It was as though everything suddenly made sense. As though a surge of electricity traveled through my body, igniting feelings that I had buried deep inside of myself long ago. My heart was beating quickly, and it was only then that I realized that I had lost. Edward had erased all my intentions of revenge, or hostile behavior. I starred into his topaz eyes, the eyes that I had missed so terribly, the eyes that I always believed held the entire world. There weren't any words that would come out of my mouth coherently, I was, once more, defenseless in the arms of my angel. My hands moved on his chest, smoothing down invisible wrinkles in the soft fabric of his shirt. My eyes strayed to his lips before quickly looking back into his magnetic eyes. I slowly brought my face closer to his, parting my lips, just enough to feel his breath on my skin, before tilting my head down. My lips found themselves at the base of his neck, simply resting there, simply warming his body with my unnatural heat. I began gliding my lips across his neck, placing a few kisses, softer then a moth's wings across his soft, cold skin. I was moving at a painfully slow pace, his hands shifted to rest softly on my hips. I continued my path towards his soft lips, the closer I got, the tighter the grip he had on my hips would get. The contact of our skin was driving me wild. I finally made my way to his lips, he was still, our eyes closed, and my lips softly pushed on his pillowy lips. His stone-like figure became responsive, his left hand making a trail from my hip, up my back, past the center of my shoulder blades, before tangling itself in my long brown hair, inavertedly pulling me closer to his hard body. His tongue made its way past my lips; I let my body start to fall back onto the bed, bringing him down on top of me. He quickly straddled me, both of his hands now tangled in my hair, as my hands were reaching under the hem of his shirt, slowly rubbing the soft cold skin of his back. He abruptly pulled his lips away from mine.
"I love you... God do I love you Bella." He sounded out of breath, something I had never imagined him sounding like. He almost seemed at a loss for words. His lips came crashing down on mine once more, our lips parting. His teeth roughly pulled at my bottom lip, my back arching up in pleasure. He softly bit down on my lip, a small drip of the cursed red blood that still plagued my body making its way onto his tongue. He pulled his lips back abruptly, unsure of what he was doing anymore.
"Edward, please..." My eyes were pleading with him, my hands digging into his cold back. He suddenly stood up at the foot of the bed, breaking himself from my grasp. I sat up, my eyes not leaving his black orbs.
"Edward, you can't hurt me anymore... you can't." My voice was hoarse, I was having trouble breathing. I stood up, placing my hands in his. He leaned in, his forehead meeting mine before our lips entangled themselves once more in a passionate kiss. My hands quickly found the buttons of his shirt, ripping it open, scattering buttons all over the floor. His cold hands made their way to the buttons of my blouse, carefully unbuttoning the remaining buttons. My hands ran across his ridiculously toned stomach, before reaching up to his shoulders, which I clung on to as though my life would end without his touch. His lips parted from mine, running down my neck, to my now exposed chest. His lips left trails across the skin that my red lace bra exposed. His hands maneuvered themselves to the clasp of my bra, quickly untieing it. He cupped my breasts quickly, his lips never leaving my skin before I ripped myself from his touch. I turned us, pushing him down roughly onto the bed. I removed my skirt, standing at the foot of the bed, he was sprawled out, propping himself up with his elbows. His eyes followed my skirt falling to the floor, before trailing back up slowly to meet my eyes. A smirk made its way onto my lips. I kneeled onto the bed, crawling to him. His hands reached out, grabbing me by the material of my red lace underwear, pulling me to his body. There was nothing to hold me back anymore, I wanted this, I wanted him, my Edward. It had been so long since I had felt this complete, this satisfied. I quickly undid his pants, helping him slid out of them. I laid on his body once more, my body heat rising; It was as though I was boiling, as though the heat was mirroring the passion running through us. My eyes met his, and for a moment, shock ran through my body... his eyes were blue. His lips slightly parted, he looked at me, equally shocked.
"You're eyes..." I managed to say, a lump caught in my throat. Was I doing something wrong?
"You're eyes are blue, Bella." His voice seemed shaky. What? I pulled away from him for a moment, running to the washroom attached to the bedroom. I found myself in-front of a mirror, starring at blue eyes. Edward stood behind me, looking marveled at his own eyes. He suddenly looked away from our reflections and turned to look at me.
"Bella... we're made for one another." His lips curved into a smile, his eyes dancing. I smiled at him, before dashing out of the washroom, throwing myself onto the bed, spreading myself across the comforter. He soon stood above me before laying down beside me. His hands found their way to my jaw, slowly tracing my jawbone.
"You'll never know how much I suffered all these years without you... God... I still can't believe you're right here, with me, laying on this bed. I'm never going to be able to forgive myself, Bella, but right now, I'm so happy that you're the way you are." His nose found its way to my neck, carefully taking in my scent which was only amplified after my transformation. My hands found their way to his chest, making themselves at home on his perfect body.
"Edward Cullen, you will never understand how much I need you here." My lips then parted, meeting passionately with his once more. I climbed onto him once more, and we let our passion take us over. Something we had never been able to do before, something we had never ventured doing in the past, what with my frail human body, and his strong desire for my blood ready to overpower him at any moment. Our bodies seemed to yearn for re-compensation for the near decade we had spent apart. How I ever hated this man, this perfect Adonis, this God, I will never know, never understand. All that mattered now, was that Edward was mine, and I would be forever his...