Chapter 21

SPOV

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I woke for a moment, thinking I had heard something. Figuring it was my imagination, I drifted back off sleep.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Dammit!" I mumbled. I pushed up on my hands, only to realize that Eric was inside of me and I fell asleep in the middle of sex. How could that happen? I'm not even close to being human anymore. He was steadily growing harder and I knew I should get up, but I just couldn't pull myself away.

"We know you are in there! We need to talk to you." said a female voice. We? I threw out my mental net to find not one, but five angry women at our bedroom door. I wasn't ready to leave our sanctuary, but Gran would have tanned my hid for hiding out in my room to avoid being a proper hostess.

"I'll meet you in the kitchen in 15 minutes!" I yelled. I continued to follow their minds until they made it to their destination. I felt movement inside of me and looked down to see those beautiful blue eyes staring up at me.

"Good morning, lover. Did you sleep well? I know I did." He said this with that smug smirk on his face. His hands began rubbing up my thighs and over my hips. I knew I was in trouble, but for what I was not sure.

"Did I do something bad?" I asked him. He laughed so hard that blood tears ran down the sides of his face.

"Something bad? What do you remember about last night, lover?" he asked. He was having too much fun for my liking. And with at least five angry women waiting for me in the kitchen, I needed answers quickly.

"Don't play games with me, Eric! I remember us getting back with our prisoner. Then everything after that is fuzzy. Oh, please tell me I didn't make a fool of myself or do something horrible to any of our nest mates." I was on the verge of tears.

"No, Sookie. Calm down. You didn't do anything bad, per se. Let's just say that you...our bond with our nest mates has grown to a new level." I was getting mad and he knew it. I tried to get off him, but he held my hips as he pushed into me. A moan escaped my lips, deflating all of the anger I had been building.

"Ok, I'll tell you. We were standing in the backyard after your return and you showered fairy dust over the entire group. The men were not affected, but the women were. They, you included, turned into sex fiends." I was shocked and speechless as I listened to his recount of last night's events. "I scrambled to get each couple to a private room before there was a massive orgy in our backyard."

"Was Pam affected too?" I knew she was with me last night, but what concerned me was that she is single and usually prefers women.

"Yes she was. But she ended up taking two guards, both men, into my office. I do not want to even see what damage she caused in there." he said.

"Damage? What about the other rooms?" I was afraid to ask, but knew I needed the full story before I faced the music.

"I can guarantee that we will need repair men to put them all back to rights sometime today. The conference room...well, there is some broken glass." Something about the way he said that made me question him.

"How much are we talking about?" I asked.

"Every piece of in the room is shattered." he said smugly.

"WHAT?! How?"

"Do you want me to tell you or show you?" he asked as he pumped into me again. This time, an image of riding him on the conference table flashed in my mind.

"It was me, wasn't it?" He could only nod as he tried desperately to suppress the laughter that was straining to be released. I tried to rise again, but he held on.

"You are the most amazing lover I could ever imagine. Stay with me." he begged.

"No! You heard them. They are mad and waiting for an explanation. I have to go." I said.

"Du är min. Jag älskar dig." As he said the words, everything came flooding back to me. I remember feeling of all them, drowning in passion and filling the palace with sounds of love-making. And it was because of me. Now, that I remember everything, I felt better. I rolled my hips and growled deeply.

We made love slowly and it was fantastic. Not like last night, which was another level in and of itself, but I was sated just the same. After I showered and dressed, I left Eric in the bed to meet with my houseguests. Just as I closed our bedroom door, Jazz and Betsy came around the corner.

"15 minutes, huh?" said Jazz.

"That was more like a hour." Betsy said. The three of us could hear Eric laughing hysterically from the bedroom. I grabbed both their hands and dragged them to the kitchen.

Instead of there being five pissed off women, there were eight. Their minds were filled with fragments of what happened last night. Suzie, however, was the angriest. Her mind told me that she didn't make it into a room before she was engaged in the horizontal mumbo in the palace hallway.

We were all seated at the dining room table. I was at the head of the table, surrounded by glaring eyes. I didn't know what to say to them, but I knew they shouldn't be this angry.

