Fic: Not Puzzle Pieces; Edward/Bella
Not Puzzle Pieces
Twilight. Breaking Dawn Missing Scene. Edward/Bella. NC-17. 2,828 words.
Summary under cut.
Note: Written for lion_lamb's Write Your Own Breaking Dawn Contest.
This is pretty much smut, smut, smut....and more smut. Heh. :)
Summary: My take on Edward and Bella's second honeymoon a.k.a. first night of vampire!sex.
Bolded passage is taken from pages 481-482 of Breaking Dawn.
“We’re going to tell Alice that I ran right to the clothes,” I whispered, twisting my fingers into his hair and pulling my face closer to his. “We’re going to tell her I spent hours in there playing dress-up. We’re going to lie.”
He caught up to my mood in an instant, or maybe he’d already been there, and he was just trying to let me fully appreciate my birthday present, like a gentleman. He pulled my face to his with a sudden fierceness, a low moan in his throat. The sound sent the electric current running through my body into a near-frenzy, like I couldn’t get close enough to him fast enough.
I heard the fabric tearing under our hands, and I was glad my clothes, at least, were already destroyed. It was too late for his. It felt almost rude to ignore the pretty white bed, but we just weren’t going to make it that far.
His lips covered mine and he kissed me with a ferocity that I still wasn’t used to from him, tongues tangling, teeth clashing. But it felt good. Oh so good. My arms were pinned above my head, his body laid on top of mine, all of his weight on me. He was holding nothing back anymore.
But I needed more. My body craved Edward in ways my human body couldn’t have fathomed or contained. I easily broke my arms free from his grip and tangled my fingers into his hair, bringing him still closer, kissing him harder.
Neither of us needed to breathe. He was my air now. Every breath he exhaled, every moan that rumbled from his chest reverberated in mine. He was filling me in ways oxygen never could, even back when I needed it.
His hands found their way to my breasts, cupping them and molding. When he roughly pinched the peaks, I couldn’t take it anymore. I broke away from him with a long moan.
“Inside,” I gasped.
He slammed into me with such force that I could swear the floor shuddered beneath me.
“Don’t…break…house.”
His only response was to groan and begin thrusting into me. My eyes rolled into the back of my head.
I decided that I didn’t care if the damn house fell apart on top of us, just as long as he kept doing this.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and met his thrusts, my hands clutched at his back, making sure there was no space between us.
I buried my face into his neck, inhaling the scent that was as sweet, as intoxicating to me now as it was before. But right now, as his body moved against mine, it seemed like the scent had intensified. It was more musky, somehow. Was it possible for vampires to have pheromones?
“Bella…” Edward moaned.
I pulled back to watch him. His eyes were closed, his mouth open slightly, lost in pleasure as he pumped into me. I remembered this. There has never been a sight so beautiful, so glorious as my Edward in the throes of passion. But it was better now, a thousand times better with my clear and flawless vampire sight.
“Harder,” I breathed into his ear. “Faster. I want all of you, Edward.”
He growled and rammed into me.
“Yessss….”
I had no pulse, no heartbeat, but I could feel every nerve ending in my body. Every part of me was alive with sensation. Everything I felt when I was human was multiplied by a million. It was incredible.
I could feel his thrusts getting faster, more erratic. A fire was building in my stomach. A delicious kind of fire. One that warmed but didn’t burn. It was climbing upwards, spreading to my chest, to my arms, up my neck to the top of my head. It flowed downwards to my legs, my feet and the very tips of my toes. My eyes closed and I was lost to the sensation.
“Bella,” he groaned into my ear. “Bella, I want you to look at me. I want to see you.”
It took all of my willpower but I obeyed. I forced my eyes open to gaze into his black irises. And then he spilled inside me, his body shaking. I felt the vibration from the tips of my toes up to every strand of my hair. It shook me down to my core and I fell over the edge with him, electricity crackling through every pore of my skin.
I was coming apart, every piece of my body being pulled in different directions. Only his eyes held me together. The pure, unadulterated love that I could see there in the dark depths. He was my center of gravity.
I vaguely registered a high pitched keening sound. It took me a few minutes to realize that it was coming from me. I clamped my mouth shut as he collapsed on top of me.
“Wow…” Edward sighed.
“Wow…” I agreed.
He pillowed his head on my chest. Above the heart that was no longer beating but that still completely and irrevocably belonged to him.
“That’s what it feels like for vampires? And you were going to let me stay human?” I glared down at him.
