Chapter 42
SPOV
"So you guys are telling me that Tara felt Eric's feelings?" I ask for the third time.
"Are you fucking deaf?" Pam says. Eric growls at her which just causes her to roll her eyes at him.
"Sorry, I'm just so shocked. Have you guys ever seen a vampire's gift manifest so quickly after being turned?" It was a good question. I was just hoping one of them had an answer.
"We discovered that Eric had my ability to fly about four nights after he woke. But that is not his gift." I look at my husband, who decided to look away shyly in that moment.
"What are your gifts?"
"I am surprised that you have not figured them out yet. It is not something that we can tell you outright. It is similar to a maker's command, except it is naturally built within each of us when we turn not to reveal it. Really think about everything you know about each of us. I believe that you will know." Godric words trigger something within me, but I put that to the side to consider later.
"I will think about it, but tonight is about Tara. Plus, we have someone else that needs to be taken care of." I look at Eric and he gives me a knowing look. He gets up from the couch and walks into the kitchen, speaking quietly on his phone.
"That's my favorite breather…always full of surprises." She tries to nudge me in the arm, but instead punches me. If I were still human, it'd be surely broken. I rub the spot.
"They will be here when you are ready, lover. Should we reconvene out back?" he asks. I nod and am followed by the others to the backyard.
Eric and Godric disappear, leaving us women standing in the middle of the yard.
"I can't believe that we won't get to sunbathe together anymore." Tara says to me. I look at her, but she is too busy looking at all the stars to notice.
"It's not like you really needed to tan in the first place." We all laugh. Moments later, the guys reappear from the tree line, dragging an unconscious being behind them. Both Pam and Tara's fangs drop loudly as they smell the blood from our guest.
Eric and Godric position him so he his kneeling in front of me. His hands are bound and his face covered in a cloth bag. Upon my signal, Godric snatches the bag off Quinn's head. He has a various cuts on his face, but other than that, he is still the big, burly were-tiger we are all familiar with. I slap him in the face and it feels good. His eyes flutter open.
"Sookie…is that you?" he asks.
"Yes. It's me, one of Eric's whores." I state flatly. His eyes go wide at my words, before the lies follow. "I don't know what he's told you, but I have nothing against you." He tries to look into my eyes, all pitiful and pleading. It's quite pathetic. While he does this, I sift through his mind. Not only was he promised that his mother would be cured of her mental illness, but that he would be given control over all shifters and weres. Disobedience under his rule would be a death sentence. His delusions of grandeur are reminiscent of Bill's. Thank the Gods I finally got it right with Eric and didn't end up dead at the hands of one of these bastards.
"There's no need to try to convince me with your pathetic lies. I can read your mind, dummy." He begins to struggle against his restraints and tries to shift, but I halt that immediately. "Don't even think about it."
"WHAT ARE YOU?!" he yells at me.
"What is with everyone asking me that this week?" I say to myself.
"John Quinn. You are guilty of crimes against humans and the supernatural race as you plotted, schemed, hurt, and killed to deliver us all into servitude. Before you are sentenced, what have you to say to in your defense?"
"I don't know what you are talking about. I've done nothing to you! Whatever I've done was to protect myself and my mother" his pleas falling on deaf ears.
"You don't even believe the bullshit coming out of your own mouth, so how do you expect me to? I think you should face one of your victims." I give Eric the signal. He sends a text and Karedon appears on my left with Cassandra holding his hand.
"I…I…thought you were dead? Are you alright?" he asks her.
"Dead? You knew I wasn't. I was the messenger, remember" she screams as she spits in his face. He lunges towards her, but doesn't get far.
"I told them that it was unnecessary for me to hurt you. I had to do what I was told."
"Again, with the lies and that is why you are here." I tell him. He growls at me and tries again to break the bounds around his wrists.
"Where is that bastard? I know he is here. I can smell him on you." His says this as if the words leave a nasty taste in his mouth.
"I told you that my face will be the last thing you see. You will see me soon enough, Quinn." He hears Eric's voice, but doesn't turn in time to see that he was standing next to him.
"You will pay for this, motherfucker! No matter what happens, she and everyone you know will die!" he screams into the night. Had he been paying attention, he would have seen the large bowie knife that Karedon passed to Cassandra. She walks up to him and stabs him in his right side. He buckles over in pain, trying hard not to cry out. She moves to his other side, twisting the knife as she penetrates his flesh again. She grabs him by the ear and in one swift motion, cuts it off.
"AAAHHHH! You filthy bitch! I should have killed you" he seethes through clenched teeth. She puts the blade up to his throat, causing a small cut.
"You should have. Just like your mother shouldn't have given birth to you after being raped. If only she knew what you would become." I have to stop her from taking his life.
