Before I opened my eyes, I felt something soft as rose petals caressing down my neck and across the cleavage that was on display, thanks to Pam’s shopping skills.
“Mmmm” I hummed softly and arched my back,as another soft caress started on the inside of my ankle, and made its way upwards to the inside of my hip.
I hadn’t even opened my eyes and I was already dripping with the anticipation of what may come next.
Soft, cool lips trailed a torturously slow path from my collarbone up to my ear before a gentle, but surprisingly emotional, voice whispered, “You are still here.”
I didn’t allow my traitorous thoughts to start questioning why he seemed surprised. Instead, I turned my head quickly and caught his lips with my own, as I twisted my fingers into his hair, hoping to hold him there.
There was no mistaking the foreign sense of shock I felt. It had to be Eric’s surprise I was feeling through our new bond, because I knew exactly what I was doing.
I was going all in.
A few years ago, when I played poker with Jason, he told me that I didn’t know when to take a good hand and risk it all. He said I would never win big if I didn’t take a big risk. He also warned me that losing once wasn’t a good enough reason not to try again.
Back then, I had told Jason I would rather leave the table with a little something rather than leave with my hands empty.
Now, however, I’d changed my mind.
I was going to listen to my irresponsible brother for once, and be greedy, because I wanted it all.
More importantly, I wanted it with Eric.
And this time I knew I was playing with a great hand.
Eric had been stern and sometimes controlling since the tribunal, but he had also been compassionate, caring, and empathetic. Additionally, he had made no secret of his interest in me sexually, but he had been patient and respectful as he gave me time and space.
Moreover, even though he hid his feelings from everyone else, I could feel what he was feeling now.
And he felt a lot of things very deeply.
For example, right now there was a lot of lust and happiness along with a little confusion. More importantly, however, was the overwhelming feeling of a deep seeded longing.
With his feelings flowing through me and his mouth caressing mine as if we had been doing this dance for centuries, I suddenly heard his voice coming up from my memory.
“You will never have to be alone again.”
I was now convinced that those words held as much meaning for him as they did for me. If I was tired of being alone after only twenty-six years, then how must Eric feel after over a thousand years?
But now he had me.
And I had him.
As I broke off our kiss so I could breathe, I finally opened my eyes to find Eric openly scrutinizing me.
“What?” I asked, confused by his questioning expression.
“Why did you stay?” He asked evenly.
I blinked only once before answering.
“Because this is what I want.”
A genuine and wholly unguarded smile broke out across Eric’s face, and I found myself warmed by it.
“You are not here out of obligation.” His smile remained in place but I could feel his curiosity.
“No.” I answered honestly. “You freed me of my obligations, and I could have walked away. This is a better choice for me.”
His face fell slightly and his tone hardened. “You are still choosing based on the lack of options.”
“No. I. Am. Not!” I said a little too forcefully as Eric moved back slightly to allow me to sit up. “I did what anyone would do when choices are laid before them. I thought through all the options and repercussions of each option. In the end, I decided that becoming vampire was best for me and it was what I wanted.”
Eric still didn’t look satisfied with my answer. Of course, his reaction caused me to become aggravated. Therefore, I probably said more than I should have, especially if I didn’t want to be punished.
“Stop it Eric Northman.” I chastised him. “I have spent the last few days thinking nonstop about all of this and, as I relaxed on the beach today, I finally found peace with my decision and my new life. I will not allow you to mess with my head now!”
He actually chuckled a little. “You won’t allow me?”
I rolled my eyes. “You know what I mean.”
“I do.” He answered thoughtfully, before regarding me for several minutes in silence.
When he finally seemed to reach some sort of conclusion, he nodded his head slightly, smiled again, and held out his hand as he spoke, “Then I accept your decision.”
As I took his hand, he pulled me up quickly and crushed my body to his, as he laid the mother of all kisses on me. It was fast and passionate but then slow and sensual. It felt as if he was making love to me with his mouth, teeth, fangs, and tongue. I was in heaven, but as I was about to reach for Eric’s shirt to take it off, he pulled away.
