Hello my dears! I'll be posting two chapters today cause I've been awful this week (did I post like one or two chapters only?) Whatever it is, I'm soorryyyyy here I'll make it up to you!

This chapter is smut, smut, smut oh and some more smut :) I felt like we all deserved some sexy time with Eric and Sookie. Hopefully it's a hit and not a miss and you'll enjoy it (some of it is quite intense in a DIFFERENT manner... i'm no big fan of very explicit smut so I try to leave so mystery to it without making it sound cheesy either :P)

So here you go! Title is inspired by my number one song right now: Paradise Circus. I can't begin to say how much this song fits my current mood!

Enjoy and review, it makes me really happy! :) xoxoxoxo

I lay panting like an idiot. I felt rather stupid. We hadn't done anything yet and already I was almost begging him to pound into me until I forgot my own name. His mouth was on my jugular, making me yearn for his touch. He was the devil impersonated.

Suddenly he wasn't on me anymore. I lay in my panties on the ruffled bedspread which was as comfortable as it looked. I looked around the room but couldn't see him. I looked at the door I'd seen earlier. It was opened and a dim light filtrated from it. I stood up on wobbly legs and slowly made my way to the door.

'Eric?' I breathed. I walked in the room. I couldn't make out much of anything. It looked like a walk-in closet except there were a pair of chains hanging from the ceiling with shackled tied at the end. I teasingly caressed the metal which felt icy cold against my heated skin. Suddenly, he was behind me and I couldn't see a thing. He had blindfolded me.

'Eric…' I whispered, trying to find him.

'Trust me…' he breathed in my ear, binding my hands over my head. I gasped when his mouth found mine. He was stark naked and I could feel every inch of him pressed against my flushed skin. The manacles were low enough so that I wasn't uncomfortable, just rendered very vulnerable by them. It felt wildly exciting to be completely at his mercy in every way possible. I'd never experienced anything quite like it but I felt as if he was the perfect person to try such wild things with. He knew very well what he was doing.

'Being deprived of a sense' he started explaining, his mouth trailing wet kisses down my spine. 'Tends to render one's other senses' he continued, his mouth now midway down my back 'Very, very acute.' He completed, planting a kiss on the edge of my panties. I gasped as he slid around me to face me. I could feel his erection pressed against my stomach and I moaned when his mouth found mine again.

'You done this before?' I asked him, out of breath, when his mouth finally left mine to suck at my neck. I would bear even more hickeys tomorrow morning than I already was, I thought.

'You jealous, my love?' he said, cocky. His hands were on my hips, his fingers slipped beneath the thin lace of my panties, teasing them down very slowly. He left them on though, revealing just enough skin to make me burn with desire for him to touch me.

'You wish.' I said, my lips looking for his. I couldn't see him but I could feel him very well.

'I know.' He corrected, one of his hands sliding up my belly to curl around my left breast. 'I like it. I wouldn't want to imagine you with any other man.' He added. I gasped when he teased my nipple and his other hand soon joined in as his mouth explored my throat, my neck, my earlobe. I thought he'd set me on fire if he didn't do something more intense very soon. I tried to untie my hands but they were well clasped in the metal manacles.

'No cheating.' He whispered, his mouth and hands abandoning my body. I was suddenly very cold and very aware of what I must have looked like.

'Eric?' I asked, breathless. I listened carefully. He was still in the room and I could hear the soft purr that rumbled through his chest. I arched my back so that my breasts were jutted forward where I knew he stood. Being blindfolded really made my hearing more acute, but not only that. I was a lot more sensible to smells: the room reeked of sex, of my arousal, of his. My skin burned from where his hands had been a few seconds prior and goose bumps erupted everywhere when I felt the lightest caress on my belly. A feather.

'I'll make you pay for this…' I warned him, my lips parted on a silent moan. He chuckled softly and teased me some more with the feather, bringing it to the crease of my collarbone and down, twirling it in an unbearable manner on my now heaving breasts. The feather then continued its impossible dance down my legs and up, teasing the inside of my thighs. He then brought it up on my back and stopped on my neck, his mouth joining in.

'Oh God.' I gasped softly when his mouth sucked at the skin right behind my ear, moving my hair softly out of the way. I could smell him now even better than I had before and he smelled heavenly, a manly yet soft smell at the same time. Sandal wood and something else I couldn't quite place.

I held my breath when his heated hands resumed their silly games and relieved me of my panties. I was now completely naked and his body joined mine. His skin was almost as warm as mine which was a surprise considering he usually ran a good few degrees cooler than me.

