Glad to see that pretty much everyone thought the wait was worth it! One or two of you thought maybe it was too quick or too easy for them, but my thoughts are that the only way Edward is going to give in to his desires is if he loses control and it just happens. He over thinks everything, but at this time he was just caught up in the moment, lost in the feeling of having Bella back again and trying to prove to himself that she is actually real this time. With their mating connection, I don't think there's ever any chance of him actually hurting Bella, especially when he knows how horrible life is without her.
I stupidly forgot to thank my amazing beta, CoppertopJ, in the last chapter so double thanks this time!
Now, on with the story!
We lay together like that for a while, sometimes talking, sometimes just quietly enjoying being back in each other's arms. Finally, I looked up at him, hating to have to move, but also knowing that his family was desperate to see him again too and they had already been good enough to give us this time alone together.
"I suppose we better head to the hotel," I said, "They have all missed you so much. Esme will be going out of her mind waiting to see you."
"I'm not sure I'm ready to share you just yet," he mumbled, hugging me tightly to him so I couldn't get up, "I've only just got you back."
"I know, baby," I told him, "But I've already monopolised you enough for now. If it wasn't for your family, I would never have found you. We especially have Rosalie to thank."
"I can't believe that," he said, "Of all people, she's the last one I would have expected to have done anything to bring us back together."
"I know," I said, turning to look up at him, "The whole family was shocked when she revealed that she had sent the letters. Even Alice." He shook his head in disbelief.
"I guess we better go so I can thank her," he said, opening his arms so I could get up. I glanced over at him as I stood up, his eyes darkening once again as he drank in my naked form. I wondered if I should be embarrassed at still being completely naked in front of him, but somehow, I couldn't find it in me to care.
I quickly found my clothes and began dressing, stopping when I realised he hadn't moved an inch.
"Edward?" I said, watching as his hands gripped the sheets tightly.
"Sorry," he replied, closing his eyes, "You're very...distracting. It would seem that after our earlier activities, my self-control is not nearly as good as it was."
"Well, I, for one, am very glad about that," I chuckled, "But you can open your eyes now, I'm dressed."
"If only it was that simple," he muttered under his breath, getting out of bed and dressing quickly.
My phone beeped and I looked at it to see that Alice had sent a cab to pick us up outside and take us to the hotel in five minutes. Shaking my head, I showed the message to Edward.
"Some things never change," he laughed, taking me by the hand and leading me out through the window I had entered by.
Fifteen minutes later, we were pulling up outside the hotel. Edward had spent the whole journey driving me crazy. His hands never left me – playing with my hair, tracing nonsensical shapes on my thigh, running up and down my arms. Edward paid for the cab and we both walked hand in hand into the hotel and straight towards the elevators.
Once inside the elevator, Edward pulled me in for a kiss, his cool lips meeting my heated ones with a spark of electricity. Despite what had happened earlier, this kiss took me by surprise. I still wasn't used to him kissing me so deeply, with such passion, but I quickly caught up, sliding my fingers into his hair. All too soon the elevator doors opened, forcing us to separate, my breathing heavy and his eyes dark.
"Sorry, I just can't seem to keep my hands off you," he whispered in my ear, as we exited the elevator, his voice sending shivers down my spine. This new, sensual Edward was going to take some getting used to.
I took a deep breath as we reached Carlisle and Esme's door, trying to compose myself before knocking. My hand had barely touched the door when it was thrown open and we were both engulfed in Esme's arms.
She held us both there for a few moments, before pulling back slightly and swatting Edward on the head.
"You promised me you'd never leave us again," she scolded. Edward looked thoroughly chastised and I chuckled at the thought of a vampire being scared of anything, never mind his mom.
"Sorry, Mom," he muttered.
"Are you okay?" Esme asked him, looking him over in a very motherly gesture.
"I am now," he said, looking over at me, "I'm sorry I worried you all." I looked around the room to see the whole family. Carlisle was standing just behind Esme with a small smile on his lips, seeming to be amused by his wife's fussing. As soon as Esme released us from her hug, Carlisle stepped forward, placing a hand on Edward's shoulder.
"Welcome home, son," he said, "It's good to have you back."
