A/N: I am so sorry about how long this took. We just finished moving into a new house and while I am nowhere near done unpacking, I had to get this chapter up. I also had to wait for my internet to get hooked up. But we are all good now and I should be able to get back to once a day or every other day.

Ok, so I know a lot of you were leery of me bringing in Quinn, but he is not a bad guy here. Please give him a chance to grow on you. I always thought he got a shitty deal in the book, family issues, falling for a Sookie who was so on the rebound, more family issues. But deep down I always thought he was a good guy, just with crappy luck. So please don't hate on him too much.

Also this chapter took a completely different direction than what I had originally planned, but Sookie insisted on getting her way so I went for it. Hope you enjoy! Next chapter, getting to know Quinn…..please review, I need all the love I can get!

Chapter 10

Pam POV

My Master is loosing it. There is no other way to explain his behavior over the last few hours. Eric despises humans. Sure he uses them for feeding and fucking and he thoroughly enjoys himself, but after he is done with them they are forgotten. There are maybe 5 humans he knows by name. The rest he says, are not worth the time. And he has never had me purchase designer dresses and shoes for any of them. He would not threaten other royalty for them and he most certainly would never spend three million dollars to secure a bodyguard for a single fucking one of them.

What is so different about this girl? Yeah, she's pretty, smokin' hot body, and smells fantastic, but she is still a human. A human that he has only known for all of five fucking hours. He hasn't even fucked her yet and he is exchanging blood with her, asking her to his companion? Swearing oaths of protection? Maybe he has been cursed, he just cannot be in his right mind and be acting this way. Those two concepts do not mesh.

We sat on the plane in uncomfortable silence. Eric will not even look at us. He stares at her, as she sleeps, her head resting on his thigh. And he is happy, our bond is practically screaming his contentment at me. But why? It is maddening!

"Master, please, what is going on? I am not questioning you, I just do not understand. I know that telepaths are rare, but isn't this all a bit extreme/ This is so unlike you that surely even you can see it." He turned and glared at me before sighing and rubbing his face with his hands.

"I do not know Pam, I am as confused as you are, but I could not leave her there. How can I explain it to you when I do not understand it myself? I only know that she is mine and I will keep her safe." And with that he turned back to Sookie and brushed a lock of hair out of her face.

SPOV

When I woke up I was curled into Eric, and we are on the comfiest little couch, "Mmmmmm" I murmur as I stretch before sitting up.

"Did you have a nice nap Little one?

"I did, thank you. Ummm, where are we?

"This is my plane and we have about another hour before we land."

"Oh wow, I'm sorry I slept so long."

"Nonsense, you have had a trying couple of days. If you feel you need to sleep, then by all means." He was so sweet, I was having a hard time believing he could be the same guy who I watched chop off a another vampires hands tonight.. I am sure that not many people ever saw the gentle side of him. It wouldn't be too good or his rep I bet. He smiled at me and I just about melted. He stood up and took my hand, pulling me off the couch.

"Excuse us." he said to the three other vampires in the cabin and led me to the back of the plane. Just past a very small kitchen area and tiny bathroom was a door. Behind this door was a bed, really that was it, and it was a huge bed. You could fit like at least 6 or 7 people on this bed. I shut that train of thought down before it left the station, I so didn't want to think about that.

He motioned for me to sit, so I did, as close to the edge as I could get. Even though by now I trusted that he would not hurt me, he was intimidating, and to be honest, he simply oozed sex. It emanated from his pores. He was so intense and overwhelming, and here I sit, with exactly nil for experience except for a few kisses that all ended badly. One guy was hoping I was hairless because he liked the teenage look. Another guy wondered how much for play I'd need before I'd put out. One guy was really sweet and thought about how pretty I was and how good my lips tasted. But he was a terrible kisser, I mean just horrible. I felt like I was being attacked by a drooling vacuum cleaner.

"Sookie." that one word and I snapped back to reality and I looked up at him. Our eyes locked and I actually stopped breathing.

"No, none of that. We do not have time for you to pass out again." he smirked at me, which made me laugh and forced me to breath.

