Authors Note-
So here it is.. my first lemon. This is purely a chapter filled with smut and little dialogue just as an extra bonus for sticking with it so far. I'm dedicating this chapter to one of my reviewers 'Slytherins are better' since it's her birthday tomorrow. I should also point out that I personally read every single review you guys give me and cherish each one. I'm glad so many of you enjoy the story and I hope you continue to give it a chance. I will try and make this story as long as possible and keep in mind that I do have the makings of a sequel on my mind as well.

Thanks for reading!

Godric's POV

I had been going over the new flight plans for tomorrow evening with Eric when I felt a new more amplified version of lust and confidence in the bond I shared with Sookie.

After our encounter with King Lukas - for which I had received many phone calls that I took much pleasure in ignoring - I could hardly bare to be without Sookie.

I knew she had recognized my behavior as distant, and I regretted that deeply. However in reality I was constantly observing every detail, using whatever vampire instincts I could call on to look out for more danger. I felt a ferocity burning in my chest that I had not felt I first turned Eric. I would do anything for this young woman, and destroy anything that threatened her.

As she made her way into the bathroom with a Victoria's Secret bag I struggled to keep myself in check. An internal conflict between the gentlemanly side of me and the fierce vampire urge that was boiling in my body to claim and ravage Sookie was thrashing within me. As I smelled her arousal and felt her moan just slightly at the feeling of the carpet on her feet I knew I was done for. I turned to face her and my eyes had never seen such a beautiful specimen. Not in the last several hundred years have I allowed myself any physical pleasure and the woman before me had me ready to explode just by holding my hand. I crushed the phone that I had been using in my hand, unwilling to deal with its annoying deterrence any further. I vamped myself across the room to be in front of Sookie, to make sure this fantasy woman was real.

I reached out, my hand grazing her warm and beautifully soft skin. My fingertips could barely sense her pulse as it vibrated throughout her. She curled inward, her blood rushing to her face. I grew irrationally angered by her blood betraying me as it pooled in her warm flushed cheeks, and her body as it recoiled and tried to hide.

"Sookie. You are perfec. Do. Not. Shy away from me." I knew that my words were laced with authority and anger, but I also knew that I had no choice but to do everything my power to see and feel the woman in front of me.

As she looked into my eyes I knew that the lust that pooled in their chocolate depths was mirrored in my own. I could feel the electric and cosmic energies that were pulsing around us and I could nott shake the sense of rightness of the moment.

"Godric, I want you". Her simple declaration pulled me from my thoughts and forced me to act. In my mind I ran through all the fantasies I ever wished to fulfill and the beautiful creature in front of me was in every single one.

I kissed her, throwing everything I had claimed as myself into that kiss. I put all of the love, passion and tenacity I had felt in my quest for true love into that kiss, trying desperately to prove to her that she was my destiny - my soul mate. I would've been perfectly content to kiss Sookie till the ends of time to prove that very point, but I felt dizziness from her side of the bond and knew that she needed oxygen.

As I pulled away, I could feel my lips attempting to cling to the softness of Sookie's with an intense magnetic energy, but I knew that I would have to take my time to savour this perfect moment.

" want you too Sookie. And I usually get what I want" I was not used to playing the role of a seductive mate, but it felt natural to declare such things to Sookie. The same sexy smirk I had picked up from my child formed on my lips and for once in my life I was unable to find fault in how badly I wanted the more basic and carnal pleasures I intended to seek out tonight.

I kissed Sookie again, my fingers lacing through her golden blonde hair. I nibbled lightly on her lips, desperately seeking entrance to the heaven that lay inside her mouth. As she moaned lightly under my ministrations I took the opportunity to possessively claim her tongue with my own and taste her want for me in the most primal sense of the word. I quickly vamped us to the bed, uncaring of anything else in the world in that moment.

As we locked eyes again I got lost in the emotions that twirled themselves in the bands of chocolate and flecks of gold. Though clouded with lust, she still beamed happiness and excitement and I felt even more compelled to do whatever I could to loose myself in her - anything to keep the heaven that I had found with this goddess. She raked her fingers through my hair, her nails lightly scraping my scalp. I was so lost in my ecstasy that I began to purr, the vibrations in my sternum traveling through the thin layers of fabric that stood between our respective skins.

If there were any words either of us could have said in that moment, I'm sure they would've been lost on our lips. Both of us needing each other so desperately but relishing in the existence of such a force instead of trying to fight its nature. My movements became a blur as I ripped off her negligee and divested myself of clothes. As I felt the warm skin of her body against mine I knew that this is what my existence had been about.; I was made to be with Sookie Stackhouse.

My mouth quickly left hers to travel down her neck. Each inch of her skin I felt under my lips made me desperate for more, and I could feel the blood pulsating with want from within her. I ran my hands over her form, my nails possessively scratching her begging for even more contact. I kissed my way down her body, tasting the most beautiful hint of sunlight on her bronze skin. As I made it down to her center, I searched my mind for any word from any of the several languages I had come in contact with that could describe the perfection that lay before me.

As I tasted her sweet nectars I knew I would be addicted to them for the rest of my lifetime. Each drop of sweet wetness tasted like a miniature heaven in my mouth and I probed her folds seeking out more as a man seeks water in a desert. I felt Sookie as she mewled and moaned, raking her nails through my hair and pulling slightly as I explored her. One hand traveled up her body, clawing and fondling every inch I felt before me until I got to her beautiful breasts. The other gently spread her folds, allowing me to slip a finger inside of her. She pulsed around my finger, her body aching for more and as I probed her bond I felt how desperately she sought it.

