I DON'T OWN SOUTHERN VAMPIRE MYSTERIES OR ANY RESEMBLANCE THEREOF.
WHATS THAT YOU SAY? ANOTHER CHAPTER SO QUICKLY? WELL YES GUYSIES. THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER WAS GOING TO BE MUCH LONGER. I SPLIT THEM UP.
MANY THANKS TO HOPESTREET… AND PS, HE MIGHT GET CHLORINE POISONING BUT WHAT A WAY TO GO HUH? (THAT WILL MAKE SENSE LATER TO YOU NON-BETA PEOPLES)
OH YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE. THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER BEFORE THE EPILOGUE. IT'S BEEN A FUN CRAZY ROAD HUH? WELL IT'S NOT OVER JUST YET…
Chapter 29 – Ever After
(Sookie POV)
I hadn't even thought about the honeymoon. But when on the morning of the wedding Niall and Lafayette gave me an envelope with a plane ticket inside, I suddenly blushed. Oh man, I couldn't wait to be married and have sex with my husband for the first time! It was first class to Puerto Rico of course. It was only one-way because they wanted us to stay as long as we wanted. We were leaving on a 2pm flight the following day. Just enough time to get home, collapse, wake up, pack, and run for the plane.
I would have jumped up and hugged them, but Olga, the woman hired to do my hair and makeup, was ready to attack my eyes with glue and false lashes. Instead, they walked out, letting Tara and Pam in. They looked wonderful. Tara was my one and only bridesmaid, and Pam was Eric's best 'man.' Since there was no need for continuity, Pam wore a stunning black velvet pant suit with a white satin ruffled blouse and was definitely the hottest chick at the wedding. Tara wore a simple but lovely long gray dress that hugged her now burgeoning baby bump – she was glowing.
They stayed with me while I got dressed. We laughed and drank champagne, and I enjoyed every minute of my girl time. Just before it was time to get dressed, Pam stepped out. I didn't know why, but I was too excited to worry about it. The seamstress army had done a perfect job, and when I put the dress on, it felt like an old friend. I stepped into the shoes and looked at myself in the mirror. I was a bride! Maybe not a traditional one, but here I was, in my wedding dress, on my wedding day. My only regret was that Gran couldn't be here to see it in the flesh.
I walk into the other room to a round of gasps from Tara and Pam who had made it back. Olga helped me with my wedding hat and veil, and I was ready. I was damn proud that I hadn't cried off all my makeup either! Of course, that was going to change. Pam handed me a small gift bag. I looked at her curiously, but I took it from her and pulled out the card that was sticking out the top.
Lover,
Since I wasn't able to spoil you rotten with every wedding desire, thanks
to the Fairy Godfathers, I had to do something.
I'm hoping that because it's our wedding day, you'll find it
in your heart not to protest my gift.
I love you, Wife.
-Husband
Olga was there with tissues, powder, and mascara immediately to wipe my tears and fix the streaks of mascara running down my face. I put down the card and reached into the bag to find three jewelry boxes. Dammit! He was right! I couldn't protest or complain or anything… it was our wedding day.
As I opened the largest box, I gasped. Inside was a beautiful rose gold and pink stone necklace. There were links of paved stones connecting the rose gold chains. The symbolism wasn't lost on me. I had Tara help me put it on before I moved on to the other boxes, which contained a matching bracelet, and a simple pair of gold and pink stone studs. It was all so beautiful and touching, and it all matched my dress so perfectly. Which made me wonder…
"Before you ask, it was me," said Lafayette from behind me. I hadn't even realized that he had come back into the room. "He wanted to get you diamonds, but I might have subtly suggested that pink sapphires would have been better. Have to say, he did a damn fine job!"
"Yes, he did. They're perfect huh?"
There was a shared moment of silence before Pam spoke up.
"Well kiddies, I hate to ruin the moment, but I have to meet my brother at the altar. Sookie," she said kissing my cheek, "Next time I kiss you, you'll be a Northman… welcome to the clan!" she said as she walked out of the room.
A Northman. I was about to become Mrs. Sookie Northman!
"You ready girl?" asked Tara.
I simply nodded. Lafayette took my arm in his, and we followed Tara to the ceremony room. When I got there, Niall kissed my cheek.
