'Stop' Godric stated gripping her hands and pushing them down towards her sides, Pam's face twisted in confusion,
"but you want it I mean I'm back on the market!" she said trying to kiss him again but he grabbed her hair and forced her eyes on those of his grey ones,
"I know but, I can't do it to Eric…besides if you want to move on there's always Jason Stackhouse" he said sternly Pam pulled away from him staring at him with hurt.
"Jason Stackhouse sure if you like rubbish sex and loads of cuddles you know what fuck you! don't do it to Eric" she shrieked vamping out the back door and into the flower field she was so fucking hungry it was like her throat was on fire. Like she was a new born baby vampire again, the female gasped heavily she couldn't think it was then she felt the presence of her maker behind her.
"Pamela, talk to me" he said sounding worried which surprised her,
"where's Sookie?" she asked coldly holding her breath so she could no longer smell the blood of the only human on Godric's territory.
"She's inside" he spoke from at least five feet away,
"are you ok?" he asked.
"No…Eric. I-she bit her lip- I kissed Godric!" she breathed vamping over to him and practically climbing up him as she tried to gain control of herself, the anger clouded her makers face like a storm when she felt him grip her chin 'what' he spat
Using his impressive height to an advantage she didn't answer and jumped when he yelled her name again,
"you heard what I fucking said, Eric" she shrieked, it was then she felt the sting of his hand on her cheek and she was in the snow fighting back tears,
"you will watch how you speak to me Pamela I am still your maker" he sneered as his face inched closer to hers
'well its okay for you to go fucking some other randoms don't you think i deserve love to' she bellowed
'Pam i- but she cut him off '' when this baby comes Eric you do release that you have to be it's father which means not leaving me on my own and not fucking other women when it suits you' she made to walk off but he caught her arm spinning her into him.
"you are mine, and i love you" he growled out,he brushes his lips against hers giving her the chance to pull away then rams his lips into hers he practically has to stoop down to bring his lips to hers, his hands reaching up to thread through her hair, his lips barely touching hers as his grip tightens on her hips.
"Feed from me my child" he breathed his tone softer this time.
"I can't" she whimpers as he strokes her mouth with his thumb,
"you can" he said as he cupped her head and guided her mouth to his neck. Gasping as her fangs pierced his skin, he let out an audible strangled groan as he felt her squirm against him losing control. His blood tasted like fine wine mixed with bourbon and spices, she could feel him growing hard against her and when she pulled away to look in his eyes they were black with the hots. He crashed his lips to hers in a searing kiss that was all teeth and tongue, Pam heard him groan as she pierced his lip on her fangs. They're desperate for each other trying to grab every inch of each other they can reach, he had told her that they would not last long, he was right she jumps forward wrapping her legs around him before He practically wrestles her to the snow, the snow floating gracefully up into the air and falling back down again, as they fell ripping each other's clothes off until they are bare before each other in their naked glory.
She watches as he takes a moment to look her over imprinting that she is his, "will this be ok for the baby" he asked as his eyes travelled down to her swollen abdomen, Pam suddenly felt so exposed under his gaze but they had seen each other naked millions of times over the past century.
Sex was their daily routine, hell it was their hourly routine.
"oh god Eric just fuck me already" she moaned an arrogent smile painted his face and she grabbed a fistful of his hair pulling him into a fiery kiss, her fingers slide from his hair down to his shoulders digging her nails in hard and making fresh blood pour down his back. He enters her slowly inch by inch and she screams at the feeling of him taking her so completely watching as his eyes squeeze shut tight she could feel through their weak bond that he was just as overwhelmed as much as she was, as they reaffirmed their bond. His skin pressed against hers, his lips and tongue tangling with her own, her need. Need for his body, for his love, to hear her name on his lips.
Her hands continue to move down his body pressing him to her, his legs tangling with hers as he pushed in. the pace he sets is slow, leaning down from her lips to kiss her neck, her shoulders, her chest relishing in the sound of both of their moans and groans as he gave her breast the attention they were pleading for. "Eric please" she moans out, as she feels him nod against her lips.
He begins to move slowly at first both of them moaning at the sensation, his hands grasp under her knees hitching them higher above his lower back, letting him dive deeper and harder inside her she chants his name over and over like a prayer.
'oh god fuck' she whines scratching welts into his back, Rising up on his elbows he cradles her face as she watches, mesmerized at the pleasure and emotions she can feel racing through their bond evident across his features.
"beautiful" he whispers as she feel him starting to pick up the pace, slamming himself into her as he bites into his wrist and places it onto her full lips. She responds immediately and he roars to life. He rips into her neck his movements getting uneven, they release together as their orgasms wash over them like a tidal wave having reached their climax.
Until a whole range of flashbacks she hoped she would never have to experience again raced through her mind, his threats she had let him win…again, her human life and the worst bit the PAIN! She shrieked out pushing against him and breathing heavily on hysteria.
"Pam it's me" he soothed as she continued to wig out and she tried to scramble away from him but he wouldn't let her.
"Let me go, Eric this was a mistake" she shrieked as she shied away from him grabbing her dolce and gabanna dress and making towards the house gasping heavily at the loss of him inside her.
Their newly reaffirmed bond shaking strong with Eric need to be with her… his love, she needed him to stop. It was then she felt his arms grip her waist this time she started crying shoving against him, he was only wearing his jeans and was shirtless now.
"Pamela what is it, what is going on here" he growled out probably harsher than expected,
"I can't" she repeated her words from earlier not in her right mind.
"You're gonna leave me again the memories, the pain it hurts I just want it to stop" she shrieked
"I won't, let me help you figure out what's going on for you" he said desperately,
"you can't it won't help" she shrieked, he held her in a firm grip by her shoulders looking at her with question.
"I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE, I CAN'T PLAY SECOND FIDDLE TO SOOKIE AND I CAN'T HAVE THIS BABY!" she screamed speeding towards the snow covered woods and into the night.
