A/N: finally...RL kicked my butt this past week so this chapter took so much longer to write than I thought it would. So sorry! I am happy to say that I had a very productive brainstorming session with my sister over the weekend and I now have some plot points outlined, at least 5-10 chapters. Things will speed up a bit I think. I am still shocked it took so many chapters to get to this point and we are only on their second night together. Not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing, but it means this is probably going to be one long story.

I have big news, I now have a beta the wonderful GaijinVamp. Her story 'Queen Sookie' is one of my favs and she has a new one out, 'Post War Dead'. you should check them out if you have not already. Any mistakes you find though are my own, my brain tends to move much faster than I can type. I hope I did drunk Sookie justice, writing drunk dialogue is hard!

One important note, I was never a big fan of three exchanges and BAM you are bonded. There will be a bonding, but it is more gradual and there will be a slightly more magical element to it. Eric can already feel Sookie's emotions and she will start to feel his soon, but the full bond will be a few chapters away. So, anyway, please review, it makes all the 2am typing sessions worth it! My birthday is coming up in about three weeks, can I have some presents early in the form of reviews and love?

Chapter 14

EPOV

"No! Eric stop please!" Sookie threw her arms around my neck as she screamed. "He didn't do anything, please, it's all my fault." Then she began sobbing into my chest. What the fuck was going on? I had felt her despair and anger as I had awakened. I quickly threw on a pair of track pants and I rushed to her. I could tell she was close by, in my office, in fact. I found her sobbing, the tiger all over her. He seemed as though he was trying to comfort her, which is the only reason he was still breathing. I looked to the tiger who was picking himself off the floor and back to my Sookie. She was not herself, her eyes were having a hard time focusing and she reeked of alcohol.

"Sookie, are you drunk?" she stopped crying and began to ramble…she was definitely drunk, very drunk.

"I'm sorry, I was so mad. Her thoughts were so ugly, all of them hated me, but she wanted me dead." The tiger's eyes went wide at that statement. "I didn't even do anything. Well, I hit her, but she had a knife and she was gonna cut me. I know I am a guest here, but I really don't want her here anymore, any of them here. They all want you, think they can have you. Have you had sex with all of them? They were all thinking about having sex with you. I don't want you to be with them. But I… shit, I thought a drink would make me feel better, but they just made it worse." she dissolved into tears again and her answer left me with many more unanswered questions than I started with. I looked to Quinn.

"Explain…now!"

He kept his distance, as he knew he should, and immediately went into damage control mode. He told me about what happened in the kitchen, how Sookie seemed to get very upset for no reason, and how she attacked the girl first verbally, then physically, with a plate upside the head. I could feel many different emotions from her as Quinn relayed what had occured today. Rage was most prevalent, followed by embarrassment, shame, sadness, jealousy, but surprisingly there was pride and mirth while he was describing the actual hit and the donor falling to the floor. It seems that drunk Sookie found his description to be quite funny, if the wink and thumbs up she gave him was any indication. Even I had to bite back my laughter at the thought of Sookie attacking a donor, but I didn't want to risk upsetting her further. Drunk Sookie was proving to be a bit erratic in the emotion department and I didn't want her to think I was laughing at her.

"Who is this donor?"

"Her name is Greta. She was taken to the infirmary, but her injuries were not severe. Just a lump on the side of her head and a bruised ego. She is being held until they hear from you." Fucking Greta! She was a quick feed and fuck before I left for New York, the first and last time I planned on being with her. She was bland, as most of them are, her blood, the sex, bland, boring, mundane. And she actually thinks that she is something special. She will be dealt with, they all will. I will not have my Sookie put in this situation again. I knew I would have to discuss my previous feeding arrangements with Sookie, I had hoped she would not find out like this. I can only hope she will not think ill of me. I have no desire for others, only my little goddess, and I will make sure she knows this when is in her right mind. Speaking of which…

"Why is she drunk?" At this question, Sookie giggled and mumbled "Because gin and tonics taste good, duh". I had to bite back a laugh. I may have to get her drunk again just for the conversation.

