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Chapter 11
Totally consumed by lust, Eric came inside me with a loud moan. I, on the other hand, lost all my desire instantly and felt my arousal turn to disgust.
"Bill! How dare you spy on us?" I yelled at him, my voice shaking with anger.
Eric turned to his head and looked at Bill; his expression a combination of smugness and irritation.
"Compton, you must have a death wish." He said, pulling out of me and quickly smoothing down my dress so that it covered me up. My mind was a blur of every emotion possible and I was shocked that Bill would actually watch me have sex with Eric. As Eric put me back down, I had to reach for the wall to hold me up as my knees were no longer able to support me.
"My apologies" Bill started icily, while turning around and walking away "I just wanted to make sure Sookie was okay." He finished, and then disappeared back into the dimness of the restaurant. I thought I caught a glimpse of fang while he spoke but I couldn't be sure.
For a terrible moment, I wanted to slap Eric for allowing himself to climax right in front of Bill when I was able to control myself. But then I thought about how much restraint he had been showing before, and redirected my anger. He is a vampire, after all, and we were both seconds away from finishing. Bill must have been able to sense what we were doing, and yet he still walked towards us and didn't as much as cough politely to let us know he was there. If I found a moment alone with him on the trip, he was going to hear a piece of my mind. Feeling my rage, Eric put a hand on my face and gently brushed away a strand of hair, trying to calm me down.
"Dear one, you must not let Bill upset you. He is not important." He leaned in and kissed me passionately. "It is our bond and our love that is important now." Eric said quietly.
"How could he just stand there like that?" I demanded, unable to let go of my frustration.
"You forget that vampires have a different concept of sexual taboo. In the other room, for example, there are three hungry vampires and three beautiful women undoubtedly all having sex. By now, Pam has probably even joined in. Vampires care not about human ideas of shame." Eric said, pointedly.
"But Bill is my ex, and you are his boss! Surely he knew we'd be angry!" Usually Eric was the first person to point out Bill's many faults and the fact that he wasn't taking my side on this was infuriating.
"Sookie, Bill is not impervious to the sexual energy in this bar. He was feeling everyone's bloodlust and Preston's seduction just as strongly as you and I. He probably walked away to clear his head and check up on you like he said. When he found us having sex he couldn't help himself but watch. Our desire for another was so intense and so beautiful that it almost outweighed his anger at seeing us together." There was a bizarre kind of logic to what Eric had said; vamps did get off on all sorts of unusual stuff, so I decided to leave it alone for the time being. "If you are still angry once your sexual frustration wears off, I will have words with him." He looked at me and smiled.
"No, Eric, it's okay. I'm just not used to having everything so…out in the open like this. When do you think it'll be safe for us to go back into the restaurant? We should really get everything sorted out with Felipe and Victor, and then we'll go somewhere private to talk. You need to know what I heard." I said cryptically, not willing to elaborate any further while still in Preston's bar.
"You're right, lover, but Preston wishes for us to remain here until sunrise. I will not disrespect him by leaving. He has been very kind to us." Eric gave me a look which indicated it would be useless to argue.
"I know. We will stay until he tells us we can go. I'm starving though; I never got to eat before because Felipe showed up." I whined.
"It would be unwise to go back into the bar just yet. We must wait a little longer, until the haze of lust and hunger is fully satiated. Also, I would like to give my child Pam a chance to enjoy herself. It has been a while since she has indulged." Eric said simply.
"What am I going to do for food then?" I asked him.
"I think we will go to Preston's private room now. I can feel your hunger and bitterness as though it were my own. I doubt the kitchen is still open, and you need sustenance and release now. We will resolve this; you will take my blood again. It is not up for debate." Eric said authoritatively, though with kindness.
"Eric, I am not a vampire. I will not drink blood for food." I said.
"Sookie, we will be awake for another six hours. If you do not eat, you will be weak and vulnerable and I don't know what else we might have to deal with tonight. Please do this for me. I would not ask it of you if it weren't the only way." Eric stated.
