Hello sweethearts!
Thanks so much for all the lovely reviews you left me. I can't tell you how happy they make me!
Also, squeeeee! Chapter no. 20!
I always thank Keri (BelleViolette), for being there for me and pushing me to write and this chapter is dedicated to her for being awesome, but especially because it was her birthday Wednesday! She's turned 21 again! :D I also made her a few things that you'll find in my album. If you haven't read her story you probably won't get the lines, but either way, you really should get started on it. It's angst free, love-bubbles, much like mine, in some ways. Happy Birthday, love!
Picasa album is updated (you can find it on my profile page)
! Now, I'm going to put out a disclaimer for this chapter. It's a bit more graphic than what I've written so far. After her first read, Keri said I didn't need to, but I'm not trusting her just this once, since I doubt there are things that make her blush anyway. Therefore, this chapter is rated more M than the others. Or something like that. I'll shut up now... !
The tables were soon being drawn together so the small party could be joined together rather than spread in little groups. Alcide was slow dancing with his wife on a sweet tune, belting out softly from the speakers.
Pam and Alex were kissing; Claude and Marcus were talking intently about the strip club that Sookie's cousin was running. Stan and his sweetheart, Julia, were silently sharing a conversation; Amelia and Jason were lost in their own world as well feeding each other small bites of the white chocolate cake, while Sookie and Eric were watching over them, smiling softly. His arm was draped over her shoulder.
"What do you think of Claude's new man?" Eric asked.
Sookie looked at the tan, tall man. He looked very handsome, like he was taken from the cover of one of those romance novels she used to read. His blue eyes contrasted to his slightly reddish hair and his features were gentle. She peaked inside his mind and found nothing to worry about.
"He's handsome and has a nice personality. That's what Claude's attracted to. Plus, all he can think of is my cousin. He's genuinely interested in him and that's all I need to know. Claude's also quite taken with Marcus," she thought to him, smiling slightly.
"Perfect then. I was afraid he might be more affected about Pam than he lets on."
"No, he's fine. He's happy for her and he likes Alex. He had some naughty thoughts earlier, but I somehow doubt your brother would agree to have a threesome. He's very involved with Pam," she said.
"Yes, it does seem so, my Love," he replied.
"You have nothing against them, right?" Sookieasked, sparing him a glance.
"None whatsoever. I am glad she's with him. I know Alexander and he's one of the most trustful vampires I have ever met. He'd never hurt her," Eric said.
"He asked her to pledge, you know," she said and she felt his surprise and shock in the bond.
"Well, I can only encourage her then. She deserves to be loved and to love someone. She deserves to have someone for herself as I have you," he said when he recovered.
"I am glad you feel that way," she said and nodded her head to Pam.
Alexander rose to his feet and Pam was looking up to his face, a smile playing on her lips. She was nervous, rubbing her hands together. Such a human thing to do for a creature who could sit as still as a piece of furniture.
"May I have your attention, please?" he said, clearing his throat of the emotion he was choking on. As soon as he had all eyes on him, Alex spoke again. "I… We have an announcement to make. I have asked Pamela to pledge with me and I am proud to say she has finally agreed," he said and was met with a round of applause from those around the table and from Alcide and Alessia who had interrupted their dance.
"Congratulations," Eric spoke, a smile on his face.
He raised his glass of blood.
"To Pam and Alex," he said and was met with a chorus repeating his words.
Alex extended his hand to Pam who took it smiling, he pulled her to him and kissed her, ignoring the catcalls of those present. Suddenly he was on one knee pushing a beautiful ring on Pam's finger, making her gasp.
"You don't need to do that, Alexander," she admonished.
"Pam," he said, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm sorry. It's wonderful," she reworded her reaction, her eyes on the ring. Everyone laughed at their bickering.
