SOOKIE
I came into consciousness listening to Godric speak. I think he was talking to Eric. I heard heard him say he would not let me go even if I changed my mind. I wanted to argue but I did not have the will to fight it. I felt whole and happy. I know this is where I belong and I would not be changing my mind.
My jumble of sleepy thoughts are interrupted by a sensuous breath at my neck and soft caresses to my neck and side. I open my eyes to be staring into Godric's ancient depths. He placed soft kisses across my face then placed one right on my lips. I felt myself lean into him and I pulled him closer to me. I have never had this type of reaction to anyone. I am usually weary of physical contact, touch has always enhanced my telepathy, and therefore I have always avoided it. I cannot hear Godric though. In his presence I can hear myself think!
Our kisses quickly grew into touches and grinding. I felt on fire. I wanted...no needed him to be closer, to have more of him.
"Sookie" my name left his lips with a breathy growl. "I would very much like more, my Sookie. Are you ready? Shall we continue? " each phrase punctuated by a well placed kiss.
"Please" is all I can manage the physical pleasure is so great.
Godric seemed to play my body like a fined tuned instrument and he left no part unexplored. I was quivering with desire before he finally relented to my pleas and slammed into me, ripping me. There was only a moment of pain and then he moved inside of me; filling and stretching me in ways I had never imagined.
"Say you are mine, love. Say you will be mine forever." he demanded.
"I am yours Godric!" I pleaded for more with everything I said.
He grabbed me and flipped us. He sat against the headboard and he brought me to straddle him. The exquisiteness of the position had me barely coherent. He brought my lips to his neck, "Bite!" he commanded. I did not hesitate and his bite quickly followed mine. Our combined release battered us in ecstacy. Lights exploded around us and electricity tingled its way through my body. I pulled myself from atop Godric and slid into his side. He wrapped me in his arms and held me close as I slowly drifted into a peaceful slumber. We did not need to speak. Three exchanges, pfft! We both knew. The permanancy of the bond we had just sealed was signaled with the techni color light show and the golden chords that bound our souls.
ERIC
I informed Chow of his long night but gave him all of tonight's take as incentive to endure the customers alone for a few hours. Pamela was pleased to be pulled off door duty and even happier that I sent her shopping. I have been in my home office securing the services of Herveaux & Company to renovate a residence Godric wishes to inhabit. He would not elaborate. Alcide has agreed to await further instructions from Godric but made himself and a sizable crew available for the rest of this week.
I just opened the Council web site when an extreme feeling of pleasure shook me. My whole body was pulled taught with tension. Then suddenly my muscles released and pulled from me an invigorating orgasm. I looked around for a few moments when realization dawned "Godric." I really cannot wait to meet this vixen.
Pamela entered when I had just finished printing the Council bonding and pledging forms. "I wonder what she's like? What kind of human could attract the attention of my grandsire Death?"
"Godric has not gone by that name in some time. You would do well never to bring it up to him or his chosen. Have a care with your manners child. Vampires are very protective of what is theirs, a child is important but another can be made. There is only one perfect mate for a vampire, one perfect half to their lost soul. A vampire's chosen is irreplaceable therefore his instinct to protect will be beyond all reason. There may be many things she does not know. If you anger or distress her, you will anger him and we will both suffer. Besides all of that, Godric doubts she is fully human anyway." My child remained silent and thoughtful, thank Odin!
"Come; let us take your finds to my Master and new Mistress."
I decided flying was the best mode of transport. We would leave no tracks or trails and perhaps the extra effort at security would regain some of Godric's favor after my doubt of his mate. Pamela was miffed because flying does terrible things to her hair!
We arrived at Godric's cabin in the bayou. It really is a very well concealed location. Even if someone were to track you into the area they would have a very difficult time tracking you through the boggy wet terrain not to mention the gators and other predators that live in the surrounding waters. It has made a nice dumping ground.
When I step on the porch the front door is thrown wide open and Godric pulls me into his embrace. He seems giddy and is wearing the gooffiest grin.
"I am glad to see you my child." he beams. In fact, he glows. Vampires have a natural glow to them but Godric's has become more of a radiance.
"Master, I am pleased you are in good spirits." He laughs and moves from the doorway so Pam and I can enter.
"Come to the living room."
Pamela places two large duffel bags on the coffee table and sits on the end of the couch, close to the fire place. Eric takes the opposite end of the couch and they watch Godric dive into the bags and rummage around. He seems to have discreetly selected some underthings and a simple tunic dress, styled very much like the simple clothes he chooses for himself. He is still grinning like the mad hatter. "I will return in a moment." he zips away and returns as promised in only a moment.
"She is still resting. We have completed the second exchange but it feels as if it were our third!" he says nearly bursting.
"I am happy for you. You do realize you are radiant?" I asked in my most careful voice. He sped to look in the mirror above the mantle.
