Spellbound

Chapter 77

I hope that you all enjoy this chapter. I made it extra long because I won't be able to post the week of the 8th. I have to go out of town for my job. I own the story but these truly amazing characters belong to Ms. Harris. Enjoy!

"Keep Detective Beck waiting at the restaurant," Eric ordered. "Make him believe that he missed us. Tell him that we waited on him but he took too long and we had no other choice but to leave. Wait a few minutes and then tell him that we've learned nothing new. Not yet."

Pam sneered. She hated the idea of having to be nice to a human; especially Detective Beck. There was nothing at all that is appealing about that human. He completely disgusted her. With her hands on her hips, she began patting her high heeled foot. "I hope like hell that you don't expect me to be nice to him. He's a jerk and a human."

Sookie snickered.

Eric stared at Pam. "Just show him that sterling personality of yours and everything should be just fine."

A broad and genuinely happy smile spread across Pam's normally emotionless face. "Thank you, master. No one can quite capture my personality with such beautiful and accurate words the way that you can. It amazes me that no one else can see me as you do."

Sookie laughed even harder. It was more than obvious that Pam didn't notice the hint of sarcasm that oozed from Eric's 'compliment'.

"You've made me very happy," Pam proclaimed. She then winked at Sookie and Eric before she blurred out of sight.

Taking Sookie's hand into his, Eric looked down at her and asked, "Ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," she answered. "You know that she's going to glamor something totally inappropriate into his memories, right?"

Eric chuckled. "I'd be surprised if she didn't."

Once they were in the car and on their way to visit Felicia, Sookie said, "André almost got away with killing my kinsmen. I know that we've figured out why he's doing what he's doing but we don't know why."

"Mmm," Eric said absently.

"I mean, why would he risk everything for blood? He didn't have to kill them. Since they weren't telepathic or had any of the normal fae traits, he could've glamoured them," she observed. "I remember this one time, Claudine knew of a fae boy and he wasn't telepathic. He was extremely attractive and women flocked to him but that's as far as his gifts went. He could be glamoured by vampires. He could be fed on by vampires." She turned to look at Eric and asked, "Do you think that he even bothered to try and glamor them?"

"I don't," Eric answered. "As far as why he'd risk everything, I'd say that it is because he's André."

"I don't get it." She looked at him and waited for an explanation.

"I'm a vampire, Sookie."

"I know. I'm married to you."

"André's a vampire."

"I know. I've met him."

"Vampires are the superior race. We are …"

Sookie lifted her hand in the halt motion. "Excuse me? The superior race? If you vampires are so superior, why is your leader so stupid? He could've kept a fae lover and fed from her on a nightly basis to extract the silver poisoning from his system. But no," she said. "This idiot kidnaps those girls and kills them. He could've asked them if he could synthesize her blood. They could've done it together. Can you imagine the power that they would've had if they'd worked together?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, she knew that Eric was right.

A smirk appeared on his face. "As I said before, vampires are the superior race."

"Hmpf," she said. "I don't know about you guys being the superior race but I will give you this one."

Eric's bountiful laugh filled the small space of the car. "Anyway, lover, power means everything to a vampire. The power that a vampire would wield over the vampire world would be phenomenal. He wouldn't want to share that power. He would want to wield that power alone."

"And getting a halfling with a hint of vampire blood in it will make it so that no one will know that she didn't give her blood up willingly. That's why Bill fed them his blood. A cover up," she whispered.

"Hence Amelia," Eric concluded. "She's Bill's lover. She's had his blood multiple times. She's let him claim her to others in the human and the supe world. $5.00 to a dime, that he's still feeding her his blood."

"It's that simple," Sookie said. She looked at Eric and nodded her head and smiled. "You're very smart … for a vampire." She tried hiding her smile as she looked straight ahead but her amusement filled the bond.

"I'll that as a compliment coming from a faery."

Sookie giggled. "You know what I'm wondering? I'm wondering why no one has never thought of that before … synthesizing hybrid blood. It could be quite profitable. It would've been easy to do and no one would've had to be hurt or die. Sadly, we don't keep track of human/fae hybrids. If I had known of them … if I had taken the time to search them out, this never would've happened." She began nodding. "Once we take over the council, we are going to have to include them in on our protection. They shouldn't have to suffer. They never should've been ignored."

He reached over and gave her thigh a gentle squeeze. "You can't blame yourself. This is no more your fault than it is mine."

