To all of you who have been patiently waiting for this story to earn its M rating, this one is for you…

I am so grateful for all of the alerts, favorites and reviews – you are all very generous, Thank you!

Thanks to my amazing Beta Northwoman for being the quickest Beta ever.

I would also like to thank my lovely new content editor My Secret O for being so awesome and beautiful (in a straight, married, not wanting to jump your bones kind of way…).

Merci bien to albi3252 who was kind enough to agree to help with French translations. I have corrected all French conversations and re-posted chapters 1 and 5. (I'm sorry for the false alerts…)

I mistakenly referred to Sookie as Miss Stackhouse in the last chapter. Thanks to those of you who pointed out my mistake, I've corrected it to Miss Brigant.

Charlaine Harris is the sole owner of the SVM; I'm just letting out some creative steam.

Unexpected – Chapter 6

As Eric gently lowered us to the ground, I felt myself tearing up. I was slightly overwhelmed with how much I was enjoying myself this evening. Eric might not be a southern gentleman but he definitely knew how to make a girl feel special and besides, southern gentlemen are highly overrated in my opinion, perfectly manicured manners are nice but not necessarily very sexy.

Eric led me to the door of the medieval manor where we were greeted by a Vampire and two humans all dressed in traditional medieval costumes.

"Bonsoir Messieurs Dames, bienvenue. C'est avec plaisir que nous vous accueillons ce soir. Je suis Gaston Jamard et je suis le propriétaire et le chef de cet établissement. Voici Didier, mon sous-chef et Nathalie, qui sera votre serveuse ce soir."

We were led to a private room beautifully furnished with dark wooden pieces. There was a table set for two in the middle of the room and two large and very comfortable looking chairs set in front of a large fireplace. With the exception of the area surrounding the table, the room was sparsely lit and most of the ambient light was provided by the fire.

After we were seated Gaston continued, "Pour vous Mademoiselle Brigant, le menu de ce soir sera un menu degustation mélangeant la cuisine riche typique des 16ième et 17ième siècles et les avancées techniques et technologiques de ces trois derniers siècles, et pour vous Monsieur Northman nous avons une sélection de spécialités unique issues de la cuisine moderne, chaque plat étant bien sur accompagné de boissons appropriées. Installez-vous confortablement, le premier plat vous sera servi sous peu."

"How does a Vampire become a chef?" I asked Eric after we were left alone in the room.

"I understand he was a chef in his human life and had decided to return to his old profession after the great revelation, opening this restaurant that serves food from that time and caters to both humans and vampires."

Nathalie reappeared at the door carrying a tray of drinks and my first course that smelled absolutely divine. She arranged everything on the table, explaining what each of the plates and glasses contained and left the room closing the door behind her.

The food was delicious, perfectly prepared and beautifully presented and I thanked Eric again for bringing me here tonight. He smiled and looked genuinely pleased and I smiled back appreciating how incredibly handsome he was. He tried to describe to me the possible difference in taste between various bloods while I tried to convey in words the tastes and sensations of my dishes, some of which contained food that Eric had never tasted when he was human since it was not yet available.

There was a light knock at the door and Nathalie returned accompanied by Gaston, each carrying a large tray full of various plates and glasses. Gaston walked us through the different dishes while Nathalie set everything on the table and they both left, again closing the door behind them.

"Why did you decide to come to Paris, Sookie?" Eric asked after we both had time to sample and appreciate Gaston's artfully displayed dishes. I put down my fork and dabbed at the corner of my mouth with my napkin before laying it back on the table.

"Well, after I had received my B.A. I felt I was more than ready to spread my wings and Paris was really my only choice. I always had an affinity for languages and the French I took as a second language at University improved my mastery of the French that I learned from Fintan. I was drawn to the history and romantic charm of the city that I read so much about but never visited."

"Paris is, or at least it once was, an excellent place for a vampire. I brought Pam here as a new vampire in the late seventeenth century and we spent most of the next century travelling around Europe with Paris as our base."

"That must have been amazing. I can't begin to imagine the things you must've seen and done. Where in Paris did you live?"

"I bought an apartment at Place de Vosges, which I still use when I come to Paris. It has been renovated a few times obviously but some of the original features and furniture are still there."

"Seriously? You have an apartment at the Place de Vosges? With original seventeenth century features? Really?"

Eric looked amused by my excited reaction but I couldn't help myself. Place de Vosges was one of my favorites and I often went there when the weather was nice to have my favorite ice-cream from the tiny Italian ice-cream shop a few blocks away. One of my favorite pastimes while sitting in the cool shade under the trees was to imagine how the Place looked in the past and who the residents of the time might have been. I couldn't believe Eric was one of these people.

