AN: Okay guys, here it is, the final chapter...I just wanted to thank you all for sticking with this story to the end and I truly hope you enjoyed the ride...I know I did! :)
And a special shout out goes out to 'Eagle Eyes' for helping me catch my many spelling/grammatical errors along the way...I don't know what I'd do without you! You rock, woman! :D
*Warning* parts of this chapter are NSFW...
Chapter 20
A few weeks later…
EPOV
I wake with a contented smile, pulling Godric tighter to my chest before reaching out for my second love. My brow pinches upon feeling an empty space where my Sookie should be and I'm momentarily panicked before hearing the tell-tale sound of the shower starting in the adjoined bath. Twinkling emerald eyes catch my own before the two of us are darting towards the bath together, thoughts of a wet, sudsy Sookie in mind.
"What the-," Sookie gasps upon seeing the two of us stepping beneath the streaming waters to join her. An amused smirk comes to her face before she's shaking her head at us. "Don't even think about it," she says to bring instant pouts to both mine and Godric's faces.
"But, Lover," I answer back, dare I admit, in a rather whiney tone as I motion towards my already throbbing arousal.
"No, it's Sunday, remember?" she insists, finishing to rinse the sudsy bubbles from her golden hair as Godric and I share a puzzled look between us. "Our guests will be here before long and I still need to get dinner started," she sighs out. "We don't have time to play sudsy-shower-fun-time."
"But there's always time for sudsy-shower-fun-time," Godric insists, earning an eager nod from me as I wholeheartedly agree with his assessment. Sookie sends us a rather petulant frown that's quick to melt around the edges upon being hit with dual, pleading stares from Godric and myself.
"Dammit," she sighs, her eyes sparkling in apparent amusement. "Fine, but we really will have to make this quick and you two are so helping me get the house ready for company," she insists, only earning wide grins from the both of us as we're already encroaching upon her.
"Anything you say, Lover," I answer lowly whilst taking hold of either of my love's silken thighs before abruptly hoisting her up into my arms. The two of us are left sighing together once her heated sex is pressed flush against my hardened length and a subsequent sigh falls from the lips of our third as he proceeds to mold himself along the exposed line of Sookie's back.
"Oh, God," she pants against my mouth before I'm capturing her sweet lips with my own. I'm left moaning lowly into our kiss as she proceeds to grind herself teasingly along my length in time with Godric's actions as he proceeds to ready her for our joining.
Godric soon sends me a telling nod and I'm quick to follow his lead as we both work to align ourselves against either of our shared love's entrances. A soft hiss escapes me upon delving myself deep within tight, scorching heat and the feel of my Sookie's nails biting harshly into my shoulders only serves to heighten the blissful sensations racking through my every nerve ending.
"Fuck," Sookie soon sighs, earning tender kisses from both Godric and myself over her face and shoulders once our three bodies are married snugly to one another. We both fall still, giving her a chance to adjust and it's not until Sookie sends us a light nod that we begin to move.
"Sookie," my lover's name falls from my lips like a revered prayer as my hold upon her gracious hips subtly tightens. I allow myself to fall prey to the overwhelming bliss of the moment, reveling in every gentle caress shared between us, in the sound of each pleasured sigh that falls from parted lips, in every shared kiss, each one filled with more passion than the last. Fucking incredible.
It's in these moments of shared euphoria that I find myself feeling especially grateful for the love of these two people that, together, hold my heart between them. I'm still amazed, each and every day I wake to see their faces staring back at me, to see the adoration shining back at me from behind stunning sapphire and mesmerizing emerald orbs as I can't help but fear I may one day wake to discover this has all been nothing more than an incredibly vivid dream. Thankfully, this is no dream; this is my life, our life and I can honestly say there's not one thing about it I would change.
"Close, so close," my Sookie pants against my ear, bringing me back to the moment before I find myself thrusting harder, deeper, in the hopes of finding our shared release. Godric's own hips are rocking more fervently and by the sound of his harsh panting that mirrors my own, I know the three of us are teetering just atop the razor's edge together.
Sure enough, shared cries are soon echoing out around us as Sookie becomes all but a dead weight in my arms. My now wobbly knees threaten to send us plummeting to the shower floor and I'm only grateful for Godric's own, sure hold upon our now exhausted love that proves necessary in keeping the three of us standing upright beneath the streaming spray.
