Spellbound
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All characters belong to Charlaine Harris. The story is mine. This goes for any and all chapters that I may forget to include the disclaimer with.
Eric sat at his desk as Ginger went over the list of things that needed to be reordered for the club; liquor, napkins, t-shirts, and some other nameless things that she rattled off. He hadn't heard a word that she'd said. He had more important things on his mind. He couldn't stop thinking about Sookie. He thought of what she'd said when she'd mentioned that he was always pulling fangbangers into his office. The pain in her eyes; he'll never forget the pain in her eyes but she didn't understand. He'd have to make her see that things really aren't as they appear. She has to understand.
She is his wife.
Yes, he did have the fangbangers in his office but not because he was cheating. They were in his office only because they work for him. He's never cheated on Sookie. In the years that they've been married, he's never once been with another woman; human or otherwise. He's never fed from another woman. He's never fucked any of the fangbangers. He didn't feed from Sookie because she wasn't just food and a fuck to him. She isn't repulsive or disgusting. She is his wife.
She is his wife.
The day before they married, Sookie understood their marriage arrangement. He explained it to her after speaking with Fintan. He'd led Eric to believe that she more than understood the nature of the beasts. 'My granddaughter has more than prepared herself for your kind. You have nothing to worry about, vampire. She will never love you'.
She more than understood, right? Vampires are not monogamous creatures. They fuck and feed from other beings. Their lives are not meant to be shared. Eric had always believed that. Up until the day that he met Sookie Brigant. He couldn't let the other vampires know that he is faithful to his fae wife. No vampire has ever been monogamous. They didn't even have to be monogamous when they married someone of their own race. It's not in their nature. It's never been in their nature. It's not supposed to be in the nature of the fae either. The fae are supposed to keep their loving in the family. They believe in keeping their bloodlines strong and the gifts of the fae even stronger. He's never questioned her monogamy. But then again, he had no reason to. She had every reason to question his.
He had to make Sookie and the others believe that he was sleeping with the fangbangers. He may have led Sookie to believe that he was sleeping with the fangbangers but he would never glamor them into believing that they'd actually been with him. He glamored them to believe that they'd had a great time with the master. So, that's what he did. They didn't know that they had a great time taking notes and reading Fangtasia emails. They didn't know that they had a great time putting stamps on envelopes and signing liquor orders. They just knew that they had a great time with the master. There was nothing more to it. Only one vampire knew the truth and she would never tell.
Pam found it to be strange that he wouldn't fuck and feed from the willing fangbangers and waitresses that milled in and out of the bar every night. They vied for his attentions. Vie as they might, they weren't worthy of his time. They were trashy, used, and they didn't measure up to what he has waiting for him at home. He wasn't in love with Sookie but she is his wife.
She is his wife.
Tonight, she impressed him. She'd made him proud. She'd never talked to Eric as she had. It's no secret that Sookie is more than capable of holding her own in any situation. He was just surprised that she did it with him. She'd never disrespected him before. She knew what it took to be the wife of a very powerful vampire.
She had been prepped for being his wife for all of her life. She has always been the devoted and compliant wife. She is always made up beautifully and properly. On the occasions that they went to gatherings together, she was always the most beautiful woman there. She was always dressed elegantly. She was always graceful and beyond charming. She spoke clearly and eloquently when she gave speeches. She's an octolinguist and still wanted to learn more languages. She has the ability to carry on a conversation with the oldest and most powerful vampires without missing a beat. She made each vampire feel as if they were the most important vampire in the room because once they had her, they had her full attention. Though they didn't know it, it was she that had them. She's never met a stranger or an enemy. She can handle herself in any situation but per protocol, her bodyguards are always in tow. Though she is strong and powerful, she understands the need for them. She doesn't argue. She doesn't complain. She is brilliant and beyond intelligent. She is always opened to learning something new. She has a great sense of humor. Contrary to what she believes, he has always been proud to have her at his side. Sookie was … no. Sookie is a wonderful woman.
And, she is his wife.
Fintan is always bragging about how proper his granddaughter is. He talked about how his little faery princess was the embodiment of perfection. Fintan and Adele believe that Sookie is the savior of their people. She is the only one of their kind with the essential spark. When she was born it was her birthright to marry the Viking. She's the only one of their kind, since Princess Shea, to have the gift of life. Sookie's the most powerful fae to have ever been born and just as he was pledged to her, she was promised to the Viking on her 100th birthday. That is when she became stronger and more powerful. Everything that she is belongs to Eric; her telepathy, her powers, everything. She is his.
She is his wife …but not for long.
She no longer wanted to be with him. She wanted out. She no longer loved him. Eric sat at his desk and tried to imagine a life without Sookie. He tried to imagine a life that was going to be nothing more than a void. A very human chill tiptoed up and down his spine.
"Master," Ginger said. She looked down at the ground as she spoke to him. "Are you okay?"
He gave the waitress a disinterested look. "I am fine."
"Is there anything else that I need to order?"
"No," he added sternly.
Ginger looked at her pad. "I guess we're done then?"
Eric stared coldly at the waitress. "Then why are you still here?"
She began to rock back and forth as she spoke to him. "I was just wondering if there was anything else that you needed from me."
