A/N: I know it's been a while since we visited Eric and Nikki, so I hope this chapter makes up for it. It starts exactly where the last one left off. I put in some lemony goodness from Nikki's POV.

Chapter 15

"Stop that!"

Eric snapped his fingers and a spark of light appeared on the end of his finger for a second before it disappeared. Ignoring Nikki, he snapped his fingers again and caused the light to appear. The little speck blazed for a second and winked out. A feeling of unease gripped Nikki. He was learning how to control it.

"You're not helping," she said.

Eric was lying on the bed, still dressed, and leaning against the headboard. With one leg crossed over the other, he appeared the perfect figure of nonchalance. But, the blue gaze he directed to her was hardly carefree.

"Why don't you help me by telling me the truth for once?" he said. "What is going on with this fucking light?"

"It's just a wayward bit of fairy light," replied Nikki. "It will probably extinguish itself in time." I hope.

"You're lying."

"I haven't had your blood, vampire," said Nikki. "So that spiffy vampire lie detector doesn't work on me."

"No, but I do have something of yours inside me. And that little bit of wayward light, as you so put it, tells me things, such as the fact that you are lying to me."

"That's ridiculous. You don't even understand it," she said.

Eric snapped his fingers again and the light sparkled at the end of his finger. "That may be true, but I'm a fast learner, Sweetness."

Blast that damned light anyway, thought Nikki. The prospects of a vampire with fairy light made her stomach queasy. Could it change him? Was it already doing that? The light answered only to fairies, but Eric was starting to manipulate it. What a mess! Her fluttering stomach growled and she realized that she was hungry. Maybe she could escape from Eric and make a quick snack in the kitchen downstairs. Her eyes wandered to a swath of exposed skin at Eric's open collar. Wouldn't a nice warm glass of blood hit the spot? What? A nice warm glass of milk that's what she meant. Yet, her mouth began to water as she stared at Eric's neck. Would his blood slide down her throat just like the creamy goodness of a taste of milk?

"Are you alright?" asked Eric.

Maybe he's worried that I'm eyeing him like a dieting woman eyes a banana split. She sniffed the air. She never realized how yummy his vampire smell was. He smelled like dark chocolate with a side of sin. Nikki licked her lips. He always looked good enough to eat, but this was getting a little extreme. Oh, shit. Was something else going on? Was that light at work, doing something worse? Usually this process only occurred between fairies. Only she was dumb enough to imprint on a member of another species. Was the light making alterations to make up for this lack of compatibility? The thought that some of his vampire traits might transfer to her made her stomach churn. Yet, what else would explain this sudden infatuation with his blood. As she stood lost in her own thoughts and worries, Eric suddenly moved in front of her. He lifted her chin and his pretty eyes searched hers.

"I'm not angry. I just want to know what is going on," he said.

"I-I'm not completely sure."

"Then, tell me what you do know for sure, Sweetness."

Doesn't he have the right to know? Nikki cleared her throat. "There is a possibility that the light is changing you." Let's leave off the part of my sudden fascination with the taste of his blood.

Eric's eyes narrowed. "Changing me, how?"

Nikki's fingers gripped the skirt of her dress and looked down. "This sharing of energy usually only happens between fairies." She glanced up. "Between mated fairies. What is happening here is something unexpected and unpredictable."

"I don't understand these….changes."

"Join the club."

Eric gave her a small smile. "You are telling me the truth. Is this why you've been so frightened?"

"Well, I do have a lot on my mind lately. Such as escaping from the clutches of a power-hungry vampire king and dealing with a boyfriend that wants to make me his pet. And let's not forget my fairy brethren who now consider me a traitor to my kind."

Nikki tentatively reached up and caressed the line of his jaw with her finger. She passed her fingers over his lips that tempted her with their softness. "If they see you, they'll be able to sense the light inside of you."

"I take it that's not a good thing."

Nikki gave a shake of her head. "Not in the least."

Eric was thoughtful. "Will it make me stronger?"

Now, that was a bit of a scary thought. What if he learns to control the magic that now resides within him? Could he travel to the lands of the Fae by the portals?

"I still think that we should try and get it out of you."

