The 13th Witch

by Beyond Blonde

    As he watched her twirl before him, the deep purple Josephine style gown with an overlay of silver lace flowed gracefully over her slender body.  If he hadn't been hypnotized by the way her ass moved as she took a few hip swaying steps away from him, he would have also noticed how gracefully the small train trailed behind her as she walked. The arms of the dress were the same rich purple as the dress, then belled with the silver lace trim from elbow to hand.  The neckline had a high collar with silver lace trim as well.  An intricate silver and green beaded band studded with rubies adorned her fair head right now.  Later that evening a crown would adorn her head.  Her hair was partially swept up with long tendrils hanging down the sides and back.  

    As he looked at his little Queen, his smile was filled love and pride.  She had brought him more happiness in one cycle of the moon than he had ever experienced.  She made him smile so often Beezie had even kidded him about it being a wonder his mouth wasn't sore.  She bemused him, bedazzled him, bewildered him, and completely enchanted him. She was a quirky little madcap Queen who was bringing the touch of Magick that had always been needed to his dark kingdom.  He did not yearn for an angel on his shoulder.  Would have slapped one off had it tried to land there.  But, ruling his dark kingdom for all eternity with her by his side would be the closest thing to heaven he would ever find.  His was not the kingdom of heaven, but Kassie was proving herself his true Queen.  In the midst of a crowd of cold hearted bloodsuckers, she could sometimes be so icy calm it made even him shiver a time or two watching her.  Shaka had watched one night as she sat coolly sipping her drink after verbally bitch slapping one of Drake's damned eternal brides, and called her as cold and lethal as the iceberg that sank the Titanic.  Thaddeus had smiled and called her the most worthy of all Queens.  Beezie had grinned and called her the Queen Bitch.   

    As she twirled again then walked towards him he smiled at her and held his arms open.  She walked into his cold embrace and smiled that smile of hers that always melted his cold hard heart, and made him feel as close to warm and fuzzy as he ever got.  He wrapped his arms tightly around her and kissed her until she was breathless, then placed his mouth next to her ear and whispered, "You are not just Queen of my world; you are my world.  You are also everything bright and beautiful in it."  

    Kassie had smiled that slightly cynical smile of hers that always broke his stone cold heart to see and replied, "You keep this up, I shall give you a broom."  

    Drake never let her perpetual cynicism discourage him and simply laughed then assumed a look of mock indignation and said in haughty voice, "I do believe I just might be adept enough in the art of seduction to sweep you off your dainty feet without the aid of a broom.  Thank you very much."  Before she could reply he pulled her to him and kissed her until she was breathless again, then said, "Hold tight my love.  We are off to your coronation."  As Kassie held him close they vanished from the bedroom.

    They reappeared at another of Drake's many estates. Although the deed to this castle had been recently transferred over to Kassie. In its own quiet way, Kassie's castle was one of the most mystical magickal places in the universe. The vast grounds surrounding the estate had many gardens and greenhouses that contained every magickal herb and flower which could be grown upon planet earth. There were also several orchards, ponds, streams, meadows, and small forests.  Faeries, pixies, elves, gnomes and many other magickal creatures roamed freely through and called the vast ground surrounding the castle home. Even unicorns pranced within the gardens and glens surrounding Kassie's castle.

    There were four rooms on the top floor of the castles facing true north, south, east and west that he had transformed into what he thought of as the element rooms. The color and decor of each room reflected the element it represented. The rooms were filled with fine art and rare artifacts honoring the elements they represented.  The once dark and gloomy towers had been transformed into light airy conservatories that contained a wide variety of indoor plants as well as artwork that celebrated nature in all aspects and seasons. In the center of the top floor was a pale lavender room trimmed in soft yellow that he thought of as Kassie's loft. Since it was surrounded by other rooms and could not be brightened with windows, he had installed softly tinted skylights in the ceiling. There were sliding shutters she could close across the skylights with a touch of a button. In place of regular windows on the walls, he had installed stained glass windows which had soft lights built behind them. Each of the four walls in the lavender loft contained at least one or more of the stained glass back lit windows, so the room softly glowed in a variety of pale hues when one turned the switch on that lit the bulbs concealed behind the stained glass. He thought of the lavender loft as Kassie's sanctuary.  The lavender loft was where she could go and recharge her batteries and soothe her soul when necessary. Although it sat in the center of the top floor, the soundproof walls and doors made it a quiet peaceful place. Once this night was over and she was officially crowned Queen of the vampyres she would need such a place because though her duties would be few and light for the most part, Drake knew that the hatred that would be aimed at her by some would wear upon her lightest shade of gray soul.

