A/N: Thanks again for the lovely reviews and alerts! I am enjoying playing with our favorite Viking. I had to show Pam some love too. Keep those reviews coming, i love having your opinions and ideas! xx
ps First time lemon, so be warned! Also, this chapter turned out much longer than I thought it would so go grab a drink…
PAM POV
Tonight was slightly more interesting then most- which was saying a lot for me. Having Gustaf in the picture is proving to be entertaining. I see he's already taken a liking to my favorite little breather. I'm sure Eric will have fun putting him in his place. I can't believe the nordic musclehead had the balls to actually hit on me in front of Eric, what a tool. Granted he's good looking, taking after my master of course. Too bad I don't swing that way anymore, you could bounce a nickel off that ass. Speaking of nice asses, where is that new dancer...
Interrupting my pursuit was the feeling of anger coming in waves from my maker. I smirked knowingly, as I stepped into the parking lot seeing Sookie's piece of shit car. Looks like Gustaf is quite resourceful...I couldn't pass up the opportunity. With vamp speed i dialed Eric's cell and waited. "WHAT PAM!" He snapped and I smiled, choosing my words wisely. "Oh hello Master,am I interrupting something with Sookie?" There was a slight pause and then he spoke calmly, "Pamela, is there a reason for this call? If so, speak quickly." I decided not to push my luck so I improvised, "Well yes, you see she left her yellow trap here and I thought you'd like me to have it towed...say to the nearest junkyard?" He chuckled slightly which was a good sign.
"I think we both know Ms Stackhouse would be livid if I took such liberties. Well that is reason enough for me. Go ahead Pam, " he trailed off suddenly distracted. "Will there be anything else Master?" I asked coyly and got a dialtone in my ear. Asshole. Oh well, at least I will get to see this soap opera play out over the next few days. I can only imagine what Eric is thinking of his brother with Sookie...this will be more fun then I had in the 70s at the playboy mansion! Well, almost as fun.
SOOKIE POV
As we pulled up to my house, my stomach knotted up slightly. What was he going to expect from me? Did Eric already tell him about my abilities, my fae heritage? Oh lord, this could get ugly! Maybe I was too spontaneous...shit!
Gustaf stopped the bike and helped me off like a true gentleman. I thanked him and walked up to the porch slowly. Deciding to go for a neutral ground, I asked him about his relationship with Eric. He regaled me with stories from their childhood. I was crying from laughing so hard. After awhile I realized that something felt off. Suddenly it occurred to me that Eric had never followed us. That is so uncharacteristic of him! Well, maybe he lost interest when I left with Gustaf. It just isn't like him to give up on something so easily...maybe he grew tired of me finally. Why do I care?
Deciding that I should either invite Gustaf in or send him on his way, i spoke up. "You are welcome to come in, if you'd like a True Blood or something." He smiled slowly at me and followed me into the house. Sitting his long frame down at my kitchen table he asked, "I'm not a fan of True Blood, but this.. 'something' has my interest." His accent sent shivers down my spine. It was so similar to Eric's...I looked over at him and burst out "Has your brother told you what i am?"
Looking amused, he seemed as if he was choosing his words carefully. "My darling, he did not need to. I smelled you a mile away. However, you should not be alarmed, for I am quite old and able to restrain myself against your delectable scent as long as I am ...unprovoked." Dammit, he's really turning on the charm. Talk about panty explosion! Get it together Sookie, you're a good southern girl...Yeah keep telling yourself that. Oh crap, his fangs are out!
Sensing my arousal he stood up from the table and walked to me slowly. "You know Sookie, if you ever change your mind about Eric- " he began but i cut him off immediately. "Like I said earlier, I'm not his and I belong to NO one." Before I could say another word, he silenced me with a finger to my lips, "Oh dear one, you are lying to yourself. I see how enamored you are of him, the way you look at him in anger when the fangbangers touch him. It is quite adorable actually..." And just like that, he had me. If there is one thing I hate, it's when someone thinks they know me, especially after one meeting! "Well, if i'm so attracted to Eric Northman, why am I doing this!" Pulling his face down to mine, I swept my tongue against his lower lip, biting slightly. I felt his fangs graze my lip and I pulled back to view them. He whispered quietly, "Du är verkligen något. Jag ser varför han vill ha dig." Then just as he was about to kiss me, I heard a knock at the door. I smiled at Gustaf and sighed. "I wonder who that could be..."
Before I could get to the door, Eric waltzed in smugly. "Honey, I'm home.." He called with a fake southern drawl. It would have been comical if I wasn't so horny and pissed off.
Gustaf followed me into the living room and looked at Eric, both of them exchanging knowing glances. "Well brother, I was just bidding Sookie good night. I should get going. Sookie, it was lovely sharing stories with you" he gave a wicked grin in Eric's direction, "and hopefully we will see each other verysoon". He strutted by Eric, patting him on the back, "I'll see you at Fangtasia tomorrow..I have a few matters to attend to before dawn. I'll see myself out.."
