Dead on New Years Chapter 17

I woke up and discovered we were in a parking garage underground. I shook my head a little and looked at Eric, “I fell asleep?”

He just smirked, “You closed your eyes because you didn’t want to see how fast everything was flying by as I drove.”

A man dressed in black from head to toe opened my door and helped me out of the car. I swiveled my legs out first just like Pam and Ellsey had taught me, so I didn’t flash anyone like Lindsay Lohan, and stepped carefully in my new stiletto heals. Eric had been busy at the bar for the last week getting things ready for our absence and dealing with the New Orleans vamps to get ready for Felipe’s arrival. Pam and Ellsey had acted as my personal wardrobe consultants and had sent me on shopping trips during the day so they could critique my purchases each night. It was like my own personal episode of “What Not to Wear,” hosted by a soccer mom/latex queen and a lingerie store owner. Eric had been quite impressed with their make-over on me and I was a little afraid we wouldn’t make it out of the house when I stepped into the living room this evening.

We entered the lobby and I hung back a little while he went to register us at the front desk. As I waited I took in the goth décor and the array of people waiting in the lobby - Supes, vamps, humans and a few people who must have been the same type of being as Dr. Ludwig, although I still wasn’t sure what that was. I didn’t see anyone I knew, even though Bill, Chan, Ellsey and several other vamps I knew were planning to come over for the events. Suddenly I realized that someone was watching me, I knew it was a vamp because I couldn’t hear a thing, but I felt the eyes boring into me. Eric was still charming the girl at the front desk when I realized that a tall vamp dressed in a very expensive suit was mesmerized and beginning to walk across the lobby towards me. I was nervous but didn’t want to cause a scene, so I tried to pretend I didn’t see him coming. When he stood directly in front of me, he cocked his head and took a huge sniff of the air around us, sighing as he exhaled. OH SHIT.

Eric arrived just as the man reached to take my hand. He stepped in between us and glanced at the man and then laughed, “Seamus. I see you’ve sniffed out Sookie.”

The man seemed to snap out of it and glanced at Eric. He made a huffing noise and looked at me again for a second and then back at Eric saying, “I should have known.” He purposefully took my hand and kissed the back of it, “You and I will need to speak later.” He winked at me and walked away.

“Umm, what just happened?”

“That was Seamus, he….it’s a long story. But he is right, you will want to speak to him this weekend.”

“Okay, strange. He smelled me though, so am I sending off a smell to attract all of the vampires?”

“No, I think you are still alright. Seamus is a special case. You and I have been exchanging blood regularly, so hopefully you mostly smell like me.” He glanced around, “Come lover, let’s go to our rooms. They are bringing our bags up.”

We walked to the elevator and I heard Eric start thinking about the elevator in Vegas. I started to breathe a little quicker and felt myself getting hot and wet. We stepped through the door and both realized there was an elevator operator inside that would be riding with us. Damn, Eric thought. He stood behind me and I could feel his arousal. I was licking my lips and already imagining the feel of him inside of me.

We made it into the room before Eric got his pants open. He pushed me back against the door, spinning me around so my face was pressing against the emergency exit instructions. It would have been funny if I hadn’t wanted him so badly. Pressed against the door like that there was not much I could do but let him have his way with me. My skirt was around my waist and my underwear flying across the room in an instant. I could feel him pressing against my back as he spread his legs to even our heights. I pushed back against him with my butt and he ran two fingers through my wet folds. I whimpered and he spread my legs and speared into me. One hand came up under my shirt and he was assaulting my nipples and breasts as he pounded from me from behind. “Oh God, Eric. Yes, ohmygod, fuck me. Oh, yes, oh…” His hand moved from my breast to press against my clit and I came in spasms. If I thought he was pounding into me before, my orgasm seemed to send him into another gear. After a minute or so I could feel the heat building again and he leaned forward to bite my neck and we both came.

I was still breathing hard when he carried me to the bed. He pulled my skirt off and moved to take his pants the rest of the way off. I got my shirt and bra off and went to remove my shoes when he growled, “Leave them. Get on the bed. Now.”

I did as I was told. I didn’t usually like to be ordered around, but he knew that I was more inclined to let it slide when sex with him was involved. He stood over me and ran a hand down the length of my side as if contemplating what he was going to do to me. His fangs were still down and his eyes were glazed over with desire. He grabbed the sheet and tore two long strips from it. Before I knew it one arm was tied to the bedpost and he was working on the other one. I was a little nervous, but I knew deep down he wouldn’t do anything to hurt me. As soon as he was finished with the second knot I was aware of how vulnerable I felt. I was in nothing but black stiletto heels, laid out like a buffet for him. He must have heard that thought, because the next thing I knew he was between my legs, lifting my hips and leaning forward to rub his face across my stomach and down to my very center.

I could not have imagined the power of the desire to put my hands in his hair. With my hands tied I was overcome with thoughts over everything I wanted to use my hands for. I arched my back and spread my legs to give him more access. He paused what he was doing and looked me in the eye. Sternly he said, “Do not move.” I moaned a little and he continued to look at me, placing a hand on my stomach, “If you move, I am finished. Do you hear me?”

