Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.
All mistakes are my own. Really long and really NSFW. Brace yourselves!
Business was just picking up at Fangtasia when Sookie arrived. She stood in the line for what felt like an hour before finally getting to the door. The woman checking IDs was the petite vampire Eric had identified as Pam.
Sookie showed her driver’s license and Pam snatched it out of her hands.
“So you’re Sookie.” Pam narrowed her eyes and scanned her from top to bottom. “Eric has been talking about you. A lot.” She rolled her eyes.
“Listen,” Pam said, taking a step closer to Sookie. “I don’t know what your end game is, but you shouldn’t fuck around with him.”
“I don’t… I’m not…” Sookie frowned.
“Save the act, blondie.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Hurry, will you?” the man standing behind Sookie grumbled.
Pam cranked up her intimidation a notch, flashed the man a fangy grimace, and got uncomfortably close to Sookie. “I guess I can see the appeal. What did you do to him? He’s all … agitated.”
Sookie looked away. “I owe him an apology. I was rude. Is he still here?”
“Oh.” Her shoulders fell. “Will he be here later? I could wait.”
“No,” Pam repeated. “He’s busy.”
“Will you let him know I want to talk to him?” she whispered as she scribbled her phone number on a scrap of paper from her purse.
“What do I look like, a messenger?” Pam snapped.
“Well, no, but…” Sookie’s chin trembled.
Pam sighed and tucked the paper inside her neckline. “Fine. I’ll tell him.”
“Thank you,” Sookie murmured.
“Don’t mention it. Seriously. Don’t.” She returned Sookie’s ID and shouted, “Next!”
Sookie took a series of deep breaths as she returned to her car. Pam was even more frightening than Long Shadow!
* * * *
Sookie didn’t hear from Eric the next night, or the night after. Could she blame him?
On the third night, her phone rang. Caller ID displayed an unlisted number.
The faint sounds of music and conversation filtered through the phone, but no one spoke.
“Eric?” she asked. Nothing. “I’m sorry,” she whispered after a full minute.
“For what?” he asked, finally breaking his silence.
“For hitting you. For blaming you. For everything…”
“I was angry.”
“I know,” he stated.
“But I shouldn’t have been angry at you. I’ve spent my whole life as a fuck up. Why should this be any different?” she asked herself. “I really am sorry.”
“I appreciate that,” he whispered. Moments later a fight broke out in the background. “I need to go.”
“Thanks again.” She wasn’t sure how much he had heard because the line went dead.
* * * *
The next night at Brews, Sookie was cleaning a table when Chad stormed in.
“Do you have any fucking idea how much trouble you caused?” he started, his words escaping his lips in an angry hiss. Bright red bumps covered his neck, face, and forearms.
He slammed her kitchen towel on the table. “Explaining the mosquito bites was one thing. Explaining how this got in my car is another.” He rubbed his arms and then gently adjusted himself in his pants. “Do you have any fucking idea how bad mosquito bites hurt on your dick?”
Sookie covered her mouth with her hand in an attempt to smother a smile.
“If you had just taken care of me, none of this would’ve happened.”
“That’s not my job,” she stated as she put her hand on her hip. “That’s what your wife is for.”
“I need you, you know that.” He projected images of him fucking her against the back of his car in the parking lot and then winced as his sensitive dick rubbed against his pants.
Until three days ago, she wouldn’t have been able to resist him. But now? She just wanted him to squirm. “Choose.”
“What?” he said, his fantasy cutting short.
“Me or your wife.”
He scoffed. “I can’t make that decision. She’s pregnant.”
That wasn’t news to her. She’d picked that little fact from his brain months ago. “Me or your wife?”
He only stared at her.
“You don’t care about me. You don’t care about anyone but yourself.”
“Baby, please,” he said as he tried to grab her.
“Don’t touch me. Ever again. I’m done wasting time on you. Leave before I have you removed.”
“Sookie. Be reasonable. Don’t ruin what we have.”
“What we have is pathetic. I should’ve put an end to this long ago. Leave, or I’m calling Becky.” She’d never used his wife’s name before and it had the impact she was hoping for. “How do you think she’ll feel? Understanding or outraged?”
“You wouldn’t.” He oozed fear.
“Go. Don’t come back.”
“Crazy bitch. I don’t need you. That’s for damn sure!” He continued muttering all the way out the door.
Her hands shook and her stomach twisted as she dumped her disgusting towel in the garbage. Confronting him when he was sober was much harder than she anticipated. Instead of feeling sad over the loss of their relationship, she felt sorry for Becky and relieved that she was free.
