by Anjela Renee
“What is your name?” the Queen asked.
“M-my name is Rudan,” he replied still shielding his eyes.
“Take your hands down and look upon my beauty.” Queen Maryebella demanded. She smiled, knowing the distress she was causing Rudan. The fact that he was matched made no difference to her. She would do whatever pleased her at the moment with no consideration of the consequence.
“I cannot, I am matched, please allow me to leave.” Queen Maryebella put the skirt of her dress down.
“You are my subject and will do everything I ask, are we clear?”
“Yes, your majesty.”
Queen Maryebella once again lifted up her skirt. She ran her fingers along her pussy, and then put them in her mouth.
“Needs something. Perhaps your tongue? We are going to have a lot of fun Rudan. Get on your knees! Today is your lucky day, you get to please me, your Queen” She looked at Rudan; her pleasure increased as she saw the how much anguish this was causing him. Rudan got on his knees as the Queen commanded. “Now use that lovely tongue of yours and lick my pussy until I come.” The queen moaned as Rudan used his tongue on her. She felt his head shake nervously; she gripped his lovely blue hair, just in case he changed his mind and tried to resist. Rudan looked up at her with such sadness that it made it all the better for the queen. “That's right, good job, your match is a lucky Fae to have such an expert tongue. Now, Rudan, suck my clit.” He used his tongue to do as she asked, sucking her clit until she moaned as she reached her climax. “That was nice Rudan, I will call on you again. Now get out!” Rudan scampered out, looking deflated. The Queen was satisfied. She went over to her bed, lying among the pillows. She rang a bell beside her bed.
“You called, my Queen?” A small pixie answered flying in. She was completely orange, from her skin to her eyes, hair, and wings.
“Yes, I need one of the mancubines. I'm in the mood for some more fun.”
“Of course, do you have a preference?”
“See if Azule is available?”
“Right away.” The Pixie flew out the special door within a door.
The Queen had a harem of mancubines, men who only had one purpose: to service the Queen's sexual needs and hopefully produce offspring. If she had a husband she wouldn't have such a luxury, which is why the Queen never wanted to marry. Why have one man when she could have any one she wished for?
*****
Gretchen was just waking up even though it was 1:00 p.m. The club stayed open almost till dawn so it was always a late night. She didn't mind; Werecats preferred the darkness of night.
It was a lovely April day in New Orleans; the weather was perfect for doing some shopping. She dressed in capris and a sexy t-shirt; you just never know whom you'll run into. Laya was supposed to meet her at her favorite antique shop in thirty minutes. She rushed and put her hair in a ponytail and grabbed a bagel to eat on the way. A girl's gotta eat.
Gretchen arrived at the antique shop and spotted Laya right away. She was busy looking at a crystal chandelier. The shop had all sorts of furniture and knick-knacks, Gretchen hardly knew where to look first.
“Laya, there you are, Crystal chandelier, huh? Cool.”
“It's beautiful but way beyond my price range. A girl can dream, though.”
“Let's go look around at some things we can actually afford.”
Gretchen walked off with Laya as she spotted a big sign that said Clearance. “Look Gretchen, a pink kitchen table set circa 1950. I love it! It's only a hundred dollars.”
“It's very you, Laya.” Gretchen walked off as Laya was pestering the sales clerk about delivery charges. She started browsing some more and saw a beautiful wooden desk that depicted an outdoor scene with fairies. Gretchen ran her fingers along the carvings and loved it immediately. A woman with red hair and blue eyes started putting other items with similar carvings on the shelf.
“I love these. They’re so beautiful, don't you think?” She said to the red head.
“I made them. I'm just dropping them off.”
“You’re very talented. I'm Gretchen by the way.”
“You may call me Cam.” Cam seemed very uneasy and was looking around nervously.
“I love your red hair, it's so unique. I have never seen that shade before.”
“You can see my red hair?” Cam asked in a scared tone.
