To my lovely and devoted readers, I apologize for taking this long to update my stories. There's no excuse other than life is in the way. However while I'm doing my busy life and the fanfiction of four stories (my fault), I'm actually writing a book. One that will hopefully be published. Which is one of my top priorities. I'm not abandoning my stories here on fanfic. I do plan to finish them. So I'll update them when I can. Thank you for your patience and understanding. Also thank you for your comments, support, followers, and favorites. -Vikinglady47

These characters belong to Charlene Harris and Alan Ball.

Sookie went to bed exhausted again. It was quite a day. Eric and Godric went through the spell recipes to change paintings. It didn't happen yet, however they are now prepared to go through it tomorrow night. Tonight will be Godric's last time of dealing with his demon world painting that he's been living in. Eric felt guilty of having Godric deal with it again. Godric of course confirmed to Eric that one more day isn't going to kill him. Especially since he's been dealing with it for the past eight years.

As Sookie was letting sleep take over, her mind was filled with thoughts of Eric. Each day of seeing him and working with him has been torturous and wonderful at the same time. She kept herself at a distance a little. For not only he was her mentor, but based on historical rumors about Mr. Northman and the ladies . . . well let's just say he's never real serious about them. Besides she doesn't know what he feels about her. Maybe to him, she's just a little girl who doesn't have any experience in magic or . . . anything else for that matter.

Sookie ignored the thought and felt the silky sheets caressing her body making it relax. She slept on her left side of her body. Her breath became a calm rhythm. As she let herself drift to sleep, she felt a masculine hand caressing her shoulder and traveling down her arm. She didn't panic for she knew who it was. She smiled as she turned her body around, and there was Eric laying down beside her on the bed . . . completely naked. Only the silk sheets covered from the waist down. She blushed and felt her arousal by just looking at him. His hair was a little messy and his blue eyes are soften. His body presents a dominant masculine aura, but his face is almost child-like, because it showed love and happiness.

"Hello lover." he said is gentle whisper.

Sookie smiled with love reaching her eyes, "Hello to you too." she said just as gently.

Eric took on her hands and putting it in one of his own. Kissing her palm and her knuckles. "I'm so proud of Sookie."

"For what? All I did is let you and Godric out of the paintings and buy a few more paintings."

"I'm proud that you're handling yourself very well. Despite what life and the universe had in store for you. Someday my lover, you'll find out why your life is the way it is." Eric then caressed her face with his gentle touch.

"Your lover?" Sookie caught his words. "I'm not your lover." she blushed.

Eric looked at her with confidence. "Soon you'll be."

"Please, I'm just a student to you. Either that or some girl from broken circumstances."

"Are you talking about your late orphanage experience?" Sookie nodded. It really escaped Eric's mind that Sookie was one her own for eight years as a child. "Sookie, I don't think of you as broken spirit or a person who's not loveable. Despite how harsh some of the circumstances maybe, doesn't matter what the situation is . . . they are the lessons that makes us learn and become stronger. As long as it doesn't haunt you for the rest of your life.

Then Eric's demeanor changed into more sensual. "I see a beautiful, intelligent, brave, young woman who's ready to blossom. My love, you are ready to become the amazing woman that you're destined to be." Sookie looked at him with love in her eyes.

"Am I really?"

"Are you really, what?"

"Am I your love?" she asked with a hope in her eyes.

Eric smiled for this confirms that she has been wanting him to be her lover. Ever since she came to the house, she captured his interest. Everyday he's with her, the more he loves her. He can't stop his own heart from this path. "Yes. You are my love."

Sookie's heart raced as her spirit was filled with joy. Eric had bent down and gently kissed her. Both of them moaned for having their first taste of relief from the romantic tension that has been going on. Sookie's heart and body was vibrating with happiness as Eric continued on kissing her. His tongue entered her mouth to fully taste her. She moaned in delight as their bodies was starting to rub against each other.

Then Sookie broke this kiss as some insecurities came popping into her head. "How can you love me? I'm just a girl who just started doing magic and I don't have any experience in . . . " she paused with a little bit of embarrassment.

Eric smiled warmly, "Sookie there's nothing to be embarrassed about being a virgin if that's what you're thinking. In fact it would be an honor for me to be your first. It would be a precious gift." Sookie melted to his words. "Lover, I don't care you're in the beginning stages of magic. Just because you have little experience with the supernatural and the magicks, doesn't mean you didn't capture my heart. In fact I'll enjoy teaching you . . . everything."

Eric started to caress her breasts through her night gown. She moaned in delight as it sent shivers down her body. He continued to kiss her lips and down her neck. His hands traveled downward, caressing her mound through the fabric. "Ohhh!" Sookie moaned as her hips went upward to give her more friction.

"Sookie, do you want a little taste of pleasure?" Eric said whispering in her ear. His hot breath gave Sookie goose bumps.

"Yes Eric! Please!" she begged as they kept on kissing with a passion. That passion was making Sookie feeling wet and lustful. Eric pushed aside her panties and started thrusting a finger inside of her. "Oh! oh yes!" she moaned. He began thrusting that finger while he was rubbing her clit. Sookie's eyes rolled back as she was feeling pleasure that she never felt before. Then he thrusted two fingers.

"You are so wet for me Sookie and so tight." Eric moaned for feeling that his fingers were getting. As Sookie felt her lower stomach building pressure that will soon explode, she then heard a beeping sound. . . .

Sookie gasped from her sleep and looked at her alarm clock that was making that alerting noise. She smacked the clock for it to shut up. "DAMMIT! This was not how I want to wake up!" she screamed at the empty room. Her womanhood was still throbbing, she woke up sexually frustrated without release. "This is Eric's fault! For being so hot and untouchable!"

Despite her sexual frustration, she felt the love that came from that dream. It was so real that she felt everything. She felt his skin. She smelled the ocean and earthy scent from him. Of course she remembered his kisses. His lips. His tongue entering her mouth. Then feeling his hardness against her. . . wanting her. Sookie let her hands finish the job that dream Eric couldn't. Sookie moaned as she prayed she'll get the dream again.

Inside the painting Eric woke up from his connection with Sookie in her dreams. The spell worked, but thanks to her alarm clock it broke the connection and woke both partners up. He tried to settle his breathing as he looked down and his hard on was raging than it ever was. He had to get rid of it before Sookie sees it through the painting. Like Sookie, Eric remembered the fragments of the dream to help him reach his orgasm. One thing Eric knows for sure is that has to have Sookie build up her self esteem and believing in herself, as well as he has to show Sookie how much he desires her outside the dream. The only thing that's really a wall with her, was her being in that orphanage. He will have to show how much he cares. In the mean time, he'll keep on having these dreams with her, to get inside her mind and her heart.