"My love, I am going to give you this one time, to rescind your offer to bond again. Think, and think carefully because we will not only be blood bonded, but we will also become one." He drew out the last few words, making sure I understood what I was getting myself into. It echoed in my head, "...BEE-COOME ONE." After declaring his one time offer, Eric didn't speak, move or blink- he laid (no pun intended) dead beneath me. I enjoyed seeing all these "news" in my lover, and it was most definitely delightful that little ol' me was the cause. I leaned in and planted a kiss on his full lips; he eyes changed from flitty, to wide and then to my Eric's. He still didn't move, but his eyes betrayed him. Their betrayal forced him to speak, "Tease me, my Fae- if you dare, but know that it will make me want to do terrible, devious things to you." His voice was TRUTH...and SEX.
I went to push off him, not because he frightened me, but only to check and see if I had any frozen peas- hopefully it would be one "those" nights. Before I could take my hands from his marvelous chest, Eric pulled me back into him, guiding my head onto the nape of his neck, placing his head on top of mine. One arm held me to tightly him, clinging to hip bone, while the other hand was assaulting my head, hair and neck with cool tingling caresses.
"Eric, I told you the reason I broke-"
I was suddenly beneath him and didn't even realize the transition. Vamp speed! He was leering down at me, but his eyes were sincere. I wasn't technically pinned down, I could move all limbs freely, so I went to touch his chest- he hissed, then immediately turned his head to the side. Even though by most, if not all, of societies standards, my fiance was a monster, and all should be terrified. For some strange reason, I wasn't...all the time. If I were normal, I would've been in the fetal position praying the Lord's prayer and instead, I attempted to touch the beautiful monster that just hissed at me. But I can see that he's at odds with himself.
"Sookie, please stop," he pleaded, not only to me, but to himself as well. He eased himself onto the floor, so he could be right beside my face, while I remained laying on the couch. He looked at my face, staring and studying all my facial features, tracing every freckle, my lips with his index finger, and took a fistful of my hair with the other hand, and buried his face into it. Rumbling began. Suddenly, he snapped from his daze and spoke softly, "Stop loving me. I do not deserve the love you bestow upon me...especially from someone such as you." He regretted saying the words out loud, afraid I might heed them. "Well, I seem to disagree , mister," was all I could say, very upset.
"Sookie, I failed you." Eric's head hung low. I feared he was going to shut down again, so I said, "I love you, Eric. You've never failed me when it counted. What's the big deal that you were preoccupied when you're maker and sibling dropped by, unannounced?" No quicker I got the words out, he was up and pacing back and forth, until he settled into the chair right beside me seconds later.
"That's the problem, all in of itself," Eric stated, so matter of factly. "I am Eric Northman, thousand year old vampire. I do not get distracted. But you, my fairy princess have done nothing but distract me. That is not an excuse. Merely a statement of factual magnitudes. Pam and I quarreling over you, how to deal with Oklahoma...Appius and Alexi were emotionally draining, I didn't want you to feel me, so that is why I stayed away." He paused there, which gave me a chance to try and touch him, again. This time, he didn't move. I could feel him ease under my touch. I moved my arm to wrap it around his neck, but he snatched it and put his extra large hands around it, cupping it into his hands, while caressing it with his thumbs. "I want to do things like this for you. I have never been gentle, Sookie, until you...and only you. I want to treat you like a fine piece of China, while at the same time, crush you like a bug if I were to let go and show you my full strength. I will show you my softer side always, if you allowed," his voice trailed. I kissed his cheek. He stood and said, "I have given you enough time to think. What is your final say to the bond?" He all but choked the words out. I could hear the struggle from the voice changes, unnoticeable to anyone (human) else, but it was like a megaphone in my ear because I knew him all too well. He sat, staring at me. It looked as if he was getting ready to pounce, but his eyes were soft. He looked like he was getting ready for someone to waltz in here and snatch me up, and lock me away in a collector's case.
