A/N: My husband had to work on school stuff tonight, so that combined with the fact it's freezing outside has made me want to write. I'm in my pajamas, cuddled under the covers, hot coco in hand and ready to unleash the creative beast within.
Anyways...I was completely and totally overwhelmed by all the reviews welcoming me back and complimenting my last chapter. I don't doubt myself near as much as I used to and I have my beta, YoungBoho, and all of you to thank for that. I love writing and this story is just so much fun! I know updates are a little slow, but I work over 60 hours a week and I'm taking Graduate classes so my spare time is very limited- and when I do have it I'm usually passing out from exhaustion lol.
For all of you who have asked, Eric will not be walking in the sun. Like I said at the beginning of this, my story is going to have a lot of twists and turns but it's still going to make sense and it's not going to be your typical fanfic. While Sookie and Eric will be powerful and have advantages over others of their kind, they will still have their respective weaknesses- iron and lemons for Sookie and sunlight and silver for Eric.
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Previously:
"You drink his blood? That's just disgusting." I smirked at him and dropped the subject, not wanting to get into details of my amazing sex life with my brother.
"So if I'm not going to be like you, what does being a fairy mean for me?"
I thought about it for a second and realized I had no idea. Something else to add to the list of things I needed to ask my great-grandfather.
"I'm not really sure. I'll ask Niall when I see him and get back to you okay?"
He sighed dramatically and leaned back against the hospital bed.
"I guess I'll take what I can get. Now what did you bring me?" I smiled at him, happy to see my normal brother returning to the surface. I uncovered the plate I brought him of homemade fried chicken and dumplings. He mumbled a thanks before digging in. When he was finished, I said my goodbyes and left the hospital feeling joyous that at least one relationship in my life had been set to rights. I could only hope that he would take my decision to become a vampire with such grace. One could dream, right?
My body switched into autopilot on the drive over to Hekate's, letting my mind wander and be anxious for the upcoming conversation. The idea of becoming a Vampire wasn't so far-fetched considering I wasn't really human anyway, but it still frightened me more than I let Eric see. I knew he would be an exceptional maker and ensure that I could handle the vampire life even if he was gone, Pam's prowess as a Vampire was a testament to that. However, I was so worried that becoming a Vampire would irrevocably change who I was. Accepting my supe origins already made me more cynical and hard; the old Sookie never would have kicked fangbangers around. After I pulled into Hekate's parking lot, I gripped the steering wheel hard, closed my eyes and took a deep calming breath. The image of Eric's face after I told him I was considering becoming a Vampire drifted in front of my eyelids and a peace settled over my heart. Even if I lived for hundreds of years, it wouldn't be enough time to put that kind of joy on his face everyday. I wanted forever with him, and becoming a Vampire made forever a real possibility. With a clear goal in mind, I entered Hekate's shop to see if she could help me.
"Well, you're alive, I'm glad to see your bright face 'round here again. You've bonded with your Vampire, about time child."
It shouldn't have surprised me that Hekate could tell that I had bonded with Eric, but my eyebrows still shot up and I stopped in my tracks.
"Yes we did, but how did you know?" I cocked my head to the right, silently wondering how she always seemed to know things. Being a witch didn't really explain her perceptiveness and I pondered the idea that she might be a little clairvoyant. Hekate was certainly an enigma and I doubted I would ever get to know her thoroughly, even if I did end up with an eternity to try.
"I know because your aura isn't just your own anymore, or your mind for that matter. You've become one in the most sacred and powerful way two people can—connected by mind, body and soul. Your power is different, it's all over you now and much stronger. Come and tell me what all has happened." She gestured to the stool across from her in front of the store counter.
I sat next to her and enjoyed the comfort and familiarity I was starting to identify sitting in this spot with Hekate. She was filling a hole in my heart that had been there since Gran died. Eric had healed my heart and soul and I knew I wouldn't be alone, but he still couldn't fill the role in my life my Gran had. She was my best girlfriend and mentor—wise beyond her years. Hekate could never replace Gran, but she did fill that empty spot in my heart and that made me smile. I told her all about killing Andre and accepting my true heritage and letting go of my humanity. I continued, explaining how I had to save Eric and use the pendant. Her face lit up and she smiled with a humble pride in her intuition regarding that priceless item. I explained how Eric had finally admitted his love to me and how we bonded as a result. Finally, I told her what I had done with the Queen and watched as her face became more clouded as I finished the story.
