A/N: Hi! Thank you everyone for your support! I do appreciate it all! This chapter is much shorter compared to previous ones but is finally the big moment between Eric and Sookie. This was my first time writing a sex scene, so please bear with me. Next chapter Sookie tells Eric about what happened at the church picnic and he has a few choice words about the matter that will be difficult for our favorite telepath to hear. Once again, thank you everyone, and enjoy the read!

Warning: Strong language, sexual content!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, all rights belong to Alan Ball, HBO, and Charlaine Harris


Previously…

"Eric…" Sookie breathed in awe as she watched the Vampire Viking standing still among the slain fae. He was covered head to toe in blood, with his fae blood soaked sword in hand. She let out a gasp of fright when he turned to look at her, and she saw the rage and lust that filled his eyes. Eric dropped his sword to the ground and slowly began to walk towards Sookie while ripping off his blood-soaked shirt. Sookie watched with both horror and anticipation as she subconsciously moved herself backward on her bottom toward the farmhouse. The Viking must have seen what she was doing because he let out a low growl before he undid his belt buckle and looked at her as if she was prey.

"You are mine."


Sookie let out a small whimper and felt her body become covered in goosebumps while she watched the thousand-year-old vampire stalk towards her. A sudden spike of fear and uncertainty tore through her when she saw Eric whip his belt off and reached for the top of his jean zipper.

"Eric, wait..." Sookie gasped. She tried to move onto her hands and knees to crawl away from the lustful vampire Viking, but her injured proved that to be too difficult. Almost immediately, Sookie found herself face planting into the ground with her dress covered grass-stained butt pointing up high into the air.

'Shit! This is not the best position I want to be in right now around a sex-crazed vampire.'

The telepath attempted to get back up on her hands and knees to try and get away but knew it was too late the moment she felt a firm grip on her ankle.

"Eric!" Sookie cried before suddenly being yanked backward and flip onto her back. She felt her breath catch when she found herself staring up into the cool blue eyes of a very serious and naked Eric Northman, who was kneeling between her legs. Sookie felt Eric skim his hands over her thighs before gripping the hem of her dirt-covered dress.

"Wait, Eric- "She tried to reach down and stop him, but Eric's angry lust-filled eyes halted any move Sookie made to push the blond vampire away. Sookie let out a gasp of surprise at the feeling of Eric ripping the dress from her body and unexpectedly found herself arching up into the Viking. Eric's nostrils flared as he caught a whiff of Sookie's arousal, which stunned the telepath that she found what the vampire was doing to her was a turn on.

"You are mine." Eric growled before smashing his lips against Sookie's gaping mouth.

The next few moments were a whirlwind of fast movement for the blonde telepath before she found herself again on her hands and knees, but this time very much naked. She felt Eric push himself up against her backside, his erection very much evident to Sookie as she let a low moan and pushed herself back against the vampire King. Sookie shivered at the erotic sensation of the chilly November night air on her bare skin, her nipples hardening from the cold breeze. Eric wrapped an arm around Sookie's waist and pulled her back up tightly into his chest, his hand firmly grasping onto a breast.

"Ah! Eric, my shoulder…" Sookie gasped when she felt a sharp pain in the injured shoulder where Hadley had shot her. She could feel her hot blood running down her arm while she remained kneeling in front of Eric.

Eric let out a low growl before a familiar crunching sound filled the air. Sookie let out another low moan when Eric presented his bleeding wrist to her.

"Drink." Eric simply ordered and pressed the bloody wrist against the telepath's parted lips.

Sookie glanced over her shoulder and up at Eric, who continued to stare back at her with hard eyes that were still fueled with lust-filled promises. She moaned again when she felt the Viking pushing his erection further against her bare backside, his cock inching closer to her entrance. The telepath felt a thrill in her blood at the anticipated act of being claimed by the thousand-year-old vampire. Sookie maintained eye contact with Eric as she swiped her tongue across his blood wrist before latching her lips around the wound.

The Northman growled deeply into Sookie's neck while she took a couple of mouthful swallows of his ancient blood. Sookie's head felt heavy and foggy as she consumed Eric's blood. She could feel its magic properties, healing her injuries, and intensifying the need to be fucked long and hard by the tall, blond vampire. Sookie gasped against Eric's bleeding wrist as she felt him lick the blood from her injured shoulder. She could feel herself slowly leaning her head off to the side to grant him more access to her neck and shoulder. The telepath rubbed her bare thighs together to try and ease the growing arousal that was spreading like fire across her neither regions.