    Within a clearing in one of the small forests sat a replica of Stonehenge.  This replica however depicted Stonehenge as it had looked shortly after its third completion.  Within the five trilithons that formed a horseshoe shape set The Black Thrones.  Drake and Kassie had materialized in the midst of the Royal Guard as they stood at attention on the main avenue leading up to the circle of stones.  He kissed Kassie once long and hard, then as he stepped beside her and placed his arm around the back of her waist, nodded at Beezie.  Beezie nodded back then turned and started the procession towards the Black Thrones.  Kassie lifted the front of her skirts and with that bold grin he loved said, "I best lift my skirts and tread carefully so I don't trip and fall upon the path to my destiny."  Drake gave a delighted chuckle as he placed his hand on her elbow, and they began to walk the path to her destiny.  He was glad his little Queen could still grin so boldly and keep her sense of humor intact right now.  She would need that boldness of heart and quirky sense of humor to deal with the not so glamorous side of her destiny.  As he looked at the vampyres gathered within the circle of stones he knew they were playing to mixed reviews at this coronation.  Some of his bloodthirsty children present tonight, as well as some not present, had already accepted Kassie as their true Queen, and because they had been touched by it, some of those had already come to value and cherish the Magick she brought to their kingdom.  Unfortunately, some of those present tonight, as well as others not present, would never accept her as their true Queen, nor be touched by that Magick.  As they entered the circle of stones Kassie smiled graciously at the vampyres standing within in it.  And Drake suppressed a chuckle as a soft drawling voice in his head said, "Why do I get a sudden urge to hum Stuck In The Middle With You?"

    As he took a firmer grip on her elbow and they entered the five trilithons, a voice in Kassie's mind chuckled and said, "Because you are stuck in the middle with me."  They came to a stop just in front of The Black Thrones.  Drake's hand slid down her arm, and he gently took her hand in his.  He held her hand to his lips and kissed the palm of it once, then looked at the vampyres gathered around them.  Then he lifted up her hand said, "I present to you this night, your true Queen. Though not one of our species yet, she has more claim to this title right now as she is, than any of the blood ever will.  Without what she once was, none of you, nor I, would now be what we are."  

    He paused for a moment and in that pause Kassie took the initiative.  As she gently disengaged her hand from his and sat down a soft southern voice in his mind said, "I think it would be best if you finish your speech with me sitting upon the throne you are telling them is rightfully mine."  

    He watched with pleasure and pride as she sat down and adjusted her coronation gown.  He smiled at his Queen, then with a wide wicked grin sat down as well upon his throne.  He leaned back in the throne and as he looked out upon his bloodthirsty children he said, "And wise little Queen that she is, she has cut through much of the bullshit just now, and in her own quiet way has just shown you that my words about her are golden.  Now listen closely and pay heed to these other words of mine, which are also golden. Those of you present here tonight have long enjoyed this kingdom I have created.  I suggest if you wish to continue to enjoy our kingdom, you accept her for what she is, which is your rightful Queen."  Drake paused for a few seconds, stared coldly out at his bloodthirsty children and said in a voice that would have frosted a beer mug, "Exile, will be the least of your worries if you do not."

    The assembled crowd of bloodsuckers looked at the cold hard face of their Unholy Father and knew that any open act of treason against their new Queen would instantly result in a fate worse than death.  Most of the assembled bloodsuckers were content to accept this still mortal witch as their rightful Queen.  It changed nothing in their lives.  And several welcomed the Magick that Kassie brought into their world.  But, though they kept their thoughts carefully veiled, some considered Drake's crowning of Kassie as their rightful Queen a betrayal of the blood gift.  But, no thought could be truly hidden from their Dark God. Looking out over his bloodthirsty children Drake let his gaze rest upon them for a moment then said, "Hear me well those of you who think I have betrayed the blood gift.  If it were not for what lies at the core of this woman who sits beside me right now, none of us, including myself, would have that blood gift.  The Magick that you are so scornful of, is the very Magick that helped create me, and in turn every one of you.  Some of you hold yourself above that Magick.  Do not consider yourself a part of the very realm that helped create you.  But, you will either take your rightful place in that realm, or I will send you to another one, that you will be silently screaming in for the rest of eternity."  

    Drake paused for a moment to let his words sink in, then softened his expression as he turned to Kassie and said with a smile, "Now the time has come to crown your lovely head my dear."  He paused again for one beat of Kassie's heart, then said with a grin, "With a little help from some friends."  