"If I'd kept track of them, known them, made them aware of whom I am and what I can do for them, they wouldn't be dead," she said. "So, yes, it is my fault. I should've done more and I will do more. I have to."

Eric stopped the car at the street light and turned to face his wife. He placed his hands on either side of her face. "We are doing all that we can. I will not allow this. You will not blame yourself the actions of others. You have always done the best that you can and you've done nothing less. Do you hear me?"

She nodded.

"I don't want a nod, Sookie. I want a yes. Do you hear me?"

"Yes."

"You understand that this is not your fault."

She started to nod but stopped herself. "I do."

He kissed the tip of her nose and placed his hands back on the steering wheel just as the light turned green. As they drove along, the car was quiet. Their hundreds of questions were milling about in their minds. The many concerns filled the bond.

"I'm not going to lose you."

"You won't," he said as he turned to look at her.

Though he appeared to be as cool and as calm as he usually is, his anger radiated off of him. She could smell it. She could feel it as it wrapped around her and the baby like a warm and protective blanket. His very determination made her feel better. It made her feel safe. It let her know that with Eric, they would always be protected. They would always be safe. She placed her hand on his knee and basked in the warmth and protection of his anger.

"My dearest love," she said.

"Wait until you witness my anger and protection, my lover," he said as he took his eyes off of the road and looked fully at her. "You will marvel in it. You will love it."

Biting into her lip, she smiled seductively at him. "I know I will."

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Eric and Sookie parked in front of Felicia's apartment building. Just as they got out of the car, Gervais appeared from the shadows to meet them. He bowed to them. "Eric," he said with a nod. To Sookie, he gave a deep bow. "It's always a pleasure to see you, Mrs. Northman."

"It's good to see you as well, Gervais. I wish that it was under better circumstances." She gave him a slight nod. "I hope that all is well with you and your lovely wife, Carla."

At the mention of his wife's name, Gervais' eyes lit up. "She's still driving me mad and I'm still enjoying every minute of it."

Her laughter filled the night air.

Though the banter was friendly, jealousy began to creep upon Eric. It was no surprise that she has that effect on everyone. He was used to it ... or at least, he should be. He pulled Sookie into his body and wrapped his arm around her. He glared angrily at Gervais as he watched him.

Sookie could feel his jealousy as it rolled through her. She lovingly placed her hand to his chest and rested her head on him. "Please tell your beautiful Carla that Eric and I said hello. It would be a pleasure to be able to sit down and meet with her. Eric tells me that she is quite a delight."

Eric looked down at Sookie and almost called her out on the fictional comment that she'd Gervais about how Eric feels about Carla. She's a ball buster and she's the rudest human he's ever met. He's told Sookie this several times.

Gervais laughed. "I doubt that Eric actually said that but thanks just the same. Carla has been pestering me about inviting you and the Viking to dinner. If you have the time, we'd love to have you over."

"It would be our pleasure," Sookie replied with a smile.

With a little extra something in his voice, Eric said, "If you'd stop focusing all of your attention on my faery princess, would you mind telling me what I want to know?" Needless to say, he didn't bother trying to hide his anger or his jealousy.

Gervais nodded. He was all business once again. "She's in her apartment. No vampires, other than your vampires, have been here."

"Thank you for your help, Gervais," Sookie said. "It is much appreciated."

"You're welcome, Mrs. Northman and Eric?" he said.

"Yes," he answered rather rigidly.

With his back tall and his eyes on his superior's face, Gervais said, "I would never disrespect you or your marriage by flirting with your wife." With that said, the vampire blurred from sight.

"That was rude, Eric," Sookie whispered as she looked up at him.

Still gripping Sookie's hand, he pulled her with him in the direction of the apartment. "He'll get over it," he answered. He didn't feel an ounce of regret and he meant each word he'd spoken.

Sookie shook her head as she said, "There's no need for jealousy." She then added, "It is quite flattering though."

The lovers laughed until they reached Felicia's apartment door. The fun stopped instantly. Their faces were blank as Eric knocked on the door. He had to knock several times because of the loud music but the woman finally answered.

Felicia looked up at them. Her heart shaped face was as open as her big doe eyes. Her brown eyes sparkled with life. Her chocolate brown ponytail bobbed up and down as she moved to the music. She smiled at the two strangers and waved. "How are you guys doing tonight?"

"Fine," Eric answered. "May we come in?"

Felicia shook her head and yelled, "What? I can't hear you."

"Turn down the music," Eric ordered.

Again, she shook her head. "I still can't hear you. Wait right here while I turn down the music." She winked at him and took off running to another room.