The stress from their fight lingered for the rest of the night, so when she got home she started a bath. It would certainly help ease some of the tension out of her muscles. She’d been through a lot in the last few days.
Too impatient to wait for her tub to fill, she sat in the bottom, swirling the warm water around her legs. When it reached her breasts, she leaned back, closed her eyes, and promptly fell asleep.
Frantic bangs on the door woke her. The tepid water sloshed over the edge as she heaved her drowsy body up and out of the tub. “I’m coming!” she shouted as she yanked a robe on.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
“I said I’m coming!” She growled. Chad just couldn’t take a hint! With every step she took down the hall her anger built. So much for helping my muscles relax! I’ve just undone my whole peaceful night!
A series of knocks vibrated against the door as she put her hand on the knob. “Chad, I told you to leave me—” She pulled the door open and finished her sentence. “Alone.”
But it wasn’t Chad. It was Eric.
“Hi,” she said. “Sorry, I thought you were Chad. I told him off. You were right about him. I wanted to come see you, but I didn’t have the nerve after Pam yelled at me.”
He cracked a smile. “She’s a little protective.”
“I noticed.” Her shoulders slumped. “I wanted to call and apologize some more. You didn’t deserve to be treated that way. I couldn’t though, because I don’t have your number.”
“I tried you a few times tonight.”
He shrugged. “I wanted to apologize, too.”
“I shouldn’t have said…about you wanting to die…” he looked at the ground.
“You were right though. He made me miserable. I should’ve known our relationship was unhealthy when I thought killing myself would fix everything.”
“I said it to hurt you.”
Sookie nodded. “It hurt.”
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have hurt you.”
“No. I’m sorry. I was being an asshole.”
“We were both assholes,” he stated.
“Can we start over?” she asked.
“Hi, my name is Sookie. Pleased to meet you.”
“Eric.” He bowed slightly. “The pleasure is mine.”
“Would you like to come in so we can get acquainted in a slightly less chilly place?”
He smiled and followed her into the front room. She motioned for him to sit on her tattered couch while she switched a light on. He stretched his long legs out into the room while she tucked her feet under her next to him.
“Where should we begin?” she asked.
“Why don’t you tell me something about yourself that no one else knows?”
Sookie smiled. “If given the opportunity, I will eat an entire pecan pie. Now you.”
“I’ve never had pecan pie.”
“Is that your thing no one else knows?” she asked.
“No.” He chuckled. “Maybe? Food doesn’t really come up often with vampires.”
“I don’t suppose it would.”
“When I was a boy, I stole my brother’s horse once. I was so worried about getting caught I abandoned him in a field a great distance from our home. My brother was worried sick.”
“Was the horse okay?”
Eric nodded. “Thirsty, but fine. My brother blamed his friend for years. I never admitted to it.”
“Wow. That’s going to be hard to beat.” Sookie sucked her cheeks in and thought hard. “I blackmailed my brother into giving me this house.” She looked away. “That one doesn’t technically count though, since he knows.”
She nodded. “I know far more about his personal life than any sister should. There are more than a few girls in town that would have his head if they knew what I know. My silence was worth quite a lot to him.”
“He hates me for it.” She frowned. “Always has.”
Eric brushed against her hand. “I’m sure he loves you in his own way.”
She shook her head and fought tears. Knowing the truth hurt more than anything.
“The family we choose is far better than the ones we’re dealt. My brother was a dick. That’s why I took his horse. He was always taunting me. I got the last laugh though, he died almost a thousand years ago.”
Her eyes widened. “You’re that old?”
He nodded again. “That’s not a secret though, so it doesn’t count.”
“Whoa. You must’ve seen a lot over that time.”
He laughed. “That’s putting it mildly.”
“Like the invention of airplanes, televisions, cars…”
“Indoor plumbing,” he added.
She scrunched up her nose. “That one is especially important!”
“My turn again,” he announced. “I like being around you.”
Sookie blushed. “I don’t think that’s a secret, either. Why else would you put up with me?”
“Because you’re worth it.”
Her heart jumped in her chest and then she leaned toward him and kissed him. He groaned and wound his fingers into her damp hair. When she pulled away to breathe, he kissed along her jaw and moved toward her throat. His lips pressed against her pulsing flesh and a growl reverberated against her skin.
“You smell so fucking good.”
“I was in the bath. That’s why my hair is wet,” she murmured.
“That has nothing to do with it. You’re different. You smell different.”
“Sort of how you look different?”
“How so?” He pulled away to look at her.
“You glow. All vampires do. You’re luminous. Can’t everyone see it?”
He shook his head.
