Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, I am not Stephenie Meyer. So, I don't own those gorgeous Cullen boys or the fabulous Rosalie and Alice nor the ever falling Bella.

Author's Note: *insert sad face here* So, I'm a little sad..only because my AN is so sad and depressing without katie here to put her two cents in. HaHa Oh well, right? Yes, oh well! Well, kids...we're reaching the home stretch now. Rosalie and Emmett eloped, Rosalie got nervous, Emmett calmed her nerves, they said "i do", Rosalie told Emmett she's pregnant, Emmett fainted, now they've got the rest of the weekend in Vegas. What are two, newly married, beautiful people to do?

*ponders*

Hmmmm...why of course celebrate their marriage...consumate it..although, in Emmett and Rosalie's case...well, let's just not get into details.

This chapter is dedicated to anyone who's ever had to write a lemon of any sorts. I've had this chapter sitting on my computer for ages now, itching, waiting to be edited and posted. Finally the time has come and frankly I'm really nervous. I'm really really proud of this chapter and I really hope I gave/give Rosalie and Emmett the wedding night the deserve. I wouldn't have been able to get this chapter done without my amazing writing playlist (which is filled with several sexy songs courtesy of my Miami at Twilight playlist, so kudos to Mischief-Maker for creating a beautiful and I mean beautiful piece of literary genius..), the inspiration from several other smut-filled stories and of course the support from katie.

Oh and a quick shout out to miztrezboo! :D *waves from across the ocean* Here's to you..in honor of your pimping of semiporn! haha

RPOV:

I walked into the honeymoon suite and smiled. Emmett made sure he went all out for tonight, to make this night perfect. The room was dark, the only source of light was coming from the lit candles staggered throughout the room. I brought my hand up to my cheek to wipe the tear that had escaped my eye.

What did I do to deserve this, to deserve Emmett's love?

Then I heard it.

Faith Hill's Breathe coming from the bedroom.

I followed the music and paused before the French doors in front of me. I took a deep breath as I placed my hands on the door knob. With a quick turn the doors floated open. I gasped, as my hand flew over my mouth.

Like the rest of the suite the room was lit up by candles, the only addition were the rose petals sprinkled over the comforter of the bed. Sitting on the night stand was a bottle of apple cider chilling. I was sure the ice bucket held champagne earlier, but was probably switched out.

Emmett…

"Mrs. McCarty?" Emmett's dark voice crooned behind me.

I can feel the magic floating in the air
Being with you gets me that way
I watch the sunlight dance across your face and I've
Never been this swept away

"Yes…" I cooed, a smile upon my face. I turned around to face him.

"Dance with me?" he asked.

I simply nodded and he pulled me into his arms.

All my thoughts just seem to settle on the breeze
When I'm lying wrapped up in your arms
The whole world just fades away
The only thing I hear
Is the beating of your heart

Resting my head against his chest I could feel his heart beat through his chest as we swayed back and forth to the soft melody.

In this moment, in the bubble Emmett and I were in, we only existed for each other. All the stress and worries of the "real world" faded away. For the first time in a really long time I actually have something to be thankful for.

Emmett.

'Cause I can feel you breathe
It's washing over me
Suddenly I'm melting into you
There's nothing left to prove
Baby all we need is just to be
Caught up in the touch
The slow and steady rush
Baby, isn't that the way that love's supposed to be
I can feel you breathe
Just breathe

"Thank you." I whispered looking up at Emmett.

"For what Rosie?" he asked releasing his grip on me to twirl me around.

"For loving me, for giving me well…us, a chance."

"Believe me, it's my pleasure."

In a way I know my heart is waking up
As all the walls come tumbling down
I'm closer than I've ever felt before
And I know
And you know
There's no need for words right now

The music slowly faded away.

Our first dance as husband and wife was over, the moment had passed. In my heart I knew that this wouldn't be the last memory like this. For the rest of my life Emmett McCarty would be there, to surprise, to love me, to care for me, to cherish me, to leave me breathless.

He spun me around one last time, leaving my back facing him. His arms wrapped around me and stood there for a moment. Our hearts beat as one, our breathing hitched.

He loosened his grip nd I felt his cool touch glide against my skin as he placed my blonde ringlets over my shoulder and started to place soft kisses across my shoulder blades.

"Emmett…" I moaned.

