It was our wedding night, and Edward and I were in Carlisle's office, both of us in bathrobes. I was blushing more than I've ever blushed before. I had failed to arouse him. Although he assured me he was incredibly turned on, he stayed flaccid.
"Carlisle, do you and Esme have sex?" he asked.
"Why do you ask, Edward?"
"Well, I promised Bella that we'd make love tonight, and I can't, you know," I blushed even redder.
"Of course you can't Edward," Carlisle sounded exasperated, "You don't have any blood. Even if you did, there's no way for it to get there. You have two medical degrees and this idea never crossed your mind?"
"To tell you the truth, my mind was somewhere else entirely,"
"Edward," I scolded as I blushed more.
"Goodnight Carlisle," Edward said. He stood up and swept me in his arms. Before I knew it, I was on the bed.
"Edward, what are you…" he mashed his lips into mine. His cold hands were untying the belt of my robe. His lips moved down to my throat as his hands explored my body. They brushed my nipples, skimmed over my stomach and hips. They moved down the outside of my thighs, and back up the inside. His right hand brushed over my folds, teasing me. I gasped. Edwards hand stopped moving.
"Too cold?" he asked me.
"No," I managed to get out. He moved his lips back to mine as his thumb rubbed my nub. I let out a small moan against his lips. I barely noticed that his free hand had moved back to my breasts and was gently caressing them.
His finger slowly circled my opening. His lips moved along my jaw to my ear. "I love you," he whispered. He planted kisses back along my jaw. He kissed my lips, hard as his finger plunged into me. I moaned loudly as it moved in and out.
He added another finger, making my heart race. Soon, I was stretching around four fingers, and his lips were at my breasts. He pulled them out, but before I could protest, his fist was thrust into my now gapping hole. I screamed in a combination of pain and pleasure. He moved in and out, and I could feel my peak coming.
"Oh, god, Edward," I screamed as I climaxed. He pulled his hand out and licked it, tasting me.
"It's almost as good as your blood," he stated. He was kissing me again. He kissed down my body, making his way down to my opening. His cold breath felt amazing on my over-heated sex. His tongue ran up my slit before teasing my clit.
"God, Edward," I said. He took this as a clue to go farther. He thrust his cold, hard tongue into me. It swirled and penetrated, bringing a moan from me. My body shuddered as another orgasm overcame me.
"How do you feel?" Edward asked, his body now next to mine.
"Amazing. What made you decide to do that?" I was still panting.
"I read Carlisle's mind. He was thinking about how Esme uses a vibrator to pleasure herself, and I realized that I could pleasure you without actually sleeping with you. But now I wish I could have felt you around me,"
"Yeah, you have no idea how amazing an orgasm feels,"
"I have an idea," he stated. "Wait here,"
I waited, and in five minutes, he was back with a syringe full of a red liquid.
"Edward, is that blood?" I asked, shocked.
"From a mountain lion," he assured me. He dropped his robe and stuck the needle into his member. As he pushed the plunger down, it grew to an amazing size. He dropped the syringe and jumped onto the bed.
"I love you Bella Swan," he said before his lips met mine passionately. His now hard member was at my opening, and I thrust my hips upward, forcing him into me. He thrust into me, driving my hips down. When he was all the way inside me, he broke the kiss.
"God, that feels amazing," he said
"I know," I said, as he slowly pulled out and entered again. He increased his speed, driving into me hard. I screamed as I came again. He slowed his pace as my muscles continued to pleasure him. He released inside me and I screamed, this time out of pain. He pulled out quickly.
"Oh, god, Bella, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize that it would be replaced with Venom. Carlisle!" he yelled. Within seconds, Carlisle was in the room. I was coherent enough to see him take in my naked, writhing body.
"She needs morphine, I'll explain everything else later," I less than a minute, I could feel a needle being stuck into my arm. I drifted off to sleep as the pain began to subside.