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Viking Vampire God: Part VIII
Eric and I entered the sun room at the Queen's palace.The term sun room was an understatement as to what we entered.The room was like a palace in itself. The colors were cool and subdued. Hints of pink and teal with accents of gold. Eric extended his hand to me. It felt like a piece of cold marble. Hard and strong to the touch. The sensation of his hand against mine was reassuring. Eric could tell by my facial expression that I was nervous about meeting the Queen. Though no words were spoken, Eric told me to relax with his eyes. Those beautiful blues eyes were so soothing. I looked up from his hand to catch the Queen in profile.She was wearing a gown of champagne colored adorned lace adorned with sequins, beads and pearls. She was beautiful in a regal way. She was barely 16 years old. A child when she was made a vampire. Her maker must have turned her during before the Industrial Revolution.Eric bent down and whispered in my ear. Sookie, bow and introduce yourself to the Queen. Do not look up until she speaks your name. Eric's voice showed the concern of teacher. I had never met a Queen before let along ventured outside the borders of Bon Temps. Eric wanted me to make a good impression on her. Appearances are everything, Sookie. Manners are important. Be respectful. What did Eric think I was going to do? I timidly answered. Eric bowed his head and kissed the Queen's hand. Sophie Anne smiled and nodded as he arose. As I approached I bowed my head.Sookie Stackhouse. Yes, Queen Sophie Anne. Her hand was small,pale and delicate. A delicate touch and reassuring smile greeted me.
Yes, my name is Sookie Stackhouse. How did you know that? Oh, Sookie I have known about you for some time.You live in Bon Temps up in Renard Parish. I know about everyone who lives in my kingdom of Louisiana. Human, vampire or supernatural. I had only learned about the Queen a mere two hours before but she has known about me. How does she know about me, I asked my self? That question would be answered later by Eric. Now, we had more important business to discuss. There is maenad in Renard parish,Queen. We have come to ask for your help, said Eric. Hmm. A maenad. Yes, she is wreaking havoc on Sookie's home town. People are acting like they are mad. Like in a crazy way.
The Queen smiled and laughed out loud. Maenads are wicked creatures who only think about their own happiness. They have been on the earth for centuries waiting for the god Dionysos. As the Queen spoke, I scanned around the room looking at the furniture, paintings and fabrics. It was magnificent in its grandness. The room was beautiful with its marble floors and polished windows. In the center of the room was a wading pool with the most beautiful fountain and water the most delicate color of blue. The fabrics were gilt with gold on the edges. On the wall were framed oil paintings by the European masters. The bodyguards were standing a various stations around the room. There were fully armed. I could see their firearms bulging from underneath their jackets. The Queen was droning on about the history of maenads. I admit I wasn't listening. I had visions of Bon Temps and the madness that was going on. I pulled on Eric's sleeve. Eric there is danger in Bon Temps. Mary Ann has captured Sam. How do you know that Sookie? Have you exchanged blood with Sam? No. I was irrate at Eric for insinuating Sam and I exchanged blood. No, we have known each other for a long time. I can feel it in my mind. She means to make Sam her sacrifice on this earth. Sookie, don't interupt the Queen. I glanced at the Queen. She had a stern look on her face.Her face had a disapprovingly look. Like little girl, shut up, I am the Queen. Excuse me 'mam. The Queen continued her lecture about how to handle maenads and making them move on. Again my mind was transported to Bon Temps. I saw Jason in my mind. He was in trouble. My god Jason. In my vision, Jason was being held by Mary Ann at my grandmother's house.Eric, Mary Ann has Jason captured we must leave. I started to race to the door when Eric's hand grabbed me and pulled me back to Eric's side. Sookie, we can not leave until the Queen dismisses us.I looked at Sophie Anne and asked for her permission to leave. As we left the palace,Eric squeezed my hand. He had the grip of warrior. Sookie we can not leave, it will be dawn soon.We do not have enough time to get back to Bon Temps before the sun rises. I glanced at my watched and nodded in agreement. We have to find some place safe for the night, Eric said. Why didn't the Queen ask us to stay with her? I don't know but I could never make that request to her. She would have to offer. What are we going to do, Eric? I have an house over on the southside of the city. We can stay there for the night. A house? Yes, I am in New Orleans quite often on business for the Queen or myself. Do we have time to get
there? Of course. Eric, placed his hands on my shoulders again and we were off. We dematerialized and appeared in front of a tall white building.