"What's-that-Rose?" he said in between kisses.

I turned to face him. It was then I realized how he looked. I'd been so wrapped up in the moment earlier that I didn't take the time to realize how incredibly amazing he looked.

His curls were sitting perfectly atop his head and an I-just-got-married-to-the-most-beautiful-girl-in-the-world smile was on his face. He had ditched the jacket of his suit, his tie was undone and still hanging around his neck, his shirt was unbuttoned, exposing his chest.

I ran my finger down his perfectly sculpted muscles, lingering just above the waist of his pants. He let out a soft groan and I smiled. I slipped my finger into the waist of his pants and pulled his body closer to mine. I felt the need to have him close to me. The longing to be in his arms, to feel his body against mine.

It was mere seconds before his lips lasciviously crashed on mine. I could feel the passion and hunger radiating from his body. He wove his fingers through my hair, as he gently tugged my hair.

"Em-mett…" I moaned.

"I love you, Mrs. McCarty." he whispered, winking at me causing me to giggle. Even through the heat of passion he still managed to be himself. That's what I loved about him.

"I love you too, Mr. McCarty." I paused to look him in the eyes. "Em?" I cooed tracing my fingers along the nape of his neck.

"Yeah?" he said as he looked me deep in the eyes. I was hypnotized by his beautiful eyes. There was no doubt about it, no matter the time of day I could always get lost in his eyes. One glance and I was hooked.

"Make love to me." I whispered.

He didn't say a word. He simply nodded, placing a chaste kiss on my lips that left me wanting more. I slipped my hands on the inside of his dress shirt, pausing for a second and allowed my hands to roam over his biceps. I swiftly slid the shirt down his arms and watched as it fell to the floor.

He grabbed my hand and slowly spun me around so I wasn't facing him anymore. He shifted my hair over my shoulder. I shuddered when I felt his fingers creep across my shoulders, and down my spine. His hands stopped as he reached the back of my dress. I could feel the pressure of his hands as he gently started to unzip the back of my dress. I felt the cool breeze hit my skin as my wedding dress slid down my body.

He started to blow delicately on the back of my neck sending chills down my spine. The sensation of his touch was electrifying. I'm sure he was grinning ear to ear just knowing he could make me feel like this.

His hands ran along my body as it gradually made its way down my back. His touch was replaced by the warmth of his light kisses along my spine. His kisses continued down to the small of my back. His fingertips slowly tracing across my hips, along the dimples of my back.

His hands fell to my leg. He gently ran them down the inside of my thigh. He moaned as his hand trailed close to my center. I'm sure he could feel the heat radiating from it. He carefully lifted my legs up as he helped me step out of the dress.

His fingers slid down my calves as he slipped my blue satin Manalos off my feet. He spun me around, still on his knees. His lips placed a trail of kisses along my hip bone stopping at my stomach. I could feel his mouth form a smile against my skin. He rested his head softly on it. I could hear him whispering softly. Too soft to even hear what he was saying.

Snaking his arm around my waist he pulled my body even closer to him. He stayed there resting, waiting. I could feel his breath as he breathed in and out. It was as if he was waiting for a response, a heartbeat, something to tell assure him that our baby was growing inside.

I smiled.

We were a family, a genuine family. I ran my fingers through his hair, allowing them to get tangled up in his curls. He lifted his head and smiled. He placed one final kiss on my stomach. I felt his arm at my knees, as they buckled and in one swift and solid movement he scooped me up into his arms.

He carried me over to the bed and placed me down on top of the comforter. He continued to attack my soft skin with delicate kisses all over. My hands wandered down his torso to the button of his slacks. I slid my finger in between his skin and the material of slacks running it gently against his skin. My fingers fumbled slightly with the buttons, before I finally got them undone. My hand brushed up against him, causing Emmett to let out a soft growl.

I smirked. I knew how to push his buttons and I knew how to do it well. I fingered the cold metal zipper of his slacks as I slowly zipped the zipped down, making sure I savored each moment. I slowly slid his slacks off with my hands. I let out a soft moan as my hands slid across the silky smooth material of his boxers. I watched as his pants fell to his ankles where he kicked them off. My nails trailed down his sides and I stopped right at his hip bones, right where I started tracing circles across his skin.