I almost nodded my head, but caught myself. “Yes,” I managed to say.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Very well,” he said and returned his attentions to my wet heat. He ran his tongue the length of my folds over and over. He moved with vampire speed, using his tongue to lap up my wetness and his fingers flicking across my clit while occasionally plunging his tongue into me, making me gasp. I was mumbling incoherently. I wished that he had tied my legs as well because I was having a hard time concentrating on not moving them. Eric laughed at that thought and asked if I wanted him to stop.

“If you stop I will kill you.” Of course, that backfired on me and made him stop. He pulled slowly himself up my body, rubbing himself against me the whole way. He moved to kiss my mouth and then simply licked across my lips. He began kissing my neck and licking my breasts. His shaft was teasing my thigh and I thought I was going to burst into flames.

“You can move now lover, but I won’t be untying you for a while.” I arched my back and used my stilettos to brace against the bed. He laughed as I moved my hips against him, pushing myself closer to the edge. He inserted just the head of himself into me and met my eyes before he thrust completely in. He kissed me, setting his tongue to the hard and fast pace of his hips and it didn’t take long before I was ready to come. As I arched my back as far as I could and stopped grinding against him for release, Eric slowed himself to an agonizing pace and strung me along. I began moving my hips again, forcing myself up to meet him trying to speed things up again. “Lover, do you want me to go faster? What do you want?” he said, enjoying torturing me.

“Faster yes, oh god, faster please.” And because he could, he began moving at a pace no human man could even dream of. Within seconds I was having the most amazing orgasm. I could feel my muscles clenching and drawing him into me. It went on for what seemed like forever and he was growling and staring into my eyes. He leaned down and bit my breast and plunged into me with all of his power. He was making a roaring sound in my ear and I felt him coming, shooting straight to my core. I either came again, or the first orgasm caught a second wave, and I screamed. When I realized what was going on he had already licked my wounds clean on my breast and was reaching up to untie my wrists.

I cleared my throat and tried to stretch a little, “You didn’t kill me did you?” He looked at me strangely, “Because I can’t feel most of my body.”

He smiled and untied my other wrist. I managed to put my arms around him, but it was quite clumsy. He began rubbing my arms, “No lover, you’re not dead, you’re not even undead.”

“That’s good,” I murmured, eyes beginning to close.
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The phone was ringing beside the bed, after 3 rings when Eric didn’t answer it I realized I was alone. I grabbed the phone and managed a groggy hello. “Lover, you have 2 hours to get ready for Felipe’s reception.”

“Reception. 2 hours.”

“Yes. You will want to call room service because there will not be human food available.”

I was starting to fully wake up. “Reception, 2 hours, food.” I cleared my throat again, “Where are you?”

He laughed, “I’m in the lobby. I met with Felipe and am getting ready to take him to Victor’s old compound to inspect the security around Booker. Can you meet me in the front lobby in 2 hours?”

“Yeah. I’ll meet you there.”

“Good lover, I cannot wait to see what outfit Pam and Ellsey selected for this event. Oh – and Sookie, if you leave the room you must bring you keycard with you, even if you are coming to meet me. The hotel is very strict about only allowing guests only in certain areas.”

I was finally awake, so I said, “Right. Reception, 2 hours, food, key. Anything else?”

With all seriousness, he said, “Do not wear any underwear.”

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When I got to the lobby I didn’t see Eric anywhere, but I saw Ellsey and she immediately pulled me into the ladies room. “Sookie, I don’t know how you do it…”

“Do what?”

“You either look like the girl next door or a hooker. You cannot seem to find the middle ground when it comes to cosmetics.” I was a little embarrassed, but she was too quick for me to stop and was already wiping off my lipstick and moving for my eyelids. I don’t know how she had all of the supplies in her purse that she needed, and I certainly don’t know how she fixed everything in 2 minutes flat, but I did look a lot better. She was mumbling to herself that we were going to have to have make-up lessons when we got back to Shreveport. She looked me up and down and seemed otherwise satisfied. I was wearing a long black satin floor length straight skirt with a corseted top of red satin overlaid with black lace. It was sexy and appropriate, but still Sookie.

Eric was in the lobby when we came out of the restroom and he smiled at my outfit. When he saw my bare skin through the corset laces in the back I felt his reaction against my hip. I raised my eyebrow at him and took his arm to head into the large ballroom. Even though this weekend would culminate in a trial, Felipe was taking every opportunity to flaunt his status as King and enjoy some southern hospitality. Eric reminded me not to speak to Felipe unless spoken to, although he expected that at some point the King would come speak to me. The crowd seemed very lively and there was a head table set up for Felipe to lord over his minions. It was very odd since he was sitting there by himself and there were no other chairs on the dais with him, just security guards and a velvet rope. Eric mentally shushed me, as if I would have said anything out loud, and directed us to our table.

