Beta'd by the Wonderful Sunflower Fran. Any mistakes left are all mine!
Chapter 21-Part 1
Bella
We enter our small outdoor reception area at the resort to applause while the DJ introduces us.
"Introducing for the first time … Mr. and Mrs. Edward Cullen!"
Edward leads me out to the dance floor, sweeping me up in his arms. He leans in kissing me as the song surrounds us. It's the song that played on Halloween so many months ago; Javier, If I Ever get to Heaven.
"Hello, Mrs. Cullen," Edward whispers against my lips.
"I love the sound of that, Mr. Cullen." We kiss slowly while dancing in circles.
"I love you," he says putting his hand where our child lies.
She kicks excitedly as if she knows the importance of this day.
"I love you, too," I smile at him unable to contain my happiness.
Once the song ends, we make our way to our sweetheart table, smiling for pictures. We sit and enjoy our dinner while everyone dance on the small floor.
Angela and Ben come over all smiles.
"The wedding was so beautiful!" Angela gushes rushing over to rub my belly.
"Thanks! I'm so glad you all made it." I stand hugging her and then Ben.
They arrived this morning since Ben had to work Friday night.
"I wouldn't have missed seeing Edward in a tux for the world!" Angela teases and Ben throws her a dirty look.
One by one, other guest visit our table. Aro is all smiles as he holds Tanya close to him. She, on the other hand, seems annoyed.
"Bella, you look absolutely stunning. I've never seen such a beautiful bride. Edward, you are one lucky man."
"I am indeed," Edward says with one hand on my belly.
He kisses my temple lovingly, and I snuggle closer to him.
"I'm glad you could make it, Aro," I tell him sincerely, ignoring the hateful looks from my cousin.
"We wouldn't have missed it for the world. Isn't that right, Tanya?" He asks her staring at her with hopeful eyes.
"Of course not. It's not every day I get to see my favorite cousin get married." She sends a fake smile my way.
"I wouldn't say favorite, but thanks for coming, Tanya." I dismiss her attitude. I'm married to Edward, the man of my dreams and nothing could change that.
"Well, we'll let you two lovebirds enjoy your ceremony."
"Someone's bitter," Edward says pulling me closer to him.
"Maybe she thinks I stole you from her." I kiss his cheek.
"If she does, she's not only crazy but fucking delusional," he says coldly.
"Wow, you really are an asshole, Asshole. I was really beginning to doubt you these last few months," I say playfully.
"Never doubt it, Brat."
"Now it's time for the father-daughter dance." The DJ says, and I look up from my sexy husband to find my dad walking over to me.
"May I borrow your wife, Edward?" he asks.
"As long as you bring her and my daughter back." He winks at my dad.
Dad takes me by the hand and leads me out to the small dance floor twirling me around like he did when I was little. I smile up at him as Celine Dion's beautiful voice fills the room.
I've always been more of a daddy's girl than Alice has. Maybe it's because I'm the baby of the family. The lyrics describe how I feel about good old Charlie Swan to a tee, I'm everything I am because he loves me. If ever I was down or felt I couldn't do something it was him, not my mother that told me I could do anything I set my mind to.
I look up into the teary eyes of my father and smile as he kisses my forehead. The song ends, and he looks down at me.
"I guess Edward didn't turn out half bad after all, Sweet Pea." My father admits holding back a smile.
"I must say he surprised me as well," I say watching as Edward take my mother out to the dance floor.
My heart melts because I know he still thinks she's bat-shit crazy; he really is the sweetest asshole.
My dad touches my stomach taking my attention away from my sexy husband.
"How is my granddaughter doing?"
"She's been very active as if she knows what's going on," I smile looking over to find Alice waddling towards us.
Her stomach looks so big on her tiny little frame. I can't wait to meet my niece or nephew in just a few weeks.
My father removes his hand and wraps his arms around us. "I can't believe both my girls are having babies. I know Alice is having a boy," he says confidently.
"How do you know, Dad?" Alice asks rubbing her belly.
"Because God wouldn't give me two more girls, there has to be a boy in there." He nods towards Alice's stomach.
The song changes and the DJ announces the mother-son dance. I smile as Edward kisses Esme's cheek and waltzes her around to Frank Sinatra's, Fly Me To the Moon. He said it's her favorite song, and she always sang it to him and Jasper when they were little.
Tears fill my eye as I watch her lovingly lip sing the lyrics happily to him. I can't help but think one day this little one will get married, and Edward will escort her down the aisle and then dance with her as well.
I can't wait for that day.
