Chapter Twenty Nine:
"Eric!" I squealed as he chased me into the kitchen, trapping me against the counter.
We had only left the shower a half an hour ago and we had hardly been able to keep our hands off of one another. We were living some teenage dream, absolutely in love and not wasting a minute of it. The smile had yet to leave my face, and only seemed to widen as Eric kissed my lips before drawing himself away. I hadn't seen such joy in Eric's eyes in a long time, if ever. I couldn't have been happier. I never wanted to see him in pain again, never wanted to see sadness in those orbs. I only wanted happiness and desire.
"You need to eat to keep up your strength." He smirked down at me. "Or else you'll never be able to keep up."
I laughed and swatted at his chest, moving around him to the fridge. I yelped when he slapped my ass and stuck my tongue out at him over my shoulder.
"Next time you do that I'll show you just how you can use that tongue of yours." Eric warned, leaning against the counter and watching my every move.
I shook my head with an eye roll as I pulled out one of the containers with the left over chilli and stuck it in the microwave. I did have to admit, I certainly worked up an appetite that was for sure. Eric had a stamina I wasn't sure I would be able to keep up to. But it seemed I was doing a good enough job.
"You know, we've never done it in here." He mused.
I pulled the container out of the microwave once it was heated and grabbed a spoon before setting down beside Eric on a stool. I raised an eyebrow at him as he continued to eye fuck me. I felt the blush rise on my cheeks, but I never looked away as I ate in silence. He would brush his hand against my legs every so often, my knees falling apart on their own accord so his hand could dip in between them. I nearly choked when his fingers danced across the crotch of my panties, having only them and one of his t-shirts on. There wasn't much need for anything else as I knew eventually it would all just be ripped off anyways.
"I want you."
"Again?" I teased as I continued to eat, having to stop and close my eyes at one point as he slipped a finger under the side of my panties and thrust into me suddenly. The spoon clanked at it met with the surface of the island, my hand not able to hold onto it anymore. I pushed the food away as Eric came behind me so I could lean back against him. Another finger joined the original and I was already being rocked over the edge. My entire body felt hyper sensitive to his every touch after the adventures we had last night and tonight already.
"Eric, Elizabeth, I was hoping to talk to you..." Godric's voice wafted into the room, freezing Eric's fingers deep inside of me. My eyes were as wide as saucers as my heart just about stopped. The moment Godric stepped into the room, his eyes roaming over Eric and I, I just wanted to die of embarrassment. It was different than when he had interrupted us the other night. Eric and I hadn't exactly gotten all that far. It wasn't like I was seconds away from an orgasm with Eric's digits deep inside of me.
Kill. Me. Now.
"I apologize for interrupting." A smirk crossed Godric's face, the amusement in his eyes. "I'll be in the living room after you two have...finished."
My face was beet red as he turned and strolled right on back out of the room as if nothing happened. I groaned and leaned my head back against Eric's chest as I heard his chest rumble with a laugh.
"Well that was interesting." Eric's fingers had yet to be removed from me.
"We should...ah...oh god...we should..." my mouth dropped open as Eric's fingers suddenly began thrusting in and out as if we had never been interrupted in the first place, quickly bringing myself to my much needed orgasm. I let out a loud gasp before my body began shuddering with ecstasy. Eric had to keep his arm tightly wrapped around me in order to keep me seated on the stool. Otherwise I was sure I would have just slipped right off as he turned me into complete goo.
"What were you saying?" he asked slyly into my ear, his tongue flicking out to tease me some more.
I was breathing heavily as my eyes closed and I tried to catch my breath. I didn't even pay attention as his fingers withdrew from me. I was in a perfect utopia. I was in heaven. Every time Eric brought me to an earth shattering orgasm, I felt like I was flying.
"Ellie?" I felt his lips on my temple. "Come on my love, eat up."
My eyes opened as I noticed the container of chilli was pushed back towards me. I wasn't sure how I was supposed to continue eating after an orgasm like that, my hand shaking as I reached for the spoon. It wasn't until Eric moved himself from behind me that I was pulled back down to earth, remembering what my name even was. I shook my head as I glanced over at Eric as he stood beside me, a smirk on his lips.
"Was I just that good?" He asked cockily.
"Your fingers were anyways." I teased with the widest grin possible.
