Bar with Bite
Author's note: I hoped you enjoyed this short story. It's for pure enjoyment and nothing more. Please understand that this is Alternate Universe, knowing Elena would never throw herself at a male as such or Eric be so willing to accept the throwing. If this upsets you to the fact, then please go back a couple of pages and read something to your liking.
Last time I checked, stories are written by great authors who put the characters through something to tell story in their own way. It is just for fun, so please don't take this seriously. It starts off where it ended. Ellie blacking out and now she's in his bed.
Enjoy, Dom
Ellie woke up, instantly once more to find herself wrapped in black satin sheets. She rolled over, feeling someone else in the bed as she laid there, hoping that all that she had experienced was not a vivid dream and there was not a killer in this bed with her. She found none of that though, rolling over to find; Eric Northman, her new boss, staring at her. His blue eyes scanning over her body, his naked chest blinding her for a second, letting her know that all that did happen was real and she hadn't lost her mind. She sat up in the bed, looking around the large room. A plasma screen television was on the wall. It was on but on mute, not like he needed to hear it anyway. He was a vampire. They had very good hearing last time she checked.
"Are you alright?" He had asked her as if he cared and he did. There was something about her that he couldn't put his finger on and that intrigued him. She was different. She tasted different and she felt different.
His cock stiffened underneath the sheets as he moved to sit up, leaning against the head board, his eyes looking at the TV, but glancing at her ever so often, not worried but curious.
"I am fine, just where am I? I know I am not home." She smiled briefly, probably trying to lighten the mood as she pulled the black sheet closer to her chest, her body tingling at how it caressed her, moved against her as if someone was kissing her.
Her eyes moved to look over at Eric and something hot shoot through her; flashes of everything they had done ran through her mind. The mind blowing, body numbing sex that sent her body in waves she could not control. She felt the familiar ache between her legs ache and she looked away, blushing, hoping that vampires couldn't read minds or she would be screwed.
No pun intended.
"My home, my bedroom. You didn't have your address on you so I moved us both here. Once the sun settles, you can leave." He nodded, sitting up straight, the covers pooling around his waist.
Ellie's eyes glanced down and her eyes widen. Her body began to heat up as the covers were slightly lifted. She swallowed hard, biting her lip as she moved her eyes up to stare him in the face. Only to find that he was staring at her back, a slight grin to his face.
"What are you thinking?" It was odd coming from him. He normally didn't care what others thought. Eric Northman was only about Eric fucking Northman, maybe Pam. She was the only woman he had ever truly cared for and sure enough he couldn't deny that he felt something for Ellie Pierce, the woman lying beside him in his bed.
"Something…" She could lie, not like it mattered, but this man was her boss. She would not disrespect him by saying it was nothing, by making up something false because then he wouldn't trust her and she was no liar. If she even tried, she would stutter. "Are you always ready for another round?" All she could think about after saying that was why couldn't she just lie instead, but she wanted her future boss to trust her.
Eric tilted his head, looking at her with confusion before causally looking down, only to chuckle once he saw what she was talking about.
"I drunk from you therefore I am full." He moved closer to her, his head leaning towards her, his mouth near her ear. His hands slipping underneath the covers to brush passed her breast, cupping her breast underneath the sheet, sliding closer to her, moving his other arm underneath her to pull her onto his lap as he straighten. Her head leaned back to rest on his shoulder as he cupped her breast with one hand, his other hand moving to slide down her stomach. "Tell me, Ellie. Have you ever been pleasured as you have before tonight?"His tighten his grip around her breast, moving his fingers down to her sensitive little nub, circling his finger as he licked at her ear lobe.
Ellie moaned softly as he did so, her body jerking at the attention that he was giving her body, knowing that her ex never gave her this much attention in her life. She nodded, her lower body moving into the circling. His shaft beneath her stirring as she did so; her hands moving up to cup her own breast, one hand on his, the other pinching her nipples, biting her lip from crying out.
"Say it. Tell me what you want. I'll give it to you." He whispered in her ear, moving slower, pinching her other nipple as she did her own, while knocking her hand away. "I can make you cum so hard, you'll feel nothing but pleasure. You probably won't even stand up."
She shook her head, half of her knowing it was true, but she wanted to test it, not like she really needed it. He was just touching her, nothing more, but she wanted to be a pile of goo. "No. I haven't. Never" It was simple and forward. She couldn't find in her voice to speak, to tell him everything because all she was thinking about was being touched and caressed by him and only him. "But you're already bluffing."
