Together at Last Chapter 1, a twilight fanfic

Edward and Bella: together at last 1

Our bodies moved together as we tumbled on to the bed. 'How did I get here?' I thought as Edward undid the clasps on my dress, his fingers running down my back ever so gently.

Finally I had had my juvenile marriage phobias proven false. Only a few hours ago we were standing up in front of nearly the entire town (courtesy of Alice, my psychic, vampire sister-in-law), getting married. The only people that I had really wanted there were Charlie, my dad, Renee, my mom, and the one person that couldn't be there: My best friend, (and well known werewolf) Jacob Black, who was currently M.I.A. Back when Edward (my wonderful, perfect new husband, and vampire) had left me in Forks, fearing that he had a bad influence on both my safety and my soul, Jake glued all of the broken pieces of me back together. After I had found out that I loved him, I had to make the pain staking, but completely obvious and unavoidable choice of choosing Edward over Jake. He took it pretty hard, and decided to take wolf form over human form. But Edward was the one piece that he never would have found in the first place, and that was the only piece that could have possibly made me whole.

"Bella," Edward whispered playfully in my ear. "Why must you be so beautiful? You're simply ravishing."

A shiver of pleasure ran up my back. His voice was velvety smooth. His half smile, the one that sent my heart into hysterics, revealed his teeth, gleaming in the otherwise dark room. Both of our bodies were completely bare. Our skin, mine ivory, his marble, glowed in the moonlight that filtered through the humongous window that covered the entire expanse of the southern wall in his bedroom; our bedroom.

Edward had fallen in love with me just about an hour after I had fallen for him. 'And so the lion fell in love with the lamb', was the way he had put it once. I was the lamb. To Edward, I was the most enticing meal on the planet. My blood sings to him, in a way. No one else has ever been as tasteful as I have been to him. But his family's surprising morals keep me alive. The Cullens only hunt animals, unwilling to endanger the lives of humans around them.

Coming back to the present I blushed, an automatic reaction to… anything really. Maybe I was reacting to the embarrassment, making myself so vulnerable. Maybe the reaction was because of his unbelievable beauty, compared to my obviously normal, plain features. Maybe, it was the intense feeling of desire for even more of him. Once again I was grateful that my thoughts were the only ones that Edward couldn't read. Or, rather hear.

A feverish pleasure filled my entire body, as both of ours moved in unison. He was everywhere at once, everywhere around me, his soul filled mine; our hearts, his motionless in his forever flawless body, mine (of coarse) beating erratically, were given to each other. Forever. For eternity.

As we reluctantly came to a stop, we forced our bodies apart, our breathing heavily saturated in ecstatic exhaustion.

"Wow," I breathed. I could really get used to this.

"What?" Edward challenged, a hint of laughter in his voice.

"I'm married! Not to mention that but my virginity just took a flying leap out the window."

His quiet laughter shook the bed and he knelt in to kiss the top of my head tenderly.

"Plus, this has to be the best honey moon ever," I said into his chest while tracing designs into his skin.

"Don't think you are one sided in your appreciation." He said, chuckling.

"And what do you have to appreciate?"

"The best smelling wife in the world. I swear, if you're senses were as advanced as mine, you would think that I just made love to a bed of roses."

It was my turn to laugh.

All at once, he tensed under my touch.

"Edward, what's wrong?" I asked urgently.

"Stay here Bella, love. I'll be back quickly," he said quietly in reply, putting clothes on.

And then, I was abruptly alone.