He chuckled and pressed a kiss over my heart. “You can be quite stubborn.”
“You still should have told me.”
“Told you what, my love? I’ve never had an orgasm as a human. How could I know if it wasn’t equally as intense? You certainly seemed to enjoy it, even then,” he smiled.
“I…”
Every argument on my lips died at the look in his eyes. He ran his tongue over my nipple and I completely forgot what we were talking about or why were talking in the first place. The delicious ache in my center resurfaced. I was so ready for him again.
In a split second, I had flipped him onto his back, my hands pinning his arms above his head.
“You’re mine.”
He nodded meekly and I relished the feeling of finally having complete physical control. This was…different. I was used to lying back and letting him have his way with me - which was in absolutely no way a bad thing and was very pleasant indeed. But now I could have my way with him. I could do whatever I want.
I grinned hugely and intertwined my fingers with his, leaning over him. My face was inches from his, every part of my body hovered over him, a whisper of space between us, not quite touching.
“Bella…”
“Yes?”
I gently nipped his ear and he hissed. I untangled my fingers from his and slid my hands down his arms. Slowly.
I lightly kissed his forehead, his eyebrows…nose…cheeks…chin. I skipped over his lips and continued down his neck, pressing soft kisses everywhere.
“Bella…” He groaned. “You’re torturing me.”
“It’s only fair, isn’t it?” I murmured as I continued down his chest. “For all the times you tortured me when I was human.”
His skin felt like silk beneath my lips. Warm and pliable, no longer marble. I paused to lavish attention on his nipples - licking, sucking, biting. Left then right. Edward moaned and buried his hands in my hair, attempting to pull me back up but I broke free easily.
“Patience,” I admonished and then continued lower, swirling my tongue into his belly button.
I kissed down to his waistline, kneading his thighs with my hands. Finally I paused just above the part of his anatomy that was standing at attention for me. I sighed contentedly. He was perfection. And he was mine.
He hadn’t let me do this on the island and I briefly wondered if he even wanted me to do it now. I looked up and he was staring down at me, his eyes hooded with desire. There was no mistaking the want there, the need.
My tongue darted out, briefly touching the tip. Edward groaned and his head fell back to the floor with a loud bang. Encouraged, I licked him from shaft to tip. And then I closed my mouth around him and took in as much of him as I could. I bobbed my head up down, letting the tip of him touch the back of my throat with every downward motion.
He was moaning loudly and repeating my name over and over again, chanting it. Desire filled me, making me throb with need. I loved that I could do this to him, make him feel this way.
His fingers tangled in my hair as he encouraged me to go faster. I could feel his release coming and moved faster, my hand pumping the bottom part of his shaft. He came, crying out my name, stretching the A in a way that was music to my ears.
I swallowed all of him and gently kissed the tip one last time, then crawled up his body, blanketing it with my own. I buried my face in his neck.
He stroked my hair and kissed my forehead. “Bella…That…” His eyes glazed over.
“I know,” I grinned wickedly. “But we’re not done yet.”
I sat up abruptly and with one quick movement, I plunged my wet, aching center onto his still hard and erect cock.
“Bellaaa….”
I moaned at the delicious feel of him inside of me. Yes, this was where he belonged - always and forever.
I moved up and down in a slow, unhurried rhythm, my hands braced on his chest.
Edward looked up at me. The devotion in his eyes was almost too much for me to take. He made me feel like a goddess.
I started moving faster, my breaths coming in uneven, harsh gasps. Edward’s eyes traveled down to my bouncing breasts. He looked entranced for a moment and then he was sitting up. His right arm wrapped around my waist, helping keep my up and down rhythm. His left hand reached up to cup one breast while he lavished attention with his mouth on the other one.
“Edward…” I moaned loudly as he sucked on the tip. He switched and I bounced harder, my climax building faster and faster.
His lips crashed onto mine and his hands cupped my ass. His tongue was in my mouth, mimicking the rhythm of our bodies below. And then I was there, coming harder than I ever have thus far, my screams muffled by Edward’s mouth on mine. It wasn’t long until he followed, his body shuddering beneath me.
We broke the kiss, panting, breathing heavily.
“We should probably move to the bed at some point,” he grinned.
“I don’t want to break it.”
He stood up with my body still wrapped around him and I clung tightly to him as he walked us the short distance to the bed. He laid me down gently on the white sheets, and covered my body with his own.
