Chapter 38

EPOV

We materialize just at the edge of the tree line separating the cemetery and the front yard. As I began to release her from my arms, her grip tightens. I turn her to face me and discover that sparkling tears were running down her cheeks. I wrap her in my arms once more, lifting her off her feet, holding her snug to my chest. I brought our foreheads to meet and let her mourn for her friend.

Sookie has suffered more than anyone I have known and at times, was not given such an opportunity as this. Yet, her resilience to not surrender to despair for long is a trait that I envy. Unlike me, she had to learn how to emotionally survive in a very short amount of time. What took me centuries to understand, she mastered as a child with the deaths of her human parents. My wife is strong and I will do what I can to let her be vulnerable in a safe place, which will forever be with me.

"Thank you. I couldn't do this without you" she whispers. Before I can respond, she kisses me with so much feeling that my toes curl. I would have been breathless, if I were a human.

She wiggles in my embrace and I set her down on the ground. She pulls away and takes my hand to lead us to Tara and Pam. As we walk, she stares up to the sky, not needing to look where she is going. Five minutes later, we arrive at the resting place of Adele Stackhouse. To the left of Adele, a freshly dug grave sits with my progeny and her future child in the bottom of it. The hole was 8 feet deep, instead of the usual 6 feet. It is surrounded by a circle of floating globes of light. We walk to the edge before popping/blinking down to join them.

Sookie leaves my side to kneel in the dirt as she cradles her friend. She closes her eyes. To give her privacy, I turn to my progeny, my one and only 'turned' child.

"Are you ready, my child?"

"Yes, Master." I search her eyes, her mind, and our bond to be sure as I ask again.

"Pamela, are you ready to give immortality to another? To forever tie yourself to another; mind, body and soul?" She meets my gaze as she answers.

"Yes, Eric" she replies with a seriousness I so rarely see in her. I pull her into my arms and kiss her on the forehead.

"In this moment, I am the proudest maker on Earth. I love you and we will be here when you both rise." I feel her nod against my chest, so I pull away. A blood tear falls from her eye, but I catch it. I feel her shame at showing such emotion, but I send her my pride. She straightens and steps away.

Happening at that same moment…

SPOV

"Tara. It's me, Sookie. Can you hear me?" I ask inside her mind. It takes a couple of seconds before she responds.

"Sookie? I can barely hear you. I'm so tired. I feel like I'm floating away." I gather my strength, determined to see this through.

"I know, Tara. The time has come. Do you still want to do this?" I ask tentatively.

"Yes. I'm scared, but I don't want to die yet. It shouldn't be like this, but shit happens. Now, those fuckers will pay for not giving a fuck about an innocent person." I could feel the conviction, as well as the fatigue, in her words.

"I love you, Tara. I will be here when you wake up. I will not leave your side."

"I love you too. See you soon" she tells me. I lean down and kiss her lips. Her will to hold on is fading, so I release her mind.

Back to the present…

EPOV

Sookie gives me a knowing look. It is time. I turn to Pam and lock her in my gaze once more. There is no need to issue a maker's command because I know she is ready.

"You know what to do." She nods and walks over to Tara. As my wife and child cross paths, they give each other a quick hug.

I hold Sookie in my arms as we watch Pam push Tara's hair away from her neck. She is gentle and cradles Tara's body. Pam does not hesitate, sinking her fangs into the supple skin covering her Coratid artery. It does not take long since Tara did not have much blood left at this point. Moments later, Pam rips open her wrist and massages her blood down Tara's throat. Pam repeats this twice more before she pulls her arm away, laying down on the dirt as she pulls Tara close.

I levitate us out of the grave. We part and move to either side of the hole. Using our hands, we push the dirt back in to cover both women. Once it is filled, we walk hand in hand back to the farmhouse.

SPOV

I am speechless as we walk into my childhood home. The smell of roasted meat and a fresh apple pie assault my nose and it is wonderful. Memories of Gran fill me and I almost feel as if she is in the kitchen at this very moment. The warmth of the fire feels exquisite. I actually run and drop to my knees in from of the flames. I didn't care about how dirty we are. I need the only thing that will make the world disappear, my Eric.

