EPOV:

Standing on the beach with my back turned, I heard every sound inside the villa on Isle Esme. Bella rustling in our suitcases. In the bathroom. Cursing under her breath, her heart racing. The shower turning on. The razor against her skin as she shaved her legs. I smiled to myself as I unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall to the sand. Always my Bella, worried about what I would think.

Little did she know I was just as much a mess as she was. In my human life, so far away now, I had never had more than a chaste peck on the school yard. In my immortal life, I had had even less than that. That is, until Bella came along. All bets were off at that point and she knew what sort of power she had over me. It had taken every single minute iota of my self preservation to not indulge in every attempt to ravage her. There were only two things that ever stopped me. First, she deserved better than that. She deserved love making and worship and endless praise. And second, and much more shamefully, I didn't trust myself.

I didn't know how to do any of this. I knew the basic logistics of how it worked, of course. Thanks to my siblings and their lack of keeping their thoughts to themselves, I knew a great deal more than that, even. And of course I had ran through various scenarios in my head many times...many, many times, while Bella lay asleep in ways that this could go. Some left her skin flushed red with pleasure, but most of them left her pale and cold, whether it be from death or from her becoming like me.

I shook my head, bringing myself out of my thoughts and let my hands fall to the waist of my pants. No, I would do this for her. I would do anything for her. I would burn on a pyre for the rest of my cursed existance, if it meant her happiness. My pants fell to the sand, my boxer briefs with them, and I stepped towards the ocean. Something about her walking out to find me completely bare just didn't feel right.

The ocean water was warm on my skin as I kept my back to the house, looking up at the sun and allowing my palms to rest on the surface of the water. I could do this. I would do this. I heard the sound of the door slide open, and Bella's footsteps softly padding over the wood of the deck, down the steps to the beach. Then I heard the sound change as she went from wood to sand. Her heart was racing remarkably fast and I knew that if my heart could still beat it would be doing the same.

I didn't turn because I was afraid to. Bella left me helpless. Defenseless. And I had never quite let myself be this vulnerable with her. But God, I wanted to. My head only turned a fraction when I heard something hit the sand. A towel? Well I suppose she would need to dry off when we got out. More soft thuds of feet in sand, then small waves as her skin met the water. I gazed at the moon, praying to any deity that may be out there to let this go well. To allow me to give her everything I so far had been unable to.

Finally she was at my side, though I didn't allow myself to look at her just yet.

"Beautiful," she said, and she laid her hand on top of mine. I slowly flipped my hand over, allowing our fingers to intertwine.

"It's alright," I responded, the corners of my mouth turning up. "But I wouldn't use the word beautiful. Not with you standing here in comparison." It was then the I turned to her, and my body caught fire.

Not the previously mentioned fire of before that was pain and torture, but a delicious, impossible fire that warmed my skin from my head to my toes. A fire that ignited every animal instinct inside of me, and every human male instinct as well. Before me, Bella stood completely nude and unfathomably beautiful. Her hair fell in loose waves down her milk white back and over her shoulders. Her face stared at me with wonder and love and lust, and her neck trailed beneath that, her skin tantalizingly smooth to her chest. Her breasts were perfectly round and full, with perfect pink nipples that now stood firm at attention. Her waist came in and then flared out at her hips, and her stomach stretched smooth and flat into the water below us. I could yet only imagine what awaited me there.

I wanted to consume her, take her, own her. I wanted to be on her, inside her, around her, until no one could tell where my body ended and hers began. I wanted to start loving her and never, ever stop. The passion of it frightened me.

"I promised we would try." It was then I noticed that at some point while I was burning, her hand had found it's way to my chest, resting over my all too quiet heart. "If I do something wrong, if I hurt you, you must tell me at once."

She nodded and her eyes fell to the water. She moved closer to me and placed just her forehead on my chest, alongside her hand. "Don't be afraid. We belong together." Everything vanished. Everything except the impossible burn. No fear, no doubts. Somehow, for whatever reason, she loved me. As long as I held on to that, I could do anything.

My unnecessary breathing caught in my throat as I wrapped my arms around her and pressed our bodies together. I was sure that she could feel my erection between us. "Forever." I stated, my voice now very near a growl as I pulled her into deeper waters.

Her hand climbed up from my chest to around the nape of my neck and she pulled my head down to her. Our lips collided with a vehement ferver, dancing together as we took turns trying to consume one another. We were floating in more ways then one, but I allowed my hands to hungrily explore every inch of my new bride, and she explored me in return.

My hands ran across her shoulders, down her back, to the small of her back, to her round, firm bottom. I gave a squeeze and she gasped, but never broke the kiss and never stopped touching me. I then trailed my hands around her hips to the front of her, up her stomach and finally cupping her breasts. She moaned against my lips and I knew that she was burning, too.

