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Chapter 21
EPOV
"Test your light once more for us, Lover?" I beseech of our Sookie as the three of us trail into the darkness of the tomb together. Just as before, I feel the love she holds for both Godric and myself flowing steadily between us before the gloominess of the tomb is softly set aglow by her fae light.
"So weird," Sookie remarks, shaking her head as she lets her lighted palm guide her towards the nearby matchbook and candles. "It's like this stupid thing has a mind of its own or something," she grumbles, fumbling with the candles before succeeding in lighting several. All the while, mine and Godric's gazes are fixed steadily upon her, mirroring frowns shared between the two of us.
"And you said you were unable to produce your light earlier today, dear one?" Godric questions curiously to earn a firm nod from our Sookie as she stands before us, her intense, sapphire eyes affixed upon her glowing palm.
"Yeah," she whispers before raising her gaze to us once more. "It's weird, right? That it turns on and off all on its own?" she questions before shaking her head fervently. "It has to be the bond," she adds, drawing nearer. "The stronger the bond, the more control I'll have, I'm sure."
"And if this is not the case, Lover?" I find I have to question, needing to know she's still willing to go ahead with the bond before I can take this any further.
"Look," she starts with a sigh. "Even if something wonky is going on with my light, having ancient vampire bloods running through my veins is only gonna give me the edge I need right now, guys. We still have no idea what the hell Breandan has planned and after seeing his little power display this evening, I say we need any fucking edge we can get," she reasons matter of factly and I find I cannot argue with her logic.
"Good enough for me," I answer back, earning a wicked smirk from my love before I begin sliding her jacket off her slender shoulders. I feel my Maker's earlier wariness melting away as inch after scintillating inch of golden skin is revealed before us and in a flash, our collective wardrobe is tossed away and a guttural groan escapes me, watching my golden fae sink to her knees between us. Fucking Odin, just when I think I couldn't possibly love this woman more than I already do.
"Dear one?" Godric questions just before a devious smirk plays upon our love's tempting lips, her heated gaze switching back and forth between our equally hardened arousals.
"I wonder," she whispers, her eyes twinkling with wicked intent before I'm left groaning at the sensation of wetted lips dragging teasingly along my inner thigh.
"Lover," I warn lowly, my hand fisting golden silk as I once more catch sight of glowing sapphire. "It would be wholly unwise to tease us currently."
"Who's teasing?" she purrs lowly, bringing soft hisses from both Godric and myself as her heated palms wrap themselves firmly around the both of us simultaneously. Briefly, the thought that we are to be proceeding with the second bond crosses my mind, but as my love begins to grant me sure, steady strokes with her heated, silken palm, all reason and logic are dismissed entirely.
"Sookie," Godric gasps out, his hand falling heavily to my shoulder for support before we're left looking down together, both transfixed by the sight of our love's bobbing golden head, by the sight of pink, plush lips wrapped firmly around first my Maker's and then my own throbbing erection, a wholly erotic vision in and of itself that leaves me groaning low as I, too, reach out to steady myself by taking firm hold of Godric's shoulders.
"Fuck," I breathe out into the crook of Godric's throat. Pale hands take firm hold upon my face before my half lidded gaze is met by glowing emerald orbs. Firm, familiar lips capture my own into a searing kiss and I quite willingly fall under his spell, giving as good as I get as our eager mouths fall into a familiar battle for dominance.
"Shit, yes," Godric groans, suddenly pulling from our kiss as I feel his elation spiking between us. My curious gaze falls to our kneeling fae and I'm left biting my bottom lip in yearning upon seeing her blunt teeth sunk deeply into the pale flesh of my Maker's inner thigh. Oh, holy hell, our love really is perfect in every fucking way that counts.
Soft mewling sounds rise from our Sookie as she drinks deeply of my Maker's ancient bloods and as her crimson stained tongue licks languidly at the quickly healing puncture wounds, my anticipation is already spiking, longing for her bite.
"You ready, Viking?" she teases, darting her pink tongue out over her blood coated lips to bring an admittedly pitiful whimper from me as my head nods fervently.
"Fuck, yes, please," I beg unabashedly, earning me a smoldering grin from my love before the feel of her heated breath is warming my cool, overly sensitive flesh. Wet, scorching heat of my love's wicked tongue trails tauntingly along the long line of my thigh and it's only Godric's firm hold upon me that finds me standing as the exquisite, stinging pain of blunt teeth finally, finally is granted me by my enchanting, golden fae.
"My child, my love, I've got you," Godric's voice breathes silkily against my throat just before we're sinking to our knees together, as all the while, my Sookie continues to hungrily drink from my thigh.
"Lover," I gasp out, feeling her pulls at my wounds diminishing before I have her pulled abruptly upon my lap. My iron will is all but crumbled as my mouth covers her own, relishing in the taste of mine and Godric's mixed bloods flavoring our impassioned kiss.
"Please," the soft plead falls from my Sookie's lips as I feel her taking firm hold upon me once more, aligning my throbbing arousal with her sodden sex. I could never deny of her of anything, let alone something so immensely appealing, and am eager to oblige her, guiding her supple hips over my lap before sinking inch after hardened inch into silken heat.
Godric's hold upon me alters to bring me out of my momentary reverie and I'm left groaning low once I feel him aligning against me. My arm instinctually reaches back, a low purr escaping me as my fingers delve into silken locks and the subsequent feel of my Maker's hardened length sinking deeper inside me leaves me trembling with need.
