A/N: Here is the last chapter for now. Don't worry, I have many more to go.

Chapter sixteen:

"That was close. I thought I was going to lose it back there." Eric sighed, resting his head on the steering wheel. "Thank you Sook, Alcide. Sookie, I don't deserve you. "He leans over and grips my hand.

"So was there a real call?" I nod.

"Pam wanting to know where we were. I told her about Mrs. Bellefluer's attempts to throw the girls at you like chum." The boys laugh at my analogy.

We get to the hotel and meet up with Sam and Pam. She drags me off one way and the boys pull Eric in the other direction to change.

"As the Lord is my witness girl, you will look your best tonight."

She rolls my hair and applies my make-up very much like the day of the Valentine's Day dance. She helps me step into my dress and zips me in.

"Sook, he is going to be blown away."

I look in the mirror and smile. She's right; I have never looked this good. "Hurry take a picture, I want to send it to Claudine and Jess, back home." She snaps a shot and I type in the addresses and push send. I text them and say that this is my prom outfit, so no showing it around.

There is a knock at our door. "Pam, it's time to go. The brothers have left and will meet us there." Pam opens the door and we walk out. There Sam stands in his Army reserves dress uniform. 'She is gorgeous. It's a good thing Eric and her are marrying, because she doesn't have a clue how beautiful she is.'

"Holy God Almighty! Sookie, you are breathtaking. It's an honor to be walking you down the aisle tonight. Come on my lovely women. We have a wedding to get to people." Sam ushers us out the door and into a black stretch limo.

"He wasn't going to let you arrive any other way." Sam murmurs in my ear, grinning.

The car stops and the driver opens our door. Sam steps out and then Pam, finally I step from the car, taking in the sight of the famous Little White Wedding Chapel.

Pam, Sam and I are shown to the bridal chamber to wait for our cues. Pam is called first, and then it's our turn.

The doors open to the tune of the Wedding March. Eric is standing at the head of the aisle with Alcide. Pam is waiting on my side. Eric and Alcide's parents are sitting a pew. They all turn to face Sam and I when we round the corner. 'Oh my God, I am marrying a goddess. Sookie, you are so beautiful. I love you.' I clutch Sam's arm, making sure not to stumble. We reach the altar and stop, Sam kisses the top of my head and walks over to stand with Alcide. I join hands with Eric and let out my breath. We opted for a semi-short ceremony, basically our vows and rings.

"I, Eric Andrew Northman take you, Sookie Einin Stackhouse to be my wife. I promise to love you all the days of my life, to cherish you for as long as I live, and to be your strength when you are weak. I give you my heart and my love. I will be your man always." Eric slips the other half of my bridal set onto my finger.

"I, Sookie Einin Stackhouse take you, Eric Andrew Northman to be my husband. I promise to love you all the days of my life, to cherish you for as long as I live, and to be your strength when you are weak. I give you my heart and love. I will be your woman always." I slip the matching band on Eric's ring finger.

The officiant pronounces us, husband and wife and tells us to seal our bond with a kiss. Eric pulls me against him and captures my lips; his arms slide around my waist and hold me tenderly, until he pulls away.

"I love you, Sookie Northman. I'll love you forever." Eric whispers as he hugs me close. 'I am yours forever and you are mine. That is how it should be.'

We turn and walk up the aisle. When we get to the back room behind the altar and Eric, Pam, Alcide and I sign the license with the officiant.

"You are legally married now. I wish all the luck and love in the world." We shake hands with the woman and leave with our "party". The seven of us pile into the waiting limo. Godric tells the driver to take us to The MGM Grand.

"We have reservations at Joel Robuchon. It's not every day my child gets married."

We eat our fill of new French food. Godric slaps down his black AMEX and we say our goodbyes until tomorrow. The five of us hail a cab and head back to the Venetian for a private party in the VIP room of the Country club there. There are a few riders hanging out. Once they see Eric and Alcide, they cheer. One of the guys drops into the seat next to Eric. He is about ten years older than us, but seems to like to hang with the twins.

