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Chapter 21
Just a Bite
SPOV
Godric's kiss caught me off guard but I didn't take his ministration as an intrusion. His kiss was slow yet unexpectedly forceful at the same time and I would have lied if I said that I hadn't enjoyed it. I was trying to fight the pleasure, first by remembering that injured Eric is lying right next to us and next by saying to myself that it's out of character for me, but my body didn't wanna listen.
I was on the edge of remaining in control. I had had sex some time ago, back at the time when things between me and Bill were fine and the vampire blood flowing though my system – and working as an aphrodisiac by the way - wasn't helping one little bit with my raging libido.
I found myself being pushed to the back of the couch with Godric's body pressing firmly into me. My hands wandered from his short hair to his shoulders and I might have moaned a little at the feeling of the hard muscles there. For someone who was turned in his late teens, he was firmly built. On the other hand, times had been different then – at the age of eighteen, Godric had been considered a man and a warrior. I surely could not argue that he was shaped like one.
I gasped when he lifted me and sat me down on Eric's lap. I should've been mortified by having two men plastered to me, but I could only focus on Godric's tongue massaging mine and on Eric's cold lips tracing over my neck. The moment of realization came upon me when I felt a very big, very hard arousal being pushed onto my butt.
"Stop…" I murmured into Godric's lips and he instantly moved away, watching me carefully. His gaze was dark and lust filled; his grey orbs were almost completely covered by his dilated pupils. Eric's hand moved from my side to my breasts and I had to cover his palms with mine to get his attention. "We shouldn't…" I repeated and I heard a growl being emitted from Eric's chest. A very angry and terrifying one.
"You're kidding!" he hissed moving away from me rapidly and somehow I felt guilty when I heard the disappointment in his tone.
"What's wrong?" asked Godric, softly brushing my cheek.
"It's not... I am not the kind of woman who is doing… this with two men!" I felt my cheeks burning with shame and I wanted to disappear. Godric was watching me with a puzzled expression while Eric's face was easy to read – he was fuming.
"Stupid human standards," he hissed, standing up. Eric's lips were closed in a tight angry line. Under the layer of his anger, I couldn't help but notice how pale and slightly wobbly he was.
"Sit. Godric said gently, taking hold of Eric's hand and pulling him back on to the couch. I was still seated between them, feeling horribly out of place.
"I don't have to keep up this bullshit!" Eric waved his hand and I guess he was indicating me as he said bullshit, because his fingers almost grazed my nose.
Now I was getting angry too. What's that supposed to mean? "What is this bullshit exactly?" I asked through greeted teeth.
"You're acting hot and cold. Every time we take a step forward, you jump in with your fake morals and ruin everything!"
"Fake morals? What the Hell are you calling fake morals?"
With the corner of my eyes, I noticed that Godric raised his gaze to the ceiling, probably silently praying for patience with us.
"And what would you call it? You seem to be fine teasing me… us, kissing and rubbing all over…"
"Don't talk to me like that!" I interrupted, shaking with anger.
Eric opened his mouth to bite back but he instantly shut up when Godric growled. If Eric's earlier noise had been scary, this one made me sweat. I instinctively moved closer to Eric when his Maker bared his fangs and snarled at us. The ancient vampire looked menacing and close to maniacal when he moved closer to my face. Back in Dallas, I had heard vampires whispering that Godric has been one of the most feared vampires in the States. Now, I could see where this opinion came from.
"Good, you're being quiet," he hissed, retracting his fangs and moving back to his composed and calm self. I noticed with surprise that during Godric's small tantrum, Eric's arm had sneaked around my middle and he was hugging me protectively to his side. We both realized it at the same time, because my gaze barely stopped at Eric's arm when it was gone. "I understand you're hesitant to engage in such a relationship, little one. But tell me, don't you feel even a tiny bit flattered?"
"What?" I mumbled not very intelligently, still trying to take a hold of whatever the heck had just happened.
"We're not half bad," Godric taunted, raising an eyebrow in a very Eric-like manner. "And we promised to be faithful to you. Don't you feel even a sting of satisfaction from the fact that two powerful vampires desire you enough to make such a concession?"
I was dumfounded at that moment. Such a thing had never crossed my mind. I didn't feel flattered that they wanted me. I could not imagine how they saw our twisted relationship - I had a lot of concerns.
