The Viking’s Pet~ “The Corridor” by FanOTheFang

I would like to thank the author, FanOTheFang, for letting me borrow from her story

A lemony one-shot that's just a small part of a much larger story.
Southern Vampire Mysteries belong entirely to Charlaine Harris – A huge Thank You to her because life would be boring without Eric!

Eric was furious as he strode into the elevator and I slid in after him, desperate to keep pace. I'd never seen him as angry as this and his anger was directed at me. I'd been a fool. Saying “No” to him at all was pretty dim, saying “No” to him in a public bar in front of other Vampires was more stupid that I could say. I was lucky to be in one piece.
It was the First Anniversary of the Great Revelation tomorrow. We were here in New Orleans to celebrate, there was a huge ball at the Queens Play Palace tomorrow night. All the important Vamps from Louisiana were here, humans who had been welcoming to the Vampires had been invited, politicians, business men, there were interesting rumors that a few celebs might show up. And of course there were a few pets like me who'd been lucky enough to score an invite.
Eric had wanted me there to give him a reason not to get dragged into the politics that would be inevitably discussed. Not that he wasn't a political animal, he could certainly play their games and talk the talk but he was Sheriff of Area 5 and was happy with his lot at the moment. He didn't want to get dragged into the Queens plans.
Ideally he would return to Shreveport in exactly the same position that he had been in before we left. But now I'd made him look a fool, a Sheriff who couldn't control his new pet. All respect he'd earned in the Vampire community could fade once this bit of gossip started the rounds.
“I'm so sorry Eric!”
“You slapped my hand away from you!”
“I didn't mean it – I was just teasing, really...”
“Victoria! Teasing! Have you lost your mind? I brought you here to play your part not to make me look like a pussy-whipped fool. This will never be forgotten!”
Fortunately we were the only two in the elevator. I pressed myself into the far corner and let him fume. The elevator was going up so I was hopeful he wasn't planning to “sling you out on the street” as he'd threatened. Unless of course he was thinking of draining me in the hotel room and tossing me over the balcony!
We reached our floor and he seemed to be getting calm and concentrating on how to get himself out of the situation I'd landed him in. He didn't stride ahead but wound an arm around my waist and walked slowly down the endless corridor to find our room. I was relieved by the slower pace partly because I was wearing four-inch heeled boots which really weren't meant for striding out in but mainly because this meant he was working this out. If anyone could solve this Eric Northman could.
A chambermaid passed us, obviously human. She kept her eyes down and said “Good evening” quietly as we passed. Eric squeezed my waist as we walked on then slowly stroked my ass to get my attention, as I looked up his eyes were blazing, fangs down and a smile on his face. It seemed he had a plan. I had no idea what it was.
As we reached the hotel room door he gently pushed my back to the wall. He stood towering above me with his hands on my waist and breathed into my ear “You've never said “No” to be before, my Pet.”

“I never will again” I fervently whispered back.
“Why now? I only wanted to stroke those beautiful legs of yours. We've gone further than that in Fangtasia!” He grinned wickedly down at me remembering. Surely he wasn't going to start talking about first base!
It was difficult to concentrate on explaining myself to him as his hands had slid down to be tracing figure eights on my hips and thighs, touching my skirt, down to my bare legs and back up again. I managed to sputter out “I panicked. It's just different here, strange Vamps.... I'm sorry...It's easier at Fangtasia...”
"I'm just the same here” he whispered as he leaned in to kiss me gently at first then stronger, taking charge as he always did. I'd been with Eric for six months now. His kiss still amazed me. His cold touch never failed to melt me.
Eric stood away from me a little, watching to gauge my reaction as his hands slipped further up my dress to stroke my bottom and his long thumbs to hook either side of my panties and slowly, teasingly slid them down to my knees. I struggled to catch my breath. A tiny thought of panic flashed through my head.

We're in the corridor. His fingers started to stroke my nub and tease my lips to gain entrance as he crooned in my ear “So wet, my Pet, so warm” all worries left my head. All that mattered was him, pleasing him and the way he was touching me.
Eric rhythmic fingers didn't miss a beat as he politely said “Good Evening” to the next member of staff that passed us. That person said “Good Evening, Sir” back to him, no trace of surprise in their voice. I hadn't been able to register if they were male or female. My dress was up around my waist my panties still tight around my knees because I didn't want to bring my legs close enough together to let them drop. Eric's body was fully in front of mine but that would not have hidden what was going on.
I actually let out a whimper of complaint as he slid his fingers out of me so he could pull my dress over my head with two hands. “Patience my sweet, there's no rush” Being naked in the corridor of a Vampire Hotel might normally have made me think there might be good reason to rush. But as he teased my mouth with his fingers that were so wet from my juices and slid two fingers from his other hand deep inside me I forgot my worries.

We both licked and sucked the taste of me from his hand then kissed tangling our tongues as we slowly tasted each other. I was arching away from the wall towards his wonderful body as he smoothly unhooked my bra and unwrapped my arms from his shoulders so he could get the bra untangled from me and it hit the floor with my dress. If I was really lucky my clothing might survive this night intact.

I came in a rush as he first started teasing my nipples with his extended fangs. I loved him to bite me any suggestion of it along with his fingers still working me was more than enough to send me crashing over the edge. I didn't have enough breath to scream his name but I managed to whisper “Eric... thank you, thank you, thank you” He almost chuckled into my shoulder, it always amused him that I thanked him for every orgasm he gave me.
At that moment three Vampires walked around the corner looking incredibly interested in proceedings and Eric grinned a triumphant grin as his plan came together. I couldn't help but look at them, though it might have been better to keep my eyes closed at this point. Rasul was there. He'd been friendly towards me in the bar earlier, he was more chatty than any vampire I'd ever met. Rasul certainly seemed to respect Eric but he'd seen me push Eric away in the bar and I would assume he wouldn't be keeping that story to himself. Here we were all primed to give him a much better story, with my Viking as the star of the show.
The other pair may or may not have been a couple. I didn't care, they had not been friendly. Many vamps take no notice of humans unless they wanted to fuck and feed. These two certainly took no notice of me, which was fine, but they ignored me in a way that made me think they were enjoying ignoring me, which unnerved me. They were enjoying insulting the Sheriffs little pet which in it's way was an insult to the Sheriff. I admit it was these two that had made me edgy enough to push Eric's hand from me earlier. They had seen the tension between Eric and I. They would not have kept quiet about it.
Although they were quiet now as they watched us. I was trying to gather myself as I rode the roller coaster downhill, while Eric was much more determined in making the roller coaster go way back up. He had a hand between my thighs just teasing now, the other hand nipping each nipple to attention. His fangs were down as he dropped cool kisses down my throat.

My arm clutched around his shoulders was my attempt at staying upright but Eric's body against mine was probably the main reason I was still on my feet.
The male of the couple spoke first “We thought you had retired for the night, Northman. We didn't realise you were starting another party.” I think I interrupted him with a high gasp as Eric's fingers slid inside me again. Harder this time, rougher, faster. I was heading out of control so quickly. Eric replied with a smirk “We got a little impatient...” As if to prove this point I reached for him through his jeans, he was so wonderfully hard. I stroked gently, squeezed harder, stroked and squeezed and wondered just how far we were going to go out here. I wanted him.

“Could you not get your key to work?” The same vamp laughed roughly.
“I've always had the right key to this one.” Eric grinned as he bit down on my breast and I was totally overwhelmed. I clutched at his shoulder, arching my body towards him in a desperate attempt to keep him close to me. He took a smaller nip out of my other breast as aftershocks ran through me.

“Good girl” he whispered to me as I tried to steady my breathing. I'd dedicated everything I was to pleasing Eric Northman. The endearment he'd used so often when we were first together was bliss to my ears but I had to try and gather myself and remember where we were!
I registered that there were more than just the original three Vampires being entertained by our impromptu show. There were more further back in the corridor, probably a couple of humans too. It was the female that voiced the question I didn't want to hear. “Are you willing to share your little Pet?”
I was convinced Eric would say “No” but then I realised this would be a perfect way to show just how much I would obey him. Would he share me?
“I do not share!” Eric's forceful reply gave me very little time to worry about his reply. He growled back at the couple who's fangs popped straight back up as there request was bluntly denied. Rasul had stepped away from them, just in case they were dumb enough to push this subject with the Viking he was keeping his distance.
Eric turned his attentions back to me. Surely we'd done enough, surely he'd let us go into our room? He raised his wet fingers to my lips and instructed “Taste!” Hissing out both the t's and keeping his eyes on mine. As I licked with the tip of my tongue he pulled his fingers away a little making me reach higher and making my tongue slip out further to taste his fingers and my juices. Holding my head so high made my throat totally exposed. I could hear the crowd stir.

