The King Was Telling The Truth

Tyrone slammed the door closed to the SUV that had remained parked outside of the king's home. Slumped in the plush black leather interior he let out a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose closing his eyes. That was not the meeting that he expected to have and to see the king was just as cruel as the late Sophie-Ann. Oh how he missed her. Hearing the door opposite him close knowing that Jennifer was now in the vehicle;

"Let's go...Get us the hell out of here!" he snapped at the driver.

Jennifer climbed into the car still in awe of what had happened this evening. She had witnessed the king murder one of his own Sheriff's. Although Calvin was not one of the oldest vampires in Louisiana he was still older than their king. Crossing her legs at her knee she relaxed into the seat. The car jolted forward turning swiftly out of the king's estate.

Tyrone glanced out of the window watching the tree's pass by him as a movie reel. The king's words still echoing in his mind. Surely he must have heard wrong. 

"You think he was lying?" he questioned Jennifer without looking at her.

Jennifer drummed her slender fingers along her upper thigh, her eyes locked onto the driver's neck. Her thirst for blood was growing, ever since the king had told them both about what was happening she felt the desire for blood.

"Possibly. But what would the king have to gain from lying about this? And besides, you cannot question what you have seen for yourself. The lack of True Blood and nine vampires deaths alone this week. There must be some truth in his words" she admitted to Tyrone.

Tyrone simply nodded to her words before turning to gaze at her "Things would have never gotten this far if Sophie-Ann were still alive. She may have been arrogant, but at least we knew where her loyalties lay. Not with the humans and this so called Shifter and this ridiculous plan" he scoffed.

Tyrone could still not believe what the king had suggested to them, it was ridiculous. The king had given them two days to give their final decision.

Jennifer chuckled "Well that is one thing we can both agree on sweetheart. The king is no fun at all. Unlike Mr Northman...Shame he met the True Death, now he could really show a girl a good time" she grinned fluttering her eyelashes.

Tyrone scoffed before turning to face the front of the vehicle gazing out of the tinted window "Maybe he could, but last I heard he was all love struck with some human girl. That is not the vampire that you speak of, weak and pathetic if you ask me honey" he ended with a sly smirk spread across his face.

Tyrone could not stand Eric fucking Northman. He was the end to all vampires, he had heard of the vampire Godric that had turned him. In shame of turning him, he met the sun.

Jennifer craned in her seat so that her whole body was facing Tyrone, her skirt hitching higher on her leg "He would break you in half and you know it. He may have been love-sick....But he would beat you down and stake you himself if he could" she hissed between her teeth.

Tyrone turned to meet Jennifer's fiery gaze laughing "Oh...I see the 'if' in that sentence....He is dead and better of dead. He gave vampires a bad name and you know it. Our king and Northman are as bad as each other. It should have been I that was chosen as king. The Vampire Authority chose wrong when they elected that pompous ass Compton as our king. He could not lead himself out of a brown paper bag never mind Louisiana" he snapped at her.

Dropping his fangs his arm snapped over wrapping his hand around Jennifer's neck and pinned her to the door, the metal creaking out of the impact.

Jennifer grunted with Tyrone's hand wrapped around her neck.

"That's right baby....A big bad vampire you are" she teased him. 

Wrapping her hand around Tyrone's she pulled it back snapping his wrist, the bones crunched and cracked in her grasp. Using her speed she sped so that she was straddling his lap, the vehicle rocking with their shifting weight.

Tyrone screeched feeling his wrist snap and now with Jennifer sitting in his lap, her fangs piercing his lower lip.

"....I am older and stronger than you are" he hissed.

With his free hand he slid his hand between them and had begun unbuckling his belt and pulling down the zip on his pants freeing his pulsing erection.

"Oh you wish baby" she repeated.

Casting a quick glance down at his erection she shifted herself and impaled herself onto his erection throwing back her head crying out.

Tyrone used his free hand that was not broken and began tilting his hips into the air buckling Jennifer who was now riding him. Cracking his broken hand into in a way that he could move it he placed both his hands on her waist. Holding her still whilst he filled her, hissing between thrusts.

Jennifer's hands lay on his shoulders as she began to grind herself into his waist, feeling Tyrone fill her. She threw her head back crying out at the full pleasure, after not getting what she wanted from the king and Northman dead Tyrone would have to do for now. 

".....That's it baby..." she whimpered.

Tyrone began rocking Jennifer on his lap, some part of him needing this release. He didn't know if what the king was saying was true. But right now he did not care, not even for the fact that the driver could see everything that was happening right behind him. Hissing again between her falling thrusts, Tyrone felt himself being jolted forward as the car swerved and came to a sudden halt. His hands wrapped around Jennifer's waist as he held her and with his erection still buried deep inside of her.

Jennifer felt herself falling backwards her head colliding with the front passenger's seat. 

"What the fuck! Do you not know how to fucking drive!" she snapped at the driver who seemed frozen in his seat.

Tyrone shifted in his seat to look out of the front window....And it was not something that he expected to see.

"I'll be damned.....The king was telling the truth" he whispered.