I was in so much trouble.
ERIC POV
I chose my timing well. Picking up on Sookie's anticipation through the bond, I knew she was expecting me to walk into her, well my house, at any moment. I listened in from the woods, knowing Gustaf could sense my presence. He was really on his game tonight. For having only just met Sookie, he immediately picked up on her stubborn nature and used it to his full advantage, bastard.
After interrupting their almost kiss, I knew tonight I would have to stop playing cat and mouse. I needed to be with her, in all ways.
SOOKIE POV
"Well hi Eric, nice to see you too. Would you like a True Blood?" Never forgetting my manners, I led him into the kitchen. Faster than I could blink, he was behind me holding my shoulders.
He spoke quietly with intense passion, "Sookie, be mine." Those three words, were so small but so powerful. I wanted to get angry, retort that I was tired of the vampire bullshit, tell him to go find a brainless slut to glamor and train as a pet but I was done hiding feelings. II had to admit to him and myself that we had heat. I just wasn't sure if I was ready for another heartbreak. Something in my gut told me Eric was different. He didn't lie to me, granted he didn't always give me the full truth either. But ultimately, I wanted him.
I slowly turned around and hoisted myself up to the kitchen counter so I could be at eye level with my Viking. He looked amazed and I felt his anticipation through the bond, the lust of course and something else...hope? I knew this was more than a one time thing. He wanted me for my abilities sure, the blood..an added bonus. But the way he was ravaging me with his eyes, was the look I'd been waiting to get my whole life. There had been far too much talking. I needed to show him how I felt.
"Sookie, I can't be responsible-" he began as I pulled him closer with my thighs and arms. He went rigid for a few seconds before melting into my touch. "Tell me you want this, that you are done playing games" he said as he slowly pulled my hair tie out and finger combed the waves my braid had left. I nodded, afraid of speaking.
He growled, "Dammit woman" and picked me up off the counter, carrying me through the house to the front door and outside. "Eric, what the hell?" I cried out before he launched us into the sky.
ERIC POV
I had to have her at my house. Her scent needed to be on everything; my sheets, my clothing, the various surfaces I was surely going to take her on...my mind came alive with all of the fantasies I had been harboring.
My cell started to vibrate in my pocket and I knew Pam would be feeling my elation. Sookie was finally going to be mine.
I couldn't get home fast enough.
SOOKIE POV
Cheese and rice! I had my arms and legs so tightly wrapped around Eric I wasn't quite sure how he was able to move. After what seemed like minutes, we landed at a lovely two-story house in the countryside. He carried me through the threshold and I almost laughed, thinking of married couples and how unlikely we were together. To think, I had almost married Bill. I shuddered remembering his betrayal and quickly decided to never think of him again.
Sensing my unease through the bond, Eric grasped my hand and led me to a couch in his spacious living room. "Sookie, you aren't having second thoughts are you?" I couldn't believe I was hearing this from Eric "smug bastard" Northman- was that...nerves? I assured him, "No, I was just thinking of how life isn't exactly what I thought it would be like." He looked thoughtful for a moment and said something surprising. "It never is...it is better. Let me show you what it can be." I didn't sense any cockiness about him, which was highly unusual. It seemed as if he knew exactly what I needed. He went and sat near his fireplace. After pushing a button that started the fire immediately, he scoffed. "I do miss starting a fire with my hands." He beckoned me to come join him. I sat down on his lap and we watched the fire for a few moments.
"You know," I began as I ran my hands up his strong shoulders, "I'm sure you can still start a fire with your hands." There was a look in his eyes of primal lust when he said "Detta är början!" fiercely and pulled me up roughly so that we were standing, my legs wrapped around him as he sped us to his room.
ERIC POV
This woman was making it very difficult for my inner predator to stay dormant. I was ready to rip off her clothes and take her on the nearest surface. It seemed she was in the same mood and I was going to fulfill every dream she undoubtedly had about me.
"Sookie, " I said raggedly as I put her down on the bed, "take my blood." I paused waiting for the rejection that was sure to come. The unruly woman was always dodging my attempts to get more of my blood in her system. Rightfully so, her past experiences have made her cautious. But at this moment, I wanted our bond to be stronger so that she and I could get the full experience. Also, she would need the healing for later. I planned to ravage her until dawn. I was contemplating going past that, but I didn't want to alarm Sookie when the Bleeds start.
She sat up in the bed, slowly taking off her t-shirt to reveal a virginal pink and lace bra. My fangs came down immediately. "Now, if I take your blood, do I get to pick the location?" Gods! This woman was testing my limits. "Well that depends, where did you have in mind, lover?" She traced a finger from my stomach, up over my pectorals to the left side of my neck. "Wherever it is easiest for us...both." I growled and ripped my shirt off faster than she could blink. After kissing her with everything I had, my lips started moving as if they had a mind of their own. I licked my way down to her neck and suckled gently, bringing the blood to the surface. She mirrored my movements and we both gasped, the pleasure intensifying as we anticipated our blood exchange. "Oh God Eric," she breathed out and I felt as if I could come from her voice alone. Northman, get it together!