The couple had got the message and seemed eager to get back into the Sheriffs good graces “She's incredibly well trained, Northman.”
“Yes” he agreed “My special little pet” he crooned to me as I wound my arm around his waist stroking his back under his shirt.
“Could you train one for us Northman?” The female was all flattering, fangy smiles now.
Eric laughed “If I ever need a job that could be quite a fulfilling occupation.” He hugged me to him nuzzling into my neck. “You must excuse us,” he nodded back to the watching vamps. “This flooring looks a little rough and I wish for my pet to be on her knees. It would be such a shame for her to have bruises for the big night tomorrow.” I tried not sigh with relief at the thought of getting out of this corridor.
Eric stepped away from me as he opened the door, anyone who hadn't seen enough of me certainly had an eye-full now. My Viking was soon back to collect me, lifting me towards him and walking me through the doorway and I was finally safe inside.

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You Lost by Roux Roux

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"Dance," Eric said as he sat back in his throne, waiting for his performance.

"Do I really have to do this?" whined Sookie, covering her naked breasts with her arms.

The blonde telepath stood on the dance podium at an empty Fangtasia. She was almost completely naked except for a pair of white lacy French knickers and 4" white high heels. To say she was embarrassed right now was an understatement.

"Yes, you do," answered Eric.

"This isn't fair!"

"What is not fair is you insisting on covering those luscious breasts of yours," Eric purred as he eyed Sookie hungrily.

"Don't be nasty!"

"I am not." Eric blinked in genuine surprise. "I do not know why you feel the need to cover yourself as such -"

"Because I'm embarrassed, you jerk!"

"You have nothing to be ashamed of," replied a deadpan Eric. "Now dance!"

"Eric, I really don't want to do this."

"You owe me a night of passion, Sookie Stackhouse. Including a pole/lap dance after which I will be taking you down into the basement to ravish you senseless-"

"Yeah, and I gotta wear this skanky outfit as well! Not to mention the fact you want me chained up while fucking me!" Sookie spat, interrupting Eric.

"A bit of bondage never hurt anyone, and you agreed to the terms," Eric replied calmly as he bridged his fingers and cocked an eyebrow.

"This isn't the Medieval Age, Eric. I don't have to honour something I promised to do when I was drunk!" Sookie protested.

"Do not make excuses," Eric scoffed. "You may have been a little inebriated, but you had full use of your faculties."

"I would never have agreed if I realised I stood no chance in hell of winning."

Eric pouted. "Now, Sookie, I never made you for a poor loser."

"And I never had you down as someone who takes advantage of women… oh wait a minute… I did!" Sookie retorted.

Eric was silent.

"I'm not doing this! It's sexual harassment!"

"Sookie, are you a woman who does not pay her debts?" Eric challenged. "I would have paid my forfeit should you have won."

Sookie's mouth opened and closed like a fish as she tried to come up with a counter argument. When she could come up with nothing sufficient, she started to squirm uncomfortably, torn within herself. She eventually ended up whimpering as she bounced up and down on her toes in an agitated manner. Eric smirked at Sookie's actions, thinking the small blonde was absolutely adorable.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Sookie said to herself before looking at Eric. "Can I have a drink first...please?"

Eric's head tilted in confusion. "You need alcohol to be in my company?"

"Eric, I'm about to dance erotically for you and then have sex with you… I'm as nervous as a cat about to take a bath," Sookie explained.

Eric huffed before getting up from his throne. Grumbling under his breath, he went to the bar to fix Sookie a stiff drink and then handed it to the nervous blonde he had coveted for so long. Taking the drink carefully and keeping one arm around her bare chest, Sookie downed the drink in one gulp.

"Can I have another?" Sookie asked.

"No."

"Why?"

Eric took the empty glass from Sookie's hand. "Because I want to enjoy this; you being utterly intoxicated will make me unable to do so."

Sookie looked sulky as she returned to wrapping both arms around her naked upper body. She really wasn't comfortable with the situation, and felt like kicking herself into the next continent for being so stupid as to get herself into such a situation. Eric set the empty glass down on a nearby table and came to stand in front of Sookie. He reached out and pulled Sookie's arms open, she resisted at first, but against a persistent Eric it really was futile.

Sookie eventually snapped her arms to the side with clenched fists and stared defiantly at the old vampire. Eric didn't acknowledge the stare she was giving him as he eyed her full and perky breasts. Why she thought she had to hide them he would never understand. Slowly, his eyes travelled upwards to notice Sookie physically shaking. He sensed her reaction wasn't so much due to anger as he noted tears of shame in her eyes.

Eric reached out and caught a tear that rolled down her cheek. "You have the most beautiful breasts I have ever seen." His eyes softened as he roamed her body longingly. "I have wanted you for so long," he started in a gentle whisper. "But I do not wish to make you uncomfortable. If you truly do not want to do this, we can come to some other arrangement to pay your forfeit."

Sookie chewed the inside of her cheek as she came to a decision. "Let's just get on with this, shall we? You'll only make me do something worse," she said with a heavy sigh.

Eric walked back to his throne and took his seat. He picked up a remote control from the side table, and pointed the contraption behind him. He pressed a button and the empty club was filled with music.

"Dance," Eric said, repeating his earlier command as he set down the remote.

Sookie released a shaky breath before taking hold of the pole behind her. "You do know this is gonna be a shitty pole dance?"

"Nothing you do is shitty," Eric said.

"I don't know what the hell to do with one of these things," Sookie continued , shaking her head.

"I am sure you will think of something," Eric growled as he was starting to get frustrated.

Sookie looked back at the pole, glancing at her warped reflection in the shiny surface. She picked up on the rhythm of the song, slowly swaying her hips.

"I'd also like to point out, I won't be spinning round this damn thing or climbing up it!" Sookie continued as she carried on dancing.

Eric paid no heed to her words as he watched her hungrily.

Sookie's hips swayed in a more intricate and complicated pattern as she slowly walked round the pole. Shit… just what am I supposed to do? Sookie wondered. Her ideas either seemed silly, or she was unable to physically do. However, Eric didn't seem bothered by her lack of experience as he watched her intently. Sookie caught glimpses of Eric as she moved round the pole, and tried not to make eye contact with him. It was bad enough already having to do such a demeaning task, she didn't need to see his smug face while she did it.

However, as she danced and saw Eric watching her, she noticed he was anything but smug. He was absolutely mesmerised by her. Sookie was completely surprised that she had such an affect on him, and as she watched him pant hungrily for her, she couldn't help but feel her confidence grow, feeling a little sexier than she did before. He looks like he's gonna explode right there… Sookie couldn't help but giggle.

Maybe I should up the ante Sookie thought as she gave the vampire sheriff a coy smile, which he returned with his trademark smirk. There he is… the arrogant Eric I'm used to. Just as long as it's only a little bit of arrogance.

Seeing Eric's desire for her made Sookie's confidence mount. Her dance became more sexually charged. She stood with her legs partly open and the chrome pole between them. She leaned back rocking her hips back and forth as she simulated copulating with the pole. Sookie then hooked a leg round the pole as she leaned back even further, arching her body and biting her lip seductively.

Eric shifted in his seat. His jeans were becoming uncomfortably tight as he became very jealous of the inanimate object. I thought she said she did not know what she was doing. If she carries on like this, I am going to regret wearing black jeans, Eric thought as he started to caress the arms of his throne.

Sookie came to stand in front of the pole so she was now facing Eric. She reached up with both arms and grasped the pole above her head. Parting her knees, she slowly squatted down, biting her bottom lip and fluttering her eyelashes. Eric's grip tightened on his arm rests as a strangled growl came forth, he currently hated the scanty piece of material that covered her sex from his view.

Sookie then moved one of her arms from the pole to scrunch her blonde locks while she slowly rose from her position, grinding her butt against the cold metal of the pole. A playful giggle escaped her mouth as she sauntered around the pole with her hips rocking from side to side.

Eric's eyes flicked up and down, not knowing where he should settle them, wishing he had more than one set of eyes and better vision to take in the details of Sookie Stackhouse. His grip was tightening so much on the armrests of his throne, the wood was starting to splinter and buckle in his grasp. Saucy little minx! Eric thought as he started to pant.

Sookie writhed her body seductively, flicking her hips and tossing her hair as she worked with the rhythm of the song. She hooked her leg onto the poll yet again and leaned back, eyeing Eric hungrily and smiling shyly. When she pulled herself up, she gave a little spin around the poll, surprised at how successfully she pulled the move off. I wonder… she thought as she started to work her way around the small podium and gauging her moves around metal object. Judging her motions around the poll and building up her confidence as she became more familiar with it, she hooked her legs around the vertical bar and spun seductively.

"Sookie," growled Eric as he summoned her. The sweet little telepath's last move virtually had him on the throes of orgasm.

Sookie hopped down from her podium excitedly, she was pleased with her successful spin around the poll. She eagerly approached the worked up vampire with a hip swaying walk.

Eric eyed her lustfully, noticing how her perfect breasts bounced with her movements. He also noticed how tight and flushed her erect nipples wore, and he longed to tease them.

 

Sookie climbed on top of the waiting vampire, squeezing into the throne as she straddled him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rocked her hips to the beat of the music, grinding her lace-covered core against his straining erection still trapped within his jeans.

"AHH…" Sookie cried when she felt Eric's cold hands cup her breasts and tweak her sensitive nipples.

"You like that?" Eric panted heavily as he tugged at Sookie's nipples even harder.