Edward quickly went round the rest of the family, never once letting go of my hand, finally standing in front of Rosalie.
"I believe I have you to thank for this," he said to her, "We may not always see eye to eye, but thank you for this." He pulled her in for a hug.
"Yeah, well, I hated seeing you miserable and then you left making everyone else miserable too," she said, rolling her eyes, "Someone had to do something to knock some sense into you."
We all sat for a while, everyone catching Edward up on the things he'd missed. I ordered some room service for dinner as I was starving, while Edward apologised profusely for forgetting about my human needs. We talked, we laughed and we kept the conversation light. There were many things that needed to be talked about, but for now, everyone was just happy to have Edward back.
A few hours later, after struggling to stifle many yawns, Edward insisted it was time for bed. I had been enjoying the time spent with the family and didn't really want to miss anything, but I was also looking forward to some more alone time with Edward.
I quickly showered and dressed in a pair of new satin pyjamas, a thin strapped camisole topped with lace in a pale pink colour and matching shorts, that I made a mental note to thank Alice for. Usually, I slept in an old holey t-shirt and sweatpants, even before Edward left, but after what had happened earlier, I was happy to have something nicer to sleep in beside him.
He was lying on the bed, dressed in new dark blue sweatpants and a soft cotton t-shirt, that I assumed was also Alice's doing. He lay with his arms folded behind his head and his eyes were closed. If I didn't know better, I would have said he was asleep. I watched him for a few moments, basking in the calm, serene look on his face, a complete contrast to the look on his face when I had found him this afternoon.
He opened his eyes, obviously sensing that I was watching him, groaning when he caught sight of what I was wearing. I heard him mutter Alice's name under his breath, obviously guessing correctly who was to blame for my attire.
"It's hard enough to keep my hands off you, without this," he said, gesturing to my body as he spoke, "It's going to be impossible now."
"Is that a bad thing?" I said quietly, hoping he hadn't changed his mind about regretting this afternoon. I had been hoping for a re-enactment, but now I wasn't so sure that would happen.
"Of course not. Come here, love," he said, opening his arms to me, "Now, that I know I can control myself enough to not hurt you, I am very much looking forward to making love to you again. I just thought maybe you might be a bit sore."
"I know even with humans, it can be sore after the first time. I mean...assuming it was...your first time?" he stumbled over the last few words, embarrassment clear on his face, despite the fact that he couldn't blush.
"Yes," I said, wishing I also had the ability not to blush, as I felt the colour rushing to my cheeks, "There's been no one since you. You didn't find any...distractions, did you?"
"Distractions, ha!" he laughed, though there was no humour in his voice, "There was nothing in this world that could ever distract me from you, my love. I'm truly sorry for the lies I told you. There is no one in the world that has ever made me feel the way you do." He was now looking down into my eyes as though I was the only woman in the whole world. He made me feel beautiful and loved. I knew that we had a long way to go and a lot to talk about, but when he looked at me like that, I knew that we would be okay.
His eyes closed as he closed the distance between us, capturing my lips with his, soft and gentle to begin with but quickly turning heated. His hands roamed all over my body, sending jolts of electricity through me every time he touched my skin. My hands threaded through his hair, as our kiss deepened, his tongue meeting mine in a combination of fire and ice.
His hand curled around my leg, hitching it up over his, bringing my core close to his erection. Whilst I did feel a little sore from our earlier activities, I was still very ready to feel him inside me again. I had never felt as complete as I had when he filled me.
I was panting heavily when he pulled back to let me breathe.
"Are you sure?" he whispered in my ear, "We don't have to if you're too sore."
"I want to," I said against his neck, unable to keep my lips from him.
He leaned over me, keeping most of his weight off me, kissing along my neck and down to the edge of my top. His hands were running along the satin on my stomach, making their way towards my breasts. When his fingers gently trailed across my already hardened nipples through the material, I gasped, my back arching up at the sensation.