He rolled his eyes and just nudged me to finish eating. I nodded and did so, though I made sure to take slower than usual. I didn't exactly want to see Godric. It wasn't because I was angry with him, because honestly, I just didn't want to be angry with him anymore. Sure there were still issues we needed to work out, and we had different opinions, but what did that all matter right now? I just wanted to be happy. I didn't want to feel sad, I didn't want to be angry, and I didn't want to be in pain. I just wanted to continue feeling like this, like I was the luckiest woman in the world.
But I couldn't help but feel ashamed. It wasn't too long ago that Godric and I had been together, spending nights together in the most intimate ways. While those two nights had felt nothing like the past 24 hours with Eric, it still didn't change the fact that they happened. And that part of me just didn't want Godric to hate me for going back and forth so quickly. I didn't want him to feel hurt, to hate me for suddenly falling for Eric. I couldn't help how I felt; I couldn't help the love that surged through my veins. It just happened without me even knowing or really wanting it to. I just hope Godric wouldn't hate me for that.
"He's happy for you." Eric must have been paying attention to our blood bond as he reached over to my free hand and squeezed it. "He just wants you to be happy, Ellie. That's all."
"Yeah, but..." I bit my bottom lip. "Godric and I were together in Chicago. He told me that he loved me. And then I'm here with you and we can barely keep our hands off of each other."
"And he wants you to be happy." Eric repeated with an assuring smile. "He wants us to be together, Ellie. I can assure you of that."
"But how do you know?"
"Because it's the truth." He turned me around the stool, the food forgotten. He cupped both of my cheeks and laid a soft kiss on my forehead before his forehead rested against mine. "Nothing will every change the fact that he cares about you, my little Phoenix. You will always be the girl who gave him a reason to live."
"I guess." I nodded with a sigh. "I just hope he doesn't hate me."
"He doesn't. But if you don't believe me, why don't you ask him for yourself." He tugged me off of the stool and began leading me out of the kitchen.
My stomach was doing flip flops as we headed towards the living room. Once we entered, I felt tongue tied as I spotted Godric sitting before the fireplace, a pensive expression on his face. When he heard us enter, he turned in his seat and offered a warm smile, and I just about broke down at that look. Eric nudged me forward and I didn't need to be told twice. I just about threw myself into Godric's arms as he stood to meet me. I felt his own arms circle around me, holding me to him as I fought with the emotions inside of me. I didn't want to cry, I really didn't. I wanted to be happy. I had to keep repeating that to myself as I pulled away just enough to look up at him.
"I don't hate you." He voiced before I could even say a word. "I heard you and Eric talking and I don't hate you, Ellie. I know that I will never love you as much as Eric does. While I will never regret the nights we spent together, I know that you two are meant for one another. I knew that long before either of you ever did. I want you to be happy. That's all I want. So if you are happy with him, which from what I heard last night you certainly are, then I'm happy for you."
I could feel the tears welling in my eyes, but not for sadness. Instead, they were for relief, and even for the happiness that was cursing through me at such a rate I never thought possible.
"Thank you, Godric." I whispered as I embraced him tightly. "And I...I forgive you. We still need to talk, and I'm going to fight you tooth and nail on this fighting thing, but I don't want any of this to ruin what we have, Godric. So I forgive you."
"To be honest, after your display last night, even I must admit that you are much more powerful than I ever could imagine." He admitted as he put me at arm's length. "I don't want you hurt, Ellie, but I was wrong to assume that you couldn't handle yourself. I still don't want you involved, but we'll discuss it when the time comes, alright?"
"That's all I can ask for." I nodded with a small smile before I felt a hand on my back. I looked over my shoulder and my smile widened when I saw Eric standing there.
"You two have a lot of love for one another." Godric's arms fell down to his side as Eric wrapped an arm around my waist and tugged me to him. He gently kissed the two fang wounds on my neck and I could feel the heat returning between my legs.
"You said there was something you wanted to talk to us about?" Eric asked as we all settled down in the chairs before the fireplace, though my seat was on Eric's lap. I of course didn't mind at all.
"There was." Godric nodded as he eyed us with a wide smile. It was just now that I realized just how young he had been turned. He couldn't have been more than 18 in his appearance, and yet he's lived for over 2000 years. It still amazed me how calm and collected he could be, always having all the answers for someone who hadn't even had a chance to live before finding himself doomed to the shadows. "But I think perhaps we should discuss it tomorrow."