    As he spoke those words faeries began to appear above them.  Startled vampyres blinked as a thousand faeries appeared and danced above them. They fluttered and flittered and filled the air with silver and gold faerie dust. As faerie dust tends to do, it vanished as it touched vampyres, other creatures, and objects.  Those vampyres who welcomed the silver and gold Magick falling upon them gently found themselves glowing for a brief second as the dust seemed to vanish into them.  Those who would not welcome that Magick saw the dust simply vanish the moment it touched them and not leave them with any gentle glow.  The stones themselves seem to absorb the dust and began to subtly glow.    

    Four of those thousand faeries that filled the air carried a golden crown heavily encrusted with blood red rubies and white diamonds.  Kassie smiled at her old friend Fanny Mae as she removed the beaded head band, then the three other faeries lowered the crown onto her head. The sight of a thousand faeries and feel of their dust were astonishing enough to the assembled crowd of bloodsuckers.  As was seeing the crown placed upon their new Queen's head by three of them.  But, when the little faerie with the most beautiful set of wings of them all fluttered over and covered their Dark Lord's cheek in faerie kisses, even the oldest of the vampyres thought now they had seen everything.  But that was before the sound of a flute begin to fill the night air, and the cloven footed Pan pranced into the circle of stones.  As Fanny Mae fluttered off to join the other faeries Drake rose from his Black Throne and turned to Kassie.  He held out his hand, as Kassie smiled and rose from her Black Throne he said, "Come my Queen let's dance again to Pan's flute so that those gathered tonight can see how blessed by the very Magick that helped create them our union truly is."  

    Though all gathered there that night had seen their Dark Lord dance frequently before, none had ever seen him dance as he did that night. To the tune of Pan's flute, he danced and whirled Kassie within the circle of stones.  The silver tips on his black booted feet flashed and sometimes seemed to spark as he danced to the tune of Pan's pagan flute.  Kassie's dainty high heeled clad feet kept perfect time with his dancing boots, as her gown whirled and fluttered about them. Never had the dancing Dark Lord of the vampyres looked so dashingly handsome. Never had the witch in his arms who was now a Queen looked so beguilingly beautiful. The flame of passion and love that burned within them for each other could be clearly seen as they danced to the tune of Pan's flute. Just when the assembled crowd of bloodsuckers thought now they really had seen it all, two snow white unicorns pranced into the circle of stones. Drake and Kassie danced over to them.  Drake gave Kassie a passionate kiss, then picked her up and set her upon one of the unicorns.  Kassie had to hitch her gown up in a rather unlady like way as Drake set her astride the unicorn and as she did Beezie turned to Thadeus and said with a wide wicked grin, "They're right, nothing beats a great pair of legs." Drake laughed as he nimbly leaped astride his unicorn then the two golden horned creatures whirled and pranced out of the circle of stones. Surrounded by the Royal Guard, a thousand faeries and the cloven foot Pan, they made their way to Kassie's castle with a motley crew of vampyres tagging along behind them.

    There had been a time long ago when his species had freely mingled with mystical magickal creatures like faeries, elves, pixies and unicorns.  But, as time had passed he had seen his species setting itself apart from that community of mystical magickal creatures.  His species as a whole had lost its connection to the Magick which had truly created it.  Kassie would reconnect them though to that Magick.   Some would relish that reconnection.  Others though would resist it.  Those of his species who were too wrapped up in and enamored of the concept that vampyres were so evil they were a breed apart, would have to stop clinging to that view, or risk a fate far worse than death. To some, the sight of their Dark Lord upon the back of a snow white unicorn was blasphemy.  As were the thousand faeries and that flute playing cloven footed Pan. Some were not the least bit happy about the evening's turn of events.  However, they put great value on what passed for a life for them, and thus were very careful of their thoughts as the procession made its way towards the castle where the Coronation would continue.

    When the procession did reach the castle Drake lept from the back of his unicorn, then lifted his beloved little Queen from the back of hers. The unicorns whirled and pranced back into the forest surrounding the castle grounds.  Pan gave Drake a nod and wink, Kassie a slap on her royal booty, then pranced back into the forest.  Fanny Mae planted faerie kisses on Drake and Kassie again, then she and the other faeries fluttered back into the forest as well. The Royal Guard then escorted Drake and Kassie into the castle. When they were comfortably seated in the heavily padded purple and gold thrones that Kassie had called, almost tackily ornate, and the members of the Royal Guard were properly in their positions, the Captain of the Guard invited the guests who were assembled outside the castle to enter.  As the vampyres accepted the invitation to the enter the castle, Beezie led them through the open doors into the Grand Ballroom.  Once the guests were comfortably assembled before the royal pair, Drake looked out upon them for several moments.  As he gazed out upon them, he caught and locked gazes for a brief instant with some of the guests. Some of them winced and felt a cold chill running down their undead spines as he locked gazes with them.  After a few moments Drake leaned against the heavily padded back of his throne and said, "I know some were surprised at the other guests who attended the earlier festivities outside the castle. I would suggest you get used to seeing such guests in around this castle because I have gone to great lengths to invite and welcome them here.  The forest surrounding this castle is home to a wide variety of creatures, both natural and magickal. Indeed, it is one of the few places where unicorns still live.  I have gone to great lengths over many centuries to insure that this castle is surrounded by as much of the Magick that was responsible for my creation, and in turn yours, as possible."