Betsy was the first to speak. "I think I speak for everyone here when I say that I haven't experienced anything like last night in my life, alive or dead. I need you to explain to me why I raped my husband." All their heads turned to me and I froze.

"Personally, I am not really upset about what happened. It has been centuries since Carlisle and I have done some of the things we did last night. When I got out of bed this morning and tried to kiss him, he wouldn't let me get in arms reach of him. When I asked him why, he told me everything I did and I was shocked. I pray I didn't do any of that in front of you guys." Esme said.

"Emmett has been trying to get a repeat performance all morning and I don't know what all I did or let him do to make him this...eager. I mean this is more than usual." Rosalie said as she looked down at her lap.

"Edward is beside himself. Apparently, not only did I turn into a rapist, but so did our daughter. Jacob and Edward have been at peace since she was born, now that old hatred had showed its ugly face again. He wants to remove her from their home to ensure that she doesn't have sex again." She leaned over to her child and took her hand. "Of course, I will not let him, but I can only imagine that what you did to Jacob doesn't compare to what I did to your father."

"EWWWW! I don't want to think about that!" she yelled as she covered her ears with her hands. There were some giggles at her reaction, but silence fell on the group again and it was finally time to explain myself.

"As with most deities, it is custom to pay tribute when the blessings of a God or Goddess lead to success. After our victory last night, I guess tribute was required from all. So, I gave you...well, us a little motivation. I haven't done that before nor did I know I could. It could be that my Mother compelled me to do what I did. I am so sorry if something bad happened, but from what Eric told me, we were all happy campers last night." I said.

The ladies looked around at each other. They all had to admit I was right. The anger dissipated from all of them, but Suzie. She was more embarrassed than anything else.

"While the rest of you made it to a room, John and I didn't. Your husband..." she said, pointing at me, "had to drag us into a room. I was literally fucking John in front of Eric and Sinclair. How am I to face both of them? How is he going to face them?"

"Sinclair is more concerned about if I will rape him again tonight. All of the guys are in the same boat, with the exception of Mr. Northman." Betsy replied.

"Eric did what I could not at the time. He tried to get you to some sort of privacy. I'm sorry Suzie that he failed in your case." I said.

"He didn't fail. He had to drag John by the shoulders because I was fucking him and wouldn't stop!" she yelled. She stood with her hands bracing herself on the table.

"I understand that none of you consented to what I did. It was as if I wasn't myself. I know it doesn't change anything, but I was probably worse than all of you in what I did to my husband last night. I promise to not do anything like that again without getting permission first. Please do not be mad at me." My eyes were brimming with tears and I was praying that they would forgive me. I wasn't sure that Pam would and I would have to feel her wrath when she rose this evening.

"Let's do a count. How many of you are truly angry about the earth-shattering sex you had with your man last night?" Betsy asked the group. No one raised their hand.

"How many of you believe that your man will now treat you differently than before?" she asked. Again, no hands went up.

"I promise that it was never my intention to do anything to hurt any of you. It was all about love and giving thanks that we came back to our men safely." I was sad that I made them feel uncomfortable.

"Don't get me wrong, Sookie. I was a little upset waking up this morning. My ass hurt and he had a big cheesy smile on his face. And he doesn't smile. He's lucky he drops dead during the day; otherwise I would have fucked him in the ass without asking any questions. But I knew something about this wasn't my doing." We all burst with laughter. There was a male laughing too which meant that Eric was up and about. He swaggered into the kitchen, pulled a True Blood out of the fridge and popped in the microwave. The women at the table were giving me death stares as my face flushed from embarrassment.

"Good morning, ladies." he said as he turned to face us. He walked over to me and planted a whooper of a kiss on my lips. He moved behind my chair, massaging my shoulders.

"I hope you all are not being too hard on my wife." he said to the group. The women looked amongst each other. Their minds were free of negative thoughts about the situation and I released a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"We're all peachy. Have you talked to the guys about what happened last night?" asked Jazz. Everyone's attention turned to Eric for a response.

