CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

"Edward, come on." I complained once more.

Edward lifted his head from where he had stationed himself the past hour from between my legs with that damn sexiest man smile he loved to flash. "What are you fussing about? Last time I checked you were up three to none."

So far he had managed to give me three orgasms on this honeymoon. "Foreplay orgasms don't count."

I never needed a dick in me so much in my life before. Now it just felt like he was toying with me. First he spent quite a bit of time on my breasts. He played extra attention to my now very tender nipples. I tried desperately to squeeze my legs together to find friction, anything to help move this along but he soon figured out my game and settled himself between my legs, his dick lined up directly with what I am sure was the wettest pussy of all time. I mean it had been since January when last we made love and now it seemed that Edward's first order of business as my husband was to torture and kill me slowly.

Next he started to finally move down south but unfortunately not in way I wanted. Not that I'm complaining…Edward's oral skills were always perfection but that is still not what I wanted. He took his time altering between moving his fingers in and out and then replacing it with his tongue. He sucked on my clit so hard that I was sure it would be sore by the time our honeymoon was long over.

Oh god. He started again.

"Please Edward." I begged.

Edward stopped what he was doing and came up, placing a gentle hand on my face.

"Please, what?" he asked.

"Please husband." I knew what he wanted and his smile told me I had done well.

"Please, just let me have a little more fun…I want you so wet that Sea World could open an exhibit in your pussy."

I started laughing. "What was that?"

"Come on. Let me be cheesy." absent-mindedly Edward's hand started to play once again with my pussy lips as he started to spread the juices around with his fingers. He pulled himself up and settled himself back between my legs. "Besides, we have all the time in the world for fast sex. I want to make this perfect."

He started to grind into me and my head fell back to the pillow, well I guess I could give him one more orgasm but then I am protesting until his cock is parked in my pussy.

Honeymoon sex was fantastic. Only second to pregnancy sex. I was so horny during my pregnancy that I sorta may have broken one of my favorite appendages on Edward. Frowny face. But anyway back to the wedding.

The moment that Edward and I were down the aisle and out the double wooden doors we were escorted into a private room directly across from the grand ball room where we were left alone for a few brief moments to enjoy our first moments at being husband and wife together.

The moment Emily closed the door behind her and left us, Edward practically jumped on me pulling me in for a deeper longer kiss. Well, my makeup was certainly ruined now. Oh well.

I pulled the veil from off my head and wrapped my arms around his neck trying to never break our connection but finally Edward pulled back.

"God, you have no idea what it does to me to see you in this wedding dress." Edward gasped.

"Now you know how it makes me feel to see you all dressed in your tux every time we go to an award show." I laughed.

"Bella, you…well…you are absolutely stunning. You…I just…I love you so so much. Thank you." Edward tried to hold his emotions back but couldn't help himself.

"I love you too. Today…this is all so amazing. Thank you for having patience. I can't imagine how this day could even get more perfect."

Edward reached up and brushed my hair to the side. "I wish we could just head straight for the honeymoon. I think that would make this day more perfect." He whispered before kissing me again.

I smiled, "Wow, I never thought I would hear that come out of your mouth."

A soft knock came at the door. Emily slowly opened it probably afraid she would be interrupting something scandalous. Word to the wise, it's rather hard to do anything scandalous when one of you is in a twenty pound dress and corset. Just sayin.

"Are we ready for some pictures?" She asked.

"Yeah, let's get this over with." I grabbed Edwards hand and followed her.

The grand ballroom was empty as our guests were corralled to the reception area. The great thing about getting married in a castle was there were plenty of places to take a beautiful photo. Our friends in the wedding party greeted us with cheers and it looked like they had already opened a bottle of champagne wasting no time to get…wasted.

"To the bride and groom." Emmett's voice boomed as he raised a glass.

"Everything came off without a hitch." Jacqueline greeted me bringing a glass of champagne for me.

"Okay, I know we are all excited but can we leave the alcohol and public displays of drunkenness until after the stuffy wedding pictures?" Emily asked as she started to push everyone in the direction to the great hall to start with the first set of photos.

We started to walk in that direction.

"So did I do good?" Jacob walked alongside me.

"Better than great." I acknowledged.

"I know. Because I'm awesome." He replied.

"Where are Savannah and Gracie?" I asked looking around worried.

"Embry had to take them to find the nearest chamber pot." Jacob replied.

"They need to be in the pictures." I started to fret.

"Baby, don't worry. I'm sure they didn't wander far." Edward calmed me.

