Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own these amazing characters, they belong to Ms. Harris and Mr. Ball.

Author's Note: Thanks again to all my amazing readers! I've had a really busy few weeks, a family wedding this coming weekend and a friend's a few weeks ago -if only I can get through it all!

I'm not exactly sure what I want to do with Bill yet, not sure if I want to keep him around or not... Some of the stories I read on here the author just kills him off -I don't hate Bill THAT much though. If you have any suggestions for Billy Boy let me know and I may just work your idea into the story, haha. A million thanks to my amazing beta BathshebaRocks -my use of commas and repeat words are wild without her assistance -among other things haha. Happy reading!

Chapter 11

Sam's POV

My truck rumbled down the familiar Hummingbird Road and I turned carefully into Sookie's driveway. Her little yellow car was parked in front of the house, it had been moved since the last time I had been here, but that was the only sign that anything had changed. I put the truck in park next to her car and climbed out of the cab cautiously, listening intently with the heightened senses that came with being one of the two-natured.

I could hear no sounds coming from the home as I walked up the path. Eric said she'd be home, didn't he? I thought, frowning to myself as I looked around. A light breeze lifted a multitude of scents to my nostrils; some recognizable, others unfamiliar. The home had had many visitors in the past few days, I could smell Lafayette, Jesus and Jessica mixed with both Sookie and Eric's scents. There was also the unmistakable scent of Weres and blood.

"Sam?" I looked up to the front porch and saw Sookie standing in the doorway wearing a sleepy expression. I studied her, somewhat startled by her sudden appearance. She clutched a light robe around her frame, her legs were bare, her hair was tousled from sleep and her cheek bore an imprint of her bed sheets.

"Hey," I offered hesitantly but didn't move forward. "Is this a bad time?"

She shook her head. "I just woke up sorry, I forgot you were coming today."

I looked down at the watch I wore on my wrist as I started up the path. "It's passed noon Sook," I told her with a little laugh. She had never really been one to sleep the day away, that is until she started hanging out around vampires.

"I know," she replied sheepishly. "I had a late night, Bill showed up and then the Weres from the bar came causing all kinds of trouble-"

"Are you alright?" I asked, concern lacing my voice. I swept a quick glance over her again, but didn't see any visible signs of harm.

She smiled. "Of course, Eric and Bill took care of them."

"I take it that means they're all dead?" I asked. That explained the smell of Weres and blood around her property. She nodded as I reached the doorway. She stepped aside for me to enter and I brushed past her, the scent of sweat and bodily fluids wafted from her. I looked down at her again, noticing she was bare under the robe. "You smell of Eric, and sex," I told her, accusingly.

She turned five shades of red and looked down. "I'll go change," she told me and rushed from the room without giving me a second glance.

I sighed after her, shaking my head. Sookie had been such a good girl before all these vampires came into her life. I wouldn't dare say she had stooped to the level of being a fangbanger, but she was dancing a mighty fine line if she was sleeping with Eric Northman. He was a notorious ladies man, practically had a different girl every night from what I'd heard. I wondered vaguely if she knew he'd slept with Dawn before she'd been murdered.

I wandered into the kitchen while I waited for Sookie and grabbed a glass and the jug of milk from the refrigerator. After helping myself to a glass -I knew she wouldn't mind- I sat down at the kitchen table, returning to my thoughts.

Sookie could and would do whatever she pleased; she had always been foolishly stubborn. I just hoped she was being careful, Eric would likely stomp all over her heart if she gave it to him. He had seemed genuinely concerned with Sookie's safety when we had spoken last night in my office, but I wasn't sure how much of that was a charade. Not only was he a vampire, but he was a very old and very powerful vampire, he'd had plenty of years to practice the art of deceit. I just didn't want Sookie to wind up hurt.

Sookie appeared in the kitchen wearing jeans and a green plaid button up shirt with capped sleeves. She had spritzed on some floral body mist and combed her sex hair into a neat braid that fell to her waist. She hadn't bothered with make-up, not that she needed any, there was no hiding that post-sex glow in her cheeks anyhow.