After a few moments, his fingers grabbed the hem of my top and he swiftly pulled it up over my head, before lowering his mouth to my nipple. As he sucked it into his mouth, his tongue swirling over the peak, his hand cupped my other breast as he gently twirled my other nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
I struggled to stay still, the sensations he was causing made me squirm under him. I could feel my underwear soaking through with moisture, as I rubbed my thighs together in search of some much needed friction. Edward clearly noticed this and moved from my nipple, kissing down my stomach as his hands hooked into my shorts, pulling them down my legs along with my soaked underwear.
His fingers trailed back up my legs towards where I desperately needed him and soon they were moving through my folds to my warm, wet centre.
"Oh, God," he moaned, "You are so wet."
I gasped as his fingers slid over my sensitive bundle of nerves and he kept it there circling his fingers around it a few times. I groaned when he removed his fingers, bringing them up and sucking them into his mouth in a very erotic gesture.
"You taste amazing," he whispered, "Can I try something?" I nodded, not really caring what he did, as long as he did something.
He placed his hands on my knees, gently spreading me open to him. His eyes darkened even further than they already had as he stared at my most intimate area. I realised what he was going to do, just as his tongue met my core. His tongue trailed from my entrance up to my swollen nub, my legs pressing against his head as he flicked his tongue across my swollen nub.
"Oh, fuck," I gasped loudly, not caring that I had sworn in front of him for the first time. I heard a loud growl erupt from him, the vibrations jolting through my core.
He didn't give me any time to recover, he just went straight back to his ministrations, concentrating all his effort on my clit. I could feel the pressure building up within me and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. When my orgasm hit me, I saw stars behind my eyelids and I felt a gush of liquid rush from me and he lapped up every bit of it as though it was the ambrosia of the Gods.
I lay there, barely able to remember my own name, my head spinning as I came down from my high. I felt him move up my body, but as I was still struggling with coherent thought, I barely paid him any attention. It was only when he began to speak that I was able to open my eyes and look at him again, realising that he was now naked, as he settled between my legs.
"I've always thought swearing to be very vulgar and crass," he began, as I put my hands over my face in embarrassment as I remembered what I had said, "But God, coming out of your mouth like that it was the hottest thing I've ever heard!" I removed my hands from my face, looking at him in surprise. My very prim and proper, hundred-year-old vampire actually got turned on by swearing. Never in a million years would I have guessed that.
"I'll have to remember that," I whispered, pulling him down to kiss him, my taste still on his tongue. I could feel his erection pressing into my centre, his hands roaming my body as our tongues danced together.
He gently lined himself up with my entrance, looking into my eyes to make sure I was ready for him. I nodded, making sure he knew I wanted this. I needed that feeling of being home that came with having him inside me. I wasn't sure I'd ever be able to go long without that feeling now that I knew what it was like. With that, he slowly pushed his length into my warmth and I was once again filled with that amazing feeling.
He continued slowly, like he had this afternoon, pulling almost all the way out before slowly pushing in again. There was a small amount of pain, but it quickly turned to pleasure and soon I was moaning and urging him to move faster. He obliged and soon we were both panting heavily. A few more thrusts and I fell into the abyss, calling his name, my muscles clenching around his erection and milking his own release.
He rolled over, pulling me tightly into his arms and pulling the sheets up to cover us both. We lay in silence for a few minutes, catching our breath, though I knew he really had no need to.
"I'm not completely convinced this isn't a dream," I told him, "I feel like you are going to disappear any moment. Plus, I never would have guessed that this is what would have happened when I found you."
"Me either," he admitted, "I was always convinced that it would be too dangerous for us to make love, but I wasn't exactly thinking straight earlier and it just happened. Now I'm struggling to remember why I was so against it." I attempted to stifle the yawn that was threatening to overtake me, but there was just no stopping it.
"Sleep, my love," he whispered, "I promise that I will be right here when you wake."
Our two still have a long way to go, but they are together and happy. I know when I read a New Moon AU, I am always desperate to get to this point in the story. Keep the follows, favourites and reviews coming as I live for them.
Recommendation for this week. I'm in the middle of reading this one and loving it.
Chain Reaction by araeo
A chance encounter with a stranger on the ferry is the spark that sets off a chain of events. By the time Bella realizes what's happening, is it too late to change her mind? What happens when fate grabs you and won't let go? AU/OOC B/E