I turn and reach out for him. He joins me and I am once again in his arms, which is by far the best place in the Universe. As the side of my face comes in contact with his broad chest, powerful feelings hit me. It's like all the pleasure in the world is within my grasp, begging me to let go and embrace it. I'm reveling in the power these feelings are emitting, but I'm hesitant to take the next step. Tara, this war, Breandan & Niall, and the babies are all pulling at my attention. I almost turn back to my worries, but I see something in my mind that surprises me. A small light appears and I grab to investigate. It is a moment, our first moment. I had just been looking at the bar when I turn to look into the most beautiful blue eyes I'd ever see. Then, I take in the whole package. His angelic face, long blonde hair, all of it part of the body of a living Adonis. Although I couldn't truly see them then, I could feel the waves of power radiating from him. And his intense gaze was on me. Of course the thoughts of all the fangbangers were still going strong in the background of my mind, but they didn't matter. I never realized how many emotions ran through me in that single moment. When I met Bill, I was most enthralled by the fact that he was the first vampire I'd ever encountered and mentally silent. But with Eric…the one who would eventually become my soul mate, it was earth-shattering. Fear, lust, curiosity, insecurity, strength, and dare I say the urge to live dangerously (more so than I already was dealing with Bill); all of these emotions flooded my mind.

This moment pulls itself out of my grasp and I reach for it. It slowly retreats, moving closer to the pleasure that is also vying for me. I move towards it and look back at the worries as it becomes harder for them to hold me. I yank away from them and use all the power I have to grab that moment. Just as it is within my grasp again, I fall into the ecstasy.

EPOV

"Close your eyes, my husband." Her angelic voice lulls me to give her all control over me. Although I was not staring into my Goddess' face, I always see her in the darkness. Her long blonde hair, her curvy body that fits me like a glove, those lips…words cannot describe how her smile and voice make me feel.

Currently, she is unbuttoning my shirt and slowly slides it off my shoulders. As her hands glide across my chest and stomach, I sudden feel a new sensation. A pleasure not my own washes over my mind as she rubs me down. Feeling her enjoyment of my flesh is extraordinary. A moan escapes me as I feel her lust grow. Her small hands move down to the button of my jeans.

"Lover?"

"Shh, my King" she whispers directly into my ear, her warm breath tickling me. She continues on her task, freeing me of the confines of the offending garment. I reach to touch her, lightly grazing her elbow. I rub up her arm to discover she is still fully clothed. I reach into her mind just as I am hit by another wave of combined pleasure.

"Sookie, you…SHIT…have on too…many…clothes" I whine.

"Is this better?" I peek with one eye before snapping both open to look upon the most beautiful woman ever created. She is now fully nude; kneeling as I am in front of the fire. I feel my power rise within me. Obviously, my eyes are now glowing from the way she is smiling at me.

"Much better" I reply as my fangs loudly drop. I move forward but she stops me with a hand to the chest.

"Let me love you" she tells me and I can only nod my head. I stare at her in all of her magnificence. Unable to control myself, I snatch her to me to claim her lips in a passionate kiss. She lets me taste her for just a moment before breaking my hold on her. She pushes me back to sit on my heels.

When she wraps her hands around my length again, I realize I am also naked. There is no way I can keep my eyes closed at this point. I tap into all of the strength I have to restrain myself as her grip tightens. She leans down and licks the few drops of pre-cum off my tip, sending a chill up my spine. The heat of her mouth soon follows and I have to catch myself from falling backwards. Her hands make up for what she cannot easily put into her mouth. Expletives in every language I know (and I know hundreds) fall from my lips in rapid succession as she brings me closer to completion.

I am beginning to succumb to our mutual pleasure; the feelings of her sucking my cock mixed with her pleasure of having me at her mercy. I cum just as she pulls me out of her mouth, my semen pooling at my tip and the top of her clasped hands that are still holding me. She stares at me as I regroup from my orgasm.

