Fanged (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 12

•Read at your own risk•

Welcome to Portland Oregon the sign said as we sped past it. "Skye. If you don't slow your ass down." Des was in the passenger seat clinging to the panic bar for dear life.

"Shawty chill, I'm not going to crash." I try to ease some of her tension but she's still furious. Easing my foot off the accelerator I turn up the radio closing in on our destination.

Turing off the main highway I follow a paved road to a gigantic iron gate. Simultaneously Des and I say flabbergasted, "Whoa."

Pulling up to a small silver box with a button and speaker, I start to reach for it but falter. The gate was swinging open, looking a Des I get her conformation and drive in.

The area was heavily wooded blocking out the moon casting an eerie feeling on the mansion. Built out of pure black marble was a towering mansion that any King or Queen would envy. It was perfectly suitable for hordes of vampires. I hadn't even been inside yet but was already speechless.

"Hey Skye! How you've been?" Joshua is standing in front of the large open oak doors with a toothy smile on his face. That smile disappears when he catches sight of Desiree. "What is that and why is it here?" His voice dripped with disgust.

"Joshua get the fuck bro. Watch how you talk about my girlfriend." Me and her weren't official but I'd take care of that soon enough. She smirks triumphantly and slips her hand in mine. "I hope you took special care of my baby, otherwise I'm going to beat your royal ass." He was livid, barley in control of his actions.

With a low growl he turns on his heel and begins walking away. Still holding her hand I follow behind him keeping a fair enough distance. We walk down a decorative hall and into a huge library.

The walls were covered floor to ceiling with books of all genres. In the centre of the room was a round table at which Vince and presumably the King sat. My theories were proved correct at Josh's next words. "Father, this is Skye."

The king smiles kindly at me before turning his attention to his son. "Joshua, take their belongings to their room. Your dismissed," his voice was hard, unreadable.

Shifting my weight from foot to foot I hesitantly kneel down. "My child, please rise. We don't do such formalities here. I'm glad to have you and your beautiful lady friend join our clan." The skin around his eyes crinkles, the coldness from his words to his son long gone.

"I believe the honor is all mine," I say returning his warm nature.

"Vincent, I understand the to speak with one's pupil in private. You may do so, we can finish our discussion later." The King says all the while staring at Des with an intent curiosity. His penetrating stare was making me uneasy. She was mine, what was his deal?

Vincent stands and motions for us to follow him, "As u bid sire."

We follow him out of the library and back down the hall we came. Once at the end he ventures towards the west wing which must accommodate the bedrooms. "As you probably discovered, Joshua resents your decision to bring Miss Desiree." Looking over his shoulder he smiles sadly at her, my heart stops.

"That son of a bitch," I mutter angrily under my breath. "That's it, we're out of here. Come on babe." Grabbing her hand I attempt to make her follow me only to be stopped.

"L- Skye. When did you start running from challenges? We aren't going anywhere. Mr. V, why does he not like me?" Des was glaring daggers at me. If looks could kill I'd be dead a thousand times over.

"Please sweetheart, call me Vince, and he disapproves of all human interaction that doesn't strictly involve blood." He becomes a blur and reappears at the top of the stairs smiling smugly. Within seconds I'm standing next to him with Des tightly in my arms.

She jumps outta my arms and takes her place next to me. We continue to follow him to a room. "Babe, you go ahead and get settled. I'll be in shortly, me and Vince need to talk."

"I'm not a kid but whatever," she rolls her eyes at me before walking into the room. We can hear a squeal escape from her as the door closes.

"What is it that we must talk about?" Vince doesn't look at me, but at the ground. This was truly unusual.

"If Desiree isn't welcome then I can't stay. I-I lost her once, never again." At this he stops and places a hand on my shoulder.

"Skye, I understand. The King... He seems a bit senile in his older state. You are free to deny their offer to join the clan tomorrow. It will not affect my judgment of you. Please Skye, do what's truly best for you." Looking up into his baby blue eyes I see something I've never seen before, fear.

"Vincent? What are you not telling me?" My voice wavers slightly.

"I need to ask a favor of you. Tomorrow you shall take your leave and return to San Fransisco, seek out Marie. Go to her pack and plead for their aid in our war. We shall perish if they refuse." His voice was weak and strained. I'd never seen him like this before.

I nod my head and turn to leave but the need to clear the air between us stops me. "Hey Vince, I don't regret it. I'm glad to have been your assistant." Not waiting to see his expression I begin the trek back to the room.

Inside I hear a shower running and dirty clothes strewn on the floor. Stripping out of my own filthy clothes I tip toe to the bathroom and slide in the shower behind an unexpecting Des.

Wrapping my arms around her slippery waist she lets out a small scream as she jumps. "Shhh it's okay. It's just me," I whisper softly against her ear. Her pulse quickens as I gently kiss her neck.

She turns to face me and wraps her arms around my neck before kissing me passionately. Breaking away I catch my breath and whisper, "We have to leave tomorrow after a meeting with the king. We should probably get some sleep."

She kisses me again and mummers against my lips, "Fuck sleep." My lips curve into a smirk while my hand eases it's self lower down her waist and to the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

My thumb gently massages her causing a small gasp followed by a loud moan to escape her. I quicken the pace and she begins to shake in my arms. Peppering kisses down her neck I continue rubbing her at a fast pace. She reaches her high, and with a loud moan she crumples against me breathing heavily.

"I got u baby girl," my voice comes out husky and exasperated. Lifting her into my arms bridal style I take her from the shower and place her on the closed toilet. Going back to the shower I turn it off, then quickly dry her and myself. Picking her up once more I carry her to the bed. Laying her trembling naked body under the covers I slide in next to her.

She closes the distance between us and places her head on my bare chest. "I love you," is all I hear before she begins to softly snore.

I smile and kiss her forehead, "I love you too." Closing my eyes, I drift off to nirvana.