Author's Notes:Charlaine Harris owns all of these wonderful characters. I am so happy that she allows us all to play with her toys!*****Very adult content ahead, read at your own risk...you have been warned!

Chapter 53

Sookie's POV

The next day, I managed to get out of bed and dressed in plenty of time to make it in to shore to meet up with my new tutor, Faeryn. Before leaving our cabin, I tenderly tucked my sleeping vampire under a sheet, and kissed the back of his golden head. Rousting the shifter from his sunbathing, I got Shaun to take me to shore in the dinghy. The previous evening, I had located the restaurant where I was to meet my tutor, so I went straight to it. I sat at a table with a festively colored umbrella, right on the edge of the outdoor deck. Shaun sat down at a table nearby, but still far enough away to give me some privacy.

I was a little early, so I ordered an iced tea and sat admiring the awesome view. I could see the Starlight, rocking gently in the cove. I let down my shields just a little, and listened to the vacationers at the tables all around me. For once, everyone's thoughts were pleasant, and most were just thinking about how happy they were to be here. I knew how they felt. This scene was about as far from Bon Temps as possible, and I was trying to burn the memory of it into my mind so that I would never forget it.

Eric and I had discussed this meeting with my tutor the previous evening, and he was excited for me to be learning more about how to control my abilities. I was giddy with anticipation, and could not help but wonder what all I would be learning. I didn't have too long to wait. I had quickly learned that in the islands, any mention of a specific time was in reality more like a mere suggestion. "Noon" could be anywhere from a quarter to 12:00, to 1:00, or 1:30. However, it appeared that Faeryn was a tad more punctual than most, because right at noon I saw a woman approaching my table and I knew right away that she was Fae.

She was absolutely beautiful, in that ethereal way that fairies are; and yet, somehow I could tell that she was not fully Fae. She had the most beautiful dark auburn hair that I had ever seen, lightly tanned golden skin, and her eyes were the exact color of the water in the cove behind her. She was wearing a cotton sundress that had all the colors of the ocean swirling around in it, and it suited her perfectly. Delicately beautiful coral jewelry hung from her ears, throat and wrist.

She came right up to me and said, "You must be Sookie. Niall was correct; I can see that you are his kin. I'm Faeryn."

She held out her hand, and as I took it I felt a little tingle of energy pass between us. Her musical laugh tumbled out of her, and she said, "My dear, I can see that you are ready for some instruction."

She sat down, and with a flick of her finger called the waiter. We ordered some lunch, and while we waited on our food she said, "Did Niall tell you anything about me?"

I shook my head "no", and she exclaimed, "Of course not! The Prince just loves to be mysterious. First, did you know that these islands have always been home to Fairies? It is one of our special places. We were here long before the human indigenous people came; and then we co-existed quite peacefully with them until the Europeans began to settle this area, bringing their iron with them. Even to this very day, this is one of the few places on earth where some of the native humans are aware of our existence and can almost always recognize us; but they revere us and guard our secret jealously. Have you noticed that you feel quite at home here?"

I said, "Yes, now that you mention it, I do."

She nodded and said, "Yes, this place is still very comforting and healing to those of our race. It is the perfect location for you to practice your new magic, because the natural energy of the Islands will make things easier for you. Actually, I am only half-fairy, which is why Prince Niall chose me. He thought I would be able to understand your human limitations better. One of the reasons that I live here is that as long as I am in the Islands, my magic is nearly that of a full-blooded fairy. It would not be as strong elsewhere.

My mother is a full fairy, and remotely kin to the Prince. She was living here when the Europeans first came. Just over 400 years ago, she met a man on the beach on one of the outer islands. He was a British Buccaneer, and very handsome and dashing. She became enchanted with him on the spot, and he with her. In spite of their differences, she loved him so much that she wished to have his child; and so she became pregnant with me. Unfortunately, he was killed in a battle and never knew that she was with child."

I was completely fascinated with this story, and so I had to ask, "Is she living still?"

Faeryn looked amused, "Oh, yes, she is very much alive. She is away visiting the other Realm, though. Perhaps someday you will meet her. She was quite anxious for me to help you. She has always had great affection for Niall; and also, she understands the issues that we less than full-blooded fairies face."