"Hey, get this; there are these good looking girls that checked in with their parents. The mother is a witch and she is on this trip about getting these girls married to her neighbor's sons. Can you believe it?" Eric tells him, he can. The guy then notices me. 'Holy shit, Eric mentioned meeting his woman at the airport, but he never said that she was a model.' I snigger quietly to myself.

"Terry, this is my wife, Sookie. Sook this is Terry. He's riding before me on Sunday." He introduces us.

The DJ starts the music up. Pam and I decide that we are going to the dance floor for a while.

"I got it; those two are going raise some hell tonight before we get them back to the rooms." Alcide gets up with us to "Watch over us".

"No, I need to spend some time with my wife." Eric gets up and takes my hand, leading me away.

"Oh my God, Sook what is on your back?" Sam jumps up and turns me back toward the lights. There goes my secret. Eric scoots down to look where he pointed. He sucks in a breath. He stands again and leads me to the floor. 'She keeps proving that she is the perfect match for me at every turn. How hot is that? My riding number on her back in a buckle. I want to go upstairs right now.'

"Come here baby. When did you do this?" He tenderly touches my back; his nose travels along my neck to my ear. He lightly grazes it with his teeth.

"My birthday. Do you like it?" I ask.

"Like it? I am so hard right now." He pulls me flush with his body. His jeans are straining to keep him.

"I think it's sexy as hell, the only thing keeping me from dragging you upstairs right now is the fact that our friends want to spend some time with us before we cocoon ourselves in the room." We dance to some Rascal Flatts slow song, I think it is My Wish. I am not paying attention. The whole dance floor could have been empty for all the mind Eric and I were paying to it.

"I am the happiest guy in here tonight. You are mine for the rest of our life. I can't believe I was able meet my mate this early in my life." He captures my lips and holds me close.

I have to come up for air, after a few moments. He moves on to my neck and when he finds the spot behind my ear, I shiver. "You want me don't you, Mrs. Northman?" He breathes into my ear. He has me so worked up, I can only whimper against his chest. "Good, I want you too, Baby."

He steps back to let me get my bearings. His hand finds the small of my back as he leads me to the lounge.

Pam comes running up to us. "Get your card out now. Sam is distracting them but, the Bellefluer's saw you out on the floor. Go have some alone time. We'll see you at the arena on Sunday. Love you guys." She hugs us and shoos us. We almost make it, but Mrs. Bellefluer gets away from Sam and then Alcide. She zeros in on us. 'Oh shit. Just what I need on our wedding night. A meddling bitch, who can't take no for an answer.' He looks down at me when he hears me laugh lightly.

"So Eric, you are cheating on my little girl? You won't get away with it. I don't care how many whores you bring here when you get back to Tennessee, you and Sophie will be back together. Do you hear me?" She tells him, smugly. 'Let's hear what he has to say about that. He is too polite to stand up to an elder and that is where I want him to stay. If I bully him and his family, they will cave just like the rest of that puissant little town. That girl needs to go, she is too beautiful. If she sticks around, Sophie doesn't stand a chance.'

"Okay that's it, I have tried to be nice because we're neighbors and go to the same church, but insulting Sookie is the last straw. I have never been with your slut of a daughter, nor would I want to. I would never cheat on my Sookie.

Sookie and I have been an item since before I moved to Tennessee. I don't care what you want. You cannot force us to marry your daughters. I would not be able to anyway. I am a married man.

When Sook met you, you assumed she was our cousin. Her last name is Northman because she is my wife. Sophie met her over the Holidays when she came out to visit. She knew we were going to get married a month ago. I'm sorry that she deceived you but, Sook is the only one for me. Now excuse us, we are going back to our room and finish our evening. See you on Sunday. Good night."

We walk out to the other bank of elevators. Eric traces my tattoo with his fingers, every so often, while we wait for the doors to open. I glance up at him and smile. "Thank you for back there."

He hugs me to him as the door opens. "That's my job darling, defending my wife. What kind of husband would I be if I didn't?" He drawls, running his lips up my neck.

