They lay there speechless for a long moment, still trembling from the experience, staring at each other's eyes in disbelief. Sookie pinched herself unconsciously on the arm. Eric smiled, and leaned to kiss the tiny reddened spot she had just abused. His still erected member slightly scraped off her tights, sending shivers down her spine. Sookie sneaked a look, unable to resist the view. The nature had given him plenty to be proud of.

"Do you see anything you like?" Eric laughed at her reaction.

Sookie blushed, realizing he had followed her eye movements. She turned her head sharply, pretending the interest of her stare was the corner of the pillow under his head, which only made Eric laugh louder.

"Do not be ashamed of yourself, Sookie" He said, blazing a burning trail with his fingers over her voluptuous breasts, not hiding his admiration. Sookie felt wetness building up between her inner tights, and pulled the blanket up in a desperate attempt to prevent it. He lifted the blanket again and wrapped it around both of them, purposely squeezing their bodies together. Sookie did not protest. She just aligned herself along his gracious forms surprised to feel his heart pounding heavily against her chest. She did not know vampires had a heart beat, she hadn't noticed Bill's before... Eric's skilful tongue started exploring the area behind her ear lobes and neck, causing her body hair to transform into millions tiny pins, digging his skin. Her hands with a mind of their own grabbed that gorgeous butt of his uncontrollably, and pressed as hard as they could against her intimate parts.

"Oh", she sighed, when she felt his shameless generosity make its own way between her inner tights. Eric's eyes landed on hers enthralled, and his mouth joined the delicious soft lips, the dexterous nature of which was driving his body insane. They were lying side by side, faces against, tenaciously grasping each other in a delirious frenzy. Sookie tried to spread her legs apart, unsure if he could fully reach her if she didn't, but he locked them back with his, penetrating her unimpeded, thus causing her feel every wonderful inch of his gracious plenty, replenish the amplified feeling of emptiness that had started to build. She shrieked in astonishment...His toned, muscled stomach was rubbing against her, stroking her clit at the same time, as he thrusted gently into her. She felt her groins soak, and an overwhelming arousal started to creep down her spine.

"Eric, faster" she screamed, sensing the inevitable explosion approaching..., but he just kept thrusting in her slowly and steady, teasing her to a verge of insanity, and visibly enjoying the torturous pleasure his silent revolt was causing her. Her legs tightly locked between his, his hands embracing her shivering body, his tongue ferociously scrutinizing the sensitive nerves in her mouth, she was left helpless at the mercy of her tormenter...Her body stiffened from the enduring, agonizing pleasure building up inside with his every push..Then she felt Eric lifting her, detaching her from the bed, and thrusting deeply into her with forceful movements, escalating into an unrelenting, merciless pace, causing her body to convulse and shiver uncontrollably, writhing in pleasure... Sookie felt thousands of detonating dynamites inside her joining into a powerful blast, followed by the delightful warmth of the volcanic eruptions of Eric's orgasm. And she collapsed from the most pleasurable exhaustion ever...

"You torturous monster" Sookie groaned, noticing Eric looking at her with a complacent smile.

"Was it torturous enough?" He grinned.

"Hmm... I am not sure. I might need another go." She teased jokingly, twirling her hair around her finger.

"I would love that" Eric replied hoarsely, pressing her hand against his enlarging erection.

"I can't believe you are ready again!" Sookie gazed at him in disbelief with bulging eyes, her expression causing Eric to burst out laughing.

"I am always ready for you, my lover" He said teasingly, while scanning her from top to bottom as though she were his trophy.

"Well, that's no good, because I will be married in two days" Sookie said somewhat sarcastically.

"I don't want you to get married" He stated, his face becoming gloomy.

"Why, how is that going to ruin any of your plans?" She raised her eyebrows in anticipation.

"My plans, no...your wedding is not part of my plans." He proceeded, gazing at her eyes with intimidation that made her flinch. "Do you really want to marry him?"

She did not answer, just looked at him, stunned by the sadness in his expression.

"Do you love him, Sookie?"

