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Chapter 17
EPOV
I wake with a small frown, feeling unease flowing from Sookie and sit up to see her and Godric wrapped up together on the bed beside me, both looking down to a glowing, blue vile with matching frowns. I quickly realize this is the spell, the one that will bring Godric back to himself once more and scoot closer to them, placing my hand over their combined ones as they each look up to meet my concerned gaze.
"This is the spell," I state as Sookie nods lightly, letting out a small sigh. "What is it, Lover?" I question softly, pulling them both into my embrace before placing a soft kiss to each of their temples.
"I'm scared, Eric," she whispers, looking over to Godric as her bottom lip trembles slightly. "I don't want to mess this up. God, what if I make this even worse for you, Godric?" she questions as the first, wet tear trails down her golden cheek.
"No, my love," he says, reaching up to brush away her tears as a fond smile pulls at his lips. "You could never harm me, of this I am certain," he assures her, trailing his pale fingers over her lips to bring a small smile from her.
"What did Amelia tell you about this spell, Lover? Surely she would have told you if any harm could come to Godric," I chime in, hoping the possibility of such a thing is slight as she looks to me thoughtfully.
"Well, she assured me wishes are all about intent and I would never intend to harm either of you," she muses with a small sigh. "I suppose I'll just have to trust in the love we share," she says then, looking between us with a warm smile.
"I believe in you, Lover," I assure her, leaning down to kiss her softly. "I know you can do this," I whisper against her lips as she nods lightly, her blue eyes shining in affection.
"Alright," she whispers, looking back to Godric as her determination sets firmly between us. "So, all you have to do is drink and then I make my wish," she explains as he nods his understanding. "After that, you'll sleep for a time and once you wake, you should have your memories back once more," she adds, looking over to me as I nod my own understanding of these magics.
"I am ready, my beloved," Godric assures her as she hands him the small, glowing vile. I look on in equal parts concern and wonderment as my Maker twists the vile open before raising the glass to his lips. "I love you, both of you," he assures us, looking back and forth between us as I feel the extent of his love flowing between us before Sookie and I are pushing our own, shared devotions back to him, needing no words to express our returning feelings before Godric sets a solemn gaze upon his soul's counterpart.
Sookie takes a shuddering breath before reaching up to place her hands upon Godric's pale shoulders and I lay my own hands upon Sookie's shoulders, sending her my love and support before she's taking a deep, calming breath.
"Alright," she tells him, sapphire orbs meeting emerald as my Maker nods firmly. Godric proceeds to tilt the glowing vile to his lips and Sookie's eyes flutter closed, a stern expression forming over her delicate features as she presses her forehead to Godric's.
I gasp softly, seeing the light glow emanating from the three of us, not unlike the light we produce when making love, before Sookie opens her eyes once more, taking a deep breath before nodding to me. Godric's head falls forward then, sleep taking him to his rest as Sookie helps me to situate him over my lap.
We both sit for a time, both looking down to the unmoving form of my Maker as our hands are trailing softly over his cool flesh, and an unnecessary sigh of relief leaves me, feeling no sign of distress from my slumbering Maker. Thank Odin. Sookie molds herself to my side then, wrapping one arm around my waist as a fond smile comes to her face.
"I have a really good feeling about this," she whispers as I grin down to her.
"So, what is it you wished, Lover?" I question curiously as she looks up to raise a brow at me.
"I can't tell you that," she informs me as my brows rise in surprise. "Hasn't anyone ever told you that you're never supposed to reveal your wish out loud if you want it to come true?" she questions teasingly as I have to roll my eyes at the absurdity.
"Silly superstitions, I'm sure," I respond, earning a slight shrug from her.
"Yeah, well, after all the trouble my first wish brought me, I'm not willing to risk it, no matter how silly it may sound," she informs me as I have to nod my understanding. This is some rather profound magics we're dealing with after all.
"You're incredibly brave, Lover," I tell her, wrapping my arm around her before placing a soft kiss to her temple. "I'm proud to call you mine," I assure her as she lets out a soft sigh, running her free hand over the pale flesh of Godric's bared back.
"It's kind of crazy, isn't it?" she questions as I lift a questioning brow. "The three of us," she elaborates. "I mean, who could have guessed I'd have this insane connection with your Maker when I agreed to help you rescue him from that church?"
"Fate is certainly a fascinating force, Lover," I concede. "Though, I must say, I'm quite content with the way our own fates have become intertwined," I admit as she grins up at me, her blue eyes shining in delight.
"I have to agree with you there," she says before she's snickering lightly. "God, I fought against my feelings for you for so long and just look at us now," she says, shaking her head to send her blonde locks flowing over her face.
"I know exactly what you mean," I concede with a low chuckle. "Though, for the life of me, I can't recall why I fought so hard against the affections I held for you," I muse aloud bringing a small smirk from my lover.
"So, I told Amelia about your plan to stand against the witches," she informs me then. "We made a few calls and turns out, you were right, all the local groups are willing to stand with us to see these witches run out of town for good," she assures me as a wave of relief washes over me.
"Thank Odin for that, Lover," I sigh out as she grins up at me. "I take it you have a plan set in place then, my clever little Sookie?" I question with a raised brow as her grin widens.
"Of course," she assures me. "The groups all agreed to meet us at Fangtasia tomorrow night at full dark in order to set up a game plan. Those witches will never anticipate such an unexpected move from us; they're already toast, they just don't know it yet," she assures me, bringing a low chuckle from me before I lean down to press a soft kiss to her throat.
"I rather like this cold, calculating side of you, Lover," I breathe against her ear to elicit a shudder of desire from my love. "It really does something for me," I whisper before nibbling lightly upon her ear to bring a soft hum from her throat.