"I just don't wanna be seen as a…" I stuttered, not knowing how to express my worries. Godric was watching me with furrowed brows, but it was Eric who understood what I was scared about. Viking sighed loudly.
"No one will, Lover," he whispered, kissing my temple gently and I lowered my gaze to not look up at him. "If you're worried that we'll parade you around like some kind of conquest or our pet, that only shows how very little you think of us."
"People will whisper behind my back…" I felt hot tears welling up in my eyes and I tried my best to swallow a lump in my throat. "And that's not even the worst. I will be able to hear their thoughts as well. They don't have to call me a slut to my face to…"
"Oh Sookie…" Godric murmured, embracing me from the other side. "That's what you're worried about? Of what people will say?"
"Yes!" I yelled, angry that they seemed to be so clueless about this fact. "Don't you see how it will look like?" They remained quiet, watching me intensely and I continued. "I will be just a toy being shared by two vampires and I will not have it!" I untangled myself from their hugs and stood up, ready to just get the Hell out of there. I groaned, feeling frustrated, when I felt Eric's fingers taking hold of my hand and yanking me gently back on to the couch.
"You need to calm down for a moment and think logically…"
"Eric, I don't wan…"
"Please," he told me softly and I cringed when his serious gaze met mine. I nodded shortly. "With your abilities and your smell, you're quite a catch." I opened my mouth to confront him on my alleged attractiveness, but Eric raised a hand, asking for more time. "Other vampires will come for you - Bill, Sophie Anne and probably more and more of them. You can lie to yourself as much as you want, but the fact remains the same – you're like the Sun in pretty blonde bottle, Miss Stackhouse and you'll be dead if you were to be left on your own."
"I can take care of myself," I said stubbornly and I gasped when Eric's arm jumped forward, faster than light and tightened around my neck. He shocked me and even though the hold wasn't tight, I froze with fear.
"No, you can't. I could have crushed your windpipe before you'd even had a chance to scream." He released me and I put a shaking hand over my neck. I glanced at Godric who was watching me with a serious expression and remaining silent. "While we are somewhat primitive, we also have rules among our kind. A vampire will think twice before approaching you if he smells us on you. Do you understand?"
I closed my eyes, remembering the Disco Trio. They could have killed me if Bill hadn't have informed them that 'I was his'. I did not doubt that Godric and Eric were able to assure me even more layers of safety with their advantages of age and position. The Viking was right… Bill dragged me into this world and I had absolutely no weapon against vampire attackers.
"So what?" I asked bitterly. "You'll protect me if I'll feed you and have sex with you?" My tone was accusing but truth be told, I felt betrayed. They had both promised me not to push me and now I felt like I was being pushed.
"Yeah, so take off your clothes," Eric said and I would have been terrified if his eyes hadn't have been shining with humor.
"Asshole…" I murmured and he laughed at my pout. How did we jump from angry argument to joking? Especially joking about things that were not funny at all.
"Sookie, you are beautiful and my dick really w…"
"Stop!" I covered Eric's mouth before he was able to say some more nastiness.
"Why not have sex with us?" This time it was Godric who asked and I looked at him in surprise. His expression could only be called a pouting one. I swear, all that was needed to create a picture of an utterly disappointed boy were folded arms and a glare. "I can feel you Sookie and you need some relief."
Stupid vampire blood. "I am not used to having sex without emotions being involved."
"Sure, but fake emotions are acceptable..." murmured Eric and I couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in my heart at his remark. Yes, I guess that what I used to have with Bill wasn't real.
I gave myself a moment to think about my life. It hadn't been a happy road since Bill Compton had entered it. I was constantly in danger and this asshole had announced my telepathic abilities to the whole vampire world. I risked a glance at Godric. He was watching me without blinking and I could almost feel him following my every emotion.
Then I looked at Eric. He was sitting there almost nonchalantly, his face calm and expressionless. It was Eric Northman that I was used to seeing. Emotionless and cold. But he wasn't really like that. During the few last days he had shown so many emotions that I felt my head spinning at the mere thought of them. I tried to answer myself a simple question: 'Do I like him?' Shockingly, the answer was yes. I like Eric Northman and he wasn't as bad as I had labeled him. When he caught my gaze, one corner of his lips raised a little in a smirk. I could not help the fact that my heart speeded up a little at the sight of him. He was one handsome devil.
