True Intentions
Chapter 1
Sookie Stackhouse sat on the edge of her bed, wondering just
when it was she'd fallen in love with the Sheriff of Area 5. Her mind raced, her
heart pounded in her chest and she sighed deeply. This just couldn't be
happening to her she thought over and over. She was engaged to Bill Compton,
best known as Vampire Bill around Bon Temps and she loved him with all of her
heart.
But, Eric Northman seemed to fill her dreams, her thoughts, and her fantasies.
She couldn't escape him. Standing, the pretty blonde telepath paced the room
trying to remove the tall Viking Vampire from her thoughts.
Her mind flashed back to the previous night and the kiss that had shaken her to
her very core. She could still feel the iciness of his pale skin beneath her
fingertips. The way he kissed her was so different than the way Bill did. Eric's
kiss was primal and animalistic in nature. There was nothing soft about this
vampire. His touch was not loving. Eric Northman was all sex and blood wrapped
up into the sexiest package imaginable.
Shaking her head, Sookie reprimanded herself. “Get it together Sookie, this
can't happen. You're engaged to Bill and you love him.” She spoke aloud to
herself not really caring if her roommate and best friend Tara Thornton heard.
Sookie was way past caring what others thought about her involvement with
vampires.
She'd grown up the misfit child in town because of her
disability. Sookie discovered at an early age that she could hear the thoughts
of those around her and soon learned that everyone considered her a freak. She'd
given up trying to be something she wasn't at a very young age and kept to
herself with the exception of Tara and Jason.
Now she listened in the silence to see if she could pick up the noise from
Tara's brain in the house and frowned when she only found silence. It was still
early and Tara obviously hadn't come home last night. Thankfully it was past
dawn, so Sookie knew there were no vampires in her home. Vampires were the one
being she couldn't hear. Their thoughts showed up as blank spaces in time. She
could sense them, but only on occasion could she pick up a stray thought, and
she sure wasn't going to let any of them know that she could hear even that.
Sookie kept as much secret from the vampires as she could. They already knew far
too much about her disability and life. She pushed the thought from her mind and
crossed to the dresser, pulling out her favorite white bikini. Stripping and
putting it on along with some sunscreen, she headed out into the morning sun to
try to enjoy her day off.
Two hours later her mind wandered back to Eric. They'd been at Fangtasia,
arguing as usual, when he just reached out and pinned her to him, kissing her
with more passion than she'd ever felt before. She hadn't struggled or fought
him off. In truth she wanted him. She wanted to know what he looked like beneath
his clothes, to feel his fangs on her inner thigh. She shivered despite the 98
degree Louisiana day. She could almost feel his hands on her hips as he slid her
down on his manhood. Her body responding to his every need, his fingers brushing
against her nipples as he caressed her.
She thanked God above that she lived so far off the road as she ran a hand into
the bottoms of her bikini. Finding herself wet and throbbing with need, she
began to stroke herself.
*****
Eric's eyes popped open inside his light tight, and the smirk
quickly formed as he felt her desire. He'd felt it before but always in
combination with Bill. He growled loudly at the thought and turned his focus
back to Sookie. He could feel the heat building through her body, he could
almost smell the sun on her skin and cursed himself for not strengthening the
bond they shared. He wanted to feel her release, her every emotion. Eric
Northman wanted to know every single detail about this human that he couldn't
get out of his system.
It wasn't that he had a right to feel these things, but Eric never relied on
rights. He took what he wanted and he wanted Sookie Stackhouse. Never mind that
she was bonded to Bill Compton, that really didn't matter to the Sheriff. No one
denied Eric when he really wanted something. Sooner or later he knew that Sookie
would give in.
He could almost feel her warm, soft body beneath him. Her kisses warmed him, her
blood called to him. He had no explanation for what was happening between them.
All he knew was he wanted that human more than he'd wanted anyone in over a
thousand years. She would be his. And soon.
To Be Continued......
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