Sookie’s Present

The story begins before the great Revelation and then gets right into Dead Until Dark…except I’ve moved things around a bit to suit myself. Inspired by Erica’s story idea. Thank you for sharing ideas with me, Erica, I hope it makes you happy!

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 1

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 2

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 3

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 4

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 5

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 6

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 7

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 8

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 9

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 10

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 11


This story was inspired by Whew Hot Blooded and her very creative brain. Sometimes I hear a good idea and my imagination runs away with it, so always know how much I appreciate you sharing with me. 🙂

What you will find is little tiny chapters, switching POVs between Sookie and Eric. I know they’re short. It just seemed to be fitting. SeriousCrush was kind enough to edit for me again. All remaining mistakes are my own.

This story takes place before the books begin, but after the Great Revelation. Sookie actively seeks out her first encounter with a vampire, and she meets a few. One stands out above the rest…

Glamoured: Chapter 1

Glamoured: Chapter 2

Glamoured: Chapter 3

Glamoured: Chapter 4

Glamoured: Chapter 5

Glamoured: Chapter 6

Glamoured: Chapter 7

Glamoured: Chapter 8

Glamoured: Chapter 9

Glamoured: Chapter 10

Glamoured: Chapter 11

Glamoured: Chapter 12

Glamoured: Chapter 13

Glamoured: Chapter 14

Glamoured: Epilogue

The Tilted Kilt

Desperate for a new job, Sookie Stackhouse applies for a job in Shreveport at the Tilted Kilt. She meets all sorts of interesting people and finds herself exposed to a world she doesn’t know anything about. Luckily, she’s got a very helpful boss to guide her. Raise your hand if you want to see Eric in a kilt! 🙂

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 1

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 2

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 3

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 4

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 5

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 6

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 7

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 8

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 9

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 10

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 11

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 12

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 13

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 14

Switched Ch 1: Madness

Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.

This story takes place during the last little bit of Living Dead in Dallas, but instead of all the bloody madness that happens when the maenad pays a visit to the orgy in the woods, she finds Eric and Sookie fighting their very real attraction (well, at least one of them is fighting it) and decides to give them a little madness of their own. Sam and Bill stay out of the whole mess, and Andy has managed to track down the group of people he is suspicious of murdering Lafayette, like a real detective. And…action!

SeriousCrush has offered to edit yet another story of mine, to which I say thank you and pledge my undying love to her. She is about to have a baby though, so there will come a time very soon where I will have to go ahead without her for a while. When that time comes, I hope you’ll all forgive me for the mistakes that are sure to be present!

The chapters for this story alternate between Sookie’s point of view and Eric’s. It is the first story I’ve ever written from his perspective, so please be gentle when you review. I will warn you now that I am going to make you wait for lemons. How long? That depends on how fast you review…




I was just beginning to regain my breath.

The images I saw inside Jan’s house moments before made me sick to my stomach. They were all in on the murder, all except Tara, which I whispered to Eric in a gush of words on the way outside, in an attempt to get the words out of my system before they made me physically ill. I was so grateful to be draped over Eric’s wide shoulders that I didn’t mind when he put me down on the hood of his red corvette and covered my mouth with his…at first. And then my brain turned on and I tried to push away from him.

“Eric, I told you I am not interested. I came here to find out who killed Lafayette, and now I know. It’s time for us to go.”

“I’m not ready to go,” Eric stated firmly, rubbing his Lycra covered erection against my tightly encased sex.

“Bill…” I whined.

“Bill is not my concern.”

“Well, he is my concern,” I said, feeling my resolve melt under him.

He was about to kiss me again when a noise distracted us. Our faces turned at the same moment as we watched a naked woman appear out of the woods, her inky hair streaming around her, glinting in the moonlight. She was stunning and frightening, and although I had seen plenty of nudity only moments ago, she was like nothing I had ever seen. I stared openly, and as she approached, my skin started to crawl.

“You are a beautiful piece of dead meat,” she said eyeing Eric’s long body appreciatively. Eric gave her a cautious nod. “And you are not drunk,” she observed.

“No ma’am.”

“And you have not had the pleasures of the flesh this evening.”

“Oh just give me time,” I said.

She opened her mouth, tilted her head towards the sky and laughed like a woman possessed. I could feel the muscles in Eric’s arms tense as she laughed. He made no move to leave me, and I felt grateful -yet again- for his presence. I zoned out for a moment thinking of all the times Eric had been in the right place at the right time, keeping me safe. Had Bill ever done that for me? I swept the corners of my mind trying to find some trace…and came up empty.

“You have nothing to do with those people,” she stated as she gazed at the house. I shook my head, feeling my hair sweep across the hood of Eric’s car. “There is something special about you.”

“Me?” Eric asked. I rolled my eyes. “Why do you say that Callisto?”

I did a double take. “Wait, you know her?”

“Not exactly,” Eric said.

“Then how…”

“Actually,” Callisto said, interrupting our banter with her eerily calm voice, “there is something special about both of you that I love. The desire. Lust. Longing. Hunger.”

I put my hands up in a defensive position trying to push Eric off of me. It didn’t work. “Look, Miss Callisto, I don’t want anything to do with him,” I grunted, trying to push against Eric again.

A smile spread across her face. “How interesting. I think that I can prove that you do.”

Eric looked down at me, and then we both looked at her. I narrowed my eyes, watching her mouth move in a silent chant. I tried to listen to her, but her thoughts were charged like electricity, snapping me back into myself immediately. The world spun around me. The last thing I remembered was the dead weight of Eric’s body falling on top of me.


A gruff voice from nearby brought me back to consciousness. “I said, ‘are you two alright?’”

I shook my head, trying to clear the haze that had settled around me, and when I spoke, my voice was deep and rough. “Um, yeah, I guess so. What…” I stopped midsentence, surprised by my voice. I was still unable to focus my eyes, something was definitely wrong.

Andy nudged my shoulder with something cold and hard. “Sookie are you alright?”

“I’m not sure,” I answered touching my pink tank top. I could have sworn I had chosen a white one.

“I’m not talking to you deader. I’m talking to Sookie,” Andy said, shoving me harder.

I felt my body fill with rage. I reached out, knocking the shotgun out of Andy’s hands. While he tried to retrieve it as it fell through the air, I snatched it midair and snapped it in half. Andy stared at me with his mouth gaping open and started to back away. Before too much longer, he disappeared inside the house.

“Oh my god…” I said as I looked down at my hands more clearly. I dropped the fragments of metal and turned back to the hood of Eric’s car, where I came face to face with…myself.

“What the fuck?!” my body said.