It popped out of her mouth and part of her was happy about it. She wanted to taunt him. She wanted him to give her everything that he had and go beyond that. She pinched herself harder at the thought, arching her back, wanting more, nearly at the brink of craving it.
Eric chuckled, heavier in her ear. It came upon her in dark chill and her body rattled, her core throbbing for attention and as if he knew, he slid his fingers along her folds, her wetness dampening the tip of his fingers as he used another, tugging on her folds, wanting her to spread her legs so he could explore her further. She did, widening her legs, moaning slightly louder.
"I am not bluffing. As I have shown you in my office. I can make you scream and cum, all in one. You know that." He tugged on her ear lobe with his teeth and pulled it into his mouth, sucking on it, sliding in two of his fingers inside of her tight warmth, growling at how wet and hot she was. "You know I can pick you up and slide your tight wet heat along my cock and bounce you to bliss. I can do that and you know it."
She shivered at his words, her throat suddenly dry at the thought of him doing that and she was all about ready for that image to come true. She could already feel how ready she was along his fingers and if only…
As if he had read her mind, he slipped his fingers inside of her, groaning even louder, a more growl leaving his lips than anything. Ellie shuddered against him. His fingers touching her tight wet walls with curiosity, learning her as his body did and Ellie couldn't deny him that, she couldn't deny what she so earned after not having what she had craved when she was with her ex. She needed this.
"You feel that Ellie, me inside of you. You feel my body reacting to yours. I want to know your body inside and out and I will." He pinched her nipple, adjusting her so his head could go under her fallen arm, his mouth kissing down her side, his tongue tracing the faint veins there.
Ellie shifted more to the side, moaning at his words, rocking her body into his fingers, wishing it was something else but knowing the fact that it was all of Eric Northman, her boss, she was absolutely fine with that. She leaned to the side, hanging as he traced her veins and fingered her, doing nothing but laying in his lap. Her eyes glancing at the muted Television, wondering what exactly they were saying, and knowing that only Eric could probably understand it, but not at the moment because he was focused on her. Her eyes squinted as more black spots appeared over her eyes, knowing that she was coming to her 'little death' soon, not like she minded.
It was only when that she felt him lift her up; she tilted her head straight, mentally shaking her head so she could focus. His fingers slipped from her and she groaned at the loss. His mouth still on her breast was the only thing that was keeping her grounded, for the moment.
"Eric…" She moaned his name as she felt his human teeth bite down on her plump breast. Her other hand fell away from her nipple and moved to run along her own neck, feeling even more turned on that she was touching herself in a such a way, knowing it was all him.
"Ellie…" He said it with a hiss before slamming her down onto his cock, her walls pulsating around him, welcoming him once again. His fangs clicking out, only to sink his teeth into her, his other hand moving to her hip to rock her along him, groaning at the intense pleasure he was feeling.
Ellie leaned her head back, her eyelids fluttering as she lifted up her lower body, to help, not wanting to feel completely useless as she was already feeling, knowing she could do something besides let him do all the work.
"Turn me around." He sucked her breast, pumping the blood out of her body. She let out a loud moan, feeling the build of her orgasm, but she was not going to release. She was going to hold back as much as she could. "I want to see you while I make you cum."
Eric chuckled darkly, pulling back, retracting his fangs from her breast, moving both his hands to her hips, sliding it along to her thighs, holding her tightly. "Hold up your arms." She did, stretching them both over her head so he could move his head from up under her arms and straighten, leaning back to pick her up, leaving only the tip of him still inside her, rotating her around so she could face him. Her dark mud eyes looking at him through hooded slits as he gently let go of her thighs, leaning back, lying against the headboard. His hands going up her body to cup both her breast, loving how they felt in his hands, his eyes scanning her body with lust filled eyes, stopping to stare at him buried inside of her. "Make me cum as you have promised." His piercing blue eyes moved back up to stare at her, taking in her body as slow as he could before settling on her eyes with a stare that caused her to shiver but she immediately went into action, her hands falling to grab and tug at her hair, puckering her lips as she closed her eyes, lifting up and going back down, taking all she could.