    Drake paused for a moment, smiled at Kassie as he turned towards her, then reached over and took the hand that was resting on the arm of her throne in his. He nodded towards her once, then turned his head back towards the vampyres assembled in front of him and said, "This woman that sits beside me is destined to be an intricate part of the preservation and evolution of that Magick.  It is my wish to see that Magick preserved and able to evolve.  And that we as a species take our rightful place again within the realm of Magick that helped create us.  I bid those of you here tonight to celebrate the return of that Magick with me."

    The coronation, and the great ball that was held afterward it would be talked about for centuries afterwards by those who attended them.  And become legend to those who heard the tales about it. Drake had not had the great ball room decorated in darkness and blood to celebrate Kassie's coronation.  Tapestry spun of golden cloth with embroidered pictures of many mystical magickal creatures hung from the walls of the room. The chandeliers bathed the room in a soft light that was like a full moon on a clear summer night.  And the stars painted upon the ceiling seemed to twinkle and glow like real stars do as the vampyres danced beneath them. The Magick was all around them. The room they danced in saturated with it. The castle itself emitted it. Drake had carefully planned the castle to do that. The meticulously laid out grounds surrounding the castle vibrated with it. Drake had declared the castle and grounds surrounding it a no feeding zone; and he, along with many of his bloodthirsty children, were noticing that their hunger was minimal and easily kept in check while they danced within the confines of The Magick surrounding them.

    He watched with pleased satisfaction as giggling faeries sometimes fluttered into the room. He saw smiles of true pleasure and sometimes a touch of wonder on the faces of many of his bloodthirsty children as the giggling faeries fluttered among them. As they flittered and fluttered among them, the faeries sprinkled some with a touch of golden faerie dust. Drake was very pleased to see that those giggling faeries touched each member of the Royal Guard with their golden dust as they fluttered about. He could not help but chuckle as Fanny Mae paused and planted a faerie kiss on the cheek of The Captain of that Royal Guard. Beezie's handsome face was a mixture of shocked wonder and sheepishness at his own simple pride and pleasure at that light as air kiss. Fanny Mae had said with a giggle that somehow was heard throughout the room, "I always wanted to kiss the devil. But not on the ass."  Many within the room roared with laughter. Beezie laughed hardest of all. When the elves arrived and began to play upon their fiddles, Beezie was among the first to dance a merry jig to the tune of their fiddles. And oh what a figure that handsome devil cut as he danced that merry jig to the tune of those fiddles. Drake found it difficult for a moment to keep his jealousy under check when Beezie took Kassie by the hand and danced one jig with her.  But, he knew that dance was Beezie's way of showing all assembled there that night that he too felt The Magick that was all around them. Beezie was insuring they all knew there would be true hell to pay for anyone who tried to bring harm to the Mistress of that Magick.

    Kassie glowed from The Magick surrounding her, as well as from that within her. It almost hurt Drake to gaze upon her at times because she looked so beautiful that night. And it nearly shattered his stone cold heart at times to see the look in her eyes at times as she would suddenly remember another magickal time and place, and the pain and sorrow he had brought to her then. He wanted to wipe that pain and sorrow from her soul so completely, her beautiful amber eyes would never again be clouded by the memory of it. That shadow of past pain in her amber eyes made him want to scream and go to his knees before her in front of all assembled and beg her forgiveness. If doing that would erase the past pain from her eyes he would have gladly dropped to his knees at her coronation. But, he knew it would take more than a grand dramatic gesture to forever clear that shadow from her eyes.  It would take time and much patience to do that.  So he merely bided his time and stroked her mind with softly whispered words of love as they danced. Eventually, he would completely erase that look of past pain from her beloved amber eyes. He had to because he knew that no matter what, he would love this woman he now held in arms for the rest of eternity.  And not because of any past curse levied upon him.  But, because the mortal woman she had become in this lifetime had completely won his cold hard heart before he had ever touched her in this lifetime.

