Getaway Ch 8: Blue Lagoon

Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.

I want to go, anyone want to come with me? This is another attempt to get Sookie to relax about having the sex with Eric in public. If she hesitates I think I might disown her!

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Blue Lagoon

We both woke shortly after sunset, enjoying the warm bed. He was stroking my side and inhaling the scent of my hair. His voice opened my eyes, “We should leave soon, we have a little traveling to do tonight.”

I rolled over to face him, “Where are we going?”

“Soon enough, Lover. You will see.”

I was resigned to his secret by this time and attempted not to pout. “Ok, fine. What should I wear?”

“Dress warmly, the air outside will be quite cold. It’s been snowing.”

First things first, I was hungry. I sliced two pieces of bread and drizzled them with honey. It was delicious. Eric was still in bed, watching me. “Are you sure you wouldn’t like me to go in another room?” I asked, covering my mouth.

“Where, the bathroom? Don’t be silly. As I said before, you need food to keep your strength, and I intend to utilize it.” His voice was full of mischief and it was killing me not to know what his plans were. I dressed in a hurry, wearing a cozy sweater and jeans, and pulled on a pair of the wooly socks from Tara’s store.

“Ok, I think this is as warm as I can get.” I said to him, fully dressed and ready to go with my coat over my arm.

“You should be fine for this short distance, but you may need something warmer for our next outing.” Just what I needed, another secret plan. I growled at him in playful frustration and he took my hand to leave.

We walked outside and it was still snowing, but only lightly now. After finding a secluded spot, he told me to jump up on him and hold tight. Oh, so this is how we were going to travel. Who needs a rental car? I pulled my hood tight in anticipation of our journey. He launched into the air and the cold air bit my face so I nuzzled against his chest. We were flying through the snow, and I heard his voice through his chest, “We’re almost there, I can almost see the lights of Grindavík.”

As we began our descent I looked up at him. His blonde hair flying around his face wildly, dusted with snow. He was stunning. He just smiled at me as he touched down in the shadows of a very large building surrounded by steam. He took my hand and practically dragged me behind him since he was taking such long strides. I had to jog to keep up with him, which was good because it warmed my body back up a bit.

We entered the building and walked up to the reception desk where a very nice-looking man was waiting for us with a smile on his face. “Welcome to the Blue Lagoon” he said in English. Eric handed over his credit card and signed something and we were handed two blue bracelets. “Enjoy your stay.”

Eric took my hand again and said, “Follow me.”

We were in a very large open room, full of lockers and showers. I put my bracelet on, following his lead and touched a locker with it and the door opened. There were hooks for my clothes and a large robe. “We must shower first, there are strict rules about that here.” And he began to undress me. I still didn’t know what to say, so I just let him undress me and lead me to the showers. He wrapped me in my robe, and he in his, then took my hand again and lead me outside. Now I panicked and stopped moving. “We’re going swimming outside, naked. In the snow?”

“Trust me.” He said and grinned down at me. I relaxed and followed him again. There was a pool surrounded by lava rocks and soft lights. Everything was covered with steam. “There shouldn’t be too many people here, so we will have plenty of privacy.” He pulled my robe off and a shiver ran through me. I was already freezing! He put our robes on a chair in a covered area. He leaned over and grabbed two small wooden boxes, then took my hand again and walked me into the water.

My feet felt like they were on fire and ached from the extremes of temperature. As we walked deeper into the pool my body adjusted, it felt perfect and I was tempted to dive in the rest of the way. I was finally up to my neck. Eric sighed as his body warmed up. I reached over and touched him and he felt almost human. “What is this place?” I asked, my voice full of wonder.

“It’s a geothermal pool formed by the output of that power plant over there,” he pointed to a few buildings covered in steam. “They harness the energy from a nearby lava flow to run turbines and by the time the water and steam are funneled here the pool is perfect human temperature.”

“So we’re swimming in power plant waste water?” I was amazed. “This is the most beautiful place I have ever been!” No wonder he loved this place so much.

He was pulling me farther away from the buildings and toward the side where a sharp outcrop of lava rocks jutted out of the water. He was standing waist deep in the water. He leaned over to the rocks and set the boxes down. I eyed the boxes suspiciously, “What’s in there?” and he opened one to show me. White silica mud, packed to the top of the little box. He dipped a finger in and touched it to my cheek, then smeared it down my neck. “Oh, is that how it’s going to be?” I laughed and grabbed a small handful and artfully painted his face with stripes until he looked like a warrior. I spread the rest of the mud in my hands over his smooth chest. He cocked and eyebrow at me and grabbed his own handful and trailed his fingers lightly over my face. Coating both hands with the mud, he reached out to me and grabbed a breast in each hand and rubbed until they were thoroughly coated and I was thoroughly ready to jump him. I sighed and leaned my head back. “Here” he said, guiding my body the rest of the way, “lean back and float.” He used more mud and painted my neck and stomach in little swirling patterns, trailing down to my hips. I locked my legs around his waist. It was still snowing and the feeling of tiny pieces of ice stinging my warmed skin was breathtaking. Eric’s hand traveled down my legs, coating them with mud and causing me to moan. He unhooked my legs from his waist and winked at me.

