A/N

- I am truly a horrible and vile person. I promised you this chapter, like, months ago. And, really, it has been started for a long time, but that disgusting thing called "writer's block" took up residence in my head. I was able to get a few chapters of my AH story, so that was fun. Ok, this is a fun chapter- at least the end is a blast, hehe ;o)

I have created a photo album for the story, along with an awesome banner from mmkashley. The link is on my profile.

If you're looking for a laugh mixed with your smut, I created a o/s based on this story involving Pam and Bill. It's titled P B & Jelly, check it out, let me know how demented you think I am- I'm a masochist like that, lol.

I'm also beta'ing for two wonderful ladies, mmkashley's Dr. N and the Women is a great story with AH Eric and Sookie, he's a gynecologist, she's a bitchy waitress- let the fun begin.

The other story is Unbreakable by ericsookieforever; Sookie is actually Eric's maker, things get very heated in the upcoming chapter so, tune in!

Alright, no beta, all mistakes are mine!

Disclaimer- I own nothing, not Eric/Sookie/Pam and the like, nor do I own SVM, I do, however, love to get them all hot and bothered.

Without further ado…

Chapter 10

EPOV

Sitting there across from Pam, I took a moment to review the evening's events. I needed to organize what I wanted to explain to the both of them.

Sookie leaned, unconsciously, closer to me as I bent forward with my elbows placed on my knees.

Sookie…

As I rose this evening, I turned on my side to watch her rest. To a human, watching a vampire rest was pretty disturbing. There was absolutely no sound, no movement, yet I could practically feel the energy humming through her body.

My gaze traveled over her luscious hair, across her plump, waiting lips, down her creamy torso. I lifted the sheet a bit and was overwhelmed with such a powerful scent I felt almost light-headed.

Even in her slumber, she was enticing me to have her.

Unfortunately, being the gentleman (mostly) that I was, I would wait until she indicated that she was ready. Though, if last night was any indication, it wouldn't take too much convincing.

I laid the sheet down gently upon her rounded breasts. My fingers slid along the side of one firm mound.

Closing the distance between us, I bowed my head and set my lip against hers. Barely a kiss. My tongue slipped out to graze her bottom lip.

My large hand cupped her cheek as I bent down for another kiss when my phone jolted me from my worship.

I zipped across the room and pressed the appropriate button.

"Northman."

"Good evening, Sheriff. How are things in area 5?" Fuck! Well, at least I was expecting her call. No way Compton is here to claim his ancestral home.

"Good evening, your Majesty. All is well in my area. Profits are up, killings are down." Basics, just stick to the basics. Don't give away your hand.

"Lovely." The word was uttered with so much boredom, I wondered how long we'd have to do this dance until she asked me directly about Sookie.

"So… I read that your child has made one of her own. Is this correct?" Bingo! Sophie-Ann still acted like the spoiled little girl she once was.

"Why your Majesty, you certainly do keep a watchful eye over all your territories, don't you?" A little schmoozing went a long way. "Yes. Pamela has turned a child of her own."

"Bill seemed to think she was a neighbor of his. Is that so?" Oh, Sophie-Ann. You were a dumb ass!

"Well, now that you mention it, I believe Mr. Compton did say something about moving into the house near Ms. Stackhouse's." My calm voice belied none of the giddiness I felt at letting the queen fall into her own trap.

"You know, Sheriff," her voice dropped to a conspiratorial level, "I believe Bill was quite taken with your child. He kept rambling on and on about what a lady she was and how much spunk she had." I couldn't hold it in. The snicker just fell out of my lips.

Bill… and Pam?

Nope.

Never gonna happen.

Though, I could have a little fun in that regard…

Oh yeah! I was still on the phone. "Interesting. Perhaps I can find out if Pam shows any regard for Mr. Compton."

"You do that." Of course, I'll get right on that.

