AN:/ Hey guys, this will probably be a hard chapter to write. Thank you for all the review; the more I get, the more I want to continue writing, so keep them up. Anyway enjoy this chapter!
Darkness was surrounding her. She could not move, she could not speak, and she could not see. She could hear, however, and feel. She could hear worried murmurs from a voice she yearned to call back to. She could feel her body changing; strengthening.
She felt strange. There was a feeling flowing through her veins, like her power was becoming one with her. She felt confidence; as though she couldn't be hurt. She felt… immortal. And that was what she was now, she supposed.
She expected pain, but there was none; only pleasure. She felt as though she had been to heaven and became an angel, only to be allowed to wander earth. She wondered if her looks would have changed, and tried to open her eyes once more; but she was not yet ready.
She heard a voice speaking. She recognised the voice from her childhood; far off memories.
Then, she felt her fingers twitch. She could move! But she did not. No, she stayed still. She feared what she would see when her eyes re-opened. She could remember nothing; not where she was, or who she was with. She only knew what she was before, and what she had become. She remembered little things, such as lips brushing her own and her teeth slicing through a human's flesh, but nothing solid.
She heard a name being called once more. Her name, she realised. She became defensive again. How did these beings know her? What were they? Would they attack?
At that thought her body flew into defensive mode. Her eyes opened and intricate patterns began to trace her skin as she crouched on the bed, her back to the wall, eyeing those around her.
First, she saw a small, old woman. She was the closest to the bed, and was watching her without fear, which alerted her that she was powerful and to be avoided. Next was a giant blonde man. She felt something from him; some kind of connection she hadn't yet remembered. Next was a bored looking blonde woman; the weakest of the lot. She hissed when the forth in the room tried to touch her. He was a little taller than her, with markings of his own and short brown hair. His eyes were… when her eyes connected with his, it all came back to her.
Godric! He had waited for her. She was about to relax from her crouch, when a pair of arms grabbed her from the other side. She screeched and hissed, not understanding. Why was Godric not helping her? She looked her mate in the eyes and cried out. Godric moved around the bed and closer to her. "Do you remember me now, mia amore?" he asked. She hissed and the arms held her tighter. "Godric," she whimpered.
Ludwig's bodyguard let her go and Godric's arms encircled her. "Hush, mia amore. We thought you might attack us. I wouldn't have let them harm you, I swear." She whimpered into his chest, and willed her markings to fade.
Godric pulled back from his mate and stared at her in bewilderment. He couldn't believe how she had changed in the night. She was still the same Freyja, but she seemed to have become an angel; her hair, eyes and skin practically glowing with beauty.
She turned from Godric's arms to see her father smiling at her. Eric couldn't believe the beautiful creature his daughter had become. She was stunning.
She smiled and hugged him, "Daddy." He smiled at the name. She was still his little girl, no matter what.
When she turned, she saw Pam, no longer looking bored, but fascinated, and exited. She guessed Pam couldn't wait to see her powers. And then, Freyja remembered, that she herself had no idea what her powers would be.
Then, Dr Ludwig stepped into view. She came close to Freyja and grasped at her arm, and led her over to the bed. "Sit down, my dear." Freyja did as she was asked. The doctor put her bad beside Freyja on the bed and pulled out a test tube and a bottle. "I suppose you would like to know of your powers? Well, this potion will speed up the process. From this, I will be able to tell which powers you will get, and you should develop them within the next couple of nights. Now before you take the potion, I must explain a few things to you. I have only met one of your kind before, but from what I have studied I know a few things for sure. Firstly, you will be able to day walk, and drink blood and human food still, but what will keep you alive, is sexual energy. It doesn't have to be your pleasure that satisfies your needs; it could be your lover's. But, you must have the energy to sustain yourself, or you will become weak and will lose control of yourself, much like a vampire without blood. This craving usually begins the night after you wake, but if you drink this potion, you will need sexual energy tonight. You will crave it like a vampire craves their first drop of blood, do you understand?" Freyja looked nervous but nodded. "Good. Now, I already sense from you that you will have a great deal of power, and you must be careful with how you use it. I have been told that you are already in great control of your emotions, and you will need to be, if you want to stay safe. You cannot lose your temper, or get too angry. Now, take the potion now, or you can wait until they come naturally."
