Hey! I'm sorry it's taken so long, but this is the last chapter and I tried to make it as perfect as possible and fit everything in there that should get out there.
If you haven't read "Dust and Blood" yet, go check it out first. It's an EPOV to ch. 23, as per Whodat's request and with a bit of her help along the way.
Since this is the last chapter, I'd like to thank each and every one of you that read and reviewed throughout this journey. It's been wonderful to hear from everyone and the number of people who have read this left me gaping. Literally. You are all so wonderful! I wanted to list each and everyone of you, but some might be opposed to the idea. hehe
Biggest thanks goes to my wonderful beta, Keri (belleviolette) who has helped me up along the way and pushed me to write in the first place (afterwards, she just kicked my ass to do it). hehe. I love you hon!
There's an epilogue coming your way in the next few days as well, so check that one out as well.
I have another story planned, all human, this time. I'll post the teaser chapter here for everyone that has the story on follow, and move it to a thread once it's done. It's gonna be a while, now, though since I'll be a bit busy in the following weeks.
Without further nonsense, here it is.
The very next day, they traveled to New Orleans and they settled themselves in Sophie Anne's opulent mansion.
"Did she really need all this?" Sookie asked.
"Of course not. It's all for show. Whoever visited her could say she was wealthy beyond the normal limits. Tacky tastes, of course, but still wealthy. The truth is, she had spent a lot of money through the ages and her funds were greatly thinned out. The Great Revelation damaged her wealth further and Katrina seriously put a dent in it," Eric replied as they walked through the gold painted hallways.
"Most of the compound was rebuilt with Felipe's money after the takeover," Pam said, and added that it was redone in the same style due to the exact same lack of taste as the former Queen's.
As they reached the big welcoming foyer, they met Rasul. He bowed low and welcomed them to the estate.
"I vow to guard you with my life," he said, his eyes still on the ground.
"Thank you, Rasul," Sookie said in a kind voice. "Thank you for everything you've done on such short notice. It is greatly appreciated."
"It is nothing. The place hasn't been lived in since Victor Madden has gone missing. It is a pleasure to finally have someone live here, especially the Chosen Couple," he replied, smiling. He had always liked Sookie and he knew the Viking to be a trustworthy vampire.
"I see news travels fast. At this rate there won't be any need for the Announcement at all," Eric said with amusement.
"You know the supes, my King. They gossip like old ladies in church," Rasul said.
"Yes, you are right about that. Will you join us in the office? Sookie and I wish to speak to you."
With that, Pam and Alexander went to their room, while Rasul lead the way to the offices. He opened the door and let Sookie enter first, followed by Eric. The Viking settled behind the desk into a big office chair and Sookie sat on the edge of the desk, crossing her legs.
"Immortality suits you," Rasul complimented her.
"Thank you. It is nice to see you again," she replied.
"We called you here because I have a proposition for you," Eric said. "We want you to be the Sheriff of Area 1. Do you accept?"
"Me? A Sheriff? That is a great honor. Are you sure?" Rasul asked incredulous.
"Of course. Sookie thinks you are trust worthy and you know the area well enough to take care of it. You will coordinate with Pamela and the two of us if you are to accept."
"Of course. Thank you. I will not disappoint you, I promise," he said.
"I know you won't. If any problem arises, you are to call one of us or Pamela. Now, we need to organize the big event that is to take place in a fortnight. You will coordinate with the ladies about the details,"
"Of course. Who will be invited, if I may ask?" Rasul asked.
"Every king and queen from the States and some from abroad. Vampires, faeries, daemons and witches. The Ancient Pythoness and her sisters. Everyone," Eric replied.
"I understand. Well then, we must get to work to get everything settled," Rasul said and excused himself to go find some organizers to be able to make lists.
For the following two weeks Sookie, Pam and Rasul worked on taking care of every detail that came to their mind. The list of invites reached a staggering 400 bodies, but they were assured they would all fit in the compound. Sookie was getting nervous about the ceremonies and Pamela was getting nervous about her pledging.
"You aren't getting cold feet, are you?" Sook asked.
"I already have cold feet," Pam said confused.
"Come on, Pam. You know what I mean. Did you change your mind?"
"No. I love him and I want this," she replied, still slightly distraught.
"You know that's the first time you actually said those words in front of me?" Sookie noticed.
"What words?"
"You said you love him," she replied with a smirk.
"Well, it's true. Why beat around the bush?"
