Chapter 22

Later that evening at Club Ampersand…

SPOV

We had been having a wonderful night. We danced and drank like the evening would never end (with me having only non-alcoholic beverages). Eric, always one to go over and beyond, had reserved the entire V.I.P. section. The majority of the club patrons were jealous with envy. It reminded me of the fangbangers at Fangtasia…to the 10th power! Women and about half the men had all consuming thoughts of having sex with one or more of us. Happy that no one had plans to attack us, I just ignored them. The ladies and I got much comic relief from those few that had the gumption to approach. One such woman gave us the most entertainment this evening.

Vivian was the epitome of high-priced, surgically-riddled, eye candy that you would expect to see in a club such as this. TMZ was in full force at both the front and back entrances, hoping to take that 'news worthy' picture of one of the many celebrities in attendance. Wearing a scrap of silver material that hung off one shoulder (with no bra mind you), a pair of white leather skinny pants and glittery stilettos, she watched our group for about 15 minutes before she made her move. Her red die-job reminded me of Arlene's. I thank the Gods it wasn't her. I might have killed her in the bathroom. At that moment, the ladies and I were relaxing and drinking in our section. We were laughing our hearts out.

The men were congregated at the bar. Apparently, the club owner had obtained a rare bottle of blood which was a mixture from several supernatural beings that had been extinct for centuries. Minus Carlyle, who was making out with Esme in the corner, our guys were trading stories about all the different supernaturals they had met over the years.

The owner had just started to fill their glasses when she made her move.

EPOV

"The sex was fine until she began to climax and let out a sound that literally made my ears bleed," Godric recalled. He had all of our attention until the blood bag approached. She slithered over to us. She came right in between Godric and Vayl, pushed pass them purposely. They both made slight adjustments in their stances so to not touch her. Seeming to ignore those around her, she leans over the bar to bat her eyes at the owner.

"Adam, darling! You're looking especially handsome tonight. Can you get a lady a drink?" He rolled his eyes and let out an exaggerated sigh.

"Vivian. You are looking your…usual self. Haven't found a victim for the evening yet?" I did not have to read his thoughts to know that this whore would do anything for the attentions of anyone with a black card. Before she could respond, he continued, "Wait your turn. You see that I'm helping some worthy customers at the moment."

She pretends to look around and realize that she has snugly place herself in the middle of our group. "Oh, pardon me. I didn't realize. By all means." Her eyes twinkled with possibility as she gazed at us.

"Excuse me" she starts as she undresses Vayl with her eyes. "Do I know you? I feel like we've met before."

"You are mistaken. I am visiting friends with my family." Although Vayl's voice sounded polite and sincere, we all heard the annoyance dripping with his every word. She turned to face him fully and showcase her double D cups.

"That's wonderful! Tell me that you are the single member of your family." She exclaims, light touching his arm. Before she could begin to pet him, I stepped in. There was a slight twitch in his face when she made contact with him and his thoughts immediately when dark.

"Excuse me, ma'am. Unfortunately for you, he is happily married. We will be out of your way in just a moment." As soon as she looked at me, she had totally forgotten about Vayl. Damn me and my good looks.

"And who are you to be speaking for him?" she asked saucily.

"Mmm. I am many things. One of which is the friend he is visiting. Another is the King of Louisiana." Giving her my most bored glare, I continued, "Why do not you be a good little girl and go find your victim somewhere else? I thought I saw Justin Beiber over there." I point in some random direction. Those who had remained to watch this little show – Godric, Vayl, Sinclair, and Dave – started chuckling. She did not like that at all, but she was thinking that her sassy attitude would get her somewhere with me.

"Oh, I've heard of you. Wow! I didn't know that the state's top vamp was so sexy."

"You must not get out much." I replied.

"Well, I hear that you are the one that doesn't come out, even at night." I was somewhat intrigued on what human gossip was saying about us.

"What have you heard?" I asked.

"I know that you used to own that vampire bar in Shreveport. Then you became King and turned into a reclose. I thought maybe you were grotesque or something, but…" pausing to look up and down my body "I see that is definitely not the case. I guess you've been too caught up in the pleasures of flesh to emerge."