I said, "Well, I only just learned about my fairy heritage recently; and since I'm mostly human, I wasn't really expecting to have any magic…well, unless you call my telepathy magical. The first time I popped from one place to the other, it surprised the heck out of me."

By now, the waiter had brought our food, and we began to eat. The beautiful half-fairy said, "Niall told me of your unique situation. Twice Bonded to the Viking! No wonder you are developing early!"

Two questions occurred to me. I asked, "Do you know Eric? And, how did Niall know that I was Twice-Bonded? I didn't tell him."

Again came the merry laugh, and then she replied, "I have never met your Bonded, my dear, but I have heard all about him, of course. Did you know that vampires were not even allowed to come to these Islands until synthetic blood was invented? It was only by treaty that they were finally allowed to visit. The native population was simply too small to support many of them, and of course you know their danger to fairies. Now, in answer to your other question, Niall told me about your Second Bonding directly after your wedding. He said he could feel it immediately when he gave you and your vampire his Blessing."

I remembered the current of Niall's magic flowing through us during the ceremony, but did not realize it was a blessing. He had not said anything about it afterwards, so I had no idea he had found out about the Second Bond.

Faeryn saw the look on my face, and said, "Don't worry, Sookie, he was relieved to discover it. Now you can take your vampire's blood freely without danger of accidental turning, and it should prolong your life considerably. Your great grandfather is actually quite grateful for that."

I guess I was relieved that he wasn't mad because I hadn't told him. In fact, I hadn't deliberately withheld it as much as I had just not gotten around to bringing it up. I was sort of glad he had figured it out on his own; it would have been very awkward to explain the whole thing to him.

She continued, "You are a unique case, Sookie. I don't believe there has ever been a case of even a part-fairy of the Royal blood being Twice-Bonded to a vampire, and most particularly to one as old as the Viking. The Second Bonding has no doubt caused your magic to progress at an even faster rate than before."

She asked me about all the times that I had used my magic, and I told her everything I could remember, right down to the circumstances of the accidental Second Bonding. It was a little embarrassing, but I figured if she was going to help me out, I would need to be honest about everything. After listening carefully, she said, "And what are the effects of this Bonding on your vampire?"

Up until she asked, I had not given it much thought; but after thinking it over I said, "Other than a case of Bonding sickness, I don't think there have been any."

Faeryn looked at me with a slight smile and said, "Oh, I doubt that very much. It is almost inevitable that there is something. Think hard."

So I did, and after a minute, I said, "Oh! Sometimes, I can hear what he is thinking... although that might just be my telepathy. Come to think of it, though, the other day we were able to communicate during the daytime. You know, when he was at rest."

She looked a little startled at that, but just nodded. She sat for a few minutes and thought things over, and then said, "There is no way of telling the extent of the gifts you will ultimately develop, so let us just concentrate on refining the ones that have already manifested themselves. Perhaps we should re-locate to a less public location for our lessons."

I said, "I'm game, but see that guy sitting over there? He is my guard, and has strict instructions not to let me out of his sight."

Faeryn looked over at Shaun and said, "Oh, you mean the Shifter? Very well, I will handle this."

She got up and went over to his table. She sat down and spoke to him for a moment, then got up and returned to our table. Even from here I could see the glazed expression on his face. She said, "He will be fine right where he is, and will not remember us being gone at all."

I said, "Uh…did you glamour him? I didn't know fairies could do that."

She replied, "I suppose in a way it is similar, but it is more like hypnosis. Fairies are usually quite gifted at it."

I thought back on the long-ago occasion where I had felt like I had almost hypnotized the waitress at Fangtasia. I had thought that had to do with my telepathy, but maybe not. I mentioned it. My new tutor said, "See, Sookie, you had begun to develop your gifts even back then. Now, let us go."

We left money on the table for our bill, and I followed her around to the side of the restaurant. She took my hand and said, "Hold on!"…and poof….We were standing on a beautiful white sandy beach. She said, "This is a tiny little islet called Sandy Cay. It is owned by the Rockefeller family from the United States. They keep this as a natural preserve. The only way for humans to get here is by boat, and because of the strong currents the boats all anchor on the other side and then only during the day. I have put up a shield to keep any visitors from wandering to this side."