It took a long time to get through pictures. You would think that since the majority of my wedding party was used to taking photos professionally that they would be great but being the entertainers that they were… we instead got a bunch of hams and divas.

I admittedly started to feel hungry and it didn't help that I had such a heavy dress on. Finally I needed to take a break from the lengthy photo session to just have a seat. I walked away surprisingly unnoticed and found a bench nearby to perch on for a little while.

"Okay….wait where is my bride?" Our photographer questioned.

"Just let me sit out this round. Go ahead." I waved him on to continue.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Edward was there first thing.

"I…I don't feel very good."

And then the questions came.

"Do you need water? When was the last time you ate something? Please tell me you ate something today? Bella, did you eat today?"

"Yes, yes. Geez I had some fruit this morning." Okay attentive Edward much appreciated, over bearing Edward, I could do without.

"That's all?" He sighed and then looked over to Ian standing in the corner. "Can you go and get a plate of appetizers and a large glass of water."

"Look, please just go back to pictures. I'm sure I'll feel fine in a little bit."

"You're not going to feel fine until you have had a decent meal." He sat down beside me. "I thought we talked about this."

"It's not a big deal. You making this a bigger deal then it is. It's my wedding day. Do you know how many people don't eat on their wedding days? Plus I have this big ass dress weighing me down and I had a lot of stuff going on today. I'm sure you just sat around playing video games but it's been nonstop for me." I explained.

"I didn't just sit around playing games." Edward mumbled.

"Awwww, how cute the newlyweds are having their first spat. Take a picture. Take a picture." Emmett started dancing around like an ape.

"Emmett, go away." Edward said agitated. Emmett stalked off all butt hurt and Edward turned his attention back on me.

"I will take your offering of food and drink when Ian gets back. I'm sure I will survive that way till dinner."

That seemed to please him enough and I did eat what Ian had brought for me but sometimes I wonder if I had placed Edward into the heavy tight dress then maybe he would have been able to see things from my perspective.

Men always have it so easy.

Everything about that day seemed to happen so fast. Just sitting here now and thinking back to that day, it's all a blur. I remember how I kept stopping myself trying to take in the atmosphere because I knew that over time I would start forgetting some of the details. I remember thousands of white and baby pink roses, white heavy iron candlesticks and their dripping candles. Twinkle lights that lit up the courtyard when we finally moved the party outdoors.

I remember my first dance with Edward and the song I wrote for that moment. Well I didn't write lyrics, just music. After I had learned that we would be having the wedding in Italy; I would wake up from my dreams some nights with this tune in my head and eventually I started writing the music. I couldn't put into words just how much I loved this man so when it came to lyrics there was just this massive writer's block. A few years down the road I finally was able to find some words even though I never did think they were adequate enough.

Sad to say I think the moment from that day I remember more clear than any, was the moment I was to take off the dress. The dress that had weighed me down all day suddenly didn't seem like such a burden.

Jacqueline and Rosalie helped me upstairs to change in the early morning hours. My mom had long given me a kiss and wished me well before taking the girls back with her to the house. It was nearly two a.m. when we finally decided to leave for our honeymoon.

"Wait, just…wait." I put a stop to Rosalie who went straight for undoing the corset.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I…I…I don't want to take it off." I replied sadly.

"B, trust me you so don't want to sit in a car for an hour in this thing. Then Edward is going to have to take it off and as much as I would love you to record that venture, I think it would be best if we just do this now." Jacqueline said.

"I know." I sighed and looked once more in the full mirror.

"Okay." Rosalie started up again and I pulled away.

"No. I want to wear it to wherever Edward and I are going."

"Oh geez." Rosalie flopped down into a chair and started to remove her heels.

"Bella do you know how long I have worn these heels today for? I have worn them for almost twelve hours. Do they look comfortable?" she asked.

I wasn't sure where she was going but I answered anyway, "Not really."

"Exactly because sometimes we have to do things we don't necessarily want to do. Take the damn dress off." She growled.

"No. I don't have to if I don't want to." I folded my arms for good measure. I don't know why I was being so difficult. I honestly believe that exhaustion had a part to play.

"I have my things ready. Let's go." I gathered up my bags and in my big bushy dress I started to leave the room. My ladies in waiting following behind me.

We met the boys on the stairs with their bags of belongings as well.

"Uh…honey…I thought you were going to change." Edward appraised me.

