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A/N: I only skimmed over as I proof read, sorry if I missed anything.

Eric was already awake when I opened my eyes. The position he was in was very reminiscent of the time I found him in bed with me in Russell Edgington's mansion. I closed my eyes and stayed perfectly still. As lazy as it was I didn't want to ruin this moment. If Eric was serious about what he said last night, it meant this evening he would be contacting a certain fairy. I knew it was best that Eric come forth with information. It held more promise in our favor if we were honest and Niall not find out on his own. I could never imagine Eric being the kind of man to ever play victim; unless it involved having a bullet sucked out of his flesh. Eric was going to make me the victim and Castro the bad guy. Eric wanted to save us, and wanted Castro to burn. I felt guilty for wishing something so horrible but I couldn't help but hate that man. I wanted to see him die a painful and slow death but it turned me stomach to know I would enjoy it.

"My Lover, what are you thinking about? You are sending over some heavy emotions."

"Niall and Castro."

"You are thinking another Felipe de Castro and you great grandfather while you are in bed with me?"

I didn't have to only my eyes to know he was smiled, I could hear his amusement as he questioned how kinky I really was.

"You are one twisted Viking, you know that? I was thinking about the wonderful story you are going to tell Niall, if you speak to him tonight and all the lovely things he will put in motion for our dear king. But I feel a little sick for wanting to watch a man die."

"He watched you die. He smiled the whole time and even laughed a little."

That hurt to know, and Eric said it so matter of fact like. I nuzzled into his chest as his hand apologetically smoothed over my back.

"Can't we just stay down here forever?"

"I don't think so."

I looked up at him, he was smirking.

"How long have you been up?"

"Two hours."

Eric sat up and pulled me from the bed with him.

"Wha?"

"There is no need to be down here now that we are both awake and the sun has set. We shall return to my room to prepare for this evening."

He carried me up the stairs, into the foyer and up to his room. I was he every going to let me walk anywhere.

I could feel his lust as he set my feet on the hard wood floor of the room. There I stood in lace boyshorts and nothing else. Thought I couldn't feel the cold I could feel the fin hair on my arms stand up and as I looked down I notice my skin was quickly becoming goose flesh. I looked over at Eric; the skin on his chest matched mine. It made sense. It was the dead of winter, but neither of us showed any discomfort. It took a second me to realize Eric was staring at me hard and should be cold nipples. I should have been embarrassed, just like I should have been last night.

I would have felt a lot differently about standing like this two days ago. I would have been red and probably would have kicked Eric out or run away. Every fear I had about Eric was gone. The only rational explanation I could come up with was the fact that I loved him and that he was my maker. He held a sense of entitlement that I would never challenge. Being his child, I felt he was more than deserving.

Eric filled the gap between our bodies and his hands found my textured skin. I lazily wrapped my arms around his waist. The goose flesh on his chest reminded me of the night I found him, lost, without a memory and running. He had only jeans on and it made me shiver in my coat to even look at him but in reality he was fine.

Eric brought one hand up to my left breast and thumbed over my erect nipple. It sent an electric shock straight down to my core.

"You often are quiet for too long, you must tell me what you are thinking."

I tightened my hold on him and nuzzle his chest before speaking.

"We look cold, but we aren't. It just brought back a memory of you. You remember when you were running after the witch took your memory."

His other hand slid down my lower back and began to thumb the lace trim.

"I was running to you."

Within a second he held me up him, my legs were around his waist and my arms around his neck. Human Sookie would have shrieked at the sudden movement. One large hand supported my back as he used his other hand the pull the hair from my face.

"You know that is when I knew. When that first image came to me, I knew. Something inside was pulling me to the only person I knew I could trust." He let of a huff. "I wasn't thinking that at the time but it was more like instinct."

He turned and walked over to the bed and set my down. I knew this was supposed to be a romantic as sweet moment but I just wanted to pounce on him. The moment his thumb caught my nipple the lust began to build in me.