She nodded silently, afraid that if she opened her mouth, the answer may have been different...

"Then marry him." He said motionless.

"That's it? You come here and seduce me two days before my wedding, then just leave... How convenient, ah?" Sookie snapped.

"I didn't say I will leave you. I just said you can marry him" Eric said simply.

"Well, thank you very much for your permission." Sookie followed sarcastically, her eyes like a flame.

"I would do anything that will make you happy, Sookie" He whispered.

"You don't look the type of person that lives for other people's happiness."

"And how do you know what type of person I am?" He asked, taking his turn to be sarcastic.

"The type of person that sleeps with women, then hangs them out dry."

"What do you mean?" He asked with an honest expression.

"I mean that you don't care I am marrying Bill" Sookie said, trying to hide the tears welling up in her eyes. "For someone that has lived over a thousand years like you, I can't believe that you don't understand what I am trying to say." She followed with her voice somewhat pleading.

"Are you trying to say that you will give me a chance?" He beamed with a dazzling smile.

"May be" She answered thoughtfully.

"May be" He repeated evenly, raising his eyebrow at her. "I am in love with you and all I get is maybe?" He asked looking offended.

Sookie glanced at him stunned by his words, her face burning with delightful warmth.

"Eric, was that you on the portrait in the museum?" Sookie changed the subject, unable to bear his piercing gaze.

He nodded.

"And who was the woman in the white dress that liked to swim in the lake, near the castle?

He looked at her with surprise, examining her face for a long moment.

"That was my wife."

Sookie flinched.

"Wait a second, how do you know about her?"He jumped suddenly, grabbing her by the shoulders with a devilish look, his fangs extending ready to strike...

"Know about her what?"She shrieked with horror at his reaction.

"My wife, she was not on the portrait" He answered quickly, releasing his grip with a guilty expression, realizing he was hurting her.

"Did you love her?"

He did not answer.

"Did you love her?" she repeated firmly.

"Sookie, it doesn't matter now...It was so long time ago...I even can't remember how she looked like, just her smell...She smelled differently..." He said with a thoughtful expression. "She smelled like you..." He blurted out suddenly, surprised by his own revelation. Then he leaned over her, cupped her face in his big soft hands, making her look straight into his daunting eyes.

"What happened tonight between us was amazing. I have not felt like this in thousand years. I have always wanted you, Sookie, from the first day I met you two years ago. You are different, your presence makes me feel...so good...so natural...I feel almost human.

"Eric?" It dawned at her suddenly..."Did she have a birth mark in the form of a red heart on her right foot?"

"How do you know this, Sookie?" His eyes bulged.

"You said you don't remember her." She teased.

"The mark..., the mark is important" He stuttered.

She took a deep breath, not sure whether to proceed...

"I have been having strange dreams, Eric...since the first time we kissed. That woman I asked you about...your wife" she hesitated for a second. "That woman was me in my dreams." She blurted out, blushing, stretching her right foot at him...

He looked at her in silence, staring at the perfectly shaped red heart on her foot in disbelief, his face turning from pale to blue, and the next thing she felt was Eric kissing and hugging her frantically, saying indistinctive words in a language, she had never heard before.

"You can't marry Bill Compton, Sookie" He uttered with affectionate sincerity.

"Then I won't" She simply agreed, kissing the warm red tears, rolling down his face...

She felt so confused at this moment, a little bit guilty, a giant vampire was kissing her feet. But this gorgeous vampire...was the man of her dreams. And she knew it there and then, he was the man she always wanted...How stupid she was the night she was attacked, when the voice in her mind told her the vampire she loved, loved her too...and would always protect her. It was Eric that saved her; it was Eric's kiss that swept her off her feet. It was him that she wanted; forcing herself to think it was Bill.

"I was such a fool, Eric" she whispered fondling his hair.

"No, Sookie, the fool was me. I should have told you the truth...the truth about Bill..."

Sookie's heart flinched, but she somehow wasn't surprised of his words...

"Eric?" She insisted, seeing him hesitating to proceed. "I think I can take it."