She waved her hand in the direction of the beach, and a pair of beach chairs appeared. She said, "Let us sit and I will begin your lessons."

As we sat in the chairs, I noticed the strangest thing. The water off the shore of this little island was a different color than the water in the cove we had just left. Her eyes now matched the water here. How cool! I wondered if they changed to match whatever body of water she was near. I didn't ask outright because I thought it would be fun to just wait and see.

My tutor began by saying, "Sookie, all magic begins with being able to summon your special energies and then focus them in a specific direction. You have felt this force before, but usually only in stressful situations when your adrenaline is helping to increase it. You need to learn to summon it by force of will instead of letting it occur randomly. Full blooded fairies can do it naturally, but for you, it will require great concentration and practice."

For the next hour, she helped me learn to feel the energy inside me, and how I could gather it. It actually did take a great deal of concentration. Once she was satisfied that I had a handle on that, my tutor said it was time to try getting myself from place to place. She explained that I could probably only manage to get places that I knew and felt were safe, until I was older and more experienced. At first, I just tried to "pop" myself from one side of the beach to the other. She had to help me in the beginning…a lot. After a great deal of effort on my part, I was able to send myself…into about three feet of salt water. Faeryn stood on the shore and laughed her head off. The next time I tried, I landed in the middle of a scrub tree.

Smiling, she came and pulled me out, and said, "Much better, Sookie. Your aim is a bit off, but you are making huge progress."

Progress! I felt like such a klutz! She said, "Don't despair! You are still very young to be attempting this at all! Now, I can sense that you are tired, and I would hate for you to end up out in the middle of the ocean. Let us go back. I want you to think about the restaurant where we first departed. Take my hand. If we go together, it will be much easier for you. I promise not to help unless it is necessary."

For this last attempt, I wanted to make her proud of me; and also I did not want to land in the middle of someone's lunch, so I concentrated as hard as I could, and "pop"! We were back to the side of the restaurant. Faeryn clapped her hands delightedly. She told me, "My dear, I am so proud of you! You show great promise, and I cannot wait to tell the Prince of your progress."

I couldn't help but grin. I felt like I had been given a gold star on my report card! I said, "Faeryn, thank you so much for all your time and help. I can tell this is going to make a huge difference."

She smiled her lovely fairy smile, and said, "I am so happy to be of help. Now, will you meet me again tomorrow?"

I said, "I'd love to, but we are moving the boat and I'm not sure exactly where."

She said, "All right, why don't we try and see if you can make it on your own to Sandy Cay, say around 2:00? I will have my cell phone, and if you land somewhere odd, just call me."

That sounded kind of scary, but I guess I would give it a shot. I would have to remind myself to seal my cell phone up in a zip-lock bag, in case I ended up in the water somewhere. She came to me and gave me a big hug and kiss (fairies are very touchy-feely) and then she waved and poof, she was gone.

I looked around and, sure enough, Shaun was sitting in exactly the same place we left him. There were a couple of empty soda bottles sitting on the table in front of him, so at least he hadn't been completely comatose the whole time. I went over and said rather loudly, "Hey! Shaun! Are you ready to go back?"

He seemed to snap out of the daze he was in, and said, "Sure, Sookie. Hey, where did your friend go? I didn't see her leave. Oh, wow! Look how late it is. I guess I must have been daydreaming or something. Did you enjoy your lunch?"

I said, "Yep, very much. She is a friend of the family, and it was really nice to meet her."

Shaun got to his feet, and said, "Do you want to go back to the boat now, or what? Your husband left us a note that you might like to try snorkeling. I know of a good place just on the other side of the cove if you'd like to try that."

I was fairly tired, but I didn't know if I'd ever get another opportunity, so I said, "I don't know how to snorkel. Can you teach me?"

He said, "Sure! It's easy. Let's go by the boat, and get some gear."

