I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR THE CHARACTERS THEREOF. THEY ARE THE SOLE PROPERTY OF THE GREAT WRITER STEPHANIE MEYERS--TO WHOM WE ARE GREATFUL FOR ALLOWING US TO US HER WORKS TO HONE AND BROADEN OUR OWN WRITING SKILLS AND IMAGINATION.
"MMMMmmm….Bella, are you sure we should be soing this?" Edward asked as I tugged
lightly at the hem of his shirt, caressing the cold, rock hard abs beneath.
"Why not? I am already pregnant" I responded, kissing his neck.
"Yes, I heard. What I mean is, what about the baby? What if I hurt it? I would never
forgive myself should something happen because of me." Edward said as he pulled me
away from his tempting neck.
"Edward Michael Cullen, have you lost all interest in me already?" I teased, crossing my
arms over my chest.
"Don't be absurd! Of course not. It is just that, ..that-"
"Look Edward, Carlisle said that both me and the baby were perfectly fine. And couples
have been having sex while pregnant forever." I placed my hands on each side of his face,
lowering mine to within an inch of his. Then my voice lowered." And I want you Edward.
I need you.I need your kiss" I said and leaned down to lightly kiss his cold lips." I need
your touch" I said as I grabbed his hand, pulling to my abdomen and ran my fingers
lightly across his cheek. "I need all of you Edward" . I kissed him just behind the ear.
"Please". I trailed moist kisses down his neck and back up his throat, stopping to look in
his eyes , mine full of passion and hunger for him." Please Edward." His breathes were
ragged now, his eyes dark and hazy. I shifted just enough to cause a little friction between
us as I wiggled, still straddling him on the bed. "Please Edward" I whispered again,
running my hand down and around the back of his neck, my lips half an inch from his
now.
Edward let out a low, gutteral growl as his mouth claimed mine. His kiss was hard,
demanding as his need washed over him, taking control. Quickly, he grabbed me, flipping
us so that he lay on top of me now. His mouth traveled along my throat, collar bone,
pausing only to remove my shirt and bra.Edward's hand slid up my side, down my arm,
hip and thigh. His tongue flicked at my breasts as he undid and removed my jeans and
panties. I ran my hands under his shirt, pulling it upwards and over his head, revealing his
hard, muscular torso. My hands rubbed up and down his chest and abs causing him to
shiver as they reached the band of his jeans. He lifted his head to look at me as I undid the
jeans and reached behind him to tug them down over his hips. His mouth captured mine
again then as his hands glided across my stomach, down the top of my thighs only to
lightly, torturously slowly slid back up the inner side of my thigh. "Please Edward" I
moaned as his fingers got closer to their destination. I arched toward him, causing a smirk
to cross his face. His fingers finally reaching my core, only lightly traced the opening,
barely touching at all, causing me to writhe with wanton lust for him. "Please" I begged
louder. Edward grinned and pushed his fingers into me. I arched compulsively as I
moaned again. His mouth came down on mine, his tongue matching the rhythm of his
fingers now moving within me. Just when I thought I could stand no more, Edward
pulled his fingers out of me, rising above me now. He kissed me over and over as his tip
pressed into me, causing me to cry out his name. He was huge and hard and I was so
ready. I would never get enough of him. Never. I would always want more. I belonged to
him, now and forever.
I shivered slightly at the sudden coolness of Edward's skin now. He was returning to his
vampiric state as he came down from his high of our love-making. Edward eased out
from underneath the covers and pulled them tight around me. I groaned in protest to his
pulling away. He smiled.
"I can't have the mother of my child catching cold can I?" he teased.
"It would be worth it to be next to you, touching you" I said, pulling the quilts down far
enough to lay my head on his hard cold chest. Edward smiled bigger and wrapped his arm
around me.
"It is late love and you need your rest. Tomorrow will be a very big day"
I knew what he was referring to--to telling Charlie about the baby. That was one
conversation with my dad I did not look forward too. Especially after that embarrassing
night when he brought the subject of sex up months earlier .I snuggled closer to Edward
as he began to stroke my hair and sing my lullaby. It was only a matter of minutes before
my body gave in to the exhaustion of the day.