"Bill Compton and the Queen had a plan about you Sookie" He stopped for a moment, assuring she was ok. "Your abilities, Sookie, are unique. They are a lot more than you think. The Queen has a powerful friend that found out about you, and what you can do. The Queen decided to send Bill Compton to seduce you, and then bring you back to her, so she could use your abilities to her favours. I was really surprised the night you came to find Bill with me, when the King couldn't glamour you. I had always hoped Bill used some kind of vampire magic to make someone like you love him. It was hurting me, Sookie, although I refused to believe. I spent two long years, since the day I met you, to force you out of my mind. When Bill disappeared, and you came to me looking for help, I knew that I would do anything it takes; to wipe those tears off your face and never see you cry like that again...Bill was summoned by the Queen, as a punishment to his revolt. He fell in love with you Sookie. How could you blame him for that?" He leaned over to kiss her..."She was going to send him far away, to never see you again. And he would have not been able to stop her. So I paid the Queen's brother...a million...to convince her to release Bill, and bring him back to you. I did it for you Sookie, and trust me it was the most difficult decision I ever made. Seeing your love for him was killing me slowly...And the Queen asked for a price of her own too, to make love to her, whenever she wanted...or no deal at all.

"Oh, Eric, I am so sorry" Sookie hugged him tightly, feeling like she would never let go off him again."Bill lied to me all these years. He never told me it wasn't you that killed Lafayette. He made me hate you with all his rotten intrigues about you. And I was punishing myself for thinking about a man that drained my cousin to death... But the moment you kissed me for the first time, Eric, I was lost...to you forever."

"Hmm, I think I can get used of my new Sookie very easily." Eric beamed with happiness. "Can we try out that, ah... lost inside you word, again?" He grinned conspiringly, pulling her closer..."But... you must be tired, my love. I should really let you sleep now..."He replied to himself, feeling guilty for his constant arousal at her presence.

"Eric, there is something I forgot to tell you." Sookie stuttered between two yawns. "Today, in the hospital, I was told..."

"Tomorrow...my lover." Eric whispered, putting a finger on her lips.

"Tomorrow..." Sookie murmured, suddenly feeling the events from the night exerting their influence on her, and her body relaxed into a sweet oblivion, cuddled into his soothing chest. She thought Eric would leave after that. Bill never stayed if she fell asleep. But Eric lay in bed for hours next to her silently, stroking her hair from time to time and kissing her tenderly on the face. She felt sense of happiness and joy pouring through her veins, and she smiled in her sleep...it was Eric's...she could sense him so well.

She woke up early the next morning, feeling alive for the first time in her life. Eric was gone, but the side of the bed where he lied, was still kind of warm. She went to the kitchen, starving with hunger, the night with Eric had taken its toll. She giggled, thinking what kind of breakfast she would have loved just now... a six foot five tall blonde pie...

She opened the fridge, and there was a note hanging, with familiar handwriting...

"I already miss you, my lover. Please be very careful. The Queen's powerful friend I was telling you about, is very dangerous, and he does not sleep during the day...I will be with you at sundown.

P.S.

I hope you like ham salad sandwich. Sorry for the coffee though, I will have to figure out a way how to keep it hot.

Eric"

Sookie's eyes welled up in tears. Eric, the vampire made her breakfast... How did he even know what ham or coffee is...She doubted a thousand years ago the civilization was that sophisticated...?

"Are you going to cry, or are you going to eat?" She heard an unfamiliar terrifying voice and screamed with horror at the sight of the pale face of a black eyed vampire, with a satanic expression, sitting at her kitchen table and enjoying the sunshine...

Hi guys. Thanks to everyone that managed to read through all of this without falling asleep:). I would love to see some reviews and suggestions in regards to the story plot, writing style, etc.., because it is like shooting in the dark...I really enjoy writing it though. Sorry that I couldn't resist Eric-Sookie hottie so soon, but I will twist it a little later. Or at least that's the plan for now, unless I get bored of my own story too:)

And thank you for all the wonderfull stories posted around here. I can hardly get enough of it...Well done