We stopped by the Starlight, and he made me try on a couple of underwater masks until I found one that fit. Next, he found me some flippers, an inflatable vest, and a snorkel. He threw everything back into the dinghy and off we went. We didn't go very far, until we pulled up near the beach. We climbed out, and he pulled the boat up onto the edge of the sand. He then hauled out my gear and spread it out on a towel.

As he began to demonstrate how to put on a mask, he had removed his RayBan sunglasses and tucked them into a pocket for safekeeping. I realized that this was the first time I had ever seen his eyes. They were a beautiful and unusual shade of gray. After fitting on my fins and vest, he demonstrated to me how to breathe through the little snorkel, and I caught on in no time. It really was easy. I paddled around and watched some really colorful fish dart around the little coral reef. It was like being in a whole other world. I tried out my little disposable underwater camera, and wondered how good the pictures would be.

It didn't take too long, though, until I really was tired. I asked if we could rest for a few minutes and so we sat on the beach in companionable silence. After a few minutes, he asked, "So, are you going to the Full Moon Party tonight?"

Eric had put this event high on our must-do list, so I replied, "Yep, that's the plan. Are you going?" Well, duh. I can't believe I was dumb enough to ask a shape shifter if he was going to a human party on the night of a full moon. Immediately, I said, "I'm sorry, I'll bet you are going to be…busy."

Shaun looked at me intently for a minute, and said cautiously, "You are married to a vampire…do you know about….?"

He was floundering a little, so I decided I was going to let him off the hook. I said, "One of my best friends is a shifter, so yes, I know.

He looked relieved, and said, "Oh, good! I never like to assume anything. Yes, I will be busy tonight, but you should definitely go to the party. I went once, as a dog. It was a real hoot."

I nearly asked him what he preferred to shift in to, but decided that was kind of personal. He clearly didn't mind asking me stuff, though, because next he asked, "Sookie, if you don't mind me asking, how is it being married to a vampire? They just always seem so…cold."

Huh, my vampire might be a little cooler in body temperature than a regular guy, but emotionally cold? Not with me he wasn't. I said truthfully, "I guess you just have to get to know them."

I had been idly playing with my little camera, and looked to see how many pictures I had left on the roll; there were only few exposures remaining. I took a few of Shaun with all the snorkel gear lying around him, and one of the beach we were on. Shaun said, "Hey, let me take a couple of you."

I thought Eric might like one of me in the sun, so I posed for the last couple of frames. I wanted to see what my fish pictures looked like, and I had already taken a whole other camera full of other shots, so I hoped I could find a place to develop them soon. When we were through, Shaun asked, "Isn't it hard for you, having to spend all your days alone?"

Shaking my head, I replied, "Sometimes, but I was pretty independent before I met my husband, so I can always find things to do. He owns a vampire bar back home, and I have been spending a lot of time there lately; so honestly, I guess I'm getting used to vampire hours. Now, speaking of vampire hours, I need to get on back to the boat. I think I need a nap if I'm going to the party tonight."

He loaded our gear, and before long I was back on the Starlight. I went and took a quick shower, crawled naked into bed next Eric, snuggled next to his long cool body, and went sound asleep in no time.

*****

The next thing I knew, I was being kissed on my naked tummy by what was apparently an extremely aroused vampire. I stroked his head, and said, "Mmmmm, that feels very nice!"

He looked up at me, and grinned. He said, "Ah, my little mermaid, you are getting more tanned by the day. These tan lines require kissing." He proceeded to show me just what he meant, and then he went on to kiss other things as well. We ended up having lots of fun and he got his little snack, so everyone was happy.

Afterwards, he declared, "Let us go to shore and I will take you to eat, and then let's do a little shopping. I believe the Full Moon Party does not really get underway until later."

It had become clear that, as Robert had predicted, we probably really didn't need guards here in the BVI's. It seemed everyone here was too relaxed to cause much trouble! Eric had told the guards that they wouldn't be needed while he was awake anymore, unless specifically requested. It was nice knowing that for once, it really was just the two of us.

