Chapter 15

SPOV

Since my resurrection, I couldn't remember being this angry.

First and foremost, I was mad that we were being attacked. The audacity of whoever was behind this made my blood boil. Second, there was Quinn. I can't even believe that I actually considered being in a relationship with him, let alone had sex with him, now that I see his true colors. It was sad that those long years in the pits had turned him into an insecure asshole. I was also holding him responsible for the deaths of all the humans inside of the castle. If security is your job, you should be securing EVERYTHING, not just what you deem as important. Third and least important, I was pissed that this bullshit interrupted a 'first' for Eric and I. I can't wait to get back to our home to continue what we started in the tent. But I digress; now it was time to put foot to ass.

I pulled myself away from Niall and Eric; marching with purpose to meet those who were coming from the main building. As I walked, my powers rose and I began to glow. Once I stepped foot onto the patio, the five vampires that had crashed through the glass windows and door had begun to burn. The stench of burned flesh surrounded me. I smiled when they all were ash.

I turned back around and saw that the Cullens were also engaging the enemy. Alice and Jasper chased four vampires into the woods. They thought they could dispatch the couple easily, but they were in for a surprise. The rest of the Cullens battled one on one with the intruders and were handling their own nicely.

By the time I made it back to Eric, it was over. Only about half our group engaged in any type of combat. I didn't even get to use my sword. Darn.

"Our good friends, the Cullens, have a prisoner for us to interrogate." Eric was miffed because he didn't get to cause any damage, but I could tell that he enjoyed seeing me in action. He always does. I kissed him and we walked over to the rest of our group who were standing in a circle around our POW.

He was a scrawny man and probably in his early 30s when he was turned. Something about him reminded me of Compton and I moved to finish him. Eric grabbed my arm and yanked me back just in time.

"It is not him, lover. Your calm demeanor and decisiveness are needed now." he whispered, just enough for only me to hear. I lowered my inner light and regained my composure. There would be more time to deal with him once we got back to Louisiana.

I nodded to Eric to let him know that I was ok and to take over the reigns. Just like the king he was destined to be when he was human and was now as a vampire, he took control of the group with ease.

"Niall, we need a coffin to transport our interloper back home in. Can you provide this?" Niall nodded and conjured up a black steel coffin with silver chains to lock it. Rosalie and Emmet secured our ill-fated guest into the coffin.

"Good. It is time for us all to depart. If half of you will go with Niall and the rest come with Sookie and me, we will go to the airport where our private jets are waiting to take us to Louisiana." Everyone moved as instructed. The Cullens went with Niall. Once they were gathered, he immediately popped them and himself to the airport. Godric, Vayl, Jazz, Sinclair, and Betsy went with Eric. Dave, John, Shotgun Suzie, Pam, and Jessica surrounded me. The ladies already knew what to do, so the men followed suit by placing a hand on my shoulders. Just as I was about to pop us away, an arrow broke through the wind of my magic and slammed into my right shoulder.

We appeared on the tarmac of the Heathrow International Airport, standing next to 3 private planes. The Cullens, minus Carlisle and Esme who wanted to ride with us, were already boarded and waiting for clearance. Eric and his group were waiting for mine and moved to join us to decide who would ride on which plane. My group released their hold on me, unaware of my injury and began to talk with the rest of the group. As Eric drew nearer, he saw the arrow sticking out.

"Lover? You have been shot!" he yelled. This, of course, got everyone's attention. I looked at him, pleading with my eyes for him to remain calm. Unfortunately, his eyes began to glow and a second later he vanished. I knew where he was going. And I pray to Freya that he found the bastard who shot me. Pam and Jessica were at my side in the next moment. Jessica's face was stricken with pain as she looked at the arrow, which was sticking out of my front and back. Pam just looked around the tarmac, searching for anyone else so that she could kill them promptly. She tapped her designer foot impatiently as she was just as determined not to leave without Eric as I was.

"What are you guys waiting for? GET ON A PLANE! We will be right behind you." she ordered. Always one to hide her concern for my welfare, just on the slight chance someone will see and think she is compassionate, she didn't ask if I was alright. I ripped the arrow out in one swift motion and handed it to her. The wound closed instantly. I could tell from her mind that she was pissed that someone got a shot off on me, relieved that I was a demigod and healed like one, and worried that Eric had yet to return.