"Not yet. There are others that need to exact their revenge as well." I tell her. She nods and gives me the knife. I make it disappear and turn my back to him. He finally breaks his restraints, but before he can do anything, Eric and Godric have him by each arm.
"Pam, Tara. Could either of you use a night cap?" They are at my side instantly. Next, they are on him, sucking his blood with fervor. Before they can drain him, I stop them. He is weak and barely able to hold himself up.
"Not bad, but not even close to tasting as good as the fairy did." Tara says to Pam.
"It's an acquired taste. I only indulge when that is all that is available" she tells her progeny. Tara nods in understanding.
"I sentence you to death. Your soul will not find peace for you don't deserve it. Goodbye, Quinn." Eric steps in front of him. The fear that consumes his mind as he looks into my husband's eyes is wonderful and I share it with everyone around me.
"I always keep my word" Eric says before his rips his arms, his remaining ear, and his tongue off. Godric plunges his hand into Quinn's chest, snatching his heart out. Eric finishes by pulling his head straight off his shoulders.
Cassandra drops to her knees as she sheds tears of relief knowing that Quinn has been brought to pay for what he did to her. Karedon picks her up and looks to me to dismiss them. I nod and they disappear.
Pam and Tara are nearby. Pam looks her over; proud that she didn't spill a drop of blood.
"Why don't you guys go home? We'll meet you back at the palace tomorrow night." They both nod and at vampire speed, they are gone.
"I will take my leave as well. I enjoyed myself very much." I giggle as he kisses my cheek. He shoots up into sky, vanishing into the night.
"It is just you and me now, lover. How should we spend the rest of the evening?" he asks as he waggles his eyebrows in the moonlight.
I pop into his arms, "I'm open to suggestions."
EPOV
Although I know she loves her farmhouse, she loves my (now our) hideaway in Sweden more. As I hold her in my arms, I kiss her with everything I have in me before blinking us there. It was just enough of a distraction to surprise her, something that is very difficult to do when married to a telepath.
I release her lips and it takes a moment before she opens her eyes. As she looks around her, I feel the excitement and happiness build up to momentous proportions.
"Eric! Oh…my…stars!" she screams as she runs all over the place, just make sure it is real. She ends her exploration at our thrones. She slowly removes her clothes before climbing into mine.
My fangs drop as soon as her arousal hits me. I want her; need her like the blood in my veins.
"Come here, Eric." I walk to her slowly, removing my clothes as well. By the time I reach her, all that I have on are my pants. I kneel in front of her, propping both of her legs up on the arms of my throne.
"You still have…" she began, but as soon as my tongue hits her clit, she is silent. I suck on the bundle of nerves, causing her to let out a loud moan. I use two of my fingers to spread her lower lips open. She is dripping wet and it tastes wonderful. Her fingers tangle themselves in my hair, pushing and pulling my head where she wants it. I push my tongue deep into her entrance.
"Jag vill du så dålig, men du tunga känner så god. Stoppa inte. Vänligen gör inte stopp. Jag är så nära..." she pants. I am so tempted to fuck her, but I want to taste that heavenly nectar that only she can produce. Her moans grow louder as her grip becomes tighter.
"Bit mig, Eric! Bit mig, nu!" I know she is so close and for the first time, I am torn. I do not know which I want more, her blood or her cum. Fuck it. I chose both, sinking my fangs into her inner lips. She explodes. Her screams fill the room.
After licking her clean of everything, I sit back on my heels and look at the most beautiful woman in existence. Her light is slowly fading as she struggles to control her breathing.
"I hope I was not too rough. I just could not…" I try to say, but she is on me. As I fall back to the floor, she pops us to our sanctuary.
SPOV
We land on the bed; Eric on his back, trying to hold me. I am so worked up after that orgasm that my all-consuming thought is having him in every conceivable way. I grab him by the throat and force him to look into my eyes.
"Du är den mest häpnadsväckande mannen och man. Jag vill du i varje-vägs och jag ska. Men första, måste jag återvända tjänsten." I lick his fangs, causing him to shudder beneath me.
"Lover, I…" he starts, but I cut him off.
"Shh. Let me please you" I commands and he has no choice but to comply. I kiss all over his face, moving down to his neck. When I reach that my favorite spot, the curve between his neck and shoulder, I bit him. His blood hits my tongue and I almost cum again. He lets out a sound that is a mix between a growl and a moan.
I take a couple of pulls and release him. I slide down his body, now straddling him, but my kisses continue. I kneed his upper arms and chest, reveling in the power that is held within the body of this man; my man. I run my tongue over each of his nipples. When I hear him moan at the attention I am giving him, I bite him again. His growl is much louder this time and his body is now slightly glowing.
"Du kör mig vansinnig, älskare!" he almost yells at me.