He pulled her to the dance floor and started swaying to the music. Soon, all the pairs were had joined them. Claude's hands were exploring Marcus' ass, Jason's chin was resting on Amelia's shoulder, whispering in her ear, Alcide had Alessia tucked in his arms. The bride and groom were gazing into each other's eyes, a silent conversation of love flowing between them, their feelings on display in their bond.
"I love you," he mouthed to her.
"And I love you," she replied.
Just then, Jason interrupted everyone.
"Hey, y'all. It's nearly midnight. Let's watch the fireworks," he said and they all gathered by the end of the yard, Stan taking Julia's hand, pulling her towards the crowd as well.
"Hey sis, can you do the honor?" he asked and winked at her.
Sookie laughed and flicked her wrist, more out of habit than need. All the fuses were on fire and the flame was heading to the fireworks. They all shot to the sky at the same time, exploding over the forest.
"Happy New Year!" Jason yelled to everyone and grabbed Amelia, kissing her for the first time.
"Happy anniversary, Lover," Eric whispered to Sookie as he kissed her lips.
"Can we get out of here?" she asked, suddenly eager to get him naked.
"Anytime you wish," he replied.
"Now."
"Hey everyone, thank you so much for attending. Please, continue the party, but we are out of here. I need to get my wife alone," he grinned.
"Congratulations again, Master, Mistress," Pam said as she approached them, with Alex tailing right behind her.
"Yes, congratulations brother," he said as well
"Thank you both," Sookie replied and hugged her sister. "Your ring is gorgeous, Pammy," she whispered in her ear, making Pam let out a giggle of sorts. "Thanks for the advice, Sookie," Pam thought at her and was replied with a slight tightening of the embrace.
Jason and Amelia were next, hugging Sookie.
"Your house is all warded up, by the way, as you asked," Amelia said, winking at them.
"Thank you so much, Ames," Sookie said.
"Yes, thank you, Amelia. Send me the bill, ok?" Eric said.
"You're welcome, but I won't be sending you any bill. It's my wedding gift to you two. Since you guys didn't let us buy you anything, I'm using this as an excuse to do something for you," Ames said.
"Thank you, then," Eric smiled at her, feeling Sookie's happiness through the bond.
"You're most welcome. Now go make some noise or something," she wished them, making Jason cringe at the thought of his little sister having sex.
"I'll talk to you in a few days, Sis," he said as he took Amelia's hand and dragged her off before she said another thing about Sookie's sex life.
"Congratulations, you two," Claude said as he stepped forward and hugged Sookie.
"Thank you so much for being here, cousin!" she replied as she embraced him.
"Thank you so much for allowing me to be part of your wedding," Marcus addressed the two newlyweds.
"Thank you for coming," Sookie replied. "It's rare to find someone like you. I have never met someone half fae and half daemon. Your brain signature is certainly unique."
"Yes, well, my parents were a bit weird, with a side of nutcase. I don't think anyone else could have chosen a partner as different as they are," Marcus replied with a smile.
"Well, you're one of a kind. That's never a bad thing," Sookie said.
"Anyway, we're out of here as well. Let me know when shit hits the fan, ok?" Claude said.
"Of course," Eric agreed.
Alcide and his wife stepped forward next. Eric shook his hand while the girls hugged.
"Hey Sook, I heard about yesterday. You were right to do that and the Pack supports you in anything, you know," he said. "I have a feeling something big is coming your way, as always, so I'm just telling you once again, that just because you're a Vamp now, it doesn't change anything. We have your back. Let me know and we'll be there, ok?" he asked.
"Thanks so much, Alcide," she replied, her voice strained.
"Is it true? What they say? About who you are?" he half whispered and both she and Eric gave a short nod. Alcide didn't push forward on the matter, but gave a severe nod as well.
"I will do anything to protect you," he thought to Sookie, knowing she could hear him.
"Thank you," she replied aloud.
Stan and his girlfriend were next to say goodbye.
"It's been an honor to marry you," he said as soon as he was in front of them.
