So here it is - the (hopefully) long awaited chapter 8! I am really sorry it took so long but it could not be helped…

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My incredible husband was a huge help in writing this one and you all have him to thank for the lemony goodness in this chapter. Since it's an Eric POV I seriously could not have done it without him. Thank you R! I love you!

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I just wanted to clarify, as some of you mentioned it in your reviews, that although this is an SVM story, I am basing Eric's maker in this story on TB's Godric (although 'my' Godric is quite different in some respects).

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

Unexpected – Chapter 8

I woke, hard and restless. It is not unusual for a young vampire to be sexually aroused when they wake, since feeding and sex are so closely related for vampires, and young vampires are extremely hungry when they wake, but I am not a young vampire by any stretch of the imagination. And yet here I was, craving Sookie's body and blood, barely maintaining my control. I picked up my phone from its docking station on the nightstand and quickly dialed her number, which I made sure to acquire last night while she was resting. I also entered my number on her phone with a picture I hoped she would appreciate. She answered almost immediately, and I was greeted with the melodious sound of her voice. "Hello," she said, sounding surprised and slightly breathless. "Hello lover, did I wake you?" I smiled as I heard her pulse quicken. "No, I woke up a few minutes ago, thank you for the picture, it's…breathtaking. But the sun is still up, how are you up so early?"

"The ability to rise early is one of the benefits of being so old and in my case it might be enhanced with a natural tendency, I'm not sure, for the past two centuries I have been able to rise well before the sun sets…" I let my voice trail off before I continued in a lower voice "Tell me Sookie, what are you wearing?" she gasped and stayed silent for a second or two before she answered quietly, her voice barely louder than a whisper. "A robe, I just got out of the shower, what are you wearing Eric?" I groaned at her words, unable to refrain from stroking my cock as I thought about her perfect, beautiful body. "I never dress for bed, lover." Her moan was barely audible but of course I heard it. "Will you do something for me?" I asked as I worked my length up and down, slightly squeezing and teasing the tip with my thumb with each upward movement. "Touch those beautiful breasts for me lover" I was half commanding, half pleading with her to join me as I wasn't sure I could bring myself to stop. I could hear the soft thud of the robe hitting the floor and her heart hammering in her chest as she apparently did as I asked. I was desperate for her touch, wanting, needing to be inside her, to hear my name roll off of her beautiful lips, but I could not leave my bedroom. "Are you wet for me lover? I am achingly hard for you, come to me lover…" I wasn't quite sure what I was asking of her as I moved my hand faster and harder up and down my cock, listening to her muffled moans when suddenly she spoke, her voice urgent. "What is your address Eric?" I took an unnecessary breath before I answered, trying to keep my voice steady. "Place des Vosges 7, first door on the right." I felt a jolt of pure lust when she said, "I'll be there in 5 minutes, can you buzz me in without exposing yourself to the sun?" My cock twitched at the prospect of seeing her so soon. "Yes, I can." I could hear a door opening and the ruffling sound of a garment being pulled out of the closet. "Wait for me Eric, I won't be long." Lust was coursing through me and I was consumed with my need for her. "I will wait for you, lover, as long as it takes," I said as I sat on the edge of the bed, grasping for control. She hung up and I willed myself to sit there, motionless, my body begging for release. Strictly speaking, I was not bound by human limitations and could climax over and over again without requiring any time to recover but Sookie wanted me to wait and I had every intention of complying with her wishes.

I did not have much time when I arrived home this morning. I checked my e-mails, making sure everything was in order, and sent a quick message to my personal assistant, informing her where I left my car and that I expected it back in Paris by sunset. I also made arrangements for Sookie's dinner, and a few other items, to be delivered right after sunset.