I had never been so hard in my life, and my entire body cried out demanding I bury myself within her tight walls. As I added another finger I could feel her wetness double and triple, meanwhile her walls fluttering at the sensations I was administering. My fangs elongated the moment our contact started and by now they were itching for her sweet life-force just beneath the surface of her skin. I sucked lightly at her inner thigh, and as the blood pooled I could feel it being drawn to my skin. Determined to take blood only when I had throughly satisfied her I resisted, knowing that the moment she had achieved climax she would taste that much sweeter.

I looked up at her, trying to judge with my own eyes how well she close she was to the edge. As I saw her quivering in want and pleasure I pushed hard against our bond and made it surge with every ounce of how much I wanted her. I had no idea she would truly be able to feel me after only one exchange but as I looked into her eyes I saw that I had her attention. Seeking her eyes so dazed and hungry for more pleasure I almost lost my own control.

"Sookie, look at me" Even as I spoke my voice broke, unable to capture how badly I needed to bring her to her release. Her eyes immediately sought to focus on my own and the minute she did she bit her lip, drawing just the slightest amount of blood from the pressure.

"Say my name Sookie. Tell me who you belong to" WIth every fiber of my being I needed to claim her, make her my own and let no thing or person stand between us. I yearned to bite her, taste her, feel her, fuck her and rub my scent into her skin etching my name as a permanent marker of who her love resided with. I could tell her request was pulsing through her mind, and she fought hard to form words. I relished in the idea that I would be the only one to ever make her feel this way and knew that I would kill anyone who tried to prove otherwise. As much as I wanted to devour her body until she was too exhausted to move, I also needed to know before I continued that she was ready.

I use my free hand to grab my length, and removed my fingers from her core. She mewled in prostest of the lost but as I positioned myself at her entrance she grabbed onto my hips and dug her nails in breaking the skin, pulling me closer to her signaling that she wanted me to proceed. She moaned to me in a heavy whisper "Yes. More" and I gently pushed in, no longer being able to maintain control. I slowly slid a few inches into her, allowing her to adjust to my size and as her walls contracted my last shred of sanity left me. I was driven only by the need to seek our unwraveling and would go through any means to achieve it.

I pushed my full length into her and stopped only for a moment to stroke lightly upwards to find her g-spot. I soon drove myself relentlessly in and out of her, each time dragging upwards and each time being met with more of Sookies loud moans of pleasure vibrating in my ear. I soon reached vampire speed and the most savage part of myself took control. I leaned down and bit into Sookie's collar bone just gently enough to leave a slight dent. I made my way along her collarbone echoing the same slight nip signaling her that my vampire instincts wanted her blood. She clawed my back in response, each time her scratch drew blood it would heal instantly and she would do it all over again. I leaned in further to her ear, biting just slightly on her lobe and asked her once more to call out my name.

"Tell me Sookie. Say my name and tell me you are mine" She choked on her words, so lost to the outside world she could not communicate.

"Oh.. Oh God..." She couldn't find the voice to continue.

"There is no God here Sookie. Only me. Tell me. Say my name." I didn't recognize my own voice, but knew that her exclamation is what I desperately needed to find release. I arched my hips up forwards until I could feel myself hitting her g-spot with every stroke. As she moaned and panted through the waves of pleasure I ripped at the sheets beneath us trying to hold back from my own explosion. I felt her walls contract around me, pulling my own climax from me. The feeling was so overwhelming it consumed all of my senses, though I barely heard Sookie as she screamed out her release with my name on her lips. As she thrust her neck up into my waiting lips I bit down as gently as my frazzled mind would allow. As the nectar of her blood hit my tongue I felt my own orgasm grow exponentially in magnitude and my seed shot even further inside of her. I sucked in three glorious mouthfuls of her blood before stopping and sealing her wound with my tongue. I collapsed on top of her, my weight stabilized on my forearms and I swore to the heavens with every curse I could conjure.

I rolled over, my chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. I made eye contact with her and as she leaned into kiss me she wrapped her leg around my waist. The sheets were tattered and twisted around our bodies and Sookie looked at me with a combination of total awe and desire for more. I licked the remaining droplets of Sookie's blood off of my lips trying to savour the taste and commit it to my memory forever. Sookie straddled me I felt my length come back to life. I could feel her renewed wetness on me and the thought of consuming her even further took over my mind once more.

I took her countless times more before the pull of daybreak forced us to stop. Though each time with Sookie was perfection, there was a profoundness about our first coupling that had me emanating happiness. Sookie had curled around my body, her muscles exhausted from our rough lovemaking but probing the bond I knew she was in the same bliss I was. Neither of us had said anything since I had cursed the gods earlier, roaring at protest as I felt the sun ease into the sky and my mind start to pull into slumber. As she lay with her head on my chest and her legs tangled in mine she hummed sweetly and traced the lines of my tattoo, dipping in and out of slumber.

I looked around the room, each seconding passing and the pull of daytime slumber becoming heavier and heavier on my conscious mind. I took in that in the most heated moments of our pleasurable session of lovemaking I had destroyed countless decorative items in the room and ripped to shreds many of the pillows that had been on the bed previously. I remembered many nights where I would come back to the resting place Eric and I shared throughout his earlier years as a vampire to see these same indications of carnal activities. I had scoffed many times at his ability to find so much pleasure out of such a banal practice and yet for the first time in my life I both understood and shared his passion for sex.

I fell into my daytime rest with the image of Sookie's naked body fitting perfectly into the contours of my own on my mind and thanked the universe that they had delivered Sookie Stackhouse into my life.