Viking Vampire God: Part Eleven

Viking Vampire God: Part XI I stared right back into Eric's eyes. While the prospect of having sex again with Eric was appealing to me, truthfully, I was reaching maximum overload. "Eric, I am really tired." I looked at Eric trying to gauge his reaction to my news. "New Orleans, Maryanne's madness, the werewolves have all been too much for me today." "I am happy that Bon Temps is safe especially Jason and Sam." "And I really need to thank you and your friends for all of your help." "Can you pass my gratitude on to the Queen too?" "I will be forever in her debt with the whole Maryann situation." "Does the Queen know that she is dead?" "Yes, I made my report to her as soon as we were back in Shreveport." So that's what Eric was texting on his cell phone. "The Queen wanted me to pass this message on, "Miss Stackhouse, I may call on you sometime to repay the debt." Well that was an interesting piece of news. I would probably have to perform some service with my special powers for the Queen. Now I owed another vamp my services. "Great." "That's just great." Just what I needed. Perhaps I could charge more next time. My house was going to be in need of some serious work after the maenad. The money that Eric paid me for my services to find Godric would help but they probably were not going to cover the entire cost of fixing it. Since I had become involved with vampires, my life was anything but boring.



"Oh, of course Sookie, I forget that sometimes you are human." "You need your rest." "Here," as Eric handed my clothes to me he walked around to the passenger door and opened it for me. I could get use to this kind of attention. Eric really did know how to treat a woman. And of course the sex was amazing. He was always making sure that I had the best experience possible. Eric had a way of making me feel so important and needed. I slid my clothes on quickly and jumped into the front seat. I eased the seat back and started to relax. Eric walked around to the other side, and started the Corvette up. The engine was so powerful sounding. He glanced at me and I smiled. "Lover, relax I will take care of everything." I had no idea what he meant by that statement but at this point I was just too tired to care. Everyone bone and a few muscles I didn't know I had were just so weary. I had no idea where we were going nor did I really care. I just needed to rest. My brain and body were on overload. I closed my eyes as Eric pulled off the deserted road. I could hear the traffic passing us and I started to drift off into my mind.The motion of the car was so smooth. It gently swayed back and forth. The rhythm of seemed to be whispering a lullaby to me. There was a constant engine drone in the back of mind. Eric wasn't playing the car stereo at first but as I drifted off, I could hear that he had turned it on. I am sure he thought I was already sleeping. I listened carefully through my dreams. The language was foreign to me. He must be playing something from his past. I turned over and faced Eric. I slowly lifted my eyelids to see the Viking. His eyes were focused on the road ahead. His cheekbones were so chiseled and is yellow hair fell around his shoulders almost like the mane on a lion. Eric glanced in my direction and said, "Sookie, relax you need your rest." "I will take care of everything." He passed his hand over my eyes and closed them with his motion. I slowly drifted off again into the far reaches. My dreams were are all jumbled with today's activities. I was all worn out.

The next thing I knew, the car was stopped. I heard my door opening and the Viking placed his hands underneath me and lifted. I placed my head against his shoulder and rested against it. His enormous shoulders were so strong. He picked me up without any effort. I opened my eyes and saw the front of an enormous hotel. The automatic doors opened as the bellman said, "Mr. Northman, we are glad you are joining us again." Again, I closed my eyes and listened to the conversation in the hotel. The front desk personnel and concierge were excited about seeing Eric again. Oh good, Mr. Northman is here. That means we will all be getting a big commission for his services and perhaps another bonus. Obviously everyone already knew Eric. We were in a hotel on the outskirts of Shreveport.