"She asked me for a drink, I didn't know she would get drunk, I'm sorry…"

"No Quinn, if you hadn't gotten them for me, I woulda just gotten them myself. I know how to tend bar. And you cut me off like an hour ago." She turned to me. " He did. Please don't be mad at Quinn. He was real nice to me today. Everyone else was thinking such mean stuff, and his thoughts were nice and friendly. Not creepy like most guys. And he only thought about my boobs like twice." If Quinn's eyes got any wider they would fall out of his head. I growled at him.

"Hey now mister, just chill out. Can you really blame a straight male for noticing a pair of tits? Besides, he was a perfect gentleman." She leveled a glare at me and if she had not been glassy eyed and flushed from the alcohol it might almost have been as intimidating as a pissed off kitten. As it was, I was struggling to not laugh at her and when she stuck her tongue out at me I lost the battle.

"Don't be jealous baby, it's not like you didn't check the goods out too" she said with a giggle as she snuggled in to the crook of my neck. I breathed in her scent and relished it for a second before turning my attention back to the very confused tiger across the room.

"Sookie, I think we should tell Quinn your secret." I whispered for her benefit knowing that Quinn could hear me. She nodded her agreement.

"Ok, he is bound to find out anyway." I looked back to Quinn who was practically chomping at the bit to know what was going on.

"Sookie is a telepath, she can read most minds, human and were, but not vampire. We have not tested the extent of her abilities yet and this information goes nowhere else. Is this understood?" He nodded his agreement as he stared at Sookie, mouth agape.

"Quit staring at me like that, it's not like I have two heads or something. And close your mouth, you're gonna catch flies." Sookie glared at him and when he looked properly admonished, she began to giggle again. "Yes I can hear you, weren't you listening. Telepath, hello."

"I...it's just, well hell, If anything I thought has offended you, I'm sorry. I will try to be more careful in the future. Please don't hold my previous thoughts against me" As he said this, I knew that he was addressing me. I did not blame him for thinking that my beautiful flower was attractive. As long as he was respectful of my claim, and did not make her uncomfortable, he would be fine.

"You know Quinn, I thought you were supposed to be a 'badassed were-tiger', not a pussy." I could not contain my laughter at her unintentional joke and when she realized what she had said, Sookie lost the composure she had gained and fell into another fit of giggles. Even Quinn thought it was funny and got a laugh out of it. As funny as the situation was, there was business to attend to, and even though the winter nights were longer, we would still be pressed for time.

"Quinn, have the girl, detained until tomorrow night. I will deal with that problem then." he nodded to me and pulled out his cell phone to relay my instructions to Ambrose, my head of daytime security. I looked down to Sookie who had stopped giggling and was curled into me, her arms around my waist, head on my chest.

"Sookie, we have much to discuss and I would rather you be sober for this. There is someone very special I wish for you to meet tonight. Will you take a bit of my blood? It will remove the toxins in your body from the alcohol and help alleviate your current inebriation." She looked at me with shining eyes and I could feel the lust pouring off her at the mention of taking my blood. Her blush and shy smile could not hide from me what she was feeling and it took much of my control to not throw her down and fuck her into the floor. I sat on the couch and pulled her onto my lap. She did not need much blood to sober her up, so I only bit my finger and offered it to her. She took it in an instant, almost greedily, and it pleased me very much to see her craving for my blood. Her hot little mouth closed around my finger and I could not suppress a groan of pleasure as her tongue swirled around the digit and she sucked from the little wound.

I had almost forgotten that Quinn was still in the room and I reveled in satisfaction as he watched Sookie drink from me. He seemed shocked at the display and a bit fascinated by it, but he needed to see just how 'MINE' Sookie was. And she was starting to put on quite a little show. The bite on my finger had closed, but she was still sucking, licking, making sure she did not miss a drop. When the smell of her arousal hit me, I growled, knowing my control would not hold out much longer.

