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I grabbed Sookie`s hips and ground her into my body. The Ice Queen had pushed me onto her bed and was kissing me frantically. Second she was quite the footballer herself, winning the cup and the series numerous times. She was the little princes of the damned reporters who wanted to attract more female readers to the sports pages – and to give the horny men something pretty to look at. Of course that earned me quite a lot of extra training. No woman was as strong as she pretended to be and I wanted to get under that thick skin of hers and see what was there. And here I was, in her bed, turned on like I never had been before, and she was still in control. And I don`t go kissing any 60-year-old ladies either.” “Nice to know that you have some standards,” she spat at me. She grabbed my long hair, fisted it and pulled me down to her and kissed me. My jaw was down below my knees, or so it seemed, when she pulled back. My body had screamed in pain so many times because of Sookie`s barking out orders of yet another lap around the football field or 50 more push-ups. But my body had hijacked me and turned off my brain. “And manwhores bragging to other team-players are suicidal, okay? It took me a good five minutes to remember that I was Eric Northman, I was THE Eric Northman; football star and lover extraordinaire. First of all she was the sister of famous striker Jason Stackhouse, the son of a bitch who stole my spot on the national team and won international fame and fortune.Not that I needed that hand since I had no sword, but it did make me feel more imbalanced.
It`s not like you`re afraid of offending me.” “You would kiss anyone, Northman. Or that I enjoy their company.” “Manwhore,” she taunted, a small but far from gentle smile on her mouth. Sophie Anne was so gracious as to send it out just after I was hired.” And there my upper hand flew out the window. ” and with a shove, I was flat on her bed with surprise written all over my face.
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And thank you to Suki59 and Peppermintyrose for the classes in swearwords they`ve been giving me. ” She looked at me with amusement in her eyes, but it was no haha-amusement. We all dined together and the atmosphere was happy and light, but I was sitting on needles, waiting for us to go to our rooms – and for me to go to Sookie`s room. “I`m going to run a couple of kilometers and so should you.” “I ran fucking five kilometers yesterday.” “And you scored twice today.” “Yes, I fucking scored twice today and I would like to celebrate.” “We already celebrated tonight, Northman. *** Running downhill in a skirt is not easy – as I found out the hard way running towards the river, towards my brother and towards Tara who`d just injured – or hopefully killed – Felipe. I had been too busy running to see what Tara`s arrows had caused. The chaos on my side of the river was mirrored by the chaos on the other side.
Jason was my first self-appointed assignment as a coach and I had done brilliantly, if I may say so myself. He never gave me credit for any of it, of course, but I knew. I felt like a king and wanted her worship and I didn`t mind being naked when she did. *runs off to giggle* I admire Sookie for being able to say no. Plus it explains why football is frontpage news – as it is around here (and rightly so in my opinion. Sookie let go of my mouth and attacked my neck just below my ear. We lay there for a couple of minutes and then we suddenly remembered who we were in bed with. I`m usually a couple of chapters ahead on this story and now I barely managed to finish this chapter last night – giving Suki59 way too little time to beta. It has now been judged and I posted it a couple of days ago.