We walk on to the elevator. We have the car to ourselves. A grin crosses Eric's face. "So how about rewarding me for my valor?" He leans me against the wall. "What do you say, Mrs. Northman?" He brushes his lips along my shoulder and across my throat. I thread my fingers through his hair.

"Well Mr. Northman, come here and we will see about that reward." I wrap my hand in his tie and stretch onto my toes to his lips. He scoops me into his arms and deepens our kiss. I moan when our tongues touch. He presses closer to me. His hands skate down my sides and pull my hips into his.

The doors open in the hallway to our suite. Eric scoops me up and carries me to the door. "Another of my jobs, I believe. Carrying my bride over the threshold." He opens and steps through the door. I thought he would set me down on the inside, but he strides right through to the bedroom. He sets me down and turns me around.

He bends down to remove my boots and his. He straightens and I feel his fingers taking the pins out of my hair and it falling to my shoulders. He rubs my scalp as I lean against his chest. I turn around and take Eric's tie from his neck, and push his suit coat from his shoulders. I run my hands down to the buttons holding his shirt together. His hands capture my face and he stares into my eyes.

"I love you, Sookie. I can never begin to tell you, how much it means to me that you want to be with me. You are my world." His lips crash onto mine with fervor.

My hands circle his neck as he licks my lower lip. My mouth opens to the request. His arms wind around my back. He shifts to trail little kisses down my neck, when I break away for air. I start to tremble under the onslaught. He pulls back to look at me.

"Are you OK?" He smiles when I nod and unbutton his shirt. I spread my hands on his naked chest, as he shucks the shirt into the chair.

He turns me around again and starts unfastening my dress. He presses little kisses on my back as he uncovers more skin. I slide my arms out of the straps and hold the bodice to me as he slides the zipper down. He glides his warm hand around my stomach, pulls back and tightens his arms around my middle.

"Your body is amazing, Baby. I know it sounds a little weird, but I love knowing no one else will ever touch you the way I get to." He whispers as he lazily drags his thumb against my hipbone. He pushes my dress off my hips, leaving me in just a scrap of lace that Pam calls underwear. She added cups to the dress, so I have no bra. Eric sucks in a breath when he realizes it.

He kneels behind me and traces the belt buckle on my back with his tongue, sending shivers down my spine. He flattens his tongue and licks all the way up my back, until he reaches my neck again. I moan and almost collapse into his arms. "Like that huh? I promise you'll like everything else." He swears as his warm hands cover my breasts.

I turn around and undo his belt and jeans; I push them down to his ankles and draw them over his feet. His boxers follow soon after. I move to take him into my mouth, but Eric backs away, shaking his head. 'No, if she does that I won't be able to hold out.'

He holds his hand out to help me up. "Not tonight. Tonight is about us. I am plenty prepared for this. I haven't seen you completely undressed since Christmas. I have been wanting to be inside you for months, but we've had problems so I have held off until you trusted me again. If you blow me, I won't be able to hold on and I want to come inside you." He murmurs as he lays me on the bed and joins me. He draws his hand down my body, his eyes never leaving mine. I turn and take his lips with mine; he deepens the kiss and pulls me under him.

"Almost home." He mutters, rubbing his nose along my neck.

Eric trails his hands down to my breasts, cupping their weight and rubbing his thumbs across my nipples; I moan and arch my back. Instantly, I go from moist to sopping wet. His mouth follows soon, drawing little circles across my chest with his tongue, kissing each of my scars and sucking at my nipples while his hands fall to my hips. He looks up at me from under hooded lids, his eyes the color of stormy seas.

"Baby, are you partial to these panties?" I barley shake my head when I hear them tear. Eric's hand grazes my upper thighs and parts my legs, making room for him between them. I sink my fingers into his hair and scratch his scalp lightly, eliciting a groan from deep in his chest. He stretches back up and returns his lips to mine.

"Sorry, I get carried away when you are in my arms." He kisses me again, as his fingers open me up.