"You have nothing to worry yourself over," Sookie said while squeezing her hand.
"I know, I'm just silly. Anyway, what shall we do about food?" she asked, effectively changing the subject.
Since Sookie was still a young vampire, she was the only one with any valid insight on what the "chewers" on the guest list would want.
Before they knew it, it was the day of the event. The girls had their dresses ready for the evening and Sookie was taking care of the last details in the morning hours. The compound was buzzing with activity.
The ballroom was decorated in red and white, the stage draped in the same colors. The room was bare of any chairs, but at one end there was a long table, filled with glasses designated for the different beverages the guests were to drink.
The wide doors to the adjoining room were open and there were fifty big round tables with white tablecloths and red decorations.
Flowers were situated around the room in big vases, a mix of red and white roses. Music filtered softly through the speakers, some of the aides making sure everything was working.
After first dark guests started arriving, the first to get there being the Ancient Pythoness and four other women, along with four male vampires carrying what looked like scrolls. They were directed to one room at the side of the stage where they settled themselves.
Jason and Amelia entered the compound hand in hand, him in a dashing tux and her in a deep gray, beaded, floor-length dress. Alcide and Alessia were right behind them, as well as Claude and Dermot, both dressed in tuxes.
In the next hour, most of the vampires who had fought along Sookie and Eric were there – Stan and his girlfriend, Thomas, Russell and Bartlett and all the other neighboring kings and queens. The room filled quickly as more and more guests arrived.
The daemon lawyer looked dashing as always, his niece at his arm. For once, Diantha chose only one color for a dress, and it was bubblegum pink.
Sookie and Pam were doing each others' hair. While Sookie had it piled up beautifully, with only a few lose strands encasing her face, Pam had it gathered on one side in a braid.
Both their dresses were crimson red with sparkling accents. Pam's had a deep V cleavage, straps entwining behind her back and holding together her otherwise backless dress.
Sookie's was a one-shouldered gown that followed her body line and flared from above her knees. Underneath her breasts a crystal encrusted belt lightened up the dress.
Eric and Alex had mostly stayed out of the girls' way for the past two weeks, only getting their attention in the confines of their bedrooms. Tonight, however, they had finally seen them relax some and dared approach them after they finished dressing.
"How are you two?" Eric said as he entered the room, his dark tux contrasting with the red of his shirt.
"We're fine, honey. How are you?" Sookie asked, her face inclining to his as she asked for a kiss.
"Good. Most of the guests are downstairs already. We should get going soon," he replied after kissing her.
"We'll be ready in a minute. Where's Alex?" Pam asked.
"Right here," he replied, entering the room. His tux resembled Eric's, but his shirt was white. His tie however, was the same shade of red as the girls' dresses.
He walked behind Pam and kissed her neck as she finished the last touch-ups to Sookie's hair.
"We're done here," she announced and they headed for the door.
They came down the stairs slowly and entered the room. Sookie and Eric were first and everyone in the room fell silent and bowed their heads, some lower than others. They walked through the crowd, nodding to some and hugging the family members, Sookie being especially happy to see Dermot, who was fully healed. Alex left their side to let the AP know everyone was ready for the ceremony.
A few minutes later, the Ancient Pythoness stepped on the stage and everyone dropped to their knees, the room falling silent.
"Rise," she said, and motioned for Sookie and Eric to join her onstage.
"Tonight I am joined here by my sisters, four seers from around the world," she said, as the women made their entrance. They had been turned in old age as well.
"We will begin the ceremony in a minute, as soon as our last guest joins us," she said.
A loud pop echoed through the room, and a tall figure with long, light-blonde hair walked to the stage. His features were beautiful and filled with happiness. The sound of his cane hitting the floor resonated throughout the room.
"My lady," Niall said, bowing to the AP.
"Prince Niall," she replied curtly.
He then proceeded to walk in front of Eric. He smiled at him and extended a hand to shake. Sookie could barely contain herself at the sight of him.
"Great grand-father, I'm so happy to see you," she said as she hugged him fiercely. A series of gasps erupted through the crowd.
"Now, we can continue. Eric and Sookie Northman, please kneel," she said and they did so on the soft pillows that were placed in the middle of the stage.
"Felipe De Castro has lost his mind recently, and he has committed grave actions that are not permissible between supernatural races by imprisoning a fairy, so he could drink his blood. The Northmans claimed the territories of Louisiana and Arkansas as they were rightfully theirs, due to the Viking's position under Sophie Anne Le Clerq's regime. De Castro brought war upon them and lost his head in the encounter.