"Eric," Sookie gasped and pulled away from the vampire's slowly healing wrist. She glanced backward again at the vampire, while he continued to lick away at the blood that covered her shoulder. "Bite me."

Eric paused and glanced at Sookie; his eyes showed that he was thrilled and caught off guard by her request.

"We can't take blood at the same time." Eric sighed with a small snarl into Sookie's skin. "I promised I would give you time and-"

"I understand what'll happen if we exchange blood at the same time." Sookie breathed. "I'm done running away from you…. I'm yours, and you are mine."

Eric stared deeply into Sookie's brown eyes, his expression unreadable. Sookie felt a nervous flutter in her stomach while she stared back at the thousand-year-old vampire. Eric's lack of response to her confession, making her feel unnerved until he suddenly pulled his now healed wrist back to his mouth and took another bite out of his flesh.

"Drink, lover," Eric commanded. "Drink and let us become one."

Sookie did not hesitate to latch her lips around Eric's wrist again and allowed his magical blood to fill her mouth. She felt Eric let go of her waist momentarily to tap at her inner thighs, signaling for her to spread her knees further apart. Sookie moaned into Eric's wrist while moving her legs as Eric directed her. She could feel his long fingers softly brush against her outer lips while his hand remained by her inner thighs.

Eric sensually ran his lips against Sookie's neck, his fangs leaving light tracing marks in their path until the vampire King sunk them into the telepath's flesh.

Sookie let out a wail the moment Eric took his first pull of her blood. Instantly she could feel a change happening between the two of them. It almost felt like an invisible string was attached to them and grew powerful with each exchange of blood between them both. She could feel Eric's lust, passion, and love for her through the bond that was building between them with each pull of blood. Sookie was too caught up in the emotions she felt to take notice that Eric had moved into position behind her. She did not know what was happening until she felt Eric pushing himself into her.

"Oh, my God!" Sookie gasped with pleasure. Her body thrilled by the delicious ache it felt as her lower muscles tried to accommodate Eric's size and girth.

Eric wasted no time in pushing himself in and out of Sookie, setting a strong, steady pace. Sookie was unsure of how to respond to Eric's thrusts. She and Bill never had sex in this position; she didn't know what to do. Eric sensed her hesitation and slid his free hand down to Sookie's hips.

"Just follow my movements, min älskare." Eric breathed and moved his hand against Sookie's hip to show her what he meant. He groaned loudly when Sookie began to follow his motions and moved her body with his. "Good..."

Sookie breath hitched as she took in all the sensations she was feeling between the blood bond and Eric moving inside her. She took a couple more swallows of Eric's blood before he moved his healing wrist away and grabbed her firmly by the other hip. Sookie grounded her bottom into Eric and clutched her inner muscle around his cock. The Viking let out a frustrated growl at the sensations the telepath was causing. He pulled his fangs from her neck when he caught a small smirk spread across Sookie's lips when he growled. She purposely clutched her inner muscles around him again, which earned her a hard slap on the buttocks.

"Oh!" Sookie cried out at the unexpected smack, not expecting Eric to do that. She reached back to try and soothe the hot heat that radiated from where her bottom had been hit, but the Viking stopped her by grabbing her hand. "Eric!"

Eric chuckled at Sookie's cries and moved her hand, where it would be flat on the ground in front of her. He took her other hand and proceeded to place it parallel to the telepath's other hand. While continuing to thrust into Sookie and holding onto her hands, the vampire Viking used his body to force her to move forward onto her knees until she was practically flat on the ground with her ass pointing upwards into him.

"Oh... shit..." Sookie swore at the new position Eric moved them into. Her hearing was filled with the sounds of their skin rapidly slapping over and over together. She could hear the cries and moans she was letting out without realizing it.