She knew that his eyes were on her, watching her as she danced. She was calling it dancing; her body rocking, her breast bouncing from side to side, her hips swaying to the non-existent beat in her head. She felt his hands move from her breast down her body, running over her flat stomach, to move to her hips, moving with her. Her tight warm walls embracing him, hugging him close. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes, groaning, his fangs aching to be inside of her once more as before, but not yet. He had patience.
She felt something settle over her. A jolt of energy and she threw her head back, tugging on the ends, parting her lips, looking at the ceiling through half closed slits, moaning his name, her name, and other things in gibberish.
He did the same, mumbling something in a language she couldn't understand and for a second she wondered where exactly he was as a human before he was turned, but the thought blew from her mind when she felt his thumb touch her, rubbing her as he did earlier, but matching her pace. So she slowed down, wanting to enjoy as much as she could because she did not want it to end but she knew that she had no choice in that. It was her body's say not hers.
"Ellie, cum with me, feel us together."
It was all it took, all that she needed. Those words from his lips that sent her over the edge, making her body crumble before him. She shook and moans left her mouth like a melody of a song and she collapse, stilling, milking him hard with all she had.
Eric came with her, his body tensing, never releasing as fast or feeling so much...
He roared out his release, a mixture of pure pleasure and other things that made his body tremble with satisfaction, things he had never felt before but was glad that he had.
He looked up at her and she looked at him, a tense smirk on his face as he waited for his body to calm down, still feeling the aftershocks of them both releasing as one.
They both waited for a bit, wanting to relax, needing to get their bodies back in check, their body yearning for more, but he had to ask to know. This all started because of what he had told her in the office, not too long ago.
"Is this still business or pleasure?"
She could have went with both, who wouldn't want both? But she couldn't let herself give in to early, to quick. If she had then she'd be another one of his employees who went to him for that and she was much more. She looked down at their entwined bodies and swallowed hard, knowing the decision that she made, whatever came out of her mouth it would change her life, her workplace, everything.
"Business" It was a low whisper, but she knew that he had heard her. He glanced away and nodded before looking back at her, his hands gripping her hips tight. A soft moan left her lips as he rocked her, just a bit, against him. She looked back up at him with hard eyes.
"Let's make it worth it then." His tone was cold and dark, deep, a sense of anger was there and it only fueled her, made her even more turned on as he began to move, sitting up for a second to push her back on the bed, laying her out before him, still nestled between her thighs, him still inside of her. He towered over her, his facial expression darkening; all she could see was him.
That was the scary part.
~ Two weeks later ~
"You're from where again?" Pam asked her, a true blood bottle in her hands. It was still fresh and still hot, but she hadn't sipped from it yet. She had one arm propped on the counter, eying Ellie as she stood on the other side. Her blonde hair was curled and hanging lusciously down her back, giving room to her pale neck and her small black cross necklace that slipped into her cleavage, the rest was covered by her red dress, it was a halter dress that reached her knees.
"Mystic Falls." Ellie nodded, wiping down the rest of the counter with the white rag in her hands. She had her hair curly as Pam's but tighter than so. Her heels clanking against the tile floor as she moved; shifting to each foot as she reached for the further areas of the counter, her brown eyes on Pam still, taking her in, studying her.
It had been two weeks since that day. The day where she had all night and nearly morning sex with her boss, her body had been sore for so long after, but it was for a good reason. He had showed her so much pleasure that she had nearly shattered, wept when she came, but he hadn't noticed. His eyes had been closed so he didn't notice. But after that encounter with him, her body couldn't stop singing and every time she seen him or heard his voice. Her body locked up and her mind played all the little flashes of him on top of her, her on top of him, him behind her. It was Ellie and her boss porn hour and she couldn't stop it. And each time it ended with her words, which she regretted ever saying, but there was nothing she could do, or think of, to make it better, plus she was not going to throw herself at her boss.
"Sounds like a horrible place." She placed the bottle to her lips, her face twisting into sorts as she did so.
"It is. No malls." Ellie did one last wipe over the counter before, turning around to place the rag in the sink behind her.
Pam swallowed down the liquid, tracing her lips with her tongue to wipe off the blood there. "Definitely a horrible place without malls. I have to shop as you have noticed, Ellie, living in a town where there is no type of place to spend all of Eric's money that is my true death." She nodded, running a red nail around the rim of the bottle.
