by D. R. Rosier
I shook my head, “Yeah sure, the physical attraction is there, there is also more perhaps, but feeding a soul to a demon is a game changer isn’t it? Kind of like an attractive guy with VD, attractive or not any woman with sense would bail.”
She shrugged, “Don’t over think it. It would be worth it because it’s more than empty sex with a hot guy. That was the old way. I am talking about real connections. You are a good man, and even more than that, you would be a fantastically strong ally. They would be getting more out of it than just a rutting, they would have your friendship, and someone to call on when in need. I am the link between you and them. I belong to you, with you, but I am also coven.”
I just couldn’t see it. I also didn’t see the point of arguing about it. Even if that second part didn’t work like she thought it would, it was still a good idea to give my friends the truth of who I was. This past week had turned everything upside down, and the most amazing part of that was sitting in my lap.
I pulled her tightly against me and stole a kiss before explaining my thoughts on it. It seemed almost a moot point since I decided I would tell them tonight, but I was curious.
“Umm, you said partially? What’s the rest of it?”
She pursed her lips, “Do you trust me? I don’t want to tell you, influence you. It is something that would be good for all involved, but I don’t want to put the idea in your head. All I’ll say is don’t doubt me, and don’t be afraid to follow your heart.”
I nodded, I did trust her. Our souls were connected and I could feel her honest and loving intent, how much she cared for me. I also wondered how it could be bigger than telling me to use her coven as a feeding ground and that I should love them if I could.
Whatever it was, I felt a wistful sadness as well as hope behind it.
She started wiggling on my lap, and I couldn’t help but respond and harden under her ass. She kissed me softly and turned, moving so she was straddling me before reaching down to undo my pants and fish out my member.
She bit my lip and I gasped as she stroked me up and down. She kneeled around my legs and pulled my face down into her cleavage and lowered herself down. We both moaned as I made the discovery she wasn’t wearing panties under her skirt. Her ready and wet molten core opened to me and she slowly lowered herself taking me in.
I ran my hands down her sides while kissing the top of her breasts, and took her shirt up with me when I moved them back up, slipping underneath I cupped her generous breasts and rubbed her nipples in a circle with my thumbs. She looked so beautiful when I looked up. She was barely moving and we were staring into one another’s eyes as she ground in painfully slow little circles.
I kissed her softly, lost in the languorous movement of her body on mine. We weren’t in a rush and I felt a fierce tenderness toward this woman in my arms. I pulled the shirt over her head and dropped it onto the kitchen floor. She moaned softly when I dipped my head and started softly suckling on her hardened nipple.
Without conscious thought my hips started to push up slowly in time with her swaying circles. I took her other nipple in my mouth as I rubbed the now wet and swollen one with the pad of my thumb. I ran my other hand up her back, teasing her smooth skin with my fingertips. I gathered her hair between my fingers and caressed the back of her neck.
Her hands sent shivers down me, playing with my hair and neck, lightly pulling me forward as she pushed her breast against my face and arched her back. It was a slow decadent fuck, and we were lost both in the sensations we were engendering in each other, and in the intense connection between our souls.
When I had joined our souls I wondered if it was the biggest mistake I would ever make, it turned out to be the most wonderful thing I’d ever done.
Her body shook over mind and she whispered, “Oh Vince,” right before her body reached bliss.
I kissed up from her breast to her neck, teased her jaw then claimed her lips, letting her come down before we started moving again. We made love that way for at least an hour and her orgasms grew in strength each time. Finally her waiting body accepted my seed, greedily milking my length with her silken bliss.
We got up and I took her hand, wordlessly we went up and took a shower washing the sweat and sex off our bodies. We were getting dressed and lost in thought when I heard the crying. I turned in alarm and saw the last thing I had expected, or wanted to see. Lisa was there sobbing. I didn’t have to ask what was wrong, it was obvious. Lisa was a ghost.
“What happened,” I growled.
She shook her head, tears pooling in her eyes, “Vampires are attacking the coven… I… was completely worthless, didn’t even hear them coming. I was dead before I knew they were there.”
Amy said, “We need to go, it will take us at least twenty minutes to get there.”
Lisa shook her head, “No, bind me and put me in a body, I can get you there through the oak.”
I froze, “What?”
Lisa said, “Don’t you know why the community fears necromancers? If you bind us at our death and put us in a body you’d have magical slaves. Humans are good for nothing but power conduits. But I trust you, you won’t make me do something bad, and I’m not ready to move on… Please, we have no time.”
She shook her head, “I hope it’s not too great a temptation, I thought you already knew, imagine a legion of vampires, witches and sorcerers at your back, all bound to your will. I truly hope you are worthy of the trust I am showing.”
I was shocked, I had no idea. But I didn’t have time to even consider it right now if her coven was being attacked, possibly slaughtered right now. I didn’t think I had any female zombies left, but then I remembered two of the vampires that attacked yesterday were females. I called them both and in a few moments they were in the room.
I said, “I can find you something else, but right now choose one of these.”
