The Honey and the Moon: (Starts on page 85 of Breaking Dawn)
The soft white comforter molded around my body as Edward tenderly laid me on the bed. His cool form was before me with skin as pale as the moon that loomed outside the windowed wall. For a moment we were perfectly still basking in each other's presence. There was nothing to stand between us now, not even a shred of clothing after our starlit ocean swim. All my fears, my panic, were gone now. The nervousness had left my body when I stepped into the salty bath water of the sea, now all I felt was anticipation.
Edward looked down at me taking in every inch of my face, of my expression of yearning and desire just as I looked into his eyes and saw those same emotions there twisting around in the golden honey hues of his eyes. He then lightly he trailed his cool fingers across my face sending chilling shivers through my body which only increased the fire that burned inside. I could think of nothing more then wanting him closer. My fingers unclasped from themselves and swirled in his wet hair. I pulled him down to me for a kiss, soft at first then more passionate.
The space between his cold body and my fevered one diminished. Our kiss broke then, but he didn't pull away. He simply moved his icy lips to my neck; it was then that he finally let his fingers roam. Lightly he traced down my arm then down my side moving over skin that had never before been touched by his hand or any other. I had to catch my breath, somewhere along the way I had forgotten to breathe. Every touch was exhilarating, every sensation more then I ever could have imagined. I was on fire and he was ice, but his freezing touches only made me burn hotter. My eyes rolled back in my head and my breath thickened. Then he was frozen again for a moment. His fingers trailed back up my side and my eyes met his yellow ones. My breath once again was caught in my throat. The look across his face was thoughtful as if he were making a decision and for a fraction of a second I felt that panic return that had struck me in the bathroom before I walked out onto the sandy white beach. However, before I could say anything, even think anything more, he had made his decision.
I gasped for air never breaking my gaze with Edward as we became one, as our bodies moved in a rhythmic dance. We fit together so perfectly, like a lock and key and he was unlocking such wonderful things in me. My fingers dug into his skin as the bliss flowed through my body with every move he made. I had never felt so complete before, this was everything I had dreamed it would be and more. He kissed me again then, hungry and fevered. There was no holding back anymore and it was amazing.
I lost all track of time after that. Honestly I lost all sense of reality after that. If it hadn't been so intense, so real, I might have thought that I was just fantasizing again. Edward was all I could think about and even though this was the closest we would ever get to sharing one body I felt like he was never close enough; I was constantly clawing at him wanting him closer, deeper. I ran my hands over his beautifully pale and perfect skin. I felt his muscles tighten and relax. His breath sweet as honey was as labored as mine though not from necessity.
Cool lips brushed my neck then and suckled at my skin. My toes curled. My fingers dug deeper. My breathing was haggard. Then all my senses shut down. As my breath stopped in my throat and my eyes rolled back a blissful sensation swept through me. I relaxed into the softness of the bed and felt Edward relax before me as well. My eyelids felt heavy, my body peaceful. Just before I drifted off the sight of falling white flakes drifting in the moonlight caught my eye. Could it be snow, but that wasn't possible, not here in this tropical climate, not inside. My mind however was unable to form any coherent thought at that moment and I welcomed sleep.