We dressed and went to shore, and found a wonderful open air restaurant that served the most wonderful grilled lobster! I had never even tried lobster before the trip to New York, because it had always been much too expensive for Gran's or my budget. It was delicious! While we were at dinner, I told him all about my day. I told him that Shaun had taught me how to snorkel, and how beautiful the fish were. He asked me lots of questions about Faeryn and my magical training, and laughed along with me when I told him about my mishaps.

After my dinner, we strolled among some of the little shops, and made a few purchases. I bought a couple of more disposable cameras, and purchased some stamps for the postcards that I had written out for my friends. Eric found a new sundress he liked for me and a couple of more beach shirts for himself. We went back to stash our purchases in our Zodiac, and I was amazed to see that the dinghy dock was absolutely covered in a veritable sea of little white boats! Every person from a boat moored in this cove must be at the party! It took awhile to figure out which one was ours, but we finally did.

We had asked about how to get to the party, and had gotten the advice to just go up to the main road, and get a taxi. We walked up to the road as instructed, and sure enough, there were several taxis lined up just waiting. We got in the first one we came to, and Eric had barely gotten the words, "Full Moon Pa…" out of his mouth, and we were off like someone had shot us out of a cannon.

Now, the taxi ride to the marina at the start of our trip had been a little harrowing, but this guy made that driver look like a driver's education teacher at a high school. He was winding up the narrow island street at the speed of light, talking and pointing out the local landmarks all the while. These guys drive worse than vampires! I swear my life was flashing before my eyes.

Anyway, before long we made it to our destination alive (well, technically one of us didn't) and our taxi went speeding back down the hill to pick up more victims. Both of us stood and surveyed the completely unbelievable scene before us. On the beach side of the road, was a bar, but unlike any bar either of us had ever seen. This was the infamous Bomba's Shack. Various bent pieces of tin made up the roof, and the walls and floors were constructed entirely of beach debris; which included but was not limited to parts of broken surfboards, driftwood, old tires, and many other items that had clearly been found on the beach after a storm.

Pouring out of this amazing structure was a veritable melting pot of humanity. About half of the faces were local folk both black and white, and then there was the wealthy yachting set. People were dressed in anything from polo shirts and pristine white shorts, to bikinis and cut-offs, and anything in between. Live Reggae music was being played inside.

Directly across the narrow street was another bar, slightly more traditionally constructed out of plywood. It, too, was bursting at the seams with patrons, and another band playing rap music was blaring away. This bar sported an outdoor dance floor, which was overflowing with dancing, jumping, twirling people. Past these two places were local vendors who had set up tables to sell their local crafts. The narrow street was crowded with folks of every description just wandering about, most clutching either an alcoholic beverage or what looked like a coffee mug. Everyone seemed to be having an absolutely wonderful time! Eric and I looked at each other, and then just broke into wild laughter. This was about as from Bon Temps, Louisiana, as it was possible to get. He grabbed my hand, and said, "Hang on, Lover, let's go check it out!

He drug me into Bomba's Shack first, and made his way up to the bar. He managed to get me a rum and coke, and we wormed our way through the crowd. Fortunately, he was so tall he could see where we were going. The band was really good, and before I knew it I was be-bopping and dancing to the music as I followed Eric, smiling like a crazy woman.

We made our way to a little outdoor deck, and at one end sat a chair that, although it looked nothing like it, reminded me all the world of Eric's special chair at Fangtasia. Occupying this chair was a large black man. He had salt and pepper hair partially covered by a colorful soft knit hat. Many people were surrounding him, and he was obviously holding court; so I assumed that this was none other than the infamous host of this party. He was chatting with a lovely young brunette woman in a sundress, and for some reason he turned his head in our direction.

His eyes widened slightly as he took me in, and oddly enough he seemed to ignore the very large vampire who was now standing directly behind me. His dark face split into a brilliant smile, and he stood and bowed deeply in my direction. I had no idea what to make of this gesture, until I remembered what Faeryn had told me about some of the local islanders and their knowledge of fairies. I didn't want to offend him, so I nodded in his direction, and smiled.

Speaking close to my ear, Eric said, "What was that about?"

