*This chapter is unbeta'd as I found the doc, read it through and just decided to post. Any and all mistakes are all my own*
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It's been a while and this outtake has been sitting in my docs for... a while, I don't even really know how long.
I hope you enjoy it all the same.
EPOV
The last time I stood at the alter, I assumed that it would be my last. I never thought that I'd ever be here again, standing in front of my family and friends, ready to pour my heart out to a woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Never.
Yet here I stood. This time we didn't want anything flash. Not that I had wanted anything flash the last time that I did this, but it was different this time. Everything was different. For starters, my whole family stood by me proudly. Rose didn't care if she stood with me or with Bella.
In our own non-traditional way, Bella had a Best Man, and I had my Best Woman. I don't know. It worked. Bella has never forgotten that if it wasn't for Emmett she wouldn't have what she had now, and neither would I.
Yeah, he probably performed one of his stupidest stunts to date when he took that cab out. I mean really if he had been anyone else, he would have lost his job in a heartbeat, but I digress.
Bella and I didn't want or need a church, there was no point. She and I had our two gorgeous children, our family all made it. Really, what more did we need.
Okay, it took me a while to actually come around to that line of thinking. I wanted Bella to have the wedding of her dreams, whether that was in a five star hotel over in the states, or a massive chapel—but she didn't want or need any of that. She was completely turned off by the idea.
I was the groom here, dropping hints and booking appointments to check out venues, and she was putting her foot down and refusing to come with me.
It took Bella actually smacking me over the head with her a phonebook sized bridal magazine I'd bought, for me to finally understand.
Bella wasn't Tanya. Bella didn't need things, she'd never needed things. Hell, that's the very reason she hopped on a plane and moved to the other side of the world, with little more than a suitcase.
I'd never felt like more of a dick in my whole life.
Standing on a alter that's Em and Jas had made out of palettes, under a wedding arch that Rose had welded, and Alice had added fresh and woven harakeke flowers to. It was perfect—it was us.
I didn't even realise I was fidgeting on the spot, until Rose and Em, both on either side of me grabbed a hand holding me still.
"E, you've got this. " I meet Rose's eyes as she gave my hand a squeeze. I found my lip worried between my teeth, a habit I was sure I picked up from Bella.
"Bro, this is it for you. She's your forever—you found your Rosie." I looked at my brother, and the smile on his face was almost bigger than the one he'd worn on his own wedding day.
"I know and I'll never be able to thank you enough for bringing B into my life—our lives."
I expected kind words from Em, or a joke, but instead he pulled me into his arms in a bear hug, squeezing the air from my lungs—but I wasn't complaining. Rose supported me too, I could feel her rubbing my back as Em held me to him. Yeah, probably looked like a spectacle at the alter—but I didn't care. It didn't matter. I needed this.
I revelled in my brother's almost strangling hug. "I'm so proud of you Edward, so proud."
Before I could say anything I could hear Toni fussing from the front row. Em and Rose left her with the grandparents. Bella and I wanted her to be our flower girl, but Toni did not like that plan at all. We'd got her all dressed up—not in a dress though—she refused to wear dresses. We'd managed to get her into a three piece tuxedo though, because that little girl was all about her daddy and her Uncle Teddy.
Maybe she did want to stand up with her parents and her Uncle?
Em, Rose and I all crouched down so we were a bit closer to her. She pushed away from her grandparents restraining hands and ran toward the alter. Her steps were clumsy and uncoordinated, kind of like a drunken tiny human—but she was definitely determined. Her little eyebrows were furrowed in confusion as she stuck out her tongue.
Much like her Aunty Bella, her foot caught on the top step and she pitched forward. Her small body knocking me flat on my ass. She didn't cry, or even complain, she just pushed off my chest and turned to her daddy.
Jesus. She took after her father something scary some days.
I rose to my feet, quickly dusting myself off as I looked over at Toni snuggling into his chest. When she started sucking on her fist, I could see the long day she'd had was starting to wear her out.
"She's been a bit like that lately." Rose said, as she rubbed her daughters back.
"She's had a big day. I hope the twins are doing okay, especially Angel. She can be a handful." My little girl was way too young to be as sassy as she was.
She couldn't even speak yet, and I was bit worried about how much worse she'd get once she could.