"I hereby recognize the authority of Eric and Sookie Northman over Louisiana, Arkansas and Nevada. Is there anyone who wishes to dispute their rule?" the Pythoness asked.
"I do," said a female voice from the other end of the room. The vampire was tall, with long, black hair, and she gracefully made her way to the front of the stage. Sookie watched her with a curious gaze while Eric's was downright irritated.
"Marianne, Queen of California, with what claim do you object to my ruling?" the ancient vampire asked.
"I do not object to Eric Northman becoming king, but that girl there cannot be his queen," she said, pointing to Sookie, initiating a series of hisses from the crowd and earning a scowl from Niall.
"And what do you suggest?" the AP asked, irritated.
"I desire to be King Northman's queen. I want an alliance between our states and a marriage contract. I fought at his side against Felipe and I require this as payment," Marianne replied.
"Viking? What do you say?"
"It is true that she fought along us but I will never marry anyone else. I am bonded, pledged and legally married to Sookie," he responded to the Pythoness.
"Hon, what's this about?" Sookie thought to him.
"I'm sorry I haven't told you about her but it slipped my mind over the last few weeks. She approached me after the fight. She's delusional. She requested the alliance by marriage and I was clear to her that would never happen. I am sorry you have to go through this," he replied to her, the bond filling with sorrow.
"Then it is clear to me, queen, that you should limit yourself to your own state," the Pythoness replied, turning a blank gaze to the vampire she was addressing.
"I refuse. Eric Northman should be mine," she shouted.
Sookie had had enough and she rose from her knees in front of the Oracle.
"I suggest you back off," she threatened.
"You bitch. You can't have him all for yourself!" Marianne shouted at Sookie.
"You're wrong. I can. You, however, can't have him at all," Sookie replied, making a show of slowly walking towards her and firing up her hands. The crowd gathered to the sides, leaving the center of the room empty.
Sookie lowered her shields and the more she read her mind, the angrier she got. Marianne had been in love with Eric for centuries but never acted on it because he was not king. The fact that he had denied taking power for so long had kept him safe from her madness, as she only wanted to marry a man of power. Now that Eric had finally reached out and grasped the crown, her screws loosened even more. She'd do anything to remove Sookie from his side.
Eric walked behind his wife and stepped to her side to confront Marianne together. Before any of them could react, Marianne jumped through the air and landed on Eric's back, her hands wrapped around his neck.
"One move and I rip his head off," she said. "Renounce your claim on him!"
Eric was a second away from grabbing her off his back and ripping her to pieces before he noticed Sookie disappear. She popped behind him, grabbed a surprised Marianne by the scruff of her neck and pushed her into the floor, firing her up with one of her light balls. The crazy vampire's yells died out and her body finally turned to ash.
Smiles spread on the faces of the couple's closest friends while Niall gave a deep respectful nod when Sookie met his eyes.
"The King and Queen of Louisiana, Arkansas, Las Vegas and California," the Ancient Pythoness announced, pride in her voice.
Her words were met with applauses as the shock wore off.
"We renounce any claim on California. Her second in command can have it," Eric spoke up.
"Very well them. Please, return here," the AP said.
The couple joined the stage with the Pythoness, her sisters and Niall.
"I will postpone the pledge of fealty that usually comes after a coronation like this and I would like to tell you a story of the past," her voice resonated through the room as silence fell over the guests once more.
"Nearly two millennia ago, I announced the arrival of what I have since called the "Chosen Couple". The prophecy came to me one night and it spoke about a man and a woman of opposite natures who would come together out of love. I know feelings are not something vampires talk or share much about, but none of us should forget that all our roots stay in humanity and human feelings.
"One of light will turn to night,
Accepting the love's bite.
One of night will see the light,
When love will take flight.
The mates will rule outright,
And the world they will rewrite."
She spoke the prophecy in an unusual voice.
"I strongly believe, and my sisters agree with me, that this man and woman beside me are the ones the prophecy speaks about.
"Eric Northman, born over a thousand years ago in the northern regions of Europe, has been exactly what his maker desired him to be – a cold-hearted killer. His life seemed dull, I am sure, after a thousand years of walking the Earth. Each and every one of us who reach such an age knows exactly how this feels.
