Disclaimer: I own nothing except for a lot of pens and notebooks
I really wish this would not have to be so. It was my angel's birthday and I was stuck here in Germany. The Great War was everything I had spent my life training for. Bela however was a God sent angel. I honestly and without a doubt in my mind that she was the answer to my mother's prayers. Mother never did want me to go off to war. She wanted me to get married, start a family, and get a job at the family law practice. When the Swan family moved in down the road, I seriously did consider just that. Isabella Swan had long brown hair, soft brown eyes, and the most creamy looking skin I had ever seen. From the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew she would one day become my wife. Though I have forgotten most of my human life over my many years as a vampire, anything that has to do with my angel Isabella is still as fresh in my mind as the day it happened. We courted (dated) for 2 years before I proposed. Our wedding was the most amazing thing I had ever witnessed. I was a nervous wreck. When the music started playing and the people stood up to face where Bella was entering, I froze. She was an absolute vision. She was wearing a floor length, snow- white dress. It had intricate patterns all over with small beads. Her hair was done up perfectly and she looked just stunning. I barely registered the minister asking me if I would take Bella as my wife.
" I do." I whispered loud enough for just him and Bella to hear.
She said the same when asked and I could have died from the happiness I felt. Our first dance was to the song I had composed for her. I called it her lullaby. That night was so much more than I would have ever expected. We had gone to this beautiful place in Maine. Just as I had set her down from carrying her over the threshold, I became extremely nervous. What if I did not satisfy her. She must have seen the worry in my eyes. She always could tell.
"Edward. What's wrong? Are you okay? Did I do something?" She asked.
That snapped me out of my worrying.
" What, no angel, you have done absolutely nothing wrong. It's me. I am just so worried about.... later. What if I do not satisfy you or disappoint you in some way?" I confessed.
" You could never disappoint me. To be honest. I'm scared too. I'm not anything special and I'm still surprised that you even want me." she stated gently cupping my face with her hand.
" Isabella, I have told you many times over. You're the most beautiful, kind-hearted, amazingly stunning woman that god has ever and will ever create. You need to stop doubting your self- worth. You're the only one that I'll ever want for all of eternity, My sweet, innocent, little angel." I told her.
As I said this, I planted kisses all over her face and neck. She let out a small moan and arched her back and neck a little as I hit a particularly sensitive spot just below her ear. I didn't know what I was supposed to do, but something in me just took over. I pulled her closer and whispered in her ear:
" Sweetheart. You have no idea what that does to me. Please let me have you. Let me show you what you mean to me.".
She moaned again in response.
We somehow made our way to the bedroom, clothes taken off on the way. I laid her on the bed and looked at her for a minute. Her luscious lips were slightly swollen from our kisses. Her chest heaving with each intake of air. This caused her breasts to bounce lightly. I cannot wait to see how amazing it feels to have them in my hands, my hands massaging one while my mouth suckles the other one. Her perky nipples were tight and ready for me. My eyes then traveled farther down. Her flat stomach had me envisioning it slightly rounded with our first child. Then my eyes hit where I wanted to be most. Bella had spread her legs enough to where I could see her glistening center. She was so wet for me already. I was broken out of my admiration of her body by her asking me:
"Edward, is something wrong?"
my eyes snapped back up to her face, where I could see her getting very nervous.
'How long have I been staring at her?' I thought to myself.
"Nothing is wrong. I was just admiring how beautiful you are. How much I just want to lose myself in you. Excuse me for saying this, but I want to bury myself so far into that tight wet core of your's that I'lll never be able to get out." I stated. What my sweet angel said next was the most unexpexted thing ever.
" Well then do it. Bury yourself in my wet core. I'm already so ready for you that it's starting to hurt. Make the hurt go away baby, please." She whispered.
She didn't have to tell me twice.
