Author's Note: It's been a bit since our last update. The last chapter was the beautiful, star filled proposal if you need a refresher. I have one more active series right now, Home. I'm trying to update it weekly. I don't have intentions of ending this one any time soon either. Enjoy!
We spent hours snuggling on the swing Emmett and I had made. My face was practically frozen in a permanent smile. Sometimes, the moonlight would catch my ring on her finger just right, sending sparkles dancing across my vision and making my heart swell with happiness.
Bella started getting sleepy after a while, so I cradled her in my arms and carried her home, grateful she was going to be spending the evening at my house so that I wouldn't have to let her go. She fell asleep during the run, her trust in me absolute.
The family heard me leap through my open window and all congratulated me sincerely with their thoughts, being silent to not wake her since they heard her even breathing and the soft, relaxed beating of her heart.
I didn't want to ruin her reaction. She was so excited! It needed to be a surprise for you too. Alice said, showing me her original vision of my proposal from several weeks ago, very much identical to how things had happened this evening before her thoughts turned excitedly to wedding planning. I have to look at dresses and venues and cakes and -!
I'm so happy for you, son! Carlisle thought. Esme's thoughts were similar, but less words and more emotions. She was overjoyed, almost as if she were the one getting married. They were both proud and relieved that I had finally found my mate, my equal.
Jasper was thrilled, not only for us, but feeling not just my joy, but Bella's as she slept and dreamed in my arms. He felt that it was perhaps the happiest he had ever known me to be.
Both Emmett and Rosalie's thoughts were kind as well, though Rosalie's were a little snarky, still mildly jealous that I never attracted to her. I forgave her. I didn't care. All that mattered was the angel sleeping against me. Rosalie would come around more in time.
I lowered my Bella into bed and removed her shoes and socks, then carefully her dress as well before covering her up. I didn't bother with pajamas, not wanting to disturb her slumber. To make things fair though, my shirt and pants quickly joined her clothing on the floor. It was a warm night and we had plenty of blankets. Besides, I always craved skin on skin contact and the soft, contented humming we seemed to feel whenever we were touching.
We have a surprise for you, Edward. Esme thought, standing outside my door. May I come in for a moment?
The blanket was fully covering both of us below our shoulders. I quietly gave permission.
She entered the room, humming a gentle tune in her thoughts to not ruin the surprise as she closed the door behind her. Then, she shut the door to my bathroom, and made sure the window was fully secure. Finally, she turned on a new device I hadn't noticed in the corner. "Now, Carlisle." she whispered. He didn't say anything, and his thoughts gave no indication that he had heard her.
Esme stepped into the hallway, shutting the door behind her. "Carlisle?" she asked in a normal tone, except, I only heard her in her thoughts. I never heard her speak aloud. Carlisle answered her, but I only heard him in their thoughts as well.
She stepped back in the room with a smile. "Hear anything?"
"Not out loud."
"Your room is soundproofed. We've been working on it while you were away during the days. There's extra insulation especially around the doors and windows, thicker rugs, and this white noise machine. We thought it would make Bella more comfortable spending time here without you worrying that we will hear all of your conversations and time together." She carefully avoided words that she thought would make me uncomfortable, like sex.
"Mom, thank you. I suppose you'll have to thank the others for me for tonight since they can't hear me."
Esme's thoughts were loving, sweet, but though the soundproofing blocked sound, it didn't block thoughts. Emmett was thinking of thousands of ways to use the room, positions, toys, including a graphic scene of how him and Rosalie 'tested' making sure no one could hear them scream.
"Ew, Emmett." I said out loud. He didn't hear me. I smiled at Esme. She kissed me on the forehead and left us in peace, shutting the door behind her.
Just for a fun test, I mumbled a string of insults under my breath at Emmett and Jasper both. Neither of their thoughts gave any indication they had heard me. This was going to be amazing. No super hearing would interfere with our private lives, my listening to music, or my insulting my brothers in peace ever again. They wouldn't sing along every time I listened to something they liked or make fun of my attempts to be smooth when flirting with or teasing Bella.
Bella slept soundly for a few hours but woke just before sunrise to attend to her human needs. When she was done, she climbed back in bed and snuggled closely, put her warm hands on my face and smiled before kissing me.
I eagerly returned her kiss, tangling my hands in her hair which she was wearing down. It was so hard to not test out the soundproofing right then, spending hours showing her just how happy I was that she accepted my proposal, but she had other needs.
"Get some more rest, love." I said, restraining myself for the time being so she could finish her sleep.
"No, you made me a promise earlier." she pouted, her breath washing over me and fanning the flames of my desires for her.
"I did?"
"You said later."
"You don't want to sleep?"
