I rolled over, feeling for the blanket I'd had for years. Instead of feeling the comforting softness of the blanket my hand was met with a soft slapping sound against something warm and solid. The slap sound was followed by a groan from the object in question.
"Victoria, baby. I've heard of doing it in the morning, but I've not even opened me eyes yet." A deep voice rumbled.
I felt the weight of the bed shift and I managed to peel one eye open enough to see Eric's face, smiling down at me. His hair was a mess from an eventful day. His eyes were an icy blue, the sort that sent your heart cold.
"Morning," he whispered.
"Hi," I replied in a small voice.
He rolled over, covering my body with his. I could feel his weight pushing me further into the mattress. Every muscle in his body was tensed and ready to go. His breath was warm on my neck. I was running my hands down his back and over his firm buttocks.
"I'm going to make you scream," he whispered, so quietly it caused me to quiver.
"Oh I definitely will not scream I can assure you that, Viking!" I confirmed, squeezing his buttocks harder.
He pushed his hips into mine, and I heard the slight snap, and felt his fangs dive into my neck.
This didn't make me scream in a bad way, but in such a good way. I felt my entire body give into him, I was about to completely let go when suddenly the door to my room flung open and a man, dressed as if he'd just stepped out of the film Men In Black was backed by 3 other men dressed in swat uniform and heavily armed.
Eric leapt off me snarling viciously at the 4 men.
"Mr Northman, put some clothes on and come with us." The Men In Black dude ordered in a thick British accent.
"Like hell-" Eric began to protest but the man just held his hand up and spoke over him.
"Mr Northman, these men have guns filled with ultra violet, silver bullets. No it won't kill you but will cause you serious amounts of pain. Pants and downstairs." The man clicked his fingers then all 4 men disappeared down the stairs.
"Who the fuck is that?" I asked scrambling to get some clothes on.
Eric stepped over to me, put his hands on my cheeks. He pressed his lips to mine harshly then before pulling away completely he said, "Call Pam. Tell her to leave. The authority are back, as are the weapons." Then he was gone.
The phone rang 3 times when Pam picked up, "Who the fuck is calling?"
"Pam its Victoria, Eric said to call to say the authority are back and so are the weapons..." I trailed off then the line went dead. Almost as soon as the line went dead there was a crash and screams from downstairs then Pam stood in my bedroom doorway.
"Oh sweetheart, you are the only human of Eric's I have ever liked and if can't keep the authority away from you then he's more of a retard then I thought." She said, pursing her lips-clearly pissed.
"It's ok I just-" then Pam was kissing me. It wasn't the first time and I can't say I disliked it; she just always took me by surprise.
"Am I interrupting something?" Eric laughed.
"Hmmm she tastes good." Pam smiled.