Up All Night: Chapter 18

Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.

Very NSFW. You’ve been warned. All mistakes are my own.

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Chapter 18

Eric’s POV

When they pulled into Eric’s driveway, the headlights of his car swept across an old, beat up V.W. van. “She’s early,” he muttered, checking the clock on the dashboard.

“Who’s early?” Sookie asked, frowning at the van.

“The witch.” He stepped out of his car and found her waiting on his front steps. “You’re early.”

Octavia straightened her back as she stood. Power rippled around her, making her seem much larger than her five foot three inches. “I’m here to work. Early or not. What do you need this time?” she asked, eyeing Sookie.

“A stronger protection spell,” he replied.

“You’re serious.” Sookie’s eyes jerked between them. “She’s a witch? A real live witch?”

“Excuse us for a moment,” Eric said before escorting Sookie inside. “I should’ve told you,” he explained as he sat with her in the front room. “My house is protected against dangerous entities: weres, demons, and other vampires. But it never occurred to me to add fairies to that list until now.”

“Weres? As in werewolves?” Her mouth hung open.

“Yes.”

“And witches and demons.” She shook her head.

“It must be a lot to take in. I didn’t mean to alarm you, I only want to keep you safe.” He gathered her hands in his and kissed them. “During the day, I’m helpless.” As much as he hated admitting it, she needed to know the truth.

“So she’s going to do a spell to keep fairies away?”

Eric nodded.

“But we’re fairies.” She motioned between them.

“You have a good point.” He stood and walked outside. “Octavia, please come inside so we can discuss your work in private.” He looked around the neighborhood suspiciously.

She heaved her large bag over her shoulder and followed him inside where Sookie still sat on the couch.

He closed the door behind Octavia, making her tense. He held his hands up defensively and whispered, “Don’t be nervous. There are ears everywhere out there.”

Octavia lifted an eyebrow and looked around his house. “I’d like to get this over with, if it’s all the same to you and your … whatever she is.” She jerked her head toward Sookie.

Sookie scoffed and then her mouth fell open. “Are you a vampire too?”

Octavia shook her head. “I’m more alive than most folks ever will be.”

Sookie frowned and tilted her head. “I’m his girlfriend, by the way,” she said.

“That’s not what I meant,” Octavia replied.

Sookie shifted uncomfortably, so Eric said, “Pam, Sookie, and I need to be protected, along with anyone we invite in. Can you do that?”

Octavia narrowed her eyes and finally answered, “Yes. It’s not going be cheap. And we’re going to need Pam.”

“I can pay you whatever you need. We need protection from everyone. Fae, were, demon, vampire, human. Everyone.”

“I understand.”

“I would like you to include everything to the edge of the property.” Eric looked out the kitchen window into the backyard where the fence separated his yard from his neighbor’s. He opened his cell phone and called Pam, telling her she needed to come home for a brief appearance, leaving Ginger and Belinda in charge.

By the time Octavia had everything set up, Pam had joined the group.

“So, can we rescind invitations, just like a human?” Pam asked.

Octavia nodded. “It will be very similar to that. Please be quiet now.” Her face went slack and she gripped a handful of herbs tightly as she recited a passage over and over in Latin. Eric, Pam, and Sookie sat together in the front room, and remained completely still as she circled them three times before heading outside. Eric watched from the windows as she drew an invisible barrier around the house and surrounding property.

Pam checked the clock on the wall and sighed. “Can I go back to work?”

Eric held his finger up. “Be patient. She’s not finished yet.”

“So are you going to live here now?” Pam asked, looking directly at Sookie.

Eric put his arm around Sookie. “For a while. Until it’s safe for her to return home.”

“Safe?”

“I was attacked,” Sookie said, sliding her hand into her pocket where she’d put the fairy knife after showing him.

“By Murry,” he said, and then added, “She killed him.”

Awe flickered across Pam’s face and then she smiled. “Impressive.”

Sookie blushed but didn’t elaborate on how she did it.

The muffled sound of Octavia’s chant filled the silent night air, gaining momentum and volume and then, a ripple of energy worked its way through the house.

“Invite me in!” Octavia shouted from the front sidewalk.

