So, I suppose some of you are wondering about the title of this story and since it isn't really arbitrary (or at least I'd like to think it isn't), I would really like to explain it to you. Well, the story is set after New Moon, more precisely it starts almost at the end of chapter 16, only Alice never had a vision about Bella cliff diving, so she didn't come to visit and Jacob and Bella weren't interrupted while they were inside the truck, outside her house.
As many of you may already know, New Moon is the title of the second book because a new moon is also an absent moon, which means those are the darkest nights of all. So New Moon is the darkest period of Bella's life. A Crescent Moon is the phase that follows a new moon and is just a little visible 'C' shaped moon. So, this story is the time of Bella's life when her nights start having some light again.
By the way, it is rated M for sexual content, moderated, but sexual nonetheless.
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Crescent Moon
By M. Vuckets (Allegra.Jane.Alec)
"There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another." Cyrill Connolly
"No pleasure greater than that of a consumated forbidden love" Me
Preface
I had never been to his bedroom before, but somehow and by a strange mystical reason, I felt like I belonged there. The familiar musky scent that emanated from the pillows and the wrinkle-free white blankets soothed me, calmed my already nervous body. The dozens of little candles lit all around the room only allowed me to see the contours of his big body, only shadows over his face.
But even so, I knew he was smiling at me. He wanted this. He wanted this as much as I desired it, because I did desire it. A few weeks earlier I wouldn't have been so sure, everything had happened so fast. The kisses and the caresses carefully escalating our intimacy, and now we had come to this. But in this exact moment, I had no doubts, we were one, I loved him, I truly did.
"I love you," he whispered softly. Like so many times before, he seemed to be in tune with my thoughts now.
I hesitated. I didn't know how to do this, how to be seductive. My hands trembled a little when I gently put them on his voluminous chest, right in front of me. My heart thudded frantically and I found it very difficult to breath, the perfume of the candles and the bed overwhelming my already altered senses. I lifted my face to look at his beautiful eyes.
"I love you too."
And then his big muscled arms surrounded my waist, his amazing lips crushing mine, his delicious breath entering my mouth. His gentle tongue found its way into my mouth while his hands slowly caressed my back, lifting my shirt ever so slightly. Now there was no turning back.
