PART III

Two vampires peered at me through blue eyes, one's filled with frustration, the other with sadness. I was so focused on the trouble I had stirred up that I hadn't yet realized the throbbing pain in my pink finger, which was crooked and faintly purple.

"You've broken her pinky Bill," Eric said. Before I could look up to say that I would be fine, Bill's voice boomed.

"And she has broken my heart." He turned and began walking toward the door. "Goodbye Sookie." I watched Bill walk away, seemingly so broken. Guilt plagued me, flooded me and I couldn't even look up to see him close the door behind him.

Moments later, Eric was in front of me, looking down at me with concern. He took my hand with the broken pinky and examined it.

"Are you in pain?" he asked quietly.

"Uhm, yes, a little," I replied.

Eric's fangs clicked outward and he pierced his wrist, and offered the bleeding appendage to me.

"Drink," he instructed.

I hesitated. Though I enjoyed out time together, quite thouroughly, I understood it wouldn't have happened had I not drank his blood days before. If I wanted to continue this....relationship, and I think I did, I wanted it to be only by my clear choice.

"Sookie, I know what you're thinking. But to heal your broken finger will only require you to drink a little of my blood," he said with frustation.

"Well, I'm sure it's nothing a doctor can't fix..." I trailed off.

"Excuse me?" he asked.

"Eric, we both know I wouldn't be standing here in your hotel room naked, after just having sex with you, if I hadn't have drank your blood."

"Correct," he inched closer to me. "But what's done is done," he said with an adorable grin that made me want to jump him right then and there.

"I-I know, but...but...God, this is exactly what I'm talking about. I feel like I have zero control!" I exclaimed.

Eric placed a hand on the small of my bare back and pulled me closer to him, kissing my neck softly.

"Mmm, I love it when you have zero control," he kissed my collarbone. "It means I can do-" Eric pushed me down onto the ground and kissed my lower stomach, then continued speaking, "whatever," he kissed my thigh, "I..", he kissed my other thigh, "want."

Oh, God. I had to interrupt while I could still speak without my speech being interrupted by, "Ohh!"s and "Uhh!"s.

"Wait wait wait," I interrupted. "Can...could you, uhm, call a doctor?"

Eric's blond head raised from between my legs. "Now?"

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Yes, now."

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At three in the morning, about an hour after Eric had made the call, a six-foot tall woman with blonde hair down her breasts arrived at Eric's hotel room, carrying a briefcase.

"Signe," Eric greeted her. "Sookie has broken her finger under circumstances I won't get in to. Make her well," Eric said.

I stared at the beautiful woman, who had a particular beauty about her that made me understand was not human. She lifted a perfectly arched eyebrow at me.

"This is what you called me for, Eric?" she asked in a Swedish accent.

"It is," he replied.

The way she looked at him, I could tell that they had been sexual before. Which wasn't a surprise, I mean, he is Eric Northman. Still, I saw no reason to be polite.

"Sookie Stackhouse," I said with a fake smile and stuck my good hand out for her to shake.

"Dr. Signe Olsson," she said, her voice as cold, hard, and smooth as butter.

"So..there are vampire doctors?" I asked, attempting to make conversation.

She opened her briefcase and Eric sat in a leather chair, making a call to Fangtasia about business.

"I was the first female doctor to earn a degree from Sweden, before my days as a vampire," she said unwrapping a cast-like gauze and taking out a small brace.

"Is that right? That's really interesting-"

"How long have you been sleeping with him?" she asked bluntly.

"Excuse me?" What a rude bitch.

She rolled her eyes and placed my finger in the brace then carefully wrapped the cloth around it.

"Not long, right?"

"Frankly I don't think that's any of your business, you nosey bitch," I raised my voice.

"Ha!" she finished preparing the brace. "Sweetie, I'm just trying to help you out. He may be a thousand years old, but Eric's like a child when it comes to women. He throws them away like outdated toys."

"Well, just because he did that to you doesn't mean he'll treat me that way. I think you're just a woman scorned, Dr. Olsson."