"You go first lover, I don't want to tear you when you move..." I was sure she would hesitate but the little minx struck with fervor. As her teeth cut through my skin, I lost my calm. I moved her hair quickly and sunk my fangs in, the flavor of her overwhelming my senses. Suddenly, her emotions flowed at full force. The want, need and overall excitement with lust met my own and I was lost to her.
SOOKIE POV
The taste of his blood wasn't like I remembered in Dallas. Then again, I was more preoccupied at that time. Now I was savoring every drop like my life depended on it. There was a hint of sweetness with an earthy quality I couldn't put my finger on. I kept going until the wound closed. At that point I realized I was completely naked as Eric had divested me of the remaining clothing. I helped him out of his trousers and boxer briefs. Then standing before me in the dim light was a perfect statue rivaling David. Every contour, each angle sculpted by his human life. I would give anything to go back for a day and see him in his Viking glory. I licked my lips at the thought before he assaulted me with gusto.
"Lover, the things you do to me. I have never craved a woman as I do you..." And from there the talking ceased. His hands were everywhere, caressing, kneading and then ghosting over sensitive areas to the point I was so impatient I thought i'd scream. "Eric, please..." He only chuckled darkly and continued to lick every inch of my body. I was writhing, ready to cry in frustration when suddenly he was above me. His gaze unwavering, he slowly entered me, speaking a whole lot of things in his native tongue. I was oblivious as the sensation of stinging then the most amazing friction took over. I couldn't believe he fit himself in me! I was afraid to move at first, but I didn't want him to completely dominate me. I pulled him into me, his look of confusion so adorable and rolled us so that I was on top. His look of wonder changed back to the lust and he let me have my way for awhile.
After I had come down from my first climax, Eric flipped us so that I was faced with the headboard and I decided to use it. Holding on for dear life as he proceeded to slam into me, I kept thinking that I couldn't believe I was having sex with Eric Northman! Thinking again of him in his Viking days, long haired, wearing some animal furs, my arousal struck almost violently. Sensing the renewed vigor, Eric spoke up, "Lover, you are quite insatiable...perhaps I will have to kick it up a notch?" he asked with a wicked laugh and starting going at vamp speed. Jesus Christ Shepherd of Judea!
ERIC POV
I felt myself getting close, but I wanted to keep pleasuring her as long as possible. It had only been a few hours and I knew she was growing tired, even with the blood. After sensing her arousal intensifying, I knew it was time to show her what I was made of. Her screams were spurring me on as she orgasmed repeatedly, calling my name. The clenching of her walls was taking it's toll and her scent, oh, her scent. I had to do one more thing before it was too late.
Picking her up from the bed, still deep inside her, I rushed us to the fireplace. In my human days I often took women by the fire. Something about her made me feel strangely nostalgic and I tired of fighting it. As I laid her beautiful body down on the rug, I moved much slower, stroking her curves while I watched her expressions in the firelight. She looked so stunning, I wanted her to be mine always. But I knew I had to wait for the right timing with her; it had to be her decision. "Eric, I'm getting close..you feel amazing," she breathed and I was done for.
I felt my release growing and I let it claim me. I looked into her eyes and bit down into her breast as she followed me in her moment. "Eric, I..." She stopped herself and closed her eyes, smiling. "Thank you" she whispered and I knew it was more than that. Holding her close I realized that I was suddenly vulnerable. I couldn't be in love, that was impossible. But what I felt for Sookie seemed like more than that anyway. I would protect her with my being.
PAM POV
I saw lights on in my makers home and decided to do a bit of peeping. Inside the living room by the fire no less, my master was curled up with Sookie...naked! It was about time. I sensed another presence and immediately turned in a crouch stance. "Whoever the fuck you are, show your face!" Gustaf came strolling out from behind a tree, looking completely natural.
"Why hello Pam, nice night for a walk?" Fuck me, this guy was too much. If he wasn't my maker's brother and several hundred years older, I would 'bitch slap' him, as the breathers say.
"Gustaf, we meet...again," I drawled with faked politeness. "Looking to join our happy family for the days rest? Ooops, looks like you'll be shacking up at Fangtasia as Eric has company." I smirked as I sauntered back to my car. I watched him peeking into the window as I got into my car. Pervert. Hmm, he's growing on me. He sped over to my car and leaned down, "You know Pam, just because your master is with a human and will undoubtedly be ignoring you now, you don't have to take it out on others. Let me ease your pain?" he smirked as I pealed out of the driveway.
He doesn't know who he is messing with. I laughed to myself as I plotted ways to torture Gustaf. Just wait cupcake, your ass is mine.
Translations:
Du är verkligen något. Jag ser varför han vill ha dig. = You are really something, I can see why he wants you.
Detta är början! = This is the beginning.