Once I focus on her again, she proceeds to lick me clean. Her velvety tongue laps up all I produced. I growl at her as my dick hardens in her hands. She wastes no time in straddling me, sinking down onto my shaft until I disappear within her depths. We both moan at the contact. Instinctively, one hand moves to her hip while the other grabs one of her luscious breasts.

I latch onto her nipple, my fangs penetrating the skin surrounding her areola. As her blood fills my mouth and runs down my throat, she continues to roll her hips. Slowly with an extremely tight hold on me, her pussy massages dick as it enters and exits up to the tip. She is so wet that her juices drip down my shaft and pass my balls.

"You feel so good. This is the best feeling in the world. Ahhh…yes…oh the Gods…YES!" she screams as she throws her head back.

"Sookie…" I pant after relinquishing her breast from my mouth, but not my hand. Blood drips down my chin and I do not care in this moment because I am losing control and about to explode in the next few seconds. Her walls begin to tighten around me and I just want to let go.

"No, Eric. Don't cum until I tell you" she commands in my mind and my body obeys without question. My release retreats back into me and the pleasure that has been trying to envelope me returns.

Her pace quickens and becomes more forceful. I now have to hold onto both of her hips. She uses my shoulders as an anchor as she rises and falls. Her love and lust for me is still growing and I am amazed. She screams into the ceiling as she reaches her peak, her walls fluttering around me. I cannot help but hiss and bare my fangs at her, my mind reverting back to my instinctual noises.

She slows down in her ministrations as she rides out the waves of her first orgasm. She looks into my eyes. No words can express what I see there. It is only for me and I will forever keep this moment within me.

SPOV

As I ride my husband like it will be the last time we make love, I see our future in his eyes. Although they are glowing in that ethereal blue that is unique to him, I only see those Nordic baby blues that made my heart stop so many years ago. Eternity with him at my side is all I see and it makes me feel like the luckiest girl in the world. After everything that's happened, I no longer fear a world without him. It will never come to be. I will not age or get sick. I will live on as long as he does and I get the honor of spending all of it with him.

His hands rub up my back and over my ass as my movements continue. He kneads my flesh with his strong hands with just the right amount of pressure to make my body sing.

I am enjoying myself too much as I realize that he is probably tired of sitting on his heels as he has been.

"Stretch out your legs" I tell him. He does so with vampiric speed, not willing to release me in any way, shape or form. I cross my legs at the ankle around his waist which allows him to go deep. The pressure his dick is putting on my cervix is a delicious mix of pleasure and pain.

"You are so amazing, lover. I want to stay like this forever." His voice is low and strained from the pleasure that is overflowing in his mind.

"Me too" I pant as I roll my hips in a different direction, causing him to moan into the crook of my neck. He wants to bite me again, but fears he has already taken too much. I tilt my head to the side in invitation. He shakes his head, in an attempt to clear it, and goes for my other breast. He doesn't bite, but licks and sucks my nipple. The flicks of his tongue make my body shiver and it feels so good.

The need to taste his blood is sudden upon me and I go with the feeling. I grab him by the throat and pull his head up. The look of surprise at the strength I am using to control him is empowering. I tilt his head up, my thumb pressed firmly at the base of his jaw, and his gaze never breaks from mine.

I let him watch as I let my fangs appear. He leans forward quickly to lick them and I shudder. I tighten my hold on his throat, which earns me a twitch from the best dick in the universe, and push his head upward and slightly to the right.

My fangs pierce his flesh and the blood is so sweet. I realize now that every time I eat an Ambrosia fruit, it tastes just like this, like him. I have my second climax. His arms wrap around my waist as if to hold me because I am being pulled away. He growls at me as he is forced to close his eyes due to the intensity. When I pull back, blood drips from both corners of my mouth.

"Please…" he begs. His thrusts from below have now become frantic. Muscles all over his body are bulging and it makes him look even more edible. I run my fingers through his hair and massage his scalp. "Please, lover?!" he insists. What is he asking me? Whatever it is, he can have it. He looks like he's about to cry.

"What my King? What do you want?" I breathe out. I thank the Gods once more for the superhuman stamina I now have. There would be no way I could go this long with him, doing this.

