Romany

** contains lemons**

Chapter 20

"Bella, I...I didn't know she was here, honest." Edward stammered, his head looking back and forth between the two women. He was still in a state of shock and disbelief, how could he not notice a woman in his room? Then, he began to feel indignation at the situation. These were his private rooms and no one should be in them at night without his permission.

Anyone observing would have found the sheer absurdity of the situation, akin to a farce, one could see on the West End stage.

Bella heard him but didn't react to his words; she remained still, her fists clenched in fury, her eyes narrowed and locked on Leah, who mirrored her. Seconds passed, feeling more like hours, as all parties just waited and plotted thoughtfully, their next move.

"He was mine first," Leah broke the stalemate, her words sounding immature and childish to Bella's ears, she half expected her to stamp her foot in retaliation.

"Leah, what happened between us..."

Both women whipped their heads around and glared at Edward, immediately silencing him.

"Oh, Edward has already told me of your sorry little encounter," Bella smiled sweetly as she stalked closer to Leah, although anyone could see there was nothing sweet about her, she was positively threatening.

Edward lay back and made himself comfortable on his pillows, suddenly he was mesmerised by Bella. Her whole demeanour had altered and, beneath the sweet and gentle exterior, he could see the fierceness that lurked beneath.

Leah was going to be sorry, he should intervene, he thought, but somehow knew it would be in the best interest of his health to stay put; for now.

"I don't remember him objecting at the time," Leah hissed.

"Perhaps that's because he was sleeping," Bella's tone took on an edge of sarcasm.

Leah flushed slightly, in her befuddled imagination she had made their encounter out to be more than it actually was, and now she felt embarrassed that he had shared it all with Bella.

"We could have been more to each other, if you had given us the chance," this time Leah turned to address Edward.

Edward shook his head in shame and felt genuinely bad for her, he should have spoken to her before; he could see that now. "Sorry, Leah, I have never thought of you in that way, I'm in love with Bella." He looked at his dark haired beauty, his words had touched her and begun to soothe her, he could see the anger already beginning to dissipate. She'd never looked more beautiful to him.

The emotion in his voice and the weight of his words pierced Leah's heart, blinded by anger and hate she balled up her hand into a fist and swung it hard at Bella's face.

Bella moved easily out of Leah's striking range.

Emmett and Charlie had prepared her from an early age to look after herself; physically. Gypsies often found themselves in situations where they had to defend themselves; and whereas Marcus was a challenge to Bella, Leah certainly wasn't.

Edward and Leah could hardly believe how quickly she struck, and with the agility of a snake, Bella had her hand wrapped tightly in Leah's long, black hair and she'd dropped to the floor bringing her down, twisting her body as they went. Leah found herself face down on the mat. Bella positioned herself so that she had one knee pinning Leah's upper arm to the floor; swiftly she untangled her hand from Leah's hair, but kept the pressure on the side of her head, leaning in close to whisper calmly, but with menace in her ear; so quietly that Edward couldn't hear the words.

"He is mine, and I will never let you come between us, ever, do you understand me?"

Leah squeaked; Bella took it as confirmation.

Edward struggled with his mix of emotions, he wanted so much to rush to Bella's aid, although it was clear to him she didn't require him. He was also extremely aroused by what he saw- she was magnificent- and then he felt guilty for being aroused.

Bella lifted her head to face Edward and said loud enough for them both to hear, "I have come here to accept Edward's proposal of marriage." It wasn't how she had envisaged accepting his offer, but he seemed to approve, jumping from the bed and hastily wrapping a blanket around his naked body, but not before Bella saw all he had to offer.

Leah whimpered in defeat into the floor.

Between them they pulled Leah to her feet.

"Return to your room immediately, I shall be talking to your parents tomorrow." Edward instructed, pointing towards the door.

"No, please don't," she begged, pulling on the blanket that kept his naked body hidden from them both.

Bella opened the bedroom door, "Leave, now," her voice was shaking slightly, as she kept a tenuous lid on her temper.

Leah ran from the room disappearing into the darkness.

Both of them waited for sounds indicating they'd woken the household, there had been much noise this night, when all remained quiet and still, Bella closed and locked the door behind her.

"Bella, what are you doing?" Edward whispered his heart in his throat. There was a look on her face he'd never seen before, determination? No. Lust? It was victory, and he was about to become her prize.