    She was the only one who made him smile the way she did.  The one only one who melted his heart of stone.  The only one who lightened his black as coal soul with her smile and touch. The only one who completely captivated his mind and often sent his senses reeling with her kisses and caresses.  No other one moved him as she did.  No other made him feel the emotions she made him feel.  She completely filled the dark void that had become his existence with happiness, laughter, love, and so many other things he never thought he would have.  She freely gave him all these things.  And asked nothing but his love in return. She did not ask that his love be gift wrapped in power and bound with the dark bow of immortality.   Her only demand upon was that of fidelity.  And he considered that more a blessing than a demand.  She worried he could not meet what she considered a ruthless demand.  He was ruthless when it came to ensuring her safety and happiness because he knew he would never want anyone else in his cold embrace but her.  She worried some bloodsucking floozie might turn his head. Knowing what he did about those jealous bloodsucking floozies who worried her, but who couldn't have turned his head if they stood on theirs with their naked legs spread wide, he worried about keeping her adorable head safely intact upon her lovely neck and slender shoulders.   

    Tonight's coronation of his beloved little Queen would have ramifications she did not yet fully understand.  Drake's refusal to break his ties with the ancient Pagan Magick which had created him had become a bone of contention between him and some of his bloodthirsty children for quite some time now.  And now he had presented them with a Queen who would greatly strengthen those ties to that ancient Magick. He knew how disenchanted some were with having Kassie for their Queen.  They refused to admit that they were a part of the Magick that created faeries, elves, unicorns and other mystical creatures. This faction of his bloodthirsty children saw themselves as something separated from other species.  Something created from pure evil. It was not evil though that had created the creature who was now their unholy Father. Blood, Magick and love had created that creature.  Evolution had refined that creature into more than that foolish mortal man he had once been could have ever dreamed of becoming and made him the Dark God that he now was. Formerly, he had shown a great deal of leniency with his bloodthirsty brood. But things had recently changed.  The line would be most clearly drawn now that he had his beloved little Queen beside him. Their dark Camelot would be filled with the ancient Magick that helped create him. Kassie's coronation was simply a taste of things to come. His rule with his beloved little Queen would be the direct opposite of what some of his bloodthirsty children wanted.  Their rule together would be an endless age of golden Magick.

    Some of his thoroughly modern younger bloodthirsty children worshipped the blood of immortality itself as the base of their power.  But, they had been created by other vampyres, who had been created by other vampyres and so on and so forth.  Only Drake himself had not been created from the blood of another vampyre.  What had created him was Magick combined with the blood of a High Priestess who had loved him more than she should have. Over time, he had learned to appreciate the power of that ancient Magick and the true value of that love.  Though he had refused to admit it to himself at first, Drake had fallen deeply in love with Kassie even before he had ever held her in his cold embrace and realized she was his destiny.  He had denied that love at first, then fought it. But, it had been a losing battle.  He thought he had done the unthinkable and fallen in love with a mortal woman.  He thought going to her would cost him any chance of meeting his true destiny if there were even a slim chance of that left.  He thought he was breaking the laws of Magick again by going to her whereas he had unknowingly done what those laws required.  He had been nothing but a mere mortal when the High Priestess who loved him too much had broken the laws of Magick and created him.  

    As he danced with his beloved little Queen and whirled her in his arms in the midst of his bloodthirsty children, he remembered the battle that had raged within him over Kassie when he still thought her a mere mortal.  He had been promised a true witch as his destiny.  He wanted to love only that true witch. Yet, he had allowed his stone cold heart to be won by what he thought was nothing more than a mere mortal that he hadn't even held in his cold embrace yet.  He had paced the library in his dark castle with a thesaurus in hand and called himself every form of moron he could find when he first realized the depth of his feelings for her. Then he had tossed the thesaurus aside and angrily stalked over to the section of the library that held all her work.  He yanked a book from the shelf intending to fling it and the rest of her books to the floor and reduce them to a pile of ashes.  Then he had glanced down at the book in his hand.   His gaze locked onto the photo of Kassie on the back cover of the book.  His hold upon the book softened as he bowed his head in defeat and softly cursed himself for what he knew he would eventually do.  Then he stretched out on the couch in the library and read the book in his hand.

