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

Epilogue

THREE AND ½ YEARS LATER:

Once the world found out about Eric and Tara's son, Alexander, being the only living dhampir in existence, they were bombarded with reporters, threats from radical anti-vampire hate groups, government officials, and opportunists looking to cash in on their son's unique bloodline and unknown abilities. Fortunate for them, Roman, being a man of his word, and in exchange for Eric and Tara's assistance in helping further the Vampire Authority's campaign for human/vampire co-existence, used his massive resources to protect them.

The decision to accept Roman's help was not without sacrifice. They were forced to leave all their family and friends behind. For the past three years, the Northmans have been living in seclusion on Eric's family farm in Öland, Switzerland. Roman spared no expense in having Eric's ancestral homelands converted into a fully guarded compound, grander than anything Tara had ever seen. However, she soon realized why Pam hated Eric's family farm so much. No matter how grand her new home was, Tara felt like a prisoner behind its walls. She longed for Alexander to finally have some normalcy in his life. To grow up knowing his extended family, and having playmates his age. After months of squabbling and ultimatums, Tara has finally convinced Eric to move them back to her hometown in Bon Temps.

MOVING DAY

The shrill sound of an alarm buzzer rang. Eric cracked one eye open and stared at the bright red numbers that seemed to float in the dark like magic. The numbers blinked 7:05 am. After three and a half years of being a quasi-human, he still wasn't used to getting up this early. He waved his hand in front of the numbers until the alarm went silent. The body next to him stirred but didn't fully awaken.

Smiling to himself, Eric turned on his side and wrapped one arm around his wife's slender waist. He nuzzled under her ear, inhaling her scent. The warmth of her body seeped into his bones. She always felt like a furnace first thing in the morning. He slid his hand between her thighs and under the lace hem of her nightie. She was bear underneath, exactly as he wanted her.

Tara moaned, wiggling her rear against his pelvis. He rubbed the short, crinkly curls covering her sex then dipped his fingers between the fleshy folds to find the treasure hidden there. Stroking in small circles, he elicited another moan from her.

She arched her back and angled her ass upward slightly to give him better access. Her hand reached back to cup the side of his face and skim over the closely shaven hairs on the back of his head.

"Morning," Tara whispered.

"Morning," he answered back in his own sleep roughened voice. His hand moved from between her legs to caress a satin covered breast, squeezing it gently. She made a sharp intake of breath as he slid his other hand between their bodies to stroke his thickening cock up and down against the crevice of her ass.

Eric found one of the best things about being human again, was morning woodies. And there was nothing better than waking up to morning sex, something that Tara thoroughly enjoyed as much as he did. He planted a kiss against the nape of her neck and positioned himself at her entrance. His cock stiffened more, feeling how wet she already was for him. He tightened his cheeks and pushed upward, sucking in a breath as her warmth welcomed him in.

"Knulla!" he hissed. "You're so hot."

"Mmmm...So are you."

He heard the smile in her voice and felt his own grin emerging.

"Tell me. How do you want it, Tara?"

She sighed languorously. "Hard... and fast. Something to wake me up and get my juices flowing."

"Good. That's exactly what I want too."

He rotated hips before giving her a hard thrust.

"Oooh...yes...like that."