Chapter 12

EPOV

I, finally, put Sookie to sleep after hours of furious fucking. I love the fact that I do not have to hold back in fear of hurting her now that she was...more. With about 30 minutes to spare before dawn, I decided to begin strategizing. Knowing that Pam had already made arrangements for the return trip home for us and our new found brethren, I was currently concerned with the identity (or identities) of our enemy. Was naive enough to think that our troubles were over, that we could live in peace? Have we not both proved that we are a force NOT to be fucked with?! I look at my Sookie and she twitches, which means that I needed to get myself under control before I woke her with my brooding.

As the minutes ticked on, I thought about all of the allies that we had at our disposal. I realized that I need to enlist the help of the wolf. It is still hard for me not to want to rip his head off knowing that he wanted what was mine. When she returned to me and showed me our 'other' life, I saw him and his actions. The sight of him used to send me almost into a rage, but I had to remember that he was her friend and to kill him (and the shifter, Sam Merlotte) would make her unhappy. With this new threat on the horizon, I must again ask him to assist in protecting her, as well as our entire force.

I wrote Sookie a note and set it by the coffee maker. I programed it, knowing how she loves her morning brew. As I wrapped myself around her body, I felt a particular excitement that I had not felt since I was human. I knew what it was...the idea of Sookie and I having children. That was a dream that I WAS going to see fruition. As dawn took me under, my thoughts were of playing in a field with my sons.

SPOV

It was about 10am when my bladder finally woke me. I tried to rise, but had forgotten about my Viking's death grip on me when he sleeps. I wiggle out of his grasp and high-tailed to the bathroom. Feeling relieved and in need of caffeine, I kiss Eric and headed to the living room.

Thinking I would have to wait for my coffee to brew, I was surprised to see that it was already for me. Seeing the folded piece of paper with Eric's beautiful handwriting made me all warm and fuzzy. After pouring myself a cup of Joe and getting settled on the plush sofa, I read the message left by my husband.

Lover,

I hope you wake this morning knowing how much I love you. Last night, like every night with you, was as amazing as the first time.

Since we will be departing immediately after the reception, you will have to make the rest of our arrangements as Pam and I are in day rest. We need to have day protection setup for us, as well as our guests. Please speak to Alcide about this and tell him that his wolves will need to be in place prior to our arrival in the States. Please also gather your forces. I think we should have a meeting with everyone at Fangtasia once everyone is settled.

Until sunset, I will dream of only you.

With my deepest devotion and love,

-E

I haven't been awake for more than 15 minutes and I'm already crying! I thank the gods that they are happy tears. I always loved his notes and the thought he put into them. My collection has its own self in our library. I read it a couple more time and thought back to last night's events. Although yesterday was exciting, returning to the room with my Viking was, by far, the best part. It's always my favorite part of the day.

I called Han and order breakfast, which came in less than 5 minutes. I enjoyed my wheat toast, fruit, and veggie omelet along with a second cup of coffee. Feeling that my day could finally begin, I headed to the closet to pick out my day attire. I decided to go with a cute white button-down shirt, my khaki shorts that showcase my tanned legs, and my favorite white flip flops. Putting my hair in a high ponytail, I ventured out into the rest of the castle to find Alcide and the rest of our crew (at least the ones that are awake during the day).

When I reached the lounge, I found it somewhat full. Almost all of my new girlfriends were here, eating breakfast. Of course, Pam, Jessica, and Betsy were in their day sleep. Jazz and Cassandra were sitting by the bay windows overlooking the backyard with a handsome young man, who strongly resembled Jazz. That must be her brother and Cassandra's husband. His aura told me that he was special like Jazz, oozing with military training and combat experience. His thoughts were mixed between what he imagined was going to happen when they arrived in Louisiana and how good Cassandra looked in the paisley sundress she was wearing. He was battling his lust for her against his anxiety on the battles to come. Based on this, it was obvious that he was not listening to his wife and sister retell of our adventures from the night before. As I giggled to myself, Jazz must have picked up on his lack of attention. "Are you even listening? Or are Cassandra's breasts telling you something more interesting?" she scolded. Cassandra looked at him, then at her chest, and erupted in laughter.

