BPOV
Edward and I blissfully enjoyed a few more weeks on Isle Esme before we started to consider returning home to our family. We had made love on nearly every surface in the cabin, several times on the beach and even a few times in the island's small jungle. He was hearing my thoughts easier than ever and we almost always existed in a happy calm, something that neither one of us was entirely used to, but that we could never forget.
I also learned just how easy it was to get Edward distracted. For instance, he was working carefully on a delicate, detailed sandcastle on the beach, being a showoff. All I had to do was think about untying my bikini top and I found it in his hands with him grinning devilishly. The sandcastle was never finished. Other things were definitely finished.
Another time, he was thinking way too hard about his next chess move and I simply winked at him, finding myself on my back with him giggling and kissing me all over. Chess was also forgotten.
Carlisle called Edward one morning while we were snuggling happily in bed, not having moved since our love making session an hour or so before. He put the call on speakerphone so that we could both hear. It saved us the trouble of sharing it via our thoughts later anyhow.
"Hey Carlisle!" Edward answered.
"Hi kids. How is the island?"
"Amazing." Edward said with a grin. I tried to not giggle out loud and be inappropriate.
"We were actually considering coming home soon. We are extremely happy here, but we miss you all." I added.
"Well, that's why I'm calling." Carlisle hesitated. "Before you ask, the family is safe. And so is Charlie. But there has been some unwelcome attention in Seattle. I think it's best that you two stay in place for a little while longer."
"What kind of attention?" Edward asked.
"Newborns. At least one, if not multiple, have been running rampant. All kinds of sloppy killings. They seem to be contained to Seattle for now, but if they keep up in this manner, I'm sure the Volturi will be closing in on them. It's best that you two aren't discovered in the process."
"What if the newborns start attacking Forks?" I asked.
"We will protect the town. And especially your father, Bella. I promise. We've got wind of some of the Quileutes shifting again, so we're going to call and let them know as well. I'm sure they will help us watch Charlie."
Edward's thoughts had taught me about the Quileute legends and wolves a few months ago after we ran into Jacob Black at the grocery store. He had been a friend when I was younger, but we had grown apart as we got older and our interests evolved beyond making mud pies and splashing in puddles. I still loved Charlie's friends on the reservation, Billy, Harry, Jacob, and his sisters, like my own family. I was comforted somewhat knowing that they would help protect him.
"Well, we certainly have no problem staying in place." Edward started. "Will you please thank Esme once again for allowing us the use of her lovely island? In fact, maybe order her some roses from me?"
"Of course, son. You two just relax and enjoy yourselves. We'll call you if anything changes."
"Thanks, dad." "Tell everyone we love them please, Carlisle."
"I will."
The call ended and Edward and I linked our minds without a second's hesitation so we could speak freely and easily.
I hate not being there to help them, but I'm glad that you're safely far away from that mess with me. Edward started.
Me too. I'm worried about my dad and my friends.
It seems like they are contained to Seattle for now.
Our family won't get involved, will they?
Not unless they have to protect Forks. I'm sure they would rather stay out of the Volturi's attention and let them handle it.
Should we be worried about anything?
Honestly? Although I tend to worry, no. We're safe. Our family can take care of themselves. The Volturi respect Carlisle. They won't harm them.
Who would create a bunch of newborns and set them loose?
I don't know. There were some newborn wars in the South around the same time as the American Civil War. That's how Jasper was changed. I'm sure he would enjoy telling you his history sometime.
I'd like that. It breaks my heart about the people in Seattle.
Mine too, my love. I hate to see any loss of innocent life. If we could help, I would. But not at the risk of your safety. I trust that our family will do everything they can. We do have the Volturi for a reason.
We sat in near silent contemplation for a few minutes. Both of us were saddened by the new development but determined not to dwell on things we couldn't change. We had to trust that the Volturi, and our family if needed, would do everything in their power to prevent the loss of more innocent lives. I looked into Edward's eyes and was immediately mesmerized by him, as I always was.
So, we have a few more weeks on the island then? I asked with a slight grin. In an instant, Edward was kissing me gently, yet passionately and I felt his erection start to graze my leg. What if the human needs to rest?
You don't. I can hear your thoughts.
My thoughts betray me again.
If they didn't, your lovely blush would.
Is it wrong to want this after getting such news?
There is nothing wrong with enjoying the comfort of your mate. Besides, we can't change anything. It will only hurt us to dwell on it. He thought, reminding me of another situation that we couldn't change, me loving a vampire. Although he accepted our relationship happily now, it wasn't always easy for him. He had struggled on many occasions where I was entirely happy, concerned that he was doing the wrong thing, and it had put a shadow over our entire relationship until we could finally share thoughts and understand each other after his return. I will never forget the lesson we learned the hard way.
Me neither. I love you, Edward.
As I love you, Bella.
He kissed me again slowly, reverently. His thoughts were calm, still feeling sadness for the new situation, but wanting to feel close to me, loving me, as well. I realized that Edward was right. If we could change the situation, we would. But since we couldn't, why not comfort each other and enjoy every precious second of our time together on the island?
His hands danced their way down my arms, our thoughts not shared for the moment. I was amazed how his every touch still made me feel sparks, how every look in his eyes still dazzled me nearly speechless without him even trying. I thought that I would get used to this. It was becoming more and more clear that I never would, and that was perfectly alright with me.
"Breathe, Bella." he whispered, laughing quietly. He was always very aware of the effect he had on me. He dazzled me so much sometimes that I would forget how to even be human.
His cold lips met mine again and I was completely unable to form any coherent thought. His hands ran down my sides and up my stomach and ribs. His long fingers explored my body delicately, slowly. He gently caressed a breast in each hand, rubbing my nipples with his thumbs. I relaxed completely under his touch. I had a passing thought that I should return the favor, but he just laughed quietly, having heard it. "I assure you, I'm incredibly happy as is. Just relax."
I smiled and contentedly laid back, enjoying every sensation. Edward's lips left mine, but I didn't have time to miss his kiss because he immediately started trailing kisses to my jaw, down my throat, lingering to savor the smell of my blood. He kissed across my collarbone and down to my breasts, carefully sucking on my left nipple first, and then the right. He then kissed between my breasts and slowly, torturously back up to my lips. It was nearly painful how much I wanted him in that moment. I could feel my wetness soaking my thighs.
He looked in my eyes again and I couldn't speak. I felt his hardness brush against my entrance and my hips moved up against him on pure instinct. His expression was one of love, fiery lust, and asking permission. I nodded. He hadn't even needed to touch me there and already I was ready for him. I needed my husband.
He slid his erection inside of me and I moaned loudly. It felt amazing. I was overwhelmed with how he felt, despite the dozens of times we had enjoyed each other like this. I knew I would never get enough of him.
He thrusted slowly at first, carefully, taking his time to make sure I had accommodated his size before he started moving faster. I clutched him tightly, my fingernails grazing his back. I couldn't hold back my moans if I wanted to. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him inside me a little further. We connected our minds together, thoughts and feelings of pleasure, passion, and wholeness mingling together. We were one in every way possible. When I approached my climax, Edward pulled almost all the way out and then slammed into me deeply, still being careful and mindful of his strength. I came, screaming his name, and feeling me climax around him caused him to do so as well.
He kissed me and laid his head on my chest, not making a move to pull out of me. We were beyond content. We were together.
Author's Note: I felt like I hadn't given my dear readers enough lemons in the last few chapters, so I'm making up for it. But uh oh! What's this emerging situation in Seattle? More to come.
