Eric's Demons

Chapter Fourteen

Sookie stepped over the body on the carpet, crossed the guest room to the door. There was no need to look in on Nula, she didn't need to see that up close. At the front door she found the huge barrel chested man they called Bear.

"One of them was here," she told him. "His body's where he left it in my bedroom."

Bear looked at Sookie, then dashed past her into the house.

"He's gone," she called after him, "I took care of him myself."

In the door Bear halted, looking aghast at the beautiful man on the floor.

"Eric will have my life, are you alright?" he asked. His voice was like a deep soft rumble, Sookie warmed to him immediately.

"Then he'll have to have his own too, I think he was in the house before Eric left," she told him.

"We'll take you to Fangtasia, you'll be safer there," Bear informed her.

"You will not, you'll do whatever needs to be done here. I have things to do."

"But you need to be protected, Eric says so," Bear was afraid of what Northman would say when he found out about this.

Sookie cocked her head to one side, looked at the body on the floor, then back at Bear.

"It's not me that needs protecting."

Without looking back she left her massive guard standing open mouthed.

I have lots to do, she thought. I'm fed up wearing borrowed clothes, and I need a shower. And some time with a razor. And good shoes, I need some good shoes too.

When Sookie left the house she planned to go home, but changed her mind, and headed for town instead. She thought she had coped well for a girl in borrowed underwear, kidnapped from her bed by an arrogant bastard of a viking vampire. Lucky she was falling in love with him or he would have hell to pay.

He'll pay alright, she thought, grinning. My vampire will really pay for dropping me in this mess. She added another store to the list she intended to visit.

Night was coming when Sookie arrived at Fangtasia. Around the property and inside she found more of the shape shifters, clearly drafted in for help to guard the vampires when they were vulnerable. Looking at them she could see the animal that each would become, another new skill. So many things looked different to her today, as if it was the first time she had seen any of them. Or the first time she had really looked.

Eric would waken soon. Sookie went to him, found him lying still deep in sleep. The room was cool and dark, but she could see that they were alone. Quietly she closed the door, then as an afterthought pulled a chair across it.

Eric's face was peaceful, the lines carved there over the years almost smoothed out as he rested. She knew he would know nothing of the attack this morning, but there would be time later. For a moment she simply gazed at him, lost in the sleeping viking. His taught chest rose and fell gently as he slept, and with delight she noted how tight his abs were even in sleep. Sookie had brought a surprise for her lover.

Yes lover, she liked that. All day she had run over the events she had seen and been part of since that night he had taken her from her room. In a few days she had all but forgotten Bill, so entranced she was becoming with the heroic Eric.

Still silent she slipped out of the red dress that had cost her this months rent money. As an afterthought she folded it neatly over a chair, then set her shoes neatly beneath. Her hand was trembling when she reached out to touch his cool flesh. Goosebumps rose on her soft white flesh, her nipples stood firm in the cool air. Both hands found his chest, traveled lightly over his flesh as she climbed up beside him, pressed her warm body against his cool flesh.

Tenderly she ran her lips over his, feeling him stir but still he did not waken. Her hair ran freely over him, making his body hair rise with the stimulus. First his gorgeous strong mouth, his chin, his ear. Only at his neck did she pause risking a nip at him, before carrying on down his sleeping body.

His nipples firmed as soon as she touched her tongue to them, her breasts rubbing his abdomen, down his groin, resting lightly on his pubic hair. Further down she went, her hands finding that at least part of him was very awake. Sookie teased her tongue up and down him before taking his massive head in her mouth. At first gentle, she started to work him in the heat of her mouth, her speed increasing as her urgency grew,

Finally Eric stirred. His eyes opened to find Sookie above him, working him. Eric's skin tingled where her hair brushed his flesh, her breasts now pressed firmly against his legs. In the dark he could smell her arousal, mixed with the clean scent of expensive soap. Grinning he leaned back, caressed her mouth with his hand and felt her lips taut over him. Gently he rocked his hips in time with her, feeling her take him deeper into her mouth while her hands worked firmly up and down him.

Good morning to you too, he thought as he came, pumping her mouth, milking the moment for every ounce of pleasure. He groaned her name as he leaned back.

Sookie wasn't done with him though. Dragging her breasts over him she pressed them to his chest as her mouth found his. He could taste himself in her mouth as she kissed him, her tongue working over his fangs. Lifting her leg over him she straddled his stomach, her moist heat pressed against him. Sookie lifted his hand from where it had been holding her breast, pushed it down against her newly waxed pubis. She groaned with pleasure as he began to work her nerve center with his hand.

"Sookie," he said, in a voice hoarse with lust and sleep.

Writhing against him Sookie helped him bring her to climax, clinging to him and shuddering while she gasped for breath. Against her ass she could feel he was aroused again, pressed herself over and onto him. Clenching her muscles she held him there before starting to move up and down on him, feeling him fill her as she pressed him ever deeper inside. She felt his fingers explore her wetness, working her newly hairless flesh as he started to grind below her. Tied together their tempo increased as she fucked him back, grinding her pelvis down on him as he thrust into her. When they came together she screamed his name as he bit into her breast.

Still rocking on him Sookie bit deep into Eric's neck. It was symbolic, she could not and would not feed from him. But it said something no words could convey.

You are mine.

When they were done she lay beside him in silence for a long time, enjoying the simple pleasure of his skin against hers. Although she hurt from taking him so deep it was a good hurt. But finally she had to let him go, had to tell him what she had known from this morning.

"They're coming, Eric, they're coming here."