First I want to apologize for taking so long to post the next chapter. I have been trying to organize my time between full time school and a full time job. Here's the next chapter, and as promised…. It's HOT. Lots of lemons…. Enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I am not the owner of these characters. The original story and the characters belong to Charlaine Harris. I am only borrowing them for a little while.

Chapter 20

Sookie's POV

"Care to explain this lover?" Eric asked, standing where Niall stood a second ago. He was soak wet, patches of sand all over his body, and even algae stuck to his hair. "Why do I have a slight headache?"

"Well…" I considered different venues to explain what happened, but I thought it was better not to tell him the whole story. He might not appreciate it.

"I thought if you woke up here, then we could save time and actually have our talk that we have been postponing for far too long. With Sophie Anne back as queen, you will be too busy helping establish the new regime. We're talking about what… weeks? I won't wait that long. So, Jason helped me to get you here."

He stood there, waiting for me to continue. He raised his eyebrow, but since I didn't say more then he said, "There's sticky sand in my pockets, my phone is dead because it got wet, and I smell like what humans describe as rotten eggs. What else did Jason helped you with?"

"Uh… on the way here four men attacked us, but Alcide's guys helped us. You ended up at the bottom of a lake."

"Yet, you're clean, and you put my life in danger," he complained.

"We covered you with thick comforters, so you were safe," I explained; not sure he would agree with me.

"You owe me," he stated as a matter of fact.

"I don't owe you anything! And don't get me started on the fact that you agreed to divorced me and marry somebody else!" My tone was no longer soft, full of guilt feelings; the thought of him agreeing to marry Freyda infuriated me.

"You owe me," he repeated himself and stalked towards me. His serious gaze never left my face. His presence evoked power, fear, and respect. He stopped less than one inch from me. Even though my face was at his chest level, I kept looking up at him. He was intimidating.

He was right about one thing: he reeked. I didn't perceive our smell when we drove back home, but now that I was clean, his smell stood up. He tilted his head in a threatening manner, and without letting my gaze go, he slightly bent forward, threw me over his shoulder, and took me upstairs. When he put me down in the bathroom, my clean clothes were wet again.

He took off his wet clothes very fast and then proceeded to take off mine. He first started fast, but he slowed down as he progressed while his mouth explored my exposed skin. My body and my mind contradicted each other: one wanted Eric to hurry up and fill me up with his thick erection; the other one wanted him to take his time and explore every inch of my body.

He stopped suddenly and went to turn on the shower. My body protested the second he left. He extended his hand for me to take it which I did without a second thought. As I passed by him, he hugged me tight, and my body shivered at his touch. He rubbed his cold, wet, naked body against mine, and his erection poked my lower back. His hands were wrapped around me, firmly stationed on my breasts which he playfully squeezed, sending erotic signals between my legs.

He pushed us forward until both of us were under the water. His hands slid off my breasts, down my stomach, passed my pubic area, and stopped between my legs. Slowly, his hands moved up my body again. I wanted to curse because I needed him right there, on my most sensitive spot. He was teasing me, and it was cruel.

He moved his hands up and down my body twice until they finally settled between my legs. I split my legs, and that was an open invitation he didn't refuse. His long finger slid in, exploring my most intimate spot while his index finger rubbed my clitoris mercilessly. Meanwhile, his other hand slid along my body, and went back to my breasts where he played with my hardened nipple. I leaned back against his body while his long erection continued poking my back. The double combo was erotic and hot. My breath sped up; I closed my eyes to let my body enjoy the pleasure I was receiving. Suddenly, his fangs were on my neck; he was drinking my blood while his index finger rubbed my clit harder. He didn't stop until an orgasm impaled me, and the walls of my uterus tightened around his long finger.

The moment my orgasm ended, he let go my clitoris, bend me forward, and entered me in one long, slick move. I had to hold on to the wet walls to stop me from falling forward. His sudden intrusion stretched my inner walls and almost made me lose balance, but his firm grip kept me in place while I took all of him in.

I took several deep breaths.

Having sex with Eric in the bathtub where everything was slippery didn't stop him from going rough on me. He fucked me hard and fast; after a little while, another orgasm took over my body and it weakened me. His orgasm followed right after mine.

He slowed down, but his solid grip didn't let me go until the last drop had been deposited inside of me. When he was done, he helped me up and then turned me around to face him. He kissed me with all his mighty. Everything about him was passionate. I could feel his desire to devour me; his erection was still going strong.

I knew he was coming for seconds and I was more than happy to comply. However, he surprised me when he broke our kiss.

"We are wasting water," he said mischievously.

"Fuck the water," I said. I was too horny to think about my water bill.

"Trust me, there's going to be plenty of fucking tonight," he promised me while showing his fangs. He kissed me again softly, and then he stopped to grab the shampoo.

"Let's get his shower over with because we are going to continue in the bed," Eric said as he poured shampoo on his hand and then applied it on my already cleaned hair. I was going to say something, but I just let it happen. He massaged my scalp instead of scrubbing it, and it felt really good. He helped me rinse my hair and repeated the same process with the conditioner.

Once he was done with my hair, he shampooed and conditioned his, while I observed his magnificent body complete the tasks. I poured soap on the loofah while he finished washing off the conditioner. I then scrubbed his chest, arms, and abdomen while his gaze never left me.

I grabbed his erection and moved it around playfully as I soaped everything around it. With the water spraying over us, the soap didn't stay long. I got on my knees to put soap on his legs, but as his erection kept hitting my face, I couldn't help it, and my mouth took the task of showing him how much it meant to me. I sucked it, licked it, and played with it while Eric's moans echoed the bathroom.