Just as I was about the respond, Sinclair interrupted. "I guess I haven't been out in a while. I don't remember human women being this…brazen with their prostitution activities?"

"Prostitute?! Oh baby, you couldn't afford me if I was. But no, I'm not." Her tone is cool and calm. "Anyway…what are your plans for the night? Or are you going to play with your little buddies all night?" she said to me. I just could not help myself.

"Well…Vivian is it? I plan on slamming those shots that Adam has ready for us and them I am going to grab a beautiful blonde with curves in all the right places and fuck her senseless until the sun rises."

"Blonde? You are a King! You shouldn't waste you time with some ditsy dimwit. Red heads are some much more adventurous." She purred. She took a step closer. As if it were a choreographed dance, the guys repositioned themselves to get a better view. Dave and Sinclair moved to join Godric and Vayl, whom were now standing behind her.

"Trust me when I say that you could not handle being with me and what I have planned. So scurry along and find a musician or actor to amuse." Having played with her long enough, I grab one of the shots and raise it. "Gentlemen?" They all grab a shot, with Dave opting out for a shot of Kettle One, and they saluted with me. We 'slam them back' and place the glasses down.

"Your loss, buddy." She finally walks away, swaying her hips in enticement.

"Vayl, you are one lucky bastard. I can imagine how Jazz would have handled that if she saw that" Dave stated. We all took a moment to think on it and burst into peels of laughter.

"It would have been most unfortunate. Not only for that woman, but for Adam. I doubt his establishment would survive."

"What about you guys? Has anything like that happened to ya'll" Oh, Midwesterners and their lingo.

"In the past, I used to have these sorts of problems. But that was about 1500 years ago. In my most recent years, I tend to stay clear of places and situations like this." To look like the eternal teenage hot throb, you would think he would be more social. "Believe me; my child loves this type of thing and had no problems picking up my slack, along with his own."

"That used to true, until said blonde walked into my bar." I replied.

"Why do I have the feeling that you are attempting to be modest? Trust me, you are not pulling it off." Sinclair said and I roared with laughter. I looked over to my wife. Our eyes met and I knew that giving up that bachelor life was the best choice I ever made.

SPOV

Having watched the whole exchange and knowing that it was just the beginning, I made no move to intervene or alert the ladies. Watching Eric dismiss that slut turned me on a little. Vivian, on the other hand, brought back my more jealous side. I hadn't had these feelings in so long that I forgot what it felt like to watch another women come on to my husband.

The guys eventually returned and we all made it back to the dance floor. The music was pumping and we were all grinding, lost to the beat and contact. I twirled around and placed my ass on Eric, causing him to grind his hips even closer. All of sudden, he stiffened behind me. We both turned to see that Vivian had returned.

"For a vampire, I though you had better taste. Then again, I should have known since you did try to reject me." She did a little spin and walked off. Eric started to follow her as I felt his rage begin to rise, but I stopped him.

"Hey. Don't worry about…that. Your wife still wants to dance." I said sweetly. He features softened and grabbed my hand, spinning me at vampire speed. We continued to dance for another three songs before nature called.

"I'll be right back, baby." I said and pulled away from him.

"Do not be long." He replied along with a wave of lust. I blushed and went to find my ladies. They weren't far, so I grabbed Jazz with one hand and Suzie with the other. Pulling them away, I yelled over my shoulder, "We'll just be a minute, boys." Then, I was off to find Betsy. We had to walk to the DJ booth as she was making some requests, Sinclair standing guard not far away.

"Bets!" She looked in my direction and I nodded to towards to restrooms. She nodded in agreement. Being done with the DJ, she walks over and whispers to Sinclair. He kisses her quickly and moves to head back to our area. Instead of following him down the stairs from the raised booth, she jumps over the railing into the crowd. Moments later, we were convening outside of the restroom area.

"Was that really necessary?" I asked. It was awesome, but damn.

"I'm feeling good. Shit happens. Plus, I'm a Vampire Queen. I have to take advantage of the perks." She replied and we all laughed. We walked into the ladies restroom to find all the stalls were occupied. We moved to look at ourselves in the mirror. We primped and freshened up while I waited, since I was the only who had to go.