Eric abruptly turned away and moved to the bed. Facing away from her, he began to undress. He shrugged off his shirt and revealed a perfect V-shaped back. Nikki watched mesmerized as the muscles of his back rippled underneath his skin. He toed off his shoes and his fingers moved to his zipper. He tugged down his pants and they slipped from his hips and pooled at his feet. As Nikki watched him step out of them, she realized that as great as those pants were, what was underneath was even better. Black silk boxers seemed to beg for her touch. Eric removed his socks and stepped to the bed. He had to know that she was watching as he slipped out of those boxers and into bed, flashing her a glimpse of his tight butt before settling underneath the sheets. What a tease, she thought. He didn't even show her his best side. He settled against the pillows and displayed an expanse of smooth chest.

"Come to bed, Nikki."

Her inner slave girl gave an enthusiastic, Yes, Sir. But Nikki hesitated, "Don't you want to talk about our…problem?"

"That light isn't going anywhere, Nikki. I felt as if you were tearing my insides out, but it only dug itself in deeper."

"But, surely, there is something else that I can try."

"Perhaps, but I'm not putting myself through that torture again anytime soon," he replied. "Now, I want sex." His eyes locked with hers. "I need to feel your touch on me. Fairy magic on not, I don't care."

There was a time for talking and there was a time for other things, thought Nikki. Now, was definitely one of those other things moments. She stepped towards him.

"Stop."

"I thought you wanted me."

"I do, but I want to watch you remove your clothes for me."

Under his blue gaze, heat pooled between her thighs. Couldn't that look just incinerate her panties? "I like foreplay," she sighed.

Eric inhaled and let out a soft growl. "I can smell you. You're killing me, you little vixen."

"You're already dead, remember?" Nikki shrugged down the top of her dress and exposed a red lace demi-bra that caused Eric to display his fangs with a snick. With a shimmy of her hips, the dress dropped to her feet and displayed the matching red lace panties and black thigh-high stockings. Passing her eyes over Eric she saw that she wasn't the only one affected. The sheet tented above Eric's hips.

"Is that for me?"

"If you are my devious and teasing fairy lover, then yes," he replied, his eyes raking over her form.

"That would me," she replied, moving to the side of the bed before him. She cocked a knee before him and said, "A little help here, kind Sir."

"I'm not a gentleman."

"I was sort of hoping that about you."

With a devilish smirk, Eric placed his hands on her thigh and he seemed to be concentrating on something. Just when Nikki was going to ask him what was wrong, his hands began to slide down her leg and remove the stocking. His fingertips were glowing and his touch set her skin aflame. A rush of tingling sensation headed straight to her core and she gasped.

"Like that?" he asked.

Nikki bit her lips to keep from crying out. "Maybe a little."

"Hmm, maybe you need to feel it again to be sure," replied Eric. He moved to the other leg and Nikki struggled to keep her tingling, leg under control so she didn't fall flat on her ass. She watched his glowing fingers stroke her again and she felt as if she were floating away in a haze of bliss. Maybe this light business had it's benefits. Just when she thought that she was going to melt into a puddle on the floor, Eric gently pulled her into bed beside him. Her eyes fluttered open and he stared down at her with a knowing smile.

"I'll take your response as a yes," he said.

"I've been rendered speechless."

Eric smirked. "You don't have to talk for what I have planned."

"Is that so?"

"Moans and screams will suffice."

Nikki propped her head up on her palm and trailed a finger down Eric's chest. "We're all wrong for each other, you do know that, don't you?"

"Tsk, tsk, rules are meant to be broken," replied Eric. "Can something be wrong that feels so right?"

Nikki smiled. "Well, when you put it like that how can I disagree?" Nikki's fingers reached the edge of the sheet and tickled Eric's bellybutton. "I want to try the magic fingers trick."

Eric lips parted and revealed his perfect white fangs. "Just where are you planning on going with those magic fingers?"

Nikki's hand slipped under the sheets and lightly touched the stiffened flesh beneath. "I was thinking right here."

"Don't singe anything off," warned Eric. "I'm rather fond of that appendage."

"Me, too," replied Nikki. "You're in good hands, trust me."

Nikki sat up and eased the sheet off Eric's naked body. She took a moment to enjoy the view. She felt as if her own private feast were laid out before her and this was one buffet that she wasn't going to rush through. Maybe a little of everything. Her fingertip began to glow and she trailed it over the crown of his cock. Eric groaned and twitched under her touch.

