Chapter 53

The Northman With A Plan

I could not know for sure what Sookie was doing during the additional five minutes that I had inexplicably given her. I had never deviated from the routine before. This was my proving ground test for all my creations. And while I had actually destroyed a few of those before who had been disappointments or major fuck-ups as some might call them, Sookie was in no real danger from me. The sun would be coming up soon and we needed to end this so we could get home. She had performed admirably, maneuvering more swiftly and adapting to the supposed threat accordingly. I was impressed by her performance tonight.

I could see from my vantage point that she was on the phone, but curiously I could not hear a word she was saying. I could however read lips reasonably well and I saw gratuitous profanity in those mouth movements. Sexy.

If I knew Sookie, she was probably on the phone with Pam and Pam was telling her to surrender. And if I knew Sookie, there is no way that she would surrender.

So what would she decide to do instead? I decided Sookie would do one of two things, she would either come out of the house and go toe to toe with me or she would call my bluff. I did not know which of those two made me harder. She had no idea what she was in for when I finally got my hands on her. Then I would truly show her no mercy.

After hearing her little poorly performed act of self loathing and woe is me, I knew she was calling my bluff. She thought she was smart, but she was the kitten who was about to chase the string into oncoming traffic. Her curiosity would be her undoing. So I waited until she had her head turned, trying to hide her smile and I flew up above the window and positioned myself. My hands were ready to claim my prize when she stuck her lovely head out of the window to see where I had gone.

We were flying above the tree tops and each one we passed over ended up owning a piece of her clothing. Soon I had her naked in my arms. I could feel her excitement, it was palpable and mingling with mine. I smiled my most malicious smile and I felt her shudder. I did not care if she was really scared anymore, all I cared about was getting her home and showing her how truly ruthless I could be in bed. Things were possible now between us that had been too dangerous before.

I stopped my flight and hovered above a grove of Cypress. Her eyes were wide as she stared at me with her hand over her mouth.

"Remove your hand." She shook her head, refusing the simplest of commands. Sadly, I would have to command it.

"As your maker, I command you to remove your hand from your mouth." Slowly her hand fell away and she pursed her lips tightly. "Really, lover? Would you make me say the words?" She opened her mouth and I could not help but react.

I had seen fangs of all lengths, widths and shapes before, but never had I seen as many fangs in one mouth. She had three sets of perfectly formed, glistening fangs. Exquisite!

"You surprise me yet again, lover. Your passionate soul is reflected in your mouth." I tried to sound cruel but I am sure she could hear in my voice that I was impressed by her uniqueness. I was ready to head home when I felt her hand on me, unzipping my pants and freeing what had been straining against the fabric for hours now. She wrapped her legs around my waist and lowered herself onto me. I could not suppress the groan that emerged as she enveloped me. She began angling her body, pushing and pulling herself roughly against me, shredding my clothes off of me as she did. I found myself naked in no time. I headed to ground and landed roughly, throwing our entwined bodies onto the ground. She flipped us over and sat astride me, her head thrown back, looking like a pagan goddess in the moonlight. My eyes were closed when she lifted off of me and ran. She was laughing as she blurred through the trees. Teasing me, awakening something primal and ancient. My eyes widened and scanned the darkness. I could feel her but her scent was undetected. Her witchcraft would work to slow me down a point but the hunter within me knew it was only a matter of time until my prey was captured.

I saw a blur of motion and she called to me.

"Stolt jägaren , övervinna om alla du se , komma och fordra vad är din!"

Proud hunter, master of all you see, come and claim what is yours!

I roared and set off to end her mocking. Once I had her in hand this time, there would be no escape for her until I was sated and she could do nothing but cry my name over and over again.

I crouched low and sprang up onto a heavy branch, flattening myself against the tree trunk. She had been weaving her way in and out of the tree's. She would come this way again. Her giddy taunting would unbalance her, cause her to make careless errors. That is when I would claim her and fuck her wildly, like an alpha wolf, one who takes what and whom he pleases, whenever he pleases. This is the way it should be for she and I. Primitive, savage and unrestrained lust. I felt my erection throb at the thought.

I heard her approach and closed my eyes. I let my senses tell me when to spring instead of my vision and they did not fail me. I landed on top of her and sent her sprawling. She cried out in surprise as I pushed myself into her. There was no tenderness in my movement, this was raw, frantic and harsh. She brought her hand to my face and clawed deep furrows into my cheek. I laughed and thrust into her so hard that we slid across the forest floor.

She still had much fight left in her. She shoved me roughly and sent me flying but I caught her again swiftly and shoved her back against a tree. The thick trunk of the red cedar shook and sent twigs and leaves raining down on us.

"Du vill inte rymning jag den hår time. JAG mena av fordra du engangs!"

You will not escape me this time. I mean to claim you once and for all!

"Avkasta till jag och Jag vill välbehag du bortom din vild förväntningarna. Tala mig hur JAG er din övervinna och du vill aldrig bli neka något. Avkasta till Jag!"

Yield to me and I will pleasure you beyond your wildest expectations. Tell me I am your master and you will never be denied anything. YIELD TO ME!

Her eyes were heavy with lust and want. She was going to say it and when she did, I would show her what true ecstasy was.

"Min älskaren , min kung , JAG er din till gör med vad du vill. Fordra jag och göra jag din!"

My lover, my king, I am yours to do with what you will. Claim me and make me yours!

My bellow reached far into the darkness of the forest, it had been too long since the Viking in me had found sport such as this. I knew now that I had found this woman, this temptress, a whole new world had been revealed to me and I could never let myself get lost in the fog of business and the pursuit of power again.

I lifted her up by her waist and pulled her down onto me until our bodies met. Her cry echoed on the wind. I lifted her up and then let gravity bring our bodies together again. I could see her fangs shining in the moonlight. I longed to feel them ripping into me as I pumped into her furiously. We fell to the forest floor, our bodies melded, two supernatural creatures giving into feral sexual abandon.

Her cries were growing more frantic and I increased the power and speed of my movement. I lowered my head to her neck and bit, feeling the erotic flow fill my mouth. Her release came on the heels of my bite, her muscles squeezing and releasing rapidly, milking my cock and speeding me headlong towards my own ending. I was close to commanding her to bite and feed but she needed no prompting. I felt each of the three sets of daggers enter my flesh and I was spiraling out of control.

Wonderous things were revealed to me. Things that not even my lover knew about herself. They left me in awe of her as well as fearing for her.

My body shook as I roared, my conquest was finished. I had been victorious in claiming what was mine. Something inside me had been awakened and knowing what I did now, it was just in time.

I picked up her weeping form and took to the skies again.

"How did I ever live without you, Eric Northman?"

I could only hope that I deserved her love and faith. So much had been revealed to me through her blood.

Sookies POV

Wow. I had no idea what I was getting into when I wished for Eric to show me what he had been like as a Viking hunter. I'm surely glad that I did though. Shouldn't every gals first time (and it was my first time – as a vampire) be that special?