My back arches and my legs start trembling, as he moves his fingers across my clit. "I will never get over seeing you do that, you are so beautiful baby. You are so wet. You want me, don't you?" He growls into the space between my breasts. He sinks two fingers into me and starts thrusting, while rubbing his thumb over the bundle of nerves above.

"Oh Eric!" I cry as I tumble over the edge, fireworks bursting before my eyes.

He growls and waits until I open my eyes again to lick his fingers clean. "Damn, you taste like honey and ginger, baby. I can't get enough of you." He dips down to take a long lick between my legs, "Mmm." He pushes down and grips my hips so he can stay for a while. He flattens his tongue and laps at me, sending me into convulsions again. I am calming down once more, when Eric mounts a direct attack on my clit, swirling his tongue around it, the drawing it in between his teeth. He lightly grazes me and I come hard. He enters me with his tongue and I ride out my orgasm on his mouth. He licks me clean while I am recovering.

"I am going to remember that. I like you coming in my mouth." He politely wipes his mouth, before kissing me. I can taste myself on his lips.

"Make love to me, Eric. I need you inside of me." I beg. He laughs into my neck.

"You don't ever need to beg for that. I dream of this every night, making love to you." He whispers and kisses my cheek.

He hands me a condom. "I want my children growing in your womb, but not until we are ready for them." I smile. He moans when I slide it into place. He aligns my hips to his and pushes inside me, slowly. "Now I'm home." 'I really am home. This is what I would have missed out on if she didn't believe me, trust me and love me. Sookie had the chance to end it all for me and start a relationship with someone else. She still chose to stick by my side and now marry me.'

He gives me some time to acclimate to him and starts to thrust. His dick feels so good pushing in and out of me. We fit together like puzzle pieces. "Baby, you feel better than I remember. So tight. So wet. I can feel you griping me, are you going to come again? That's it baby, come for me, cover my dick with it." I am so close; he is hitting the top of my passage. I roll my hips and get the friction in the right spot. I fall to pieces in Eric's arms, calling out his name, while he drives me a few times before joining me in bliss.

Eric's arms go out from under him and he lands with a 'oof'. "Sorry baby, am I hurting you?" He asks against my pillow, where he landed. I chuckle, which sends a weird sensation through our bodies where we are joined. "Don't worry, I can take it."

He pushes up onto his arms and pulls out, with a moan. He lands to my side and gathers me closer, when I turn toward him. "Thank you, lover. You drive me wild. I love you so much." He brushes his lips against my eyelids.

"Let's get some sleep; we have a big day ahead of us." He nuzzles his face into the crook of my shoulder and falls asleep. I fall under a little while afterward, listening to his breathing.

The next morning, Freyda tells us that Sophie got into our old room like we thought she would. We are eating breakfast with our 'family' at a local diner. Godric laughs, "Yeah, she made it as far as the bedroom. Mom and I were sleeping; she tried to pull her out of the bed. That girl really hates you, Sook." He shakes his head.

"You should have seen her face when I turned the light on. She screamed and ran back to her room." Mom chuckles.

They told us what time it happened. We were still at the club. So, that's why Mrs. Bellefluer was on the warpath. Sophie embarrassed herself to the two people they wanted to undermind. I wonder what the plan was. Did she really think that if she ripped me out of his arms physically, he would roll over and take her? I bet her mother would not bat an eye, in demanding marriage.

"They are staying; I guess they'll make a play after the ride." Godric tells us.

"Don't worry Dad. Sook, Mom, and Pam will be together. I told Mrs. Bellefluer off last night at the club, but I am sure it won't stop her." Eric informs him. I can see the worry eating away at him.

"Eric, stop overthinking. I'll be fine. All you are allowed to worry about is breaking the 7.5, Okay?" I kiss his cheek and lean in to whisper, "and what I am going to do to you once we get back to our room tonight."

