Chapter 19

God Killer

"Hi Kai," she crooned, rubbing her cheek against his head.

We all arched a brow. "Kai?" I asked. I really hoped that wasn't her vote for a name.

She nodded. "The full name is Katairu. It's Elvish. It means, 'Ruler of thyself'."

Already I knew I would have to go along with it because I understood the significance. Me being me, I couldn't help but give her a hard time of it. "Is it like Cher or does he get a last name?"

She slapped me and kissed him. "Northman."

Godric and Amelia went off to do their own thing, leaving just Sookie, Kai, and me to spend time together. We were sprawled in the floor in front of the fire. I was a mattress and a pillow; Kai was sleeping on my chest, his mother had her head resting on my arm and her thigh was thrown over mine. The feeling of wholeness and warmth bloomed as the day wore on.

We didn't speak. It wasn't uncommon for Sookie and me to go hours without speaking. I had thought it was because the mating marks made one insightful about the other. That wasn't the case. I don't know why I never let that weekend guide me while I was confused about my feelings. The second night we had gone to the street performance she didn't prattle. It was just her personality and mine. Sometimes silence said what a million words couldn't. In addition, I just needed to feel her close to me after the day of deprivation.

"Baby," she murmured.

"Yes love?"

"Why the hell did you think I wanted to hear you sing 'West Side Story' while I was unconscious?"

I laughed softly. I knew she had been there, I just wanted to see how much of her was with me. "It was to annoy the shit out of you."

She slapped me playfully. "I'm going to be singing 'I want to live in America' for a good long while."

"Please, just hum it…your singing is horrendous."

"It's not that bad," she retorted, positioning our son on her chest. "I've improved."

I arched a dubious brow. "If that's the case then what you were doing before should classify as an instrument of torture."

"You're lucky I love you," she harrumphed.

I smiled and kissed her temple. "Or what?" I asked. "What are you going to do about it?"

"I'd get to singing," she threatened.

Part of being a vampire was knowing when you were beat and she certainly had me there. I raised my hands in surrender. "I am glad you love me and I love you too."

It was almost sunset and Amelia came for Kai. It left me and Sookie alone. I was ready to lay with her as she slept but once we got to our room it was clear that sleep was the furthest thing from her mind. There was nothing that had ever tempted me more than her body. I knew I wanted her and that she wanted me. What I couldn't tell was if it would hurt her. She had just given birth two days ago. Still when Sookie kissed me, I kissed her but she knew I was holding back.

"I heal almost as fast as you do," she murmured pulling her dress off. I was sure I had a reply, something sophisticated or witty to say, but my brain simply wasn't on board. She was in a green and black negligée. "I can and I want to."

That was all I needed. I shed my shirt and before she could blink, I had us both on the bed. While I loved the way she looked in the lingerie she wore, I wanted nothing between us. I hoped she wasn't attached to them because I didn't have the patience to remove them. Before I could rip them off her, her body heated and the rest of our clothes disappeared. God Killer powers were handy in the bedroom.

There was no time for foreplay. We hadn't have sex in over a month. Both of us were suffering from need that was deeper than what we could handle. The first bout of our lovemaking was short but a rematch wasn't far behind.

"I like when you come inside me," Sookie said crawling over me. I had pulled out of her. I thought it was safest.

"I remember you expressing a desire to knock my fangs down my throat not too long ago," I whispered, nipping playfully at her lips.

She chuckled. "I like your fangs," she murmured. "And a lot of other things about you, lucky for me I get to enjoy it all for a few years before I go into heat."

With that I felt my hands pinned at my sides. I arched a brow. I knew this was going to be mind-blowing and I could hardly wait. She could never disappoint me but she took anything I thought I'd ever enjoyed and redefined it. I was introduced into a new kind of sex. I had never allowed myself to be dominated but she took from me all I had to give and so much more. No one had ever enjoyed submission more. She owned me, and she made sure I would never forget it.

Sookie didn't just have the power to restrain me. She could fight me when I struggled but what completely turned me on my head was the fact that she could work more than a few of my spots at a time. My mate's fingers were gently tugging at my hair. Her body was taking me so deep into her warm wet core. Her lips were on my mine but it felt like I also had the feel of her kissing my tightened sac and the base of my neck.

We made love and she slept and we went at each other again. Finally I was told firmly to keep my hands to myself. It wasn't my fault she couldn't tell me no but I complied for about two hours. At some point before dark I caught her in the bathroom after her shower.

"Doesn't makes sense that you'll get clean just to get dirty again," I whispered. I kissed her and palmed her ass to bring me closer to her heat.

"Vampire or not you can't still want more," she said. I knew she was going to give into me.

I pressed the hardened proof of my desire against her. "That's a flashlight."

Sookie chuckled and bit me for the cheeky retort. The slight pain only made me want her more. I lifted her and sat her on the counter.