Sookie watched the girl as she ran; her eyes were filled with amusement. She could see why Amelia was attracted to the girl. She's quite lovely and she's filled with exuberance. She'd never seen a human so lively before tonight. She looked up at Eric and noticed that he too seemed to be quite taken with Felicia. A ghost of a smile appeared on his face as he watched her dance her way back to them. Sookie didn't notice that the girl was standing in front of them until she heard the girl's voice.

"So," she said. "How are you doing?" She was looking at Eric when she asked. Her eyes travelled over his body. She nodded and smiled admiringly at him.

"My husband and I are fine," Sookie answered. "You are Felicia?"

Her ponytail bobbed up and down as she nodded her head. "That's what they call me. And you are?"

Sookie placed her free hand on Eric's chest as she made the introduction. "Our names are Eric and Sookie Northman. May we come in and speak with you for a moment? We have a few questions to ask you … if you're not too busy," she quickly added.

"Sure," Felicia said as she waved them in. "Follow me. We'll go to the kitchen. I'm cooking my dinner." She waved at them over her shoulder as she beckoned them to follow her.

Sookie stepped in front of Eric as she waited for Felicia to lead the way. As they stood in the doorway, Felicia looked at Eric and smiled shyly at him as he closed the door behind them. Politely, he returned her smile. Sookie body's stiffened as anger coursed through her.

Eric noticed the change in Sookie's demeanor. "Is there something wrong?" he asked as he leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Do you sense something?"

Sookie looked up at him with hooded eyes but she wouldn't answer him. She wasn't quite sure that she should. The night would've ended a lot sooner than it was supposed to.

Eric searched the bond but found that Sookie had blunted it. "Sookie?" he said.

She looked up at her husband and smiled. "Everything's fine," she said. Her nod gave him that bit of assurance that she wanted him to have.

"Here ya go," Felicia called out. Pointing to the chairs that surrounded the table, she said, "You can sit over there if you want. Let me check on my dinner and I'll be ready to talk."

Eric pulled Sookie's chair out for her. Once she was seated, he took the chair next to hers; never releasing her hand from his. Sookie watched Felicia closely. The girl was calm and she seemed to be an honest person. She was accepting. There were no misleading thoughts going on in her mind. Regardless, she still needed to watch her.

Felicia didn't seem to notice. She was checking on her dinner as it cooked in the oven. After deciding that it wasn't quite ready, she leaned her backside against the handle of the oven and crossed her arms over her chest as she stared at her guests. "So," she said as she shrugged her shoulders. "What do you want?"

The corner of Eric's threatened to twitch into a smile. The girl amused him. She was standing her kitchen with a vampire and a fae and she was calm. She didn't seem to know fear at all. Her fearlessness was quite refreshing. He turned to look at Sookie and his ghost of a smile was gone. Sookie was angry.

No.

This time the smile didn't threaten to appear. It appeared. Sookie was jealous. That amused him even more. The smile vanished from his face he turned his attentions back to Felicia. "We have a few questions to ask you about Amelia Broadway. We heard that you are a friend of hers."

The life and exuberance slowly faded from Felicia's eyes. She walked to the table and sat in the chair at the end of the table. She dropped her head and asked, "Have you found her? Is she … is she …?" she trailed off.

Eric shook his head no. "We don't know where she is but we have an idea that she's still alive."

Tears fell from Felicia's eyes. "I miss her."

"We're sorry if coming here has caused you pain," Sookie said.

Eric wasn't sorry. They have a job to do. The girl would have to let go of her sorrow for a few minutes. She'll be fine. He then pulled a picture of Bill from his shirt pocket and slid it across the table in front of Felicia. "Do you know this vampire?"

Felicia wiped her eyes as she looked at the picture. She didn't try to hide her disgust as she looked at it. She slid the picture back across the table to Eric as she looked at him. "Yeah, I know him. He's an asshole. I've never trusted him," she said.

"Why?" Sookie asked.

"Look at him," she replied. "He's shifty eyed. He looks sneaky. And the fact that he was never really interested in Amelia was enough to make me not like him."

Eric and Sookie looked at each other. "What do you mean?" Eric asked.

Felicia rested her elbows on the table and chuckled as she shook her head. "Before they began 'dating' exclusively, he was always asking her to introduce him to her friends. She would ask him why. I could see that it hurt her. He could too but he didn't care. He'd tell her that it was because he wanted to check out the types of girls that his girlfriend was associating with and she fell for it."