“No promises,” he said, kissing me gently. His lips trailed down my neck, my collarbone, my chest, down the valley between my breasts. He paused to pay extra attention to them and I whimpered, bringing my hips up to grind impatiently against his. He used his knees to pin down my thighs.
“Patience,” he murmured, his eyes danced with amusement as he looked up at me briefly before continuing down.
He went lower and lower until I could feel his now warm breath right at the place where I needed him most. I squirmed beneath him, letting out a sound that was somewhere between a whine and a mewl. He held down my waist and then slid his hands down to my thighs, parting them even further.
“Bella, you are divine,” he whispered with reverent awe. Then he plunged his tongue into me and my hips bucked up involuntarily as I cried out his name.
He held down my lower body as his mouth worked over me. Edward had done this to me before but not with such reckless abandon. His tongue laved over my nub, kissing suckling, biting gently. Then he plunged into me.
“Oh god…Oh Edward…” I cried. My hips were moving violently and I knew it took all of his strength to pin me down, one arm across my stomach, one hand pressing down on my thigh. The bed was bouncing and squeaking beneath me and I thought about how long it would be until it gave way completely.
Edward’s finger replaced his tongue, moving in and out, in and out. A second finger joined in, then a third. In and out, in and out. So…good.
All the while his tongue kept licking across my nub, caressing that bundle of nerves. And I wasn’t thinking anymore.
Brightness clouded my vision. It felt like I was back on the island, everything was too bright - blinding almost. I was floating, being carried away on top of a tidal wave.
My screams filled the room. I was being so loud. But I didn’t care. And, really, it only encouraged Edward further. His head bobbed faster between my legs, his bronze hair practically a blur.
This was bliss. Pure, heavenly bliss.
And just when I reached my peak, that absolute point where I was positive that I could go no higher, my head thrown back, moaning in ecstasy…Edward slammed his long, hard cock into me with such force that my head crashed into the headboard, turning it to dust.
I quickly clawed at his back, scrabbling for purchase as he held my legs up by the back of my knees and pumped into me.
I screamed yet louder and I was sure our family at the big house could hear it. I could barely hear Edward grunting and moaning my name as I thrust up into him, keeping a rough but smooth rhythm.
My body molded to his in the most perfect way possible. My every curve fit into his long frame. There was that cliché about puzzle pieces but we weren’t like that.
When two matching puzzle pieces are placed together, the point of separation and connection is still visible. No, when Edward and I are together like this, the point of separation is completely healed and it’s like we’ve never been apart at all. Like we were simply made this way, fused together.
His arms pinned me down as I writhed desperately beneath him. His body moved against me, with me. And then I was tumbling down over the edge, free-falling, flying, floating. And now this was my hardest I’ve ever come. A tiny part of my brain just barely registered that every orgasm from now on would be harder and better than this. Oh bliss.
My body shook as my muscles - much stronger than before - squeezed him and he tumbled over the precipice with me, his body shuddering violently, my name a fervent, repeated prayer on his lips.
The warmth was back in my body, spreading everywhere and all I could see was white. A blinding flash of white that stretched on forever and forever until it cleared and I could see his face above me with unparalleled clarity. Neither paradise nor heaven could even begin to compare to this.
His body collapsed onto mine and he reflexively rolled away, forgetting that he couldn’t crush me anymore. I whimpered at the loss of him and pulled him back onto me, the full weight of his body pressing down on mine.
We lay there like that for a long moment, basking in the moment. Skin on skin. Our chests moving together as we breathed in and out in a steady rhythm. I may not need air but I did need his scent and that was what I was breathing in at the moment and I knew that he was doing the same thing.
If I was still human my body would have been slick with scent, and every bone inside would be jell-o, absolute mush. I would be completely spent, perhaps unable to move for days. But I wasn’t human and my body felt as rejuvenated and fresh as if Edward and I had been lying here sleeping instead of making mad, hot, passionate love.
Oh the joys of being a vampire…
“What’s that smile for?” Edward asked curiously.
“What? I can’t smile after I have the best sex of my vampire life?”
He cradled my face gently in both hands, and brought his forehead down to mine. His nose rubbed against mine and he gruffly whispered, “Bella, my love, that wasn’t the best. That was the beginning. And I promise you it will only keep getting better.”
The ache between my legs was back, still strong and oh so urgent. I closed the miniscule distance between our lips and devoured him, wrapping my legs around his hips again.
We had all of eternity together now and I was perfectly content to spend it just like this. I wondered how we were ever going to stop.