"That is my goal" I think to him. I continue my path of kisses as I flood his mind with all the ways I want him to have me tonight. He squirms, trying desperately to get out of his pants. I burn them off of him, causing GP to spring up and press into my stomach.
I reach his navel and lick it. Just feeling his washboard stomach under my hands makes me even more determined to spend the rest of my life pleasuring him. I move to his side so that I can take his rock hard cock in one hand and continue rubbing along his eight-pack. As I stroke him, I realize that he hasn't taken his eyes off of me.
"You are so beautiful" he tells me as he reaches to stroke my hair. I give the biggest smile, right before I take him into my mouth. He takes in a huge gulp of air, but doesn't release it.
It doesn't take long to get what I want. Between my kisses and bites, he was close to the edge by the time I got to this point. As I bob up and down on his cock, his fingers fondle my lady bits. With one more rotation of my hand and me sucking his head for dear life, he explodes in my mouth. Before I release him, I swallow his load. As I licking my lips, Eric snatches me up.
He sinks his fangs into my breast. As he drinks, he positions himself in between my legs. I have just enough time to say his name before he enters my ass. My back arches and I become unhinges. Our combined lust consumes the bond and nothing exists but us.
His thrusts are slow yet determined to explore every inch he can reach. He releases my breast and a drop of blood dribbling down his chin. I watch as he licks to catch it. I want him to go faster, harder yet I want to be in control. While he is distracted by my blood and how tight I am, I surprise him by popping out of his grasp.
"SOOKIE!?" he yells as reappear just inches away from him. I'm on all fours and wiggling my ass in the air.
"Come get it if you really want it" I tell him. He retakes his position within my back door almost before I can finish the sentence. His grip on my hips is firm and he is trying his hardest not to lose control inside me.
"Let me do this" I tell him as I push his hands away. I begin to rock back and forth; push my ass down on his dick and rising all the way to the tip. His moans have turned into incoherent mumbles as he lets me have my way.
I move faster, which I can feel surprises him. He grabs ahold on my shoulder with one hand as if to hold on. He is so close to his end that I'm not sure he knows it. I guess he figures it out because he pulls me back to his chest and begins pounding into me. He grabs me by the throat; his lips are just centimeters from my ear as he speaks to me.
"I love you so much. I…I…cannot say it enough. I will spend the eternity showing you how grateful…I am that…you chose me." His accent is thicker than it's ever been. His words crack by their end and it causes me to cum again. The force of my orgasm makes my muscles back their clench him and he squeezes my neck as he reaches his end along with me.
The roar that escapes my husband almost sounds like a battle cry. We are both glowing. We collapse in a heap on our sides. He finally releases the air he took in earlier as I struggle to control my breathing. We just lay here on this big bed, he is still deep inside me and I love it. The hand that was holding my throat slowly retreats down my body, his arms wrapping around my waist.
I hope he doesn't think I'm done because I'm far from it. I pop out of his arms and he growls at me. I laugh as I push him onto his back and sink down on his manhood again. His eyes roll up into his head as my pussy stretches to accommodate his hugeness.
"Look at me, Eric" I tell him as he refocuses on me once again. I ride him slow, enjoying the feeling of having him this way.
"Lover? What has gotten into you?" he asks
"You. In more ways than one. And I want more of you" I respond as I roll my hips. His mouth hangs open as he watches himself disappear inside me over and over again. He sits up; wrapping his arms about me again, and holds me to his chest. His open mouth kisses are filled with passion and desperation. When he reaches my neck, I hold his head there.
"Bite me, Eric" but he shakes his head no.
"I have already taken too much" he says as his tongue draws patterns on my skin.
"I will tell you when you've taken too much. Now, do as you are told" I order. I pull his wrist to my mouth and bite. He yells out something that I can't even decipher before latching onto my neck. Our exchange triggers something in me as a bright white light explodes from my body. Its force pushes him back down to the mattress. The light is so blinding that I have to close my eyes. Then, the world falls away.
I'm standing in the front yard by the cherry blossom tree. I look around me and everything is lite up by the bright sun. Two small boys run towards me and I bend down to catch them.
"Mommy! We're coming soon" one of them says as I squeeze him with one arm.
"Yep, momma! We will be with you and daddy soon" says the other as I do the same with my other arm.
"I know, but I hope not yet. It would be too soon" I tell them.
"Not now, silly. We're just getting bigger" says the first.
"We can't wait to see you and daddy!" says the other.
"We can't wait either. Now, I and daddy need private time. So I need you both to go to sleep" I tell them. They each give me a kiss on the lips and break my hold on them. They run off, not before turning to wave at me.
The sun's brightness begins to fade and I return to the present.
EPOV
I do not know what just happened, but we both climaxed as soon as the light started. I cannot do anything but lay there, buried inside her. I want to shake her, but I have learned to just wait it out.
