Chapter 28

EPOV

The water is cool and refreshing on my skin as the sun shines brightly. The sun…the burning globe of energy that I thought I would never feel again. If I were alone and retain this ability, I would relax and enjoy the warmth. However, I only have eyes for ravishing my Sookie.

I swim to the deepest end of the pool, beneath the grotto. During my alterations of the palace, I had the contractors make a secret entrance that leads to a secluded area where we could either enjoy the pool or stretch out on a padded surface. To get there, I had to dive to the bottom, swim through a tunnel, and come up on the other side. Normally, Sookie would have been awestruck by this discovery, but she does not take her eyes off me. As I place her back up against the wall, she pops us the padded surface with me on my back and her straddling my waist.

"I can't get enough of you. I want you so badly…" she trails off as she caresses my face, grinding her hot, moist core on my pelvis. I cannot wait any longer; I position her over my dick and enter her swiftly. She gasps and moans as I stretch her, trying to get as deep as possible.

"You never have to get enough. I am yours. You can have me anyway you desire. I am yours to command" I tell her. She is grinding harder on my shaft and it causes me to hiss at her.

"Then, I command you to lay here and let me fuck you." Her words make me twitch inside her. She rolls her hips slowly at first while I knead her breast. I sit up and pull them together, laving both of her hardened nipples with my tongue. She lets out a lusty moan, a sound that has been my undoing more than once. She wraps her legs around my waist and quickens her pace. She is so wet and tight, I am amazed that she has not already come. She wraps her arms around my neck and shoulders, pulling me more closely. As she rises and falls on my cock repeatedly, I am astonished by the force and cannot believe that I am already close to my own orgasm.

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I fight the urge to take her blood. She is bouncing on me ferociously, bringing me completely out of her depths only to shock me as I reenter. "Välsigna Gudarna! Jag har funnit Vahalla. ..love är inne du. ..I inte vill lämna." I am almost yelling as the pleasure she is giving me begins to take me over.

"Bit mig, Eric. Ta vad är din." she pants as her own climax is just moments away. I latch onto her breast and come as soon as her blood hits my tongue. I am now fully engulfed in my blue flame. She screams my name as my fangs pierce her flesh. She brings one of my wrists to her mouth and bites into it without hesitation. I come again, levitating of the ground. Her white flame mixed with my blue one is the most wondrous sight.

Feeling like I need to return the favor, I pull her into the water and push her up against the nearest wall. Entering her again, she holds tight to my shoulders. As I slam into her repeatedly, splashing water everywhere, she begins speaking in tongues. It was not my native Norse or any other language I know (and I know many), just incoherencies as she becomes consumed in ecstasy that only I can bring her. I increase my pace and watch as her eyes roll back into her head.

"Lover, watch me." I grab her chin and take her lips, tasting sunshine. She is breathless and about to fall over the edge at any moment. Her nails are digging into my shoulders, the pain and scent of my own blood causes me to taste her again. I latch onto my favorite spot, right below her ear. She screams as she comes, her walls squeezing me so tightly that I come with her.

"More" she demands as she tries to catch her breath. I cannot believe that she is still willing to continue after the two amazing orgasms she has had already. But how can I deny such an order. I rise out of the water, carrying her, and placed her on all fours. I put a hand on the middle of her back and push her as flat as possible.

"Stay" I command her and she nods. Due to the water and her juices, I am already lubricated and position myself at her back entrance.

"Do you want me to fuck this beautiful little ass of yours?" she nods her head vigorously. She should have known that was not a good enough response.

I slap her ass cheek so hard that had I not been holding onto her, she would have ended up embedded in the wall. "YES!" she yells as I rub the point of contact. I return to the task at hand by putting the tip of my dick against her entrance. She moans and I now feel her anticipation in the bond, along with the love and lust that remains present.

Having denied her long enough, I slowly enter her. She groans with every inch that I push further inside. I pump into her with small strokes until she has adjusted. Just the fact that I can have her like this is mind-blowing. My wife is full of surprises and proves it once again by bouncing back onto my dick. I watch as it disappears into her only to reappear a moment later. I stop my movements so that she can have me however she wants. Rubbing up and down her back, she becomes unhinged.

"OH…LOVE IT…LOVE YOU…FUCK!" she screams as her pace picks up and now I am using my many years of sexual experience to hold back from coming so soon.

I grab her hips forcibly and take over. "This…is mine. Forever" I whisper in her ear as she sits up, her back up against my chest.

"YES! FOREVER!" she replies. I reach around her waist and rub her clit, the contact making her squeeze me even more.

"FUCK!" I roar as I begin to come. She does the same, the little cavern filling with our lights and screams of passion.

I do not know how long we laid there after that. I only gain awareness again when I feel Pam calling me through our bond. My lover is passed out, completely sated and content. I stand and pick her up bridal style. As I look at her face, I realize that I have never loved anyone as much as I love the creature in my arms. I blink us back to our bedchamber and lay her down on the bed while I start the shower. I go to the closest and pull out our outfits for the evening. I chose a heather grey suit with a black dress shirt and shoes. For her, I pick out a silk red dress with one shoulder and a pair of black Louboutins. I grab some black underwear for both of us.

