A/N - Here's the wedding... part 2 ;)

Chapter 11 - The King and Queen of Cheese

EPOV

My wife's plan to sneak off was rumbled before we even managed three steps.

"Where do you think you two are going?" Markus asked in horror. "Cinderbella, you and Prince Charming need to mingle, darling, mingle. You have all the time in the world to do the bump 'n' grind."

"I just wan-" Bella began to protest but Markus was having none of it.

"Shoo, shoo, shoo!" He waved us back towards the others.

I pulled my wife along behind me and felt like the proudest motherfucker on the face of the planet. Bella had walked down the aisle to marry me, walked down the aisle to one of my compositions, said the most beautiful vows to me and now the most incredible woman on the planet was mine to keep forever.

To say she looked beautiful would have been an injustice; she was beyond beautiful. She was Bella and that was all I could say, because there were no words that could even come close to describing her.

The rain had stopped so our small congregation of guests were gathered outside the marquee talking amongst themselves while the inside was prepared for the sit-down meal.

"I can't wait to see what food they've prepared," Esme mused. "It smells so delicious. Aro, what's on the menu?"

Aro was just breezing past with a box of table decorations, but he stopped to reel off the food options. "We had Demetri prepare our most well received dishes. There's an Oriental Crispy Duck with spinach or a Watercress and Parsley Soup to start. Then the main is Roast Rib of Beef with fondant potato, and a Madeira and wild mushroom sauce, and for dessert we have a truly divine sticky toffee pudding, in caramel sauce and accompanied by the creamiest vanilla ice cream. He is a culinary genius."

"Excuse me?" Victoria interrupted with a frown. "You do realize I'm a vegetarian? Are there any alternatives to the beef?"

Aro looked to me nervously. The thought hadn't even crossed my mind. When James had asked if he could bring Victoria along, I hadn't even considered the catering.

"Oh my goodness, I wasn't aware of that. Let me see what Demetri can do." Aro dashed off and I sighed.

"I'm sorry, Victoria, I had no idea. I should have checked with you first," I began to apologize, but it appeared to fall on deaf ears because Victoria was too busy tapping away on her phone with a look of impatience on her face.

"That's a bit fucking rude," Bella whispered to me, and I nodded.

"I got that impression earlier; I think she is definitely a city girl."

After just a short wait, Markus and Aro called us all over to the one large table that had been set up in the middle of the marquee. We took our seats and Bella giggled as Markus himself came out to pour us all a glass of champagne.

"Markus, what the hell are you doing?" she asked.

"Cinderbella, I trusted no one but Aro and myself to cater your wedding. I will not have any part of this day getting out to the press, and as much as I love my staff I think a few would take advantage of this situation." He patted my head softly. "Besides, who better than your fairy godmother to tend to your every need on your wedding day?"

"Thank you, Markus, it's perfect," I said, and Markus blew me a kiss, much to Emmett's and Jasper's amusement.

Emmett was about to make a joke when my Father cleared his throat. We looked to him in shock as he stood up. "Elizabeth and I, admittedly, were unsure what would be suitable for a gift. You already had your own home, in what I can see is an idyllic place. But, after all the wedding build-up, we presumed that you would be in need of a break. We understand a run-of-the-mill honeymoon would be out of the question, so..." He smiled. "I called in a favour with a friend and got you a ten day break on Necker Island."

"What's Necker Island?" Bella asked me quietly, but I was too stunned to answer at first. .

"It's Richard Branson's private resort," my Father added. "It's in the British Virgin Islands and you would have complete and utter privacy. All the amenities are at your disposal and besides the few members of staff, you will be the only guests there."

"Private Island? Private motherfucking Island? Holy motherfucking, shitting hell!"

I looked at Bella who was oblivious to the fact she had said that out loud and wrapped my arm around her shoulder. "Motherfucking, shitting hell indeed, Love."

I saw my Mother's eyes widen a little, and Victoria definitely didn't look impressed, but the rest of us who knew Bella laughed quietly as she blushed and shook her head in embarrassment.

"There's a private plane departing from an airfield on the outskirts of Seattle at nine o'clock in the morning. You can relax and enjoy some time alone together," my Father added and sat back down. "I hear it's a truly remarkable place. I'd quite like to hear about it when you return."

"Thank you, so much. It's amazing," I said, and I could see Bella was as overwhelmed as I was.

"Well, jeez, now mine and Rosie's gift seems a little shitty," Emmett grumbled. "I really should have gone first."

"Em, I'm sure we'll love it," I reassured him.