"So, Stackhouse hmm? That sounds familiar…" I bet it does you pasty-faced whore, "Well, I am planning a little trip to survey my areas over the next week. I will be in area 5, more specifically Fangtasia, in two nights. Please be sure to invite your child and her newest addition so that I may meet her."

"Absolutely, your Majesty. It would be my honor to host your evening." I never threw up in my human life, but I was pretty damned close to it now with all this ass kissing. I fucking hated politics!

"Well, Sheriff, until then." Click.

Damn! 500 years old and she never learned how to end a telephone conversation.

Bitch!

After flipping shut my phone, I felt something of interest through my bond with Pam. Without trying, I could hear the reason coming from the bathroom.

Shedding my clothing, I stepped into the bathroom and slid into the shower without alerting Sookie. Pam was aware, but far too engrossed in her current activity to acknowledge me.

The way Pam's mouth was viciously attacking Sookie's pussy made me question whether or not I wanted to disturb them. This was so fucking hot!

The decision was made once I saw Sookie begin to tremble from her impending climax.

I positioned myself in the most comfortable way to stabilize Sookie.

The way her body spasmed during orgasm was incredible. I'd never seen a more beautiful sight. I nearly came from the feel of her body against mine.

I invited Pam to continue our tryst but she simply bid Sookie a 'Good evening' and left us to our own devices.

Every second of Sookie's teasing was worth its weight in blood. I have never, in my life (or undeath) had a better blowjob.

And she'd never given one before!

Slamming her against the tiles and shoving every ounce of desire and lust into the kiss was the only way I could show her my gratitude. However, knowing I needed to relay the queen's plan and hidden agenda kept me from pounding into Sookie on the shower floor.

After imparting my conversation with Sophie-Ann, verbatim, I waited a moment to observe their initial reactions.

Sookie stared at the floor in front of her; but Pam… the wave of hatred I felt pouring from her nearly pressed me into the back of the sofa.

"Who. The. Fuck. Does she think she is? MY child is going nowhere near her. That crazy bitch thinks she can just waltz in here, size up Sookie and walk away with her? I don't think so!" The scariest part of Pam's speech was the fact that her words would have been inaudible to a human, they were so low.

Sookie's eyes darted between mine and Pam's, trying to decipher the problem. "What do you mean 'walk away with me'? How can she just take me? I'm your child!" Her voice escalated as her eyes pleaded with Pam's.

Pam rushed over to Sookie's side of the sofa and wrapped her arms around her anxious child. "Sookie, she doesn't have the same power over me as she does Eric. Eric is one of her sheriffs, while I am simply a vampire living in her territory. She can't order me to give you to her because… we could simply leave."

Sookie's expression turned horrified as she gazed at Pam. "Leave? Pam…I don't want to leave…I haven't gotten to see Jason. I don't know if I can leave them." Her bottom lip quivered as she whispered the last part.

"Well, you don't want to become the queen's pet, do you! Besides, if I say we leave. We. Leave!" Within an instant Pam was out of the room, presumably in the main floor kitchen… pacing.

Damn nervous habit.

I gathered Sookie's trembling form in my arms. "She just scared of losing you. Pam would never want you to leave your family for good. Sophie-Ann can be a tyrant and completely irrational…at first. However, if she were to be given options and possibly negotiated with, she can be relatively practical." Unconsciously stroking her jaw, Sookie tilted her head up to search my eyes.

"What should we do? If you say we should run, then I'll run… I trust you." I couldn't help tightening my grip around her. The plan was forming in my head so quickly.

"Everything will be fine, little one." Taking her hand, I lead her to the kitchen, where Pam was wearing a path into my floor.

"Well, ladies, we have a royal visit to prepare for." I held out my free elbow to Pam as she looked on suspiciously. "Shall we?"

Several hours later, the bar was in pristine condition and all the area vamps were prepped for a visit from the queen. We'd gone over all the books and any unfinished punishments. Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dumb were still in the basement serving out their penance.

Sookie and Pam had spent the evening going over strategies of how to handle the queen's visit and her unavoidable questions.