“Well yeah, can't everyone?” Cam grabbed Gretchen and hid around a corner.
“No, they can't. I’m Fae and they all think I have brown hair and hazel eyes, they see what I want them to see. Are you Fae?” She asked.
“No, I'm a Werecat.” Gretchen looked at Cam. She could see the fear in her eyes. She felt something—a familiarity, like she had met her before but she knew they had never met.
“You shouldn't be able to see through the mist I have in place.”
“What are you hiding from?” Gretchen asked staring into Cam’s blue eyes.
Cam began sobbing uncontrollably, throwing herself at Gretchen, who took her into her arms. She hugged her stroking her beautiful hair to calm her. Gretchen hated to see people in pain. She was always the first one to comfort anyone who she saw was upset.
“I escaped prison from the Other Realm, it's a long story. I don't like to be seen in public, I need to go.”
“Wait, can we meet somewhere where you won't be recognized? I want to help.”
“Here is an address. I will meet you there tomorrow night at 7:00 p.m., don't be late.” She handed her the address on a slip of paper and ran out the door.
“Gretchen, there you are! My new pink table will be delivered Thursday.”
“That's great.”
Laya and Gretchen shopped awhile longer. Gretchen bought the wooden desk and a shelf Cam made and Laya found an antique witch hat she thought would be a funny gag gift for her mom. They continued shopping for the rest of the day, going from shop to shop. By the end of the day, Gretchen was exhausted but had almost everything she needed for her new place.
*****
Adrian sat in his living room waiting for Queen Maryebella; she had requested a meeting. Meetings with the royals were never good. They were always up to something. He wanted to get the meeting over with so he could start his preliminary hunt, to start looking around. Camille wasn't the typical Fae he was sent to hunt down, she was less than a petty criminal in his eyes, but a job was a job. The Fae glass started to fog up and he saw an image.
“I am Queen Maryebella of the superior Unseelie Court of the Other Realm. Are you Adrian?”
“Yes, My Queen, how can a lowly enforcer such as myself be of service?” Adrian hated being humble but etiquette required it.
“Yes, yes, now on to business. Adrian, I understand you are in pursuit of a certain fugitive that has escaped the Seelie prison.”
“Yes, Queen Brianna has charged Camille Maryweather for having sex with the king.”
“Well, that part is true, but the real reason she is after her is because the young Fae in question is with child.”
“Why would that matter?” asked Adrian, getting irritated at the politics already.
“The Queen can't conceive, so when she found out that the king impregnated the girl she had her imprisoned and was planning on executing her.”
“This is very fascinating information, really, but how does this impact my job?”
“My dear Adrian,” she laughed. “You have been among humans too long, you have lost your patience.”
The queen began disrobing while talking to Adrian. She lay on her bed naked among her pillows. Many Fae felt completely comfortable with nudity but Adrian, who spent most of his adult life among humans, felt uncomfortable.
“Back to what I was saying: if the queen is proven infertile she will be dethroned. I am offering the young pregnant Fae a home and refuge from an unwarranted death.”
“Not to offend, my Queen, but why would you be so generous to a lowly Seelie girl?”
“Does it matter why? I am offering to s
ave her from certain death. All I am asking is you locate her and inform me, nothing more.”
“I will consider what you have said and will get back to you.”
“So be it, Adrian the enforcer.”
“Good tidings and generous lovers my Queen.” Queen Maryebella nodded and then disappeared.
The Fae glass was clear once again. Damn Fae politics, nothing was easy with those people. Of course, that was the problem: they weren't people. He was glad that the whole meeting was over. He needed to talk to Queen Brianna before he did anything, but how to proceed without making the queen angry?
Chapter 3
King Kieran looked out the balcony of his home in the French Quarter. He was enjoying watching the people walk by. He had come a month ago looking for his beloved Camille. He had bought the house six months ago, planning on running away with her to start a life. He didn’t marry the queen for love and they had never been able to conceive a child. The moment he saw his beautiful Cam he was in love and the queen knew it, which was why she had imprisoned Cam. He had paid some friends to help her escape but had been unable to locate her since.