"Mmmmm…" groaned Sookie as she pushed her breasts into the vampire's skilled hands. "Did you see me spin round the pole?" she asked, panting while continuing to grind against the vampire.

"Yes…" Eric gasped as he watched Sookie's tanned skin flush with arousal.

"I can't believe I pulled it off…ahh," Sookie cried as she grabbed her hair.

Eric leaned forward to place open-mouthed kisses on her collar bone. "You were superb," he replied in a strained whisper.

Sookie giggled. She leaned back seductively, arching all the way and relying on Eric to support her. The vampire's eyes widened at the erotic sight as he panted heavily. With his free hand, he reached out and stroked her abdomen with feather light caresses, making Sookie sigh blissfully. Unable to take it anymore, Eric pulled her back up and held her in an embrace.

The vampire kissed a trail of wet kiss up Sookie's neck, claiming her mouth and dragging his blunt nails along her spine, making her shudder with delight. Heat radiated from her body, growing in intensity as she became more aroused; it was a delightful sensation against his cold flesh. It left him anticipating what she would feel like around his hard cock.

Sookie accepted Eric's kiss, allowing him to dominate and ravish her mouth with his cold, wet tongue. She caressed and sucked the skilled organ with her own, until she had to pull away for air. Eric tried to retake her mouth but Sookie held him at bay.

"I need to breathe!"

Eric growled like a disappointed puppy when his fangs popped out. Sookie became mesmerised by the deadly instruments. Her hand cupped his cheek as her thumb run along the sharp fang.

Eric eyed her hungrily, allowing her to touch his fangs and for a brief second showing her some vulnerability. After all, she had been vulnerable in her own nudity to begin with.

Sookie smiled coyly, slowly pulling away from Eric and climbing off him. The blond vampire whimpered in protest at the lack of stimulation, mentally cursing his jelly-like arms for not holding her in place. Sookie turned her back on the vampire, holding her hair up and exposing her back as her hips swayed. She looked over her shoulder at the bemused vampire with a sultry smile and made to saunter away from him.

"Oh no you do not," Eric snarled as he rushed forward and grabbed the retreating Sookie. She giggled as Eric pulled her back into his lap, retaking his seat.

Sookie was mewling like a cat in heat. Grinding her butt hard against Eric's denim clad erection, she parted her legs so that one of them was hanging over the arm of the chair. Eric's lips had latched onto the nape of her neck, while his arms wrapped around her, one hand tweaked her sensitive nipples and the other stroked her sex firmly through the delicate fabric of her underwear.

Eric's cold wet tongue was swirling on the sensitive skin of her neck, preparing to bite. He was hungry for the woman in his arms, more so then he would care to admit. Scraping his fangs on her flesh, he withdrew slightly, preparing to penetrate her with his sharp teeth.

"Are you sure you want to do that?" Sookie asked in a heady whisper.

Eric paused as he looked longingly at her neck.

"You only get one bite…remember?" Sookie continued, reminding him of another stipulation to their arrangement. "If you use it now, you can't bite me later," she groaned, continuing to work him into a frenzy.

Eric backed off from biting Sookie, releasing a dissatisfied growl. If I bite her now I can not bite her when we both reach climax during copulation…trust her to remember that!

Sookie giggled. She shifted her position slightly, turning her head to meet Eric's lips in a heated kiss. She reached up with a hand and cupped the back of Eric's head, running her fingers through his hair. They both groaned heavily through the kiss as they stimulated one another, enjoying the feel of what each other did.

Suddenly, Sookie broke the kiss. With her eyes closed tightly, she reached behind her and grasped Eric's shoulder firmly while her hips bucked uncontrollably against Eric's hand. Shuddering screams of pleasure erupted from Sookie's mouth as she experienced her first orgasm. Once it was over, Sookie slumped back against Eric, her muscles feeling like liquid as she hummed contentedly to herself. Eric removed his hand from her sex to stare at it in wonder, watching an abundance of clear juices trickle down his fingers. He then looked over Sookie's shoulder, and saw that her arousal was staining his jeans.

Unable to control himself, Eric moved from the seat and threw Sookie over his shoulder, quickly making his way to the basement. Sookie was laughing excitedly.

Once in the basement, he set Sookie down on her feet. The blonde telepath reached out to Eric, holding onto him until she was steady. Confident she wasn't going to fall over, Eric stepped away. He quickly removed his shoes and socks and then pulled off the black wife-beater he was wearing.

"Oh…" Sookie gasped.

Eric looked up and found Sookie staring at him in a daze. She stumbled forward and reached out with inquisitive hands to touch his bare torso. Her fingers were gentle as they traced the muscles of his abdomen and chest.

Eric stood there, allowing Sookie to touch him. "Like what you see?"

"Hmm…" Sookie replied as she looked up at him from her trance-like state.

Slowly, Eric stepped back. He trailed his hands down his stomach and hips before coming to take hold of his belt. He was fascinated with the way Sookie watched him. Her pupils dilated and she subconsciously licked her lips.

In agonisingly slow movements, he unfastened his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. The sound echoed in the cold room. Though Sookie was far from cold in the dank room, as her blood burned with desires. Waiting for Eric to reveal himself, her chest rose and fell with a heavy pant. Slowly, Eric started to push his jeans down, holding Sookie's eye contact as he smirked. Once the jeans were low enough, he let them fall to the floor and stood proudly with his hands on his hips, displaying is manhood.

Sookie's eyes widened even further as she took in the shear size of the swollen and slick organ, already lubricated with his pre-cum. "Jesus Christ! That won't fit!"

Eric laughed heartily. He stepped out of the jeans that had pooled on the floor and kicked them behind him. With long strides, Eric walked forward.

Sookie tentatively backed up, holding her hands up defensively. "Eric…I'm serious here…"

Eric continued with his advancement. "I can assure you, Sookie, you will take all of me."

"Eric, are you aware of how big you are?"

The tall vampire smirked knowingly, before dropping to his knees and taking hold of Sookie's hips to keep her from retreating. He leaned in and started to kiss her lower abdomen, just shy of the hem of her lacy underwear. Sookie sighed as her eyes fluttered closed, reaching down to stroke his hair. With one hand, Eric started to stroke her inner thigh, taking note of her sexual juices that had run there and how delicious they smelled. Getting fed up with the item of clothing being there and obstructing him, Eric grabbed the waistband and ripped the knickers from her body.

"ERIC!"

The old vampire looked up and found Sookie staring down at him in an annoyed fashion with her hands on her hips. "What?" Eric said innocently. "You did not pay for them."

"That's not the point," Sookie huffed as she folded her arms under her chest.

Eric started to kiss her hips and stomach. "I will make up for it."

"Can I take these shoes off now?"

"No, I like you in them," he answered between wet open mouth kisses.

"But my feet are killing me."

"You will not be on your feet for much longer," he said with a grin.

"That's nasty!" Sookie said, though her voice didn't hold that much disgust.

Eric stood up and scooped Sookie up into his arms. "Thoroughly," he replied with a crinkle of his nose as her carried Sookie to the chains that suspended from the basement ceiling.

Eric set her down on her feet and took each of her wrists, binding them in the leather lined and padded handcuffs dangling from the ceiling. Sookie noticed there were soft leather straps on the chain, supplying her with something comfortable to hold onto should she need it. She had a sense that she would.

Once again, Eric dropped to his knees before her. He took hold of her legs and placed them over his shoulders, so that her aching sex was before his mouth. "Hmm…blonde all the way down…like me," commented Eric as he eyed her glistening curls.

Eric took hold of her hips and started to kiss her inner thigh, slowly making his way up to ravish her sex with his mouth. Sookie cried out when she felt him orally pleasure her, throwing her head back and groaning deeply. He lapped at her flowing juices greedily, stroking her clit with his tongue and circling her entrance.

Sookie squirmed delightfully at the sensation, moaning Eric's name appreciatively. The pleasure burned and tingled through her, making her curl her toes in anticipation. The blonde telepath was happy to let Eric do his thing as she basked in the rapture of the pleasure he brought her. As the sensation mounted, she quickly let go of any reservations she had about fulfilling her debt to Eric, wondering why she never done this before with him. The stories of his skill as a lover were not over exaggerated, in fact, they were under exaggerated.

Sookie's grip on the leather straps tightened, making the fabric creak in her hold. She could feel her entire body heat up as she flushed with arousal and her skin became covered with a thin sheen of sweat. All the while, the vampire worked her quivering and twitching sex, causing sparks of sharp pleasure to cut through her.

It wasn't long before there were knots in her stomach as she hovered on the edge of orgasm. Slowly her knotting muscles tightened as she started to shudder, making her feel like a bomb, ready for explosion. Sookie found herself subconsciously holding her breath as she prayed for orgasm No.2.

"OH GOD! YES!" Sookie screamed at the top of her lungs as she succumbed to a violent orgasm.

Eric had to hold her hips firmly to keep her from flailing too wildly. Her euphoric cries were music to his ears as he felt rather pleased with his second achievement. There was no doubt in his mind she was enjoying herself, if the heels digging into his back were anything to go by. He kissed her sex passionately as he worked her through the orgasm until she was suffering from mild aftershocks. At that point, he moved her legs off his shoulders and set them down.

