Posting this today because it's ready and some of you were so nicely asking for it. :)

Yes, this is the last one. I'm going to miss updating this story, but I have something else up my sleeve.

I appreciate Midnight Cougar's kind words and magic wand more than she'll ever understand. She prodded with some pictures and put some things in my head that inspired this epilogue. I hope you all enjoy it.

Joey and Mandi said it was hot. I agree.

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10.

EPILOGUE

"Right there, honey." Stretching my neck to the side, Edward's deft fingers pressed and glided over my skin, sending shivers down my spine in the process. My eyes closed, and my entire body relaxed while he rubbed the tender spot behind my neck.

Stupid sunburn. And on vacation of all places. You'd think being a doctor I'd know better. Yeah, right.

I hissed as Edward's hand skimmed my lower back when he reached for more lotion.

"I'm sorry, Bella, but this needs to be done." I could hear the teasing in his voice. I might have been in pain, but it was my own stubborn fault.

"Just cream me, baby," I crooned, plopping my head back on my pillow.

The cool ocean air felt amazing over my heated skin, too bad I'd forgotten to put sunblock over my back and shoulders earlier, because we could have been christening this very beach chair.

"Oh, I can give you some cream, Bella," Edward teased as he rubbed more Aloe over my lower back. Thankfully, my chest, face and arms were okay, it was just my back and shoulders that had gotten the brunt of the sun's death rays.

"Later, baby," I promised.

"Mommy, Daddy says you gots too much suns," Emily said, waddling up to me in her little pink bikini.

"Yeah, baby girl. That's why we always cream you up before heading for the water," I explained to our three-year-old daughter.

She nodded and her sun kissed delicate cheeks and bright green eyes, the color of her daddy's, showed how excited she truly was to be on this tropical beach. This was a first for us; our entire family going on a trip to Hawaii for a week.

It had taken some meticulous planning because, unlike when we'd first met, Edward and I had gone through a lot in the past few years. Trying to keep up with a surgeon's schedule and being a mother to twins was harder than I ever expected.

We found out I was pregnant shortly after Edward proposed. We were pretty sure it happened when I went off the pill and switched to the shot. It was a shock at first, but Edward was thrilled. Being older, in his thirties, he was beyond ready to be a father, he'd said. Then when we went for that first ultrasound and they told us there were two, he cried, and I knew my life was going to be busy, but incredibly complete.

I tilted my head and looked down the beach, a few feet from us where Embry had collected sea shells and was now attempting a little sand castle. He was adorable and a complete opposite to his sister. She had green eyes and dark, wavy hair, similar to mine, while he had blue eyes and lighter reddish-brown colored tendrils that stuck out in every direction, just like his daddy. Their facial features were a perfect mix of Edward and me, even though they looked very different, you could still see the definite familial resemblance.

Embry Charlie Cullen and Emily Renee Cullen were the lights of my life and now that Edward and I were finally married, I would also be a Cullen like the rest of them.

"All right, honey." Edward kissed my cheeks and forehead, inhaling as he pulled away. "God, I hope you're okay later," he whispered, winking and giving me that crooked little smirk.

"Me too," I sighed and sat up, wincing as the pain shot up my back.

...

"That went well," I commented, leaning against the door frame to the adjoining hotel room. The twins were finally asleep after spending the day out enjoying too much sun and excitement.

Edward turned to me after kissing Emily and Embry's cheeks and making sure the thermostat was cool enough but not too cold. "Better than I expected." He grinned and took my hand in his, kissing my palm. "Now, how about Mommy and Daddy get a little private time?" He wiggled his eyebrows and smirked.

I laughed softly as to not wake up the kids. "Really, Edward? Is that all you care about?"

Please say yes.

He shrugged and carefully slipped an arm behind my lower back and pressed himself flush to my front. "When you're around and wearing a bikini, always." His devious grin made my heart stutter as he leaned down to capture my lips in a soft, lingering kiss.

I moaned a little and stepped back. "We should probably close their door then, Daddy."

His eyes were dark, feral, as he licked his lips and slowly let out a breath.

I loved it when I could push his buttons, and ever since we'd had the twins, every time I wanted to make him go caveman all over my ass, all I had to do was call him "Daddy" while we were fornicating.

A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.

And fuck me if it wasn't the hottest thing ever.

A groan escaped his lips; his steps quick and stealthy as he maneuvered himself around me and closed the door to the kids' room.

"Bella, you know what that does to me?" He caught my hips and bunched up the fabric of my sun dress beneath his fingertips. Nipping my neck, he asked, "How much do you like this dress?"

I groaned. "I sort of really like it." I looked up at him, mock pout on my lips. The gauzy, flimsy linen made up my wedding dress, after all.

"I can't take it off without hurting your back, baby," he whined, kissing my neck, then added, "You won't regret it, I promise."