"You've made me a very happy old man, Sookie," he said. Before I could answer, however, the music started up, and Tara started walking. Niall hooked his arm through mine. The doors were opened, and before me was a vision of white: white flowers, white candles, crystal, and my love, Eric, waiting for me, smiling like the luckiest person on earth. I knew exactly how he felt.
(Eric POV)
When the doors opened, the only thing I could do was smile like a fool. Sookie looked… she looked… I still don't have the words. She was stunning, more than stunning really, she looked like a dream walking arm in arm with her Fairy Godfathers. Suddenly Lafayette's hint of pink sapphires made perfect sense as she came closer to me in a pink satin dress that set my heart racing.
She was sexy. She was beautiful. She was mine.
When the Godfathers gave her to me, I was able to look at her for the first time in hours. She was flawless. I projected exactly how stunning I thought she was in the hopes she was listening. When her cheeks flushed, I knew she had heard. She looked right into my eye, and mouthed, "You too."
The vows took much too long. Too, too long. I just wanted to hear 'man and wife.' I tuned out the officiate and answered questions when prompted… I think. It really was a blur. Suddenly people were snickering, and I had no idea why.
"Jesus Christ, Eric!" Pam yelled. "Snap out of it and kiss her you idiot!"
That's all I needed to hear. I picked her up by her waist and kissed her good and proper in front every single person we knew. There was more than one catcall and yelp from the peanut gallery, but I couldn't have possibly cared less. She was my wife - Mrs. Northman!
When I let her down, we walked down the aisle, out of the room and were promptly whisked away by the photographers. We took every conceivable picture. Some by ourselves, with family, with friends, by ourselves again… and then we had to do it all over again with the black and white film camera.
All I wanted to do was molest my wife… WIFE! She looked so fucking sexy in her dress; I was surprised I hadn't flown us to the roof to consummate the marriage. But something told me that Sookie might have wanted to have our first dance before I defiled her. After photos, we were allowed to enjoy our party. There couldn't have possibly been one white flower left in all of New York. Everywhere we looked, there were white orchids, white roses, white lilies, white candles and absolutely everything sparkled.
We danced our first dance to 'I'll be Seeing You.' It was perfect of course.
I'll be seeing you in all the old familiar places,
That this heart of mine embraces; all day through…
We danced, drank, and ate, and the night was a thrilling success. It was well past midnight when Sookie and I collapsed in the car that Pam had arranged for us and would also be picking us up the following day. By the time we arrived at the apartment, both of us were too tired, and possibly too drunk to fool around. All we could manage to do was strip and crawl into bed.
"Brrrrrrring!"
Ugh!
"Brrrrrrring!"
Shit, my head.
"Brrrrrrrring!"
"Hello?" I rasped out as I grabbed my cell.
"Hello Mr. Northman, this Julio. I'm waiting downstairs when you're ready, sir."
"Ready for what Julio?" I somehow managed to get out.
"The car, sir. I'm here and ready to take you to the airport, sir."
"Airport?" What on earth was he talking about?
"Yes sir, United flight 732 to Puerto Rico. It leaves at 2, sir?"
"SHIT! AIRPORT!" Holy hell! We hadn't put the alarm clock on. "Julio we'll be down as soon as possible." I sat bolt up and hung up the phone. "Sookie!"
"Hmmmm?" she mumbled.
"SOOKIE! SOOKIE! WAKE UP!"
"Eric!" she whined.
"DAMMIT SOOKIE WAKE UP! We have a plane to catch!"
"Plane?" she asked confused. She rubbed her eyes, then looked to me and smiled. Very quickly, it hit her. "FUCK! Plane! OH MY GOD!" She ran out of bed to the bathroom. I flew out of bed and into the closet where I grabbed a large duffel bag and began stuffing it with clothes and shoes not even bothering to fold.
When Sookie came into the closet, I took my duffel bag and switched places with her. I gathered my toiletries into the duffel bag with one sweep of my arm and ran back into the closet to put on some clothes. Sookie was throwing things into her bag like a mad woman. I was glad to see that her lingerie drawers were open though, as far as I was concerned they were the most important part of her wardrobe.