He pushed a bag across the table and Bella pulled out a small white box. "I know Bella liked the ones you bought her, so I thought it would be nice if you had one for this day."

It was a snow globe with a little bride and groom inside, and the date and time of the wedding had been painted on the bottom.

"Oh my God, guys, thank you, that is perfect... it's so perfect," Bella said excitedly. "I love it."

I watched as she shook it over and over again and still couldn't bring herself to stop. I had to pry it from her hands to get a good look at it myself.

"Victoria, my darling, Demetri's is preparing you a fabulous vegetarian dish as we speak," Markus said with a polite smile, as the food was brought out.

"That's a relief," she murmured icily, and again Esme narrowed her eyes in disapproval.

"Thanks, Markus, tell Demetri he's a lifesaver," Bella said.

Markus bent down to whisper in her ear, "Demetri said to remember 'spoongate'. Apparently, you'll understand?"

Bella giggled and I too burst out laughing. "Oh she understands, and tell him I appreciate the gesture," I said to a baffled looking Markus but he nodded and danced away.

"Ha ha, Gingerminger, taste Demetri's dicksweat!"

I looked up anxiously, but no one else appeared to have heard Bella's slip. I shook my head slightly and smirked and her hand flew to her mouth in horror. God, I loved my wife.

~x~

The food was delicious, and Victoria's face eating her "special" dish was hilarious. Bella and I listened as our family reeled off tale after tale about us as children. She snuggled up into my side, and I tried to savour every moment, because in reality, there was little chance everyone would be together like this again.

We shared our first dance, to another of my own songs, and I resisted the urge to carry her off the dance floor and back upstairs to our bedroom. More traditional party music began to play, and we found ourselves dancing with almost all of the guests at some time or another. But then Markus wanted to dance with Bella, which happened to be one of the most bizarre things I'd ever seen. He squealed and twirled her around before begging she do the same to him. Definitely a role-reversal thing going on.

"Come on, Cinderbella, faster, faster," he howled and she did her best. "You can do better than that, spin me."

Bella scowled. "Alright, Markus, calm down. You're like twice the size of me, it's frickin' hard to do!"

"Move, Bella," Emmett said with a huge grin on his face. "Let me show him how it's done."

Bella moved back to my side and we all watched as Emmett quite literally spun Markus around like a spinning top. Markus' cackles were almost louder than the music and he was so dizzy, he fell on the floor when Emmett finally let him go.

The track changed to a less up-tempo number, and I wrapped my arms around Bella and pulled her into the middle of the dance floor. "I love you, Mrs. Cullen," I whispered and kissed her forehead.

"I love you too, Mr. Cullen." She grinned and I was just about to lean in for another kiss when I felt a hand tap me on the shoulder.

"Perhaps I could have this dance?" my Father held out his hand to Bella and her eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Um... of course..." she mumbled and blushed furiously. She took his hand and let him lead her away.

I watched as he spoke to her while they danced, Bella could barely look at him and her cheeks were growing redder and redder as the seconds ticked by.

"She's a really special girl," my Mother said and moved to stand close to me. "I'm glad you found her."

"Even after all that's happened?" I asked.

"Yes," she said simply. "And had your Grandmother been here, she would have said the same thing, Edward. Anyone who could see the two of you together would understand you would never have stayed away."

"I would never have put Bella through tha-"

"Yes you would, and Bella would have taken you however she could. You were barely coping after just a matter of weeks, did you honestly think you could have gone the rest of your life without seeing her again?" she said and shook her head. "I didn't want you to choose this path, I have to admit. I even suggested etiquette and elocution lessons for the girl, and your Grandmother would have agreed, but your Father was having none of it. I didn't understand... but now I can see why."

I frowned and she reached up to touch my cheek softly. "I almost don't recognise the man you are now; compared to the shell of a person you used to be. Your father and I were such selfish parents. We were both too wrapped up in our own bitterness of being forced into this life together, that we never really did the right thing by the two people who really were innocent in all this mess. I am ashamed to say that my own sister understands my sons more than I ever could, but I will always be thankful that she stepped in when she did, because seeing you like this, pleases me more than I could ever explain."

I smiled and wondered if this was the moment to give her a hug, but she stepped away and folded her arms across her chest. I wasn't offended, this was her way, and this was who she was. In fact, this conversation was probably the longest and most heartfelt we had ever had.

"I think Bella would appreciate you rescuing her, Edward. The poor thing looks terrified." She walked away and I laughed.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to cut in," I said as I approached Bella and my Father.

