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Chapter 2

Sammy and I walked out the front door of Fangtasia. No one had even attempted to try and stop us. I can't believe he let us out of there like this. When we got to my Impala I started pretending to look in the front seat, while Sam did the same in the rear. "What do you think Sammy, did he let us go?"

"Yeah – definitely, I think he wants to know if we are willing to trust him."

"That was my impression too. Think we should go back inside?"

"I don't know, right now we are free – then again if he wanted to harm us he could have done so at any time. He may be making so sort of overture to us, he did let us both out. He had to know that we could drive away if we want to. Think we could get away with calling Bobby?"

"Why not? Maybe he could give us a better idea of what to expect from this dude. You call him."

Sam pulled out the cell with Bobby's number in it while I continued to pretend to look for our notebook. I listened to the call from my side.

"Hey Bobby, it's Sam. Are you busy – we need some help about our case."

"What can you tell us about a vampire named Erik Northman? He is the Sherriff of Area 5."

"No we aren't after him, we just kinda came to his attention – he's holding the vampire we were chasing."

"Really – a thousand years … you're kidding – he was a real Viking? Do you think we could trust him?"

"Yeah … I think so … Dean, he did say "I give you my word" didn't he?"

I nodded.

"Yes he did … So we could? … Oh, one more thing – what exactly is a vampire mate?"

"No, he didn't say companion, bonded or pet … Yes, he called her his mate 3 or 4 times."

"Well, Dean's already done that."

Sammy held the phone out to me. "Bobby wants to talk to you."

I took the phone, "Hey Bobby …"

"Dean quit thinking with your dick and start thinking with your brain!! Do you want to get yourself killed?"

"In my defense, I didn't know … and she came on to me. She used me to get him to join her on the dance floor. Don't know why he didn't hurt me."

"To a vampire that doesn't matter, they are extremely possessive and self-centered. I can't believe he didn't do anything."

"Well, he did do something – just not to me."

"Huh???"

"He very publicly marked her as his in the middle of the bar; I swear she came just from his biting her."

"As old as he is, I'm sure she did. Just leave her alone – if you go after her again he will kill you."

I smiled to myself, "Well about that, he did offer to let me fuck her."

"What!!!! Why the hell would he do that?"

"He wants to feed on me." I said – can't wait to hear what Bobby thinks about this.

"You did tell him no didn't you? You'd be crazy otherwise – he could drain you. What would your Dad have said if he knew about this? You're a hunter! Hell, we're all hunters!"

Ouch. "I know that. Of course I said no – but Bobby … she is really, really hot … I don't think he would drain me, he told me so."

"He told you so? He told you so! Did he give you his word? Damn it Dean, she belongs to a vampire. You just don't mess with a vampire or anything they consider to be theirs … I doubt I can talk any sense into you, just don't go getting yourself killed. Call me when you leave and let me know you are still alive." He hung up on me.

I looked over at Sammy, "That went well. What did he have to say to you?"

"Evidently Erik is known to live by some sort of warriors code – if he gives his word he keeps it, even to a human; he just rarely gives his word. And Magan's being his mate means that in vampire terms they are married."

"So", I asked him, "do we go back? I have the notebook right here."

"I think we should. I want to know what his game is – besides wanting to feed on you."

"I agree, let's go."

We walked back toward Fangtasia. As we headed to the door the blond motioned for us to come towards her. When we got there she said to Sammy, "So, you are the one who managed to trick me. How did you do it?"

"I honestly don't know." He answered her.

"Well there must be something in you that made you immune."

"Demon's blood?" I blurted without thinking.

"Hmm, demon's blood", she mused, "that might do it. Erik's expecting you, you had best get going." With that she waved us in.

"So, demon's blood keeps vampires from being able to bend you to their will. I can't decide if that is a good or bad thing Sammy. Seems Ruby may have done you a favor after all." I said.

"I don't want to talk about it, let's just get back there and see what happens."

We walked through the back door again and then the bathroom to enter the room where they were waiting.

"I was beginning to think that you weren't coming back." Erik remarked.

Magan asked, "So how was your conversation with … Bobby?"

Sammy looked at her and replied, "It went fine. You know, I really want to know how you do that. Don't suppose you are willing to tell me?"

"No, not right now", she replied throatily while she watched me. She oozed seduction just standing there. Fuck, is she the one who wants me – or is it Erik?

"Are we ready to get down to business now boys?" I asked. What is Dean thinking?

He is getting closer to changing his mind My Love. He can't stop thinking about me. Now he is wondering if it is me, not you, who wants him.

Do you want to reinforce that idea My Lover?

Why not – just hold your instinctive possessiveness in check, My Love.

I watched her stalk over to stand next to Dean. The seductive sway that she adopted excited me … it has to be having the same effect on him. She reached over and touched the notebook in his hand. "So in here is where you have this one's crimes listed?" She purred in a velvet wrapped voice.

His eyes widened as he looked at her. Nervously he glanced over at me; I made sure that I appeared perfectly serene. He looked back at her hungrily and stammered, "Ahh … yeah."

