Beautiful Stranger

Chapter Twenty-Six

I love Louisiana nights. It was warm enough to get away with day clothes, but not as balmy as it had been the last few days. A gentle breeze was blowing in from the East, lifting the stifling heat. Of course Eric's car was air conditioned, so I only got to feel the breeze for a moment before the door clicked shut and we were on our way again.

Eric pointed the nose of the Chrysler towards the hotel. He was full of himself, and of the importance of his new role, but here in the car he was my Eric again.

"What are you smiling at Lover?" he asked, his voice touching little nerves I would never have guessed could be so sensitive.

"Can you find somewhere to park up?"

"Whatever for, are you ill?" he was all concern. I giggled.

"Find somewhere no-one can see us."

My friend Arlene has a very broad mind and a open view to men and sex. I'd picked up a thought from her a few times, a fantasy or a memory of hers that I wanted to know about myself. That and I doubted I would ever be as game as I felt right now. Eric was full of his own confidence, and it was clearly having an effect on me. When he grinned at me, his face openly full of lust and his fangs down, I knew he'd got the idea.

We parked up off the main road, in a secluded little spot hidden by the trees. Before the car had stopped moving I was between the seats and into the back, lying out on the leather in what I hoped was wanton invitation. Whether I got it right or not Eric had the engine stopped and was turning to see me.

"You surprise me," he laughed.

"Come back here and I'll surprise you some more!"

"There's not much room," he said of the broad back seat.

"I think there's enough. Get in here before I get embarrassed and change my mind," I really wanted to try this, Arlene seemed to think it made good fantasy material. But Eric had a different game in mind.

"Let's play my game first," he said, pulling his shirt over his head to expose that wonderful abdomen. He leaned through the gap in the seats, close enough for me to touch, but he had something else in mind.

"Strip for me lover," he purred. I don't know how he did that with his voice, but the excitement I felt had run straight into my panties.

"You want to watch?" I teased.

"I do," he growled. If it wasn't impossible I thought his fangs were longer. I wondered what else was. For a moment I began to regret my eagerness to try this, but Eric saw me stall. He opened his jeans, pushed them down enough that I could see his package at rest in the soft blonde hair.

"Do this for me Lover," he really wanted to see me strip. Already the generous but flaccid love toy that rested between his legs was starting to stir. It was one of the most erotic things I have ever seen. For a moment I just stared as it started to grow. Breathtaking.

Taking one last look at the privacy glass that was all that stood between me and a rap sheet with Sheriff Bud, I leaned back into the big leather seat so that Eric could see up my skirt to the tops of my thighs. I ran a lazy hand over the material, then drew it up so he could see my tanned thighs and my black lace pants.

"You have beautiful legs, Sookie. The skin is so soft and smooth, the flesh is tanned and healthy, what will you show me next my lover."

His voice thrilled me, and the stirring between his legs was continuing. I couldn't take my eyes off it as he spoke to me. My hand stroked across the panties, leading Eric's eyes up from my legs to rest there. Then slowly I unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it away from my shoulders, my fingers teasing around the lacy front of my bra where my nipples showed through.

"You like this?" I asked him.

"Take it all off," he told me.

"Tell me what you see" I countered. He smiled at me again, that melting dreamy smile, then did as I ask.

"You have the most exquisite breasts Sookie, generous and firm and sensuous all at once," he told me as I opened the clasp at my back and let my breasts fall free. When I wriggled down to push my pants off he continued.

"You have the most delightful mound, an invitation to heaven, when I see it Sookie I don't know whether to eat it or fuck it!"

"I've got time for both," I told him. He laughed again, and when I looked down from his delicious smile I could see that he was ready for me. I gasped when I saw how solid he was, he had enjoyed watching me. My fingers traced the line over my breasts, stopping to tweak my own nipples and squeeze the flesh of my breasts before meandering down to the light covering of soft blonde hair that was now all the modesty I possessed. Eric put a hand on himself, drew back the skin to expose the moist glans as I dipped a finger down over my nerve bundle and into my own moist entrance. I gasped at my own touch, my pulse racing in anticipation of Eric's. But he stayed where he was, he was enjoying the show.

I was becoming more daring. Both of my hands were at my entrance, and as I dipped a finger in to my own moistness I parted my legs so he could see what I was doing. With one hand I held myself open so he could see, delving two fingers in where I wanted Eric. The other was working at my little pleasure bundle, my pace increasing as my breathing became ragged. He leaned through the seats to stroke my breasts and thighs as I brought myself to a frantic climax.