I said, "I think he knows a fairy when he sees one. Cool, huh?" It was strange to think that at home in Louisiana, vampires were the ones that got a lot of attention, but here it was fairies. Huh!

Robert had been the one to tell Eric about this whole Full Moon Party, and had explained the ritual. It was held every full moon, year round, and the genial proprietor hosted it by distributing free mushroom tea and serving it at 9:00 and after 12:00. Apparently the hallucinogenic psilocybin mushroom grew wild in the islands, and were considered a totally legal substance in the BVI's; so no laws were being broken if a person wished to take a little walk on the wild side. It was now a bit before midnight, and I could see people starting to gather around a booth where one could purchase a mug in which the "free" tea would be served.

Eric was taking all this in, and then asked me, "So, Lover, are you going to give it a try?"

I just rolled my eyes, snorted, and said, "I don't think so! Don't you think my life is "interesting" enough as it is? Besides, if I got too out of control, I might accidentally poof myself to the North Pole or somewhere!"

He just laughed and hugged me to him, and said, "Let's go take a stroll."

We walked up and down the street and looked at all the wares offered by the locals. I found a pair of neat dangly earrings that I liked, and Eric bought them for me and slipped them into my earlobes. We made our way back up to the second bar, and he sat on a wooden fence and watched me as I immersed myself into the teaming dance floor in front of the band that was playing the rap music. I had consumed just enough rum that I was laughing and dancing and jumping around with the rest of the masses, and having the time of my life! Amidst all the dancers, I could see a few glowing faces of other vampires. Once, between songs, I looked up and saw Eric talking to a couple of them.

I made my way over to him, but by the time I got there, they had already gone. I was hot and ready to take a break anyhow, so I grabbed him by his hand and led him out of the crowd. He had a relaxed smile on his handsome face, and with a start I realized that for the last couple of days, it was if my "amnesia" Eric had been returned to me. We had laughed, and talked about everything under the sun (well, moon really), and made love like crazy. Not once had the subject of vampire politics, or the unpleasant situation awaiting us at home come up.

Maybe these islands really were healing and magical, and not just for the Fae.

I wrapped both arms around him, and hugged him tight. I said, "Baby, this has been the most wonderful honeymoon in the world! I love you so much!"

My handsome husband hugged me back and said, "My wife, I am glad you are having a good time. I find this place…very relaxing. We will have to return here again."

That suited me just fine! Next, I asked him about the vampires he had been talking to earlier, and he said, "They were from Germany. Most of the vampires here are from Europe. They told me of a special cove that is almost exclusively for vampires. They invited us to join them later."

Really, I just didn't feel like sharing him with anyone tonight; but if he wanted to be with some of his own kind, I felt like I should let him. I asked him, "So, are we going?"

Eric shook his head. He said, "No, I think not. For one thing, I have plans for you when we get back to the boat (at this he wiggled his eyebrows) and for another, I have rather enjoyed not being around any other vampires for awhile. It has helped me clear my head. Also, you are so very attractive tonight that I would have to watch you every second! You might find one of those suave young Europeans more enticing than your old Viking, and then where would I be? I left my sword at home."

Wow! Eric was relaxed indeed to be kidding around about that sort of thing! I batted my eyes at him flirtatiously and said, "What? Do you mean to tell me that there are more enticing vampires than you? Ha! Bring 'em on!"

He just laughed, and picked me up and twirled me around. He told me, "Not likely! You are stuck with me now, Mrs. Northman!"

I was laughing like a maniac, and just having the best time of my whole life. I didn't ever want to go home! My vampire had set me down, and was just staring at me as if he had never quite seen me before. His sapphire eyes were locked onto mine, and suddenly serious, he said, "My wife, I love you. Let us go back to our yacht and let me show you how much."

Well, he didn't have to ask me twice. I grabbed his hand and started dragging him in the direction of the cabs. He pulled me up short, though, and said, "I know a shorter way." Before I knew what was happening, he had swooped me up in his arms and was flying me back to our cove.

When the lights of Cane Garden Bay came into sight, I could tell he was headed straight for the boat, but I remembered that our dinghy was still tied at the dock at the beach. I wanted to get my newly purchased things out of it if nothing else, so I asked him to let us get it and take it back to the Starlight. He complied, and after painstakingly disentangling our dinghy from the mass of others still at the dock, he started the little motor and we headed back to the boat.