When we herd the wedding march, everything just stopped. I tuned out Rose and Em and just looked down the aisle at my wife.
Liam, was wide eyed and buried as deep into Bella's chest as he could. His little body, decked out in his tiny little tux—not unlike his older cousin's—as he did his best to hide his face in his mother's hair.
Ana was looking at everything and everyone taking everything in from her papa's arms. She loved people watching—as much as any baby could. She took to strangers better than her brother too. Not that Charlie was a stranger, no their Papa Charlie was very familiar to them.
We had Skype calls with him often enough, and he aimed for longer trips than shorter ones. He'd only managed to make it over about four times in the twins short life, but all things considered, that was one hell of an effort.
It was probably only a matter of time before Charlie and Sue looked into visa's to move here. Or at least a long enough holiday visa that they could be here for months, rather than the week they'd swung before.
After checking on my kids, my gaze drifted to Bella. She was absolutely beautiful in her off-white silk dress. It fit her like she was made to wear it—maybe she was.
The people sitting in the seats didn't matter. My siblings standing with me didn't matter. Nothing mattered.
All that mattered was Bella, nothing else could pull my attention from the beautiful woman walking toward me. I wasn't even worried about Charlie who had to give her away to me.
"Da". Okay, almost nothing.
As soon as Ana saw me, she was grabbing at the empty space between us. It was about the only time I'd even noticed we had a crowd—ah guests—as they laughed at Ana's antics.
I don't know if it was just me, or wishful thinking, but I was certain Bella's footfalls came faster the closer she got to the alter.
I missed Charlie giving Bella away, a little preoccupied with settling Ana. Now that she was in my arms she was clinging to my tuxedo lapels, in no mood to let go. When I looked up at Bella, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into me, and kissed her forehead.
She was just so beautiful. She'd lost her baby weight, not that I even cared if she did or not, but she'd also gone that one step further and had toned her whole figure. She started working out with the girls, and though she didn't really build size the way they did, you could see all the hard work she'd put in.
"I love you, B—so much." I cupped her face, and just looked at her.
Before she could respond, the officiate cleared his throat, bringing our attention back to him.
Right, wedding.
Each of us holding a kid on our hip, we turned and gave the celebrant our attention.
I didn't care about the people watching us, even though this wedding was for them. I wanted this for us, for Bella and I. This was the day she wanted, the wedding we'd sleepily discussed as we dozed with the twins on a day bed in our daughter's bedroom.
"Friends and family, you're all here with us today to celebrate Bella and Edward. Together, they stand before us—already married—to share their commitment for each other in front of you all. They've written their own vows, and given they've both got sleepy babies in their arms it's probably time we begin."
I adjusted Ana, so she was cradled in my arm, rather than on my hip. I didn't really know how long I'd be able to hold her like this, but it was definitely going to make it easier for me to transfer her to Rose when I needed to.
Bella had Liam resting over her shoulder, it was his favourite way to sleep and probably the easiest way for Bella to hand him off. He was more difficult than Ana, solely for his attachment to Bella. He didn't really like too many people, and he'd deal with other people if he had too, but my little boy could shut down, dig his heels in and cry crocodile tears until Bella took him.
"Edward, if you would." I nodded at the celebrant as I turned to Bella. I hadn't written a damn thing down when I'd tried to write my vows, so I was winging this.
"B, you changed our whole world when you turned up out of blue. I remember thinking, 'why is this beautiful girl so sad?', and 'I think I'm giving her too much attention—don't be a creep'. I prayed you'd move into the flat just so I could get to know you, and when Alice called me the second morning and said she couldn't wake you up, I think my heart almost stopped beating. I fell in love with you slowly, so slowly I almost didn't know what I was feeling until Uncle Paora passed away, and then it was all I could feel.
"You did everything I needed you to do that day, you held me when I cried, you listened to my stories and you promised me you would always be there. I was so scared that what I felt for you was all on me, and that you were way too good for me, I almost didn't do anything about it. You'd become my best friend at that point, and I was too selfish to lose you. I will never regret a day I have spent with you, or a moment that we've shared, good or bad. You are my world, B, and I know you will be until the day I die—maybe even after that. I've already promised to love you forever, but now I promise to love you for eternity—in this life and the next. I hope that we weather every storm that comes our way together, and promise that I will never go a day without reminding you how much I love you." I struggled to get the words out through a thick throat, and tears, but I got there in the end.
