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A/N: Rated M for a reason. Kiddies shouldn't read, I'm rather scared I might have went into to much detail even though I tried not to, so I'm going to hope I don't get kicked off. I'm sorry, it took me longer to get this chapter out than I wanted to. I feel a little bit disconnected from it because I had to write an epic for class that's due the last day of school. I'm thinking about publishing it and letting people tell me what I can do to make it better. I'm not very good at the whole epic thing and I made it about vampires so...I might. Here you go and as I said before I'm sorry for leaving you with a cliffhanger for so long. If you have any questions about Blair being a sorceress feel free to ask, and I apologize for the grammer and spelling mistakes because I don't think I caught a lot of them...

Chapter Seven: Secrets Found

He breathed then looked at the cuts. They were shallower than they had been moments before. Eric flipped her over on the wounds not thinking about it until her eyes winced in pain, but she didn't cry out. Instead, she met his gaze with her green lavender nodded. "Both of my parents were. I carry on the traits and so does my sister but she's the only one who practices."

Eric was so confused that he didn't know what to think. She was dangerous now, but hadn't she been dangerous before? He'd seen her throw off Jaguars magic so she used shields but he hadn't sensed anything else. There weren't many sorcerers left. Witches were far more popular even though there wasn't a great abudence of them, thank Siette.

"What all do you do exactly?"

Blair shrugged, then explained. "I'm a mercenary. I don't know any magick because I never took the time to learn. I was to busy learning how to survive with physical skill. I can shield my mind and myself from magick. Sometimes I can heal people."

She almost added about the time when she had been eight and her dog had died, how she had raised him and a graveyard close to her home. Her father had sighed and showed her how to control that particular magick so that it wouldn't happen again. After all zombies walking around in the middle of the day tended to scare a lot of people. Of course Gabriel had been there and he had thought it was hilarious.

"My twin Aimee knows a lot. We were separated when our parents where killed, the fault of a Triste witch. She works at Single Earth, always the more peaceful of the two of us she was heartbroken about our parents but she didn't plot revenge. It was me who made sure they both died a very painful death. Gabriel saved us both getting us out in time to take us to the different guilds. I grew up with him and I owe him my life and hers."

While telling Eric all of this she had huddled in the corner of the bed. Sighing he laid down once more. She wasn't lying, it had been hard for her to tell all of that he he doubted that many people knew. "I'm sorry Blair." She shrugged. "Everything happens for a reason. I'm a stronger person today because of it."

"Optimism does not become you." Eric teased her. "Now lay back down I want to look at those cuts again." He demanded.

"I'm fine." She said and tried to get off the bed but tripped and fell over the the dress that was half off and half on. Eric couldn't help but snicked as he picked her up and tossed her back on the bed.

Looking at the whelps they were thin lines now. He rubbed his hands over her cool skin sighing and wondering what he was going to do with her. Of course he had some ideas but after what they had just discussed he didn't know if she would want to partake in any of them. Testing the waters he his hands around her stroking her stomach and easing up. When she didn't stop him he turned her over and watching her face he slid the rest of the dress off. She gasped in wonder as his lips moved to her collar bone and then to her lips.

Blair watched him watch her having to stifle a moan as he kissed her neck and then her lips. "Eric." she said with that one word he stopped and raised back up from were he was making his way down to her bra. Watching his face she knew that if she said no or told him to stop he would. For some reason that comforted Blair, but the fact that she didn't want him to stop was something to think about later. Much later. She grabbed his black hair and pulled him down kissing him as her hands played across his broad back and shoulders. His hands slid to her bra and she raised up so that he could undo it. He tasted good, warm and spicy.

Eric played his hands across Blair's breasts kneading them and stroking her nipples, she moaned softy, crying out when his lips found them and he licked one then the other in a quick wet stroke before sucking on them. It felt so good that she wanted him to stop and to never stop. Blair's hands found the zipper to his pants and she started tugging them off.

With a firm hand he stopped her gazing down a her. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Blair almost screamed in frustration, putting her face in her hands as he moved off of her and stood up.

"Stop thinking so god damned much. All I'm sure of right now is the fact that I want you in me fucki..."

She was stopped abruptly by silk cloth landing on her head and covered eyes. Peeking out from under it she saw him take a deep breath. All of him. Her gaze went to the beautiful tanned muscle to the black private hair and she let her gaze go down in wonderment.

Eric's laugh was what brought her back and she glared up at him wondering if she would be able to take that much...They would find out. She got up and slided over to him raising on tip toe to kiss him and finding she couldn't breathe as his hardness pressed against her with nothing but silk between them. With a movement she couldn't follow he feel on his knees and tucked off the thong in a jerk that was desperate.

Kissing her navel he laid his cheek against her smooth flesh. Neat and trimmed Brazilian wax job. He didn't expect anything but neat and hairless from Blair. All that remained was a single strip off soft red hair leading down. Blair gasped in surprise as he spread her legs and put a finger in her. "Wet." He commented but she wasn't paying much attention because her knees were starting to go weak as he moved that finger around and tried to add another. "And tight." He added withdrawing his fingers before lowering his mouth to her.

He kissed her there like he kissed her lips. All tongue, exploring, and prodding. Blair collapsed and Eric caught her holding her up and he found her clit and started sucking on it and and nibbling it. "Please Eric, please." She begged. He rose kissing her as he cupped her ass and carried her back to the bed. He laid her down and got on top of her propping his upper body up with his arms, he leaned down and kissed her hard as he started working himself into her.

Her back bowed with pleasure from the pressure and pain. He moved in and out of her once, twice, and again as his hips caught the rhythm. Blair couldn't help but moan as she felt him move in her. He nails dug into his back as he pushed harder and faster. Warmth that made her shiver spread through her body in waves so pleasurable they were the brink of pain and made her cry out. Over and over.

He moaned as he felt her tighten around him and she came again as he seemed to grow even larger inside of her. Her nails had ravaged his back and as she tightened again he came, collapsing, arms no longer able to hold him up. He rolled off of Blair and drew himself out of her. Sighing content and a little sore she did something she had never done after sex. She snuggled up and let herself fall asleep in Eric's arms taking in the delicious sent of him. "I could love you my little sorceress." he said kissing her forehead and falling into a deep sleep with his arms wrapped around her protectively.