“Would you like to go swimming or have you had enough of the ocean today?” He asked with his arms still around my hips and back.
When I just looked at him in confusion, he seemed confused as well. “Why are you confused?”
I huffed. I couldn’t help it because I was frustrated. Here I was – finally – ready to succumb to my attraction to Eric Northman and he was acting as if he were oblivious.
Well, maybe he was.
“Eric,” I said softly as I let my hands flow over his chest and up into the tiny hairs on the back of his neck. “Why do you keep pulling away from me tonight?”
I was surprised when Eric sighed, but it didn’t take long for me to stiffen in his arms.
He wasn’t oblivious.
He just didn’t want me.
“Stop it.” He said gently when I looked away with the rejection I felt welling up inside of me.
Before I knew it, Eric was sitting back on the couch and I was sitting on his lap straddling his hips. He softly placed his hands on either side of my face and pulled it around so he could look into my eyes.
“You know how badly I want to ravage you. I want to fuck you until your legs don’t function and your mind is filled with nothing but me.” He said with a small thrust upward of his hips to let me feel how much he wanted me. “But you have had a lot of my blood in the past three days and it will continue to influence your sexual desires until after you are changed. I have told you that I will not take advantage of my position in your life, and I will always keep my word to you.”
I did nothing but stare at him.
He was holding back so that I wouldn’t think he had lied to me, controlled me, or used me.
As if I needed another reason to trust him.
“Eric,” I whispered. “This isn’t about the magic in your blood.”
That I was sure of.
“There’s no way for you to know, Sookie.” Eric said softly as he traced the line of my jaw with a single finger.
“I do know.” I whispered again as I leaned forward and kissed his jaw before leaning up to his ear. “Do you want to know how I know?”
“Yes.” He answered in a slightly strained voice.
As I formulated my answer, I slowly trailed my hands down Eric’s chest and towards the hem of his black T-shirt.
“Because this is about how you’ve protected me, taught me, and given me space to make my own decisions.”
I pulled his shirt up over his head and tossed it aside before I leaned down to kiss a slow path down his neck before speaking again.
“This is about how you had Pam get my Gran’s recipes for my final meals, about how you took me to see the sun over the ocean, and about the symbolism behind the roses you gave me today.”
As I spoke, I kissed my way down his chest, sliding off his lap to kneel before him, so I could remove his belt.
“This is about how you’ve held me when I’ve cried but also pushed me to be stronger when I felt too weak to move forward.”
I leaned back away from Eric and placed my weight on my knees as I untied my bikini top with one pull and let it fall to the ground.
I felt insecure for the first time as I sat nearly naked before my Viking, but the insecurity went away when I was hit by a massive wave of awe and desire coming from the bond. My voice became huskier as I leaned back in between Eric’s legs and kissed his chiseled abs while keeping my eyes locked with his.
“This is about how you’ve made me feel accepted for the first time in my life.”
I stood up and removed my bikini bottoms before climbing back onto his lap and pressing my bare body against his cool chest for the first time.
I could feel his massive bulge in his pants and I could see his restraint in the hard set of his jaw and the clenched fists at his sides. However, I ignored it and leaned all of my weight against his chest as I laid my head on his shoulder and breathed against his neck.
“But mostly, this is about a new beginning and about how I want you to fuck me until your legs don’t function and I’m the only thing that you are thinking about.”
That was the end of the Viking’s restraint as he flipped us over on the couch, and his tongue was on my center before I could blink.
I cried out at the suddenness of the movement, as well as how quickly he was pulling exotic sensations from my body, but my yell of surprise and victory quickly turned to moans of ecstasy.
If I had thought his mouth on mine was heaven, his mouth on my mound was beyond description. There were no words spoken as he licked, hummed, stroked, and sucked along my slit. We both held eye contact as my heart rate skyrocketed when one of his long, talented fingers entered me, and slowly stroked in and out with the rhythm of his tongue on my sensitive bundle of nerves.