Sookie's shaking legs were barely able to support her, and she only maintained standing because of the chains from the ceiling holding her up. Eric stood up and admired the panting form of Sookie. Her head rested on a suspended arm, with her eyes closed and a subtle smile playing on her lips. I assure you, sweet Sookie, you will have plenty more orgasms to smile about.

Eric took a step closer, placing his cold hands on her heated flesh. Sookie gasped at the sensation, her eyes snapping open to meet Eric's own blue eyes. She writhed her body against the hands that stroked her sides and cupped her breasts.

"You have no idea how much I have wanted this," Eric spoke in a quiet voice.

"Well come and get it then," Sookie replied, biting her bottom lip and hitching a leg around his waist, inviting him to take what he wanted.

Eric cocked a blond brow. "I thought you said I was too big?"

Sookie tossed her head back and stared at the ceiling in an exasperated manner. "I'm throwing caution to the wind, just fuck me already."

Eric chuckled. "Why you dirty…"

"Yeah… I am dirty right now," Sookie spoke as she felt Eric take hold of the undersides of her thighs and pull her soaking, wet core to him.

Eric teased her with the tip of him, nudging and grinding it against her throbbing entrance. "You are aware once I start, I will not be able to stop?"

"Mmm hmm," nodded Sookie. She was biting her bottom lip and looking at him with wanton and pleading eyes.

Carefully, Eric pushed his way inside her, slowly penetrating her. Inch, by glorious agonising inch, Eric impaled Sookie with his manhood. However, even though Sookie had begged Eric for this, she was beginning to regret it as the thought that he actually might be too big dawned on her. She could feel him filling her and stretching her uncomfortably making her grateful for the plenty of lubrication she had, but the task was still painful as she ended up whimpering.

"Relax," Eric spoke in a soothing voice.

Sookie nodded vigorously in her reply as she panted erratically against the pain and closed her eyes tight to keep tears from spilling.

Even though Sookie was in pain, Eric revelled in the feel of her about him. She was wet, warm, and unbelievably tight. He could feel every delightful detail of her inner walls as they clenched him tightly, engulfing his length in a suffocating embrace. It took virtually all of his control to keep from plundering into her and pounding her like a mad man, though in all honesty, she wasn't relaxed enough for him to fuck her like that yet.

Once Eric was buried inside Sookie to the hilt, he waited patiently, allowing her to adjust to his size. He took the moment to bask in the glory that Sookie Stackhouse was impaled on his dick and he was about to have wild and passionate sex with her.

"Is it all in?" Sookie asked with a gulp while panting heavily.

Eric smirked. "Yes."

"Oh my," Sookie replied trembling, her voice full of pain. "I don't think I can do this."

Eric hushed Sookie. "Yes you can. You will soon forget all about the pain when it starts to feel good -"

"If it starts to feel good," Sookie pointed out as she interrupted Eric.

"When it starts to feel good," corrected Eric as he partially withdrew from Sookie's warmth and started to gently thrust.

Sookie cried out in pain, only to have Eric instantly hush her with soothing tones and encourage her to relax while gently and slowly thrusting within her. He maintained his unsatisfactory pace, letting Sookie adjust. When he felt her relax, he gradually increased his speed, drawing more and more out of her, only to thrust back into the quivering barmaid more deeply.

Sookie took deep breaths at Eric's initial and gentle movements, trying her best to relax. The pain flared through her at first, but was greatly eased by how wet she was. She was glad that Eric kept things slow at first, letting her get use to his size, and gradually enjoy the rhythm. Carefully he started to take her deeper and deeper, hitting a sweet spot inside of her that demanded to be stimulated.

"More," Sookie groaned when she felt she could physically handle Eric.

A triumphant and hungry growl erupted from Eric, as he took a firmer hold of Sookie, thrusting into her deeper and faster as he pulled her back against him, matching his rhythm. Eric needed little encouragement to ravish Sookie, as he had been wanting to do so for a long time.

With Eric's increased movements, Sookie felt a sting of pain, but she no longer cared, in fact, it even felt nice. Sookie's groans were deep and lustful as she enjoyed the feel of what Eric was doing to her. It wasn't long before Sookie was screaming Eric's name in orgasm.

Still, Eric fucked her, not stopping as Sookie tumbled through her third orgasm. Nor did he stop when she became over-sensitive and numb, knowing full well the sensation would pass for her and she would be back on the road of pleasure. It was only moment before Sookie was groaning wantonly, begging for Eric to give her more. The vampire wasn't ready to have her at full throttle just yet, he was enjoying the view of her as she was right now.

Sex with Eric was in no way pain free, there was a sharp stinging sensation that Sookie felt through the pleasure. However, Sookie didn't care, she found that liked it, she liked it a lot. Oh God! It hurts so good… Sookie thought as she felt bombarded with her fourth orgasm.

The fourth orgasm only stroked Eric's ego further, and No. 5 came only seconds later. Sookie found herself in shock as gasping screams fell from her mouth. How the fuck did that happen? Sookie wondered as she found herself unable to verbally speak the question.

Eric enjoyed the feel of her contracting walls around his hard member when Sookie orgasmed. He found the feeling quite exquisite, coupled with how wonderfully tight, wet and warm she was he began to fear if he would suffer with premature ejaculation. That was something that would not sit well with him or his reputation, especially as he intended to ravish her until sunrise.

"ERIC...ERIC, OH, ERIC!" Sookie screamed as she had her sixth orgasm.

The vampire grinned triumphantly, loving the sound of his name on her lips when she was in the throes of pleasure. He also loved the way her eyes shined when she was climaxing, and how her breath would hitch just before she peaked. He also felt quite proud with the juices he was causing to spill forth from her. Clear liquid seeped out of her to saturate her butt cheeks and coat Eric's thighs, while dripping down to start collecting on the floor in a small puddle. This was certainly turning in to a wet and sloppy affair, not that either one of them was bothered right now.

Eric was taking her harder and faster now, at a speed that would probably leave her bruised and delicate the next day, but the vampire was unable to control himself. He watched her bouncing breasts, mesmerised at how they jiggled to the rhythm he bucked his hips. He also wanted to hear her call his name more, which he was rewarded with when she reached her seventh orgasm.

On her eighth orgasm, Sookie threw her head back and screamed out, staring at the concrete ceiling, thanking the heavens that no one was able to hear her. Sookie was pretty sure she was being taken at a vampire speed now, if the blurring of her surroundings was anything to go by. In fact, she found looking at her surroundings nauseating and decided to concentrate on Eric. At least he wasn't all blurred.

Watching Eric, she found herself in awe to know that someone like him wanted her so. She was just a small town girl, while Eric was a handsome and powerful vampire, and yet here he was, devoting an entire night to her pleasure. Though it's not like he's not getting anything out of it, Sookie mentally scoffed. However, his look of concentration and animalistic desire he had for her seemed to take Sookie's breath away, which didn't help when orgasm number nine reared its head.

"Oh God, I don't want you to ever stop fucking me," Sookie groaned when she was able to speak.

"If only that were possible," Eric replied through heady grunts.

Eric never once relented in his ravishing of Sookie Stackhouse as he ploughed into her incessantly, driving her to the brink on insanity with pleasure. He, himself, never wanted the feeling of being inside Sookie to end; never did he want to stop hearing her cries of bliss; never did he want this moment to end.

More and more climaxes did Sookie experience, to the point where she lost count and that they were coming so fast at her there was only seconds between them now.

Fuck! How does he keep me coming like this? Sookie mentally questioned. I never experienced this with Bill, Sookie thought as she started to compare Bill and Eric. Yet her thoughts soon switched to something else when it dawned on her that things were far from over. How long have we been at this now? Surely he can't go on for much longer...I know I can't.

Her stomach muscles were so tightly clenched from her constantly repeated orgasms that she was starting to get cramps. She also found she was sweating so much that her wrists were starting to rub on the leather-lined cuffs, and if it continued, she was going to have sores. Also, her hands ached and felt stiff from continuously gripping the straps as tight as she could. There was also the fact that her throat had become raw with all the crying out and screaming she was doing. Not only that, there was also no doubt in her mind that she was going to have difficulty walking at the end of this. As much fun as it was, this was definitely a wild ride that was going to leave her with more than bumps and bruises, and perhaps now might be a good time to stop – if Eric was willing.

Even though Sookie had felt she had reached the point where she could physically go on no more, Eric was far from that idea. He was aware that they had been having sex for hours, and the sun had risen about two hours ago, but he found he was just unable to stop and this had to be the longest he had ever had intercourse for. Yet if he could, he would probably try to keep his performance up throughout the whole day.

His eyes travelled down Sookie's body, taking in every detail. He loved the way she was whimpering and panting in ragged breaths; he wondered what it must feel like to have her erect nipples so taut; he marvelled at how luscious her full breasts bounced; he was in awe of how her sweat sheen skin glistened, reminding him of some of the most beautiful gemstone. Yet, the thing that held his attention most was their intimate joining.

