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SOOKIE POV
I couldn't help but notice how awake and new I felt, sitting up I wriggled my toes before yawning quietly and opening my eyes. This is not my room. Looking around I noticed Eric lying besides me, completely still – of course he wouldn't be up till later that night, screaming aloud in frustration, and smacking my fist down onto his chest – which in all honesty hurt me much more than it did him, I sighed slipping out from underneath the covers to notice a note propped up on the bedside table addressed to me in Eric's elegant script.
Taking it in between my hands I stood up pacing up and down the room staring at Eric all the while,
"if you've kidnapped me Eric you can shove everything up you, no blood bonds, no nothing, very stupid mistake for you to make" I spoke out loud, not that he would be hearing any time soon. Before unfolding the paper I took a deep breath;
Sookie;
Read this through thoroughly and do not attempt anything stupid. I brought you here – to my house because in all honesty it is the safest place for you to be right now without my supervision; only I, Godric and Pam knows the location to this house. Godric is asleep in the bedroom next door, Pam is at home I believe unless she stayed and I am well…half naked in bed with you. Oh Sookie you looked like an angel sleeping, especially when you were moaning my name, but my pet I will be discussing that matter with you further. You are to remain inside until I am awake.
Crumpling the paper in my hand I glared back over at Eric,
"like hell I'm going to remain here" I sighed hastily making my way outside of the bedroom into a long dark hall, turning around I continued my path, until I came to a staircase which I went up slowly, finding myself in yet another hall, this one was slightly brighter, I assumed only by the lights, not an inch of sunlight would get into this death trap. Left or right, left or right…if only I could decide, well here goes nothing; Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. Catch a tiger by the toe. If he hollers let him go. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. My finger landed by the right, so that was the path I continued down, passing various open and closed doors, I wondered to myself why on Earth would Eric have such a big place, it didn't seem like he needed much space, or so many rooms.
YES FREEDOM I danced on the spot before I picked up my pace running now towards a steel door which I was pretty sure was the exit I frowned noticing the note which was taped up attached to it.
How did I know you'd be a bad girl? I think this calls for a punishment Sookie, I've specified I didn't want you leaving…yet you tried? Or are you reading this before? Well regardless you cannot leave, the door in front of you will only open once either it recognizes, Me, Godric or Pam, our hand prints, thumb prints, scans our face and even an added bonus of voice recognition which only opens once spoken in Swedish to. So my pet, wait until nightfall and please do not attempt anything stupid.
"That A-hole!" I sighed slumping down against the door before I turned my attention to the other note I hadn't finished reading;
You are to remain inside until I am awake, I have taken the liberty of bringing you a bag which is in my bedroom, your essentials such as shampoo, toothbrush, toothpaste, make-up, clothes and so forth will be found inside. I have had Pam buy a selection of food and drinks, so which ever suits your taste. Feel free to use my kitchen, my bathroom, and anything else your heart desires. You may look around, except my office not that you could get inside, but any other room feel free to snoop if you'd like. Also we have a lot to discuss, this new found power of yours, alongside the attack last night, and the Queen, I'll see you soon when I awake lover.
Oh yes, PS (I hope it's called PS, I haven't written a note/letter in a while) We have two more mutual blood exchanges to do, and I am greatly looking forward to both, please be ready once I am awake. Have a great day my pet.
"Hah you wish Eric" I was speaking to myself – lovely just great he's going to be the death of me. I made my way back downstairs defeated.
After a good few hours passed I had made myself some pasta with grilled chicken and vegetables, had two glasses of orange juice, washed up, had a long relaxing bath, changed into a jeans mini skirt, and a simple white with stitched in cream and a soft pink colored cherry blossoms along the left side, brushed my hair and left it to dry naturally which now was down past my shoulders and curly, put on my make-up and decided to read.
Glancing up at the clock every now and again as I sat on the couch in Eric's bedroom waiting for him to rise, it was now 6.38pm and I had woken up around 1.23pm. I didn't look around as I didn't want to pry nor did I want to walk into anyone who was sleeping – regardless if they could hear me or not, I had to admit I was tempted a few times to get up from reading my book which was taken too, but I sat back down remembering Gran and how unhappy she would be if I snooped around in someone else's house.
"Hello pet" I felt Eric behind me instantly as I turned to see him on the bed but was greeted with emptiness until I felt his arms wind around my waist. I tried to pry myself out of his arms and I managed but I was sure it wasn't because of me, but more because he let me.
"Eric you know kidnapping is a serious crime right?"
"kidnapping?" he quirked an eyebrow up, "I disagree with that term" he added taking a step away from the couch which was concealing him pretty well, my eyes fell from his face, and slowly trailed downwards.
He had those broad shoulders, muscular arms, very well defined pecks and abs any guy would kill for. My eyes continued on their way down, his stomach was flat, with an eight pack – of course. A prominent V of his bones combined with the muscle built on top dived down into his boxers which were where my eyes lingered on. His silk black boxers were loose on him, yet not too loose, I was so sure – positive that I could see the outline of his cock, pressing against the material, maybe straining?