The tall Viking was draped over her body, holding down her hands while he maintained an unyielding pace in and out of her that left the telepath squirming with need underneath him. Sookie's mouth was gaping open when she felt Eric hit the spot inside her, making her feel breathless from the intense sensation it brewed in her lower belly. Eric snarled into Sookie shoulder while her inner muscle spasmed wildly around his cock. He picked up his pace, which caused Sookie to squirm more around him when she felt an unfamiliar pressure building up rapidly in her lady bits.

"Let go, Sookie," Eric whispered into her ear. He continued to stroke over and over against the spot that was driving the telepath crazy. Sookie whimpered when she felt Eric reach underneath her and started to circle his long fingers around her clit. "It's okay. I have you. Just let go, min älskare."

Sookie wasn't sure what happened, but she could feel something deep inside of her snap and felt a sharp wave of pulsing pleasure wash all over her. She felt herself let go of any reminiscence of control she was holding on to.

"Oh! Fuck!" She screamed. Her body felt like it was on fire while her inner muscles clutched together tightly in a viper's grip that left Sookie, arching her back up in ecstasy.

Eric growled as he watched his bonded, lose herself to the orgasm that ripped through her body. He groaned at the feeling of Sookie's heat spasming rapidly around his cock. The thousand-year-old vampire could feel his inner beast raging with satisfaction that Sookie was now his and demanded that Eric show the telepath that she truly belonged to him in every way, blood, and body.

The Norseman moved his hand out from underneath his lover and grabbed her softly by the back of the head, and forced her to look up at him. He increased his thrusts to a brutal pace that left the telepath gasping and crying out in pleasure and shock at the harsh movements. Eric moved his body to cover Sookie completely. If anyone were to walk across them right now, it would look like the Vampire Viking and the telepath was mating, which pleased Eric's inner beast to no end.

" You. are. mine." Eric's thrusts were aggressive with each word he spoke. "You are my bonded, and no one will take you away from me!"

"I'm yours!"

Sookie screamed into the air, her inner walls clutching tightly again as another orgasm washed over her. Eric silenced her cries by covering her mouth with his. He roughly moved his lips against Sookie's plumped lips. The Viking let out a thunderous roar as he came inside his bonded, letting her strong inner walls grasp his cock tightly. Eric pumped a few times to ride out his release before he let out a satisfying sigh and slowed his movements to a steady languish rhythm. Sookie released a deep sigh in unison with her Viking. Her body felt heavy and achy as her muscles relaxed and enjoyed the sensation of Eric's still slowly moving inside her. She could feel that while they both may have just climaxed, Eric was very much ready to continue onto round two.

A giggle escaped through Sookie's lips when Eric lightly nipped her lower lip. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Eric touching and grasping her breasts while he licked away the fae blood that had dried on her skin.

"Bravo!"

Sookie froze at the sound of hand-clapping filling the air. The telepath looked at the Vampire Viking with wide eyes before turning her attention towards the sounds of cheering coming from her farmhouse. To Sookie's horror, Pam, dressed in a white pantsuit and black heels, was sitting cross-legged on the porch railing with a fangy grin.

"What the fuck? Pam!" Sookie cried out in complete shock to see the female vampire, watching her and Eric with glee. She looked over her shoulder to see Eric's reaction, who did not seem surprised to see his progeny. "Eric, did you know she was there?"

"That was a marvelous performance between you and my Master, Sookie." Pam grinned. "An encore would be enormously appreciated. I would never have taken you for a screamer."

"Pamela." Eric growled when he felt Sookie's sudden embarrassment. "Watch it."

Sookie let out a small gasp when Eric withdrew himself from her. She could feel the lust and sexual frustration radiating off of the Viking. It was clear he was not happy with Pamela interrupting them. He stood up and strolled over to where his jeans were thrown on the ground. Sookie watched Eric's backside lustfully, wondering if she could ignore Pam's presence to have another go with the vampire Viking. She became mortified when she felt a sudden flush of arousal overcome her at the thought of Pam still being present as she had her way with Eric.

"Mm!" Pamela moaned when she caught the smell of Sookie new arousal. Eric raised a questionable eyebrow at Sookie when he too smelt the same thing as Pam. "Maybe you're not as opposed to voyeurism as you make us believe, sugar plum."

"Shut up, Pam." Sookie snapped at the grinning vampiress, before she pushed herself up and sat on her knees. She tried her best to cover up her nakedness with her arms while grabbing remnants of her dress that laid close by. The telepath caught both vampires leering at her as she tried to maintain some sense of modesty. "Stop it! Both of you."