"However, he did not back away when his soul recognized its mate, and he let himself get caught up in the most terrifying and wonderful thing – love. And thus, he took the first step towards fulfilling the prophecy.
"Apparently human to those around her, but gifted with an uncanny ability, Sookie Northman has been a supernatural cocktail, if you wish. My research revealed a strong fairy heritage on his father's side of the family, the most prominent member being present here tonight, in the person of Prince Niall Brigant of the sky fae. From her mother's side however, Sookie comes from multiple backgrounds, her blood bearing traces of were, daemon and a link to a strong line of natural born witches.
"Bonded and pledged to Eric Northman, she accepted to relinquish her mostly human background and become one of us, a walker of the night, because of the love she has for the Viking and thus, taking the last step towards fulfilling the prophecy.
"They are strong together, and on their own, and they will be just rulers. I am appointing them Supreme Justices over the supernatural creatures of America," the Pythoness said and the announcement was met with murmurs of approval.
One of the seers stepped forward.
"I am appointing them Supreme Justices over the supernatural creatures of Europe," she said, and her other three sisters repeated the process by announcing their rule over Asia, Africa and Australia.
Sookie and Eric were looking from one another to the five ladies in front of them and couldn't believe their ears.
The men who had carried the scrolls stepped forward and started reading name after name of vampire, daemon and fairy kings and queens and pack masters in their respective continents who had approved and signed their decision to listen to the seers and recognize Sookie's and Eric's position.
"Please face your retinue and guests and receive their fealty," she instructed.
As if on command, the entire room fell to their knees. Vampires, weres, fairies, witches and daemons bowed their heads in front of them and all spoke in unison.
"I pledge my life in your service and I vow to follow your judgment."
Eric was the first to recover from the emotional rollercoaster he had gone through in the past minutes.
"We accept," he said and Sookie followed once more with "please rise".
"The Northmans will intervene in problems between supernatural races and between supernaturals and humans. Our goal is to finally have some peace. If there is any issue that needs to be dealt with, refer to the Northmans and do as they instruct. They can be contacted at any hour, within reason, as they are indeed, daywalkers," the Pythoness said and was met with gasps and murmurs.
"Let the party begin," she said, but Eric interrupted.
"Actually, we want to do something. It will be our first act as King and Queen," Eric said and won the attention of the audience.
"Pamela, Alexander, please join us," Sookie said and the two vamps approached the scene.
Claude came up to the stage and handed them the two objects that he had made sure to bring from their house – the ceremonial knife and the goblet. He then placed a small, tall table in front of them.
"Tonight we will witness the pledging of these two vampires, our regents in Louisiana and Arkansas, Pamela Ravenscroft and Alexander Bjorn," he addressed the guests.
Sookie and Eric placed their hands over each other and held the ceremonial knife, waiting for Pam and Alex to step forward. They exchanged a loving look and walked in front of their family. They allowed Sookie and Eric to slice their wrists and watched as their blood spilled and mingled in the goblet. As soon as their wounds closed, Alex grabbed the knife that Eric was offering him, brought it to his lips, kissed it softly and handed it to Pam who accepted it. She mimicked his actions and offered him the knife back. Alex placed it on a small table Claude had brought. She gulped down half of the contents of the goblet and then handed it to Alex who drained it dry. The second the glass was away from their lips they were on each other, the taste of their mixed blood efficiently working like an aphrodisiac.
They didn't even wait for congratulations as they zipped out of the room and up the stairs.
Eric chuckled and told everyone that they'd get a chance to give their best wishes later, when the happy couple was through "destroying the room".
The music started and the first to approach them was Niall.
"You have kept your promise," he said to Eric.
"I never made a promise to you and I didn't do it for you. I took the crown because she deserves to be a queen," the Viking replied sternly. It had never been about Niall, and Eric wanted to make it clear that he hadn't taken his words as an order.
"Indeed she does," he said after a moment.
"How did you get here?" Sookie asked.
"My childe, I have opened the portals for a short amount of time to be able to reach the ceremony tonight. You look magnificent," he addressed her.
"Thank you Niall. It's great to see you. How long will you be staying on our realm?"
"I actually have to get back. I don't want to leave them open too long," he said.
"Thank you for coming, great grandfather," she said and stepped closer to hug him.
"There is no place on Earth or Fairy I'd rather be than here, my dear," he told her as his fingers traced her face. "You will be magnificent as a queen. Be yourself and everyone will love you," he advised before turning to Eric.
