Okay, thanks for all the reviews. I should have said first off that this takes place after Dead and Gone. I wasn't going to post this until later but I think I have confused a few readers. If you want clarification on the voices speaking to Sookie or the laughter in the forest then go to the bottom of the page to find out. If you like surprises then don't peek. enjoy

Chapter Eight.

Sookie back was working at Merlottes. She walked from table to table, taking orders, refilling drinks, clearing dishes. Sam was beside her suddenly, saying something.

"What was that, Sam?"

As if someone had turned the volume up, she heard him say, "If you are trying to make me jealous, it's working."

Sookie was stunned. "Sam? What..." but before she could finish Sam shifted into his Collie form and began licking her bare leg. Around her knee he lapped and up the inside of her thigh but she couldn't move her leg or arm to swat him away. The sensation of his tongue on her skin was almost to much to bear. She could feel her groin tingle. She tried to shake him loose as he mounted her leg, licking higher now.

"This is hardly appropriate workplace behaviour! Sam! Down boy, go Down!" she cried.

"I'm trying Sookie, but if you call me Sam one more time, I'll take you across my knee."

Her eyes shot open and she looked down. Where Sam had been, Eric now was. "Oh thank Lord"

"Well Lover, I must be good if you are thanking the Lord before I have even made you come."

Eric continued his seduction, licking and kissing her inner thigh, before blowing a breath of cool air across her swollen mound. He looked up the length of her naked form. "I thought we could pick up where we left off last evening."

"Mmm, sounds good." she said in her sexiest, still-half-asleep voice.

Eric spread her legs apart and began lapping at her centre. She responded quickly with quiet moans. He gentle pushed a finger inside her and much to his delight Sookie gasped and called his name.

"Thats good Sookie, but I want to here you scream my name"

He continued his assault on her clitoris, filling her with a second finger. She reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair in her fist. She was quickly loosing control of her limbs as her climax was nearing. Her leg spasmed so she wrapped them around Eric and squeezed with all her strength.

"Fuck" she cried , clenching her teeth.

Hearing his sweet southern belle used such language got him even harder. He pulled his fingers out and licked them clean before taking one last swipe with his tongue, from her rear entrance to her clitoris. She moaned louder and arched her back. He placed one arm above her shoulder and used the other to position himself at her entrance, moving the tip of his penis in and out slightly, spreading her wetness. He looked down at her as She was looking up at him. Suddenly his head was buoyant. He felt his mind lift away from the moment but all he saw was her. From their first meeting until last night. Like a movie montage, images of her overcame him and could see it all in perspective. She was kind and gentle, fragile of heart yet very stubborn and fiercely independent to the point of lunacy. Always oblivious to the circling vultures.

Then he saw himself in relation to her. He followed her and protected her from a distance. Trying to stay in control, detached, not able to understand or admit his true feelings, emotions could get him killed. She had his heart and he was lost without her. He wondered if loving her would be the death of them both. His heart nearly ruptured at the thought. Then Sookie called his name. He blinked and was back. He entered her in one thrust. She almost screamed then and there at the satisfaction of him filling every inch of her. She gritted her teeth and moved with him to his rhythm. He thrust into her harder and she dug her nails into his back, eliciting a primal growl from him. He felt her moment cresting and as he bit into her shoulder she screamed his name out loud. Hearing his name coming out of her sweet mouth was all it took for him to finish. They lay together, covered in her sweat, legs tangled, drifting on a wave of satisfaction. Sookie found his hand and gave it a squeeze. She had felt something coming through the bond during their lovemaking. A feeling so acute she could hardly fathom it. It ripped at her soul.

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Sookie disrobed and stepped into the bath. Eric took her hand and guided her to sit between his legs. She lay her head against his chest which was warm from the water. His strong arms surrounded her. She didn't feel possessed, rather she felt safe. He rested his head against her hair and closed his eyes.

"What did you think of me, the first time we met?" She asked curiously.

Eric thought awhile, flicking back through a tome of memories, then answered. "You seemed to me as a lamb to the slaughter." He felt her body stiffen against him. He straightened his head and looked away from her, worried his answer had scared her. Mixed emotions were filling the bond. After a moment her body relaxed and she spoke.

"I was incredibly naïve. It makes me cringe when I think back. I remember when I was in high school asking my Gran if a foreskin was someone with mixed race ancestors." She mused.

Eric erupted with laughter at hearing her admission. She turned to stare at him, incredulous. "Hey, it's not thatfunny!" Eric covered his mouth to stifle his laughter but his eyes couldn't hide his amusement. "Okay," she said "It's a little funny."

He wrapped his arms around her as his laughter subsided. They were silent. The talk of first meetings and naivety made Sookie think back to her first relationship. She spoke again, "I believed everything he told me. I was deaf to his thoughts but I should have opened my eyes to his actions. He gave me what I thought I wanted. You, on the other hand, have given me what I never knew I needed.

"I would give you my heart and soul if you didn't already have it. You truly are the woman who has everything." She smiled up at him. "Don't you smile at me!" he said, "Do you know how hard it is to shop for you?" Now it was her turn to laugh at him. She let her amusement subside. She was thinking again.

"Is this what living with you would be like?" she asked, turning slightly to see his expression. He smirked.

"Fantastic sex every night, being bathed by a Norse stud, your every whim fulfilled? Yes, pretty much"he said with more than a hint of humour.

"Oh you!" she said, reaching behind her to swat him playfully. "I mean this, the intimacy, the honesty, the passion" she said, pulling his arms tighter around her. "Are you like this with all your conquests?"

He pushed her up off his chest and turned her around quickly, water spilling over the edge of the bath. He pulled her close, his hands clutched her upper arms as he looked into her eyes. He saw not an ounce of fear in her. He leaned in close and rubbed his cheek against hers He licked the skin between her neck and shoulder, breathing in the scent of her blood. All mine he thought to himself. He turned her back around and settled her back against his chest, wrapping his arms around his precious.

He bowed his head and whispered in her ear. "This is only for Sookie."

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Okay so if you are sure you want to know or you are confused then read below. Sorry if I confused anyone but I was trying to be mysterious.

The voice talking to her while she sleep as they flew was Niall. He says 'I have closed the door but not the window' so he can communicate with Sookie. The baby cooing and voice telling her the 'trust him' was Claudine (she was pregnant when she died). The laughter coming from the forest is hinting at the possibility of a fairy popping up in the story sooner or later.