Learning to Breath
Disclaimer: None of these characters etc. belong to me. They all belong to the wonderful and amazing Stephanie Meyer. I don't think I could ever be that creative. Lol. Stephanie rules!
Author's Note: Hey peeps. This is the honeymoon scene, so LEMONS!! This is rated M for a reason. Hope you enjoy! Happy readings!!
Human, If Only For a While
For the remainder of the reception, my excitement got the better of me. I was practically bouncing all over everywhere, trying to find an outlet for all the pent up energy. Edward kept laughing at me, saying that I was worse than Alice. I couldn't help how excited I was to be married! Not to mention that with marriage came the honeymoon. I'd been waiting for tonight for what seemed to be an eternity. And that was saying something coming from an immortal.
When the reception was finally over, all of my sisters and Esme whisked me away upstairs. They changed me into a white dress that would have given Merlyn Monroe a run for her money. They also took down my hair so that the curls tumbled down my bare back. Esme handed me the suitcase we would need for the week we'd be spending wherever Edward was taking me, and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "Good luck." She said, smiling. The others did the same, and I hugged them each in return. And then we headed back downstairs. Edward was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs, still looking exquisite. He had changed from the tux into black slacks, and a white button up shirt. I grinned at him, and he answered with my favorite crooked smile that flashed his dimples.
"Are you ready?" he asked, taking my hand and one of the suitcases. I smiled.
"Yes. Are you still not telling me where we're going?" I asked. He smiled.
"It wouldn't be a surprise if I did." He said. I sighed dramatically.
"Fine. Let's go." I said. He nodded, and we said goodbye to our family. "We'll see you soon. Take care of yourselves." I said. My family nodded, and shooed us out the door.
At the airport, or should I say airports, there were many flights. Okay not many, but several. After all the connection flights, we finally reached our destination. Rio de Janeiro, South America, Brazil. Edward still wouldn't tell me anything. We got into a motor boat, and headed out across the water. The night was warm, and the moon was full and drenched everything in a beautiful silvery light. As Edward drove the boat, I stared at him. The moonlight turned his skin silver, and shimmered in his bronze hair. He'd never looked more beautiful.
I was so lost in my thoughts, that I didn't even notice when we arrived. "We're here." He said. I looked out, and saw an island. It was fairly large, and the most beautiful place I'd ever seen.
"Oh! I didn't think there was an island out here. I don't recall seeing one on a map." I said. And I'd seen many, many maps. Edward smiled.
"It wouldn't be. Welcome to Isle Esme." He said. I stared at him for a moment, and then burst out laughing.
"Of course! That's too perfect. I love it." I said, touching his face lightly. Edward smiled.
"I'm glad." He said. We docked the boat, and then headed up the little path towards a house. It was amazing. I struggled to take everything in, but once we got to the bedroom, everything I'd seen flew out the window.
It was all white, with a big bed draped in white gauze, and doors open to the night that led to the water. I sighed. "Edward, it couldn't be more perfect." I said. Edward dropped the bags, and cupped my face.
"I wanted everything to be perfect, my love. My wife…" he whispered. I went up on my toes, and kissed his lips lightly. Edward sighed into my mouth, and deepened the kiss. His tongue traced my bottom lip, and I parted my mouth on a moan. Edward gripped my hips, and pulled me against him. I growled, and pulled away from him.
"Just give a minute to get ready." I said. He nodded, his eyes hot, and I went into the bathroom with the little black bag Alice had packed me. I brushed my teeth, shaved my legs again, and then opened the bag. Some of the underwear I knew I wouldn't be brave enough to wear just yet, so I went with what jumped out at me. It was a midnight blue, silk nightgown, and underneath it I wore a simple black lace bra and panties. Blue was Edward's favorite color on me, so I knew he'd like this. I brushed my hair one last time, and then went opened the door.
Edward was at the door, looking out over the water, breathing in the night air. He was still dressed, but that was okay. I enjoyed revealing his skin inch by inch. Any and all nervousness or embarrassment that I might have felt disappeared. Edward was relaxed, and his calm gave me peace of mind. So I decided to flirt a little. "Hey handsome." I called, leaning against the doorway. Edward turned around, and the look on his face was priceless. His eyes widened and darkened, and his mouth parted slightly. I rubbed one of my legs against the other, and shook my hair a bit. "Do you like it?" I whispered in a sultry tone I hardly recognized. Edward said nothing, just walked forward.
He stopped just in front of me, and continued to stare. "Well?" I asked.
"Exquisite." Was all he said. Then he yanked me against him, and his mouth crushed against mine. I gasped, and tangled my fingers in his hair. His hands were everywhere, gripping my arms, pushing against the small of my back. He started walking, leading me to the bed without breaking our kiss. I jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist, and he carried me easily over to the bed. I couldn't seem to stop kissing him long enough to get on the bed. Our tongues tangled, rubbing, teasing, tasting. Suddenly Edward broke away, and began kissing my neck. His lips pressed and rubbed while his tongue flicked out to taste my skin. I braided my fingers into his hair to hold him in place, and purred loudly.
Next thing I knew, Edward tossed me back onto the bed. I gasped, and then Edward was on top of me. His knees straddled my thighs, and for a moment he just looked. Then he met my gaze. "Are you ready?" he asked. I nodded.
"Yes! Please, Edward!" I begged. Edward leaned down and kissed my collarbone.
"You must tell me if I hurt you." He said.
"I will. Now please make love to me!" I demanded. Edward chuckled against my skin.
He slowed to a painstaking pace, gently brushing his lips over my neck, shoulder, and collar bone. His hand smoothed down my arm, over my waist and hips, down my thighs, and then gripped the back of my knee. He hooked my leg around his hip, and I used it to pull him closer to me. He pulled away, and before I could object, he met my gaze. That one look was enough to send my already overworked heart hammering against my sternum. He pulled away a bit further, and placed his hands on my thighs. I knew what he was doing, so I laid back, and relaxed. Well, as much as I could anyway.