She closed her briefcase and stood on her shiny black kitten heels. "Leave it on for at least a week," she said walking away. She turned her head, her blonde hair sweeping in the air. "And Sookie?"

"Yes," I said with my eyebrows raised.

"See you in the trash."

Eric stepped toward us, done with his businesss call.

"All better?" he asked me.

"Just fine," I said, eyeing Signe.

Signe traced a finger across Eric's belt buckle. "Call me anytime...for anything."

His face wasn't amused. "Goodnight, Signe."

He slammed the door as she left.

"Who the hell was that, Eric?" I demanded.

"Oh, is that jealousy I detect?"

I couldn't help but smile.

"Maybe..."

"Don't worry, Sookie. I'm yours," he said, unzipping the back of my dress.

I liked the sound of that.

"Can you do me a favor?" I asked, kissing the middle of his chest as he stood before me.

"Certainly."

"Well, seeing as I only have one working hand...would you mind helping me take a bath?"

That sexy grin came to his face again and he picked me up in a flash, my legs wrapping around him as he carried me to the bathroom. He sat me down on the bathroom counter, ran the bathwater in a tub that could have easily held six people, then raced back toward me and kissed me hard, his perfect lips taking mine. He slid my dress down and deposited kisses all over my body, making me shake already.

He stepped back, unbuttoned his navy blue dress shirt, and unbuttoned his back fitted pants. I slid off the counter, knelt down and unzipped them, then slid his underwear down. He stepped out of his clothes, revealing his massiveness. I looked up at him and he was smiling develishly and sexy as ever, then I took him in my mouth, causing him to moan as he slid back and forth in and out of my mouth.

Eric lifted me up in his long, strong arms and sat me down gently in the warm water of the bathtub. His fingers went into me, rubbing perfectly on my clit as his mouth met mine and I tasted the sweetness of his mouth, his tongue rubbing against mine, our kiss as wet as the area between my legs, which now begged for all of him.

As if he read my mind, Eric inserted the head of his penis into me, teasing me. I hated it when he teased me. It was fucking unbearable.

I let out a little groan and thrust my pelvis toward him.

"Oh, you want more?" he asked...sexy sarcasm.

"I want all of you, Eric, " I pleaded.

His lips met mine again, and he thrust all of himself into me slowly but surely. With every penetrating, throbbing thrust, the warm water flowed across our bodies and I let out a pleasurable cry. Eric's muscular body glistened with water, his beautiful blond hair dripping. I flipped my body over for him to give it to me from behind. The hard edge of the bathtub put pressure against my ribs. The few seconds of not having him inside of me was hell, but it soon ceased when he penetrated me once again, deeply. His hands caressed my back as his cock slammed in and out of me with massive force, over and over. He then tugged my hair, causing his dick to go even deeper inside of me. His hands found my breasts and he squeezed them gently. I knew I was going to come soon, and I was nearly exhausted. His fingers circled around my nipples and he pinched them lightly, making me moan as I came hard. I panted, trying to catch my breath as his warm cock continued to thrust in and out of me. He turned me around to where we were face to face, and he kissed me as he came. I felt the wet force fill my throbbing cunt and he let out a hot moan into my mouth, then bit my lower lip lightly. Still inside of me, his fangs dove into my neck and penetrated the skin. His lips pursed around the wound and his tongue tickled me as he fed for a few minutes. I felt as if my legs were numb, the orgasm I had was so intense. Eric finally spoke.

"You were fantastic."

"Ha, then there's not a word for what you were," I replied.

"And you taste fantastic, your blood..and in other mentionable areas"

"Well thank you....but uhm, seriously. I'm exhausted. I don't think I can walk," I said, almost embarassed.

"You're welcome," he said with a smile, flashing those pearly fangs. He lifted me out of the tub and dried me off with a soft white towel, did the same to himself, and carried me into the main room of the hotel, lying me gently on the bed. Eric pushed a button on a remote and a black material came down over the windows, so that no sunlight could enter the room.

He then lay next to me, spooing me and kissing the side of my head.

"Sweet dreams, Sookie," he whispered.

And then I drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep, hopeful that tomorrow would be just as eventful as today.