Chapter 12: Wild Night
With wedding bands on our fingers and a stuff black and white dog in my right hand that I won for my bride at the arcade in New-York New-York Casino. Bella and I strolled down the lively, bright Vegas Strip. There were countless people out. Somewhere families with children enjoying a weekend getaway in Vegas, others were college students that were partying hard, gamblers down on their luck, gamblers who hit it big, casino hoppers and then there were numerous newlyweds including us.
Bella and I had a nice little practical wedding at the Little White Wedding Chapel. Standing at the altar I was excited and anxious. I had been waiting a century for this. Though Bella held it together she was as nervous as could be, for a second she was unable to look at me. After our ceremony she confessed she was so nervous she was afraid of fainting if she looked at me so she avoided eye contact with me for a brief moment, however she didn't stumble on or forget a word that the priest had us repeat. When we finally said our "I Do's" it seemed so unreal. So magnificent and blissful. When we were pronounced man and wife and shared our first kiss as a married couple, the alchemy of the whole situation had me feeling very euphoric. I imagine that must be how a dream must feel.
Holding hands, smiling and conversing we continued to walk down the strip to Circus Circus. Before our little wedding ceremony when we were waiting on the wooden bench inside the lobby of the chapel Bella had mentioned that she wanted to see the inside of that casino as well as many others. So while enjoying our walk through Sin City we began Casino hopping. Though there's not much for seventeen year olds to do in Las Vegas other than go to the arcades. I had two IDs in my front pocket, one for her and one for me that looked real and claimed we were twenty-two. Thanks to the ID's I made in Jasper's study before we left my house, we have been able to have a little variety to our fun night in Vegas. Not only have we been having fun in the arcades when we go into the casinos but we have also been able to sit at the slot machines and play.
"Wow it looks like a circus tent." Bella announced in amazement as we walked up to the casino.
"I believe that's because of its circus theme, love" I replied, looking over at the large bright neon sign with the creepy clown that had the hotel's name on it.
"Good point." She giggled.
I smiled at her as I let go of her hand and opened the door for her.
"After you, Mrs. Cullen." The smile never left my face as I said that.
Bella smiled ear to ear. "Thank you dear, husband." Bella walked in the door that I held open.
I watched her walk in the bright, noisy casino. Oh how, those tight jeans she wore hugged and curest her curves, making her round ass look marvelous. The thoughts that were running through my mind, the things that I wanted to do to her. I was tempted to scoop her up and make our way over to Caesars Palace to proceed with our wedding night, but I behaved myself as she stopped walking and waited for me as I walked in after her. She slipped her hand back in mine. I knew she wanted to see Circus Circus and that's what we would do. There would be plenty of time to make my fantasies come true.
"Where do you want to go, love?" I wondered as a group of rowdy drunk college kids walked in and passed us. "Casino or arcade?"
"Arcade. Then slot machines." She spoke without hesitation as we began walking.
"Your wish is my command, Mrs. Cullen." I loved how her new last name sounded.
"Lets go." She was very eager to get upstairs, to the arcade that is called the Midway.
In the arcade the booths were set up to look like games at a carnival. The first game I played I won her a funny looking stuff toy gray striped fat cat. Handing her the toy cat she gave me a kiss. That one simple kiss prompted me to play more games and win more prizes. With each toy I won she placed a small kiss on my lips. That small gesture continued to encourage me and made me want to show off and continue winning. Soon I was carrying a large see-through trash bag full of stuffed animals of every shape, size and color that I won for her. I even played a few games with my eyes closed and won. Which impressed some of the game attendants, where others thought I was being a show off. Bella enjoyed it and that's all that mattered to me.
The last toy I won was a giant two foot penguin with sparkly purple eyes before the acrobat show began. Bella and I went to the middle of the arcade and took our seats along with a bunch of other people. We watched in anticipation as the acrobats walked on the tightrope and did countless tricks. Once the show was over we walked down the stairs to the casino.
Bella led the way to an assortment of Alice In Wonderland theme slot machines. With the bag of stuff toys between us she and I sat next to each other and began to drop coins into the slots. When she first wanted to try out the slot machines at the Golden Nugget I was surprised that Bella was willing to play the slots and didn't complain about spending or losing money, she was having fun.
With each coin that dropped into the slot we won some money and lost some. While pulling the lever of the noisy Alice in Wonderland slot machine, I saw a waitress in the distance handing alcoholic beverages to an older couple that's when I caught her thoughts. She noticed Bella and I and was silently questioning to herself if we were old enough to be gambling. I continued reading her thoughts and saw her intent.
Thinking fast and knowing Bella literally can not lie I leaned into my wife's ear. "Bella," I whispered as I placed my hand on my wife's knee, she turned and looked at me.
"Yeah?" She questioned.
"There's a waitress on her way over here. She's going to card us." I quickly explained. "Act natural and let me do the talking. Okay?"
Without a word Bella nodded and nervously bit down on her lower lip.
