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Just to help with any confusion…remember that Edward promised Bella a re-do of their honeymoon.

Remember I DO NOT claim to be a lemon writer – and I had to keep in mind this was their first time…human and vampire.

Bella POV

I heard his soft chuckle as I stepped to the water and made purposeful splashing noises. The warm liquid flowed over my toes and then legs before I came to stand beside him.

"Beautiful," I said taking him in. I'd nervously commented on the moon last time, but this time I was appropriately infatuated by his allure.

Catching onto me, his lips quirked. "It's all right." He turned slightly toward me. "But I wouldn't use the word beautiful. Not with you standing here in comparison." His eyes looked silver in the moonlight. This time we did match, skin for skin, eye for eye, heart for heart. We'd been through hell since that night.

"I promise we would try. If…if I do something wrong, if I hurt you, you must tell me at once."

I remembered his words and how comforting they'd been.

"Don't be afraid. We belong together." No truer words had ever been spoken. He was truly my other half. I'd understood that with my human mind, and my vampire one was able to contemplate the truth of those words to fathomless depths.

He wrapped his arms around me, bringing our bodies flush to one another. The heat sizzled between us as our bare skin touched. "Forever," he said in a gruff manner, the lust making his velvet voice harsh…intoxicating.

With that, he pulled us into the warm water, placing his lips to mine.

At first his kiss was soft, our closed lips touching each other like butterflies kissing, and I grew impatient, wanting to taste him. Moving my hands into his hair, I tugged impatiently, brushing my tongue across his lips. His gasp sent his sweet smelling breath over my face, and I felt dizzy with it.

"Bella, you did the same thing on our honeymoon, but you didn't have the strength to actually force me to do anything. Now…you're killing me…" he grinned "…in all the right ways."

It was hard to go slow, feeling him cradled between us. I knew how it felt to have him slid into me now, to feel the exquisite stretch of my muscles as he filled me, touching my very core. I knew what it was like to feel him pull out so that his head was poised just at my entrance, to feel the throbbing occur as I waited for him to push into me again.

It was hard to be patient or virginal.

The warm water lapped around us as I moved slowly against him, mimicking the action I wanted in a much more aggressive and satisfying way. He held still, allowing me to run my hands across his neck, through his hair, and back down his shoulders, while our tongues continued to pay homage to one another. I knew that we hadn't kissed like this before my change, but I was certain my innocent kisses were probably as aggressive. My passion rose and suddenly kissing wasn't going to be enough. My subtle growls and aggressive nips at his lips much have told him what I needed, so continuing to let me devour him, he moved through the water taking us back toward the house. But much to my surprise, he stopped and reached behind us, taking the towel I had worn down to the beach, laying it on sand.

"Edward?" I murmured, barely taking my lips from his.

"I've always wanted to see you in the moonlight, Bella," he said as he lowered us to the towel, keeping our bodies close. "May I?" he murmured huskily.

Even now, it felt as if a blush should burn across my face. I nodded shyly…uncertain as to why, considering how I'd been attacking him just moment before. My husband had seen me a million times without a stitch of clothing, and then I realized it was most likely a residual memory from our honeymoon.

"Did I blush?" I asked in a passion laced voice.

I felt his lips curve against my neck. "It was beautiful…spreading down across your chest. Along with the scent of your arousal, it drove me wild."

Moving slightly away from me, Edward's eyes captured mine. He placed his hand at my neck and softly ran it down my neck, across my shoulder, and along my arm. The caress made goose bumps appear on my skin, following his passage. A fragment of a memory ran through my mind…of me moaning at the contact. Picking up my hand, he placed a soft kiss at my wrist, running his nose across it. "Savoring the bouquet" he'd called it when I was human.

Then he softly kissed along the sensitive inner skin of my arm moving back toward my lips. Pressing firmly against them, he threaded his hands gently through my hair.

"You're beautiful," he murmured before leaning up to gaze at me.

From his vantage point, he could see my breasts, and I saw his eyes darken. Running a single fingertip across my lips, he allowed it to travel down my neck. Slowly, as he watched, he followed my clavicle before letting his finger drift down to the curve of my breast. I gasped at the sensation, my nipple hardening. His gaze remained focused on my breast, causing me to twist in need, wanting to feel him take me into his mouth, for his tongue to rasp across me. Instead, he moved his finger down to circle me and brush over my tight nub.

"Edward!" I gasped out, arching into his hand.