The whole time, Bella just stared up at me, smiling. Even as tears poured down her face, she smiled through it all, sniffling every so often.
"Bella." Both Bella and I looked to the celebrant. Won't lie, I almost forgot where we were.
Bella cleared her throat, juggling Liam a little as she fished a piece of paper from I'm not one hundred percent sure where. She unfolded it single-handedly, her eyes scanning over the page quickly before she handed the note over to Rose—she'd left her place at my side to stand with Bella.
"I wrote vows and everything, but everything I wrote feels trite." I highly doubted that, but it's rude to argue with your wife at the alter. "When I first saw you, I thought you were the most beautiful man I'd ever seen. Even if you were scolding Jasper at the time. I think I fell in love you by accident—or I didn't even realise. You so quickly became my best friend, sharing your day with me and asking about mine, sharing dinners, movies, junk food, shopping trips. We'd been dating for weeks—months even and neither of us even noticed.
"The first time you kissed me, I tasted forever. The first time I saw you with a baby in your arms, I wanted to see you holding my baby, our baby. When you gave me Topaz, I wanted to make sure you and only you would share her with me, and when you gave me your name, I knew I'd never be anyone else. I didn't know how easy love could be until I met you, almost like I didn't know what it meant to be a family—whanau, until I found yours. You're so much more than my husband, Edward, and I promise you will continue to be all that and more as I love you through this lifetime and everyone after it. I love you."
If I wasn't already crying, I definitely was now. I quickly shuffled Ana and lay her in Dad's arms as he'd dashed up from his seat to take her from me. We'd planned for Em to take her, but he had a fast asleep Toni in his arms.
With my arms free, I pulled Bella's bands from my breast pocket, and quickly turned back to her so I could place them back on her finger.
I'd gone out and bought her another ring, an eternity band. It would join her wedding ring and engagement ring on her ring finger. The tiny band was platinum, much like her wedding ring and was covered in tiny little diamonds all the way around.
I knew Bella would never accept an engagement ring with a stone the size of hers had it been real diamond, but I still wanted to put a diamond on her finger. The strongest most impenetrable gem stone available—but she could accept this. She almost had to. We were standing with all of our friends and family.
Bella too was holding my wedding ring. I had a lot of trouble taking it off, and felt completely naked without it. Though I knew the discomfort of being without was only temporary.
"A ring is round, it turns forever—a symbol of Bella and Edward's love for each other. Much like the circle never ends, neither will their love and commitment for each other." The pastor opened his arms, spreading them wide as he looked at us.
I was confused for a second, thinking I'd missed something—I must have, because Bella reached for my left hand and thread my wedding band back where it belonged. The weight of the band, currently cool, felt exactly right.
I couldn't stop myself, as kissed the back of Bella's hand before quickly lining up her rings and sliding them all on together. If she was going to yell at me, she could do it later.
When I looked up from her hands, after admiring the way the rings stacked so perfectly at her knuckle, she was too busy looking at me. When had Charlie taken Liam from Bella?
"Family and friends, Bella and Edward have committed to each other in this life and the next. Their love is pure of heart, and steadfast. May their journey remain blessed, please can you all stand for Doctor and Mrs Edward Cullen, you may now kiss your wife." Didn't have to tell me twice.
Hands free of children, I pulled Bella to me, holding her around the waist. Her eyes were so bright, so happy as I looked into them—also red rimmed, but mine probably were too. "I love you." I whispered, just to her before pressing my lips gently to hers.
As much as I wanted to get carried away, because I did, I always did with Bella. The raucous applause woke up all three children. I pulled away reluctantly, kissing Bella's forehead before turning to our cheering friends and family.
Everyone looked so happy, a lot of our family in attendance wiping tears from their eyes as they clapped way too enthusiastically.
We technically were already married after all.
But no one seemed to care.
Dad was holding a grabby Ana out to me, as I could see Rose handing Liam back to Bella. Neither twin looked happy about being awake, but they looked even less happy to have woken up in different arms than the ones they'd fallen asleep in.
Bella and I walked down the aisle shushing our babies, and responding to all of our well-wishers.
Despite our best attempts to ensure we'd planned our day around the sleep schedule the twins had, it didn't quite go to plan. There were just too many people and way too much going on. I hoped that we'd maybe get them down at the reception, or their grandparents were going to have one hell of a time with them.