"I want you. Sleep after." How could one argue with that? I happily kissed her again, moving to hover over her and press our bodies closely together. I balanced my weight on one arm, grateful for vampire strength, so the other could explore her soft, willing body.
She moaned quietly as my lips traced a path down her neck just as my palm danced over her nipples, just barely clothed in a thin bra. They quickly stood at attention under my touch. My erection twitched a little in response.
I snaked my hand around to her back, lifting her slightly to remove the bra, my body humming with happiness at the contact of our naked chests. I would never get over her warmth where I was cold, her softness where I was hard. She was my perfect match in almost every way, definitely in the ways that mattered.
She held my face in her hands as we kissed, as if we couldn't get close enough together. In truth, we couldn't. I always wanted more of her.
My free hand roamed her waist, hips, and the sides of her breasts until she started arching her body up towards mine, trying to eliminate any space between us, especially our most intimate areas. She moaned quietly as she brushed against my erection.
"Impatient, are we?" I asked with a smirk.
"I want you." she repeated, firmly squeezing my ass. I made quick work of removing her panties and stood up for a brief second to remove my boxers as well.
She moaned when I laid back down beside her and started massaging her clit between my fingers. I rubbed harder in response to her expression, and she bit her lip and pressed her face against my shoulder, hiding my favorite view.
"You don't have to be quiet, sweetheart. In fact, I would rather you not. Please don't hide."
She was struggling to talk without moaning. My cock was rock hard, and each little noise only made it swell more in response to her. "I don't want…everyone…to hear." she panted.
"They can't."
She looked at me questioningly, so I stopped my movements and looked her in the eyes. "You remember that home improvement project they mentioned to us a while back? My room is soundproofed. I tested it earlier. No one can hear us."
"You're sure?"
"I'm positive. I can still hear their thoughts, though I'm not at all concerned with them right now. Please, be as loud as you like. Now, if you'll excuse me." I teased, quickly scooting down the bed until my face was level with her crotch. I started licking her clit furiously before she had time to realize I had moved.
"Fuck!" she shouted. I smiled. That was more like it.
She tugged gently on my hair as I did my best to drive her wild with my tongue before licking down to her dripping entrance. She was more than ready but loving her thoroughly was always my priority. It wouldn't do to slide myself inside of her until she was completely pleasured at least once, so I continued the motions with my tongue, slipping a finger inside of her to the spot that made her react the most. I followed it with a second finger.
"Edward!" she screamed, scratching at my scalp in a way that made me shiver. I smiled, grateful that no one could hear her and that this pleasure was all mine. She came hard around my fingers. I kept going until she relaxed, her moans quieting again.
Then, I rolled onto my back, pulling her with me so that she was laying on top of me, my stiff cock poking her proudly in the stomach. "I'm all yours."
First, she scooted down until her face was level with my erection. She gently kissed the head of it and then left a trail of fiery hot kisses down to its base. She followed the kisses with her tongue, licking me from base to tip, then swirling her tongue around the head, making me moan instead, my hands clenching into fists against the sheets. She took me in her mouth fully and bobbed her head up and down on me, the most beautiful vision. I couldn't take my eyes off of her.
When I was close to climax, I used all of my focus to control my strength and gently pushed her hair back out of her face, whispering her name. "Stop." I encouraged as a quiet request, loving this, but wanting so much more.
She smiled and crawled up my body until our faces were level, kissing me as she grinded against my thigh and took my erection in her hands. She slowly, lovingly stroked it a few times and then re-adjusted, sitting up, and sliding my length inside of her in one smooth motion.
She was very warm and oh so wet. My eyes closed of their own will just to feel the sensations racking through my body. She was heaven. My own, personal heaven.
I held onto her hips, letting her control the motions but giving her support, being careful to not squeeze too hard and hurt her. The little noises she made lit a fire in my heart. She was everything I had ever dreamed of. Eighty some years of fantasies and daydreams couldn't come close to this.
One of my hands found its way to her clit, resting there and moving with her as she thrusted. She bit her lip and gave a small smile that told me it was exactly the right place to touch.
I could feel her tightening around me and her climax approaching, bringing mine along with it. Mine was never far behind hers, our bodies almost perfectly in tune with each other.
I thrusted a little, carefully keeping pace with her and it was all we needed to send us over the edge. We came together with a loud moan. I admired the flush of her cheeks as she smiled at me, breathing heavily. This intimacy with her, her happiness, the fulfilled smile, it was my entire world. She ran a free hand through the thin patch of hair on my chest and then yawned loudly.
I laughed. "Back to sleep for the human."
"I don't want to move." she protested.
