A Thousand Years

Epilogue

A year had passed. Three hundred and sixty five days had passed since the night she had called for him in her sleep and he had returned to find his little broken fairy. Sitting on the front porch watching the sun go down, she felt the warmth of it slip slowly down her skin as it descended in the sky. Crossing and uncrossing her legs, anticipation flooded her as it did every night when she knew Eric would soon awaken. She wondered if it would ever fade, the feeling she got when she looked up and into his eyes. His blues eyes made her feel like the first breath you gasp for after surfacing from the depths of an ocean. His cold, solid body was where she found solace at night. When he kissed her, it felt like coming home.

If she were to be changed, she knew with him as her protector that they would live centuries. Would she tire of any way that he made her feel in that time? Somewhere deep within her she knew she could. They would argue, fight, maybe even run away from each other for a time. But there was something about him, some part of him that had connected with her very soul. She was going to love this godforsaken man until she was wiped from this earth.

Having been lost in thought, Sookie didn't hear his approach until the white screen door slammed back into place. She turned to see him as he stretched his long pale body in the fading light of twilight. His creamy skin caught the barely new light of the moon off every angle of him, from his blonde hair down every muscle and ripple of his body. Early evening had quickly become her new favorite time because of this. He still looked so innocent when he awoke from sleep. Childish even, like the man she found lost on the side of the road not so very long ago.

He turned to see her sitting in a rocker, placed next to a slightly larger one that otherwise appeared identical. Sauntering over, he slid into the larger of the two chairs and smiled as he slid his eyes up to meet hers. She was dressed in a pale blue nightie that left nothing to the imagination, her legs crossed tightly as her eyes met his.

"Well good evening to me…"

Rolling her eyes, she had to stifle a smile as his eyes raked over her exposed body. She had slept in nighties similar to this for years, simply because the goddamn state of Louisiana was too damn hot. Except now, even in an old nightie he made her feel like she was dressed to walk a red carpet. What this man did to her.

"Did you sleep well?"

"I did until around 7, after that, I couldn't seem to sleep."

It had become a bit of a sarcastic routine between the two. Eric, over the past year, had made it blatantly clear that sleeping next to her was the first thing that had brought him peace in a very long time. He slept best when he slept with her.

Smiling, she stood and walked over to give him a light kiss.

"Did someone lose their teddy bear?"

"Cute. Real cute."

She laughed as she walked back in the house, feeling him follow her as she started a pot of coffee, and heated him a Tru Blood. Spinning her around, Eric kissed her deeply as he heard the hiss of coffee start to flow into the pot. Lifting her onto the counter, he grabbed her hips to pull her flush against him. Moving away from her mouth and down past her gorgeous neck, Eric continued his trail of kisses as his hands slid beneath the pale blue flimsy material in his hands. Although he could've simply ripped it from her, he knew she liked this one. Sliding it over her head, he stepped back several feet to look at his debauched lover.

Her blonde hair fell in gorgeous waves down her body, and her tanned delicious skin was no longer stretched thin over an unhealthy girl. She began to eat again, her frame had filled back out, her curves still made him salivate. Having not worn panties under her nightie after last night's activities, she sat naked for his viewing pleasure on their kitchen counter, ready for whatever he brought next. He could do nothing but groan.

"You will be the end of me Sookie Stackhouse."

Sliding from the counter, she was not the girl from a year ago. Her confidence as she strode toward him had him swallowing with eagerness for whatever she had running through her head. Finally reaching him, she looked up at him from underneath her eyelashes and smirked.

"You couldn't possibly think of something else to do other than stare?"

Moving lighting fast, she was up and in his arms and draped over the kitchen table before she even blinked. Her legs were slung over his hips as she pushed down his shorts with her feet. She didn't know her body could ever respond to someone as it did to Eric. The mere thought of sex had her wet and ready for him, knowing his pulsing thickness would be doing the same. She wanted him, craved him, worse than any high that she had ever chased. Pushing him back into a chair with her feet, she slid forward and down onto his ready erection, sliding her feet around the legs of the chair for leverage. Cradling her face in his hands, Eric leaned forward to kiss her as their rhythm fell into place.

Rocking her hips, Sookie could feel him deep inside of her, allowing her to take control. She groaned as he slid cold fingers to brush against her clit, her first orgasm closer than she thought as he feverishly rubbed her in time with the thrusts into her body. Groaning, she felt her muscles clamp down onto him and a growl pass his lips as he felt it too. Picking her up, he laid her back onto the table as he continued plunging into her wet heat. His mouth seemed like magic as he took each of her nipples into his mouth, each brushing against the canine that had descended in his mouth. He held onto her hips as he pulled out of her, dropping on his knees to feast on her body. Pulling her legs over his shoulders, he used his canines to nibble on her lips, sliding his tongue deep inside of her as his thumb swiped her clit yet again. He loved to watch her hips bow off the table in pleasure, a mantra of "Oh please, god yes, Eric, please…" escaping from her every moment.

He knew she was close to coming again, her legs beginning to shake, her moans and pleas becoming louder. He pulled away from her and stood, the look on her face desperate for release as he thrust back into her. Crying out Sookie held on, knowing if she held off her orgasm that she and Eric would come together. Knowing what would drive him crazy, she pulled him down to kiss him before whispering in his ear.

"I love that I can taste myself on your lips, now come with me."

Groaning, Eric felt his hips go into overdrive, slamming into her tight little body as she begged for him. His head found the crook of her neck as he came with her, her body clamped down onto his now softening dick.

Giggling softly, he looked up to see Sookie with a cat that got the canary grin on her face. Slightly confused he quirked an eyebrow at her as he felt her hands running softly through his hair.

"That was the BEST beginning to an anniversary that I've ever had. Think you'll be able to top it over the next thousand years?"

Chuckling softly, he picked her up in his arms and kissed her again.

"Just give me the next thousand years to try."

Ok….this is definitely the end, but I did promise a lemony end and I couldn't not do it!

Thank you for sticking around till the end!

Xoxoxo

Piercedstarling