"You best watch out for retaliation from the Queen. Regardless of the power you demonstrated over her, she is not going to be happy and I bet she's stupid enough to still try and harm you."
My heart dropped at her words. Sophie Anne had looked very frightened and I really hadn't thought she would try to do anything after I put her in her place, but Hekate was right. There was no way a Vampire as arrogant and quick-tempered as Sophie Anne would just let everything go. I groaned and dropped my head to my hands, trying to rub out the migraine I was beginning to think might be permanent.
"Is there ever going to be a time where someone isn't trying to kill me?"
Hekate's laughter filled the shop and amusement shown through her eyes. "Probably not, but you're not powerless anymore, you should be grateful."
That was true. I wasn't powerless anymore and I was very thankful for that. I was extremely blessed to be able to take care of myself without ending up in the hospital every couple of months.
"I know, and I am; I really am. It just seems like everything is happening all at once. I haven't even told you about my Fae great grandfather, or my brother and Eric's new powers." My nerves were starting to get to me the more I thought about just how much was on my plate right now. Before I could really get myself worked up though, I felt a huge wave of calm engulf me, immediately recognizing Eric's emotions invading my own. Closing my eyes, I let his peaceful feelings wash over me and settle my nerves, surprised that we could control our bond from several miles away. Wondering if my telepathy would work as well I sent Eric a thanks for calming me down.
"I keep forgetting you're awake. Thank you for that, I really needed it."
A huge smile lit up my face when I heard his mental reply loud and clear. "What has you so upset?"
"Just that someone is always trying to kill us."
"And?"
"And? And someone is always trying to kill us."
"This surprises you?"
"I guess it shouldn't, huh?"
"It's part of our world, but you have no reason to be afraid."
"We still have much to discuss, Viking, and you are interrupting us. She will be home soon enough." Hekate's chiding voice interrupted our conversation. I chuckled when I heard Eric's mental growl at her.
"Love you, Eric."
He paused, still not used to showing his affection for me in front of anyone besides Pam. "And I you, lover."
I shut off our mental connection and refocused my attention on Hekate. "Sorry about that, it's going to take a while to adjust to these rapid changes." I finished telling her about Eric and my new abilities and my Fae heritage.
"I knew you were from a royal bloodline!" Her face was alight with pride and satisfaction. "You seem hesitant, though. What's troubling you about you're heritage?" My eyes suddenly found the floor extremely interesting as I avoided her probing gaze.
"From the moment I heard the name 'Niall Brigant' it made my skin crawl. I have a feeling meeting him is going to be a real disappointment, but I need some answers about where I come from and what to expect in the future."
"Remember what I told you about trusting your instincts. Just because he's your blood doesn't make him family and doesn't mean he should be trusted. I can understand your need to have questions answered, but don't let that need cloud your judgment. There's always another way to find the answers you seek."
"That's actually part of why I came to see you today. I don't exactly feel comfortable talking to Niall about this and wanted to see if you could help me." I paused to steady myself and took a deep breath. "I know you said you had never heard of a bonded part Fae becoming a Vampire, but I was hoping you could look into it a little more. I'm not sure if I'll retain the Fae lifespan, but forever is really the only option. I can't and would never want to leave Eric. What do you think? Am I crazy? I probably shouldn't even be asking you, I'm sorry for bothering you." I was rambling, but I couldn't help it. I was terrified she would tell me it couldn't be done and that I'd have to part from Eric one day. Just thinking about it hurt too much to bear.
"Stop fretting so much, of course I'll help you. Though I can tell you right now you will live for hundreds of years just as you are. With your other Fae qualities manifesting so greatly it would be absurd to think you wouldn't gain longevity as well."