“I…how did I…” My mind spun.

“What the fuck are you doing in my body?”

I looked into my eyes again and said “I could say the same for you! What happened?”

“I’m going to kill her. I’m going to fucking kill that maenad bitch. I’m going to rip her heart out and eat it while she watches me.” I reeled as I heard such foul language come out of my mouth.

“Watch your mouth, mister,” I said before I could stop myself. “I mean, missy.”

“I’ll tell you what happened. That bitch decided to share the madness with us, which apparently switched our bodies,” Eric said. A naughty look took up residence on my face and then he used my hands to reach inside my shirt. “Mm, I’ve been wanting to do that all night.”

“Eric! Stop it!” I whined, trying to pull them out. I felt embarrassed even though I couldn’t feel what he was doing.

“Make me,” Eric said with my voice. Before I knew what was happening, he was using my hands to rub against the bulge in his pants.

“Stop it. I’m serious,” I shrieked as I tried to smack away my talented fingers.

“Afraid I’ll turn you on? It’s not so easy to hide when you have one of those…” Eric said, touching my foreign body, which was beginning to betray me.

Thankfully, at that moment, a van pulled down the driveway and I jumped away from him. Andy came out of the house with a string of handcuffed naked people behind him. The van was painted white with ‘Bon Temps Police’ painted down the side in bold letters.

Andy grumbled, “About fuckin’ time ya’ll got here! I had to cuff these pervs on my own!”

The two officers on duty that night stared openly at the men and women parading in front of them and didn’t even try to respond to Andy’s gruffness. Andy shoved past them pushing Mike into the back of the van. “If you two dipshits aren’t going to help me load the perps, then at least go get his car ready to be towed,” Andy said pointing to Mike. “I’m pretty sure that’s blood in the trunk, and I’ll bet a million dollars that it belonged to that dead queer.”

I puffed out my chest and stormed over to him, “That ‘queer’ happened to be my friend!” I was on the verge of tears until I saw the fear in his eyes. I almost apologized when I realized that I looked like Eric, and had probably scared the shit out of him, but I didn’t.

Eggs, in a drunken stupor, started confessing to the crime, including the names of everyone that had been present, which was everyone in the back of the van…except Tara, which I already knew.

After Andy had the van loaded he looked at my Sookie body and asked, “Should I arrest you too?”

Eric spoke up (with my voice, of course), “Are you fucking kidding me? She…he brought me here tonight so that we could figure out who killed him. By the way, he’s telling the truth.” Eric tapped the side of my head with my finger, which was enough to convince Andy to trust me.

“Well, then, uh, I guess you can go,” Andy said as he stared a little too long at the steel blue bra peeking out of my white tank top. “So you came together?” Eric and I nodded at the same time. “I don’t need to warn you against going back inside, do I? It’s a crime scene.”

I shook his head. “I need to get home.”

Satisfied with my answer and giving off another wave of fear, Andy slammed the door to the van shut. “Good, then I suggest you both go home. A tow truck will be here any minute to get that car down to the impound lot.”

“I’m driving!” Eric said, as he opened the driver side and slid the seat forward so my short legs could reach the pedals. I walked clumsily to the passenger side and attempted to wedge his lanky body inside the tiny space.

“How do you manage to get this massive body inside this ridiculously small car?”

Eric winked at me and said, “Years of practice. Don’t get too cozy in there, this is temporary!”

I huffed, “You think I want to be in your body?”

He managed to contort my face into a lascivious leer. “I’ve been wanting to be in your body for months now…this just wasn’t what I had in mind.”

“Where is Callisto now? Can we just call her up and find out how to sort this out?”

Eric snorted. “I doubt it! Maenads aren’t exactly known for being reliable or trustworthy, so even if we did find her, it would be highly unlikely that she would tell us how to reverse her spell.”

“More like a curse…” I said, looking down into his lap feeling uncomfortable all over again. I also felt something else; something that began to control his body. “Eric…I feel weird.” His fangs descended, and I tried to get them to go away, but I couldn’t.

He smiled and turned the key in the ignition and pulled out of the driveway, flipping rocks against the police van and Andy, who was swearing and choking in the dust of the corvette. Eric glanced at me, not keeping my eyes on the road as much as I would have liked, and then he began to laugh. “Welcome to my world. How do you like it?”

“What is it?” I asked in a panic.

“Hunger. You…this,” he said squeezing my breasts again, “smells so fucking good, it’s all I can do to not devour you every time you’re near me.” He continued to laugh, until tears rolled down my cheeks.

I crossed his arms over his chest, surprised when they hit the window and bumped into my real body. How in the hell was I supposed to control a body this big? When our skin touched, I felt a ripple of pleasure wash over me. “You’re so hot.” Another wave of hunger hit me.

“Yes, I am!” Eric said waggling my perfectly shaped eyebrows. By this time, we were on the highway, and without a need to shift gears, Eric took the opportunity to explore the heat inside my very tiny shorts. “Oh yes. Very hot. And wet.”

“Eric do I need to remind you that you are in a mortal body? My mortal body?!” I gave him a stern look reminding him to pay attention to the road.

“You’re right, I have plenty of time to explore your natural bounty.” He winked at me, which only made me gape at him.

“So what do we do now?”

“I want to go home and have my wicked way with myself.”

“Real mature Eric…and then what? You’re content to live in my body, work my job, deal with my life…because I’m sure as hell not content to be stuck in this!” I poked his legs.

Eric’s eyes danced. “You’re right. We really do need to figure out what to do, but there’s not much time left in the night, so it will have to be a topic we discuss some other time.”

“Where are you taking us?”

“Back to my house,” he said without thinking.

“No way. I have to work tomorrow. I mean you have to work tomorrow.” Eric just stared at me. “The afternoon shift. At Merlotte’s.”

“I know where you work,” he said exasperated. “There’s no way in hell I am going to lower myself to serve drinks and food all day.”

“Well you’re going to have to. I can’t afford to lose my job over this, and Sam is already short-staffed right now, so I can’t not show up!”

“I don’t owe that shifter anything!” Eric snapped.

“Well I do, and besides, he may know something about the maenad. I remember him saying something about meeting her in the woods…in a friendly way. Besides, there is plenty I could do with this body that you would rather die before witnessing,” I threatened.

“Perfect.” Eric did not seem thrilled. “What about my body? Where are you supposed to stay during the day while I’m working your shitty job?” While he talked, he turned around on the highway, heading back towards Bon Temps.

“Bill built a hidey hole in my old bedroom. I could try and squeeze this monstrosity into it.”

Eric raised an eyebrow. “Bill has been staying at your house?”