"What have you done to me?" all trace of humor was gone from his voice. " it is like you have bewitched me. I crave you more than your blood and your blood is the best I have ever tasted. You make me feel things I do not understand." for a moment I was too stunned to say anything. What do you say to something like that?

"I don't understand it either, but I God I want you too." I barely got the words out before I was on his lap straddling him and he was kissing me. The passion and intensity of is kisses was so powerful that I had an orgasm right there. Eric inhaled deeply and his fangs ran down. It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen and I needed him to bite me. I offered him my neck and he shook his head. He reached behind my neck and untied the halter straps of my dress. I couldn't wear a bra with the dress, so my breasts were bare to him and instantly my nipples were so hard they practically ached to be touched. Eric flicked his tongue across them, driving me crazy and then sent me into a second orgasm when he captured my breast with his mouth and bit, sucking my nipple and my blood. He pulled away from me, blood still dripping from his fangs"Bite me Sookie, hard." I didn't hesitate and as Eric latched back onto my breast I bit his neck as hard as I could. Eric groaned as my blunt teeth broke through his skin and he began to thrust his hips into me. The sweet, cold blood rushed over my tongue and I swallowed it down greedily. I took one last pull before the wound closed and Eric moaned into my neck, shuddering with his release.

I wanted him so bad at that moment, I thought I was going to combust. I reached for the button of his jeans and practically tore them open. His erection sprang free and the size of it shocked me. I knew he was big, I had felt it through his jeans before, but actually seeing it was daunting to say the least. There was no way that wasn't going to hurt. My eyes shot up to his and my breath caught n my throat again.

"Do not be scared Little one, I will take care with you." I took my hand and wrapped it around him and began to stroke it slowly. Eric placed his hand over mine and showed me how to stroke him, his eyes never leaving my face. Then he reached forward and ripped my panties right off me. He wasted no time and plunged two long, cool fingers deep into me and I gasped at the shock of it. I couldn't stop my self from bucking against his hand and I rode his fingers until I was almost frantic with need.

"Please Eric, I need you inside me, please." and before I could blink I was on my back on the bed. Eric pulled his fingers out of me and brought them to his mouth. The sight of him licking my juices off his hand was almost more than I could take. He then bit the tip of his finger and entered me again. I looked at him confused.

"for the pain." he stroked me with his fingers a few more times then took his cock and lined it up with my entrance. He pushed in slowly inch by inch. For a second I felt a searing pain but it was gone as soon as it started. With one final push he was buried to the hilt and he went still for a minute to give me time to adjust to his size. I needed him to move, to give me the friction I so desperately needed to feel. When I began to grind against he pulled out almost completely and then slammed back into me causing me to cry out his name. He seemed to like that and started a tortuous rhythm of slow steady strokes until I was begging him for more.

"Oh god Eric, faster, please." I clung to him as he sped up and I could feel my orgasm starting to coil in my belly. In a flash he picked me up so that I was straddling him while he was one his knees. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he began to thrust his hips to meet mine. I leaned forward and took one of his nipples into my mouth. I teased him with my tongue, licking and sucking, before biting him with out warning, not hard enough to draw blood this time,, but pretty hard. Eric's rhythm faltered for a second and he growled out something in another language., then he came back even harder and faster, leaning me back to get a better angle, when he hit just the right spot and my world exploded. My orgasm was so intense that it literally pulled Eric's out of him and he came with a roar, and then collapsed beside me, pulling me onto his chest. After giving me a few minutes to come back down to earth, Eric spoke.

"Sookie, I am sorry."

"For what,? that was amazing!"

"I was your first time and it should have been special, I should have taken my time with you and worshipped every inch of your body. You deserve better than a 'quickie' on a plane."

"Well I'm not sorry, I wanted it just as much as you and I don't regret it." he pulled me closer to him nuzzling my hair and neck. Who would have guessed Eric was a cuddler, but he was holding me like a child would a teddy bear. He started to kiss my neck again, and I could feel he was already up for round two, when we were interrupted by a knock at the door. Stavi called out from the other side.

"We'll be landing in about 15 minutes." then we could hear him walk away from the door. We sat up reluctantly, neither one of us wanting to break the spell we had been under. Eric helped me set myself to rights, except fro my panties, there was no saving them.