"Well, what were you planning to do?" I inquired coyly. I totally knew what his plan was. I could feel his fingers working the fabric as if he was testing his own restraint. Edward could be the sweetest lover at times, just as much as he could be dominant, taking control and taking me however he pleased.

I had always loved that about him.

He licked his lips again and I felt his fingers claw at the fabric until I heard the unmistakable sound of it tearing. I couldn't help but shudder at the sight of his face contorting as he pulled apart my dress. I felt the air caress the sensitive sun-kissed skin on my lower back as Edward's lips curled up into a knowing smirk.

"That was easier than I thought," he noted before pressing his lips to mine in a hungry kiss. I felt the flowy material dance over my thighs, and then leave my body as Edward removed it completely then pulled back from our kiss. "Now, this is a sight I like." He smirked.

"Now, you're wearing too many clothes, Dr. Cullen." I unbuttoned his tropical island inspired disaster of a shirt and let my hands wander over the expanse of his chest. "Such a waste having you covered up."

He kissed my forehead, trailing a finger down my neck and to my back where he deftly flicked my bra open, and then proceeded to slide the straps down my arms. "The same could be said for you, Dr. Cullen."

I smiled at hearing him calling me that. It was going to be hard to get used to. "Do you think everyone will forgive us for doing this? I mean, I'm sure your mom would have loved to help me plan a wedding."

Edward palmed my breast and circled my quickly pebbling nipple with his thumb, probably only paying attention to about half of what I was actually saying. "Nah, it's what we had planned. Besides, we can throw a party this summer or something." He kissed me, then dropped kisses down my jaw and to the top of my breast. "Could we refrain for talking about my mother now, please?" His eyes met mine, full of mirth, yet pleading for a change of conversation.

I giggled. "All right, loverboy, let's do this. Let's consummate this marriage."

"Thank you," he mumbled against my flesh, then proceeded to suck a nipple into his mouth, making my knees buckle in the process.

I stuck my hands in his hair and held his face against me while his mouth lavished my chest. Throwing my head back, I closed my eyes, enjoying every lap of his tongue. The man had skills; that was for damn sure.

"Now, did Daddy want Mommy on top?" I palmed his hard dick through his pants, teasing. "Because Mommy's back is out of commission," I explained, as if he wasn't already aware. I felt him twitch against my hand and smiled. "Hmm, I bet it'll make me feel so much better to have your big cock inside me." I moaned and nibbled his ear.

He grunted and licked and sucked at my flesh with fervor, then proceeded to hook his fingers in the band of my panties and push them down until they pooled at my feet. "Get over here, beautiful."

He held my hips, pulling me with him until the back of his calves hit the mattress and he sat on the bed. With his face flush to my belly, he traced his tongue lightly against the scar from my C-section, his eyes never leaving mine. A gesture that brought tears to my eyes each time he did it, and I smiled down at him. I would never doubt how much he loved me because I could see it so clearly in his eyes every time he looked at me.

I brushed the hair from his forehead and straddled his hips, lowering myself so that I could kiss him. "You need to be more naked." I punctuated this with a hip grind against his cloth-covered groin.

"Not for this I don't." He fell back on the bed and smiled up at me. "Scoot up, baby, so I can make you come with my mouth."

Well, damn. I wasn't gonna say no to that.

I sucked in my bottom lip, eyes lidded as I did as I was told. Edward palmed my ass and helped me position myself over him as he scooted us up higher so that we'd be positioned more in the middle of the bed.

His hot breath against my sensitive skin had me close to the edge already, and I thanked whoever made this headboard that I could comfortably hold on to it while he kissed and nipped at the inside of my thighs.

"More," I begged when teasing got to the point of being almost painful, as his finger made soft passes and his tongue danced without adding any pressure. I tried grinding down against his face, only to have him hold my hips in place. My eyes were closed and my breathing shallow as I could feel myself getting closer and closer, but not quite there, with every one of his soft movements. "Dammit, Edward, harder," I demanded; my voice hoarse from breathing so hard.

I felt and heard him hum and groan against my flesh before he pulled my hips roughly against his face and started flicking his tongue forcefully back and forth over my now overly sensitive clit. My back arched and I couldn't help the scream of pleasure that left my lips as my orgasm took over. Edward then glided one finger inside me, then another one, stretching me and hitting that spot while a second rush of pleasure shot up my body. I felt as though my entire being was on fire.

Just when I thought he was done, my bliss slowly ebbing, he sucked and flicked my clit once again, this time, when I let go with the sudden urge to pee, I bit the inside of my arm to stop my screams from waking up the kids.

I loved and hated when he did this to me. Loved because, well, who didn't love a good orgasm. Hated because, damn, the pillows were going to be a mess.

I could barely breathe as I pressed my forehead against my forearms. My hands shook from holding on to the bed and my entire body was lax from the intense out of body experience I'd just had.

Damn that pretty man and his gifted mouth. His oral skills would have made Irina proud.