I jumped when I felt Godric's hand gently brushing my arm.
"Little one, I think you're hungry. Would you like me to go and bring you something? Some human nourishment perhaps?"
I wasn't hungry and I was about to say that when something in his eyes caught my attention. Oh God… I realized that Godric just wanted me to have some alone time with his child. I gulped, aware of the hidden meaning behind this innocent question. I once more glanced at Eric who seemed to look a little suspicious.
I cleared my throat, trying to buy some time. Was I hungry? Well, maybe not for a double portion, but I was hungry for some… If you get my culinary metaphor.
"Yeah…" I whispered eventually. "I guess so."
"Very well then." Godric stood up and smiled at me gently. "I will be back shortly. Eric…" He turned to his child and I swear, I almost burst out laughing at the sight of dumbfounded Eric Northman. "…Take good care of Sookie while I'm gone." Slowly, the astonished expression vanished from Eric's face and was replaced by a devilish smirk.
"Don't worry, Master, I will," he promised, but his gaze wasn't fixed on Godric when he said so. It was focused solely on me.
EPOV
"Do you understand what Godric meant…" I started, but Sookie interrupted me with a short "Yes." I was watching her for a moment, trying to determine her feelings. She was obviously nervous and embarrassed. "Godric is giving us some time…"
"It doesn't mean that we have to have sex!" she spat back defensively and I chuckled at her attempt of lying to herself one last time.
"Lover, it didn't even cross my mind."
"Liar!"
I allowed myself to laugh and Sookie joined me after a moment as well.
"Come," I outstretched my hand and she took it hesitantly. "I need a bottle of True… or a dozen."
The silver had weakened me, I could feel heaviness in my limbs. I was hungry and Sookie's smell was making my mouth water. I needed some blood to straighten and calm my body. My little telepath's gaze softened and she measured me with a worried look.
"You don't feel so good, do you?"
"I'm just hungry. Are you offering?" I joked, not wanting to look weak in her eyes. We stopped at the kitchen and I was taken aback when Sookie put a hand on my chest on the same place that Godric had cut open earlier. Her warm hand was almost burning me and I gently, but firmly moved her palm away. It was no good for my control and despite Godric's suggestion, I did not want to have sex with Sookie. Or rather, I did not want to have sex with her if she wasn't completely sure about it.
"Thank you for shielding me. I am putting you in my gun sights too often."
"The first time it was you who was shot, Lover. Maybe we should compare our battle wounds?"
Sookie giggled and I smiled at her carefree face. It was a nice and, unfortunately, a rare view of Miss Stackhouse. I wanted to see her smiling at me more often.
"Eric… I think I should kiss it better, just like I promised." Her voice was slightly hoarse and I swear that if this seductive pose is just a prelude to rejecting me again later, I will be on a blood hunt later tonight.
"Sookie, there is no pressure. I was joking earlier," I said weakly, but the lack of conviction in my tone wouldn't have fooled anyone.
"I think that I trust you. I don't know if I'm ready to move into some bizarre polygamist relationship, but I can admit that I want you. I want Godric too, but I don't know him that well. The point is that I like you – you're not as bad as I thought you were." She took a deep breath, continuing her rambling. "Maybe with baby steps we can try some new things… but only if this will remain just between us! Keep it low profile…" She was flushed during her little speech and I had to force myself to focus on her words when the smell of her rapidly pumping blood attacked my nostrils.
"You want to have sex with me?" I demanded and Sookie took a deep breath and glared at me, clearly very annoyed.
"Do you want me to spell it out too? It was hard to say it out loud and…"
I didn't let her finish. My fangs ran down and my mouth was on Sookie's before she had finished her sentence or worse – before she had changed her mind.
She groaned and opened her lips, allowing me free entrance. I never knew humans could taste so divine and my whole body was shaking with anticipation that tonight, I will be tasting Sookie Stackhouse and I will be tasting everything that she's got.
I easily lifted her from the floor and she wrapped her tanned legs around me, the innocent dress she was wearing running up higher, baring her all for me. I opened one eye to take a look and I smirked when I saw her simple white panties. That was just so very like Sookie. I pushed her tighter into my body and raced towards my room, not stopping our kiss.