"And you didn't?" Eric asked.

Cocking an eyebrow, Felicia asked, "Do I look fucking stupid?"

Eric laughed.

Sookie stared.

"Fucking vampire," Felicia mumbled. "I've learned that they can't be trusted."

"Careful," Sookie said. "My husband is a vampire."

"I wasn't talking about your husband, I was talking about that piece of shit Bill Compton," Felicia said. "Don't get all pissy."

Anger rolled off of Sookie in droves. Eric could feel her magic beginning to build. He leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips. "It's okay, lover. She wasn't speaking of me. There's no harm done." He turned to look at Felicia. "We haven't come here to hurt you. We're trying to find Amelia and we need your help. We need any information that you have that can help us to bring her home." He then gave her one of his devastatingly handsome smiled.

"Okay," she said as she smiled shyly at him. "And I didn't mean you, Eric."

Sookie's body stiffened with jealousy. It coursed through the bond. She'd never felt an emotion so strongly before in her life. She wanted to hurt Felicia. She wanted to hurt her and she wanted to take her time while doing it.

"Calm down, lover," Eric whispered. "She knows something. You have to calm down." He was staring at the wall in the other room that was behind Felicia.

Sookie closed her eyes and inhaled several times. She knew that if she hadn't, things wouldn't have fared well for the supe community. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled at Eric and then Felicia.

"I'll help you as much as I can," Felicia answered softly.

The devastatingly handsome smile was soon gone. "Now," Eric ordered. "Tell us how you know André."

Felicia's eyes widened. "I didn't know that you knew André." A look of complete idiocy appeared on her face. "I don't know why I'd think that you wouldn't know him. You look like an important vampire."

"He is," Sookie answered proudly.

Eric sat taller in his seat.

"I met him a function. It was at the college that I teach. He and Bill were together. André had been invited by the president of the school and because of the donations that he'd made." Shrugging her shoulders, she said, "I guess he decided to bring Bill instead of a date. How did you know that I know André?" she asked as she cocked her head and looked at Eric.

Using his head, he pointed at the picture on the wall behind her. "André has a similar picture hanging in his office. It's dated back to the 15th century. It's an original. Very beautiful," he nodded approvingly. "And very pricey; André has always been collector of art. It surprises me that he'd give such a rare painting away … to a human."

Felicia turned around and looked at it. She didn't seem to be too impressed with it. She turned to face Eric and Sookie; an uninterested look on her face. "I'm not really that impressed by it. It's not my style. It's okay."

Sookie chuckled. "Fucking humans," she said.

Eric smiled.

Felicia didn't hear her. She continued talking. "He gave it to me after I helped him get better."

"How could you help him?" Sookie asked.

"I'm a hematologist," Felicia answered.

Eric glanced at Sookie before returning his focus back to Felicia. "And André came to you for help?"

"Yes," she said. "They found me because of the ad that I'd placed in the college paper. Wait here," she said as she jumped out of her seat. She walked over to the buffet and opened the drawer and pulled on a newspaper. She placed it in front of Sookie and Eric before she sat down.

As they read over the ad, she told them why she'd placed it. "I ran the ad asking people with different blood types to come in and give me samples of their blood. I think that the $200.00 pay out is what made some college students answer it. They answered. I paid and voila," she said as she threw her hands out to her side. "I began my experiment."

"Experiment?" Eric asked.

"It's quite fascinating," Felicia said. "I used the blood that has no type and I've found cures for certain supernatural ailments." Felicia walked over to the oven and checked on her food. She put the mitt on and pulled her dinner from the oven. "One second," she said as she removed the aluminum foil from the meal. She turned off the oven before walking to the refrigerator. "Would either of you like a drink?"

"You have Tru Blood?" Eric asked.

"Yeah," she answered. "Why wouldn't I? You're not the first vampire that I've ever met. Do either of you want anything?" She laughed as she took a bottle of water from the fridge.

"No, thank you," they answered simultaneously.

"Suit yourself," she said. She opened her bottle of water and returned to her seat. She took several swallows before she continued on with her explanation. "My first test subject was a Were named Jake Purefoy. He'd come to me because he'd been injected with some type of experimental serum. It would cause his bones to break with each shift and because of it, it would take him hours to heal.

"Now," she said as she leaned across the table. "I used the test subjects' blood. I used test subject A's blood, which was type A+ and his blood type. I injected him with it and he had an adverse reaction to it. His body rejected his blood type," she said. "I was shocked. So, I moved on to test subject B. That made him worse. So one night while in my lab, I took a random vile, test subject H and I noticed that there was no blood type associated with it. I'd assumed that someone forgot to label it. No," she said with a simple shake of her head. "The blood had no type. So, the next day, I used it on Jake."