Magically, we somehow made it out of the door in 25 minutes and dashed downstairs into Julio's waiting car. Breathing heavily, hung over, and delirious, we suddenly began laughing like hyenas. Every guffaw made my head pound even more but there was nothing I could do – neither of us could stop laughing.
When we arrived at the airport, with plenty of time by the way, we checked in and made it through baggage claim. As soon as we were at our gate, I went out in search of greasy food, coffee, and Advil. A few minutes later, I had McDonald's and packets of pills for us. We downed the coffee, gobbled the food and took the Advil gladly just in time to board the plane. Exhausted and still hung over, we fell asleep and before we knew it, we ready to land.
The Jeep was parked and ready for us in the parking lot, and we made our way down the familiar roads to the house that somehow felt like coming home. The Fairy Godfathers had obviously asked the maid to stock the fridge, and set vases of fresh flowers and bowls of fresh fruit everywhere. It was beautiful, but all we could think of was bed.
We made our way to the bedroom, peeled off our clothes, and were asleep within minutes. Sexy times as husband and wife would have to wait.
I woke up the next morning to the sounds of birds and the far off crashing of waves. Streaks of sun made their way through the blinds, promising light and heat. I rolled over to find that I was alone. There was a note, however:
Husband,
You looked too peaceful to wake up.
Join me poolside.
-Wife
Wife.
It was all still too good to be true. I got up and rooted through my bag for some essentials. I washed my face and brushed my teeth before finding my swim trunks, grabbing a towel, and walking outside into the brilliant light of morning and the tropical heat.
When I got to the pool, I could see Sookie's towel on a chair, and a bottle of water by it, but no Sookie. I set my towel down in the chair next to hers and heard a splash behind me. Sookie's head had just bobbed up from underwater. She smiled when she saw me and swam my way.
There is my wife.
She got to the pool steps and slowly stood up.
There is my topless wife…
She walked her way out of the pool.
There is my completely naked wife…
She was dripping wet, nipples at attention. She stood there, letting the water drip into her curves as they made their slow journey to her feet. She tilted her head to the side and twisted her hair between her hands to ring it out. Was she oblivious to what the sight of her wet, naked, sun glistened body would do to me? She was a fantasy come true.
She licked her lips and looked right at me. A sexy, devilish little smile made its way onto her face. Oh, she knew exactly what she was doing. Fuck! Well, I was more than ready to play along. I walked over, kneeled before her, and picked up her leg, resting it over my shoulder.
Without a word, I licked the dripping water from her abdomen, causing her to whimper slightly. The sound went right to my dick. I followed a droplet of water with my hungry eyes; down, down, down, to between her legs. Before it could fall to her feet though, I licked it away from one her beautifully bare, smooth lips. Her skin tasted of sunlight.
Her hands rested on my head and slowly grasped at my hair. Did she want me now? Was she wet for me? I dipped a finger into her folds and ground my teeth. She was smooth and velvet and wet as the sea. She moaned my name. Oh what that sound did to me!
"Say it again."
"Eric," she breathed.
"Shit, Sookie, again."
"Eric!" she cried out, all needy and desperate.
"Tell me, Sookie. Tell me what you want me to do to you. I want to hear it."
"Ung. Make me come!"
"How Sookie? Tell me exactly how."
Her knees seemed to have given out a bit, but she steadied herself before saying, "With your tongue. Fuck me with your tongue."
I growled loudly, because hell! If that wasn't the fucking sexiest thing a wife could say to her husband. I pressed my forehead to her body and inhaled. She smelled like heat and lust. I dipped my head down and licked her slit. Shit, she was so hot and moist. I knew what she did to my body, but knowing that nothing more than a few words from me could do that to her, rattled my libido. I couldn't tease her any longer; I was too desperate to taste her.
I slipped my tongue between her aching folds. She was salty and sweet and wet and soft. I continued to taste her, letting my mouth do what my dick was desperate to do. I didn't want to stop. Even the pain from kneeling on the wooden deck was irrelevant due to the sounds my tongue elicited from Sookie. She was coming undone around me. I could feel it every time she grabbed at my hair, every time her knees were about to give.
"Honey, please, please, please," she begged.
"Please what," I asked, huskily. I wanted to hear her say the words. Nothing was sexier than hearing her say what she wanted.
"Make me come!" Good girl.
"Tell me what to do Sookie. Come on tell me!"