Eric slid me farther onto the bed before climbing on. He was hovering over me on all fours and his hair hung down around his face like a lion. He leaned down to my jaw line and inhaled, letting out a low growl. My heart should have been pounding as I feel cool moister pool below. He pulled his head back and his right hand grazed down my neck, over my breast. His long fingers skimmed over my stomach and slowed as the met the lace trim of my underwear. I wanted touch him too but at I raised my hand it was quickly caught and pinned down. I could feel my fangs slowly slide down, he noticed and his lips formed a devilish grin. The tips of Eric fingers curled over the edge of the black lace.

"Du är den min för evigt"

As the low words ripped out of his throat something else was ripped . The tip of his finger brushed past my swollen nub and two fingers slid inside my cool core. I arched up as my head rolled back. His long figure found a rhythm inside me that made it difficult to maintain any control. Eric's hair fell soft on my breast as he nipped and licked my strained neck. But he stopped; his fingers froze as he lifted his cool lips from my skin and brought his voice to my ear.

"Lover, you must look at me."

His lips were still on the shell of my ear as I relaxed my back and brought my head forward. He lifted himself up again and his finger because rhythmically moving inside of me once more. His thumb found my nub and began forming tight circles around it. I locked my eyes onto to the beautiful blazing orbs above me and found myself teetering on the edge. His body began to travel down to my lower region. I kept my eyes on him as his cool breath danced across my inner thigh. I whimpered, begging for is mouth to take some sort of action. His fangs fell into place as his thumb moved out of the way for his tongue. I used everything I have to not roll my head back again. My hips bucked into him as I felt myself on the brink. My free hand gripped the sheet and his mouth move to the inside of my thigh. His fingers never stopped as he bit down into the soft flesh. I lost all control as an orgasm only this man could give rock through my body.

I felt Eric release my arm as he came back into focus. He was sucking my juices from his figure. He was hovering above me again. One bonus to being a vampire is you recover quickly. In this case I was ready wanting more. I glanced down Eric's large, muscular body and was please to see he was standing at attention. The lust from Eric was coming over in waves, I shuttered for a moment as I enjoyed the sensation I brought him. His smirks as I shimmied down a few inches to reach for his gracious plenty. I never broke eye contact as I began long firm strokes. I ran my soft fingers gently over the tip before stroking all the way down his impressive length. Moisture was gathering at the head and I licked my lips indicating my true plan to Eric. We paused as he moved to sit back against the head board and I positioned myself between his legs. I had to concentrate for a moment to hide my fangs before I made contact with him.

Eric let out a moan I was pleased to bring him as my mouth to take all I could. I sucked and swirled my tongue around him as my hand stroked the rest of him with the rhythm of my mouth. I brought my eyes to his a moan at the flavor of his skin. His hand for my hair and encouraged me to take more of him in. I did as he wished and with surprising ease his member hit the back of my throat, I moaned at the sensation. It sent vibrations up his shaft. He groaned and closed his eyes. I continued for a second until some little evil part of me took over. I was still stroking and I freed my mouth. His eye shot down to me.

"Lover, I want to watch you come too."

My innocent smile soon fell as the growl of hunger rumbled from his chest. Before I had time to register his auctions he had lifted my and placed me above his throbbing shaft. My fangs slid down and a low challenging noise vibrated from my chest as freed myself from his grip and slid myself onto him. I loved causing him to groan and moan at my movements. Leaning forward I caught his nipple in my mouth. My tongue swirls and bit as I roll my hip and clenched my muscles around his member.

"Harder, bite harder"

I did as he wished and my bite broke the skins. His hips bucked to meet mine as I drew a small portion of blood. Holy hell he felt so good, I ground into him harder. He could sense my closeness as I could his and he gripped my back of my neck pulling me from his chest. Our blue eyes both blazing into one another's we came with suck intensity at the same time. I broke from his eyes and let out the most primal moan. A similar noise erupted from Eric before he sunk his fang into my neck and I did the same to him.

We had never fed from each other like that before but I loved it. I felt so close to him. It was as if we were no longer two beings, only one. As Eric pulled away so did I. We kissed, long and passionately. I loved the new taste of our blood mixed as it swirled around our tongues.

Minutes later we stood in the shower. Our heads we still in a haze of sex and blood as we washed one another.

