More of those foreign words were buzzing in my ear, along with a wet washcloth that was being dragged along my forehead. I reached for the hand that was rubbing my forehead to still the movements. It was dizzying all of the talking and the rubbing back and forth.
My vision slowly started to clear up and I was greeted with the sullen but beautiful disposition of Malin.
"Eric!" She shouted and moved out of my line of vision. Another face, which I didn't recognize, took her place and peered down at me curiously. He had long brown hair, Eric's blue eyes, and pouty lips the kind you find on male models. I must have bored him because he stopped looking at me and left the room.
"Så bror, det är den enda kvinna som har nekat dig?" A different voice shouted, I recognized that voice and the face. It was that same guy from the bar who brought me my glass of water.
"Fuck off." Eric pushed him out of the way and sat down by my side. He brought my fingertips to his lips and kissed them gently. "How are you feeling? You will have to ignore my idiot siblings, yeah?" I nodded and slowly sat myself upright.
Eric helped by pressing small circles into my lower back. I forgot how good he was with his hands. I moved into his touch unconsciously seeking his warmth.
"Is she alright? I'd like to get going." Malin said.
"Malin, I've already told you I am not leaving Sookie's side. She fainted, that can't be good."
She whined a little then stomped off shouting, "Anders! Anders!"
"Henry, go get me some water." He asked the boy with pouty lips. Henry stood silently and went off to find my water.
Eric lifted me into his lap and pressed another kiss onto my forehead. I needed to focus on the task at hand, but he was making it so incredibly difficult with his sweet caresses and soothing words.
"Have you eaten?" He whispered into my ear placing a kiss along its shell. My mouth was thick like cement; unable to form any type of sounds I simply shook my head. This "morning sickness" was really kicking my ass and I wasn't able to keep anything down. I managed to hold down a couple pieces of dry toast for an hour but the smell of a wet dog on my way to work had me revisiting the bland pieces of rye bread in a new drippy formation.
"Mmmm, we should fill your stomach before we fuck. It has been too long." He rubbed his nose along the base of my neck and sighed heavily breathing my scent in. I was too nauseous and faint to even acknowledge his wildly untimely comment.
Henry returned with my glass of water and I finished it in two gulps. He watched me with those Eric eyes of his and slouched into the chair he fixed himself in.
"Sookie is it?" he asked.
I nodded.
"I am Henry, Eric's brother. Nice to meet you." His accent wasn't as thick as Erics' but it was still there. He looked like he couldn't have been more than 18.
Okay, so the sibling count was currently sitting at two but looked to be rising with the arrival of the other familiar face in the room. It was the same guy at the bar Eric had spoken to.
'Sookie, good to see you up. I am Anders." He said taking a sip of his beer and smiling.
"Another brother?" I turned in Eric's lap and blushed again as I met his intense stare. He was always watching me, I just wasn't aware of it. Eric nodded and stole a quick kiss from me.
"You've met Malin and then there is Jens who should be home soon. And I have a very small brother, Gunnar, who is currently traveling with our parents." He explained, that brought the count to five siblings.
Five siblings all living in one house together without their parents, how did they manage to get along?
"We love each other very much." Eric answered settling me right over the very obvious bump of his erection. He pressed another kiss to my cheek and Anders laughed.
"Let her settle down bror! She just fainted for christ's sake." Eric ignored him and continued to cuddle me like there was no tomorrow. It was nice, but I needed to get all of these extra bodies out of the room so I could really talk to him.
"Hej, jag har pasta. Det luktar underbart." A tall blonde said as he walked into the room carrying a large brown take out bag. Henry hopped up from his seat and grabbed the food nodding approvingly and took it into the kitchen.
Jens looked over at and frowned. "Vem är det?" Malin joined the group and cleared her throat. "Jens, Sookie, Sookie , Jens." She introduced. Jens gave me a skeptical look and left the room to begin his meal.
"Ignore him, he doesn't like Americans." Malin explained. That made me feel tons better.
"Well then he's in the wrong country." Malin laughed and winked at Jens, the two sharing a sibling secret. It made my heart swell hoping that my little bean would be able to have that closeness with his or her's sibling.
I needed to slow down, and figure out what to do with this one first.