She didn't seem to notice that we had changed location, her hands were too busy wandering over my back and shoulders and yanking on my hair – seemingly everywhere at once. I put Sookie down on the bed as gently as possible and she grumbled quietly when I moved away from her. I took a step back though, to take a look at the object of my obsession spread out before me on the bed. Tonight there will be no fucking interruptions, no fucking teasing or mind-changing.
I did a quick job on my pants and joined Sookie on the bed, smirking when her breath huffed when she looked at me.
"Seeing something you like, Lover?" I taunted and I was pleased when instead of brushing me off, she only nodded happily. I was even more pleased when her hands squeezed my ass firmly.
"Help me take it off…" she murmured, tugging at her dress and I took hold of the front of it and tore it apart.
I distracted Sookie by kissing her alongside of her neck and scratching her skin with my fangs. She moaned, baring her neck to me and I needed to retreat to stop myself from biting her. I could wait a moment longer.
My fingers made a quick job of removing her bra and eventually her panties. Sookie reacted just as I had expected her to. She was trying to cover her beautiful body, but after all of this waiting, I would have none of it.
"Don't," I ordered firmly, taking both of her hands in one of mine and pinning them above her head. "Trust me," I murmured, kissing her body over her cleavage and stopping at one of her perky nipples and sucking it into my mouth. I was petting both of her breasts slowly, and after few minutes, Sookie's whole body was bucking into mine. I decided to have some mercy on her and I shifted my attention to her belly, only to stop just above her mound. When I inhaled deeply of her scent, I growled. I really could not take it any longer. A second later, my little telepath's legs were tightened around my hand while my tongue and lips were pleasing her.
"God, Eric…" Her body jerked when I sucked at her clit- hard- and she came hard right back a moment later.
I put her legs back on the bed, watching my sweet Southern Belle fighting for breath. She was smiling softly and I felt smugness at the fact that my ministrations had led her there. "Thank you…" she gasped but I tut-tutted at her.
"Lover, we're not done yet…" I murmured, pulling her closer to me and kissing her soft lips once more. My hips buckled down and I growled when my erection moved over her wet folds. One of my hands sneaked between our bodies and I gently pushed first one and then, a second finger inside of her to prepare Sookie for me. She was unbelievably tight and I ignored her plea to stop teasing and kept going. I didn't want to hurt her and I knew that with my size and her inexperience, there was no way we could rush things. Sookie was not some used fangbanger and judging by her tightness, this pathetic Compton was definitely lacking in more departments than just his personality.
When her walls started to clench rhythmically though, I pulled off my fingers and gently pushed inside of her, stopping when I felt her tensing. I took an unnecessary breath to stop myself from slamming into her like an uncontrolled beast. Sookie made it hard when she raised her lower body from the bed, impaling herself onto me. I clenched the headboard and crushed it under my fingers.
"I'm not so fragile…" Sookie breathed into my ear and I growled loudly, retracting and pushing into her forcefully. She gasped and moved her hips to meet mine, running eager nails over my back and scratching me hard enough to draw blood.
I completely lost every remaining ounce of self-control. My movement speeded up and I was rapidly moving inside and outside, riding Sookie hard enough to cause the bed to bump into the wall with our every move. Far too quickly, we were both screaming our release and then, when Sookie's whole body was tensed and only party sentient - I attacked.
My fangs pierced her neck and when the first droplets of blood met my tongue, I felt another orgasm approaching. I pulled on the wound, taking her essence into me and it was like my veins were filled with life itself. Happiness, fulfillment and bliss took control of me and it was a miracle that I found enough strength to stop drinking.
I tenderly licked a fang mark odd that I had left, not healing them completely though. I rolled onto my side so as not to crush Sookie, and I smiled when she snuggled into my side with a soft and contented sight. I gladly hugged her back, kissing her temple. It was very out of character for me, but somehow with Sookie, it felt quite natural. Actually, this was absolutely amazing. I have never experienced something like that before, but when I glanced at my little spitfire and noticed her sleeping soundly next to me, I was sure of one thing – Sookie Stackhouse will never leave my side – ever!
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