I suddenly got a glimpse of someone's thoughts. It was image of me from one of the stalls. I realized right away that it was Vivian. I was feeling mischievous and decided to have some fun.

"OMG! Did you see that red head?" I asked my sisters. Betsy and Jazz shock their heads 'no'.

"Yea, I saw her. I wasn't impressed. Is that what is passing for a high-priced, piece of ass here?" Suzie asked.

"I guess so. I feel sorry for her…and her hair. She should shoot whoever did her die job." I replied. Having heard enough and feeling 'oh-so-confident, she emerged from the stall. Betsy moved from her perch on the wall and moved closer to the door. With an opening at the four sinks now available, in between Jazz and me, she steps forward.

"I couldn't help but overhear…were you referring to me?" she asked. She sure had balls. I wonder if they came with her boob job.

"Yes. I was. I was being totally honest when I said that you should shoot your hairdresser." I answered. She washed her hands and snorted at my reply.

"Well, thank you for your unnecessary assessment. If you'll excuse me, I have a big blonde vamp to conquer." She retorted. She dried her hands and moved to walk to the door. She was stopped by Jazz.

"Are you talking about the tall one? The Adonis that looks like a model? Whoa! He is so hot!" she exclaims.

"That's the one. He's stubborn, but the ones with the most potential usually are. If you come back here tomorrow night, I can tell you how he was. I have a feeling he won't disappoint." I'm a true believer in people having high hopes, but when it included my husband, their ambitions are irrelevant. Before I could respond, Betsy beat me to it.

"Oh, Sookie. I understand why you are felt sorry for her."

"Sookie? That's your name and you feel sorry for me?" she laughed. Suzie didn't like this and was about to show her dislike when I shook my head at her.

"My name is just fine the way it is. Just like my body and boobs. These are natural, unlike yours which are filled with a poisonous concoction that will probably cause your death. Unless someone does the world a favor and ends you soon."

"Is that a threat? If so, then don't think that because you have back-up that you have any chance of taken me on. You are a non-factor, bitch. Don't be upset." Bait, line, and sink her.

"I don't need my sisters to handle you. I think that you are so pathetic that you don't have a snowball's chance in hell of getting that Adonis you were jabbering about. I think that your fake body, fucked up hair and poor attitude will be your own undoing." I challenged. Her thoughts confirmed that I had played her like a fiddle.

"Not only will I be going home with him, but I may convince him to bring you along to watch. I do so love an audience." With that, she walked to the door. After a stare down with Betsy, which Viv loss and had to ask to be let out, she was gone.

"Are you sure you want to play this game, Sookie?" Betsy asked. I understood her trepidation for this could out of hand very easily if I let.

"Oh, yea. This isn't about a 'supe' versus a 'human'. We've all dealt with people turning their noses up at us because they think they're better. I am expecting to get much pleasure out of this." I said as I entered one of the stalls.

"In the Nightside, it would have been a fight to the death. I would have snatch that fuckery of a hairstyle from her head and removed those implants on the dance floor. I have a rep to maintain. Are you not worried about that?" It was Suzie's turn to worry. As I started washing my hands, I answered their concerns.

"If she were a vampire, then I would have used violence. Same would be true if she was even a supe, but she's neither. She's just some human bimbo that enjoys being used for other's amusement." With an empty bladder and clean hands, we leave to return to our family.

EPOV

I was just about to call the guards when Sookie emerged from the ladies room. With Betsy, Jazz, and Suzie in tow, I was happy that she had protection with her, even though I new she more than able take care of herself and them simultaneously.

My dick hardened the closer she got. When she approached the table, which held me, my maker, and my two partners-in-crime, I was finally able to relax. Having been leaning forward with my elbows on the table, I sat back and pushed my chair back. Without a word spoken between us, my lover took her seat in my lap.

Just after another around of drinks had been deposit amongst our group, I spied the redhead moving closer to our area. Although none of them moved to look in her direction, all three of the men knew what the twitch of my right eye meant. Trouble was coming…closer.