He could tell by the way that she sounded that there was more to her question. Plus, she ran her fingers over her neck. "No, Ginger. You may go."
That was not the answer that she was looking for. "Before I do, there is something that I have to ask you, if you permit."
"Ask."
"I know that you are married and all and I never see your wife with you … I mean she's with you but not with you. I can't help but think that it can't be a very fulfilling marriage … for either of you. I was just wondering if there's anything that I can do to … ah ... you know ... to please you. This is the first time you've asked me and nothing's happened. The others are always talking about the good time that they've had with you. I was just wondering if you'd like to have a good time with me."
Eric eyed Ginger disdainfully. The life that he has grown to need is ending. The wife that he can't let go of has decided to leave him and now this waitress wants to have a good time with him. He wasn't in the mood for games. He was no longer going to play them.
"You know that I am married."
Ginger leaned forward in her seat and said, "You were married when you had good times with the other girls. I know about your vampire girlfriend. She came here tonight looking for you. So, I figured that since you have a girlfriend, you'd let me please you too."
Eric eyed the girl coldly. She was speaking on something that she knew nothing about and she has pissed him off. The sad thing is that she has no idea that she doesn't stand a chance with him. She's nothing like his wife.
Eric thought of his wife's beautiful and mesmerizing blue eyes. He thought of her hair and how it shines like the sun, and how her skin is silky smooth and golden. He thought of the smile that could melt any man's heart. Her features are sophisticated and she is graceful. Her body is curvy and voluptuous. She's intelligent and adventurous. Sookie is perfect. That thing in front of him was a poor substitute for what he has at home.
"I want nothing from you."
She stood up from her seat and walked over to his desk. She leaned her frail and shapeless body over his desk and traced her finger along his face. "If you'd give me a chance, I'll bet that I can change that." She was suddenly filled with courage. She kissed him on the mouth.
Eric pushed her off of his desk and she flew across the room and onto her flat ass. He reached into his back pocket and removed his wallet. He withdrew $200.00 from it and threw it at her. "This is your severance pay. You're fired."
Ginger picked the money up from the floor and staggered to her feet. She looked at Eric with anger and venom in her eyes. "You have some nerve."
Her brazen attitude surprised him. It made him smile for the first time tonight. "Explain," he said.
"All of you vampires are alike," she said through tears. "You fuck and feed from us and then you treat us like we're nothing. I'll bet that's how you treat your wife. That's why you're fucking the fangbangers. You don't love her. You don't respect her. She's not enough for you. You have a wife and a girlfriend. I'll bet neither of them sucks your dick the way that I can. Just give me a chance. I just want to please you."
"You don't know anything about my wife, so watch your mouth."
Ginger dropped to her knees and began begging him. "I know that you fuck fangbangers. I know that I can treat you better than she can. You ain't happy with her. Dump her and move on. I'm here for you. I'll do anything for you. You can do anything that you want to me."
Eric laughed as he stood tall over the groveling piece of trash. The sight of this human trying to be brave amused him but she needed to stop while she was ahead. His amusement only went so far.
"I'm warning you Ginger, it would be in your best interest not to say another word."
She looked at the bulge in the front of his pants and laughed. "I'm offering you a chance to do whatever you want with me. If you need to brush up on your skills, I'm more than happy to let you use me."
He pulled his lips back so that she could his fangs as they snapped beautifully in place. She was soon terrified. Her heartbeat was racing. She began sweating and shaking. Her stink began to fill the air.
"You insult my wife. You question my sexual prowess. I told you to stop while you were ahead. Stupid human; now you'll never leave this room alive."
Ginger finally realized what she'd done. Her body stiffened. The waitress could now see that she was in danger. She'd suddenly lost all ability to speak. Her heart was in her throat. She turned to run to the door but naturally, he beat her to it and locked her in. Her back was pressed against the wood. Her throat fit perfectly in the palm of his hand. He loved the feel of her pulse beating against it. Eric sniffed the girl's neck. He missed the smell of fear.
"I'm going to kill you," he whispered. "Not because I have to but because I want to."
"I'll scream," she threatened.
"Go ahead. It makes it better."
Ginger began to backtrack. "I'm sorry."
"I'm not."
Without warning, his fangs ripped into her throat with such ferocity and viciousness that her blood spilled from her neck in floods. He spat the chunk of flesh from his mouth. Her blood stained his carpet and pooled around his feet. He didn't care. There was only one thing that he was on his mind and that was Sookie. Ginger's screams of pain reminded him of the look on Sookie's face when she talked of how he didn't love her. Ginger's screams reminded him of the pain that filled the bond when Sookie asked if he was repulsed and disgusted by her. His every thought was of Sookie's pain.
After he'd killed Ginger and the sounds of her screams began to go quiet, Eric threw his head back and roared. His eyes were icy and dead. He stared down at the bloody corpse that lay at his feet. Her dead eyes stared up at him. The gaping hole in her neck was no longer bleeding. Eric looked at the dead body that was sprawled out on his floor and the sight helped to come to a conclusion.
"She is not leaving me," he said to the dead thing sprawled out at his feet. "She is my wife."