I felt as if I would die from the pleasure, but I refused to let myself go over the top. Eric must have felt my self-control, because he seemed to double his efforts as he pushed in two more fingers and sucked hard on my center.
“ERIC!” I cried out as I tightened my abdominal and leg muscles in an attempt to withhold my peak.
“Let go, Lover.” His voice was gravel and velvet all in one.
“No.” I breathed out. “I want you inside me first.”
After another thrust with his fingers and an intrusion with his tongue, he teasingly licked the inside of my thigh. “But I want to taste you.”
“Taste me later!” I yelled as he thrust his fingers into me again. “Fuck me now!”
Damn. What was he doing to me? I’ve never been like this before.
Eric clucked his tongue at me twice before chastising me. “Language, Ms. Stackhouse.” He pulled his fingers out of me and cleaned them with his tongue before continuing, “Now, ask nicely.”
I sat up and pushed slightly on Eric’s shoulder to get him to lie down on the blanket, which was spread across the ground in front of the couch. I reached down to undo his button and zipper on his jeans as I said, “Please Eric, I want to feel you inside me so I can pulse around you the first time I come.”
“Damn woman!” He exclaimed as I thrust my hand down into his jeans and lightly squeezed his massive manhood. It was so thick I couldn’t even close one of my small hands around him, and my stomach clenched in anticipation.
Again, Eric decided to take over, and I was on my back beneath him, and he was naked as he leaned over me. Before I could decide where I wanted to touch him first, he had taken my nipple in his mouth and my other breast in his hand. My back arched in appreciation, and I cried out into the night.
As Eric released one of my breasts, I used the leverage from one of my bent legs to turn us back over, and I quickly made my way down Eric’s body before he could reposition us again.
“My turn to taste you.” I said right before I took him in my hand and ran my tongue up it from the base to the tip.
“Fuck Sookie.” Eric cried out as I took him into my mouth as deeply as I could, and he twisted his fingers into my hair. “Gudar, gör det igen.”
I took it as a good sign that he wasn’t speaking English anymore.
Therefore, I continued to suck, lick, and hum around his manhood. After a couple of minutes enjoying his taste, I felt a large jolt of lust overpower me when I looked into Eric’s eyes, and slowly licked the accumulated pearl off of his tip.
He pulled me up his body then and kissed me senseless before warning me, “I love this side of you, but be careful of how far you push a vampire, Lover.”
“It must be the island.” I teased. “Or maybe you.” I licked his ear. “Because I’ve never been like this before.”
I had inched my hand around Eric’s erection and I distinctly felt it jump in my hand when I admitted that this new sex kitten side of Sookie Stackhouse was just now making its first appearance.
It was true though. Besides a couple of passionate missionary moments before, I had never felt this free during sex. It was invigorating.
“I need to be inside you.” Eric’s husky voice brought me out of my thoughts and I moaned loudly in response to his words.
Eric slowly turned us back over as he once more hovered above me. I reached up and pulled his head down to mine so I could taste his lips once more.
As I felt him brush slightly against my entrance, I moaned against his lips and he whispered against mine.
“Are you ready for me, lover?”
“God YES.” I half moaned and half yelled.
“Then look at me.”
As soon as our eyes connected, I felt Eric push into me to the hilt and we both yelled out at the sensation. We stilled our bodies in the next moment as our eyes continued to hold one another. Eric slowly leaned down and kissed me and I felt our bond explode.
It was so much deeper and stronger than before. I felt overwhelmed and overcome by it as Eric slowly started to move in and out of me.
“Breathe, Lover.” Eric whispered as he kissed my neck and then nibbled on my ear lobe. “The bond is growing stronger. Do not be afraid.”
As Eric slowly moved his hips, I took a deep breath and moved my hips in response. I looked up at him and was again breathless, taking in the depth of his eyes and the emotions shining through them, as well as pulsing in our bond. If I thought I could feel his emotions before, then this was like a bond on steroids.
He felt so much so very deeply.