"I need to learn to keep my legs closed," she moaned in defeat. I smiled and kissed a trail down her neck. "I shouldn't but I want you so fucking bad…" Her hold on me was firm and she was urging me on to the point that I was going to cum a minute after I slid inside her soaking sex.

I smiled, unable to keep from teasing her. "If memory serves you've had me, very recently too," I murmured as I tweaked her hardened nipples between my fingers. She drew in a sharp breath and thrust her breasts up, begging for more.

"Eric," she begged. "If you don't give me what I want, I'm going to take it."

I spread her legs on the counter and dropped to my knees. All I gave her were licks to incite and taste but not hard enough to make her cream. I shouldn't toy with her. I shouldn't rile a God Killer but I did so at great personal risk. That was one of my flaws, I'd always been more curious than cautious.

Sookie had her bottom lips between her teeth. She squeezed her breasts and plucked at her nipples with her head thrown back. I loved it when I aroused her to the point that she needed to touch herself to ease the ache. I kissed her cleft and ignored the way her hips arched. There were cries of pleasure and whimpers of frustration. I knew she was trying not to make good on her promise. The thing was, I wanted her to.

I knew she would cave so I circled her slick core with my finger but didn't put it inside her. It was that one thing that pushed her too far. She knotted her fingers in my hair and it hurt good. She pulled me away from her and the next thing I knew I was on the tiled floor. I couldn't move but my cock was jutting out proudly from my body.

Sookie crawled over me and kissed my lips. It wasn't to taste me, it was to claim me. She offered me a taste of her perfect breasts. Then she rose up and I knew she wanted to straddle my face. She was hunched forward and her fingers were in my hair but her eyes were on me.

"I want to cum in your mouth," she ordered.

"What if I don't want that?" I asked.

"Too bad," she said, "You shouldn't have gotten me started." Then she positioned her sweet pink flesh over my lips and using the hold she had on my hair to guide me where she wanted me. The more pleasure I gave her the weaker her hold over me became. My hands were free and I used them to rock her into every lash of my tongue. Her legs quaked and I felt the tension in her body as her climax built. When I put my fingers in her and curled them, she came, but I wanted to taste more of her sweet nectar. I flipped her on her back and continued my feast.

It wasn't until after her second orgasm did I take her. She was on the counter on her back with her legs spread. She was at my mercy and I showed her none. I hooked my arms behind her knees and drove in and out of her hungry pussy.

"Ugh…" she sobbed. "Baby…please—,"

"Take it," and she did.

Her legs were trembling; she was hoarse from screaming and all the while her orgasms kept coming. I threw her legs over my shoulders. She reached down and massaged her clit and she tensed, clenching my cock tighter and deeper into her hot body. My thrusts were harder and I rode her as roughly as she could handle and still she only wanted more.

I couldn't stave off my release any longer. With a throaty growl, I came. My body quivered as I sprayed stream after stream of my pleasure inside her. I collapsed on top of her and tried to get my bearings. It was never easy after we made love like this. It made me imagine what it would be like when she went into heat again.

"It's good that you're only fertile every few years, otherwise I'd turn you into the old lady that lived in a shoe."

She laughed and the sound of it was just as heavenly as the first time I heard it. I couldn't help but smile. Then she slapped me upside my head, but kissed my cheek as she held me tighter. "‛Old lady' says Father Time."

Sookie bonded with him while she was pregnant. I became infatuated the moment my son was born. For the first few months of his life I couldn't remember Kai being set down. He was the center of attention of two S7 vampires, a God Killer and a powerful witch. Kai was choosy about the temperature of the person holding him. It was dependent on the time of day. Sookie had him during the nights and I had him in the day. When we wanted time alone, Godric took him, and vice versa, when Sookie needed relief Amelia was there.

When Kai was three months old, his mother decided her strength was back enough to start training again. I knew Sookie was fast, but what I had witnessed while she was with child was no comparison. It had made her slower and weaker. She sparred with Godric. Yes, it was true that my maker was almost two thousand years old but my mate was a God Killer. Amelia and I watched as our spouses squared off. Was it depraved that we placed bets? Absolutely, but we did it anyway.

"Just for the record, spells and incantations are not acceptable forms of payment," I told her after we shook hands.

"Neither is blood or a coffin," she retorted. "And I want my money this decade too, asshole."

I laughed. The last time we made a wager, I had lost and I told her I would pay her later. I just didn't specify when. It was almost a hundred years later and I still owed her fifty dollars. It might have been a lot of money back then but it was chump change now. I would wait until it's value was that of a penny before I paid her back. Not doing so would undermine the spirit of our unfriendly friendship.

"You may use a weapon of your choice," My maker offered.

"No," Sookie said, rolling her neck. "I just want to test where I am physically."

Where she was was crazy strong. What was scary? She frowned and complained that she had gotten rusty. The next training sessions between Godric and Sookie had gotten more and more heated. He was going full throttle and she still won. I saw with each passing day her attacks got more and more precise.