"Get in here and fuck me Viking," I rasped at him, my breathing still hoarse from my efforts.

"My pleasure Lover."

Eric came over the seats to join me in the back of the car. He dipped his head to where my fingers were stroking my mound, then nuzzled his nose into my entrance. When his tongue flicked in to taste me I felt the tension start straight away. Eric leaned his head down onto me, to work his tongue all around my tenderest flesh, before diving once again into me. Then he landed on my nerve centre and began to manipulate me with ever increasing force and pleasure. I was squeezing my own breasts and squealing for more when I arched my back and came on his mouth. At the moment of my eruption he plunged his thick fingers into me, as far as his knuckles would go, then started to hand fuck me, deeper and ever deeper, stretching me but never managing to get his hand inside me. It was a mixture of pleasure and pain as he seemed to be trying to get his entire hand into me, when in reality it was just a few fingers.

Taking his hands from me Eric turned me so that my back was to him, then lifted my leg out of the way. He plunged straight into me, as deep as I could take him, and began to pump me for all he was worth. My passage was stretched taught around him, so when he let my leg drop I screamed with the heightened sensation. He manipulated my hips to allow him deeper into me still, and when he did my body exploded in trembling pleasure as my climax ripped through me. It was savage and intense and thrilling all at once. Eric's pace had changed again, and became a little irregular as his own climax grew. Moving faster and ever faster he punished me until his own release, when he leaned back and pumped his climax as deep into me as he could go. I screamed and almost passed out with the pleasure he gave me.

Teeth found the artery in my arm and bit deep. The Viking needed to feed. As he drank blood from my arm I stroked his blonde locks with the other hand.

For a long time we lay like that in the back of the car, wrapped around and inside each other. Eric stroked my hair, and we whispered love chat at one another until I could feel him stirring again. He had stayed inside me, and the sensation was a very close second to watching him grow. When Eric's mouth dropped onto mine I pushed my tongue over his fangs and between his teeth, kissing him back the way he kissed me. In his mouth I could taste my own blood from when he had fed.

At first slowly Eric began to move with me, rocking gently as my body was awakened once again by his attention. His hand rested at the top of my entrance, and he was looking down to see where his gracious plenty entered and filled me. My eyes followed his until he cupped my jaw with his hand and brought my gaze up to meet his.

"Do you love me Sookie?" he asked.

"You know I do," he was increasing the pace and I found it difficult to talk.

"Tell me!" Eric was moving faster and faster, his need had become more urgent and was fuelling mine. Inside me the pressure was already mounting.

"I fucking love you," I screamed at him as he brought me once again to an enormous climax. He straightened his back and release into me as I said the words. My body hurt, I couldn't breath properly, and my legs were trembling like jelly.

"I fucking love you," I told him again.

Later, when we reached the hotel, we bathed together and Eric combed out my hair as we talked. He was ready for me again, but I really was too sore to handle him. We settled instead for some very soapy fun in the hot water of the tub. Dawn was coming, and although I didn't want this night to end I knew he would leave me soon. The down side of vampire loving was vampire leaving, just when you wanted to wrap yourself in him and sleep.

"Take my car," he told me as he slipped out, leaving me alone just as the light started to change.

I dressed and left the hotel. I wanted my own bed, and was glad that Sam had given me some time off. The Chrysler was bigger than anything I've driven before, but Eric had assured me that it was easy.

Rubbing sleep from my eyes I started it up, moved the shift to drive, and eased the big car out of the hotel lot. Eric had been right about how easy this car was to drive. I put the window down a little to keep me awake and turned the radio on. Queen were playing.

"Wake up, Sookie!"

My eyes jolted open. There was a truck coming straight at me, flashing the lights and sounding the horn. I veered back into my own lane. Beside me in the car a man was sitting, watching me.

He was a big built man, broad shoulders and small waist and rugged dark good looks. His hair looked wet and was swept back away from his face. Despite the heat he was wearing a black business suit and overcoat.

"Thanks, who are you?" I wasn't alarmed that he was here, unexplained. Something about this man made me feel safe. His aura was different too, I couldn't read his mind and was fairly sure he was something other than human.

"I'm Robert, I'm your fairy godfather," he told me, "but I prefer if you drop the fairy bit!"

A/N Thank you everyone for reviews, PMs, and for taking the time to come read my story. I'll try not to be too long with the next chapter.