Still kneeling before me, Eric looked up the entire length of my body and had that wonderful smile on his face. The kind of smirk that tells me you are mine for the night. I looked down wondering what the Viking was thinking. Well not really. Eric's emotions were on written all over his face. It was not hard to guess what he had in mind. Slowly, the Viking inched his hands up my thighs and underneath my beaded dress. Like a slithering snake he slowly and meticulously inched my dress up to my hips. Standing before me now, he slowly inched the dress past my breasts and over the top of my head. Slowly kissing my lips, Eric threw the dress to the chair in one swift movement. As we continued to kiss, I pressed my hand against the gracious plenty. Yes, I knew what Eric had in mind. Slowly, I placed my fingers inside his waistband and unbuttoned the front of his tux pants.
Eric continued kissing down my neck to my breasts. I stared into his eyes as I continued to unzip his pants. I glanced down and he wasn't wearing any underwear either. I grasped his ass with both of my hands and gave a big squeeze. He uttered a long deep moan. He liked what I was doing and Eric was upon my lips with a fervor only matched by my own. His lips were sweet as honey and his tongue was discovering every inch of my mouth. I let out a small moan of my own. Eric could tell that I was enjoying his advances and he was definitely enjoying mine. I continued to massage his butt and moved around to the bulge in the front of his pants. I yanked on his pants and they fell to the floor. Revealing the most perfect piece of manhood that I had ever seen. Large, full and long. Yes, this was mine all mine. I encircled him with my fingers and started to massage slowly. Quickly, Eric's penis responded with an ever increasing hardness. It never took long for Eric to get in the mood for making love. The man was perpetually ready for action. I figured it was all those Viking hormones from his previous life. Some sort of national past time and gene pool. God, what a pool of genes they were.
I continued to caress the plenty and knelt down to kiss it. I looked up at Eric who was totally engulfed in his own moment of pleasure. His whole body quivered in anticipation of what was about to come. He lifted his head towards the ceiling and declared that I was perfect. I knew exactly what he meant because I had thought that so many times myself. I continued to devour the plenty deeper and deeper into my mouth. Though cool, I could sense the tension in its very fiber. Eric placed his hands on the back on my head and pushed my face closer towards his manhood. To say the gracious plenty was a mouthful was an understatement. I couldn't take the entire length but Eric didn't seem to mind. He was totally enjoying my attentions. Eric lifted me by my ass and hugged me with such intensity. I wrapped my legs around him and squeezed tightly. Aaaah. I love it when you do that Sookie.
Slowly, Eric walked over to the chair by the balcony doors and sat down. I sat on top of his lap as I continued to kiss his entire face and neck. He continued to caress my love nub and I was getting wetter and wetter by the moment. He placed his fingers to his mouth and licked my juices off of his fingers. The sweetest thing in the world, Sookie. I smiled to myself. I lifted myself up with my thighs and placed myself over the top of his plenty. For a moment I paused suspended in space. Eric stopped and stared right into my eyes. I could tell that he was so ready for this to happen and I was too. I slowly placed his penis at the proper angle to enter me. I was so hot and wet. As I slowly sat down, Eric closed his eyes in pure pleasure. I quickly raised myself again and lowered. Eric, open your eyes. I want to see your eyes. Eric opened those beautiful blue pools of water and kissed me on the lips again. He cupped my breasts with his hands and caressed my nipples with his thumbs. Slowly, he inched his hands down to my hips and pulled on my butt and raised me up again. I let out my own swoon of pleasure. Again I lowered myself. I loved riding the Viking and tonight was the best by far. Our pace was very slow at first. I was finally learning how to pace myself. Bill and I had never really experimented much with sex. He was always very predictable about what he wanted and how. All I really wanted to do was ride the Viking like a bronco but was learning to make the moment last longer. I don't know if it was the moonlight, the wine or just learning all about each other again but tonight was special. In the distance I could hear the music playing. It echoed our own movements.
Eric slid off the edge of the chair onto the floor as he cradled my whole body. I was lying on my back and we had reversed positions. He placed the back of his palm on my chest and traced down my body with his hand. He looked down admiringly at my entire body. I shuddered in anticipation as to what Eric was going to do next. Slowly Eric lifted my leg and entered me again and he seemed even larger than he was before. I let out a shriek in amazement. Are you OK, Sookie? Oh, I am more than OK. Do it again Eric. Eric pushed to the top again and he laid his entire weight against my body. I should have felt trapped but I didn't. I felt loved and wanted. Something that I had too often not felt in the human world. Too often people in their minds or through their actions did not understand me. Eric made me feel wanted and loved. He understood my very being and what I wanted more than anything else in the world.