"We might as well just talk about it now." Eric frowned.
"I don't want to ruin either of your nights." Godric shook his head. "You two deserve to be happy, even for just one single night. So be happy. Have your fun. I have a feeling both of you want to be alone right now. So go."
I was surprised when Eric didn't grab me and rush out of the room. In fact, I was so surprised, I looked at Eric with a look of confusion on my face. When I realized he was staring back at Godric however, I realized why he hadn't moved a single muscle. Even though I'm sure being alone was what he would ideally want, it was evident he didn't want to leave Godric. He didn't want to leave his maker alone, for him to mope when he too could be having fun. It only made me love him more to know he cared so deeply about his maker. They had a relationship I would never understand, and truthfully, I didn't want to. Just like Eric and I had a connection that just couldn't be explained. And I was perfectly okay with that. These people were my family, and I wanted nothing more to be happy, for us all to be happy together.
"We should be happy together." I glanced over at Godric with a smile. "We should spend tonight together. All of us. Maybe even call Sookie."
"I don't want to intrude." Godric shook his head.
"You're not." Eric spoke with absolute love in his voice as he tightened his arm around me. "We're a family, Godric. All of us are."
The smile that broke out across Godric's lips was a sight I would never forget.
"You call Sookie and I'll go get changed into actual clothes." I suggested, squirming out of Eric's grasp as I slipped off his lap and held out my hand to him. "Come on."
"No storming out this time?" he teased, pinching my bottom.
I yelped and swatted his chest. "I would be stomping away from you if I could."
"No you wouldn't." He replied cheekily.
"You two act like teenage lovers." Godric mused from the chair.
"You look like a sixteen year old boy, Godric." Eric grabbed me around my waist before I could take a step away from him, making me giggle as he lightly tickled my side. "You're one to talk."
Godric just chuckled as he waved us out of the room, his smile widening even more. Eric didn't waste a moment as he lifted me up into the air and took off for his resting place. I took that split second to return the teasing and kissed at his slender neck. A growl emitted from his lips and I found myself on Eric's bed before I even realized we were in his room. I squealed in delight as he climbed on top of me, capturing my lips with his own.
"I think Godric can wait for a bit." I moaned out as he began nipping at my earlobe. "Oh yeah, he can definitely wait."
"What are you doing?" Eric leaned against the doorway of the closet I was rummaging through.
"I just have a feeling." I tossed things aside as I searched for what I believed to be there. Actually, I wasn't even sure what I was looking for. Something just told me I needed to look in this closet and I was determined to find whatever it was that had pulled Eric and I away from the living room where Sookie and Godric were sitting and chatting.
After pulling ourselves from some more sexcapades over an hour after leaving Godric alone in the living room, we returned to find Sookie already there and laughing with Godric. It wasn't much longer after that that I got this feeling and dragged Eric out of the room to follow my intuition. It hadn't led me astray yet, which I had reminded Eric multiple times since beginning the search.
"You look ridiculous." He muttered with an eye roll.
I turned and placed my hands on my hips. "But I look hot, so that makes up for it."
"Only slightly." He sighed. "Can we hurry this up?"
"Yeah yeah, give me another..." I turned back to the pile of boxes I had tipped over and jumped with joy when I found the aged rectangular box. I grabbed it, dusted it off, and displayed it for Eric to see.
"No." Eric immediately shook his head. "Absolutely not."
"What?" I raised an eyebrow, glancing down at the box.
"Not again."
"Not again?" I felt absolutely confused. "I don't understand."
"You tried to force that game on me." He frowned. "Not again. That game is ridiculous."
"But it's Monopoly!" I exclaimed with brightened eyes. "It's amazing! I may not remember anything about my life, but I do know that this game was my favourite."
"The answer is still no." He shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest. "I may love you, but not enough for that."
I pouted. "Pretty please?"
"No." He stood his ground.
"Not even if I..." I thought quickly before a wicked look crossed my face. "Not even if I make it interesting?"
"Not even if..." he trailed off as his eyes narrowed when he saw the look on my face. "What?"