“He’s stayed over a few times. But I never know when he’s going to stop by, or how long he’s going to stay.” I sighed.

“Ol’ Bill’s not doing it for you, huh?”

I put his hand on his chest and looked at him with disgust. “You assume that because he we don’t see each other often that he’s not satisfying me sexually?”

“I never said that. But you just did.” Eric laughed and I turned away from him as much as I could in the small space. “It’s okay, I’m sure I have a lot more to offer.” Eric squeezed his dick through the pink and aqua Lycra, arousing me involuntarily.

I cleared his throat and pushed my hand away. I was struggling to control his desire to reciprocate. “So…are you going to tell Pam?”

“Shit. I hadn’t thought of that. Here call her.” He picked up his phone and handed it to me. I just stared at his phone, sitting in his very large hand. “Dial the number and push the talk button. I would do it, but you might throw another tantrum.”

“I don’t know her number.”

He rolled my eyes and told me her number very slowly, treating me like I was an idiot. Pam answered after the fourth ring.

“Hi Pam, Eric wants to talk to you,” I said, fumbling with the tiny phone and dropping it into my waiting hands.

“Pam,” Eric started. “Will you shut up and let me explain?” He paused and listened to her confused questions. “That’s what I’m trying to explain. Callisto switched our bodies. So now I look like Sookie, and she looks like me.” Eric laughed loudly. “I’m sure you would like that Pam, but I’m staying at her house tonight and working her shitty job tomorrow. We will be at Fangtasia tomorrow night.” He snapped the phone shut and tucked it back into the console that separated us.

I swallowed hard and said, “What did Pam say?”

“That she wanted me to pay her a visit tonight…” Eric trailed off, letting his words sink in, and then he elaborated, “You know…so she could fuck you.”

I would have blushed if I could have. The thought of him using my body to have sex with someone was more than I could handle. “Don’t even think about taking my body out for a night on the town…you have no right!” Eric only laughed. This was going to be very difficult, to say the least.


Who’s up for reading about Eric exploring Sookie’s natural bounty? Or…perhaps you’d like to read about Sookie exploring her new body…I know I would be tempted.

On to Switched Ch 2: Work is a Bitch



This story takes place near the end of LDID-book 2. Instead of the maenad’s bloody massacre, she finds Sookie and Eric fighting their attraction and gives them a unique kind of madness.

Switched Ch 1: Madness

Switched Ch 2: Work is a Bitch

Switched Ch 3: Clam Digging

Switched Ch 4: My Friend Jose

Switched Ch 5: Poetry

Switched Ch 6: The Argument

Switched Ch 7: Done

Switched Ch 8: That’s the Problem with Bloodstains

Switched Ch 9: The Meeting

Switched Ch 10: Interrupted

Switched Ch 11: Going Downtown

Switched Ch 12: The Crimson Tide

Switched Ch 13: Memento

Switched Ch 14: Happiness Equals Shopping

Switched Ch 15: I Am NOT Being High-Handed

Switched Ch 16: DIY

Switched Ch 17: Clarity

Switched Ch 18: Tribute of the Flesh

Switched Ch 19: Bonded

Switched Ch 20: Meeting the Queen

Switched: Epilogue


plane-50893_1920Eric takes Sookie on vacation, and it changes everything. Lots of goodness, some quick, some slow, some taboo. No angst, just love and happy ever after. Set after the 10th book. When I posted this story on, I received over 2,000 reviews…feel free to add to that number. 🙂

Getaway Ch 1: Getaway

Getaway Ch 2: On the Eve of Adventure

Getaway Ch 3: Reykjavík

Getaway Ch 4: Mile High

Getaway Ch 5: Permission Granted

Getaway Ch 6: Jealousy

Getaway Ch 7: Shopping for Sookie

Getaway Ch 8: Blue Lagoon

Getaway Ch 9: Movie Night

Getaway Ch 10: I Am Yours

Getaway Ch 11: A Change in Plans

Getaway Ch 12: Akureyri

Getaway Ch 13: Blood Lust

Getaway Ch 14: Her Daily Quota

Getaway Ch 15: Return to Reykjavík

Getaway Ch 16: Times, They Are a Changin’

Getaway Ch 17: Claiming the Viking

Getaway Ch 18: Thorrablot

Getaway Ch 19: Pillaging Sookie

Getaway Ch 20: Last night in Reykjavík

Getaway Ch 21: Kveðjustund

Getaway Ch 22: Home Again, Home Again

Getaway Ch 23: Start Spreading the News

Getaway Ch 24: The Exception

Getaway Ch 25: A Simple Misunderstanding

Getaway Ch 26: Mutual Hotness

Getaway Ch 27: Blood Bath

Getaway Ch 28: Chains of Love

Getaway Ch 29: R.U.S.A.

Getaway Ch 30: Louboutins

Getaway Ch 31: Putting the ‘F’ in JFK

Getaway Ch 32: Puttin’ On The Ritz

Getaway Ch 33: A Meeting of Minds and Bodies

Getaway Ch 34: Dinner with Friends

Getaway Ch 35: Bent

Getaway Ch 36: Educating Sookie

Getaway Ch 37: Amante’s

Getaway Ch 38: The Garden

Getaway Ch 39: One Little Taste

Getaway Ch 40: Some Assembly Required

Getaway Ch 41: Smitten Kitten

Getaway Ch 42: A First Time for Everything

Getaway Ch 43: Fast Friends

Getaway Ch 44: SL UT

Getaway Ch 45: Horny Mormons

Getaway Ch 46: Separate But Equal

Getaway Ch 47: Temple Square

Getaway Ch 48: The Proposal

Getaway Ch 49: Welcome to Fabulous Las Vegas Nevada

Getaway Ch 50: The Strip

Getaway Ch 51: The Surprise

Getaway Ch 52: Party of 18

Getaway Ch 53: The Wedding

Getaway Ch 54: The Reception

Getaway Ch 55: The Mojave

Getaway Ch 56: Bloody Honeymoon

Getaway Ch 57: Viking Rides, Five Cents

Getaway Ch 58: Leavin’ Las Vegas

Getaway Ch 59: Worshiping the Sun

Getaway Ch 60: Kitten and Sugar-Pie

Getaway Ch 61: Lies and Truths

Getaway Ch 62: The Gift

Getaway Ch 63: Closet of Kink

Getaway Ch 64: The Black Light District

Getaway Ch 65: Acting Lessons

Getaway Ch 66: S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y NIGHT

Getaway Ch 67: Turning a New Leaf

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La Vie En Rose

eiffel-tower-918463_1920This is a sequel to my story, Getaway. Baby Vamp Sookie is on an adventure with Eric including sightseeing in Paris . Hot lemons, with a little more power, but just as much love. Above and beyond CHs canon after 10th book. Rated M for a reason. Enjoy!