"Eric," I was looking straight into his eyes. He didn't flinch, but stared right back at me, so I continued, "For me to agree to go through with the bond, I was thinking, since...I am giving you all of me. My blood, my body but most importantly, my heart. The only thing that I ask for, is that you are not to feed on or have sex with anyone else." I let it sink in. I gave him time to think. Eric was grinning the entire time, then shamefully admitted in a very low voice, "My dearest, since tasting and making love to you, all other women, girls are repulsive. When you were with that tiger, of course I had to do whatever I could to try and get you out of my system. I am vampire. I do not feel compassion nor any other human feelings...until you. You have entranced me, woman- it's simultaneously electrifying and insufferable." His voice was uneasy, but he also seemed to be relieved at his tiny confession about his feelings.
Whenever Eric gives the tiniest bit of his true feelings, I can't help but shower him with my love and kisses. So I slowly slithered myself onto his lap. We are face to face when I ask, "Lover, I like definite answers. Is that a yes or no to my offer?" I asked coyly. Rumbles began to fill his hollow chest, he suppressed them and simply hissed thru his teeth, "YES." He did not like relinquishing any type of power, and for him to give into me so quickly, to surrender to my way, was incomprehensible. I had all these things I wanted to say to him, but without realizing it, I gasped, "Oh."
"OH?" He sounded mighty peeved. "Is that the response I deserve? I tell you things...if you were anyone else, I would have ripped you into pieces. I think not. Not in that manner. I want that insignificant syllable never to cross your lips again." He paused for a second, then continued, "The only time I will allow it, is when we are making love or having primal sex, and my name follows." He gnarled.
I was wet.
Eric could smell, the change, or the effect that his openness had on me. He flitted over and gently cradled me into his arms. As I was nodding to where I wanted him to go, he was already headed up the stairs, opened the bedroom door and placed me on the bed as if I were a bouquet of flowers.
"My love, are you ready to be bonded? Become one?" His fangs clicked as he was eye humping me, anticipation, I guess.
Gosh. I never did get a chance to check for peas. Too late now.
"As ready as you are, my big bad vampire," I said in the sexiest voice I could muster up. "Where do I begin?" He asked as he was climbing into the bed, coming straight at me. His fangs were glorious, I will admit that. The older they are, the more spectacular they become. I guess, it's like the vampire version of human wisdom teeth. His face was above mine, then it disappeared into my hair and neck. As he was smelling and grazing my skin with his teeth, I was all "hands on deck" with him. I groped and caressed every part of his body that I could reach at that moment. He enjoyed this. His chest began to make one of my favorite noises; the chest rumblings. I moaned in anticipation. He enjoyed that, as well. He knew what he did to me, what he was doing to me. Driving me insane with the lust I have for him. Finally, he whispered into my ear, "Do I brand you, my beauty? Let all the vampire and human world know that you are mine." He was more or less reminding me that I was going to be his, and only his.
"The scary man can't decide on a place to bite? Bite here." I pointed to my neck, and continued. "Bite here," pointing to my breast. "For the finale, bite here," pointing to my groin. He was looking at me with such amazement, almost bewilderment. "You are a wicked one, aren't you?" He gasped as he bit into my neck. He was so very gentle. I couldn't even tell that he had bitten me. Next, he went to my breast. I know that he can only take a certain amount without me passing out and whatnot, but I trusted him and I know that he had already figured out how much to take and just divided it by 3. I groaned the instant he arrived near my groin. He was rubbing my stomach and breasts with a hand and the other was holding my leg still so he could feel my pulse, making sure he didn't over do it. When he was done feeding from me, he didn't close the marks up; he didn't have to. I would be drinking his blood, and that would heal them pronto.
My turn.