'You are the most delicious thing, my love' He whispered to me, his hands trailing fire down my sides. He grabbed my behind and pressed our hips together, trapping his erection between my stomach and his. I panted, my mouth searching his, trailing on his jaw. He growled softly against me and I tried to shake the blindfold off my face.

'Let me see you, I love looking at you.' I whispered to him, pleading. He was now grinding me against his body, causing delectable friction on my south side. I moaned and he finally unbid my hands, leaving the blindfold on. I tried to take it off but he trapped my hands behind my back.

'Not quite yet, my love.' He hushed in my ear, pulling me with him. I couldn't tell exactly where we were going but I was very aware of our bodies that moulded nearly perfectly, our desire for one another quite obvious.

'Where are you taking me?' I breathed against his neck.

'It's a surprise.' He replied, biting my bottom lip roughly. He picked me up and carried me for a few long seconds. My mouth was trying desperately to catch his lips but whenever I was close to getting it, he'd turn his head to one side and chuckle softly. The man was a total tease.

Suddenly, I felt cool air whoosh on my flushed skin and then I felt the warm water. We were in the pool. I grabbed his hair in a fistful and pulled him to me. The feel of the water on my skin was amazing. He was tall enough to touch the bottom of the pool whilst I wasn't. He pulled my legs around his hips to keep me balanced and pressed his back on one side of the pool. I pulled his head towards my blindfolded face and we bumped nose.

'Bite me' I whispered to him, craning my neck to offer him my jugular. He grazed his fangs on my skin, growling. I took this opportunity to unbind my eyes. I could see the night was lighter than when we'd arrived to his beautiful penthouse. He lifted his head surprised and I quickly blindfolded him.

'There. Let's see how you manage like this.' I teased him.

He didn't remove the blindfold and smirked.

'Must I remind you that we have extremely good smell and instincts?' he grunted, his mouth back on my neck. He hadn't bitten me yet and I was grinding against his shaft, pressing him to do something, anything. I felt like an elastic band, pulled to its limit. I needed some sort of release.

'Bite me.' I whispered again in his ear. One of his hands snaked around to the nape of my neck as if he knew me by heart and his mouth found my jugular in a swift move. His other hand slid down to my core and started a delightful rhythm down there. The man was good even without his sight. I bit my lower lip. His mouth was sucking softly at my skin. 'Please.' I begged him. My eyes snapped closed in delight when his teeth pierced my skin. I think I must have cried in ecstasy as he pushed me harder to him and his fingers slipped in me in a swift move. I panted against his ear, causing a low rumble in his chest.

'You're perfect, my love.' He whispered in my ear when his mouth finally resumed sucking at the tiny wound he'd created on my skin. I kissed his mouth softly as the rhythm of his hand increased. I could taste my blood on his lips and it almost made me purr. I was going to come undone very soon and he could feel it so he stopped slowly.

'Don't stop, you bloody tease.' I cried, biting his neck playfully.

'Not yet.' He simply muttered, dragging me with him out of the water. I shivered in the cold, keeping my body as close to his as I possibly could. Considering the man was very strong, I almost felt like a piece of clothe, draped against his firm chest. My legs were still entwined around his hips and he pushed the glass doors that lead inside with his beautiful butt before lowering us to the plush carpet right in front of the fireplace. The heat that radiated from the glowing flames made me shiver in delight. The throbbing at the apex of my thighs was insufferable. I needed him to finish. He loomed over me, descending on me, sucking at my skin from my jaw bone to my breasts, than my stomach and finally, my core.

'Oh god!' I sighed as his skilled hands joined his mouth to pleasure me. When I finally came, he bit me on the inside of my thigh, sending shudders of pleasure rolling under my skin as my mouth formed a silent 'O'. When he was done drinking, he pulled himself up and rested next to me, his erection seemingly painful. I breathed heavily for a few seconds and then decided it would only be faire for me to return the favour. I pushed him on his back and descended on him in a very similar fashion as he had used on me, planting kisses down his chest. I spent more time than necessary on his pectorals, biting and nibbling at his nipples. He groaned and closed his eyes at the feeling.

'Sookie…' he whispered, his fangs out, grazing the skin of his bottom lip as he writhed beneath me.

I finally came down on his navel and lower where started caressing his length with my hand. He was too big for me to take him all between my lips so I helped myself with my hands. I teased the tip of his length with my tongue. He hissed and dragged his hands in my messy curls, pulling me closer to him.

'No cheating.' I whispered to him, blowing softly on his very sensitive and wet skin.