"Taking what's mine," she replied walking slowly towards him, the feeling of power acted like an aphrodisiac, it was heady, intoxicating, coursing through her body. She felt like she was on fire for him, and only he could quench the flames.

Bella pulled the ribbon loose at her neck, and tugged at the criss-cross of bindings across her breasts until the white cotton nightie was gaping wide to her navel.

He could see so much of her pale skin, the curve of her pert, round breasts and one dark pink nipple, he swallowed hard, but it was difficult with such a dry mouth.

She wriggled the garment down until one shoulder and arm was freed, then she repeated with the other side.

He feebly shook his head in protest and uttered under his breath about the risk.

When both shoulders were free, there was nothing to keep the nightie up; it fell to the floor in a pool of white around her bare feet.

His eyes followed the descent of the nightie, and then, slowly, his gaze drank in every inch of her nakedness, following up the length of her legs to the apex of her thighs, his eyes lingered greedily on the patch of dark curly hair that nestled there. Continuing over her soft womanly curves and the swell of her breasts crowned with taut nipples, subconsciously he licked his lips.

Bella saw how he looked upon her nakedness, and she felt desired, she stepped out of her nightie and moved towards him.

He'd kept her at arm's length for long enough, she knew he was protecting her reputation, but he'd declared his love and intentions, life was short; they may die tomorrow. Bella was waiting for Edward no more; they would be as one tonight.

Edward had fought and lost his resolve, she was magnificent, he truly was under her spell and irrevocably in love with her, his whole body craved and longed for intimate contact with this vision of loveliness.

"Are you sure?" He whispered as he held open the thick warm blanket, like an angel opening his wings to her.

Bella kept eye contact as she nodded and stepped into the confines of his cosy embrace. Edward wrapped his arms and the blanket around the both of them and moved them across to his bed, their lips locked in a passionate kiss.

The candle burned and spluttered its last, darkness enveloped them.

As much as they desired to be joined intimately, there was a degree of apprehension attached to their union, the darkness shrouded them and gave them confidence to explore each other's bodies. They found it comforting and liberating.

Bella explored the contours and the smooth and rough texture of his face with her fingertips; repeating the process with her mouth and tongue, kissing and tasting him. She continued this pattern tracing down his body, he groaned at the sensuous feelings that radiated in waves across his skin. She lavished kisses on his chest and arms, the crooks of his elbows, the palms of his hands; she sucked his fingers gently into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the ends, which made his cock leap for joy. Edward felt his body beginning to tremble, his member was so hard it ached; he felt if she continued to torture him in this exquisite way, he would lose the fight with his body, and come to a premature end, and he so desperately wanted to be buried deep inside of her.

"Please Bella," he begged; the strain was evident in his voice.

Bella was so wrapped up in her exploring, curious to discover the delights of her love. Innocent as she was, had no idea of the effect she was having on him, other than he seemed to be enjoying it, due to all the appreciative noises and twitches he'd been making. There was one last thing she wanted to try before he lay between her legs and take her virginity. She'd felt the hardness of his cock against her body and she was curious to what it would feel like in her hand or to touch upon her tongue.

"Can I touch you; can I hold it in my hand?"

Edward remained silent, processing what he'd just heard, "Yes," he replied huskily, bracing himself against the soft mattress.

Bella smiled as she heard the gasp of air leave him and his whole body go rigid as her hand encircled his hard, hot muscle.

"Oh my God," he hissed as she experimentally moved her hand, discovering it moved in and out of her fist. He felt a wave of her breath across his sensitive end, as her face drew closer, questions filled his mind. Was she going to taste him? The imagery and longing that followed were nearly enough to finish him.

"Stop," he croaked with regret, "I am afraid, I am too full of desire and am close to the end, let me calm down a while."

When she was on her back he decided to bestow on her body, the same attention she had given his, starting with chaste little kisses and feather-light touches with his fingertips. She was soon quivering beneath him and emitting squeals of delight.

"Please my love," he hushed her; "We'll wake the whole house up."

Bella bit on her bottom lip and pulled at the sheets beneath her as his lips attached to her swollen, sensitive nipples, desire shot through her body, enflaming her pussy. She was amazed at the feeling she got from the touch of his lips and tongue on her breasts, there seemed to be a connection- in a state of arousal, between her breasts and her pussy.