“Do not cry, min milda krigare.” Eric whispered as he licked the tears that had unknowingly escaped my eyes.
I didn’t know what to say to him that could possibly convey how I felt about being so close to him in that very moment. The only words that came to mind were “Thank you.”
Again, I was rewarded with a beautiful smile that I was beginning to call my smile in my mind.
“Don’t thank me yet, Lover.” He teased as he reached down to rub circles along my slit and increased the speed of his hips.
“Damn.” I arched my back again, trying to get more contact, as I felt myself getting closer and closer to the golden edge.
Eric continued his, now relentless, pace while he leaned down to take my nipple in his mouth. Right when I felt like I couldn’t hold back any longer, I felt Eric’s fangs pierce my breast and I yelled out my release as Eric threw his head back and roared with his own moment.
As I gasped for air and tried to calm my heartbeat, Eric dropped his head down on my chest and licked my wounds, careful not to put too much of his weight on me.
“That was . . . “ I paused searching for the right word.
“The best I’ve ever had.” Eric finished bluntly.
To which I immediately said, “Bullshit.”
And he laughed.
So I slapped his arm.
And he laughed harder.
So I joined him.
After a few minutes of laughing, Eric separated from me and I groaned with the loss of contact. However, it didn’t last long as Eric grabbed a clean blanket from the side table and picked me up to walk towards the water’s edge.
“What are you up to?” I asked.
“Moving us closer to the water.” He said as he sat me down so that he could lie out the blanket. “It is very soothing.”
Wondering why he needed to be soothed after what just happened, I quickly realized he was trying to soothe me and prepare me for what was to come.
I was really saying that a lot tonight.
“I was wondering if you were going to say that again.” He said with a mischievous wink.
I pulled him down to the blanket and spent the next couple of hours thanking him over and over again.
After hours of making sure we were both tired and lost only in our thoughts of each other and our pleasure, we finally came up for air as I laid on my side facing the ocean and Eric spooned in behind me. The night was warm but comfortable and the full moon was bright in a clear sky.
“Sookie.” His tone was soft but full of meaning.
It was time.
“Can we stay here?” I asked softly. “I feel so relaxed.”
“We can stay here if you like.” He answered with a kiss to my shoulder. “There are many things I wish we had time to discuss but we will have to wait until you rise. Know now that I will never lie to you. There may be times I cannot tell you everything, but I will never lie nor hurt you.”
“I know, Eric.” Saying his name made me think of one question I had for him. “Umm. I do have one easy question for you.”
“Do I still get to call you Eric or do I have to call you Master?” I asked timidly.
And he laughed again.
“Of all the questions you could ask, you would ask that one.”
I had to laugh with him. When it came down to it, what I called him was a really small detail.
Before I could say anything else, Eric spoke again, “You do not have to call me Master. It’s a part of being my bonded that you wouldn’t have to call me Master. However, there may be certain moments that I may like to hear that word from your lips.”
He punctuated his words with a thrust of his hips into my backside and I couldn’t help but moan in response.
“Not fair.” I mumbled under my breath and we both laughed again.
After a couple of more moments, Eric spoke again and he was back to business. “Pam will be here to get us in a little while. She will escort our coffin back to Louisiana and bury us in the dirt in a safe place. I want to be in my territory when you rise.”
I only nodded. It was really time and this was really happening.
I felt a small amount of panic start to boil to the surface before a large blast of calm came from Eric.
“Thank you – again.” I smiled over my shoulder at him.
“You don’t have to thank me for taking care of you.” He kissed me softly on the lips before I turned back to look at the ocean.
“The turning will not be painful, Lover.” He said so softly in my ear that it almost felt like the wind was speaking to me. “It is not as traumatic as drowning, where you feel like you can’t breathe. Instead, it is more like feeling heavy and tired, before finally falling asleep.”
I nodded and took a deep breath as Eric brushed my hair away from my neck and kissed it.
“I will be with you when you wake and for every night that follows, my Lover.”
And those were the last words I heard with human ears.