"Thank you so much for doing this. It was good to see you, Stan," Sookie replied, her southern manners in full swing.
"For nothing, my dear, it was my pleasure," the nerdy-looking vamp said.
"It was an honor to be here," Julia said, "especially now, knowing who you are."
"Thank you both," Eric said. "Are you ready, my love?" he asked.
"Yes, just a second," Sookie answered. "Hey Pam," she yelled.
"Yes?" Pam turned to her.
"Here!" Sookie said and threw her small bouquet to her, Pam catching it instinctively.
Snickering at the shocked expression on her sister's face, Sookie jumped into Eric's arms and popped them back into their own house.
"She's going to hunt you down, you know that, right?" Eric asked.
"No, she won't. She's already agreed to pledge with Alex. She's going to be pissed off at first but she'll calm down."
She reached up and grabbed his face, bringing his lips to hers. Softly, their mouths melded together, his arms encircling her waist, bringing her body closer to his.
His nimble fingers started undoing the buttons on the back of her dress. He had been eyeing them ever since the ceremony ended, imagining the ways he was going to undo them, counting every last one.
Eric slowly pulled down the zipper after all the buttons were undone. The dress fell to the floor and Sookie was left in a tight corset with white panties and white thigh-highs. A blue garter adorned her high-heeled leg.
He dropped to his knees in front of her, his hand trailing on the inside of her leg, from her ankle to her thigh, making her shiver in anticipation. He lowered his hand back to her knee and put her leg over his shoulder. Eric buried his nose in the apex of her thighs, bringing out a moan from Sookie's throat. His nose trailed down, smelling the skin between her panties and the edge of her stockings. His fangs clicked down and he kissed her leg above the garter. Eric hooked one of his fangs in the lacy material and slowly dragged it on her leg, his eyes focused on hers. When he reached her knee she pulled her leg from his shoulder and slowly pulled it from her "something borrowed". The lace remained hooked in his fang until he picked it and threw it across the room.
His hands trailed back up her legs until he reached her ass, each hand cupping one cheek. He softly pried them apart as he pulled her sex to his face once more.
A soft growl rumbled in his chest.
"Mine," was all he said as he pushed his tongue out and licked the material of her panties, wetting her clit as the silk touched her pussy.
"Yours," she moaned out, clutching for his shoulders.
In a second the sides of her panties were ripped and the material dropped to the floor. His hands hugged her legs once more, resuming their place, only lower, his fingers prying her lips apart as his tongue delved for her clit again. She moaned and trembled above him, one of her hands burrowing in his hair.
"Eric!" came out of her mouth as two of his fingers started pumping in and out of her drenched pussy. His long fingers pushed and twisted, grazing her G-spot with every thrust. Her knees weakened as she came all over his lips, her orgasm rippling through her and bouncing through the bond.
He picked her up and set her on the bed, her legs still shaky from the powerful feeling that went through her body just seconds before. Eric took off his tuxedo jacket, his bowtie and he slowly unbuttoned his dress-shirt. Sookie watched him with hooded eyes, wishing her fingers were the ones touching his skin. She quickly regained her composure and hurried to the edge of the bed, her feet under her ass. Her hands went to his belt, and used it to pull him closer. He smirked at her and pushed the shirt off his shoulders.
Sookie started kissing up his chest, trailing her tongue over each defined muscle as his hands found their way to her hair. He pulled out her grandmother's hair pin and all the other small pins that Pam had put there. He was happy the veil was left behind at the farm house as she'd taken it out before the dance.
Her fangs ran out as she reached his nipples, her tongue laving his right one. His hand once again pressed her face closer to his chest, suddenly more interested in what she was doing than liberating her hair. Sookie bit down softly, like she did all those years before, her fangs grazing the skin. The taste of his blood brought her to another orgasm, completely unexpected, and she moaned and panted into his chest.
Eric smirked, knowing that only he could do that to her – make her cum without even touching her sexually.
