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Chapter 10
SPOV
I let out a hiss, sinking lower into the scorching heat of the large Jacuzzi tub before easing down into the heated water between my husbands with a soft sigh. Heavenly.
"My Sookie," Godric says softly, looking over my bruised face with a disapproving shake of his head. I sigh, shrugging my shoulders.
"I'm fine," I reassure him, stretching out my sore limbs and relishing in the heat of the boiling water with a soft sigh. "Besides, I won," I add with a smirk, earning low chuckles from my husbands.
"I never doubted your victory for a moment, Lover," Eric assures me with a grin, leaning down to place a kiss to my temple.
"And I have every confidence in your abilities, dear one," Godric chimes in softly. "But perhaps you could give your body a chance to recover before you do anything quite so strenuous again," he beseeches as I nod my agreement.
"Yeah," I say with a sigh, cringing at a sharp pain in my side left by Quinn's beefy dukes. Ouch. "Might have pushed it a bit too hard earlier," I admit with a shrug. "But I have to say, it felt pretty damn good," I add with a grin. "And I'm really starting to think I'm channeling old Sookie more and more."
"You're certainly right about that, Lover," Eric concedes, shaking his head with a small smile. "But unlike the old Sookie, you won't be running off without your guards, ever," he challenges with a raised brow as I nod my agreement. A frown forms on my lips as I think over his words.
"I'm sorry," I say softly then as they both look to me in puzzlement. "I mean, I can't recall the circumstances of that night, but I have to assume if I hadn't run off on my own, I very likely wouldn't have gotten into that accident. I wouldn't have lost my memories and caused you both so much pain. This is all my own damn fault, and I'm so, so sorry," I admit as hot tears sting my eyes and I drop my head into my hands in defeat as I'm stabbed with overwhelming guilt.
"Dear one, no," Godric whispers softly, pulling me against him tightly. "Don't blame yourself for what happened," he says gently, running his hands through my damp hair soothingly. "You couldn't have possibly known what would happen to you that night or what the consequences might have been."
"Godric's right, Lover," Eric adds, wrapping his long arm around my waist and pulling me closer. "What happened is in the past. We have you back now and we'll never let you out of our sight, not even for a single moment." I snicker softly then before quickly breaking into a fit of bubbling laughter and glance up to see my husbands looking at me like I've just grown a second head, which only succeeds in making me laugh harder still.
"What's wrong with her?" Godric anxiously asks of Eric as he shrugs in response, looking down to me in puzzlement as tears of laughter are rolling steadily down my bruised cheeks.
"I'm sorry," I choke out, shaking my head, not really knowing why I'm finding this so funny. "It's just you said I'll never be out of your sight for even a moment, like you're gonna be following me into the ladies room as well as dressing stalls in the mall," I snicker out, picturing my utterly masculine husbands trailing me like lost puppies while clutching my purse tightly between them. Priceless.
"And you truly think we won't be doing just that?" Godric challenges stoically as my laughter quiets. Is he serious? My jaw drops in shock as I look back and forth between them to see their matching grim expressions.
"Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding me," I say softly, shaking my head before the two of them finally crack, grinning widely at me. "You assholes!" I cry out, smacking each of them as they break out into raucous laughter.
"Okay, okay," Eric says, holding up his hands in a mock surrender with a wide grin. "We won't be that bad, I promise."
"But do know that we will be more diligent than ever with your safety, dear one," Godric promises solemnly. "We cannot risk losing you like that ever again," he adds softly as I nod my understanding.
"I trust you both with my life," I assure them with a small smile. "And I promise not to run off like that ever again." I mean every word and as they nod to me, I know I truly won't let them down ever again; the consequences of such actions are too great for me to risk happening to the three of us ever again.
"We'll hold you to that, Lover," Eric assures me, leaning his towering height down to press a soft kiss to my throat before lifting me up to settle me on his lap. I grin up at him as he places his large hands on my shoulders and begins kneading my stiff muscles skillfully.
