A/N: So here is the meeting. Sookie is way out of her comfort zone here. But don't worry we are almost home and the real fun can begin!

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Chapter 8

"Well that went better than expected." The incredulous look on Sookie's face almost made me laugh, but the I noticed the way she was cradling her arm. I gently took it to assess the damage. It wasn't broken, but it was severely bruised. Seeing her in pain made the beast in me rage. I notice that Vincent has reentered the ballroom, but he is wisely stationed himself as far from me as he can get. What is unwise is how he will not stop staring at my Sookie. I am in control of my anger until he has the fucking gall to lick his fangs and then look at me and smile. Does this boy have any idea who he is fucking with? I am more than three times his age and I am itching to rip into him. I let out a low warning growl as I become dangerously close to losing control. If he thinks I will not end him just because there are so many witnesses he is so very mistaken.

My grip on Sookie's arm must have tightened in my rage and she let out a small whimper. I immediately release her and wipe away the single tear that has run down her cheek.

"I am sorry Sookie, he will not touch you again. But if it helps at all, the blood you took from me has healing properties and any evidence of this will be gone by morning." She gave me a small smile and nodded. I pricked my finger on one of my fangs and squeezed out a large drop of blood and offered it to her.

"Take this, it will take away the pain until it heals." she blushes that sweet little blush of hers wraps her hot little mouth around my finger and sucks lightly. I could feel it all the way in my cock and I let out a low growl. Sookie giggled and swirled her tongue around the tip of my finger before pulling her mouth away. Gods, she was maddening, I do not think she was even aware of just how sexy she was. I could tell that both Pam and Stavi were dripping with envy, and even Xi-Lao who was a strict lover of men, was fascinated with her. What was it about this girl that seemed to draw vampires to her? I will need to be especially diligent if I am going to keep her safe.

"Thank you Eric." I pull her to me and nuzzle my lips against her neck.

"You can repay me later." I whisper in her ear and I can feel her shiver against me. I know that we are still being watched so I do not pull away. I draw her even closer her to and take the chance to give her one more warning about what she tonight.

"Prepare yourself little one. There will be other humans present, but they are little more than dinner. Vampire are driven by impulse and you may see things that make you uncomfortable. You must stay calm and not react to it. Can you do this?" She nods.

"I will have to treat you like any other pet, I will not be cruel, but you may not like the things I must do. Please promise you will not stay angry at me for too long." she sees the serious expression on my face and realizes I was in no way joking. She takes a deep breath and I can see the determination in her eyes. She is so strong for one so innocent. I cannot help but be proud of her.

We are interrupted by another royal entourage. The Queen of Maine, a tall, slender vampiress with mocha skin and very striking features leads them. Her hair is very short, just this side of being completely bald and she is one of the few women that can make that look attractive. Her royal blue dress is encrusted with jewels along the bodice and has a long train that is being carried by two young human women. Behind them two guards stand at attention.

"Queen Gizelle, it has been to long. How have things been in Maine?

"Things have been just wonderful Viking, how fares Minnesota?

"Quiet, I am looking forward to returning. You should visit soon, Rasul has missed you I think." I give her a smirk. Rasul was her childe and head of nighttime security at my royal estate.

"Of course he has…Now Viking, who is this?" she gestures to Sookie.

"This is Sookie, she is my new pet. Sookie, this is Gizelle Trenholm, the Queen of Maine. Say hello Little one."

"It's very nice to meet you Your Majesty."

"So much fuss over one little girl, Richard really needs better control over his childe…though I can see her appeal. Will you be sharing her later?"

"No, Sookie is new, I will be keeping her to myself for now."

"A shame, maybe when I visit then."

"I look forward to it." The doors to the Royal Chamber opened and a gong sounded letting us know the meeting was about to begin. Gizelle took my arm that was not around Sookie and led is towards the doors.

"Well, come now, let us get this meeting over with, I am in the mood for fun. Say what you will about him, but Richard does throw the best parties. You will still be playing won't you? You are too tense, you need a good fuck to loosen you up Eric."

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SPOV

Oh My God, I don't know how I am going to make it through this. The reality of the situation is starting to hit me and I have no choice but to be a good little girl. I know Eric said he didn't want to treat me like this, but it still hurts. I have to literally bite my tongue each and every time Eric is asked to share me or to give 'just a little taste.' And I am so sick of being sniffed by every vampire I pass. There must be somewhere near 30 vamps and a dozen or so humans in the Royal chamber all waiting for this meeting to start. We make our way inside and I notice we stay near the exit which is just fine by me.