She groaned loudly, threading her fingers into his hair, keeping him at her breast, there was a longing inside of her, for him to touch her between her legs and quell the over whelming desire that was building. Was it something he would do? She wondered.

Edward ran his fingers from her breasts and down, over her ribs, he could feel her stomach muscles flutter with pleasure, he smiled wickedly when she thrust her hips upward.

"Bella, is there somewhere you would like me to touch you?" He teased.

"Please, Edward," she pleaded, squirming against him in desperation.

He didn't torture her anymore and slid two fingers through her slick, smooth flesh, moving gently back and forth; exploring her sweet delight.

Bella froze, her whole focus cumulated between her thighs, she hardly dare to draw breath, eventually she was able to relax into his gentle touch.

He sought out her clitoris and was surprised at how hard and protruding it was. Edward soon discovered its sensitivity; Bella jumped and emitted a small gasp every time he dragged his fingers over it. Soon, he fell into a rhythm, which she seemed to enjoy, moaning and rocking against him. He took great joy touching her this way, knowing he was giving her delightful feelings; his cock began to pulse and throb in appreciation.

"Oh don't stop," Bella said breathily and her body began to tremble, whimpering, she clawed at the sheets around them again, her body froze and her breathing halted.

He could feel her wet heat and the throb under his fingers, a strong pulse from between the hot folds of her sex; he smiled, he'd given her an orgasm.

Bella quivered, sighed loudly and relaxed completely beneath him.

It was nearly time, while she was still euphoric from her climax, he slid a finger inside of her tight slit; she groaned and he felt her walls twitch in response. He withdrew and inserted two, she pushed hard against him.

"I want you, Edward."

Her words stirred him, "I want you, too."

Both groaned as hot skin touched skin, fingers skimmed along flesh leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. Legs entwined and arms wrapped around each other all the time pulling closer, needing the other as you'd need air to breath. Hearts beat in synchronisation, as the time grew nearer and he rolled on top of her, Bella parted her legs, inviting him, accepting him, and desiring him deep inside of her.

"I'll be gentle," he whispered and nudged forward until he rested against her entrance.

"I'm yours," she whispered and placed a hand either side of his face, bringing him closer into a kiss, he pushed forward, forcing himself into her body.

Bella braced herself as she felt the burn, the pain as he pierced her maidenhead; their lips remained joined, muffling the sound of her sobs.

Tears flowed freely in the dark, but he could feel them wet against his face and he leaned in to nuzzle her neck, for forgiveness, a sign of affection, a sign of his love; after causing her pain. Her body was hot and tight, she felt so good, like a velvet glove around him, sucking him in, holding him tight, he could feel her every twitch and pulse; which drove him to the point of insanity. But he held still, allowing her to grow accustomed to his invasion.

How can something be so wonderful for one person, be almost traumatic for another? He thought. The first union of two people in love should be a wondrous thing for both.

Bella grew accustomed to his intrusion, the burning lessened, the sensation was still raw. Edward remained shakily above her, waiting patiently, she nodded her consent and tried to relax, rocking her body against him.

Bella listened to his short shallow grunts as he pumped in and out of her, giving herself something to focus on, taking delight from his joy, which helped to distract from her soreness. Goosebumps covered her sensitive body and her nipples hardened, everything was hyper-sensitive to the point of painful, she knew it wouldn't always be like this, it would get better and he had done wonderful things with his fingers. Her body reacted to her thoughts with a flush of tingly heat between her legs and for a moment there was a feeling of intense pleasure, a taste of what was to come.

Edward's thrusts had become more erratic and she wished she could look upon his glorious face, as he approached the throes of his climax, another thrill ran through her, as she thought, they had become one.

Suddenly and reluctantly, he pulled quickly from her and she felt the hot, wet splash as his ejaculate hit her stomach, and then his trembling body collapsed to the side of her.

"I love you, Bella Swan," he whispered breathily against her neck, sending shivers of pleasure all over her body.

Consumed with undying love, passion and need, they fell into sleep entwined in one another.

A/N

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Originally this story was mapped out for 20 chapters, but I have extended my writing and challenged myself, there's at least five more to come...possibly more.

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