"I'm going to go get him." I told her. She grabbed my arm to stop me.

"Take me with you" she begged.

"No. You needed to make sure everyone gets to their appropriate lodgings. I know Godric is here, but you know our affairs and Louisiana just as good as us. You are our second in command. Go. We will meet you there." She didn't want to let go of my arm and I knew I had to go, so I popped out of her grasp.

I reappeared back at the estate. Eric was surrounded by seven vampires with silver chains in their gloved hands. Eric had his sword, a 10th century claymore he was given by some noble for healing his daughter of some vile disease, in hand and had already killed three of the assailants.

I conjured up my custom ACR 6.8, loaded with silver bullets, and went down on one knee to take aim at anyone who got too close to my husband. As I watched him, he began to glow with a blue light that spread over his body. Deciding that he really didn't need my assistance, I put away my weapon and sat on the plush grass. It took him about ten minutes to dispatch the entire group of dumbasses, including the one who shot me. Although most of them were in pieces, the crossbow sticking out of one of the vampire's head was a dead giveaway.

Finally satisfied, he put his sword away and turned to face me. I gave him a wide smile and motioned for him to come closer. He walked slowly, letting his muscles stretch and contract under his suit which was covered in the blood of his foes. When he was standing in front of me, he knelt down and cupped my face in his hands.

"I thank my father that you are safe and well. Do you feel any pain, lover?" I shook my head and pulled down the strap of my dress to show him that I was fully healed.

"It is almost dawn. Will you come with me? I want to show you something."

"Always yes" I declare. I so love surprises. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. We stared into each other's eyes for several minutes before he popped us away.

EPOV

It had been an eventful night to say the least. The only thing on my mind now was taking Sookie somewhere that I knew to be safe and unknown to anyone. There were many things that we needed to discuss before the following night. This required utter isolation, with no chance for interruption. I was not used to having so many questions and few answers. Sookie may or may not know some of them, but she was the only one I could talk to about anything personal.

Pam is the only other woman to ever get close enough that I would discuss such matters. She knew this, for she is my one and only child. I have always thought that was why she was resistant to Sookie in the beginning. She was someone new, getting to that level of secrecy, and she was human; or so we thought at the time. Of course, much time has passed, much has been learned, and much has changed in my life.

Sookie, on the other hand, was my other half in ever conceivable way. With my almost 1,000+ years on this earth, I am so used to being the teacher. Sookie had become mine in ways I had not foreseen since she returned to me. Over the last 25 years, I adjusted to this with no qualms. I love her as my equal in every way. I just do not like the unknown. I have learned and experienced more new things in the time she has been in my life than the thousand years it took for me to find her. What will the next 1,000 bring with our 'new' selves? I was praying she knew.

I pulled her into my arms and popped us away from the castle, once and for all. We appear on top of a hill. The mid-40s temperature was somewhat of a shock to my wife, who shivered in my arms as she snuggled closer to my chest. I purposely positioned us so that I blocked her view of our destination. I had yet to bring her here. This was not just a mere hill, but the edge of what could be a considered almost a crater. The steep drop into the valley below allowed this place to go unseen by anyone not looking for it specifically. I have always been creative and resourceful as to having whatever I wanted. After I was turned and had fully embraced my life as a vampire, I had my ancestral home moved to this location so that I would always have a place to go that was truly mine. Not even Pam had been to this place.

"Where are we?" she asked as I draped my suit jacket over her shoulders. She was very curious, knowing that I never acted without cause.

"We are at the one place on this earth that we can be alone. No one knows of this place. Not Godric. Not Pam. Only you, lover." As I finished my sentence, I stepped to the side and let her see with her own eyes. Her eyes and mouth went wide in awe. She stared at the single level building, which my grandfather built with his own hands, as if she were committing this scene to memory. The clay and brick build spanned about 3,500 sq ft and was surrounded by a forest that was untouched by man, still wild and free. The pond, which I made to be equal to that of any Olympic size pool, sat to the right and a large cherry blossom tree to the left. I got the seeds and planted it hundreds of years ago; it was one of the best things I could have ever retained from my time in Asia.