As I return to the bed to collect her, I am shocked by the sight in front of me. My beautiful wife is floating above the bed, glowing brightly as white and purple light surrounds her body. I do not feel that anything painful is happening to her, so I just watch her. I wonder what is happening in her mind.

SPOV

I feel weightless. It's like all of my cells are reorganizing themselves. From my hair to my toes, the energy that passes through me is incredible.

I feel her. Freya. I can't see her, but I know that she is near. I hear her in my mind, calming me with her words.

"You are my child…I love you…Never doubt your power…All can be achieved if you believe in yourself…No one will hurt you again…Eric will protect you as you will protect him…The same is true of your children…They are our legacy…I love you…I have never been prouder than I am in this moment…The universe will know you as Sookie, Daughter of the Goddess Freya, Queen of the Fae and Vampires…Trust your instincts…No one can hide their true intent from you any longer…You have gained your spirit, my spirit…It will not fail you…I love you…Help will come to you when you command it…Continue to strengthen all of your skills for it will only make you more magnificent."

Before I can think of anything else, I flop onto the bed. I sit up and look around. Eric is standing to my right, looking at me in awe.

"What happened?" he asks me.

"I…don't know exactly, but I think…I gained my spirit." He is looking at me confused, but I know the rest of our nest is up so we need to get going. "I'm ok" I rush and kiss him, trying to change the mood.

"I can feel in the bond that you do not want to address what just happened right now. We can discuss it later…as long as you are alright." I can feel his concern and wonder through the bond. As I cup his face, his eyes were so blue and hypnotizing.

"Come, lover. Let us get dress and gather with the nest." I nod and let him pull me into his arms.

PPOV

My patience is growing thin. I haven't been up for an hour yet, and I am in charge…with responsibilities. All I want to do is feed, fuck, and go kill these bastards to save us the trouble.

I walk in to the auditorium and take in the scene. Our entire nest, including all of there love ones, sat and talking quietly. Like Sookie, I had a big fucking issue with my maker surrender to the enemy. No matter how long we plan to allow it. The very idea that this could be the last night I spend with Eric feels me with anger I have never felt. Since I was in the middle of predicting how this night would turn out and how to make it worthwhile, Jessica sneaks up to me.

"Is everything ok, Pam? You look like something bad has happened?" I sigh. I would usually answer her question with a bitchy remark, but I can't. I feel like I need to actually share my feelings with someone close.

"Nothing has happened yet. I'm just…worried and pissed that Eric is about to go with those fuckers tomorrow night." I growl at the fact that I have expressed something personal.

Laying a hand on my shoulder, which I stared at, she tries to comfort me. "I now you are worried, but remember two things. First, this is Eric fucking Northman we are talking about. An original Viking. He probably already has several escape plans along with plans to kill anything walking." A smirk spreads crosses my face. "And second, Sookie will not allow anything hurt Eric. She has changed and is more powerful than any vampire I know, including Eric." I can't deny that. She is not the stubborn, too-sassy, goodie two shoes she used to be. After everything that has happened between us, she has become my best friend, even if I still wont admit it.

"You are right" I respond, surprised that I actually feel better having talked to the newborn. Granted, she is almost 50 but she would have to pass a century before she loses that title with me.

Suddenly, the room begins to shake and fill with a bright light. The guards, both vampire and fairy, take positions and train their weapons on its source. In the next moment, everything stills and two beings I have never seen before stand on the stage.

One was an older man. He reminded me of what I imagined Eric's human father to look like before his death. Unlike my mental image, this man had one eye closed in a constant wink. It was the women that got my attention (of course). She was perfection. Long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, generously proportioned in the ass and tits department, and glowing?

Before I could wrap my head around that, a loud pop echoes through the room. Niall and the Ancient One appear. Is he holding her hand? Whoa! Did see that pairing anywhere on the horizon. I save that puzzle for later. What throws my off about this is that AP is not in her normal rags. She is wearing a beautiful, black sequin gown. No shoes, but at least her feet aren't fucked up. His usual stringy hair is curled and makes her look like the fierce vampire that many forget she is.

Godric, who had been watching this from the other side of the room, makes his way to the stage. He kneels in front of AP, and then amazingly does the same for the newcomers. Who the fuck are these people? With a nod from him, the guards return to their positions.

Tired of being left out of loop, I begin to walk towards the stage. Not to be ignored, Jessica is on my heels. Once on stage, I bow to the original maker (at least according to legend she is and nod to the Fae Prince. He still makes me uneasy for some reason. Godric grabs my hand and pulls me to meet the strangers.

"Pamela, I would like to introduce you to…" he began, but he was interrupted with a raised hand from the old man. The woman giggled as the man smirks at me. What the hell is going on!

"Sorry to interrupt you, my boy. I would like do this introduction myself." The gaze of his one eye turns to me. "You are just as my child described you to be. You are quite a beauty." Was this ole' foggy flirting with me?

