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"My, my...aren't we blood thirsty? Are you sure you don't want to become a vampire? You would be magnificent...you have the right temperament." Eric's lips pulled at the corners, to form a sly smile I'm sure, but it snapped back as he continued, "But has my lover forgotten about our special visitor, tomorrow evening?" His fingers were combing and twirling thru my hair. "Of course not. How could I...with the fancy purple envelope?" I sighed. "Shiny, too." Eric said, joining in my mocking the King and his stupid envelopes. I chuckled. Eric was trying to soothe me. I loved him for many so reasons, this being one. I started to raise my head from his lap, when his face appeared. "Whoa!" I was startled. "Does my face offend thee?" He knew that was absurd. "No. Most definitely not. You caught me by surprise, is all...and the way you can move, kind of reminds me of Medusa and her snake necks..." I was spinning. "Snake neck? Would you like to see a snake?" Eric's member was making himself known, as it's owner was gazing upon me like...like, I was me and he was he. Smell good fairy hybrid. Vampire. I wasn't scared, no worries. Quite the opposite, in fact.

I went to kiss him, when he so rudely interrupted me. "Lover, we must solidify our bond. Let's retire to bed." He went to engulf me into his arms, but hesitated at my reluctance. "Is there something wrong?" He was concerned, but I sent relief his way. I sensed he eased up a bit. "Well?" He asked, when I still hadn't answered. He doesn't seem to like to repeat himself. "Eric, I don't mind you feeding from me. In fact, it turns me on because you make me feel special, in every way...when you want to. Ps. That night, at Fangtasia, you hurt me. And I know you did so purposefully" I said it, I meant it. "Sookie, you were acting like a hypocrite," his fangs slid down, so he hissed a little, "You participated in planning the deaths, of any and all who posed a threat to us, and still you were disgusted. Did you think there was going to no bloodshed?" His eyes were fierce and slitted, but what radiated thru the bond was love, yearning, forgiveness. When ya put it like that. Gosh, I was awfully hypocritical. "Sorry, but..." was all that would come out. I had to forgive, and accept what he is and how much he trying with me. That doesn't mean that I enjoy the bloodlust or wars, torture, etc. Finally, I manned up, "Husband, I'm sorry that your baser instinct is what it is...and I'm uncomfortable with the battling and bloodshed, but I'm awfully glad that it went down the way it did, and we can spend another da-...evening together." I said my apology and sent a little love to go with it. He grinned at me while shaking his head, "Thank you for the- ah- how do you say, back-handed apology." He winked and sent me some love of his own. I Want Him! Focus. On. Issue.

FOCUS. "So, what do you mean we have to solidify our bond? I sent you a vibe, you received it. Done and done." I sounded pleased as punch. "Yes, because we had been blood bonded, our bloods know each other, but with every bond, it becomes that much stronger after the initial bond has been made . We have exchanged blood once already, restoring the bond...that you so foolishly broke." He said, with his jaw clenched. He softened up, looking at me with those icy blues, and whispered, "I planned on this evening and then tomorrow, before going to Fangtasia. You will feed from me tomorrow. We have no idea what Felipe has in store, so you need to be your strongest; my blood is the only answer. Unless, my love, knows another solution?" Making sure it be known that he wasn't ordering, and furthermore, asked if I knew of another way- so admirable. He's trying. But whenever he spoke like that, to make sure I noted his "nice-eities", his voice oozed right out of his mouth...and into my panties. He could tell me the weather, read me a phone book, or relay to me there was tragedy, and I do believe the first reaction would be in my panties. Not my fault. Him and his damn sexy voice, body...need him, want him.

Eric's eyes were blazing into me. I could see they were genuine and soft, when he leaned down and whispered, "What would you like to do, wife?" YOU! He knew. He slithered his arms around me, listening to my heartbeat...it's pulse, lightly tapping the beat with his fingers, on my chest. "Sookie, I can feel your yes, but I need, how did you put it...a 'definite answer' before we are to do anything." His hands were on the sides of my jaw, tracing the boneline, as he waited for my response. "Please take me upstairs, lover. I want you." As he was taking us upstairs and into the bedroom, I was panting at him...pawing at him, until he placed me down on the floor, he could tell I was feeling playful. Actually, I felt like a domesticated cat, and I'm calling for the alpha of a lion's nest. And that's exactly what Eric resembles now- a lion, eying up his prey. He's in a half crouched position, toying with me...CLICK. I have to put an end to this. "Are we going to do this, or what? If you take any longer, I may just lose my nerve," I was stern. "I don't think that possible, my lover. You are without a doubt, the most unusual human...or human hybrid, I have ever had the pleasure to come to know. You? Lose your nerve?" He was grinning ear to ear as he scoffed. "Sookie, do you think that I would bond with just anyone?" He spat the 'anyone' part out. He didn't pause for an answer. Guess he wasn't looking for one. "Of course not. I did not become a thousand year old vampire by bonding to...anyone, period. Especially the ones that I would allow to feed and or fuck me. For me, my entire existence has been based around this one mantra: No bonds. Only children" I could feel the bond telling me that he was very disgusted and annoyed at having to explain his feelings...or attempt to try and decipher what his feelings are, in general. "You are only the third person that I deemed worthy, of giving myself to." He was glowing. I could feel the bond...all of it was truth. WOW. That was a lot to digest. I hadn't realized. I thought Eric was giving his blood to anything that would spread their legs for him. Not bonding, so much as giving them a pull here or there, ya know, for the sexual experience. I was only the Third person..ever. In a thousand years. WOW!