I quickly showered and was just toweling my hair when the security console next to the bedroom door chimed. I touched the screen and Sookie's beautiful face came into view. "I am on the 4th floor, I will leave the apartment door unlocked" I said, letting her inside the building and remotely unlocking the front door. I waited impatiently for her to climb the stairs until I heard her open the door. "Eric?" She was in my living room, and I could already smell her sweet scent, so close. "Follow my voice, lover," I said and heard her take off her boots before she moved down the hall, dropping her coat on the floor when she reached my bedroom door. Her scent engulfed me as she stepped over the threshold and gasped, taking in my naked form. Very faint light was streaming through the hall from the living room, illuminating her figure from behind. She was wearing a dark blue wrap dress made from a soft, clingy material that draped over her curves gracefully. She stood a few steps away from me and slowly pulled on the sash surrounding her waist, allowing the dress to fall at her feet. She was hauntingly beautiful, her hair flowing around her in soft waves, accentuating her milky white skin and the smooth contours of her painfully perfect body.

I got impossibly harder at the sight of her and within seconds I had her in my arms kissing her hungrily. Her hands tangled in my hair pulling me closer as I lifted her up, her legs wrapping around my waist.

I moved us to the bed, laying her down against the pillows breaking our kiss to allow her to take a necessary breath. The scent of her arousal was permeating the air and I was quickly losing what little control I had left. Her hand moved between us and she stroked me, slowly and deliberately. Her eyes were a stormy ocean and I wanted nothing more than to drown in them losing all sense of time and self.

I moved my hand down her body, admiring the impossible smoothness of her skin and her perfectly shaped, full, round breasts. Sookie increased the pace of her strokes and I moved to lick her nipples, letting my hands trail further down into her soft, wet curls. I gently moved my finger down her slit, tracing her lips and parting them, allowing my finger to lightly brush her clit. She moaned, pushing against my hand and I slid my finger inside her, feeling how wet and warm she was. I groaned at the sensation and started pumping my finger in and out of her tight pussy. She was moaning and mewling, driving me wild, and her hot little hand around my cock lost its rhythm, moving more and more erratically as I pumped faster and harder. She was lost in her pleasure, her eyes tightly shut, and I could feel the light tremors running through her. I halted my movement, curling my finger and pressed lightly on the small button hidden inside her. Her eyes popped open and she shouted out in ecstasy, her hands clutching the sheets. I lifted her up to a sitting position sinking my fangs into the soft flesh between her shoulder and her neck and she screamed out my name. I felt her pussy clamp down and her cum dripping down my hand. I quickly retracted my fangs and lifted her up, impaling her on my hard, waiting cock. Her wet pussy welcomed me, letting me slide inside her slick warmth in one smooth stroke. "Oh Eric…yes…mmmm…" she whispered in my ear spurring me on and I started to move her up and down my length, looking down to watch myself disappear inside her. I lifted my head back to watch her beautiful face, feeling her walls squeezing me tightly. "You feel so good inside me…more…I want…" The last shred of control inside me was gone at hearing her words and I moved her faster and harder, biting her again, drawing her sweet blood into my mouth. "Eric!" I felt her come around me and I thrust twice more inside her, my release hitting my entire body at once. " OH, Sookie!" I yelled, forcing myself to maintain my position so I wouldn't drop Sookie to the floor. I really did not know how to interpret what was happening between us, I have thoroughly explored the realm of carnal pleasures in my long existence and I thought I had experienced and enjoyed everything there was to discover, but the pure, unadulterated bliss I experienced with Sookie was definitely new to me and I was at a loss trying to explain it. I lay back on the bed, caressing Sookie in my arms and ran my fingers up and down her back until I felt her heartbeat settle into a steady rhythm. "Good evening, lover." I smiled at her, unable to tear my eyes away from the open, unguarded expression on her face. She was such a study in contradiction, so sophisticated and elegant, her eyes wise beyond her years, yet so innocent and young looking at the same time.

"Good evening, Eric" she said shyly, and I was at a loss to understand how she could go from vixen to demure in a heartbeat. "Your dinner will be here at sunset. Would you like us to take a bath in the meantime?"

"Yes, a bath sounds amazing…"

"Very well, wait here, I will come and get you in a minute" I said and went into the bathroom. I quickly set the water temperature and added a few drops of mandarin oil.

When I returned to the room I picked Sookie up from the bed and she snuggled into my chest. I deposited her in the water sliding behind her. She rested her head on my chest sighing quietly and I could not suppress my own sigh at the feeling of her body against mine in the warm fragrant water.

