Title-The lion, the lamb, and the wolf
A/N-Takes place after Breaking Dawn-approx. 2 years later; I (unfortunately) don't own Twilight or the characters of Twilight
I opened my eyes and turned to my left to look at the beautiful sight lying next to me. My god of a husband was on our bed, whispering and humming a lullaby into our daughter's ear. Renesmee was holding her favorite stuffed animal, a brown wolf, close to her face, sucking her right thumb with her eyes closed. Her chest rose up and down as she breathed, at a quicker pace than any human. I felt a wave of emotions take over my body- love, compassion, caring, and adoration. Life was good. I was blessed. Happy.
Up until 2 years ago, life for me, Edward, the Cullens, and pretty much the whole town of Forks had had its downs more than its ups. Trouble had been around every corner and it always seemed to lead to me. The Volturi, newborn vampire army, and my surprise of a pregnancy almost killed me and destroyed my family. The birth of Renesmee, however, has changed things dramatically. The bad came and went. We almost lost the battle but like all good fairy tales there was a happily ever after ending. There hasn't been any impending doom or pain-yes, hard to believe but for 2 years, things have been quiet in our town of Forks. On mornings such as this, I'm smart and astute enough to count my many blessings.
My friends from high school and I still saw each other occasionally, during college vacations and holidays. They all went away to school and I stayed home to help care for Renesmee, who everyone thought was a niece of Edward's that he suddenly was in charge of. They didn't, at least I think, realize that things had really changed with me. They knew I was married and everything obviously but they did not know the WHOLE situation. It had been nice to be able to keep some things normal for once in my life.
I lifted my arms above my head, stretched, and continued to observe my reasons for being. Edward and I were always together, never letting an inch of space between us-except when it came to our daughter. Between us lay perfection in the form of our daughter and I could feel the start of a smile tug at the corners of lips, enough of a smile to catch Edward's attention and he glanced at me, shushing me with a single finger touching my lips. Ahhh… Renesmee was asleep. Gingerly he kissed Renesmee on the cheek, rolled off his side of the bed, and in a blink was at my side. He placed his hands on my hips and forced my body to roll towards him, taking his hands to my face, pulling me towards him. Kissing me with a passionate that even after two years brought forth a loud, guttural moan. If I had a heartbeat, it would surely be racing at this point.
"Hello my angel," Edward whispered into my ear, kissing it tenderly. "Nessie is asleep and dreaming peacefully."
"Hmmm... we're going to wake her up," I murmured into his neck, finding it harder and harder to resist him.
Edward chuckled quietly, ignored my request and repeatedly kissed every inch of my neck and face. I took a deep breath and gently pushed him away to stand up. He had a sad look on his face but soon a smile spread across his lips.
"Every time I look at her, she takes my breath away. To this day, I still can't believe that she is our miracle, that we have her," I said, holding Edward's hand and gazing lovingly at the small sleeping body.
Edward kissed my wedding ring, then turned my hand over. His cool lips skimmed the center of my overturned palm. His voice was rough, thick with emotion. "Before," he said looking at everything but me, "I'm sorry I ever entertained the thought…"
Now it was my turn to shush my husband and I silenced his train of maudlin what-if's with a kiss.
He pulled away, obviously intent on voicing his guilt "Before Nessie came into existence, I could never imagine my life without you. Now, if I lost both of you, I don't think I could go on." His face was full of love and passion as he looked at Nessie and then back to me. "I just wish that Nessie wasn't doomed to spend her life with a werewolf, "Edward said through gritted teeth without bothering to hide the anger or disguise the disgust in his voice.
"Edward," I warned, "You know that we have no control over that. Jacob imprinted on her and we have to accept the fact we will be joining our families one day." I knew that having Jacob imprint on Nessie would keep him in my life but it did take awhile to get used to the idea that Jacob was meant to be with my daughter.
I had a plan, I'm nothing if not devious at time, to help Edward relax. Grabbing his hand I led my protesting husband into the bathroom that was connected to our bedroom.
"Let's get cleaned up before we head over to the house," I said, seduction in my voice. "You better be quiet though, we don't want Nessie waking up, do we?" I crooned, closing the gap between us and kissing his neck.
With a feral growl, he moved impossibly closer, the counter in the bathroom digging into the small of my back. In one fell swoop, he swung me around so I was now sitting on the counter. The move was made with such strength that the counter creaked and groaned.
I stopped kissing him and looked at him. "This is not being quiet," I teased.
Our eyes locked, we undressed each other, slowly, enjoying our time together as always. Edward did not even break the gaze as he leaned into the shower to turn on the water for us.
Sometimes, our disrobing was fast. Furious. Today? It was strip tease slow and once naked I'm still dazzled by the sight of my husband's naked body. Four years hadn't dimmed my ardor. He was amazing. As if reading my thoughts, Edward said, "My darling, you are breathtaking."
Edward then took me up into his arms and put his mouth around mine with such strength and fervor. He walked us over to the shower, pulled back the curtain, stepped in, and I had no choice but to follow. He snicked the curtain closed.
Edward began to kiss every inch of my body. For the remainder of the shower, we could not keep our hands or mouths off of each other's smooth and glistening bodies.
