Chapter 13

He's Learning

Once he felt Pam had had her fill he rolled her off his lap and down his legs onto the floor. She laid on her belly for a few minutes panting with satisfaction. Finally she lifted her head with a lazy grin.

"Thank you, my Sire. Your mercy knows no bounds." her words were a double edged sword. Both grateful and spiteful at the same time.

Eric noticed for the first time how pale his child looked. "I brought a case of True Bloods. They are in your fridge. I know you have followed my instructions to refrain from feeding. You must be famished. I should not have been so harsh on you."

"Oh my! Has the Mighty Viking gone so soft in his old age?"

"Hardly." He casually stroked the semi-boner that had stared to grow between his thighs. "Seeing my handy work all over you rear has excited me indeed. I would call me anything but soft."

Again…one word…on my knees…bitch in heat.

Pam sauntered towards Eric on all fours. The reflection of her thighs and glistening pussy lips were a site. Eric groaned as she nuzzled the hard dick still confined in his jeans.

She knows I will not do this. I have not been able to share my bed with anyone save Sookie for months now. And yet…Great Odin above she has not touched me like that for years!

With great effort he gently lifted her face away from his erection and stared into her lovely eyes.

"My child…you know I cannot."

Pam smiled warmly at him and nodded.

"Good boy. You ARE learning!" she winked at him.

Harpy-Bitch! She was testing me! I suppose I did deserve it, though.

He softly kissed her and she parted her lips to give his tongue access to her watering mouth. He flicked it across her protruding fangs allowing them to penetrate him so as to give her a small taste. That sent her blood lust into overdrive and she sucked on his tongue until the cut closed. She pulled back after giving him one last peck on the cheek then made her way to the closet.

"You have someone to feed from tonight?" he knew she would turn her nose up to the bottled shit. But he couldn't blame her.

"Oh I'm sure someone in my little black book will be free tonight." she peeked around the open closet door and gave him a fanged grin before returning to her quest for the most appropriate 'fuck-me-right-here-and-now-outfit'. "Perhaps I will phone Amelia. She must be in need of some cheering up!"

Eric cleared his throat. "Actually Sookie's witch has left town. I must have forgotten to mention that before."

"What!" Pam slammed her closet door shut and walked back over to stand in front of Eric. She was now wearing a black satin thong and bustier.

"Pam, I'm sure you will have no problems finding a playmate for the night. I can even arrange for one if you w…"

"Eric! I'm not concerned for myself. I am worried for Sookie. She should not be alone right now." Pam looked through Eric contemplating something he had said to her earlier. "Those things that she accused you of. Abandonment, betrayal, torture, rape…Eric she was taking all that hate and pain out on you…even though you've never done one of those things to her!"

"Yes, I know." he was glad to hear her confirm his theory.

"Abandoned by Niall and now Amelia. Raped by Bill. Betrayed by her Brother and countless others. Tortured by Lochlan and Neave." Pam shook her head at the staggering list of tribulations Sookie had now endured.

And yet through it all he has stood by her, protected her and allowed her to blame him for her woes. What a heartsick fool. Surely he will recognize it soon.

"That is why I needed to understand this bond more clearly. I did not know what was best for her. She's so…fragile…so breakable." Eric looked hopelessly at her.

"You must go straight there and get her to take your blood, Eric. Connecting to you and your strength is the best remedy for what she is going through right now."

"She will not agree to that. Though I can feel a crack in the wall she has built between us I know that she cannot handle being forced into rebuilding our bond."

"No Eric. Now is not the time for gently coercion. Her subconscious knows what she needs and that is why she asked you for it all those weeks ago. Once she has ingested some, the bond will flow freely again and you will be able to comfort her."

"Pam! When she felt even a small portion of my emotions I could feel the pain it caused her. It was as if…as if I was raping her with them!"

"But that was without your blood. Think of it as the lubrication to opening the bond. She will feel the relief immediately. You have seen what human narcotics can do to junkies. The need for a hit is overwhelming. Even when they wish to quit…what is that phrase…cold turkey…they still have a physical draw to the drug." Eric looked at her with reservation. "Eric, she needs you. You swore."

Whether he was ready to confront his feelings towards Sookie or not, Pam needed to light a fire under him to make him get up off his ass and take action.

"Eric Northman! You came here to ask my advice on your Blood Bond at great expense to my emotional state. I will not allow you to make a mockery of the offering I have given you this night. You made an oath to not let her down. Already you've broken one promise…don't break yet another!"

Eric had never witnessed this side of Pam. It did not anger or antagonize him. Actually it was rather arousing to hear such power in her voice. He beamed at her with pride very sure that she had inherited this new characteristic directly from him. After reverently regarding her for a few more moments he lifted up off the bed and hugged her to him.

"You astound me, my lovely child."

"Alright. Alright. Enough! I can only handle so much of this mushy shit!"

Eric laughed heartily and released her.

"I will go and I will do as you have instructed, Mistress." he bowed to her still grinning like a loon.

"Get the fuck outta here before use that tazer gun on your nut sack!"

"Another time, perhaps?" Eric was out the door before she could swat at him.