Disclaimer: I still own nothing. I also resent having to repeat this with every chapter I post. It breaks my heart all over again every time I have to admit that Eric doesn't belong to me and I am just playing in AB and CH's sandbox with him. At least I get to make him get dirty though.
Chapter 10
Sookie was starting to get really irritated. Her arm and leg muscles were starting to ache from being stretched out into such an awkward position and the insane vampire bane of her life was just looking at her with a blank expression. Crazy a-hole was probably thinking about sex. That was usually the type of thoughts she found behind such an idiotic expression on human men, and even though he wasn't human, she happened to know that he had working man parts. He'd been pressing them against her while he sniffed all over her so rudely earlier.
"You can wipe those nasty thoughts right out of your head vampire. You are the last thing I want to have sex with." she said in as haughty of a voice as she could manage under the circumstances..
His eyebrow shot up into the stratosphere. She really had to learn how to do that. "I thought you could not read vampire minds." he said in that soft, silky, dangerous voice of his that really shouldn't cause that heavy, hot feeling in her gut.
"I don't need telepathy to know when a man's thinking about sex." she said with a pointed look at his strained zipper. Naturally he didn't have the decency to look at all embarrassed, he just smirked at her. Then he frowned. She didn't like the frown. Frowns did not bode well when they were on insane, powerful, crazy strong vampires who had you chained to a bed.
"I suppose a certain shifter would be at the top of the list of things you do want to have sex with?" he said. That soft, silky, dangerous voice wasn't making her feel hot or heavy anymore. Now it was just pissing her off.
"Well, he definitely comes way ahead of you on my list." she said without thinking. As soon as the words were out of her mouth she regretted them. Now was not the best time to be poking this particular bear. No matter how much fun it was. He proved that point by instantly leaping on top of her, his face right above hers, noses almost touching, his body pressing against hers from chest to toes. Well, her toes to his calves anyway. He was huge after all.
"He will not have you little fairy. You belong to me, and your body knows this, even if your mind refuses to acknowledge it. Your body, your blood, your innocence, all belong to me. You. Are. Mine." he said softly, threateningly. "You will yield to me. You want me as badly as I want you and I am willing to wait for you to beg me. You will beg."
"Yeah, you're right about one thing. My body does want you, I have no problem admitting to that despite your low opinion of my mind." she admitted to him, trying to keep her voice as cool and collected as possible. "That's where you're wrong though. I am not some weak minded little girl that would rather live in denial than admit that I'm attracted to you. I have a strong mind and a stronger will. I will not yield to you. Ever. It's mighty presumptuous of you to assume that I would ever give myself to a man, or vampire, or creature that thinks it's okay to choke me and beat me into submission just because he's not strong minded enough to accept that I'm more powerful than he expected, no matter how attractive you are. God forbid you should deal with me honestly or honorably. No, you have to be sneaky and underhanded because you know you can't face me as an equal. You're not strong enough."
Poke.
He jumped off of the bed and back to his feet, glaring down at the willful, stubborn foolish being who would risk her life by saying he had no honor. She must have a death wish. Unfortunately for her, he was not in the mood to accommodate her in any way, even if she did deserve to die for saying he was weaker than her. He pulled the key to her manacles out of his pocket and freed her. He would not have her thinking he was weak just because he preferred to bargain from a position of power. He could bargain with her on even grounds and still come out ahead. He had a thousand years of experience behind him and she didn't have a chance in hell of outsmarting him and getting the better end of any deal they agreed to. He was smarter, stronger, sneakier and was dealing from a position of power whether she was chained up or not, and he would show her the truth.
"You are free now. Do you feel any better?" he asked after she had stood up from the bed and was rubbing her wrists. He made a point of crowding into her space, wanting to keep her from feeling too relaxed. There were other ways of making her feel vulnerable, and he not only knew them all, he had no compunctions about using them.
"I'll feel better once we've worked this all out and reached an agreement that I can live with." she said stepping away from him quickly, feeling all too aware of the width of his shoulders and the coolness of his unnecessary breath feathering across her face. "So why don't you tell me the high points of what you want out of this arrangement, I'll tell you what I want and we can try to find some middle ground." she suggested, taking a few deep breaths and trying to retain control of her overactive libido. Niall had warned her that this was a side effect of taking vampire blood, but she had not expected that it would turn her into such a raging slut, which is exactly how she felt right now. She had come here after a hot make out session with the man she had always pictured herself with, and now she was lusting after the crazy vampire who had irrevocably changed, and in many ways, ruined the life she had built. She should be angry at Eric, not wondering how his skin would taste and his muscles would flex underneath her touch.