The Cullens' were all assembled, sipping bloods and discussing all the things they wanted to do while in Louisiana. I already told Pam which house to put them in so that they'd all be together. Coincidentally, it was located in a gated community about 20 minutes from our home. Rosalie, Bella, and Alice all smiled and waved at me when they saw me. I waved back and head towards Alcide and Sam.

Both men were deep in conversation a few feet away from their ladies. Luna and her daughter, Emma, were playing Spades as Amelia watched. Amelia and I hadn't been able to hang out in ages it seemed. With me being busy with my projects (the 'supe orphanage, the strip mall, the farmhouse's tenant, and pursuing my Doctorate degree in Supernatural Studies) and her time spent on teaching her new prodigies and her store, quality friend time was non-existent. Luna, on the other hand, was a mystery. Since I never worked for Sam in 'this' life, I didn't have the luxury of scoping out his love interests. From our few encounters, she seemed to be a strong, confident woman who didn't take any shit and was an outstanding mother. I was happy that Sam found someone that would treat him right, and was a shifter as well. Once I reached the table, Amelia looked up and shrieked.

"SOOKIE! Where have you been hiding?" she yelled and almost tackled me with the force of her thoughts, as well as her embrace.

"I've been around. How have you been?" I asked. Although our original friendship was in my 'previous' life, I still searched her out in this one. Even after our misunderstanding with Alcide and his attempt to 'woo' me after I broke the blood bond with Eric, she still cared and made many attempts to repair the damage she caused. Eric still wants to drain her, but he knows how I feel about her and that I do not have many friends. It felt great to see her.

"Oh, the usual…teaching and running the store. You've met Luna, right?" she countered, gesturing toward the woman in question. I nodded and extended my hand to her.

She took it and had a firm, sure grasp. "It's so good to see you again, Luna. And this must be Emma…it's nice to meet you as well." The teenage girl just nodded and continued to concentrate on her hand, trying desperately to beat her mother.

"And you as well Sookie. Sam told me that you own the strip mall in between Bon Temps and Shreveport. Emma is now at that age where she needs her own money, so I'm letting her get a job. Would you happen to have anything available?" Of course, I was willing to create a position in order to help a fellow supe.

"Yes, I believe I have a couple of open positions. When we all get back, I'll stop by Merlotte's with an application and we can talk about which position would be best." I replied.

"Oh, thank you ma'am! Thank you mommy!" Emma rejoiced.

"Not a problem. And it's Sookie or Mrs. Northman." I said with a smile. The mentioning of my last name got the attention of both Sam and Alcide, which earned me a grimace from each of them. I rolled my eyes and motioned towards the bar so we could speak privately. I said my goodbyes to Amelia, Luna, and Emma and went in its direction.

I thought that I would only be talking with Alcide, but Sam couldn't resist the opportunity to be involved. In the past, it was adorable and commendable. Now, it was extremely annoying. His thoughts were beginning to piss me off too. "I can't believe she fell in love with a vamp…I wish it would have been me…I'm surprised she isn't dead, fairy or no fairy…she looks so beautiful…I wish I could kiss her lips…"

At that point, I couldn't take it anymore. "Sam, it is obvious that you have forgotten that I'm telepathic. I also think that you have forgotten the woman that came here with you. I suggest that you keep those thoughts buried deep enough inside of your head to make sure that they don't surface. If you do not, I will tell Luna what you are thinking and let Eric neuter you. I think he would love a new ornament for his Corvette." I hissed lowly.