"I will gladly show you my apartment Sookie; will tomorrow be soon enough for you?" He had that sexy smirk on his face but his eyes told me the invitation was sincere.

"Are you asking me on another date? Because if you are I should probably mention as your conscientious guide on modern dating that normally the second date shouldn't take place so soon after the first one... but for some reason I am willing to ignore the rules of engagement and will gladly accept your invitation, and not only because I really, really want to see your apartment…"I smiled at him and he smiled back taking my upturned hand in his and laying a slow, soft kiss at my pulse point.

"I really, really want to see you in my apartment…" His voice deepened as he looked into my eyes, still caressing my hand with his fingers. My pulse was racing which I'm sure he noticed and I felt like I could lose myself in his startlingly blue eyes. I wasn't sure if I should be relieved or upset when I sensed Nathalie approaching the door followed by a light knock a few seconds later. I started pulling my hand back before the actual knock and Eric looked at me with an intense concentration as if trying to solve a difficult puzzle. I was relieved when he finally released me from his gaze and focused on the waitress' description of the last course instead. I knew he sensed something about me was different and I appreciated the fact that he didn't try to press the issue.

"Eric, are there many vampires your age?"

"No, not many, vampires can be very cruel and dangerous. Especially when politics are involved, and most vampires do not survive as long as I have. Why do you ask?" He sounded cautious and curious at the same time.

"I remember Niall telling me once about the structure of Vampire politics. He said that the older vampires usually hold political power. You said before you were friends with the vampire sheriff of Paris. A sheriff is in charge of a certain part of a kingdom and answers to the king or queen of that kingdom, right?"

"Indeed, he is and Niall was of course right when he said that political power usually accompanies age in our society."

"Do you have a political position then?" I knew how demanding that kind of position was, being Niall's great- grand-daughter, and I strangely wished Eric didn't have such responsibilities.

"I do not. You are right at assuming that I could be a sheriff or probably a King if I so wished but I do not have any political aspirations. I find that I prefer to be free to come and go as I please and that my age and reputation allow me sufficient respect from others without the trouble and duties that a position of power entails. If I was involved in vampire politics I would not be at liberty to travel the world as I do, and would have subsequently missed the chance to meet you which, as I hope you agree, would have been a real tragedy."

"With that I cannot argue, as I'm really happy we met."

"As am I." I concentrated on dessert for a few moments until I became aware of Eric staring at me, apparently fascinated by my eating and not touching his 'Sorbet'.

"Eric, you're making me uncomfortable, is there something wrong with the way I eat?"

"Not at all, I apologize for staring but you do not seem to be aware of the way your beautiful mouth moves and the delicious sounds you make when you are enjoying your food, they are simply fascinating." He had a predatory look in his eyes which I found incredibly hot and I felt a delicious shiver run through me in response to his words. I took one last bite from the divine Crème brûlée, stood up and walked closer to the fireplace soaking in the heat of the flames.

Eric joined me, wrapping his arms around me from behind allowing me to feel his hard length pressed against my back. I turned to face him and stood on my tiptoes, finding it slightly difficult, even in my impossibly high heels, to reach his lips with mine. I kissed the corner of his mouth softly, paying homage to that magnificent smirk of his, before I kissed him deeply, I traced his fangs with my tongue. A low moan escaped his lips and he sat down on the large chair behind him, guiding me gently to straddle his lap. He traced my lips with his thumb, his eyes never leaving mine and I felt the tension between us as if it was a physical substance permeating the air. Eric was trailing open mouth kisses from my mouth, along my jaw bone and down to my neck and I instinctively arched my back pressing my body against his and we both moaned at the sensation.

My skin was flushed and the feeling of his long cool fingers brushing against the heat of my legs and thighs was amazing. He licked the sensitive spot behind my ear and I moaned into his neck scraping him lightly with my teeth. He groaned and kissed me again, pushing my dress up. He brushed his finger ever so lightly against my clit and I moaned into his mouth. Suddenly I was sitting on the chair and he was kneeling between my legs, his blond hair framing his face like a golden halo in the light of the fire.

"Sookie, your scent is intoxicating; I want to…need to taste you." He said in a low, demanding voice and I nodded, unable to resist.

He lifted my dress to my hips exposing my thigh highs and my white, lacy panties while trailing soft kisses from my knee to the inner crease of my thigh, brushing the outer side of my legs in a slow upward movement. I heard a quick tearing sound and felt a slight tug at my sides as my panties disappeared in his hand and I gasped at the sudden feeling of cool air on my exposed skin.

"Magnificent…" I had no time to feel embarrassed by his words as he quickly but gently flicked my clit with his tongue sending a shock of pleasure through me.