La Vie En Rose Ch 1: The Awakening

La Vie En Rose Ch 2: Bienvenue à Paris

La Vie En Rose Ch 3: Club Morde

La Vie En Rose Ch 4: No Strings Attached

La Vie En Rose Ch 5: L’Empire De La Mort

La Vie En Rose Ch 6: Magic and Demon Blood

La Vie En Rose Ch 7: The Louvre

La Vie En Rose Ch 8: The Exchange

La Vie En Rose Ch 9: The Ritual

La Vie En Rose Ch 10: No Place Like Home

La Vie En Rose Ch 1: The Awakening

Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.

This story is a sequel to my 67 chapter story, Getaway. If you haven’t read it, you should be able to figure out what’s going on, but of course, I would prefer that you go read it (and review, since it’s the only form of encouragement I get to keep writing). Thank you all for waiting so patiently, I hope baby vamp Sookie lives up to your expectations.

Gngr, I hope you know how much I loved our brainstorming for this story, and how much I appreciate the infusion your big brain into my story. I was stuck until you helped me out.

SeriousCrush, as always, you have encouraged, loved and supported me when I needed you most. I love you so!


La Vie En Rose

The Awakening

My eyes fluttered open and the contours of the furniture in our basement bedroom popped out at me despite the darkness in the room. My body tensed, as I tried to piece together the gaps in my memory. I knew where I was, but I didn’t know when it was. My skin was cold, and I could hear a car door slam outside, it was two houses down. I was hungry, hungrier than I had ever felt in my life. I sat up abruptly, the sheets falling away from my naked body.

Eric’s hand caressed my back. “Welcome back, Lover.” His voice overflowed with love, concern, and relief. He had been waiting three nights to greet me.

“I’m hungry,” I said as I touched my neck, remembering the night that he turned me. There was no wound, just smooth skin and taut muscles.

Eric chuckled, “I’m sure you are. We are leaving for the airport soon, so I have arranged for you to feed from an IV bag that Ella collected from a donor center.”

Eric slid out of bed and moved to go upstairs. I followed as he sped away from me, ascending the narrow staircase in a blur of speed. “Catch me if you can,” his playful voice called down to me. I willed my body to move and pushed myself forward, stumbling over the top step, surprised that I was already there. “Excellent, you are a natural.” He was clearly very proud.

I smiled at him, and felt my lips slip over the bumps of my fangs. I reached up to touch them, and then felt their sharpness with my finger. I stared in amazement as the prick in my finger healed while I watched. I licked my finger clean, pushing my tongue between my long teeth like a cat grooming myself. With the promise of blood, I felt a lurch in my stomach.

Eric was heating the bag of blood, and poured it into a glass for me. He put it in my hands, where it warmed my cool fingers. I inhaled deeply, and closed my eyes. The rich aroma of life overpowered me, and I drank quickly and deeply, letting the metallic flavors wash over my tongue and down my throat until the glass was empty.

Caught off guard, I dropped the glass, where it shattered on the floor. I was suddenly overcome with feelings and memories, but not my own. I was running on a beach, in Southern California, collecting abalone shells. The memory morphed, and I was sitting in a classroom in high school, half listening to the Texan drawl of my teacher. Then, I was in college and starting a sordid affair with my poli sci professor. He was married, and breaking my heart.

I sobbed and felt cool bloody tears run down my face.

Eric was at my side, touching my arm. “Lover, what is it?” I felt his concern flow through me, his touch calming me as it always did.

“I’m remembering her life…”

“Whose? The donor’s?” I nodded. It had to be.

I took a deep unnecessary breath, a force of habit. As I exhaled, her memories faded.

“I was so overwhelmed with her happiness and sorrow. Thank goodness it didn’t last very long.” I was still shaking when Eric embraced me. He wiped the tears off my cheeks and licked his fingers, his fangs descending.

“Are you still hungry?” He asked. I nodded again. “Perhaps we should stick with True Blood, just to be safe.”

He popped the top off a bottle of blood and warmed it, handing me the bottle. He stared expectantly. The flavor was all wrong, and the texture was a little too thick, but it didn’t make me throw up, so I swallowed it. I scrunched my nose and said, “Well…it’s food, right?” Eric shrugged. I didn’t think I could eat any more, so I asked, “When is Ella coming to pick us up?”

Eric looked at the clock on the wall and said, “She’ll be here in about an hour.”

“Good. I’m anxious to find out where she got the blood from, I have some questions. Can we shower? I feel…sticky.”


The hot water of the shower felt marvelous, infusing my body with its heat. “No wonder you love to shower, the hot water feels so good!” Eric smiled at me again. Showers were pure pleasure, especially when I had Eric to keep me company.

Wet from the shower, Eric carried me into our bedroom and I wrapped my slippery legs around his body. I felt strong and surprisingly flexible. I braced myself against his shoulders as he licked and sucked on my breasts. He nuzzled his face against my quiet chest. “I have been waiting so long for this…” Something changed in him. All the time we had been together, he had been holding back, knowing that he could hurt me. Now it was different, I could feel it.

Eric growled and pushed me, my body thudding against the wall next to our bed. My fangs descended, and I felt lust take control of me. I pushed off the wall, knocking Eric backwards. He let us fall, and I landed heavily on top of him, bruising my knees on the floor. My wet hair clung to my face and got into my mouth. I shook my head fiercely, sending a fine splatter of water flying all around me.

Eric’s eyes were dancing, and he laughed out loud. I growled again and I pinned his hands over his head, brushing his face with my breasts, sliding my body down his. I crushed my body against his and licked the slope of his neck before biting down, opening my mouth to his blood offering. He gasped and grabbed my hips, tilting them until our bodies were aligned, and then rammed into me. I moaned against his neck as he filled me, and sucked harder finding myself nearing release already. I felt his blood work its way through every cell in my body, awakening pure carnal desire.

My body stiffened and vibrated against his, my knees grinding against the floor. Eric came with me, spurred on by my soft moans. I stopped feeding from him and sat up, rocking my body against his. His cock hardened instantly, and his hands captured my face. “I love you,” he whispered, and then licked my mouth, cleaning the blood covering my chin and lips. He scraped his fang against mine and shuddered. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” Each time he said the word ‘love’ he thrust into me harder than before. I couldn’t get enough.

“Yes! Harder!” I screamed needing more. There was some kind of brutality that had built up inside me, never allowed to come into play during sex. Until now.

