WEDDING

Bella and Edward's physical relationship had reached the point of no return, so they were anxious to get married. They wanted to plan a quick wedding: not a big ceremony, no expensive wedding clothes or fancy reception. Just a simple family gathering at the Cullen house.

Charlie was not entirely shocked to hear of their plans, knowing they wouldn't listen to him if he tried to interfere. So, he grudgingly went along with it. Bella's mom was a bit emotional at first, but Charlie helped to calm her down, assuring her that Edward was a decent guy. It took her a couple days, but she finally called Bella to give her good wishes. She said that she and Phil would come to be part of the ceremony the following Saturday.

Alice was disappointed with their choice to keep things simple, but Edward calmly reminded her this was THEIR day, not hers. She pouted, but warmed up to the idea when Bella agreed to let her decorate the back yard for the event. Edward chose the music, hiring a Seattle Symphony harpist. Now, they only needed a photographer and an officiant for the ceremony.

The wedding would take place in the evening, by candlelight. Alice assured them there would be no rain that day. Everything was looking just right.

Bella chose to wear a simple tea length gown in pale ivory. Her mother gave her a lovely antique pearl necklace, which had belonged to her grandmother. Esme gave her some beautiful sapphire earrings. Rosalie let her borrow some diamond encrusted hair clips.

Edward decided to wear his favorite Gucci suit, cut well for his frame. He looked forward to seeing how Bella reacted when she saw him wearing it. Carlisle gave him new emerald cufflinks, to complete the look.

They were both nervous as the day approached, so the day before, they decided to spend some time running in the forest. Actually, Edward did the running, but that didn't lessen the experience for Bella. She laughed out loud as he zoomed from tree to tree, the wind rushing through her hair. At one point, she tried lifting her arms, like riding a roller coaster, but quickly pulled them back down. "Silly Bella! Are you trying to fall off back there?" teased Edward. She squealed with excitement.

Eventually, they came to their favorite meadow. The sun was shining, and there were flowers all around. They laughed like children when they arrived, spinning around and around the field. Coming to a stop in the very center of the meadow, Edward let Bella down from his back, then turned to take her in his arms. "Are you looking forward to being my wife, Bella love?" he breathed.

"Absolutely," she answered. "I just can't believe it's happening so fast. Just think, a couple years ago, I had no one. Now, I have the most handsome man in the world."

Edward's expression turned serious, and he leaned forward with a penetrating gaze, "My dear Bella, you ARE my life now. Nothing else in the world matters. You are my breath, my energy, my joy, my completion. You were made for me, and I've been waiting a century for you. You are my greatest treasure, and I will cherish you forever."

This kiss was beyond any they had experienced in the days before. Their love burned so brightly, bringing an intensity and clarity to their emotion. Their hands were grasped tightly at their chest, as they leaned forward to meld their lips as one. Bella gasped, as tears of joy flowed from her eyes. Edward's lips lightly grazed each cheek, to tenderly capture every drop.

The wedding day flew by so quickly, keeping everyone in the family busy with one detail after another. That night, as Charlie walked Bella out to the gazebo in the back yard, Edward was glowing in anticipation of his bride. The harpist played a "Song Without Words" by Mendelssohn, her fingers gently caressing the strings, lifting the ceremony to an occasion of worship and tranquility.

(Edward's POV)

Bella was absolutely delectable in her wedding dress. It took every ounce of control left in my body, just to keep from tearing off her clothes and attacking her in the gazebo. My decades of waiting were finally coming to an end, and my only thoughts were, "Sex, Consummate, Thrust, Mate, Mine, Mine, My Bella..."

I kept these thoughts hemmed in, as we made our vows to each other. As I slid the wedding band on her finger, my longing increased. My desperation, held in check for so long, was weeping for release, when I finally heard the words I was waiting for...

"I now pronounce you husband and wife."

Ah! Mine! Our first marital kiss was supremely intense, as I held her lovely head in my hands, allowing my fingers to caress her neck, her shoulders...

Pulling back, I looked into my bride's eyes, letting her see the cataclysmic desire that was raging inside of me. Wordlessly, I pulled her up into my arms, as I swiftly carried her away. No one could prevent us from being together now.

Yes! My wife! I placed her in my car, then zipped around to the driver's seat. My Vanquish was the only thing fast enough to take us away. The roads zoomed by, unrecognizable, as we tore our path to our honeymoon escape. Carlisle understood my impatience, and had already reserved a large penthouse suite in Seattle, as a compassionate wedding gift. He also reserved every room on the floor below, to give us privacy and distance from human ears.

When we reached our destination, I was tempted to carry her up the side of the building. But, I kept up appearances, registering with the human at the front desk, then enduring the torturous climb of the elevator to the top floor, kissing my beautiful Bella with intense longing as we climbed. We had no luggage. We would deal with that later. The only thing we needed now was consummation.

As we entered our room, my foot swiftly pushed the door closed behind us, no longer concerned with my human charade. With vampire speed, I carried her to the bed, my hands furiously removing every article of our clothing in half a second. My wife was laid bare in front of me, aroused and breathing hard. She was incredibly beautiful, as I knew she would be. She wanted me. I had already proven how satisfying our union would be, and she was ready. "Edward, love me," she begged.

Here was my final act of patience. I didn't want to harm her with my vampire strength. "Bella, don't be afraid. I need to know if I'm hurting you in any way. Please speak out, if you are in pain." She nodded, then held out her hands to me. Finally...release...no more waiting...

"You are mine!" I proclaimed, as I climbed on top of her. "My mate," I moaned, as I grasped her thighs, easing them aside, placing my shaft at her hot, wet center. "Forever," I vowed, pushing my hips forward for our glorious consummation.

"Ah!" she whimpered, when the pain took her by surprise. Our first orgasm was immediate, in response to our initial coupling.

"Yes," I sighed, feeling my fluids pour into her delicious warmth, with exquisite pleasure. Ah! "Let me know when I can move, my love," I entreated, bowing my head to touch hers. Tenderly, I kissed her delicious lips, caressing her long hair with my hands, resting my weight on my elbows and knees. Her warm hands were grasping my back and sides, satisfying me with her sweet affection. "Bella, are you alright?"

"Yes, I am perfectly alright. Make love to me Edward," she moaned. I was still buried inside her, and my erection had not abated. I knew that it would take over a month before that would change - a fact I had not yet shared with her. We were in for a long, ecstatic ride. I smiled in anticipation, considering all the ways I would please her in that time. Decades of fantasies appeared in the catalogue of my mind. What joy, knowing that I could finally act them out, one at a time, with my beautiful mate.

"Oh Bella, thank you. I love you," I worshipped her with rapturous kisses. And our sexual love feast began.