He dipped his head in the water, but didn’t come back up. His hands reached up from under the water and positioned my legs over his shoulders. I had to bite my lip as he nuzzled his face between my legs. My body was floating in the water, moving with Eric’s mouth. I could hear the soft whooshing noise of water flowing slowly under me, and felt the tickle of tiny bubbles of steam rolling through the water, hitting my skin then running up to the surface of the water. I was already flushed from the heat of the water and now I felt like I was on fire from the talented tongue pushing in and out of me. I pushed my heels into his back and felt my muscles clenching as I came hard.

I felt his hands on my body and opened my eyes to see him standing over me again, rewrapping my legs around his waist. “I love that no breathing thing.” I whispered to him. He looked happy. I felt the hardness of his cock pushing against my swollen lips and as he held me firmly by the hips, he sank slowly into me to the hilt, pushing a groan from both of us. My hair was floating away from me like rays of sunshine, and as he moved me my hair pulsed to and from my head. He was pushing in and out of me with such fluid grace that the water around us hardly moved. The water made my skin feel ripe. “Bite me.” I murmured and he lifted me out of the water by my shoulders until I was pressed against his chest and he bit low on the side of my neck. I felt like a plum as his fangs descended into my taut skin. I bit into my lip to stifle the scream of pleasure. The vibration from our mutual orgasm sent ripples through the water, splashing against the rocks behind us.

“Divine.” He mumbled against my neck, then kissed me and sucked on the swollen part of my lip licking the small amount of blood from me. “Yes, you really are.” I said to him.

“I meant you, not me.” He said, pulling me away from him enough to look into my eyes.

“Listen, if anyone is god-like here, it’s you. I mean, really. You are amazing.” I couldn’t be more serious. “Besides, you are fully aware of how delicious you look, so don’t try to feign modesty with me! Especially this delectable ass of yours.” I reached down and grabbed him and growled at him playfully. My lively movements had not gone unnoticed by him and I felt hid dick stirring inside me again. “See? Amazing!” I said, satisfied. “I’m just trying to keep up with you, as if I could. You are insatiable!” He said to me. Now I was proving his point as I was lifting myself to slide up and down his shaft, rubbing my breasts on him and already starting to shake with need. He roughly grabbed my ass and helped me reach my climax by slamming me down on him, it only took a few times and I was quaking around him. He continued the unrelenting pounding, using my body as leverage to get him off. He shuddered inside me again.

My head was starting to accumulate snow and I shivered from cold this time. Still holding onto me, Eric dipped us both into the warm water again and I felt like I would have melted away if not for him. I was still feeling a little weak when he pulled me away from him and swung me over to his back. “Hold on.” He said, as he pushed his way through the pool. I was really enjoying the feel of his muscles move under me. I couldn’t see where we were going because of the steam surrounding us, and was suddenly aware of a roaring noise.

Eric stopped swimming and pulled me near a warm waterfall. I leaned my head from side to side, letting the water hammer into my skin. Eric stood behind me and massaged my back until I felt boneless. If I got any more relaxed I would slip into a coma. I leaned back into him and was happy to have his arms cradle me, letting my legs float in and out of the waterfall.

We spent hours dipping our bodies in and out of the water, warming up any time the snow started to gather. A few times, Eric’s shoulders gathered snow since his body didn’t melt it, and I couldn’t help but reach up and nibble it from his skin. He hugged me tightly.

We made our way out of the pool, found our robes and went inside to the Lagoon Bar. We both ordered a light dinner, and sat in the window watching the snow and steam while we ate. Eric sipped his blood slowly, and by the time I was done with my food, he was staring across the table at me.

“Should we head back to the hotel so you can get some rest? We could order a movie and cuddle.” Eric said. Could he be more adorable? I’m sure my glazed eyes were full of sappy love.

“That sounds great.” I said.

We showered again and got our clothes out of the lockers and got dressed. Eric took our bracelets to the reception desk and settled the bill we had accumulated. I thanked him several times. I pulled my hood down tight again and jumped into his open arms, hugging him tightly. “This has been the most amazing vacation of my life, and it has only just begun! I am the luckiest girl in the world.” I whispered into his neck. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to, I felt it all from him. He felt like he was the lucky one.

Well maybe we were both lucky.

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A little sappy, sure, but nothing beats having sex in a natural hot spring. Haven’t tried it? I suggest you do! 🙂 Review please!

On to Getaway Ch 9: Movie Night

14 thoughts on “Getaway Ch 8: Blue Lagoon

  1. Mindy says:

    So I so want to go there. What a fantastic fantasy. It sounds so wonderful. I really liked this chapter. Can Eric be anymore perfect, “order a movie and cuddle” gaaaaaaw.

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  2. theladykt says:

    that place sounds wonderful.

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  3. romantic2soul says:

    This is a beautiful, loving, uncomplicated vacation and I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. Can Eric and Sookie really have this, with nothing to do but make love and enjoy each other.

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    • Oh yes, they can have it, and so much more. 🙂 There is no shoe dropping. Just uncomplicated bliss. THIS is the reason I cannot write conflict into my own stories easily, because everything I have written for FF (with a tiny exception of a little angst in Switched) is resolving CH’s conflict, not making more! Oh well, I’m learning, and that’s good, right? 🙂 At least I figured out how to write sex. Lots and lots of sex. LOL

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  4. Rosemary says:

    I would like to book right how much extra for the Viking??? I gladly pay it.

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  5. Lynn says:

    What an awesome place. Sounds relaxing.

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  6. shoegirl01 says:

    Sp adorable! Not needing oxygen sure is handy! hihihi

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  7. Tree says:

    That settles it: I want to to go Iceland in February! Dang…sounds nice.

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