Eric stood up, with me still firmly attached to his cock, and turned us until my back brushed against the cool sheets of our bed. I grabbed a fistful of sheets in each hand and held on while Eric fulfilled my demands. The bed groaned under me, complaining about the sheer force of our coupling. He was driving into me with such power and concentration, that the energy flowing through our bond was almost tangible. His mouth found my breast and he drank deeply from me, completing the cycle of our blood. It was our blood, not his, not mine. Ours. He gave to me. I gave to him. Just as I had when I was human. How had he managed to restrain himself with me before? To think that he had protected me from this raw hunger…I became overwhelmed with his love for me, and felt tears stream away from my face as I grabbed his ass, driving him faster and harder until we were both transported to the realm of blissful satiation.

“I never understood how much you held back, how you kept me safe from your nature…”

“I love you. That is all that matters.” He wiped the tears from my eyes, sharing in my happiness as our blood joined in his mouth again. “I am so happy that I can share myself with you like this too. Forever.”

I smiled and kissed him.

I looked around the room and laughed. A lamp had gotten knocked over, and was blinking erratically, the sheets were dangling on the floor, and there was water dripping down the walls. “It looks like a wet dog broke in to our bedroom!!” I said.

Eric burst out laughing. “You’re the one that shook your head!”

I stood up and used my towel to wipe the walls. “My hair was in my mouth. I was irritated.” Eric chuckled. “I’m sorry if I hurt you, when I bit you.”

“Did it seem like you hurt me?” His eyebrow was raised, looking at me skeptically.

“Well…no,” I admitted.

“You might want to go a little easier on a human, but you never need to worry about me. You were magnificent.” He kissed me again, leaving a silly grin on my face.


Pam texted Eric ten times, asking if she could come see me. Eric told her that she couldn’t stay for long, since Ella would be coming to pick us up to take us to the airport.

A minute after being granted permission, Pam knocked on the front door. She was dressed in a pale yellow jogging suit, with shiny white reflective running shoes. She smiled when she saw me look at them “How do you like my new running shoes?” Her straight blonde hair was flawless, even after running the considerable distance between our houses.

“Sookie, you look amazing! Can you control your fangs yet?”

I wasn’t sure, but I tried to get them to descend, and to my great surprise, they responded. Pam clapped her hands gleefully. “They suit you. Really. Welcome to the family.” She hugged me tightly, this time not holding back. I really loved Pam, and knew I would miss her while we were gone.

“Pam? Ella will be here any minute,” I said, sorry to shoo her away.

“I know you need to go, I just had to stop by and see you myself.” She turned to leave after giving me another hug and Eric a kiss on the cheek. “But before I go,” Pam continued, “Is it okay if Laurie and I borrow the swing while you’re gone?” She blinked her eyes innocently, which only made her request seem even more perverse.

“Sure, borrow away,” I answered. “Just make sure you clean it….”

“Don’t I always?” Pam huffed, offended that I would question her sanitation. “Okay, I’m off. Laurie and I are going on a walk tonight. I’ll tell her the good news.” She winked. “Have a lovely time in Paris,” she added and was out the door.


Ella showed up right on time, just like she usually did. Her van was idling outside. She hesitantly knocked on the door. I pushed past Eric to open it.

“Sookie! It is so good to see you. I must admit that I was a little worried…”

I pulled her into a hug, being conscientious about not hurting her, and felt grateful to have a friend that cared for me so much. My fangs dropped down after I took a breath, inhaling the scent of her blood. Her skin felt hot through her clothes, and her pulse was strong and steady. I pulled away from her, embarrassed. “I’m sorry Ella, I don’t really know how to control these things yet. Maybe I should get a tiny binder to carry around, just in case….” Eric and Ella stared at me blankly. “You know, like a teenage boy trying to hide his boner in high school?” Eric shrugged and Ella laughed out loud.

“It’s okay, Sookie. This must be a bizarre transition for you. I’ll do my best not to tempt you.” She smiled at me warmly. I was just relieved that I was full, otherwise who knows what I would have been capable of? The consequences of being hungry around my human loved ones were inconceivable.

“How is the fam? Is Julian getting Miles ready for bed right about now?” Ella nodded and I smiled. It took a dedicated personal assistant to leave her family to deal with someone else’s life. Ella was definitely dedicated…among other things.

Ella looked at our luggage and coffins. “We should get going, just in case there’s traffic.” There never was traffic going to the airport this time of night, but Ella was such a methodical planner that it was best to let her do her work and not interfere. Eric grabbed the handle on the side of his coffin, swinging it upright next to him. I followed his lead and carried mine. “Wow, I can’t believe how strong you are!! I’ll get the luggage.” Ella called out after us. Five minutes later, the house was locked and we were in the van ready to go.

“Ella, I wanted to ask you about the blood from the donor…”

“Yes?” Ella responded, keeping her eyes on the road.

“Where did you get it?”

“There’s a place downtown where people can go to donate for vampires. It pays well, so they attract all kinds of people, but they are meticulous about screening for diseases and that sort of thing. Why do you ask?”

“When I drank it, I could see her life, her memories. It was so unreal.”

Ella looked at me, “Wow, I’ve never heard of that happening before. How long did it last?”

“A few seconds, maybe a minute.”

“Could this be related to your telepathy?”

“Your guess is as good as mine. It was weird though.” I hadn’t thought of my gift until she mentioned it. “Ella, would you mind if I checked to see if I can still read human minds?” She shrugged, and said, “Okay.”

I reached out to her, and could feel that her brain was alive, buzzing with electric impulses jumping tiny synaptic gaps. There was a kind of door between us, and by slowly unlocking it, her thoughts flowed into my head. I hope Julian remembers to brush and floss Miles’ teeth tonight, he always forgets. I don’t know why he thinks a 2 and half year old kid can take care of his own oral hygiene…but he does. Honestly. Well I guess if Miles misses a couple of times it isn’t going to ruin his teeth…

I closed the door, and stopped her thoughts mid-sentence. “Worried about Julian being in charge of bedtime?” I smiled at her.

“So it still works, huh?”

“It’s different. There was a barrier between us, that I had to open.” It dawned on me what that meant. I was in complete control of who and what got into my head.

Eric spoke up, “I guess you got stronger everywhere.” My defenses included.

“Can I try something else?” I asked Ella as she concentrated on the road ahead of us.

“Uh, sure?” Ella was clearly unsure about my intentions. I reached across the space that separated us and touched her arm. The second my skin came in contact with hers, her thoughts bombarded me in a constant stream. She was thinking about how cold my hand was, and how long it would be before the stop light in the next block would turn green. It made me smile to ‘hear’ her try and predict the traffic light patterns, and I wanted to tell her how adorable she was. I removed my hand and the stream of thoughts dried up.

