This is life after Breaking Dawn. Renesmee is now old enough to be with Jacob. The story is now from Jacob's point of view and how his and Renesmee's relationship goes on the honeymoon...

Isle Esme

We arrived at Isle Esme around noon-ish. I heard this was were Bella and Edward- my new in laws- had their honeymoon and wow! They was right, this place is amazing! I would have to thank them sincerely.

"Wow, this is amazing!" I said to Nessie as we reached the big house. "Now come here you!"

I pulled Renesmee into my arms, her scent sent my head into a daze. I held her close to my chest, i didn't want to let her go but I wasn't sure how far I wanted this to go just yet. Our lips moved in synchronization. Her smooth lips made me tremble. I stopped as we got through the door, I didn't want to take this too far just yet.

"Hey! I wasn't done kissing you yet!" She said. This made me feel awful. I didn't want Renesmee to read to much into it, I didn't want to hurt her feelings. I just wasn't sure if I was ready, or if she was ready. I hung my head.

"I know, I wasn't either. I've got to get our bags and then we'll finish were we left off." I smiled and winked and then went to get our bags.

I hated to do this too her. I know she wanted to have sex whilst we were here and so did I, but I wanted it to be perfect. She mentioned the issue once or twice.

*flashback*

"Jake, on our honeymoon. I mean is it going to be a real honeymoon? Or just hanging out like always." Renesmee asked. She caught me off guard.

I had thought about this over and over and I knew that I wanted her, all of her.

"It is going to be a real honeymoon sweetheart, I promise." I replied.

"Thank you. I can't wait" ...

*present*

I knew we didn't or wouldn't get much alone time back home, so I wanted to do everything here that couldn't happen much at home. People just interfere so much with our relationship, I know Edward still didn't trust me much. I wasn't too sure about Bella. But they just don't understand how much I truly and deeply love Renesmee, I love her more than I have ever loved anybody, at all. I loved her more than I loved Bella anyway. I think that could be a reason that Edward didn't trust me much.

We walked around the big house hand in hand. We reached the kitchen and through the patio doors was an amazing view and the way to the beach. The golden brown sand glistened as the beaming, hot sun shined down on us. Renesmee looked beautiful in the sunlight, her ivory skin dazzled me.

We sat and watch movies for days, only moving to eat. We kissed a lot, but no sex. Not yet. Renesmee and I sat intertwined watching a comedy from years ago, but it still got us laughing: It was called Superbad.

"Jake." Renesmee almost whispered..

"Yeah." I looked at her and then carried on watching the T.V. I wasn't sure what was up with her. I was confused. But I could probably guess: The big bad sex issue.

"Is this all were going to do!?" She screamed at me! I just looked at her: blank. She sighed and continued. "It's just, this is our honeymoon and all we have done is sit and watch movies, for 3 days!"

I understood. It was the sex thing. I think now was the time, and this would be perfect. She started to continue and I cut her off with a kiss. A passionate, intimate kiss. "I get it"- I stopped kissing her and leant back- "You want to take this to the bedroom?" I stared into her beautiful, electric blue eyes for a moment. She twisted her fingers into my hair.

"Yes." She stuttered on the word. Did she really want this? She sounded as though she was unsure.

I laughed once. "You sure about that." and giggled again. Then I started kissing her more erotically and ferociously. I wrapped her long, smooth legs around my waist as I took my top off. Her perfect, beautiful face stared at me in anticipation and happiness. I locked my body over hers as her hands caressed my hair. I rubbed my hands all over her back as our lips moved in synchronization.

"To the bedroom" I whispered as I picked her up. And we went to the big, white bedroom and continued..

I woke again in the morning, the sun shining through the blinds, the smell of the ocean brushed passed my face. I stared down at Renesmee, she was still sleeping. She looked so calm and peaceful and even more beautiful than ever. God, I loved her so much. No matter how many times I said that, no one could grasp the love I possessed for her.

She lay on top of me, and she woke up.

"Hey honey"- I whispered into her ear- "How you feeling?"

"Happy", she answered. That was good. That is all I wanted, for Renesmee to be happy. It made me happy, seeing her happy and knowing that the fear and anxiousness of sex has just disappeared. Last night was completely and utterly perfect.

"Me too." I whispered and kissed the top of her head. "I love you Renesmee Black." Renesmee Black. That had a good ring to it! She was my wife, officially mine for as long as we both shall live.

She smiled and whispered back "I love you too."

We started kissing passionately and carried on from where we left off last night...