The light finally fades and she opens her eyes. She looks around the room.
"Lover? Are you alright?" I ask her. The smile that spreads on her face is by far my favorite expression.
"Oh, yes" she says. I feel her happiness through the bond. When our eyes meet, we both move to look at her stomach. It has grown exponentially with the past few minutes. "Whoa" she breathes out.
"Where were you just now?" I ask her.
"Out front with the boys. They say they will be here soon and can't wait to see us. They are so smart!" she exclaims. I roll so I can lay her down on her back. Easing out of her, she moans in disapproval. I laugh and kiss her nose. She tries to pull me back down, but I escape.
"I feel we are about to have company. I will run you a bath and get us some food. Would you like anything in particular?"
"You" she says. She crawls to the end of the bed. Her breasts and belly are now bigger than I have ever seen them and I grow hard again. I have to get out of her, but I lose my conviction. Again, I escape her clutches.
"Anything else?" I ask.
"I guess I will take a salad…and some blood." She says the last shyly. I raise her chin up to look into her eyes.
"Do not ever feel ashamed of wanting blood. My sons need it and therefore, you need it." I kiss her softly and release her quickly. I blink upstairs to get our provisions.
I just round the corner into throne area to see our seats are taken. Odin and Freya are wearing wide grins as I stop in front of them.
"We were betting which one of you would surface first. Surprising, Freya won stating that you would have to break free of her child. I, on the other hand, thought Sookie would be begging for mercy. I see it is the other way around." He stands and moves in front of Freya. He drops to his knees and kisses her feet. She giggles, which weirdly sounds just like Sookie, and squirms in my wife's throne.
"Okay, you have paid your debt. Sit down" she tells him. Turning her attention to me, "You are turning out to be everything I hoped for and more. I'm very proud of her choice in you Viking. My grandsons will be amazing as they already are."
"I take it you both know what just happened." They both nod.
"The babies are in their final stage of growth and now we must prepare for their arrival. With Yule just days away, there is much to be done. We are here to speak to you both about Niall." I growl at the mentioning of his name. Odin smiles, but Freya's expression remains serious.
"I second that. I am very displeased in the Fae Prince and would love nothing more than to remove him from his reign, but it is not time yet. Remember, Sookie will give birth in Faery and we must give him the chance to prove his loyalty. She will be a fair and just Queen. It is not up to us or you to judge him. Only she can." I nod my understanding, although I do not like it.
"Do you know if he can be trusted? Why did he do this?" I ask.
It is Odin who responds. "Niall was lead to believe that Sookie would attempt to take the throne. However, it was really Breandan that would do so. Hela knew this, but neither Niall nor Breandan were in the know. She later told Breandan that Sookie would be heir and it fueled his desire to not only kill Sookie and all half-breeds, but to remove Niall. It was AP who opened Niall's eyes to the truth and that is why he has changed his tone."
"So, Niall can be trusted?" I ask again. I need a definitely answer before I will let him near her.
"Again Viking, that decision belongs only to my child." Freya says.
"What about Hela?" I ask.
"Mmm…that is the question that we are still struggling to answer, my son. We would like to give Sookie the chance to weigh in on this." I nod again. She will, after all, take over.
"Eric. What is taking you so long?" Sookie asks in my mind. I cannot believe that I forgotten about my lover. Both of the Gods laugh and whisper to each other as the observe me.
"I'm coming, lover" I respond.
"No. Let her come up for air" Freya says. As if on cue, Sookie walks around the corner. Obviously unaware that our company had already arrived, she is totally naked. She wears barefoot and pregnant very well and I have to reign in my lust. As soon as she sees them, she shrieks and conjures her robe.
"You could have warned me" she says to me. "And you two could have called first" she says to them. Only my wife will be saucy to two Gods.
"I told him not to. Now come here so we can get a good look at you" Freya tells her.
Author's Notes:
Major lemons in this chapter. Next, Niall will be confronted and the nest will gather for Yule. How do you think everyone will respond to Sookie's new appearance?
Let me know your thoughts. Thank you to my faithful readers. Your feedback keeps me going.
Here are the translations for this chapter:
Jag vill du så dålig, men du tunga känner så god. Stoppa inte. Vänligen gör inte stopp. Jag är så nära... = I want you so bad, but you tongue feels so good. Don't stop. Please don't stop. I'm so close...
Bit mig, Eric! Bit mig, nu! = Bite me, Eric! Bite me, now!
Du är den mest häpnadsväckande mannen och man. Jag vill du i varje-vägs och jag ska. Men första, måste jag återvända tjänsten. = You are the most amazing man and husband. I want you in every way and I will. But first, I must return the favor.
Du kör mig vansinnig, älskare! = You are driving me mad, lover!
*The characters in this chapter belong to Charlene Harris & Alan Ball.
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