Edward walks over to me once he finishes dancing with his mother. His lips press against mine as if we've been separated for hours, not minutes.
"How much longer do we have to stay?" he says raising his eyebrow at me.
"I'm not leaving until your daughter has had cake."
As if on cue, the wedding planner walks over to tell us it's time to cut the cake.
Our two-tiered, white wedding cake with polka dot buttercream icing and flowers on top looks almost too beautiful to eat … but my mouth waters in anticipation.
We stand in front of the decadent creation, our hands are intertwined around the knife, and our guests are surrounding us, snapping pictures with their phones.
"You better not smash cake in my face," I threatened him before we make the first cut.
"I promise to lick it off, Brat." He squeezes my side.
Taking a small piece, he moves his hand towards me with lightning speed, and I know for certain he's going to smash it in my face. Suddenly he stops at my lips, the sweet buttercream tickling my skin. I open up and take it into my mouth, grazing the pads of his fingers with my tongue.
"I could never mess up that beautiful face," he whispers against my lips.
I smile as I pick up a piece of cake with my newly manicured fingers. Edward gives me a cocky smile right before I smash the sweet treat into his handsome face.
"Ugh, you think you're cute Mrs. Cullen?" Edward says before he kisses me covering me in buttercream and crumbs.
We kiss messily, but incredibly happy.
"I love you, Asshole." I giggle as he kisses my neck with his cake-covered face.
"I love you, too, Brat."
~FYR~
Edward opens our room door and then picks me up bridal style.
"I'm too fat!" I yell in protest, but he continues walking with me in his arms.
"Don't talk about my wife like that." He kicks the door closed behind us and then walks us to the bedroom.
The area is covered in rose petals leading to a rose shaped heart on the bed. A bottle of champagne and chocolate-covered strawberries sits on a tray.
Edward puts me down and then crashes his lips to mine. My fingers twine in his hair, not wanting the kiss to end.
"I'll run us a bath, you get undress." He stands and walks to the tub that's in its own little room.
"Oh, bossy Asshole! I like it," I tease him.
"Keep it up, Brat," He says winking at me.
I remove my shoes and my jewelry. Once the water is running Edward walks over to me, and I stand to offer him my back. "Can you unzip me?"
He unzips my dress, placing a kiss on my shoulder. Edward holds my hand as I step out of it.
Once I am standing in front of him wearing nothing but my underwear, his hand encircles my waist pulling me to him.
"You're so sexy carrying our child, Bella." His lips find mine in a heated kiss.
With kisses on my neck and shoulders, Edward leads me over to the bathtub that is now filled with bubbles. He removes my underwear slowly, before helping me into the tub. When I'm comfortable, he brings over the champagne and the strawberries.
He pours two glasses and passes them to me to hold before he gets in behind me. I pass him his glass and relax against him.
Taking a sip of my champagne, I sit upright. "Really Asshole, you couldn't give me real champagne on my wedding night?" I sip the Fre Brut; it's still bubbly and doesn't taste bad at all.
"We went cold turkey together, and we're sticking with it until October."
We continue to soak and feed each other strawberries and drink our non-alcoholic champagne.
I relax leaning back as he wraps his arms around me. We're quiet, enjoying our time together, finally alone. Although it wasn't a large wedding, it was still hard to be together without being interrupted.
"This feels amazing," I say resting my head on his shoulders.
"I wish we could stay longer, I love being alone just the two of us." Edward kisses the top of my head.
"You need to get back to work, and I need to be there for Alice. She has refused to let Jasper do anything else with the nursery. She wants us to do it together."
"I'm so glad I didn't marry the crazy sister," he sighs.
I fling water at his face, and he pinches my side making me squirm. Our playing heats up and turns into more sensual touches with longer kisses.
Edward helps me out of the tub, wrapping a big fluffy towel around me. I walk over to the bed dropping the towel and crawling in. I look at my sexy, hot, old dude, as he is drying himself. His body is perfect with his muscled abs and sexy tattoos.
I lick my lips as Edward stares at me. "Come here Mr. Cullen."
"Your wish is my command, Mrs. Cullen," Edward says letting his towel fall before walking over.
His eyes roam my naked body hungrily before he climbs in and begins worshipping every inch of me. Wet kisses trail up my thigh as he lifts one of my legs over his shoulder.
He licks and sucks at my center, driving me wild with desire. I pull at his hair trying to get him closer, but my large baby bump is hindering me. Edward sucks on my clit as he enters two fingers inside of me.
"Oh God!" I cry out as my orgasm hits me.
