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Over the Moon: Chapter 3

Rene appeared, opened the closet door, and roughly yanked me to my feet. I started to try and reason with him. I lied and told him that the police knew where I was, but he only said, “Then I’d better hurry.” He carried me outside to the woods behind his house and sat me on the ground, my hands and feet still tied. Then I watched in horror as he picked up a shovel that stood against a tree and began digging a hole. I wept silently as Rene worked and I thought of all the things that I’d never get to do with my life. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the images in Rene’s brain of my lifeless body in that deepening hole. As he dug, the sun went down and the woods grew dark.

I kept my eyes closed, trying to concentrate on Eric, the faces of my friends, Jason. I heard the steady rhythm of Rene’s shoveling. But suddenly the sound stopped and I opened my eyes. Rene was looking up into the trees, his face illuminated by the faintest moonlight. First he looked confused, and then horrified. I followed his gaze just in time to see Eric Northman descending from a tree down to the ground. It made no sense and I wondered if my mind had snapped from fear and I was hallucinating. Eric landed in front of Rene, reached out and bent Rene’s head to one side as Rene let out a yelp. And then Eric bit into Rene’s neck. Rene was screaming and flailing his arms, trying to hit Eric with the shovel. Eric’s posture was unfazed as he remained attached to Rene’s neck.

Soon, Rene stopped struggling and hung limply in Eric’s arms. I could see that he was dead, and there was blood running down the front of his shirt. Eric let go and Rene fell to the ground with a thump. Eric turned to face me and he had a mad look in his eyes and his mouth and chin were darkened with blood. I was terrified for a moment, but then his expression changed to one of concern as he knelt in front of me and began to untie my wrists.

“Are you okay? Did he harm you?”

I couldn’t answer, but just stared at him as his concentration shifted from my wrists to the ropes around my ankles. He began to examine my face and body and kept repeating the question, “Did he hurt you?” Finally, his eyes landed on mine and it kind of snapped me out of my stupor.

“No. I’m okay.”

He looked relieved and clutched me to his chest for a moment. Then he pulled back and looked closely at my face. The moonlight lit his clear blue eyes and the intensity of his stare was overwhelming. I was still in shock, obviously. Otherwise, I could never explain what I did next. I reached up and touched Eric’s bloody lips and opened my mouth. His mouth opened as well and for the briefest second, the moonlight glinted off of what looked like a sharp fang just as Eric’s lips pressed into mine. I closed my eyes and let the kiss take me away. The whole episode was surreal, impossible. I gave up and let my body have its way as I grabbed Eric’s hair and roughly kissed him back, tasting blood and tongue and just Eric. We were kissing passionately. I was pulling Eric’s hair as I spread my legs and pulled him into me. I felt the familiar hardness and moaned loudly, lowering my hands, clutching his body to mine. He was growling and pushing into me, licking and sucking my mouth, my tongue. Suddenly, it all hit me: I was about to have sex in the dirt with the man who’d just killed Rene. There was a dead body mere feet away from me and all I wanted to do was fuck this man who was on top of me. It was too much. My mind went into overload and suddenly I was laughing and crying at the same time and clutching Eric tighter and tighter. I felt like I was losing my grip on reality, but I didn’t care.

Eric’s body stiffened and he pulled away and looked down at me. I watched the lust on his face change to pity as he began to wipe away my tears. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. It’s too much for you, lover.” Too much? It was all too much. I closed my eyes and he held me to him. In the next instant, he was picking me up and carrying me back down to Rene’s house. He stopped and opened the back door, standing me just inside the kitchen. “Invite me in.”


“Invite me in.”

“Um…come in.” He picked me up again and I kept my eyes closed until I felt myself lying on a sofa. I looked up and saw Eric’s bloody face hovering over mine. His eyes traveled down to my wrists and he licked his thumb and rubbed the raw places where the ropes had burned into my flesh. Then he did the same to my ankles, whispering, “all better,” seemingly to himself.

I started to cry again and asked, “What happened?”

“Shhh. It’s okay. It’s all over now. Just relax. I’ll take care of everything.” His expression changed from gentle to intense and I felt a pressure behind my eyes. Eric’s eyes glowed as he stared deeply into mine and I was starting to feel like I was getting a headache.

“What are you doing? That kind of hurts.” His mouth opened as if he was going to answer me, but then it closed again and I felt the pressure building again behind my eyes. “Eric. Stop that. It feels weird.” Suddenly, the pressure stopped and Eric looked concerned and shocked. His eyes traveled over my face. His hands felt around my eyes and pressed into my temples.

Then he sat back and let out a deep breath and whispered, “What are you?”

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One thought on “Over the Moon: Chapter 3

  1. valady1 on said:

    Fascinating plot, and dare I say, not missing Bill at all.

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