**Hey, lovelies! This is my second story. All characters are the amazing, brilliant goddess's of Stephanie Meyer. RATED M FOR A REASON! This takes place on Isle Esme on the third time. Fluff warning. If you're not into stuff like this, please don't read. Hope you enjoy, love, 19TeamEdward01**

Chapter one: Only the beginning

EPOV

As Kaure's thoughts screamed at me, believing that I tortured Bella last night, Kaure came out of the white room and stood there in the hallway frozen in shock. Feathers I caused coated her hair, and soon, fell to the floor pooling around her feet. While she stared at us, she regained control of herself and apologized to us slowly. Even though I was fed up, and amused, I thanked her in the happiest tone I could muster at the moment. Kaure looked away and walked back down the hall, her footsteps becoming a small mummer.

"She was thinking what I think she was thinking, wasn't she?" Bella murmured low even for me.

I laughed slightly at my wife. "Yes."

"Here," Bella reached down towards the movies and grabbed a random one. "Put this on and we can pretend to watch it."

Somehow I held in my laughter and started the old musical. I recognized it from the 1950's. "Very honeymoonish," I agreed with her un-spoken words.

The movie continued. I watched as Bella's hands drummed on her leg to the rhythm of the song. I smiled at her sweetness. She then stopped drumming and moved over closer to me. She cradled up in my arms peacefully. "Will we move back into the white room now?" Her words were mumbled in my shirt.

My eyes flickered towards the hall. Hmm… well, Esme was already going to be mad… "I don't know… I've already mangled the headboard in the other room beyond repair-maybe if we limit the destruction to one area of the house, Esme might invite us back someday." A very hopeful maybe, she wouldn't do that to me, to Bella, would she? I already knew, no. My mother's too kind to do that.

Her mouth twisted into a giant, brilliant smile. "So… there will be more destruction?" Her heart rate picked up just at the thought. Oh Bella.

This time my laugh came out. "I think it might be safer if it's premeditated, rather than if I wait for you to assault me again." I messed with her.

The pulsing sound of her heart grew more and more in my ears. "It would only be a matter of time," And continued to grow faster and stronger.

"Is there something the matter with your heart?" I idly wondered.

"Nope. Healthy as a horse." She paused, a very ominous pause, she had something up her sleeve. "Did you want to go survey the demolition zone now?" Her words shocked me, how open she was. Though I could now smell her sweet, sweet arousal she didn't know I could smell.

"Maybe it would be more polite to wait until we're alone. You may not notice me tearing the furniture apart, but it would probably scare them."

She looked confused for a moment. She must've forgot about our guests. "Right," she sighed "drat".

We watched the movie in silence, well she did, I stared at her the whole time, squirming impatiently for them to leave. Luckily soon they did and left. Bella bit her lip, trying to make out my words to them. To help her out, I informed her, "They're finished…" I hinted off. Her heart already picked up.

"So that would mean that we're alone now?"

I smiled. My hormonal wife. "How about lunch first?" She bit her lip.

Carefully I lead her to the kitchen. Her face proved she was hungry. And her quick eating proved it even more.

She pushed her plate away. "This is getting out of hand." I had to agree, she was eating more lately. But it didn't bother me, she was hardly gaining any wait. She was actually gaining healthy weight and was starting to get a gut. Though I knew it bothered her.

"Do you want to swim with the dolphins this afternoon," I suggested. "Burn off the calories?"

"Maybe later. I had another idea for burning calories." My eyebrow quirked up. Did she want to go hiking? I thought she was sore…

"And what was that?"

"Well, there's an awful lot of headboard left-" (Yes, up to here is S.M's quotes)

As soon as I caught on to her words, I swooped her up, immediately connecting our lips together to silence her. I was already decided, I was going to prove to Bella how much I love her, need her, crave her touch. No tears, no pleading, just us. I was going to worship my wife. I was to kiss every inch of her delicate skin, taste every inch of her skin; be the only thing ever that close to her skin.

I lightly tossed her on the bed, watching in awe as her form bounced and her sweet voice giggled. It made my smile mirror hers.

Her springy brown locks fell over her shoulders and pooled on the pillow under her. Her shirt crawled up, exposing her stomach. Then her contagious smile seemed to lighten up the whole room.

Slowly as to torcher her, I walked up to the edge of the bed. I reached out and grabbed her smooth legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Her breathing accelerated already.

My neck reached down so I could kiss her nose, her eyelids, her checks, and down to her neck. I smirked against her skin when her heart stopped. "Breathe, Bella."

She gasped in a shaky breath and began holding on to my hair. Once I got to the top hem of her shirt I looked up at her to ask for permission. Her head went in a fast nod.

Undressing Bella was something I'd never, ever tire of. My eyes drank in her form as I removed inch by inch of her clothing. Her eyes locked with mine and she leaned up, holding her arms out. I threw it somewhere behind me, I could care less at the moment.

Her erratic breathing made her breasts gently move up and down. They were covered in a thick, white bra with blue pock-a-dots. Absolutely adorable. From what I could tell, it was a push up bra. It even had a blue bow in the middle, teasing me that this item could touch her all day.

I looked back up at my angel, her cheeks were flushed. She was watching me ogle her. I cleared my throat, threw her my most dazzling smile, and ran my hands down her waist. Her body convulsed under my touch and goosebumps arouse. I quickly pulled my hands away. She whimpered. "Please, Edward, please,"

For once I was going to listen to her, and fulfill her dreams. So I put my hands back and caressed her sides. Her eyes flickered close and her hips rose from the bed. I took that as a hint and removed the grey shorts she put on and threw it, hopefully, by her shirt.

My heart seemed to thud when I saw her panties were white, and right in the middle, was that taunting blue bow.

Instead of removing them first, I let my hands rub back up her and land on the straps to her bra. She arched her back so I could remove it. She blushed more as I popped open, one by one, those annoying little clasps. It was difficult for me to open, being my first time ever removing a bra. I couldn't imagine putting one on.

She let me slide it down her arms and throw it behind me.

"So beautiful," I mumbled possibly too low for her ears as I saw her in only panties.

Bella swallowed heavily but continued watching me.

Do I dare do this? My mind raced. I wanted to taste her so bad, but being that close to such an intimate part of her… Yes. I could. I love her, and I will give her everything her body craves.

Very slowly, I lowered myself while pulling her more so her legs dangled off the bed. Then I moved to kiss her delicate stomach. My hands went to the edge of her panties. I continued kissing down her form until my lips were at her navel. I looked up at her. Her head was thrown back and her heart sped more and more and more. Her chest was flushed and her sweet pink peaks were proudly erect. I all but growled at the sight. "Bella," my voice was low and husky. "Look at me."

Her head rose, her eyes popped out seeing where I was going, and her mouth slacked into an 'o'.

With my eyes targeted on the evil bow, I lowered more and more. My kisses going south from her navel. She was gasping by this point and her tiny hands were clenching onto the sheets for her dear life.

Soon I stopped the kisses and came edge to edge with my desire.

Making sure she was still watching, I smiled and grabbed the little blue bow with my teeth and lowered. Gasping? No, she was hyperventilating now.

Small, soft, little springs of Bella's hair popped out as I continued lower.

Once the panties were at her thigs I pulled them off with my hands and kissed back up her legs as slowly and torturously as I could. Her hips started buckling. I lingered at her milky thighs. Impatient moans escaped her now swollen lips. I laughed. If only she knew, this is just the beginning.

Thanks guys! If you review I will put more chapters up. Still not sure how long it will be. I'm thinking of going from the third time, until the unexpected chapter of Breaking Dawn. Please review. Its easy making these things when you review! Love ya always.