He had set up a meeting tonight to hire someone to help him find her. It was risky to find someone to trust that wouldn’t sell the information to the Queen. He heard a knock at the door; it was time for his meeting.
“Hello, you must be Blake,” he said as he answered the door. “Come in.”
Blake entered the house, walked over to the couch, and sat down. He was only 5’8 but he had the bulk to make up for it. He had a menacing look about him but the King knew he was the man to get the job done. Blake had naturally green hair but choose to dye it black rather than expending energy to create mist to camouflage it.
“My King, You have a job for me?”
“Call me Kieran. This is unofficial business, let’s be more casual shall we?”
“As you wish Kin…Kieran, how may I be of service?” Blake asked smugly.
“What I need from you is discretion, the Queen must never know.”
“Luckily, I haven’t been to the Other Realm in 600 years. I have no loyalty, I consider myself independent. I take whatever job comes my way; I do my work collect the fee and move on. It’s what I do”
“Excellent. The love of my life, Camille was charged and sent to prison. The Queen caught us and didn’t like that I had fallen in love with her. I arranged for Cam’s escape but haven’t been able to locate her since. I know she is somewhere in this area. I just need you to find her for me so we can start a life together.”
“This is quite unusual; no one has ever left a Queen for a common Fae.” Blake was smiling; he knew this job was going to pay quite well.
“There is nothing common about Cam, she had my heart the moment I saw her at court.”
“I will contact you with a price and what I will need, this won’t be cheap.”
“I will pay anything to find her and to stay under the radar.” Kieran was pacing the room running his hands through his dark blue hair. Unlike many Fae Kieran choose not to hide his hair with mist; to him there was no reason to, humans knew of their existence. “Please find her,” Kieran said as Blake left.
*****
Gretchen was sitting in a holistic medical office. This was the address where Cam had said to meet her. It was now 7:25; maybe she wasn’t going to show up. She sat there thinking this wasn’t like any medical office she had ever been in. There was a display case with many different herbs with medicinal properties. They even had a special counter with Medical Marijuana. A woman in scrubs came out with golden orange skin and black hair pulled back in a ponytail.
“Gretchen.” She called out. Gretchen stood up.
“Yes?”
“Come with me.” Gretchen followed the orange Fae into a medical exam room.
“Have a seat someone will be with you shortly.” It was a typical Exam room with a medical bed and clear jars with various supplies. Gretchen sat down and waited a few minutes. There was a knock at the door the door opened and she saw Cam and her red hair braided down her back. She was in a fitted shirt this time and she noticed she had a baby bump.
“Cam, I’m so glad you came. You’re pregnant!”
“Yes, that’s why I’m here, for my appointment. They have many Fae working here who know how to help me through my pregnancy. Why did you want to meet with me?” Cam asked.
“I felt like I needed to help you, like we met for a reason.” Cam smiled and took Gretchen’s hand.
“You are very special, Gretchen. You have a kind heart and your soul calls out to those in need.”
“Can you tell me why you were in prison?”
“It was the King, he feels he’s in love with me, the Queen never cared who he slept with until me, and she knew he loved me and was jealous so she threw me in prison. He talked about running away together,” she answered all in a rush.
“How did you escape?”
“Kieran helped me escape, with the help of some of his friends, I left the Other Realm and came here; I have been on the run ever since. I know he wants me but if he found me I’m not sure if I want to go with him.”
“I’m so sorry Cam. Where are you staying?” Gretchen asked with concern in her voice. She didn’t know why but she had this need to help this Fae.
“I’m staying with some friends of a friend for right now, I don’t know what will happen when the baby comes. Things are pretty cramped.”
“Why don’t you stay with me? I know you don’t know me, but I want to help and a roommate would be fun.”
“I don’t know, I’ll think about it. I do have one question.”
“Shoot.”
