A/N: Happy Easter! I hope you all have a great time, whatever you are doing.
A huge thanks to Sheiffy!
We're getting closer ;)
Chapter 20
Edward led Bella into a smaller room, which seemed to be a storage room for weapons, as they were all hanging on the wall. There were also various chests in the room, she wondered what they held, but Edward pulled her along before she got the chance to ask. He then led her down a very narrow corridor to his bed chambers. His room was surprisingly big, with three decent sized windows and a large four poster bed in the middle of the room. It even had large wooden beams running along the ceiling. The room was enchanting actually. Certainly an upgrade from where she had slept the previous night.
Edward took a seat on the bed as he watched Isabella, letting her take in the room. It was after all, going to be her room now, too. When he felt she had had sufficient enough time he beckoned her to him.
Isabella hesitantly and very slowly walked towards Edward. When she got close enough, he put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer, so she was now standing between his open legs. "I don't want ye tae be frightened o me. I will nae hurt you."
"I'm not," Isabella lied, swallowing a large lump in her throat.
"Then why are ye shaking?"
Isabella looked down at her hands. She was indeed trembling. "I'm cold," she lied again.
Edward didn't like that she wasn't honest with him. In time, he hoped that she would open up to him and trust him. "I'll start the fire," Edward said, letting her go and standing up.
Isabella hadn't even noticed the fireplace; it had been behind her, near the entrance to the room. That's when she realised that there wasn't even a door to the room. She didn't like that. She wondered why Edward hadn't installed one. It was odd. Surely he valued his privacy? She would have to convince him to add one.
"Done," Edward said, from behind her.
Isabella jumped. She had been too deep in thought to notice that he had moved closer to her.
Edward frowned. Hadn't he just warned her not to be afraid?
He took her hand and led her over to the bed again. He sat down, hoping it would make him appear less intimidating. "Turn around," he ordered though he had tried to say it gently.
Isabella reluctantly turned around, her breath hitching when Edward began to untie the back of her dress. When he finished, he pushed it off her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground. She began to wrap her arms around herself trying to hide her chemise, but Edward stood up and took her hand, spinning her around to face him. "Don't ever hide from me," he said, softly. "Yer beautiful and yer mine, and I wish to look upon ye." He pulled the string on her chemise, making it open and fall to the floor.
Isabella had to fight the urge to cover herself up. She was naked in front of her husband for the first time, and she didn't like it.
Edward cupped her face and forced her to look at him, trying to convey with his eyes just how pleased he was with his wife. She was indeed breathtaking.