Chapter 1

Eric's POV

As usual, I'm bored. Doing my nightly 'throne-duty' as Pam calls it can be taxing. The bar was packed to capacity now that more supernatural creatures had made their existence known to humans. There was still a line of hopeful outside, praying for a chance to enter. The line from my throne stretched almost to the door. I let them take their pictures, but still wouldn't let anyone come close enough to touch me. Pam continues to chide me about this, but I don't care. I want no confusion about what entices me. And that enticement will forever be named Sookie.

When it hit 12:45am, I stood and made my way to my office door. I had done my part. I was glad that I completed all of the work I needed to during the day while she tanned. I felt myself licking my lips thinking about touching her sun-soaked skin later. I couldn't wait to get home. Knowing Pam, we were already packed and ready for our 7:00am departure. She would want to go play after closing which I felt was more than acceptable. This was going to be a much needed vacation for all of us. Plus, I planned to 'play' the entire way to London. The thought brought a smile to my lips.

Sookie's POV

I opened my eyes and realized that I'd fallen asleep in my tub again. I couldn't seem to help it as of late. The only times it didn't happen was when my love was in the tub with me. It's kind of hard to sleep when you have a 1,012 year old, Viking god to please you in every way imaginable. Thinking about his touch, his eyes, his ass, his fangs, and his dick…it made me want to touch myself. And I did, but was interrupted by Mari to let me know the time.

"It is 12:30am milady" she spoke into the closed door. Still unwilling to open it, I confirmed with both of my handmaidens - Mari and Kaitlin - that my bags were packed and ready to go. I just didn't feel right allowing Pam to do it since we are family now. I knew it was done, but I had to live up to my titles as a godling (child of the goddess Freya) and the Briggant Princess (heir to the throne of Faery). I had already given them their instructions to follow while I was away. I wanted it to be a vacation for them too so I directed them to have my personal assistant take them shopping at the store I now owned.

As I grabbed an Ambrosia fruit from the bowl I keep next to my sink, I savored its taste and thought back to what began my current life; my death. I shook myself as I looked into the mirror to prove to myself that this was real. Eric and all my loved ones were alive and safe. There were no more attempts on my life as anyone who thought to do so would be better off ending their own life before acting on that impulse. My powers had no limits, at least none that I had discovered. I was for sure not the same Sookie Stackhouse I was all those years ago when I met my first vampire.

Enough of this, I thought to myself. I have something special planned for the evening and didn't have much time to get ready. I dried off and brushed my hair. I didn't put on any creams because I wanted the only thing he tasted to be me and only me. I looked in the mirror one last time. Knowing I was at full strength to handle whatever I was about to face, I closed my eyes.

And with a POP, I vanished to Fangtasia.

EPOV

I turned the knob of my office door and couldn't believe the sight I beheld. There she was in all her heavenly glory. I was shocked still. I would have never thought I could be surprised at my age, especially with my heightened senses. Boy was I wrong.

Perched in the middle of my desk, she sat on her heels with her back to me looking coyly over her shoulder.

"Hello, Mr. Northman. I've been expecting you." She purred the words as she looked into my eyes. She glanced up and down my body. Pausing to smile seductively at my raging erection, it felt as if she was eye-fucking me, daring me to fully enter the room. I can't remember my dick ever getting so hard this quickly with anyone before Sookie. But with one look at her round ass and blonde pussy that I knew belonged to only me, it became hard to think. I closed and locked the door. Pam would not interrupt what was about to happen here.

She snapped her fingers and music began to pump out of my stereo. I decided to play this cool and calm, so I leaned back against the door crossing my arms to enjoy the show for as long as possible. She obviously felt my excitement in our bond because she pointed to the sofa and I obeyed with vampiric speed. She raised her hands above her head and swayed her body to the music. She turned so I could see those perfect breasts that I thank the Gods for every time I see them. She rubbed up and down her body as she moved.

Both my lust for sex and blood began to crest, I licked my lips again. I almost leap on top of her when she grabbed her right breast and licked her own nipple. I could see her fangs as she smiled at the struggle I had to restrain myself. That, combined with the fact that her glamour was down showing her beautiful, pointy ears, and intoxicating scent made me sit on the edge of the sofa.

SPOV

I had him EXACTLY where I wanted him. I outstretched my left hand towards him and - in the blink of an eye - all of his clothes were in my hand. His blue eyes were wide with awe and I could sense that he was using all the power in him to restrain himself. His dick was directed at the ceiling, seeming to call my name. I bite my bottom lip.