I watch the scene around me very carefully, I am starting to see that vampires are very formal, there is a protocol for everything and everyone seemed to know their place. It was fascinating and I had so many questions for Eric to answer when we were alone. The King entered the room from a door near the back and came to sit on a honest to goodness throne that sat on a raised dais. I guess I thought the whole royal titles thing was more of a formality, but they were quite serious. Standing just behind the right shoulder of King Richard was Vincent. He was still staring at me like a kid in a candy store…with no money. I would almost feel sorry for him if he didn't scare the ever lovin' shit out of me.

As the last of the vampires entered the room, the doors were closed and the king took his scepter(yes he has a fucking scepter, all he needs is a crown and robe to complete the look) and struck it against the marble floor.

"Please be seated." he commanded.

It was then that I noticed there weren't near enough chairs for all the people present. The guards took up places along the walls, never straying far from their respective monarchs. The humans were sitting on the floor at the feet of their masters. 'oh hell no!'

"You must kneel Sookie." It was Pam who spoke, well rather whispered this to me. It was the first thing she had said since we had left the hotel room. I had almost forgotten she was with us. I looked to Eric and he gave me a pointed glare, looked to the floor, and then looked back at me. I opened my mouth to speak and his glare deepened. I sank to knees at his feet. I knew that it was for show, to actually sit there like a child, a dog, a fucking pet, cut deeper than I expected it to. I had been raised by my Gran to be strong and never back down, to hold my head up high and respect myself. What would she think seeing me like this now, cowering on the floor while Eric would stroke my hair or run his fingers along my neck. I felt disgusted.

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I tried to pay attention to the conversation around me, but after about 10 minutes of political bla bla bla and I began to zone out. Thought about what I had been through in just the last 24 hours and wanted desperately to just curl into a ball and cry until I couldn't anymore. Then I began to think about my new situation with Eric. He seemed genuine, like he really wanted to help me, but what was he getting out of all of this. Was I expected to be at his beck and call, dinner and sex whenever he wanted. I didn't think I could do that, but wasn't I in his debt, he certainly didn't have to do this for me. He could have just taken whatever he wanted from me earlier and turned me over to Vincent. I am sure this is what the king expected would happen tonight.

It was then that I began to wonder just what else was expected of me tonight. I remembered what the Queen of Maine had asked Eric about playing at the party later, said he needed a good fuck…oh. Oh! He couldn't think I would be Ok with something like that. I was a virgin for goodness sake! Not that I wasn't curious about what being with him would be like, but I was emphatically opposed doing that or anything close to that in a room full of people, especially ones that thought nothing of swapping their humans around like party favors. 'Oh Jesus give me strength. 'I was wrenched from my thoughts by the sound of the king striking his scepter against the floor again.

"Now, please, enjoy the rest of the night." The Kind struck his scepter one more time and the atmosphere in the room instantly changed.

One minute I was kneeling on the floor, the next I was in Eric's lap, his face buried in my neck. He began to kiss and lick the sensitive skin there and I would have been in heaven if I was not it what seemed like my own personal hell.

"Just play along Little one, we will not be much longer. Let the rest fall away, it's just you and me." he whispered to me and then in a louder voice he spoke to Pam in some language I couldn't understand. They went back and forth for a minute, all the while Eric was rubbing his hands along my thighs, up my sides. His fingers began to toy with the neckline of my dress, brushing the tops of breasts. I chanced a look around the room and found that what Eric was doing to me was quite tame compared to several others. Humans and vampires were in various states of undress. Not five feet from where we sat, two human girls were naked from the waist up, making out in a frenzy as they stroked and teased by three male vampires. It didn't take lone before they were totally naked and I had to look away.

I peeked towards the throne across the room. The king was still sitting there, a man knelt between his knees and when I realized what he was doing my eyes shot upwards and connected with Vincent's. He was standing stock still save for one thing. He was stroking himself through his pants, the same expression of longing and wrath he had had on his face this whole time. A petite redhead sauntered up to him and began to kiss his neck and took over the job of stroking his dick, only now she was trying to undo his pants. He was still staring right at me, only now he was smiling at me. When he started to head in our direction slowly, I began to tremble and turned into Eric, struggling to hold in my tears. "Please" I pleaded in a strangled whisper, "Please I can't do this." He suddenly stood up with me still in his arms and headed for the door.

"Northman, where are you going?" The voice of the King rang out across the room. A few people paused what they were doing, many more ignored the outburst.

"My business is done here, I wish to enjoy my pet where she will be more comfortable."

"And where would that be?"

"Minnesota."