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Chapter 11

Vampires came at us from every direction, snarling and hissing. We had come in prepared though, armed to the teeth. Eric, Clancy and Pam boasted large swords. I was armed with a cross bow that Eric was quite sure I could handle properly. He had trained me extensively in the usage of the weapon. I was trying to hold my own. I heard Eric laugh and it sent chills down my spine. He loved nothing more than a fight.

Body parts were flying everywhere. Blood pooled on the floors, making them dangerous. I lost my footing and slipped, falling hard, facedown. I had no time for the pain to register with my brain. Someone grabbed my hair, whipping my head up as I was brought face to face with a female vamp. Her eyes were feral and glazed with raging bloodlust. I had no fear. She made her mistake when she took me for a regular human. Surprise registered across her face when my strength matched her own. Thanks to all of Eric's blood I had taken, I was just as fierce as she was. I was about to show this vamp ho how Southern girls threw down. I grabbed a hand full of her hair and punched her in the face. Point one Sookie! I drew first blood, but she wasn't about to give up without a fight. That was all fine by me because I wasn't either. Vamp Ho returned my blow, filling my mouth with blood. I wiped it away and smiled at her, infuriating her. Ha, I was channeling my inner Northman. She lunged at me, knocking me off balance and causing me to lose my crossbow. She smiled, her fangs fully visible, thinking she had me. She should have thought again as I grabbed a dagger from the waistband of my jeans and plunged it straight into her heart. Blood and guts flew everywhere. Bitch, take that.

I had a moment to revel in my victory before another vamp came hissing behind me. Thank God my senses had been heightened, along with my speed and strength. I spun quickly to face my rival and jabbed forward with the dagger in my hand. I missed. The other vamp did not. Heat sliced through my side followed by a throbbing that couldn't be ignored. I screamed in rage and pain. I heard Eric above all racket calling for Pam to help me. I fell to the floor, losing too much blood to keep my footing. Pam's black combat boots appeared in my line of vision and then a severed arm landed beside me. Pam laughed. Twisted, indeed.

With Pam's help I managed to drag myself off the floor. We were headed toward the door when yet two more armed vampires waylaid us. Pam made short work of them, lobbing off heads as if it were as something she did everyday. I shuddered at the thought that maybe she might! She hustled me out the door, while the Area 5 vampires stormed the house. The battle could be heard clearly on the lawn. We moved below the porch for Pam to attend to my wound. It was a strange sensation as she began licking the blood away. Okay, it was just freakin' weird. I was in too much pain to argue though.

"Wow, I see what the fuss was all about." Her eyes were hooded and dreamy.

"Oh, Pam, not you too! Damn fairy blood! Hurry so we can get back in there!! "

Pam finished healing the wound and we made our way back inside the house. I refused her blood, one, because I really didn't want Pam knowing the things that Eric did and two, it was unfair to Eric.

We had been gone only a few minutes, but the war was clearly won. Limbs were strewn about and the carnage was massive. I saw my big, blonde Viking battling it out with Wilder. They were the only ones left standing. Wilder's group had been decimated, but he refused to surrender. I could only watch with pride and fear as my beloved did a deadly dance. He moved like poetry, lethal and graceful. Wilder lunged for Eric, while the Sheriff merely shifted from his path. Wilder might have not have appeared as much, but he wielded a sword like a soldier. His skills were great, but Eric's were much greater. Metal crashed against metal making me cringe. Wilder parried while Eric blocked over and over, battling for dominance. Eric's patience was wearing thin.

"It's too late for the girl, Northman. She's already dead."

"For your sake, Wilder, you had better hope that isn't true."

Eric growled and charged forward, his broadsword stabbing Wilder's right arm, dragging it upward, then slicing it clean from his body. The appendage fell to the floor with a thud. Nathaniel Wilder began to howl in pain. Eric walked over to him, kicking the amputated limb as he neared. He drove the sword into Wilder's stomach, and then twisted it.

" I don't make idle threats. Where is Amelia Broadway?"

Wilder made no move to answer Eric's question, which just pissed him off. Eric smiled and them plunged his sword into the vamp's other arm.

"Where is the girl?" Eric asked again as he applied pressure to the weapon still lodged in Wilder's flesh.

Before any more words were spoken, Clancy appeared carrying Amelia. She was pale and I could see the bite marks.

"Her heart still beats, but it won't last much longer." Clancy said to Eric.

"Are you ready to be a Maker?" Eric asked Pam.

Pam's eyes met mine before she spoke.

"Yes, Master, I will make her mine."

Eric nodded then looked at me. Clancy handed Amelia off to Pam. Pam took off into the night with her child.

Eric turned back to Wilder who was still pinned to the floor, howling in pain. The cat was finished playing with the mouse.

" Where were we?? Oh yes, I was about to end you."

With that, Eric removed a stake from his boot and shoved it into Nathaniel Wilder's heart. Wilder had the nerve to look shocked as he met his final death.

It was finally over.

Later that night, after all was said and done, after Castro had been called in to clean up the mess, I lay on Eric's chest. His hands were idly tangling in my hair. The sorrow that had a hold on me made it hard to breathe. Amelia weighed heavy on my mind. Eric was privy to my feelings and thoughts, just as I was his. He felt my hurt for Amelia just as sharply as I felt his pride for me.