“That felt weird,” Ella admitted. “You weren’t trying to glamour me, were you?”

“No, I don’t know how to do that yet.” I shrugged and looked at Eric expectantly.

“Don’t give me that look, we were busy.” He waggled his eyebrows at me suggestively. Ella giggled. Eric was not what you would call subtle.

“How do you mean weird? What did it feel like?” I asked leaning towards her

“I don’t know, I just felt…cute all of a sudden.”

“Adorable?” I asked shocked again.

“Yes, that’s it, I felt adorable…for some reason.” She sounded confused.

“I was thinking that! I wanted to tell you how adorable you were for trying to predict the traffic light pattern. It’s just so nerdy!”

Eric took my hand and spoke in a hushed voice, “You glamoured her…by touching her. You made her feel whatever you put in her head, seamlessly. Ella doesn’t look disoriented at all, which is usually a side effect of glamouring someone. Other humans are likely to notice their odd behavior, but even I can’t see a change in her, except that she feels what you thought.” His eyes lit up, delighted with the possibilities in store for us.

“Um, I can hear you,” Ella said. “And by the way, I don’t feel disoriented at all, just adorable.”

I had to admit that I was intrigued, but I was done experimenting on my friend. “Thanks Ella, for letting me explore my abilities. I’m excited to find out more about what I am capable of.”

Eric sat in silence, his brain working as Ella and I chatted about Paris while we made our way to the airport.

The Annubis Air terminal was bustling. Ella pulled over and opened the doors, pulling out our luggage while we grabbed our coffins. Ella looked at the terminal and said, “Do you have your tickets?” I pulled mine out of my purse, and Eric got his out of a pocket in his carry-on luggage. “Okay, have a wonderful trip. Don’t forget to write!”

“Oh Ella, you are so wonderful. I just don’t know what I would do without your love and support! I’ll send more than postcards.” I hugged her quickly, avoiding touching any exposed skin, and pulled away, tears threatening to fall.

“Sookie, don’t cry, you’ll get all bloody!” Ella warned, sending me laughing, without crying. “Go, check in. Call me after you get settled…”

I had luggage in one hand, and my coffin in the other. Eric and I turned and walked away from everything I knew to an unknown future.

I am really hoping that someone out there can help me with French translations. If you are willing to assist me, please PM me and let me know. I will be very grateful.


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On to La Vie En Rose Ch 2: Bienvenue à Paris

Don’t forget to read the little femslash one shot I wrote for Pam and Laurie, it takes off from this point in the timeline…Kitten & Sugar Pie

Kitten & Sugar Pie

Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.

Thank you to my dear friend Laurie, who willingly let me write her into Getaway. I’m not so sure she knew that I had any intention to make her the star of her own one-shot, so I just hope she’ll still love me in the morning.

Opalsfire, I would not have even known where to start with this story without your ideas and encouragement. Thank you so very much. Of course, my gushing thanks wouldn’t be complete without big love to SeriousCrush, editor extraordinaire! Thank you for supporting me every step of the way and working for me, no matter how tired you are. I love you forever. VintageManniqueen offered wonderful suggestions and helped me put the final touches on this little story, so I offer my thanks and will gladly pay your bill for ruined panties (her words, not mine :)).

VintageManniqueen and TriceNorthman, this is for you…sorry you had to wait so long for it!

This one shot begins during chapter one of La Vie En Rose (when Sookie lets Pam borrow their sex swing), but it has nothing to do with Sookie and Eric. Haven’t read Getaway and La Vie En Rose? What are you waiting for?

This is not appropriate for work, blah blah blah…



Kitten & Sugar Pie

The second I bid farewell to Eric and Sookie, I ran as fast as I could to Laurie’s house. I knocked once before opening the door. Laurie was in the kitchen with her head inside the fridge. I sped across the kitchen floor silently and ran my hands down her back and cupped her ass.

A loud thunk echoed through the kitchen and then Laurie was facing me, clutching her heart. “Sweet Jesus, Pam, you scared the shit out of me.” She rubbed the back of her head and grimaced.

“I hope you don’t mean literally,” I sassed, looking around her body.

Laurie put her hands on her hips, “No. I don’t mean literally. You’re sick!”

“Me?! You said it!” I said. “What were you doing in there anyway?”

“Getting water for our walk, but I couldn’t find my bottle. I tucked it in there somewhere…”

I opened the fridge door and crouched down in front of it. “Your green one? It fell behind this container. Damn woman, don’t you throw anything away?”

Laurie shrugged sheepishly and wrinkled her nose. It was adorable. I handed her the bottle, and when she opened her mouth to thank me, I kissed her. I loved the way her soft warm body melted against me when I touched her. Pretty soon, her arms wound around my waist, and she pulled me closer to her. I could feel the heat of her body through the thin layer of my jogging suit, which reminded me of my good news.

“I have a surprise for you…” I said as I pulled away.

Laurie slowly opened her eyes and smiled with swollen pink lips. “What is it?”

“You do know what a surprise is, right?” I asked. The thought of Laurie strapped into the sex swing made my fangs slide down.

Laurie let out a huff of disappointment. “Yes. I do. Do I ever get to know what it is?”



It was strange being in Eric and Sookie’s house without them here. I made my way to the room down the hall and found the sex swing and stand tucked neatly in the corner. Sookie had told me briefly how to take it apart, and indicated that the box and the instructions were under the bed. I disassembled the stand in no time and had all the parts tucked inside the box. I put the swing on top. When I picked up the box, I saw the words ‘Bondage Ready!’ on the side, and had a sudden stroke of inspiration. On the way back to my house, I stopped at a craft store.

Wearing a casual skirt and blouse, I blended in perfectly with the other shoppers as I perused the aisles of ribbon. I would need something wide, soft, and pink. I found the perfect spool and sighed in frustration when I realized I had to buy it by the yard. I stalked over to the cut table and took a number. While I waited for my number to be called, I looked at the bins of glitter pens and magnetic mirrors. Tucked in the bottom of a pile of ‘spa’ socks, I found a Hello Kitty night mask. It was soft, silky and perfectly pink, just like the ribbon.

“I would like two yards, please,” I said to the perky young woman unrolling my ribbon at the cut table.

“This sure is pretty! What are you making? Binding a baby quilt?” she asked, looking at me with doe eyes.

I couldn’t help myself. “Oh, I’m going to use it to tie up my girlfriend before I fuck her senseless,” I quipped.