Eric's eyes fixated on his manhood moving in and out of Sookie. He adored the way her actual sex clenched onto him, drawing him in deeply. He also loved the way the swollen pink flesh quivered in spasms, twitching and convulsing uncontrollably. Yet what really intoxicated him was when he saw blood. He had been thrusting in Sookie for so long, and so hard that he had inevitably torn her. Thankfully not that badly, but still enough to show a little blood.

The subtle sight and scent of the crimson liquid was enough to send him over the edge. He wanted to taste that sweet blood so, and mark Sookie with his seed.

He was unable to stop himself as he growled hungrily. He shifted their position slightly, pulling Sookie closer to him as he held her in an embrace. He placed one arm around her back, while the other helped wrap her legs round his waist. He leaned in to place his forehead against hers, nuzzling her affectionately as he growled seductively.

Sookie looked up into his eyes like a lost deer. She was on pleasure and sensory overload and couldn't stop her emotions as tears started to roll down her cheeks. Eric kissed and licked them away, before settling on her mouth to steel tender and chaste kisses. Sookie whimpered longingly as she returned Eric's affection.

Please let him come in me, Sookie mentally begged. Not because she wanted things over with – even though physically her body did – but because she wanted to feel the sensation. She wanted Eric to spill his seed in her, wanted him to be even deeper in her, marking her in some way.

"Eric...please...please come in me," Sookie begged between kisses. Yet even though the words in the sentence may have been dirty, her tone of voice was anything but.

That was the final straw to undo Eric. He held Sookie to himself tightly, basking in her warmth against his cold skin. He felt the tremor of climax tear through him as his balls coiled and tightened in anticipation of release. Bucking wildly and haphazardly, deep guttural moans and whimpers escaped him. Unable to hold off any longer, Eric sunk his fangs into her neck, drawing her blood with a satisfied groan. He had never tasted anything more wonderfully delicious as he did just now, knowing full well he would savour the taste for ever.

Sookie hugged Eric as tightly as she could with her legs, as she was unable to embrace him with her arms. Emotionally wrought whimpers spilled from her lips as she had never experienced anything like this before, and she doubted she would ever be able to forget it.

Suddenly, Eric ripped his fangs from Sookie's neck, causing her to scream in alarm. "SOOKIE!" he roared, shooting his seed into her.

"OH...ERIC!" cried a jubilant Sookie as she felt him fill her completely.

With their passion now over, Eric held Sookie to him while she dangled limply from the ceiling. Neither one were able to talk or move, the only sound was their shuddering pants that filled the room while they shook with several aftershocks.

Being the first to be able to move, Eric released Sookie's wrist from the chains. She flopped forward and allowed Eric to support her. Pulling her arms around his neck, Eric took hold of her limp body and staggered to a makeshift double bed he had in the basement. Toppling forward, they collapsed on the bed with Eric landing above Sookie, causing her to cough out as the air was partially knocked from her lungs.

"Sorry," Eric mumbled as he shifted himself so he was not crushing Sookie.

The blonde telepath nodded as she accepted his apology.

Eric gently tilted her head and licked her bite wound closed, before settling on his side beside the exhausted Sookie. He reached behind him for a blanket to wrap one another in.

After 10 or 15 minutes, Sookie spoke. "Can I take the shoes off now?" she croaked.

Eric laughed. "Of course, lover."

Sookie was oblivious to the pet name Eric gave her as she slipped the high heeled shoes off. The small action seemed to require great effort on her part as her muscles were very tired, but once they were off, Sookie felt instant relief. Wiggling her toes, she hummed.

"Better?" Eric enquired.

"Much," Sookie whispered with a nod.

Eric started to caress Sookie's sides. "You were fantastic, my lover."

Sookie turned her head to look at Eric and smiled. "Why thank you. You weren't so bad yourself."

"Yeah?" pressed Eric with a smug smile.

"Okay, I admit it, you blew my brains out," Sookie said while rolling her eyes.

Eric chuckled.

"No seriously," Sookie continued as she dropped the playful attitude. "I don't know how anything could possibly top that."

Sookie noticed blood trickling from Eric's ear and down his cheek. She snuggled closer to him and proceeded to lick the blood away, making Eric shudder and gasp. Once done with her task, Sookie tugged his ear lobe with her teeth before settling back down on the shared bed.

"You're bleeding," Sookie commented in a concerned voice.

"It will pass when I rest for the day," Eric said with a shrug.

Sookie squirmed slightly until she was comfortable and sighed in a satisfied fashion.

"I must admit Miss Stackhouse," Eric started as he regained Sookie's attention. "Of all the lovers I have had, none have been better then you, my lover."

Sookie's lips started to twitch into a smile.

"What, my lover?" asked Eric.

"I seriously need to lose at poker to you more often," giggled the blonde telepath before settling her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes.

Eric chuckled at her remark. The vampire was about to speak further when he noticed the slow rhythm of her heartbeat and steady breathing.

"Sookie?" Eric spoke gently as he waited for a response.

Sookie made no sound or movement, and the vampire came to the realisation she had fallen asleep, which was to be expected as she was no doubt exhausted.

Eric gave her a silent smile before he too settled down to sleep, reminding himself to destroy the tampered poker cards before Sookie found out he'd cheated.

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True Desires by SharaMoon

I would like to thank SharaMoon for letting me borrow from her story “True Desires”

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"You will like this." He told me and I absolutely believed it. I was going to enjoy this very, very much.

He kissed my lips a few more times before moving his lips down my chin, to my neck, to my collar bone. He then switched to his tongue as he glided it down, licking both of my breasts individually before he moved on.He came to my belly button and his tongue did a circle around it before he placed a kiss right on top.

I squirmed, he was getting close to the place I wanted it the most right now.

Eric looked up at me as he glided off the bed and I tried to grip hold. I didn't want him to leave me. He smiled and walked to the end of the bed, right below me and then lifted himself onto it and started making his way to me. My legs were squeezing tightly together and I didn't even know I was doing it. Eric's cool hands grabbed my knees and he gently guided them apart to make room for himself. He leaned down carefully, adjusting to the way he wanted to lay before grabbing my right thigh. He placed kisses going upward and he was inching himself to be right there at my center. My toes curled on their own accord. Just another few inches and he would be there but then he dropped my leg and I pouted. I literally whined and he laughed. Eric finally looked up at me as I was trying to catch his eye to tell him I couldn't play this game anymore. I was going to go insane.

"You smell amazing, Sookie." I felt his hand move up my thigh and gently graze over the part where I wanted his hands to be, his fingers inside. I groaned hard. "You are so wet." He touched again, this time a longer swipe of his hands. I arched my back, my eyes closing and my head hitting the pillow. "I wonder what you taste like." He told me and my head snapped back on that one. I have never heard that one before. My eyes were wide as he gently put his fingers-that had my fluid dripping from them- into his mouth. I watched his eyes close as he sucked on his own fingers, as if to take in all of its affects. After a few seconds of watching him suck away my fluids, he brought his fingers out of his mouth and licked them, once, twice, and a third time before looking at me. "You taste even better than I imagined."

I whimpered and felt my legs tremble. I wasn't the only one who noticed it, Eric did as well.

"Eric." I whispered roughly.

Eric lowered himself again without saying another word but he did smile at me. In a way that made my heart leap, we didn't need words. His fingers made contact and I my eyes rolled back. His fingers glided up and down my folds before he began to rub my nub. My toes curled and I moaned out.

"Look at me." Eric commanded and I looked down. "I want you to watch what I do to you."

Those words could have taken me over the edge but I refrained. I did as he asked and watched his every move. His thumb still was rubbing my most sensitive part but I felt his other hand move up and play with my womanhood. Eric looked up at me to make sure I was looking and of course I was. I wouldn't have missed the first contact for the world.

I watched his index finger on his other hand slipped into me. Eric had big hands and long fingers and I felt everything. It was amazing. I cried out in excitement. He slipped another digit into me, pumping into me in a slow motion. I watched as he put more pressure on my nub, circling harder. I moaned again. "Oh my god." I said that a few times. I’m sure I did. I was already increasingly wet but the more times he pushed in, I felt that much more dampness between my legs. Eric added another digit and then another until I felt full. He pumped harder now as I felt my walls begin to contract.

"Eric, faster please." I begged. He complied but only fractionally. He speeded up but it was nowhere near to what I wanted. I groaned incoherent words.

Just then, I felt his thumb leave my nub only to be replaced by his tongue. It flicked my clit hard, repeatedly and never stopped. I cried out and gripped the bed sheets in my fists. I was almost there, I could feel it building. I was on the edge about ready to be pushed over when I felt his teeth replace his tongue as he bit lightly.

It wasn't anything to draw blood but it did make me explode. I screamed his name over and over as wave after wave of orgasm escaped me. His fingers were still pumping inside of me as the waves crashed down around me. After what seemed like forever it was over and I was left a drift. Trembling more than I have ever trembled before. That was the hardest I had ever come and that was only Eric's fingers mind you.