Freyja looked to Godric, needing guidance from her mate. He smiled and nodded his head slightly. She smiled and accepted the test tube from the doctor. The liquid was lilac coloured and smelled like bleach. She wrinkled her nose and chucked the liquid to the back of her throat, swallowing it quickly. It tasted sour, and she wanted to rid herself of the flavour.
The doctor took the tube back and took both her hands. "Look into my eyes, child." She said, impatient. Freyja did as she said and felt her mind being tugged, as though someone wanted to get in, "let me through, child." Freyja accepted the pull and felt the doctor enter her mind and then leave, quickly. The doctor stood and smiled strangely. "You, dear child, are going to be big trouble. Firstly, you have control over the weather. You will be able to control men to do as you will, as I am sure you have already noticed. You will be able to speak telepathically to other supernaturals, and you already have empathy. You will be able to take the form of any animal and some supernatural creatures. There is something else; something dark. It is powerful and something to be feared. You, my dear, are a fearsome creature, indeed." Ludwig looked about the room, and Freyja's eyes followed. Godric looked worried for her, but happy. Pam looked excited, for once. Eric looked nervous for his child, but otherwise proud. Ludwig took a deep breath and let it out, looking back at Freyja.
"Your final power is the power of death. You are death's friend, my child. You can mark a person with death by a single touch to their forehead, and they will meet any death of your choosing, at any time you desire."
Everyone was shocked. No one spoke, until Freyja started to feel a burn inside of her. She looked down to her abdomen, where the slight feeling burnt within her. Ludwig turned so she was facing Godric as well as Freyja. "Ah. That would be the hunger. I must say one last thing to the two of you before I leave… Freyja will only lust for you, but if a man tried to take her, and her succubus instincts kicked in; she may not be able to stop them. It is similar to when a vampire turns their human mate. The mate, although devoted to their soul mate, would lust for a human's blood. However it will fade throughout the centuries, so I would not worry over it too much." Godric wasn't happy that his mate would be vulnerable to other males, and decided to keep her by his side until she was ready to resist temptation.
Freyja was pondering the awful burning in her. It felt very odd, as though she was hungry and lusty at the same time. Godric felt it too, and knew that he would have to have her that night. He was glad, as he could wait no longer. She was so beautiful and yet so powerful. She was kind and lovable, but could be dark and merciless. He needed her under him. He needed to pound into her tight flesh, and relish in her screams as bit into her breast. He needed to spill deep into her and claim her as his.
Ludwig left soon after, telling them to call if there were any problems. Eric and Pam left the room, knowing what would happen, and Godric pulled Freyja from her seat on the bed and kissed her once on her lips. He did not want to hurt her, but needed her too badly to be careful. "Go and shower, mia amore. I will give you what you need soon." She nodded and left to go into the bathroom.
Freyja hurried through her shower, wondering what Godric would do to her. How he would pleasure her. The water was hot, soothing. She wanted so badly to give herself to him. She shivered, thinking how he would hold her, and felt the hunger in her grow. She turned off the water and stepped out. She dried her hair, but left her body damp.
Her nipples were hard, and moisture pooled between her thighs as she thought of what was to come. The painful need was only growing and she simultaneously hated and adored the feel of it. It made her feel vulnerable and uncomfortable, but at the same time, it reminded her of the things her mate would do to her, and how he would love her deeply.
She made her way from the bathroom to see Godric unclothed on the bed. He had lit candles all around the room and dimmed the lights. The bed sheets had been changed to red silk ones and there was a rose on the bedside table. He had obviously had this planned.
She had left her towel in the bathroom and walked to the bed naked. She decided she would make him as hard as was possible before she let him have her. As she made her way to the bed, she dug inside herself and let her new power flow through her, faster and faster. She was a succubus now; the mistress of sexuality. She would seduce her mate and play an innocent virgin at the same time. She knew he had had many women in his time, but as far as she knew, none of them had been what she is. She would use that to her advantage.
Her eyes were ruby red, and her fangs were glistening in the candle light. She watched Godric's throat bob up and down as he swallowed.
She was magnificent; the way her curves drew the eyes downward. They way her golden locks curled about her body. Her ruby red eyes betrayed her need for him, and he was more than happy to please his mate at last.
The only thing that ruined the moment was that she was in pain. She was hungry for not just her mate, but the energy their love would give her. She needed his love to survive.
Suddenly, his desire reached escalating heights, as she made her way over to him, slowly. He narrowed his eyes the slightest bit when he sensed the power radiating from her. His mate was being very naughty indeed, using her new found power to ignite him to impossible heights. She was playing with fire, and he would burn her with delight.