I felt Eric's talented tongue caress me, licking the soft skin first to the right of my folds and then to the left. He slowly licked his way up the center kissing my clit as he reached the top. I moaned and buried my fingers in his hair unable to control myself even though I was remotely aware of the possibility of being heard. He was using his tongue, lips and mouth so skillfully sending wonderful ripples of pleasure throughout my body, making me wild with need and anticipation. I was breathing heavily, my skin flushed and hot, moaning uncontrollably at the sensation of his tongue thrusting inside me.

"Eric…" I breathed softly as I felt the first waves of orgasm start to spread through me. My mental shields were completely down since I was totally lost in the pleasure Eric was giving me and I suddenly heard two human voices. I didn't immediately realize I was hearing Didier and Nathalie's thoughts as they were approaching the room. I gasped and jumped off the chair frantically trying to straighten my dress and flushing with embarrassment.

"Sookie, you are deliciously intriguing." He said calmly, already standing next to the fire looking perfectly composed. "How is it exactly that you are able to hear the approach of the staff a few seconds before me?" He raised his eyebrow questioningly a predatory smile playing on his lips.

The door opened and Gaston entered with Didier and Nathalie right behind him. Before they could utter a word Eric turned to Gaston.

"M. Jamard, nous vous souhaitons une bonne soirée. Le dîner était excellent et je vous remercie de nous avoir accueillis avec si peu de préavis".

"Merci Monsieur Northman. Cela a été un plaisir de vous servir, vous et Mademoiselle Brigant. Bonne nuit, et merci pour votre visite". He was obviously aware of what took place in this room just seconds ago, judging by the knowing smile he directed at Eric, adding to my embarrassment.

I wanted to thank Gaston and his staff for the lovely meal but I simply couldn't bring myself to speak just yet. Eric helped me with my coat and led me outside.

Once we were outside Eric led me in the direction of the car. I was expecting him to question me further about what happened before but he surprised me by lifting me in the air. I instinctively wrapped my legs around him while his hands travelled underneath me, supporting me. I kissed his neck, lightly scraping my teeth against his skin again and he groaned in response, tightening his grip on my ass and grinding his erection against my hypersensitive clit. I wanted more but I didn't wish to be interrupted again. I slid down his body and took his large hand in my much smaller one, signaling for him to follow me as I walked us a little further and around the manor into the darkness of the trees surrounding it.

"Eric, do you trust me?" I asked him when I felt we were far enough from the manor.

"You have placed your trust in me by agreeing to come here with me tonight and I will not deny you the same if you ask it of me."

I closed the small distance left between us, wrapping my arms around his neck and looking deep in his eyes.

"Then hold on tight." I said and 'popped' us to my apartment. I felt my magic engulf Eric as we were transported to my living room.

Eric's reaction took me by surprise. I was slightly worried he might be disturbed or alarmed by my popping us back like that but instead he looked aroused…and hungry.

He crashed his lips against mine demanding entrance with his tongue while he quickly took off my coat. I pushed his jacket off his shoulders and he dropped to his knees lifting my dress to my waist and licking my slit languidly, making me gasp in surprise.

"Mmm…so incredibly sweet." He said before doing it again, and again, gently separating my folds. I moaned, my knees buckling underneath me as Eric positioned me against the sofa's armrest.

"Spread your legs for me Sookie, let me taste you." His voice was pure sex and his words sent shivers through my body as I slowly allowed my legs to fall apart.

He licked my clit, slowly and deliberately, while gently teasing my entrance with his finger. I bucked against him and moaned loudly as he slid his long finger inside me. His eyes never left mine as he slowly increased his pace licking my clit faster and faster while at the same time thrusting his fingers inside me. Suddenly I felt him hit that sweet spot inside me, my head lolled back and my legs started shaking uncontrollably.

"Look at me Lover." He demanded and I watched him move his mouth lower to lick my inner thigh as he hit the same spot with his fingers once, twice and as he sank his fangs into me I called his name as my orgasm crashed through my body. After drawing just a mouthful of my blood, Eric gently withdrew his fangs, licking the tiny wounds before moving back up to lick between my folds.

"Amazing…" He said, licking his fingers and lips as he stood up in front of me.

Before I could fully recover he lifted me from my half-sitting position and made quick work of both our remaining articles of clothing taking a step back when he finished. It was a clear night and moonlight was filtering through the trees outside my huge windows making it possible for me to appreciate Eric in all his naked glory. My eyes slowly left his to travel down his painfully perfect body, from his broad shoulders to his defined chest and abs, strong and beautiful at the same time. My eyes followed the light trail of hair leading down from his naval and I gasped at the size of his erection. Eric was similarly occupied, taking in my body with his eyes. He smiled when he heard my gasp, obviously used to getting this kind of reaction from women.