We carried on idly conversing as we gambed. Just trying to blend in.
'These two are definitel underagers. They look too young.' Came the waitresses concerned thoughts as she made her way over to Bella and I. "Excuse me," She said in a polite voice that was full of authority as she stood behind both of us.
I glanced at Bella. She looked so guilty, like a kid that was caught with her hand in the cookie jar. I was hoping she wouldn't speak and give us away.
"Yes?" I turned around, speaking in a smooth voice.
'What a voice. Though, I'm sure he's not old enough to be in here, neither is the girl. I'm sure of it.' The waitresses' thoughts were all on how young Bella and I appeared to be. "Are either of you twenty-one?"
I eyed Bella, trying to slightly remind her to keep quiet. I then looked back at the waitress. "My wife and I are both twenty-two." I spoke the lie with smoothe confidence, trying to make my voice lower.
"We just got married a few hours ago." Bella excitedly announced.
I chuckled to myself. So much for her keeping quiet but I wasn't cross, it thrilled me how happy she was to be married to me.
"Congratulations." The waitress smiled a fake smile, we thanked her while her thoughts were on how many times a day she congratulates newlyweds. "I'm going to need to see some ID."
"Sure." I stood up, reaching in my right front pocket and pulled out the fake IDs. I handed them to her.
'Hmmm…. Both were born in 1983. That does make them twenty-two... Interesting. Carlisle Anthoy Platt and Marie Bella Masen.' She checked the date of birthdays and read the names on the ID's.She was surprised that the dates of birth on both of our ID's checked out. She was also thinking how uncommon my first name was, that she's never heard of it before.
When I made the ID's I flipped Bella's first and middle names around and gave her the last name I was born with. For me, I used my father's first name as mine and my mother's maiden name as my last name, keeping my middle name.
The waitress looked one more time at the photos on the ID's then at Bella and I. "You two look very young. Enjoy that while it lasts." She handed both ID's to me.
"Thank you." I placed our ID's back in my pocket.
"We have our plastic surgeon to thank for that." Bella blurted out.
'Huh?' Came the waitress' thoughts.
I covered my laugh with a cough, praying she didn't blow our cover. Leave it to Bella to say something unnecessary.
"Would either of you like something to drink?" The waitress asked politely.
"Can I have a Pina Colada?" Bella spoke the words as a question.
I wasn't surprised that she asked for an alcoholic beverage. During one of our late night conversations in her room Bella had confessed to me that she had alcohol before. Back when she lived in Phoenix with her mother, she had been allowed to drink a glass of wine or a wine cooler at dinner beginning at the age of fourteen. Apparently her mother had thought that it was a good idea to allow her to drink at home so she wouldn't be curious to drink at a house party or other underage social gathering. Not like Bella ever actually participated in wild teenage events.
"Yes of course, and for you, sir?" The waitress looked at me.
"Jack and Coke." I amended.
The waitress nodded her head and left to go get our drinks.
Bella looked at me raising an eyebrow. "Since when do you drink?"
"Probably around the same time I started having plastic surgery." I teased her.
Both of us giggled and I leaned over to her, placing my lips on hers. Her soft lips were begging for a much longer, more passionate kiss as I began to break away, remembering we were not alone. There would be time to get lost in a kiss later. The waitress soon returned with our drinks and we moved to different slot machines while Bella quickly drank her drink, saying it was really delicious and then asked for another one when she saw the waitress again. Though I would just have to cough mine up later, I still drink it, wanting to be like other couples and be able to have a drink with my wife. Well, two drinks quickly turned into three. Which somehow ended up turning into seven, before I knew it my stomach was very full of soda and alcohol and Bella was very entertaining and very tipsy.
"You're so cold you're hot." Bella's words slurred together as she put her hand on my upper thigh and leaned her face close to mine. Her hand began on a path that continued to go up. I quickly put a stop to where her hand was headed to. "Live a little, Edward. Have your way with me right here on the floor."
She gave me what was supposed to be a suggestive smile. I could only assume that's what it was, though it made me laugh.
"Ok, I think you had enough." I gently took the small clear glass out of her hand and put it on top of the slot machines. Where it wasn't easily accessible to her while she was sitting down.
Bella stuck her lower lip out in a pouty way. "You're no fun. I want some more!"
She was being a little too loud. The woman next to her turned and looked at us for a second, her husband that was next to her looked at Bella and me and began to laugh.
With a nervous chuckle I shook my head. "No, Bella. You're going to draw unwanted attention to us." I spoke in a soft voice.
Bella shrugged her shoulders and turned to the woman beside her. "HI!" She said three octaves louder than necessary, displaying her finger with her wedding band when the woman turned to look at her. "I married the hottest guy in 11th grade!" She pointed an unsteady finger at me. "Every girl wants him but I have him."
"Good for you. Congratulations, to the both of you." The woman whose thoughts were all on hoping to win the jackpot said.
"Congratulations." Her husband said with a laugh, looking at me. "You kids, really shouldn't be in here. But hey, it's Vega, what happens here stays here. We won't say anything."
