All characters belong to Charlaine Harris of course.

Maybe, this chapter won't have a sequel if I don't find another beta reader since Mariaterese can't do it anymore...and my english level, is what it is.

Chapter 3

"I don't want you to be drunk, lover."

"Sorry, I want to enjoy every moment, but it's true that I'm not as relaxed as yesterday."

"Come, kiss me," he said, smiling with indulgence. She did, and he could feel her relax, letting the magic of his lips work.

He managed to take her in his arms, taking her by the shoulders and behind the knees while continuing to nuzzle and kiss her lightly. He dropped her softly on the bed.

"Before going further, you must learn more about vampires. Mainly about the way we feed."

After a few moments, she gasped. Her eyes brightened in understanding: "Oh, you want to feed on me, is that it? I'm stupid, what was I thinking?!" She exclaimed, bumping her forehead with her palm.

"I don't want to frighten you. If you wish; I won't bite you at all."

"But for you it must be like a compulsion, right? And if you don't feed on me, will you go to another woman? I don't have any right, I don't even know if I will please you, but I don't want you to go to another woman," she declared anxiously.

Eric chuckled, "I've opened Pandora's Box! All I wanted was to make you feel at ease but it just made you more worried!" He lay beside her and stroked her body on the side. "As I'm very old, I can live without feeding every night. But it's true that I'm longing for your blood. With a scent like that I can only imagine how sweet you must taste!"

After a moment, he added in a suggestive tone: "And don't worry, you'll have much more pleasure with the bite, just let me know, "She locked her eyes to his, mesmerized by this speech.

"Consider me your own very personal sex toy – trust your instincts," he finished, lying down on the bed, offering his body to whatever fantasy she might want to fulfil.

When was the last time he left someone in charge? He had only cared about his own satisfaction, and how to achieve, it in ten centuries. Even though he had always been a most generous partner with women, he was only looking for dominance. Not anymore. Because of her. Thanks to her. Now he understood why he kept thinking of Wanda;the only woman he'd ever considered his equal. Always by his side, through their kids' tricks, to the hunt. Once they became grown ups, their relationship never turned to more than affection, and they knew each other's places well. She was just the daughter of a high-cost slave, the healer of his village, a status leaving her with a relative freedom among his people. Eric was the second son of the village chief, designated to wed for patrimonial purpose. She had chosen him to be her first lover as she would have asked him for a favour. He had considered it an honour. She knew well enough that soon she wouldn't have any choice in the matter. She was a true companion. The one he had wanted to replace when he chose Pam to be his child.

He came back to reality. Sookie's exploration had begun and she was doing quite well, arousing him more and more. She was revelling in the exquisite ripples created on his muscled body, discovered by her fingers. She began to lick his neck and chest, stroking his "manhood", deliciously. As his mouth sucked one nipple he encouraged her: "bite me, please." It was only foreplay and he was in an ecstatic state. Northman, get a grip, you're the experienced one here!

He decided to reciprocate because he was aching to turn her on and bring her the same sensations and more. And he did this until she was covered by sweat, her body smelling of her perfume and her arousal. He tasted nearly every inch of her and was on the verge of being as overwhelmed as she was, moaning, gasping, trembling, and nearly suffocating.

He couldn't believe his eyes when he saw her bite into one of her own fingers, making it bleed and presenting it at his mouth. Was she for real? Nobody had ever done something like that willingly for him before. He sucked her finger with rapture, enjoying every precious drop of blood as she straddled him and took back the initiative.

He was more than ready, and Sookie was aware of it. She slid his cock between her folds without letting him enter, her wetness spreading on his lower abdomen.

Eric flipped Sookie onto her back, his mouth on one nipple and fingers penetrating her core while his thumb brushed her clit. Her moaning was endearing and he knew she was in need of him even before she did.

Sookie was aching as he decided to take his plan to the next level. He took a sharp scalpel from the nightstand and cut thin lines on his penis and added blood from his hand to cover his member so quickly that Sookie couldn't see it. He positioned himself at her entrance and slowly pushed into her. She moved so eagerly that he didn't even notice when her hymen tore, and thanks to Eric's blood, neither did she. Their moans, grunts, and Sookie's laboured breathing filled the room as Eric turned them over and let her set the pace. This way he could touch and suck at her breasts again, and he didn't deprive himself of it.

