Chapter eleven

This is one of the miracles of love: It gives a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted.

C. S. Lewis

"And yes, I am naked under the covers," he added before turning off the lights.

Bella couldn't possible sleep knowing that Edward, a sexy piece of ass, which she couldn't deny, was lying next to her stark naked as the day he was born. But surprisingly, sleep washed over her faster than she had imagine, her dreams filled with steamy hot sex, passionately kissing and climax after climax.

"Oh God," Bella moaned, waking up as her back arched off the bed. Her whole body was flushed and she was fully aware that she had woken up as she climaxed in the dream, in real life being on the brink of one.

Her breathing was heavy as she tried to calm herself down, trying to force her body to realize that there were no way that she could finish what her dream had started. Or could she? Glancing over at Edward, she made sure that he was asleep before she snaked a hand inside her panties and found the small bud that would be able to make her relax and go back to sleep. A stroke and flick would be enough.

"Do you want a hand with that?" Bella screamed as Edward's voice spoke into her ear, his breath hot on her skin.

Trying to withdraw her hand quickly, his hand wrapped around her wrist and she wondered what he was going to do. Mock her for what she was doing? Make sure that she would never forget it?

What he did was something she would never be able to imagine; underneath the covers he drew her hand closer to his body, carefully wrapping it around his hard member. She could hear how he had to catch his breath when she squeezed ever so slightly and her body hummed in response.

"Turn on your side," he order, giving her a small push to make her going.

Awkwardly settling on her side, her back to Edward, Bella slipped her panties off, shivering with anticipation as his hand stroked her thighs. He scooted closer to her and she could feel the heat of his body and the heat of his sex against her backside, through the t-shirt.

Lifting her right leg a little and with a swift movement, he was inside her, both of them moaning with pleasure.

With deliberate and slow thrusts, Edward moved against Bella, filling her deliciously to the brink, every thrust pushing Bella closer and closer to the climax she needed so badly. And to Bella's pleasure, one of Edward's hands came around and captured one of her sensitive nipples between two fingers and squeezed and the other hand came between her legs.

In matter of minutes, Bella was trying to say out loud, with words, that she was about to come but all the words left her, rendering her speechless.

Without a word, she came, shaking violently against Edward, triggering Edward's climax as she clenched around him. With a very manly grunt, he thrusting one last time and released inside.

They laid still for what seemed like an eternity, but not nearly long enough before Edward pulled out, pulled his hands back and rolled over on his back. Bella rolled over as well, the closeness of his body nerve wracking even though he had just been as close to her as humanly possible; inside her.

Neither of them spoke as Edward rearranged the covers, not moving away from Bella much to her delight. Lying arm against arm, skin against skin, they fell asleep.

~O~O~O

Something was different and it wasn't the beautiful engagement ring and wedding ring that now adorned her hand, both of them a thin silver band with a single diamond on them. Together on her finger they looked like one beautiful ring, one of a kind. No, it was not the rings, or the heavenly bed but the heavenly scent of a man underneath her.

Blinking, the morning light bright in her new bed room, Bella lifted her head enough from her new pillow to look into a pair of intensely green eyes.

"Morning," he smirked and Bella got the sudden urge to slap the smirk of his face.

"Good morning," she murmured, pushing herself off his chest, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes; she could stay in the bed forever, live there, give birth there and die there, well rested at all time, comfortable at all time and simply happy. "What time is it?" she asked as she fished her panties out from the crumbled bed spread at the end of the bed.

"A few minutes past eight," Edward answered, stretching and placing his hand behind his head as he watched her with humor, showing off his chest.

"Should we go down for breakfast or…" she trailed off, her eyes racking over the naked man next to her.

"Hungry after the little rendezvous we had?" the smirk was making Bella's hands to itch and it took a great deal of strength to keep herself from slapping, or throwing herself at him.

"I'm hungry because a tiny human being is growing inside me, draining me for any energy I have and unless I eat, that tiny little human being won't grow strong and it will…" Bella couldn't say the word and swallowed largely and loudly before adding, "I'm hungry, deal with it."