"Thanks." I said. I then turned my attention back on my wife who had her hand dangerously close to my crotch as she loudly told me to take my clothes off when I moved her hand away from my lap. I gently held her hands by her wrist as she began to whine about wanting to drink more.
I had never had any experience with handling drunk people and I've never been drunk myself. I wasn't quite sure what to expect. So I could only imagine Bella would continue to become more rowdier. Before she was able to make more of a spectacle of herself I whisked her away and out the door of the casino. To her dismay we left her seventh pina colada inside Circus Circus. While we were back on the Vegas Strip I had both of my hands on her waist, trying to keep her upright while she was telling, more like shouting to anyone and everyone on the street, that we were newlyweds.
We began walking but didn't get very far. At the same time that I involuntarily emptied the contents of my stomach, spilling all the Jack and Coke I had pretended to drink on the sidewalk opposite of the Riviera. Bella ended up attempting to take off her clothes. Surely we were a sight to see. Me puking all over the sidewalk and her flashing people. What a fun teenage experience we were having.
I was more than thankful for this couple - two men - who saw us, and did not hesitate to come over to our aid. One of the men used his jacket to shield Bella who had managed to shed her jacket and shirt. The other guy, assuming I was drunk was consoling me. Once my stomach was rid of all alcohol and soda I thanked them for their assistance as I helped Bella redress, even though she didn't want to because she claimed she was hot. Before Bella and I could walk off in the destination of our hotel I caught the couple's thoughts that were insync with one another. They were generally concerned about the two teenagers that stood before them. Wanting to make sure we would get to our destination safety, they asked to accompany us on our walk. I didn't have a problem with that, they began walking with us.
Bella ended up proving she was not capable of walking the one mile from Circus Circus to Caesars Palace when halfway through our walk she was unsteady on her feet and hanging on to me. I picked her up and walked with her in my arms, the couple were very impressed by my strength. I did not put her down until we were inside Caesars Palace, Bella and I parted ways with the caring couple as they went off to the casino and we went up to the penthouse.
Inside the magnificent decorated penthouse, I felt a fringe of disappointment. With her being in this state our wedding night wasn't going to go as I intended it to.
"Oooooh!" Bella exclaimed as she stumbled into the large living room of the penthouse. "So pretty." She was looking up at the elenget chandelier.
"Yes." I agreed. "We can look around the room tomorrow. Right now you need sleep." I took her hand and began guiding her to the master bedroom. Sleeping off the alcohol would be the best remedy for her.
With what I assumed was full force Bella yanked my arm. "No!" She shouted, stopping right there in the long hallway.
Startled, I stopped walking and I looked back at her. "You don't want to sleep?" I questioned.
Bella gave me a long hard look before she spoke. "Well, now, then there." Her words did not make sense as she patted my chest. "We are married. Are we not?"
"Yes." I answered her. Not sure what she was going to say next.
She licked her lips. "It's our wedding night. It's settled then. You need to fuck me and fuck me hard! Harder than you did today. I'm not some breakable doll, ya know. Have your way with me. Bite me and fuck me, Edward."
My eyes widen at her choice of words. Neither of us had ever uttered that particular word in front of the other, especially not in that context. I never knew "fuck" was in her vocabulary. I didn't know why but hearing her say it like that, I liked it.
"Tempting." I spoke honestly, tucking a loose strand of her hair behind her ear and kissing her forehead. "But it would not be proper to take advantage of you in your current state. I'll take a rain check when you're sober." I kissed her forehead again.
Bella's eyes narrowed. "If I want you to fuck me how is that taking advantage me? You're a silly goose."
She had me there. She was now my wife and she was asking me. Well more like demanding. The question was if I should give in or not? I began to ponder over that.
"Oh come on!" Bella rolled her eyes and stomped her foot in annoyance. "This is the time to fuck not be no gentleman."
Her words were slurred and her body slightly swaying. Although she was being serious, I was entertained and couldn't help but laugh. Which caused me to get a disapproving look from her before she pressed her body into mine and kissed me.
"Go sit on the couch." She demanded, with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.
"Why?" I wondered.
"I'm going to give you a lap dance before we fuck. Unless you would much rather go out and purchase a power stroker." Her warm hand touched my jeans, grabbing the growing bulge in my pants.
At a loss for words I gawked at my wife. My innocent Bella. How on earth did she know about power stokers? With her being intoxicated I did not ask. I probably wouldn't get a logical answer. Before I could utter another word she commanded me to go back to the couch and sit down so I could watch her undress. It was the easiest demand anyone ever made of me. I carried her back to the couch, I sat down while she stood before me.
Entertained, aroused and sitting as still as could be I watched drunk Bella, who insisted on me calling her Stella for some unknown reason. Gave me the most hilarious stripteas/lap dance anyone has ever gotten in the history of mankind. I couldn't stop smiling as she began to dance around me, pulling off her blouse and getting her head caught in the collar before she could get it off. She struggled to get out of her shirt, stumbling backward while she tugged and pulled, doing it all wrong.