"What is an 'ole foggy'?" says the woman. Just as I put my hands on my hips and face her, both side entrance open and they have finally arrived. I was relieved and pissed at the same time. Both the man and the woman laugh. Then, silence. Everyone watches as Eric and Sookie make their way to the stage. There were only the two thrones on the stage, so I wondered where everyone was going to sit.

As the step up, Sookie waves her hand and the onstage setup changes. Instead of two seats, there were now six. They were set in three pairs, equal distance apart in the center of the stage. As they moved to their seats, Jessica and I move to stand to the left of the stage. Godric had already taken up position on the right.

With Eric and Sookie in the middle, Niall and AP to the right and the strangers to the left, Eric stands to address the audience.

"On behalf of the Earth Realm and the mighty State of Louisiana, I welcome you all to our home. Although we wish that this gathering was for a joyous occasion, we are happy to have this opportunity. Before going forward, I will introduce myself." Pausing like the showman that he was, he turns to Sookie and offers his hand. Turning back to the audience, he continues. "I am Eric Northman, the Vampire King of Louisiana. And this" Sookie stands and takes his hand "is a woman with many titles. She is the heir to the throne of Faery. She is also a future Goddess and my bonded and pledged wife, Sookie Briggant-Northman." She curtsy perfectly (just like I taught her) and waves before retaking her seat.

"I will introduce those that are seated to our sides, but I need to address why you are here. As we all know, we live in an imperfect world. Evil is committed against the innocent everyday and many of us have perpetrated it ourselves as some point in our lives. But we have grown and continued to learn from our mistakes. As the knowledge of different species is share over the world, the worse of civilization has now reached a new level of seriousness. Everyone in this room is here because they believe that it is only through peace that the world itself will survive. The fates have destined me and my mate with ensuring this peace. If there is anyone that does not agree with this belief, then you have ten seconds to vacate the premises." He pauses for exactly that amount of time.

"The evil that I spoke of has an inkling of what we stand for and mean to stop us. In an effort to do so, they are holding several people that should be seated amongst you. They demand that I turn myself over to them to 'negotiate' the terms of our surrender. If I were to truly surrender, it would not end with me. Their goal is to enslave and control. We only want freedom and peace. There are several reasons why I will never surrender to them and I will give you two. One reason is that I am 1,024 years old and a Viking. Surrender is not part of my nature. Another reason is that I answer to no one but those that made me. I believe that my purpose for existing is to love this woman and destroy any threat such as this."

"That being said let me wrap this up with introductions. To my left, I present to you the ruling Prince of Faery, Niall Briggant. Accompanying him is the all-seeing vampire elder known to our kind as the Ancient Pythoness." They both nod to the crowd. "To my right, I am humbly honored to introduce the God Odin and Goddess Freya." The echo of grasps to that statement cut through the already thick silence like a hot knife through butter. Dammit! Sookie was rubbing off on me.

"Now we will convene in the ballroom for a more informal get-together." With that, everyone rises and follow the guards' direction to the other room. Once the room is clear, Jessica, Godric and I join them on the stage.

Before anyone could speak, I said what was on my mind. "No offense to any of you, but I want to know who the fuck they are. I was in full Diva-mode now. Eric gave me that smug smirk while Sookie shook her head. AP was laughing and Niall had that 'deer in headlights' look on his face. Godric was busy molesting Jessica.

"I have never known of a deaf vampire." I was just about to say something that would earn me punish (which was actually ridiculous since I was a Queen if you think about it) when my maker used is 'deadly serious' voice.

"Pamela. Remember your place. You are speaking to Gods." He glares at me and then it sinks in. Shit.

"It is quite alright, my son. Freya and I did have a little fun at her expense before this started." Odin chuckled and grabbed me by the arms. "If you are ever about the meet the true death, you should consider asking Freya to make you a Valkyrie. You have the temperament, that is certain." He twirls me around like a small child.

"Who said that I will give her a choice? No one has denied me yet." Freya leans in and pinches my cheek. It hurt worse than those shot I had to get when I was cursed.

"If I may, we should probably join the others." Niall says pulling us all out of our thoughts. In the next moment, Godric, Jessica and I were left standing in the humongous room.

"Pam, must you always say what is on your mind?" he asks me.

"It wouldn't have mattered. They both read my mind before you brought me in front of them." I answer. He nod and pulls Jessica to his chest. "Come, my beautiful companions. We must treasure every moment we have with each other."

Then, the three of us vamped to join the others.

Author's Notes:

Sookie has now gained one of five aspects of herself? What do think she will be able to do now? And I would love to hear your thoughts on what will happen in the ballroom.

Here are the translations for this chapter:

"Välsigna Gudarna! Jag har funnit Vahalla. ..love är inne du. ..I inte vill lämna." = Bless the Gods! I have found Vahalla...love being inside you...I don't want to leave.

Bit mig, Eric. Ta vad är din. = Bite me, Eric. Take what is yours.

*The characters in this chapter belong to Charlaine Harris.

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