He loved his beautiful mate more than words could say. She was his heart and soul. He would pleasure her with his tongue, his hands, his teeth, until she came hard. Then, he would take her. He wouldn't be satisfied until his body was pumping, sliding and pounding into hers.
By the time she was at the bedside, his cock was harder than he could have imagined. He didn't need to touch it to know it felt like a rock, and it was all his Freyja's fault. His beast prowled within him, needing to have its mate beneath it.
Freyja kneeled on the end of the bed, not saying a word. As a succubus, her focus was to please her lover, and she knew that Godric was a dominant lover, but she would give him some fun. She would fight a little first; she did not care if it hurt her. She needed him.
Godric nearly groaned when she knelt submissively at the end of the bed. He could tell, then, what she was doing. She wanted to please him. The thought softened his dead heart further. He moved to her and kissed her gently on the head.
"I don't want you to be gentle, or take your time. You don't need to. I just need you to make me yours. I want you to fuck me, and make love to me all at once." Hearing this, Godric growled and pushed her on her back, his beast taking over. "Hmmm, you want me to fuck you, my love?" he asked, a sensual purr, as his teeth grazed her throat. She just moaned in response. This pleased his beast and him. His kissed her hard of the lips, before tracing his hand over her soft curves. He loved what he felt.
She purred when his hand touched her skin. But, this was not how she wanted things to go. She wanted hard, fast, and pain. She needed him, now! Her hunger was uncontrollable, and Godric noticed. Before he could do anything, she threw him off of her and pounced on him, grinding herself against his thick cock. He hissed, and then groaned.
"Godric" his mate moaned out. That was his undoing. He roughly swapped their positions and shoved her thighs apart with his hands. He purred at the sight of her female juices coating her sweet centre. His head bent towards her, and his pink tongue swiped out to taste her. He purred at the taste of his mate's virgin juices. He lapped faster at her, until he felt what she felt. Pain. She needed him, now, and she wouldn't be tamed.
Ludwig had told him before she woke, that the first mating would be hard and quick, as she wouldn't be able to wait, but that after that, simple pleasures would feed her hunger too. He kissed her inner thigh, hoping to quell some of the pain, and moved up her tiny body. He marvelled at her curvaceous, glowing body. Her curls were golden and her skin was pale, but not pallid. Her beauty was intoxicating, and it ensnared his senses, until he heard his mate whimper.
He kissed her gently. "This will hurt mia amore." She purred and nodded. His beast purred in response to its woman, and he pulled her pelvis to meet his, opening her thighs further. He positioned himself at her entrance, and caressed her face gently, before ripping into her tight flesh. He howled in pleasure at the feel, and she cried out in delight as the hunger in her ebbed away and her power began to grow, and circulate faster within her.
Godric had lost himself to his beast, and was pumping into his beautiful mate with abandon. He growled and grunted as she screamed and gasped. He pounded, and she met him thrust for thrust.
She wanted at one point to flip their positions, but knew that Godric would only dominate her again. He held her wrists above her head and kissed at her throat and chest as his pounding became more and more furious.
He felt her release coming, and bit into her breast, relishing in her scream as she tightened about his cock and pulled him tight against her. He released her breast and lifted his head to the ceiling to roar as he shot his seed into the amazing woman beneath him.
It was at that moment, that their bond was formed. They both felt themselves become one. Their bodies and minds were bound now as tightly as their hearts and souls already had been. Godric knew in that moment, he would be even more protective of her, had he thought it possible to be. He collapsed onto his mate, completely spent. He had never been satisfied by one fuck before, but his succubus had managed to quell his desires for the moment.
Freyja's heart was racing, and her breathing was heavy. The burn in her had gone, for now, and she was truly at peace. She felt happier than she had ever, and opened up the mental bond with her mate for the first time. 'I love you.'
Godric heard the angelic voice in his mind and lifted his head from his Freyja's chest. Their eyes met and he smiled. He smiled in a way he hadn't since he was a little boy, waving his father off to war, or listening to his mother tell him tales of faraway lands and mystical beings. He smiled the biggest he had in his entire immortal life.
He looked into his love's eyes as he smiled and watched as she smiled back. This was it. This was what it meant to be at peace. He lowered his mouth to her and their lips met lightly, smiles still upon their faces.
'I love you too.'
