Dying For Some Sun

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The PullA/N: a very special hello... I hope your all sitting down, I know this may shock some of you more than others...but I have a Beta...Oh my God! I let another person in the sand box with me... I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who has offered to help lill' ol me sort my grammar out and help make my stories better... But the biggest thanks goes to Gaijinvamp my new beta...I got a good feeling it gonna be okay, she was very gentle with me. I am feeling very hopeful...


So i hope you enjoy...the newest betad (thanks to GaijinVamp) chappie

JoXx


I wanted to leave well enough alone, but oh no, Eric had to take me there. Oh my God! I just had sex with my husband while some stranger watched. Damn, if it didn't stir things in me again, and that just made my anger flare even more. This was all Vampire Sookie's and Eric's faults. Why had Eric done this to me? To us? What was his fucking damage?

I angrily stomped out of the shower into the newly refurbished bedroom. Eric lay on the bed, showered and fully clothed, looking smug, his hands behind his head.

"What the fuck, Eric?" I snarled at him. His grin just grew wider, his eyes twinkled.

"ANSWER ME?" I yelled so loud, Pam appeared at the door, but Eric waved her off.

"How could you?" I wailed, discarding my towel, forcefully stabbing my legs though a pair of poor panties that never did anything to me. I threw on a bra,

"Well?" I demanded.

"How could I do what?" Eric asked calmly.

"Urgh... " I yelled in frustration. I went right up to him. He was now sitting up with his legs over the edge of the bed. I poked his chest with my outstretched finger. "How could you fuck me, while you let another man touch me, while a stranger, for Christ sakes, watched?" On certain words my voice shrilled.

"Calm down," he said. His face was perfectly blank, apart from an upturned eyebrow at my finger poking his chest.

"CALM DOWN! I am CALM!" I yelled, throwing my hands up in the air, feeling anything but. My bared fangs stood testament to my non-calm state.

"Why? What was that?" The wind lessening in my sails, I turned to walk away, but a hand on my wrist stopped me.

"That was 'the call,' 'the pull.'" Eric said gently. He pulled me to him, I still didn't fully understand his meaning. He stood up, towering over my little frame, holding me tightly as he kissed the top of my head and I let him.

"Do you resent Pam, lover? Are you jealous of her?"

"No!" I protested, "I told you I am worried that she would feel those things for me,"

"And I've told you, Pam harbours no such feelings towards you. I would know it."

"What are you telling me?"

"The pull you felt for that man, was the same pull I felt for Pam when I first laid eyes on her. But it was nothing compared to the pull I felt for you. You called to me. Your being sang to mine like no other. A sirens call."

"Oh my god, how did you stand it?" I gasped.

"I plotted hundreds of... No. Thousands of different ways you would be mine. Millions of ways Compton could meet the sharp end of a stake."

I laughed as Eric's love washed over me. He cupped my face in his huge hands, kissing me gently and tenderly.

"I love you so much, I was so scared that this would come between us...I am so sorry I yelled at you."

Eric smiled and it lit up his whole face, "Nothing will ever come between us, I love you Sookie Stackhouse, you are mine forever. You are the reason my heart beats, only for you," he kissed me again.

I was struggling what to say next, but as Eric was an expert on reading the bond I didn't need to, "My love, this changes nothing. Forever is a long time to be doing the missionary position, don't you think?" he chuckled.

I laughed too, "So this was an education...in what, expanding my tastes? Oh God, are you bored with me already?"

Eric lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around him. He walked over to the nearest wall, pushing me against it, "This, my wife, was you not having to feel the pain of being denied. I turned Pam the very night I saw her. Where our relationship was sexual in nature to start with, this faded as most maker child bonds do. I could never be bored with you! It is not possible. I crave you too much. Did you enjoy it?" he nipped along my jaw.

"You know I did," I captured his lips.

"You're quite the little minx, my little Sookie. Everyone thinks you're so sweet, but I know how naughty you really are," he mused, grinning.