    As he remembered that night he looked down at the word witch who had so enchanted him and felt his black as coal soul smile.  He pulled her close to him as they danced and closed his cobalt eyes for a moment as a wave of feelings overwhelmed him.  She had been able to evoke all those feelings in him even when he thought her nothing more than a very enchanting but still merely mortal word witch.  He had postponed going to her until he had achieved some degree of control over the many emotions she evoked in him. Then he had gone to her, then watched and listened in stunned amazement as she called his true name thrice.  Now the only emotion he really had to control was his desire to sink his fangs deeply within her soft skin and bring her over to the darker side of immortality with him.  Well that and the lustful passion she evoked in him at times.  Oddly enough it was getting easier to control the desire to sink his fangs deeply in her than it sometimes was to control the urge to sink his now perpetually hard cock into her.  Even now as they danced together among his bloodthirsty children he ached with lust for her as he felt her body pressed against his. He pulled her even tighter against his body and with an evil grin whispered against her shell-like ear, "You make my balls ache my beloved Queen."

    Kassie had looked up at him then replied with a charming grin, "Oh baby that was such a really sweet nothing." She reached up with one hand, and as she pulled his head down her grin turned wantonly wicked. After blowing once in his ear and making his spine shiver with the feel of her hot breath in his ear she panted, "And you already know you make my panties, when you let me wear them now, damp."

    The feel of her hot breath combined with her softly drawled words, nearly snapped the chains of his self control. He clutched her more tightly and whispered, "Oh you wicked little witch.  I should turn you over my knee and spank you for that."

    Kassie had merely giggled and whispered back, "Ooh that would make you so hard you would hurt."

    Drake had growled softly then bent his handsome head down and kissed her until she was breathless.  As they kissed the soft seductive voice in her mind moaned, "Oh fuck baby, I am already that."  He was so hard, and hurting with desire for her it was getting difficult to stand, much less dance with her. His kiss became more intense and the voice in her mind moaned, "I need you, now!" Before she could reply they vanished from the midst of his bloodthirsty children. Kassie already had her hand down his silk trousers when they reappeared on the daybed in her lavender loft.  Drake ran his hand up her gown and slid two fingers into her warm wetness.  He was so hard, her soft touch as she stroked him was a form of exquisite torture.

    Kassie moaned as his fingers slid deeply inside her and pressed herself down onto those fingers as they stroked her G-spot.  She couldn't stop herself from humping his fingers as they continued to wiggle and stroke inside her. She thought she might pass out for a second with pure pleasure when his thumb began to gently massage her clit. The feel of his fingers deep inside her and his cock twitching and lunging against her hand caused her to tear her mouth from his and bite his shoulder as a toe tingling orgasm washed over her.  

    Drake normally prided himself on having a slow hand and taking his sweet time with Kassie.  But tonight his need for her was overwhelming.  The Magick around and between them in the room was keeping his bloodlust at bay. What was consuming right then was a need to bury his cold hard omnipotent cock in her warm wet velvet walls.  He removed his fingers from inside those warm wet walls, then after sucking them for a moment, pushed Kassie's gown up, raised her thigh high stocking clad legs and draped them over his broad shoulders.  He gave a low deep throated growl of pleasure as he plunged inside her.  The feel of those warm wet velvet walls rippling along his hard cock made him dizzy as he buried himself up to his balls inside her.  

    Kassie moaned with pleasure at the feel of him sliding inside her.  And whimpered with lust at the sound his growl.  She watched as he paused for a moment, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes.  The sight of him took her breath away and caused her to bite her lower lip as another toe tingling orgasm engulfed her.  Then he tilted his handsome head down, opened his cold cobalt blue orbs and gazed down into her eyes.  Kassie's nails dug into his buttocks.  She cried his true name out once as he began to slowly rock her world.

    As he lost himself within her amber eyes and heard the sound of her calling his true name once, he smiled and called her his beloved Queen.  With each slow stroke that he took he whispered an endearment to her. When he had first sunk deeply within her, the pleasure had been so intense he feared he might howl with the first stroke he took.  The pleasure had not become any less intense, but his self control had strengthened as he had gazed into her beloved amber eyes.  He had seen the looks of lust she provoked in so many others.  Just as she had seen the looks of lust, he provoked in so many other as well.  He wanted her to know beyond a shadow of a doubt though that he lusted only for her.  And he needed to know that she lusted only for him.  As he continued his slow strokes, he saw what he needed to in her amber eyes. And knew that she also saw what she needed to see reflected in his cold cobalt eyes.  

