Never Say Never (True Blood Fanfic - Tara/Eric)

Chapter 8 - Heart of Anubis

Chapter 8 - The Heart of Anubis

Tara blinked, licked her lips, and swallowed nervously. This tiny chink in her otherwise impenetrable armor caused Eric's cock to twitch. His desire grew tenfold.

He traced a hand over her heated skin, memorizing every line and curve he touched; the rise and fall of her small breasts, the slope of her hallowed stomach, the way her hips flared out and tampered into slender, toned thighs.

He let his hand trail south of her navel. "Since this is my dream," he said, "I get to do to you whatever I want."

He threaded his fingers through the crinkly textured curls that covered her sex. It pleased him that she had not shaved entirely. He never understood this generation's obsession with wanting to look like prepubescent children. Eric enjoyed the texture, taste, and smell of woman's furry cunt; the way the small hairs tickled his nose and chin when he ate a woman out and how they brushed against his belly and cock when he drove deep inside a woman's heat. The feeling always intensified his pleasure.

His gaze returned to her face. "You, my dear, are a fucking goddess."

Tara stretched her arms over her head and quirked a cynical eyebrow. "If I'm such a damn goddess, then why ain't you on your knees worshipping me?"

Keeping his movements slow and deliberate, Eric pressed the heel of his palm against her clit. The wanton sound that drifted from her lips made him want to sink his fangs into her succulent flesh.

"I'm working up to it," he said, leering at her. "But first..."

He gently pinched the tiny nub then massaged it with his thumb. Her mouth formed an o and her eyes widen in surprise, as though this really were a dream and she couldn't believe it was happening.

"...there's another way I wish to worship you."

The scent of her arousal teased him mercilessly. He inserted one finger then another, pleased to find that her pussy was wet and greedy for his touch. He moved his fingers in and out, prepping her for the rough and thorough fucking he planned to give her.

Her shallow breath caught then hissed out between clenched teeth, ending in a throaty curse.

"Fuck. That feels...ah...."

Eric grinned, pulled out his fingers, and licked them clean. Tara's eyes glazed over with lust, following his every movement.

Delicious, he thought. Not even the taste of a mixed fairy's blood was as intoxicating as what he was feeling right now. She gasped when he forced three fingers inside her cunt, stretching her wider. He kissed her open mouth, swallowing her moan. Her hips tilted up and down, jerking against his hand.

He sensed her mind opening to him. If he took her now, the joining of their bodies would solidify his claim. She would become his in every sense of the word. Mind, body, and spirit. Despite his cock being hard enough to break two cinder blocks in half, he wasn't ready to take her fully just yet. He prided himself on discipline, especially when it came to sex. Over the years, he found that the longer he abstained from his own pleasure, almost to point of pain, the more thrilling and satisfying his release.

Tara arched her body against him, thrusting her round, pert breasts closer to his face. The dark areolas surrounding her erect nipples were a temptation he could not resist. He bent to draw one into his mouth, circling it with his tongue, and nibbling softly.