I let out a breath I hadn't realize I'd been holding. "Thank you so much, I really appreciate it. Thinking about permanently being away from Eric is debilitating. I don't think I'd mind staying as I am for a few hundred years though. Being almost a full-blooded Fae is already a big adjustment, I don't want to have to learn how to be a Vampire at the same time."
"Wise choice young one; I'm proud of how much you've grown in the short time I've known you." My face beamed with joy at her gracious praise, I knew her compliments were likely even harder to come by than a Vampire's. "Thanks, that means a lot to me!"
We sat and chatted like old friends for over an hour more. It was nice to sit and visit with Hekate when death wasn't knocking on my door. She is an incredibly witty and fun person to carry on a conversation with. We only said our goodbyes after a customer came in and she had to excuse herself to help them find an ingredient for some banishing spell.
I pulled out of the shop feeling much more light-hearted and clear-minded than when I had went in. Just like Gran, Hekate was able to help me sort through my thoughts and emotions to keep me on the right path and help me be true to myself.
When I walked in the entryway of our home there were two suitcases sitting next to the door. Eric appeared before me in a flash, causing me to gasp and take a step back. "You still scare me when you do that you know." His eyes glittered with amusement and a smirk appeared on his way-to-kissable lips.
"I missed you today." He wrapped me tightly in his arms and placed kisses all over my neck and face making me shiver in delight.
"I missed you too, so much" I smiled wide before giving him a sweet kiss.
"How did things go with Hekate? Did you discuss the matter of becoming a Vampire?" he asked anxiously.
"Yes I did. She told me she would look into it and try to find something of use to us. The good news is she said it's practically one-hundred percent guaranteed I'm going to stay just as I am for hundreds of years. So we have a while to research things and for me to get comfortable in all my new powers before trying to learn how to be a Vampire, too."
He sensed my worry and sent a wave of calm through the bond. "You know I will teach you very well as your maker, you don't have to worry about that."
"I'm not worried about that, I know you will be the best maker a new Vampire could ask for. It would just be a little too much at once, you know? If I'm going to stay the same for a while anyways, there's no point in rushing it." I made sure the bond was wide open so he could tell I really wasn't having second thoughts, I just knew it would be better if we waited a while.
"I understand. This is still spectacular news then." His face lit up with a big genuine smile and I felt his final bit of worry over my mortality slip away from the bond. He gave me a strong hug that I returned with equal vigor. It was beyond reassuring knowing I would never have to give him up.
"What are the bags for?" I asked motioning to the suitcases next to me.
"The changes have been made to your home, so we're ready to stay there while the repairmen fix all the damage that's been done here." That was good news. I was by far ready to stop feeling like I was living in a disaster zone. "After our appearance at Fangtasia tonight, we will go to your family home if that is agreeable with you."
"Sounds perfect to me. What time do we have to be at Fangtasia?"
"Pam is opening per usual so we don't have to be there until ten at the latest."
I glanced at the clock noting it was only six o'clock. I gave him a mischievous smile and grazed my hand along his thigh. "Whatever will we do for the next four hours Viking?"
The playful glint disappeared from his eye and was replaced with a predatory hunger. "Do not start what you can't finish. I have been thinking about fucking you all day. You are the one who wanted to play this ridiculous game of waiting until the evening was over. Can you not abide by your own rules?"
The smirk was dancing on his lips again, but this time with a dangerous edge to it. I had been so preoccupied thinking about getting him out of his clothes that I had forgotten about my earlier idea. I hadn't really intended to carry it on through sitting at Fangtasia, but his demeaning words riled my pride and I simply couldn't back down.
"Oh I can still play just fine, but it doesn't mean I have to play fair." I gripped him through his jeans and stroked his rock hard member. He grunted and leaned into my touch, roughly grabbing me by my hair and waist and pulling me into a bruising embrace. Just as he brought his lips close to mine, I used my Fae powers and popped out of his arms into the kitchen. I heard his roar of frustration and I couldn't help but burst into a fit of giggles. I loved being able to get the upper hand on him every once in a while. Unfortunately, I had forgotten how much of a bad idea it is to laugh outright at an ancient Vampire. He sped into the kitchen and trapped me against the refrigerator.