"Bella, it was a pleasure," my Father said and kissed her cheek quickly before letting her slide back into my arms. "Edward, we will have to leave in a few minutes. As much as we would love to stay, I would hate for our presence to draw any unwanted attention to the life you've managed to build, plus the security team are particularly cautious considering just how isolated we are out here. I am sorry."

"I understand. I'm just glad you came." I shook his hand and he smiled.

"As am I. Enjoy your honeymoon and I look forward to hearing all about it..." he paused and grimaced. "Mm, I think that sentence would benefit from a little rephrasing. I look forward to hearing about the accommodation, food, and amenities." A relaxed laugh escaped his lips and Bella giggled.

"Thank you for coming all this way," she said and he nodded.

"Goodbye." He reached out and shook my hand and then stepped closer to put his arm around me. To others it would still be quite formal-looking, but we had never been touchy-feely and it made me happy to know we really were moving forward.

I smiled and wrapped my arms tightly around Bella's waist as he walked from the dance floor and out of the marquee.

"What did he say?" I whispered in her ear. "While you were dancing?"

"He thanked me," she said and blushed again. I reached up and ran my fingers across her cheekbones to feel her warm skin. "He said... um... I gave him the chance to make things right with you. I didn't know what to say; I mean it wasn't really much to do with me-"

"Bella, it was everything to do with you. Since the very first day, it was always everything to do with you." I kissed her and smiled. "Forget Markus, you're my Fairy Godmother, because you fixed it all."

"Oh God, here comes the cheese again." She rolled her eyes and I scowled. "What? You are the King of Cheese, Edward Cullen."

"King of Cheese?" I raised an eyebrow and laughed. "It's the only royal title I'll ever hold now I suppose. I am cheesy, you're right, I can't even deny it, but you know what?"

"What?" she said and stood on her toes to press her lips to mine.

"You love me, so motherfucking much; you don't give a shit about the cheese."

"You're absolutely right," She laughed and agreed, "I motherfucking love you, cheese included, Mr. Cullen. Now can we pleeeaase say 'goodnight' to everyone, I would like to see you naked at least once before midnight."

Much to Victoria's annoyance, James insisted on remaining at the wedding after my parent's had left. Two members of the security team remained behind and Esme offered them all a place to spend the night. She was probably the only one who hadn't really enjoyed herself, but I was too happy to worry about that.

"Mom, I'm so tired... and Edward and I really need to get our things together... we need to be in Seattle tomorrow morning. You don't mind if we leave you guys to it, do you?" Bella asked sweetly, and Renee sighed.

"It is your wedding, if you want to streak across the lawn then do it! If you want to leave us here to enjoy the rest of this fabulous night so you can pack, then go ahead. I think I'm quite looking forward to your Father and I doing some packing ourselves." She winked and then laughed as Bella pretended to gag. "Hey guys, come and say goodnight to the bride and groom, they're feeling a little tired."

"Already?" A chorus of objections began to sound, but we continued to insist.

We hugged, kissed, and thanked everyone for coming. Renee and Esme became quite teary-eyed, and Carlisle offered kindly to drive us to Seattle the following morning. James, Emmett and Jasper made several lewd comments about keeping the noise down until everyone went home, and Bella's friends begged her to text them as soon as we'd arrived on the island. And then there was Markus.

"Oh, Cinderbella, I told you didn't I? I told her, Edward. Just a few days after you two met, I told her. I just knew she'd get her Prince." He clutched his chest and sniffled. "And to think, it was because of Caius Catering... Tanya, he'd be so happy to know he'd made it happen... Wouldn't he?"

"He would, Markus," Tanya said and smiled. "He'd also be very impressed with the amount of alcohol you've consumed tonight. I'm surprised you're still standing."

Aro tried to pull Markus away but he waved his hands and carried on, "We will be back here for any party you need, birthday, anniversary, New Years, Christmas, and we do fabulous baby showers..." he winked and added, "I love you two with all of my heart, Cinderbella and Prince Charming."

"You do know you need to carry her in the house, Edward, over the threshold remember?" Esme said and everyone else cheered.

"That's not necessary-" Bella began to say but I picked her up before she could finish.

"I can get you in the house faster if I can carry you," I whispered. "You cannot be trusted to run in that dress, and walking would be just too fucking slow."

I kissed her and quite literally ran into the house, almost tripping on the door frame as I did and I didn't put her down until we were in our bedroom. I could still hear the music from the party, and I looked at Bella who was smiling shyly.