They were both attractive, vampires didn’t turn ugly humans after all. One had blonde hair and blue eyes, the other long black hair and green eyes. Their bodies were incredibly similar, both had C cup breasts, were about five foot four, and easy on the eyes. I wondered if the same male vamp had turned both.
Lisa said, “Thanks for giving me a choice, but that one will do, I always wanted green eyes.”
I could tell by her voice she was on the edge of hysteria. I wasn’t sure if she would serve me for ten years for me doing this for her, or not. It didn’t feel right, she was a friend and I should help anyway. But a shiver ran down my spine, I can’t hand out bodies to all my friends so they never die, can I? I would have to work through it later, but for now it would be a mind to soul bond, just in case she lost it at some point, I could always make her an independent revenant later.
I pulled some power to me, then prepared the body, formed the links and inserted her soul. It was obvious now, and a bit scary. I had the power of a witch at my fingertips now, and I wasn’t sure I could be trusted with it. I had no inclination to gather hundreds of magic users and form an invading army, no, my issue was much more subtle. It would be easy to keep making them as supernaturals died and souls became available, keep them around to protect the city and those that I loved. Good intentions could lead me down a dark path with this power.
I said, “If it makes a difference,” as we jogged through my house, toward the back yard and the oak tree, “I really thought your brown eyes were beautiful.”
She giggled which turned into a choking sob. I berated myself, so not the time.
She chanted at the oak, then stared at it in disbelief.
“What’s wrong?” Amy asked in a gentle voice.
Her voice was filled with loss, “The oak grove, it no longer recognizes me as coven.”
Amy said thoughtfully, “Maybe you just need to be added back to the coven in your new state. After all, I am undead and was able to join the coven, I just wish I had been taught the spell. I haven’t had a chance to look at the coven’s spells.”
She brightened slightly at the slive
r of hope that Amy extended and said, “I think I have an idea.”
Lisa grabbed Amy’s hand and placed it on the oak, with her hand over top.
“Maybe it will recognize your signature even though I am casting. I can send the energy through you.”
She chanted again, and apparently that worked. She grabbed my hand and gestured for Amy to lead us through since the spell was tied to her. Amy stepped through the trunk and dragged us through. We came out into the middle of a thunderstorm.
There were corpses on the ground, but no people. Not sure what to do I headed for the house. It looked like it had been on fire at some point, but not now. I sent my power questing out and into the house, but I couldn’t find anyone, where were they?
“I don’t sense anyone.”
I sent out a general call asking if any of my ghosts had seen them. May answered the call.
“I was hanging around Brandt when he got a call from Anise, her and the survivors of the coven are at the council chambers.”
I was angry for a moment she hadn’t contacted me, but it was my fault, specifically telling them not to spy on allies.
My cell phone went off with a text telling me the same thing. Apparently there would be an emergency session on how to deal with the vampires. I told the others what was going on. Lisa, with the help of Amy opened the oak and a few seconds later we were in Chicago, making our way to the council room.
It was a little awkward when we got there. Willa, Leanne, and Anise were in a group hug as soon as they figured out who Lisa was. They shot me grateful looks. The rest of Willa’s coven was a different story, they looked… distrustful and suspicious.
Once Lisa explained that she had begged me to do it, and asked for our help with the attackers, the suspicion lessened quite a bit, but it was still there. Honestly I couldn’t blame them, the idea of your soul being enslaved after death is not a pleasant one.
I cleared my throat and said tentatively, “There is something else you all need to know about me. I don’t like keeping this secret now that we are friends. It seemed prudent to before now, but… Well I think it’s time. I think it will probably come out soon anyway with all that’s going on, and better from me than someone else.”
“And what secret is that Mr. Jones?” someone with a deep voice asked behind me.
I turned to see Brandt with an amused look on his face, a number of werewolves came in with him. Including Kim.
I waited for everyone to find a seat, that would gain me a second or so before the lynching started.
“Well, my mother was not human. She is in fact a demon.”
Saying that felt a lot like ripping off a band aid.
I scanned the room, there were various reactions. Anise and Amy of course already knew. Lisa looked like she was having second thoughts about what she had just done. Willa looked thoughtful, Leanne was blank, as if processing it.
Brandt chuckled, “I thought you were going to tell us something new Vince.”
He slapped me on the back good naturedly and we all stared at him. It was my turn to show a blank face. How the fuck… oh. I looked over at Kim guiltily.
He grinned, “Did you think Kim didn’t know after the first time? When I asked if she thought it was worth it she said fuck yes.”
This strange acceptance from Brandt, whose honor everyone trusted, seemed to calm everyone down. They weren’t exactly jumping for joy but I was almost sure I wasn’t getting lynched. It had also raised my estimation of his intelligence and abilities. I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect way to disarm the situation.
Brandt took control at that point, and questioned everyone on what happened. We learned another coven had been attacked as well, only Krista’s was left alone. They had also left the sorcerers alone. Brandt theorized that Silas thought of them as possible allies through James. Since Anise was so new she really didn’t know anyone in that community.