Eric leaned up and kissed me unexpectedly, but welcome. I gripped onto him the best I could. Putting my thanks of such an amazing experience into the kiss as I could. How grateful I felt but I wasn't done. I wanted more; I wanted his member inside of me. I wanted to feel him come just as hard as I did. I didn't know if that was possible but it was good to imagine. I could taste my left over fluids from his tongue but that added to the hype.

"That was amazing." He told me softly and kissed my lips again.

I smiled at him. "Eric, please." I drifted my hand down his chest casually and he smiled.

"Please what?" He countered.

"Make love to me. I want to feel you." I gripped his shoulders and practically tried to throw him on top of me. Eric laughed again but he moved to position himself between my legs. I watched his own hand go between our bodies as he rubbed his member back and forth over my center. His eyes closed and he groaned loudly.  

"You're so warm, it's driving me insane. I want to fuck you, Sookie." He told me. "I want to make love with you, more than anything."

"Then what are you waiting for?" I panted.

"I need to make sure it's what you want. I won't be able to take it back once it's done. Please, Sookie. Tell me you want me." Eric's voice was pleading now, he was begging me.

I bit my lip hard. "I want you Eric, more than I wanted anything. I want you to make love to me; right here, right now. Please."

 

That's all it took. He pushed into me roughly and no matter how much I prepared for it he was still that big and he was very long. I gasped loudly and my eyes closed tightly. Eric didn't move. He held still which I was grateful for. That was painful and I couldn't make my body ease.

"Look at me, lover." He told me. "You have to relax your body or it will still hurt."

I opened my eyes to see his looking right down at mine. I calmed down as I looked into his eyes. I smiled and nodded for him to continue. Eric leaned down though. His stomach against mine but surprisingly there was hardly any weight. His hands that were on either side of my head now move under the small of my back and glided up and gripped my shoulders from behind. His fingers folded over the tops of my shoulders. Eric was holding me tightly, protecting me even as we are making love. I felt a tear run down my cheek before I could stop it and I felt Eric's lips close around the drop and suck it until it was no more. He didn't ask me why I cried, he just looked at me soberly. Calming me with his eyes.

It was only now did I realize that he hasn't moved not an inch since he first pushed himself deep within me. Eric has a lot of self-control for not remembering anything. I was proud of him. I had a moment to think and the first thing that popped into my mind was how whole I really did feel. No, not in that way, no pun intended but in such a way that I felt like my life did hold some meaning in it as Eric held me and we were connected in such a romantic way. This wasn't love, but it could be. From laying here entangled in his arms did I really know for sure that I could grow to love Eric Northman.

I smiled as Eric smiled and he leaned down and kiss my lips lightly as he began moving. It was slow, gentle and very sweet. This was the way you expect to make love and truthfully, I had never made love like this. Eric closed his eyes as he pushed deeper inside of me and he whispered something in his native language. His hair was everywhere and it reminded me of the times I dreamt about him. He leaned down and placed a wet kiss on my collarbone and I returned it by placing a kiss on his neck.

Eric glided in and out of me slowly, painfully slow but it was worth it. Every move was like a caress my body was getting. Eric pulled out the full way now and I made a gasping noise and tried to dig my heels into his legs to get him back. Eric looked down at my body for a moment and watched me panting. My chest heaving up and down and my body quivering for his touch. Finally with a vindictive smile he came back down on top of me and pushed back in. I had no idea what he pulled out for but as soon as I felt him hit a particular spot inside of me, I didn't ask him. I couldn't.

"You feel amazing, my lover." He whispered to me as his thrusts got a bit quicker but it wasn't fast enough. "I like feeling your center wrapped tightly around me. I never thought something could feel so good." I smiled. It's always nice to be complimented.

His arms came under me again and held my shoulders from the back but this time to get leverage. He went deeper than ever and I arched my back suddenly as I moaned deeply. My hands came flying around to his back and I gripped on as he started moving a bit faster. I moved with him this time, rotating my hips to meet his thrusts. We were both groaning and moving our hips in perfect synchronize as if we practiced it. I would love to practice it, if I could have this every day. I was getting close I could feel it once again. I was climbing to the top of the edge. I needed more.

"Eric…" I said loudly, my voice was weak. "Please, f-faster."

Eric moved his hands to my knees and pushed them further apart than they already were. Better access, I thought but I also found out that it made him go deeper and I cried out in pleasure. The speed increased and I dug deeper into his back. I was afraid I would have hurt him but as I looked into his eyes I saw that he liked it, he liked that so much it made his fangs drop. I wasn't scared though, it was normal to see a vampires fangs during sex and to be honest I wanted him to bite me.

That edge was coming quicker than I expected. Eric was getting closer too; I could feel his emotions. Of course it wasn't as quick as I was getting there; he had more stamina than me. Eric could do this much longer than I could.

I whimpered as he started bucking into me faster; but not as fast as I saw him having sex before. That was like ludicrous speed. I shuddered all over of thinking about that. It sounded so good. Quicker than I could even say, we were flipped and I was on top. It was a bit disorienting for a moment or two as I tried to adjust to seeing Eric below me rather than above me.

"You're turn." He said simply. His smile was coy as he took in this position.

I was still so close but not as close as I was. I was surprised and delighted that we would last a bit longer now, because I didn't want it to end. I bit my lip as I moved up and then back down. My head rolled back and I sighed happily. His hands found their way to my hips and they were moving back and forth, caressing the skin softly. Eric's eyes raked up and down my body as I moved on top of his member. His thumb found my nub again and toyed with it. Rubbing it fast then shifting it and going slow. It made me cry out. His hand fell away when I leaned over him, putting my hands on either side of his head. I leaned down and kissed him for all that I was worth.

When we resurfaced you could see his pleasure. It was lighting up his whole face. This gave a whole new experience than just with Eric on top. I felt like I was in control of the badass Sheriff of area five. Eric groaned again as I took all of his shaft inside of me and started to move back and forth with his member buried deep. I let out a shaky breath and moaned as it hit that spot again. Eric enjoyed that for quite some time, but I felt his hands become stronger on my body as he lifted me up with no effort. He wanted me to move. I smiled.

"I love watching you make love to me." Eric said and I looked to see what he meant. His eyes were intent on how our bodies were joined. How his member moved in and out of me. I felt myself dampen even more. I whimpered at his words. I moved faster as fast as my body could move. Eric seemed to enjoy that.

He leaned up, gripping around my back with one hand and pushing me closer to him until we were both in a seated position. I noticed his one arm was holding him a few inches off the bed. That alone showed me just how much strength Eric has. He could hold my weight and his own, with just one hand. God that makes me heat up even more.

He had me slightly lifted off his lap so he could take charge. His faces inches away from mine, he thrust once. Harder than he had this whole time, but it didn't hurt. It felt completely amazing and I screamed his name.

"Oh yes! Eric…harder!" I begged him.

This time he did it, he didn't stop with just one hard thrust. He kept going until I was right there on the edge. Gripping his back and moaning none stop now. No, it wasn't moaning I was nearly screaming, it felt that good. It might have been embarrassing if I was doing all the moaning and groaning by myself but I wasn't. He was going right along with me but he wasn't as loud as I was, not nearly as loud. The thrust became closer together, faster. I cried in ecstasy and his mouth latched on to mine as he continued to relentlessly pound into my body. His hips were frantic and he was just as close as I was. I could feel it, his excitement, and his want for the end result. 

I was tiptoed on the edge about ready to just make that leap but there was something I wanted from Eric. "Bite me, oh god, please bite me!" I screamed as my nails clawed his back. He hissed as I am sure I drew blood that time.

"As long as you bite me." He told me, still thrusting deep within my core and I couldn't really answer him. I nodded as best I could and I watched as he leaned over. I felt his fangs scrape my skin on my shoulder. He planted a kiss on the spot before he bit into it. And I crashed, shuddering I began to move with him to ride out my orgasm. Yelling his name louder than I ever yelled before, I leaned over to his shoulder and bit into his shoulder as hard as I could. As soon as my teeth broke the skin, I felt him shudder. He exploded inside of me, moaning deeply in the back of his throat as he still sucked on my shoulder. We rode our orgasms together, grinding into each other in frenzy. Each of us gripping the others back and pulling each other as closely as we could.

Finally the ride was over and I noticed that his skin was healed under my mouth. I stopped sucking and planted small kisses where the bite was originally at. His might have healed but mine hadn't and Eric was taking care of that right now; sealing up the skin he bit into. His tongue moved lazily over my flesh, in sort of a relaxed way.

Eric shifted us again to where I was laying on my back on the bed with him on top of me; his member still buried deep within my walls. I couldn't really talk yet, I was too calm, too tired for that. I was breathing deeply and soon it began to slow.

I never looked away from his eyes since we have changed position. They were clear and bright. His blue orbs were shining, sparkling more than I have ever seen anything sparkle before. He smiled softly and I saw the care etched in it. It was tender and beautiful. It warmed my heart, made it swell with happiness. This was a moment I would cherish forever.

I may not be in love with Eric but what I am feeling, it's pretty close.