    Drake knew that they both needed moments such as this.  Moments when they could gaze into each other's eyes as they experienced the passion they had only for each other. They existed now in a world filled with many dark lusts.  Both were sexually lusted after by many others.  It came with the territory for both of them. Kassie evoked lust in others just as easily as he did.  But, only in each other, could they experience the kind of lust they provoked in others.  And only with Kassie could he experience true love.  He cherished the true love she gave him.  But, he also set great value on the love he felt for her. He knew full well he would never love anyone else the way he did Kassie.  He had no intention of losing the one thing that could evoke this kind of love in him.  The dark truth was he could mind program Kassie or anyone else to worship him above all others.  What he couldn't do, was mind program himself to love anyone. He had fallen in love with Kassie against his own will. First, he struggled against the emotions she evoked in him. Then finally he bowed his head in defeat and accepted those emotions. Having to admit that he had fallen in love with what he thought at the time was a mere mortal woman like Kassie, had been hard to do. After all, he was the Dark God of the vampyres whose stone cold heart had been immune to the best seductresses of the ages.  Yet, long before he went to her, Kassie had captured that stone cold heart.

    He paused his slow stroking for a moment and savored the tight rippling warmth of her velvet walls wrapping around his cold hard omnipotent cock. He continued to gaze steadily into her eyes.  He began to speak softly to her. "I fell in love with you when I thought you a mere mortal woman. Fell so hard that although I thought I was breaking a vow I had made to myself and the Powers That Be, I came to you that night.  I went to you knowing full well that once I did, I would never give you up.  The truth is even if you had not been who and what you really are, you would still be my Queen.  I want you to understand that." Then he had leaned down and kissed her until she was breathless as he began to once more rock their world.

    Kassie clung to him and dug her long nails into his the skin of his buttocks as he rocked their world now at a much faster and harder pace.  The sound of his low moaning growl as he drove himself to sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine that caused her to gasp and dig her nails in even harder as she arched upwards.  Drake growled again in a way that made her quiver from the top of her head to the tips of her toes and kept up the relentless hard and fast pace.  Kassie could feel him getting closer to the edge.  She could feel his hard cock throbbing and twitching inside her.  She saw the look on his face as he closed his eyes and bared his fangs. What she could feel and see caused her to cross that edge so hard she was shaking and quivering as she clung to him. She was so close to fainting from pure pleasure she couldn't have called his true name again if she had wanted to.

    As Kassie began to shake and make incoherent little gasps of pleasure that made his mind reel, Drake's growl began to have more a hint of a howl in it. The feel of her warm wet walls convulsing around him was making him dizzy with pleasure.  That she could reduce him to a state of pleasurable dizziness like this was one reason he would never let her go.  The feel of her nails digging into his buttocks was driving him crazy in a way only she could drive him crazy.  It was the feel of her frantically wiggling toes against the back of his head though that finally brought him over the edge. There was just something about the feel of her little toes frantically wiggling in ecstasy against the back of his head that drove him wild.  He growled and clung to control as long as he could, then finally pressed his handsome head back against those wiggling toes, and howled. When the echo of his howl had died away Kassie slowly lowered her legs until they were wrapped around his lower back.  Drake leaned over and kissed her tenderly.  Kassie clung to him and returned his tender kiss. As she did, he stroked her mind with softly whispered words of love that echoed through her soul.  

    As he had thought it might, the Magick that had been within these castle walls tonight had given him another brief reprieve from the hunger that usually followed moments of lust. He took advantage of that brief reprieve to cuddle with Kassie for a few precious moments before they had to return their guests. As he held her close he whispered, "I have been granted another brief reprieve from the hunger my beloved Queen. I intend to take full advantage of it again if I can before the hunger returns, but in a few moments we must return to that motley crew downstairs."

    Kassie looked up at him as she cuddled into his cold embrace and said, "Yeah it is best we keep an eye on that bunch."

    Drake simply chuckled and replied, "Oh it's not about keeping an eye on them my beloved. They are well watched even if we aren't there, and they know that.  I want them watching us dear. I want them to watch closely and fully understand my feelings for you so that they comprehend on a very profound level what I will do to anyone making any kind of vain attempt to dethrone your royal ass."  Drake scooted up on the day bed, pulled Kassie up to him and tucked her under his arm then as he snapped his fingers said with a grin, "But we have time to relax for a few moments before we go back downstairs."  

    Kassie grinned back at him, took the eternal doobie from his fingers then snuggled against him and inhaled deeply.  She closed her eyes and relaxed against him as she held her breath for a moment, then after she exhaled said, "They will view those feelings as a weakness my heart."

    A fleeting shadow of softness crossed the cold hard planes of Drake's face as he smiled down at her and said, "You called me your heart."

    Kassie smiled back up at him and replied, "You are that. In more ways than some of those downstairs will ever comprehend."