I quickly got up and was at her side in less than a second. "Need help?" I offered, gently freeing her from her blouse.
"No. I'm fine." She tried to swat my hand away. "Now go be a good husband and sit your ass down. And no touching." She hiccuped, pointing to the couch.
In amusement I sat back down. Not taking my eyes off her, she looked ravishing in her tight jeans and black bra. She stumbled over to me, nearly falling into my lap, I caught her before her soft breakable body could hit my solid form. I placed her up right, asking her if she was ready for bed. She ignored me and proceeded with my lap dance. Her back was against my chest and she was grinding her firm ass against my hard member that was covered by my jeans.
All of a sudden Bella stopped grinding and sat on my lap. I was now her chair.
"Tired already?" I questioned, my lips close to her ear.
Bella turned her head to the side in an attempt to see my face. "No. I can't remember how to take this off." She tugged at the front of her bra.
"Is that all?" I laughed. Quickly my right hand reached up her back an unclasped her bra.
Bella stood up, turning around as the straps from her bra slid off her shoulders. I watched with anticipation as she pulled off her bra, revealing her perfect creamy white breast and pink nipples that were already hard. She attempted to toss her bra at me, but it flew on the other side of the room, nowhere near me. I chuckled at that.
I enjoyed every minute of it. Bella is normally clumsy but while inebriated she was even more uncoordinated. It was adorable when she twirled around a few times before trying to remove her pants and panties at the same time. Her left pants leg got caught on her foot. She hopped around a bit making me laugh. I never took my eyes off of her. She finally managed to remove her pants and panties and the sock on her left foot, letting them hit the carpet.
Stumbling, giggling and almost tripping over her own feet as well as the coffee table, she made her way over to me to continue with my lap dance.
"Would you want to take off your sock?" I question, looking down at her last article of clothing.
"Nope. It stays." She stubbornly said between hiccups as she continued her uncoordinated sexy dance.
My enjoyable exotic lap dance did not last that long. It ended with Bella putting her hands on my knees and her face close to mine, demanding I give her a striptease because I had far too many clothes on and that wasn't fair because all she was wearing was one sock. Seeing her perfect necked body with the sweet smell of her arousal in the air had me impossibly hard. I complied. I stood up on the couch while she sat on the floor.
I started doing my best striptease performance.
I slowly removed my shirt. Bella began clapping and shouting at me to show more skin and hurry it up. I chuckled at her eagerness as I tossed my shirt at her. Of course she didn't catch it, my shirt landed on her face. It took a few seconds before she pushed it off her head.
I didn't break eye contact with her as I began to unfasten my belt.
"Too slow!" Bella loudly complained. "Take everything off! Do it now."
"So impatient." I smirked, jumping off of the couch and landing gracefully a foot away from Bella.
She watched with a mixture of anticipation and impatience as I unfasten my belt and jeans. I couldn't help letting out a small laugh at her enthusiasm as I stripped down to my boxers, making my erection spring forward, stretching the fabric of my boxers as far as they would go. Bella cheered in excitement that my "dick" as she was referring to it, was freed from my jeans but was having a difficult time waiting for my boxers to come off.
Unable to wait, Bella wasted no time in scooting over to me on her knees. Placing both of her hands on either side of my waist her chocolate brown eyes looked up at me, my eyes met hers, encouraging her to go forth with whatever she might have in mind.
With a devilish grin on her face she slid my boxers down to my ankles. I stepped out of them and kicked them to the side while her hand grabbed my erection that was begging for attention. It twitched in anticipation against her warm hand. Firmly holding my penis she leaned her face forward, placing a soft kiss on my tip. She released my penis from her hand. I moaned as her hands grabbed my ass, pulling herself closer to me while her tongue ran up and down a pleasurable path on my shaft, beginning at tip and going all the way to the base and back again.
The sensation of my body soaring through the air took over me as Bella took my member in her mouth and began sucking vigorously. I closed my eyes, rejoicing in the pleasure. My hands wanted to reach out to touch her head, but feeling afraid that I might be too rough with her and accidentally crush her skull I balled up my fist, keeping them at the side of my thighs. I was enjoying every minute of her mouth on the most intimate part of me that's all for her.
Bella continued to suck me while she swirled her tongue on the head of my penis at the same time. I trembled and moaned with pleasure.
'I guess this is good. He seems to really like that.'
"Yes, love. You're doing great, don't stop. This is sublime." I replied breathlessly.
To my dismay Bella immediately stopped sucking and her mouth broke contact with my penis.
"Why are you talking to yourself?" Bella asked as I opened my eyes.
Her words confused me. Was she so drunk she was now delirious? "You questioned if I liked it." I remind her.
"I never said anything. My mouth was busy." She insisted. 'I wonder if vampires can go crazy. Is he hearing things now? Fuck. I think he's lost it.'
