Things I Don't Own: Sookie, Eric, Pam, or any other fabulous characters from Charlaine Harris' Southern Vampire Mysteries. Darn it!
Things I Do Own: a kid that starts school tomorrow (thank goodness!), a pool that needs chemicals, and a sadness of what I will do on Sunday nights in three weeks.
Songs That Inspired this Chapter: Down In it and Closer by Nine Inch Nails and Kickstart My Heart by Motley Crüe
Heartfelt Thanks: To everyone who reads and reviews! I really appreciate your comments and encouragement and to my Beta SouthernLady23 who was a blast while writing this chapter.
A/N: Okay everyone, consider this your warning to pull out the kinky stuff before reading this chapter and put your sunglasses on in case the lemons squirt you in the eye. I don't know where it came from, but this chapter just turned into one big lemon. I hope you enjoy and consider this as penance from me for taking so long to update.
We climbed out of the water and I gathered up our clothes while Eric picked up my plate and glass. I watched as he walked towards the French doors. The light from the house framed his silhouette and I took in the vision before my eyes.
I didn't know how we were going to make this work out, but I knew I had to be with him.
Chapter 7
Sookie POV
[Eric's House]
I took the plate and glass from Eric and walked into his kitchen. I began putting up the remaining food and set the dishes in the sink to wash.
"You do not have to do that. I have a housekeeper that will clean all this up."
"I know I don't have to do it, but I want to. You forget I was raised a Southern girl and my manners are ingrained so deep nothing will change them."
"Well then, I will help you," Eric said as he turned the faucet on and began rinsing the plate. He wasn't very good at this whole cleaning thing but I admired that he was trying.
"Here," I took the rinsed plate and stuck it into an empty, probably never used, dishwasher.
As I leaned over to the dishwasher, Eric placed his hands firmly on both sides of my hips and pulled me into him. The thin fabric of the robe was leaving little to his imagination, or mine for that matter. I sucked in a breath and wondered how long I could continue this marathon sex with my Viking while somehow continuing to walk. However, right now I didn't care; I already felt the fire beginning to build inside me.
I lifted the dishwasher door up and listened for the click to tell me it was closed. Once it was closed, I turned on my heel and wrapped my arms around his neck and began kissing his bare chest.
Between kisses on his rock hard chest, I whispered, "Eric can we take a shower? I want to wash the chlorine off of me."
"As you wish, Lover."
And with that, I was in his arms and upstairs in the blink of an eye. We were in his spacious bathroom and he was reaching into the shower to turn the water on. Still in his arms, I kissed him tenderly and wove his golden hair in my fingers.
Steam had begun to roll out of the shower. He set me down so that my feet rested on the floor and I slowly removed my robe while he looked at me lustfully. I took his hand and pulled him into the shower with me. His shower was big and there were multiple shower heads so unlike most showers, two people didn't have to fight for a little water. I could tell it was something he had custom designed; my Viking didn't have to bend down to get his hair wet. He was able to stand straight under one of the shower heads and I buzzed all over at the vision of the water running down his long, marble body.
"Eric, why have you wanted me for so long?"
"Why have you wanted me for so long, but resisted?"
"I asked you first." I squeezed his fantastic butt playfully.
"Well, when you first walked into Fangtasia, I knew you had to be mine. I wanted to drink from you and of course, I wanted to take you away from Compton, now your turn " Eric murmured this while running his nose up and down my neck driving me practically crazy.
I had gotten the soap and was working to lather it onto Eric's body and I considered what he said and how I could possibly answer, "Hmmm…I resisted because it seemed like you wanted to control me and I don't want to be controlled. Why did you want to take me from Bill? I mean, didn't he come after me at Sophie-Anne's request?"
"I understand you want to own your life, but I think you like being controlled sometimes," he said while proving his point by forcing me against the tile wall, "Yes, originally he did come on an order from the Queen, but he was bewitched by you and because of that, I knew there was something special about you. You have seen what a rarity it is for a vampire to become so attached to a human."
I had soaped the front of his torso, his arms, shoulders, and while he had me against the tile, I was able to duck around him to work on his back and I couldn't help giggle at the fact that he'd let me out of his grasp for a moment. He stood with his head leaned back in the water. He allowed me to do what I wanted and I asked, "So…do you still just want to taste me?" I was playing with him a little, but it was a question I needed to know.
He turned and looked down into my eyes in one sweeping move. He reached up to lovingly touch my jaw line and murmured to me, "Oh…I still want to taste you, but that is not all I wish to have of you."
I had suddenly grown unconcerned about cleanliness. I was lost looking into his amazing blue eyes and my thought began rolling off my tongue, "What else do you…wish to have of me?"
"Sookie, I cannot think of a single part of you that I do not wish to possess," Eric pushed my back against the cold tile of the shower and pressed his lips to mine. The passion began to heat up as our tongues fought for dominance and I moaned into him.
Eric had taken the soap and was making slow, soapy circles around my breasts. As he leaned down to work his way to my belly, he ran his tongue over my nipples and I gripped his hair for dear life.
He moved his hungry lips down and trailed warm kisses from my hip to my heated center. When he got there, he hovered and I felt his unnecessary breathing on my skin. I was tingling all over in anticipation and Eric only needed to brush his nose lightly against me to force a whimper from my lips as I pushed his head down urging him on.