"Do you think it's fun to torture me woman?" I couldn't quite seem to get the smirk off my face, but knowing what was good for me I still managed to shake my head back and forth.
He pushed his body fully up against me, letting me feel the entire length of his hardness press into my heated core. I gasped as he projected all sorts of dirty images of us together in my mind. Compared with his fantasies, mine were completely G-rated. The particular vision of me strung up in the basement of Fangtasia while he pounded into me relentlessly made me squirm. For some reason, it made me moan and thrash in his arms rather than be repulsed. There was something so primal and hot about letting him take full control like that. Where once I probably would have seen that as disrespectful, now I trusted him enough to never hurt me and to take me to heights of pleasure I've never known before. He bent down and scraped his fangs against my neck before stepping away. I fell to the floor in a heap of quivering arousal.
I felt his mouth at my ear, his breath sending chills down my back. "Two can play that game, lover."
He left at Vampire speed and I heard his own laughter reverberating throughout the house. Damn that man. It just wasn't fair that he had a thousand years of experience on me. I pouted for a second before picking myself up off the floor. After the lust abated a little, my stomach reminded me that I still needed to feed it. There wasn't much in the refrigerator so I made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I wanted to go to the store and stock up, but I figured it would be better to wait until we were at my house so it wouldn't all spoil by the time we got back here.
After finishing my sad little dinner, I used my telepathy to feel for Eric. His distinct energy pulse was in the upstairs study. Assuming he still had work to complete, I left him to it and went to the exercise room. I felt like getting in some cardio before going to Fangtasia; my life may not be in any immediate danger, but I had become used to the routine of practicing with my Tsias. I called them to me from the shelf and began the set of moves Eric had shown me. When I first turned around to look in the mirror, a flash of our earlier sexual rendezvous in that very room danced before my eyes, and a shiver went down my spine. I had a feeling practicing in that room would never be the same after that experience. Concentrating on my goal, I pushed the lust aside and focused on sharpening my movements with the Tsais. After becoming comfortable with my normal sequence of training, I started adding in my additional Faery powers—popping from place to place, throwing the Tsai only to call it back to me, as well as popping in midair and using my telekinesis to bring myself quickly back to the ground.
After a couple hours of practice, my forehead was beaded with sweat, my hair was slicked back from the extra moisture, my breath was coming heavily, and I stunk to high heavens. I felt good, though—really good. The slight twinge to my muscles let me know I'd had a fantastic workout. My powers had been stretched and used extensively, making my skin light up with the faint blue glow I had become accustomed to.
By the time I was done, it was eight-thirty, so I rushed to take a shower, grab another quick bite to eat, and pack for the couple of days at my house. At nine forty-five, Eric was practically tapping his foot, ready to get out the door. I threw the last couple things in my suitcase and rushed out to the car. The trip to Fangtasia was extremely long and uncomfortable, the air in the car alive and crackling with the intensity of our sexual tension. I'm ashamed to say that not even halfway there I had to literally sit on my hands to keep from touching him. Absently, I wondered if it would be like this between us forever. Would my lust for him ever ebb, or would I always have an insatiable need to feel his skin on mine? Part of me wished it would tone down a bit, just so I could focus on other things once and a while, but the other part me never wanted to be satisfied. As long as he was there to stoke my fire, I was ok with it burning brightly inside me. I wondered if he suffered from the same problem I did, so I asked.
He thought about it for a little before responding. "I do frequently get distracted by my lust for you, but since Vampire minds work differently I can compartmentalize it if necessary. I would still feel the burning desire, but I could also think about many other things and make decisions very clearly. It's a very convenient perk of being a Vampire. You'll know one day." He gave me a genuine smile at that last remark, obviously still on cloud nine from our earlier discussion. I returned the smile and covered his hand with mine. The pangs of desire that were unbearable moments earlier returned with a vengeance at the contact. Eric groaned, feeling the new intense wave of lust through the bond.
