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Honeymoon Suite

Chapter 3: Finally…

Bella POV

This was it. Edward stopped wading, turned, and pulled me to him. His body was a hard and perfect as ever, but his skin felt invitingly warm. Almost comforting.

I inhaled deeply as to calm myself. But in that moment, I also got a heavy dose of his scent. It was like a shot of alcohol coursing through my system, warming me and filling me with a tingling, dizzy euphoria. I wanted more of that.

Yes, more. Something inside me was stirring, growling … something foreign, struggling to make its presence known. I want more it demanded. Edward wasn't the only one harboring a monster on the inside. My monster felt greedy, aggressive, and confident. I looked with shock into Edward's golden-amber eyes as if he might have heard it growling too.

"What?" he said, his eyes widening in imitation of mine.

"Nothing, um, it's so beautiful here, Edward. Thank you." I breathed deeply deflecting his question. "Yessss…" my monster crooned and I let a grin slip across my lips.

Edward's eyes softened in response. I loved everything about him. We were meant to be together, and I knew my scent drew him in as much as his called to me. How could we so drawn together and not be compatible?

Time to let go, Edward. No restraint, no apologies I silently prayed.

As if on cue, he started with his usual rhetoric, "Bella, you must tell me if I hurt you. I don't know…."

I cut him off. No restraint, no apologies…not tonight. "Edward, I love you. Now I want…I need…to show you how much. Just love me and let me love you," I pleaded. I felt tears welling up in my eyes, but I knew they were not tears of sadness or even of joy. They were tears of desperation, of bottled up tension that I needed to have released. I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself so close to him that I formed my naked shape to his. "Oh, God, yes!" my monster rejoiced.

I mashed my mouth to his hoping to steal away his ability to think. Our lips moved together with a sense of uncontrolled urgency. His fingers grasped my arms so firmly, I knew they would leave bruises on my skin. But I didn't care. I just couldn't tell if he was about to tear me away from him or if he wanted to keep me from breaking away from our embrace. My breathing came in short gasps. Did his breathing stop? No, no, Edward, no control….just let it happen! Breath me in, take me in…take all of me…now!

Our kissing was intense, more than he had allowed in the past. When our lips parted, I couldn't help but quickly slip my tongue cautiously into his mouth. Oh, the taste was divine! His body responded, pulling me closer to him. When we broke our deep kiss, he moved his mouth feverishly to my neck, kissing and licking up to my ear. "Bella, I want you. I want you so much," he breathed. It sent shivers down my whole body and I quaked in response.

I swore I heard something snap as my monster freed itself of any remaining shackles. There was no stopping this speeding train! Hungrily, Edward returned his lips to mine. His hands were moving so quickly over my body, caressing my thighs and my hips, locking me in a steal grip while kissing me with such passion I thought I might faint. Breathe! Breathe! I forced the command through my brain, trying to scream it over the loud roar of the monster in my head. I knew if I passed out now, the night would be a devastatingly total loss. It would just confirm all of Edward's fears and hesitations. "Don't worry…there's no way that's going to happen," the monster's voice confidently assured me.

I could tell now that Edward was taking in my scent. His grip on me tightened further – more possessive. I knew that this should hurt, but it didn't. It fueled a fire that spread quickly. Was the flow of hormones (my monster?) through my brain providing some sort of barrier to the sensation of pain? It made me feel less human – more super-human. All my senses amplified with new-found powers and every sensation against my skin was electrifying. My body was on auto-pilot. All instinct, no control, and no logic. But who needed logic now? I was drowning in pleasure and I needed no rescuing. I only wanted….more.

We seemed to be feeding off of each other's passion. It was growing white-hot in intensity. How much could it build up before it exploded? I let me hands freely roam over his body. They sought to memorize every curve, every inch of his sculpted form. He was so smooth, silky.

Suddenly, with his long fingers holding me around my waist and rib cage, he lifted me high above him. Then, starting at my belly button, he slowly kissed my body as he lowered me down the length of his. At last his eyes met mine. His were an incredible color that I had never seen before. Like molten liquid gold with flecks of black. A smile slowly spread over his face. My breath caught. At that instant I was captivated by him like I had never been before. I knew in a moment I was about to be changed. Not the change I had been begging him for – to join his existence as an immortal – no, this was the change that happened when a woman truly gives herself to someone else, and it changes who she is forever more.

Every cell in my body knew this was something I did not need to fear or would ever regret. I thought about how so many girls rush too quickly to this part of their lives. Not realizing that the gift of giving themselves to another person was the most precious gift of all.

To become one with another... I was glad I waited for this, to be able to give myself to my husband. And he had waited for me.

I gave him a smile that mirrored his own – giving my permission. His hands slid to my hips, down to my thighs and finally he grasped me firmly behind my knees. He drew my legs up around his hips. I locked them there, gasping waiting for what would happen next. At that moment he raised me up slightly, and over much time, slowly entered my body.

Finally, he was even more than the love of my existence – he was my lover.

Our rhythm began slow and patient like the subtle, gentle waves of the water in the cove. We clung fiercely to each other. Our lips pressed together firmly, as if pulled together by an unbreakable force. We moved to the beat of my heart and his breathing. Time had no meaning and I felt incapable of measuring it accurately. All I could think was "don't stop…don't ever stop". And, yes, I wanted more. I would for all eternity…

I felt a sense of urgency coursing through my body that Edward must have shared as well because the crescendo of our movement increased and increased. The water churned around us. Somehow my monster found my voice box and I let out a long, satisfied groan. With that Edward shuttered….and my man of stone became too weak to hold me anymore. He released me and leaned into my arms. I looked at him as he lay seemingly helpless in my embrace. I stroked his hair and his face. I kissed his lips so softly. And I protected him.

We spent the rest of the evening on the beach in each other's arms, enjoying and exploring all the wonders of our bodies. Eventually the sky and ocean began to change colors as the sun rose.

Edward pulled me to his chest and began to hum my lullaby. There was no resisting it. As I faded off into an exhausted but satisfied sleep, I decided there would not be any regrets when I gave up my mortal life for him – I had already been to heaven….

I stirred slighted as Edward lifted me into his arms to carry me to the house. His scent swirled around me as the ocean breeze rolled in and I breathed it in deeply. Delicious.

I hoped this day would be as wonderful as last night…

End notes: I was going to quit here, as this was the part of the story I had wanted more of. However, I've written another fanfic and am ready to take this story to the next level. Chapter 4 is Edward's POV as they leave the beach and head into the white room. It's more intense with Edward's ever shifting emotions. Read on…

Attention those who wish to send me a review criticizing the believability of my "water sex" scene: Yes, I do know water sex is not as easy as Edward and Bella make it (excuse the pun). So, just ponder this: first, this is FICTION and, second, he's a VAMPIRE. Neither is real! Besides, did you expect Edward to have a typical male part? It's a sparkly peen and it does magical things, of course. Hopefully, you are pleased with my explanation. Enjoy the next chapter…