The architecture was very old. Is this your place? Yes, I have owned it for many centuries. Before, I was Sheriff of Area 5 I owned this house. Eric, we better get inside. Do you have a light safe place to sleep? As we climbed up the stairs,Eric pulled out a key from his upper breast pocket. He placed it in the door and turned and gave me a smile. Why do you have some plans for me, Sookie? I blushed at Eric's question. The possibilities were endless but that moment it was not what I meant.
I was concerned about Sam and Jason. I just wanted to get back to Bon Temps and help my friends.As we entered the house, I could see it was very old. The rooms were decorated with antiques, artwork and photographs. The windows were entirely light safe. The whole house was light safe. As Eric closed the door, he turned the dead bolt and set the electronic alarm system. You can never be too safe even in New Orleans. There are those who would like to see us meet the sun, Eric said. Do you mean the Fellowship of the Sun? Yes, but there are other organizations who would like to see us die, Sookie. We continued up the stairs to the next level of the house. Each room was in pristine order. Nothing out of its place. Everything was so tidy and beautiful.There were photographs sitting on the table, paintings on the walls. The fabrics were dark but in a seductive sense. Dark purples, burgandies and browns. I had never imagined that Eric would have such good taste in decorating. We continued down the hallway to the very last room on the left. How many rooms do you have in this house? There is about 5000 square feet of living space. I often throw parties when I am in town and I like my guests to stay over.Eric, opened the door and inside was the most beautiful room I had ever seen. It wasn't like the rest of the house. It was light and bright. It was decorated in pale yellow and blues. The comforters and window curtains had a small floral pattern on them. The bed was a king size bed full of pillows in all shapes and sizes.I turned to Eric and smiled. Is this your bedroom? He laughed at the top of his lungs.Sookie,you are too much. No, mine is down the hall. This is for you. I keep this room for my guests. Sometimes my guests are not vampires. I have been told by many humans that they love this room. They find it very soothing and relaxing. I placed my sweater on the bed and moved towards the bathroom. You will find everything you need in the bathroom and in the closet, Eric motioned to the left. There are clothes and other essentials in there. I need to make a few phone calls before calling it a day. Pam left me a voice mail before and I must phone here to see what is going on. I turned around but Eric had already left the room.Those vampires do move fast. I wanted to say thank you but it was already too late. I opened the closet door. It was full of all sorts of clothes. I wonder who owns all of these? Did Eric pick them out? I noticed an array of night clothes sitting on the shelf. I looked through the pile and found something suitable and comfortable for the night. After taking a shower, I dressed in the night clothes that I had found. There was even a robe hanging up in the closet. A soft blue terry cloth robe. The kind you find in those really expensive hotels. Eric definitely had good taste in decorating and clothes. I found this kind of funny because Fangtasia was well gross. The colors were all so disgusting. But perhaps that was what the tourists wanted when they visit a vampire bar. I was getting hungry and decided to check out the kitchen area.
I inched my way down the stairs. I could hear Eric talking in the other room. He was talking to Pam or someone from the bar. I could tell he was agitated from his discussion. As I entered the room, Eric turned around quickly. He abruptly ended his call and said good night to who ever he was talking to. Sookie, have you found everything to your liking? Yes, this is wonderful. Your house is so beautiful. All of this for some business trips? In my mind, I was thinking Fangtasia must be doing really well. Or perhaps, Eric had made some really wise investments along the way.