"Wavering in your decision, lover?" He glanced at me with a laviscious grin.
"Absolutely not, I'm not some hussy; I can wait to have sex with you." I rolled my eyes at him, but he just laughed in return. Our bond let him know I wasn't not nearly as confident as I sounded and was wavering in my ability to not jump him. Thankfully, we pulled into Fangtasia at the precise moment I felt my last resolve slipping away. I practically bolted from the car, trying to put some distance between myself and my irresistible Viking.
Still almost running, I got through the employee entrance as fast as possible and took a deep breath. I tried to tell myself to think of things to calm my libido down, but you know how that goes; you tell yourself not to think of something and it just makes those images pop up that much more. Eric and I in the shower, in front of the mirrors, in our bedroom, and everywhere else we'd been together. Closing my eyes I took a deep breath to calm myself and force my feelings back in check. When I opened my eyes, I was uncomfortably close to a very amused looking Pam. I shrieked and tried to jump back.
"Pam, don't do that!" She leaned in close and sniffed me from my shoulder all the way up my neck. My heartbeat picked up, unsure of what she was going to do.
"You smell less like my master tonight and the scent of your arousal is very strong. Would you like me to help you with that?" She grinned at me with her fangs down and her eyes full of lust.
"Uh, n-no," I stuttered. I was very relieved when I heard Eric's voice coming from right behind us.
"Leave her alone, we're playing a game to see who will last the longest, or if we can both last until the end of the night."
Pam's eyes glittered with amusement as she took a few steps away from me. "You are both ridiculously stupid, but I shall enjoy watching your pain" she smirked at us and walked back out to the main floor. I watched her as she walked away, still stunned by our small exchange.
"I think I know what to expect from her and then she goes and does something crazy like that. I wonder if I'll ever really know Pam."
Eric gave me a knowing smile as he walked passed and grabbed my hand to drag me with him. "That's one of the very reasons I decided to turn her. Forever is a very long time to be connected to someone, she has yet to bore me over these hundreds of years, and I doubt she ever will."
"And what about me, do you think you'll ever tire of me?" I asked, trying to sound nonchalant.
He stopped walking and turned around to look me hard in the eye. "After everything we've been through, do you honestly think I could ever get bored with you or leave you?" There was an edge to his voice I hadn't heard directed at me in a long time. I should have known he would have sensed the serious undertone in my question. He looked insulted and angry.
I took one of his hands in mine and used the other to cup his face. "Of course I don't really think that. I may be all supernatural now, but I'm still a girl, and girls never stop worrying about stuff like that. It's just good to hear you repeat how much you think I'm amazing." I gave him a million-watt smile and threw my arms around his torso.
I felt his body relax and his chin came down to rest on top of my head. "If reassurance is what you need from me, then I will tell you how much I desperately need and want you every morning of my existence."
My heart melted and happy tears gathered in the corner of my eyes. "I love you," I whispered before standing on my tiptoes and giving him a sweet kiss.
"As I love you dear one. We need to go make an appearance now." I nodded in understanding and followed him out to the main floor. Immediately upon entering the throngs of people, something didn't feel right. My spidey sense was screaming danger over and over again. Trying to push it aside so I could function, I grabbed Eric's arm and followed him to our thrones. Thrones . . . I still thought the principle was silly and downright unnecessary.
After taking our seats, people started lining up to get a chance to speak with Eric or even myself at times. Mostly, I remained quiet trying to figure out what was going on that had my instincts on such high alert. I scanned the crowd, finding nothing out of the ordinary except for one man. It wasn't that his thoughts were malicious or anything; they were blank. I couldn't hear him. My forehead wrinkled as I once again tried to peek into his thoughts. When I got nothing for the second time, worry began seeping into my bones. No one had been unreadable to me since I had fully accepted my Fae powers. Trying again, I realized that I couldn't even get to his mind, it was like he was using an energy shield similar to mine, but it was invisible. I tried every way I could think of to get through, but it was useless. I noticed the man flinched when I pushed particular hard against the barrier. After that, I withdrew my mind from his presence, realizing he knew what I was trying to do.