Eric smirked at Sookie's shyness at being watched by two vampires, who took pride in worshipping the female body. She had no idea how tempting she looked, trying to shield her nakedness from them. The Viking planned to rid her of this behavior. One of many things on the running list he kept in his head.

"What took you so long, Pam?" Eric asked his progeny. He finished zipping up his jeans, and vampire speed up to the front porch and grabbed the quilt he saw laying on the porch swing. The Viking then rushed back to Sookie, who looked up at him gratefully as he wrapped the large quilt around her. "I thought you would have been here right away?"

"I came as fast as I could; anyway, it looks like you eliminated the threat just fine without me. It's almost overwhelming with the smell of death and sex that is radiating off the ground right now." Pam jumped down from the porch and strutted towards her Maker and Sookie. "I was trying to clean up the mess baby vamp has found herself in. I think Compton hired a witch to hex her."

"What?" Sookie stood up from the ground, adjusting the quilt around her body. She looked between the two vampires with confusion. "Why would Bill hex Jessica?"

"Explain." Eric commanded Pam, who looked slightly irritated.

"The Fortenberry boy called me last evening to tell me that Jessica had been acting strangely after meeting up with Bill the previous night. Usually, she'll let me know if the asshole attempts to contact her, but she didn't this time." Pam said. "I tried to speak with her about her meeting with Compton. The moment Red opened her mouth to speak, it was a mad rush of blood and guts. This happened every time I tried to have her talk about that asshole. I called Ludwig, and she said it was a blood hex. I was on the phone with her when I felt your call."

"Is Jessica okay?" Sookie asked. She was worried about the young vampire.

"As long as she doesn't try to speak, she's peachy." Pam smiled sarcastically. "But we all know the baby vamp, and that won't last very long. Ludwig gives her a week tops before the hex does irreparable damage. We need to find the witch that hex her, and of course, I can't track down Compton to find out who the fucker used."

"I have a strong hunch of which witch he used." Eric glanced over at Sookie. "The wards I had the witch Hallow put around your property should have kept the uninvited guesses you had tonight from getting so close. Hallow is a powerful witch, so there is no doubt that if she had placed the wards correctly, they would have held. Anyways, the hex placed on young Jessica sounds like Hallow's handy work."

"That fucking bitch!" Pam growled. "I knew we should have ripped off her head after she tried to pull that necromancer shit! I warned you about her, Eric."

"I know." Eric snarled. "That's a conversation for later. Right now, we need to find Hallow and have her reverse the hex on Jessica and find out what Compton is up to."

"Um.." Sookie quietly spoke up. "I think I have a theory about what that may be."

Sookie shifted nervously on the balls of her bare feet as both vampires turned their attention back to her. Both were looking at her with curiosity.

"Uh, Hadley sort of told me about some of the stuff Bill has been up." Sookie wrapped the quilt tightly against her body. She looked between Pam and Eric, unsure of what to make of the silent look the Master and Childe were sharing. "Apparently, Bill is the one behind the V dealing you were talking about, Eric. Hadley has been working with him, and Lafayette was too. Lafayette was planning to come clean about the dealing when he found out it was Bill pulling the strings. Bill found out and set up Lafayette to be killed by the Authority."

"Why would Compton being selling vampire blood?" Pam looked confused. "What could he possibly get out of it?'

"Hadley said Bill's been building a massive vampire blood market for almost a decade. While doing so, he's also been planting evidence everywhere to frame Eric for the V dealings." Sookie explained. She could see Eric's jaw muscles clutching with anger. "He wants to get back at you because of me, and for becoming the King of Lousiana. He thinks you have taken everything that is supposed to be his."

"Motherfucker." Pamela sneered with silent rage. Sookie found herself taking a step back in fear as she watched the female vampire growl and mumbled about the different ways she would make Bill meet the true death.

"Where's Hadley now?" Eric spoke in a low voice. His silent rage more fearsome than Pam's. Sookie watched him walk over to where his bloody sword laid on the ground and wiped the fae blood off onto his jeans.

"She's dead." Sookie whispered. "The fae you killed had just killed her before you arrived. Her body's in the woods. Along with the werewolves who were trying to protect me. The fae killed them too."