"Much better," I told her with a nod of approval. She gave me a nervous smile and turned to the cabinets without a word, in search of food. "I was thinking we could go out for lunch today," I suggested as she closed one cabinet and opened the next.

"I'm not supposed to leave the house," she threw over her shoulder.

"Not alone," I agreed. Eric had explained his little 'escort' rule to me last night. "But I'm here."

She turned to me, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth. "Is that what you and Eric talked about last night, he asked you to come over and watch me today?"

I could tell from her tone she was less than pleased with the thought of being babysat. "Not exactly," I answered honestly. "He said that he knew you wanted to get out during the day time, and since he obviously can't do anything about that himself, I offered to take you out." Actually he'd said Sookie was liable to stake him if he kept her locked up inside any longer. If it hadn't been for my desire to see Sookie, I might have been tempted to test his prediction.

"The only two times I've been outside since I've been home have turned into complete disasters," she told me, somewhat forlorn.

"Are you questioning my ability to protect you?" I asked, narrowing my eyes. So I wasn't a vampire or a werewolf, but shifters were better anyhow. We could shift into anything unlike Weres, and we didn't burn up in the sun like vampires.

"No! Not at all Sam!" she exclaimed quickly. "I just want you to know what you're getting yourself into, that's all."

"I'm well aware of who all has been lookin' for you, I can handle it," I replied. Truth be told, the reward for Sookie's capture had been great for business as most of the supes looking for her had walked through my bar in need of food or a blood. I wasn't about to tell her that though.

She gave me a bright smile. "Well then I'd love to Sam!"

"Great," I said and rose from my chair after draining the last of the milk. "You should probably grab the keys to the Corvette, I don't want to leave it parked at the bar much longer."

She nodded and disappeared in search of the keys. I really didn't mind the car being there, in fact I thoroughly enjoyed admiring the sexy little ZR1, but I didn't want Eric to hold me responsible if someone messed with it. Considering the teenagers in this town it was entirely possible it could get stolen, however I don't know why any of them would dare with a license plate that read 'GOT FANG.'

Sookie reappeared with the Chevy keys in hand and moments later we were riding into town in my truck. She chatted on, telling me about the time she'd spent with her distant relatives. It didn't really add up to me, I knew her family was small -she and Jason were the only Stackhouse's left in Bon Temps. Not even Maxine Fortenberry could think of another relative of Sookie's and she knew everything about everyone in this town. I listened closely though and nodded a long; if Sookie didn't want to tell me the truth she had every right not to.

I parked the truck across the street from Crawdad Diner, one of only 3 restaurants in this town besides my bar. Sure there was a Sonic, McDonald's and Burger King, but did those really count as restaurants? Crawdad Diner was a great little place though, family owned and operated for at least two generations, they served up the best homemade southern food in the whole Parish. It was also where Sookie and I had come on our first date, if you could call it that considering it had just been a slice of key lime pie that we shared. I frowned at the memory; that was also the night her Gran had been murdered. I shook away the vivid memory of walking into the kitchen that night and chanced a glance at Sookie. It was easy to forget that she could read minds, if she'd heard what I was thinking about she didn't say.

We sat down at a little table in the corner, I made sure to sit facing the doorway -in case of trouble I wanted to be ready. I laughed as Sookie 'oooed' and 'ahhhed' over the menu; it hadn't changed since the place opened.

"I'll have the country fried steak with mashed potatoes and fried okra, and a big glass of sweet tea," Sookie told our waitress when she appeared.

"Healthy," I remarked before ordering my shrimp po' boy and fries.

"So, I hear you're dating someone," she said with a smile after our waitress took our menus and left.

I smiled and pictured Maria Star naked in my bed with her dark hair flowing all around her, as she had been last night.

"She's very pretty," Sookie said and blushed. My eyes widened, "Sorry, I'm not used to shielding anymore, got to get back in the habit of it."