The shock on his face was priceless. Alcide was shocked by my handling of the situation. He was thinking that he had never heard me say such a thing to anyone. "Those fucking vamps have finally changed her…I knew it would happen…she would have made a wonderful wife…and our children would have been future pack-masters…her tanned legs look so sexy…"

What the hell was up with both of them lusting after me like some pin-up in Playboy? I'm a little flattered, but we are supposed to be friends and work together for the common good of all supes. The worst part is they both know that my husband is a bloodthirsty vampire who takes pleasure in killing in my honor. I think they really want me to have collie and wolf pelts as new rugs.

"The same goes for you Alcide. You should know better than Sam." I said glaring at both men.

"I'm sorry Sookie. I…I…" Sam stammered.

"Sam, just get it together. And I think Alcide and I should talk privately." He definitely didn't like being dismissed, but I could care less at this point in time. He stalked off back to their table and I was more than relieved.

"Sookie…" Alcide started, but I abruptly stopped him with a raised hand. I wasn't in the mood to have him try to smooth everything over like he always tried so desperately to do.

"Until you are able to realize that the only man that I will ever love and be with is Eric, we will only speak about business. We will need the protection services of your pack once our group returns to Louisiana. We will need your wolves at each of our residences during the daylight hours and in place before we touch down. Set your price and fax us the contract. We will pay as soon as it is received."

I was happy to rush through this as I wanted to get back to Eric since all the other men I knew were hell bent on opposing his claim. Just as I was about to turn and walk away, Alcide grabs my arm.

"Have you changed so much that you care no one's feelings? When we met, you were sweet and warm. It's like every time I see you, you're becoming more like that vamp you are with. I'm sorry that my thoughts and feelings for you make you upset, but they are true and I will not apologize for them." He started pulling me toward his chest, maybe in an attempt to kiss me or to stare into my eyes, but he was stopped by a strong hand gripping his shoulder.

"I believe the lady was quite clear that she is in love and loyal to her husband. Whether he is human or vampire, as her friend, you should respect that. Don't you think?" said Carlisle.

His dirty blond hair was neatly cut, much like you would expect of a doctor. His brain told me that was his occupation, so it made sense. I was grateful, for multiple reasons that he intervened. I just hope that I wouldn't have to stop Eric and Pam from ripping him to shreds.

Alcide let go of my arm and was about to retort to Carlisle when he spied the entire Cullen nest stand from their table. The room was deadly silent. This is not what we need hours before a wedding and at the beginning of our army's formation.

"Alcide, I understand your feelings and I'm more than flattered. However, as Pack-master, you are not use to not getting your way. This is something you struggled with in the past and it seems to be true now. I will forever be Eric's as he is mine. If you value our friendship and peace between our kinds, you will accept this and never mention it again. Do you accept my decree, Alcide?"

All eyes were on him, especially those of Amelia who was burning with rage that he confessed his feelings for me while in her company. He mentally battled with himself, a bundle of emotions. He finally came to correct decision, and with a glance at Amelia, I knew that he saw a potential future with her. I would surely tell her this later.

"I am sorry for my behavior. It will not happen again." With a sigh of relief and a nod to Carlisle, I left the room. I paused and listened to the thoughts of the group inside, and was relieved that they all went back to things not related to me.

Not wanting to waste anymore time, I popped back to our room.

Now that one of my tasks was complete, it was time to get the other one out of the way. I cleared the living room table and sat on top of it Indian-style. Once settled, I took note of the time; 11a. I hope I'm not gone too long. I began chanting, rising out of my body and up into the heavens to travel to my homeland. It only took a few seconds for me to arrive outside of the throne room in the kingdom of Faery.

I could here footsteps approaching and wasn't surprised when the double doors flew open. I was greeted by two members of the Royal Guard, who bowed once they registered who I was. I nodded as well and moved swiftly to the foot of the throne so that I could greet my great-grandfather properly. He rose from his seat, walked down the 10 stairs that separated us, and hugged me tightly. He smelled of summer and butterscotch, as I assume all grandpas should.

"My darling child, it is always a joyous occasion for you to visit but I was expecting to see you in a couple of hours. Is everything alright?" he asked. His face was full of concern and love, his voice soft and warm.