"Quinn, leave us now. Be back at ten, I wish you to meet our guests as well." He shook himself out of his little trance and made for the door. As he got closer, I knew he could smell Sookie's sweet scent. I could see his eyes flicker from their normal purple to the golden hue of his tiger form, but he was quickly back in control. He was out the door seconds later and I focused my attention on the luscious feast that was sitting in my lap. She had abandoned my finger, much to my dismay, but I was hoping to find other ways to occupy her sweet little mouth.

"Sookie, there is someone very special to me that I wish for you to meet tonight. He will be here at ten, but right now, I need you, I need to taste you." My fangs were fully extended and she leaned up and licked them, dragging her tongue across one, just barely breaking the skin. The tiny hint of her divine blood was almost too much for me.

"Why do you tempt me so, little one?"

"Because you like it."

SPOV

I would have thought that the idea of taking another's blood would have repulsed me and a couple of days ago, it would have. But when Eric offered me his blood tonight, it was all I could do to not bite him myself. It was a strange feeling to go from completely drunk to reasonably sober in just a few seconds, but just as quickly I was overtaken by a totally different type of intoxication. Eric said he wanted to taste me and he looked so fucking sexy with his fangs down like that, staring at me like that. I brought my mouth to his , but instead of kissing him, I licked his fangs slowly. The thought that he could rip me open them should have scared me, but all I could think about was the pleasure that they could bring me. I scratched my tongue on one, releasing the tiniest drop of blood into his mouth.

"Why do you tempt me so, little one?"

'Because you like it." I knew I was pushing him, that he was holding by a thread. It was exhilarating to feel that little bit of control over him, to know I could get him so riled up. He began to rub his hands along my thighs, his fingers dipping between them slightly, tracing ghost like patterns over my jeans. I could feel how hard he was underneath my ass and I wiggled my hips against him, causing him to moan in appreciation. I reached down and squeezed him through his pants, and I stood up quickly. He looked at me confused, until I started to unbutton my jeans and push them down my hips. As they hit the floor, so did Eric, dropping to his knees in front of me.

"The shirt too, Lover." It soon joined my jeans on the floor and I stood before him in only my bra and panties. He leaned forward inhaling deeply and began to press open mouthed kisses along my stomach, trailing down until he reached the top of my panties. He grabbed them with his teeth and ripped them from my body. I was hot for him before, but now I was positively dripping wet and I could feel my juices begin to run down my thighs.

I felt his cold breath a second or two before his tongue found my slick lips and began to caress them up and down, licking and sucking, driving me towards madness. I could feel my knees begin to buckle and before I could blink I was lying back on the couch, my legs spread wide, completely open to Eric.

"Beautiful." was all he whispered before he began his assault on my aching pussy again. This time he focused on my clit, flicking it, twirling it in his mouth, dragging his fangs ever so lightly across. I cried out at the sensation, begging him for more. And he gave it, quickly thrusting two fingers into my drenched hole. I bucked against his pumping fingers and oh so talented tongue, desperate to find my release, knowing I would only find it when Eric was ready for me to have it. He would drag to all the way to the edge only to back off, again and again, until I was almost crying, begging for him to make me cum.

"Please, baby, please, make me cum. Oh God yes, harder, Please Eric." even in my lust filled haze I could see his smirk, knowing what he could do to me. At least his ego was well founded. He began to move his hand faster, harder. His tongue was practically buzzing against my clit. I knew I was close and just as I started falling over the edge, Eric turned his head and sank his fangs into my inner thigh. The quick sharp pain was almost instantly replaced with the most intense pleasure I had ever felt. I could feel him pulling on the wound, could almost feel my blood as it flowed out of my body and into his, trickling down his throat. After a few mouthfuls, he pulled back, stroking the wound with his tongue as I slowly drifted back down to earth. I whimpered as he removed his fingers from me and gave my thigh one last lick.

"it is nearly Sunset and our guests should be arriving around ten or so. Would you like to take a shower with me and clean up before we get ready to receive them.?"

EPOV

"But Eric you didn't…I mean what about you?" she glanced down at the bulge that was seriously straining against the front of my pants. I was actually touched by her concern. It had been a long time since someone had cared about my pleasure and not the pleasure I could give them.