“Why doesn’t Fae mist work on you?”
“I don’t know, all of a sudden I’m seeing Fae everywhere. This is a new thing for me. It’s interesting people I’ve known for years suddenly look very different.”
“There are ways to find out why, spells we can try, if you want to.”
“I don’t know. What would that involve? Gretchen asked.
“It’s not as bad as it sounds, most Fae magic involves nature, calling out to the spirits and giving back in return. Think about it, I’ll call you.” Gretchen gave Cam a hug before she left the office.
*****
Gretchen was at work thinking about Cam, she felt so bad for her she wished there was more she could do. It was a slow Monday night, a few tourists and locals but definitely a slower pace than Saturday. She was getting a refill for her favorite local, Charlie, when her boss walked up to her.
“Hello, Gretchen how are things tonight?” asked Tanek, her boss and owner of the club. He was always extra friendly, maybe a little too friendly but it didn’t bother her, he was sweet, for a vampire.
“A little slow, but pretty good.” She answered as she got her order together on her tray.
“Since it is so slow I was wondering if you would like to join me for dinner?” He asked seductively.
“You mean you want me to be dinner.” She asked making fangs with her fingers.
“You always make me laugh luby. I will not eat you, I just want to spend some time with you, merely as friends.”
“I don’t know; you are my boss. It might be weird.” Gretchen never thought about Tanek in that way before but he was drop dead gorgeous. He had long blonde hair he kept in a ponytail and piercing blue eyes. He was six feet tall, which was towering next to her five foot five inches.
“You know to hell with it, let me drop this off and we’ll go. Laya can cover my tables.”
“Excellent, I’ll meet you in front,” Tanek said as he walked away with a smile on his face. Gretchen delivered the drinks to the table with speed, and quickly grabbed her purse, meeting Tanek in front of the club.
“So where is your car?”
“My driver is bringing it around, I never learned to drive, it took me a long time to just be able to ride in a car, and they scared the crap out of me.”
“You’re kidding me! You’re sc
ared of cars?” Gretchen couldn’t help but laugh a little.
“Oh here is our ride.” Tanek said as a Lincoln Town car pulled up. He opened the door for her and got in after her.
*****
Adrian arrived at Bite Me just in time to watch as Gretchen left with some vampire. He was crushed. He felt an overwhelming desire to hurt the vampire. He felt like Gretchen was his, he didn’t know why he felt so strongly; she was just a woman. He walked into the club thinking maybe a good feeding would help calm his mind. He sat down and a waitress approached him.
“Hi, my name is Laya, what can I get you.”
“Corona, with lime.” He answered sharply.
“Right away.” After she left Adrian thought maybe she would be a good choice to feed from, he was just not in the mood, he wanted Gretchen. He knew there was something special about her. He noticed another Fae staring at him. It was a female Brownie, with dark brown skin and short curly hair. Her small stubby nose and short stature was common with Brownies.
“Hello there, I’m new in the area, my name is Dorie.”
“I’m Adrian, the Fae enforcer.”
“Is that the way you always introduce yourself?”
“Sorry. Not many Fae want to socialize with me.” Adrian thought Dorie was pretty for a Brownie but she still wasn’t Gretchen.
“You are an energy Fae, aren’t you? I’m guessing sexual energy.” Dorie asked with a knowing smile.
“How did you know?”
“I have a gift, I can sense powers of Fae I encounter. Almost everyone has a gift, they just don’t know how to tap into it.” Dorie was now seated next to Adrian. “Can I read you? It will be fun.”
“Sure, I guess.” As Dorie took Adrian’s hand she closed her eyes and began speaking.
“You obviously are good at locating people, but it’s like a second sense of where they will be. You also have an unknown gift. You can sense those who are part Fae and don’t know it. When you encounter them they feel like home.” She put down his hand and smiled.
“That was amazing.” Said Adrian as he took a drink from his beer. “I just encountered someone last night who felt like that; she was a Werecat.”