Once our three bodies are married snuggly together, Godric places a tender kiss to the side of my throat the bonds between us humming with shared devotions. He then sends me a knowing wink as he proceeds to lean further forward to place his pale lips upon our Sookie's golden throat and I'm left following suit, knowing we've yet to complete the final step that will tie our love tighter to us still.
Sookie's breath hitches upon feeling dual sets of fangs at either side of her slender neck and I press the softest of kisses upon that tantalizing flesh of hers before finding I'm unable to hold back even a moment longer. Glistening fangs pierce supple, sun kissed skin and in this perfect moment, I am lost, lost to my fae's intoxicating taste, to her all-encompassing scent, as well as lost to the feel of both my loves joined so intimately to myself.
It's the feeling of Sookie's slender fingers weaving themselves through my hair that manages to break my momentary trance and I begin rocking my hips gently, receiving mirroring moans of approval as I proceed to drink deeply of my love, letting her sweet ambrosia trail languidly over my tongue before spilling into my waiting gullet. Odin knows I could never tire of this, of any part.
With the bonds opened fully between us, I'm left in a state of awe, hardly able to believe the fates have deemed me worthy of this happiness, this utter perfection I feel in the loving embrace of my two dearest loves. Our lovemaking is slow, gentle and by the time Godric and I are licking clean the wounds at our shared love's throat, I can already feel our impending release encroaching steadily upon us.
Muted sighs soon signal our shared climax and the three of us are soon sprawled out over the pallet below, our bodies shuddering against one another as we fall into blissful contentment. Sookie hums softly, snuggling between Godric and myself and my Maker sends me a knowing smile before kissing me softly, his love welling steadily between us.
"Now, dear one, how do you think your light will respond?" Godric questions softly, earning an eager grin from our love before she abruptly sits up between us. Instantly, her palm is aglow and Godric and I are left grinning widely, feeling her triumph spring up between us.
"Wow," Sookie whispers, sending us a curious gaze before sharply throwing her light orb at a deteriorating statue set up across the tomb. The three of us duck and Sookie's delighted giggling must be contagious as Godric and I soon join in her laughter, a feeling of relief settling between us as it seems our Sookie should have no trouble at all controlling her fae abilities from here on out.
"Just wait until Breandan gets a glimpse of this, Lover," I remark, regretting my words instantly once my love's anger is spiking between us at the mere mention of our foe's name.
"That fucker needs to die," my Sookie grits out, rising from the bed where she begins anxiously pacing. "If only there were some way to find the source of this new strength of his, because I don't believe for even one fucking second that he's not somehow amping his powers," she muses aloud, a thoughtful frown forming over her face.
"A swift offence is our only option, dear one," Godric logics, earning our love's instant attention. "We strike hard and fast, aiming not to maim, but to kill. I see no other way."
"And if he gets in a killing blow himself?" Sookie questions softly, her fear welling between us. "What am I supposed to do then? How am I supposed to survive if I lose either of you?"
"Lover," I chastise gently, motioning my love closer. "You'll never have to worry about that. Godric and I are here to stay, Water Fae or no, we will succeed because we must, for your sake as well as our own," I reassure her, pulling her back into our loving embrace.
"I want so much to believe you, to trust that everything will work out, to believe that fate is smiling upon us," Sookie sighs out, settling between the two of us before raising her watery gaze to meet our own wary ones. "But I'm scared. I'm so fucking scared and I hate myself for letting my fear get away with me like this, but I just can't help it."
"Dear one," Godric soothes softly, only to earn a firm headshake from our love before she presses forward.
"You don't get it, losing my own life is one thing, but to lose you, either of you," a broken sigh cuts her words of momentarily as Godric and I work to soothe her. "Maybe this, this right here, is exactly why I pushed so hard against falling for anyone, against letting anyone in. I'm at my most vulnerable, not because of my mortal state, but because I finally have something worth living for, worth dying for."
"Sookie," I sigh out, pulling her tighter against me as I know exactly how she feels, never having felt so vulnerable, so utterly exposed as I do now, having finally found my own personal Valhalla right here in my sweet little fae.
"And this is exactly why we will fight, why we will put everything we have into this upcoming battle, my beloved, for this, what the three of us have found between us, is worth fighting for, worth every ounce of pain, worth every struggle and I refuse to see us fail, especially now that we're at the finish line," Godric asserts firmly, earning dual nods from Sookie and myself.
"You're right, dammit," Sookie concurs, the smallest of smiles curling her lips. "I've fought too damn hard and have suffered way too long on account of Breandan. I won't play the victim, not anymore. I'll see his defeat, no matter what it takes. He'll never pull us apart. I won't let him," she affirms, her fear finally melting away to leave only that steely determination of hers.
"There's the tough little, badass fae we fell in love with," I tease lightly, leaning down to nip at my Sookie's ear, earning me a soft giggle that manages to bring instant smiles to both mine and Godric's faces.
"Yeah, total badass right here," Sookie remarks teasingly, shaking her head at the two of us as her slender arms wrap around us tightly. "I love you," she then whispers, proceeding to place gentle kisses upon each of our cheeks.
"And we love you, dear one," Godric answers back, his emerald eyes alight with adoration.
"From here until the end of eternity," I add, pressing a soft kiss to her golden head. The three of us stay like that for a time, just wrapped up in one another and I know both Godric and Sookie are right, this isn't apt to be a fight easily won, but it shall be more than worth the effort and Breandan can bet his fae ass Godric and I will both be coming for him with everything we've got, because I'm not about to lose this happiness I've finally managed to find, not for him, not for anyone.