I didn’t care at all.
Twilight. Breaking Dawn Missing Scene. Edward/Bella. NC-17. 2,828 words.
Summary under cut.
Note: Written for lion_lamb's Write Your Own Breaking Dawn Contest.
This is pretty much smut, smut, smut....and more smut. Heh. :)
Summary: My take on Edward and Bella's second honeymoon a.k.a. first night of vampire!sex.
Bolded passage is taken from pages 481-482 of Breaking Dawn.
“We’re going to tell Alice that I ran right to the clothes,” I whispered, twisting my fingers into his hair and pulling my face closer to his. “We’re going to tell her I spent hours in there playing dress-up. We’re going to lie.”
He caught up to my mood in an instant, or maybe he’d already been there, and he was just trying to let me fully appreciate my birthday present, like a gentleman. He pulled my face to his with a sudden fierceness, a low moan in his throat. The sound sent the electric current running through my body into a near-frenzy, like I couldn’t get close enough to him fast enough.
I heard the fabric tearing under our hands, and I was glad my clothes, at least, were already destroyed. It was too late for his. It felt almost rude to ignore the pretty white bed, but we just weren’t going to make it that far.
His lips covered mine and he kissed me with a ferocity that I still wasn’t used to from him, tongues tangling, teeth clashing. But it felt good. Oh so good. My arms were pinned above my head, his body laid on top of mine, all of his weight on me. He was holding nothing back anymore.
But I needed more. My body craved Edward in ways my human body couldn’t have fathomed or contained. I easily broke my arms free from his grip and tangled my fingers into his hair, bringing him still closer, kissing him harder.
Neither of us needed to breathe. He was my air now. Every breath he exhaled, every moan that rumbled from his chest reverberated in mine. He was filling me in ways oxygen never could, even back when I needed it.
His hands found their way to my breasts, cupping them and molding. When he roughly pinched the peaks, I couldn’t take it anymore. I broke away from him with a long moan.
“Inside,” I gasped.
He slammed into me with such force that I could swear the floor shuddered beneath me.
“Don’t…break…house.”
His only response was to groan and begin thrusting into me. My eyes rolled into the back of my head.
I decided that I didn’t care if the damn house fell apart on top of us, just as long as he kept doing this.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and met his thrusts, my hands clutched at his back, making sure there was no space between us.
I buried my face into his neck, inhaling the scent that was as sweet, as intoxicating to me now as it was before. But right now, as his body moved against mine, it seemed like the scent had intensified. It was more musky, somehow. Was it possible for vampires to have pheromones?
“Bella…” Edward moaned.
I pulled back to watch him. His eyes were closed, his mouth open slightly, lost in pleasure as he pumped into me. I remembered this. There has never been a sight so beautiful, so glorious as my Edward in the throes of passion. But it was better now, a thousand times better with my clear and flawless vampire sight.
“Harder,” I breathed into his ear. “Faster. I want all of you, Edward.”
He growled and rammed into me.
“Yessss….”
I had no pulse, no heartbeat, but I could feel every nerve ending in my body. Every part of me was alive with sensation. Everything I felt when I was human was multiplied by a million. It was incredible.
I could feel his thrusts getting faster, more erratic. A fire was building in my stomach. A delicious kind of fire. One that warmed but didn’t burn. It was climbing upwards, spreading to my chest, to my arms, up my neck to the top of my head. It flowed downwards to my legs, my feet and the very tips of my toes. My eyes closed and I was lost to the sensation.
“Bella,” he groaned into my ear. “Bella, I want you to look at me. I want to see you.”
It took all of my willpower but I obeyed. I forced my eyes open to gaze into his black irises. And then he spilled inside me, his body shaking. I felt the vibration from the tips of my toes up to every strand of my hair. It shook me down to my core and I fell over the edge with him, electricity crackling through every pore of my skin.
I was coming apart, every piece of my body being pulled in different directions. Only his eyes held me together. The pure, unadulterated love that I could see there in the dark depths. He was my center of gravity.
I vaguely registered a high pitched keening sound. It took me a few minutes to realize that it was coming from me. I clamped my mouth shut as he collapsed on top of me.
“Wow…” Edward sighed.
“Wow…” I agreed.
He pillowed his head on my chest. Above the heart that was no longer beating but that still completely and irrevocably belonged to him.
“That’s what it feels like for vampires? And you were going to let me stay human?” I glared down at him.