"Then I will need to borrow it when we fill out the paperwork." She said to him as she placed a hand on his arm. This is harder than I thought it would be to watch. I am still yours My Love. I relaxed with an evil little grin on my face, then realized Sam had seen it and had to get rid of it.

"Paperwork?" Dean asked.

The renegade took that opportunity to say, "I thought that nothing was decided yet?"

"Of course nothing has been decided yet. We are merely having a hearing to determine whether you are innocent or guilty of breaking vampiric law." I stated emphatically.

I saw Magan lean over to whisper something in Dean's ear, he jumped – what had this Bobby said to make him so nervous? I opened my mind to listen to her. Of course Erik has already made up his mind. We wouldn't be in this room if he hadn't, we'd be in his office. Why else would he be in silver chains if he wasn't guilty? I almost laughed; she is very good at this.

"What I need you to do is to read the name, place, date, description of the victim and anything else that you think might be helpful for each person. Only do one at a time." I instructed him.

Dean complied and began. I listened to what the renegade was thinking. By the time we got to the twelfth victim I knew what I needed to in order to render my verdict. He did not have enough respect for me to even answer truthfully. "ENOUGH." I called out. Both boys looked at me. I addressed the renegade, "I find you guilty of breaking the vampiric law forbidding any of us to bring our kind to the attention of human law enforcement. The penalty is final death by stake, to be carried out by these two human hunters."

"I didn't do anything." The renegade tried to tell me.

I walked over to him, leaned over and whispered, "I will let you in on a little secret – I can read vampire minds." He blanched as he comprehended what I had told him.

"You are going to allow us to stake a vampire … in your bar … under your authority?" Sam asked me in a voice tinged with doubt.

"Yes … why not?" This is fun, almost as much fun as toying with his brother.

"Ahh, because you're both vampires." He answered – as if this meant something.

"He broke vampiric law. It is within my power to sentence him. I could have just sent him to the Magister, the result would have been the same – but you and your brother would not have been allowed to be present. This way you will know that he is dead." I explained.

I opened a cupboard door, removed a pair of wooden stakes and handed one to each of the boys. "Please come back downstairs when you are finished. I need to give you a copy of the Declaration of Authorized Death to protect you from any of our kind attempting revenge." I headed for the door, as I reached it I turned and added, "Clean up when you are finished will you." And with that I walked out the door.

Magan followed me a few minutes later carrying the notebook. "Did you point out where the hose and drain are?" I asked her.

"Of course … are you having fun?"

I reflected on the past couple hours, "Yes, I think I am. At least I am not bored any more."

We stopped in the office long enough to pick up the empty forms and headed downstairs. When we got downstairs Magan pushed me back onto a chair, straddled my legs and started undoing my pants. "What are you doing Lover?"

"What I've wanted to do all night." She whispered as she pulled me free.

I caught her mouth with mine and reached around behind her to unzip her dress, unfortunately it got stuck. I tried to work it free but soon lost my patience with it and yanked it apart. She pulled back and teased, "Impatient tonight, aren't you?"

I let out a low laugh and ripped the rest of her dress off of her. She pulled my shirt off, and started biting my chest. So I took hold of her, stood up and carried her into the bedroom while I finished undressing her. I sat her down on the bed, removed the rest of my clothes and joined her. She pulled me to her and started to kiss me again, but I pushed her down on the bed and held her arms above her head. "You are mine." I growled out.

"I am, I'm all yours Erik." She whispered. "Take me, I'm yours to use as you desire tonight,"

I released her arms and proceeded to mark her all over with hands and fangs while she twisted and writhed under me in rapture. I bit into where I had bitten her earlier and she cried out in pleasure, "oh gods Erik … do it now …now." I entered her then slowly and took my time as I made love to her. I felt her enjoyment as I kept pace with her. As she reached her climax and screamed out my name I roared and exploded.

As I lay next to her on the bed I began licking the small amount of remaining blood off of her. The wounds slowly closed and healed as I continued cleaning it. Suddenly I heard a small noise, I looked back at the door and there stood Sam and Dean, red faced.

"Ahh … we can come back later if you want." Sam managed to say. Slightly behind him Dean stared - slack-jawed and dazed. I had to look away to keep them from seeing me smile.

"You planned this did you not Lover?" I whispered to her, stifling a laugh.

She smiled conspiratorially up at me, "Yes and no – I didn't know your timing would be so perfect My Love."

I looked back at them and noticed then that Dean had must have been too close when they staked the renegade. There was a fair amount of blood covering him. I told them, "I will be out momentarily. Sam go pour yourself a drink, Dean I think you need to use the shower in the bathroom down here first."

"Umm … now?" He asked me.

"Yes, I do not want blood all over my furniture. We can probably find something for you to change into. I will have one of my vampires clean that leather jacket off before it is ruined, we vampires are of necessity good at cleaning blood off of leather."

"Will you be okay Dean?" Sam asked his brother. Evidently he thought we planned on having our wicked way with his brother if he crossed the threshold of the bedroom.