"Take care of her and yourself," he said nodding to the Viking.
"I will," Eric said solemnly, this time meaning to make it sound like a vow.
A loud noise was heard as Niall disappeared.
For the next hours, they mixed and mingled with their guests, stopping to receive congratulations and questions. Most, of course, were related with their ability of daywalking, many of them wondering how it was possible, a question to which they said they had no answer. That would remain their secret and it would certainly stop others from trying to harm fairies for the sole reason of walking in sunlight.
Others requested their assistance on personal matters, a problem with fellow vampires, or with a werewolf down the road from his business, or a witch that had taken shop around the corner or the bigot next door. By the time they made their first round they knew what their first assignment would be and how they would approach the subject.
"I'm actually looking forward to this," she said.
"I know. I wish we could do it my way, rather than the peaceful way," Eric replied with a hint of fang.
"Shush now. We have to restore peace, not hedge war against other species," she admonished him, much like a wife would with her unreasonable husband.
"Well, we'll resolve everything when we get back," he said, wrapping his arm around her waist.
"Get back from where?" she asked curious, throwing smiles left and right.
"Surprise location, my love. And keep out," he warned, not wanting to say out loud that she could read his mind. Although they fully expected that those asking for their help would be fully open with them and speak the truth, it was better if Sookie's built-in lie detector would remain hidden.
An hour and a half into the reception Pam and Alex made their big re-entrance in the applause of the general audience.
"Congratulations to the regents of Louisiana and Arkansas," Eric toasted, raising his glass of Royalty.
"To Pamela and Alexander," came the reply of those present, which seemed to be truly enjoying themselves.
They were soon waltzing around the room and were joined by some of the other couples.
"Sandy, could we have a minute?" Eric asked the Las Vegas vamp.
"Of course your Majesties," she said, making a little curtsies.
"I trust all is well," he said.
"Of course. We sold everything on the list you told me to and invested the money as you instructed. My estimations show that the profit of the state will increase substantially," she replied.
They had agreed to sell most of the lavish properties that De Castro had bought because they were expensive to maintain and useless on top of it all.
"Sookie and I had been talking and we have a proposition for you," he said and let Sookie finish.
"We'd like to name you our regent in Las Vegas. You know the territory best and you've been doing this for a long time now. We'll deal with anything we have to, but in case there isn't anything serious we'll probably be in Louisiana. We'll come visit often and we do expect a nightly update, but other than that, you're the say-so of the state. Will you agree?" she asked.
"Of course. It is an honor for me to be offered this position. I promise I will not disappoint," Sandy replied humbly.
"Name your sheriffs and announce us a date when we should come visit. We want to meet them all and know that we can trust them," Eric instructed, then told her to enjoy her night.
"How about we head out of here?" she asked, suddenly needing to be with him, alone, in their quiet room, where they could fill it with their sounds.
He felt her need and craving and his lips found hers in an instant.
"If I give you a location you've never been to, do you think you'll be able to get us there?" he asked.
"I can try. Where to?" she asked.
His mind told him not to reveal the secret, but his heart told him that he really shouldn't care.
"Caribbean, Grassy Cay Island," he replied.
"Is it ours?" she asked, her nails scrapping the back of his neck.
"Yes. Why?"
"Because I find it easier to teleport to a place we own. No idea why," she replied.
He reluctantly moved out of her embrace and cleared his throat.
"Excuse me!" he said out loud. "Thank you for coming here tonight, please continue enjoying yourselves. If there are any problems, let us know, but otherwise, for the next week, Sookie and I are on our honeymoon," he smirked and the other vampires did too. "Have a good evening," he finished and took Sookie's hand, guiding her to the Ancient Pythoness.
"Thank you for all that you have done, your Highness," he said, bowing his head.
"It was no problem. I enjoy seeing that our world finally has a more peaceful future along the way. Now go and enjoy that of which we can only dream of, the tropical sunshine," she said smiling.
"Let us know if there's anything else we can do," Sookie said, took Eric's hand and thought of the name he had given her.
Within seconds they were standing in the middle of the beach, a house illuminated by the moonlight a few dozen yards away.
"We didn't pack anything," she said, remembering they had no luggage.
"We won't need any clothes for the rest of the week," he said in a low voice as he took the last step until his body was flush with hers.
"Mmm, I love the way you think, min man," she replied, her nose trailing up his throat, ticking him with her deliberate breath.