It wasn't the perfect wedding exit, but it didn't matter. I had the perfect wife, and I was able to give her what I hoped was her perfect wedding.
Carrying crying babies through a fog of falling confetti is about as fun as it sounds. Ana had begun wailing, and I could only imagine what kinds of photos our snap-happy photographer was getting.
On pure impulse, I pulled Bella into me as we climbed the footpath up from the beach so we could head back to The Point.
She carried Liam on her left side, as I held Ana on my right. As we turned into each other, I was careful not to squish the babies between us. I cupped her face as I just looking her eyes. In those few precious moments, it was just our family, as her dark eyes met mine.
There was so much joy on her face, even with the kids carrying-on. The makeup she was wearing was just right. She didn't look overdone, her eyes looked bigger though. Sexier. I loved it.
I kissed her, with as little shame as I could get away with given we both had a baby in our hip. I hoped our snap-happy photographer got that on camera, because I needed that for my screensaver.
"I love you Doctor Cullen." Bella said against my lips. Before I could respond, Ana's little voice chimed in.
"La you." Liam didn't chime in with his sister, but his tears had quieted with her voice.
I was never going to understand my kids, and I was okay with that.
I couldn't take my eyes off Bella as she was twirled across the dance floor. He dress fanning out around her as she was moved to the music by my uncle. My wife was absolutely stunning.
After we'd both had our moment what felt like five minutes ago, but was mostly like an hour ago, our twins had drifted back off in our arms.
We both struggled a bit to settle them down, but once they'd settled, they'd both passed out. That being said, we'd also gotten a little philosophical too. There was always that tiny part of me that wondered what would happen if Bella happened hopped on that plane. I also hated every possibility my brain came up with.
I mean, if she hadn't jumped on that plane, I wouldn't have had everything I'd always wanted. I got a wife that I love beyond measure, and loved me too. I got my kids, twins too, hell, I even have a dog and a house that I love. I never thought my life would be this perfect. It just was.
Everything about Bella was perfect, even her patience as she was whisked off by my family to dance. She'd barely managed to set Liam down before Uncle Rangi was standing with is hand out. Poor Liam. My son was so hyper sensitive and practically attached to Bella. He'd had such a massive day, so any moment he woke up and couldn't see his mum, he'd freaked out and cried massive crocodile tears.
B, may have stumbled a bit when the twins were born, but the way she was with the twins now, you'd never know. She went from not really wanting to kids, to having twins, and a very needy son. No one, not even me, could calm him down, and as far as B was concerned, I was a pro. Not where our son was concerned. I was tits on a bull for that little boy.
He only had eyes for his mama, and if he were awake he'd be eyeing her up as she glided across the room, waiting impatiently for her to come back to him.
Considering I'd once been told a story about Bella being asked to drop out of a ballet class because she was so bad, you wouldn't even know with the way she was gliding across the floor with my male relatives.
A small part of me wished the twins hadn't miraculously fallen asleep again, I would have loved to have shown the twins how beautiful their mum was.
The twins had been up and down all evening, which for Bella and I was definitely a relief; but I didn't know what that would mean for their grandparents later. All, and by all, I mean all of the grandparents had offered up their services. They were going to be staying in adjoining rooms, and were going to figure everything out together.
Worse comes to worst, Bella and I were only going to be upstairs in the flat. At least, that's what I had to keep telling myself. Angel was a handful, and one hell of a daddy's girl. That being said, I also wanted a needed tonight to be with my wife.
"Don't take this the wrong way, but I can't dance with anymore of your relatives." Bella said tiredly as she fell into the chair next to me. He cheeks were flushed from all of the dancing, but despite her tiredness, the smile on her face never wavered.
I draped my arm over the back of Bella's chair and pulled it a little closer to me. Why were these seats so far apart?
My girl had let the pins out of her hair, so it hung long, loose and curly down her back. I don't even know If she realised that she'd started rocking the twins double stroller with her feet.
"You looked like you were having so much fun though." If I didn't know my wife as well as I hoped I did, the look she gave me in response should have had me six feet under.
I held my hands up in surrender, but she was still glaring. "Don't even go there. I can't feel the balls of my feet, I think I have a blister on my pinky toe and Uncle—I don't actually remember his name, kept standing on my goddamn toes."
