Final Lemon Warning

New Year's Day came and it signaled the start of a brand new chapter in the eternity of the Cullen Family. Violet was just over ten weeks old, Lily was just under seven weeks old and Ava was almost five weeks old.

Esme and Carlisle were staying at the family's future home in New Hampshire, they were taking care of some last minute details. Their new home was going to be bigger than usual as they were expecting to live there for around five years until the girls started elementary school. New Hampshire was mostly cloudy but on the few days there was sunshine, the girls would be able to enjoy it. They were expecting to move at the end of January.

Alice and Jasper were out on a walk with Violet in her pram in the forest where they wouldn't be spotted by any humans. Edward and Bella were packing up their stuff in their cottage for the move. They were going to come back and visit Charlie at least once a month when they moved.

Rosalie and Emmett were home alone with Lily who had just been put down for a nap in her crib after a feeding. Rose rearranged the fluffy blankets covering her daughter to she was cosy but had room to move. Lily had a little more hair now that was starting to curl at the ends, just like her father. But, it was a golden blonde like her mother. Lily's beauty was incomparable.

It had been several weeks since Rose and Em had made love as caring for Lily became priority. Also, Carlisle had euphemistically told them that they should wait six weeks until Rose felt more up to it. And now, home alone, they wanted one another. Becoming parents had only brought them closer and they wanted to celebrate their love.

They knew they had to take it slow, as it was the first time since Rosalie had given birth so it would probably be a little painful. It was also unspoken, they hadn't actually discussed the matter but they both silently knew it was going to happen. With Lily asleep, most likely for the next few hours, they were left with plenty of time to be with one another.

Bare before each other on their bed, Emmett cupped his wife's cheek and kissed her sweet lips. Rose kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"We'll take it slow, babe" he whispered.

"Slow" she nodded. "I love you"

"Love you, too" he breathed, pulling her in for another kiss like she was his personal dutch courage.

Emmett was sitting with Rose in his lap, his arousal between them. She was also aroused and desperately needing her lover, she was on top so she could guide the pace and force of their lovemaking. She raised her hips hovering over his erect length, he put his hands on her waist. She gently eased herself down with a slight wince.

Rose had her hands on his shoulders with her eyes closed, she could feel a sparse sting for only a second before she was completely connected with her mate. Laying her forehead against his after a second, Rose began to gently rock against him. She was controlling their pace and she wondered why they had been so afraid; it was as wonderful and fulfilling as their usual intimacy.

Moaning, Emmett ran his hands over Rosalie's back holding her close to him. He thrust his body to meet hers but tried to be as gentle as possible, he didn't want to hurt when she felt so good. He grinned as she arched her back releasing herself to the pleasure he was giving her. Her lips found his neck and trailed hot kisses all over it. He closed his eyes and threw his head back.

Her hands rose and held his cheeks so he was looking at her, he opened his golden eyes to meet hers. He saw the passion in her eyes, the love that she had held for him for so many years that had only become impossibly stronger since the birth of their child. The love he reciprocated intensely.

Their lips fused together, their tongues battling for dominance as their bodies continued to dance with each other in the physical exhibition of their love. He brushed a hand through her wavy blonde locks. He didn't stimulate her breasts as he usually did since feeding Lily left Rosalie aching but he made do by finding more of his beautiful wife's body to tease.

"Hey, Stranger" she murmured to him breathlessly.

"I missed you" he said.

She cried out softly as her release approached, their movements became faster - almost blurred. She called his name and crushed her lips to her husband's in an effort to stop herself from waking Lily. He responded eagerly and held her tighter as his own release was imminent.

"Em..." she panted.

"Let go, baby" he breathed in her ear. "Let it go"

And she did, muffling her screams in his shoulder as her body quivered delightfully. She saw her own vision of heaven in him as the world went white behind her eyes and she left her body momentarily. Just the sound of her made Emmett release deep within her groaning magnificently. Regaining themselves, they stared into each other's eyes with pleased smiles.

She touched his cheek "I love you"

His reply was almost inaudible "I love you, too"

Emmett held Rosalie close as he lay back down on the bed. She sighed as they came apart and she rolled onto her side next to him. He put a hand on her shoulder and kissed her cheek. Rose giggled once before falling asleep in his arms. He brought the sheets up around them.

They had reconnected and found each other again intimately.

It was a couple of hours before Em heard Lily's crying from the nursery. He got up and threw on a pair of trousers quickly, Rose stirred once but remained in her peaceful slumber. Picking up his daughter, Emmett cooed quietly. She had grown but was still so tiny in his arms - he found it so odd to think that in just a few short years, she would be all grown up.

"Hey, hey, hey. It's okay" he soothed her and the crying slowly faded to her gentle breathing.

As planned, the entire family plus Jacob moved to New Hampshire a few weeks later with their three new little additions. Violet with her onyx curls, Lily with her champagne waves and Ava with her caramel tresses all had beauty far beyond that of a normal vampire by having the combined beauty of both their vampire parents. They learnt at the rate of any human child at public school resisting the barely noticeable bloodlust that occasionally presented itself.

These were the three miracles that had come from some kind of unknown magic which brought so much joy and light to a family who had previously thought of themselves as complete.