"Uh- It's ok," I replied somewhat nervously. "Her name is Maria Star Cooper, she's a Were, belongs to the Shreveport pack. They're one of the only packs around that hasn't been lookin' for you."

Sookie's eyes sparkled. "You know Alcide?"

I nodded. "Yeah, he and Maria Star are good friends. He's a nice guy."

She smiled brightly. "Alcide's great. I haven't seen him in a coon's age."

I laughed at her terminology and nodded. Alcide was a really great guy, the kind of guy Sookie should be with, not damn vampers. Her smile faltered and I knew she'd been reading my mind again. "Sorry," I said hastily. "It's easy to forget you can do that."

She shook her head. "It's my fault, and not that it's any of your business but Eric and I aren't – we're not like that."

"No?" I raised my eyebrows skeptically.

"He's just protecting me is all," she replied but didn't meet my eyes.

"What about Bill?" I asked, hadn't she said he was back in town? "God knows I'd rather not see you with any vampire, but Bill has got to be a better choice than Eric."

Anger flashed behind her eyes. "Eric is older and stronger than Bill, he can protect me better," she said defensively. "Besides, Bill is a liar and cheater, I can't stand the sight of him."

"What'd he do to you cher?" I asked and placed a gentle hand over hers for reassurance.

"Well he tried to kill me for one, he lied to me about the effects his blood would have on me for two, and he was using me from the very beginning... among other things," she trailed off silently.

I felt anger swell deep inside me. And here I thought Bill was an alright guy. Sure I hadn't liked him one bit at first, but he'd helped get rid of Mary Ann and I thought he genuinely cared for Sookie. At least it seemed that way. "Using you for what?" I pressed her to continue.

"The Queen sent Bill to Bon Temps so that he could seduce me and then take me to her so I could be a pet," she spat the word out as if it disgusted her, and rightly so. "Eric is the one that figured everything out, he told me Bill's true intentions and Bill didn't deny it. That was the night I left town, I just couldn't be here anymore."

"I'm so sorry Sook," I said and squeezed her hand. "I wish I had known, I would've warned you away from him."

She shook her head and laughed a little. "You know that wouldn't have done a bit of good, I wouldn't have listened. Sometimes I think I'm too stubborn for my own good."

"That I can agree with," I said with a laugh.

Our food arrived then and we ate in a companionable silence. That was the good thing about Sookie, she was content to just sit and eat without talking, she didn't insist on incessant chatter like most women. I sure had missed her a bunch though, I was glad she was safe and alive, now if only we could figure out a way to get the Queen off her back she could go on with her normal life.

I snatched up the check when it arrived, despite Sookie's protests, and paid for both our meals. "So what do you wanna do next?" I asked as we stepped out of the diner.

"I need to run a few errands if you don't mind," she said.

"Not at all, where to first?" I asked as we lingered outside on the sidewalk.

"The Bank?"

I nodded and we walked down the street toward Bank of Northern Louisiana. That was the good thing about small towns, you could park in one spot and do practically all your errands without having to jump in and out of your car driving from place to place. I lingered nearby as Sookie spoke to the teller. From what I understood, Sookie's debit card had expired while she was gone and she needed a new one. Unfortunately it was going to take 5 to 7 business days for her to get a new one; that put it at sometime next week. She huffed as she walked over to me, the frustration clear on her face.

"If you need money all you have to do is ask," I told her hoping to ease her burden a bit.

She shook her head and pulled a black card out of her wallet. "Eric gave me this to use, but I hate to spend his money, he's already done so much for me."

I took the card out of her hand and admired the black American Express card known as the Centurion. I had never actually seen one myself; it had always been something of a myth to me. The black AmEx was a special card given only to really rich people, it had no limit and the yearly fees were astronomical from what I understood. It was made from metal unlike most every other card and I ran a light finger of Eric's name. "We could do some serious damage with this baby," I told her with a snicker.

She took the card from me and gave me a hard look, although her eyes were alight with laughter. "I'm not spending any more than I have to, besides I intend to pay him back every dime so I'm not gonna go crazy with it."