Wet kisses travel up my naked body as Edward places himself behind me wrapping me in his arms.
"I'm going to make love to my wife now," Edward whispers in my ear before slipping inside.
"Yes," I purr, enjoying the feel of him filling me.
"Ahh, Mrs. Cullen," Edward moans grabbing me by the neck and kissing me sloppily.
His hands roam my body, one of my legs is hitched over his. I reach back grabbing a handful of his hair savoring the taste of him on my tongue.
"Edward, I love you," I whisper pulling my lips away from his for a moment.
He grinds against me causing me to arch my back in pleasure as much as I can with my large stomach. Edward bites and suck on my neck as I try to pull him closer by the hair.
"Fuck, baby, I'm close," he says as he reaches around me and rubs my clit.
"Ahh, God yes!" I cry out as I come all over his cock.
Edward holds my hips as he thrust inside me repeatedly until he finally comes. We lay wrapped in each other's arms; his kisses pepper my neck and shoulders. I turn in his arms kissing him passionately.
"You're a good wife, I think I'll keep you," he says grinning against my lips.
"You better, Asshole." I push his shoulder.
"Always, Brat," Edward whispers as he kisses me again.
We're quiet for a few seconds, his hand on my stomach. "I think she's sleeping from all the excitement I've been feeling."
"I'm worn out myself. We did it Mrs. Cullen," Edward whispers against my forehead.
"We did, Mr. Cullen." I sigh against his chest.
Edward
The rest of the week is fucking heaven. I spend every minute inside my wife, and when we are not in our room naked, we spend time on the beach or in the resort.
Although there were a lot of things Bella couldn't do because of the pregnancy, we still had a wonderful honeymoon. I ordered us a massage and made sure Bella received a pregnancy one. We also went deep-sea fishing and sailing.
I had an Ultimate Private Island Picnic, which the resort planned for us. We flew on a seaplane to another small island where we were served a delicious meal and spent time watching the sunset in each other's arms.
We lounged by the pool, where I gave a few men my best 'fuck you' stare for looking at my hot pregnant wife. Admittedly, Bella looked fucking amazing in her black, two-piece bikini showing off her baby bump.
On our last day on the island, we stayed in and ordered room service just enjoying each other.
After Bella and I had made love for what seemed to be the hundredth times, she fell asleep in my arms with my hands on her round belly.
I rub at what feels to be a little foot, bending down to kiss it when it kicks at my hand repeatedly.
"What're you doing in there? Trying to get out?"
Kick, kick.
I laugh at my very active daughter. "I know, but it's not time to come out yet. Mommy and I can't wait to meet you."
Kick, kick.
I start humming Michael Buble's, Haven't Met You Yet.
It seems to be the perfect song for my little girl. I don't think he was singing about a baby girl but to each his own.
"And I know someday that it'll all turn out.
And you'll make me work so we can work to work it out
And I promise you, kid
That I'll give so much more than I get.
I just haven't met you yet!"
I hum, and my daughter starts kicking up a storm.
"You like Daddy's voice?"
Kick, kick, kick
"Okay, I'll keep singing …"
"Where ever you are.
Whenever it's right,
You'll come out of nowhere and into my life."
Kick, kick.
"And I know we can be so amazing.
And baby your love is going to change me.
And now I can see every possibility.
Mmmm"
Kick, kick, kick.
"And somehow I know that it'll all turn out.
You'll make me work so we can work to work it out.
And I promise you, kid.
I give so much more than I get.
I just haven't met you yet."
My daughter starts kicking excitedly, and I laugh until Bella wakes up mad as hell.
"What are you doing to her? She's killing my bladder!" She pushes me away and rushes off to the bathroom.
I fall back on the bed unable to contain my laughter. When Bella comes back in the room, she's scowling.
"It's not my fault she loves my singing voice." I defend myself.
Bella climbs in and cuddles into me. "She must really love it, she's still jumpy. You have our baby dancing in there."
I put my hand on her belly feeling my daughter move around. I bend down and kiss Bella's stomach then I kiss her pouty lips. "I love you both so much, baby." I stare into her eyes.
"Ugh! You know I can't stay mad when you're being a sweet asshole." She pulls me closer to her and starts kissing me.
God, I'm one lucky bastard.
A/N: Hi! This is Part 1 of our ending! You will receive Part 2 this week! I handed in one big chap but Fran felt it needed to be split in two. Since I rarely listen to her she just ignored me and sent me this part and said do it! LOL I'm sad to see it ending we still have the epi as well! All you Bachelor Duke readers I may not post until end of week! I started this and it took over!