"So responsive..." he said softly, before moving to skim over my breastbone and curve around me, giving my other breast the same treatment. "I imagined many times how perfect you would be, but it is a testament to the limitations of the vampire mind. You surpass even my wildest dreams."

His lips captured mine again, and it was a slow sensual worship. My sensitized breasts rubbed against the wall of his chest, and I wanted to move against him…so I pushed softly, and his hands moved to my hips guiding me in a gentle rhythm. I'd done this, I realized. He was helping me recreate my actions of that night. The rocking of our bodies against each other caused his thick erection to rub tantalizingly against me. This would have far surpassed any contact he'd ever allowed, always being so gentlemanly, even though I now knew that he'd suffered from the same lust as I had. His hands then came to mine, moving them to his hair, and I realized the message…thread them through his chaotic mess. Shivering at the feel of his silky hair sliding across my fingers, a moan tore from me when he broke from my lips.

"Bella…have to kiss you…not like on the honeymoon," he begged and then pressed my lips open without waiting for an answer, his tongue moving into my mouth and rubbing against mine.

The taste of his venom burst over me, making me feel drunk, giddy. But he didn't let up even when I felt my body begin to spiral from the soft assault. I wanted him to move faster, harder, but he persevered with the gentle motion, kissing me senseless and allowing me to tug at his hair forcefully. The heat pooled between my thighs, and I could feel the venom leaking out of me just before I felt the tension break and soft waves wash over me. His snarl saturated the air around us. It was deep and feral…a vocal representation of a man pushed to his limits. Whimpering against his chest, I was stunned to be reminded that I'd had my first orgasm out under the stars. He moved back slowly and rose to one elbow. As I panted, he moved his hand to my stomach and traced patterns across my skin, making the heat smolder and flare up again.

The sound that come out of me when he placed his lips where his hand had been was nothing sort of a plea.

"Shh…My Love. I'm here."

His voice was threaded with such varying levels of emotion, control, and lust, that I felt beautiful, being able to produce such a reaction from him. What had happened was soft and gentle for us, but as a human, I could imagine that it'd been an incredibly erotic, life-shattering, and redefining moment.

"Edward!" I hissed as his tongue traced around my belly button.

He leaned up on his knees and the caress of his fingers continued over my stomach and thighs, down my legs and to my feet. Finally getting my body under some control, I looked up to find him gazing in wonder at me.

"Your beauty never fails to amaze me, Bella…" he groaned "…flush with blood or luminous in the moonlight."

Combined with the embarrassment and intrigue, a brief glimpse of Edward like this filtered through my memory. Had he remained this way for me to gaze upon him? If so, I could only imagine my fascination…I'd so longed, as a human, to be able to see more than just the bare glimpse of his marble skin that a few loose buttons could provide. The light played like a lover over him…luminous, he'd said. He was right.

But he was still in need, and I went to grasp for him.

Capturing my hands before I could touch him, he guided them to his shoulders. "Here, Bella," he said roughly. At first, I thought that he was just attempting to make our time last longer, but then I realized I wouldn't have had the boldness to touch him there so quickly. Feathering my fingertips across the strong muscles of his shoulders, I watched in delight as he shuddered at my touch. Soft growls of need filled the air around us as I followed the path of moonlight across the planes of his muscles. This time, unlike the first, I paid attention to the marks of war, the scars that had been formed by teeth and venom. They made me desire him more, to know that he'd risked everything in order to provide for me, for us. He twitched when my hands moved to his sides, brushing over his ribs to move to his chest. But I broke his control when my fingertips brushed over his nipples.

"Bella!" he growled out, his hands closing into fists as he fought for control.

I smiled at him timidly, uncertain where to go. As always, with a tortured smile, he took control, reaching his hand out to me and pulling me to him. In a blink of an eye, I was being carried gently toward the house. He didn't need to see where he was going, and I benefited from his vampire senses, as he teased my neck, pressing his nose to the spot where my blood would have pumped furiously at his attention. I heard his deep breaths and knew that he must have been tortured by my blood on the honeymoon. It never failed to amaze me the level of control his love for me gave him.

I expected to be taken to bed, but instead he moved to the shower, deftly putting up my hair so that the water washed the salt away.

"The ocean felt amazing, but I thought before we went to bed you might appreciate cleaning up," he said it in a gentlemanly like manner, but he couldn't disguise the smirk to his face.