I licked her ear, blowing on it gently and whispered, "You are so fascinating, lover." I watched mesmerized as her nipples hardened into pink peaks. I couldn't help but try to remember the last time I enjoyed the company of a woman this much, but I came up empty. She was unique.

I poured some bath oil on my hands and slowly smoothed it over her breasts and stomach, rubbing small circles over her skin and causing her to sink even further against me, relaxing into my embrace. We stayed like that for a while, neither of us wishing to disturb the comfortable silence between us.

As the sun set and the water started to cool down I got out of the bath, helping Sookie out and wrapping her in my bath robe that went all the way down to her feet. I deftly soaked the water from my hair and skin with a towel. The security console chimed and I headed back to the bedroom, and buzzed the young human, carrying a large package from Le Notre, in, directing him to my floor. "I will be right back," I said, and she nodded, smiling as she sat on the edge of the bed gently patting her hair with the towel I dropped on the bed. I pulled on a pair of dark jeans and headed for the door. I tipped the human and locked the door, laying the package on the kitchen counter. I quickly uncorked the wine, setting it on the counter to breathe before returning to the bedroom.

I was disappointed to find Sookie already dressed and I suppose I did not conceal it well since she chuckled, laying her hand against my chest. "Don't pout, I really want to see the rest of the apartment and I don't think that's going to happen as long as we're naked." I brought her hand up to my lips, kissing her softly. "Regrettably, you are right." I pulled a light blue sweater over my head not bothering with socks and shoes as I loved the feeling of the warn wood under my feet. Sookie obviously felt the same as she chose to remain barefoot as well. The apartment was well heated so there really was no need to dress warm. "May I use your brush?" she asked, picking it up from the dresser. "Of course," I said, smirking at her as I caught her eyeing my ass in the mirror when I bent down to pick up the towels from the bed. I quickly hung the towels in the bathroom and returned to the room, standing behind her. "May I?" I asked her reaching my hand out for the brush. She nodded and handed me the brush with a questioning look. She seemed surprised when I started brushing her hair gently and her eyes closed for a moment. I was watching our reflection in the mirror, our skin tones were almost identical and I noticed her small frame fit perfectly with my large one. The contrast, usually so evident, between the undead and the living was practically nonexistent. We looked like we belonged together. My musings were interrupted by Sookie's stomach quietly protesting.

"I apologize, lover, you are hungry, and I have been remiss as a host, satisfying my needs and neglecting yours," I said, putting the brush back on the dresser.

"I can hardly claim to be unsatisfied," she grinned at me, "Although I seem to have worked up quite an appetite…but I also really want to see the apartment." I smiled, leading her out of the bedroom, "I think I can offer a solution to your dilemma, you can tour the apartment slowly, and have your dinner at the same time. How does first course in the living room sound? We can work our way back to the bedroom for dessert…" She nodded, her alabaster skin tinged with a very faint blush. "That sounds like a plan." We made our way to the living room and I moved into the kitchen, where I quickly and expertly arranged Sookie's dinner on several large plates.

"Are the floors original?" Sookie asked, bubbling with excitement. I couldn't help but chuckle at her obvious enthusiasm. "Yes, they have been refinished recently, not for the first time obviously, but never replaced." She bent down, almost caressing the floor boards with her fingers and I was struck with an overwhelming urge to press myself against her incredible ass.