"Rosie…" he moaned as his lips found mine. His tongue traced my lower lip right before he started to suck on it lightly. He pulled away leaving my lower lip throbbing.

Fuck.

His lips met my creamy skin as he started to leave a trail of kisses along my cheek bones down to the nape of my neck to my shoulder. Kisses were left along my collar bone leading down my left arm as he lifted my arm to his lips. He stopped at my knuckles and left one final kiss on the finger that now held my wedding band.

"I love you, Rosalie McCarty." He whispered.

"I love you too Emmett McCarty, now come here." I moaned as I wrapped my arms around his neck ravishing his lips with mine.

My legs soon followed suit, wrapping them around his waist. His hips crashed down onto to me. I could feel him hard against my body.I grabbed a fist full of his curls and violently tugged them.

I felt his rock hard abs against my smooth skin. That was it, I couldn't take much more of this teasing. My body ached for him in all the right places. I let go of his hair tracing my finger down his neck. I started to kiss his neck, blowing lightly on the places I just kissed, working my way up to the hallow behind his ear. He moaned when I blew in his ear, right before I started to nibble on his ear lobe.

Distraction was the key.

While he was distracted by my ear nibbling, I allowed my hands to trail down to his black silk boxers that I loved so much. My fingers played with the waistband of his boxers. Rubbing lightly along his hip bone. When I started to pull at them he pulled his head away and looked at me curiously.

"Hey now…" he warned, a mischievous grin on his face.

"What?" I asked innocently as I continued to pull down his boxers.

He shrugged his shoulders as he let his fingers explored my body. They lingered, once more, a little longer on my stomach, before he reached my lace panties. His fingertips gliding across the lace. Simultaneously we pulled down the garments together. Our lips met as I could feel him as he hovered at my entrance.

"Emmett…" I moaned in his mouth. He smirked. I knew he liked it when I moaned his name.

"God I love you, Rosalie." he called.

He entered me in one soft, swift moment. Everything at that moment was perfect and right.

Our bodies rocked together, moving as one. Our breathing was heavy, both of us yearning for more. He kissed the nape of my neck, sucking on it lightly. He knew what that did to me. My hands found their way to his back. With each thrust my fingers dug deeper and deeper into his back. This caused his hips to buck and a moan to escape his lips.

His kisses explored its familiar territory as far as they could, finally resting on my lips. He placed his hands around my wrists as he lifted them above my head, holding them down. His lips crashed down on mine as he furiously kissed me.

Lifting my head I looked up at him. I could see the passion in his eyes, right before he closed them tight.

"Rosie, baby…" he groaned.

I knew he was close and I knew I wasn't too far behind. With each thrust he picked up in force and speed, hitting all the right spots.My breath hitched as I arched my back riding out the waves of pleasure as we climaxed together for the first time as husband and wife.

Gradually his thrusts became slower and slower before he completely stopped. I looked up at him and he smiled kissing my forehead lightly. He carefully wrapped his arms around my back and flipped us over. With our legs tangled together, we laid there. My head resting against his chest, I could hear his heartbeat as it slowed down to a normal tempo.

"Damn Rosie, if this is what married life feels like, I'm never leaving you." he decided as he ran his fingers softly through my hair.

I chuckled.

"Emmett, you're stuck with me for life. Believe me, honey I'll never get tired of this." I said seductively, propping my head up on my hands.

"Oh ready for round two already?" he questioned raising his eyebrow slightly.

"Maybe I am." I flirted. He let another growl escape from his chest. Which caused me to giggle.

"You growl, it's cute."

"You think that's cute. I'll show you cute, Rosalie." he challenged he flipped us back over, so he was hovering over me. I brought my leg up to his and started to rub up and down.

"You wanna play games, Rosie?" he asked as he grabbed leg, lifting it up in the air. He placed soft kisses down my calf to my thigh.

"Stop Em, that tickles." I giggled.

"I thought so." He said matter-of-factly.

I gazed deep into his eyes, once more.

I was home. With Emmett, I was safe. No one could harm me. He would be the one to take care of me when I grew old. We would sit on the front porch of our home watching our children play in the yard. I finally found my happily ever after.

My fairytale ending.

:D

*sigh*

Alright. As much as I love Rosalie and Emmett, I think it's time we get back and see what the rest of the gang is up to, don't you think? I think so.

More coming soon...I promise!

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