"Fine, but I am a human, Eric, and it would be nice if you would remember that!" I snapped, and started walking towards the door at the end of the hall.
* * * * *
Preston's back room was actually very straightforward, completely contradictory to the ethereal feel of the restaurant. It was dimly lit, had a small bar on the back wall, and the rest of the room was taken up with a bed that had to be at least the size of two king mattresses pushed together. All over the floor and the bed were pillows of varying sizes and colors and shapes. It was designed for parties of no more than four or five; which I figured for Preston was probably the standard number. The only function of this room was sex, and I marveled at how differently some people live out their lives from others. Or their deaths ha-ha.
"Lover, I'm sorry. I should have been better prepared to suit your needs. Perhaps there is another way for us to get you fed." Eric said gently, and sat down on the enormous bed.
"No, Eric, you were right. I just overreacted because I'm cranky, I'm hungry, and I'm frustrated about what happened in the hallway. I know it sounds stupid, but I was so turned on that when I didn't get to, you know, finish, it actually made me upset for some reason. I don't know why." I said, and flushed with embarrassment.
"Dear one, that is not stupid at all. You were barely in control of yourself, and yet you managed to stop even though your entire body was screaming for release. Of course you are upset; your body feels it's unfair that you were interrupted while making love to me. I agree with your body." Eric laughed and reached out for my arm while pulling me down to the bed playfully and kissing me. I giggled a little, but then turned serious.
"Eric, we're alone now. I think I should tell you what I got from Felipe's-" I started to say but Eric cut me off.
"Sookie, you don't know who might be listening. We will talk later." I couldn't argue with him, so I just lay down on the bed in resignation. Before I could protest, Eric was running his hands up my legs and pushing my dress up gently. "I am going to satisfy your hunger, lover, in more ways than one." He said, and starting kissing my ankles, my calves, my thighs and then my lower abdomen. He looked at me with love in his eyes, and then bit his arm. "Drink, Sookie, and I will taste you too."
I grabbed his arms and started to suck, feeling happier and warmer and more aroused with every pull. He started to moan, and buried his face between my legs while licking me quickly and with incredible skill. He inserted two fingers into my wetness and rubbed me while flicking my mound with the tip of his tongue. I kept sucking his arm, and felt myself fill with unbearable longing. Eric was moaning into me as he licked, and suddenly I couldn't control myself any longer. He looked up at me, smiled a gorgeous sexy smile, and we both came together.
After a few moments of relaxed silence and cuddling, Eric started to stir.
"Is that better, my beautiful pouty princess?" Eric asked jokingly.
"Yes, Viking, it is" I said with amusement "much better."
"I'm so glad I could be of service." Eric said with a huge grin, and leapt off the bed. "I think it is okay to return to the restaurant now, lover. I sense a feeling of satisfaction and relief that goes beyond our own." He looked at me, and I nodded in response. "It is unfortunate that we have business to attend to; hopefully we can resolve everything by tomorrow night. I would love to lie on the beach with you at moonlight." Eric said with a dreamy look in his eyes.
I couldn't bring myself to tell him that that was very unlikely, as Felipe fully intended to go to war. He was so happy right now I didn't want to ruin it. The idea of lying in the sand with Eric and taking in the stars had been on my mind since we landed, I understood the fantasy completely. Trying my best to subdue my feelings of disappointment, I stood up and rearranged myself. I looked thoroughly ravaged and I still wanted to show off my dress to Pam. When I was satisfied that I had pulled myself together, I reached for Eric's hand and walked towards the door.
* * * * *
Just before leaving the dark hallway and entering the main restaurant, Eric stopped me.
"After an orgy such as the one which just occurred here, some vampires can be a little giddy. I thought you should know this in case anyone acts differently." Eric said happily. It was clear that he was excited to be in the company of flushed and sated vamps who like to party.