Eric walked out to her, followed by Pam and Sookie. “Are you locked out?”

“Of course.” Octavia lifted her chin and scoffed. “You think I would include myself in your protection spell?” Exhaustion was etched around her eyes.

“What happens if you try to get through without an invitation?” Pam asked, touching the invisible boundary experimentally.

“It will hurt. As it is, I’m nauseous just standing here. I included a repulsion spell just for good measure. Folks won’t want to get near your house.” Her face crumpled a little as if she were trying not to throw up.

“Please come in,” Eric said. A tiny zap of electricity crackled as Octavia passed through the protective bubble, but she remained unharmed.

“Thank you. You will need to invite your guests in each and every time. And now for payment; this spell will cost you five.”

“I’ll let you handle that part,” Pam said. “I’m going back to work. Thanks for keeping us safe,” she added, directing her words at Octavia who acknowledged them with a cool nod before Pam left.

“Give me a moment,” Eric said, excusing himself, leaving Sookie and Octavia alone.

When he returned, Sookie was looking at her in the same strange way she’d been doing earlier, and neither spoke.

“Five thousand. Anything else?” Eric asked.

“No, thank you,” Octavia replied, standing to take the large stack of cash out of his hand.

Sookie’s mouth hung open.

“Good luck with your … whatever is going on,” Octavia said before she left. Her old van sputtered as she shifted gears, leaving behind a cloud of diesel smoke.

Eric closed the door and sighed.

“I couldn’t read her mind,” Sookie said.

“No?”

She shook her head. “I’ve never met a human who could do that.”

“Her magic is strong. It will keep you safe during the day.” He sat down next to her on the couch and lifted her hands into his. “You must not go out without me.”

She frowned. “But I—”

“Please don’t fight me again.”

Her shoulders slumped. “I need to make some phone calls. I want to make sure Gran got to Jason’s safely and Beth needs to know I’ll be gone for a while. How long do you think we’ll be on our cruise?” she asked, using air quotes around the last word.

Eric handed her his phone and she dialed. “A week? We must wait for Niall.”

She rolled her eyes. “Great.” She held her finger up and spoke into the phone. “Hey Jas, Gran get there okay? Good.” She sighed. “I know, but don’t take advantage of her, okay? Make sure you watch after her.” She sighed again. “Yes, everyday! Just keep her company, okay? You too. Bye.” She hung up and dialed another number. “Beth, it’s Sookie. Listen, I’m going on vacation. I know, it’s short notice, but Eric is taking me on a cruise and I couldn’t say no. Will you explain it to Mrs. Mahon? Thanks. You’re the best. Will do! Bye!”

She slumped against the couch, dropping the phone next to her. “I don’t like lying to them. I also don’t like that my future is in the hands of a lying, manipulative, war-hungry fairy.”

“Your future is with me,” he reminded her.

She smiled. “I like the sound of that.” She squeezed his hands. “Will you take me to a grocery store? I’m going to need to eat if you’re keeping me captive.”

“Captive?” He lifted an eyebrow. “I thought I might be the one all tied up. I went shopping.”

A tiny moan escaped her lips. “That seems like a good plan.” As she spoke, her lips brushed against his, her warm breath caressing his skin. “Food can wait. Follow me.” She stood and walked down the hall toward his bedroom. “Where are the…” she trailed off and looked around the room.

Eric retrieved the straps from a drawer and put them on the dresser. He waited for instructions.

Sookie pulled the blankets and top sheet off the bed, depositing them on the floor. Next, she covered the camera on the headboard, which had become second nature to her. “Undress,” she said, swallowing hard.

He smiled around his fangs and pulled his shirt up and off his head slowly, her eyes never leaving him. When he unbuttoned his jeans, her breath caught and she licked her lips. He hooked his thumbs over the waistband and pushed down, wiggling his ass. Her breath came out in short ragged gasps as his cock sprang out of his pants. He stepped out of his socks and shoes and said, “Now what?”

“Watch,” she whispered. Her fingers lifted the hem of her shirt, dragging it slowly up and over her breasts, finally dropping it on the floor. He had to resist the urge to help her. When she stepped out of her pants and stood in front of him in her bra and panties, she said, “Get on the bed.”

