Into the darkness (an Eric Northman Fanfiction)

Nine

⚠️⚠️ warning!⚠️⚠️ 🔞🔞🔞
This chapter contains strong sexual content! VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! This chapter is for 18 and up! If you are under that age, and still decide to read it. Don't be a karen in the comments section.

I woke up to Eric sitting at the edge of the bed. He had seemed to be lost in thought. His blue eyes stared into the dark abyss that was his human life. He seemed to dream about it often. His father wanted him to act like a king rather than ...... what was it he said? Oh yes "spending the rest of your life between a womans legs".
"Are you going to say something or are you going to just stare at me?" He said as he turned his head and stared deep into my soul.
"You were deep in thought. I didn't want to interrupt." I lied quickly, but Eric knows all too well that I'm can't lie good. He let's it slide and lays back.
"You need not worry about your father....or Godric" might as well let the cat out of the bag I thought. Eric looked at me intensely like I pushed a button I shouldn't have pushed.
"I saw a few flashbacks in your head." I explained. Within milliseconds I was pushed against the wall with an angry viking on me. His veins were bulging, and he was practically breathing fire. "STOP LOOKING INSIDE MY HEAD!" He screamed. I'm not going to back down.
"Temper temper it's ok Eric your secret is safe with me." I pushed Eric off of me and headed to the kitchen. I fixed me up a bowl of blood sausages. I took a look at Eric and he looked defeated... he's use to me giving him a reaction, but this time I just didn't have to time to fight with him. He smirked like he had an idea. An awful idea. He walked to the kitchen where I was, and i did the most rational thing possible. I threw a sausage at him. It wasn't a big piece, but it was good enough for me. It hit him right on the chest.
"You're going to regret that." He said with lustful intentions. As soon as I tried to throw another sausage at him he turned me around and bent me over the kitchen island counter. He moved his skillful hand from my shoulders all the way down to me now wet pussy. His lips moved it's way to my ear and growled "You have been getting on my fucking nerves." He applies more pressure on my clit. I'm not going to let this fucking viking win. I arch my back a little giving him more access to my most vulnerable parts. He immediately stops and pushes himself off of me. "I want you to beg for me." He walked out of the kitchen and put on a shirt for the night.

I got myself together and jumped into the shower, not even giving acknowledging what nearly transpired in that kitchen. To be honest I just want to forget about the whole thing. I stayed in the shower until the hot water turned cold. I got out the shower, brushed my teeth, wrapped a towel around me, and walked out to the room.

It seemed like Eric left while I was in the shower. I sat down on the couch, and turned on the tv. I flipped through the channels until I found the adult section. I figured why not? I'm still hot from early. I picked a good flick to get me going. I moved my hands slowly to toward my wet woman hood. I started to stoke myself slowly. Then I started adding digits into my pussy. I start to speed up until I felt a knot in my stomach.

Then I felt someone else's hand. It was Eric's. I started to sit up, but Eric grabbed me by my ankles and pulled my back closer to him. He looked at me as if he was a wolf and I was just a mere sheep. Cattle. He buried his face between my legs, and honestly I didn't want to fight back this time. There was no defiance. There was just sexual tension that not only needed to be released, but embraced as well.

Then there were fireworks