Sookie entered a frenzy and her hands couldn't open his belt soon enough, so she ripped it apart. He hadn't worn any underwear. Big surprise there. Her hand was wrapped around his cock faster than a blink. A moan left his throat at the relief her touch brought. Sookie pulled him to her, enveloping his hardness with her mouth. She circled the head with her tongue, while her hand wrapped around his base once more. She then pushed the Gracious Plenty down her throat, happy to not have a gag reflex anymore. His hands wrapped tightly into her freed up hair, guiding her at the pace he wanted. Soon he was pulling her face off his dick and pushing her back into the mattress. He stepped out of his pants and lunged in bed over her, kissing her neck and mouth.
Her stocking-clad legs wrapped around his hips, her heels digging into his ass, trying to pull him to her, closer, infinitely closer, but he resisted. Eric stood back a little and his hands trailed from her throat to the swell of her breasts. His palms met in the middle as he grabbed the material and quickly ripped open the million clasps that were keeping him away from his wife's double D's.
Eric eyed her hungrily, gazing at her erect nipples. His hands cupped her full breasts and he loved that he had big enough hands to cup her almost entirely.
"You were made for me," he whispered as he bent down and took one of the erect nipples in his mouth.
"Yes," she breathed out as her back came off the mattress from the touch.
His hand quickly encircled her waist, holding her body to his. He pushed into her, moaning into her flesh. Always so tight. He suddenly bit down into her breast, making her come from the mix of feelings. He roared as he came as well, the taste of her blood and the feel of her tightness over his cock too much to bare.
He didn't want time to recover so he started pumping through his release, always wanting more of her. Their lips met as her legs went to her sides, changing the angle of penetration. Suddenly he was off her and he settled behind her, his chest glued to her back, her ass pressing into his hips.
Eric pushed a leg in between hers and lifted it, pushing his cock between her wet lips, before her hand grabbed him and pushed him inside.
They both moaned at the reconnection. His lips went to her neck and he started kissing up and down the column of her throat. Her hand went behind her and she grabbed his ass, digging her nails into his flesh.
Eric's hand went between her breasts and grabbed for her opposite shoulder, before plunging his fangs into the spot where her neck and shoulder met. She roared at the feeling and sank her own fangs into his wrist, which was resting near her head.
They came together, panting and yelling each others' name, their orgasm enhanced by their ability to feel what the other was feeling through the bond.
He withdrew softly after a few minutes, grabbed for the comforter and covered both their bodies. Eric's arm went around her waist and he hugged her close, kissing her shoulder.
"I love you more than anything in the world, you know that, right? I know I don't love easily, but you ARE the most important person in my life, ever. Until I met you, I have never known love. I'm nearly eleven hundred years, Sookie, counting my human life as well, and I've never felt anything close to what I feel for you.
"I can't explain how much it means to me what you have done… accepting to be my childe, to be mine forever, to be my bonded and pledged and now my wife, to bear my name… not to mention the gifts you've bestowed me," he said, but she interrupted him.
"Eric, what you've given me is much more than anything I have ever offered you. You gave me your protection and help even before you knew much about me, when I was just a nasty brat, thinking I knew everything just because I could hear everything anyone around me thought. You helped and saved me and provided for me when I could not do those things by myself and you never asked anything of me that I did not give consensually.
"You saved me from Long Shadow, from Bill Compton, from Sophie Anne, from Andre, from the Nevada vamps, from Debbie Pelt and from anyone that's ever came after me, but most importantly, you saved me from myself, Eric. You helped me understand who I am, you helped me believe in my powers and you taught me how to use them, rather than hide behind them. You also gave me yourself, your love, your blood, your life. You've given me your desire and your lust and you wanted me forever. That's the most important thing for me. The fact that you love me so deeply that you would want to keep me for eternity," she said, now lying on her back, his hand still draped over her abdomen.
"Jag älskar dig."