He chuckled and pressed a kiss over my heart. “You can be quite stubborn.”
“You still should have told me.”
“Told you what, my love? I’ve never had an orgasm as a human. How could I know if it wasn’t equally as intense? You certainly seemed to enjoy it, even then,” he smiled.
“I…”
Every argument on my lips died at the look in his eyes. He ran his tongue over my nipple and I completely forgot what we were talking about or why were talking in the first place. The delicious ache in my center resurfaced. I was so ready for him again.
In a split second, I had flipped him onto his back, my hands pinning his arms above his head.
“You’re mine.”
He nodded meekly and I relished the feeling of finally having complete physical control. This was…different. I was used to lying back and letting him have his way with me - which was in absolutely no way a bad thing and was very pleasant indeed. But now I could have my way with him. I could do whatever I want.
I grinned hugely and intertwined my fingers with his, leaning over him. My face was inches from his, every part of my body hovered over him, a whisper of space between us, not quite touching.
“Bella…”
“Yes?”
I gently nipped his ear and he hissed. I untangled my fingers from his and slid my hands down his arms. Slowly.
I lightly kissed his forehead, his eyebrows…nose…cheeks…chin. I skipped over his lips and continued down his neck, pressing soft kisses everywhere.
“Bella…” He groaned. “You’re torturing me.”
“It’s only fair, isn’t it?” I murmured as I continued down his chest. “For all the times you tortured me when I was human.”
His skin felt like silk beneath my lips. Warm and pliable, no longer marble. I paused to lavish attention on his nipples - licking, sucking, biting. Left then right. Edward moaned and buried his hands in my hair, attempting to pull me back up but I broke free easily.
“Patience,” I admonished and then continued lower, swirling my tongue into his belly button.
I kissed down to his waistline, kneading his thighs with my hands. Finally I paused just above the part of his anatomy that was standing at attention for me. I sighed contentedly. He was perfection. And he was mine.
He hadn’t let me do this on the island and I briefly wondered if he even wanted me to do it now. I looked up and he was staring down at me, his eyes hooded with desire. There was no mistaking the want there, the need.
My tongue darted out, briefly touching the tip. Edward groaned and his head fell back to the floor with a loud bang. Encouraged, I licked him from shaft to tip. And then I closed my mouth around him and took in as much of him as I could. I bobbed my head up down, letting the tip of him touch the back of my throat with every downward motion.
He was moaning loudly and repeating my name over and over again, chanting it. Desire filled me, making me throb with need. I loved that I could do this to him, make him feel this way.
His fingers tangled in my hair as he encouraged me to go faster. I could feel his release coming and moved faster, my hand pumping the bottom part of his shaft. He came, crying out my name, stretching the A in a way that was music to my ears.
I swallowed all of him and gently kissed the tip one last time, then crawled up his body, blanketing it with my own. I buried my face in his neck.
He stroked my hair and kissed my forehead. “Bella…That…” His eyes glazed over.
“I know,” I grinned wickedly. “But we’re not done yet.”
I sat up abruptly and with one quick movement, I plunged my wet, aching center onto his still hard and erect cock.
“Bellaaa….”
I moaned at the delicious feel of him inside of me. Yes, this was where he belonged - always and forever.
I moved up and down in a slow, unhurried rhythm, my hands braced on his chest.
Edward looked up at me. The devotion in his eyes was almost too much for me to take. He made me feel like a goddess.
I started moving faster, my breaths coming in uneven, harsh gasps. Edward’s eyes traveled down to my bouncing breasts. He looked entranced for a moment and then he was sitting up. His right arm wrapped around my waist, helping keep my up and down rhythm. His left hand reached up to cup one breast while he lavished attention with his mouth on the other one.
“Edward…” I moaned loudly as he sucked on the tip. He switched and I bounced harder, my climax building faster and faster.
His lips crashed onto mine and his hands cupped my ass. His tongue was in my mouth, mimicking the rhythm of our bodies below. And then I was there, coming harder than I ever have thus far, my screams muffled by Edward’s mouth on mine. It wasn’t long until he followed, his body shuddering beneath me.
We broke the kiss, panting, breathing heavily.
“We should probably move to the bed at some point,” he grinned.
“I don’t want to break it.”
He stood up with my body still wrapped around him and I clung tightly to him as he walked us the short distance to the bed. He laid me down gently on the white sheets, and covered my body with his own.