"Hi! Yea, I know I will be seeing you soon, but I wanted to get a head start on preparing security for our return trip." I replied as he released me from the bear hug.

"I have already sent a force to all of Northman's residences and they are working on shielding the properties as we speak. I have also sent out scouts to all corners to identify our enemies. When I get the report, I will deliver the message personally." He bowed to me in a regal way, which made me giggle.

I swatted his arm for him to stop. "Stop that. I haven't ascended to the throne yet. And besides, I'm your great-grandchild and you shouldn't bow to me. Ever."

"I'm just trying to get you to become accustom to this behavior. It will be required of all Fae as well as any other supernatural being that has you in their audience." He winked at me and all I could do was nod. He was right. I was still adjusting to my upcoming station, so I would add this to the list of things to work on.

"Ok. Well, I better be off. Time flies when I'm here. People start to worry when I've been in a catatonic state for hours at a time." I gave him another hug and a kiss on the cheek and fade away. When I felt myself return to my body, I was overpowered by feelings of awe and wonder. I opened my eyes to stare into the most piercing and hypnotizing baby blues to have ever existed. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Hello, lover. How was your day?" my husband asked. His golden lashes made his Nordic blue eyes look like they were the most precious sapphires being guarded by mini tentacles, languid and soft but deadly if you were an intruder. Instead of answering his questions, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him deeply.

EPOV

I sat for about three hours, watching as her heart pumped blood through her body although she was not currently inhabiting it. Although I am a vampire and have a perfect memory, I still continue to seal her image into my mind in fear that some sort of magic would erase her from my brain (it has happened before). I began by circling her, inhaling the intoxicating scent that only belonged to her. As the time passed, the scent of Faery became stronger and I knew that she was gathering her kind's forces to ensure our safety and victory. I finally decided to get comfortable as I waited for her to return to me, so I sat on the couch facing her. Images of her naked body spread out by the fire of my ancestral home made my dick twitch in anticipation.

Now she is stirring. I moved closer, so close that our nose were mere centimeters apart, waiting for her to open those beautiful eyes that make me feel as though I am a lowly human. When they open, her smile makes me fall in love with her all over again.

"Hello, lover. How was your day?"

She answers me with a kiss. It was a kiss that would have made my yield to anything if I weren't one of the oldest vampires in existence. I rose with her attached to me, walking slowly to not end this blissful moment. I took us to the closet as the time for the wedding ceremony was quickly approaching. I was just about to set her on her feet when, instead, she wraps her legs around my waist. Using my shoulders as an anchor, she digs her nails into them as to keep me from releasing her.

"Min vackra fru, inte retas mig inte på detta sätt. Om vi börjar här, kommer jag inte sluta förrän jag är klar och vi kommer för sent till bröllopet." I warn her. Once we start making love, it is always difficult to stop. This difficulty has increased much over the past few months. I wondered if she has noticed this.

"Maken, jag retas aldrig dig på ett sådant sätt. Jag vill ha dig nu. Allt annat i universum kan vänta. Och jag kommer inte att nekas!" She said this as her tongue traversed my jawline. How could I deny such a command when every ounce of me was yearning for the same?

I can not bear the wait anymore. I move us to the bathroom and started our bath. I sat her on the countertop, her grip never loosening. As our lips and tongues battled for dominance, she released my shoulders only to rip my t-shirt off my torso. I could not hold in the growl of lust that escaped my throat from witnessing her aggressiveness. The tightness of my pants had now become painful.

Since I am not one to be outdone, I used one hand to grab her shirt and the other to take a hold of the waistband of her shorts. I ripped both from her body without detaching from her lips. Her moans of pleasure from my actions were the downfall of my jeans as my dick began to push through the zipper. It was now time to go 'hands free', so I removed my pants as we continued tasting each other's mouths. We must have been of the same mind because she was removing her bra in that same moment. Before she could reach for her panties, I grabbed both her wrists pinning her arms above her head on the mirror with one hand.