“Do I look different, too?” she asked.
He pulled her onto his lap until she straddled him. He said, “Let’s get a better look.” He touched her cheek and followed his trail of kisses down her neck. His eyes narrowed when he reached the plush collar of her robe. He tugged at the material, opening the neckline slightly. “You’re very tan.”
She frowned and pulled her robe open farther, exposing the tops of her breasts. “Nothing else?”
“I think I see something,” he mumbled before nuzzling her golden skin. He cupped her ass and held her firmly as he kissed and licked his way across her collarbone. “You were in the bath?”
She nodded since her mouth was suddenly too dry to speak.
“You’re not wearing anything under there, are you?”
She shook her head. Her fingers moved to the belt tied loosely around her waist.
“May I?” He touched the lapels of her robe, but his movements stilled while he waited for an answer.
“Yes,” she croaked, finally finding her voice.
She untied the knot while he pushed her robe open. He inhaled sharply. “Holy fuck.” The fabric scraped her nipples and hung from her shoulders.
She blushed under his unrelenting gaze. He spread his hands out and traced the curve of her breasts with his fingertips before his thumbs grazed her hard nipples. She closed her eyes and focused on the tingling sensation zipping through her body. No one had ever touched her like that. Carefully and patiently. His mouth descended and his tongue moved in the same unhurried way.
She arched her back and tilted her hips needing more contact and was pleasantly surprised when their bodies collided.
He scraped her nipple with his fangs, sending a tremor through her. She shrugged out of her robe, sending it to the floor with a heavy thud.
“Bedroom. Now.” She could barely speak.
Without a word, he spread one hand out across her back and cupped her ass with the other, carrying her easily down the hall all while his lips and teeth moved from nipple to nipple. Each of her breaths became more ragged and labored than the previous one. When he put her down on the bed and let go of her she frowned and propped herself up on her elbows. Her heart slammed around her chest and threatened to escape when he kneeled between her legs.
The anticipation of what was to come nearly killed her. While she had been fortunate enough to receive oral pleasure in the past, she was usually the one giving. Being the other woman meant she was expected to provide what their wives or girlfriends couldn’t … or wouldn’t. But this was different.
Eric smiled, which was both exciting and terrifying, and then kissed the inside of her knee. His tongue snaked out of his mouth and followed the vein running the length of her inner thigh. He stopped and his lips sucked on the throbbing flesh. He moaned and released his hold on her. “This is my favorite place to feed from.” His mouth returned to the same spot.
She wondered if he was going to bite her, but just as quickly as he’d found the spot, he moved on. He nuzzled her soft curls with his nose while his tongue probed her swollen slit. That time, she moaned, closed her eyes, and flopped backward. He growled, gripped her ass, and dragged her to the edge of the bed. His tongue wiggled inside her and scooped upward, brushing her clit. She cried out and dug her fingers into his hair. He did it again and then he sucked, rolling and squeezing her nub with his lips. She held her breath as her first orgasm approached. His talented mouth never stopped moving, bringing her closer to the brink of release and eventually pushing her over. Her scream echoed through the room as her body quivered against his mouth. He gripped the globes of her ass and held her in place while his tongue thrust inside her over and over again.
A tremor shook through him and when she finally recovered enough to open her eyes she was surprised by the satisfied calm on his face and the growing damp spot on the front of his pants. “I change my mind. This,” he said pushing his tongue inside her again, “is my favorite place to feed from.”
“Did you just…?” she whispered.
He nodded, smiled, and then devoured her pussy again. It didn’t take long for her to climax, and again, he lapped at her cum. Her hips lurched when his mouth found her clit again, ready for another round. She gasped for air, struggling to make her world stop spinning.
“You need … to … wait.” She gulped two more breaths.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No.” She smiled and exhaled slowly trying to slow her pulse. “I need to recover. Slow down.”
“I’m not sure I can do that.” He reached between her legs and caressed her sex. One long finger pushed inside her while his tongue moved.
“If you keep that up, I’ll pass out,” she warned. As much as she wanted more, she was already on the verge of hyperventilating. “Maybe you should bite me.”
His mouth stilled. “You want me to?”
He pumped his finger in and out while his lips traveled to the spot on the inside of her thigh. She arched off the bed when he curled his finger. Right before she came again he opened his mouth and slid his fangs into her flesh. Pain and pleasure overwhelmed her and for a second everything went dark.
When she opened her eyes, Eric was hovering over her. His lips were smudged with blood and his teeth were stained. “Sookie?”
She blinked. “I told you I couldn’t take much more. I’m not used to so much … pleasure.”