Are you hungry Sookie?I was going to have a snack. I smiled at Eric at the thought of a snack. No, not you Sookie as he opened the refrigerator. I have some Tru Blood that I keep on hand in case of emergencies. I don't really care for the taste of it but it helps if I don't have the time or will to find proper food. I don't require as much blood as I did when Godric first made me. I looked up from the counter and stared at Eric. I could tell that mentioning Godric had made him very sad again. Loosing his maker was fresh in Eric's memory. His eyes were cold and distant. I could tell he was not in the room with me. I had seen that before when we were in Dallas. Eric, do you have anything for me to snack on? The smile on Eric's face was priceless. Not that,Eric, I said quickly. You know human food? He opened the cupboard and inside there was a complete selection of cereals, canned goods, granola bars. Anything I could think of eating and then some. He reopened the refrigerator. There was yogurt, cheeses, fruits, milk, wine anything I desired. What can I get for you Sookie? Or would you like something else that you don't see in here. As Eric turned around and looked me, I could see the his gracious plenty bulging from beneath his robe.Where did all of this come from? I have people. People. Yes, people. I have people who come during the day and take care of the house. They buy the groceries, clean and take care of the everyday details. Even when I am not in town, they watch over my house. Eric are you rich? I make enough to live on Sookie. Why? You seem to live very well. I picked up a grape and placed it to my lips. It was the sweetest grape that I had ever tasted. Eric's blood was still coursing through my body. All my senses were still at a heightened state.Eric walked around the counter and over towards me. I could see all of him now. His broad shoulders were a sight to behold. He had changed out of his sweater and was wearing a simple white tshirt,a bath robe and a pair of stretch boxers. And my were they stretching. Those large thighs were highlighted by the clinging knit fabric of the boxers. The fabric was being stretched in every direction. They were almost too small for him. But I didn't seem to mind. I could see all of his muscles move underneath. Nothing was camouflaging his body. He was standing right in front. I felt his long fingers trace my collar bone and down the center of my chest. He reached for the belt on the terry cloth robe and pulled it very hard. The robe fell open and to the floor. He had revealed the cute little baby doll that I was wearing. Good choice, Sookie. I love that. You do, huh? I love this color of blue. It reminds me of your eyes, Eric. My eyes. Yes, you have the most beautiful blue eyes. I love looking into them. As Eric spoke, his hands were now moving down the sides of my arms and around to my back. His hands were so strong and large. I took another grape and placed it in my teeth. Eric bent down and started to bite part of the grape but pushed it into my mouth with his tongue. The grape and Eric's tongue in my mouth at the same time. His lips had an urgency about him. I placed my hand on his gracious plenty and could feel it bulging against the fabric of his boxers. I could feel his hands moving on my hips. He pulled me closer again. Sookie, it is late. I need to rest but will you join me in my room?
The thought of joining Eric in his bedroom was great. I had already moved from first to third based with one kiss. Of course, if you want me to, I said. Eric placed his hands underneath me and whisked me up the stairs at Viking speed. When we arrived upstairs, in front of Eric's room there was a pair huge wooden doors. The doors handles and hinges were not modern at all. They looked like something out of ancient "Sweden". I was expecting Odin or Thor to open the doors for us. Perhaps like his Viking days I said to myself. He pushed the two huge doors open with his foot. And slowly placed me down on the floor once inside. The room was huge and very dark. It was lit by several candles around the room. In the corner was a huge fireplace that was all ablaze. The room smelled heavy with the scent of wood smoke, Eric's cologne and oldness. The bed was laid with animals pelts of all kinds. OK, this is not what I had imagined Eric's bedroom to look like.Eric was so modern. The modern day entrepreneur who used voice mails and text messaged his underlings. I imagined something more modern in the lines of IKEA. Sleek and modern with a touch of color.
This room was so ancient. Eric looked down at me and smiled. Sookie, no one has every been in this room. I do not share this part of my life with anyone. I felt honored that Eric trusted me enough to show me this side of his life. I looked again at the center of the room there was a large round oak table in the middle. There was a large sword and shield laying across it. I walked over slowly and placed my hand on the sword. The metal was sharp and shiny. As I inspected the handle, it was engraved with beautiful symbols that had no meaning to me. The leather on the handle was well worn from years of battle, I assumed. As I looked more closely, they appeared to be Eric initials but not in modern day writing. I looked at Eric and he picked up the sword proudly. This was mine before I became a vampire. When Godric, made me I was wounded. I was able to take only a few possessions with me before I left Sweden. I never saw my family and never looked back. I stared Eric and thought he had a family? That's more than I knew a couple of days ago.Eric replaced the sword on the table and walked slowly over to a chair near the fireplace. There was only one chair by the fire place. Below was a beautiful hand woven rug and another rug made from a bear pelt. The head was very scary looking. I placed my hands on the sword and tried to pick it up.It was so heavy that I could barely lift it off of the table. I slowly placed it back into is rightful place. I could see that the room had not been dusted like the rest of the house.It was actually kind of