She snarled and bit at me. Her delicate fangs descending as her eyes began to cloud with her desire. Her supple breasts were calling to me, begging to be bitten. I refused. It was not time.

I snatched the flimsy swatch of fabric away and was almost knocked a step back by the scent of her arousal. Unable to control myself any longer, I used my free hand to grab her by the thigh and bring her delicious pussy to my face. I plunged my tongue as deep as I could into her wetness, twirling my tongue to make contact with every wall. I was reveled in the taste of her arousal and the knowledge that is was for me, only me.

I licked and sucked her clit. I tongued fucked her until she hoarse from screaming my name. Her moans and pants of pleasure distracted me from the tub altogether, so I did not notice that it had overflowed until I felt water on my heels.

"Jag behöver dig i mig, Eric. Jag behöver känna dig i mig på alla tänkbara sätt. Och då menar jag i "alla sätt"!" she cried as she came. I lapped up everything she had to give and was more than ready to take much more.

"Som du vill, älskare" I replied.

I scooped her off the countertop and stepped into the tub, which caused more water to spill over its edge. I sat and positioned her to hoover over my 'Gracious Plenty'. She looked into my eyes, as if she was peering into my soul, and lowered herself onto me. We moaned together as the shock of the pleasure took us both by surprise.

Her walls made me feel like I was in Valhalla. She rode me slowly, staring into my eyes all the while. As I stared back, I become overwhelmed by my love for her. Never would I have given my life or betrayed what I was for anything. But for her…she was all I needed. The sounds of our passion filled the room.

She slowly began to glow. The faster she rode me, the brighter she became. Part of me was engulfed in the ecstasy she was giving me, but another part of me was worried about what was happening. I must have loss my grip on blocking myself from Pam because I could hear her banging on our door, frantic with concern. Sookie, having realized what was going on, place both hands on my face and closed her eyes. She paused in mid stroke. In my mind, I could hear and feel her words as she spoke to me.

"Do not fear, my love. We are about to experience something neither of us have before. I need Pam to go away. Can I tell her to go?"

I was unable to formulate a cohesive thought, let alone a sentence. I just nodded my approval. She kissed me and then something that I would have never thought to be possible happened. She commanded Pam to stand down, that we were in the middle of making love, and may not make it to the ceremony. She also ordered her to represent us and we would let her know when we were on our way.

Sookie is my mate in every sense of the word. Therefore, she is my child's Mistress and has to follow any command she gives. What made this both amazing and scary is that she used my bond with Pam to send these commands. So in essence, Pam believed that they were coming from me. I felt Pam's amusement and acceptance of the orders. She left the door a moment later.

During this, the glow had faded away. "How?" I asked her. She looked into my eyes again, but this time I was looking into a light that I could not remember ever seeing in her before. Instead of answering my question, she slammed down on my dick and I screamed her name. Her pace quickened and the glow returned just as fast. I felt as if I was about to blow and float away by the sheer power I was feeling. When she bit into my throat, everything went black.

Author's Notes:

How about those lemons? Here are the translations for this one:

"Min vackra fru, inte retas mig inte på detta sätt. Om vi börjar här, kommer jag inte sluta förrän jag är klar och vi kommer för sent till bröllopet." = My beautiful wife, do not tease me this way. If we start this, I will not stop until I am finished and we will be late for the wedding.

"Maken, jag retas aldrig dig på ett sådant sätt. Jag vill ha dig nu. Allt annat i universum kan vänta. Och jag kommer inte att nekas!" = Husband, I would never tease you in such a way. I want you now. Everything else in the universe can wait. And I will not be denied.

"Jag behöver dig i mig, Eric. Jag behöver känna dig i mig på alla tänkbara sätt. Och då menar jag i "alla sätt"!" = I need you inside me, Eric. I need to feel inside me in every way possible! And I mean in 'every way'.

"Som du vill, älskare" = As you wish, lover

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