I shrugged my shoulders and followed her outside. I wondered idly what Eric was up to. He must really trust Sookie to give her access to a card like that, not that there was any reason not to trust Sookie with it, as she'd just proven. But still I didn't think he gave that card to every woman he slept with, so what was Sookie to him? Was she something special to him or was he just using her like Bill had? I found that a very hard question to answer.

Sookie headed to the library and picked out a stack of books at least ten high. She claimed that Pam had bad taste in books and that she wasn't sure when she'd be able to get out again, so she was stocking up. I followed her next to the dry cleaner and was as surprised as she was to find they still had some of the clothes she'd dropped off before she'd disappeared. Only in a small town would you find that kind of service.

We made a few other stops, ending with the grocery store. She piled the buggy up high with more food than one person should be allowed to buy, again claiming she wasn't sure when she'd get out again. The way she kept saying that gave the impression that Eric would be less than pleased with our outing. I frowned and looked around the grocery store, we hadn't had so much as an inkling of trouble at all today.

"We'd better get home," she told me as she placed a case of True Blood B negative in the cart. "Eric's gonna be up soon."

I nodded as I took a glance at my watch, it was already 5:30. They say time flies when you're having fun and even though all we'd done today was run errands, I'd had a great time catching up with Sookie. We checked out. Sookie's bill was a staggering $212.89; granted True Blood was $80 for a case, but that was still $130+ on one person. I shook away the thoughts and gathered as many bags as I could carry to help Sookie out.

I pulled the truck into the parking lot of Merlotte's, they were pretty busy for a Tuesday night, and parked next to Eric's shiny red sports car. It still looked like it was in decent shape, no visible dings or dents, yet. "You know how to drive a manual right?" I asked her as I put my truck in park.

She grimaced. "Jason taught me how back in high school, but that was a while ago now..." she trailed off as she pulled the keys from her purse.

"I'll drive!" I exclaimed and reached over to snatch them out of her hand.

She pulled them just out of my reach. "If you wreck this car, you know he'll kill you right?"

"Pfft," I waved my hand. I had no doubt that Eric would kill me, that's why I was going to be extra careful. I looked up to the sky, the sun was fading fast but I was sure we had enough time. "I got this," I told her confidently.

She frowned and handed the keys over to me hesitantly. I felt like a kid on Christmas as I jumped out of my old beater truck and dashed over to the corvette. I pressed the unlock button and opened the door carefully, treating the car as if it were made of glass. I sighed happily as I slid into the front seat and ran a hand over the steering wheel lovingly. It wasn't often that a simple man from a backwoods country town got to sit in a car this nice and expensive. I adjusted the seat to accommodate a man my size, Eric was close to a foot taller than I was, and slid the key into the ignition. I held my breath and turned it, the engine roared to life and power vibrated under my fingers. I felt a rush of energy and I yelled out at the top of my lungs. "Wooohoooo!"

I chanced a glance over at Sookie who was now sitting in the front seat of my truck and giving me a pleading look. I smiled and gave her a thumbs up before putting the car and reverse and backing out. The engine revved, pleading with me to let her rip through the winding back roads of the countryside. What kind of man would I be to deny her?

I peeled out of the parking lot, leaving Sookie behind in a cloud of dust as I hooted and hollered at the top of my lungs.

Eric POV

The sun was setting quickly, I knew instinctively there were only a few more minutes until it would be full dark and safe for me to emerge from my hiding spot. I listened intently to the sounds of the house, I could tell Sookie wasn't home yet but through our bond I knew she wasn't far away. I pushed the trap door open slowly, curious to see if drinking Sookie's blood would allow me to walk in the sun a bit longer than it had the first time. The sunlight spilled into my resting place and I squinted my eyes and raised a hand to block the light, a human reflex that surprised me. I remained still, watching my skin, waiting for the burning but it didn't come.

I pulled myself out of the hole and crossed over to the window to look outside. If I were human my breath would have caught in my throat as I watched the rays of sun disappearing behind tree tops. It was every vampire's dream to see the sun again without fear, and I now had what others would kill for, my own fairy.