“No promises,” he said, kissing me gently. His lips trailed down my neck, my collarbone, my chest, down the valley between my breasts. He paused to pay extra attention to them and I whimpered, bringing my hips up to grind impatiently against his. He used his knees to pin down my thighs.
“Patience,” he murmured, his eyes danced with amusement as he looked up at me briefly before continuing down.
He went lower and lower until I could feel his now warm breath right at the place where I needed him most. I squirmed beneath him, letting out a sound that was somewhere between a whine and a mewl. He held down my waist and then slid his hands down to my thighs, parting them even further.
“Bella, you are divine,” he whispered with reverent awe. Then he plunged his tongue into me and my hips bucked up involuntarily as I cried out his name.
He held down my lower body as his mouth worked over me. Edward had done this to me before but not with such reckless abandon. His tongue laved over my nub, kissing suckling, biting gently. Then he plunged into me.
“Oh god…Oh Edward…” I cried. My hips were moving violently and I knew it took all of his strength to pin me down, one arm across my stomach, one hand pressing down on my thigh. The bed was bouncing and squeaking beneath me and I thought about how long it would be until it gave way completely.
Edward’s finger replaced his tongue, moving in and out, in and out. A second finger joined in, then a third. In and out, in and out. So…good.
All the while his tongue kept licking across my nub, caressing that bundle of nerves. And I wasn’t thinking anymore.
Brightness clouded my vision. It felt like I was back on the island, everything was too bright - blinding almost. I was floating, being carried away on top of a tidal wave.
My screams filled the room. I was being so loud. But I didn’t care. And, really, it only encouraged Edward further. His head bobbed faster between my legs, his bronze hair practically a blur.
This was bliss. Pure, heavenly bliss.
And just when I reached my peak, that absolute point where I was positive that I could go no higher, my head thrown back, moaning in ecstasy…Edward slammed his long, hard cock into me with such force that my head crashed into the headboard, turning it to dust.
I quickly clawed at his back, scrabbling for purchase as he held my legs up by the back of my knees and pumped into me.
I screamed yet louder and I was sure our family at the big house could hear it. I could barely hear Edward grunting and moaning my name as I thrust up into him, keeping a rough but smooth rhythm.
My body molded to his in the most perfect way possible. My every curve fit into his long frame. There was that cliché about puzzle pieces but we weren’t like that.
When two matching puzzle pieces are placed together, the point of separation and connection is still visible. No, when Edward and I are together like this, the point of separation is completely healed and it’s like we’ve never been apart at all. Like we were simply made this way, fused together.
His arms pinned me down as I writhed desperately beneath him. His body moved against me, with me. And then I was tumbling down over the edge, free-falling, flying, floating. And now this was my hardest I’ve ever come. A tiny part of my brain just barely registered that every orgasm from now on would be harder and better than this. Oh bliss.
My body shook as my muscles - much stronger than before - squeezed him and he tumbled over the precipice with me, his body shuddering violently, my name a fervent, repeated prayer on his lips.
The warmth was back in my body, spreading everywhere and all I could see was white. A blinding flash of white that stretched on forever and forever until it cleared and I could see his face above me with unparalleled clarity. Neither paradise nor heaven could even begin to compare to this.
His body collapsed onto mine and he reflexively rolled away, forgetting that he couldn’t crush me anymore. I whimpered at the loss of him and pulled him back onto me, the full weight of his body pressing down on mine.
We lay there like that for a long moment, basking in the moment. Skin on skin. Our chests moving together as we breathed in and out in a steady rhythm. I may not need air but I did need his scent and that was what I was breathing in at the moment and I knew that he was doing the same thing.
If I was still human my body would have been slick with scent, and every bone inside would be jell-o, absolute mush. I would be completely spent, perhaps unable to move for days. But I wasn’t human and my body felt as rejuvenated and fresh as if Edward and I had been lying here sleeping instead of making mad, hot, passionate love.
Oh the joys of being a vampire…
“What’s that smile for?” Edward asked curiously.
“What? I can’t smile after I have the best sex of my vampire life?”
He cradled my face gently in both hands, and brought his forehead down to mine. His nose rubbed against mine and he gruffly whispered, “Bella, my love, that wasn’t the best. That was the beginning. And I promise you it will only keep getting better.”
The ache between my legs was back, still strong and oh so urgent. I closed the miniscule distance between our lips and devoured him, wrapping my legs around his hips again.
We had all of eternity together now and I was perfectly content to spend it just like this. I wondered how we were ever going to stop.
I didn’t care at all.