Realizing she did not say the last part out loud. Her mouth was not moving just like she didn't say anything when she was giving me head, which would have been impossible. My jaw dropped open.
'What's the matter with him? Why is he staring at me like that?' Bella's thoughts came at me.
Giving me a crazy look she sat down on the carpet, looking up at me.
"I don't know how but I can hear you." I whispered in amazement.
This was truly astonishing!
'Fuckin shit. He's gone bananas.' Her "voice" sounded drunk just like the words she spoke. Not fully understanding what I was meaning her thoughts were slightly annoyed that I had interrupted her earlier task. She was also very concerned for me. "Yes, Edward, you can hear me because I'm speaking." She rolled her eyes in annoyance.
I lowered myself to the floor, sitting face to face with her I shook my head. "I mean I can hear you. As in I can hear what you are thinking!" I placed my hands on either side of her face, leaning forward and resting my forehead on hers.
We sat like that for a while until she tried to pull away. I dropped my hands, resting them on her thighs and she moved her head back to get a better look at me. I saw from her mind that her vision was blurry from being intoxicated. I saw images from her mind from earlier tonight when we got married and us making love in my room. It was fascinating to finally be inside her mind.
This was unbelievable! I was astonished and surprised. I sat there sitting across from her on the floor staring at her. I was finally able to read her mind. I couldn't understand how it was possible nor did I care.
"You can read my mind?" Bella questioned, too drunk to fully comprehend and take me seriously.
"Yes." I was thrilled, ballfled and intrigued by her mind spontaneously becoming available to me. On our wedding night of all occasions.
There were not enough words to describe how happy I was to finally be able to hear her inner monologue no matter how much profanity drunken Bella was thinking.
"Interesting." She said while her eyes were laser focused on my hard penis. Her thoughts were very welcoming. 'Edward, If you can hear me. Shut up and fuck me any way you want. I'm yours.'
Feeling like the luckiest man on earth. I leaned in closer to her and kissed her passionately. Just as random as her thoughts had come to me, they left just as fast. But I didn't let it worry me, if I heard her thoughts once maybe I would hear them again.
Sharing a passionate kiss I gently rubbed her breasts while she grabbed my penis and began stroking me. My other hand moved from her thighs up to her vagina. Bella moaned as my index and middle fingers, teasingly rubbing her folds before sliding a finger inside her wet entrance. Both of us moaned. She was soaking wet. She was very ready for me.
"Please fuck me." She pleaded, her words were muffled as her mouth was against mine.
I pulled my face from hers so I could properly see her. "There's something I want to try."
"Anything." Bella looked lovingly at me, a drunken smile spread across her face. "You are welcome to bound, gag and tie me to the bed post if that's what you wish as long as you fuck me. You could use a wipe or even a personal massager on me. I'm open minded to anything you want."
"I'll keep that in mind, my love." I winked. I had no idea she was so adventurous. When she is sober she does not show this side of her. "How do you know so much of the contents of a sex shop?" I just had to know.
Bella shrugged. "Growing up when I lived with my mom, whenever she didn't have a boyfriend she would have catalogs laying around the house that she would order from. She called what was in those catalogs "Lady Goods." My mom was fine with me looking at the catalogs and explained what each item was for. At one time she even had a stripers poll in our garage." She explained.
I shook my head. I had never met her mother, only talked to her on the phone a few times. From what I knew about her she sounded very different from my mother. More of a friend than a parent.
"So do you want to practice Japanese bondage? That might be fun." She questioned.
I was taken aback by her question. I was even more surprised when a flash of an image from her mind made its way to mine, of her using an extension cord to tie me up! That's not what I imagined when she asked me that question.
"Actually... I was thinking of taking you from behind." I explained.
"Let's do it!" She was more than willing.
Chuckling at her eagerness I grabbed a few couch cushions and placed them on the floor. I then instructed Bella to position herself on all fours. She did as I asked. I quickly positioned myself in the back of her, gently placing my hands on her waist and proceeded to enter her from behind as she grabbed my penis and gilded me in.
She was so wet I slid in effortlessly, mindful to hold back some as to not hurt my fragile little human. She moaned and I growled fiercely in pleasure. With my hands lightly holding her I thrusted slowly, gradually going faster. As much as I wanted to grind at a very rapid pace I did not, even when she was urdging me to "fuck" her harder and give her my all. I moved in and out of her at a reasonable fast human pace. I liked this new position. I could go deeper. Simultaneously as my tip hit her cervix she let out a scream that was a mixture of pain and pleasure and I let out a low snarl of pleasure. This felt so damn good. With each thrust I showed her just how much I loved her.