"I have never seen so many original features in a Paris apartment of this age, outside the context of a museum. this place is unbelievable!" She said, moving to the other side of the living room to admire the fireplace. I heated one of Etienne's bloods and poured it into a large wine glass. I was not hungry, but I wanted Sookie to feel comfortable. I carried the glass and one of Sookie's plates to the dining table and went back to the kitchen to grab the rest of the things I needed to set the table. "I truly enjoyed this period's style and I tried to maintain and preserve it instead of replacing it with newer elements. Concessions obviously had to be made in the interest of modernity, but even when retrofitting the baths and adding the open plan kitchen, I tried to maintain the original feel of the apartment." I poured the white wine into Sookie's glass and pulled out a chair, gesturing for her to sit down. "I am awestruck; you did very, very well…" I smiled, sitting across the table from her. "I am glad you approve, I hope the food is to your liking." I raised an eyebrow in question. "It looks amazing, do you want to tell me about it or should I just guess my way through?" Her smile was mischievous and she raised her eyebrow reflecting my expression back to me. "It is an assortment of Hors d'œuvré from Le Notre, the entrées are a shrimp and grapefruit salad, crudités of fresh seasonal vegetables, Saint-Jacque tartar in lobster sauce and a macadamia tuile, Royal foie gras and duck confit, Tail fried prawns with mixed herbs and radish, Scallop Ceviche, roasted lamb with coriander, almonds and grapes, and Norwegian smoked salmon, which I added since it is similar to the food I ate when I was human." The dishes were very small, almost bite sized and I hoped the variety would not be overwhelming. "Sounds delicious…" Sookie said, and started sampling the different dishes, moaning in pleasure and licking her fingers, and I again marveled at my reaction to her enjoyment of food. I did not mind human food or watching humans eat but I was indifferent to it. Watching Sookie eat was, however, a pure erotic experience which I could not get enough of. After nibbling her way through most of the 'dishes' she wiped her hands clean with the cloth napkin, setting it beside her plate. "The food is perfect and so is the wine. For someone who doesn't date you are very good at it, in fact I am pretty sure you are spoiling me for other men…" Her smile radiated warmth and I felt a distinct pang of jealousy at the thought of her with another man, even a theoretical one. "Would you like to listen to some music while you eat?" She nodded and I moved to the far wall of the room, quickly inserting a CD into the sound system. The sounds of Bach's double violin concerto filtered through the apartment as I sat back at the table, taking the chair next to Sookie. "Oh, I love this concerto, Bach is one of my favorites," she said and I smiled, stealing a quick kiss from her lips. "mmm…you taste of the sea…I have always admired Bach, it is a sign of the obtuseness of his contemporaries that his genius as a composer was only recognized centuries after his death."

"I know, it's so strange…Did you ever hear him play?" Her easy acceptance of my age was refreshing and I did not feel the need to 'contemporize' myself like I mostly did in the company of humans. "I did, once, he was a gifted player." Seeing that Sookie was apparently done with her entrées I stood up, "Shall we continue our tour?" Sookie stood gracefully and followed me down the hall to the library. "Eric, this is so beautiful! If I had a library like this I would never leave the house." She was walking around the room, running her hands along the rows of books covering the walls, occasionally pausing to admire one of her favorites. I had always loved reading, and acquired a rather impressive collection over the past few centuries; My Paris library contained mostly French authors and books although there were also a few shelves of Latin and Italian. "I will be right back," I said and returned to the kitchen, taking the second plate out of the oven, where I left it to heat while Sookie was eating her first course, and loading a tray with a second set of utensils from the kitchen island, pouring red wine into a glass and adding it to the tray. I returned to the library, where Sookie was still wandering happily among the books and set the plate on a small side table next to the sofa. We sat down on the large comfortable sofa and Sookie gasped when she saw the plate. "Eric, I am only one person, why did you order so much food?" I laughed, running my fingers through my hair. "I did not know what you would like but I knew you would need to keep your strength up so I ordered a little of everything…" She laughed and shook her head at me. "For the main course you have Chicken tagliatelle in morel mushroom sauce, Cod fillet on creamy polenta, beef fillet and confit ravioli with fondant carrots and Brussels sprouts, Veal tenderloin, mashed potatoes, soy beans and artichoke hearts, and Lobster medallion on a bed of vanilla mashed sweet potato." I could see that she was curious about some of the dishes I described and was assured of her approval when she again started moaning appreciatively, making my already hard cock twitch in response. My resolve to allow her to finish her meal was being tested so I tried to distract myself. "What do you usually read Sookie? Do you have a favorite author, or a genre that you prefer?" she put her fork down, touching her napkin to her mouth before laying it back on her knees. "That is a very difficult question, as I am something of a bookworm. I read many genres, 'serious' fiction, historical novels, fantasy and science fiction, even romantic novels when the mood strikes. I don't think there are 'superior' genres, only good or bad books. I love everything by Gabriel Garcia Marquez but also everything by Isaac Asimov. I obviously adore Jane Austin but Sherlock Holmes is my favorite detective. It's not that I like everything I read but I am rather open-minded and can appreciate good writing wherever it is found." I grinned at her, nodding emphatically. "I couldn't agree more, I am also an insatiable reader and I too ignore the distinction between high and low brow literature as it is artificial and unjust. I love Marquez as well and enjoy science fiction occasionally, although I can't say that I am well versed. Dante is amongst my favorites along with Swift, Chekov, Melville and Hesse to name but a few. I have recently read and enjoyed Ursula K. Le-guin's 'The Dispossesed'." Sookie's eyes lit up and her grin matched mine. "I love her! 'The left hand of darkness' is one of my all time favorites. I like most of Romain Gary's books, especially 'Les Cerfs-volants', Bulgakov's 'The master and Margarita', 'The Lord of the Rings' and the 'Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy'. I could probably go on all night…" I could not decide what was more enchanting, her beauty or her intellect, she was amazing and I was under her spell. I moved closer to her on the sofa, lifting the napkin from her lap. "Are you finished eating? Would you like to see the guest bedrooms now?" She took my hand and we both stood up. She pulled me down to plant a soft kiss on my lips. "I am, and I would," she said and I led her out of the library and into the first door on the right. "This is the room Pam usually uses when she stays here, it reflects her tastes perfectly." The walls were covered with patterned wallpaper in soft pastels, matching the aubusson rug and the layers of floral fabric draped around the white four poster bed. The room had a walk-in closet and a white, mirrored vanity, with a plush upholstered bench, stood next to the large, heavily curtained windows. Sookie moved around the room, admiring the fabrics and colors. "Pam definitely has good taste, this room is stunning!"