"Hmm," I hum appreciatively giving myself over to the heavenly feel of his dexterous fingers with a small, contented smile. "I definitely won't let you get far from me if you keep this up," I assure him as he chuckles lowly.
Water sloshes around us then and I glance up to see Godric moving before me with a small smile. He reaches down to take hold of each of my ankles before lifting my feet into his lap and as he begins cleverly rubbing them to ease the aches of the day, a low groan escapes me.
"Feeling a bit better, dear one?" he questions as I nod, my eyes closing in absolute bliss.
"I feel absolutely wonderful," I admit throatily as I continue to enjoy my husbands' expert attentions to my stiff body. "I definitely knew what I was doing when I chose you both as my husbands," I praise them as they snicker softly. "You think Rasul is treating Quinn nearly this well right about now?" I chide before the three of us break into peals of laughter.
"I think you shocked the both of them with your skills in the ring today, Lover," Eric informs me. "It was surreal seeing you slip back into your old skin like that. You managed to impress the lot of them."
"I have to agree, dear one. It seems your memories are gradually coming back to you, and I can only assume the deeper you immerse yourself into your old life, the faster your recovered memories will continue to bring you back to yourself," Godric adds softly as I nod, agreeing wholeheartedly with his assessment.
"I think you're right," I concede, anticipating what possible memories will begin surfacing in my foggy mind first. Calloused hands begin trailing teasingly up my legs then and my lips lift into a smirk as skillful fingers begin playing along the skin of my inner thighs. I peel open my eyes to catch Godric's blazing green stare before he rakes his gaze over me hungrily.
"If I recall correctly, we were interrupted during a rather pleasurable moment earlier, dear one," Godric leans forward to purr against my ear. Large hands gently ease open my thighs before he presses himself forward to mold his defined chest along my front and rub his hardened length against me. Such a naughty husband I have.
"Were we now?" I tease breathily as he nods against the heated skin of my throat, nuzzling the sensitive flesh softly and making me hum appreciatively.
"He's very right, Lover," Eric chimes in gruffly before grasping my hips tightly and grinding my ass against his very obvious arousal with a deep, guttural groan. Oh, yes, they're definitely so very naughty as well as so very mine. "The three of us have important, unfinished business between us," he adds lowly before trailing hot kisses along the column of my throat.
I'm lifted from the water then before my husbands work to lay me out over a towel spread upon the tiled floor of the gym's spa. I squeak in surprise as my bikini is roughly snatched away before quickly disappearing from sight. I gaze up through half lidded eyes to see my husbands strip off their trunks, leaving them completely exposed and utterly beautiful before me.
"God, you're both so beautiful," I whisper softly, shaking my head and thanking the powers that be for granting me the marvelous gift of my husbands. They lower themselves with matching grins, each sprawling to either side of me before molding their heated bodies firmly against me, encircling me in their comforting heat.
"As are you, Lover," Eric assures me, before lowering his face to place a soft kiss to a particularly dark bruise blossoming upon my abdomen from my earlier fight.
"You're truly a gorgeous woman, my Sookie," Godric adds as he begins running his hands softly over my wet, heated skin before lowering his face closer and brushing his silken lips against min, kissing me softly.
Large hands grip onto my hips, rolling me to settle me along my side and I hiss slightly as bruised, swollen skin brushes against the rough material of the sprawled towel and have to work to find a more comfortable position before nodding my readiness to my husbands. A low, throaty moan escapes me then as large, skillful fingers brush teasingly against my quickly wetting sex and I lift my leg, hooking it around Godric's firm waist to grant my lovers better access.
"Fuck," I groan out, slamming my eyes shut in bliss as dexterous digits penetrate deep in dual entrances before pumping in a matching rhythm against me. I lose myself to the overwhelming sensations, undulating my hips between my lovers and helping them bring me closer to the edge.
I hiss, biting my nails into sculpted biceps as more fingers are added to the mix, working to stretch tightened muscles for my lovers whilst filling me completely.