I felt him scoot out from under me then his lips near my ear. "I guess that was good?" He chuckled then stepped off the bed. I couldn't even gather the strength to look at him. I heard him shuffling out of his pants and the bed dipped behind me. "I hope you're ready for round two, Mrs. Cullen."

Oh, God.

I must have groaned indicating I was indeed ready because he then pulled my hips back and softly kissed my shoulder. "Are you sure, baby," he teased. "Because you look a little flushed."

I groaned again, moving my head sideways to look back at him. He grinned and wiggled his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes and straightened up a little, stretching myself and repositioning my body, ready for the good pounding, I knew he would give me.

Life was rough. I loved it.

"You're gonna have to be a little quieter this time, Bella," he explained as he moved my hair away from my face and smoothed it off to one side of my neck. The feel of his fingertips grazing my skin made my body quiver.

I nodded. "Yes, Daddy."

Edward's hands covered my chest, pinching and pulling at my nipples, as he carefully maneuvered himself behind me. I could feel his cock bob against my lower back with his every motion and clenched in anticipation.

"Are you my dirty girl, Bella? Do you want my cock?" He groaned as he rubbed it down against my clit then back up to my opening, teasing me with just the tip.

I rolled my eyes, still unable to form words. Of course I wanted it. I had to refrain for saying "duh" and groaned as I pushed my hips back, searching for him.

"Nah-ha-ha," he teased, holding my hips. "I am calling the shots here, baby."

I jerked my head to the side and looked behind me, my eyes meeting his heavy lidded ones as he easily slid inside my drenched pussy. He hissed as I clenched my inner walls and reached down between us, feeling where we were joined and adding pressure to that area.

"Shit, Bella, this feels good," he groaned, pulling back and resting his forehead to my shoulder.

I reached farther back and ran a finger down his shaft, whispering, "I want you to fuck me, Edward."

He kissed my shoulder and straightened up, sliding his hands down my sides and to my hips. "You asked for it."

He pushed back inside me with force, almost lifting me off the bed, then proceeded to pull back out just as quickly. With every thrust came a new high as I held myself on the bed frame and let him have his way with me.

Grunts and a squeaking mattress was the soundtrack to this part of our program as Edward's hips dutifully moved against my backside, his balls slapping against my skin. I felt another orgasm coil inside me, until I could no longer control my own body and let go completely. Edward continued moving, though, of his own will, as my body ignited in a pleasure I'd possibly never felt before.

When I came to, my limbs numb and my knees sore, Edward had stopped his movements and was holding my back to his chest, softly moving my sweaty hair from my forehead.

I opened my eyes, lazily grinning. "Hey."

His lips broke into a shit eating smile. "Hey."

I started giggling and felt his now limp cock slip out of me. "Well, I think I passed out there for a second," I mumbled, stretching and putting some distance between my back and his chest. The little patch of chest hair he had made my sun-raged skin feel like it was being rubbed down with sandpaper.

He kissed my nose and looked at me smugly. "I think you did. That's pretty good, if I do say so myself."

I turned and sat across from him, stretching out my legs in front of me. "Why do you say that?"

"I'm a man, Bella." I looked at him, raising an eyebrow.

He'd fucked me to oblivion and back, pretty sure I knew that already. "And?"

"And it strokes my ego in the best way possible, beautiful, so thank you for that." He leaned back on his arms, legs stretched out, mirroring my position, his deflated cock resting limply on his thigh.

He was beautiful.

With a pop to my neck and a stretch to my legs, I moved to straddle his thighs, my knees threatening to give out. "You're welcome." I grinned and kissed him quickly. "And now that you've finally made an honest woman out of me, you get to do that all the time ... for the rest of your life."

He kissed me softly; his tongue finding mine, then broke the kiss. "You really shouldn't have said that, Mrs. Cullen."

He hoisted me up over his shoulder and walked us to the bathroom where he had his way with me against the cool tiles, my sunburn long forgotten.

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The plane ride back to reality was hard. Harder was to explain to Kate that we'd eloped. She accepted it when I explained that a wedding would be too difficult for me emotionally without my parents there.

The beach wedding had been perfect, with Emily and Embry flanking us; the four of us dressed in flowy white linen.

A long time ago, I had this other life where it seemed as though everything happened for a reason, except at the time I didn't know what those reasons were. I never understood why I'd lost my parents, but I was grateful for the people that came into my life thereafter, and now that I could look back at that heartbreak, I knew they would be proud of the choices I'd made.

They would have loved Edward and would have regarded the twins as little miracles. Sometimes when Embry and Emily were playing and asking questions, I looked at each of them and felt so much pride as to what I was able to accomplish, and I knew that if I hadn't gone through what I did, I wouldn't have ended up where I was right now.

In my own personal Heaven.

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THE END

This story was definitely the smuttiest I've ever written, but it was so much fun. :)

Thank you for taking this ride with me.

'Til next time,

xox

Missy

PS: I'm really sorry about the cavities ... and the panties.