The five of us "kids" walk around the strip looking at the different hotels. Sam, Pam and Alcide split off to see the pirate ship at Treasure Island after dark. Eric squeezes my hand. "Let's go get something to eat and then take in a show back at the hotel." My stomach grumbles at the mention of food. A smile stretches across his face. We decide that it would be good to hit one of the buffets. Las Vegas is the place to go for a buffet. After eating our fill of food, we walk back to the hotel and catch the show in the theatre.

Both of us still are awake, so we go to the club again and dance for a while. Eric holds me close as we sway to the music. "I love you." He whispers into my hair. When I look up at him, he has tears in his eyes. "You are so important to me. I am so blessed that you feel the same way about me. You have my heart forever." I tear up and go to my toes. Our lips meet and like striking a match, we are ready to head upstairs to our room.

Again, Eric traps me against the wall of the elevator. I smile and kiss him back. When it stops, he leads me to the door. He closes the door and sweeps me into his arms. "Are you ready to live up to your words from this morning?" He captures my lips and carries me into the bedroom.

Eric sets me down and looks at my clothes, tipping his head to the side, as if he is considering something. He smiles and tears my shirt off and then the shorts too. At my gasp, he smirks at me. "I told you before; I'm not always the good boy that you see most of the time. This is better. I'll buy you more clothes, my dear, dear wife. You look loads better this way." I smile and jump into his arms.

"Oh, I think I can handle you being a naughty man occasionally. Especially, if you use that time with me in our bedroom." I grin at him as he smolders at me.

"I can promise that." His voice melts as he drops me on the bed and strips his own clothes off. I grin as he slides onto the bed stalking me. I raise my eyebrow. When he gets closer, I make my move and flip him on his back. I kiss down his torso. "I'm not exactly a goody two shoes, either." I grip him and stroke his dick until he is groaning my name. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I let go and start to slip out of bed. Eric growls and gets up, he walks up to me and rips the rest of my clothes off. "Get back into bed." He glares at me. Finally, he has burned through his nervousness. I have woken the inner lover under the calm man. I climb onto the bed and am about to lay back when his hand stops me, I look back. "Don't move, Sook. Stay right there." He whispers in my ear. I am already leaking from our fooling around. Eric grips my hips with his hands and slowly drags his tongue up my thigh and slit gathering the liquid that has escaped me. "Mmm, honey and ginger. I love that you taste like that." He murmurs and thrusts deeply into me with a long sigh. I arch back and moan. "Yes, Sookie. You are so damned tight." He groans. I push back and Eric tightens his grip. "You feel so good inside, baby. I can't get enough of being like this with you." He tells me, while kissing up my spine and pushing deeper into me. His hand slides around to play with my nub, making the coil inside me tighten. He rubs me until I gasp and lock down onto his cock. "That's it. Come for me. I love feeling you griping me, baby." He kisses my shoulder. Eric pulls out and asks me to turn over. I lay on my back and he is on top of me in a flash. Pulling me up and onto him, while sucking on my neck and collarbones. I groan and thrust my hips against his. We have never made love like this before. Usually we are careful with each other and as satisfying as it is, this is extraordinary. Eric forces me back onto the bed and growls as he raises my leg, sinking deeper still. "This keeps getting better." He whispers.

I raise my hips and am rewarded with a moan. Eric looks up at me. "You did that on purpose." I smile at him. He leans down and kisses me. "You are my world. I love you so much Sookie. Now, come for me again. I want to see you fall apart in my arms. It makes me feel so good to know that I can make you see stars. I can't wait for the day that we do this to make our children. We need to wait, but I dream of you swollen with our child." He kisses my neck. He speeds his thrusts and I fall over the edge into bliss. When I tighten around him, he looks down into my eyes and lets go, releasing all that he can deep within me. "I love you." We whisper to each other. The bed is a mess. I smile as I straighten it out and climb back onto it. Eric comes back from the bathroom and pulls me into his arms as we watch the television.

An hour later, my sleepy husband shuts the TV off and I lay my head on his shoulder. "Goodnight, my love." He kisses my head and holds me close as he falls under. I fall asleep to his breathing, smiling.