"Thanks for the tip." I said with a laugh.
"No problem. Once we've all talked and sorted everything out, I expect you to save me a dance. Preston will undoubtedly try to keep you from me, just for his own amusement. He is quite a dancer." Eric said.
"Well then I guess you'll have to impress with me with your moves or watch me dance with him." I said, and led the way back into the bar. Eric scowled for a moment, and then smiled.
As soon as my eyes adjusted to the flickering lights from the stars on the wall, I was able to see Pam on the floor with Preston. She was laughing an ecstatic sounding laugh and holding his hand as they spun around, sending clouds of the smoky substance from the floor around the room. The sexual haze had lifted and all that remained of the previous atmosphere was the dreamlike quality of the bar. Felipe, Victor and the models were nowhere to be seen; Bill was sitting in our booth drinking a glass of blood and looking as broody as I had ever seen him. I wondered if he had fed at all from the girls. If so, why drink blood now? If not, how could he overcome his desire? I couldn't give it too much thought, however, because as soon as Pam saw me and Eric she ran over and gave me a hug. She was looking quite healthy and absolutely stunning in an iridescent pink backless satin gown. I started to wonder how she avoiding getting blood on it, and then thought better of it.
She then pulled away and looked at me admiringly. "Aloha Sookie" she said with a grin "I love you in that dress. You look stunning and sweet" she continued, while taking in my flushed cheeks and the bite marks on my neck. She then turned to Eric and bowed deeply, though with an expression of absolute delight. I had never seen her looking so unabashedly happy, and I assumed it must be because of Preston and the model twins.
"Master" she smiled "I am pleased to see you looking so…refreshed." She said with a glint in her eye.
"Thank you, Pam. You seem to be enjoying yourself." He replied, amused.
"You know how I like to take part in Preston's little games." She said, at which Preston walked over to us, smiling grandly.
"Look who is back!" He said. "We missed you two beautiful creatures out here in the bar, but I think we managed fine. Wouldn't you agree Pam my darling?" Preston said, and pulled her to him in a huge embrace. After a few moments of over-the-top kissing, they broke apart giggling. It was like Pam was, well, high. "I expect that you will say yes next time?" Preston asked me.
"We'll see." I said, and blushed. Pam and Preston beamed at my almost-compliance. Vampires.
"Preston" Eric said, changing the subject "we should perhaps make some arrangements as to Felipe and Victor's fate. Do you agree?" He asked, while walking back our booth where Bill was now sitting.
"When did you become such a bore? The last time we were all together and I threw an orgy, I seem to recall you wearing an animal hide and pillaging close on ten girls in a row without stopping. Have you lost your sense of adventure, Viking?" Preston asked, concerned. I had to laugh at his blatant disregard for anything which didn't include sex.
"No, I just prefer to pillage my telepathic fairy." He said, and swatted me on the bum with pride.
"That's the spirit!" Preston said happily, and then proceeded to sit down in the booth. "We will discuss De Castro, but after that we will dance." He said, and everyone else nodded except Bill, who simply kept a blank expression and focused on looking at his glass. If I hadn't been so mad earlier, I would have felt bad for him. After all, he did come here to protect Eric and me. Noticing Bill's moodiness, Preston looked at him in frustration. "Bill, I command you to enjoy yourself no matter how much you'd rather ruin my mood. You will unwind tonight even if I have to make you." With that, Bill looked up from his glass and smiled weakly.
"Yes Your Majesty, I apologize for forgetting my manners. It will not happen again."
Instinctively, I grabbed Bill's hand underneath the table for a moment and gave him a supportive squeeze. I don't know why, but I wasn't mad anymore. I looked up at his face and noticed his fangs had run down a little. Preston nodded appreciatively at Bill's compliance, but I knew it was only because of my touch.
TBC – Thanks to everyone who has shown interest in the fic. Please review! Your comments keep me writing!