Free A Raspberry in the Dark - Tales of a Lesbian Vampire (The Pixie Chix) by Zephyr Indigo Page B

the hill, all of her concerns for secrecy forgotten.
    As if hurrying would bring morning that much sooner.
     
     
     

Resistance
     
    THEY APPROACHED the Pixie’s home, the strangely entwined tree and Turret.
    At least, I hope when Tulip said my room was in the Turret, that she meant the stone structure. I really can’t imagine spending my nights in a tree.
    Then again, looking at the strangeness of the Turret, it didn’t exactly look like a place Felicia would sleep either. It’s as if sometime long ago there was a tree beside a rock, and something grabbed them both and stretched them up into the sky, spinning them together like pieces of taffy.
    “We think that it was once a Mage’s Tower,” Tulip said, noting Felicia’s bemusement.
    “A Mage’s Tower? You mean it was built to look like that on purpose?”
    Both Pixies laughed. “Only if the builders were insane,” Mint said.
    “You’ll see,” Tulip assured her. “Inside it looks like it was once a normal tower, but then something went wrong. It was like this when we found it, twisted and abandoned.”
    “And you think it belonged to a Mage?”
    Tulip shrugged. “Who else could mess up something this badly?”
    They continued to approach the tree. It was quickly getting dark, but the air remained pleasant, and the short grass beneath Felicia’s feet still felt warm from the day of sunshine. She was barefoot, having left her winter shoes and most of her clothing back where she had first crossed the curtain.
    The Pixies, of course, had tried to convince her to leave all of her clothing behind. “A fresh start,” Mint had said.
    But Felicia wasn’t quite ready to walk about naked just yet.
    The scary thing is that I considered it. I actually considered walking around without a speck of clothing.
    Even so, she was still about as close to naked as she could be and still be wearing clothes, just her white linen undergarments, things that weren’t really meant to be seen by anyone. They loosely covered her torso, but not much else.
    Felicia looked down at herself. Even in the lessening light, the outline of her nipples was still visible under the fabric.
    They’ve been erect since I arrived here. It’s like my body wants everyone to know that I’m ready… to be touched… and licked… again.
    Tulip’s wing brushed gently against her arm, and Felicia looked down at the Pixie walking beside her. I could ask her to play with my nipples. She and Mint would have me on the ground and coming in seconds. I could just lie back in the grass and stare at the sky and let them pleasure me all night, maybe forever.
    It excited her terribly, the thought of completely giving her body to the Pixies, but she couldn’t let herself ask.
    Fuck. I really need to think about something else! So with a final lingering thought of Pixie tongues slowly sliding over and into her, she cleared her throat.
    “Hmm?” Mint said.
    “How many Pixies live here?” Felicia said, indicating the tree and hoping her voice didn’t give away where her thoughts had been. Of course, Pixie thoughts are always there anyway, so why am I worried?
    Well, none or lots, it depends,” Mint answered. “There are probably about twenty of us here right now.”
    “Pixies are a wandering bunch,” Tulip explained, “We call this Home, but very few of us stay here more than a few weeks a year.”
    “Tulip is always almost here,” Mint said, “and a few others. I suppose I’ve been here a lot lately too, preparing for you.”
    “For me?”
    Mint looked at her. “Not you specifically, not exactly; I’ve been helping Ariel with her big plan for a couple years, but I didn’t know about you until that first night Ariel sent me to meet you.”
    “Is Ariel here?” Felicia asked.
    “No,” Tulip said.
    “TULIP!” Mint exclaimed.
    Tulip laughed. “Yes, Ariel says that she’s always here, invisibly watching over us.”
    “She is here,” Mint affirmed. “Always.”
    “Maybe, but I wouldn’t