Believe you me, being able to look upon the sun again wasn't the only reason I had tried so hard to have Sookie for myself, but it was a definite perk.

The sky was stained in hues of pink and orange when I finally managed to tear myself away from the window. I grabbed a pair of jeans from the dresser drawer I had claimed as my own, deciding to forgo the shower for now. Perhaps I could persuade Sookie to join me again. I groaned when I realized I didn't have any clean shirts left, there was a suit hanging in the closet but it wouldn't do for now. I shrugged to myself and pulled the jeans on anyway.

The roar of an oh so familiar corvette engine in the distance caught my attention and I was awash with anger at the thought of someone else driving my car. I didn't even let Pam drive my car. I dashed through the house to the front door just as the car whipped into the driveway and skidded to a stop next to Sookie's car. I growled when I saw it's driver was Sam Merlotte. Sookie was nowhere to be seen.

I was beside the car in a flash and ripped the door open, hauling the shifter out by his shirt collar. I pushed him into the car forcefully, effectively wiping the stupid grin off his face. "Where is she?" I roared angrily.

"Woah! Woah!" he exclaimed. "Calm down!"

"Calm down?" I repeated as my fangs dropped and I shoved him into the side of the vehicle with more force. "What is there to be calm about?"

"She's comin', right behind me in my truck," he replied and struggled to detach my fingers from his shirt.

"I asked you to keep an eye on her, to make sure she's safe and you left her behind so that you can take a joy ride in my car!"

"Relax, we didn't have any issues at all today," he said, his voice was firm but his eyes betrayed fear.

"I don't care!" I bellowed and shook him for good measure. "If anything happens to her I will make a rug out of you, shifter."

I continued to hold him just off the ground as I monitored her progress down the roads, paying special attention to her emotions. If she so much as had an inkling of fear I would rip Sam's throat out without a second thought. It disturbed me slightly to realize what I was feeling was worry. Most vampires wouldn't be as concerned with their human's safety as most would have no real attachment to their human. Sookie wasn't just any human though; she wasn't even really human. She's mine now though, and she is my bonded. I don't take that kind of commitment lightly.

Sam's old truck puttered into the driveway. Sookie was smiling and singing along with a song I didn't recognize. I felt relief wash over me and laughed internally at the sound of her voice. My daydream from long ago had been right, Sookie couldn't sing if her life depended on it. I dropped Sam to the ground carelessly and zipped over to the door, opening it for her.

"Hey," she said with a smile and handed me the grocery bags in the passenger seat. Her eyes wandered across my bare chest with a hunger and my lip twitched up in a lopsided smile.

I retracted my fangs before speaking. "Have a good day?" I asked and offered her a hand as she climbed out of the truck.

"Yeah, we had lunch and ran some errands. It was great to get out of the house."

Sam stepped up beside me and took his keys from Sookie. "I'm going to head out," he told her.

"You don't want to stay for dinner?" she asked him, looking somewhat hurt.

Sam glanced at me. "No thanks Sook, but I'll see you real soon." Sookie nodded reluctantly and gave him a brief hug. He flashed me a dark look over her shoulder before climbing in his truck and backing down the driveway.

"What was that about?" she asked me, having noticed the tension between the shifter and I.

I nodded for us to head into the house and waited until we entered the wards before speaking. "Sam won't be watching you again," I told her with firmness in my voice most wouldn't question. But this was Sookie, of course she would question me.

"What? Why?" she asked looking up at me with big eyes. "Is it because he drove your car?"

"Yes and no," I growled. I hadn't had much time to think about that yet, and now that I did my anger was renewed. "He left you alone Sookie, it doesn't matter that it was only a moment or two," she held the door open for me and followed me into the kitchen. I set the grocery bags on the kitchen table and turned to her, pulling her into my arms as I spoke. "I don't appreciate that kind of carelessness where you're concerned lover." I nuzzled her neck affectionately sending a shiver down her spine.