The aroma of her arousal is like my own personal perfume. Along with the pleasure of her tight walls gripping my penis, her encouraging me to "fuck" her faster. I felt like I was in a pleasurable frenzy. In the mix of the pleasure and my human instincts, my vampire instincts were attempting to kick in just like they had earlier that day in my room. Bella felt so good. Her skin also looked good in a very bad way. With the sound of her fast heartbeat that was pumping blood throughout her body it was difficult not to think about how her blood would taste. The urge to bite her was very strong as I was trying to ignore it and focus on the pleasure of my penis going in and out of Bella's tight vagina that was so wet for me. As my enjoyment continued with the sweet sexy sounds she was making for me. I could not resist the urge to bite any longer. I quickly turned my head, leaned over and sunk my teeth into the couch. The fabric on the couch easily ripped when my teeth made contect, stuffing from the couch exploded around us.
I was overwhelmed in every possible way with all the increasing sensations. I wasn't sure how, but each time we made love it was better than the last.
Bella countied to be firm and not change her mind about her wanting me to give it my all and "fuck her brains out" as she had put it. I gave in, thrusting a little faster. She wanted me to use my vampire speed but I did not do that. I knew that would end up really hurting her. As I carried on, hitting her cervix with my tip I heard her gasped.
'How does this hurt but feel so good at the same time? Fuck!'
"I don't know. But I'm sorry I'm hurting you, love." I answered her question, slowing my thrust. "Do you want me to try another position?"
"Hell no! What are you talking about? I didn't say anything. Shit! You heard me again? Fuck me harder and bite me." Bella, who has the mouth of a sailor when she drinks was not pleased that I thought about stopping.
"Yes I heard you. And no, I will not bite you." I was fascinated to be able to use my extra hearing with my love. "You feel so good, love." My right hand slid from her waist to her citorus as I continued a faster rhythm. My body began to tense up.
My moves becan more frantic as Bella whispered encouraging words to me until my venom spilled inside her, coating her walls. Seeing how she was three sheets to the wind I slid out of her, breaking our first intimate union as husband and wife. She was drunk, tired and now to the point of not making not much sense. Though she still insisted that she wanted more and did not want to go to sleep. I picked her up and carried her in the master bedroom, I pulled back the covers, laying her down on the California King bed. I climbed on the bed beside her, cuddling her and pulling the covers over us.
The night's events were unfamiliar. There was no nightly conversation in the dark like normal. Instead there was incoherent babbling from Bella about pomegranates or Pomeranians I couldn't tell which, throughout the middle of the night. Each time I tried to hum her lullaby in hopes she would fall asleep, she would refuse to lay still and would demonstrate strange yoga poses in bed. Between the incoherent babbling and the intoxicated yoga poses, she was also doing her best to try to seduce me which I couldn't stop laughing at her, she was too funny.
Throughout her intoxicated state her mind was spontaneously available to me. As the hours passed by I began to hear her thoughts less and less but still, it thrilled me to no end. Every time I heard her mental voice, no matter the length of time I felt so excited, like a kid locked in a candy story.
The night with Bella was very entertaining. At one point, after having a human minute, she left the bathroom and went to the living room, I followed her. Bella was extremely persistent and demanded swinging from the chandelier with me holding her up for support. When that was over she sought out the clear trash bag full of stuffed animals from the arcade. There was no stopping her as she stumbled to the room dragging the bag of toys behind her. I watched with curiosity as she went around the room, placing and rearranging the stuff toys all over the bedroom in very questionable positions. I felt sorry for this one purple monkey, a Jamaican banana, and a smiling green alligator. Bella was really not kind to those three, the banana got it the worst. Eventually she finally tired herself out, around 3am she plopped on the bed and fell asleep as soon as her head came in contact with the soft pillow. I covered her up and settled in next to her. As entertaining as all this was to me, I vowed to never have her drink so much again.
As she peacefully slept, not tossing, turning or sleep-talking. I was debating if I should throw my clothes back on and go for a quick hunt in the desert before the sun came up to satisfy my thirst and ease the burning in my throat. As much as I did not want to be away from my bride, I knew I must take care of my thirst. I slid out of bed, went into the living room, gathered up my clothes that I had been wearing and put them on.
It didn't take me long to exit the Hotel. I went for a run in the beautiful empty desert where it was just dirt, rocks, dry shrubs and Joshua trees around for miles. In no time at all I caught the scent of a pack of coyotes. I got into my hunting crouch letting their scent over take me. I caught and drained three. Filling full I hurried back to the penthouse where I took a shower to wash the scent of wildlife off of me. Bella was still sleeping when I entered the bedroom, I climbed back in bed next to her.
Bella continued to sleep peacefully. With an hour before check out time, seeing how she was still sleeping, I decided to go downstairs to the lobby to pay for another night. I had a feeling she was going to be hungover and I did not want to take her home that way even though we had planned on going home today. Before returning to the penthouse I went to the gift shop and bought Bella some headache medicine. My lovely bride was still sleeping when I returned. Anticipating her waking up I got on the phone and ordered room service for her.
Her waking up seemed to take years. With her lunch waiting for her in the kitchen on the table I laid in bed with her. I turned the TV on real low so I didn't disturbed her. She continued to sleep peacefully.
Finally my wife rolled over and her eyes began to open. "Good morning." Bella said groggily, her eyes struggling to focus on me.