Eric could feel me, or my emotions, I should say. I felt honored and proud...and shocked. Guess I should've mentioned shocked first.

His facial expression didn't match the vibe I was getting thru the bond. He wasn't grimacing, but I was getting these twinges of pain, which I have to assume are coming from him. Of course his face didn't betray him, he was amazing at staying as stoic as a statue. Probably because that's what vampires look like when they're "recharging" sort of speak. I noted the feeling I received, tucking it away for another time. Right now, I needed my fix.

"I do believe that this is where all the magic happens," I said as I nodded to the bed. Suddenly, I lunged towards him, completely catching him off guard. I liked that.

"Well, well, my little lioness," he hissed the Ss for me, knowing that it turned me on. Only in bedroom talk.

I felt a twinge, again. Pain.

Trying not to alarm the "whistles" (aka bond) that I'd felt anything, I plaster the best poker face grin I got. "Suck it up. No emotions," I thought to myself. "Is everything well?" He asked as he maneuvered himself to have his back flush against the wall, then he gently placed me in his lap, facing him. "Fine, now," I whispered into his neck, finally reaching his ear, breathing on his lower lobe.

CLICK "Finally," I gasped. I wanted this, well some form of this, all day. Am I becoming a sex addict? Eric was raising his brow as he spoke, "There is a saying, as I have recently discovered: All good things come to those who wait." Now, he was laughing. That was a sight to behold. My 6'4" vampire Viking laughing out loud...I don't think there is better sound in the world to me, right now. "You've recently discovered, huh?" I coyly replied. "Have I not waited for you, patiently...as patient as a vampire can be, since the first time I laid eyes upon you?" His face was wearing the sliest smile, while his fingertips were lightly sliding up and down my sides, sending shivers to my flesh...and core. "Patiently my ass. You sexually harassed me every time I saw you," I knew he would appreciate my acknowledging his scandalous ways. Instead, he was in another world. When he came through, he was more focused on the task at hand.

"Lover, we are only going to take drops from each other this evening. I don't want you to overcook." He winked. I nodded back and then resumed by laying my head on his shoulder, allowing him access to my neck. CLICK. Eric gently broke my skin by only using one fang- he didn't administer both fangs...or any fangs for that matter. He did it like I have to, pulling the blood into his mouth from my neck. "How sweet," I thought. No more than two seconds later, he was pricking his finger and putting the "ointment", as I call it, on the little spot where he broke my skin.

This blood exchange would not be as sexual as previous. It was probably more like something we have to take care of...a job or duty. I didn't like it, but I guess I understood...that's one thing I did become- more understanding. Before I could start thinking anymore, Eric placed his finger in my mouth, gently parting my lips, giving way to his bleeding finger. A few drops splashed against my tongue, and before I could start sucking on his enormous finger, he quickly withdrew it from my mouth. Hmph!

"What's going on here, Eric?" You're not being the way...the way...you have been, recently. You're treating this whole blood bonding thing like it's a chore now...and it was your great idea!" What's the deal?" I could feel the rage brimming over, inside me. He didn't say a word. Sat in silence. I figured now is better a time than ever to ask about the twangs of pain that I felt earlier. "If you're not going to answer me about that, maybe you can shed some light as to why I was feeling pain earlier. It was coming from you," I said, feeling so exasperated. More silence. "That's not a good question, either. Huh. Well, how about this question, can you answer this? Why are we doing the blood bond again? If you can feel me and I can feel you, what's the point?" I snapped at him. Still nothing...not a word. The statue is, still and completely silent. "Fine. If you don't want or feel the need to talk to me, get out of my bedroom!" I yelled at him.

That wasn't like me. This, isn't like me. He still didn't move, not one iota. After a second to compose myself, I thought about it, then I asked, "Am I feeling your pain? Are you adding to my sadness, worries...heck to every emotion I have?" I was about to go batshit, then he finally responds, "Sookie. I have not lied to you...but I have not been completely honest with you either" I felt the twinge again...but there was more to it; anxiety, sadness, emptiness ebbed thru me, which led me to gasp out loud, "Great!"

Last chapter, I couldn't end it...just seemed like it wanted to go on forever. Hope this is ok :) Thanks again, bunches and bunches :)