"Then don't." I answered, holding her carefully and helping her stretch out on top of me more comfortably, not breaking the contact of our lovemaking. I couldn't bear to part with the sensations of her just yet, and she didn't protest. She leaned her head against my neck, and I could feel her smile against my skin. I only gently moved her to remove myself from her once she was sound asleep a minute or two later, not wanting to hurt her if we stayed in place too long.
Though my family hadn't heard a thing, Jasper had felt the changing of our emotions. He was thoroughly enjoying the high of both of our happiness, and our arousal as well. I tuned him out, instead focusing on the soft sounds of her breathing and her beating heart as she slept in my embrace. It was so relaxing, it was almost like getting some sleep myself.
When she properly woke up a few hours later, I still held her, though I had rolled us over on our sides, resting her head on a pillow rather than my hard body. Her back was pressed up against me and one of my arms was around her. I kissed her neck and her earlobe. "Good morning, my fiancée." I whispered.
She smiled and leaned back towards me more. "Good morning."
"Did you sleep well?"
"After you helped me get back to sleep."
"I'm always happy to do that." I purred.
"Oh, I know." she grinned. She pressed her ass more firmly against me and wiggled it a little, my cock instantly hardening in response.
"Do you want to leave this bed today?" I asked teasingly.
"No. I want to celebrate."
"Very well then." I said, purring in her ear and rubbing her still naked breasts in my hand.
Several hours later, when we were thoroughly sated and giggly, practically high off of each other, we dressed and walked downstairs to greet the family.
"Did you kids have fun last night?" Emmett asked with a smirk, followed by his loud laughter when Bella started blushing and looking away from him.
"And this morning." I added too quietly for her to hear. He winked at me and I buried my face in her hair, kissing her head innocently before leading her into the kitchen so I could make her lunch.
The family all congratulated us on our engagement again while I was taking care of Bella's human needs. She was glowing with happiness in a way I didn't expect, having fully expected her to protest or say no. For once in my life, I, Edward Cullen, was the optimist about everything. Nothing could bring me down, not even Alice's almost immediate ambush of my soon-to-be blushing bride to talk about fabric samples and wedding venues.
I drove Bella home a few hours later, walking her inside so we could share the news of our engagement with her father. He accepted it graciously, having known to expect it. His thoughts showed that he was happy, so long as Bella was as well. There was no denying her smile.
He bemusedly told her to go call her mother, sitting back down in front of the TV. This is the part she dreaded the most, but I assured her that it would be alright and walked into the kitchen with her. Her mom said the usual things, that we were too young, rushing, that we didn't know what we were getting in to, but ultimately, she also accepted it as Bella's choice and changed the conversation to honeymoon destinations rather quickly.
My mind slipped into fantasies about potential honeymoon destinations rather easily as well. We could go to somewhere romantic like Paris, or perhaps somewhere cold where we could spend the days hiding under piles of blankets in front of a crackling fire.
My thoughts settled on somewhere warm, somewhere tropical. A place where Bella wouldn't have to be covered up with layers and layers of clothing. A place where we could be totally alone, not even so much as another person's thoughts in my hearing range. All I would have to do is ask another rather large favor of Esme.
My phone vibrated in my pocket. The wish was granted without me even having to ask. I resolved to send her flowers in thanks, but my phone vibrated again. I didn't have to look to know that Alice had taken the liberty of using my credit card to order flowers for both herself and my mother. I grinned at Bella, everything finally going in our favor. She couldn't hang up the phone soon enough.
I took her into my arms, kissing her face and neck teasingly. She giggled quietly, trying to not bother her dad in the other room. "I love you."
"I love you too." she answered, her smile spreading warmth throughout my entire body.
"I'll pick you up in the morning?"
"Alright." she agreed, walking me to the door. She talked to her dad for a few minutes while I drove my car to park a few streets over, out of sight. I appeared in her window just a minute or two before she came to bed.
She took my face in her warm, soft hands, tracing my jaw and caressing my cheeks. I purred quietly for her and she smiled. "Your happiness is contagious." she said.
"So is yours. I would have asked you so much sooner if I had any idea that you might say yes."
"I wouldn't trade last night. It was perfect."
"It was."
"And this morning." she blushed.
"And this morning." I agreed quietly, sitting down out of her way as she got ready for bed.
She changed into her pajamas and sat down beside me, hairbrush in hand. I took it from her wordlessly and carefully brushed her hair, admiring how she relaxed into my touch and how concentrated her scent was this close to her delicate neck. I could spend hours caring for her in this manner and was glad she finally allowed me to do things for her.
When her hair was brushed, we laid down together and I caressed her face and listened to her quiet breathing until she fell asleep in my arms, not a worry on either of our minds.