They decided to admit Sookie's telepathy when asked, and offer a deal to Sophie-Ann if she requested the use of Sookie's skill. There was very little else we could do. The girls practiced more with Sookie's control during feeding an high-anxiety situations (dancing around a group of humans while Pam flooded the bond with lust).

Sookie had progressed splendidly.

When it appeared the evening's chores were complete and the bar was locked up tight. The three of us retired to my home. Pam decided she would like to be in the same house as Sookie and assumed that I would keep Sookie with me that night. Although I offered Pam a place in my bed that evening, she declined and returned to her own room.

Sookie stepped slowly into the bedroom, her back arching as she raised her arms above her head in an unnecessary stretch. The sapphire colored dress scooped dangerously low on her back. So low, in fact, that when she stretched, I could see the top of her thong hugging her waist snuggly.

While trying to decide if she was being purposefully coy or innocently seductive, Sookie stepped out of her impossibly high heels. Her action spurred my movement and I found myself pulled to her.

Slipping my hands in through the back of her dress, I ghosted across her sides and barely caressed the edges of her breasts. An incredibly delicious shudder moved through Sookie's frame. One hand on her waist and the other between her breasts, I pressed my chest against her back and dipped my head to her neck.

"Little One," my tongue snuck out for a small taste of her slender neck, "do you think it's wise to tease me after I had to watch you rub your body against those fang bangers, for hours?"

"I-I… mmm… I just…," scraping my fangs lightly across her shoulder halted her excuse, "mmm… Eric."

Pulling back just a bit, I slid my hands up her back to her shoulders to push the dress down her arms. The moment it was off her arms, the dress pooled around her feet. Sookie was left in nothing but a lacy, dark blue thong. My fangs were itching to snatch the offending material from her body.

I trailed my fingertips along her spine and watched as the muscles in her back contracted and relaxed in response to my attentions. Her porcelain hands smoothed up her abdomen, lightly tugging on her pert nipples before reaching behind her to sink into my hair. The gentle pressing of her hands brought my head closer to the crook of her neck.

As I gently kissed her skin, Sookie's head turned, fractionally, towards me, "Eric… I want you… I want you, so badly, I can feel it coursing through my veins… please… don't make me wait."

What kind of sadist would I be to deny the girl such a beautiful request?

Well…

I'd be me.

"Sookie…" I whispered in a singsong taunt, "Don't you know that 'good things come to those who wait?'" Making sure to press my obscenely firm cock against the slope of her back as I accentuated my chosen word.

The groan that rumbled from Sookie's throat was so delightfully menacing, I nearly giggled. Nearly.

Within an instant, I had turned her around and slammed her into the bed with my body hovering perilously close to hers.

"I suppose I should mention that I don't plan on doing 'good things' with you… only bad, very, very bad things…" at that, I bit her nipple, hard, but without fang.

My action elicited a shriek from Sookie. Pressing my hips violently into Sookie's, she quickly took it upon herself to ruin another of my dress shirts. Pieces of silk/polyester blend were scattered across the sheets.

I was a little nervous when her fingers scraped down my chest to grip tightly on my belt buckle. Seconds later, the belt was dangling precariously on my headboard and Sookie was trying to slow down enough to work the button on my jeans.

Needing to protect myself before she got carried away and ripped me to shreds, I wrapped my hand around both of hers and raised them over her head to press into the mattress. Using my belt, I tied her wrists together and a stern look had her keeping them in place.

All the while, Sookie's expression had taken on an almost feral look. Her eyes had narrowed and were examining my movements with a suspicious gaze. Her lips had parted, allowing her deeper absorption of the scents swirling around us. This sensory overload was causing her pupils to dilate and her control to slip.

Luckily, for her, I was not in a teasing mood any longer. I had waited far longer than is usual, for me, to bury myself deep within her.

Stepping off the bed to yank off my jeans and boots, Sookie's eyes caught sight of my arousal jutting from my body. A light pink tongue slid slowly across her upper lip as she eyed my cock like a juicy morsel.