I could see each muscle in his arm perfectly defined, where each muscle ripped before, another new layer of muscle formed over, they were like mountains leading up to the Gods, but in this case Eric was the God, and he could definitely pass for one. I could feel the lust in me building with each second passing, I knew it was a bad idea and I tried…I tried so hard to look away and to replace the lust with anger but it was a lost cause. My eyes moved up slowly admiring each part of him again the fine blonde hairs which lightly shone in the lightening of the room. Finally I let out a sigh of relief as my eyes left his body and settled on his face, I thought it would be easier to gain back sense, to snap out of this little hypnotic trans I was in, but I couldn't have been more wrong if I tried.
My eyes met Eric's they were blue, the iciest brightest blue you could think of, just like the morning skies on a bright sunny day, you'd associate his eyes to be the eyes of a killer once you knew him, yet at this very moment they seemed so soft, so welcoming I smiled involuntarily, I let my gaze move to his hair, blonde just like mine It was such a soft blonde, like the Gods above carved each strand from a bark of wood, each one was perfect stuck in place, not a single hair out of place. His nose was straight and he had a slight little tip which when you studied him as closely as I was now it was pretty evident.
"Sookie?" I heard him speak, and within that moment it was like I'd heard an angel speak, silky smooth, his Swedish accent was prominent within that one word, my name – it seemed so foreign so different in my ears; yet it fit perfectly like the pieces in a puzzle would. I finally settled on his lips as the word 'yes?' barely escaped my mouth at an audible sound. I let my eyes slowly trace over the shape of them, they were full unlike most men's, fuller than Bill's yet they were masculine in their own sense, they seemed so hard, and strong; but from personal experience – as of last night I knew they weren't they were like the softest silk, flowing soft silk in the wind, he himself smelt of the woods, very musty, he had his own distinct smell – so very Eric – I giggled at the thought of the name of his scent 'So Very Eric' it would sell so fast I decided to myself.
"Sookie…" I heard him breathe my name out again and he took one step until he was up against me in the centre of the room, I could feel his arms around me, one hand resting on the small of my back as another trailed upwards, by his fingertips – of course the sensation of this, the cool hand and just Eric himself sent goose bumps rising all over me, he smiled a triumphant smile. He knew he was winning right at this moment and as much as I hated to admit it I knew he was too, I tried to think about how angry I was with him but it faltered and faded within seconds, I wanted him at this very moment, I was craving him. I saw him smile even brighter, I could have sworn I heard a low growl rumble throughout him, and as I took that second to blink I found myself lying on his bed, with Eric propped up on top of me. I gulped quietly, and I watched him watch how my neck moved taking down the excess liquid, his fangs inched down,
"Sookie…what are you thinking about?" he asked hoarsely his eyes trailing slowly down my body, I wriggled underneath him desperate from some kind of friction, my mind was screaming at me to stop, to slow done, to push him off – knowing I'd regret it sooner or later, my body on the other hand had a different idea, it was craving to be touched, to be pleased, and Eric could feel it inside of me I was sure with the blood we'd exchanged. And how right I was, his hand caressed over my thigh, moving down as he took my legs wrapping them around his waist one by one. I blushed at the sudden feeling of my French knickers feeling slightly wet, he stiffened for a moment and I watched him confused until he took a deep breath in, his mouth opened, his lips parted and I could see his fangs fully extended,
His lips so softly touched mine, gliding over them with such precision, such technique I let out a whimper in frustration desperate for him to kiss me, and he did; his lips tangled with mine, moving so slowly and so passionately, his tongue probed my lips, and I parted them instantly his tongue met mine and they danced, fought for domination in the sweetest way. Boy was he an amazing kisser, he had over a thousand years to perfect the art of kissing, and he did, he managed it perfectly. I let my own tongue out, to meet his fangs, the tip of it, circling around the sharp point, which enticed him as I received a groan from him
"Sookie yield to me lover, yield to me my pet" he purred into my ear, grazing his fangs delicately over my skin careful not to pierce straight through. My body screamed YES, my mind fought against it screaming NO, what was left? How could I decide? My heart? I looked up at Eric, and down his body, I could feel his cock pressing against my inner left thigh, my core aching for him, I looked up and for a moment his face softened, and he grinned that crooked smile I loved. Hold on? Loved? No. not loved, enjoyed, liked, found cute. I stiffened underneath him, no I couldn't be in love with him, I didn't know him to be in love with him, I couldn't. He was incapable of love as he told me in Dallas, no Sookie no, tell yourself you don't, you despise him, say it to yourself, YOU DESPISE ERIC….no you love Eric, you despise Eric…you love Eric. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, the same two competing against one another, fighting to come out from the depths of this pool, fighting to survive, one was true Sookie knew this but she hoped and prayed it wasn't love.
"Sookie? Talk to me, let me hear your voice my pet, what are you thinking about?" he asked concerned all of a sudden as he must have noticed the lust seeping out from her.
"Eric, I…I want you, I want this," I stuttered quietly "so badly" I chocked out the last two words, the tears spilled down my cheeks, and onto my hair and the bed, "but I can't give myself to you, I don't love you and you don't love me"
"I will protect you Sookie from anything, everything and anyone; I will give you whatever your heart desires isn't that enough?"
"Will you give me your heart in return for mine?"
"I am incapable of love Sookie" and those were the words I needed to hear, I felt a flush of emotion through me. Rejection? Hurt? Anger? Whatever it was it wasn't pleasant and I nodded once before he was off me in one fluid moment.