"We didn't want to leave it at Merlotte's any longer, Sam was afraid it might get messed with," her voice had a plea to it that threatened to turn me into a big softie as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "Plus I can't drive a stick that well."

"Oh I beg to differ," I smirked and waggled my eyebrows. The image of her straddling me, riding me to ecstasy, was forever burned in my mind.

"Eric!" she shrieked and smacked my arm playfully. "Don't you start talkin' dirty to me!"

"Oh but I think you were the one talking dirty to me," I corrected and captured her mouth with my own. Her lips parted, immediately allowing my tongue entrance where we battled to dominate each other. My hands found their way up her back and tangled in her silky hair, pulling her deeper into my kiss. She moaned softly into my mouth as I felt desire begin to spread through her body from her core. I opened our bond and poured my own desire for her into it, she squirmed in my arms and pulled away breathless.

"You don't fight fair," she pouted.

I nipped lightly at the protruding lower lip she offered me. "All's fair in…. well whatever this is," I replied, my voice husky with want. She pulled my mouth back to hers hungrily and I allowed her to take charge this time. Her tongue brushed boldly against mine as her fingers traveled up my arms and across my chest, learning the topography of my body. My cool skin burned beneath the warmth of her touch, yearning for more. I couldn't remember ever wanting a woman as much as I wanted her.

I unbuttoned her shirt and it fell to the floor before she had a chance to think, revealing a deep blue lace bra. I caressed each of her breasts in turn through the fabric, feeling her nipples pull taut with excitement. She removed her mouth from mine; trailing open mouthed kisses down my jaw and up to my ear where she nibbled on my lobe. I groaned in pleasure at the feeling of her blunt teeth scraping against my skin.

Her hands found their way to the top of my jeans, she unbuttoned them and while sliding them off her trail of kisses found their way lower. She paused to suck on each of my nipples and I gasped as she continued lower until she was on her knees in front of me. I was already hard and hadn't bothered with boxers when I awoke this evening. Delicate fingers trailed lightly from tip to base before grasping firmly and stroking a toe curling rhythm. Her tongue darted out, sweeping across her lips hungrily and she placed a wet kiss on the head before her mouth enveloped me in warmth and began a steady rhythm.

"Sookie," I groaned as my head fell back. There weren't many women in my thousand years who had been daring enough to try this with me. It wasn't that I didn't want it or welcome it, but most women slept with me because they desired me to give them pleasure. It was a rare privilege when a woman focused her efforts on me instead.

Sookie continued for several moments, her tongue swirling around the tip before she would take me as deep as she could, her hand working the rest of my length. The occasional scrape of her teeth produced unintelligible sounds from my throat and my fingers twisted in her hair. I was close, there was just no way I was going to last if she kept this up. I groaned loudly. Sookie moaned. I was done for.

I'm pretty sure I warned her; though I'm positive it sounded something like, "FuckI'mgonnacum."

I spilled into her mouth and she sucked down every last drop greedily. My knees were weak, but somehow I found the strength to pull her to her feet and my mouth crushed down on hers fiercely, I could taste traces of myself on her lips, but it didn't bother me.

My mouth traveled across her jaw line, down her neck and I nibbled lightly at her collar bone sending shivers down her spine. I unhooked her bra and tossed it over my shoulder carelessly, her jeans and panties quickly joined it. I lifted her up and set her on the edge of the counter; she moaned into my mouth and reached down to guide me inside her. "Not yet lover," I whispered in her ear and stepped away slightly wearing a wicked grin.

"But-" she began and stuck her lower lip out again. I leaned down and captured one perfect nipple in my mouth while my fingers slipped downward, effectively silencing her protests. She arched her back to me, moaning as I moved to devour her other breast.

My fingers found her center, stroking up her slick folds before slipping two inside her. "Mmmm, so wet for me lover," I groaned. My tongue swirled around her belly button as I moved my fingers inside her, and soon I was on my knees in front of her. I hooked her legs over either shoulder, kissing her inner thighs while watching her squirm in anticipation.