"Not yet. I plan to as soon as I see them. Sinclair and Vayl will not get their explanation until this evening when they rise, but the others will have it soon. I have an idea of how we can expedite this to make it easier on all of you." Now I had to turn in my seat to look at him. He winked at me and I turned back around. His statement had intrigued them and they waited for him to continue.

"I thought it would be best if you were all gone when I talked to them. So I have booked the entire La Spa at the Eldorado Resort Casino for all of you. You will all get the works, then return renewed and we can go out for an evening for fun in New Orleans. How does that sound?" I giggled and I watch all the faces around me light up with joy, all except for Betsy. I heard from her mind that any external changes she has tried to make, whether coloring her hair or getting a manicure, would disappear the next day. She was still upset that she hadn't gotten a pedicure before she died. I knew I could help with this, so it would be a great gift to give her.

"What do you say girls? Are we going to get pampered and party the night away?" I asked. They cheered and high-five each other, so I took that as a definite yes.

"Excellent. The limo will be out front in 20 minutes." The ladies rose and rushed to get ready. Betsy was the last to exit. She walked slowly, trying to build her resolve that it was just something she would have to deal with and should be used to.

"What about Pam and Jessica? You know that they will destroy your Corvette if they find out you splurged on a spa day and left them out." I said.

"I thought about that too. I am going to have some locals come here and pamper them while they sleep. I will stay to watch over them and glamour the workers before leaving. You will have to get them something to wear this evening." he said. He has always been the pragmatic one.

"Ok. How should we dress? Sexy or Formal?" I asked.

"As sexy as possible, which will not be hard for any of you, I assure you." That smug look returned to his face. I didn't know if I should be worried.

"Last night, I was surrounded by naked women and the only one that stirred anything in me was you. And you were not naked, not at first." I blushed again and kissed him hard. We were interrupted by Cassandra, who surprisingly missed the entire thing.

"Good morning, Northmans! It's such a beautiful day." she said cheerily.

"Hello Mrs. Parks." Eric said.

"Hey Cassandra! We are going out on a spa day. Go get ready. We leave in 15 minutes." I said. She jumped up and down with glee and ran off.

"How is it that she missed what happened last night?" I asked Eric.

"Probably her gift of seeing the future. Dave had left the backyard along with the prisoner. Too bad for them." he said nonchalantly.

"Too bad, huh?" I snorted. He arched an eyebrow and I knew I needed to escape before round three took place here on the dining room table. "Please make sure everything is back to working order before we return. I don't want anyone to see the damage they caused."

"Unless we forced it out of them, I do not think any of them will ever forget what happen. Especially us men." he said. I rolled my eyes and ran off to the bedroom.

EPOV

The women had been gone for almost an hour. I had already explained what happened to the men. We shared sordid details and laughed like frat brothers at how lucky we all were to have these particular women in our lives. I, of course, got to wear the crown since it was my wife who initiated everything with her magic. The contractors and cleaning crews were hard at work repairing the damage from last night. Pam and Jessica were currently being pampered and all was well. I was in my office, finalizing our plans for this evening and booking accommodations for Jacob's pack, when Carlisle, Edward, and Jacob walked into my office. I rose and offered them seats in front of my desk.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" I greeted.

"We wanted to know what your plans are for the prisoner." Carlisle said. Their minds told me that Edward and Jacob wanted to question her themselves, which was understandable.

"I was planning on questioning her tomorrow, leaving us free to enjoy the evening. If you wish, we could do it now so we do not have to worry about it while we are having fun." This made the younger vampire and werewolf happy. Carlisle was not ready to jump for joy. He was concerned whether those two would be able to control themselves and not let their rage consume them.

"Can Carlisle and I have a few moments?" I asked of the other two men. Without saying a word, they rose and left the office. When the door closed, I gave Carlisle my undivided attention.

"What concerns you?" I asked him.