The evening was full of speeches. Felipe had invited a representative from every Area in the State and several Sherriff’s from bordering Areas attended as well. Oddly, the human Governor of Louisiana had come to welcome the King and reach out an olive branch to the Vamps of the State. I was beginning to yawn when the music began. Eric led me to the dance floor and began to spin me around to an old fashioned love song. When the song finished I noticed that one of Felipe’s body guards was waiting for us. Sure enough, he stepped to Eric’s side and said, “The King requests your presence Northman.”

We went over the Felipe’s table and waited, basically in a line, to speak with him. Eventually he glanced at me and rudely told Eric I was not needed. Sigh. Eric tightened his grip on my arm before I said something and quietly told me he would meet me in the lobby bar. “As you wish,” I said with a nod of my head; knowing Eric would recognize it as a quote from the “Princess Bride” and not a sign of my acquiescence.

Luckily since the hotel served humans and supes as well as vamps, I was able to get a gin and tonic in the bar while I waited. Ellsey wandered in and sat next to me, splurging on some imported blood and telling me funny stories about anyone she recognized. Suddenly I felt like I was being watched again, but when I found Seamus in the crowd he was narrowing in on Ellsey, walking towards her, their eyes locked. He was black Irish, with dark hair and eyes on top of a body that would not quit. Whatever was going on with him and Ellsey was an odd, slow-motion kind of situation, but I couldn’t turn away from watching. As he brought her hand to his lips I cleared my throat, “Seamus.”

Ellsey laughed and pulled back, “He gets me every time!” she said, slapping at his hand.

“Sookie, it is not nice to ruin the moment when a man is moving in to seduce a beautiful woman.” He reached for Ellsey’s hand again and kissed the back of it.

I looked between them, “What is going on here?”

Ellsey grinned, “You don’t know Seaums? Oh, you two HAVE to talk!” She kept smiling and walked away, leaving me more confused.

“Why do I have to talk to you, Mr.----?”

“Flynn, Seamus Flynn. I suppose you and I need to talk, because I used to be you.”

“You used to be a blond waitress? Really?”

He barked a laugh, “No child, I used to be a quarter fae in love with a vampire.”

“What? You’re like me? Why didn’t anyone tell me?!”

“I said I used to be you. If you haven’t noticed, I’m a vampire now.”

“OH! How did that happen?”

“Really, Sookie?”

“No – I mean, I got the impression that I don’t have to turn. I mean, I…” I’m sure I looked totally confused. I couldn’t believe there was someone out there like me! I didn’t know how much I could tell him and I was just struggling to process everything.

He laughed again and sat down next to me at the bar. “I’m assuming several things about you. One, that you are bonded to the Viking and two, that you are probably soul-mates. I’m also going to guess that you are part of a Royal family, based on the fae smell. Am I close?”

I tried not to confirm anything, but asked why he would make those assumptions about Eric. He sniffed a little, “Because nothing less would have pulled that one into a relationship. He has been wandering for centuries, a King without his Queen. When I heard he had fallen, I knew it was for eternity. But as I said, it’s just a guess. So if I am correct, you will not need to be turned. You’re right about that. It doesn’t mean your life together will be easy by any means.”

I smiled, “You sound like Eric.”

“That’s a compliment, to be sure. See, my case was different. The vampire I loved was not my soul-mate. To ensure eternity together, I asked her to turn me.”

“Oh, I see. Is she here?”

“I haven’t seen her in decades.”

“Oh. That can’t be good.”

He cocked his head a little, “I think it’s for the best really. No one warned me that vampire couples find it very difficult to stay together. In the long run we were much happier apart than together. And now as part fae and vampire, I lead the most amazing bachelors’ life.”

He signaled the bartender to get me another drink and sighed. “What do you know about your family?”

“Not enough.”

“You’re good,” he said with a head shake. “You’ve picked up a lot from him. Anyway, your family is not entirely trustworthy and will have a hard time with your union with the Viking.”

“And this is based on my scent?”

“No, this is based on the fact that your great Grandfather is a piece of work.”

“So you know who I am?”

“Yeah, I heard about you, but I didn’t connect you with Eric’s woman until today. Plus, you smell so much like Claude and Claudine it isn’t funny. Anyway, I heard through the grapevine that they were going to start training you. If you ever need help, or you have questions about the fae world, give me a shout.”

As he finished speaking I felt Eric’s cool hand on my back. “Seamus, you’re not filling her with lies are you?”

“Ah... Viking, why would I do such a thing?”

“Because you already figured out you can not seduce her.”

“Quite true, but her friend Ellsey and I go way back. I think I shall keep her busy this weekend.” He grinned and stood and took my hand. “It has been a pleasure. I meant what I said, if you need any advice or help in terms of the fae, call me.” He kissed the back of my hand and walked off.

“So lover, you met the vampire Don Juan.”

“Yes. He was, interesting. Where’ve you been? What did Felipe need?”

“He wanted to finalize plans for tomorrow evening. Trey and Simon have everything in order, but the King felt it needed my stamp of approval as well.”

I finished my drink and smiled, “Are we done tonight?”

“Yes lover, let’s go upstairs. We need to talk about the plans for tomorrow evening, and then I need to get you out of those clothes.”