OMVG! Thanks to all of you for the great reviews. I just may have to write ESN more often!

Ok, here comes the good part. Hold on tight. All Hail the Northman! That Viking can satisfy a remarkably large chunk of the global female populous all on his own ;-)

I do not own any of the characters from Southern Vampire Mysteries. They all belong to Charlaine Harris. Bless her for sharing them with us.

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We made it as far as the front steps of Eric's house before he was on me again, his hard body pressing me against the door. In a millisecond, his hands were cupping my butt and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Our lips met beginning one of his steamy, world class kisses. Dear god! This guy wrote the book on kissing. If he didn't...he should have.

Despite his body rubbing against me, I was starting to get cold.

"Eric, it's cold out here."

He set me down and opened the door, leading me inside. He was grinning from ear to ear.

"Come lover, I have many ideas on how to warm you up."

Snatching me up in his arms, we barreled up the stairs to his room. My coat pooling on the floor at my feet, I stood there for a moment while he fondled me with his eyes.

"Sookie, you are heavenly. My ambrosia, my addiction."

He moved closer, his chest pressing against my aching breasts. He rubbed his thumb across my lips.

"I want you.

Along my neck.

"I need you."

Over my breast.

"You are mine."

His tongue darted in my mouth, dancing with mine as his hands moved along my sides. Every part of me came alive with his touch. I tugged at the hem of his shirt, pushing it up over his chest. I ran my fingertips through the indents of his muscles, squeezing his hard nipples. He moaned into my mouth before pulling away to yank the shirt over his head. His white skin shimmering in front of me, I grabbed his shoulders, scraping them with my nails.

Pushing himself closer to me, we fell backwards onto the bed, his body blanketed over mine. I wriggled beneath him feeling his hardness growing larger, pressing against my leg through his jeans. His mouth went down to my breast, sucking my nipple through the lacy cup of my bra. I struggled to undo the clasp. I wanted to feel him against my skin.

Eric shared my desire to free myself, reaching down and tearing the fabric from my body. I had a feeling that bra would never make it out of this room alive. His whole mouth was on my breast now, suckling me. He bit down softly around my nipple, drawing out my blood. I gasped and threw my head back.

"Oh Eric!"

"Remember that name, lover. You will be using it a lot tonight."

He grinned at me, waggling his eyebrows before resuming his exploration of me, his cool tongue licking lines down my belly. Both hands stroked my thighs, rolling my stockings down, slipping my shoes from my feet. He stopped for a moment with a wicked gleam in his eye. He snatched my shoes off the floor and once again secured them on my feet.

"Keep these on. You'll be needing them."

I wasn't sure what he had planned for my shoes, but I didn't care. I was anxious to get him out of his pants and reached down, fumbling with his belt. I undid the button on his jeans, listening to the scrape of his zipper as I pulled it down. God bless this man and his aversion to underwear! My hand found it's way down to grab hold and stoke his hard, long length. I hadn't called it a 'gracious plenty' for nothing! Wrapping my legs around him, I used my thighs to push his jeans down over his hips. He gave me a surprised look.

"My, aren't we enterprising this evening."

He kicked them the rest of the way off his legs and across the room. His mouth found it's way back between my legs to my already soaking wet mound. He licked gently, teasing me through the fabric before winding the elastic around one finger. With a quick tug, the small triangle of lace was gone. I felt a cool breeze blow across my nub before Eric took it into his mouth sucking, teasing, pulling it gently with his teeth. My body pulsed with excitement. I felt my climax building up in my center, beginning to send shocks down my legs.

Two cool fingers slipped into me, his thumb replacing his mouth, swirling magically around my nub. I grabbed his blond hair pulling his face to mine just in time to meet our lips as I clenched my muscles around his fingers, meeting my release with waves of golden bliss.

I was given only a minute of rest before Eric grabbed me off the bed, carrying me down the stairs to the foyer. He set me on the floor next to the staircase, placing my hands on the banister.

"Stay here, I'll only be a moment."

Before I could think that leaving me there right now was terribly poor timing, he was back with a black box in his hand. He opened it, revealing a pair of fuzzy red handcuffs. Oh lord! He's got to be kidding me. Where does he come up with this stuff?

"I had these made especially for you. Titanium alloy so you will not break free. I had the fur wrapped on them so as not to bruise your skin."

He kissed me on the cheek. Grabbing both of my hands in one of his, he moved them up higher on the handrail. He wrapped the cuffs around the top, circling them around one rail and securing them to each of my wrists. I now understood the purpose for my shoes remaining on.

Writhing my bottom against his strong thighs, he cupped my breasts and began rolling my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. I could feel myself growing wet again wanting nothing more than to feel him push into me. His gracious plenty was growing harder against my backside, while I wiggled myself at him practically begging him to take me. Instead he let go of one breast and slid two fingers through my wet, throbbing folds and up to my already aching nub.

"Oh please Eric, please!"

I was damn near screaming at him, rocking my body back and forth across his fingertips. My second release was tugging at me, dying to rocket through my body. I groaned when Eric pulled his fingers from me, replacing them with his shaft, thrusting himself into me to the hilt. His pace was slow, entering me completely and then pulling all the way out to the tip. Each time he drove back in, he hit my spot. I was shaking my head wildly with each of his thrusts. I could feel him growing thicker inside of me as he increased his pace.

"Eric! Oh Fuck. Oh FUUUUCK YES!"

I was pounding my body back against his, meeting each frantic thrust with a frenzy of my own. I was climbing up towards my peak again, desperately grasping for it while he blasted his way into me. He gripped my hips and I felt his hands tense against my skin, both of our orgasms ripping through our bodies sending surges back and forth through our bond.

I dropped forward and was all but hanging from the handrail before Eric scooped me up, releasing me from my bonds. He slumped into the corner pulling me into his lap. I snuggled into his chest, inhaling his smell and kissing him on his collarbone.

"That was...interesting. I don't think I would have ever thought that up on my own."

He was laughing and spinning the handcuffs around on his finger.

"That's only the beginning lover. It wasn't easy to get these made. I want to get some more use out of them. Let's go upstairs and see if you can reach the shower head."

With a glint in his eye he was streaking up the stairs again(literally) carrying me over his shoulder. I licked my lips as I glanced down at his world class butt. It really was going to be a long night.