The After Party: Chapter 5

Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.

Thanks, FairytaleAmber for editing for me, you’re nice and stuff! 🙂 All remaining mistakes are my own.

NSFW, yet again.

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Chapter 5

Sookie’s POV

Sookie leaned against the hood of the car, focusing on her breathing. Eric got out and came toward her. “So what does that mean?” Sookie searched his face for the answer.

“It means you can feel me, and I can feel you. Always.” He traced the contour of her cheekbone. “It means you are mine.”

“You told the queen that before we figured it out…”

“I didn’t want to risk her trying to take you from me, so I claimed you. I would’ve done that even if we hadn’t exchanged blood. I don’t want to lose you.”

She took his hand in hers and looked him in the eye. “Me either. Does that mean you’re mine?”

“Of course,” he whispered.

“No one can keep us apart.”

“No one.” His lips met hers as his body crushed against her.

She moaned into his mouth and let her hands roam over his ass. He thrust, tightening the muscles in her hands and sending a shock of pleasure straight through her body. “I need you,” she said.

“Then take me,” he replied as he unbuttoned his jeans.

She pushed them down so she could knead his spectacular ass. His cock jutted up against her body making her writhe against him. The bumper dug into her calves. She panted as she waited for him to unhook her slacks, and then she sighed when his fingers dipped inside. He stroked her swollen lips through her panties, but when she tried to spread her legs, her slacks dug into her thighs. She grunted in frustration. “This isn’t going to work,” she said and then gasped as he spun her body.

Facedown on the hood of his Corvette, she propped herself up on her forearms and moaned when he wedged her pants around her knees and pulled her panties down. The cool night air kissed her bare ass, and then Eric did. He crouched behind her, trailed kisses across both cheeks, and then he dipped his tongue inside her pussy. She tilted her hips and spread her legs as far as she could, trying to give him more access.

Eric put one possessive hand on her hip while the other plunged between her legs where his fingers brushed against her clit.

She moaned again, her breath fogging the glossy red paint under her. She leaned her forehead against the cool fiberglass and squeezed her eyes shut as an orgasm shot through her. Once her breathing began to level out, she braced herself as Eric got in position behind her, taking a wide stance.

“Ready, lover?” Eric asked as he rubbed his cock against her slippery lips.

“Mm hmm,” she hummed.

He thrust into her; stealing her breath and making her entire body go rigid. The inky sky swallowed their sounds of happiness, only encouraging them to make more.

Sookie arched her body, spread her fingers across the hood, and pushed against him, meeting his thrust with as much force as she could muster. Her eyes rolled into her head and everything in the world slipped away: the car, the ground, and the sky. Only one thing mattered, the growing ball of energy forming in the center of her body.

Eric held her steady with one hand while his other slithered under her blouse. He squeezed her nipple and slammed into her while he kissed the back of her neck.

She moaned. “Bite me. I’m going to come.”

He didn’t hesitate. He opened his mouth and sank his fangs into her as his cock swelled inside her.

She screamed, letting the pleasure wash over her. It flowed through her veins and dripped out her fingertips.

He held her like that until she relaxed, and then he removed his mouth and cleaned her wound. In the next moment, he pulled out of her.

Her legs shook and a mewling sound came out of her throat.

“I feel the same way,” Eric murmured against her skin before kissing her and pulling away completely. “We still have a long drive ahead of us.”

Fabric rustled behind her, and while she was sure he was dressing, she couldn’t gather the strength to follow suit. Sensing her temporary exhaustion, Eric pulled her panties back on and then her pants, but not before giving her ass an appreciative squeeze.

“Can you walk?” he asked.

Sookie nodded. “I think so.” She pushed away from his car and took his hand, leaning heavily on him while she got back into the passenger seat. “Thank you for the, um, detour,” she said when he got behind the wheel again.

“It was my pleasure.” He picked up her hand and kissed it.

They rode in silence for a while before Sookie asked, “So what are we going to do about Bill?”

“Bill can go fuck himself,” Eric said without looking at her.

“You mean Lorena?” She sighed and then got back on topic. “He’s going to come looking for his stuff again, which means he’s going to come to me. He’ll hurt me. He’s capable of it.” She shuddered.

“Not if we’re ready for him.”

“You mean, like a trap?”

“Yes. A trap.” Eric grinned

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“Pam, I’m not here. As far as you know, I’m still away. That’s what you’ll tell anyone looking for me,” Eric said as he searched his desk.