Your usual suite Mr. Northman? No, can I have the presidential suite tonight? I have a companion who will be staying with me. Of course Mr. Northman. Will you be needing any meals? Yes, please fix something. I will need some flowers, wine and dinner for one. Any food preferences? At this point, I opened my eyes and looked up to Eric and said, "I really would like some chicken or fish,please." "Anything you want Sookie." I smiled and watched as the front desk raced around trying to please Eric. The Viking demanded attention and obviously had the respect of the hotel staff. Do you have any luggage that you will need help with? No not this time. But we will be needing some clothes. I can have the service desk send some up. We know your sizes Mr. Northman but will your companion be needing any? Any clothes? "Yes, she will be needing some night clothes and formal wear too." "What size?" I opened my eyes again and started to speak but Eric placed his finger on my lips. "Miss Stackhouse will be needing a size 4." I closed my eyes and laughed inside of my mind. How did he know that? Well Sookie, he has obviously seen all of you over the past few days. That wasn't hard for him to figure out.


The elevator doors opened and Eric entered inside. He pressed the button for the presidential suite on the 20th floor of the hotel. The ride was very brief. "Eric, you can put me down." "I am awake." "I know you are." "That's fine, I don't mind carrying you." I pulled harder on Eric's shoulders and clung tighter to the Viking. I figured I might as well enjoy the lift if the Viking wanted to carry me. I was still feeling very weak and unsure of my footing. Finally we were in front of the doors to the Presidential suite. The door was huge. A double door with the words Presidential Suite all lettered in gold. Eric passed the key through the scanner and pushed to door open with his foot. He quickly passed through the sitting area and into the bedroom. He carefully deposited me onto the bed. It was the most beautiful suite I had every seen. It was even nicer that the Hotel Camilla. I had hardly enough time to look around when there was knock on the door. Eric walked over and open it for the concierge. On a service cart, the bellhop pushed in a huge cart filled with wine, flowers and dinner. That didn't take any time at all.Eric tipped the bellhop on his way out. Thank you Mr. Northman, you are very generous. Eric looked back at me. I was already lifting the tops of the different dinner plates to see what was inside. On the edge of the cart were a couple of bottles of True Blood for Eric. I picked up the bottle and placed it back down on the cart. Ooh, Chicken is my favorite. Is everything to your liking Sookie? Yes, this looks wonderful. It's such a beautiful night Eric, lets sit
out on the balcony for dinner. I pushed open the French doors to the balcony. The stars and moon were fully shining. The weather was warm and the city was all bustle with cars and people. I peered over the side of the balcony and watched a couple walk by on the sidewalk below.



I turned around to find Eric looking down at me. It's a wonderful night isn't it Sookie. Yes, it is absolutely beautiful. You have been here before,haven't you? Yes, I come here occasionally when I need to meet on business. His explanation sounded plausible but there was something about it. I walked over to the a small table on the balcony and sat down and started devouring the chicken and vegetables on the dinner plate. Eric picked up the True Blood bottle and started to open the cap. Eric, you don't have to drink that if you don't want to. He glanced in my direction and gave that devilish smile that he always does. The one that says, Sookie you are mine. I continued to finish the rest of my meal as Eric was on the telephone. He walked around the suite as he retrieved his text messages and voice mails. I sat with my feet up
against a small stool near the table. It was great to kickback and relax. I looked at my watch and noticed it was already 1:00am. After Eric had finished his texting. he returned to the balcony. Eric, that food was absolutely delicious. I have been told they have some of the best meals and drinks in the Shreveport area. I guess I was really hungry. That really hit the spot. I opened another of the dinner plates to find a wonderful chocolate mousse. It was dotted a bit of whipped cream and chocolate shavings across the top.


I walked over to Eric and took a bit of the whipped cream on my spoon and dotted it on his nose. There is nothing like seeing a 6'4" Viking Vampire with whipped cream on his nose. I admit that I was in a playful mood. Eric grabbed me around the waist and pulled me closer. So you think that's funny? Well, actually I do think that's funny. I started to turn on my heel to run across the room but Eric pulled on the my jeans and yanked me back. I almost fell backwards but Eric caught me in time. I turned around and I stood on my toes and licked the whipped cream off of his nose. As I was about to lick the last remnants off when Eric quickly kissed me on the lips. The sweet taste of the whipped cream and Eric at the same time was unbelievable. I could feel his tongue exploring all corners of my mouth. We kissed again. He bent down and whispered. I thought you were tired? I am but not that tired. Eric's eyebrows were raised with that look. It was like he was trying to judge how many miles was he going to get out of me tonight. I turned around quickly and deposited the dessert dish on the service cart.