Brandt said, “Obviously putting this off was a huge error, you have my apologies. Any ideas on what we should do now?”
I said, “I sent my ghosts out looking for vampires earlier to keep track of them. Unfortunately they didn’t get information on the attacks before it would matter, there are only a hundred or so and Chicago and the suburbs is a huge area to search. I would suggest we take Anise up on her offer, I can find them, eventually, and Anise can remove their compulsion. Then we question them or kill them based on how their own conscious falls.”
Brandt nodded. “That sounds better than a general slaughter of vampires, and quite merciful. We must also include questions on where Silas is and what he is planning. His life is forfeit as he started a war with us. You should also ask about numbers, hangouts and locations of homes. It should speed the process greatly. I would like to suggest along with you and Anise, that you bring members from the other communities, some of those present here now. The witches most of all deserve justice.”
He let that sink in and said, “I will stay here, those that don’t volunteer will stay with me and get the word out on what Silas is doing via spell, phone, or any other way you have to contact others. Instruct anyone they are welcome here to ride out the storm.”
He turned to me, “Don’t take any chances, enslave them if you have to until they get sorted out, you can always let the good ones go. If you find any, send them here.”
After a short discussion, Anise and I had our group. Amy, Lisa, Leanne, Willa, Kim, Jason, Julie, and Sara who had run in during our discussions would all be joining us.
Jason was a mountain of a man, one of Brant’s seconds. He seemed friendly enough. Julie was one of the survivors from the other witches coven.
Anise said, “Just give me a moment, I’m going to ward this place. If any vampires show up here their compulsions will be stripped, but you’ll still have to be alert for anyone voluntarily working with Silas.”
I watched in awe as her ever present white aura became visible to everyone else and brightened. Sigils of power appeared in the air and shot off to dissolve into walls, doors, and even the glass windows at the front. She did it so effortlessly.
Amy whispered in my ear, “Close your mouth.”
I glared at her, “It wasn’t open.”
She muttered, “It might as well have been,” then she winked at me, as if she approved of me ogling her grandmother.
I’ll never understand women.
I suggested we leave, and Anise shook her head.
Anise said, “If we have to drive, run, or even find the closest oaks it will take forever to do this. Do you have any locations right now.”
“Yes, a few.”
Anise said, “Everyone hold hands, this should be interesting.”
Everyone seemed to go along with her order, I had Amy on my right, and Anise was holding my left hand. She squeezed it and looked at me intently. I had hoped Anise would help me with my powers, teach me what she knew of them. Still, this was a nervous time to do so.
“Close your eyes.”
I did that, feeling a little self conscious about it.
“Surround yourself with your power, cloak yourself in shadow and extend it to cover the group.”
I heard a few people shuffle nervously at that, but they didn’t say anything.
Anise whispered, “Good, now see where your ghost is watching the vamps, look through their eyes. Take in the scent of the place, the way it feels to actually be there.”
Her hand felt really good in mine, her aura was bumping up against mine and it felt good, tingly, like they belonged together. I couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like if we were naked, her skin against mine. Her voice was like a siren’s call to my libido.
I had an irrational urge to kiss her.
I pushed all that down, this so wasn’t the time for that.
I nodded when I had it right, the feeling she had ordered me to call up.
Anise said, “Now take us there, decide to be there, will it and let your power go.”
I willed us to mov
e to my ghost, to be there and the shadows tightened against us and I felt like my stomach was turned inside out. I took in a breath and I could tell just by the scents we were where I wished to go.
I opened my eyes and we were in a backyard. I sent the ghost away to find more vampires, then sent tendrils of my necromancer power into the house, capturing vampire after vampire, ordering them out to the yard where we stood. For better or worse, our retaliation was finally under way…
Chapter 12 – Anise
I reluctantly released his hand. I was surprised my voice had been so steady while instructing him, my aura kept getting inside his and my whole body was tingling with desire. Right before he teleported us I wished we were alone so I could take him. I’d been paying attention and it was obvious to me now that we were both extremely attracted to each other.
Granted at this point it was mostly magic, chemistry, and lust. But I knew he was a good man as well, it would be so easy for it to grow into much more.
The very beautiful diminutive and scary werewolf looked at me knowingly and I was struck with an irrational surge of jealousy. I took a moment and purged that ridiculous emotion using mind techniques. I knew from my granddaughter’s ideas I’d only get him if I was willing to share. And really, I was willing. It would be hypocritical of me otherwise. After all, he would have to share me too.
The vampires lined up in front of us, leaving the house calmly and orderly. It was a bit creepy to be honest, and I was glad Vince was on our side and not a megalomaniac. There were six vampires here in all, and I let my power out, just a touch, and burned away the magic of the compulsions placed on them.
We questioned them and found out a few things.
Silas was laying low and actually still somewhere in the city, but they didn’t know where. They also didn’t know Silas’ plan, but they expected to receive backup from outside the city, that was grim news. The vampire community had sixty three members, which sounded low, but was actually kind of high. That did not include the ones Vince and I had killed over the last few days so originally it was more than a hundred.
