Meet the Ancients

by SBMntReader

Erik meets a 2nd telepath who is a better match for him, as due to her own history he doesn't need to hide any of his true nature. Through her he meets Godric's Maker. My own unknown vampires. With Erik it has to be rated M, right? Erik/Magan.

9. Chapter 9

Meet the Ancients: Chapter 9

I woke and sat up abruptly. I was alone in bed, but her scent lingered on the sheets. I wondered if she had gotten back yet and glanced at the clock, 5:10. She ought to be here then. I debated whether to shower and dress first, but decided I just wanted to see her. I unlocked the door and opened it.

She had fallen asleep on the sofa we had sat on last night. On the back of the sofa lay two black and white cats. They both looked up and over at me. One of them put its head back down and closed its eyes; the other one arched its back and hissed at me. I didn't see the dog anywhere and wondered where it might be.

I heard a woman's voice singing and realized she had brought an iTouch and docking station for it. As I listened to the words I had to shake my head a little and grin

. . . Once I had taste
Once I crossed the line
Once it overflowed I
Lost my mind

The smell of you is sex
The thought of you is cream
The taste of you it makes me scream
The smell of you is sex
The thought of you is cream
The taste of you I want to scream

Once I knew it all
Once I had control
Once the shackles were locked
I didn't even know

Once I bit the fruit
Once I turned the key
Once is not enough when
You're deep in me . . .

What a perfect description of our relationship so far. I sure never saw this coming. I fell into it without even noticing that I had. I will have to ask her about it when she wakes up. I decided to leave her sleeping and went back through the bedroom to the adjoining bathroom. As I turned the water on I realized I was still wearing the torque and wristbands, so I removed them and laid them on the counter. When the water was scalding I got in and showered quickly, then entered the walk-in closet. Everything in it was meant for bar wear so it was just a matter of picking colors and styles; black jeans – check, black tank-top – check, black shoes – check, black leather jacket – check. I went back in the bathroom and put the torque on also, then turned and walked toward the living area. I could hear the same woman's voice, and a man's, singing – or should I say moaning out – another song.

. . . I'm a toy, come and play with me, say the word now
Wrap your legs around mine and ride me tonight

I'm a man - I'm a goddess
I'm a man - Well I'm a virgin
I'm a man - I'm a blue movie
I'm a man - I'm a bitch
I'm a man - I'm a geisha
I'm a man - I'm a little girl
And we make love together

Slip and slide in your wet delight, feel the blood flow
Not too fast, don't be slow, my love's in your hands

I'm a man - I'm a boy
I'm a man - Well I'm your mother
I'm a man - I'm a one night stand
I'm a man - Am I bi
I'm a man - I'm a slave
I'm a man - I'm a little girl
And we make love together

Skin to skin, tongue to oooh! Come on honey hold tight
Come inside, it's a passion play just for you
Let's get lost in that magic place all alone now
Drink your fill from my fountain of love, wet your lips

I'm a man - I'm a teaser
I'm a man - Well I'm a virgin
I'm a man - I'm a one night stand
I'm a man - I'm a drug
I'm a man - Well I'm your slave
I'm a man - I'm a dream divine
And we make love together . . .

I entered the living area and saw that she was awake and reading something on one of the new iPads. She looked up at me and put it down. I crossed the space between us at vampire speed, picked her up and kissed her. As I held her I asked, "So My Lover, what are you listening to?"

She answered, "Just my favorite group, Berlin."

"I checked on you earlier while you were asleep and what was playing said "the taste of you makes me scream"." I paused as what sounded like two people screwing for all they were worth came on. "And now this?"

She gave a little laugh and remarked, "Well that's Berlin for you. The earlier song is Scream. This last one is called Sex . It was actually banned from radio in the U.S.A. when it first came out. All their songs are about love or sex or both."

"Well, it is giving me ideas", I leered at her.

She gave a quick laugh again as I put her down. "Later. First you need to take me out for dinner – steak; I need the protein and iron. After that is entertaining the vermin. But later – well, we'll see." She ended with a seductive look on her face. She continued, "But for now, do you need a bite?"

She definitely knows how to push my buttons – or is it that she is interpreting my feelings?

"Both", she said

I looked over at her; I knew that I had not said anything.

She got a confused look on her face, "Didn't you just ask . . ."

"No."

"Oh."

I am not sure I like the idea of her being able to hear my thoughts.

"Well I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

I wonder if I will ever be able to hear her thoughts.

"I hope so."

"Alright stop, can you shield?"

"I'll try."

I hope this works. It will not be fair if she can control my emotions and hear what I am thinking if I can not do the same.

"It's not working, must be the damn bond - I should be able to do so otherwise. You can learn how to do what I do though, you already passively project your feelings to me; you just need to learn to control it." She paused, "If it makes you feel better I'll ignore what I hear."

Good, I thought and then said, "Could you do that for me. It is very disconcerting to have you answer my thoughts."

"Deal; now did you want a bite before we leave?"

I bared my fangs and asked, "Where?"

"Where ever you like – except the wrists. For some reason it gives me the chills - in a bad way."

"Neck, that is fastest."

She came over to me and exposed her neck. Instead I picked her up and sat down on a chair with her on my lap. I eased her hair out of the way and bit. I only drank a small amount, and then licked her wounds until the healed.

She glanced over her shoulder with a question in her eyes. "Is that all?" She asked.

"I want more later, that was just enough to take the edge off." Thinking about later I had an idea, I tried projecting a feeling of lust that I had for her – might as well try the easy one.

Her eyes widened, she turned and straddled me. She pricked a finger on a tusk and I knew what was coming next. She ran it slowly along my upper and then lower lip, then did the same to hers. I slowly and deliberately licked the blood off my upper lip, all the while looking her in the eye. Then I leisurely started on my lower lip, as I finished and went to start on hers she pushed my back against the chair and began fervently kissing me. I started wrapping my arms around her – but she suddenly pushed herself away from me and jumped off my lap. I looked at her hungrily.

