He took to the sky after her, his predatory nature coming to the surface, senses heightened. He followed the smell of her arousal, and the feel of her in the tie they now shared. Up he went, into the clouds trailing after he like a heat seeking missile. How apropos, he thought allowing himself a smirk as he pressed on, feeling her get closer to him. His night vision caught a glimpse of her long blond hair fluttering up ahead of him. Suddenly she dropped from the sky and he felt a moment of panic wondering if she had fallen.
Zeroing in to catch her, he felt her joy as she rode the currents like a beautiful bird and he realized that she was not in danger. His arousal returned full force and he pushed himself harder to catch her. He was close, about to grab her ankle when she suddenly rose. Her movement so quick that she got a good lead before he could shift direction. Straight up she flew in the moonlight headed for a large grouping of cumulus clouds that were floating by.
You can’t hide from me! He sent to her and he could have sworn he heard her laughter come back to him on the breeze of her wake. He felt something then, something like exhilaration fill his chest. He heard himself laugh as well and felt the swell of joy in his chest.
When was the last time I felt like this?
He wasn’t sure he had felt this before. Ever. Pushing the thoughts aside for now he hunted his fairy queen through the clouds, feeling for her, following her scent. He was closing in when she suddenly landed on his back, wrapping her arms around him, leaning around and kissing the side of his neck. “Gotcha!” she yelled to the stars shining above them. In a move she could barely follow he flipped them around so that he was on his back and she was resting on the front of him, still moving through the cloud bank, cold misty clouds touching their skin in velvety caresses.
“Claim your prize then, Highness.” Her legs parted, splaying her across his hips, his aching erection resting on her stomach between them. “I can…what was it you said, pat my head and rub my stomach at the same time.” He smiled at her and winked now.
“Yes, but can you do it while I ride you at a gallop, lover?” she volleyed back without missing a beat. Did she miss the beat? The beat he was sure he felt in his undead heart as he fully realized the perfection of the woman his arms. Licking his lips in anticipation he gave as good as he got.
“Fortune favors the bold, Sookie,” taking his hard flesh in hand and looking at her, “Mount up,” he whispered. She rose up then and let him guide his entrance. She was so ready for him that despite his size she took him all in one long slow sliding motion like it was her turn to ride the dance pole. Perfect! He thought watching her expressions of pleasure as she felt him for the first time.
“Fuck, yesssss!” she screamed as she seated herself fully on him. For a moment she let herself just experience that feeling, rocking a little, enjoying the fit of him. They were still flying, though in an unsteady line. Becoming used to feeling him, her teasing smile returned. “I will fuck you until you beg me to release you as long as you can keep us in the air and flying straight, but the moment you waver, Cowboy, the ride is over.” Beat went his undead heart again. Digging deep he used his vampire mind to section off the two things he needed to do to keep himself in the air and inside this incredible woman. Several beats passed before he smiled back.
“Ready. Set. GO!” he said through locked teeth, feeling her tense inside increasing his torture before she started to move.
The force she used to slam down on him, to bury him in the core of her at first made their flight unsteady but her rhythm was consistent and he learned to compensate quickly. “Fuck you are so good!” she yelled out, complimenting him on his flying of his fucking, he didn’t know which and didn’t care at the moment. After appreciating his skill she upped the ante by reaching back and cupping his balls in her palm, rolling them, tugging gently, urging him to lose control again. He roared then then, fighting to keep the ride going in all ways. He slowed the flight, out of the cumulus now and sailing through the night, the stars the only light he could see behind her head. This is what a god must feel like, he thought randomly, fleetingly as he held on to let go.
He saw her look up and smile a beautiful terrible smile. Beat! Tilting his head back he saw they were flying right toward a thunderhead, lightening flashing in the distance. Before he could think what that might mean she shifted her body and rhythm to lay her body on his, pressing her full breasts to his hard chest and taking his lips in a furious kiss as she rode him in shallow, fast, hard thrusts of her hips. “Take us in, Eric. Fuck me in the heart of that storm!” she pressed him and though he thought there had probably been better ideas he could deny her nothing in this moment if it stopped what she was doing to his body and his mind. His heart.
As they sailed into the dark clouds he flipped them over so that they were both facing each other vertically, her legs still wrapped around him. He stopped them, floating in the clouds, his hands coming down to her hips forcing her down on him harder. Her moans of pleasure taking away his remaining reason. There was only his need to fill her over and over again, here in this storm forever. The lightening flashed around them. She threw her head back and screamed her pleasure as he pounded her relentlessly, wanting her to find release one last time before allowing his own, but it was going to be close. Thunder echoed in his ears, so close. He was so close.
I want to taste her again, he thought.
“Then do it!” she screamed over the storm. “DO IT!” She came hard on him when his fangs pierced her flesh, and as if in tune with them the storm flashed and crashed around them, rain pelting their skins on the outside while he flooded into her, his orgasm coming up from his toes, passing through every fiber of his being. He swallowed big mouthfuls of perfection while she came apart in his arms shouting his name in sacrifice to Thor as he pounded around them, as they pounded each other.
If they had been the kind of creatures that marked time, they might have noticed that it stopped for them in that moment. The sound and fury of their joining in the storm drawing attention to them from powers great and small. Somewhere, enemies known and unknown shivered and knew not why. Somewhere, allies known and unknown smiled and knew that the beginning had finally arrived.
But they were not the kind of creatures who marked time, and in the moment cared for nothing except each other. The rest of creation fell away in that perfect moment.
Eric bit his tongue and healed her marks from then and earlier while holding her close to him. She whimpered softly and kissed his shoulder where her head was resting. The storm itself that had paused in awe their power and passion resumed with a crash of thunder and driving rain. He pulled her closer to shelter her from the cold wet drops and felt her smile against his skin. Suddenly there was a blinding flash of light and they were back in the room where they had started earlier that evening, fully clothed and sitting on the sofa.
Eric looked around, shocked and trying hard to hide it. Was it real? Instinctively he reached for the blood tie and he could feel her satisfaction from their mutual pleasure. He took a breath and could smell his blood and seed inside her. He relaxed without knowing why the idea that it had all been a dream would bother him so much. She reached for his hand, threading her fingers with his.
“Real,” she whispered. “Lover.” Squeezing her hand gently he whispered back.
“Friend,” they said together, looking deeply into each other’s eyes.
Equal, they both thought but neither spoke it.
Sookie showed Eric to his light tight room, which connected to her royal chamber. It was decorated in shades of blue and green that brought out his eyes and complimented him just as his suit had done. “The combination to this room will be only known to the two of us. I take responsibility for your safety while you are at rest. No one will harm you, and I will take the head of any who try.”
He could feel her sincerity in the tie and didn’t doubt or question her promise.
“Tomorrow when you rise we will speak of your duties, introduce you the staff and get your oriented here in Tulsa.” She was walking to the door of his chamber when she stopped and turned. “I think you will be happy here, Eric.” She closed the door behind her and didn’t wait for his comment.
He whispered, “Me, too,” to an empty room before falling onto the bed and breaking out into uncontrollable laughter.
It had been quite a night.