'Don't stop.' He simply whispered back, as I slid him in my mouth, caressing him with my tongue. I might not have been his most skilled student in the bed department, but he sure enjoyed himself as I judged by his hips buckling against me. I continued my ministrations a few minutes and then I felt his hands tense in my hair, and I looked up the length of his chest in his eyes. He growled and pulled me off him, turning us over in a swift move so that I was kneeling in front of him, my back pressed against his. He entered me softly, teasingly and I moaned, my neck craning to capture his lips. I was straddling him, my back on his chest as his hands found my most sensitive nub and started caressing me in the same rhythm his hips imposed on me. He was going slowly tonight and holding back and I tried to increase the rhythm but he wouldn't let me. We came almost at the same time as one of his hands snaked to grab one of my breasts and his mouth descended on my neck to bite me once more.

'I love you.' I breathed so softly that I wasn't sure if he'd heard it. We lay panting on the comfortable carpet, spooned, his hands brushing my mated hair out of my face. He didn't reply anything but his grip tightened on me, his mouth nibbling on my earlobe teasingly. I felt safe and decided to forget everything that wasn't him for the time being.

'What are we going to do about the Queen?' I asked him, long moments later. I could see the sky had lightened a lot and the sun was going to rise soon. I had just had the craziest and most incredible life in years.

'I'll find a solution' He reassured me. 'But I swear I'll never let her have you.' He added. I rolled on my back and looked at him. He was perched on his side, pulled up on his elbow, looking down at me in a daze.

'You never want to speak of when we're free of the curse…' I suddenly said, my voice a little over a whisper. He looked at me thoughtfully. 'What happens when we're rid of it?' I asked him, holding his gaze.

'You'll be mine, just as you are now.' He replied, smiling softly.

'But what of your job and mine? When will you ever have time for me once you're back at Fangtasia?' I asked, worried.

'You'll move in with me and you can be with me every night.' He replied. But then he saw the pain on my face and corrected himself. 'I'll move in with you if you'd prefer. I could stay with you forever, Sookie Stackhouse. I'll care for you and protect you and we'll make love every night until we're one.' He whispered, his mouth closing the space between us for a searing kiss. I felt tears well in my eyes and tried to swallow them back. I was suddenly very aware of how hard it would be on me the moment he would move on and forget me. I'd grown accustomed during those few days and nights we'd spent together to having him all to myself, with me at all times. I felt complete with him and was afraid the withdrawal of him from my life would hurt me just as much as it had hurt to lose Bill. I would have loved to believe his sweet words but I knew better than to even imagine Eric living with me in Gran's house in Bon Temps. I curled against his chest and whispered: 'Night, cowboy.' The next thing I knew, I was drifting to sleep and he dropped a thick creamy blanket on me, carrying me back to the bed where he lay next to me, his hand draped over my hip.

I woke up long hours later and was at first startled. The room was pitch black, thanks to the thick golden curtains and I could feel the weight of his arm. Obviously, he was sleeping. I tried to free myself and slipped out of his strong grip, crawling out of bed in the darkness. I tried to find the door that lead to the bathroom but didn't know on which wall it stood. I finally found it and closed the door behind me before turning on the lights. I was sure it was mid afternoon at least. I looked at myself in the mirror and almost gasped in surprise. My entire neck was covered in hickeys and the skin was discoloured. The rest of my body nearly glowed with health and my hair was a crow's nest. His fumbling whilst I pleasured him had made a mess of my already tangled curls. The hairdo Pam had done for me was long gone and I wished she'd be here to braid my hair once more as she'd been quite caring and gentle with it. I hoped in the immense shower and was delighted to find there everything a girl could dream of to shower. He must have had half a department store's worth of creams and pots and shampoos and gels that smelt heavenly. I wondered which was his favourite sent and opted for vanilla since it was my personal favourite. I was rather curious as to why he'd have so much things for ladies since I'd once heard him mentioning he never brought women to his place except for Pam who came, mostly on business. I shampooed and pampered, delighting in the warm water and sprays relaxing my skin. When I emerged from the shower, the entire bathroom was steamed up and I went to the mirror to brush my wet locks. I dried my hair carefully and decided to just wear a bit of mascara and blush. I then realised I didn't have anything to wear so I slipped out of the bathroom and into the walk-in closet where he'd gotten all naughty just hours ago. I closed the door behind me so as to not disturb his sleep and walked around the room which was larger than I had assumed before.