"Yeah – I'll be fine." He answered, "I guess I could stand to clean up, but could you go out to the car and get my bag?"

"Sure." Sam answered him.

Sam walked out of view then as Dean started for the bathroom. Magan chose that moment to unselfconsciously get up and walk to the closet. He stopped and stared at her, before asking, "Are you doing all this for my benefit … to try and convince me to accept what Erik offered?"

Magan looked back over her shoulder at him, "Why … have you changed your mind?"

He appeared to consider her question, "It is an awful tempting offer…"

"But …" she asked him.

"I don't like the idea of getting bitten."

"It actually can be quite pleasurable – depending on who is doing the biting and how skilled they are." She informed him. "Erik is very skilled."

Dean looked over at me, "That's the only way?"

I answered him, "Yes, if you do not do it we will have to go back upstairs and find someone else – not that it will be very difficult, there are probably at least thirty people up there now who would be more than happy to take your place."

"You're kidding, aren't you? You'll just go pick out some other guy that easily?"

"Or girl or two - that is my usual meal."

My Love, too bad you can't hear how his mind is racing now. Having multiple women in bed seems to be a common fantasy with him.

"And Magan doesn't get jealous of you screwing other people?"

"Not when I include her. It was one of our first practical conversations – and her idea."

He looked back at Magan, "He's kidding, isn't he?"

She shook her head as I reminded him, "I told you, I never joke in matters concerning my mate."

I felt there was no point in pushing him too hard. I got up and pulled on my pants – then headed toward Magan over by the closet. "Think it over", I told him as I led Magan into the closet. Inside I picked out a new shirt while Magan slipped into a red silk robe. "Are you staying in the bedroom My Lover?"

"No, I'll go out and join you."

I heard the water running in the bathroom so I went out into the living area and walked to the fireplace to toss in a few more logs. I was starving, so I headed for the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of True Blood – which I placed in the microwave and turned on. Sam came back down the stairs carrying a battered duffel bag as I removed the bottle and started to drink it. He looked at me quizzically - then asked, "If you drink synthetic blood what do you want with my brother?"

"Synthetic will sustain us, but real blood is far superior in taste. I see no need to deny myself when there are so many willing donors."

"But Dean isn't a willing donor."

"I am not forcing him to do anything. He is the one considering it. I will only feed on him if he is willing." It would not be as fun otherwise I thought.

"In exchange for your not killing him while he screws your mate. By the way, how does Magan feel about the way you are treating her?"

I laughed at that, "There is a lot you do not know about her. This is as much or more her decision as it is mine. I believe she told you that I am not her first vampire."

He nodded, "Yeah."

"Before we were out of the coffin she had a sixteen year relationship with another vampire, one much older than me. She used to go hunting with him all the time. Guess what she did with him?"

"You're saying she used to help another vampire kill humans?"

"No, most of us do have not killed when we feed for a long time now – too difficult to get rid of all the body's. She helped him pick up other humans and fucked them with him; then he would feed and glamour them so that they would not remember."

"How, she can't be that old, you came out three years ago – add sixteen to that and she couldn't have gotten involved with him any earlier than nineteen years ago. She looks no older than twenty-five."

"That would be her story to tell if she wishes."

We went to the seating area and sat down opposite each other as Magan walked in. She picked up her ruined dress and informed me, "You owe me another dress."

Lazily I replied, "You know what stores I keep accounts at, go replace them whenever you want."

She saw the duffel lying on the floor, picked it up and headed back into the bedroom. "I can do that." Sam called after her.

And we heard, "I'm half-way there already." float back through the air.

I could get used to a shower like this. It was marble, with multiple showerheads pointed in every direction – and large enough to hold an orgy in. I looked down at my erection; I wish I hadn't thought of that.

Deanie boy, you have got to make a decision I told myself. On the one hand I really wanted her badly. I bet she is amazing in bed – and after seeing her laying there, stretched out nude on that huge bed I knew I wasn't going to be able to get the picture out of my mind for a very long time. On the other hand I don't know if I can handle getting bitten by a vampire. I mean I've lost blood before – just never this way. Of course if she is right about how it feels it's most likely worth it. And nothing can be worse than having spent time in Hell.

I finished washing up and opened the glass door. There, leaning against the sink, I found Magan dressed in a red silk robe holding my bag. "Imagine finding you here." I told her sarcastically. "Enjoying the show?"

"It was lovely, but a little music would have made it better." She said playfully and threw a large thick blood-red towel at me, "Use this to dry off." Her expression changed then into a serious one, "We need you to make a decision soon, one way or another Erik still needs to feed tonight."

"What would you do if I said yes?"

She smiled seductively at me, "Give you one of the most memorable experiences you've ever had."

"I do have a few questions first."

"Such as …"

"When will he bite me … Where will he bite me … Will he actually only drink a pint … Where will he be while we're doing the deed?"

"Those are good questions, Deanie boy. In answer: definitely not before, where do you want him to, yes, and somewhere in Fangtasia."

There is one more chapter left to write. Now if everyone could please, please, please use the review button to let me know what you think everything would be perfect.

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