His hands wrapped around her back and pulled her body closer as his mouth descended on hers. His fingers trailed lightly over her exposed back and they were soon lowering her zipper. Her dress pooled to her feet and she kicked it to the side, remaining dressed in only her underwear, her thigh highs and her tall high heeled shoes.
Her hands found his shoulders and she used his body as leverage as she jumped and wrapped her legs around his hips. His hands went under her ass, keeping her weight and he zipped to the closest palm tree and put her back to it.
His kisses grew in urgency as her damp panties rubbed against the front of his tented pants. Her hand went between their bodies and she swiftly lowered his zipper, shoved a hand inside and took his hardened length out. He groaned at the contact as she started pumping him furiously.
One of his hands joined hers between their bodies and pushed her panties to the side. She released him quickly and her hands went to his neck as he thrust deep inside her.
His thrusts were frantic and hard and her movements shaky as she tried to keep up with him. She would always try to return the favor in the beginning, but he loved how she relinquished her power to him after a while and just let him take over, let him fuck her however he wanted to.
Their movements were crazed and the only thing on their mind was finding their much needed release. His thumb found her clit and started working it furiously, making her hands dig deeper into his jacket as her orgasm took her. The vice-like tightening of her pussy brought him over, too, and he came with a roar that woke up all the sleeping creatures of the island.
Her legs unwrapped from around his hips and she leaned on the tree, counting on it to support her weight, as her knees were shaking.
"I love you so much," he said as his hands cupped her face, tilting it up to his.
The stars reflected in her eyes as bloody tears welled up there, the emotion overwhelming her.
"I love you, too," she replied, their lips meeting in a sweet kiss, completely opposite of how hard they had just fucked.
He took off his jacked and shirt, throwing his tie away and then he opened up his belt. He let his pants pool at his feet and he stepped out of them and kicked off his shoes and socks. He stood there naked, in front of her, bathed in the moonlight. Her desired ignited again at the sight of him.
He dropped to his knees and he took off her heels slowly and then rolled her thigh-highs down her legs and then hooked his fingers in the side of her panties, pulling them down as well. He kissed his way up her body and nuzzled his nose between her breasts as he stood up. His nimble fingers quickly unhooked the strapless bra that was holding her breasts prisoner and dropped it to the sand, too.
Eric took her hand and led her to the water that was rippling in quiet waves. The water was warm as they made their way through, advancing a few yards until the water reached the top of his thighs. She was already in the water up to her belly so she decided to duck beneath and then resurfaced once more.
He spun her around in front of him and his big arms cradled her to his chest, his fingers trailing lightly over the skin of her back.
"You have shown me a new way to live, Sookie. I have become a better man because of you and because of the love you have for me and the love I have for you. I would not trade you for anything in the world, my wife," he said in a hushed tone, afraid to ruin the magic of the moment, the magic of their first night on their honeymoon.
"And I wouldn't trade you for anything in the world. I was foolish to deny my feelings for so long and even when I did become yours, I still held back, afraid of my own shadows," she said, hoping he'd understand that her relationship with Bill had cause her trust issues, and hoping that he wouldn't make her say the name she never wanted to speak again. "When I let you in completely I learned that life could be so much better, and I embraced my nature, which made me feel at ease with myself. If anything, you're the one who showed me a new way of life, my love," she whispered back, gazing into his eyes.
Their lips met tenderly and their embrace tightened.
"Float back," he instructed, as her hand found his hardness again.
She complied and spread on her back, her hair floating in the water beside her. He spread her legs and pulled her closer, the salty water keeping her up without problem. His fingers teased her pussy softly, occasionally plunging in, testing her wetness, while his other hand teased her nipples. Her body was soon shaking with desire.
"Please," she whispered and he smirked. He loved it when she begged for the pleasure only he could bring her.
He took his cock in his hand and poised it at her entrance. He pulled her slowly towards him, until their bodies were completely joined together. She let out a soft sigh of satisfaction. They made love slowly under the moon and the stars, their bodies moving easily through the water. They came together quietly and he soon joined her, floating on his back, reveling in the aftershocks of their orgasm and pulled her closely.
"Forever, lover."
"Forever," she sighed, as she found her place in the crook of his arm.
Thank you all for reading, and remember there's still a short epilogue coming your way, delivered by your favorite Viking himself.
Please let me know what you think of the story, now that we have reached the end of the journey.
I love you all,
xoxo
Gaby