Eric watched her moving away from him, feeling smug at the lust she was fighting against so desperately. So uselessly. He was a part of her now and she would crave him as he craved her, no matter how hard she fought it. He could be patient and wait for her to beg for him. She would beg, of this he had no doubt. "You know what I want, Sookie. I want you. I want your body, your blood, your talent, your mind, your heart, your love. Everything that you are will be mine to use as I see fit."
She snorted again. He would really have to break her of that disgusting and demeaning habit. "You already bargained for and gained my blood and use of my talent. You might even get my body, thanks to the underhanded way you forced your blood on me," she couldn't help but feel smug and push that feeling at him when he looked shocked at her knowledge of the effects of his blood, "but you will never have my mind or my heart. Those are mine to give or withhold, and I will never give them to someone like you. You can't force someone or bargain with someone for their love, and you can't glamour me into believing I love you, so you may as well as give up on that idea right away, because there is no way I will ever give my love to someone who show's me no respect and only wants to use me."
He used his freaky vampire speed and seemed to appear in front of her, his body pressing close to hers and his hands on her waist pushing her close to his erection and dammit all to hell, his proximity and scent made her stomach tighten up, her heart beat faster, her breathing hitch and her panties dampen. Niall had said his blood would heighten her libido, why hadn't he warned her that it would make her want Eric specifically? "You will love me, Sunbeam. You won't want to, and I'm sure you will fight it with everything you have, but you will give me your heart anyway, and with your heart, I will hold your mind as well. You will be mine and you will enjoy my usage of you, you will beg for more." She gulped loudly, betraying her nervousness and he was unable to hold his smug chuckle inside.
Sookie was actually grateful for that chuckle, even though it made her cheeks heat up with mortification, it snapped her back to reality and out of the lust induced haze she had been floating in for a moment. Indignation was good for that. "Keep dreaming vampire." she said derisively, enjoying his frown. "Just because you've made sure that I'm unnaturally attracted to you doesn't mean I'll ever give in to you. I can tell you right now that sex is off the table. I will not give my body to someone I cannot love, blood bond or not. I'd rather die a virgin."
"Which is exactly what you may do then." he said coldly moving back into her personal space and backing her up into the wall. "No other man will touch my bonded. I should kill you now just for coming here to me smelling like another." He placed one large hand on her chest, just above the almost indecent neckline of her halter top and catalogued the way her breath hitched and her heart seemed to skip a beat before jolting into a racing rythym before he slowly slid his hand up to wrap around her slender throat. He applied no pressure, keeping his grip light and loose, not hindering her airways or bloodflow in any way but the threat was still apparent and real. "As my bonded, you should never allow another male of any species to touch you for any reason." he warned.
"Well then, it's a good thing I'm not your bonded, now isn't it?" she said working hard to keep her tone light and dismissive. "And if you keep up with the death threats I may be tempted to just leave our deal as it is now, in which case I will never choose to be your bonded and you will never be able to force a bond on me. It would be a shame though if that's the way things went tonight. After all, I came here with the attention of accepting a bond with you and working out all the details that would go along with that. I'm well aware that if we were bonded, no other man would be allowed to touch me. That I would essentially belong to you and you would have the right to kill anyone who poached on your 'property'." she said the hated word with a sneer. "But seeing as how that's probably not going to happen now, maybe I should just go back to what I was doing before I came here so foolishly thinking that I would accept your offer."
Poke.
His grip tightened reflexively at the thought of her with some damned shifter spreading his saliva over her suntouched skin and causing the intoxicating smell of arousal to rise from between her thighs. The smell that still lingered when she'd shown up here tonight and hightened every time he approached her, ever time he threatened or glared at her, and infuriatingly enough, every time she said something that made him feel homicidal. He forced himself to loosen the steadily tightening grip he had on her throat and moved his hand down, tracing her collarbone up to her shoulder and down her arm. His instincts were screaming at him to throw her down and claim her body in every way, roughly and painfully, forcing her to accept that she was his, but he kept a tight rein on his muscles, keeping his caresses soft, barely touching her silky skin. He moved his hand back up her arm and then down her front, over the neckline of her shirt and down her front, tracing the luscious curve of her breast and barely brushing against her nipple before letting his hand settle on the curve of her hip, digging his fingers into her soft flesh knowing that this grip would leave a bruise in the shape of his hand, and pulling her roughly up against his throbbing erection. "You will not leave here." he stated firmly. "I will never allow you to go to another man's arms, no matter how much power you believe you have."
"What makes you think you can stop me from leaving now any more than you could last night?" she said softly, breathlessly, fighting against the surge of pure desire his actions aroused in her.