I grinned, wanting so badly to tease her but knowing my desire to taste her was greater. I removed my fingers, replacing them with my mouth and groaned. Amazing. Her fluids tasted almost as delicious as her blood. She was going to be the death of me.

I experimented momentarily, using all my experience to find exactly what drove her wild. I slipped my fingers inside her again, wiggling them in a 'come hither' motion while nibbling lightly at her clit. Her hips bucked in response, her walls tightened around my fingers and she cried out as pleasure almost immediately consumed her. I felt myself harden again as I watched her come undone around me. I unhooked her legs from my shoulders and stood, still working my fingers inside her while she rode out her orgasm.

Her head had fallen back against the cabinet above in ecstasy and when she finally opened her eyes to look at me I didn't give her a chance to think before entering her. Her eyes were as round as saucers in surprise and her body tensed up around me momentarily before a small smile played at the corners of her lips. Her arms wrapped around my neck and we shared a heated kiss as I drew out of her slowly.

I pushed back inside her somewhat forcefully, my gaze locked with hers questioningly. For our first time together I made love to her slowly, I had waited far too long for her to finally be mine to rush the experience. Our second time I left her in charge as it had been a fantasy of mine for quite some time –she did not disappoint. Now however, I wanted to fuck her absolutely senseless and show her just what it meant to be mine. All I needed was for her to give me some kind of signal that she was on board.

Her arms tightened around my neck and she wrapped her legs around my waist, hooking her ankles together. Her eyes were heavy with desire and her breathing hitched in anticipation. She had given me the sign I desired. I withdrew slowly; she was unusually tight due to her relative inexperience. Bill had been her first and was likely still the only other lover she'd ever had, I doubted she had taken one while in Fae.

I pounded back inside her, and began a quick steady rhythm in order to allow her time to get comfortable. I definitely wouldn't be using the speed I was gifted as a vampire with her, at least not tonight. She moaned and her arms dropped from around my neck to clutch the counter top. Gradually I increased my speed and force until she exploded with pleasure again and cried out my name. I loved the sound of my name on her lips, especially like this.

I felt my own climax building soon and cursed aloud in Swedish. So much for the stamina I had bragged to her about so long ago. My fangs descended and she tilted her head to the side, exposing her neck to me. I placed a gentle kiss on her pulse point before sinking my fangs into her flesh. The moment my fangs pierced her skin she came, her walls clenched around me and her arms thrashed out behind her knocking items off the counter. I roared with pleasure as my own orgasm over took me, the feel of her shuddering beneath me combine with the sweetness of her blood proving too much for my own self-control.

Moments later I relaxed into her, my hands on either side of her, the counter supporting my weight while my face was nestled in the crook of her neck. I licked my fang marks lazily, cleaning the blood smears and healing the wounds as I did. Her fingers stroked lightly up and down my back while her lips peppered light kisses into my hair. Her side of the bond buzzed with satisfaction, I'm sure mine did as well.

I glanced at the clock across the room and groaned; it was quickly nearing seven o'clock. I withdrew from her reluctantly and placed a kiss on her forehead when she whimpered in protest. "As much as I would prefer to stay this way with you lover, I'm needed at Fangtasia tonight."

She frowned and hopped off the counter top. "Everything ok?"

"Nothing is ever 'ok' in the supernatural world Sookie," I replied and grinned despite the sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Truth was, now that Sookie and I were bonded I was required to report our connection to The Authority as well as my Queen and I wasn't particularly looking forward to either conversation.

There was no doubt in my mind the Queen would be furious, however I wasn't concerned with her at the moment. The Authority would be intrigued by my declaration and likely investigate my claim; the possibility that they may discover Sookie's heritage is what worried me the most. Irrational thoughts of completing the bond before reporting it threatened to consume me. I pushed them away hastily as that would most definitely raise The Authority's suspicions, the absolute last thing we needed right now.

Most disturbingly of all was that I truly wanted to complete my bond with Sookie.