"Bite me!"
"Fuck, yes! Bite what Sookie?"Come on lover, tell me!
"Oh, god!" she screamed as I pumped a few fingers in and out of her.
"Tell me!" I demanded.
"Bite. My. Clit." YES!
How I could possibly get any harder was beyond me, but I had. Bite and clit. Ahhh, damn, it couldn't get better than this! I lowered my head, licked her clit a few times while pumping my fingers in and out.
I could hear her moaning, and whimpering, and practically at the verge of tears before I licked one more time, and finally, finally, bit down. A vibration ripped through her body, and a guttural sound escaped her open lips. She went completely off-kilter. I grabbed onto her hips and hugged her body to mine as she rode out her orgasm, bucking her pelvis into my face. I closed my lids, my eyes rolling back into my head. I was throbbing for her in the worst possible way.
When she finally steadied, I stood up, never letting go of her. She had tears falling from her eyes, her mouth was open, and she was completely flushed. I'd never seen anything more erotic in my life. When I knew she was steady, I pulled down my trunks, cursing at the netting that scraped against my now strained and sensitive head.
I took Sookie's hand and led her back into the pool. The second I saw her step out all wet and naked, all I could think of was watching her bounce on my dick, light as air. She followed me willingly, if not still slightly dazed. The cool water did nothing to ease my burning body. I knew the only thing that could help now was burying myself deep into my stunning wife. When she was just about neck deep, and I chest deep, I pushed her against the pool wall.
"Do you have any idea how badly I wanted you the second I saw you in that dress yesterday?" I whispered into her ear.
She shuddered. "Tell me…" she pleaded.
I grabbed her ass. "It took everything I had not to steal you away and fuck you against a wall Sookie."
I lifted her up, one hand on each cheek. When I could feel her pussy rub against my straining dick, she hissed. "Tell me more," she said.
God! Didn't she know what she did to me?
"Oh, Sookie, I wanted to reach down into that fucking dress and pull out your tits so I could lick them," I said as I pushed her weightless body up and down my length.
"I…" she started, but I cut her off.
"All I could think of was what it would feel like to finally fuck my wife."
"Then do it!"
"You want me to fuck you, Sookie? In the pool? Your perfect fucking ass in my hands?"
She nodded. She was a stunning mess. Her still wet hair stuck to her neck. Her skin was red and pink and blotchy. Her mouth was open and dry from panting, and I could see the strain in her face as she was attempting but failing miserably to stay calm.
"I need you to be inside of me," she was barely able to breathe out.
Thank you! I lifted her up and slowly pulled her onto me. I cursed loudly as her tight heat enveloped my pulsing shaft. She cried out when I was completely sheathed and pulled me toward her, my face resting between her tits. I took a hardened nipple into my mouth as I began thrusting into her frantically. She had never felt so good, so tight, or so hot.
She cried out, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" with every breath she could take.
I didn't want the sensations to end, but I was coiled so tightly. I wanted to stay in that pool, ramming into her all day, but all my body wanted was to burst inside her perfect fucking body. It was all too much, I needed to come… but I knew I could do it all again soon, very soon.
"Sookie, come with me, lover."
"Yes," she cried.
"Fucking come with me. Let me feel you come on my dick, please, lover," I pleaded, desperate for my release. I wouldn't until she could come with me, though.
"I love you," she said haltingly.
Christ! I couldn't keep myself together anymore. I thrust into her with every last ounce of strength, and let myself release deep inside of her. As I called out her name, I could feel her walls crash around me, egging on my orgasm even further. We stayed there, frozen in our ecstasy for longer than I thought possible.
When my muscles finally relaxed, and after my breath came back to me, I looked at Sookie. She was the love of my many lives. I knew our story from the beginning; I knew why we would always find each other. I knew why every time we came together, it felt like a blessing. I knew all of it, except what the future held for us. It didn't matter, though. Whatever the future held, as long as we were together, then as now, life would be perfection.
A/N
*Wipes brow with sleeve*
Phew! Anyone else a little steamy under the collar?
Give me a second….
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Ok. Tara's dress, the jewelry, and the wedding hat/veil are on my profile.
Know what I want? A naked Viking in a pool (you too? No way!)
You know what else I want? I want you to press the rev button.
