Disclaimer: The characters depicted herein are the sole property of Charlaine Harris and HBO.

A/N: This chapter will be the only one from another POV. I needed to write from Pam's perspective because she is going through so much. Forgive me! It's really short, but I'll post again tomorrow.

Also, there's a little shout out to another fic at the end of this chapter.

As always, thank you for the great reviews and keep them coming.

Chapter 22

"Sookie must have finally fallen asleep" I said to Preston from across his suite. He simply grinned at me in response, and motioned impatiently to his muscular and hairless brown body which at this moment was stark naked and perfect. I looked at him for a moment, and shook my head.

"In our younger days, Pam my darling, something like this would have aroused you immensely." He said with a trace of sadness in his voice.

"In our younger days, you were not yet King and my maker was thousands of miles away." I replied flatly.

"If you would like to be distracted from your troubled thoughts, I could always seduce you." He offered hopefully.

I had to marvel at Preston's absolute inability to evolve. He would always be a playful, beautiful man who enjoyed being over the top and always having fun. It was why I fell in love with him. However, I still can't believe they made him a King.

"You haven't seduced me individually since before the bonding." I said, less excited than I ought to have been considering his incredible talents.

"There has been no need. You are always more than willing to play. What is so different tonight?" He asked me, while flamboyantly batting his eyelashes.

"I do not like knowing that my blood is in Felipe's body. It irritates me. I am also somewhat overwhelmed with being a bystander in Eric and Sookie's lovemaking." I admitted.

"I must say, those two certainly know how to fuck." Preston said with a laugh. He normally spoke so regally; hearing profanity from Preston was as amusing as watching Sookie ignore Eric.

"So you can feel it too?" I asked him, interested.

"I usually feel everything sexually noteworthy within the hotel. It is particularly acute in this instance, as I am also able to channel those energies from my bonded and from a close personal friend, the Viking. As you know, I can turn off other people's seductions; this is just such a rare case that I'm reveling in it for the sake of study!" Preston said with sincere fascination. His love of alternative sex was my inspiration for trying everything at least once. However, his complete lack of boundaries continued to amaze me even after all these years.

"This is something I'd rather not study with you." I sulked, and walked towards the window.

"What's really bothering you Pam?" Preston asked me gently.

"I've tasted the blood of my master's bonded, Preston. Sookie has saved my life twice, directly. Indirectly, who knows how many times her abilities and bravery has helped Eric and me? She is the only human I have ever considered worthy of my time and friendship. She is part fae; I haven't discussed this with my master yet but I've been noticing her fairy qualities strengthen every day. I believe she is capable of far more than we yet know. I-" I started to say, and then stopped. I had spoken a lot more than I should have already.

"Continue, my dear." Preston urged me to go on, and I knew I could confide in him. It had been so long since I'd really talked to anyone besides Eric and I certainly couldn't discuss this next part with him. After a few minutes of pacing, I continued.

"Her blood tastes unlike anything I have ever had the immense pleasure of tasting. I have been Eric's faithful child for a long time, and I would never do anything to jeopardize that. He is an excellent maker and a brilliant sheriff. I enjoy working with him and I respect him." I said with absolute sincerity.

I paused, and Preston waited without saying anything.

"I also find myself having unusual feelings for Sookie." I said guiltily.

Preston's studied me for a moment, saying nothing.

"I would never touch her though, because she is my friend." I added hastily.

"If I didn't know you better, darling, I'd be feeling jealous right now. However, I believe that this is simply a temporary side effect of taking her blood. You have always cared for her; you are just a little infatuated from the feeding. Also, as you said, she is part fae. Combine all these things with your connection to Eric, who undoubtedly mirrors your sentiments exactly, and you have the recipe for seduction. Trust me; this is something I would know. It will pass." Preston said soothingly, and I smiled at him in appreciation.

"Thank you, your majesty" I said with a laugh, and realized I was already feeling better. "Before I come to bed" I started to say, making sure the words come and bed was as mischievous sounding as possible, "there's one more thing I want to ask you about." I looked at Preston inquiringly.

"Proceed." He said with an edge in his voice. I could tell his patience with the conversation was wearing thin. Preston's needs in the bedroom were far greater than that of an average vampire; he had to be satisfied as often as possible or certain other… attributes began to surface.

"You mentioned earlier, to Sookie, that you and Eric had already come up with several solutions to my having taken her blood. Just out of curiosity, what were they?" I asked him.

"Ah yes. I was wondering when you were going to get to that. Well, Pam, it depends. Eric seemed to be under the impression that while we are all here, together, the connection will act differently." He said with some excitement, and waited for my expression before continuing. Obviously this topic was one he was totally interested in.

I looked at him quizzically, and he continued.

"But I don't want to spoil all the fun. Now, come to bed. I won't take no for an answer." Preston said with a laugh.

The amusing thing about that statement was that he really wouldn't.

I was content that things were a little more sorted out and so I started to undress and walk towards Preston. He was lying spread-eagle on his custom made bed, which was identical in size to the one in the back room at Eventide: two king mattresses pushed together. It had a thick, white, down feather duvet with white sheets and more than half a dozen white down feather pillows. Even for a vampire as hedonistic as Preston, I always thought it was overly luxuriant. As I got down to my pink lace corset and matching thong Preston licked his lips anxiously with a huge grin.

"Shall I call the models, or would you prefer something more normative for this evening?" Preston asked me, a glint in his eye.

"Ladies choice" I said to him evilly, indicating that he was the lady in the room. With that, he leapt off the bed and pounced on me, pinning me to the floor.

"Don't start something you couldn't possibly win, young woman" Preston said, his fangs extended and his eyes changing color. I could feel the air thicken in the room as his poured his strength and passion into producing a seduction the likes of which I hadn't felt in many years. I began to grow hazy and wet all over, as though my entire body existed for the purpose of having sex at this particular moment. I let go of all control and stared at him hungrily. I wanted to be kissed by him, bitten by him, entered. I wanted everything and more. My fangs extended completely, and I ran them along Preston's nipples skillfully.

At that moment, Eric walked in.

"Master, what is the meaning of this?" I asked him dazedly through my building arousal. I looked at Preston, who merely shrugged and then giggled a little.

"You have a tendency to interrupt me at inopportune times. You've been doing it for so many years that I've begun to think it is intentional." Eric said with a smirk. "This is, as they say, payback." He finished, grinning, and then sat down on the bed a few feet away.

"Shouldn't you be with your bonded, master, as I am?" I asked him, knowing full well that she was asleep.

"Sookie has been sleeping for an hour already. However, I have no intention to stay" Eric said to me, and then looked at Preston "don't go easy on my child Pam, your majesty, just because she has been brooding all evening." He said, and then turned to leave with a growling laugh.

It had totally slipped my mind that Eric was already more aware of my feelings than I had just become of Sookie's.

I wondered what else he might know.

TBC