The young woman nodded blankly and smiled uncomfortably, “Will that be all?”

“Sure is, honey. You’re not my type.”

She let out a little squeak of terror and pushed the ribbon and the receipt across the table.

I put the folds of ribbon and the Hello Kitty mask on top of the box in my car. Now I just needed to be patient. Laurie was in parent teacher conferences tonight, one of the aspects of teaching 7th and 8th graders that she dreaded…dealing with their parents.

My whole night was planned. I already had reservations for dinner, and after a few more minutes, the stand would be reassembled in my bedroom. I put the swing back in the box…it could wait until next time. I cut the ribbon into four equal pieces and attached them securely around the bondage loops on each side, top and bottom. The ribbon hung against the metal stand and pooled on the ground near the ankle restraints. The contrast was stark, soft pink silky ribbon against black matte metal. It looked beautiful. I hung the mask from the top center hook, where the swing would normally be suspended. A ripple of excitement moved through me.


The lights were on at Laurie’s house, and I could hear the shower running. She had the habit of leaving her front door unlocked, so I let myself in and made my way down the hall. It was too tempting to resist. I opened and closed the bathroom door, pressing my back against the wall.

“Pam?” Laurie asked.

“No, I’m an intruder.”

“Sounds like Pam.” Laurie opened the curtain and peaked out. “Looks like Pam.” She disappeared back behind the curtain and then spoke through the cascade of water, her words sounded wet and warm. “I think the only definitive way for me to know if it’s Pam is if you kiss me.” Laurie turned the water off and pulled the curtain open all the way. Rivulets of water slid down her skin, dripping from her delicious pink nipples.

“You might get more than a kiss…” I warned as I moved to her in a blur of speed. I pushed my tongue between her lips and moaned when she bit me playfully. I put my hand between her legs and pushed a finger between her slippery thighs, grazing her swollen wet sex. Her mouth softened as she sighed and leaned against my hand. I reluctantly pulled away from her and gave her a fangy smile. “Come on, we have dinner reservations.”

Laurie grunted and was breathing heavily. “Now?” I nodded my head. “Alright. Hand me that towel?” I happily obliged wrapping it around her body and holding her hand while she stepped out of the tub. She combed her hair back away from her face, and sauntered her way out of the bathroom. On the way down the hall, she loosened the grip on her towel, letting it hang open. Her ass swayed back and forth with each graceful step. She looked over her shoulder to make sure I was watching. I was.

Laurie switched on a light on her dresser and dropped her towel on the floor. “Oops,” she said innocently. I growled and she giggled. “What do you think I should wear? This one?” She held a lapis blue jersey knit dress against her body. I nodded my head numbly. The cowl neck scooped low, revealing the top of her breasts, and the soft thin material clung to her nipples and to the curves of her hips and belly. “Okay, I’m ready,” she announced. Words failed to form as she brushed past me, letting her fingers trail across my hips. “Where are you taking me?”

“Right here if you’re not careful,” I whispered.

“Is that a promise?” Her eyes sparkled and she rushed back into my arms, pressing her soft body against me. She licked my fang, which nearly pushed me over the edge.

I grabbed her shoulders firmly. “I am taking you out to dinner, where I plan on getting you nice and relaxed with a couple of glasses of wine, and then we are going back to my place, where I have a surprise waiting for you.” I spoke between clenched teeth, determined not to bite her and fuck her and rub myself all over her right here and now.

“Okay, Kitten,” Laurie said in a sweet voice. “Lead the way. I promise to behave…mostly.” She smacked my ass and then ran for the door. I wasn’t sure I would be able to make it through dinner.


Laurie talked about the nightmare of her final day of parent conferences, and was relieved it was Friday so she didn’t have to worry about another evening from hell. I struggled to focus on what she was saying. When she laughed and threw her head back, her neck pulsed and seemed to call out to me. Everything she did was sensual. The way she touched the corners of her mouth with her napkin, the way she stretched and tucked her foot under her other leg while she ate, the way her breasts jiggled when she laughed. She was the most beautiful being I had ever encountered.

She mentioned that her feet were sore from being on them all day, so I happily offered to rub them for her. She leaned back in her seat and pushed her left foot into my lap and closed her eyes. I gripped her delicate foot firmly, rolling my thumbs up the center of her arch. She moaned and arched her back. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her nipples, which were jutting skyward. I wanted to rip her dress off of her and suck them into my mouth. Instead, I took her other foot and rubbed it. Despite the stares we were getting from the other customers around us, I continued to rub her feet until I could hear her pulse slow down and her breathing even out. “Sugar Pie, it’s not time to sleep…I have plans for you.”

“Mm, plans. Mm hmm. Yep, I’m awake,” she said slowly as she smiled at me and opened her eyes. “Thank you for that, you have very talented fingers.”

I cocked my eyebrow. “You know it.”

I finished the last of my synthetic blood and paid the bill, shushing Laurie when she offered me money. “My plan, my treat.”

The air between us on the ride to my house was filled with anticipation. Laurie was relaxed and ready. I pulled her into my house and stopped in the living room. “Wait here. I have something.” I ran down the hall, grabbed the Hello Kitty mask and returned to the exact spot I had left seconds before.

Laurie looked at my hands and the corners of her mouth tugged into a smile when she saw what I was holding. “That is adorable! Is that for me?”

“Do you trust me?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said breathlessly.

“Good,” I said as I collided with her. I locked my mouth on hers and thrust my tongue between her teeth. She tugged my blouse out of my skirt and unbuttoned it quickly, letting it hang on either side of my breasts. Her warm hands cupped my breasts and her thumbs played across my nipples, making them even harder than they were moments ago. I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall in a pool around my feet. Her slender fingers slipped under the waistband of my skirt and lowered the zipper until it joined my blouse. She gave me a hungry look as her eyes raked down my naked body.

I lifted the hem of her dress, slowly exposing her soft freckled thighs, and then her full round hips. The patch of neat fiery curls between her legs glistened in the soft light. I could smell her arousal, and it took every ounce of control in my body to wait to taste her. I moved her dress up further, the thin material catching on her breasts. When I lifted the garment all the way off of her head, her breasts bounced. I groaned and leaned over to give each one a kiss, trailing my tongue in the valley between them. Laurie keened and arched her back, thrusting her breasts into my face.

I dropped her dress on the floor and handed her the mask. “Put this on.” It wasn’t a request. Laurie obeyed and smiled wickedly, covering her eyes and smoothing her wavy red hair down. I interlaced my fingers through hers and led her down the hall to my bedroom. Our soft footprints echoed quietly against the walls until we were in my room.