"Oh…didn't you hear? She doesn't have to if she doesn't want to." Rosalie stepped in front crossing Edwards's path. "Good luck with that one. She's your problem now." She patted Edward on the back as she passed.

"What's going on?" Edward looked to me.

"I just…not ready to take off the dress. Geez, I only get to wear it once, shouldn't I wear it as long as possible?" I defended.

"Ian, can you take this to the car?" Edward handed his stuff off to Ian.

"Bella, do you want me to take your stuff to the car?" Emma asked.

"No. We'll be right back." Edward replied and took my hand.

"I'm not changing." I huffed.

We walked into a private room and Edward closed the door behind me.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"There's nothing going on. Why is this a big deal? Why can't I wear my dress to wherever we are going?" I asked.

"I don't want you to be uncomfortable. We have an hour-long drive before we reach our destination, honey." Edward explained.

"I'll be fine." I turned to leave but he pulled me back.

"I bet I could get you out of that dress." Edward said pulling me slowly toward him.

"No you can't." I said stubbornly but he was already working the eyes. Those mischievous gorgeous eyes.

"Hmmm…let's see." He started at my neck, pushing me slowly back against the wall while kissing and biting. I started panting thinking of how I was going to get every wish and dream I ever thought of, soon on my honeymoon…but wait…maybe…castle sex?

Edward pulled and pulled at the yards of material, lifting my dress up as he pulled his body toward mine and began grinding. His hand cupped my butt cheek and he began pawing at it trying to get us closer to find that magical position.

"Oh…please…" I begged softly.

Edward's lips left my neck and moved on down toward the top of my breasts.

"Baby, god I want to taste you. I want suck on your perfect beautiful nipples. Please let me." I never heard him sound so raspy and sexy. The things this man could do with this voice.

"uh…" I was losing resolve. I guess I could lower my dress so he could suck on my nipples. I tried to pull my dress down but it wasn't going anywhere. Edward seeing I was trying to work around his little plan began to rub a finger up and down my satin panties gently massaging my clit and lips slowly.

"Please baby. Please." He begged once more. I pushed myself into his hand.

"Please. I need more." I begged back.

He took my hand and placed it on his very hard bulge that had been growing in his pants.

"See what you do to me. Let me see what's under that dress. Don't you want to please your husband? I want to please my wife." He whispered into my ear.

I started nodding my head uncontrollably. Edward pulled me roughly and turned me around pushing my breasts back up against the wall. I could feel him grasp and push up on me. His hands wandering seeking pleasure.

I was so focused on trying to feel anything and everything that I hadn't even noticed the soft breeze on my back. It took me a moment to even realize that Edward's hand had found my nipples. He pinched and pulled at them massaging my breasts.

"Yes. Yes…I need…I need.." I wasn't even coherent to finish a sentence.

The dress dropped to the ground and Edward turned me back around.

"Glorious." He whispered and then dropped to his knees. "Absolute perfection."

He moved my panties aside and pushed his tongue in between my slick slit and it was a good thing there was a wall behind me because at that moment my legs were instant jello, I fell back, my hand catching the wall.

Edward steadied me with his strong arms grasping onto my hips while he continued to suck and nip and tease.

"I need…I need…" I still was unable to articulate what I needed.

"What do you need baby? Do you need this?" he held up one finger and then went to push it up into me.

"Oh god, Yes." I screamed.

"Shhhh..Shhh.." Edward tried to quiet me. I had completely forgotten where we were and who could be near.

I began to slide toward the floor unable to hold myself up and yes if you haven't been keeping track…I did cum on my wedding dress.

Just as my orgasm hit Edward quickly reached up to cover my mouth with his hand while I screamed into it.

Man, if I wasn't exhausted before that completely took it out of me. I just laid there on my sullied wedding dress while Edward undressed me the rest of the way, cleaned me up and changed me.

"I want to go to sleep." I yawned.

"You can sleep in the car, okay?"

"Okay."

Edward did all the work while I laid there on the castle floor. He packaged up my dress and undergarments and helped me to my feet. I held onto him ready to pass right out as we left the defiled room.

There was some fanfare as we got to the car as our remaining guest yelled out their well wishes to us. Edward helped me into the car and I curled up to him the minute he sat down beside me.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"We are going to a place where I get to have you all to myself." He whispered.

"Where's that?"

"You'll see. Sleep now baby. I will wake you when we get there."

I passed out pretty hard, when Edward went to wake me I didn't want to wake up.

"Please can't I stay in the car tonight?"

"Come on honey. All our bags are already onboard."

