Where Felicia searches for answers, meets the Goddess Ariel, and discovers the perils of kissing.

Pixies… whimsical, cute and with a insatiable need for sexual pleasure. What happens when you drop a serious and sexy vampire into their midst?

WARNING: this story contains explicit descriptions of lesbian sex and more than its fair share of naughty language.

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A Quick Taste:

Tulip laughed and started moving faster. She sat down in the chair and sidled up to the Vampire. Felicia spread her legs, then lifted one and put it on the Pixie’s shoulder.

Tulip tried to look indignant. “Well, that’s presumptuous!”

“Yes,” Felicia said, and tugged her skirt up, just enough to draw the Pixie’s attention to what was underneath.

“I thought you wanted to relax,” Tulip said as she rubbed her cheek against Felicia’s ankle, her eyes looking straight along the Vampire’s leg and up Felicia’s skirt.

“And what could be more relaxing than your head under my skirt?”