I was completely exhausted. Alice had been bombarding me with the wedding plans all day, telling me over and over how excited she was and thanking me continuosly for letting her put my wedding together. Needless to say, it was the longest day of my life.

"It's no problem, Alice, really," was my repsonse to all of her comments. By this point I was so tired that I really had no energy to keep listening to her. She knew I didn't want to hear it, but her mind-boggling joy was preventing her mouth from staying shut.

"Oh, Bella! It will be so beautiful! And don't worry, I didn't invite too many people. I promise!"

"So tell me again, Alice, who is coming tomorrow, exactly?

"Well, lets see...Carlisle and Esme and the rest of us, of course, and your parents. Jacob's dad is coming for sure, but I'm not so sure about the wolf boy..."

"It's a no for Jacob, Alice. He, um..."

"I know, Bella. It's ok," she said hurridly. "Anyway, Mike, Jessica, Angela, and Ben are coming, and a few family friends. That's all! Are you ok with that, or do you want me to shoo everyone away when they show up tomorrow?"

"Don't bother, Alice, it's perfectly fine! I trust you!"

"Thanks, Bella," she replied as we both heard her phone buzz. She gave me a quick, mischevious smile as she turned away to take the call. I should have known better than to trust Alice with this. There's too much room for her to go nuts with something this big. I was a little flustered by this thought, and found it a perfect time to quietly slip away from her and head off to bed. I knew she already had known I was going to leave, but I stepped away quietly anyway to ease my own guilt a little.

The evening sun was pouring in through the magnificent windows of the Cullen house as I climbed the stairs to our bedroom. Every inch of white wall in the house was covered in sparkling light, creating a calming glow that pushed my eyelids further over my tired eyes. It was a struggle to make it up the stairs without falling asleep. I barely noticed that I had almost killed myself twice on the way up thanks to my drowsiness. I was keeping my thoughts concentrated on Edward's...our, lovely bed that was waiting for me at the end of the hall.

I jumped when I saw him lying there on the bed. Alice had told me the whole family was out hunting today, so his presence was quite a suprise for my sleepy brain to comprehend. A tiny shriek escaped my lips and through haze of the evening I could see a crooked smile growing over his perfect face.

"Good evening, love," he cooed. He laughed a little at my startled expression.

I was instantly relaxed at the sound of his voice, though, and made my way over to him, falling into his arms as I reached him. His skin was ice-cold, sending my body into a cunvulsion of shivers and waking me ever so slightly from my half-asleep universe. He was my universe now, cradling me close to his body. I felt whole again, as if missing him for an entire day had torn a hole in my intricately stitched-together heart.

"How was your day? Alice must have kept you incredibly busy."

"Yeah..." was all I could manage to say as he leaned over and brushed his lips agaisnt my forehead.

"I've missed you terribly, you know. It's so hard for me to be away from you for even a moment."

"I thought you were supposed to be gone until tomorrow," I said with the best pleading voice I could muster. I knew he liked that.

I was right. I felt his smile return as he turned me toward his face and kissed me again. "I couldn't stay away, my love. Everyone else will return tomorrow. Alice has gone to join them now that I'm back, so we have the whole house to ourselves."

He pulled me toward him in the midst of a passionate kiss with these words. I thought I knew where this was going, but I couldn't fight. It felt so good. He had never been this romantic before. He gently hoisted me up by my waist and sat up so I could straddle his lap, never pulling away from our kiss. Without warning, his icy tongue entered my mouth and began exploring and tasting at will. I let out a little gasp and felt the cold retreat.

"Did I do something wrong?" he asked innocently. I could see the fire in his topaz eyes, waiting for me to say something so it could continue to burn.

"No, not-" It returned before I could finish and continued its work. Suddenly he was on the outside, too, licking the outline of my lips with a gentle fury. Willingly, I let him go, enjoying every second of it. With a pleasurefull sigh I let my tongue enter his mouth too, and we were locked together, hopelessly entwined in our own mess of love. Before long, I could feel his large, hard hand on my back, caressing me with such ease and grace that I let out a small moan of pleasure. It seemed to urge him on, so he continued, working his way around my curves and sensitive spots, inside and outside my shirt. I grabbed him tighter, winding my hands in his gorgeous copper hair and grasping his neck for dear life. God, he smelled so good. I never wanted to let go.