Pam arched her eyebrow and put a hand on her hip. “My eyes deceive me.”

Sookie snorted. That Pam.

“So, if you’re not here for everyone else, where are you going so I know?” she asked.

“I’ll be at Sookie’s house waiting for Bill. He thinks she has something of his.”

“Does this have to do with the project he was working on?” She emphasized the word and looked between Sookie and Eric.

She doesn’t know what it is. “Yes. The one he was supposed to deliver to the queen?” Sookie asked.

Pam nodded.

“He promised it to Lorena and the king of Mississippi.” she added.

Pam’s eyes narrowed. “That traitor!”

Eric held up his hand. “No need to get all riled up. Bill left it at Sookie’s house, but before she left for Jackson, she moved it. We have already delivered it to the queen. Bill doesn’t know that.”

“You delivered it together? Sookie met the queen?” Pam’s eyes narrowed to tiny blue slits. “What happened in Jackson?”

Sookie sighed. “It’s a long story.”

Pam sat on the couch and crossed her ankles. “I’ve got all night.” She patted the spot next to her.

“Fill her in. She’ll find out sooner or later,” Eric said and then he pulled a box out of a drawer. “Ah, here it is.”

Sookie perched on the couch next to Pam. “I went to Jackson with Alcide in the hopes of finding Bill.”

Pam motioned for her to fast forward and rolled her eyes as if she were bored.

“Well,” Sookie continued, ignoring Pam. “He took me to Josephine’s a couple of times, and I got staked.” She lifted the edge of her shirt and showed her the glossy round scar.

Pam traced it with her fingers, making Sookie giggle.

“That tickles.” She smoothed her shirt back down. “Turns out I saved the king’s second in command, so he offered to take me back to his place to heal me. Luckily, Eric was there that night, so he came with me.”

“What about Alcide?”

“He turned, everyone did. Full moon.”

Pam nodded, not looking bored in the slightest.

“So, Eric, Russell, Talbot, that’s his human boyfriend, and I all went back to his mansion. On the way, Talbot transmitted enough information that I put it all together. Lorena was hired by Russell to get Bill to hand over the information.” She swallowed hard as the images flashed through her brain. “Anyway, it worked. He told them everything. Meanwhile, I got staked.” She shook her head. “So Russell helped me as thanks for saving Betty Joe, that’s his second. He brought in one of the men living there, who produces extra saliva.”

Pam lifted the edge of her shirt and frowned. “Saliva didn’t heal this wound.”

Sookie looked at Eric and then said, “Eric gave me blood.”

“When was this?”

“A few nights ago…”

“Where have you been since?” She looked between them, suspiciously.

“We took the computer to the queen last night,” Sookie said.

“And before?”

“A friend of mine has a house in Jackson. We stayed there for a couple of nights,” Eric added casually.

“The two of you … together?” She lifted her eyebrow. “What happened in Jackson?” she asked again.

“It was the third time I’ve had Eric’s blood. We’re bonded,” Sookie added with a whisper, unsure about how Pam would react.

“You’re bonded to Eric,” she said. “And you’re fucking?”

Sookie’s cheeks burned but she nodded.

“It’s about damn time!” Pam pulled Sookie into a hug and spoke over her shoulder to Eric. “Does this mean I don’t have to hear about you pining for her anymore?”

Sookie pulled away from her, smiling. “Pining for me? Eric?”

“Why do you think I followed you to Dallas? Or Jackson, for that matter?” he muttered and then scowled at Pam.

Sookie stood and walked toward Eric. “And why do you think I agreed to do that dance with Tara?”

“I thought Alicide…”

She shook her head. “It was for you. I knew you would appreciate it.”

“Many people appreciated the view of your body that night.” He clenched his jaw.

“But only you got to appreciate it up close and personal.” She stood up on her toes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him. His arms snaked around her body as his tongue pushed into her mouth. She moaned as heat shot through her. Eventually, she had to force herself away to breathe, flushing again as she remembered that Pam was still in the room.

“Don’t stop on account of me,” Pam said giving her a dazzling smile.

“We should probably go,” Sookie said, but Eric’s hands traveled south, settling firmly on her ass. He pulled her soft body against his very firm one. “We have a trap to set…”

Eric sighed and released his grip on her.

“What are you going to do with him if he shows up?” Pam asked.

Eric opened the box, revealing a pair of silver handcuffs.

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Dun, dun, duuuuuun!! On to The After Party: Chapter 6