Chapter 35

It was time to focus on Pam. Eric and I went to the living room and situated ourselves on the couch and reached out to Pam the connection was instant. "Eric, finally where the hell have you been and when are you going to come and get me. Enough of this already, I want a hot bath, clean clothes and real blood." Normally Pam would never talk to Eric like that but he didn't chide her for it we both knew she was stressed and although she would never admit it, scared.

"Pam," Eric said in a calming voice, "are you still completely isolated? Have you heard anyone or seen anyone? Anything to help us find you?"

"I haven't seen or heard anyone. I feel like I am locked away in complete nothingness." Despair filled her voice. I wondered in my own part of my mind how long a vampire could be isolated before going insane.

"Stay strong we will find you. We have had some personal issues that we had to deal with here but tomorrow we will regain our active search for you."

"Personal issues? What could be more important that finding me?" Pam didn't mean to sound arrogant this was just the way vampires thought.

"Sookie and I have a child now. We were involved in adoption and burying his father."

"Sookie wanted a child so you killed its father and adopted the child? Is this the best time to fulfill a human need of child rearing?"

"This is not something either of us planned for. The boy is the child of Sookie's blood, Hadley's son. His father has reared him and has now passed, the boy is now ours." There was slight irritation in his voice, but Pam either didn't hear it or ignored it.

"Well aren't you all just a happy little domestic family now. The great Viking Vampire Warrior and King has been reduced to splitting his attentions between his vampire kingdom and subjects versus wiping a snotty nose and reading bedtime stories."

"Pam," Eric's voice oozed authority and warning, "regardless of your circumstances I will not allow you to speak to me that way and if you ever question my abilities of King and ruler again I will leave you where you are to go insane and dry up and rot."

Pam's complete demeanor changed, "my apologies Master," a term she only used when she knew she had overstepped her bounds and was trying to get back Eric's good graces, "I have let my own situation cloud my good senses. I know that you would never let anything or anyone interfere with what you have worked so hard for. " If she were standing in front of us I know that she would be inclining her head. Pam did not miss having human emotions and feelings and she simply didn't understand Eric tying himself to the human world. I reached out trying to find any signs of a brain pattern like I had before but I found nothing.

As we let Pam slip from our minds and came back to the present I bent to kiss Eric, just a simple kiss that any wife would give to her husband who was worried. With his head in my lap he slowly raised himself and his hand found its way to the back of my head, urging the kiss to become more. It became more quickly, our kissing became urgent as my hand began to explore his body until if found the part of his anatomy I was searching for. The manhood was already straining against his pants with its own urgency to be released. I stoked it though the cloth releasing a pleasurable moan from my beautiful husband. I stopped Hunter popping into my mind, Eric didn't miss a beat, he was in my mind assuring me that Hunter was sound asleep and he would hear him if he made the slightest stir. That was all the reassurance I needed. I unbuttoned his pants sliding my hand under the elastic of his boxers and began messaging his bulging manhood while he turned his attentions to my breast, there was little attention to detail before he sank his fangs in, he drew with a hunger I hadn't felt in some time. I stroked hard and faster as he drew on the wound hard and faster the he released me as his own fluids flowed. He remained hard in my hand as he stood I divested him completely of his pants and silk boxers. It had only been a few days, but my urge was great and my own little fangs ran out at the sight of him standing in front of me in all his glory. I began licking and kissing his massive member making sure to put a little more pressure than normal on the rim of the head with my fangs as I pulled it out of my mouth, not enough to draw blood but enough to make him gasp. I began kissing my way up his body until I was standing with him and he quickly removed what was left of my clothes. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him and he entered me. It felt like it had been months not days since I'd made love to my husband. It wasn't long before I was reaching the first of my climaxes as my inner walls tightened I bit and drew in the blood from Eric's shoulder. He pounded harder into me and I swear I had not one but two orgasms back to back. We continued for at least another 45 minutes and several more orgasms for me. When he completed his second I was completely relaxed and exhausted. He gathered our clothes, scooped me up and carried me upstairs and placed me in the bed in the master bedroom. I wanted to shower but felt to contented to think about moving. "I'm going to Fangtasia for a while, sleep I'll be back soon." I could only nod and he kissed me goodbye and I was asleep before he ever got redressed.