Her eyes widened as she spoke. "You wouldn't believe what happened. It began working in minutes. It took me a few weeks, but I was able to duplicate parts of it. It was a little weaker than the original sample but after three more treatments of it, Jake was as right as rain."

Eric nodded thoughtfully as he spoke. "How did you come to meet André?"

"Well, one night he and Bill came to my lab," she began. "He looked pretty bad; André. He told me that he'd been attacked with silver. You should've seen the side of his neck. There was a gaping hole there and it was smoking. I asked him what happened but he wouldn't tell me."

"Fae," Sookie said but only loud enough for Eric to hear.

He nodded in agreement.

"He asked me if I'd help him the way that I'd helped Jake. I told him that I'd try. He said that he'd reward me handsomely. I declined because that's what I do; I help people and not for the dollar but because I want to. Anyway, he looked awful. His skin was extremely warm to the touch and he'd almost turned gray."

"Long term exposure," Eric deduced. "Did he tell you when he'd been attacked?"

Felicia shook her head no. "He didn't say and I didn't ask. He asked for my help so I helped him … or so I thought."

Eric scooted to the edge of his seat; moving in closer to Felicia. "What do you mean?" he asked as he stared deeply into her eyes; concentrating only on her words.

Felicia mimicked his movements. She stared into Eric's eyes and she was totally and completely attracted to him. She was never attracted to men before tonight. She wanted him. Her first male lover and he would be a vampire; a tall, handsome, and very sexy vampire. She couldn't help but wonder if Sookie was into sharing.

Needless to say, Sookie heard Felicia's thoughts. Jealousy thundered through the bond strongly and steadily. It was strong that Eric had to remind Sookie of who he loves.

"Lover," he said as he pulled Sookie's chair closer to his.

Sookie looked at him and nodded before returning her attentions back to Felicia.

"What do you mean?" Eric repeated.

Felicia batted her eyes at him and said, "I gave him a vile of the blood that I'd duplicated. Before he drunk it, he sniffed it. He thanked me and that was that. He swallowed it down and he left. I'd assumed that he'd return just as Jake had to in order to keep up the treatments, ya know? But he didn't come back. He sent Bill. The very next night Bill came to my lab and said that the concoction didn't work on his master. He asked for my list of donors. I told him hell no. I wouldn't give him shit."

"How did he take it?" Eric asked as a smirk appeared on his face.

"The asshole was upset," Felicia answered. "He thought that he was going to glamor me into giving him the name of the donors but he couldn't. I have a life time supply of those glamor proof contacts. One of my exes works for the FBI. I told him to get the fuck out of my lab." She began to laugh. "I could tell that he wanted to kill me but he couldn't. André said that I am to be untouched by all vampires. He said that my work is going to take the vampire race to the next level."

Sookie's phone began to ring. When she got up from her seat to walk away and take the phone call, Eric's grip on her hand tightened. He stood up from his seat and pulled her into his body. "Where are you going, my lover?" he asked.

Sookie's heart melted as she basked in his endearment. "It's Claudette, my dearest. I have to take this. I won't leave the apartment. I'll be right behind you."

He leaned down and kissed her before she turned her back to him and took her phone call. He closed his eyes as her love for him coursed through the bond.

"You love her," Felicia said as she looked at him. She sounded surprised.

Eric opened his eyes before he returned to his seat and ignored the girl's comment. "What happened with Bill?" he asked. It angered him that people found it hard to believe that vampires are capable of love.

"You won't believe this but the fucker broke into my lab and stole my files and the blood samples. The asshole only left me the duplicates that I'd made," she said. "I knew that André had sent him to do it."

"How?"

Felicia chuckled. "I'm human. I'm not stupid. It's more than obvious that André and Bill believed me to be. To think that I wouldn't know that they'd broken into my office?" she asked rhetorically. "I work with all types and I know how to prepare myself."

"You have cameras in your office," Eric said.

"Damn right, I do," she replied. "That same night, I took the tapes to André and I showed him what Bill had done. I even told him that I know that he was the one that put Bill up to it but he tried to smooth talk me. Short fucker tried to give me the run around and tell me that I was wrong. He would never do that. It didn't work."

A full smile covered Eric's face. "Did he find the donors?"