I gazed at my beautiful wife who still appeared tired. As she stretched her body that was stiff from laying still while she slept I began to wonder if she was so tired from being hungover or was I the cause of wearing her out with all the wonderful sex we shared yesterday? Though I would never get tired from it, I had to keep in mind that she was still human and would need a break every now and then.
"Good afternoon, beautiful." I correct her. "It's almost 4pm. You slept thirteen hours. How do you feel?"
Bella held her head and groaned in pain as she sat up.
"Hung over?" I questioned with a small smile, handing her a glass of water I had on the nightstand and two pills for her headache.
Bella did not respond. Not even asking what I was giving her, she took the pills and cup of water from me. She greedily gulped down the water.
"Thirsty?" I asked when she handed me the empty glass of water.
"Yes." Bella answered. "I feel horrible. Why did you allow me to drink so much?"
"I didn't allow you to do anything." I chuckled, reminiscing of how amusing she had been. "You stood your ground and told me what was going to happen. I was merely an innocent bystander." I gave her a kiss and laughed at how funny and amazing our wedding had been.
Definitely not what I had envisioned when we set off to elope. But I wouldn't trade our wedding night for nothing.
Bella did not look happy that I was laughing. She rolled her eyes and looked around the large room. Her eyes locked on the dresser which held two stuffed animals right in the center, a fluffy rainbow unicorn and a black and white dog positioned to look like they were going down on each other.
Bella turned to me and gave me an odd look. Did she assume I did that?
"What's with all the toys having sex?" She asked.
I shrugged. "You were dead set that all the toys have an orgy since we made love."
It was funny when she had been drunkenly prancing around the room, placing the toys everywhere, describing to me what each stuffed animal couple, or threesome were doing.
Bella rubbed her face with her hands. "That was a crazy night. What else did I do?"
I laughed. "Where should I start?"
Bella groaned and an adorable blush colored her face and neck. Did she think the night was awful? Doesn't she know any time I spend with her is pleasurable even if she was hilariously intoxicated?
I put my arm around her, pulling her close to me. The heat of her naked body scorching through my clothes, I welcomed the warmth. "You were very enjoyable to watch. I was even able to hear you which was fascinating." I explained with a wide grin. "I like drunk Bella. I mean Stella, which was the name you insisted on me calling you." I laughed.
"That's odd I wanted you to call me a different name." Bella replied, confused. "I don't even know any Stella. I have no idea where that name came from."
I chuckled at her confusion as well as the unforgettable memories of last night.
Bella wondered out loud why she would want me to call her a different name. Her pondering had me wondering how she had chosen that uncommon name for her drunk counterpart, suddenly a scene from a movie I saw in the theaters many years ago popped in my head.
"Have you ever seen "A Streetcar Named Desire"?" I questioned.
Bella rubbed her eyes and forehead with her hands. "I'm not sure." She answered. "Is that the black and white movie with Marlon Brando and a crazy lady?"
"That's the one." I idly played with her hair. "There's a memorable scene in that movie where Marlon Brando's character is outside yelling the name Stella. Maybe when you were intoxicated you were thinking about that movie." I shrugged.
"Could be." She simply said. "Was there anything else unusual that I did?"
A sudden wide grin spread across my face as I thought of another unforgettable moment of our wedding night.
"There was something extremely amazing that happened." I couldn't hide the excitement for my voice even if I wanted to. "I was able to hear you last night. To finally read your mind! It was absolutely incredible."
My wife's chocolate brown eyes looked surprised. She blushed an adorable pink. I rushed to kiss her, assuring her that she had nothing to be embarrassed about.
"Do you remember me being able to read your mind?" I wondered.
Bella nodded in agreement. "Yes. But I was sure that part was a dream. I never actually thought you would be able to." She blushed a deeper shade of pink. "How did that happen?"
"I don't know." I grinned and she returned my smile.
I leaned over, giving her a kiss. I wanted to figure out how to hear her thoughts again.
Before I could deepen our kiss Bella pulled away. She apologized explaining she needed a human minute. I went to the kitchen, placed her plate of food in the microwave, when it was done I took it out and met her back in the room. She already climbed back in bed and I presented her with the tray of food I ordered from room service.
"A hamburger, frys, Dr. Pepper and a Corona." She named each food and drink as she looked at it. "What's with the beer?" She asked looking at me.
I shrugged. "When I ordered your food I asked if there was anything that would be good for a hangover. The person I talked to suggested beer to balance it out. I was told it helps if you drink the beer first then eat." I explained as I laid in bed next to her.
"I hope this works." Bella uttered as she grabbed the bottle of beer and began drinking. She said it tasted terrible. Once she was done she handed me the empty beer bottle. She then started eating.
Our first day as a married couple began lazy. We stayed in bed, cuddling up to each other and watching movies on the classic movie channel. After a few hours when Bella no longer had a headache we made love on and off all evening, we couldn't get enough of each other. Bella and I were thoroughly enjoying our honeymoon.