“Are we in your room?” Laurie asked.

“Yes. Come with me,” I said as I pulled her until she was standing under the frame adorned with ribbons. “Stand right here. Now give me your right hand.” I tied it quickly. Laurie squeaked as the ribbon tightened and pulled her arm snugly against the metal frame. “Left hand.” Laurie obeyed quickly, trying to touch me before I retrained her. “Now spread your legs for me.” Laurie shuddered and bit her bottom lip as she opened her legs. “Wider…a bit more…perfect.”

I crouched in front of her and tied her ankle to the metal frame. I looked up to find the most delicious sight…her swollen pink folds, which were parted ever so slightly. I growled and tied her other ankle in place.

She looked like a present, tied in place with pretty pink bows that were the same color as her nipples. I stood up and circled her, surprising her with feather-light caresses across her stomach and back. She whimpered and tried to touch me, but the ribbons held tightly.

I stood behind her and ran a fingertip down her spine, drawing spirals across her luscious ass. I followed the curve of her ass and slid my finger between her legs, pushing between her wet lips. Laurie arched her back, thrusting her hips down until the tip of my finger slipped inside her. She sighed and then groaned when I pulled my finger out. I licked my finger clean, loudly sucking and moaning as her scent assaulted my senses. I barely touched my body against hers, rubbing my nipples against her back and inhaled deeply at the base of her neck. My body shuddered. Her heart was pounding and I could feel her blood pulsing against me. I opened my mouth, thrusting my tongue between my fangs and licked her neck. Her body melted against mine.

I reached around her and caressed her nipples lightly before gripping her breasts and pulling her body flush against mine. I rubbed my pussy against her ass while I sucked on her neck.

“Are you going to bite me?” Laurie gasped. Her words were fragmented with her ragged breathing.

“Do you want me to?” I whispered, touching the edge of her ear with my tongue. She nodded her head.

I peeled my body off of hers and she whined. I couldn’t suppress an evil grin. I circled her body a few times, teasing her with soft touches down the length of her arms, the curves of each rib and the soft indentation behind her knees.

I stood toe to toe with her and said, “What do you want?”

She was panting. I loved when I made her pant. “You,” she breathed.

“You need to elaborate…”

“Your hands, lips, tongue, teeth…”

“My hands…” I trailed off as I let my palms skate down her sides. I followed the path straight down her legs, kneeling in front of her. I brought my hands up the inside of her legs, moving slowly as I neared the dewy center between them. My fingers met in the middle, squeezing her slippery lips and her engorged clit. She cried out and her legs shook as I maintained the pressure on her clit. Her breathing became raspy as she came. “What else did you want? Oh yes, my lips.” I leaned forward and kissed her swollen flesh, inhaling deeply. As much as I wanted to tease her, I could not resist any longer. I thrust my tongue inside her, dragging a moan out of both of our mouths. I sucked on her pussy, extracting every last drop of cum I had coaxed from her body moments before.

I reached around her body and gripped the round globes of her ass, pulling her sex firmly against my mouth. I devoured her, lathing every inch of her sensitive clit with my tongue. Her body rocked in my hands and I focused my attention on her clit while I wormed a finger through her legs and began to thrust inside her while I sucked. She screamed as she came, the sound combined with the spasms in her pussy vibrated against my mouth. I smiled and scraped her skin with my fangs. Her body jumped.

“Now what was the last thing you wanted from me?” I whispered against her mound.

“Kitten? My arms are going numb…” Laurie said when she caught her breath.

I stood up quickly and untied her wrists. She opened and closed her hands quickly, shaking them down by her sides. I untied her ankle restraints and carried her to my bed.

Laurie pushed the mask up and out of the way and winked at me. “Sucker!” she said as she rolled our bodies until she had me pinned to the bed. The heat between her legs penetrated my cool skin, slowly warming me up. I gladly put my hands over my head so I could grip the edge of the mattress, and gave myself to her. She slid her body down my legs and nudged them open. She let out a warm breath and then latched her hot mouth onto my clit, sucking and licking furiously. She straddled my leg and ground her wet heat against my shin. It nearly killed me all over again.

I had never cum so hard in all my existence, and when I was done shaking against the bed, Laurie smiled at me with ruddy lips. “Was that good for you?”

I nodded my head and beckoned her with a crook of my finger. Laurie slithered up my body, crushed her breasts against mine, and then kissed me. “You are so…so fucking amazing.” Laurie batted her eyelashes at me coyly. “I have one more surprise for you.”

“More orgasms?” she asked cheerfully.

“They usually come with the territory. I want to exchange blood with you.”

“But…why? Why me?” Laurie said.

“Because I love you, Sugar Pie. I want to be a part of you, and you a part of me.” She had questioned me before about the blood bond Eric and Sookie shared. She knew that creating a blood bond was something that vampires didn’t take lightly.

“I love you too, and can’t imagine anyone I would rather be connected to,” Laurie said with a smile. I couldn’t have said it better myself.

I moved my hand between our bodies and delved between the slick folds, finding entrance quickly. Laurie sighed as her body melted against mine. She pushed her hand next to mine, our wrists bumping as her finger sought a way inside me. Our bodies writhed as our arms rubbed and pumped in and out, synchronizing until we were thrusting in unison. I licked the side of her neck, sucking lightly on her pounding flesh.

“Please bite me, Kitten…” her voice trailed off as my fangs scraped her skin. I opened my mouth and sighed as my fangs slid into her soft skin, coating my tongue with her hot, sweet blood. My pussy clenched around her finger as I came. I drank deeply as I convulsed under her, and then I withdrew my fangs and bit into my own wrist. I brought my bleeding wrist to her mouth, continuing to fuck her with my other hand. I could feel another orgasm building as I watched her suck on my arm. As my blood diffused through her, the wounds on her neck healed and her eyes darkened. She held my arm firmly against her mouth and rode my hand, digging her hips into mine. We came at the same time. Despite the cacophony of pleasure, I could hear my blood inside her, calling out to me, describing the glory of her body. It was a moment of pure bliss. Distilled out of love and happiness.

Laurie collapsed on top of me, panting hard. “That was spectacular.” She lifted her head and smiled at me.

“Not as spectacular as your face covered with my blood…” I said as I licked her chin clean. I growled as I tasted myself, a mixture of blood and cum.

“I feel so powerful!”

“You are…” I agreed.

“I feel so alive!”

“You are…”

“I feel like I could fuck you all night!”

“Help yourself,” I said with a smile.


That night was the first of three that solidified our loving relationship. Now if I could just convince her to give up her human life…well, then I would be one happy kitten.


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