GODRIC
I wake to a very intoxicating aroma. It is Sookie. Her fae scent has grown stronger and she is aroused. She is nestled in close to me, head on my chest, and her fingers stroking up and down my chest, arms, and thighs. The feeling is utterly delicious.
"You spoil me lover. I thought waking next to you was a dream but now I wish to wake every night with your hands on me and your arousal teasing my senses." She blushes from head to toe but does not reply to my teasing. There is even a faint blush at the tip of her now pointed ears.
"What is it? Why do you feel….sad?" I start to panic, I can feel her sadness and worry, it is very disconcerting.
"I don't know. Things are just moving really fast, I feel like there is so much changing, and what is with that Pamela? Why did she try to attack me?"
"Think a lot in your sleep, do you?" I ask winning a smile from her.
"I just want to understand."
"You feel all these changes because things are changing. You are maturing in fae terms and that is a very weary process from what little I know. There is someone we can speak to that may be able to help us with your heritage but I am reluctant to speak with them until we are fully bonded. We are also moving fast, because we must if we want to stay ahead of those that wish us harm. And Pamela was only reacting on instinct. Vampires are very possessive and secretive. No vampire would want their private thoughts revealed to anyone let alone tolerate a being that could steal those thoughts without them knowing; they will see you as a threat or an asset if they know. The only exceptions are I and my child. My grandchild will have to earn her way on the short list you may trust." I can feel the shadows seep out of her mood and our whole bond lightens. I shower her with attention and our discussion is quickly forgotten.
So many years, so many women, so many nights of proclaimed satisfaction, yet not a single night or a single pleasure compares to this right now.
SOOKIE
I am almost there when he bites; my moans are muted by his bloody wrist at my lips. I drink deeply of him just as he drinks of me and we both complete the other. It is sealed, our bond. I can feel it envelope and caress us. Millions of tiny golden threads connect us to each other and their brilliance is a jolt to us both. I remain in his arms floating through euphoria.
Beautiful, perfect; I must thank the gods everyday for her.
"We can do it together." He is so sweet.
"Do what together, dove?" he asks.
"Thank the 'gods' for each other." Didn't he just say that?
"I did not say that." He emphasized the 'say'.
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.
"You have no reason to panic. You are MINE! I would never harm you." He growls.
"What about others? What if I can't control myself around them?" Won't I have peace even with him?
"We do not have to go around anyone for as long as we like. We can stay here for a time then return and stay at your home if you wish. We can work through your transition together and work on the changes the bond has created between us. It may be solely connected to our bond that we seem to be able to hear each others thoughts. It also does not seem to be a constant. We will work with this and discover all we can." I am glad I have fallen for someone so rational; there really can only afford to be one crazy in this relationship.
"Thank you."
"Do not thank me love. We are here for each other. Now, on to happier things!" He pulls a box from the bedside that I did not notice before. "I wanted you to understand and acknowledge the importance of our bond with each other and I wanted everyone else to know your importance to me. I believe I am correct that the exchanging of rings is the current custom to signify a mate." He opens the box to reveal two golden rings. They are amazing. They are carved the entire way around the rings in a language unknown to me and they are ringed in diamonds at both edges.
"They are beautiful. How do we do this? Do we just exchange them or do we have a wedding or ceremony?" I can barely contain my excitement.
"Actually, we do just exchange them but we must do so in front of witnesses and we must file a form with the council that includes a few witnessing signatures. We can do this whenever you like and however you like."
"I don't have any family left Godric. I do not want a big production but I would like a pretty dress and some flowers for the occasion. Could we do that?"
"Lover, you ask so little. We can use Eric's computer to order any dress or flowers you may wish to have and we can have Pamela arrange to have a surprise impromptu wedding prepared. We must be careful because we do not want Eric to garner any trouble from his queen. However, there is a considerable advantage for us getting married in front of a crowd so to speak. We will have plenty of witnesses to our union and Eric will have plenty of witnesses to his absence. We can show up, Pamela will announce the evenings festivities, we will complete our exchange, all parties will sign the form, we will fax it off, Eric will return too late to have intervened on his queen's behalf, and we will enjoy our evening."
"That is some plan. How long will it take us to pull it off?"
"In a hurry are you, love?" I love it when he grins this way.
"Kind of; I never honestly thought with my quirk that I would ever end up with someone, walking down the aisle, that is. I find that I am very excited and immeasurably happy it is with you."
"Lover, I shall endeavor to spend all of my nights showing you just how wonderful you are. In fact, you will have another surprise on the night of our union. I think we can arrange things for two nights from now."
"Another surprise, the rings were not enough?"
"Not by half lover, not by half."