I held a Champagne flute toward her and I waited for her to take it before I reached down under her skirts and pulled her heels off. She squealed in shock, but very quickly wiggled her toes in what I thought was relief. She was stubborn as all hell, and determined to get through the night in her heels. I mean, if they hurt that bad, why even bother?
Once her shoes were off, I pulled her feet up into my lap and started giving her a well deserved massage. The smile she gave me in return, before closing her eyes and leaning back into her seat a little, was definitely worth it.
"Rangi." Bella looked drowsily up at me from under her lashes as I kept kneading the balls of her feet.
"Hmm?"
"Uncle Rangi is the one who kept standing on your feet. Uncle Wiremu was the one who gave you a full arms length as he danced with you. Uncle Ray is the one who didn't know where to put his hands, and Uncle Boy was the one who kept hugging you."
Yeah, I watched as Bella danced with all of my uncles, my cousins too for that matter. How could I not? She drew the eye every person in the room. It was the way she looked in her dress, the blinding smile on her face and the absolute joy she radiated.
Never, ever, did I think I'd get so lucky after Tanya to know what true love really felt like. Hell, I'll be honest, there was just something about Bella from the very first moment I met her. She was perfect, even with her sad eyes.
The moment Dad opened his arms to Bella and welcomed her into our crazy family, I knew—okay, more like prayed—she'd never leave.
"You've watched me all night?" Bella sat up, pulling her feet from my lap, she shuffled around until she was sitting cross legged.
"I couldn't take my eyes off of you."
"Why didn't you ask me to dance again?" I smiled at her little pout. I'd planned to. I had. Mum and Dad got held up with some of dad's cousins, and I couldn't leave the twins by themselves. Even if they were sleeping.
Before I could explain myself, Alice turned up. "Because he was waiting for me and Jazz to take over twin duty."
I didn't even see Jasper until he was shoving me from my chair. "Go on, son, go dance pretty with your wife. We've got these two."
Didn't need to tell me twice. Before Bella could take back her words, I grabbed her hands and pulled her up. She stumbled a bit, tripping into my chest on her now too long skirts, but righted herself quickly.
"Smooth." Bella giggled as I pulled her behind me until we were in the middle of the dance floor. The timing was perfect, because the DJ started playing a slow song. I couldn't remember the name of it, but I started singing lowly into Bella's ear.
It's no surprise that we ain't in heaven,
We're on the Earth
But you, you meet me in my darkest cover
Can't count what you've worked
'Cause, baby when the waves crash over me
Baby, when the skies turn crazy
You're the only one that I want next to me, me
The song had been slowed down, an acoustic set rather than pop. The more I sang, the more I realised this song felt like our anthem.
With every passing second, every drop of falling rain
I realise I'm lucky to be holding you
When my ground starts shaking and my bones start breaking
I realise I'm lucky to be holding you
We ain't in a perfect world, we used to bring the stars out
Used to freak my heart out, ooh oh
With every passing second, every drop of falling rain
I realise I'm lucky, I'm lucky, I'm lucky to be holding you,
Holding you, holding you, holding you
Thought I would always be alone, then you, you walked in like a tree
Your smile shine brighter than the sun, to me
Your heart is next to mine
'Cause, baby when the waves crash over me
Baby, when the skies turn crazy
You're the only one that I want next to me, me
With every passing second, every drop of falling rain
I realise I'm lucky to be holding you
When my ground starts shaking and my bones start breaking
I realise I'm lucky to be holding you
We ain't in a perfect world, we used to bring the stars out
Used to freak my heart out, ooh oh
With every passing second, every drop of falling rain
I realise I'm lucky, I'm lucky, I'm lucky to be holding you
And I know (I know)
What we've got is far greater than a dream
You become my everything (Yeah)
I know, (I know) we ain't perfect but I want you everyday
Could I be that lucky
With every passing second, every drop of falling rain
I realise I'm lucky to be holding you
When my ground start shaking and my bones start breaking
I realise I'm lucky to be holding you
We ain't in a perfect world, we used to bring the stars out
Used to freak my heart out, ooh oh
With every passing second, every drop of falling rain
I realise I'm lucky, I'm lucky, I'm lucky to be holding you,
Baby
Holding you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm holding you
As the song came to an end, I'd brought us to a stop. My eyes boring into Bella's, wishing that they said everything I was thinking, feeling.