"Bella...you are my everything. I can't believe you're mine." I lamented between kisses. "You are so beautiful and..."

"Edward?" She said, cutting me off.

"Yes, my love?" I pulled back to look at her and her eyebrows furrowed together and then she grinned the most evil grin I had ever seen on my angel's face.

"Just shut the hell up," She said, and then her whole body crashed against me. Her legs were now wrapped around me in the water and my erection rested against her center. I couldn't take this. A growl escaped my lips, causing her to giggle, and with my supernatural speed, we were out of the water and onto the bed inside the house.

It was then that I took a step back and looked at her, my eyes roaming her body with unashamed abandon, and she also took me in hungrily. A flash of fear crossed her eyes but it was gone in an instant. "What I wouldn't give to hear your thoughts right now," I sighed.

She shook her had, "It's stupid."

"Try me." I said, more of a demand than a request.

"Well, it's just...I never saw a...well, a naked man before. It's...well it's a lot bigger than I expected."

I could only imagine the dark look in my eyes as I gazed at her, my lips turning up into a smile. Soon, my ego wouldn't be the only thing she would be stroking. I took in what I previously couldn't see under the water. Small, smooth feet, strong, lean calves, supple white thighs slightly parted, and in between them the irresistibly pouty lips I had never had the pleasure of setting my eyes on. "Jesus," I panted, before I pounced.

I brought my face up to hers, my hands roaming her body as if the rapture was about to begin. A low moan escaped her throat and I almost came entirely undone right there. Her lower lip was trapped under her perfect teeth and I used my thumb to pull it out, before taking it into my mouth and sucking. My erection pressed, hard as steel between us, giving to her soft flesh beneath me. My lips took hers in as she arched her back, pressing into me. I trailed them along her jawline, below her ear and to her collarbone. Normally this is where I would stop, but not this time. I continued to her chest, the breasts swollen from my pawing at them and took a delectable nipple between my lips. She sighed my name and I felt her hands go from my shoulders into my hair, pulling with what was probably a substantial amount of her strength.

I was torn between taking her now and ending the ache in my body and making her pant and moan like this all night. Perhaps I could manage both. Looking up at her as I nursed her breasts, switching between nips, licks, kissing, and sucking, I saw her head thrown back and her beautiful mahogany hair cascading over the white pillows. Everything was pinker than normal. Her cheeks, her ears, her chest, and suddenly I was all too aware of the succulent blood pulsing just under the surface. The fire raged in my throat but it was delicious. I was already burning, what was one more fire?

I could smell her. Not just her blood, of course I could smell that, but also her arousal. Her wetness. Her need for me. I had smelled it before, but never this strong. Never this maddening and overpowering. I thought I was used to needing Bella, but that was nothing compared to this.

"Edward, I can't take it anymore. I want you. I need you." She panted, barely managing to get the words out.

The smile graced my face once again as I lifted off of her and brought my face back to hers. My hand found my hardness and I whispered against her lips, "I love you, my bride," before guiding myself into her before she could respond. Lights exploded behind my eyes and the moan that Bella let out was the most delightful sound, harmonizing perfectly with my low groan. If I thought the fire was burning hot before, it was nothing compared to the absolute inferno that raged in me now. Nothing, nothing, could ever top this, though I knew from here on out I would try damn hard to try. My tip met slight resistance against her hymen, but I continued slowly. She cried out, but I knew it was a mixture of pleasure and pain.

That was when I lost control. I let go. I kept my face inches from her to better watch her reactions as I thrust into her with complete disregard of anything but our combined pleasure. I was being admittedly a little rough, but she didn't seem to mind. Her face was more radiant than ever as it twisted and contorted into masks of pleasure while I filled her up. Her skin everywhere was flushed, and I knew she was burning as well. Her breath came in heavy pants and a thin layer of sweat covered her body. She didn't open her eyes and my mouth hung slightly ajar as I devoured her, both with my body and my gaze.

I needed more. It wasn't enough. Quickly my hand grasped behind her knees and lifted them up to my sides so I could drive into her deeper. She screamed, but again not in pain, and I growled as the animal inside me came to life. With hardly any warning I came, moaning her name as I spilled inside her. I felt her clench around me and she opened her eyes, looking up at me with a devilish smirk on her face, and then she was off with an orgasm of her own that made her whole body quake as she screamed my damn. Bliss. Complete and utter euphoria.

I was already ready again. Vampires didn't need breaks, but humans did. And as much as it pained me, I began to pull out of her, watching as she attempted fruitlessly to catch her breath.

She shook her head but she couldn't breath enough to speak. "What is it, love?" I asked, praying I hadn't hurt her. I couldn't have. She was still smiling. But maybe she was just now noticing.

And then something changed. My sweet, kind, beautiful and innocent Bella's eyes grew dark with lust, she licked her lips, and managed to get out 3 simple words in barely more than a whisper. "I'm not finished."