"Can't. Move," Sookie sighs out, burying her face into the crook of my neck to earn breathless chuckles from Godric and myself.
"Then I suppose we did our jobs well," Godric teases, sending me an amused wink whilst ducking a lazy swat of Sookie's arm.
"Shut up," Sookie giggles out against my throat before she begins wiggling in my arms.
"Keep wiggling like that and we'll never leave this shower," I warn, sending Sookie waggling brows even as I help to settle her upon her feet once more.
"As tempting an offer as that may be, I really don't think Quinn and Rasul, let alone my grandfather, would appreciate having to walk in to the sounds of steamy shower sex," Sookie answers back with a smirk, earning only a dismissive shrug from me.
"Something tells me Quinn and Rasul really wouldn't mind in the slightest. It certainly wouldn't be the first time they caught the three of us together," I remind her, seeing her roll her eyes as the three of us proceed to soap ourselves with bubbling lathers.
"I'm with Sookie on this one," Godric interjects, earning a raised brow from me. "You're probably right about Quinn and Rasul, but Niall on the other hand," he starts, shaking his dark head. "I'm still amazed at how accepting he's been as far as our relationship is concerned; I certainly don't want to give him any reason to change his mind."
"Ah, then on this point at least, the three of us are apparently of the same mind," I concede, having found myself cautiously optimistic about our boss' reaction to finding out two of his officers are not only in love with, but are also now living with his granddaughter.
SPOV
I just shake my head at the two of them, having had my life carefully scrutinized by my overprotective grandfather for years now. This is far from new for me. Though, Niall's apparent change in demeanor as far as me and my life choices are concerned over the past few weeks has not escaped my attention either. It's almost as if the two of us have finally managed to come to some unspoken truce of sorts. I'm not exactly sure what I have to thank for these changes, but having found myself rather grateful for them all the same.
"Yeah, let's not fuck this up," I remark once we're stepping from the shower together. The three of us are quick to dry ourselves off before proceeding to slip into what's recently come to be known as our 'appropriate Sunday dinner attire'. I can't say I even recall when or how this became our new norm, having our close friends and family over for dinner each week, though I have to think our rather recent brush with danger likely factors somewhere into the equation.
The guys are true to their word, helping me to get the roast and veggies started before assisting me in tidying up the old farmhouse a bit and I find myself absently smiling to myself as we work, it having been a long, long time since this old house actually felt like home.
It certainly didn't feel this way when Bill was staying over on a regular basis. Bill. I find myself frowning, recalling the betrayal I felt upon finding the thumb drive hidden in the stuffing of the teddy bear he'd gifted me. Upon promptly turning the drive over to the station, we discovered Bill was planning on stealing the queen blind, having somehow managed to download the entirety of her financial information, including numerous, illegal offshore accounts that the D.A. was only too quick to seize up.
Apparently, Lorena had failed to pull a similar scam on Edgington, though, what she and Bill planned on doing with such a ridiculous sum of money is beyond me. The two of them were slapped with numerous charges, including kidnapping and attempted murder, though this time, thankfully, without the help of the queen's high profile lawyers to aide either one of them.
It didn't take long at all after Bill and Lorena were hauled off to what I've been repeatedly assured will easily amount to numerous lifetimes in prison, before the Eric, Godric and I had made a habit of staying at my place together, it being the only actual home shared among us. Then, what started as a couple of drawers along with toothbrushes somehow, seemingly overnight, became the entirety of Eric and Godric's things being moved into my place. It all just kind of evolved naturally between us and I can't say I'd have had it any other way.
The sound of knocking on the front door manages to shake me from my thoughts and it's with mirroring smiles that three of us are opening the door to reveal Quinn and Rasul's grinning faces. The two off duty officers are standing hand in hand on my stoop and my grin widens upon recalling the shock on Eric and Godric's faces upon first discovering the true nature of the relationship between their fellow officers. Utterly priceless.
"We're early," Quinn remarks, proceeding to step inside before both he and Rasul are toeing off their dress shoes.
"Don't worry about it," I all but giggle out, knowing the two of them well enough by now to know they have a habit of following their own set schedule. "Now, let me see," I insist, earning wide grins before the two of them are adjusting their shirts. Rasul slips the collar of his polo over his left shoulder whilst his partner unbuttons the top few buttons of his dress shirt to reveal his right collarbone before me.