"Later." She said hoarsely.

Before she even realized I was getting out of the chair I quickly got up, wrapped my arms around her and started passionately kissing her. When I felt her start to kiss me back I stepped backwards, leaving her standing there.

"Later." I said. Two can play this game.

She was flushed and breathing hard. We might not be leaving soon; the vermin will just have to wait. But then she took a couple of deep breaths and nodded her agreement. Well there is always later.

A little disappointed I continued, "I know a restaurant that caters to vampires and – so I hear – serves a great steak."

"Sounds good, let's go." She replied.

We walked outside. There were a few cars in the lot and I headed toward them. "Let me guess," she quipped, "the Corvette is yours."

"Did you get that from my mind?"

"No – when I came out earlier and saw it I figured it had to be yours. You don't know how to be subtle do you?" she stated as she pointed to the vanity plate which read BLDSUKR. I opened the door for her and was in my seat before she had her seatbelt buckled.

As we drove to the restaurant I asked, "I saw the cats, but where is the dog?"

"I left her at the house. Animals react differently to vampires so I didn't want to bring them all at the same time. Also she and one of the cats are possessive of me and I thought it best not to have to deal with both of them meeting you for the first time together. Either we can get her later tonight or I can get her tomorrow during the day."

"One of the cats hissed at me earlier."

"That would be Domino, he is the possessive one. The other one is Kali and the dog is Fleur."

When we got there we left the car with the valet and walked inside. The hostess asked if we had a reservation. "No", I said, "it is two for Erik Northman."

"Yes of course", she replied as she looked Magan over. "Just one moment." She walked back to talk to someone.

"She doesn't like me at all. And she wants to jump your hot vamp bod – her words." Magan whispered to me. I grinned back at her and shrugged.

The hostess returned. "Right this way Mr. Northman" she said as she led us to a table in a private corner. She laid the menus on the table, "Your waiter will be here in a moment." Then she left us.

Magan took a quick look at the menu, then closed it and set it down. "You know what you want already?" I asked.

"Yes – it's easy, if you know what you are looking for and limit yourself to looking for it."

The waiter came over at that moment and asked if we wanted anything to drink.

"A glass of the Rodney Strong cabernet sauvignon." I heard her say.

I said, "I will have a bottle of True Blood B positive. We are also ready to order now."

I looked at Magan, "Lover?"

The waiter looked at her.

"I'll have a half order of oysters and the spinach salad. Also the ribeye steak-blood rare, with mushrooms sautéed in port and molasses. And I will need a carafe of water – lime not lemon. That should be it."

"Very well", said the waiter, "Will there be anything else?"

I spoke up, "Bring a second B positive when you bring her meal."

He nodded, "I'll bring the drinks right out."

I could feel Magan was repressing laughter. I looked at her and raised one eyebrow. "Yes".

"He's never been around vampires before, so he was scared when he saw that you were seated in his section. Then someone told him just who you are and now he is terrified."

I gave her a toothy grin.

"Oh, put those away – you'll scare him if he sees those. Just be nice."

I retracted my fangs. "I thought he looked a little tense." Then asked, "What is blood rare?"

"It means that I expect the steak to be red with no pink when I cut it. I've always preferred my steaks cooked like that, even before meeting Wolf. It's just as well – the less it's cooked the more iron." She changed the subject then, "So do you always pick B positive?"

"Yes, I find it to be the least objectionable type of the various bottled bloods."

"What about humans?"

"That I am not as picky about. In the past one did not ask ones prey what blood type they had before feeding. In fact, for most of my time as vampire no one even knew what a blood type was."

"But do different types taste different?"

"There are differences", I admitted. Some people are unique too – like you. Those with supernatural gifts usually have other differences in the taste of their blood – telepathy leaves a sweetish taste. Why do you ask?"

"I thought that it is curious that what you ordered is the same as my own blood type, and wondered if that was part of the attraction."

"Really, that is not a common type. There is a surcharge in it if you order a human with that type."

"What are you talking about?"

"Well AB negative is the most expensive, then after that in descending order is B negative, AB positive, O and A negative are the same, then B positive. A and O positive are the base rate since together they make over 70% of the supply."

"I meant what are you talking about - ordering a human?"

"There are services that humans can signup with and register their blood type. You call and tell them what you want and they send you a human with that type and a bodyguard with silver bullets to protect the human."

The waiter arrived with our drinks. "Rodney Strong cabernet sauvignon for the lady and B positive True Blood for the v . . . gentleman."

I had to force myself not to laugh, he was so nervous. I think I will have a little fun. I started to bare my fangs - but Magan reached over, put her hand on his arm, smiled and told him, "Thank you." He gave her a weak smile and left.

"I thought I told you to be nice!"

"I do not like to be told what to do." I figured that I had better change the subject, "So how did you end up with B positive blood?"

She sat there a minute and angrily stared at me before answering, "When your parents are types A positive and AB positive the only possibilities are A, B or AB positive."

"How so?"

She gazed at me with a look of exasperation on her face and sighed. "Because there is only a single O in the mix." She paused and continued, "I guess you never had to learn biology, or physics, or chemistry, or mathematics, or history, or government, or foreign language, or art, or any of the things that the average high school student needs to learn to graduate."

I replied, "No – but I have learned what I need of those things to survive; and I have lived history."

"There is a difference between living through history and understanding the cause and effect relationships between historical events."

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Both songs at the beginning of the chapter are by Berlin. Sex (I'm a . . . ) is from 1982. Scream is from 2004. The only member who does both songs is Terri Nunn.