Reluctantly, my mate let me join after the first two weeks. I was more of a diversion than a help. That was exactly why we needed to work on it. In the first match up, Godric had her pinned in three seconds flat. Our eyes met and I knew we were having the same thought. She might be powerful and so was I, but we were each greatest weakness.

That was how the tone was set for the following match ups that I joined. Godric was doing what any one of our enemies would. He stopped attacking Sookie head on and directed his energy solely towards me. She couldn't run interference, offense, and defense. My maker wiped the floor with her every time.

"That's 12-0," Amelia called from the sidelines.

Sookie was on her stomach. Godric had his knee on her back and pinned her hands behind her back. It had been a long week of watching Sookie get her ass kicked night after night. It hurt more because it was my fault and I couldn't help it.

"I almost feel bad about taking your money at this point," Amelia said. "Soon you won't have enough for your dye jobs or hair extensions."

I flipped her a one-fingered retort. Sookie chuckled, and I glared at her but for a whole different reason. While I was dreading her ass kicking to come, she was laughing. These sessions where I acted as her Achilles heel were becoming something I truly hated. No matter how much I hated them, they were necessary. In between sleeping, caring for our son, and spending time with me, Sookie trained. So far, there was nothing.

Godric helped Sookie up and she shook her head as if she had a hive of bees buzzing about in her skull. For all the damage I knew she had taken, pain wasn't registering. She was incredibly resistant. That should be enough to make this bearable, but it wasn't. I needed a break. Every hit she had taken made me wince, every time she hit the ground I cringed internally. I wanted to bite her and Godric both.

"That's enough," I ordered.

"S'okay," she said, wiping the dirt off her face. "I'm about tired of eating dirt." I thought she would quit but instead she stood off in the distance and the energy she gave off began to change. The wind blew in an unnatural way, causing her hair to billow softly. Under the moon, her skin was giving off an effervescent glow. It was the same for vampires, but hers felt warmer in the air, tangible as it was alive. I had a feeling that the God Killer was coming out to play. I wasn't wrong.

She clapped her hands and blue flames ignited. When she pulled them apart, there was a tiny spider web in her hands that was made of fire. Slowly she pulled her hands farther apart and the net became bigger. With the tension she exerted, they shrank or grew. Amelia looked concerned for her mate. Admittedly, I was equally concerned for my maker. That was at least until my mate faced me.

I backed away and put my up hands. Whatever was going on with radioactive spider web was something I wanted nothing to do with. "If this is about Gone with the Wind, I change my mind. It's my all time favorite too. I especially enjoyed the parts with the cowboys and Indians."

There was a smile on her face that was coy and alluring; at least that was what I saw. I was sure it differed greatly from anyone else's interpretation. She flicked all ten of her fingers at me and the web shot out. For a fraction in time, it disappeared. I didn't see it again until I felt the heat of it close to my face, and then it engulfed my whole body. It was a warm sensation that tickled. Finally, she found a way to protect me in the heat of battle without harm or sacrificing her skill.

I shot Amelia a smug grin. Godric was about to get owned. He knew it, too, because he looked toward Amelia. "This seems like your kind of thing."

She set Kai down in his bouncer and jumped right in. Though I would suck silver before I told my evil stepmother, but I gained new respect for her. She sat still in a protected circle and focused on breaking the protection of the flames. They flickered and dulled, but didn't extinguish. While she did that, Godric mounted an all-out physical attack. Their fight was frighteningly mismatched. Amelia evened the scales. In addition to chipping away at my protective barrier, she threw one hex after another. Some of them involved using the trees, gusts of wind, water, and the ground to attack Sookie. Others were more direct. Her fingers glowed and flashes of energy shot toward my mate.

The nightly sparring matches were the only thing that spoke of a life outside this haven.

When we were inside, we played games, watched television, or just talked shit to one another. Okay, that last bit was Amelia and me. Sookie and Godric refereed. Three months later and life was nothing like I could have ever imagined. Indeed, it was so much more than I could have ever dared to dream.

My son was happy, healthy, and well cared for. There were more than enough hands to attend to him. That might be why he never cried or it might be that he was always eating. Either way, he was easy to manage. He grew more every day. Never before had life been this good, this meaningful, or this rewarding.

With every night I spent with Kai, I was thinking more and more about Godric's offer. Sookie and I could stay here. We would be safe. We could shut out the rest of the world. We would never have to worry about Kai. Maybe we would venture out into the real world when he was older, if there was a world left.

I sighed. I knew we wouldn't. How could we keep him locked away, never knowing anyone but the four of us? How would we explain that to him when he got older? We couldn't.

A/N: I'm so glad we can get back on track but I alas, I might have to slow it down. Currently I am working in conjunction with my awesome Beta's on the end. Yes, it happens so fast. Just three weeks ago I began this new story adventure with all of you, now we are a little over ten chapters away from the end. I can't lie I want it to go on forever but all good things must come to an end...

(If that sounded ominous it was totally supposed to)