"The Volturi. I used to be a part of that council until I grew tired of their aristocracy. When I left and came to the states, they did not care. Although they tried to keep me, they believed that I would return of my own free will. However, when I sired Alice and she had the gift of sight, they were more persistent in their efforts to reclaim me. Same with Edward since he can read any creatures mind. They tried courting them, but my children refused. Then, there is Bella who is immune to the powers of others. One of their spies learned of her pregnancy with Renesmee and we had to convince them that she was no threat. Knowing that our prisoner has information directly from them leads me to believe that not only are they trying to move on you and your wife, but on the four of them as well. After the attack last night, I don't want Edward or Jacob to make this situation worse by killing her in a fit of rage and retribution." he explained.

"I understand your concerns much better now. I can ensure that neither Edward nor Jacob will harm the prisoner unless she is completely useless and not longer needed. Then, I will gladly give her to them for retribution." I replied.

"Thanks for discussing this. You did not have to as we are in your kingdom" he said. I was a little shocked, but then we have both lived hundreds of years and encountered evilness to many degrees.

"We are family. I consider the Cullens' a part of my nest. I hope the same is true for you."

"It definitely is. That is why we are here." he said. I called the two men back into the office to lay down the grown rules. They agreed to behave and we went to question a prisoner.

SPOV

We were having a blast. We all had mud baths, full body massages, facials, and been waxed. We were now about to get our hands and feet done when I noticed the melancholy look on Betsy face. I knew it was time.

I rose from chair, stopping the woman who was about to work on me. "Excuse me, one sec." I said. I walked over to Betsy, grabbed her hand, and pulled her to the privacy of the locker room. She was looking at me questionably, wondering what I wanted.

"I know why you weren't just as excited as the rest of us to be coming here today. I can fix that." I said.

"What? How?" She was shocked at the possibility that she would be able to do the things that she loved so much from her human life.

"The same way I helped Suzie." Before she could protest, I raised my power and cupped her face in my hands. Her eyes were wide with wonder and they began to glow. After a few seconds of this, I let her go. She stood there motionless for a few minutes. Her mind was filled with gratitude. I wiped the tears from her eyes, which startled her since she wasn't able to cry before. I hugged her to me and she squeezed me back with enough force to break my ribs if I were merely human.

"Enough alligator tears, sister. We need to get pretty." I said as I grabbed her hand and rejoined her nest.

PPOV

I rose feeling very strange. I looked around me and found that I was in one of the palace guestrooms with Jessica lying beside me. I was naked and so was she, but she looked beautiful. Her skin seemed to glow with the effects of a facial, her nails and toes were done, and her hair was curled. As she stirred, I rose from the bed and walked into the bathroom.

I was beautiful. My hair, nails, and toes were all done as well. What was going on? I remember our glorious victory from last night and then I drew a blank. Jessica walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

"Whoa! What type of magic is this? I went to my day rest looking normal and wake up looking fantastic. Do you think Sookie did this?" she asked.

"How the hell do I know? I don't even remember everything that happened last night. We need to find Eric." I replied.

"You must admit, we do look fabulous." She was admiring us in the mirror. I took a second look and nodded my agreement.

I grabbed a robe and walked out into the hallway. Using the bond with my maker, I found him in the den. He was standing on a pedestal, being measured for a suit. The little old tailor moved around his lanky body with his measuring tape, trying to keep his glasses from falling from his face. The other men – The Cullens', Jacob, Godric, Dave, Vayl, and Sinclair – were all milling around. I walked into the room and slammed the door with authority to make my presence known. And it did as all eyes fell upon me.

"Good evening, my child." He said in greeting with that fucking smirk pasted on his face. The guys all looked as if they were about to burst with laughter. Vayl and Sinclair both sat and waited. I don't know the reason, but I was in no mood.

"Cut the bullshit, Eric. Why can't I remember what happened last night?" They all laughed. My anger grew to a height that I couldn't remember it reaching before.

"ENOUGH!" I ordered with my hands on my hips and there was silence.

"Pamela. Your Mistress was compelled to pay tribute to the Goddess Freya after your battle." Did he really think that piece of shit explanation would pacify me?

"And?" I said taping my bare foot. The younger Cullen men were whispering about whether I was naked under my robe. "Stop acting like you haven't been in the presence of a naked woman before. Don't make me sick your wives on all of you!" I barked.