"I count my blessings everyday, that you hopped on that plane, baby girl—everyday."
Bella wrapped her tiny little arms around my shoulders as she looked me in the eye. She had to be up on her tip-toes to pull that off.
"I'm lucky to be holding you." Maybe she'd picked this song for us.
"Should we just agree that we're both lucky, hmm?" I tightened my arms around her waist, lifting her up so we were at eye level.
Bella had such a slight frame that even after the twins birth I felt like I could hold her like this for hours.
I was shocked when my lips ended up between Bella's teeth. Something that must have been written clear on my face as she gave me a cheeky eyebrow raise. I didn't need to tell B how I was feeling, she could damn well feel it.
"The kids are sleeping." Bella said once she'd let my lips go. All I could do was nod my head.
"Your sister and Jazz are looking after them." Another head nod.
Bella pulled back a little, tapping me on the shoulder. Taking the hint I let her down and subsequently groaned as her lithe body slid down the front of me, the friction, even through the layers of her dress was almost too much.
I'd had at least one baby in my bed every other night, so our sex life was non-existent, and Bella was the sexiest woman I'd ever met. She also spent a lot of time walking around in panties and too big t-shirts.
It was very uncomfortable being around my children with a hard on. Right now, this was no exception. My wife was trying to kill me in front of our wedding guests.
"You are evil." I groaned as I squeezed her hip, holding her to me.
"Not if you head upstairs with me."
Didn't have to tell me twice.
I looked over Bella's shoulder to see Jazz and Alice waving at us, as the twins were wheeled away in their stroller. They were probably going to be upstairs in the parents' room, where they'd watch the twins until the grandparents freed up. All of them, one of them, they'd figure it out.
Fuck, I needed Bella like I needed air. I grabbed her hand, and tried my best to be casual as we snuck off the dance floor. We'd converted the main dinning area, which meant the stairs up to the rooms were out of sight.
That last flight of stairs into the flat was dangerous. We were hands and lips and teeth, and trouble. My elbow caught the banister, I'd pushed Bella a little too roughly into the wall, and she'd almost bitten through my lip on impact.
It didn't stop us though. I'd also never been more grateful that we were horrible at locking the flat door.
My hands were skimming up and down Bella's dress, which was beautiful and super soft, but I was looking for the zipper. I needed to get her out of it yesterday.
"Buttons." She gasped between kissed. Her hands finding mine as she moved them to the thin trail of tiny buttons that ran down her spine.
If there is a god, they will help me work these tiny buttons loose. Every attempt that I made to unfasten a button went no where fast, and if it wasn't her wedding dress, I'd have ripped the damn thing from her body.
"B, you're gonna need to turn around so I can get this fucking dress off you, or we're doing this with the dress on." She was getting a choice, because I couldn't handle not being inside her. Not when she'd toyed with me on that dance floor.
There was a chance that I would never be comfortable with Bella passing that dress down to Ana one day, and I didn't even care.
"I can't wait—couch, sit on the couch." Well fuck me.
Bella didn't need to tell me twice, as I dragged her by the hand and practically fell into the couch.
"You're so beautiful." I found myself saying. Her eyes were dark and little clouded, her cheeks flushed red and it wasn't from the makeup. It was just her. The only light in the room was directly behind her, and in that white dress she actually looked like an angel.
Bella didn't even respond, she shimmied a little and I didn't realise what she was doing until she threw the tiniest piece of lace at my face. If I wasn't rock hard before, I could feel my cock trying to bust free of the zipper.
"Let me help you with that." She practically purred as she dropped to her knees and started working my belt free. The second her small hands wrapped around me I forgot how to breathe.
We'd had sex before, definitely. I mean our kids weren't immaculately conceived, but this was a whole new side of Bella.
"Jesus, fuck, B." Yup. I was unintelligible, as her hands started moving way too softly up and down my shaft. It was too good and not enough all at the same time, and then she breathed on the head. Her warm breath almost practically unmanning me. "Please."
I needed to be inside her, or she needed to use more pressure, because this felt like actual hell.
How could something be too good—too much and not enough all at the same time?
I could have prayed when Bella grabbed my pants and worked them further down my legs until they were pooled at my ankles. Finally, I got to play too. Before Bella could run this show, I worked my hand under her dress. Oh fuck. She was bare.