"I am sweet, you say..." I bit my lip, getting more turned on by the second.

"What do I say?" he thrust his hips forward hitting my clit, I groaned at the sensation.

I licked my lips watching him, my beautiful husband, "You say I am the sweetest you've ever tasted..." I was feeling really naughty, "...especially when you have your head buried in my pussy," I grinned, somewhere half way between embarrassed and turned on. Eric growled.

"Fuck woman, you're my dirty girl,"

"Dirrrty girl," I giggled.

"I am so glad I am standing outside the door for valid reason, not so you guys can fuck each other, when... Oh I don't know? I have a whole palace to renovate for a coronation, and an official wedding in two fucking weeks that needs organising too," Pam huffed.

"Pam's right, and I need to feed," I said, placing my hands on Eric's arms indicating he should put me down from my position on the wall.

"So you didn't drink from the fairies?" Pam asked. I could hear shock in her voice.

"Noooo, hello, my family are fairies,"

"But don't you want to try it, just once?" Pam questioned.

"I've already tried it," I shrugged.

"You have?" Eric asked shocked.

"Ye-ah."

"When?" Eric and Pam both said at once. Salivating rabid dogs anyone?

"When I left the palace during the day I arrived at Claudine's, I was hungry, she offered and I took it, there was nothing else to eat,"

"And?" Pam said.

"And what?"

"Wasn't it the most delectable taste you've ever tried?" Pam's fangs were straining, I could smell how turned on she was.

"It was good, I could have kept on drinking, but not the big deal you've made it out to be. I didn't feel drunk or anything," I shrugged.

"Urgh... offered freely, too... such a delicacy... totally wasted on her," Pam was honest to goodness pouting, "Master, permission to perform harakiri?"

"Harry whatee?" I asked looking from Eric to Pam.

"Stop being so dramatic, Pam. Lover, It's an ancient Japanese way to commit suicide by disemboweling yourself with your own knife, if you are human that is,"

"Ewww," Why? But then again, these were the same people who thought eating fermented soy beans, was a good idea.

Pam was still pouting, I shook my head at her, "I love fairies," she sighed. Then she got a wicked glint in her eye, "So what was all that lust I felt in the bond then?" she smirked. "If you weren't riding the fairy high, what were you riding?"

I swear one of these days Pam would make a Vampire blush, like really blush, I zoomed out of there to Pam's cackling and Eric's growl, which lost its impact when he chuckled. Bastard. I slipped on a pair of dark denim jeans and a red silky blouse that showed off my girls, but still made me look like a lady-which after tonight was questionable. I slipped on the shoes I had been wearing but had to take them off, as they smelt of sex, really good sex, putting on red ballet pumps instead.

Eric leaned on the door jamb to the closet, "What's wrong with the heels?" Like butter wouldn't melt... I thought, Pam is not the only one that/who could make a Vampire blush.

I blanked my face, "I am surprised you can't smell them from over there." I was not letting them embarrass me anymore. The shop was shut. No more. I was cutting those two off.

"Niall is in the reception hall and Rasul has just texted he will be bringing his child later this evening. My breath caught, "Is everything alright? Is she okay? What did he say?" I asked all at once.

"We will find out when we see them later. Relax lover. Rasul is over five hundred years old, she is in good hands. All I know, is the change went well."

"I know, I know. But she's like my oldest friend, I just want to be there for her. I don't know if she will blame me."

"Blame you?" Eric hissed, Oops! Wrong choice of words.

"Not blame me, per se, but she was only taken to get at me. That would piss anyone off, and Tara... well, she just has her own special brand of pissed." Yeah, a pissed off Tara was not my first choice of friends to spend a night with.

"How special?" Eric chuckled.

"Ooo it's very special... we'll just have to wait and see, I guess,"

"Let's not keep Niall waiting any longer."


Did it all make sense now? some of you where what the hell at the end of the last chappie?