I took her hand in mine and flew us down to stand in between the tree and the pool. She released my hand and ran to the pond. Dropping to her knees, she dipped her hand in the water and moaned with the pleasure of its coolness. She got up and darted over to the tree. She looked up at the long branches and blooms, which hung over head creating a canopy from the sun. I knew we would spend much time under that tree at night, but when she was alone; her spot would be next to the pond in the direct sunlight.

She hugged the tree's trunk, then ran and leap into my arms. She kissed me with a force I had not experienced from her before. It was powerful, full of the depth that our love had reached. I returned it with equal force, squeezing her body to mine as if I were fighting against an invisible pull that wanted to separate us. She moaned slightly, but not in pain, as she wrapped her legs around my waist. As we kissed, I made my way into the house.

It was setup exactly like it was when I was human. I even kept my throne, the same one I stubbornly avoided in order to fuck useless peasant women and be irresponsible. Since my father was King when he was murdered, my mother's throne was perched next to his. It was slightly lower, a fact that I would be changing soon enough but not tonight.

I turned right and walked down the hall that led around to the master bedroom. There was a path to it on either side from the throne/living room. Having made it to the other side, had to stop. Sookie was doing wicked things with her tongue that included my ear. I slammed her up against the wall facing the door that led to my most private sanctuary. She glanced over my shoulder and stop moving. I leaned back, following her line of sight to the large mural on the wall behind me. It depicted Sookie in what I had imagined to be her Royal dress as Queen of Faery, standing in a grassy meadow with her arms outstretched to welcome me. The sky was a mix of purples, pinks, and blues with pristine white clouds. Her blond hair was almost platinum, a silver and vine crown with a large sapphire in the center on her head. The smile on her face was exactly like the one she wore now.

Her grip loosened and I set her down on her feet. She walked around me to stand at eye level with her 'mural' self; it was much like she was looking into a mirror. She absentmindedly touches her lips as she did the same to the mural. Her fingers froze of a second and then she turned swiftly towards me.

"You...it's...you did this. Why has it taken you so long to bring me here?" she asked softly. I already knew she would ask this, so I was not caught off-guard.

"Many things keep both you and I from the peace we so long for. I wanted to make sure that we would always have this place. If the time was ever to come where we need to leave it all, this will be our home. If not here, then I will pick up the land itself and move it to another location. This is OUR true home." I had been waiting a long time for this moment. I would dream about us being here when we were separated and I yearned for her. Now, we are here together.

She stepped into my chest and stood on her tiptoes to lick the single blood tear from my cheek. I did not even know it had fallen. I am torn between wanting to make love to my wife and beginning the long discussion that we needed to have about the recent changes that have taken place during this trip. She made the decision for me by cupping my face and pulling me down to her level.

"When we are here, this is the spot where everything else stops. No worries. No stress. In there, we are one. Everything else will be discussed out here. Promise me?" I felt her determination and how important all this meant to her.

"I promise, lover. That is how it is meant to be." I said and claimed her lips. She returned to my favorite position for her; in my arms with her arms and legs wrapped around me. I would have usually punched in a code using the various silver stars in the mural, but I knew I was now capable of more. I let her catch her breath as I inhaled her intoxicating scent. It was the only scent, followed by that of blood that has given me feelings of euphoria. I closed my eyes and walked straight through the mural.

"Wow. That was amazing, Eric. I felt you power as we walked through." she whispered as if speaking in a tone above this would be sacrilege.

"I feel limitless...and it's because of you." I stroked her face as I walked to the edge where the trapped door leading to my bedchamber lay. I opened it with my mind and dropped into the hole, which was about 300 ft deep. When my feet touched the floor below, the lights responded immediately.

I set her to her feet so she could explore. She immediately ran and jumped onto the custom bed, the length of two California king mattresses. She rolled across the bed onto her back and looked around. She hopped up to examine the wall-less bathroom complete with a waterfall shower, a four-person Jacuzzi, and toilet. When her cute, little bare feet hit the heated floor, she screamed with delight. I sat on the edge of my oak desk, watching her with joy.

"Min Kung. Min vackre man. Kom till mig." She said this as she stood at the foot of the bed with her hands outstretched to me. She was in almost the same stance as her image on the mural. I popped in front of her, not wanting to waste anytime. I dropped to my knees, bowing my head to her in submission.