He pushed the hem of my nightgown up, while still caressing my thighs. He pushed it up to my waist, and I sat up so he could remove it completely. He pulled it up over my arms, and I shivered at the delicious feel of the silk sliding over my skin. When he saw what I was wearing underneath, his jaw clenched. "Are you trying to kill me?" he asked. I grinned.
"This was that surprise I told you about." I replied. He groaned.
"I guess that means that you have more?" he asked. I smiled, and feigned innocence.
"You mean you don't like it?" I asked. Edward looked at me again, and growled.
"No. I like it too much, but that's the problem." He said. I didn't get a chance to reply, because his lips were suddenly back on mine. I'd heard of 'burning passion', but I never thought people meant it literally. I felt like I was going up in flames, without feeling the pain.
Edward's hand caressed every inch of my skin, making every nerve ending in me zing with electric waves. When his finger brushed over my breasts, I gasped, and arched against him. His fingers made quick work of the front clasp of my bra, and then tossed it behind him. His hands were back, and even as I felt the liquid fire speeding through my veins, I wondered how woman did this on a regular basis. You'd think they'd spontaneously combust or something.
There was a pressure building inside me, that I desperately wanted to relieve. So I arched my hips towards Edward, trying to communicate my need for him. He chuckled against my mouth. "Patience." He murmured. Did he seriously just say that? I groaned in aggravation, then realized that Edward was still fully clothed. I would have to fix that, immediately. I tried undo the buttons on his shirt, got impatient, and simply ripped it open. Edward laughed. "I never much liked that shirt anyways." He said. I laughed, and ran my hands over his skin. He truly was delicious. I couldn't seem to get enough of him.
I ran my hands over his stomach, and felt his muscles clench as he shuddered. I flicked open his slacks, and he helped me push them down over his hips. Then he was back, the irritating barriers of clothing gone. I memorized every inch of his skin, touching here, tasting there. Then Edward was inside me. I gasped, and my hips bucked. "Are you okay?" Edward asked roughly. I nodded, and dug my fingers into his shoulders. Edward kept up a steady rhythm, stretching me to the point of point of pain, but I only registered the intense pleasure. The pressure continued to build, and build, until molten fire burst in my core, and waves of it crashed over me. I screamed Edward's name, and that seemed to send him over his own edge, and then we were falling. We were falling endlessly into oblivion.
When we finally came to, I was still breathless. "Am I still alive?" I asked. Edward grunted. His face was buried in the crook of my neck.
"I certainly hope so." He said. I laughed, and stroked his severely tousled hair. He lifted his head, and looked into my eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked. I nodded.
"Yes. A bit sore, but that's to be expected." I replied. Edward sighed in relief.
"I'm glad." He said. "I have to admit, I never thought it would be so intense. I was almost the first vampire to have a heart attack." We both laughed, which did interesting things to the way we were connected, effectively ending that conversation. We ended up making love into the night, and early morning.
When I finally woke up, the sun was streaming into the room, and I was draped over Edward, both of us still naked. I stretched leisurely, and didn't even feel stiff. I looked up at Edward through half closed eyes. "Morning." I slurred. He grinned.
"More like afternoon. It's nearly one." He said. I grinned.
"That's truly wonderful." I said. Edward laughed, and carefully looked over my skin. Upon seeing no bruises, he sighed.
"I'm glad you're alright." He said, holding me tighter. I might have told him that even if I did have bruises, they would have been gone by now, but I didn't want to spoil his good mood.
"So, what are we doing today?" I asked. Edward laughed.
"Whatever you want to, my love." He said.
That week, was the best of my entire, long, life. Edward would get up each morning, and bring me breakfast in bed. I had to admit, he was an excellent cook for someone who didn't eat. Then we would explore the island in the afternoon, watch movies or listen to music in the early evening, and then make love in the quiet of the night. It was pure heaven. I was starting to wonder if I truly wanted to turn into a vampire. I wasn't sure I wanted to give up this part of our relationship.
When I said as much, Edward smiled. "I thought you might say that. I asked my brothers, and Carlisle about it. My brothers said that as a vampire, the physical aspects don't change much. And I asked Carlisle about your case specifically, and he said he saw no reason why it shouldn't be true for you as well." He assured me. I couldn't help but tease him.
"You asked Emmet about it?" I asked. Edward grimaced.
"Believe me, it's not a conversation I'm willing to repeat." He said. I laughed.
That week, I saw a new side of Edward. I saw a playful side that he rarely showed, and that I adored. But he also showed me great love, and passion, and I knew I was truly the luckiest woman in the world. I wondered what great feat I had overcome, or incredible deed I had accomplished to deserve someone as amazing as my husband. I knew that Lady Bast, guardian of cats, must really love me. So every night, after making love with my soul mate, I would look to the heavens, smile, and say a short prayer of thanks.
I was Alexandra Marie Cullen. And I had given my heart to Edward Anthony Cullen, who had returned my love with one that I would cherish forever…
Ending Note: Hey peeps. I'm sorry but, this is my last chapter for a while. I'm going on a camping trip on Wednesday, or I guess tomorrow, seeing as how its past midnight, and I won't be back until Sunday. And camping means no laptop. :( I worked my butt off to get you this last chapter before I leave, so I hope you liked it! And sorry if there's a bunch of mistakes, because like I said, it's midnight, and I'm whooped!! Hope you keep reading!! Please review!! Oh, and by the way, I have a lot of new and exciting chapters planned for the future, so wish me luck! Peace!!!! ~~~~~~~~:D~~~~~~~~