"Let me cum! I NEED…TO…CUM!" he screams. Fuck. I forgot about that. I didn't really think that I would be making him hold back like this, literally.

"Cum for me, my King" I whisper. And that is all I wrote.

EPOV

As soon as the words leave her lips, I flip us so she is on her back. I attempt to fuck her through the floor, but it does not take long before I am at the edge of sanity. It feels like I am kicked of the edge rather than falling over it as I spill all of my seed into her. She follows me and it seems like we are now trading orgasms; mine causing hers and her causing mine in an endless wave unadulterated pleasure.

I am spent. I collapse on top of her and struggle to control my breathing. Before anything else, I am a vampire. I do not need to breathe, but right now, I beg for the ability to do so at an even, unlabored pace. My lover is in the same condition as me. Her skin glistens with sweat that we both know she has not produced in such as matter since she was human.

"I love you Mrs. Northman" I tell her as I rub my nose against hers. That smile, even with her eyes closed, gets me every time. I want her again, but I am afraid that I will not be able to finish what I would be starting. I slowly pull out of her, which makes us both groan with displeasure. I cannot help the smile it brings to my face at hearing her. She has changed so much, yet still remains the woman that captured my undead heart.

"I love you too, Mr. Northman. Do you want to stay here or go to bed?" she asks me. I think on it for a moment before answering.

"Let us stay here by the fire. Plus, we are close to the kitchen and it is time for you to eat…food that is." She burst into a fit of giggles at my statement and it makes me happy. She tries to rise, but I motion for her to stay. I go into the kitchen and grab the plate that her handmaidens prepared for her. After microwaving it for a couple more minutes, I return to my wife with her dinner.

"Are you hungry?" she asks me.

"Always for you" I say.

"I know that, silly. But I'm talking about for food." I give her my raised brow, the 'are you serious' look, at that.

"I got these when we were in London. So sometimes, we can have a meal together. Like normal people." Suddenly a bowl of what looks to be red rice appears in her hands.

"What is this, lover?" I ask her, intrigued.

"It's blood rice pilaf. It's just one of the things I thought you might want to try. There's a full menu available for you to look at later." My wife is the most thoughtful, caring woman I have ever known. And she is mine.

"Thank you, min Gudinna" I take the bowl from her hands and we both dig in. It does not take us long to devour our meals, which sounds weird to say since I have not eaten food in almost 1,200 years. I try to take our dishes back to the kitchen, but she makes them disappear before I can rise from the floor.

"No dishes for us tonight. We have some unfinished business." Her lust returns with a vengeance, rolling off her in waves.

"I hope you are referring to my dessert" I quip. She nods slowly as she lies out on her back. I crawl in between her legs, her arousal smacking me in the face and my mouth begins to water. I spread her open and dive in to taste the second best thing on earth, after her blood of course. I lick, suck, and nibble her pussy with vigor. Her moans of pleasure urge me on as I bring her completion again, my name falling from her lips as her juices flow. Just as the aftershocks set in and I am lazily licking her clean, she sits up abruptly.

"Eric, there are intruders on the property!" My head snaps up and I stare at her in shock.

"What?" I ask her.

"There are six vampires and two fairies just outside the wards. The fairies…it's them!" she scrambles from underneath me and I have to grab her before she runs off. I pull her back down into my lap.

"Stay calm. Who is 'them', Sookie?" My anger is growing and I feel the stirrings of bloodlust as my mind goes into survival mode.

"Neave and Lochlen. They are here." And we both stare at each other in disbelief.

Author's Notes:

Did you see that coming? How was the turning? Remember this is Night One, so I am working on Tara's awakening. Those surprises I mentioned, does anyone want to guess? I send you a PM to let you know if you right or wrong.

Thanks to everyone who reads this. I am also working on my first blog through Wordpress, so stay tuned if you like my weird sense of humor.

At this point, I think you all know what 'Gudinna' means, so I will not have any translations for this chapter.

*The characters in this chapter belong to Charlene Harris & Alan Ball.

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