I was please the Pam had brought my makeup and curling iron. Eric already had a hair dryer which was a pleasant surprise. I dried and curled my hair as fetched our things from downstairs. He brought my up a blood and I chocked it down as he got dressed. I almost wanted to just pour it down the sink but I knew he would know and I was starving. I was putting on my makeup as when Eric returned, stealing a sip of blood as applied my eye shadow. I frowned at him when he laughed at the blush.

"Honestly who are you fooling?"

"Fine, I won't put it on."

I finished my eye liner as he tugged a handful of my robe toward him.

"You don't need any of this and you know that."

"I like it, and Pam wear makeup too sometimes so don't pick on me."

I turned away and he released me. He grabbed a comb from the counter and ran it through his hair. I finished with mascara and a lip stain. Lord knows with Eric lipstick wouldn't last long.

He set the comb down and smiled.

"You do look nice my love, but I doubt that robe is suitable for Fangtasia. Unless you wish for me to rip the throats out of every mortal patron. I set some new things out for you on the bed. I hope they are to your liking. I know they are to mine."

He smirked at my reflection as I turned to leave.

I wasn't surprised at the level of tastes Eric had. Most of the clothes were of a darker color pallet but not Goth. There were a few dresses, skirts, tops and a pair of black jeans. Everything was beautiful, designer and very expensive. The spread of items could have been worth two months pay at Merlotte's. Eric came from behind and rested his hands on my waist.

"I like this one for tonight."

It was a more modest dress than I imagined Eric picking but I was happy with his choice. I notice a pile of lace on the bed and realized it was lingerie. I leaned over a picked out a black bra and matching lace panties. The bra was my exact size.

"Eric how did know?"

"Where you're my age you learn a few things."

He took the bra from my hands and with two gentle pulls my long silk robe fell into a soft puddle. He slipped it on and with expert fingers secured the clasp. With two steps he slid the soft satin and lace up my legs. When he was finished he took a step back in admiration.

"I'll do my best to so patients tonight. My darling, I hate to see you covered but in this you are quite the treat."

I turned to look in the mirror, I did look good.

"Yes, please don't destroy theses, I like them too."

I grabbed the dress padded over to him. I rose to my tip toes and kissed him a thank you. I pulled the dress over my head and saw that Eric now has a shoe box in his hand.

"Eric you at too much, I am not going to wear Jimmy Choos to Fangtasia, we're going to a bar not a ball."

He glared at my rejection and I swallowed hard.

"You do not find my establishment worthy?"

"It's not that, it that those are expensive, like car payment expensive and if some drunkard gets sloppy and spilled something on me well I might just have to drain them on the spot."

He chuckled and knew I was bluffing.

"That would be a sight to see but by law you would have to pay for feeding in public."

I sauntered over to him as sexy as I could and pulled the box from his hands.

"Well if the punishment it coming from the Sheriff of Area 5, I'll gladly accept."

***

I was quiet in the car. It was 8:30 and Fangtasia would be open in an less than an hour.

What was coming over me? I felt like a total sex kitten around Eric but in a way I never thought I could be, especially around him. He was mister sex god; he dripped with power and confidence most people only dreamed about. Here I was wiggling me ass in front of him and asking him to punish me if I eat someone. I needed to snap out of this. I didn't want to become some sex hungry, blood lusting she devil. I needed to hold onto some humanity especially if things were going to get rocky. I had no doubt in my mind that Eric and I were headed for a storm.

Eric felt my discomfort and placed his hand on my knee. The wave of calm felt warm to me. When we arrived Pam car was in the lot. Eric and I got out and made our way inside. He was dressed in a black cotton dress shirt and black slacks. His shirt had fine black embroidery on the front panels and cuffs. A human would only be able to pick up the detail if they were close enough. "Vermin" as Pam like to say never got close enough.

Pam was at the bar when we walked in. She was working the door tonight and was dress for the occasion. She had a tight leather pencil skirt on and a black brocade bodice. She looked me up and down.

"I see the clothes fit."

I smiled back at her. She smiled back but then brought her attention to Eric.

"I did my best to contact those you request but I have not luck."

Eric nodded.

"I will try later. Sookie, stay with Pam I need to attend to a few things and I will return. You may sit in my booth if you like and Pam will keep you company."

