A/N: Tiff n Sher rock x

Chapter 22

Isabella was quickly losing control of all her senses. She had never known that such an intimate pleasure could be shared between two people. It was no wonder that it was kept a vast secret, or every woman would indeed be hurrying to lose her maidenhood.

She was indeed lucky to have a husband who was talented in the ways of love. She briefly wondered if that meant he had shared his bed with a lot of women, but then quickly shoved the thought from her mind. She didn't want something as silly as her thoughts to ruin the moment she was sharing with her husband.

Edward gently eased Isabella's legs open with his knee and positioned himself between them. Isabella stiffened, wondering what was coming next, but her tension soon eased as he continued his assault on her breasts. She barely registered when his hand slipped between her legs until he started rubbing her sensitive nub. She cried out at the overwhelming sensation as the knot in the pit of her stomach tightened.

He continued with his torment until he could feel her start to quiver around his fingers. He aligned himself against her, waiting for his chance. The second she cried out in ecstasy he thrust himself inside her. Isabella's pleasure soon turned into pain. She clutched onto the tops of Edward's arms, willing him not to move, but her discomfort soon began to ease.

When Edward felt her begin to relax, he started to move, slowly at first, but soon passion gripped a hold on him so fiercely that he forgot all about being gentle and cautious. He couldn't get enough of his sweet Isabella, he wanted more, and her calls of encouragement weren't helping either. The way she moaned his name was enough to drive him over the edge, and it did, but not before he made sure she came first.

Isabella was completely overwhelmed and lost in her desire. Just when she thought, she couldn't experience any more bliss the tension in her stomach exploded. Her full body felt weightless, she was shivering mess, from her toes to her fingertips.

Perhaps this marriage could work after all.

Edward collapsed on the bed, beside Isabella, pulling her to his side. Both of them were struggling to regain their breath.

"Is it always like that-" Isabella asked. "Between a man and a woman?"

Edward shook his head. "No, not always."

"Oh."

"Ye should get some rest," Edward said, squeezing her to his side. "I might take ye again before morning."