He reached out for a soft washcloth, putting body wash onto it. Starting at my neck, he slowly worked the cloth across my skin. By the time I was clean, I was panting in need again. He turned the shower head toward me, letting the hot water flow over my skin. I questioned it until he moved to press my body with his up against the tile, his fingertips brushing down one of my legs to reach the back of my knee. Then in a move that stunned me, he hitched my leg over his hip, leaving my swollen lips open for his caresses. And caress he did, his long fingers softly traveling through the liquid pouring from me. I screamed when his fingers gently entered me, stretching and teasing at the same time.

Coldness! I remembered it…the sense of how good it felt against my turgid flesh. He'd been making my transition from virgin to his lover easier, stretching me while at the same time stoking my desire.

"Oh God." My eyes rolled back into my head.

The words ripped from me as he moved deeply into me, his fingers going deep to then swirl out and over my clit. The heat burned brightly…I was at the cusp of coming again…when he moved back inside me. His teeth clung to my neck, and I knew there was no way he'd allowed himself to do this during our honeymoon, but for now it was incredibly erotic. The expectation of feeling him bite into me and the burn of his venom that would result added a level of need.

"Edward, please!" I begged.

His fingers plunged deeply and with great talent, his thumb hitting me at the same time. I fell apart against him, pleading for him to take me, needing to feel him inside me.

"Sh…" he soothed, letting me clutch at him as I shook. The feel of a fluffy towel wrapping around my body was my next awareness. "I'm taking you to our bed now, My Love" he said gently, placing kisses along the top of my head.

"Bed, yeah…" I mumbled against the skin of his chest.

I was laid out against the sheets like a great treasure. Edward's black eyes leisurely travelled my whole length before he said, "Perfect."

Then his lips were on me again, tasting, testing, paying attention to all the areas that made me squirm with lust. When he closed over my left breast, I was surprised I didn't tear this hair out. Screaming out his name, I pulled him closer, needing more. But when I went to flip him over, he stopped me.

"Bella, no," he said darkly, and I was immediately reminded that he'd already brought me to two shattering orgasms, but he'd yet to have the same pleasure.

By the time he was through teasing me, I was a bundle of mindless need, wanting, but unable to even ask. His name and "I love you" interspersed with my moans and cries of need filled the heady air around us, but when I reached for him, he grabbed my arms, keeping me from touching him. It was then that I felt him move over me, taking my lips again.

Flashes of excitement and expectation consumed me, and I remembered then…looking up into his black eyes and knowing the moment had come. I was truly going to be his…the waiting was gone…the past denial was behind us. Tears of happiness had leaked from me, and he'd groaned with satisfaction, knowing he'd brought me to the level of almost incomprehensible pleasure with how he'd stoke my body's passion.

I'd trembled against him in total submission when he leaned down to lick my tears away.

When he joined us, I was beyond anything other than allowing him to manipulate my body for our greatest pleasure. My joints came unhinged when my third orgasm hit me, and I was barely aware of when he fell apart as well. Blackness threatened me as I almost felt as if I was going to pass out.

His breath was coming in great gasps, but he did manage to say, "This is where you passed out. Scared the hell out of me." Almost as if he had to pry his fingers away from my shoulder he released me…explaining the damn bruises that had caused his melt down. I was accounting the ones on my arms to when I'd decided to attempt to touch him.

Gathering me in his arms he turned so that I rested across his chest.

"I watched you the rest of the night. It was the most erotic experience of my life. You moaned my name at least a hundred times that night. I came so close to waking you up several times, but I knew you needed your rest." He grinned adorably. "It was a close call though."

"I bet," I gurgled out a laugh.

If I'd known that, I was certain I would've used it as ammunition against him.

"Three times?" The question was proposed as much in amazement as in inquiry.

"I'd planned more, but your smell…" He shuddered harshly under me. "I couldn't handle any more…your blood…your arousal…your scent." His eyes which had been sparkling with amusement darkened again just in memory.

"I just remember waking up and having the feeling that I wanted more…to be held tighter, closer, to feel you crawl under my skin."

He pulled me so that our lips were merely a breath apart. "Well, if that's the case, can we move along to the day you wore me down now." His expression was so hopeful that it was funny.

I started laughing even as he began licking at my neck. "Yeah…I definitely think I can manage that, because there is no way I'm faking sleep for the next few hours." I also seemed to remember a few surprises from that day, him pulling me on top to let me have control, his lips in areas that probably made me blush scarlet red, torn pieces of silk and lace…yes, I was eager to see if my memory served it justice.

"Your wish, my command, My Love."

And with that, he pulled me under again.

My sincerest thanks to Twilover Sue for helping me beta this! She is so kind to help me try to make sense of my mess!

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