Eric was licking the blood that was still trickling out from his puncture marks, started backwards this time- groin, up. As he approached my neck, he pricked his tongue on his fang and starting kissing me. His blood was oozing from his tongue into my mouth as we kissed, and I could feel the effects immediately. The marks had disappeared, Eric stopped kissing me long enough to lick the rest my blood up, before it got all dry and crusty. I didn't mind because I was starting to feel his emotions fall onto me; lust, sex, blood...and love was in there as well. We bring out what is best in us: Eric brings out my strength, bravery and independence. I bring out the emotions that Eric has spent centuries upon centuries trying to connect with, but just couldn't until he found me. I don't think anyone, anyone would want to go through eternity alone. I know that Eric has two children, but he never mentions one and he allows Pam to come and go as she pleases. He could go decades without seeing them, and literally has. If he didn't need help with the bar, Pam would probably be wherever she was before.
He could feel me thinking, wondering off to another place...he didn't like that. He took me in his arms, sitting me facing him, straddling his lap. He didn't place me on his cock, as I thought and wished he was going to do. Instead, he took his arms and cradled my head and neck, so that my face was nuzzled into his neck. I took a big ol' whiff, I loved his masculine smell. As I inhaled deeply, he startled me by saying, "Now, bite me. Bite my neck." I would have normally said something that rang with disgust, but I wasn't disgusted at all. I could feel this was not only sexual, but part of the bond. Eric looked at me, his gaze was full of astonishment. He felt that I wasn't grossed out by the fact that I was drinking his blood...especially after his request for me to bite him, and that I didn't even flinch a wave of emotion his way. He was in awe.
I felt the surge of electricity that ran through his body, I then bit at his neck. Thankfully, my teeth are sharper than I thought because I got blood on the first bite. Eric hissed in ecstasy. I knew the feeling that was filling his entire body, I had had it before, and was going to again, soon I hoped. As I was pulling on his neck with my mouth, he picked me up and finally sat me down on his cock. I lifted my head away from his neck, and let out a groan that didn't even sound like it came from me. We were flooding each other with our emotions, like a tornado of feelings, fighting, crashing into each other, one over powering the other then vice versa. Our bodies become like our bond: one. We were tangling limbs, hands, hair from rolling and moving the way we were. He was always amazing as a lover, but I knew I was good as well. A thousand year old vampire doesn't go crazy after just any ol'...gal.
I had lost count of how many orgasms I had...or even Eric's, for that matter. I was lucky I still remembered my name, after a sex-capade like that, another all nighter. I know I was sore as heck, and I still ached for more. Is that possible? Eric was purring like a motor boat, holding me snug against him, stoking my body with his long digits. Dawn was coming soon, and he had to leave me for the day. Rest, much needed rest. He didn't need rest for sex, he was raring to go right after coming, but me being human and all, needed the time to let the soreness go away.
Before he had "to die" for the day, there was something I needed to make clear to him, so I said, "Eric, there was another stipulation to the agreement, but I couldn't tell you until after we were bonded. And seeing that we are now, my other request is this: You are to never lie to me. You saw what lying did to me and Bill, remember?" He grunted, he didn't like to hear Bill's name, and was even less pleased to hear it come from my lips. "Ok, then. You understand that you are to tell me the truth about anything involving us, or you. If danger is right around the corner, for either of us, that includes Pam- you must tell me." I was radiating how I was feeling, and I let it ride into him thru our bond. His head jerked back, taking in my emotional roller coaster; love, honesty, trust, jealousy, lust, sex, etc.
After soaking it all in, he sat still for a moment. I allowed him his silence because I didn't feel any anger in his emotions, but what I did feel, was peace. I wasn't going to question him on that, I wanted to let him finally enjoy it. He must have noticed or felt my shift when I added love on top of his peace, and at that moment he climbed on me, letting me feel his entire body as he made his way to my face and spoke softly, "You will know me, as I have known you and are now rediscovering you. My Fae, we have bonded. We have become one."
BECOME ONE, BECOME ONE, BECOME ONE...
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