"I will be sure to tell her you said that, she is quite proud of her discerning tastes." We crossed the hall into the room on the left, my hand resting on the small of Sookie's back. "And this is the room Godric uses when he visits." It was very different from the room we just left although the colors were light as well. The curtains were white and sheer and the bed was covered with bright white linens. The bed, night stand, and armoire were made from a light blond wood. There were a few dark green and brown pillows strewn across the bed and a large sand colored chair stood beside the bed. "It seems that you all have very good taste, this room is so…peaceful, relaxing." I smiled, wrapping her in my arms. "I feel the same way. I know you haven't seen the guest bathroom yet but I really want you to explore the master bedroom more thoroughly, do you mind finishing the tour later?"

She shook her head no and I lifted her in my arms and carried her back to my bedroom setting her down on the bed. She immediately held out her hand halting me mid-motion on my way to join her. Her smile was playful and full of promise as she lifted a finger, twirling it in a circular motion, signaling that she wished for me to turn around. "Would you please take off your pants?" she asked and I slowly peeled the jeans off gratified by the quickening of her pulse at the sight. "And your sweater?" I pulled it off slowly, still facing away from her and she sighed in appreciation. "You are so beautiful…" I chuckled at her wistful tone. "May I turn around now lover? I do have other assets on the other side…" I turned around to see a light blush coloring her cheeks and I smirked. "I was referring to my face of course." She laughed appreciatively and crooked her finger in a 'come hither' motion, her eyes dark and hooded with lust. I stepped forward and she scooted to the edge of the bed, sitting on her knees. She trailed her fingers lightly over my chest and abdomen, kissing her way down from my naval to my straining erection. She wrapped her fingers around my cock and I moaned loudly.

Sookie looked straight into my eyes, a naughty expression on her face, before lowering her gaze to my cock, throbbing in her hand. She stared at it for a few long seconds before softly pressing her beautiful, petal shaped lips to the tip.

My dick reacted with a small jolt pushing against her hand and mouth. Sookie stared at it with interest and then took me by surprise when she lifted it up against my body and licked me with a soft, open tongue all the way from my balls to the head of my cock, pulling a loud groan from deep inside of me.

I was extremely aroused watching her pleasure me in this manner and even the slightest movement of her tongue on me sent ripples of pleasure through my body and down to my toes.

