A/N: OH MY GOD! Do I ever have some Eric fans as readers. Goodness, gracious…I had NO idea I would receive such a reaction from last chapter. You guys are crazy fantastic and I love you!

"Well? Are you going to answer the question?" I couldn't believe Eric hadn't jumped me yet. I could feel his lust radiating through the bond. He shook his head.

"What questions was that again? I was…distracted for a moment." His voice was thick with want. I could feel myself growing moist, my body was yearning for him. Even after ten years, I had not forgotten any minute of when we had been together. He truly was the best lover I had ever had. I could not deny the way we fit together perfectly, despite our obvious height difference. I slid forward on his desk, my legs resting between his parted ones. His erection was straining against his pants.

"Do you need to see more?" I snaked my hands around my back, clutching the clasps. I undid one, knowing Eric's sensitive hearing could pick up on the very soft sound it made. His eyes dilated as I undid the second clasp. I could feel through the bond his need for me but yet he still hadn't touched me. That seemed odd but I wasn't sure how I felt about it. I undid the third and final clasp and released my breasts. Eric gasped and said something softly in another language. Another wave of lust hit me and I felt myself getting wetter. I wanted him as much as he wanted me.

"Is there a reason you're not touching me yet?" I demanded. Eric jerked his head to mine and looked into my eyes. It had be so long since I had seen his eyes. Even longer still since I had seen brimming with such passion. They seemed to be two blue glowing ponds. I could feel his desire explode across the bond and I couldn't stand it anymore. Pushing myself off the desk, I came to rest on his left leg. His big hands came up to hold me steady. The cold of his skin sent a chill through my body. I put my hand on his chin and turned his face to mine.

"Please touch me, Eric." I whispered softly.

"All you had to do was ask, lover," he replied gruffly and before I knew it, he had gathered me in his strong arms. We nearly flew over to the leather couch where he laid me down gently. His lips were on mine, hungry. My hands went under his shirt, running up and down his back as our tongues danced together. He began trailing kisses down my neck after I broke apart for air. His cool lips against my flushed skin felt exactly as I remembered it. The lust I feeling through the bond was mingling with my own and I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold out. A shiver shot down my spine when he began sucking on my right nipple. I knew I had to have him.

"Now, Eric! I need you now," I whimpered. In a flash, my pants were ripped off and my underwear quickly followed. His clothes were gone quicker than my brain could comprehend. I could feel his hardness waiting at my entrance. His eyes searched mine, looking for something. Regret? Deceit? Love? I wasn't sure. I could feel something similar to confusion inching its way slowly across the bond. He thought I was playing with him still! I needed him to understand…

"Eric, please," I offered him my neck and his eyes grew large. Happiness rushed through the bond as he pushed into me. Even with my slickness, I still wasn't prepared for his girth and flinched. Immediately Eric froze.

"Lover, did I hurt you?" his eyes searched mine. I forgot how attentive of a lover Eric was.

"No," I breathed. "Please don't stop." He pushed in gently, my body desperate for him. I bucked my hips, forcing him in deeper. I moaned as his right hand moved to my clit and his mouth found mine again. His lips devoured mine hungrily as he begin to increase his thrusts. My body was on fire and I felt more alive than I had in a decade. How I lived without this beautiful man for so many years was beyond me. My hands ran all over his body, trying to memorize every contour of his pale skin. He pumped into me harder and my moans increased. I was racing towards an orgasm as his lips trailed down my breasts and to my right left nipple. He began sucking, circling his tongue in time with the fingers that were stroking and pinching my clit. My back arched as I felt myself nearing my peak. I wrapped my legs around Eric, pulling him closer. He growled loudly as I tightened my walls around his hard member. The intensity of his thrusts increased. It felt so good to have him inside me again, I had been so empty (in so many ways) for so long. I allowed my end of the bond open to Eric now. He could feel me reaching my peak and his lips left my nipple. He continued his thrusts as his lips trailed their way back up my chest and to my mouth. I tightened my legs around him and offered him my neck.

"Now," I whimpered, sailing closer and closer. I was desperate for my release and I wanted to feel his teeth plunge into me. It had been so long and I needed him to mark me, claim me as his. His big hands came to cradle my face gently. He kissed me softly. His eyes met mine.

"Are you certain, dear one?" his voice was thick. I nodded, offering my neck again. His fangs came out as he licked his lips. Quickly, his mouth was on neck, a quick lick of his tongue and then his fangs plunged into my neck. Oh, god…

"Oh, fuck!" I panted. "Oh, god ERIC!" I screamed as I felt my release. A wave of satisfaction pushed its way through the bond. Eric lapped at hungrily at my neck and I felt his hardness spasm as he came inside me. I tightened my walls around him, needy for as much of his as I could get. Eric's mouth moved from my neck and I heard a crunch.

"Lover…" he spoke tentatively. I could feel his apprehension in the bond and smell his blood. As the scent of it hit my nose, I realized how desperate I was for any part of him. Grabbing his wrist, I fixed my mouth to the wound and began sucking. Animalistic moans poured from his mouth and I could feel another erection growing inside me. I continued sucking and he began pumping into me again. Unlike last time, this time was slow and gentle. His strokes were calm and smooth, I could feel every cool inch of his hard member. His girth filled me so completely, so fully that I thought I might burst with joy. After a final draw from his wrist, the wound closed and I moved my mouth away. The instant my mouth left his wrist, his lips found mine. His kisses were feather soft, full of yearning. I opened my mouth, inviting his tongue inside with mine.

As our tongues danced together, I realized everything I needed to know: even after a decade apart, I still had feelings for this man, this incredible vampire. And the blood bond had made it very clear that even after all this time, he still loved me.

A/N: So what do we think? The next chapter is on its way! Watch out for it!