There was nothing better than being alone together. It was a joy to enjoy my wife without siblings to disturb us. It was a very wonderful experience.
Each time we made love I broke a lot of stuff and bit into numerous items. I was mindful to break the stuff around Bella instead of grabbing onto and hurting her. I couldn't pinpoint why but the urge to bite her was getting stronger each time we became one. The fantasies that were beginning to go through my mind were troubling me. I was beginning to imagine being inside of her, sinking my teeth into the delicate flesh of her neck and drinking her blood. Every time I had the small morbid fantasy I would imagine what her blood would taste like. Allowing myself to fantasize about it helped me not give into the monster.
Even though I wanted to protect her, to shield her from danger. I couldn't shield her from me. Since our conversation in my room from the previous day, Bella was more than aware of the urge I had to bite her. She knew the horrible urge was rather strong when we were making love. We talked about it a few more times and she actually encouraged me to bite her right then and there since we were now married. After all, that had been our arrangement, marriage and then her transformation. As tempting as that was, I was not about to give in and bite her in Las Vegas.
Having a newborn vampire in a crowded city would not be wise. She wouldn't be able to control her thirst. She would definitely go on a killing spree and slaughter a good portion of the population in Las Vegas. I couldn't allow that to happen. That would definitely draw unwanted attention from the Volturi. I knew from my father's History lessons he gave me in my newborn days, the price that it would cost Bella and I if that were to happen. That wasn't something I wanted to ever think about.
Once I made it clear that her transformation would not take place until we were in the comfort of my home, under the watchful eye of my father and I had the knowledge of Jasper to assist me in caring for a newborn. Our conversation on the matter ended.
Even though the sun was down in Las Vegas, the perfect time for a vampire to be able to walk around the lively desert city and take his beautiful wife out to dinner, to any restaurant she pleased. Or even go for a nice walk on the town and go sightseeing like a couple of tourists. We decided to skip all that and stay in. We decided to take it easy, stay inside and peacefully watch movies together. After the first fifteen minutes of "The Wizard of Oz" we became uninterested with the movie playing on TV. We soon were passionately making love with the TV playing in the background.
After I ordered dinner from room service for her it was decided that after her dinner we would take a nice relaxing hot bath together in the large bathtub, a first for us. While she ate I prepared our hot bath water and got in, allowing the temperature of the water to make my skin warmer. I relaxed alone in the tub for a while until I heard Bella's soft footsteps accompanied by the beautiful rhythm of her heartbeat becoming louder as she neared the bathroom.
Wearing only a white fluffy robe she entered the room. I watched as my wife stood before me. Her chocolate brown eyes twinkled with mischief, a sexy little smile played on her lips as her hands slowly untied her robe.
The water that was very, very warm did nothing to sooth my excitement of seeing Bella strip out of the fluffy white robe she was wearing, letting it fall to the floor. Not that I wanted to calm my excitement that had me impossibly hard as our romantic evening in the tub proceeded. With her completely naked I reached my arms out to her, wanting her in the tub with me. I was anxious to have her near me. Taking a bath with Bella had been one of my fantasies for a while now and it was finally going to come true. She climbed in and carefully sat on my lap.
Pressing my nose to her hair I breathe it in her scent. My throat slightly burned but the burning in my throat was nothing in comparison to my physical need for my wife. The warmth of her beautiful body, the love that enveloped the steamy air around us put my worst fears at ease. Bella trusted me that I would never hurt her and I made it this far with proving her right. I would not let her down.
The all-too-familiar warmth that started in my stomach quickly spread throughout my body as she crushed her lips to mine.
Our bath quickly became very hot and steamy as she slid her delicate hand in the water, grabbing my erection. Involunteering I groaned as she began stroking up and down my length. I closed my eyes while her hand continued running up and down my hard member.
The pleasure she was bringing me felt magnificent though I needed more. I needed to touch her too. My hands wasted no time in finding her beautiful breast that fit perfectly in each of my hands. I began gently squeezing her breast and playing with her nipples that were hard from my touch, my hands reminded on the soft skin of her breast before slowly trailing down her stomach to her hips, stopping in between her thighs.
Very slowly my hands went to her most intimate spot. Bella moaned as my middle finger on my left hand slid into the heath of her vagina and began sliding in and out as my index finger on my right hand went right to her clitoris and began rubbing small circles. She stroked me and I rubbed and pumped in and out of her, both of us moaning in pleasure, encouraging the other to continue.
The movements of my finger on her clit quickened as the movement of her hand on my shaft slowed then stopped. I didn't mind, I didn't want to make a mess in the bathwater. I kept up a steady rhythm of rubbing her clit and pumping my fingers in and out of her vagina as her breathing swallowed, toes curled and her back arched. She let out a low moan as she was overtaken by the pleasure of an orgasm.
We were up and out of the tub and dried off as soon as her orgasm subsided. I was all too eager to make love to her on the comfortable spacious bed.
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