Sorry for the super long wait! Especially for just the ending Epilogue, but here it is anyhow :)
I should be posting the sequel soon, but I'd like to rewrite some of it first so it might take some time.
Anyway, thank you to EVERYONE for reading! Silent readers and non-silents, people who disagree with the plot and characters, and people who agree.
& thank you to my beta, treewitch, for being patient with me and teaching me the ways of a proper writer who thinks outside the box!
This was my first ever True Blood fanfic, but I assure you all this will not be the last!
xox


"What is this...I don't even..." She couldn't believe it as she hid her face in her hands, thinking it was a dream that she was going to wake up from, or was about to turn horribly wrong. There was no way on God's great big green Earth that Godric was proposing to her. He wanted to be with her forever? Forever and ever? No last fling? She knew she sure as hell was done after the whole Sam fiasco, (which was still a niggling memory in her brain for some horrible reason) but why would he want to be with her? Forever!

"Is that a good reaction...?" He asked hesitantly.

"YES!" She tackled him to the ground. He let himself be swept up by the force of her excitement , when he heard her joyful yips , he wanted to leap out of his skin and dance around himself. He steadied her and slipped the ring onto her finger. "Yes I will complete our bond Godric!" She exclaimed, eying the jewel displayed on her hand before fervently kissing him.

Suddenly, she stopped, sitting up.

"What's wrong?" He asked, mirroring her action.

She held her stomach, "Nothing, I'm just a little full. I have to go to the bathroom." She rushed off just as the waiter returned. "Excuse me, where is your bathroom?"

"Down the first set of stairs, on your right hand side." He said. Crystal followed his directions to the bathroom and could feel herself gagging already. Her nerves were all jammed up from believing Godric was leaving her, and in a complete about face, realizing he wanted to spend the rest of her life with her. It grabbed her gut in a fit of nausea. She closed and latched the bathroom stall , before leaning over the toilet gagging.

Nothing came up.

"For Christ's Sake." She moaned, trying to hack up anything to ease the feeling in her belly, but the misery remained. It was upsetting her more, now she just wanted the nausea gone so they would be able to enjoy the rest of their night.

Crystal stood up taking a deep breath, and the feeling faded. With a confused grimace, she washed her hands and returned to Godric.

"Are you alright, love? You look sick." He observed with concern in his voice as he slipped his hand around her hip.

Crystal looked straight at him and knew this was right, and any negative feelings that could have possibly been in her mind were gone. "I'm fine now." She nodded, confirming it to herself again, "I'm perfect."


Godric had tempted and titillated her the entire night, and now Crystal was ready to burst. Tangled in passion, they kissed hastily. Had it not been for Godric's senses, they surely would have stumbled into everything as they entered the bedroom. Crystal pushed his vest off and loosened his tie only enough to unbutton his shirt and cast it to the side, deciding she liked the way the neck-wear looked on him. She then reached for his pants, but he stopped her, tightly restraining her hands behind her back as he led her over to the side of the bed, where the mirrored doors that led to their closet stood.

"You said you'd be my slave for the night, correct?"

"Oh God yes." She breathed.

"Then I want you to do exactly as I say." His cool lips pressed against her ear as he spoke. "Something about you is irresistible to me tonight, so it's important that if I am being too rough with you...you tell me. Simply say the word 'stop'. I will know the difference between that and 'don't stop'." He smiled lasciviously at her in the mirror, his free hand traveling up and down her side.

"Repeat after me, 'stop'." He instructed.

"Stop." She repeated, his grip behind her back immediately released her wrists.

"See? Now say 'don't stop'."

"Don't stop." She said as his hands slipped underneath her dress and he pulled it up over her head, tossing it to the side.

"Stop." His voice was more firm this time.

"Stop." She echoed. His touch left her body and she leaned back against him, about to collapse from the feelings that he was igniting in her.