Eventually, his hands made it around to the front of my shirt and he paused when his icy fingers reach my breasts, and I shuddered again. We made eye contact for a second, and I let him know with my wild eyes that I was waiting. He understood and began unbuttoning my shirt. I moved my own hands there to help him, but he was in charge now, silently insisting on doing it himself. I didn't resist, and istead arched myself toward him so he could slip off the blouse with ease. I felt my bra loosen not long after that, and he carelessy tossed it aside where it landed on top of my blouse far away on the floor.

I weakend from the site of his enthused eyes and fell backward onto the bed. I watched him closely, following the movements of his eyes as he studied every inch of my naked upper-half.

"Bella..."he sighed.

"Yes?"

"Why didn't you ever tell me how incredibly beautiful you are?"

"I thought you already knew."

His smile was mad. I only had a second to look at it before feeling my eyelids close as a tension suddenly wakened inside of me. I could feel his cold lips on my stomach, slowly working their way upward with his hands guiding the way. He kissed every inch of me that he could reach, and when he found my the curve of my breasts, he went rampid. I could feel him all over my chest as he let his tongue explore their soft surface. I let out a cry as he made his way to my nipple, while keeping his hand going on my other breast. My heart was pounding out of my chest at that point, and I was glad no one was home to hear it. It belonged to Edward only.

He heard it too, and stopped his savage kissing for a moment so he could lay an ear over my heart.
"I'm going to miss that,"he panted. "I swear I'll go crazy when I can't hear that sound again." I kissed his head for that. How thoughtful he was. I'm so glad I have found him.

He only hesitated for another second before finishing what he had started. My pleasure was beginning to build, and I knew the site of his perfectly-chisled chest would help to send me over the edge, so I reached out to help him pull his shirt off. He saw my hands and beat me to it, pausing so I could run my hands along its immaculate details. My eyes closed again as I felt his hands work their way down my body, stopping at my shorts. I heard a low growl inside his chest as he pulled the fabric down to my ankles. As I lay there, I could feel the cold moving down below the thin band of my panties-hesitant, but full of purpose. He quickly reached my sweet-spot and I let out another moan. He groaned,too, as he began to work. I could feel his tempo increasing rapidly, and with it, my moans and sighs came louder and faster.

"Edward!...Oh...oh god, Edward!...Ohhhhhh!!"

He liked this, I could tell, because shortly after that I felt more cool air around my middle as my panties miraculously disappeared. Part of me wanted to protest-this was going way too far before our wedding night. Suddenly, though, he was inside of me, and I forgot all of my regrets. In and out he went, slowly at first, but then his fingers sailed faster and faster through me while his free hand continued to work on my sweet-spot. I could feel myself begin to sweat as I braced myself to slip over the edge. By this time I was shaking violently and letting out moans more freely than ever. Then I could feel wetness between my legs, and then his tongue was there too quickly. I could sense his excitement as he began to taste me. The pleasure doubled over then.

"Oh, Edward! Uhhh...!"

He felt my urgency to come to, and just pushed harder, faster. I couldn't take it anymore! He groaned, and I let out a long scream.

The orgasm crashed down on me like a tidal wave and washed up through my veins, sending chills and more waves of pleasure behind it. I couldn't feel myself anymore; the pleasure had engulfed me. I awoke from my trance to the sound of panting and saw Edward leaning over me with his mouth wide open and his eyes on fire.

"Did you enjoy that, my Bella?" he asked suductivelly, still out of breath.

"Oh god, Edward! I...I..." I simply couldn't find the words. He understood, I saw, as he lowered himself next to me and pulled my limp, naked self tightly to his chest. He kissed my cheek softly and began to hum my lullably.

"Go to sleep now, my angel. I will meet you again at the alter tomorrow." The soft sound of his voice reminded me of how tired I had been, so without even trying, my lids closed as I fell into a deep sleep to the sweet sound of my lullaby.