I didn't want to "shoot the whole wad" so to speak, but I couldn't wait to post this! So here it is a day earlier than it would have been. I think by the time this chapter is over, we'll know what major impact Bill's blood has had on Mattie's emotional status. God Bill is dead sexy! I know, I know....really bad pun.

I do not own any of the characters from Southern Vampire Mysteries. They all belong to Charlaine Harris. Bless her for sharing them with us. Mattie is my very own.

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Chapter 15

"Not so fast buddy! Did you really think I was going to come back in the house and forgive you just like that?"

Bill was trying to put the moves on me, but I was still pretty livid with him for this whole escapade.

"I was terrified for you! I honestly thought Eric had turned on us and he was going to kill me! How dare you Bill Compton?!"

Bill stepped away, setting one hand on the mantle, staring at me.

"I expect this type of crap from Eric, but not you!"

"I know it's hard to believe darling, but I did that to make it easier for you. Eric had some very dark ideas of how to get a rise out of you. I was trying to make it less complicated. Honestly, I was only lying there for a moment before you showed up."

"So the whole car thing, the fight we had, everything was orchestrated for my benefit.?" He nodded, I was seething.

"Mostly. Except the part about respecting and appreciating me. I meant that. I threw it out there since I hadn't really figured out a way to discuss it with you."

I understood why he was irritated with me. I had been spending a lot of time with Eric both at home and Fangtasia. Given Bill's past history with him, I wasn't surprised he was concerned. I had tried to explain to him that it wasn't like that, but..... once bitten.(No pun intended.)

"What are you talking about? We've talked about this a million times Bill! I do respect you, I do appreciate you, but I do also need my own space. I think you're being wholly unreasonable!"

I was beyond the point of no return in the enraged department, so I did what any ticked off slayer girlfriend of a Vampire would have done. (or not) I grabbed him by the head and kissed him as hard as I possibly could.

The kiss was fierce and angry, burning a hole in me. He forced his tongue into my mouth, entering into a furious rhythm that was already making my knees buckle.

I reached behind to grab him on the ass and squeezed. I felt a fang graze my lip. I didn't know what had gotten into me. One minute I was fuming at him and the next I wanted to hump him like a she-devil in heat.

Bill's fast and impatient hands were tearing the clothes from my body. I grabbed at his shirt, desperately ripping the buttons and exposing his chiseled chest. I bit down hard and he threw his head back growling. A sharp spear of pleasure shot through my center.

His hand was gripping my hair pushing me closer to him, my naked breasts pressed against his chest. My head was spinning.

I was grinding my mound against his leg sending sparks throughout my body. I fumbled with his belt whipping it off of him.

Snap!

He pulled his head back, staring into my eyes hungrily. In a flash, his pants were gone and we tumbled onto the rug. Reckless energy was bursting out of my every pore as we tangled ourselves together on the floor.

Bill licked, kissed, and sucked his way down my body, stopping at my hard nub. He pulled it into his mouth, sucking while I writhed on the floor beneath him grabbing his hair. Licking down my folds, he entered me with his tongue, tasting my wetness.

I gasped when he bit down into my groin to take my blood. I was screaming his name, my voice echoing through the house like gunshot as I came hard. Pulling himself up to kiss me, his hard length penetrated me, thrusting in to the hilt. He was hitting my spot again and again relentlessly while I moaned.

My emotions were swirling around my head leaving me dazed. I could feel my climax building again. Bill pulled himself from my body and spun me around. Raising me to all fours, he plunged back inside.

I was rocking myself back to meet each of his deep thrusts. He was grabbing my hips and pulling me toward him picking up his pace. I felt him explode inside of me. I climaxed and tightened around him, milking out every last drop of his essence.

Bill only gave me a moment's rest before scooping me up and tearing up the stairs to our room, tossing me on the bed.

Lying there under him I discovered a new meaning to the word pleasure. He nipped at my neck and teased my nipples, pinching them until they were hard enough to cut glass. I balled the sheets up in my fists groaning and calling out his name over and over.

When he finally made his way back down between my legs, I was dripping wet. He licked off my juices. I hung my knees over his shoulders while he licked and sucked at my clit and down the folds to my entrance. My head was shaking back and forth as I held on for dear life.

He stood up and pulled my hips to the edge of the bed, attacking my lips with his. I could taste myself in his mouth while our tongues danced together. He positioned himself in front of me teasing my entrance with the tip of his cock. In one swift movement, he was in me again sliding himself in and out in long fluid movements.

His pace was slow and cruel. I tried to speed up, but he held my hips steady. I sat there helpless, taking all he gave me. My release was near and I felt warmth and tingling building in my center. My breathing escalated and he knew I was close. Two more deep plunges and I climaxed, squeezing my muscles tight around him. He let go a moment later, my name escaping from his lips.

We crashed back on the pillows. He pulled me into the crook of his arm and squeezed me tight. I nuzzled my face into his chest trying to even out my breathing.

We laid there until dawn, never speaking a word. I drifted off to sleep just as he died for the day.