"I had planned on getting dirty in the shower long before getting clean little one." She bit her bottom lip and let out a delicious little laugh. I had her in my arms and into my bathroom in record time. I set her down in front of the shower and stared at her for a moment. She was so beautiful like this, face flushed, hair askew. There was only one thing wrong, she was still wearing her bra. I leaned forward and snagged with my fangs, ripping it from her body, causing another round of giggles from my Sookie. I tapped the panel by the shower door and the water started instantly, hot and steamy. Twelve different jets let out a misting spray while a large shower head poured like rain from above. Sookie stared at the panel entranced and I promised to show her how to program her own personal settings later. Right now there were other things on my mind.

I removed my pants in a blink and tossed them in the direction of the hamper. I pulled her into the shower with me and I began to rub my hands all over her body. The feel of her soft, supple skin slick from the hot water, pressed up against mine was driving me to a frenzy. I turned her around to face the wall and placed her hands on the ledge in front of her.

"Hold on Lover." I reached down and ran my hands along her creamy thighs and up to the place I was dying to be. I thrust two fingers into her, testing her readiness, finding her dripping, and I lost any control I thought I had. I lifted her up and placed my tip at her entrance. Her feet pressed into the back of my thighs and she moaned deeply as I slid her down my length. I held firm on to her hips, raising her up and letting gravity pull her back down, impaling her on my cock, over and over, faster and faster, until I was simply holding her in place as I thrust into her. Sookie's screams of pleasure echoed off the shower walls spurring me on. As her orgasm started, I could feel her walls spasming against my engorged flesh. It felt so fucking good that I thought my knees were going to buckle.

Before Sookie could even blink, I sat down on the bench seat with her straddling me, her back still against my chest. I had one hand across her chest, teasing her nipples, and the other at her waist, holding her steady. As I held her body to mine, I began to thrust my hips upward, plunging deep into her tight little pussy. It took no time at all for her to come again. My name left her lips as the sweetest moan I had ever heard. Faster and harder, I took her. By the gods, she was so tight, so wet, so unbelievably fucking hot. As she came again, she arched her back and rolled her head to the side, exposing the tender flesh of her neck. I could see the vein throbbing as her pulse raced and my fangs began to ache. I needed to feel them slide into her skin, to taster her sweet rich blood and mark her as mine. I waited for just the right moment.

"Oh fuck Eric, bite me please!" And there it was.

As soon as her fiery blood hit my tongue I became lost in Sookie. I didn't even notice she had taken my hand from her breast and had placed her lips to my wrist until she bit down, hard. The feeling of her blunt little teeth tearing my flesh and my blood flowing into her mouth was more than I could take and I came with a roar before licking the wound on her neck closed. I thrust a couple more times into her as the wound on my wrist closed and she licked away any remaining blood. I pulled out of her and immediately missed her warmth. I spun her around she collapsed onto my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Wow…just wow." that was all she said for several moments.

"I'm sorry about that, biting you, I should have asked, I just wanted to taste you again so bad, I wasn't thinking." She truly did look sorry and I could feel that she was being sincere.

"Little one, I think I probably enjoyed that more than you did. You my bite me whenever, and wherever you wish." I kissed her then and was almost hard again when I tasted my blood on her mouth. After sitting for a bit longer, I stood her up and we helped each other wash. This was most certainly the best shower I had ever taken. We finished and I toweled us off at vampire speed. I led us into the bedroom and told Sookie I would have some food sent up for her so she could eat after she got dressed.

"Please wear a dress little one. Maybe the white one with the red flowers, it would look amazing on you. There is plenty of time, it is only just after seven."

"How were you up so early?"

"I am very old, I rise and hour or so before sunset usually and don't die for the day for an hour or two after sunrise. I still cannot go in the sun of course, so the whole top floor and most of the other two floors are light proof. I do not wish to stay couped up in my bedroom when I don't have to. Unless I have a good reason that is…' I smirked at her and she blushed the prettiest shade of pink. My shy little Sookie quickly changed the subject.

"So, who is coming to visit that has you so excited?"

"My Maker."