"Onboard?" I asked straining to open an eyelid.

Edward helped me out as I rubbed my eyes and yawned. We walked a couple of paces and I could now see what he meant. It was a boat. A much bigger boat then the one he had at the lake.

"Happy Wedding, wife."

"You can drive that thing?" I asked.

"Yes." He chuckled. "But I hired someone for this trip. I want to make good time."

We walked toward the boat…well maybe it was a ship. Not really sure what the proper term was. As we were walking up I could see that on the side of the boat was written in beautiful script, "Bella".

"You found a boat named after me?" I asked in surprise.

"No silly, I named the boat after you. It is my hope that this will mark the first journey of many in our lives. This boat is for you. Like I said Happy Wedding." He leaned over and kissed me.

Oh my!

I just stood there staring at the boat. It took a long while in our relationship for me to get used to the idea of money. Edward bought boats the way some bought cars. He bought cars the way some bought food.

"Come aboard, my lady." Edward bowed.

He took my hand and brought me over the small bridge onto the boat. It was just so big and shiny.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

"It's…wow…I don't know what to say…"

So Edward, you got a boat for your wife as a wedding present. What did she get you?

Nothing. Dammit Bella! You know this man and his gifts.

"What's wrong?" I'm sure he could see the worry in my eyes.

"Well…I just…I think you really outdid me. I…my gift isn't this nice." I fumbled around thinking for something to say.

"Baby, I didn't do this to win a contest. I wanted to do something nice for you. For us. It doesn't matter what you got me. Even if you didn't get me anything at all." He replied.

Great, because I didn't get you anything at all.

"Let's get some sleep. We're both tired, baby." He took my hand and continued down to the master suite. Everything about this boat, yacht…ship whatever the hell it was, well it was lavish and elegant and I could tell that Edward took his time picking out every single detail.

"Um…are my toiletries around here? I'd like to clean up before going to sleep." I looked around.

"Oh right. Through here is the closet." Edward brought out my bag and I took it to the bathroom.

Suddenly I was kind of nervous. As I sat on the toilet I thought of trying to find the perfect wedding present for my husband. I could maybe text Emma and she could have it waiting when we came back. What could I possibly give him that would be as amazing as a boat? He gave me a house for my birthday…a house I still hadn't seen. Now a boat.

Oh god, this is a pickle.

I rifled through my bag to find my face wash. There was a box of tampons. Great, that was coming up here soon. One fantastic way to ruin a honeymoon, coming up. I remember when I realized last week that I would at least not get my period until a couple of days after the wedding I was relieved because I was terrified at the idea of being stuck in a white dress all day surfing the crimson wave but now I was mad because in a couple of days my vagina would go radio silent while Edward and I waited for Eve's curse to end.

I stood there staring into the mirror. I was married. Oh my god. Someone actually married me. Isabella Swan you have sure come a long way.

"Baby…is everything okay?" Edward called.

My nerves suddenly hit again. What was I so nervous for? I mean I have had sex a thousand times with Edward. Well maybe not a thousand times but you get the picture. I was nervous because for the first time I was actually considering something. Oh Bella.

"Bella, what's going on?" Edward pressed.

"Uh…just give me a moment." Calm your pants down; I'll be out in a minute.

Breathe in and out. In and out.

The door opened. "Honey, you're scaring me. What's going on?" Edward couldn't take it any longer and pushed his way into the bathroom.

"I…I think I'm just really tired. I…." I looked over to him, my eyes were probably baggy and I'm sure I was the epitome of sexy wife, not!

"Okay. It's okay. We should get some sleep. You'll be able to think more clearly in the morning." Edward held me close to him and walked me back over to the bed. He pulled the satin sheets down and I got in.

"You're not upset if we don't…" I cringed asking.

"Of course I'm not upset." He replied climbing in next to me. Edward pulled me to him and spooned me. He ran his fingers through my hair and you would think that would put me straight into a coma with how tired I was but instead my mind was racing with gift ideas…was I ready to give Edward a baby?

Breathe in and out.

A honeymoon baby. It's all he has ever wanted. It's the only thing I can give him. After all, Edward's already given me so much.

I felt his hand start to gently make small circles on my tummy and it's as if he could read my mind.

"I love you, Edward." I say quietly.

"I love you, my Isabella. My beautiful, wonderful, amazing wife." He kissed me on the head and gives me a squeeze.

A baby.

Breathe in, breathe out.

AN: Thank you for reading! Wishing Happy Holidays to you and yours.