dusty and messy. Eric was telling the truth. No one had been in this room but him. As I looked more closely, I could see piles of old leather books and volumes of journals and all sorts of paper work. I concentrated very hard but did not hear any thoughts from the Viking. It's heavy isn't it Sookie/ Yes, I can barely pick it up Eric. Yes, and its so large too. As I started to turn around , Eric was standing right next to me. He was staring at me with those beautiful blue eyes. His hair was not combed and I carefully placed a piece behind his ear. Sookie, I need to rest now. Let's go to bed. Bed? Are you tired? Yes, its day time and I need my rest. Eric moved towards the bed and took off his robe and underwear. The man had a butt that would kill anyone. As I stood staring for who knows how long. Do you have night clothes Eric? No, Sookie. I have never worn clothes to bed. In the 1000 yrs I have been on this planet, I never worn anything. I chuckled to myself as I saw a visual of Eric in plaid pajamas. No, I don't suppose you do. Eric motioned to the bed and I walked around to the same side he was laying on. He patted the top and pulled back the covers. Eric, you want me to sleep with you? Well no, Sookie. I want you to make love with you. You are special to me. Yes, I know Eric. But you are going to be asleep for a very long time. Not as long as you think. First things first Sookie. Eric pulled me on top of him. I was the straddling Viking. Looking down from my perch I had a great view of that chest and shoulders. I could feel the desire coursing down Eric's fingers and into my very being. I pulled the bedsheets over the top and smiled. Sookie don't do that. Eric ripped the sheets from my hands so he could see all of me and I could definitely see all of him. I'm not that tired yet, Eric said. Eric was kneeling on the bed and pulled me over to him. The sight of Eric made me more aroused than I had imagined. I could feel the gracious plenty up my backside and I yelled out in pleasure. Are you alright Sookie? Oh, yes. As I tried to catch my breath and composure. Eric had surprised me with the rear attack. He slowly withdrew again and pushed even deeper this time. This is new for you isn't it Sookie. I couldn't even answer.His phallus was so large I don't know how he found any room to move it up my backside. My voice could not speak. I was sitting on the pole of pleasure and I was having a great time. He picked me up again and slowly lowered my rear. With each stroke I could sense the pleasure that was arising in Eric. He kissed my back and his hands had reached around to my front.He had located the center of my pleasure. It felt so good that I had forgotten about Bon Temps, Jason and Sam. Even if it was only for a short time. I started to say something but before I could utter anything, Eric had moved us. He pulled at me roughly to the edge of the bed and continued to massage all parts of me. As he slowly withdrew, he entered other areas that had not been explored tonight. The room as very dark now but I could see Eric glowing in the fire light.
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The candles had long since gone out. The sword on the table was no longer shining. It was just Eric and I making love. The animal furs felt great against my rear. They were so soft and comforting. Something from a bygone era that had great meaning to Eric. I enjoyed the feeling of being cradled by Eric. He slowly moved his hands up to my stomach and started to kiss my pelvis and chest. His eyes glanced up as he started to maneuver his tongue up into my wet areas. The smile on his face was priceless as I looked down my torso. He snuggled his face against my thigh and teased me with a kiss. His hands were busy holding my rear as he moved up and down my body. Eric, I think..As I yelled, I was already on the edge of coming. I think its my turn now. Eric left his snack for a moment and started to climb into bed with me. I lowered myself in the bed. Eric was already starting to drift off. I could tell he was really tired from the days events. I placed his penis into my mouth and swallowed as hard as I could. I will admit I could not fit everything but I was going to die trying. Slowly I moved it back out and in again. Eric was starting to respond to my efforts. He let out and outrageous scream and spoke in a language that I was not yet familiar with. He enjoyed what I was doing. He started to get up but I pushed him back down against the bed. He laughed and said, not done with your snack yet? My mouth was too full to speak but nodded as best I could with my head. He laughed and laid his head back down on his pillow.He arched his back each time I stroked him with my tongue and mouth. He continued to moan as I was finishing up. He was about ready to come. How does that feel Eric? Great. He grabbed me by the wrist and yanked me on top again. He was about to climax and I was about to again. The rush of the moment brought me even closer to the Viking. I looked down at him as he stared at my chest. He placed his hands on my breasts and said, these are the most perfect pair I have ever seen. I smiled but was becoming concerned about Eric. You don't look very good.You are very pale. Eric you need to rest or the bleeds are going to start. I know. But I wanted to make love with you again. Sookie. I climbed out of the bed and looked around the room. I needed to wash up a bit. There was a wash basin and pitcher sitting on a small table near Eric's bed. It was so old fashioned. Like something you would have seen two hundred year's ago. I loved it. After seeing how Eric lived here in New Orleans. This was so Eric. I took the towel and dipped it into the water. I washed my face and chest as best I could. I climbed into bed but Eric had already dozed off. I pulled the animal furs around his waist and chest. I started to leave for my bedroom but Eric called for me.Sookie, don't go. Stay here. I returned to Eric's bed fulfilled again. Another satisfying night with my Viking Vampire God.
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