As I floated back into the moment, I stared at Eric's face. The moonshine shone against his hair and skin. He was absolutely magnificent in every aspect. I loved the wrinkle on his nose as we were making love. Sookie, how does that feel? I couldn't even speak because of the sensations I was feeling. I managed to shake my head, yes. Eric leaned down to my face and whispered in my ear, something that I didn't understand. It was a language that I was no familiar with. I so wanted to ask what was he saying but thought differently about it. The Viking was always concerned about my feelings and my experience. Eric was such a considerate and attentive lover. Eric's pace quickened as my own feelings of urgency were peaking. I could feel the spasms starting low in my pelvis and rising throughout my body. With every stroke of his body, Eric was bringing me closer and closer to pure bliss. His body became faster and faster and knew that his orgasm was going to be any moment. I pushed against his body and pushed him over to the floor. I was on top again. I loved being on top. I would be setting the pace. As Eric lay on the floor, I could tell he was only thinking about me. His eyes were ablaze with moonlight. I slowed the pace again and bent over to kiss Eric on the neck. Sookie, bite me. What? Bite me, please. I placed my mouth on his neck and bit with all my might. I actually drew blood and sucked at the wound. I didn't have fangs like Eric so the wounds were not small and tidy like his bites.
Eric yelled out with a loud scream as I bit him. But not a scream of pain but a scream of pure pleasure. As I started to climax, I could feel Eric reaching his. I lay exhausted on top of Eric for a long time. Slowly I climbed off and lay beside Eric on the floor. I propped myself on my elbow and watched him for a long time. As we were lying there, I saw a peak of sunlight. The sun was rising already. Eric bolted his eyes open and moved at hyper vampire speed. Yelling to me to close the doors and drapes.
Eric quickly ran to the other side of the room .That was close Eric. I know you have a way of leaving me in a suspended state after sex. Eric walked lazily towards the bed and pulled back the comforter. Eric hadn't asked for any blood during sex. I wondered if he needed to feed. As he slipped under the covers, he tapped the bed beside him. I walked over and pulled the covers over the top of the two of us. I loved snuggling with him in bed. Though his body was cool, it still was comforting to me on a certain level. We slept for a long time. I am not sure what time it was when we awoke to the sound of Eric's cell phone ringing.
Slowly Eric awoke from his rest and placed the cell to his ear. Yes. OK. What else do we know? Has there been any coverage? Tell Chow to take care of the bikes in the swamp. Pam, you are very loyal and I really don't know how to repay you. I have to take Sookie back to Bon Temps. There was no response on the other end of the cell. I will talk to you later. I didn't say anything as I looked at Eric on the other side of the bed. He looked down at me and said that was Pam. I gather that. What did she want? She was letting me know that the bikers have been taken care of. I nodded but did not respond to Eric's message. A flash of the bikers being ripped to shreds raced through my mind. I didn't know if I was reading Eric's mind or if it was my own memories. I turned my head away from Eric and took a deep breath. He placed his hand on my shoulder and kissed it. I turned around again and he could tell from the look on my face that I was worried. Don't worry Sookie. It's fine. Chow and Pam have taken care of everything. We must get back to Bon Temps. I agreed and started towards the bathroom.
As I stared into the mirror, I thought about all that happened in the past few days. I bent down to the sink and threw some water on my face. I took a towel from the pile on the side counter. As I dried my face, Eric was standing behind me. I turned around and gave him a brief smile but I was still worried. Believe me Sookie when I say that it is OK. But why did those men attack us. Eric you didn't have to kill them. I didn't. What do you think I should have done? I could tell by Eric's tone that he was not happy with my questions. His fangs were partially showing. They always seemed to pop out during sex or during an argument. Not that we had that many arguments. But I could tell that Eric was agitated at my confrontation. I wasn't going to let go until I got an answer. Sookie we talked about this yesterday. If I hadn't killed those men, they would have surely staked me and killed you or worse. There were ten of them and only me. Eric stared intently into my face. I didn't kill those men because I enjoyed it. I killed those men because there was no other solution to the problem. I could tell that Eric was worried. He was worried about what I thought. I guess you are right. I am just not sure. Are we going home soon? Why do you want to? Yes, I need to get back to Bon Temps and my house. There is so much that needs to be done. Eric turned around and left the bathroom. I slowly closed the door and leaned against it. Was I doing the right thing by questioning Eric? I turned on the shower and quickly washed up. I pulled on one of the hotel robes and dried my hair. When I came out of the bathroom, the room was empty. Eric was gone. There was a note lying on the bed.
Sookie, I must go. Pam has called with a concern. The concierge will make sure that you get home. Please know that I am sorry for any wrong doing you think I have done. I still stand by my actions. If I had not killed those bikers, we would be dead today. There is one thing that I have learned over my year's on earth is that some people are not good. Those men meant to hurt us. I hope that you will let me call on you at your house. I will talk to you soon. This is my cell phone number. If you need me for anything do not hesitate to call. I always know how you feel. I know how you felt this morning. I am sorry. Eric
As the note slipped from my fingers as I sat on the bed and cried. I had questioned the Viking and his motives. I was wrong about all of it.