I reached down to check if I was wet enough to hop on it. Not yet. I stuck that same finger into my mouth and licked it off. He had begun to rise off the sofa with that hungry killer look in his eyes.

"STOP", I commanded and he froze. "Sit."

He growled, barring his fangs at me as he lowered himself back down to the sofa. I thank the gods for my enhanced powers, otherwise I would have been conquered right then. I was having too much fun right now. I giggled like an innocent school girl. His lips turn up into that gorgeous smile that drives me wild, all fangy and predatory. I decided that I had tortured him enough in this manner and that it was time for Phase II of 'Slay THOR'.

POP.

I reappeared, kneeling on a pillow in between his legs. He gasps as if I scared him. I grabbed his cock with both hands, massaging it up and down while rotating my hands. His head fell back, his eyes closed and he moaned with the pleasure he was receiving. "Mmmm", I pondered out loud for a moment. "Is this all for me?" I didn't give him time to respond.

EPOV

Just as I was about to say a word, she wrapped those soft lips and wet mouth around my dick.

"Helig Shit! Din mun känner förbluffa!" I roared as she starting sucking my head.

She stopped and replied, "Vänta till du fyller resten av mig."

Her Swedish sounded as if she was born in my time. It reminded me of my mother. What was I thinking?! My wife was sucking my dick like it contained the best sweet tea ever. My vision blurred and toes curled. I tried to put my fingers into her hair, just wanting to inhale her scent, but she froze my arms across the back of the sofa where they'd been resting.

"I'm in control right now. No touching yet" she commanded right before swallowing me all the way to my base. She used her tongue to tickle my balls.

"Fuck! Hur gör du det till mig?!" I roared trying to break free to grab her, but my efforts were to no avail. My climax was building fast. I was gripping the sofa so tightly that it crumbled to dust in my hands. I came so hard that her eyes flew to mine as she swallowed all of me. I couldn't hold back my moans and groans.

Frozen and powerless, knowing that there aren't many beings that can overpower you would make a normal man feel emasculated. However, I am far from normal and not human, so this show of her powers filled me with pride and lust. I was utterly awestruck. That power is like heaven to me because it is my wife who wields it. How could it ever be bad?

Slowly I regained usage of my upper body, its recovery time in sync with the tender licks and kisses she was placing on my tip. Of course, I was still rock hard. I flexed my pelvic muscle so it pointed directly at her angelic face.

"I shall have retribution!"

SPOV

His words were menacing and sexy at the same time. I laughed. I couldn't help, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little scared.

"Catch me, Viking if you really want it", I taunted.

He reached for my wrist and I popped into his large desk chair. I spun it and stuck my tongue out mischievously. His shock was incredibly satisfying. The smile that followed showed his determination and I knew I was in deep shit. He chased me all over his office, the widow seal, top of his bookshelf, I wasn't safe anywhere. I 'popped' in and out while he was a blur. This lasted for about a minute, and then he trapped me in the corner, behind the sofa. Once he got a hold of my ankle, he flipped me onto my back. Crawling on all fours, he stalked me like a lion would a gazelle. He slowly pulled my foot to his mouth and began sucking each one of my toes. As we stared into each others eyes, I saw that he loved me just as much as he did all years ago when I walked into Fangtasia. Now, I was enveloped in a fit of hysterical laughter causing me to throw my head back, swinging my hair in the process. He knows I'm ticklish as hell.

After he cleaned both feet to his liking, he started his path of kisses up my legs hitting my calves, knees, then my inner thighs. I guess it was my turn to be the beggar. "Don't tease me" I whined.

He froze and looked into my eyes. "I haven't begun to tease you. Before we leave this office, all of Shreveport will know my name and who you belong to. As a matter of fact" – drawing an index finger to his chiseled chin – "they're going to know yours as well."

I was going to retort, but I opened mouth and he immediately sank his fangs into my left inner thigh. It felt as if his desire had become a current, sending voltage so strong through my body that I convulsed with pleasure. He licked the wound although we both knew it would heal as his do. His tongue trailed from my thigh to my outer lips, kissing and pulling them into his mouth. Using his tongue, he probed in between them until he found his target. One of his hands moved up to my hip while the other parted my folds so two of his fingers could slip inside. He twiddled them at a face pace, curving them when he reached 'his button'. The suckling of my clit never stopped. I put both hands in his hair, grabbing and pulling for dear life.

