AN: For those with weak stomachs/are very young/don't like extremely romantic scenes, it is suggested that you skip the first part.

EPOV

Immortality made all the difference.

I remembered the first time we'd done this, and it was nearly painful for both of us. I had to control myself, so I wouldn't hurt her. My eyes were darker than they'd ever, been, and Bella had seen that.

But now…I didn't need to be so careful anymore. I was on top of her, and Bella was holding me close to her. I felt so utterly blissful.

I pulled out of her, feeling that explosion of pleasure in my mind. She was gasping and moaning my name. I pulled her mouth to mine.

"Bella," I moaned into her mouth.

My lips slowly roamed from her mouth down her jaw, her neck, her collarbone…to her chest.

Her breasts were beautiful and pale. I took them both in my hands, and I heard Bella moan my name. "Edward!" I glanced up, and her eyes were closed. I pressed my lips to one of her breasts and put it in my mouth. As my tongue attacked it, she screamed. "Oh, Edward! Don't stop!"

I wasn't going to, anytime soon. It was just so…wow. I switched to the other one soon enough, and I heard Bella moan again. Finally, she pushed me off. Since she was stronger than me (I wasn't really happy to admit that at first, but it was inevitably true), she was able to force me to comply, though I would have, anyways. Her lips drew a path down my chest and down to the area between my legs. She put her mouth on me and started to move her head up and down. I felt her sharp teeth graze a sensitive spot.

"Bella…." I moaned, my fingers in her hair. "Uh…Bella...keep going...."

The pleasure of being so intimate with Bella was just amazing. I could never get used to the passion in the atmosphere every night that we were alone. She wanted me, and I wanted her. I lay there, moaning her name, until her lips were back on mine.

"Edward, I love you." Her voice was a faint whisper.

Flipping her brown hair back, I put my lips at her ear. "As do I."

I flipped us over so that I was on top of her. Her legs spread apart, and I positioned myself between them, and went in again.

As the sun came up, my mouth stayed glued to Bella's. We'd passed much of the early hours by just kissing and caressing in bed, undressed. Finally, as sparkles danced on our skin again, I sighed and pulled her up.

"Time to get up, my beautiful."

She sighed. I pulled her into my arms and picked her up, and proceeded to carry her into the bathroom. Her mahogany hair fell onto my chest, and it felt so good there.

"Here, Bella, love." I handed her a simple, white sundress. She gave me a grateful look and slipped the dress on over her head, and

"What are we going to do today?" she asked. I breathed in the sweet scent that her breath carried. I yanked on my boxers, shorts, and gave her another kiss.

"Hunting," I replied against her lips.

"On the island?" I heard skepticism in her voice.

"Yes," I breathed. I brushed my fingertips under her eyes, and felt her shudder. "It's darkening, dear. How long have you gone without hunting?"

She sighed. "Two months, three weeks, and six days."

"Much too long," I murmured. "You've held out longer than we have. The rest of us hunt every two or three weeks. You have to get some blood in you sometime."

"Yes, I know, Edward." She sighed.

I was slightly surprised, though. "But your strength is still the same…hmm…usually, if you're thirsty – no, if you have a hint of darkness under your eyes – your strength will falter."

She shrugged. "I've always been the odd one. No surprise there."

With a roughness that surprised even me, I grabbed her and molded her body to mine. "That's not true," I murmured. "You're beautiful. You're different, but not odd, nor weird, nor strange. You are perfect."

Her arms wrapped around my neck. My lips parted just a little bit, and her tongue traced my lips. My own tongue forced her tongue back into her mouth, and I traced her lips. We finally broke apart, gasping.

"Give me a moment," she pleaded, collapsing on my chest. I was breathing heavily, too. We just embraced each other for a minute until our breathing became regular again. She smiled up at me timidly.

"Okay, so we're hunting?" she asked, just to clarify today's plan.

"Yes, we are. And I thought that we should go back tomorrow."

"Sounds good to me," she agreed.

"Okay."

I stared into her eyes – much darker than they were two months ago – and I could see her soul in them. She was perfect through and through.

Her hand ran down my chest to my waist. "You need to put a shirt on."

"Do I?"

"No." She grinned shyly and pecked me on the lips again.

"Let's go."

We flew out the door and up the hill to the forest.

"I wonder what kind of game there is?" Bella wondered.

"Probably small animals." Suddenly I thought of another idea. "Or would you like to swim to the mainland? There's bigger game there. I don't think it'll take us over an hour there and over an hour back."

She smiled. "Yes," she agreed.

We raced back down to the beach. "Ready, Bella?" I asked her.

"Yep. Ready!"

We waded out into the water and I held her hand. Within five minutes, Isle Esme was out of sight.

"We're going so fast," Bella breathed.

"Would you like me to carry you?" I asked, smirking.

She smirked back. "Right. As if! More like would you like me to carry you."

"Are you serious?" I asked her.

She shrugged nonchalantly, but I could see a glimmer of excitement sparkle in her mind. "Sure, why not? You carry me all the time, it's my turn now."

Before I could react, she had pulled me onto her back and was speeding through the water toward the mainland.