"Min Drottning. Min fru. Jag är för alltid din tjänare." I kissed both her hands, but she pulled them away. She grabbed my arms and stood me up.

"Kärlek nej, min. Du är inte min tjänare. Du är min partner. Vi är like. Ingen en av som oss är över den annan. Lova mig att vi för alltid är like. Lovar du?" Her eyes were pleading, her hold on my arms tightening with the importance of my response.

"Jag lovar. Jag älskar dig, Sookie." She kissed me, deeply and slowly. We began undressing each other, something that we seemed to have forgotten to do lately. As I unzipped her dress, my suit jacket had hit the floor and my shirt was being unbuttoned for the second time tonight. If I were human, I probably would have erupted just from her touch. I was surging with lust and power I had not gotten used to yet. It was almost like my first sexual experience as a vampire, only less messy.

I turned us so the back of her knees bumped the bed, causing her to fall back into the soft, black sheets. She removed her bra, allowing two of my favorite things free. I removed my pants and her panties. I pushed her further up the bed so that we were in the center. She sat up and we bathed each other in kisses for what seemed like hours. I scooted down so I was on my stomach, her pussy centimeters from my face. She panted in anticipation. I started with my thumb, rubbing circles over her clit. I watched her intently, mesmerized by how she reacted to my touch. As the sweet scent of her nectar grew strong, filling the air, I began inserting my fingers. One, two, and then three. I methodically stretched her. She cupped my head and pulled my face into her core. Not removing my fingers, I flicked her clit with my tongue. She moaned loudly, repeating my name as if it were a prayer. Her walls began to contract on my fingers, so I replaced them with my tongue. I had to grip her hips to hold her down, curses leaving her mouth in my native language driving me to increase my pace. Right before she had her release, she flipped us so that she was sitting on my face. Before I could do or say anything, she was having her orgasm and taking my dick into her mouth.

The heat and wetness of her little mouth, desperate to take all of me down her throat, was almost more than I could handle. And I am the Viking Sex God! She grounded her hips over my mouth. It was a good thing that I did not need to breathe; otherwise I would have blissfully suffocated. She tried to move so that she would be free to move around the bed, but I wasn't having any of that. I held her hips, preventing her from moving and pushed my tongue into her ass. She moaned and sucked even hard, stroking my shaft with more vigor than before. I added a couple of fingers to the mix. She rolled her tongue around my head and I came instantly. It was the most powerful orgasm I had ever experienced.

After swallowing everything I had given, spilling none, she rose off my face and straddled me. She wasted no time, placing me at her entrance and lowering herself onto me. Our joint moan of pleasure filled the cavernous room. She rode me slowly, looking deeply into my eyes as sweat dripped down the sides of her face. I sat up and licked the liquid from her skin. She met my lips, my arms wrapping around her body. We didn't exchange blood until right before we dropped off the edge into oblivion. At the exact moment of our orgasms, the room was filled with a mixture of white and blue light. We opened our eyes, everything hidden by the brightness of the light, seeing only one another. She was mine and I was hers. There was nothing else.

We lay in the afterglow of our love making. We were out of breath, like humans. We both looked at each other and laughed. We both knew that there was much to be discussed. We showered, using large amounts of restraint on both our parts not to start again. Once we were clean, we made our way back upstairs to have the one of the most important conversations we would ever have.

Author's Notes:

I hope you all enjoy the Viking's secret getaway. Any thoughts on things to be discussed in their conversation? Any hopes for the future of this tale? Let me know.

Here are the translations for this chapter:

"Min Kung. Min vackre man. Kom till mig." = My King. My beautiful husband. Come to me.

"Min Drottning. Min fru. Jag är för alltid din tjänare." = My Queen. My wife. I am forever your servant.

"Kärlek nej, min. Du är inte min tjänare. Du är min partner. Vi är like. Ingen en av som oss är över den annan. Lova mig att vi för alltid är like. Lovar du?' = No, my love. You are not my servant. You are my partner. We are equals. Neither one of us is above the other. Promise me that we will forever be equals. Do you promise?

Jag lovar. Jag älskar dig, Sookie." = I promise. I love you, Sookie.

*All characters in this chapter belong to Charlaine Harris.

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