Without warning, he wrapped both of my legs around his neck and stood straight up. It was like riding his shoulder only I was facing the opposite direction. He took his time walking around the sofa, across the span of the office to his desk. By the time we reached the guest chairs, I was screaming and yelling his name.

"Ooohhh…right there…don't stop…Eeerrriiccc!" I came so hard that my voice was deafening as I gripped his ears. Then, it was my turn to be licked cleaned.

EPOV

Her nectar was dripping down my chin when I sat her on my desk. She took my lips like she owned them. And she did in every way possible. I knew that having her bare ass and pussy on my desk right now would later drive me mad. But I didn't care about the future at this moment. All that existed and would ever exist was in my clutches. I will never let her go.

I kissed her so hard one would have thought I was going to eat her tongue. She reciprocated just as hard and primal. She placed her hands on the side of my face and broke our kiss. "You are still teasing me!" she scorned seductively. Her eyes telling me how much she yearned to be penetrated.

"You haven't started begging yet," I replied. I grabbed my dick and used it to stimulate her clit.

"Mmmm…Please put it in! Please, please, pretty please," she continued to beg me.

When I felt she was wet enough, I slowly entered her with my full length. "Aaaahhhhhh, Errrrric!" she exhaled as if she'd been holding her breath. Her eyes rolled into her head as her head flew back. I pulled her into my chest and whispered, "You are mine."

I began to thrust insider of her, making sure to commit each squeeze of her tightness to memory. She was moaning and hissing as we kissed our tongues always at war. I decided I wanted to go deeper still, so while continuing my assault I climbed on top of my desk with her still attached to me. This, of course, sent everything crashing to the floor.

"WHAT'S YOUR NAME?!" I growled into her ear as I licked from her lobe to the adorable point. "Eeerr…" she began but I rammed her so hard she screamed, her eyes went wide. "Don't play with me! What's your name?" I was pounding her so hard and at such a pace that she latched onto my shoulder with those beautiful, little fangs that only suited her.

"FFFFUUUUCCCKKK!" I bellowed. I realized that I was now kneeling, still trying to fuck her brains out.

"Fuck mig, min viking!" she roared as she came only to latch back onto my shoulder. I was almost at my own edge, and then I suddenly felt the skin on my back break. She was digging into my flesh with her nails. I couldn't contain the roar that left my mouth. I bite her neck, taking her blood as she took mine. With each pull, it felt as if sunshine was flowing through my veins filling me with an ecstasy I had never known possible.

She came again screaming as she released my shoulder. "Sookie Northman…I love you…Forever!" Hard fast kisses from her followed. "Eric, oh Eric…I love you." The tears streaming down her cheeks confused me for a moment as I thought I may have hurt, but I felt the love, sacrifice, and joy she was feeling for me through our bond. So I decided to lick them away. I didn't want to lose any of her.

SPOV

I was panting hard and out of breath. I nuzzled into his neck, rubbing his back as if he was as worn out as I was at this moment. Of course, he wasn't; the gift and the curse of having a vampire as a mate. But I could tell through our bond that he was sated for the moment.

He was still on top and inside me-twirling a strand of my hair around his index and middle fingers. I squeezed my vaginal muscles to get his attention. "Haven't you had enough me yet, Goddess?" His sultry voice washed over me like my favorite angora blanket.

"Never, cowboy. But I do want to wait until we are in the air for Round 2."

Holding his head up with an arm so he could look down into my face, he kissed me so slow and lovingly. He went to rise off me so we could move from his desk, but I tightened both my arms and legs around his body in almost a death grip. Still covering my face and neck with kisses, he stood with me draped over his entire torso and sat in his chair.

"I love you Mrs. Northman."

Author's Notes:

The back story for my fanfic is from one title, Once More by ladythik. She was kind enough to allow me to build off hers, so thank you ma'am. Check hers out and you'll get an idea of my thought process. Here's the link:

s/7620955/1/Once-More

For those who have read this before, I made some corrections to the Swedish. Here are the translations:

Helig Shit! Din mun känner förbluffa! = Holy shit! Your mouth is amazing!

Vänta till du fyller resten av mig = Wait until you fill the rest of me.

Fuck! Hur gör du det till mig = Fuck! How do you do this to me?

Fuck mig, min viking! = Fuck me, my Viking!

For those new to this, I hope enjoy and please review.

SPECIAL THANKS to ljhjelm49, nordiclover, and erin1705 for your reviews on this chapter.

**The characters in this chapter belong solely to Charlaine Harris. I OWN NOTHING**