"Hadley snuck into the house while I was gone today." Sookie tried to tighten the quilt around her body. She felt nervous due to the looks Pam and Eric were giving her. They both looked pissed. "She was upset that I humiliated her at work and thought I was trying to take Bill back. I tried to reason with her, but she wouldn't listen. She had a gun and tried to shoot me a few times before I could take off into the woods."

"That makes sense now about the mess I saw inside." Pam glanced at her maker. "There's blood splattered across the front porch."

"Yea, she got one round in me before I ran for the woods." Sookie winched when she thought about the blaze hot heat in her shoulder where she had been shot. "I had no idea about the fae being here until I tried to find the weres. One was already dead when I discovered the other one barely alive. Hadley ran into the fae when she chased after me."

"Too bad." Eric muttered darkly. "I would not have given her such a quick death."

Sookie knew she should have felt horrified at how Eric spoke about her cousin, but she found that she did not care. She knew deep down that if someone were to hurt Eric, she too would want to take vengeance. Sookie knew her Gran would be rolling in her grave right now if she knew about the lack of empathy she had for Hadley's death, and frankly, she didn't give a damn.

"What should we do with the bodies?" Pam questioned Eric. "There's a nearby swamp that could be used."

"Call the werewolves pack master and inform him of his packmates deaths if they haven't already felt it." Eric answered. "They'll want to come get their own. For Hadley, call Bubba and have him dispose of her body at Compton's AVL office. He won't figure out it was fae who killed her, which will further fuel his paranoia and make him more unpredictable. The more unhinged he becomes, the easier it will be for me to end this fucking shit show finally."

Sookie quietly watched the exchange of plans between Eric and Pam. A small thrill ran through her body at the idea of Bill finally getting what was coming his way. She shrank into her quilt when both vampires nares flared, and each looked at her with a pointed look.

'Oops... I guess discussing other's demise makes me horny now.'

"Sorry..." Sookie giggled quietly for her arousal.

Pam shot Sookie a perplexed look and smelled the air a few more times before looking back at Eric with a shit-eating grin.

"You've started the blood bond." The vampiress smiled between Eric and Sookie. "That happened faster than I thought it would."

"I'm very persuasive, Pamela." Eric grinned at his Childe. His mood clearly now more upbeat than a few moments ago. He looked to Sookie with a smoldering look. "Aren't I, min älskare?"

'Oh, shit! Here we go again...'

Sookie stared wide-eyed at Eric for a moment before she gripped the quilt firmly around her body and made a bee-line for her farmhouse. She could already feel the heat pulling between her legs.

"I need to take a shower." The telepath announced and ignored the sounds of Eric's laughter.

Eric and Pam watched the small blonde hurry across her lawn and up the front porch to disappear inside the dark house.

"Don't go after Hallow tonight." Eric tried to ignore the lingering smell of Sookie's excitement in the air, while Pam took in several unnecessary large inhales of it. The Viking couldn't blame her from wanting to soak up the smells that radiated off of the telepath. "I want us to be prepare before we make a move against the witches. Text me if anything further happens with Jessica or if there are any problems with the wolves."

"I'm guessing you'll be staying here for the rest of the night." Pam smirked. "Going to break in your cubby with Miss Sunshine?"

"I need to go check on my bonded." Eric grinned, when both vampires heard the sound of water turning on in the upstairs bathroom. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Do you think you're going to need help cleaning all that fae blood off Sookie and yourself?" Pamela cooed to her Maker while showing him her most sultry look. "We both know I'm great with my hands."

"Maybe another time." Eric chuckled and began to tug at his jeans that were feeling too tight. "Goodnight, Pamela."

"Night, Eric."

Pamela bowed to her Master before taking off towards the woods. She knew Eric well enough that he was not in the mood to share tonight, and understand it was her cue to leave. He smiled to himself, knowing he was lucky to have such a loyal and fierce progeny at his side. The Viking felt himself break into a grin at the sounds of the bathroom shower curtain opening and closing. He slowly walked at a leisure pace towards the farmhouse. His mind was booming with ideas of what he planned to do to a certain telepath for the remainder of the night.

"I hope you're prepared for what's in store for you tonight, Miss Stackhouse."

To be continued...