Godric placed his hand atop her own and directed her touch down the center of her body, right over her warmth. "Don't stop." He whispered.

"Don't stop." She moaned and his fangs extended into view.

"Very good, my love. Now, touch yourself." He kept his reflected gaze locked firmly with hers, licking his fangs lustfully as she followed his instructions. She pushed her index and middle fingers into her wetness and pulled them back, circling her clit. He unclasped her strapless bra and let it hit the floor as he palmed her breasts, gently kneading them and pinching her nipples lightly.

She caught her lower lip between her teeth, emitting little mewls at his ministrations combined with her own. Her fingers circled faster, and she started moving her hips forward in an effort to chase her climax down quicker. As she closed her eyes and dropped her head back, Godric allowed his hand to glide down beneath hers, where he curled his fingers inside to stroke her g-spot.

He listened to the increased tempo of her heart rhythm. "Open your eyes, I want you to watch yourself release." He demanded sharply.

Her lids fluttered open, and her hand was a blur of motion. His arm supported her, circling her waist as her legs threatened to give out with the sudden wave of orgasm that washed over her . Her moment was intensified by watching her lower pelvis flex as her nerves stuttered and fired erratically, her face flushing, his eyes wide, irises dark. .

"Oh...God..." She gasped, clutching at his thigh behind her as he, more fervently now, stroked her spot throughout her orgasm, his thumb pressing her clit. In an effort to better support herself, she brought her arm up behind her to grasp his neck. Her muscles hadn't stopped their first spasm before a second, more powerful orgasm hit her so forcefully, she couldn't breathe until it ran it's course. He still clung tightly to her body until she regained enough energy to stand on her own two feet.

"Do I have permission to please you?" She asked, her voice a whisper of desire as she turned to him, her finger tracing the outline of the permanently inked necklace that bordered his collarbone.

"Yes." He replied, "Yes you do."

She grasped his tie and led him over to the enormous bed, stopping just at the edge to divest him of his pants and underwear. She dropped down softly to her knees and took his rampantcock in her hands, running her tongue along the shaft. His groans of pleasure let her know she was doing her job.

She began to stroke his length with her hands, sitting up to lick down the veins that trailed down to his groin. Every single part of his body tasted good to her, like some undiscovered candy that was all hers. She returned to his length, engulfing as much as she could into her mouth. His back arched off the bed as she moved back and forth, her cheeks hollowed from the suction.

She hummed around him, pulling back and using her hands again as her tongue swirled around his swollen head. She could feel herself getting even wetter, if that was possible, just from watching him. His fists were curled around handfuls of the comforter, fangs extended over his lower lip, his eyes closed, brow knitted. She licked all around the entirety of his length again, when he abruptly stopped moving and suddenly switched around so she was laying on her back and he slammed into her, grinding his hips to burrow even deeper.

"Godric...harder..." She moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist, her feet digging into his lower back. "Oh yes!" She cried when he pounded into her roughly, per her request.

"Mmm...like that?" He purred with venom in his voice.

"Yes! Yes!" She chanted repeatedly, her walls tightening around him. Her blood was singing to him, almost glowing underneath her soft skin. His release was close before, but with his love beneath him, his serpent goddess, writhing in uncontrollable pleasure, he was on the edge. His fingers gripped her hips tightly and she gasped at the feeling of his nails digging into her.

"Don't stop, don't stop I'm coming!" She proclaimed, grabbing his arms as her back arched off the bed and she climaxed. At that exact moment, he moaned her name as he pulsed inside of her, his fangs puncturing the skin of her neck more roughly than he had intended.

"Oh shit..." She gasped, the pain morphing to pleasure within seconds of him drawing blood from her.

She tasted rich and more alive than she had ever tasted before; but the aftertaste was deeply unpleasant. He ripped himself away, looking into her eyes alarmed, his mouth smeared with her blood. "Crystal..."

"What? What's wrong?"

"You're pregnant."

END.