Tears fell from my eyes as I sat on my bed. How could Eric have decided something like that without talking to me first? How could my great-grandfather have agreed to that? The whole thing sickened me to the point that I laid down on the bed and curled up, reaching for a tissue to wipe my eyes and hoping the nausea would pass.

I was only in there for about fifteen minutes when I heard the front door slam shut. Oh God, now what?

I took a chance and peeked into the living room to see if anyone was still there.

Bill was nowhere in sight. Eric was sitting on the couch, his arms folded over his chest and his legs stretched out before him. His eyes were shut, but he knew I was there.

"Bill left?" Way to state the obvious there girl.

"Yes. He will not be coming around anymore." He was very matter-of-fact about it.

"What did you say to him?"

"I only reiterated what you told him, my love. That if he could not handle that fact that you and I are a family, then he should stay away…permanently."

"Thank you." I gave him a half-hearted smile even though his eyes were closed. Part of me still wanted Bill in my life. The other half thought that if he was upset enough to storm out of here, maybe it was for the best he stayed away for awhile.

"Lover, come to me." He held out his arms, but I kept my distance. I was still mad.

When he didn't sense me moving, he opened his eyes and stared directly into mine. It was as if he was trying to look directly into my soul. I felt compelled to go to him, like he was pulling on some invisible rope attached to me. I slowly walked forward until I was close enough for him to pull me onto his lap. I shook my head and blinked a few times. Did he just make me heel?

"My dear, I know you are upset with my plan, but you need to trust that I am only doing what is in our best interest. I would never do anything that would hurt or embarrass you. I love you, and I will do whatever it takes to protect the both of you."

As upset as I was, I knew he was right, again. Once I thought about it, it was the right thing to do. Deep down I knew it. Dammit! Why does he always have to be right? Maybe I was too stubborn for my own good.

I rested my head into the curve of his neck and sighed, as he sent me calm feelings through the bond. My free hand reached up and stroked the other side of his neck, playing with his hair. Right now, I didn't want to think about anything else. I just wanted to feel loved and cared for.

He turned and whispered into my ear, "So lover, where were we, before we were so rudely interrupted?"

I smiled and gently kissed his neck.

"Oh yes, now I remember." He put his arms under me and stood up, carrying me into the bedroom.

Eric laid me down on the bed, but I crawled up on my knees and slowly unbuttoned his crimson silk shirt. I pushed it off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, as I brought my lips to his chest.

I let my tongue travel over to one of his nipples and sucked on it. I could hear him begin to moan as he pulled my head even closer. I knew what he liked, so I pinched his nipple between my teeth and bit down. The harder I bit, the more he moaned. I let my tongue wander over his chest until I found his other nipple and did the same thing.

I wanted him so much that I could feel the heat rushing up from my core, enveloping my body. My mouth and tongue explored every curve of his chest and abdomen, as my hands slithered down his body and unbuttoned his black pants.

He reached down and helped me unzip them. He slid out of them, kicking them out of the way. He was commando again. I was beginning to think Eric didn't own any underwear at all. I reached around, and as I felt his length press against my stomach, my hands squeezed that gorgeous ass of his.

"Lover, I think one of us is overdressed." Lust was hitting me through the bond like hot flames. I sent my own lust back at him.

I swung my legs over the bottom of the bed and laid back. Eric peeled my jeans and underwear down and tossed them across the room.

He lifted me under my arms and moved me up so I was completely on the bed. As he crawled up over me and straddled my hips, I pulled my shirt off and removed my bra.

"Beautiful," Eric whispered, as he gently kneaded my breasts, rubbing his thumbs back and forth over the nipples. They hardened under his touch and I ached for more.

Soft moans escaped my lips as my hips gyrated under him. I reached up and placed my hands on his hips, trying to draw him nearer, but it was like trying to move stone.

He leered. "Why so impatient, lover? I want to savor every inch of you. Come, lay down on your stomach."

I didn't know what he had planned, but I did what he asked. I turned over so my head was on the pillow as I lay back down.

"Don't move. I'll be right back." Eric disappeared and reappeared in what seemed like seconds. He was holding some kind of bottle in his hand.

"What is that?" I eyed questioningly. Where did he get that from?

He straddled my hips again from behind. "No questions. I want you to relax. I want you to feel good."

I heard the cap snap open and felt cool liquid being drizzled onto my shoulders and back. It smelled like sandalwood and orange. It was a heavenly scent.

Oh God! He's giving me a massage. I had always fantasized about those strong hands massaging their way over my body, and now it was coming true.

He made small circles over my shoulder blades, spreading the liquid evenly. Apparently, Eric was very talented in other areas, besides kissing and sex. He kneaded my shoulders and neck, and I could feel the liquid warming as he slowly moved over my skin.

I felt the tension melting away, as he worked his hands and fingers all over my neck, back and sides. I groaned loudly every time he hit a particularly tight spot and lingered there to work on it.

He leaned forward and kissed the back of my head, releasing my ponytail from its band. He murmured into my hair, "This is called a Swedish massage, lover."

I stifled a giggle, and he reached behind and tapped me on one of my cheeks. "Ow. Hey."

I heard him chuckle as he scooted back further, and I felt the cool liquid being drizzled up the back of each leg. He worked his magic up and down both my legs. It was pure bliss.

He was saving the best for last, though. He squirted a little liquid in his palm and rubbed his hands together to warm it up.

At first I tensed when his hands began rubbing my butt cheeks. No one had ever touched me like that before.