I would like to thank SharaMoon for letting me borrow from her story “True Desires”

Close Enough by EricFancier

I would like to thank the author, EricFancier, for letting me borrow from her story, Close Enough

His big palm descended at the back of her neck, and Sookie closed her eyes, her fingers pulling slightly at Eric's shirt as his lips caressed her temple, her chin, and then… Eric pushed the scarf aside, his mouth closing over the puncture wounds and Sookie's whimper was just barely drenched by the music. He kissed her there, stroking her bruised skin with his hot wet tongue, sending images from the night before crashing over Sookie, making the action so much more obscene than it really was… Sookie gasped,

tugging at Eric's waist as each twist of his tongue sent searing shivers to her thighs. Their lower bodies aligned, and she felt Eric's fingers tangle in her hair as he brushed against her, hard like a rock. Sookie pressed her aching mound against him, making him release her neck, groaning as his fangs emerged. Her panties were already slick with her wetness, clinging to her throbbing folds and she could not take it anymore. Her eyes flew open as she frantically tried to locate Jessica, but she was nowhere to found among the mass of moving bodies.

"Pam is keeping an eye on her…" Eric mumbled, as if he had read her mind. His gaze was feverish, and the strain in his voice told Sookie that he was just as impatient as she was.

"Then get us out of here, before I do something very inappropriate…-" Sookie breathed, surprising herself with the fact that she was still able to form a coherent sentence.

Eric didn't need to be told twice. The next thing Sookie knew was her thighs around his waist as he scooped her up, pressing her against him, her painfully erect nipples pushing into his muscular chest as they moved through the crowd at an unnatural speed. The door to Eric's office slammed shut behind them and her feet were on the floor, her arms wrapped around his neck as she kissed him with all her longing, all her pent up desire. Eric answered her with a regulate assault, invading her harshly and gently at the same time, his fangs grazing but never piercing her abused lips, making all of her blood pool at the swollen pearl between her legs. Sookie's heart was irate with the sheer force of her lust, a ragged moan surfacing in her lungs, drowning against Eric's eager mouth. He released her briefly to remove his shirt, but as he started to tear at her dress Sookie pushed him back against the wall, succeeding only because she took him by surprise. His cold eyes were ablaze with arousal, his lips parted to bare his fangs as Sookie kneeled, tugging his jeans open on her way down. She had a brief moment to reflect over his impressive, delicious size before her patience faded and she took him into her mouth, lowering her wet, wanting lips onto his engorged flesh.

 

She felt a shiver traveling through Eric, his hips pushing forward as his back arched against the wall. Sookie grasped the base of his throbbing shaft and started moving promptly, stroking him with firm flickers of her tongue, and one of Eric's hands tangled in her hair, a strangled foreign curse escaping him.

 

Doing this to Eric made Sookie wetter than she could ever remember being and she found herself pressing her thighs together, desperate for friction. She had done it with Bill once or twice, but he had never been fond of such activities and preferred to get straight to business. But this was Eric, and there was no comparison. The way it made her feel made her want to do it for hours, but she was too weak… She needed him to fuck her too badly…

She released him, panting, her lips moist. She looked up at him but had barely time to meet his gaze before he seized her shoulders, pulling her up. Her hips connected firmly with the edge of the desk that Eric had pushed her into, pinning her there with his weight. Sookie had to use both of her hands to support herself against the tabletop, her frantic movement causing papers and various articles to fall to the floor, but Eric was too busy pushing up her skirt and pulling down her panties to even notice. His ragged breath hit Sookie's shoulder that had been bared as the dress slid down and Sookie moaned out loud as he moved in between her thighs, pushing the tip of his erect manhood along her slick folds, sliding it against her aching clit. She bit her lip, her whole body rejoicing, but what she craved the most didn't come. Instead of entering her, Eric just rubbed his shaft against her, their juices mingling, sending agonizing flares of pleasure to her center. Sookie tried to move, her cheeks red with frustration, but Eric held her down with one arm around her waist, preventing her.

 

"Eric, you're killing me…!" Sookie moaned, her fingers curling against the tabletop.

She felt Eric grinning against her shoulder, his fangs skimming her burning skin.

"Hardly…" he hissed, cupping her left breast with his free hand, massaging her nipple through the fabric. Sookie gasped and trembled. "But you are a tease, and I need to punish you…"

 

Eric's tone was cunning, but his voice was strained and as Sookie started pushing back against him he let her, caressing her nipple in time with his small thrusts against her mound. Her hair had fallen out and skimmed against her back as they moved. Sookie's vision blackened as her pleasure started mounting, slowly forcing her towards the edge even though she longed to be filled so hard it almost drove her mad… Then, Eric's hand left her waist to sneak its way up under her skirt, in between her thighs, and Sookie threw her head back as his fingers stroked her glistening pearl hard, once, twice…

When the first trembling shocks of her orgasm ripped through her, Eric swiftly grabbed hold of her hips, and Sookie's moan turned into a howl as he rammed his length into her, causing her climax to halt and then recommence ten times more powerful as he hit her sweet spot with full force. She trembled, losing her balance, but Eric wrapped his arms around her, supporting her as he fucked her with full, steady strokes, groaning against her shoulder as his pace became increasingly faster and rougher. Sookie couldn't stop cumming, each of Eric's thrust throwing bursts of pleasure through her and she spread her legs to allow him deeper, her blood burning and her flesh sore… She felt Eric grabbing the scarf that was still around her neck, his hand turning into a fist as he thrust into her hard one final time, twitching as he drowned his moan in her hair.

Sookie panted as the mind-blowing pleasure slowly subsided, leaving her weak and raw. Eric was still hard inside of her, and she shivered slightly as he kissed the back of her neck. A smile started to play in the corner of her mouth, she didn't know exactly why but for the moment, she decided to not spend any time analyzing it. She peered over her shoulder, looking at Eric.

 

"What happened to your legendary stamina?" she said, raising her eyebrows as if she really was disappointed.

Eric cocked his head, his fangs turning his smile wicked as he pushed further into her, claiming her in all the right ways. Sookie couldn't stifle a moan as her dormant arousal leapt alive, and Eric was still smiling as he put his mouth to her ear.

"I'm not done with you yet…"

I would like to thank the author, EricFancier, for letting me borrow from her story, Close Enough

Special Thanks to vikingfangtasies for her help in supplying some of the erotic visuals

Triple E by Violetbat

I would like to thank the author, Violetbat, for letting me borrow from her story
*Please note that this is only an excerpt of the story.  I urge you to read the full story by clicking HERE*

…I look up into the third man's eyes and they are glazed over with desire. They scrutinize every bit of me, from my head to my toes and back up, being held in the arms of the other two men. I can't help the blush from issuing and spreading all over my face. Seeing my reaction, he raises slightly one of his eyebrows and grins mischievously. Then he cups my face with both of his hands, dips his head down and kisses me fast and hard on the lips. My eyes close before his lips touch mine and I get so worked up and stunned that I do not open them, afterward.

A third voice whispers in my head: "I am Eric." I open my eyes and zoom in again on his. Oh, LORD have mercy on me! ….
During all these procedures, the eyes of the other two man have been locked on me and now they look predatory. The sight of my tongue wetting my lips seems to have stirred and caused a spontaneous reaction in both men, because they let out a deep growl, almost at the same time. Oh Jesus, I am soon going to be devoured. Hallelujah and Amen to that!  

Erik snakes his right arm around my waist, pulls me back tightly against his rock-hard, cool chest, and moves us into the center of the bed. The left one is still holding both of my wrists in the air. Then, his right hand gets busy and starts dancing up and down my body. He takes a deep audible breath and blows a gush of chilly air to the right side of my neck. I shiver and close my eyes at the wonderful sensation.

Soon after, his hand cups my breast and his lips make contact with my neck. He squeezes my breast and lightly pinches my erect nipple over the fabric of my tiny bra. His fangs graze slightly the skin on my neck, but he retracts them afterward. When he bites me he does it in a sweet caressing way without piercing my skin. Not a drop of blood leaves my body and I close my eyes in a wedded bliss.  …

Eiríkr, one knee on the bed, shoeless, is about to become tunic-less. In a swift movement, he lifts the fabric over his head and stands before me, underwear-less, glorious in his nudity, his hair caressing the edges of his bare skin. He gives me a smug look, grinning seductively, climbs on the bed and moves on his knees until we are eye to eye. The impact of his eyes causes tremors to run up and down my body. Our bodies still not touching, his hands start roaming all over the front part of my body as he claims my mouth for a heavenly kiss.
Erik, one arm still holding my bound wrists in the air, the other wrapped around my waist, presses me further into his front body, his lips kissing my neck, behind my ear and nipping lightly at my earlobe. I moan into the other man's mouth at the feel of his lips, teeth and hard cock.
 