"I'll grab you a bite and we can eat on the deck." Eric announced sliding me gently from his lap and stalking towards the kitchen. I was hungry and the pasta smelled delicious, so I smiled weakly and was left with a less pissy looking Malin and a jovial Jens.
"You guys aren't hungry?"
"Of course! Eric told us to watch you whenever he left you alone. You are a slippery cat." Jens grinned and scratched the scruff on his chin. "I don't know why Malin's agreed. I think she likes you now." Malin huffed and threw a pillow at him and shot me a flustered look.
"It's….hard for me to…."she paused looking for the right words to say, "warm up to strangers." Duly noted.
Eric returned with a large red bowl that was dwarfed in his hand, smiling happily.
"Pasta!" he exclaimed wiggling his eyebrows and grabbing my hand leading me to the deck in back.
He found a chair and settled me back into his lap and proceeded to feed me forkfuls of the penne pasta. It was good but if kept up with the rate he was going at I would be more likely to spill the half eaten contents onto that beautiful sweater of his. I held up a hand signaling him to stop, which he took upon himself to finish the bowl for me.
My heart skipped as I watched him eat with boyish enthusiasm. A hand reached out of it's own accord to brush back the fallen lock that sat testily on his eyebrow. I restrained the urge and clasped my hands together.
"How old are you?" I asked him in between bites.
"31. And you?" Thirty -one! I had never even kissed anyone above the age of 25. It explained why he was trusted with so many of his siblings.
"Uh, 23." I said timidly. Eric nodded and placed the bowl beneath our feet. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed a garlicky kiss to my lips. Humming softly he slipped his hands under my sweatshirt and up to the front, grabbing my slightly tender breasts. Eric squeezed gently and moaned thrusting his pelvis up against my butt.
"Where have you been min sota? I haven't had a proper nights rest. I wake up in the morning and fuck myself imagining it's your small hand stroking me."
Oh right. I had forgotten about the barrage of dirty talk that came out of this man's mouth. We had conceived a baby on that filth!
Gran would be proud.
"Will you wake me up tomorrow morning like that?" he asked.
"I'm not sleeping over. I have to talk to you Eric. "
"Can it wait till after I've had you?" His hands now reached the inseam of my yoga pants and began to run his long finger up and down the crotch. My mind turned to mush and I curled a hand around his strong neck dropping my head to his cheek. He was too good at distracting me; this is how I got pregnant.
"Yes Sookie, what did you want to speak to me about?" He smirked arrogantly and kissed my lips hard, growing braver by the second and slipping his hand entirely inside my panties. Eric cupped my mound and teased my aching bud, flicking it with his thumb, pinching it with his thumb and forefinger, and ignoring it all together. Our kisses grew sloppy as he played my body like a tightly wound instrument. His finger dipped inside of me, testing out my sheath, fucking me slowly and cautiously.
A groaned uncontrollably, "Eric," and whimpered in his ear.
"Fuck! Min Sookie." He growled and added another finger to his assault. I was full out panting now and so close to release and he gave it to me. A sweet sweet release. I came all over his fingers and threaded my own into his hair pulling him deeper into our fantastic kiss.
I didn't have time to react because he was pulling my yoga pants and underwear completely off and opening the fly of his jeans. I gave him room to adjust and quickly impaled myself on him.
Eric's eyes closed shut and he pushed in me ever so slowly. I rubbed his nipples over that fine material watching them pop back at me and greet me.
"Pinch them." He instructed and I did which earned me a grunt and another delicious thrust from that marvelous cock of his.
"More….please." I was already close again and I could feel it to for him. Eric reached up and squeezed my breasts through my lumpy sweatshirt.
"You feel so….ugh good min," He spoke in broken sentences. "I want to…fuck you forever…until you have my baby." He gasped out as he came with me following right behind him.
His hair was sticking to his forehead and he had that stupid grin on his face, the same one he gave me after the second we had fucked in his office.
I don't know why I told him this way but he opened the floodgates.
My arms wrapped around his neck and his own around my waist, stroking the bare skin on the small of my back.
"I do have your baby."
A/N: Thanks so much for the reviews! They were very encouraging so I had to put up the next part. Keep 'em comin'!
Transltions: So brother, is this the only woman who has refused you?
Hi I have pasta. It smells wonderful.
Who is she?