Chapter 11 – Healing a broken heart

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.

Washington Irving(1783 - 1859)

When Eric woke he was alone in bed, only Sookie's scent remained. He fisted his hands in the now empty sheets and he felt wetness on his face, as he realized she had left him. He sobbed and then he saw a few drops of blood on the sheets. He realized he was crying. It was the same pain he had experienced through the bond the night he had left Sookie. He felt an empty void in his chest, it felt even worse than that night when he opened his eyes and found his mind was empty. The pain was excruciating, but hope remained, as his acute senses picked up the sound of a fluttering heart.

He made his way to the bathroom, which is where he found her, passed out in his bathtub. A garment was laid on the vanity chair; it was one of those garments Pam had bought for her. She had found her clothing and didn't seem to be upset about it. She looked peaceful and rested. Though he didn't want to interrupt her, he needed to know the answer his dark slumber had interrupted.

He held her chin between his thumb and his forefinger, "Sookie," he called softly. Her eyelids parted slowly, revealing her tired gaze. As soon as her eyes focused on Eric, she realized something was wrong.

"What happened?" She asked worriedly until she realized what the blood on his face meant. It was tears. "You are crying," she said, shocked.

"I woke and you were not there so I thought…" he couldn't say the words. "You fell asleep," he said, not wanting to assume she had chosen him.

"Oh gosh! I'm sorry. It must be really late," she said. Damn, she had all this figured it out and she fell asleep.

"I will call Bobby," Eric said, thinking she really didn't want to be here.

She held his hand in hers and shook her head. "Open the bond," she said. He didn't know how she knew he had closed their bond, but he did and what he felt was happiness and determination. "Let me take a quick shower and I'll be there in a second," she said. He wanted to shower with her, but he started to walk away.

"You could join me," she suggested. His member hardened automatically at the sound of that alluring, sexy voice she used with him. He was in the shower with her before she could blink. He turned the water on while his eyes were intent on her. The warm water sprayed their bodies and he found he had lost any patience or any self-control he had. He saw her with small drops of water running freely on her body, just as he wanted to be. He buried his hand in her wet hair and brought her closer to him to claim her lips.

He still didn't understand why she was the only woman who made him feel this way, but he was determined to satiate his curiosity with her. He hoped that would take a long time, because he didn't want this feeling to ever leave him.

Her body was pressed against his cool one and his lips were devouring hers in a wild, passionate kiss. It wasn't just lips brushing together, his fangs were biting, and his tongue was demanding. She moaned into his mouth and she wrapped her arms around him with his excitement was pressed against her belly.

She roamed his cool body with her small hands, as his lips kept claiming her in soul-searing kisses. She had trouble breathing and when he realized this, he left her lips and kissed her throbbing vein, licking her wet skin.

Sookie had a hard time trying to find coherent words to say to him. "Stop," she said between ragged breaths.

"I can't," he said. His eyes were closed, his lips kissing whatever skin he encountered. One arm had her securely in his arms, while the other hand held her head. "I don't want to stop. I want you. I want to bury myself inside of you," he said, rubbing himself against her, causing her to moan louder.

"I know. Trust me, I know, but I want to make this different, so just stop. We will make love. I promise," she said, as his tongue continued to lick her skin. Then she wondered why in the hell she was asking him to stop because she was rather enjoying this. He wanted whatever she wanted to do, so he stopped.

He opened his eyes and looked into hers to see that she was afraid. "I know what to do now. I won't hurt you," he promised. Her heart skipped a beat.

"You had sex?" She asked, angry, a million things running through her mind.

"No, I tried…I mean." Sookie glared at him and resumed an angry position, which was rather difficult with a naked and wet when Eric was standing there in all his glory in front of her, it was rather difficult, but she held her ground.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

He sighed and though it wasn't necessary, he found the gesture somewhat relaxing. "Pam was showing me how to feed and she explained that when we engaged in certain activities, it is less painful for the human, but it just didn't work," he said and looked down. Sookie was to say the least, very, very confused.

"I don't understand. What didn't work?" She asked and he looked away from her. He didn't want to really tell her because he found this somewhat degrading.

"Pam says I'm broken," he answered, which didn't clarify anything for the poor confused Sookie. "It only works with you," he said.

"Huh?" Even though they were both speaking English, she still didn't understand. He took her hand and brought it to his erection.

"This," he said, as he stroked himself with her hand. "It only works when I'm around you or think of you. It doesn't work when I'm with other women, it just doesn't," She couldn't stop herself from laughing and he growled at her, obviously hurt by her reaction. She got closer to him. "Then it is not broken," she said softly, pressing sweet kisses to his muscled chest, "it works perfectly fine," She stroked him a bit more. "Now tell me how it is that you know what to do if you haven't done it?" She asked.

"I saw it on TV," he said. Now she knew what he meant, she looked at him expectantly. "It will not be the same, trust me," she winked at him. "Help me," she ordered and gave him the soap.

He lathered his hands with the soap and began exploring her body thoroughly, enjoying the sounds she made as he rubbed her soft skin. He lost track of time, as he massaged her breasts softly and he felt her hard nipples on his calloused hands. She kept smiling at him, as his growls and groans filled the bathroom, along with her moans. It was just downright beautiful seeing him enjoy and experience her body as if he had never possessed her.