He kissed me cheek and was off.

It was quiet for a moment and them Pam offered me a blood. There was a hint of jealousy in her voice but she was more polite and showed more kindness to me now than ever before.

We talked about Eric's home and how I learned the hard way I couldn't sleep above ground. She smirked and rolled her eyes at my story about the blush and agreed with her master.

"Who would want to pretend to be human…Just throw it away, if he hasn't already."

She laughed at the thought of my ripping out the throat of some sloppy drunk slipping their long island on my new shoes. But her face fell serious when I joked about punishment.

"You do not want him to punish you."

"Ok."

I took a sip of my blood. And Pam looked around the bar. It was filling up.

"I should go outside now, are you sure you don't want anything better than that?"

"I'm not too hungry but I'll let you know."

She gave me a wink and was on her way.

An hour had passed since I last saw Eric, it didn't seem so long. I sat in his booth and did my best to keep my shield up. A few girls scowled in jealously and when I scowled back they realized I wasn't human and bolted. Felicia brought me another blood and we chatted for a minute. As she turned to leave I heard something new.

So there she is the, Eric's lovely new girl. Felipe should have just killed him. She is no use here.

I shot up, catching my bottle. I was almost certain I heard a vampire. It had heard bits and pieced on rare occasion when I was human but that vampire's consciousness was so clear. I searched the room but as the dialoged stopped it became impossible to find the source. I turned me attention to Eric as I felt him approach.

My first instinct was to tell him but I was scared to tell him I heard a vampire. I didn't know how he would react. I hadn't heard anything from him but I feared he wouldn't trust me. The last thing we needed right now was to not trust each other.

He kissed me on the cheek before taking a swig from my bottle and sitting down. I could feel his frustration and I feared he already knew.

"Niall cannot be reached and I won't even consider contacting you jumpy fairy godmother."

Phew. He didn't know. The rest of the night passed with ease though Eric's frustration never diminished. It seemed to build. Even when I kissed him and touched him it would go away for a minute but would come right back again.

After we returned from Eric's office; I had fed off of another fangbanger. Pam had glamoured another young girl, I didn't take as much this time and was pleased that the girl was dizzy but conscious. Eric seemed pleased as well but there was still something tugging about him. The evening was half way over and Pam and I were sitting in the booth.

"Just ignore it, I do."

"I didn't know you could feel Eric too?"

"Not like you but then I've also been around him a lot longer and he has his mannerisms when things aren't quite right. He loves you but you must accept he will not always share with you. It isn't our nature."

I nodded. Pam finished her blood and stood as Eric returned. She went back to work.

He sat down and wrapped his arm around me.

"I got through this time."

"With Niall? And?"

"I'm still alive aren't I?"

He left it at that. I wanted so desperately to know where Niall stood on everything but at the same time I didn't for fear it may not be a good thing. Eric would tell me, I just had to be patient.

***

I had sat ignoring what I felt through our bond for hours. Eric had opened up so much and shared more than ever and all in such a short time, I didn't want to anger him by prying. But I loved him and I knew something was eating at him.

As we got in the car to head home I kissed him and place me hand over his as he rested it on the shifter.

"Eric, tell me please. If it will improve anything, please, I can feel you. Please say something."

He looked out the driver's window and I knew he was about to speak but he was censoring it. The car fell silent. Even with Pam's little speech I knew Eric would keep things from me and I didn't expect different now what I was with him or a vampire. Just because I changed never meant he would. I brought my hand back to my lap as Eric turned that car on and put it in drive. As I watched the scenery fly by the window I let out and unneeded sigh.

"We may go to war."

He fell silent again.

Eric didn't need to explain why we may go to war. I knew enough about the supernatural world to know when a certain line had been crossed. I had enough fairy in my blood for vampires to pick up. My great-grandfather was a fairy prince and in the last year I had caught Niall's attention. That was all the mark I needed and I vampire king forcing me to be turned by my bonded was all a fairy prince would need to declare war.

I was curious what a fairy battle cry would sound like. I was confident that I would soon find out.

TBC

Oh and this is what Sookies dress looked like:

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