"Eric," she whispers, her lusts spiking between us, managing to heighten my own arousal for my love. She frowns then, looking down to Godric and I lift my Maker into my arms before gently placing his slumbering form upon the bed beside me.
"He is resting quite peacefully, Lover," I assure her, even knowing her own connection to Godric is assuring her as much. "I need you, my Sookie," I whisper against her temple as my hands begin roaming over her curvaceous form. She gives one, last fond look to my Maker, reaching out to trail her fingers over the side of his face before her heated gaze meets my own.
"You know I have to work tonight," she informs me breathily, even as she stands from the bed before she proceeds to slowly strip away the light material of her sundress. I'm left gaping at the tiny scraps of scarlet lace gracing her enticing curves whilst finding myself drawing ever nearer as a knowing smirk pulls at her plush lips.
"Then we shall work to make this both quick and pleasurable, Lover," I assure her, working to strip away my own clothing as my Sookie's eyes darken in lust, her hungry gaze raking over me as she nibbles her plump bottom lip to bring a knowing smirk from me. Fucking hell, I love this woman.
She curls her finger, bidding me closer and I eagerly oblige, standing before my eager lover before scooping her up into my arms to bring a squeak of surprise from her. I proceed to carry her towards the oak dresser set against the wall before catching our reflection in the large mirror gracing the bedroom wall, a small smirk pulling at my lips as a rather salacious idea comes to mind.
I lower my Sookie to her feet then before turning her to face the mirror and her sultry gaze catches my own in the glass before a small smirk pulls at her own lips. I reach up to place both her hands flat upon the gleaming wood before situating her hips against the dressers edge to leave her pert ass offered up to me in gracious offering.
"You're beautiful, my Sookie," I whisper, looking up to catch her gaze in the mirror as I lower the straps of her scarlet bra slowly down her golden arms. "So fucking beautiful," I breathe out as the lace falls away to reveal her gracious mounds in the mirror's reflection.
"Eric, God," she moans out, her eyes fluttering closed as I trail my fingers over her rosy buds to feel her peaks hardening for me.
"Open your eyes for me, Lover," I beseech of her, trailing one hand lower to cup her heated sex against my palm, groaning low at the feel of the soaked lace wetting my flesh as her sapphire eyes fly open and a light gasp escapes her throat.
"Shit," she whispers then as I press my erection against her pert ass, letting her feel just how much she's affecting me as I pull soft lace aside to grant me access to my own, personal Valhalla. "God, Eric, yes," she moans out as I press my crown against her dripping sex, a soft hiss escaping me as I meet my Sookie's half lidded gaze in the mirror.
"Fuck," I grit out, pushing forward to enclose myself fully within my love's scorching heat. Sookie's head falls forward, a low moan emanating from her before I take hold of her chin, raising her face once more to meet my hungry gaze in our shared reflection. "Watch us, Lover," I implore of her before thrusting my hips against her.
"God, yes, more," she eagerly pleads as I take firm hold of her gracious hips, quite willingly obliging my love of her request. I soon find a hard, unrelenting rhythm against her to bring pleasure filled cries from my Sookie, all the while, keeping my mirrored gaze locked to her own as we work one another ever closer to the razor's edge.
"Sookie, my Sookie," I breathe against her ear, surrounding myself in her intoxicating scent as our hips continue their demanding thrusts against one another, driving our combined lusts ever higher as gasping breaths are being drawn ever harder from my lover's flushed throat.
"Shit, I'm close, so close," she gasps out as the sound of her nails digging into the stained wood sounds and I begin driving ever harder against her before a ragged scream is torn from her golden throat.
"Fuck," I cry out, my fingers digging into my lover's hips as her silken walls clench tightly around me, milking my own release from me before I fall against my love's heated back with a sated shudder. I place a soft kiss to my Sookie's throat before wrapping my arms around her tightly, submersing myself in our combined affections flooding through our shared bond as our flesh glows lightly between us.
"I love you," my Sookie whispers softly, turning her face to place a tender kiss to my temple.
"And I you, Lover," I assure her, placing a soft kiss to the top of her golden head before begrudgingly separating from her heated embrace. Sookie glances over at the bedside clock then before a small sigh escapes her.
"I really do have to get going," she tells me as I nod my understanding before helping her to gather up her scattered clothing. She kisses me softly before making her way to the adjoined bath and I work to clean myself once more before dragging my shorts back in place, a satisfied smile gracing my lips as I approach my sleeping Maker once more.
"We've surely been blessed by the gods, Master, for our love is unrivaled by any other," I whisper to him before pulling him to rest soundly upon my lap, running my fingers through his dark locks.
"I'll be back as soon as I can," my Sookie enlightens me as she crosses over to stand beside the bed, looking down to the two of us with a fond smile. "Keep an eye on him for me?" she asks before leaning down to press a soft kiss to Godric's forehead.
"Of course, Lover, we shall both be eagerly awaiting your swift return," I assure her, reaching up to cup the back of her neck to pull her closer. I kiss her softly, pushing the extent of my love to her as she mirrors my actions, filling me with her sweet affections before she pulls away with a warm smile.
She walks to the door then, turning back to give us, one last parting smile before disappearing through the threshold and I lean back against the headboard, making myself comfortable as I'm left impatiently anticipating my Maker's impending waking.
I have no idea what Sookie's wish may have been, but am entirely certain whatever it was will surely succeed in bringing Godric back to his old self once more, though I'm desperately hoping his deep malaise will not be returning along with his memories. But, for now, all I can do is wait; wait for the return of my love along with the centuries of memories to finally be returned to my second love, the vampire who made me the man I am today.