"Yeah, I moved down here. I like small towns; it's where I was raised. But this place, it's wider than Mystic Falls. After high school, when you guys announced that there were such things as vampires, I had to come down but hesitated. I'm glad I'm here though. It's fun." She nodded, placing both her hands on her hips, smiling briefly, her eyes glancing around the empty bar as the other employees cleaned the place up for later.
There was a big opening, a vampire from way out of their way was dropping by with some group of friends and wanted a place to hang out for the evening. There were slight rumors of who he was, but Ellie wasn't sure what was true, so left it alone.
"You know you're the only breather I like right?" Pam straightened in the stool, crossing her legs, the dress rising even higher.
"Really?" Ellie smiled, knowing it was true. After her encounter with Eric; she had started the next day. Pam was indifferent towards her, blowing her off, watching over her shoulder, but then suddenly something changed. She let Ellie get away with things. If she messed up on an order, which was rarely, Pam would stand behind the person who ordered it and wait till they finished it. They talked before it opened to the public and after. They weren't best friends or anything of the sort, but she was the one of the only breathers that worked there in the morning besides Ginger and Ellie never seen Pam around Ginger unless she was insulting her.
"Yes. You aren't a dumb fuck. Be thankful. I like you, but don't expect late calls about the latest boys and hair brushing and such." Pam shook her head and smiled, a laugh leaving her lips.
Ellie nodded, understanding.
"Of course and thank you for the compliment." She nodded once again, hearing a door open. She quickly whipped her head towards the sound and only found Eric. He was coming from his office; his hair was slicked back as usual, a black muscle shirt and black jeans. Ellie couldn't help but glance over his body and she moved away from the counter, turning her back to Pam so she wouldn't look.
"Pam, are you sure you want to wear that outfit for the get together tonight?" He asked her, leaning beside her, his arm also on the counter. "I don't want any fights of such because one of them decides to lose control."
Pam tensed her jaw and nodded, never wanting to deny her father. "Yes father." She grabbed her true blood and took it with her as she left for the back, mumbling under her breath.
Eric ignored it though, his eyes glancing over the rest of the workers. They were heading out of the area too, preparing to change and get ready for the night, leaving just them.
"Miss. Pierce, do you have any other engagements for tonight?"
Ellie turned, gulping to look at Eric, taking all of him in, her body nearly throbbing as images flashed through her mind of their all night together. "No I don't. I was going to stay home and catch up on some reading. If I'm needed here…" She paused. Her eyes landed on his lips once more and she froze. "I can stay."
Eric nodded his hands on the counter as he leaned close to her, folding his arms so he could balance on his elbows. "Miss. Pierce, I suggest you go to the bathroom and find some way to cool off for the evening. You smell heavenly. I can." He whispered, his voice going lower, he leaned in closer. "smell just how delicious you are. Your blood is running hot and just what exactly do you think I want after smelling your scent."
Ellie didn't have to say it. It was in his eyes. She could feel the intense heat coming from his eyes. She swallowed hard, shyly looking away. The stare was burning her, but she didn't say anything, because everything that she was feeling wasn't something she wanted to repeat. It was wrong. She ended it on business, even if it was for a day, and she wanted it to stay like that, maybe.
"Mr. Northman please let's not." She was regretting those words. She wanted to take them back, but if she did it was going against everything she said that night and she wasn't ready or wanted to be some vampires play thing. The sex was great and her boss had ruined her for all men, but she couldn't just let herself be someone's play thing. What she wanted was something she knew he wouldn't be able to give her.
She tried that with her first boyfriend and it had ended terribly. He was and always will be a womanizer, something she had wanted to change, but didn't want to accept. He told her, big and boldly. He was a vampire, who didn't feel or cared. A month later, she was off with her doctor boyfriend and now here she was, lusting after a man who thrived off blood, nothing more.
It was like he changed the subject. He looked away, his eyes going over the tables that were there. "Have someone make a circle with them or spread them farther apart. He'll arrive in an hour. If you don't have any questions, I'll be in my office."
Ellie nodded, knowing that there was no more to be said between them and yet she wished that he had grabbed her arms, laid her out on the counter and devoured her. But it hadn't happened. He walked away from the counter, making his way back to his office and there wasn't much she could do because she didn't want to be hurt.
Vampires didn't feel emotions. They didn't live their lives in fear. They didn't love things. And it wasn't like she was supposed to care. She got pampered like no other and then she threw him to the side.
And didn't that make her the vampire too?
What did you think?