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GabbieAnnie and I have spent months brainstorming this story. I hope you have all enjoyed it!
NSFW. At all.
Sookie smiled when she pulled away from Eric. She almost felt normal again. A normal she hadn’t experience since before she met Bill. The spell had definitely worked. She couldn’t detect a hint of longing for him. In fact, she didn’t care about him in the slightest. The only feeling that lingered was the anger of betrayal. He had used her and she wouldn’t forgive him for that. “He’s gone,” she announced.
Sookie hugged him and then got to work making her food. She laughed as she put her plate on the table. “I look like one of those 1950’s housewives from an old sitcom. I feel like I should serve you a martini or something.”
Eric chuckled. “I don’t need anything, but you should eat.” He sat with her and talked about Octavia’s spell and Pam’s visit, which were both hazy or downright absent in her mind. He told her about her fever and holding her. That part she remembered.
She nodded. “You’re like a giant ice pack. Remind me to call you when I get sick.” She smiled at the thought of seeing him again, but frowned when she realized they would have to leave soon. “When is your boss coming?” she asked, finishing her meal.
“She’s not. We’re going to her. Tomorrow night,” he added sounding like she felt: miserable.
Sookie started doing dishes, keeping her back to him. “So you talked to her?”
“Yes, I called after Octavia left.” The next time he spoke, she could feel his breath on her neck. “I talked to her about my promise.”
She turned to face him, their bodies almost touching. “And?”
“Untouched means not under the influence of my blood.”
“Oh.” She smiled and her heart raced. “I haven’t had your blood.”
He shook his head, his hair falling over his eyes.
She pushed his hair behind his ears and caressed his face. “So that means we can…” She swallowed hard, unable to complete her sentence. Every cell in her body celebrated the good news.
“We have a whole night to ourselves.” She kissed him, sucking on his bottom lip. “You know that I haven’t… That I don’t know anything about…” She blushed and looked down.
“I understand,” he said, raising her chin so he could kiss her again. He pushed his tongue inside her mouth and then lifted her off the ground.
She wrapped her feet around him as if they were flying again, and for all she knew, they might’ve been. They moved effortlessly down the hall and into her bedroom. She was grateful that she had changed the sheet on her bed after her shower; using the one Pam brought to replace the one tainted by sickness.
Eric sat on the edge of the bed and Sookie wiggled on top of his lap, her dress fanning around her legs. She let her heels drop to the ground. “You feel so good,” he whispered against her lips before kissing her again and thrusting his hips up. She gasped and then moaned when desire sparked her nerves. His hands roved over her waist, hips, and ass, touching every spot as if he’d never touched her before.
She sucked on his tongue, scraping it with her teeth. He moaned and thrust again. His hands moved toward the zipper holding her dress together, sliding it down. She jumped as his cool fingers dipped inside, caressing her bare back. The skinny straps sagged against her shoulders and with a little shrug they fell down her arms. She pushed the dress down, slowly exposing her naked breasts.
“You’re not wearing anything,” Eric said, leaning backward slightly and staring at her nipples.
“I didn’t have a strapless bra, so I went without,” she explained. He seemed frozen, staring and unmoving. Heat crept across her chest. She’d never felt more exposed. She was about to pull her dress back up when Eric started kissing her. First her mouth, then her neck, and finally her breasts. He cupped them and sucked on her nipples, making them impossibly hard. She held onto his shoulders and arched her back, dipping her hips down and forcing her breasts closer to his face. His dick rubbed against her while he lapped at her sensitive skin. She moved faster and faster, holding on tightly as her orgasm built. She moaned and gripped his shirt, but before she could come, he flipped them. Eric tore off his shirt and loomed over her, kissing, licking, and sucking his way down her body, pulling her dress off, finally dropping it onto the floor.
He hovered over her panties and growled and then kissed the inside of her thigh. She dug her fingers into his hair and squeezed her eyes shut. He turned his face and kissed a line straight across her pussy to the other thigh.
“Please,” she begged. Her head swam in a sea of bliss. She needed him.
He pulled her panties to the side and planted a kiss on her slippery lips. She bucked under his mouth, so he held her hips firmly. His tongue thrusting inside her followed the next kiss. “Fuck,” he whispered, and then he did it again: thrusting, kissing, and sucking.
She screamed and her entire body exploded, but his tongue never relented, thrusting until she collapsed under him.
He hooked the waistband of her panties and dragged them off her legs, caressing her sex with his thumb, spreading her lips, and rubbing her clit.
She propped herself up on her elbows, ready for more. She couldn’t tear her eyes away. His thumb circled slowly while his middle finger slid up and down her slit. She had to remember to breathe, especially when he pushed his finger inside her. He smiled and rubbed her clit faster than she could follow and then began thrusting and curling his finger. He squeezed her breast, rolling her nipple between his fingers while he finger fucked her. In a matter of seconds, she was reduced to a twitching pile of flesh, screaming and writhing as another orgasm washed over her. Her pussy fluttered around his digit as he pulled out of her, and then he sucked his finger clean. He closed his eyes for a moment.