Just as we were approaching the back platform, I saw another dolphin swimming close by. He was circling around, and I could only see him because the moonlight was so bright. I excitedly pointed him out to Eric, who smiled at my enthusiasm. The big fish came up fairly close to our dinghy, and then darted away. I wished I could get a good photo of him, but I knew it was much too dark for that even with a flash.

We had reached the boat, and I climbed out and tied the tender to the back of the Starlight, the way Jack and Shaun had taught me. I went on below while Eric checked out the all lines, and lights, and made sure everything was secure. By the time he had gotten below, I was waiting for him. I had stripped down to just a tiny pair of panties and a sheer bra and was sitting in a rather provocative pose on the edge of the dining table. I said in the most sultry voice I could manage, "The first night we got here, you promised to fuck me all over this boat. Don't you think it's time you kept your promise?"

I didn't have to ask him twice! I don't think there was a surface of that sailboat that we didn't visit at least once. Eventually though, we ended up back on our comfortable bed in our cabin.

Although we had been having fun for quite awhile, and he had already given me two outrageous climaxes, still he was not done. He seemed almost insatiable this evening, and when I teased him about it, he said, "Lover, ever since we arrived here, the fairy in your blood has been stronger than ever. I just cannot seem to help myself!"

Since I was the beneficiary of all this passion, I just decided to enjoy the side benefits of being here in the magical Islands. I was sure when we got home that I would probably be back to normal.

Right now, though, he was at his Eric-the-sex-god best. We were lying on our sides with him spooned behind me, and he was stroking my skin while whispering very naughty things in my ear. Wow! My little hootchie was hot and twitching and ready for him again. He had been playful before, but now he was more serious and passionate. He whispered, "Lover, do you trust me?"

I nodded. He said, "Let me show you something I think you will like." He rolled me over on all fours and I lay forward on my forearms. I could hear him open the drawer of his bedside table, but I couldn't see what he had gotten out. He lay behind me, and began to lick my folds from behind. I was already worked up, and it was feeling really good. He got on his knees, and entered me and began a slow thrusting. This was one of my favorite positions, because he always hit just the right spot. I looked back, and could see that he had apparently gotten out a little tube of some thick lubricant, and had put some on the tip of his finger. He smiled at me in that devastatingly sexy way of his and said softly, "Now, lover, just relax, and think of how good I feel inside of you. Don't think of anything else."

What in the world was he up to? I found out a split second later, because he had run his finger slowly over my rear entrance with the lubricant. I stiffened at little, because it was just…I didn't think good girls allowed things like that…but actually it felt kind of…exciting. I gasped, and he whispered, "Relax, love. You will like this, I promise."

Very slowly, while still sliding at a sedate pace in and out of me, he eased just the tip of his finger into my…backside. At first, it hurt some, but then when I finally relaxed it actually felt…good. As he thrust into me with his hardness, he was also very gently moving his finger in and out. It began to feel…incredible! The combination of the two was just mind-blowing and all I wanted was more. In no time at all I was about ready to explode. He could tell that I was hovering on the edge, and he whispered sexily "Cum for me, Sookie, let me feel you." That was all it took. I began to shudder as I came, bucking back against him, and I literally could not stop myself from crying out. He was so excited by my reaction that he soon had his own peak and finally he collapsed on the bed next to me and pulled me close.

He said, "You see? If you will let me, I can show you things that you will love."

I was still panting and twitching, and unable to speak in a coherent sentence. I was more than a little embarrassed by my wanton behavior, and I knew I was blushing like crazy. He felt my discomfort, and said gently, "My darling, you are my Bonded and my wife, and nothing that we do together is wrong. It only makes us closer. You know I adore you."

He was so old I bet he knew every trick in the book. In fact, he had probably written the book. I just buried my face in his chest and sighed in contentment. He just chuckled and said, "Sleep now, angel. Dream of me."

I feel asleep with him stroking my hair ever so gently. Mmmmmm.