"Something wrong?" I asked and she shook her head.

"No, it's perfect. But... don't you think it feels, I don't know... a little weird? I mean I feel like this is our first time – I'm so nervous. It's fucking stupid isn't it?" she mumbled and took a deep breath.

I took off my jacket and took her face in my hands. "But it is our first time. Surely you can remember what I said the night I asked you to marry me? About our first time when you were my wife?"

She smiled. "Yes, of course I remember."

"It's not the most romantic of wedding nights is it? In our bedroom while the rest of our friends and family are out in our garden." I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck.

Bella kissed me and shook her head. "There doesn't have to be Wendy houses, open fire-places or candles to make it romantic. This is our house, our bed, and I'm with you – I couldn't think of anything more perfect."

"Well hello there Queen of Cheese," I teased and laughed as she scowled. "I'm kidding, Bella."

I kissed her this time and pushed her back gently onto the bed. I couldn't help but chuckle against her mouth as I tried to hold onto her and found myself at war with masses of fabric from her dress.

"Jesus, how fucking much of the stuff is there," I grumbled.

"Then we should take it off... there might just be something you'll like even more underneath it," she said sexily and I jumped straight to my feet pulling her with me. "You'll have to unbutton me..."

I turned her around and fumbled with what seemed like hundreds of the most fiddly damned buttons in the world. "Christ, it's going to be time to leave for the airport before I get these things open," I muttered and Bella's giggles made me laugh. "I'm fucking serious. This is like the Grease outfit all over again."

Finally, I popped the last one and Bella turned back to face me. As the dress began to fall away, I saw what looked a lot like a corset hugging Bella's body. It was almost sheer and did that miraculous thing with her tits like the black one did last week. She also wore matching underwear and then my eyes almost popped out of their sockets when I saw she was wearing stockings.

"Jesus, Bella. You're so fucking beautiful... you're always beautiful of course... but shit look at you." I was staring at her unashamedly before she snatched a handful of my shirt and pulled me closer. "Tell me you can keep those on... I really want you to keep them on. Fuck."

"Whatever you want, Edward," she said breathlessly and kissed me.

As soon as my shirt and trousers were discarded, I laid her back down on the bed and hovered over her, still physically unable to stop staring at her. I kissed her once more and then dipped my head to brush my lips over her neck, down to her collar bone and set about covering every inch of her body. I moved the material down so I could take her nipple into my mouth.

"Edward," she moaned and her fingers knotted themselves into my hair.

I drifted lower, having to settle for kissing her stomach and ribs on top of the corset. One of my fingers wandered to between her legs and slipped inside her underwear and I groaned at how wet I found her. I still didn't want to remove any part of this ensemble so I curled the rest of my fingers around the panties and pushed them to one side, before placing a kiss on the inside of her thigh.

"Oh my God," she moaned even louder and then snatched a breath as I ran my tongue up and down in slow, firm strokes. "Fuck that's... oh God."

Her back arched and then fell back to the bed as I swirled my tongue against her clit. With my free hand I pushed two fingers inside her and I could feel her legs press into the bed beside me. She screamed out and tightened around my fingers, and I hoped to fucking God the music was on loud enough outside to hide the sound from our guests.

I kissed my way back up her body and she squirmed, still so sensitive after her orgasm. Twice she tried to push me onto my back, and twice I stopped her.

"No, baby, I need you right now," I whispered in her ear, and slipped straight inside her. "God you feel so fucking good."

Bella's legs wrapped around me as she tried to encourage me to move faster, nothing ever felt as good as this. Her nails dug into my shoulders and I buried my face into the crook of her neck as I tried to hold off as long as I could. With each thrust of my hips she moaned louder and somewhere in the back of my mind, I thought about just how fucking loud we were both being, but I couldn't bring myself to care too much. Bella's body started to clamp down again, that was too much for me to stand and I came hard and every bone in my body seemed to turn to jelly.

"I love you," she panted and her fingers drifted lazily up and down my spine. "That was so fucking amazing..."

"I'm not done with you yet," I said and pushed back to look her in the eye. "I have to make sure I follow through on my promise. Tonight, Mrs. Cullen, will be the best night of your fucking life."

A/N Thank you so much for reading and reviewing I hope you liked it! Thanks to Prettyflour & Jaime Arkin for pre-reading & my beta, Twifanmom they always do such a wonderful job. If you want a peek at the next chapter please just ask!

See you next Sunday for the honeymoon :)

TTFN

Katy

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