Without thinking, I lifted my leg, placing my foot on the seat in the shower, giving him full access to my heated and wet sex. Eric didn't make me wait any longer, he kissed my sex fully and every single muscle I had contracted.
My hips began to buck towards his mouth with a mind of their own as I leaned my head back in bliss and panted as my orgasm began to rattle my teeth.
"Oh my god! Shepherd of Judea! Eric, that feels so good!"
He looked up at me and smiled his million dollar, crooked smile, all the while still kissing me and sucking tenderly on my humming center.
He stood up and reached over to turn the water off. I didn't know if I could move the leg I had so hastily hiked up for him to have the best access to my most private of parts. He read my mind and gently lifted my calf off the seat and my foot found its way to the floor.
As we dried one another off, I asked Eric another question that was pressing on my mind, "Am I more attractive to you because of my fae blood?"
"Well, I think that does make your blood especially delectable to me. But that is just how your blood tastes; there are so many things I adore about you: your heart, your strength, your fearlessness. You are loyal and honest. You are relentless when it comes to protecting those close to you. Your body, your mouth, the way your skin has that sun-kissed glow."
"Eric, take me to your bed now."
He grinned and kissed me tenderly, murmurring into my lips, "As you wish, Lover."
He led me to the bed and paused there to look in my eyes; I pushed him down on the bed forcefully, with as much force as you can push a man made of stone, signaling just how much I wanted this. He allowed me to force him onto his back across the bed and I peppered him with kisses beginning at his feet. I worked my lips up to his knees, lifting each knee up and trailing my tongue around the backside of each of his knees.
I could hear soft sounds of pleasure escape from his lips and knew he was enjoying this. I worked my way up both of his thighs and used my tongue to outline those imaginary lines that connected his legs and hips together, both sides ending at his ever so gracious plenty.
As selfish as it may sound, I needed to have him again before dawn and although I should've probably returned the favor he'd granted me in the shower, I took him into my mouth only briefly and sucked lightly, stroking with my hand as I released him.
I trailed my kisses along this lower abdomen and gently bit him around his navel, still slowly crawling up him while attending to ever place my tongue could reach. I reached my hands out and grasped for his, lacing our fingers together as I kissed his hard chest and nuzzled his neck.
I straddled his hips had positioned him at my entrance. I began to rock the tiniest bit back and forth to let him anticipate filling me. I leaned down and kissed his ear, his lips, his eyes. He whispered my name as his desire overtook him. I smiled just hearing the syllables roll off his tongue and could wait no longer. In moves that seemed orchestrated, I pushed down on his hard member and took him as I also bit his lip hard enough to bring blood.
He moaned in ecstasy and his hips pushed upwards to reach into my depths and I sucked on his lips swallowing his thick, succulent blood into me. I knew he loved it when I drank from him. It was a very erotic thing to a vampire.
We began moving into each other with a frenzied pace that I knew couldn't go on for long. I knew I would be spent after this and I wanted him to go to sleep in as much bliss as I felt. He had drank from me twice already tonight and I would be weakened from it tomorrow but I wanted to give him everything I had fought against at this moment. I wanted him to feel me finally yielding to him.
I pulled my mouth from his and hungrily licked in the remaining drops of blood still on my lips. His lips were blood stained and just looking at him was pushing me to my release. He grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled my lips back to his and this time, he bit. He began sucking on my lower lip and I came undone at the seams. With a final thrust, I felt him fill me and we held one another tightly as our release rocked our bodies. I fell forward on his chest, and he embrace me as the aftershocks rippled through us.
I sighed with the expected bliss I knew would come after a night of earth-moving sex I was used to with Eric. He licked the last traces of blood off my lips and sighed in contentment. I loved that even though he didn't need to breath, he maintained these small human nuances.
"It's almost dawn Eric, you need to sleep."
"It is true, will you sleep with me?"
"Well…of course I will. I won't disturb you will I? I mean, Bill always went underground to sleep. He would never let me sleep with him."
"That was Bill's refusal to catch up with modern amenities. He holds so tightly to the way things were in his human life. We have many conveniences now where we can afford the luxury of sleeping in a bad instead of the dirt or a cramped coffin."
It stung a little to hear this but I thought it was in poor taste to pine over a former lover while I was enjoying a little post-coital conversation with my current lover, so I pushed this thought out of my mind.
"I would love to sleep next to you Eric. As a matter of fact, I don't think anything could make me happier."
"I am glad you feel the same was as I do. I know you will wake before me so, feel free to sunbathe by the pool. You will stay tonight again, won't you?"
"Yes. I don't want to be anywhere but near you right now."
"Have I given you enough answers tonight? Are you sufficiently pleased with our date this evening?"
"Yes, Eric. I'm sure I will think of other things to ask, but you have really gone all out tonight for me. I recognize all that you did. I love it."
"And me? Do you love me?"
"I have love for you Eric. I don't know if that is what you want me to say, but it's the best I can do right now."
"And I have love for you, Sookie. Let's sleep. Come, let me hold you, Lover."
I curled up in the spot under Eric's arm that seemed to have been created just for me. I didn't know what tomorrow would bring, but I knew that I would sleep blissfully in his arms."
Next chapter: So what happens next? You know these two will not have a happily ever after without some sort of drama! Do you think Bill has really allowed Eric to have Sookie? What about Bill? I think all a person needs to finally move on is a little…distraction. Who should we send in to distract poor old curmudgeon Bill?
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