"Negotiations have already begun, have they not?" he said smugly. "If I understood last nights events correctly you will not be able to 'pop' out of here until they are finished." She tried to pull away from him, get far enough from his cool grip and intoxicating smell to think again but she only succeeded in smacking into the wall behind her. He followed, pressing his hard muscles into her soft curves, pressing the advantage he knew her arousal gave him. "I will not finish negotiations until you agree that you are mine." he whispered softly, nuzzling his face into her hair and blowing against her neck, enjoying the shiver and goosebumps he elicited from her. "I will have your body and your soul, if not your mind and heart before I let you leave my presence." He dragged his cool tongue along the heated pulsing of her jugular and lightly nipped her under her ear. She moaned softly, trying to give no outward signs of the effect he was having on her, but unable to control the feeling coursing through her body. "You will be screaming my name and begging me to give you my cock before I am through, pleading for the release that only I can give you. When I am through with you, you will crave me the way I crave you. You will yearn for the feel of my cock driving into you, pounding you into oblivion, my tongue licking you clean, savoring every last drop of honey I coax out of your tight little virgin cunt. I will own you and every inch of your body will know this to be so." he promiised her. His words, which should have shocked and offended her, had the opposite effect. Her head fell back against the wall and her hips ground into him, pushing his erection into her soft belly and wringing moans of pleasure from the both of them. He released his grip on her curves and slid both of his hands around to cup her ass and lift her up while still pushing her into him. The feel of her soft heat dragging up his hard body drove him closer to the brink than he would have thought it possible for him to be with so little stimulation. Her body responded mindlessly to his cues now, her legs wrapping automatically around his waist and pressing her heated core into his impressive erection. He slid her body up and down, giving them both the friction they needed. "Like I said," he growled into her ear, "You are mine to use as I see fit."
Her head snapped up from it's prone position against the wall he was pinning her too and she glared at him. Damn vampire! She'd been enjoying herself until he had to go and get possessive and smug on her, dragging her mind back to reality and away from the wonderful reactions he was causing in her body. "Obviously we are unable to agree on any amendments to our current agreement and will have to revisit negotiations at another time." she ground out through her clenched teeth. "Seeing as how you weren't smart enough to press your advantage and just had to go and run your mouth, I think we're finished for tonight." With that said, she gathered her scattered focus and popped out of his arms and into the main room of the bar. She was too distracted to do any long distance or calculated teleporting and that was the best she could do. "Stupid sexy vampire thinks he can use my hormones to control me!" she muttered stomping her foot and spinning around to get her bearings and locate the front door.
Eric fell into the wall when she suddenly disappeared from his arms. He snarled loudly, infuriated that she had gotten away from him yet again, certain that she was going to return to the shifter whose scent he had mostly eradicated and positive that he would rather kill her himself before he would allow that to happen. He immediately heard her soft landing on the dance floor above him and her frustrated and angry muttering, so he used his vampire speed to race up the stairs and seemed to appear right next to her just as she spun around in a tight circle looking for the door, causing her to bump her nose into his chest and cry out in surprise and fear. He hated that he would have to do this after she had derided him earlier for his tactics, but she had left him no choice. If she insisted on using her fairy powers to 'pop' away from him, then it was only fair that he use his vampire powers of superior speed and strength to stop her. He tapped her on the temple one more time, almost feeling bad for the pain he knew this would cause, then took her unconscious body back down to his playroom. This time he used his iron chains and manacles to restrain her as well as weaken her enough to disable her fairy abilities. When he was satisfied with the sight before him he pierced his finger with his fang and gently rubbed his blood into the disturbingly colored and once again swelling goose egg on her temple. This would in no way further the establishment of the blood bond he wanted with her, but it would soak into the bruise and heal the undoubtedly painful knot he'd given her. He resolved not to think about why he would care about easing her pain and sat on the side of the bed, watching her face and waiting for her to regain consciousness yet again so he could teach her the proper deference he should be shown.
With the rapid healing he had provided her with it did not take long before her eyelashes fluttered and lifted revealing her dark angry eyes to his hungry gaze. "You really don't learn, do you?" she said angrily before she tried to pop out of there again. He saw body shimmer a little bit and tensed up, ready to chase her down yet again if she succeeded, but after the initial shimmer nothing else happened. Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. He grinned smugly, pleased that he had been right about the way the iron would effect her. "Well shit." she said softly.
A/N: Sorry guys, seems like these two like the whole scenario with Sookie tied up to the bed and seemingly helpless. Eric especially likes it now that she really is helpless and can't use her fairy abilities to escape him and he tells me that I had better hurry it up with the next chapter, he is very eager to get on wtih the negotiations and her training.