He obediently sat on the edge of the mattress while she retrieved the straps.

She held one up and examined it. “How do I…?”

He put his hand on top of hers and loosened the buckle. “This goes here,” he said, slipping it over his hand. “Tighten it.”

She pulled on the strap and smiled before moving on to the other hand and his feet. She stood up between his legs, never touching him, making his body ache for her. “Lie down,” she commanded, and then she pushed on his chest. Hard.

He fell backward, bouncing against the mattress.

“Get in the middle,” she said, so he did. And then her warm hands wrapped around his right foot. She disappeared by the side of the bed and then the strap around his ankle tightened. She ran her fingers up his leg, stopping before she got to his dick and then down to his left foot. She pulled on the strap until it was taut against the edge of the mattress, holding him firmly in position. Starting at his hip, she dragged her fingers up the side of his body until she reached his arm. She tugged lightly, cradling his hand in hers. Before tying it to the bed, she pressed her covered breast against his palm, making him squeeze his eyes shut. She walked around the bed to the other side and grabbed his elbow, stretching out his last free limb to the corner. She tightened the last strap and then sucked his middle finger into her mouth.

His eyes snapped open and his hips lifted off the bed as her hot tongue swirled around him. He groaned.

Sookie released her hold and smiled, scraping him with her teeth. “I want you to pretend you can’t get up. Okay?” She batted her eyelashes. “No matter what.”

“Okay,” he whispered, wanting nothing more than for her to touch him again.

“Good.” She climbed onto the bed and kissed his palm, her warm, wet mouth moving down his arm toward his chest. She sucked one of his nipples into her mouth and rolled it against her teeth. She leaned across his chest and took the other nipple between her lips, sucking and licking until he moaned. She straddled his body then, but didn’t sit on him; she started trailing kisses along the other arm.

He strained against the straps, desperate to get her hot body closer.

She clicked her tongue. “You promised.”

He relaxed his hands and was rewarded by her kissing each of his fingers, sucking each one inside her mouth. Balancing on one knee, her other leg hovering over his face, giving him a spectacular view. He could hear her blood pulsing through her veins and her heart hammering in her chest, stirring his hunger. As if she could read his mind, she lowered her leg to his mouth, giving him the opportunity to kiss it, waiting for her to offer more.

“Have a taste,” she said, pushing her thigh against his mouth.

He pulled his lips back, exposing his fangs, and then he sank them into her flesh, moaning as her searing blood coated his throat. Cum dribbled out of his cock. He finally removed his mouth and healed her.

She pushed herself upright, and that time, she sat on him, her heat nearly burning a hole through him. She twisted her arm behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting it slide down her arms. With a flick of the wrist, she tossed the lacy material onto the floor and then cupped her breasts. She closed her eyes and ran her thumbs across her nipples, moving her hands in slow circles. Her nipples hardened and she moaned.

He tilted his hips toward her, and groaned with frustration, finally giving up when he couldn’t reach her.

She opened her eyes and smiled as she rolled her hips, crushing her sex against his torso. She leaned forward and kissed him, rubbing her hard nipples against his chest. He thrust his tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it. When she pulled away to breathe, she nuzzled into his neck and nipped at his skin with her blunt teeth. He wanted her to bite him hard, but she didn’t. She rubbed her breasts against his face, letting him kiss each one briefly before leaning backward. She pushed a finger inside his mouth and, while he watched, dipped it inside her panties. Her wrist contorted as she pushed inside and then her eyes closed and her mouth hung open. He rolled his hips, imagining his cock buried inside her. He grunted softly each time she gyrated to meet her hand. Tiny tremors rippled through her thighs and into him as she came.

When her eyes opened, they were hungry. She offered her finger to him and he gladly sucked it clean, the sweet flavor of her pussy tiding him over for a moment. She pulled away, kneeled next to him, and wiggled until she had her panties off. He couldn’t take his eyes off her swollen lips.

“I want to come again,” she said, touching herself.

“Let me help you.” He licked his lips. “Please.”