"Don't worry, Esme is bringing us breakfast as this will be our honeymoon," he said, perfectly dodging Bella's thoughts of something happening to the baby.

"Our wedding night was our honeymoon?" Bella was surprisingly disappointed.

"No; our wedding night was our wedding night but starting from now is our honeymoon that will last for a week or two. This was easier as Carlisle is refusing to let you travel anywhere far away."

"Okay, I think I'm going to take a shower," Bella murmured, shaking her head as her eyes traveled to the very distinct swelling around the lower part of Edward's body.

Fresh out from the shower, wet and flushed, Bella felt refreshed, clean and more awake, but she was also fully aware that she had forgotten to bring clean clothes into the bathroom and that she would be very much naked in the same room as Edward. Like a nervous school girl, she wrapped herself up in a fluffy white bathrobe and took a deep breath before leaving the warm sanctuary of the bathroom.

"Good morning Bella," Esme was smiling widely as she placed a tray laden with food on the table underneath the TV, which were hanging on the wall opposite from the bed. Edward, now dressed in a pair of low hanging jeans and a black t-shirt, but he was still lying on the bed.

"Oh, good morning," Bella smiled weakly, holding the flaps of the robe tightly together so she wouldn't accidently flash herself to Esme.

"I've brought you some breakfast," she said with a smile before turning to Edward, the smile paling, "I expect you to feed your wife properly, son."

"Duly noted, mother," he smiled, making a gesture as if he were wearing a hat and tipping it to his mother.

"Can you look another way?" Bella asked after Esme had left.

"Why?" Edward asked, his eyes roaming over her.

"So I can change; I don't want to change in the bathroom because my skin will only get sticky and it will be impossible to put the clothes on."

"I've seen you naked before," Edward stated and he was right.

"Yes, I know you have but I'm not exactly looking the same way now as the last time you saw."

"A naked woman is a naked woman, not matter what and I are not going to turn another way because I won't be able to when I know that a naked woman is standing behind me. So, you have two choices; ignore me or get dressed in the bathroom."

Bella gave Edward her best glare, flattered and a wee bit insulted on the behalf of every woman in the world, skinny, chubby, pregnant or not.

"Fine," she snapped at him, turning to her dresser to find underwear and her sweats, but a t-shirt big enough to be comfortable, she nicked from Edward when he wasn't paying attention to her for a few seconds.

Letting the robe fall to the floor, she stood naked as the day she was born in front of Edward and she could feel his eyes on her, but she did her best to ignore him as she straightened out her bra before putting on and fastening it. After putting on her panties, she pulled Edward's t-shirt over her head and as she reached for her sweats, they were snapped away from her.

"Can I have my pants back?" asked, taking a step towards Edward, who was smiling brightly at her, like a little kid in a candy store.

"I don't see why you need them; there's only the two of us here."

"I'm going to get cold without them."

"There are more than enough blankets here, we have the covers and I can turn up the heat if it is needed."

"If I'm going to walk around only half dressed, it's only fair that you will be half dressed as well, don't you think?" Bella smiled innocently.

"As you wish," swiftly, he took of his t-shirt and with her sweats, threw it on the chair before offering her his hand and guiding her over to the bed.

As Bella settled in against the headboard, her legs in lotus, Edward picked up the tray and placed it on the bed before he joined, sitting next to her but not leaning against the headboard with her.

In almost silence, they ate the food Esme had made for them as they watched old shows on TV. When Cheers started, Bella started to hum the intro as she was putting jam on some toast. She had never been able to learn the lyrics and struggled a little when she tried, making Edward laugh.

"If I had known I was so funny when I was younger, I could have become a stand-up comedian instead of dealing with the Italian, Russian and British mob."

"As a part of them mob you wish you were a comedian, but as a comedian, you would wish your life was more exciting and you would wish you were a part of them mob or some dangerous tribe where you will be risking your life every minute of the day."

"You do understand I was sarcastic, right?" Bella had to ask, not quite sure if her sarcasm had been clear enough in her voice.

"Don't worry," Edward smiled, "I'm just messing with you."