"Relax, Sookie. I'm not going to hurt you."

As he gently kneaded his fingers into my soft flesh, I began to relax. I felt him shifting on the bed and his one knee parted my thighs.

I felt his fingers begin tracing up and down between my cheeks, and I started to tense up again. "Eric…"

He stopped what he was doing. "Shhh. Relax, lover. Don't tense up."

I lifted my head up, "Eric… I never…I don't know if I can."

"I'm not going to hurt you. Just let go and give yourself to me." His voice was gentle and reassuring.

I took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and laid my head back down.

His fingers began moving again gently, up and down my slit, dipping down to rub my folds. My lower lip was quivering with anticipation of what he was going to do next.

He kept his fingers moving back and forth, each time, slowly pushing deeper, until his fingers were completely enveloped. As foreign as it was to me, where he was rubbing, my hips responded by pushing up to meet him.

"Ohh God!" It felt so good. I relaxed even more, and he could feel me giving in. I wanted to feel him inside me so much. I sent him love through the bond, only to feel the same coming back to me.

He shifted again, and moved off the bed, pulling me down toward the edge. He must have been on his knees because I felt him pull my calves over his shoulders.

He leaned forward and I cried out when his tongue licked my folds. With his one hand resting on my ass to hold me in place, his other hand found my nub and rubbed circles around it. Oh, what this man could do to my body!

I arched my back, trying to push back into him. A low growl emanated from his chest as his tongue parted me and began lapping at my wetness.

My cries turned into screams of ecstasy as he pushed his tongue deep inside me, licking my tight walls. His tongue instinctively knew where to find the most sensitive spot that would send me over the edge.

I could feel my climax building, and I wanted release so bad. "Oh God Eric! Oh yeah!" My breaths were coming in short pants now.

The hand that was resting on my ass began rubbing over my slit, until his fingers parted my cheeks and found my back entrance.

I tensed when he pressed a long finger against the entrance. He pulled his face away from me, "Lover, yield to me. Give yourself over to me completely. Trust me, I will not hurt you. I only want you to feel pleasure."

He felt my tension slowly releasing and pushed the tip of his finger inside me. He stopped rubbing my nub to concentrate on what he was doing with his other hand.

Once he felt me adjust to his finger, he pushed forward a bit more, again, pausing to allow me to adjust. He kept this up until his finger was completely inside of me.

"Are you okay, lover?" He wanted to make sure I was comfortable with the new sensations I was feeling.

I knew it should feel wrong, but it didn't. "Oh yes. But…"

He withdrew his finger and spoke softly. "What is it? Tell me."

I was a little embarrassed. "Umm…is there a different position we could try. It feels a little uncomfortable on my stomach."

He chuckled. "Lover, I am sorry I did not think of that. Of course you are probably uncomfortable lying on your stomach."

He moved out from behind me and lay down on the bed, propping himself up a bit against the headboard. He coaxed me up onto my knees and pulled me so I was straddling the top of his shoulders. Intuitively, I reached out and held onto the top of the headboard. Knowing Eric, I was going to need to brace myself.

He resumed his activities from a moment ago, this time in a much more pleasant position for both of us. He pulled me closer to his mouth and began sucking and nipping at my folds.

Once again his fingers found their way to my back entrance, while his other hand played and pinched my nub. My climax was building again, only faster than before.

I moaned his name, as his finger pushed into my back entrance again. It made my hips buck forward, pushing my mound against his mouth.

He growled with pleasure and ran his tongue up through my wetness and scraped his fang over my nub, causing me to cry out. "Oh God, Eric! Make me cum. Please!"

He pushed two fingers inside me as he licked and sucked hard on my nub. With his other hand, he managed to push another finger inside my back entrance. I was grinding against both his hands and begging for release.

As I pushed forward his fingers plunged in and out of me in long strokes. As I pushed backward, I felt his other fingers doing the same.

"Please Eric… now! I can't take it any more!" He stopped sucking on my nub and turned his head and licked my inner thigh.

As his fangs sank into my skin and he drew on the wound, I felt my orgasm rip through me and I screamed his name over and over.

As they say, no rest for the wicked. Eric didn't even let me ride my aftershocks.

With vampire speed, he pulled his fingers out of me and pushed me onto my back. He lifted my legs over his shoulders and thrust himself into me hard.

"Oh yes, Eric. Harder…fuck me harder." I arched my back to give him better access.

"Sookie… lover… MINE!" He was slamming into me so hard and I could feel myself on the verge of another orgasm.

He leaned forward and sank his fangs into the other thigh. Another orgasm ripped through my body and my back arched even further. "Ahhhh…. Yessss."

He pulled away from the wound and howled, uttering words in another language as he filled me. When the aftershocks finally subsided, he collapsed over me.

"Lover, you are so incredible. You amaze me every time we are together."

My pants were slowly returning to normal breaths, as he moved down to lick both of the wounds, healing them.

He came back up on the bed and pulled me into his arms. I laid my head on his chest.

"Sookie, I love you for giving yourself to me so completely. You showed me great trust tonight, letting me pleasure you like that."

I blushed. "I was brought up to think that stuff like that was forbidden."

"And now?" He eyed me curiously.

I smiled up at him. "When can we do it again?"

I loved feeling his chest rumble as he laughed. "Not right away dear one. I want you to rest now. We have our entire lives for me to show you all the ways I want to pleasure you."

I sighed and closed my eyes, contented at last. He ran his fingers through my hair as sleep finally took me.