"It isn't fair, Eric. She had no choice. Her life is over as she knew it."

"Yes, it is, but the witch will cope, Pam will see to it. I saw you tonight. I watched you battle a vampire, stronger than you. I feared for you, but knew you'd come out on top. "

"I'm glad you knew I was coming out on top because I had my doubts. Stupid Vamp Ho. I could feel you encouraging me through the bond. I could feel you. Eric, show me how it feels to be alive. I need you to not be gentle with me. I need you."

He cupped my face in his hands and looked me directly in the eyes.

"I could never deny you, no matter how simple the request. You could ask for the moon and I would make it happen. I will make love with you, but we will do this my way."

I started to protest, but his mouth was already covering mine. I succumbed to the mastery of Eric's tongue. It was a pleasure-giving imp, making sweet forays into the depths of my mouth. Rational thought escaped me when he moved to cover my body with his. Eric's cool skin was welcome as I was on fire. I was burning for him and he was content to kindle the flames. My legs fell open to welcome him between them. Lassitude stole through my body like sticky, thick molasses. The sinews of Eric's hard corded body dragged against mine causing me to arch against him. My breasts pressed against his chest making the nipples stand at attention, begging for his mouth, his fingers, him. His name escaped my lips on a moan. I was ready to come just from his kiss. My body tensed and prepared for release.

"Slow, Lover, slow. Savor the moment. Relish in my love for you."

I bit down on my bottom lip as his talented mouth found my neck. I tried to slow my responses, but my body was no longer in my control, it was under Eric's mighty influence. My orgasm refused to be contained any longer when the tip of his tongue found my nipple. Supernovas flashed and burned the inside of my eyelids as I plummeted into the abyss of pleasure. Eric growled my name, intent on sending me back over the edge, made his way down my front, kissing, licking, and nibbling the whole way. When he reached my mound, he palmed it. His long, tapered fingers resting against my fevered flesh was enough to make me beg. He leaned his face in close to my body, reveling in the scent of my arousal, knowing he caused it. His fingers then slipped into the hot, wet folds, entering me. My hips bucked against his hands, demanding he give me more. I rode his hand with a shameless abandon, grinding, seeking yet another surrender. Before I could fall, Eric pulled away. My dismay at being left empty and wanting was vocalized with a whimper.

"Min Alskare." He whispered against my thigh an instant before his fangs penetrated. My world was awash in colors that I had never seen. Eric's name graced my lips over and over as my body quaked. After sating his hunger for my blood, another appetite raged through him. He moved my hand to cup his throbbing member. I stroked Eric languidly from base to tip, causing him to hiss. I pointed him to my entrance and then guided him home. He slipped into the creamy warmth as if he had always belonged there. Perhaps he had. Eric filled me completely and then some. Buried to the hilt, he remained still; I could feel him pulsing inside me. My inner muscles gripped him tight, urging him to move, to stroke me to oblivion. He smiled down at me, fangs fully down, and I forgot to breathe. He pulled back and then slammed forward back into me. The friction was incredible as we were both building to an earth-shattering finale. Eric thrust into me again and again, until bliss claimed us both. He roared his climax as I was caught in the clutches of mine.

I panted beneath him, but it still wasn't enough. I needed, wanted more. Need for him clawed me from the inside out. My beast hadn't been tamed just yet. It was urging me. I arched against him, wanting him to move with me. He was still lodged inside and rapidly growing harder by the second.

"My Lover is not satisfied?" I heard the smile in his voice.

I could only whimper in response.

"Do you trust me?"

I nodded blindly. Eric turned me away from him and guided me to my hands and knees. I felt him move behind me. His hands came to rest on my shoulders, kneading and then they stroked down my back. I was tensing, not knowing what was in store for me.

"Relax." Came my Bonded's whisper in my ear.

I slowed my breathing as best I could as his fingers quested between my legs. They dipped into my wetness several times and then he moved them toward another entrance. I was quivering with anticipation and also in fear. Eric's whisper reached me again, willing me to relax. When his fingers penetrated a second time, my mind was reeling. This was something I'd never done. After the oddity of being breached had passed I found myself rocking back on his hand. I came yet again, grinding against Eric's fingers. He took advantage of the instant my body went slack to substitute his fingers with all of him. Fleeting pain was replaced with wonder of being filled where no one had ever gone. Eric felt larger than life invading my body from this point. He pounded me slowly at first and then harder and faster. I was moaning and matching him stroke for stroke. I felt him tighten inside me and I knew he was about to erupt. Eric grasped my shoulders once more and then bit me savagely on the neck. I was finally finished. Sated, satisfied and spent, I was all of these.

Eric withdrew from me a second time and I sighed his name.

"Eric—that was incredible. I've never done that before." I flushed hotly as I recalled the minutes before.

"Sookie, you are a treasure. You are a she wolf demanding to be fucked one instant and a shy maiden blushing in the next. You leave me at a loss. What was I before you?"

He pulled me to sprawl across him. Obliging, I lay on his crest, my heart rate was slowly returning to normal.

"Eric, what have you done to me?"

"Loved you as you should be loved." His simple words embedded themselves in my heart, right along side his name.

I had finally found my place.