She nodded and crawled closer before swinging her leg over his shoulder. Kneeling over his face, she smiled as she lowered herself, stopping just out of reach of his tongue.

“Please,” he begged, thrusting his tongue into the air.

Sookie gripped the shelf above his head and swayed back and forth. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want to make you come.” He inhaled deeply and groaned. His cock twitched and more cum trickled out.

“Yes,” she whispered and then sank down on his mouth.

He thrust his tongue inside her, making her sigh and moan. She whirled her hips around and around, moving in time with him, making her moan louder and louder. He sucked, licked, and nipped at her skin, being careful not to cut her. When she came, he came too, splattering across his stomach. Violent tremors moved through her body, making his dick harden immediately.

She gasped for breath and her hips jerked. She lifted off him and sighed. “That was spectacular,” she said as she sat on his chest and pushed his hair out of his face, “but I need more.”

“Me too,” he said.

She clicked her tongue again. “Poor fella, I’ve completely neglected you, haven’t I?” She turned to look down his body and chuckled. “I didn’t even have to touch you. Impressive.”

“You were touching me,” he corrected, licking every trace of her heady scent off his mouth.

She wiggled away from his face, rubbing her ass against his sticky torso. His entire body jerked when she bumped against his cock. Propped against his chest, she lifted herself up and over his straining hard-on. He raised his hips, and she followed suit, moving away from him. He growled and she laughed.

“Be patient,” she said as she dug her fingers into his pecs, rubbing her palms against his nipples. Before he could answer, she tilted her hips down and rubbed her slippery pussy against his length. She closed her eyes and sighed, repeating her movements until she came. A pink blush spread across her face, radiating down her neck, and across her breasts. She rocked forward, her body prone above his, her breasts pressed against his chest. She reached between them, pressing his cock against her opening. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want you to fuck me.”

She sank down slightly, the head of his dick slipping inside her. She moaned. “Like this?”

He growled, the straps digging into his wrists as he strained against them. “More. Hard. Fast. I want to come inside you. I want—”

She cut him off by slamming her body against his, engulfing him with her heat. When she lifted up, she thrust her breast into his mouth. He sucked on her nipple, carefully avoiding his fangs and then crashed his pelvis into hers, filling her over and over. She screamed when she came, her pussy quivering around him, milking his cock until he came too, spurting deep inside her.

“What were you going to say?” she asked, her voice breathless. “What else do you want?”

He ran his tongue around her nipple in slow circles before turning his attention to the other one. He thrust into her gently, their bodies sliding against each other as their cum mingled between their legs. He drew hard on her breast and swirled his hips, crushing her clit and making her gasp. “I want you to bite me.”

Her eyes snapped open. “We would be … what’s the word you used? Bonded?”

“Yes,” he murmured against her breast. “I want to be a part of you.”

“I could feel you, and you could feel me,” she said, rolling her hips.

“Yes,” he hissed.

“But I can’t bite you easily, my teeth aren’t made for it.” She bit the air.

“You could always untie me.”

She shook her head. “I’m not done with you yet.” She lifted up and off, twisting her body so she dangled off the end of the bed.

He groaned and watched her ass wiggle.

She smiled and showed him the fairy knife. “I could use this.” She straddled his dick again, rubbing her wet heat against him. The blade flicked out. “I would be careful. I wouldn’t intend to hurt you.”

“I trust you. I love you. I want you.” He elevated his hips pressing his cock inside her. “Do it,” he begged.

She sank down all the way as she leaned over his chest. She grazed his chest with the blade, just above his nipple, and then her mouth latched on.

Every muscle in his body tensed and he came hard, slamming into her warm, pliable body while she swallowed over and over again.

When she sat upright, her mouth was smudged with blood and her skin glowed. Hunger, lust, desire, and love radiated from her. She dug her fingers into his chest and started moving. “Again,” she demanded, starting the fire inside him all over again.

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While Padore and I were planning this story, she said she wanted them to be bonded, not because they HAD to, but because they wanted to. This is my interpretation of what she was asking for. I also wanted to replace the third exchange from All Together Dead. I hope you all enjoyed it.

On to Up All Night: Chapter 19