Chapter 6

His Momma Named Him Eric Cause She Couldn't Spell "AAAAAAUUURRRGGGH!"

Let's catch up shall we? One of those interludes like they used to show on the Dukes Of Hazzard. Where it seemed Waylon Jennings had the power to pause whatever trouble Bo and Luke were getting into while his voice over told you just how bad it looked.

I'm Sookie Stackhouse and I have been doing very naughty things with not just one but TWO vampires here in my grandmother's living room. Vampire number one is Bill Compton, my "boyfriend" who has just been thrown unceremoniously out of and over the chair he was sitting in while enjoying a blow-job provided by me, by Vampire number two. That would be one gloriously blonde, tall and gorgeous Eric Northman. He's Bill's boss of sorts, he's apparently quite possessive and he's looking at me like I'm dinner. All caught up now? Good, cause like we say here in the south, the shit is about to hit the fan.

Bill stood up, snarling. It was almost comical to me. Absurdly I thought he seemed silly to try to act like a bad-ass with his blood smeared erection dangling for hell and half of Georgia to see. Bill really was gonna rock out with his cock out. The delirious laugh escaped my throat before I found the good sense to try and stifle it.

"Sookie, I fail to see what is at all funny about this situation. Do you realize what he is trying to do?" Bill was furious. I couldn't stop the snickering sound that insisted on repeating. I looked to Eric, and that killed any impulse to laugh.

"William Compton, as your master, I command you to relinquish your claim on this human. Failure to do as I command will lead to a tribunal and most definitely your staking for treason!" His voice boomed like thunder and the glare in his ancient eyes was like lightning.

"I will do no such thing! Sookie is mine!"

"Shall we then discuss the reason that you sought out Sookie in the first place?"

I didn't think it possible but Bill turned a shade or two whiter. This wasn't good.

He was ordered by our queen, Sophie-Ann Leclerq, to find you and seduce you. She had heard of your talent and thought you should be held close. Bill is a faithful servant to her.

Even though I heard Eric loud and clear and I KNEW he was telling me the truth, I wanted to hear Bill say it.

"Bill, tell me. Tell me NOW!" My scream reverberated through the house and Bill flinched.

"I didn't happen upon you by accident, I was sent here by the Queen of Louisiana to find and seduce you. But Sookie...."

"Shut up, Bill. I don't want to hear anymore. You are not only dead, but now you're dead to me."

There's more, Sookie. He has been seeing his Maker, the vampire called Lorena, when he is in Mississippi on those 'business trips'.

"You cheatin' son of a bitch!"

I lunged for him, looking about as I did for something to stake him with. I wanted to end him for good. Eric held me back, his arms like steel surrounding me.

"I think it best if you leave, Bill." Eric was staring a hole into my now ex-boyfriend.

"No, make him stay. He needs to see what happens next. He needs to feel what I'm about to do, he deserves to suffer, knowing what he lost."

Eric eyed me, apparently he could more than appreciate this vindictive side of me. He knew what my intentions were and was willing to go along with them. In return, I would whole-heartedly give myself to him and only him.

"Sit." One word, powerful and apparently Bill was compelled to obey because he did just that.

I walked around Eric's nude body, slinking like a cat. My eyes never left Bill's face. I would enjoy seeing him suffer. He deserved no pity, no respite. My hands found Eric's erection and I squeezed it until he gasped and uttered my name. I took my eyes away from Bill's dark gaze to look into Eric's ice blue eyes.

"I want you to fuck me until I can't do anything but scream your name. I want you to make me come so hard that I can't breathe. I want you to put your tongue in every hole in my body. I want you to OWN ME. Right NOW!"

Gentlemen, start your engines.....