“I’ll listen from now on,” he promised and then he sucked his finger into his mouth and licked his lips. “I should’ve brought a change of clothes,” he said, glancing to his wet pants.
“Again?” She’d never been with a man who could come more than twice in a night, but Eric seemed to be more ready than ever.
He nodded. “You taste different. Sweeter. Better. I want to drain you,” he admitted.
“But you’re not going to, right?” Sookie asked a little worried. She had changed her mind about wanting to die and hoped he would keep his word.
“I’m not going to. I just want to. I’ve never felt such euphoria after feeding. Your blood is a really powerful aphrodisiac. I want to bite you and fuck you and rub myself all over you.”
“Then we should do something about that.” She smiled at him and tugged his shirt up and over his head. He braced himself on either side of her face, trapping her against the bed. She ran her fingers against his cool, firm chest before pinching his nipples. He closed his eyes and the muscles in his arms twitched. She lifted her head up and captured his mouth, tasting herself on his lips. She moved her hands down to the button holding his damp jeans in places and popped it through the opening. He groaned when she pushed her hand inside.
“You’re going to make me come again,” he mumbled against her lips.
“That would be fair, wouldn’t it?” she asked as she brought her other hand to join in the fun. She circled his cock and pulled it out before stroking his balls. He plowed into her hands, practically begging for release. She pumped him over and over watching his face contort with pleasure as she manipulated his length. He growled and spattered her stomach with cum. His dick twitched in her hand for a few seconds and then hardened immediately. “I wondered how that worked.” She ran her thumb around the head and his hips shuddered. She couldn’t wait any longer, so she scooted up a little more and used her feet to push his pants down, never releasing her hold on his cock. She coated her free hand with his cum and rubbed it against her sex and then lifted her hips and aligned their bodies.
She took a deep breath and held it while she guided him inside her. She exhaled as he stretched her. His body fit perfectly with hers, filling her in a way she’d never experienced.
“Fuck,” he whispered and squeezed his eyes shut.
She kissed him, but his mouth remained tight. “Are you okay? I thought you wanted—”
His eyes snapped open. Only a tiny circle of blue remained. “I’m trying to stay in control,” he said, his words coming out in a choppy sentence.
She gripped his sublime ass and lifted up into him to force him deeper. “You’re not going to break me.” She kissed him again and that time he reciprocated. “Fuck me,” she murmured against his lips.
He pulled out of her slowly and then slammed back into her. His pelvis crushed her clit with every thrust and after a few seconds she came hard. His body shook with hers as his cock swelled inside her.
Before she had a chance to come down completely, he started moving again. She dug her fingers into the sheets and brought her knees to her chest so he could fuck her as fast and as hard as he wanted. He got the message loud and clear and proceeded to take her breath away with another orgasm.
Her world started to spin again. “Wait,” she whispered, putting her hand on his chest. “Time to breathe.”
He paused with his cock buried deep inside her and while he was waiting, he stepped out of his pants the rest of the way and kicked his shoes off. Every movement sparked her nerves and elicited a moan from her.
“I can’t breathe if you keep doing that,” she protested.
“My apologies,” he said as he climbed onto the bed with her, lifting her effortlessly. He kissed her knees and then spread them apart so he could caress her breasts. His thumbs rubbed her nipples from side to side. “Are you ready?”
She nodded, rubbing her head against the sheet.
He cradled her knees and spiraled his hips as he drove into her, forcing a broken groan out of her. He did it over and over until she kissed him again and pushed her tongue against his fang. He came the second her blood bloomed in his mouth, taking her with him. He sucked on her tongue and moaned as his hips trembled.
She broke away to breathe and Eric joined her on the bed, making both of their bodies shudder when he pulled out of her.
“That was,” she gasped for air and sighed “amazing.” He stroked her cheek and smiled at her. “I’m flying blind here, so you’re going to have to verbalize how you’re feeling, what you’re thinking, that sort of thing. You know, so I have a clue. Usually I know everything. It’s a little intimidating.”
He frowned. “You want to know how I’m feeling?”
“Yes.” Her familiar insecurities crept into the corner of her mind.
He took his sweet time answering, which didn’t help. “I’m deeply satisfied, yet ravenously hungry,” he answered. He put a finger on her shoulder and slid it along the curves of her body, swirling around her breast and then continuing down where it glanced against her clit. “I could do this all night, every night, for the rest of my life.”
She grinned. “What are you thinking?”
“You tell me. Ladies first,” he insisted.
“I’m wondering where you’ve been all my life,” she whispered, too afraid her honesty would push him away.
Instead of getting up and leaving, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
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