"Jag älskar dig, min man," she replied and lifted her face to kiss him.
They fell asleep in each other's arms, content and happy.
Sookie woke as the Sun was climbing up the sky the following morning and she gently nudged Eric.
"Eric, my dear husband, wake up," she said as she kissed his cheek.
"What is it, Lover?" he asked in an adorable voice.
"It's morning. Come join me outside," she said.
"We can't go out, Lover. Our neighbours know I'm a vampire," he replied.
"Ah, but now they can't see us. That's what Amelia did to our house. They can see the building, but once we're through the gates no one can see us here," she said and his eyes widened at the news.
"You asked her this?" he questioned.
"Yes. She researched it and made if for us, on top of the protection charms."
"Your witch deserves a hefty gift," Eric said, smiling from ear to ear.
"It's her gift to us, she won't take anything in return," she said.
"Fine then. Come, my bride, let's enjoy the morning," he said as he got up from the bed.
They hadn't been able to enjoy the sunlight since they came home from Sweden, over a month beforehand. He didn't realize how much he had come accostumed to it.
Hand in hand they exited the house, bare naked. He reveled in the feel of the Louisiana sun on his skin, much warmer than the northern Swedish one. They went behind the mansion where a few lounge chairs rested near the drained pool.
"I have a surprise for you," she said and kept pulling on his hand until they passed the pool house. Between the trees there lay a canopy bed, much like the one they shared on the island.
"How did you get this here without my knowing?" he asked, smiling.
"Oh, I have my ways. Now, husband, come get me," she said and popped herself to the bed.
He was on her in a second, grabbing at her skin, reveling in the privacy the charm gave them, knowing that she would not have felt comfortable without it. He kissed and nipped at her neck, while she pumped his evergrowing errection. He flipped her on the bed, her nose between the pillows as his hand went under her pelvis raising her hips slightly. Eric entered her slowly, reveling in the increased tightness the new position gave them. When he was fully sheathed inside her, he lay his body over hers, pinned her hands beside her head and started pumping into her. His legs went outside her own and he pressed them together, increasing the friction and pressure even more. She groaned and moaned at the new sensation. His thrust hit every nerve ending in her pussy, her spot under constant hammering, while her clit was getting pressure from her closed legs.
She came around his cock and took him with her, the tightness unbearable.
"That was..." she said.
"Incredible," he finished.
"That too. That was new. How come we haven't done that before?" she asked, still panting unnecesary breaths.
"I was too heavy for you when you were human and ever since the change we've done quite a lot new stuff as well," he chuckled and rolled off of her.
Sookie turned and took her spot in the crook of his arm, her leg going over his, her arm crossing his abs.
"So, are you taking me on a honeymoon?" she joked as she trailed circled around his skin.
"Actually yes, my love. We're going to Vegas the day after tomorrow," he replied and waited for her reaction.
"Vegas? Are you nuts? We're going for him already?" she asked as she raised on her elbow.
"Well you're the one that wanted to go and talk nicely to him instead of taking his head off. So yes, we're going to Felipe to talk, for now. We're going to spend a few days there as well, along with Pam and Alex and then return home. We can go to California then to visit the Ancient Pythoness as well. I'm fairly certain she's waiting for us," Eric said.
"Has she called?" Sookie asked.
"No, but that does not mean she's not expecting us," he replied.
"You're right. So, what do we do about de Castro?" Sookie asked.
She settled back on his arm and they spent the next hours talking about what they were about to do, who they could count on and back up plans to the back up plans. Eric was a strategic genius and she couldn't figure out why he had waited for so long to take over and she asked him so.
"I've been waiting for you, my love," he replied and kissed her forehead.
As you might have noticed, my updating timetable has gone to shit. I'll just update when I can, promise at least once a week. I'm sorry for last week, but I wrote three chapter the previous week (wednesday, saturday and sunday posted) and I just needed a little break from it to get a little perspective of things.
xoxo
Gaby