"Eric I think we have a problem."
He inclined his head toward me with a questioning look in his eyes. "Is a member of the Fellowship here? I can have Pam take care of them." His lips curled up into a smirk revealing the tip of his fangs.
"No, that man over in the corner booth, I can't read him. At all. I've tried everything but it's like he has a shield up similar to mine. Even worse, I think he knows I was prodding. I've never run into anything like it before." The words went unsaid, but I knew he could tell through the bond that I was nervous and scared.
To my horror, Eric fixed his gaze on the man and waved, summoning him over to us. The stranger's face lit up with an evil grin that made my skin tingle. I wanted to get as far away from him as I could. After taking his dear sweet time, he was finally bowing at our feet. Eric's nostril's flared and his eyes widened.
"He reeks of magic."
"Great, just what we need; more magic."
Now that he was out of the dark shadows of the corner I was able to get a better look at him. He was a tall slender man with a beautiful muscular build. He seemed to ooze natural beauty with his long black hair, piercing green eyes and strong chin. He was dressed in a sleek black suit that probably cost more than I was used to making in a year. I think all the women in the place went home with whiplash trying to decide if Eric or the stranger was more beautiful. However, like the Vampires he also gave off a deep vibe of aggression that made everyone give him a wide berth.
"I have not seen you before. What is your purpose in my area?" The humans around the bar caught onto Eric's meaning; the man in front of them wasn't what he appeared to be—wasn't human. As if finally sensing the danger surrounding the newcomer, everyone around him took a further step back. Unlike most people who spoke to Eric this guy was confident and looked him straight in the eye.
"I've come to tell you you're both dead, that she's going to die painfully and brutally." His lips cracked into a full smile revealing two razor sharp teeth that resembled fangs.
Eric roared at him in rage, like only a true Viking could, and lunged for him. He grabbed him by the neck and lifted him high into the air. "How dare you threaten me or my bonded! What are you?"
He completely ignored Eric and locked his gaze onto mine. "Really, you don't recognize one of your own kind?" He said in a mocking tone. The muscles in my stomach seized into knots, my breathing became labored and acute terror took over. I couldn't read him because the magic he was using was the same as my own. He was a Faery, but an evil one from the looks of it. Though for all I knew, Faeries were evil.
Not wanting my truth to be exposed, Eric went to detach the Fae's head from his body, but he popped out of his grip and disappeared. All that remained were the faint echoes of his maniacal laughter. Eric let out a grown of frustration and started pacing around the room, looking like he'd gladly rip off anyone's head to satisfy his need for blood. Everyone's sharp intake of air could be heard throughout the room. As far as the humans were concerned, until two seconds ago Vampires were the only supernatural thing that existed. You could tell that most of them were in shock.
'Pam, shut all the entrances and make sure none of the humans leave until they've been glamoured.' I was glad Eric still had the capacity to make quick decisions because I was still focused on the "she's going to die painfully and brutally part." As I sat and mulled over his viscous words, I felt Eric's hand gently grip mine.
"It's going to be alright, I'll never let him hurt you. Would you please help us glamour the humans?"
'Is it ok if everyone knows I can do that?'
'Yes, if anyone asks it's a part of your telepathy.'
I nodded my agreement and couldn't help the smile that came with his words. He was truly thinking of me as a supe and an equal rather than as a human. As indiscreetly as possible, I made my way around the room and erased the night's memory along with all the Vampires. When everyone was done, I did a quick scan to make sure we hadn't missed anyone. I gave the all clear and everything went back to normal like nothing had happened. The humans shook off the daze and started drinking and socializing once again. Several Vampires came to the front, reassuring Eric of their fealty and offering to help in any way possible. You could see the burning question in many of their eyes wanting to know what the creature was and how it related to me.
"I have a feeling we're not going to be able to keep my identity as a Fae a secret for much longer."
"You have been masking your scent, there's no reason for anyone to suspect anything."