"I have never seen nor tasted anything as perfect as you Sookie." His eyes were dark with desire and I could feel myself getting wetter at the sight of him and at his words. In a flash Eric had me against the wall, my legs surrounding his waist and the head of his cock teasing my entrance.

"So wet for me Lover".

My hands tangled in his hair as he lifted me higher, bending down to kiss and lick my breasts one at time, sucking my nipples into his mouth and making me grind myself against him, forcing an inch of his dick inside me. His mouth found mine and he kissed me with abandon, slowly lowering me onto him, allowing my body time to get used to his size. I felt my pussy stretch to accommodate him and couldn't help but dig my nails into his back and shoulders at the incredible pleasure.

"You are so tight and hot." His words sent another jolt of pleasure through me and my pussy squeezed around him tighter making us both moan loudly. He started pumping in and out of me, pulling almost all the way out and teasing my entrance with the head of his cock as he pushed back in, all the while holding me firmly against the wall. I couldn't get enough of the incredible sensation of him buried inside me, filling me to perfection.

"So perfect." I whispered in his ear as I felt myself getting closer. He was spurred on by my words reaching a hand between us to rub my clit thrusting into me harder and faster as my moans became louder and louder. He kissed me hungrily, taking in the sounds escaping my lips.

"Eric!" I shouted, throwing my head back as the most powerful orgasm I have ever had spread through my body. Wave after wave of intense pleasure spread from my core and I was amazed to see the golden glow of my magic surround my body, glowing against his skin. I felt Eric's cock swell inside me as he thrust into me forcefully and roared in pleasure "Sookie! så bra!" causing a delicious after-shock to ripple through me.

Without allowing our bodies to separate Eric moved us to the sofa and sat down with me on his lap. He leaned his forehead against mine and traced his fingers very lightly up and down my thighs. "This is right." he said and I sighed in contentment running my fingers through his beautiful golden hair.

I excused myself and reluctantly lifted off of him to go to the bathroom to clean myself up a little. When I returned he was lying on his back, his head propped against a pillow making me congratulate myself on choosing such a huge sofa-bed for the living room even though it was a little too big for the space.

I contemplated putting on some clothes as I was suddenly a little cold and a little shy but decided against it, opting instead to grab my soft fleece blanket from the chaise longue before lying next to Eric and covering us both with the blanket.

"Thank you Lover, that was amazing. I cannot imagine anything more beautiful than your face when you came, engulfed in your magic."

"I had no idea it could be like this." I said quietly.

"Has this never happened to you before?" He asked gently.

"No, never. But I have never felt such pleasure before…"I whispered my response.

"That is nothing to be embarrassed about, älskare, I have never felt such pleasure before either." He told me softly as he lifted me towards him to place a soft kiss on my lips.

I had to tell him. There was no way around it, I didn't want to treat him like I did everyone else, constantly censoring myself, careful not to reveal my secret. I felt so safe lying in his arms and I put my trust in that feeling as I took a deep breath and sat up resting my chin on my knees. Eric moved into a sitting position facing me, wrapping the blanket around me.

"Eric, you were very curious before as to how I could hear the staff in the restaurant approaching even before you did." I said, trying to keep my voice light and even. He nodded, waiting for me to continue.

"Well, I didn't hear them, at least not with my ears. I heard their thoughts. I cannot hear vampires or fairies but I can hear human's thoughts, which is why I find it difficult to date them. Weres are a little harder to read but not impossible."

"You are a telepath?" I nodded.

"I have heard stories but have never actually met one. It is a very rare gift." His voice was full of wonder as he stood up gracefully, lifting me in his arms in a smooth, flowing motion. "Thank you for trusting me with your secret." He whispered in my ear as he carried me to the bed. He laid me gently under the covers, wrapping me in his arms and kissing me softly. As he gently caressed my body with his fingers I buried my face in his chest feeling myself drifting into sleep.

Here are the translations from French:

"Good evening Messieurs Dames, welcome. We are pleased to have you with us this evening. I am Gaston Jamard and I am the owner and Chef of this establishment. This is Didier, my sou-chef and this is Nathalie, your waitress for tonight."

"For you Miss Brigant, Tonight's menu is a tasting menu combining the rich cuisine typical of the 16th and 17th centuries and the advancement in technology and technique made in the past three centuries, and for you Mr. Northman we have a selection of unique delicacies which are only attainable using the wonders of modern cuisine, each course will of course be complimented by its accompanying drink. Please make yourselves comfortable and we will be returning with your first course very shortly."

"Mr. Jamard, We bid you good night. Dinner was excellent and I appreciate your willingness to accommodate us on such short notice. "

"Thank you Mr. Northman. It was a pleasure serving you and Miss Brigant. Good night and thank you for your visit."

And here are the translations from Swedish:

"Sookie! så bra!" – "Sookie! So good!"

Älskare – lover

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