"Fuck, Sookie," Eric breathes against the back of my throat. "You're dripping for us, Lover," he groans lowly, pressing hot, wet kisses along my shoulders. His heated words manage to ignite my lust higher still and I grind myself harder against my lovers' hands as that familiar, coiling heat winds ever tighter from deep within me.
I cry out wordlessly, throwing my head back in rapture as my orgasm crashes over me, leaving me shuddering between my husbands and gasping harshly as I try to catch my breath once more.
"Are you ready for more, dear one?" Godric questions huskily as I open my eyes to take in his green eyed, eager gaze.
"God, fuck yes, please," I unabashedly beg of my lovers, earning low, masculine chuckles before I feel their crowns pressing against me, rubbing teasingly at my throbbing entrances. "Goddamn it, don't tease me," I plead. "I need you, now," the words barely escape my lips before both my lovers are sheathed deeply inside me in unison, filling me to the brink.
Bright stars explode behind my eyes and I'm abandoned of all form of thought as my husbands soon find that practiced, matching rhythm of theirs, thrusting deeply in tandem and sending my lusts to soaring heights. Fucking hell, they're incredible. I grip tightly onto any limb my hands can find, digging my fingers harshly into sculpted flesh as the three of us proceed to work one another closer to our peaks with our fervent, grinding motions against one another.
Our thrusts are becoming harder, deeper and more erratic as our impending release draws closer still and I tuck my face into the crook of Godric's neck, breathing harshly against heated flesh as large hands grip my hair, tugging roughly and making me moan deeply at the exquisite feel. Oh, God, yes. My teeth sink firmly into heated flesh as my second orgasm rocks through me, bringing tears of ecstasy to my eyes. My husbands continue to pound harder still against my trembling body as they desperately seek their own release before finally shuddering harshly against me in unison.
"Fucking Christ," Eric growls against the back of my throat, gasping against my flushed skin as his sated form slumps along the slick skin of my back.
"God, I've missed this," Godric breathes out lowly, wrapping his arms tightly around me, letting out a contented sigh against my wetted hair. I lie in their dual embrace feeling utterly sated and wholly complete as a small smile perks at my lips. My husbands are simply amazing.
A loud rapping sounds at the door then, breaking the spell between the three of us and we begrudgingly separate ourselves from one another with matching groans of disappointment.
"What is it?" Eric calls irritably as we work to clean ourselves up before searching out our soaking suits scattered around the room.
"Are you three done fucking yet?" sounds Pam's highly amused voice as I grin widely, shaking my head at my grinning husbands. That Pam, so eloquent. We quickly redress ourselves, wrapping up in towels before Godric cracks the door open, hitting Pam with a cocky grin.
"Did you need something, Pamela?" he questions as she looks between the three of us with a knowing smirk.
"Or were you hoping to join us?" Eric chimes in with a wide grin, earning him a hard punch from me as I shake my head at him. He just shrugs before pulling me into a tight hug and leaning down to place a soft kiss to the crown of my head. He might be a bit of an ass, but he's my ass.
"Sorry, I think I'll pass," Pam retorts with an eye roll. "Way too much sausage for my liking," she adds with a smirk, making me snort at her mirth. "Amelia and I were actually hoping to borrow your wife for a little girl's night," she informs us as said brunette joins her lover at the door, flashing me a wide grin.
"Sookie's not to leave the compound," Godric informs the pair with a small frown.
"We know," Amelia chimes in. "Niall told us," she adds, giving me a sympathetic smile. "We just wanna have a sleep over with our bestie, you know, like old times," she adds excitedly as I grin widely, liking the sound of this little get together very much.
"Count me in," I tell them as they each hit me with matching, bright smiles. Amelia squeals excitedly, clapping her hands and bouncing on the balls of her feet before rushing in to pull me into a tight hug. I wrap my arms around her, smiling widely at my friend's obvious excitement as I anticipate catching up with my old gal pals.