Eric followed me and stopped me in my tracks. He placed his hands under my butt and lifted me up and placed me on the cart. In doing so, he spilled the entire contents of the cart onto the floor. The sounds of the dishes and wine falling to the floor made a loud thump.Eric there goes dinner. You were done anyways. Right? Well I would have liked some more dessert? Well I think I have some dessert right here for you.Come here Sookie. He placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled me closer. The cart followed too. Sex with wheels. This was going to be different. Oh the hell with thinking. I grabbed Eric's shoulders and pulled myself closer.He pulled off my jeans and sweater and they fell to the floor in one quick motion. There was an urgency about his movements. He pulled the hair scrunchy out and tossed it to the floor. My body seemed to ache with the same urgency. I grabbed the front of Eric's shirt and pulled open hard. The buttons on his dress shirt fell on the floor like raindrops on a spring evening. They scattered themselves across the rug randomly. Eric didn't even flinch at loosing his shirt. If anything, he seemed to enjoy my move. His magnificent chest gleamed in the moonlight. He pulled the cart over to the balcony doors. I quickly pulled on his belt and removed it too. It snapped back like a bull whip in the movie Indiana Jones.Ahh, the zipper. Slowly I unzipped his jeans, to reveal his blue boxers. They were made of silk and highlighted the gracious plenty and all its curves. I placed my hand on the bulge that was pushing through the opening. I started to massage the gp and found it was already hardening. "Eric." "Yes, Sookie." "Take off your boxers." Eric quickly dropped his underwear to the balcony floor. Luckily for us, no one else was out on their balcony. Which I couldn't understand, it was absolutely outstanding night. Of course, it was 2am in the morning. Most normal people were probably in bed sleeping for hours.Eric pulled the cart closer. It was just the right height for certain activities. I could feel the gracious plenty enter with one stroke. My cun* was so hot and wet that it quivered with anticipation. He pushed the cart away and then pulled it closer again. Hmmm. Now that felt great. The motion of the service cart was nice. It felt as if I was floating on air and making love at the same time. Again the Viking pulled me closer and pushed me away. Each time the sensation was growing in both of us. I started to wiggle my way off of the cart but Eric picked me up and placed me back on the cart again. Where do you think you are going? Well I thought I would have a little snack? Oh yeah. That's a good idea.


Eric picked me up and carried me around his waist over to the bed. We continued to kiss as he knelt on the bed. He pushed again to the top of my cup. I caught myself releasing moaning sounds. It felt great. Again the Viking was reentering me again. I reached up and ran my tongue over Eric's neck. He flinched as reached his collar bone. I continued kissing my way down his chest. When I had reached his nipples and gave each of them a tiny kiss. I looked up and could see that Eric was really enjoying the that. I pushed my face closer again and bit his right nipple. He grasped the back of
my head and pushed it into his chest. His whole body arched at my move. Sookie, oh my god. At that moment, the Viking was reaching his peak. He pushed me back on the bed and crawled over to the center. He lifted my leg and again placed the gp at just the right angle and pushed against the nub. We continued for sometime until neither of us could stand it any longer. We both fell into a pile on the bed. Legs, arms and other body parts were entangled into a mass of pure pleasure. I don't know how long we laid there but I am sure it was for hours. When I awoke, Eric had placed me under the covers and carefully arranged us for comfort. The balcony doors were closed and the room darkening drapes were locked in place. The rooms was light tight just like the suite in Dallas. The hotel was another vampire safe environment that catered to all the needs of the living dead.