couldn't hold myself back and opened my mouth to taste her lips as my hand wound into to hair and I groaned out loudly. My tongue snaked into her mouth meeting hers and their velvet surfaces caressed each others languidly. She whimpered into my mouth and increased the pressure of her lips and tongue as she suddenly threaded her fingers into the hair at the back of my neck pulling it hard.

I pulled her towards me, sliding the hand in her hair down her back to her bottom and lifted her onto me as I sat back on the couch. She was breathing heavily now and enthusiastically pushed herself into my erection. They kissed passionately, lips wet and tongues stroking at every pass, both of their hands still tangled in each others hair.

Lost in desire I growled sexily. "Susanna, I must have you, yield to me…please?" I begged.

She mewled into my mouth and put one hand on my chest, opening the button to slip her fingers inside my shirt to touch the smattering of hairs on my chest. She traced the outlines of my muscles and broke their kiss. I was sure that I had dreamt of her, her touch seemed so familiar, so right and I hung on her reply. I ran my hands over her hips and back up again, allowing my thumbs to graze the underside of her breasts through the silky fabric of her top. I wanted to palm them and suck on her nipples but held back. I had never had to ask permission before, always taking what I wanted, but now I felt desperate to be wanted and for her to take me.

Gazing into my eyes, the azure of her irises mesmerizing me she reached up and gathered her hair, twisting it together and resting it over one shoulder. Reaching up to cup the back of my head, she bared her neck to him and pulled my head to her throat.

I inhaled deeply and placed tender wet kisses from her jaw to behind her ear and then languidly ran my tongue over her jugular. I hesitated, needing confirmation of her assent. "Are you sure?"

"I am…about you feeding from me…but I am afraid of what else you…expect from me" her eyes bore into mine and understood her fear. She was afraid that I would expect sex from her, almost like she knew I had been thinking it. I wondered what had happened to her in her captivity and resolved myself to be patient and let her tell me when she was ready. She was so precious and I did not want her to fear me or feel she had to yield to me out of obligation. That kind of sex was rarely satisfying.

"I have no expectations of you Susanna. Sharing your blood with me is more than enough, for now." I couldn't help but smile seductively at her, hoping she would understand my meaning.

She closed her eyes, sighing gently and tilted her head once again and I moaned in delight as I sank my fangs into the lush skin of her neck. We both cried out in ecstasy and I felt myself close to climax. I could feel the intensity of her arousal through the bond and sent waves of lust and adoration to her. As the ambrosia of her blood flowed over my tongue and down my throat, my climax burst from me at the same time I felt her trembling above me. Small whimpers accompanied her fingers digging into my shoulders where her hands had slipped into my shirt and I shouted in my native tongue as I pulled my mouth from her neck and licked the punctures closed. I buried my face into her neck and kissed a trail up to her mouth, holding her head in both my hands.

"Mina gudar, du ar fantastisk!"

I didn't expect a reply but you could have struck me down with a feather when she replied, "De tar du med Eric."

Translation: "Mina gudar, du ar fantastisk!" = "My Gods, you are amazing"

"De tar du med Eric" = "You are too Eric"

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