A/N: Some sweet sappiness ahead, I think they've earned it. Even though I'm usually a dark girl, the mushy side of me loves this chapter.

~I don't care if I fall in love with the devil, as long as that devil will love me the way he loves hell~

We take another nap after all the heaviness of our conversation. Something feels different between us, now that I've confided in him; like the wall between us is slowly crumbling and we're opening more than just our bodies to each other – we're opening our hearts and it's deepening our connection.

I sit up with the sheets bunched around me while Edward rolls over and cuddles into my legs, groaning that he never wants to leave this bed. I laugh at his cuteness, his eyes are heavy with sleep and his face is soft and relaxed.

Right before I'm about to turn around and smother his body with mine, I feel his body stiffen against me and he becomes silent. I turn my head to him to see what's wrong; he's staring at my back with pain and shame etched on his face – we're both still naked.

"Fuck baby… I'm so sorry – I didn't even realize. Why didn't you say anything? The drugs just got me so fucked up. I promise I won't ever hurt you like that again," he rambles.

His fingertips gently graze the cuts and scratches I'm sure my back is covered in. I haven't looked at it but I can feel it; it doesn't hurt much, just a slight sting. A twisted part of me likes it, a memory of our night – branding me. I know it will heal soon.

Edward's lips softly caress the marks on my back. "If this is the treatment I get, you'll have to fuck me against a brick wall more often," I moan as a shiver runs down my spine at the pleasure of his lips against my sensitive skin.

"Baby, it's not funny," his soft chuckle contradicting his words.

I know a part of me should be disturbed with how our first date went but I'm not at all. I found his possessiveness and need to protect me so hot. I love how I make him so crazy with need that he can't control himself around me and purely acts on his desire.

"It's ok, you didn't do anything to me that I didn't want. Look – I love how much you care about me and that you don't want to hurt me; but now that I opened up to you, I don't want you to treat me like a fragile little doll all the time. I still want the crazy, possessive Edward that will fuck me like a ragdoll and control my body sometimes. I will never do anything I don't want to do," I reassure him.

I'm so in love with this new sensitive, caring side of him but I need both sides of him; I can't have one without the other, that's the real Edward. The one that will keep me safe and protect me with his life but also ravage my body and soul when we both need it.

"Hmmm… ok, but you need to tell me if I'm ever being too rough or if you want me to stop, I don't want to hurt you," he speaks with his lips still against my skin.

"I will, I promise."

"Since I fucked you like that last night though, let me treat you like a princess today." So much happiness in his voice.

"Fine, if you insist," I respond jokingly.

A woman will never deny a man that wants to spoil her. No matter how much I crave his wildness; I love him even more, that he has this gentle, affectionate side that worships me.

He gives me a quick peck, "I'll be right back." He gets off the bed and walks to the bathroom. I stare at his tight, muscular ass that looks like it's sculpted, it's the nicest ass I've ever seen on a man. My thoughts wander as I think about what his ass looks like when he's thrusting inside of me, his muscles clenching in rhythm of his thrusts – we need to fuck in front of a mirror.

The sound of running water pulls me from my daydream. Edward comes out of the bathroom. Oh my god, never mind - the front of him is even more stunning.

The artwork on his body, defined pecks, tight abs, the delicious V of his hips that lead down to the part of him that hits so deep inside of me and makes me scream in pleasure; even soft he still looks big. His thick, long cock twitches and hardens slightly from my gaze on him.

"Stop staring at me like that. I'm trying my best to be a gentleman but if you keep on looking at me like that, you're going to break my resolve," he growls teasingly.

"Oh yes please… sir," I purr.

"Ugh… come here woman, what am I gonna do with you?" He throws me over his shoulder and slaps my ass hard as I giggle and he carries me to the bathroom. My legs are weak so I'm grateful he's carrying me.

"Hmmm, I don't know… maybe – fuck me?" I said innocently, biting his delicious ass cheek that's right in front of my face.

"You seriously want to bring out the caveman in me, don't you?"

I chuckle in response, but my gasp cuts it off once we enter the bathroom.

There are candles lit and bubbles pouring out of the bathtub. There's no window in the room and the light is turned off so we only have the light from the candles setting a dim shadow over the room. It's so relaxing and romantic.

I've never been treated like this before, would've never expected Edward was capable of this when I first met him. The thought makes me sad, how so many people view him, not even knowing what a beautiful soul he has under his mask of fear. It makes me want to know why he's afraid to show this side of himself to others.

He softly places me in the bathtub and he slips in behind me, his legs stretched around the outside of mine, his arms wrapping around my waist as I lean back into his chest. "My queen," he places a gentle kiss at the nape of my neck. Our bodies are covered in bubbles.

"Ugh, this feels so good," I moan as the warm water heals the cuts on my back, soothes the ache between my legs and the feel of his skin against mine.

He caresses my body with his hands, roaming and feeling every part he can touch. He grabs some body wash that's next to us and lathers my body with it, being so gentle with my back. When he reaches down to wash between my legs and my breasts, he softly cleans them; not in a sexual way, it feels nice.

We're naked but for once we're not like animals – just enjoying each other's presence and bodies, not in a sexual nature; taking care, soothing and memorizing one another.

Once he's done cleaning me, I turn around to face him and take my turn caressing his body, exploring every inch just washing him. I learn so much about his body, just taking him in slowly, watching every detail. Discovering birthmarks hidden in little spots, scars I haven't seen before – stories for another day. His body is like a map and I want to know everything he's been through.

A feeling washes over us that we've never had before while being intimate; ultimate, breathtaking, heart racing love. The most comfortable silence surrounding us.

It's such an intimate moment; his eyes soft and calm, so green now that they're not dilated from the drugs, a sleepy relaxed grin on his face. He doesn't look worse for the wear like most people do after a night of binge drinking and drugs.

I sit on his lap with my legs wrapped around him and grab some shampoo and lather his thick hair; his head leaned back, eyes closed, mouth slightly parted. I take in every inch of his beautiful face. I rinse him off.

He opens his eyes and just stares into mine deeply; I'm finally able to place this emotion in his eyes that I always see but never know what it is – love. The same feeling I've been repressing for a while now, not wanting to admit it but not able to deny it any longer.

"I love you," a quiet rasp slips from his lips. My heart wants to burst from my chest.

It's scary how every time I'm thinking something, he says it out loud; like he can read my mind, our souls connected.

Tears well up in my eyes at this feeling. I wasn't raised with much love. I didn't experience any love until Charlie took me in and even he struggled to express it even though deep down I knew he did. The most love I've experienced is from my friends but it's nothing compared to this.

His hand grasps the back of my neck, under my thick, wet hair and he presses his forehead against mine. "I love you too, so much," I breathe against his lips, staring into his eyes.

A/N: Don't be fooled, everything is not all fine and dandy between them – not by a long shot!