"See? Nearly healed," Rasul insists, earning a small frown from me as I draw my face closer to inspect the bullet wound left by a shot that was most assuredly meant to end his life.
"And you're both keeping up with your physical therapy?" I demand, seeing the two of them shaking their heads at me, no doubt growing tired of my meddling, but I can't help but feel guilty, knowing they were both harmed on my account.
"Yes," Quinn answers as I reach up to run my finger over the pink, raised flesh of his upper chest. "Though, as we told you before, we'd be more than happy to prove just how up to snuff we really are," he adds with waggling brows.
"And this is where Godric and I will both step in to answer back with an emphatic, fuck no," Eric's voice sounds from behind me as I'm left having to fight back my laughter upon seeing Quinn and Rasul now sending my two love's playful, puppy dog eyes.
"We'd only be borrowing her for a night, two tops," Rasul teasingly directs towards my apparently unamused lovers.
"Hell no," Godric answers back, his arms wrapping around me possessively to leave me snorting in amusement.
"Sorry, guys, guess these two aren't real big on sharing, unless it's between themselves, that is," I giggle out upon feeling Godric's hold tighten upon me.
"So selfish," Quinn answers back with a teasing eye roll just before the dinging of the oven finds me pulling from Godric's embrace before I'm rushing towards the kitchen. I hear the four of them continuing to jokingly taunt and tease one another and can only shake my head as I pull the roast from the oven, this having become a fully expected part of our weekly dinners.
"I brought wine," a familiar voice soon sounds out behind me once I've begun scooping steaming veggies into serving dishes.
"Oh, hey, you snuck up on me," I turn back to answer towards my smiling grandfather. "Wine glasses are in the cupboard just above the sink," I add, earning a nod from him before he turns to retrieve them.
"I must say, I've grown rather fond of these gatherings," he soon remarks, glancing out towards the four officers as they continue to joke with one another.
"Never a dull moment, not once those four get together," I answer back with a smirk before seeing Niall turn back towards me with a rather solemn expression.
"Yes, but it's time spent with you that I enjoy most," he answers back softly. "Sadly, I missed out on so much of your life, Sus-Sookie, and though I know I have only myself to blame for this, I'm grateful to you for allowing me a place in your life," he explains to leave my heart pinching painfully, having longed to have a real relationship with my blood kin for many, many years.
"I'm glad you're here," I answer back with a smile, knowing there are a million different things left unsaid between us, but this, at the very least, is a good place to start if we're ever to rekindle a relationship that was never actually given a real chance to form.
"As am I," he answers back with a mirroring smile before I turn to hesitantly pull him into a hug. His brows raise in momentary surprise before he hugs me back, the start of tears beginning to well around pale, blue eyes. "So, tell me, how are things?" he remarks, brusquely brushing away the start of his tears to earn a knowing smile from me.
"Good, really good, actually; I got accepted for the fall semester," I enlighten him, having recently decided to go back to school in lieu of dancing, well, stripping. My grandfather's smile upon hearing this news is enough to leave me beaming up at him.
"And do you know what degree you will pursue?" he questions excitedly, proceeding to help me carry the prepared dinner into the dining room.
"I was considering teaching," I answer back with a shrug. "I'd love to become a dance instructor one day," I admit, having at least enjoyed that aspect of my previous line of work. I always have loved dancing and a distant goal of one day running my own dance studio is one I hope to make a reality.
"I think you'd make an excellent instructor," he answers back with an approving grin that finds me beaming once more, rather loving the shifting dynamics between us.
"Food!" I hear being called out just before the dining room is bombarded with ecstatic male energy that manages to leave both Niall and I chuckling before the lot of us are settling around the table together. Eric and Godric sit to either side of me, both appearing somewhat wary once my grandfather's gaze settles upon us, though, I'm personally beginning to think he's truly accepting of the love we've found in one another. The two of them are undeniably a far superior choice over my criminal of an ex after all.
The meal progresses much the same as it always does, with barbing taunts shared between the officers that even my grandfather joins into from time to time to earn mirroring smiles all around and it's not long before I find myself envisioning a very happy future, not only for Eric, Godric and myself, but the lot of us as a whole.
I've never really given much thought to my future before now, having always lived day to day, taking what comes as it may, but now, well, now I can say I'm truly excited to see what a shared future will hold for all of us. I'm not naïve enough to think things will always be peachy keen, but somehow I know we'll get through even the tough times together, always together.
THE END