"You humour me, and I promise you, you won't regret it." I stepped towards him, trailing a finger down his chest and to the button of his jeans. I twirled my finger around it before I drew my finger even lower. I felt him beginning to stir and a smirk spread across my lips.
Eric growled as he suddenly grabbed the game from my hands and tossed it back into the pile of boxes only to grab me around the waist and push me into the wall. I didn't even have a moment to ask what he was doing before his lips were attacking my neck, sucking lightly at the wounds from our lovemaking. I gasped out at the sensations running through me at such a simple thing, though that gasp soon became a moan when I felt one of his hands roaming under my shirt and to my bra covered breasts. My eyes were wide with desire as he pulled one of my breasts out of the bra, his fingers rolling the nipple and sending a wave of excitement through me.
"Forget the damn board game." He rasped into my ear as he grinded into me, his erection pressing against me with only his jeans and mine acting as barriers. "I want you."
I wasn't about to deny him and soon was beginning to try and pull the shirt off of him. I had it halfway up his chest when a sudden bang happened from outside in the hallway, and more importantly, at the front door. Eric froze as we listened silently. I could feel him tense as he pulled away, fixing both of us before placing a finger over my lips to keep me quiet. I nodded in understanding as he kept himself in front of me and inched towards the closet door. My heart was pounding against my chest as I prayed the witches hadn't found us. I didn't want this glorious night to be ruined by them. They had taken everything away from me; they couldn't take one night of happiness away from me too.
"Oh no." Eric groaned.
I sent him a confused look and moved around him to glance out into the hallway. I was relieved when I didn't find a single witch standing in the hallway by the front door, but was wary of the two vampires I couldn't remember even if my life depended on it.
"Who are they?" I whispered to Eric.
"The Queen." He muttered with a look of annoyance on his face. "Great."
"The Queen? As in the Queen of Louisiana?" I raised an eyebrow.
He nodded with a sigh as he trekked out of the room, though I could tell that he wanted nothing more than to just hide in the closet for the rest of the evening. Was the Queen really that horrible? I wasn't so sure I wanted to meet her, for a second time, if she had such an impression on Eric. I trusted him with all of my life, and that extended to opinions too. It had to. I couldn't remember half the people I was supposed to be friends with. I couldn't just hide myself off from the world because I was scared to trust people. So I let Eric do the trusting for me. I knew he wouldn't let a single soul hurt me. He would throw himself at a threat before they came within an inch of me. I had found that out last night. I also discovered just easily I would do the exact same thing for him.
"Oh there you are!" a high pitched voice sounded from the other end of the hallway.
When I got a good look at the Queen, I was mildly surprised at how carefree and almost childish she appeared. She looked gorgeous with her flaming red hair and piercing bright eyes. Her style reminded me of a modern fifties woman, only heightening her beauty. It was the expression on her face however, that vanished all the nerves I may have had reserved about this woman. She didn't look like she could hurt a fly. I was sure she was vicious in her own ways, and I wouldn't want to get on her bad side. But there was such a happiness and joy emitting from her that for a split second, I almost didn't believe she was even a vampire. But as she grinned the moment her eyes laid on me, I noticed the fangs had extended and a tiny part of me was intimidated.
Until she hugged me.
It was a crushing hug, and Godric had to kindly remind her that while I was a Phoenix, I could still break like a human. The Queen only laughed at that statement and pulled away from me, though her eyes were roaming all over me. She licked her lips as her eyes fell on my breasts and I found myself inching just a tad closer to Eric. I think it was obvious what team she was playing for.
"Sophie-Anne. What are you doing here?" Eric growled out, not pleased at all at the way she had been staring at me. Somehow though, I knew the look was harmless. I remembered what Godric had told me about her awhile ago, that she had taking a liking to me to the point of protecting me when it was needed. I may not remember it, but I did feel like I could trust her.
"Godric invited me. You know I like a good fight." She clapped her hands together happily, a spark in her eyes. "Let me get a good look at you. I've been hoping my fascinating Phoenix had been alive all this time. And look, here you are!"
"Yes, here we are." Eric's arm around me tightened, his eyes narrowing.
"Oh don't get your knickers in a twist, Eric." Sophie-Anne rolled her eyes. "I'm just having some fun. You could use some you know."
"They've had plenty of fun tonight." Godric commented from the living room doorway, earning a glare from Eric. Godric seemed amused by it all however.