She lathered up her hands and as he enjoyed her body she held his massive erection in her hands. He growled at her playfully which only caused her to giggle, he smiled at her. Then she did what she had been dying to do, she grabbed his award-winning butt and squeezed playfully. He did the same to hers, but he was a bit rough with her and she slapped his hands away playfully, mimicking his growls. He loved the sounds she made. She spent just as much time as he had cleaning her. Both were caressing each other's bodies and kissing, but neither wanted to stop. Sookie turned off the water and they helped to dry each other off.

"Close your eyes and you wait here," she ordered him as she pushed him to lie on their bed.

"Where are you going?" He asked, worried all of the sudden.

"I was trying to surprise you, but I fell asleep in the tub. Now pretend you are asleep and I will be right back. I promise." He agreed unwillingly and though he couldn't see what she was doing, he heard her. She was moving from one side of the room to another, then he heard some shuffling and then a sweet aroma filled his senses.

"Don't open your eyes," she commanded. He was lying on the bed when he felt the mattress shift and then he felt warm lips around him. He groaned and his eyes fluttered open, but he was not prepared for the scene that was before him.

Sookie straddled his face and just inches away from him was her bare sex, at his mercy. He licked his lips and started touching her softly, as she had shown him only to find she was wet and ready for him. He brought her hips closer to him and started licking her core softly. Another growl escaped his lips and his cool tongue licked her sex again when he felt her mouth vibrate against him.

He licked her softly and experimentally as she ate him. "You taste so sweet," he said in a strained voice. "You are soft," he added after another few licks. Sookie began moving her hips against him, wanting more from him. He entered her core with his finger and stared mesmerized as his digit got lost in her heat. He gave her a few licks on her nub, which he found made her buck more against him, so he must be doing a good job. He added another finger and sucked lightly on her nub. She let go of him to scream his name. He only felt happiness and pleasure from her through the bond, so he knew he had done something right.

"More," she said, panting. He held her still and stroked her faster, his tongue mimicking the action of his fingers and then he felt intense moisture and her walls tightening around him. She screamed his name again and fell on top of him.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm just trying to catch my breath," she said. She tried to get away from him, but he held her in place and gave her a few more licks before he let her go. She leered above him and kissed him sweetly to let him know she liked very much what he had done.

"Was that okay? Did you like it?" He asked.

"Oh, I more than liked it," she assured him. She planted a few kisses on his chest and returned to stare at him. "Just let go," she said. His body relaxed, he hadn't even noticed how tense he was, sensing he was about to get what he wanted. She took his hard member and rubbed it softly against her entrance and then he pushed himself inside of her.

"OHMYGOD!" she moaned, not that she was hurt, it just took her by surprise, how hard he was. She had missed him and he groaned as he felt her heat around him. She began moving her hips and he was lost again to the sensation of being inside of her. It took all his strength not to start pounding into her as he wanted to, but he knew he would end up hurting her, so he refrained. He let her take control of the situation.

She was staring at him with those beautiful blue eyes. She smiled at him and then he realized, that was the same image that had been imprinted in his mind. She looked beautiful and had an angelic glow on her, as she kept moving her body to pleasure him.

"Sookie," he said and his hands cupped her face to hold her still to kiss her. Now he understood why he had married her; he couldn't fathom life without her. Her face was something he wanted to look at for the rest of his life. He kissed her sweetly, not urgently or in a lusty way, it was a very affectionate kiss. She kissed him back and began moving her hips slowly.

She left his lips and moved so that her breasts were just inches from his lips. He licked her nipples and played softly with them. He found, she enjoyed that, as she moved harder against him, moaning louder. She was right; it was different than seeing it on TV. Eric held her hips and he started moving faster and harder, experimenting with how much she could take. He rolled them over softly and she kept on smiling at him.

He was knelt on the bed, when he pulled out and then he entered her again. He was in awe as she consumed him. He had thought he would be too big for her, but they fitted perfectly. He started moving faster and faster, her legs wrapped around him and he leaned down to kiss her lips again.

"I love you, Eric," she said, crying. Eric licked her tears away and he found he too was crying. "I want to drink from you," she said shyly. He growled and exposed his neck to her. She sank her blunt teeth into his neck and he did the same on her neck. The blood exchange healed their heartache and brought them closer to their first orgasm. Sookie took his hand and guided it to her nub. When he started massaging her, he started feeling even more pleasure as she tightened around him. He growled louder and Sookie screamed his name over and over.

"More," she pleaded with him. He was afraid of hurting her, but she kept holding his hips and he moved faster inside of her until he felt her walls tightened even harder. He exploded inside of her and it was the most beautiful feeling ever. They were a mess because of their tears.

"I've never felt anything so beautiful, so right, so perfect," he said and kissed her softly while still buried inside of her.

"I have. Every time I have been with you," she said and held him against her. His head was resting against her chest. He was inhaling her scent and licking her skin.

"I want to do this every night," he said.

"It is called making love, Eric. The feeling you told me about. The feeling in your chest and your stomach that is called love Eric," she told him. "Do you feel it now?" She asked. He nodded, the feeling was much stronger and now he understood, it made sense.

"I'm in love with you," he said. "I never want to be apart from you again. I want us to be together…forever," he added. He rolled them over and she lay in his arms. There was that forever part again, but this time she didn't care what it meant as long as they were together.

"I love you too Eric, and I want to be with you, always. My heart is yours and will always be, but you have to cherish it, as I cherish yours. I want this to work out. I will be your wife if you will be my husband," she said.

"Yes, I want to be your husband, Lover," he said and she gasped at the word.

A\N: The game is not over yet... xoxo...I love reading all your reviews. Thanks to everyone who has set up the alerts or who has added this story to your favorites.