"Oh, please do. I'm begging you." Emmett said. He got on his knees for effect. That earned me another round of their cackling.

"Apparently, tribute turned out to be unrestrained sex." I was shocked. "All of the women, you included, turned into sexual predators and attacked." Vayl and Sinclair looked at each other with the same shock. Obviously, this was their first time hearing this explanation as well.

"Why don't they know about this?" I asked pointing at the two vampires.

"They were present, but didn't know what caused this behavior."

"So you are telling me that all of the women turned into rapists?" He nodded. "What happen to you?"

"Well, my attack was delayed as I had to get everyone into separate rooms before it turned into an orgy." I raised an eyebrow. Now, I would have loved to been a part of that, especially with the caliber of women in our nest.

"I hate to even ask this, but what or who did I attack? Please say it was a woman." I said.

He laughed so hard that bloody tears ran down his cheek. The tailor handed him a handkerchief before it could drop on the suit he was wearing.

"I'm afraid I cannot say that your victims were women." He finally managed to say.

"Victims?" I asked.

"Yes, you dragged two male guards into my office. I have repaired the damage, so there is no need to apologize."

"You are lucky that you are my maker. If I could kick your ass I would right now! WHERE IS YOUR WIFE?!" I roared.

"Come here." He commanded as my maker. I resisted, but the pull was more than I could fight.

When I was standing in front of him, he cupped my face. Memories of last night began to play in my mind. I hadn't been with a male since the 19th century, the last time Eric and I were intimate. Not only did I have sex with one, but two. Images of being double penetrated flooded my mind and I backed away from him, falling to the floor. My robe came undone and I ended up flashed everyone in the room. The guys filled the room with cat calls and whistles. Vayl and Sinclair helped me up, but I snatched out of their grip.

"You are the biggest asshole ever!" I screamed.

"Don't be mad at Sookie. She made sure that you & Jessica got spa treatments just like her and the rest of the women. We are going to New Orleans for some fun. Take Jessica and go meet the women at your designer's shop. They are en route. She has the credit card, so get what you want." He said as he stepped down from the pedestal. He grabbed me by the shoulders and hugged me to his chest. My anger began to fade. He kissed me on the forehead and let me go. "Here" he said as he put a set of keys in my hand.

Without a word, I turned and left to collect Jessica. I can't wait to see my Mistress.

SPOV

We arrived at Pam's favorite boutique, Eternal Night. As we all exited the limo, Eric's Corvette sped into the lot. The tires screeched to a halt, creating a cloud of dust as Pam vamped out without even cutting the engine. She stood in front of me and stared me down.

"I know you are upset and I'm sorry. I didn't mean any harm." I rushed out.

"It has been over two hundred years since I have had sex with a man. You ruined my streak of non-dick!" she screamed.

"I said I'm sorry! If I could change it, I would." I yelled back.

"You are lucky that you were my favorite breather and now my best friend. Otherwise, I would take the punishment for beating you to a bloody pulp." She said. With that, she turned and walked toward the boutique entrance. The ladies followed.

Jessica finally got out of the car, after cutting the engine and locking the doors. She bounced over to me and wrapped her arm around my shoulders.

"I don't know what happened, but I want all the juicy details." Just like a teenager. I giggled and we walked into the boutique.

Shopping was great therapy for all of us. We each left with three to four bags a piece. Of course, Pam had more things that would be delivered to the palace. Eric is going to flip a gasket when he gets this month's credit card bill.

When we returned, it was 9:30pm and I knew we'd be leaving soon. We walked through the front door and all of the men were standing there waiting. They were all dressed in tailored suits, looking like models fresh from Milan, as they stood in a line in the foyer. When I laid eyes on Eric, I almost drooled. I began to glow slightly.

"Do not look at me like that, lover. I have plans for this evening and I do not think anyone would appreciate it if we were delayed." He waggled his eyebrows at me and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Come on girls. Let's get dressed and have some fun." We made our way up to the den to get dressed.

Author's Notes:

The aftermath of magical sex…could have been worse. Let me know what you think.

Here is the translation for this chapter:

"Du är min. Jag älskar dig." = You are mine. I love you.

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