When Sinclair stated that she was 'brazen', I do not believe any of us could have imagined the next events would occur.

Casually entering the V.I.P. area as if she belonged there, she walked right up to our table.

"I see you learned your place. It's so nice of you to keep my seat warm." You could have heard a pin drop. It was like the music and all sound stopped as soon as she finished her soon-to-be last words. All four of us bared our fangs at her, but she was unfazed.

"Your seat? Not only are you sad, but you're pathetic too? Tsk. Tsk." Sookie responded. I tried to make eye contact with her, but she blocked me from her mind and shut down the bond. If she had not squeezed my hand to calm me, I would have this waste of blood in front of everyone in the club.

"Bitch, you are just a little to sassy. We can take this outside if you really think you have a shot." That got the attention of the rest of our nest. Jazz and Suzie immediately stood from their seats. Betsy, who had been standing near Cassandra and Esme, slowly made her way over to Sinclair.

"I thought I told you to scurry along, blood bag. You have nothing that any of us want. We have what we need already here with us." I said this as I wrapped my arm around Sookie's waist. I was getting very irritated. The venue was completely wrong and with everything going on, the last thing we needed was some bad P.R. to interfere with the war we are about to wage.

"Blood bag?" she said confused as if she had never heard the term before.

"Baby. She's ignorant and doesn't know what that means." Sookie said to me. Turning towards the whore, she continued. "Let me educate you. A blood bag is a term used to describe how insignificant a human, such as you, is to the vampire who says it. It's equal to being called a 'filthy cunt' or 'skanky whore'." We were all shocked. Sookie's antagonizing attitude was doing something down below.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!" she screamed. Her fists were clenched, ready to swing.

"Why are you so upset about being call those names? Isn't that what your brother called you when you were little and he forced his cock in your mouth when your parents weren't home? I know you remember those pet names well."

That turned out to be the last straw. As soon as the whore raised her fist back to swing at my lover, my child grabbed her by the wrist and held it there.

"I'm supposed to be partying. Not bouncing an establishment I don't even own." She drawled in her typical, bored tone.

"Lover?" I said.

"Why the fuck are you calling his slut 'lover'? You just met her and now you are all hugged up?" We all laughed at that one. She really needed to get out more.

Leaning close to her ear, my child tightened her grip on the woman and whispered to her, "Not that it is any of your fucking business, but he" pointing at me "is my maker and King of this state. She" now pointing at Sookie "is my mistress, his Queen, and his wife. If you value your life in any way, you will pick your jaw up off the floor and get the fuck out of here. Otherwise, I will glamour you to meet us in the woods so we can spend the rest of the night playing baseball with your head. What shall it be?" Sookie allowed me to have complete access to her again and we both sent Pam our love and pride. I believe, even Godric, got in on that moment. She shivered, her smile was so beautiful that it reminded me of the night I first saw her.

"I'LL LEAVE! PLEASE! LET ME GO!" Pam released her. She was screaming and crying as she made her way back to the bathroom.

"I see I have rubbed off on my Mistress" my child exclaimed. We were so caught up in the altercation that we did not realized that the club was about to be raided by the human government. Not wanting to be involved, our security team made a path and we vamped out of the club before the first human official made it in the door. Our nest mates, who lacked the ability of supernatural speed, and chose to retire for the evening, were driven back by the guards. The rest of us met outside for a brief moment before heading in separate directions. Although Sookie and I could have 'popped' anywhere, I was not having that. With her wrapped around my torso like a barnacle, I took to the sky.

The beauty of the city, with its twinkling lights, held no comparison to the twinkle in the eyes of my lover. The way she continues to surprise me after all this time is clear evidence that I am more than fortunate. I would still feel this way, even without the new powers or my unborn sons. At the most fundamental level, my happiness is Sookie and she will be for eternity.

Author's Notes:

There's never a dull moment when the gang goes out to play. Don't get discouraged, I have some much needed violence to mix with more lemons on the way. Hang in there.

*All characters in this chapter belong to their respective authors. Vivian was an original creation.

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