"You do realize that fairies can be quite possessive," she said. She trailed her fingers down the length of his shaft and Eric arched against her. Concentrating, Nikki made a ball of light in the palm of her hand and then wrapped her hand around him. Eric groaned again and his entire body arched almost off the bed. Slowly, she began to pump her hand up and down his shaft, causing it to glow beneath her fingers.

"If you keep touching me like that, you can brand your name into my ass," Eric hissed.

"It wouldn't stick," replied Nikki, leaning down to swirl her tongue over the crown of his glowing cock. It made her tongue tingle in the most delightful way. She knew her light would never hurt her or Eric either. She suckled him while her glowing fingers moved in time to his rocking hips. He felt hot beneath her tongue as if she were heating him up from the inside. Her hand slipped down the cup the heavy weights between his legs and they tightened immediately, causing Eric to moan and arch again. With another tongue swirl, she said, "Maybe I could bite that sweet ass of yours."

Eric's eyes fluttered open. "You bite me? Now, that's a first."

"Is that fear or lust that I see in your eyes?"

"Bite me and find out."

Nikki stared down at him and felt a stirring of that hunger begin again. But, who could gaze upon him and not be affected? He was perfect, like a marble sculpture brought to life. And her fingers were wrapped around one of his most perfect parts. The fact that she held such a powerful being in the palm of her hand gave her a rush. She was the one who was giving him such pleasure, who was causing his body to tingle and who made him cry out in passion. He was hers. Mine. Her head spun and her teeth throbbed, causing her to run her tongue over them. Some alien need had risen inside of her. It demanded things of her. It wanted what it wanted.

Still stroking him, she leaned down as if to kiss Eric. But, he turned his head and offered her his throat, as if he could somehow read her thoughts. She nuzzled her lips over his smooth skin and Eric moaned with anticipation.

"Bite me, little fairy," he whispered. "Take us both where we need to go."

Eric reached up and pulled her closer to him and up close the scent of him was too intoxicating. Nikki sank her tingling teeth into his tender flesh, causing Eric to shudder and his hips to buck frantically against her hand. Nikki didn't have time to wonder why it was so easy for her teeth to pierce his flesh because the next second his blood hit her tongue and everything erupted in a sensory overload. His blood was like liquid power. It was his very essence and she swallowed it down. She could feel it swirling inside of her as it mixed with her own blood. Adapting, changing, and making her different. She felt a moment of fear then at what she was doing. Ordinary vampire blood had a magic of it's own, but there was nothing ordinary about what was going on between Eric and her. Maybe the light had already altered Eric's blood in order to get his essence inside of her. In order to draw them closer together and complete the process that happening to them.

Maybe Eric could feel her misgivings, because his hands stroked her hair and held her gently to him. "Shhh, it's alright, little fairy. Drink of me."

Another drop of his blood fell on her tongue and ignited a firestorm inside of her. She felt as if she were aflame and a quick glance through hazy eyes showed that both she and Eric were aglow, the light swirling underneath their skin as if in triumph. She felt dizzy and Eric's blood was her anchor, the center of her universe. She barely felt him move aside her hand from his cock and pull her body over him. When he surged inside of her, she drew another mouthful of his blood from him. She needed him inside of her. All of him. His hips moved against her in time to the pounding of her heart. With every beat, she felt herself drawing closer to him. She lifted her head and cried out in pleasure and Eric's lips were on hers. His tongue sought entrance and she opened like a flower to the sun for him. He surged inside, demanding and overpowering. But, still with enough finesse to give her exactly what she needed . Leaving her breathless, he moved to her neck and struck. At the feel of his fangs slicing into her, she cried out his name, her voice raw with so much passion that she scarcely recognized it. Eric growled his approval and sucked greedily at her neck. Every pull of his lips on her and lap of his tongue was the perfect accompaniment to his driving cock. Closer and closer she felt herself moving to that goal that promised such ecstasy, but she would only get there with Eric. She could feel him everywhere. Together they entered a white, hot light as one. It pulsed over them and broke them apart into a million pieces. One by one, it felt as if the molecules of their bodies came back together, yet something was different. She somehow knew that they had exchanged more than passion and blood. Her body still throbbed with the spent energy of their joining. She didn't have the will to ponder the possible consequences of what happened. As Eric had said, anything that felt that right couldn't be wrong. Could it?