AN: For some reason it posted the first thing I wrote twice, and I couldn't fix it. Hope you like. Poor Edward.

Disclaimer: Twilight is not mine. I wish.

Chapter Two: The Best Night Of Edward Cullen's Existence.

EPOV

I couldn't take my eyes off her. Her face was pressed against my chest as I slowly carried her up to the house. Her eyes were closed, but I could tell she wasn't sleeping. My beautiful Bella. Isabella Cullen.

Unable to stop myself, I bent my head and gently pressed my lips to hers as I slid open the door to the bedroom. Bella sighed contently, a slow smile spreading across her face. Her warm breath clouded my senses, and for a moment I stood frozen in the doorway, unable to move. Then her eyes opened, and I saw a longing in them so deep that I knew it must have been the reflection from my own eyes. Her lips parted and she let out a small sound that was almost a moan. I knew I must be "dazzling" her, as she put it, but I couldn't contain the lust that I usually tried to keep hidden from her.

I jumped, and we landed gently on the bed. For Bella, only a fraction of a second would have passed, and usually she'd be completely disorientated, but her eyes never left mine and I honestly didn't think she noticed where she was anymore. I settled her on her back and I set about to ensure she got the complete human marital experience.

Lying down beside her, I gently kissed her neck, suppressing a shiver of my own when she shivered beneath me. With my left hand I stroked her skin, from her neck to her stomach to her hips, and as far down her thighs as I could reach without moving. Her skin was so soft, like silk. Moving my lips lower, I shifted so that I was hovering above her, so as to get a further range. My hands didn't stop moving, stroking, caressing her. After pausing at her breasts with both my mouth and fingers, I trailed my lips over her stomach. As my hands caressed the outsides of her perfect thighs they parted suddenly, and I heard a low moan that would have escaped the notice of human ears. Gripping the backs of her thighs with my hands, I moved my lips lower, tasting the skin above and around her pubic hair.

Could I do this right? I'd certainly heard everything there was to know about, well, everything from the minds of others, but actually putting it into practice was an entirely different matter. On the other hand, we'd done well enough a few minutes ago, since neither of us had any actual experience to speak of. Screw it, we'd done more than well enough; it had been more that I ever could have imagined. Pausing, I looked up at Bella, and was fiercely aroused by what I saw. Her head was thrown back, her jaw clenched, her eyes squeezed shut. Her small hands clutched at the bed sheets on either side of her like she was holding on for dear life. Her whole body was shuddering from the anticipation. Oh, Bella!

Slowly, I pressed my lips against her, and was gratified to feel her tense and then relax under me. Encouraged, I ran my tongue along her, focusing first around her opening and then at the small nub at the top. As I sucked gently on her clitoris she gave a sudden cry and her hands tangled in my hair, pressing me closer against her. Normally her lust would have made me smile, but now I struggled to keep a hungry growl at bay, knowing she might interpret it as a different sort of hunger.

I removed one hand from her thigh and slowly slid two fingers inside of her. She moaned again, her hips bucking up.

Before she could peak I pulled my hands and lips away, wiping my face on the sheet so quickly that she couldn't notice. I settled myself above her, slipping inside her, and her groan echoed mine, as I started moving inside her. I tightened my grip on her, wishing I could be close enough that we truly were one being. Her lips found mine, and we kissed passionately, unable to get enough of each other.

She started to come again, this time dragging me with her. The way she cried out my name as her body shuddered underneath mine was too much for me, and I buried my face in her neck as I came.

So many things happened at once.

The shocking speed of her heartbeat was sending blood pumping through her veins so fast it was torture, but I hadn't noticed it until now, with the vein in her neck so close to my mouth. Spurred on by my orgasm, the beast inside me reared it's ugly head, and I couldn't have stopped myself if I'd tried. Just before my venomous teeth broke her fragile skin whatever shred of humanity inside me that remained prevailed, and I took the pillow underneath her head in my teeth, feathers flying everywhere.

Bella hadn't noticed a thing. Her eyes were closed, her mouth relaxed and content, her breathing gradually slowing. She was falling asleep. What had I done? What had I almost done to her? Unable to face myself, I rolled over until she was lying on top of me, and wrapped my arms carefully around her.

And was left with nothing but my tormenting mind to remind me that I had almost killed my beloved.

My night wouldn't get any better, I realised, as I noticed dark shadows grow on Bella's arms with horror. With her arms wrapped around my neck, I could see them clearly, and then I began to notice others on other parts of her body. Bruises shaped like my hands.