"Do not worry, I will buy you many , many more so that I may rip them off as I wish." his expression was serious and I got the feeling that he was in no way kidding.

"Now Little one, there are a few things we need to discuss before we land." I nodded but before he could begin again, curiosity finally won out and I asked him,

"Why do you call me that? Little one?"

"Compared to me you are little. Do you not like it? He smirked at me.

"No!…I mean yes…I like it." I blushed about ten shades red and quickly changed the subject. ":Now what were you going to tell me."

"While you slept, I made arrangements for you to have a bodyguard. He should be arriving before dawn so that I can introduce you. He will be your shadow during daylight hours." I must have given him an incredulous look.

"Please do not try to fight me on this, it is non-negotiable. I said I would protect you and I will, and Quinn is the best protection you can have during the daylight at least."

"What's so great about him?"

"Well, tigers are very rare and are especially strong, much stronger and faster than wolves"

I am sure I was trying to catch flies, as Gran would say, but I could have sworn Eric just said my bodyguard was a tiger. He noticed my expression and began to chuckle.

"I forget you are new to all of this. Let me explain. Have you ever wondered that if vampires are real and if telepaths are real," he looked pointedly at me and smirked at me with his eyebrow raised. God he looked hot like that….ok, snap out of it.

"Well, did you ever consider that maybe other things might exist as well?"

"Like Werewolves…or were tigers in this case?"

"Yes exactly." he went on to explain the difference between a Were(wolf) and a were(any other animal) and a shifter(can turn into anything). It was amazing and kind of scary, but I guess they had always been in the world. The only thing that had changed was that now I knew about them.

"Ok, I promise I will be nice to him."

"I never said you had to be nice."

Quinn POV

I fucking hate vamps. I have spent the last 19 years of my life beholden to these dead fuckers and it is never enough. I had just laid down in bed when the my cell phone rang. It had been a really long day and I was looking forward to a good nights rest. I was even planning on sleeping in tomorrow. Don't she that shit happening The queen, Jesus what now? I slid my phone open.

"Hello your Majesty. What can I do for you?" if it's one thing Sophie-Anne loves is having her assed kissed.

"Quinn, I need you to get to the airport and get on my plane. Take a jacket." That was it, no other explanation, no details, just get on a fucking plane. Is she fucking serious?

"When am I supposed to be there?"

"Now"

"I can be there in 20 minutes, may I ask where I am going and why?" I had no choice, might as well make the best of things.

"Minnesota…Minneapolis to be exact and as for the why, well you will have to discuss that with the King." Great, fucking Northman. I hated that Viking bastard.

"How long am I going to be gone? I have to let Frannie know." My kid sister Frannie was only 19 and pretty much depended on me for everything. I didn't like leaving her alone for more than a few days, she had a habit of getting into trouble and running her mouth when she shouldn't.

"Again, you'll have to talk to the King. He bought your debt, I'd expect to be gone a while. Now get on that plane." and she hung up one me. You have to be fucking kidding me. That arrogant prick just swoops in a fucks with my entire life. This is just one reason why I hate vampires. They buy , sell and trade people for their own amusement.

I spend the plane ride trying to think of what reason the Viking could have had to buy my debt, but nothing I came up with improved my mood. When the plane landed I was immediately escorted to a waiting limo and driven to the Kings residence. Sophie-Anne was right about the jacket, it was absurdly cold and it was even snowing as we drove up to the security gate. It was not what I expected for a vampire king. It was a giant log cabin, and it looked like a rustic ski lodge with impossibly high vaulted ceilings and huge windows made of special UV repelling glass. When we arrived there was about an hour before sunrise. I was led quickly to the kings private chamber and inside there were three other vamps besides Northman. The cocky jackass had some hot little blonde on his lap. I don't get how those dead guys get the hottest chicks, but this one was fucking gorgeous. Long, tan lags and cleavage for days in that dress. Maybe she'd be up for someone a little warmer when the King was done with her, if there was anything left.

"Your Majesty, if I may, just what the fuck is going on?" I was getting impatient and no one had said a word since I had walked in.

"I want to offer you a job."