"Oh, you're so funny," Bella laughed humorlessly, smacking him on the arm, the warmth of his skin making her fingers tingle.

Full on pancakes and bacon, Bella turned her attention over on Edward, watching him as he laughed and saying the lines with the actors on the TV. Her eyes wandered from his bright eyes, to soft and kissable lips, down to his broad shoulders and over the tattoo that covered his whole right arm. It was a dragon, its mouth on his wrist, making it look as if the dragon had swallowed his arm. The body covered his whole arm and went to his shoulder before going down his chest and curl around his right pecks, continuing down his stomach and down to his…

"Yes, it goes all the way down," Bella's eyes snapped up to Edward's and she was aware that she was on the brink of drooling.

"W-what?"

"My tattoo; I know you were watching and to answer your unspoken question, it does continue all the way down."

"Can I see it?" Bella asked, biting her lip as she stared at his crotch, imagining how far it actually did go and how it would look like. When Edward's hands came down and started to undo the button of his jeans, Bella rocked forward, stiffening a moan as she saw the tail and a strip of hair leading down to his…

He stopped.

"I will only show you mine if you show me yours; tit for tat," he smirked, his eyes racking over her body.

"So you want to see my tits?" Bella asked, batting her eyelashes and she suppressed a shudder; she hated the word 'tit' or 'tits'.

"I wouldn't mind; if you're going to see me naked, I want to see you naked."

"Who said anything about being naked?" Bella questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, if you're going to see the end of this dragon, you will have to see me naked."

"Fine," Bella shrugged, quickly taking off the t-shirt and her bra, leaving herself in only her panties before she leaned forward and unzipped his jeans, eagerly tugging them down. Giving her better access and some help to get his jeans off, Edward lay down on his back and arched his hips off the mattress.

With the jeans off, all Bella could do was to stare; he was fully erect and it seemed that he had no plans in hiding it either. But apart from her eyes immediately zooning in on his erection, Bella saw the tail of the dragon. First it looked as if it stopped at the base of his penis but it continued to the right before stopping at the top of his inner thigh.

Looking up, Bella looked into Edward's lustful eyes, knowing that her own eyes were hooded in arousal; never in her life had she wanted a man as much as she wanted Edward at that moment.

Pushing himself off the bed, Edward took the tray and placed in back on the table before returning to the bed, pushing Bella gently down on her back, leaning down to kiss her on the lips softly, continuing down her neck, over her breasts, down her belly and stopping at the top her panties. Looking up at her with a smirk, he winked at her and Bella's stomach fluttered, not only because the baby kicked her, but because there was something about Edward that drove her crazy.

Bending down between her legs again, she could feel his teeth against her skin as he took the top of her panties between his teeth and pulled. She could hear the rip but she didn't care, and if she had, she would care much longer when she felt him pull away the pieces left. When he kissed her moist cleft, she almost came and arched up against him, making him laugh against her.

"I want you on all fours," he commanded, flipping her carefully over on her side.

"Kinky much?" she laughed but did as he asked because she didn't care what way he wanted her as long as he wanted her.

On all fours, she could feel his hands roam her butt before he gently and slowly entered her. Bella felt full and amazing and when he moved, a shaky moan escaped her lips. He laughed again as he leaned his chest against her back, making Bella wonder what he was doing.

She was surprised when she felt him cup her breast, twirling her nipples a little before pulling her up so she was standing on her knees in front of him, her back against his chest. In that position he filled her on a whole other way and he pressed against spots inside her that pushed her closer to the edge faster than she had ever been pushed.

"Close already?" Edward breathed in her air and all she could do was nod when his hand came down between her legs and found the little nub nestled between her folds.

"Come for me Bella," he commanded in a breathless whisper and Bella did, her head falling back against his shoulder, Edward's lips on her neck as she shuddered violently against him, whimpers and moans erupting from her mouth.

She was on the top of her high when a nasal voice filled the room and she could hear a door being open, but she couldn't hold back her orgasm and cried out when Edward trusted hard inside.

"Edward! You were supposed to teach me how to shoot a gun!"