Eiríkr hands are now cupping both of my breasts and squeezing them. He pinches both of my nipples and never breaking the kiss, he straddles my legs, while his hands slide up both of my raised arms until he reaches my imprisoned wrists. Erik removes his hold on them and his left hand moves down to caress my left breast and then proceeds to go down my body. At the same time Erik's fingers reach my mound, Eiríkr unties my wrists freeing my hands and breaks off our kiss. He lowers our arms and I rest mine on his chest while his settle on my shoulders. My heart is racing, my breathing is labored, irregular and I feel light-headed.
Erik starts to slide his fingers back and forth over my slit, I hold my breath, my eyes get wide open looking into Eiríkr's, low ragged sounds starting to come from my throat. Eiríkr claims my lips again and, as soon as Erik pushes one of his long cold fingers into my core, his warm tongue invades my mouth. I moan, grind my hips against Erik and encircle Eiríkr's waist pulling his body to mine. They both emit a grunt at my feistiness setting my aroused body on fire.

 

Erik arms leave my body and he lays them on top of my own encircling us. Hugging the other man and sandwiching me with their hot and cold bodies. He starts to move, as if to lie back down on the bed and takes us with him. He sits on the bed, places one of his legs on either side of mine, releases us from the embrace and grips the upper part of both of my arms.
Eiríkr releases my lips and starts to move his mouth to the south of my body, kissing, licking, nipping. Down my neck, collarbone, chest, breasts, stomach, belly, my right leg, my right foot, my right toes. Then up my left leg, starting at the toes and foot, until he reaches my belly and stops. He pays special homage to my breasts on his trip, but he saves the worshiping for the expectant throbbing center of my upside-down triangle.
He plants small kisses all over my skin there, then parts my folds and gives a long lick up my pussy. I let out a loud "FUCK!" from my lips and I do believe that is my very first coherent word of the night. Uh-uh, very intellectual and academic, indeed.

My expletive makes Eiríkr lift his head and look at me. Then, he licks his lips and closes those perfectly blue eyes, to savor the flavor of me. I stare at him, mesmerized, my breathing coming in successive long pants. …
…. The sight of him nude makes me catch my breath and I just feel like I have to touch him. I need to touch him. All of him.

…
Eiríkr's hand slides down the side of my body to cup my hip. He wraps his arm around me, too, and forces my body lower as he rises, so that certain parts of his anatomy are touching me. He is hard and the feel of him pressed against my butt feels wonderful. It makes me writhe against him, which makes his body react, growing even more, moving against my body. It is all involuntary, and I love knowing that I affect him like this.

He pushes against me, and it brings a small sound from my lips. He nuzzles my neck, biting just a little and that little biting makes me writhe more. He bits harder, and my spine bows with it. He cups his mouth around the side of my throat and bits down. I cry out for him; my nails clawing at Erik's arm.
He eases back and Erik draws me in against the front of his body, he is much harder and eager now, too. The feel of them against the front and the back of my body makes me a whimpering mess. Then, Erik cups my ass, presses me harder against the front of him and I push at his body, almost like I want to get away, but that isn't what I am thinking. The feel of them so eager, so big, so hard, so ready, trapped between my body and theirs is almost too much.

…
Eric's hand is still caressing my hair and I look up at him, again. I make a quick decision and raise myself up while still in the midst of the other two men. I get on my knees, give Erik and Eiríkr a kiss on the lips and, facing Eric, I lay a much longer one on him, too. While I kiss him, I let my nails run down over the sides of his body. I release his lips, look into his eyes and let my nails rake is skin further. He hisses and I give him a wicked smile. Then, I lean forward, steady my hands against the warm sides of his thighs, and lower my mouth to his body mooning the other two men in the process.
I kiss and lick all around his V-shaped area, teasing him, continuously, with the tip of my tongue. This elicits a deep growl from him. His reaction spurs me further and I wrap one of my hands around him and stroke the length of his cock. I move my hand slowly at first and then a bit faster. He moans and I look up to see he has thrown his head back and closed his eyes. I let the tip of my tongue touch him before I drive my mouth over his shaft until my lips meet my own hand.

I use my hand to squeeze and pulse around him, but it also keeps me from having to try to take all of him in my mouth. I can deep-throat, but it isn't always the most comfortable position, not with someone of his size. I shake my head and squeeze him tight at the same time. He growls, swears loudly and puts a hand on my head while a shudder runs up the length of his body.
Eiríkr's warm hands caress my behind and his fingers find their way, under my panties, into my pussy's opening. He slowly shoves one of his fingers inside me and that combined with doing oral sex on Eric makes me all wet. I whimper desperate for more and he moves his very long finger in and out and around, and I let a muffled cry out for him. Next he puts two of his fingers inside me, and I can feel he is searching for something while he is sliding them in and out of me. He finds it and I moan, loudly, releasing Eric's erect mast, momentarily, from my hands and mouth. I brace myself putting both of my hands on Eric's thighs for balance.

Eiríkr finds it, my G-spot, and he flicks his fingers back and forth across it. Mixed with my moans and cries I manage to utter my second coherent word of the night... "GOD!" And yes, it crosses my mind, now and here, that it can not be a coincidence that in the English language the two words start with the letter G.
Good GOD it feels good, so good. It makes me part my legs apart wider for him, makes me angle my hips for him while my tush is in the air. He takes that for the invitation it is, rips my panties from my body and drives his fingers, effortlessly, inside me. He moves them in and out of me, harder, faster with each motion, until I throw my head back and cry out for him again.
All of a sudden, his fingers stop going into me and I feel Erik's cool hands, on my fevered skin, lifting me up and turning me to face him, his body hard, eager. Just the sight of him like that, knowing what we are about to do, makes things low in my body tighten. Small orgasms before he even enters me.
He reaches both of his hands behind my back, unclasps my bra and sends it flying through the air. Then he lies me back down, completely naked, on the bed. His hand on my face, goes down to my neck, passing my breasts, my stomach, my belly until he reaches my girl. Once there, he rubs his icy finger over my nub and then inserts it into my hot wet center to test my readiness. I whimper and he lets out a satisfied growl, so I take it he realizes I am more than ready now. Never leaving mine for a single minute, his eyes are half-closed, as if they are getting, somehow, blinded by a very strong light. By the Gods, I swear I cannot be more ready for pleasure than this. Give it to me!
He gets on top of me, placing himself between my legs, kisses me and angles his body to enter mine, for the second time. When his tip is in I writhe around him and close my eyes, just from the feel of him working his way inside. I open my eyes again and gaze up at him letting my eyes see his face, the look in his eyes as he slides himself inside me, inch by inch. His powerful arms are supporting him above me, now, so that I can see him as he gradually pushes his way into my wet core. He pushes all that length into me, at an easy pace, then back up until just the tip of him remains inside of me and holds himself there. I grunt.
I didn't want to take it slow anymore, I couldn't wait not even a goddamn second more, I just needed him in me, badly. 
Moving. As if mind reading me, he slams back in and starts to thrust into me, slow at first, then harder and faster. He grabs my hips, lifts my lower body off the bed and holds me in his big hands as he pounds himself into me, so hard and fast that I throw my head back at the intense pleasure of it.

My eyes meet Eric's very own. He is looking down at me, with sparkling lust-filled eyes, while sitting, still in the same position as before, with his legs partially under him and his back against the headboard. He is stroking himself, polishing his long sword for battle, and I positively want to ravish him with my mouth, again.

A hand grabs my left breast and pinches my nipple. I yelp, tear my eyes away from Eric and lower my head to see Eiríkr's blond head sneaking under Erik's arm, diving towards my body. I feel his warm tongue lick my nipple, then his mouth wraps around it and sucks it while his hand presses on my breast. My pleasure is enhanced tenfold. I let out a load cry throwing my head back, once again, and put both of my hands in Eiríkr's head silently telling him not to stop.
Once and yet again, my eyes meet Eric's and I take my left hand out of the other man's hair to beckon him to me. He moves closer into my left side, elevates himself from his former position and places himself on his knees on the left side of my head. I lift my head and reach for his hard length while Eric moves a bit closer to me.

He puts his right hand under my head to support me up and then places it in his folded right leg, giving me all the access needed to his ready throbbing dick. I take him in my mouth, again, while holding and stroking him with my left hand. His right hand settles on my head and sets to help me pleasure him. His left one reaches for my left breast, squeezes it, caresses it and his fingers pinch the top of my nipple making me almost come undone.
Eiríkr is still licking, sucking and biting lightly on my right breast while still holding it with his left hand. His right hand has slid down my belly and his fingers are currently moving over my clit driving me further out of my mind.
During this whole time, Erik has been pounding into me, fiercely. I can feel my orgasm coming as if it is a warm Geyser erupting from within me. But before it happens the three of them cease what they were doing and I let out a what-the-fuck-are-they-stopping-for frustrated groan. I stop my assault on Eric and turn my head to look into their eyes to question them with my very open wide shocked orbits.
Six glittering half-closed blue eyes are looking down at me. Three radiating smiles illuminating their mouths. Then, my three magnificent men look at each other, nod to one another with a slight mischievous grin on their faces and put their big and strong hands on me. I realize, in this very precise moment, that I am soon to be so thoroughly and unrelentingly screwed. Oh... YES, pleaseeee! Bring it on!
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I would like to thank the author, Violetbat, for letting me borrow from her story  and a special thank you to SouthernLady23 for her help in finding the visuals.