"No," Felicia answered. "I don't use names. Each application was associated with a letter from the alphabet. Not one name was used. I don't know their names and I don't know their faces." A cloud suddenly appeared over her face. "Oh my goodness," she whispered. "The missing girls; they're missing because of me. They found out who donated the blood because of me. This is my fault." A single tear rolled down her cheek.

"We don't know that," Eric said.

The bond was suddenly filled with joy and happiness. He glanced at her over his shoulder and he could hear what has caused her happiness.

"I did this," Felicia said; her voice interrupting his wife's joy. "It was never my goal to get those girls caught in the crossfire. I was only trying to help. I …"

Eric reached across the table and placed his hand on top of Felicia's. "It's not your fault. Your work will aid in saving many supernatural lives."

"We must go," Sookie growled from behind Eric. Her voice was cold and hard.

He stood up from his chair and looked down at Felicia and said, "Thank you so much for your help."

She kept her head bowed. "It's okay. On your way out, will you lock the door? Thanks," she said.

Once he and Sookie were outside and into the car, Sookie let the window down and let the cool night air blow on her face as she slowly let the anger leave her.

"Felicia was extremely helpful," he said. "I think that she was truthful."

Sookie turned to face him; her blue eyes looked like black orbs.

He tried to keep the conversation light in order to give Sookie a chance to calm down. A faery's anger can be dangerous. "I guess congratulations are in order. When did …?"

Before he knew it, she'd ripped the waistband from his pants and removed them from his body. His underwear soon followed. She straddled him as she ripped her pink lace panties from her body and threw them out of the window. She impaled herself with his cock and began riding him as she's never done.

Eric gripped her waist as he met the movements of her hips. She grabbed the headrest of his seat and stared into his eye as she kissed him; hard. When she was about to meet her release, she broke the kiss and looked into his eyes.

"Look at me," she ordered.

Eric instantly opened his eyes and stared into hers.

"You are mine," she growled.

"Yes," he moaned as he forced himself deeper inside of her.

"Say it," she said as she leaned in and nibbled at his ear. "I want to hear you say it. Who do you belong to?"

"You," he said as he leaned his head against the now unstable headrest. "I belong to you."

She began to move faster on his hardness. "Say it again," she moaned.

"I belong to you."

She reared her head back before biting into her husband's neck; her walls tightening around him. Eric roared out in ecstasy as he came inside of her. He lazily thrust inside of her as she continued to milk him of the last of his essence. She lapped at the now healed wound as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Mine," she said. Her arms tightened around his neck as she said it again. "You are mine."

"Yes, my lover," he said. "I am yours."

Minutes later, Sookie returned to the passenger's seat as she straightened her dress. She fluffed her hair and placed her hands demurely on her lap. One would never guess that she'd just claimed her husband in the parking lot of an apartment complex.

"We need to get you home so that you can get another pair of pants before going to see Claudine," she said. "She's had the baby."

Eric roared with laughter. "Are you serious?" he asked as he turned to face her. He couldn't believe how calm she was.

Sookie looked at him and nodded. "Yes," she said as she smiled. "She had a boy."

Eric continued to laugh as he cranked the car and drove away.

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Bill watched the lovers as they got in the car. He noticed the angry look on Sookie's face. The Viking's face was as strong and emotionless as ever. Bill assumed that Felicia told them nothing. It pleased him to see them looking so defeated, so lost. He'd never felt such a sense of …

Then he saw the sweet, innocent faery princess rip her husband's pants from his body. He watched as she straddled the Viking. She threw her shredded panties out of the window as she fucked him. Bill watched as the rode the Viking as hard and as thoroughly as she could. She met his every thrust. She forced herself down onto his cock as she grabbed the headrest.

Bill removed his cock from his pants and began jacking off as he watched the faery in action. He loved how she gripped the headrest. He loved how she moved on the Viking's cock. He loved the way she looked into the Viking's eyes. He was jealous of the look of pure elation and fascination in the Viking's eyes as his wife fucked him.

"You are mine," she growled.

Bill's eyes widened as he stroked himself faster.

"Say it," she ordered.

"You," Bill whispered. "I belong to you." He soon came. With his cock in his hand and his eyes trained on the faery, he watched her as awe filled him. He wanted her. He deserved her. And he was going to have her.

When the Viking drove away, Bill walked over to where the pink lace shreds were as he stared down at them. He picked the flimsy pieces of fabric and held them to his nose as he inhaled deeply. Oh, yes. He was going to have her.

"Soon you will belong to me," he whispered to the night.