A few months later…
SPOV
“Again!” Preston calls out, shaking his head at me from across the ring. “And how about this time you at least pretend you’re paying even the slightest bit of attention. I mean, we all know your light is practically super nova strong, but until you develop your powers fully and are able to tap into them without the aid of your vampires, you’ll still need to rely on your combat skills,” he adds in exasperation as I once more struggle to pull my gaze from my half naked vampires just across the way as they proceed with their own sparring match.
“Shit, I’m sorry,” I mutter, glancing over to see slight amusement shining in the general’s eyes. “It’s their fault,” I add sulkingly, earning me a low chuckle from my friend.
“Wedding day jitters?” he questions teasingly, earning the smallest of smirks from me as, once more, Eric and Godric send dual waves of lust through the bond, giving nothing outwardly away in the slightest to hint at their insistent teasing. Those sneaky, sneaky vampires of mine.
“Ah, no,” I answer back, having to take a deep breath in an attempt to center myself, images of pale, nude, muscled skin assaulting my thoughts yet again. Damn, I’m so not gonna be able to concentrate so long as they keep this up.
“You know, I’m still shocked they asked me to stand up with them,” Preston remarks, apparently having given up on our own round of sparring as he sends my vampires a thoughtful look. “They’re really not bad guys, not at all, actually, and they obviously make you happy,” he adds the last with a raised brow and I know I’m grinning like a loon as I nod in agreement.
“Very much so,” I answer back fondly, leaning up against the thick ropes of the boxing ring with my friend, both our attentions enraptured by my soon to be husbands, their translucent flesh nearly glowing from the soft sunlight streaming down from the upper windows.
“Yeah, well, they could have asked me to stand up with you guys too,” I hear Claude complaining loudly, having just returned from another successful visit to Vegas. I turn my head in time to see him stepping closer with his smirking sisters trailing dutifully behind.
“They weren’t sure if you’d be back in time, Claude,” I answer back carefully, seeing my cousin raise an incredulous brow towards me that leaves me sighing in defeat. “And they’re still a bit pissed at you,” I finally admit, seeing Claude huff in exasperation as his sisters begin giggling beside him.
“That’s so unfair,” he continues to whine, earning a collective eye roll from the lot of us. “If they should be pissed at anyone, it should be you, Sook,” he adds defiantly, earning but a dismissive shrug from me.
“Yeah, but I’m sure Sook apologized in ways that would make even the likes of you blush,” Claudette chimes in and I can only smirk at her, unable to argue against her assumptions.
“Oh, I’d apologize to them alright,” Claude sighs out then, a dreamy expression falling over his face. “Over and over again,” he adds before Claudine is smacking him across the back of the head, a disapproving frown formed over her face.
“Claude! Those two are to be your kin!” she hisses out, earning a mischievous smirk from her brother as he ducks down to hide behind Claudette. Claudine only sighs, shaking her head at him before sending me an apologetic look, but I can only shrug, knowing just how enticing my vampires truly are.
“How are things with Quinn, by the way?” I question then, mostly for curiosity’s sake before seeing Claude’s dark eyes visibly alight. “Will he be able to make it to the wedding?”
“I’m picking him up later tonight,” Claude informs me and the look in his eyes is unmistakable. He may joke and kid, but it’s obvious his affections for the notorious Pit fighter run deep. Good for him. His sisters must notice this very same thing though, as the three of them proceed to break into a relentless bout of teasing that leaves Preston and I exchanging knowing grins.
“Dear one?” I hear being called out then to leave me glancing back up to my now smirking vampires. Another wave of unbridled lust emanates from the two of them, managing to leave me trembling with need and I receive a knowing wink from Preston before I’m carefully slipping past the boisterous triplets.
“You’re so gonna have to teach me how you do that,” I inform Eric and Godric, stepping before them with a raised brow.
“We will gladly teach you of many, many things, Lover,” Eric leans down to purr against my ear, bringing the smallest of anticipatory whimpers from me that manages to bring a predatory grin to his face. “But what exactly is it you’re referring to?” I have to take a deep breath, gulping loudly before pressing ahead.
“Sending such…naughty…things through the bond without giving yourselves away in the slightest,” my voice comes out a husky whisper and the two of them fall into masculine chuckling together, somehow managing to lace their laughter with sensual promise, though, perhaps that could just be my own opinion as I just can’t ever seem to get enough of the two of them.
“It is a gift, one you will surely learn with a bit more practice,” Godric assures me, his emerald eyes darkening as he steps closer. I go to take a step back, only to be stopped by a mound of muscle at my back and a shuddering sigh escapes me once I’m surrounded completely, both physically as well as metaphysically, by both my men.
“Oh, God,” I sigh out, my eyes closing in bliss, the three of us hardly needing to even touch one another before finding myself nearly overwhelmed in the very best of ways. I hear the sound of a throat clearing loudly in the distance before it’s being accompanied by smothered giggling and am just about to tell our audience to hit the road, before the loud sound of the gym door slamming leaves me sighing in relief.
“Alone at last,” Eric purrs, his breath cool, alluring against the heated flesh of my throat.
“And our love seems to be in need of a thorough cleansing,” Godric chimes in, his cool tongue tracing teasingly over my collarbone to collect the glistening beads of sweat formed there.
“I think we can do something about that,” Eric remarks lowly, his words laced with dark promise as I feel cool lines of his fingertips tracing over my arms to leave goose bumps in their wake.
EPOV
A squeal of surprise escapes our Sookie as Godric and I lift her abruptly between us, proceeding to vamp her to the nearby locker room, thankfully long since abandoned. I glance up towards the high, sunlit windows, finding myself momentarily distracted by the bright beams streaming over the three of us, once more in awe of my love and the gift she has bestowed upon us.