Suddenly it wasn't slow anymore. They both thrust faster and faster, to the point of no return. Sookie was smiling and crying at the same time as if she was lost in a whole other realm, even though she was staring right at him. He knew her mind was disconnected from her body and was floating somewhere above them just as his was. Powerful waves of pleasure swept them away as they both climaxed, leaving them feeling as if they had no substance of their own.

How was it possible? After all he had been through he had never experienced such bliss. It didn't seem like anything he had ever known. How to describe it? Paradise, Valhalla, pure bliss, who knows? Who cares? He clung to the woman who could give him such "thing", his lover, his... He embraced her, putting her back on his chest in a foetal position to cuddle as long as possible, both shaking.

Sookie caught her breath and whispered: "I couldn't imagine it would be this intense, Eric, thank you."

"Me neither, lover, me neither," was all he managed to answer. He was boggled by this experiment and unsure of his mastery.

He reached for the duvet with his hand to cover them up. Sookie was half asleep, still trembling with aftershocks, so he went into downtime, happy to stay by her side and to feel her. She needed to rest and the night was not over yet...

After a good nap, her stomach growled before she moved. He kissed her lightly on her neck and shoulders as she was stretching.

"You're hungry?"

"Yes, I am it seems, but I'm completely exhausted, I don't think I'll be able to go out to eat."

"Come. I have outfitted my "bachelor pad" for your needs."

"That's so sweet of you, Eric."

"Yes, it's only to see you naked as much as possible," he added with a smirk. "Come, I have a fresh meal for you."

"Mmm, it sounds good but I don't know if I can walk anymore."

"It doesn't matter. I can carry you."

"Eric, I'm a grown woman!" she said, enjoying his eagerness to repeat the way she was carried into the bedroom.

"Yes, and I'm a horny vampire, my sweet," he said, taking her back in his arms. He stopped near the Jacuzzi to open the doors to a cabinet, took two bathrobes and they went back to the kitchen.

"What would you like? I have a cob salad, lasagne; do you want me to order something else?"

"Cob salad is great." she said, putting on one of the bathrobes. He prepared the dinner in no time (saving time meant more time in bed) on the counter, put on the other bathrobe and joined her on a stool next to her and embraced her as she started eating.

"Eric, I can't concentrate on my food if you stay here," she giggled.

"Eat well, lover, I want you full of energy," he replied dreamily but didn't move an inch. She managed to eat with Eric attached to her body, his arms around her waist, kissing her shoulders for all he was worth.

"Would you like dessert? " He asked as a good host.

"Not sure, what do you have?" She answered like a bored patron.

"Pecan pie, fruit, chocolate cake, ice cream…"

"You're expecting visitors?"

"Only one, but multiple times, and everything is set to attract her - and her only - in my den."

"I'm very flattered," she smiled back radiantly with apparent happiness. She hesitated and added: "I haven't seen any bathrooms, is there any?"

"Yes, but put on your shoes, they're upstairs. This part is not fully designed for human needs, it will be remodelled."

They approached a wooden wall panel and Sookie noticed a knob which could only be seen from up close. A well lit staircase lead them upstairs and Sookie discovered lots of empty parquet floor rooms with white walls.

"The bathroom is this way," he explained.

"What's this?" She asked, indicating the large empty rooms.

"I don't know yet. I bought this building recently. Maybe Pam will decorate it." The end was a whisper;"Maybe you could help me too."

She froze. "I'm going to the bathroom. Don't wait for me, I'll find my way back."

"I'll wait for you in the Jacuzzi."

As she entered the bathroom, Sookie began to think. All her thoughts were spinning wildly in her head. What's happening here? She had not been intimate with anyone for a quarter of a century, and now all this? The first vampire at Merlotte's; Bill, and just after; Eric: a vampire as well, but a dream came true, a sex life – a short one at the moment, but really… satisfying. Huh… Overwhelming? She doesn't have a word to describe it - if it's like Heaven she will be more devoted on Sundays. Yesterday, he almost proposed to her! And now? He wants to live with her. All that in 48 hours! Is it a dream or is there a trap? But after another moment of thinking, she recalled the whole Rattrays' affair and the excruciating pain she experienced not so long ago and concluded that it was real. And if all this was because of her telepathy?

OK, let's go and see what's next. After all the night is not over.