"Lover, let's go to your bed or I will fuck you right here again," Eric said.

I knew his threat was real even though he struggled to voice those words. I looked him in the eyes and gave him a triumphal smile. I loved the power I had over him!

He turned off the shower, opened the curtain, and exited the bathtub. He then extended his hand to help me get out. When I attempted to grab the towel, in one swift move, he lifted me on his arms and carried me out of the bathroom.

"We need to dry off Eric!" I said laughing.

"Lover, I intend to lick dry your body," he said as he deposited me on the bed. Without wasting any time, his mouth latched around my nipple and he sucked it with so much hunger that I gasped. He switched to my other nipple while I struggled to catch my breath.

And just like that, an intense fire broke out of control between my legs. He licked his way all the way down there. My heart was about to leave my chest with the expectations of what was coming; Eric has never disappointed me. He had a feast with me. He did so many things at the same time that I couldn't keep up with what he was doing. He was everywhere, and that was too much for my body to take that it exploded with the most magnificent orgasm which made me scream loud.

By the time the orgasm was over, my legs were shaking, and I could barely breathe. My body was done, but not Eric. He moved up, spread my legs as wide open as they could go, and entered me. All of Eric was inside of me, and it was hot.

He had so much energy!

Something I was not expecting happened, but after a while, another orgasm surprised me. Eric came soon after, and he fell on top of me, tired. The only way I could describe the way I felt was 'pleasantly dead tired'.

We cuddled for a while without saying anything. I wanted to treasure our moments for as long as I could.

The alarm clock went off and we both startled.

"Oh no," I said lazily as I turned it off.

"What's going on lover?"

"I completely forgot to tell you. We need to meet Alcide because tonight is Jannalynn's trial. We need to be there."

"Fuck Alcide and his pack. We are too busy here."

"You have to be there because you were one of the victims," I explained.

"I am assuming they are doing a trial. So, it will be boring. I am having more fun here."

"I told Alcide that we were going to be there."

"You shouldn't have. I am not done with you. I want to fuck you at length."

"Eric, we have been having sex for four hours."

"You must not be enjoying it because you are counting the time," he accused me.

"Of course I'm enjoying it. My body has felt every bang that you have given me tonight."

"Are you complaining lover? Am I not giving you enough?"

"Eric! Tomorrow I won't be able to walk straight."

"Then I will be in your mind all day," Eric smiled mischievously.

I laughed at his statement. He didn't know the truth of his words. I started getting out of the bed, and accidentally put my hand on his upper leg where I noticed his friend was up and happy again. I moved the blanket out of the way to see it with my own eyes. "How can you have another erection?" I asked him surprised.

"I am not done with you," he said, and then he threw me back in bed with a long kiss that took my breath away. He went on for another kiss when the alarm clock went off again. He growled angrily, and I used that moment to get out of bed fast.

"I think I clicked the snooze button instead of turning it off," I explained as I turned it off. "I tell you what," I continued, "let's meet Alcide, and then, we come back home to continue having sex."

"Looks like the dog won tonight," he said, not happy at all.

"Alcide is expecting us."

Eric didn't reply. He got up and went to the other room where he had left a while back a set of clothes inside a bag. I went to my closet and got a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I grabbed a cleaned set of matching underwear; I wanted Eric to see it when we returned home. The Cluviel Dor was there too, and I didn't know what to do with it. I thought about it for a few minutes, and I decided it was best to be safe than sorry; so, I put it in my pocket. My jeans were tight, but there was still room to have it without anybody noticing it.

We got ready fast, and before we left the room, I held his hand to get his attention. When he looked at me, I pulled him down for a kiss.

"Let's get this over with fast," I said after we kissed; he nodded slightly. He was definitely doing this against his will.

When we exited my house, he stopped and turned to me, "where is your car? And whose car is that one?"

"My car is at the bottom of the lake. I need to find a way to get it out of there. This car belongs to a member of Alcide's pack. He let me borrow it, and I need to return it to him tonight. He will be attending the trial too."

"Can I borrow your phone? Mine got wet and died," he said with an accusing tone.

"Of course," I smiled at him and didn't reply to his statement.

He walked me to the passenger side and opened the door for me to get in. I guess he was making it clear I wasn't driving tonight. Maybe he will never let me drive again after the lake experience. He got on the driver's side and we left. On our way to the trial, Eric called Pam and gave her a list of things to do. She was also coming to the trial to deliver Eric's car. At least we will have a ride back home after the trial.

The ride there was not that long since I knew exactly where Jannalynn's property was. The only problem I was having was that my body was still burning in fire from our long love making session. I was tempted to ask him to return home and forget about the trial, but I chose otherwise.

When we arrived to the property, a member of the pack was guarding the entrance. He opened the gate, and we drove in. Eric's amused face got my attention. He didn't look at me, but he smiled as he parked the car.

"Is everything ok Eric?"

"Are you horny lover?" he asked showing me his long fangs.

"I'm having…. problems. Your finger prints are all over down there. Why are you asking me that?"

"I can smell you… you're wet," he said with a devilish face.

"Oh no…" I was so embarrassed.

He was amused. He exited the car and proceeded to open my door. Of course, everybody was here: vampires and werewolves.

And all of them turned my way the moment I exited the car. They could smell me too.

Right at that moment, I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me.

Note: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. The next chapter will be the trial…. Will everybody be able to concentrate on the trial or will Sookie's "smell" be too distracting? Stay tuned to find out! *evil smile*