"It is amazing, yes? I do not know what she is. She has brought light to my darkness in more ways then one. Pamela, put the kitchen things away. The other things can wait until she has risen."
Pamela speeds off to the kitchen with one of the bags but returns within moments.
"Master, please tell us more about her and what do you mean you do not know what she is." he seems to ponder my request.
"I command you as your maker to never speak to anyone but myself regarding her and I command you to command the same of your child." he had not used the maker's command on me in nearly a millenium. WTF! He did not have to, I would never betray him, so why now. I do as he commands in any case.
"Please do not feel betrayed, my child, it protects you if not given a choice. I fear there are many factions after my Little Dove. The fae are involved for sure, as is your queen. I will not allow her to be compromised. Are we clear?"
"Why would the fae and my queen be involved?" I ask unable to make the connections.
"She can explain herself." We all turn as she enters the room. Sookie Stackhouse, the blonde from the bar?
I can feel Pam getting ready to open her mouth. "Not now Pam." I glare at her then turn to my Master.
"Eric and Pamela, this is Sookie Stackhouse, my chosen mate and bonded." Godric had moved across the room to take her hand and pull her to the chair he'd been occupying. She seemed very comfortable in his presence but very shy of us. What is it about this woman? Compton was practically having a hissy over her and I was so taken with her scent I nearly snatched her from him last night.
"I believe we met last night, although not under the most pleasant circumstances." I nod my head to her as I speak.
"Most unpleasant in fact, I did not know William Compton has been attempting to procure me for your queen and knows more of my heritage than I do." Her voice is sweet like honey and sunshine. "He also killed my gran." The sorrow streaked in her voice was felt by me physically like a limb whipping against my face. I saw Pam and Godric flinch as well. I felt the need to help her.
"Perhaps you can fill me in on more. What do the fae and my queen have to do with this?" I asked.
"Well, I'm a telepath..." Pam launches from her perch but she's on the floor and under my boot in half a second. She should be glad it is my boot and not Godric's.
"As your maker I command you to protect Sookie with your life and I command you to never harm, orchestrate harm, or allow any harm to befall her. You are also never to reveal anything you know about Sookie or regarding her to anyone but myself and my maker. Now return to your seat." I may be wary of this woman as well but my maker has chosen her and I will honor that. I turn to look to make sure my Master is approving of my actions. He stands in front of the chair he once occupied, with Sookie now seated in it alone pulled into a ball. My maker is glaring at my child and his usually gray orbs are swirling black.
I bow deeply to my Master. "Master forgive her she forgot her place. It will not happen again. I have commanded her from harming my Mistress." I chose my words perfectly. The sound of Mistress passing my lips must please him. The darkness in his eyes fades somewhat and he turns to the woman in question. He crumbles when he looks upon her frightened state.
"My love, do not be frightened." He lifts her up and she wraps her legs around him and buries her face in his neck. He sits back down and strokes her silken tresses down her back in a soothing pattern while humming an old gaelic love song. You can see the tension leave her as she drifts to sleep again.
"She has been through a great deal in the last few weeks. Last night was no easier. I encountered her on my way to you. She was exiting the back of your bar and we ran into each other. As soon as we touched each other I could feel the connection forming surging its way through me. She did not even need to speak and I wanted her. She did speak though. I accompanied her home and learned much about her. She has been avoiding life because of her gift. It is hard for her to be around the humans. She cannot hear supernaturals from what I gather but she cannot keep humans out. She is alone in this world. Her parents, sibling, and most recently grandmother have passed. The last probably due to Compton. He was sent here by your queen to obtain her. He has been trying to goad her into using her abilities in front of him. It had not worked yet. He had her beaten when he first met her in order to get blood in her and form an exchange. Unfortunately for him my Little Dove is strong; she cannot be controlled through our glammour or blood, at least not Compton's anyway. I knew immediately that she smelled of the fae but it was not until we reached her home that I smelled a full fairy, one that is related to her I would say by the scent, however I do not believe telepathy is a fae trait so there must be something else there. I am not sure who knows of her talents, though I do believe that our exchanges have induced her fae awakening. Fairies usually go through this change between fifty and one hundred. Since our first exchange though, she has been very tired and she is much more radiant. I think she may have shared some of her light with me. I have heard of this being done but never with a vampire. I am considering calling Niall. He owes me one but I will not make that call until the third exchange is complete; I will not risk losing her. You will inform your queen of nothing. You will inform Compton of nothing. You will follow orders and assist where required but will not lead them here. I do not want you brought up on treason charges either. Although there is little she can do. She did not inform you of Compton's true mission, she curtailed your authority, and did not ask your protection of her desired asset. Try to avoid trouble though. I will fill out and file the papers you have brought at first dark tomorrow, after our third exchange, and then we shall try to learn more about this whole situation."