"Unless they find out that the guy who attacked us was Fae too, I mean it was kind of obvious from the powers he used. Anyone who's familiar with the Fae would know what he was."
"Even if the Vampires here made the connection, there's not enough evidence to make it worth spreading to those who could cause us problems. Unless you start expressing authority over them by wielding your Fae powers we will be fine."
I let his words calm me down as much as possible and pushed the fear as far from my mind as possible. We had already survived several misfortunes and had just discussed earlier how this was a side effect of being a part of the supernatural world. I had to get used to the idea of people making threats at me and I needed to take them in stride. If I got freaked out and stressed every time it happened, I had a feeling I'd be in for a very long eternity.
"So what now?"
"Now we continue to entertain the vermin."
"And what about the Faery?"
"There isn't much we can do about it now. But my list of questions for your great grandfather has grown substantially. Regardless of the fact he is your family, I will not hesitate to kill him if he had a part in this."
I thought about it for a minute and came to the conclusion that my great grandfather was most likely not the instigator. "I don't think that makes sense, why send someone after me if he could take care of things himself? After all, he's had the chance. Maybe he'll know how to find the guy."
Eric nodded his agreement and I could feel his resolve to figure things out in the bond. I knew he wouldn't let this fiasco go until he'd hunted down and killed the Faery who had threatened me.
Eric was rude with everyone else who approached him the rest of the evening. He was acting like the old Sheriff Eric, and it was seriously turning me on. I felt way too hot, so I asked if I could go get a glass of water. Eric excused me so I trotted off to the bar. Quickly, I returned to his side, drink in hand. I leaned over and gave him a passionate kiss letting my free hand glide up his thigh to rest on his rising arousal. After a gentle squeeze on his manhood I sat down on my throne. Instantly, I could tell his torrent of anger at the attack had shifted into a deep lust for me. Smiling at him from underneath my lashes, I latched my lips over my straw and sucked up the liquid. Feeling naughty, I sent him a mental picture of me sucking on something that definitely was not my straw.
In a flash he had me out of my seat and pinned against the wall, his hand around my throat keeping me in place. Two bright white fangs had clicked into place, projecting Eric's aura of authority and danger even higher.
With eyes full of bridled anger and lust, he leaned in close to me. "Do. Not. Tease. Me." He whispered in my ear. Several months ago, his actions would have terrified me, but now I knew Eric would never hurt me and I could always stop him if I wanted to. So, instead of being scared, I was just really turned on from his show of authority. It took a lot, and I do mean a lot, of willpower to not moan in desire. I lifted my lips closer to his ear and whispered in a voice low enough for only him to hear.
"And what are you going to do if I don't listen, Master Eric? Punish me?" I had meant for the whole thing to come out dripping with sarcasm, but instead I ended up sounding like a depraved hussy. Eric's lips turned up into a snarl and his eyes dared me to challenge him. He couldn't fool me, though; the bond was screaming with surprise and a deep uncontrollable lust.
His grip around my throat tightened slightly, emphasizing his control over the situation. "Yes, I would punish you, and it would not be pleasant."
Contrary to his words, my insides tingled and a throbbing ache began in lower belly. If everyone hadn't been staring at us, I would have begged him to take me up against the wall, but a part of me, still wanted my sex life to be semi-private.
Wanting to push him further, I gently caressed my fingers up and down his side. He growled at me and threw me over his shoulder taking me into his office. He threw me down on the couch and loomed over me.
"So does this mean I win? That you give in?" I asked as innocently as possible.
Real irritation glazed his eyes making me shrink back from him a little. "What makes you think I was bringing you in here for that purpose? I'm punishing you Ms. Stackhouse. So stay here like a good girl and maybe we'll play later."
With that, he sped off at Vampire Speed, leaving me alone in his office very unsatisfied.
A/N: Yay! I really enjoyed writing this chapter! I was getting bored with the constant E/S nookie so I decided to turn up the heat by way of sexual tension :) lemons will be back next chapter though! And I'm obviously bringing badass Sheriff Eric out to play ^^
What's up with this new villain? Who do you guys think he is?
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