She sat up the rest of the way and grabbed the waistband of his jeans, looking up at him as she unbuttoned them. His eyes snapped open as she pushed them off. She eyed his massive bulge with excitement and fear. The fear made her hesitate.
He put his hand on top of hers and guided her. “Touch me,” he said, closing his eyes again as she explored.
As the seconds passed, her bravery grew. She dipped a hand inside his underwear and followed his length, surprised at the sheer size. Her courage wavered, so he helped. He pushed his remaining clothing off, leaving them in a pile on the floor. His cock jutted toward her. She looked from it to his face and gave him an uneasy smile.
“Don’t be nervous,” he said, kneeling on the edge of the bed between her legs. She scooted backward, making room for him. “Guide me.”
She took a deep, shuddering breath and nodded.
“Sookie, do you want me?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said, finally finding her words. “I want you. I want this.” She reached between their bodies with a tentative hand and caressed his cock again. His hips lurched.
Supporting himself with one hand, he used the other to dip between her legs. She moaned, and then he kissed her. She wrapped her legs around his thighs, pulling him closer and closer until the smooth head of his dick rubbed against her quivering lips.
“Oh shit,” she breathed. This is it. It’s finally happening!
“It’s okay. Relax.” He rubbed her clit, sending a tremor of pleasure through her.
She kissed him again. “Yes.” She filled her body with that word. She had never wanted anyone or anything so much in all her life. She relaxed into the mattress and dragged him down with her. Still holding his shaft, she guided him to her entrance. With the next exhale she lifted her hips, taking him in a fraction of an inch. Breathe. She let go of his cock and gripped his ass, pulling him down a little more with each breath, working through the discomfort by relaxing. He filled her completely … and then he started moving.
It was slow at first, each thrust was careful, calculated. She closed her eyes and focused on each new sensation: the ripples of energy with each thrust, and the wanting with each withdraw. She began the ascent toward climax. She lifted to meet his hips, needing more, her fingers digging into his muscular ass.
Eric groaned and his hips jerked, smashing her clit with the next thrust. She gasped and sighed, and he responded by pulling out almost all the way, leaving a void inside her.
“Please,” she whined.
He slid into her again, eliciting another gasp-sigh combo. He smiled, his fangs flashing from his upper lip.
“Say it again,” he whispered.
She lifted her head and kissed him. “Yes, Eric,” she said into his mouth. He grunted and his hips jerked hard. “Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes!” She closed her eyes and started falling, her mind spinning as bliss overpowered her senses.
Eric’s body went rigid and then his dick swelled inside her.
She clutched at his body, holding onto him as if he were the only thing tethering her to earth, her breasts pressed against his chest, her heart pounding, her mouth fused to his. She tore away to breathe. “That was … the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced.”
Eric propped himself up on one elbow. “Yes it was.” He kissed her sweetly. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” His forehead creased.
She smiled. “No. I just needed to relax, that’s all.” She touched his face. “Thank you. Thank you for this week, for watching over me, for giving me exactly what I needed.”
He laughed and kissed her face all over. “You gave me just what I needed too. I have a feeling things aren’t going to be the same in New Orleans once you get there.” He looked at her for a minute. She could see his mind working, trying to figure out what to say before going on. “She’s going to offer you a job.”
“Who’s going to offer me a job?”
“My boss, the queen of Louisiana.”
Her mouth hung open as she tried to wrap her brain around so much new information. “Wait, what? The vampire queen of Louisiana wants to offer me a job? Doing what?”
He hesitated again. “Telepaths are extremely rare, especially in the human world. I’ve never met one before, and I’ve been around for a while.” He smiled. “That’s why she wants to meet you.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” All that time, she’d been worried sick about what Eric’s boss could possibly want with her.
“Because I didn’t trust you.” He looked away briefly. “Are you going to take it?”
“I don’t know.” Everything in her life would change, and that scared her. “What do you think?”
“She’ll pay you well, you’ll have great benefits, you’ll get to live in a big city, and you could go to college if you want.”
She grinned. “You make a compelling case.”
“Plus, you could see me,” he murmured as his dick hardened inside her.
“Your case just got better.” She kissed him and sighed when he gripped her hips and rolled onto his back, putting her on top. She leaned against his chest and followed his lead until she learned how to move. Once she took over, he raised his head and sucked on her nipples, only intensifying the sensations controlling her body. When she closed her eyes she was overwhelmed by happiness. For the first time in her life, she could see the future she wanted.
She didn’t have to think about it anymore. Tomorrow night, when she got offered a job, she would say yes.
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