I found her clit, and started working it, tracing circles around the outside with my thumb before I slid my fingers inside her. She was so wet, there was practically no resistance. I pumped my fingers slowly in and out, but I was more focused on her clit. The moans and the whines were doing me in. When she grabbed my wrist and practically started fucking herself on my hand, my need to get her off overtook everything else. Even my own rock hard cock.
"Please." She practically begged, as her movements got more desperate. I shifted, pulling my hands away from her as I pushed her down on the couch. I moved her skirts up so she was completely bare in front of me.
Oh god, her pussy was absolutely drenched! I felt like a man possessed as I dove for her pussy. Her taste, oh fuck. I knew she preferred clit stimulation, but I couldn't help myself I started fucking her with my tongue. My finger joined the party as I started toying with her clit.
I never heard Bella so vocal, as her softs moans escalated and was met with 'Yes', 'please', 'fuck me' and 'more'. Then she came, her legs shaking so hard I had to grab them to stop her from doing damage.
I kept toying with her clit, working it slowly until she calmed down.
Her whole body was flushed as she looked up at me lazily. "So good." She smiled, as I reached out and brushed the hair from her face, tucking it gently behind her ear. "But now it's your turn."
She pushed me backs so I was leaning against the back of the couch, and she sat over me. I was shocked her skirts didn't get in the way, as she expertly sheathed me inside of her.
I had to hold her still to stop her from moving. So was so wet, so warm and so fucking tight. If she moved too quickly too soon, I was going to blow. When I felt like I could finally handle it, I tapped her thigh.
When she took over raising up, and dropping down, practically using her full force, over and over again. She was riding me like her life depended on it and it was killing me. I needed to feel more of her skin though. Needed it like I needed air.
Round two of working on those buttons. My fingers were still slick from Bella, but I was finally having some luck. Slowly, way too fucking slowly, as Bella's movements continuously jostled me and left me a little cross eyed, I started loosening her buttons.
One, four, twenty, I have no idea how many buttons that dress had, but when I got to the last one just below her tailbone. She came to a stop as she helped me work the dress off and over her head. We couldn't throw the dress far, but it was out of the way at least. As pretty as her bra was, especially with the front clasp, I had it off her and across the room.
Bella's hands were ripping clothes from my body once she was free, and finally—finally, I got to enjoy her. Skin on skin, her body moving on mine, me moving inside her. This was perfect, this was what a wedding night was supposed to be.
We came together, Bella's release triggering my own as I'd fought to hold off for her.
Bella was slumped over me, her shoulders wrapped around mine as she breathed heavily in my ear. We were sticky and sweaty, but this was just us.
"I love you, Babe, forever." Bella whispered into my ear as she leaned more heavily into my chest, her lips gently brushing against my neck.
"I'm lucky to be holding you." Bella laughed into my chest at that before pulling away so she could look into my eyes.
Her eye makeup was still in place, so was her lip stuff as she smiled at me. "We have to name our next kid after Emmett."
Huh? Confused I looked up at Bella. She was smiling so brightly, her cheeks completely pinked, as her eyes danced with a little secret.
"Next kid?"
When Bella placed my hands on here belly, my eyes must have popped out of my head. Pretty sure my mouth was wide opened as I just looked at her.
"You're gonna be a daddy again, E. In a little over six months, our kids are gonna have a new sibling."
Oh god. Oh god. Another baby.
I squeezed Bella to my chest, as I buried my face into her neck. She was giving me another baby. We'd never discussed more children before, because I was happy with whatever Bella was willing to give me.
"I love you, so much." I pulled away and dropped my knees at Bella's feet. I had to kick my shoes, socks and pants off as I knelt at her feet. I kissed her belly gently, before hugging herself to my stomach. "Daddy can't wait to meet you my baby. I love you and your mummy so much."
Another baby. Just when I thought life couldn't get any better, this happens.
Yeah, we were definitely going to find a way to name this baby after Emmett.
So... I hope you enjoyed it.
This was pretty much all fluff really. Edward is whipped for Bella and his kids, period.
I like to think that there's a chance I may write more, I do, but life's kind of sucked, so we'll see what happens.
Arohanui, and more importantl kia haha.
Stay strong everyone and stay safe :)
Nic.