“You’re thinking too hard, Viking,” Sookie breathes at my ear, before nipping my lobe lightly and just like that, I’m back, sending a hungry gaze over her toned, golden figure, glistening enticingly with pearls of sweat. Fucking Odin, what this woman does to me.
“My thoughts aren’t what’s currently hard, Lover, trust me,” I purr back, gaining me a light smirk as the three of us proceed to peel soiled cloth away, soon to leave us standing wholly bared to one another. I step closer to my fae, my hooded eyes devouring every slender curve, every delicious facet of her delectable form, before my hungry gaze finally settles upon her inviting lips, pink, lush, and oh so very enticing.
Godric at least has the frame of mind to actually start the steaming spray as Sookie’s sweet lips are suddenly molded against my own, kissing me deeply, thoroughly, making literally everything else just melt away until there’s only this, this lust, this shared passion, burning hot enough to consume the three of us whole.
More hands along with a second mouth added to the mix as Godric leads the two of us under the streaming spray, his lips never faltering their zealous assault upon my throat and shoulders. An appreciative hum escapes me upon feeling my Maker’s arousal, equally hard as my own, pressing firmly against me and in turn, I’m pressing myself closer still to my Sookie and the subsequent sound of her yearning whimper is sweet music to my ears.
In a flash, my Sookie’s back is pressed firmly against the wet, tiled wall and her supple thighs automatically wrap themselves firmly around my waist. I waste no time in aligning my hips with her own, needing to claim her, to fill her in every way possible. Scorching heat leaves me hissing low as I begin to delve myself inch by delicious inch into my own, personal Valhalla, moving at a suddenly languorous speed, taking the time to relish every delicious detail of our joining.
“Oh, God,” Sookie sighs into the hollow of my throat once I’ve finally sheathed myself fully to leave golden flesh flush with nearly opalescent pale. Her arms wrap around me tightly, a shudder of pleasure running through her as I feel Godric aligning himself against my entrance.
“Fuck,” I hiss at the pain laced pleasure, my knees becoming shaky as my Maker presses forward, sinking himself deeply inside, filling me completely, both physically and transcendentally, as the bond between the three us vibrantly thrums with lust, with desire, with nearly overwhelming love.
“Gods,” Godric breaths into the nape of my neck, his muscled chest pressed firmly against my back. Familiar arms snake securely across my shoulders to hold me close and the three of us pause then, the sound of soft panting and running water complementing our blissful union as we take a moment to just relish this for what it is; a beautiful union, an unbreakable oath made physical that the three of us will carry into our shared eternity.
Slowly, gently, hips begin to move, our lovemaking tender, endearing and all-consuming as we proceed to lose ourselves fully to one another and my undead heart swells being held so closely, so securely between my two loves and I know this is where I was truly meant to be, where the fates have surely been directing me for over a thousand years; into the arms of my two, dearest loves.
Much too soon, the feel of my impending release descends upon me and my subsequent thrusts, along with Godric’s own, become harder, deeper, until, with shared euphoric cries, the three of us hit our climatic peaks as one. Carefully, I lower my love to her feet upon the wetted tile, pressing a soft kiss upon her forehead and Godric’s own lips grant me the same upon the crook of my throat, before we’re left standing under the streaming waters, just holding one another close for a time.
“Wow,” Sookie soon sighs out, her face nuzzling my chest before glittering sapphire orbs rise to meet my adoring gaze.
“That’s one word for it,” I remark with a smirk, seeing the corner of her own, plush lips lifting in amusement.
“Perfect,” Godric chimes in, ducking under my arm before pulling us both into his embrace. “Absolute perfection.”
“Took the words right out of my mouth,” Sookie quips, earning a round of low laughter before we finally proceed with our shower, proceeding to cleanse one another gently yet thoroughly. “So, are you two ready for the big day tomorrow?” Sookie soon questions, her dainty hands rubbing sudsy lathers over pale flesh as Godric and I are left hitting her with mirroring smiles.
“But of course, dear one,” Godric answers readily to earn an endearing smile from our love before she’s turning her attention to me.
“Like you even have to ask,” I answer back, shaking my head at her to earn tinkling laughter from my amused fae. “I’ve been waiting for this day since the very first night I set eyes upon you in that moonlit clearing, Lover,” I explain, seeing her lift an incredulous brow.
“Oh, please, like you could have possibly known any of this would happen back then,” she answers back with a headshake of her own, even as her eyes twinkle in amusement.
“Oh, but we did, dear one,” Godric offers, his arms wrapping around our Sookie tightly to earn a huff of disbelief from our fae. “Well, we might have been unclear as to the exact details, but rest assured, we both knew, even from that very first night we shared together, that you would one day be ours, in every way that counts,” he assures her to leave me nodding my agreement.
“Wow,” Sookie whispers, apparently feeling the absolute sincerity of our words. “That’s-, well, I don’t know how to respond to that, in all honesty,” she admits and Godric and I can only chuckle lowly once more, pulling our love more securely into our shared embrace.
“Just say that you’ll be ours, Lover, that’s all we could ever ask of you,” I answer back, seeing Sookie’s golden head tilt before she sends me a small smirk.
“Only on one condition,” she answers back, her amusement spiking between us as Godric and I hold our figurative breaths, both anxiously awaiting her next words. “You have to be mine as well,” she adds and I can’t help the subsequent laughter from escaping me as I lift her high into the air, my smile surely jubilant as delighted giggles rise from my fae’s golden throat.
“In every way, Lover, in every way,” I answer, Godric nodding his own, wordless agreement as we proceed to swing our love through the softly sunlit waters, our mirroring ecstasy thrumming between us as I know no truer words have ever been spoken. Our future will surely be an amazing one, one filled with endless happiness and endearing love, of this I have no doubt.
THE END