I scrambled inwardly to regain my control and looked down to see Sookie watching my dick with fascination. A drop of pre-cum had escaped it and Sookie slowly advanced towards it open mouthed. She took the head in her mouth, gently sucking on it, apparently relishing my taste. I growled, tangling my hand in her hair, careful not to push her forward. I ached for her to take me in her mouth but I did not want her to feel I was pressuring her into anything. She slowly moved her mouth, taking me further in until I could feel her throat. She started moving up and down my length in an increasing pace, using one of her hands to stroke the part of me she couldn't reach with her mouth while the other caressed my balls gently. "Sookie," I moaned out her name, and she tightened her hold on me moving both her hand and her mouth up and down my dick, squeezing my sensitive dome with her fingers.

Her movements slowed down letting me know she was getting tired, whether because she was unaccustomed to my size or simply not very experienced I did not know, and now was not the time to inquire. I pulled back, kneeling in front of the bed and kissing Sookie deeply and passionately before flipping her over to stand on her hands and knees on the bed. I rolled the hem of her dress slowly up to reveal first her beautiful legs and thighs and then her luscious round ass and her pussy, glistening wet with her arousal. "So fucking beautiful," I said in low voice enjoying the soft moan that escaped her in response to my words. I mimicked her movement from before, passing my tongue in a broad upward motion from her clit to her entrance and she shuddered, clutching the sheets and moaning loudly. I flicked her clit lightly before spreading her lips with my tongue, thrusting it inside her. This angle allowed me to lick her clit while the delicious taste of her sweet pussy dripped on the back of my tongue. "Eric, please…" She pleaded and I pushed a finger inside her, making her buck against my hand. I flicked my finger against her sweet spot and she shouted my name. I pulled out my finger and rubbed my cock against her folds, turning her frustrated sigh into an excited moan. I quickly disrobed her, throwing her shredded dress to the floor, and she moved wildly against me, moaning uncontrollably. I put my hand on her ass to steady her movements and positioned my cock at her entrance. I pushed against her, feeling her flesh resist for a second before it yielded and I was inside her, sheathing myself in her heat. "Eric!" she screamed, arching her back and pushing against me and I felt my control slipping again. I started pumping in and out of her beautiful body and she threw her head back her hair flying around her. "More…" she whispered and something inside me snapped. I roared, grabbing her waist and thrusting inside her harder and faster than before. "Yes, yes, yes, oh Eric, god yes!" I pulled her up to stand on her knees, snaking my hand around her waist to circle her clit with my fingers as I bit her long, elegant neck. "Oh yes! Eric!" she tensed as she came around me, her magic flooding the room, and I exploded inside her as her blood filled my mouth.

I moved us to a lying position in the center of the bed, spooning Sookie from behind as I licked her wound closed. She snuggled into my body and sighed in contentment as I pulled the covers around us. "Mmm...I don't think I know words that can do that justice" I smiled although she couldn't see it, and moved her hair so I could lick her ear lobe, making her shiver. "I am fluent in over a hundred languages but I tend to agree with you there lover." We lay there quietly for a while, basking in the spectacular afterglow until I heard Sookie's heartbeat steady and her breathing even out. I held her for a while longer, before getting out of bed and making my way to the library. I needed to talk to someone about Sookie. I needed some of my questions answered and Godric was the only one who might be able to help.

I am almost done with chapter 9, I just need a little more inspiration… and you all know that reviews are inspiration right?

I am still looking for someone interested in helping with Swedish translations so please, if any of you feel they would like a sneak preview of the story (mostly of the lemons) and are fluent in Swedish, I will be thrilled to hear from you.

Some links and information on this chapter:

As I am sure any of you who have been to Paris are aware (and probably those of you who haven't as well), Place des Vosges is a real place. It is the oldest planned square in Paris and was built in the early 17th century. It is a very popular place to sit in the summer, enjoying the sun (As Parisians love to do) or if you're like me, sitting in the cool shade of the trees having a perfect cone of Ice cream from Pozzetto, which is unequivocally the best in Paris no matter what you might hear about Berthillon.

For any of you who intend on visiting Paris sometimes in the near future here is their information: www(dot)pozzetto(dot)biz/

Also, I needed inspiration for all the food descriptions in this chapter which I easily found here: www(dot)lenotre(dot)fr/ - they are situated not far from Place des Vosges and their food is simply beautiful…