    Her reply made his soul smile. He leaned over and kissed the top of her head then snapped his fingers and handed her a familiar red and white can. "That is so very true my beloved.  And as to some perceiving my love for you as a weakness, let them think what the will.  I know it is now my greatest strength."

    After Kassie had taken a few more tokes of the eternal doobie and few sips of the real thing, they returned to motley crew of guests downstairs.  They reappeared on the platform their thrones were on. Kassie turned to go to her throne after giving Drake a kiss, but he grabbed her and as he sat down pulled on her onto his lap.  Kassie remarked she wasn't sure if this was a proper seating arrangement for a Queen at her coronation.  Drake merely chuckled and replied, "It's the best seat in the house for you."  Some of the guests noted that although the Queen was now in the safest seat in the house for her, the Royal Guard had swiftly resumed their places around the King and Queen. The protective barrier around Kassie was an incredibly strong one. What many did not realize was how lethal the woman behind that protective barrier was becoming.  Drake had been relentless about Kassie learning to master all her powers as quickly as she could.  She was not yet all that she would eventually become, but she was a long way from being the cream puff Queen some thought her to be.  Drake and Kassie were content though to let some think that of her.  Both knew how effective the element of surprise could be.

    As Drake gazed over the shoulder of his beloved little Queen and watched the festivities taking place in her honor, he was pleased to see that many were truly enjoying the celebration.  He was aware some had wandered through the grounds surrounding the castle and enjoyed the Magick they discovered on their moonlight stroll.  Some toured the grounds and did not enjoy the Magick they discovered.  Some wanted to see the Magick weaken and die completely, then be replaced by what they perceived to be the true source of their powers.  Coming face to face with the Magick in such abundance and strength disturbed and angered them.  Seeing the Queen perched upon his lap, and the insolent look of power upon their King's face as he gazed out at them angered them even more.  They had wanted a dark gothic blood Queen. A couple of them had tried their best to become that Queen.   Even if she were a paranormal cosmic crime fighting anti heroine, Kassie was no goody two shoes. But stacked next to that bunch, she had the soul of an angel.  They had wanted a dark and vicious Queen of the damned.  He had given them a golden and gracious Queen of eternal life.  And now they were holding court at her coronation with her safely perched on his lap. Surrounded by a Royal Guard the likes of which no world had ever seen.  Protected by a barrier of pure Magick they dared not even think about breaching.  Guarded not just by their dark unholy Father, but also protected by members of every mystical species that still existed, including the Devil Himself.

    Truth be told, their unholy Father was reveling in the quiet mayhem they were causing at that moment.  All that some had mocked about the Magick, was having the last laugh on them now.  Those who had deemed so many of those creatures all around them tonight as useless and of no concern to them, were realizing their mistake.  They also knew that from this night forth, they would be watched most carefully by those creatures.  Any thought or act of treason would be instantly reported back to Drake.  If necessary, there were creatures, including other vampyres, who could easily deliver their heads and hearts on a platter to the King and Queen.  There were werewolves, changelings and all manner of shape shifters present as guests or members of the Royal Guard. A reminder to all present that vampyres were just another of the many species who possessed the ability to physically morph.  Other creatures there reminded all present that vampyres were not the only creatures who could teleport themselves through time and space.  The thousand faeries that fluttered among them that night, were just a small brigade of a much larger faerie army.  Faeries could make themselves invisible and teleport with extreme efficiency.  That meant that countless little sometimes invisible eyes and ears would be watching and listening. What some were just beginning to realize, was that they had been watched and carefully listened to for a very long time now.

    Drake was using this night to draw the line and make it crystal clear that anyone on the wrong side of that line better tread carefully, or they would most surely wind up meeting a fate worse than death. The Magick helping to protect Kassie went far beyond what some of those present that night had ever imagined.  He was driving a stake of truth through the dark hearts of some concerning the origins of their own powers.  Openly flaunting the power of that Magick and his ability to use it to his and Kassie's best advantage.  But, the show wasn't over yet.  Drake gave a wide wicked grin over Kassie's shoulder and a mental command that fully captured his audience's attention.  Part of the Royal guard moved the crowd back slightly and cleared a space in front of the King and Queen.  Then one by one various members of the Royal Guard stepped in front of the King and Queen and displayed some of the abilities that helped protect them.  None had ever seen such a fine display of shape shifting, teleporting, spell casting, fireball juggling and other Magickal abilities that signaled the end of Kassie's coronation celebration.  Though the Magickal spectacle was extremely entertaining, is was also a very effective display of the strength of the protective barrier surrounding Kassie.