I had never felt more objectified in my existence.

And I loved it.

I moved forward and knelt on the bed. Grabbing her ankles, I pulled them wide and began to slither between her legs. My hands ran up her sides as I completely bi-passed the dripping center of my universe. Roughly grabbing her breasts, Sookie's gaze returned to mine. Knowing I had her attention, but only for a short while longer as her concentration was waning, I asked, one last time, "Are you ready?"

"Yessss…" her word turned into a his as I sank into her before she finished speaking. My cock slid through her tender lips and submerged itself deep within her constricting cavern. Honestly, in all my years of enjoying the pleasure of the fairer sex, I had never felt as though I was having an out-of-body experience.

I may have even transcended this plane of existence as my body was adjusting itself to her incredible haven. Once I'd gathered my wits about me, I could feel Sookie squirming beneath me; her soft whimpers were music to my ears.

"Is this what you want, lover?" I thrust forcefully, our hips smacking together.

"FUCK!" Sookie arched off the bed with my incessant pounding. I couldn't get a grip on my lust. I was, literally, fucking her senseless.

In a movement that was rapid, even to me, Sookie snapped the belt in half, reached up to pull me head towards her and sank her fangs into the flesh on my shoulder. Her fierce drinking was wrenching my climax from me by force.

Without another thought, my fangs penetrated Sookie's alabaster neck. An explosion of colors lit up the insides of my eyelids. My last few plunges were punctuated by Sookie's intense spasms. Moments later we were both howling our releases before collapsing, side by side.

"Oh. My. God!" Sookie's hands were still draped around my neck, mine gripping her waist.

I dragged her body across the sheets to lay half-on top of me and half on the sheets. My large hand covered the back of her head as I urged her to lay it on my chest.

Still feeling soft twitches in my cock, I stroked Sookie's back, helping her to calm. Tilting her head up slightly, just so we could meet eye-to-eye, "I'm sorry I bit you… I don't know what came over me. I can't seem to be able to control myself around you."

Tightening my hold on her, I smiled warmly, "Don't worry, little one. You and I have the same problem with control. You biting me simply allowed the opportunity to do the same. And… I must say… you are exquisite."

"Really?"

"Oh, yes. It's rare to find a vampire that tastes delicious. Generally speaking, when a vampire feeds on another, there is very little taste to the blood."

"That's weird…" Sookie acted as though there was more to what she wanted to say.

"How so?"

"Well… the first night… with Pam… I bit her." She waited for my response, when I simply raised my eyebrows for her to continue, she went on, "it tasted amazing. Like dark chocolate and everything I loved to eat when I was human, all mixed into one, incredible, flavor."

"That pretty much sums up what your blood tastes like….so, how did mine taste?" I couldn't believe I was actually nervous about her answer. I was afraid she'd tell me that it tasted like nothing. Why that bothered me, I didn't know.

"Yours…mmm… yours was like Pam's… times 100. I don't think I could pinpoint one flavor; it was like an experience all on its own. Did you see those lights when we...you know?"

Cute. Even after having had mind-blowing sex, enough to make me question the soundness of my foundation, she still exuded innocence and naivety.

"Yes, I did. I'm not sure what it was, but I can tell you, I've never experienced it before." My hand on her back smoothed over the planes, up to her cheek and pulled her lips to mine in a tender, soothing kiss.

Leaning back, she looked questioningly up at me, "Never? That's amazing… what does it mean?"

Relaxing against the pillow to stare up at the ceiling, "I have no idea, little one, but I'm definitely not going to question it."

Peeking down at her nearly unconscious form, I could feel dawn approaching, "Make no doubt, lover… we will be doing that again."

Moments later, I slipped into my rest with thoughts of the scheming and preparing that laid before us. My last thought was of the unique creature wrapped around me.

A/N- ok, tell me what you thought of them lemons… I know, cheesy, but, that's me!