There were clothes everywhere, neatly lined in shelves and hanging on poles. I grabbed one of his big tank tops and realised I could almost wear it as a dress. It hung loosely on my hips. The only woman's clothes I managed to find in his gigantic wardrobe was a drawer full of woman's lingerie. New with the tags still on some pieces. Obviously he had taste and I wondered if he'd bought any of those for me of if they were just there for his conquests. I realised all the bras and panties were my size and I giggled softly. He had bought these for me. I picked a beautiful dark lace and velvet panty and the matching bra, pulled off his dark tank and pulled on the lingerie before slipping back into the camisole. The underwear was absolutely stunning and I felt the tag on the hip of the panties.

I almost gasped in surprise when I read the price on the tag and hid the little tag at the bottom of the drawer. I didn't even make that much money in a good week at Merlotte's… I silently thanked him for the gift and went back to the dark bedroom where I found the door that led to the rest of the penthouse. The day looked bright and warm outside so I decided I'd tan on the terrace after eating. I went to the kitchen and smiled when I noticed the fireplace was still flickering softly, the carpet next to it ruffled by our nightly games.

I opened the fridge, and sure as my name is Sookie, there was food. A couple of shelves were lined with True Blood and there was also a few bottles of what must have been the equivalent of a Grand Cru vampire style, a sort of blood called Royalty with the age of the blood scribbled in elegant blood red letters on the black tags. I looked at the human food and grabbed eggs and sausages and all that I fancied to cook myself a fancy late breakfast. Once I had eaten, I went out on the terrace that overlooked Shreveport. The town looked as if it were bustling with activity and I could hear the car horns down below on the busy street. I suddenly realised that it was mighty dangerous for Eric to live here with no security at all. I would ask him later about it. I lay in one of the chaises and pulled off his tank, leaving on just the bra and panties as I soaked up the sun. After a few minutes, I got bored of not doing anything so I went back inside and chose a book to read before I returned to my chaise. I lay in the sun for a good two hours and then the sun started to get lower and lower in the sky. It felt quite dizzying to live by night and sleep by day. I stepped back inside and decided to watch Gone with the Wind whilst I waited for him to wake up. I was almost halfway through the second hour when he came in the room, surprising me with a kiss on my neck.

'Did you sleep well?' I asked him as he plumped in the sofa next to me.

'I missed your warmth.' He admitted, scooping me off of my seat to pull me to his lap. I cuddled to him, my head resting on his chest as I listened desperately for a heartbeat. I found myself silly for even trying to hear such a thing in a Vampire, but I'd probably never get over this little habit of mine.

'What are you doing?' He asked, chuckling softly as I pressed my ear to his chest once more.

'Trying to determine whether or not you vamps are really heartless.' I replied, grinning.

'Our hearts don't beat. Doesn't mean we don't have one.' He replied, breathing in my hair. 'I love vanilla on you.' He added, twirling my curls on his fingers. 'And I love the smell of the sun on your skin.' He added, playing with the tank top. He suddenly lifted the bottom of it to expose my new panties and smiled.

'I see you found them. These are not my personal favourite though.' He said, grinning slightly. I frowned at him.

'You have such bad manners with women, Mr Northman.' I replied, cocking an amuse eyebrow at him.

'White or red looks better on you with that delicious tan of yours.' He explained. The next moment he was gone and back with a pair of red lacy underwear and the matching bra. 'Put these on.' He murmured, pulling the tank off me. Before I knew it, the black bra was unhooked and on the ground. He gazed for long seconds at my exposed breasts and smiled.

'You tan like a little savage! You already have tan lines.' He grunted, caressing the whiter skin of my breast as opposed to the golden one of my collarbone. 'You should tan naked and make it all even.' He suggested. He was turned on at the mere idea of me lying naked in the sunlight and I felt it through the bond. I giggled and tried to snatch the red bra from him but he wouldn't let me.

'Allow me.' He said. Spinning me around softly, he slid the tiny laced straps up my arms and turned me around once more. He snapped it close from the front.

'Easier access?' I offered, teasing. He then proceeded to remove my beautiful black panties and replaced them with the red ones. He then pushed me back to look at me.

'There, that's better. I love red on you. Makes you look all the more alluring.' He replied. He was wearing black silky pyjama pants and nothing more. His chest was the palest marble and I ran my palms on his smooth skin.

I suddenly thought about my purse and realised I had no idea where it was.

'My…' I started to say.

'In the living room on the table near the kitchen.' He supplied, pulling me with him. I checked my cell phone and realised I had a few messages, I listened to the first one and gasped.

'Your brother?' he asked, serious.

'Andy. He says they found what kind of blood was on Jason's porch.' I said, softly.

'And?' Eric asked, cocking his head to the side.

'It's panther blood. We have to go to Hotshot.' I replied, dead serious.