"It's such a drag that you don't remember me." Sophie-Anne flipped the hair over her shoulder. "I enjoyed the short amount of time we spent together. Minus that snake, Russell. Thank god he's dead! Oh and you helped with that, didn't you?"
She looked at me expectedly, as if I was just going to start going into the story of how it happened. But I couldn't remember. If it wasn't for the fact that I had been told the events that led up to me leaving Shreveport, I wouldn't have a clue what she was talking about. But she was still looking at me, and I knew that if I didn't say something soon, she might not continue being the childishly happy vampire.
"Yeah, I ah...I did." I nodded, forcing a smile.
A grin crossed her face. "You have no idea what I'm going on about do you?"
"Truthfully? Not all that much." I admitted with a sigh of relief that she didn't look like she wanted to eat me. Or at least I didn't think she did.
"Well, I'll just have to tell you about all the fun we had." her grin widened before she glanced over her shoulder. "Andre!"
The sudden appearance of the second vampire beside her caused me to jump in surprise. He was tall, though not nearly as tall as Eric was, and had a boyish appearance about him. His hair was a bright shade of blonde, and his eyes just as light as he gazed down at me with a kind smile on his face. I felt like I knew him more than just a simple vampire, but I just couldn't place my finger on why.
"Little Phoenix, I'm honoured to be able to see you again. Even if it is for the wrong reasons." He nodded warmly at me.
"Andre helped you escaped the Queen's palace when Russell had attacked." Godric explained, noticing the look on my face.
"Oh." My forced smile didn't feel so forced any longer. "I guess I should thank you then."
"There's no reason for it. We both helped one another that night." He assured, before his attention was turned back to the Queen, a look of adoration on his face. "My Queen?"
"Right, right. Go fetch me something to eat, would you my love?" She asked, her tone softening as she spoke to him. "I just wanted to come and see this darling."
I knew immediately that Sophie-Anne was Andre's maker. It was clear in the way they looked at one another, how they talked as if they were the only ones in the room. They loved one another just like Eric and Godric did. And to be honest, it was a beautiful sight. Any vampire that refused to believe they could love never realized the feelings they had for their maker or progeny was just exactly that; love.
"Or course." Andre bowed before throwing me another smile. "I hope to spend more time with you, little phoenix."
I smiled in return before he suddenly just vanished.
"I just wanted to check in." Sophie-Anne glanced over at Godric. "We're meeting tomorrow?"
"Yes, with the Weres." Godric nodded.
"I've brought my own with me. We'll have enough to destroy these witches. They're such a pain in my ass, I tell you. Like I don't have enough problems between Louisiana and Mississippi." She rolled her eyes.
"We appreciate you taking the time out."
"Do we?" Eric muttered, Sophie-Anne's head snapping towards him. If she was angry at what he had said, she didn't show it, and instead turned her attention back onto me.
"I hope we can have a chance to talk alone soon. I have much to talk to you about." She leaned down, to kiss each of my cheeks. Her lips hovered next to my ear as she whispered to me. "If Eric here doesn't satisfy you, you're more than welcome in my court."
My face flamed as she stepped away, a wicked grin on her lips as she bid goodbye and left the house quicker than she had come.
"God she's insufferable!" Eric groaned, running a hand through his hair, a look of relief crossing her face.
"What do you mean?" I looked up at him, the smile crossing my lips. She may have been a bit...eclectic and unlike any vampire I had ever met before, but I had to admit, she was far too amusing to possibly not like. "She's awesome!"
Eric looked horrified. "Please tell me you're joking, Ellie."
"Oh come on, she's a little...strange and terrifying in her own way. But she's...she's totally awesome!" I grinned. "I like her."
"Dear lord." Eric mumbled. "If I could walk away, I would."
"Oh no you wouldn't." I nudged him. "Because then we wouldn't be able to finish what we started."
That certainly changed his mood drastically.
A/N: I love writing Eric and Ellie in such a carefree way. Its obvious they love one another with how they act. they two so deserve just having fun for one night, and I acutally liked writing a chapter that wasn't full of emotions and drama. But don't worry all you drama lovers, things won't be smooth for long. we're nearly the final stretch with this fic, which means the craziness I have planned is on it's way! It's going to be awhile again until Eric and Ellie are happy, so enjoy the moments they have now!
