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Chapter 9

Bella

I went into the bedroom and unpacked the suitcase that Alice had packed for me.

What I saw there could not be serious.

She's crazy!

"You've got to be kidding me," came loudly from my lips.

"What, sweetheart?"

Shit, did I really just say that out loud?

"Nothing!", I said sheepishly.

"What did Alice put in your suitcase?"

Edward could not be fooled. He knew his little annoying sister very well.

"Sexy lingerie and very skimpy bikinis. Did Alice see me in these?"

She really couldn't be serious. Who would wear that? Okay, knowing Edward, he should like something like that. Maybe I should put on such a lingerie right away and seduce my husband. Bella Cullen, get a grip, you just had an absolutely awesome first climax. Oh man, I'm so horny, it can't be that I still have a desire. I want to feel him penetrating me, moving on me and in me.

"Honey, dinner's almost ready."

With this sentence he tore me out of my thoughts.

"I'll be right there; I'm just going to put something on real quick."

"Will you bring me a pair of boxers while you're at it?"

Oh yes, he was still naked.

"Yes, I will."

So, which of these lingerie should I wear? Mmm, I think I'm going to try this thing out. I can't wait to see if Edward likes it.

"Do you want me to help you choose?" he asked me, amused.

"Be right with you. I really need to talk to Alice about her taste. There's no way she could have seen me in those things. Unless she was trying to appeal to your tastes."

I quickly took another pair of boxers and went to the kitchen.

"I can't wait to see what nice things Alice packed for you."

"Well, does that suit your taste?"

I casually stood in the doorway and waited for his reaction.

Without saying anything, he came up to me, pulled me stormily to him and said, "That's very nice! But now that I've seen you naked, I like you best completely without."

"Does that mean you want to take this off me quickly, because then you won't need these?"

I held out his boxers to him.

He took it and unfortunately put it on, saying as he did so, "As soon as you've eaten something!"

Then he kissed me stormily, and I got weak in the knees.

"What's the matter? Do you lack the strength?"

"Just got weak in the knees. I just can't get enough of you."

"Bella, you should eat something first and then get some rest too."

"I want to rest with you ... in bed," I grinned seductively at him.

He pressed his lips to mine and once again he broke away from me far too soon.

I would prefer to live only on air and love, but my stomach told me otherwise.

"You really should eat something now," he said firmly, then lifted me up and sat me at the kitchen table. "Enjoy it, my angel."

"Since when do you know how to cook?"

I looked at him questioningly.

"Once you're sound asleep, and especially once your nightly monologue is done, I have plenty of time. I spent that time watching cooking shows."

"Except for the nighttime monologue thing, I think it's totally cute."

I hated it when I gave something of myself in the night.

"Was there anything interesting during my sleeping pill phase?"

"Only that you love me and pine for me," he grinned insolently in my face.

"But that's not news to you, is it?"

"I can't hear it enough."

"I love you, and I want to feel you on my skin after dinner."

Edward looked at me a bit startled. He probably didn't expect that I would want to feel him again.

"Then you should eat quickly so I can carry you to the bedroom."

Of course, I didn't have to be told twice. I stuffed the food, which really tasted very good, far too quickly into me.

"This tastes really good, sweetheart."

"I'm glad you like it. But you should eat slower."

"I don't want to waste any time," I grinned at him and stood up.

He came over to me and lifted me up. I put my arms around his neck and my legs wrapped around his hips. We kissed while he carried me into the bedroom. Then he carefully set me down on the edge of the bed.

"That nice thing covers way too little of your beautiful breasts."

Carefully he opened the bow and stripped off my babydoll.

"I think that was intentional on Alice's part."

"She really has taste, and it looks great on you."

He kissed me, then caressed my right breast, and my left he kissed passionately.

I pulled him tightly to me and moved up on the bed a little. His naked cold upper body now lay on mine. A coldness ran through me, which became noticeable on my nipples. He pinched my right nipple and I had to moan. With his abdomen he pressed against mine, and I felt his arousal. Thus I knew that he was as aroused as I was.

If he wants to feel me too? I hoped I still felt him all the way inside me today.

"Please," I sighed.

"What do you want?" he whispered, continuing to caress my breasts.

"Did I just say that out loud?"

"Yes, you just said 'please,' my angel."

"I want to feel you."

"Don't you feel it?" he asked really stupidly.

Of course I feel his cold stunning lips on my breasts, but I want more. Can I tell him that? Fuck it, I have to tell him. This desire, I can't take it anymore.

"Edward! Please ..."

"What, my angel?"

"Penetrate me, I can't stand this desire anymore. I want to feel you ... inside me."

Somehow I was just surprised at myself for having just said that.

"I can't take it anymore either, you're robbing me of my sanity."

We kissed wildly and very passionately, while he ripped down my panties and himself his boxers. Then we lay completely naked on the bed, he on top of me. I spread my legs and I felt his cold stiff cock at my entrance.

Very carefully he pushed against it. Slowly he penetrated me.

A bit at a time.

I felt a brief pain and winced.

Edward stopped moving and asked, "Are you okay? Are you in pain?"

"No, that was just my hymen," I grinned, then he slowly continued his movements.

I breathed heavily and moaned.

Edward really moved in and out very carefully. This coldness inside me was indescribable. It felt like there were some ice cubes in my vagina. I kissed his neck and shoulders. He supported himself with one hand on the bed frame and with his other hand he caressed my breast.

"This is incredible. I want to feel you deeper!"

After this sentence he suddenly stopped moving again and looked at me questioningly, or rather horrified.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"Bella, I can't."

"What can't you do? You do it perfectly."

"I ..."

He did not speak further.

"Edward, you don't have to be afraid. You haven't hurt me yet."

"Right, not yet."

"Well, I'm about to burst."

I would love to slap him. How could he think of such a thing during our first sex? Wasn't it nice for him just now?

"Haven't you liked it so far?", I looked at him questioningly.

"Yes, it is! It is indescribable. Your vagina is like fire on my member. This burning is very intense and screams for more."

"Then let's continue. I want to feel you deep inside me. Please!", I begged him.

"I'm scared."

He lowered his head, and I lifted it up and pressed my lips firmly to his.

"You don't have to. You've got yourself under control, sweetheart."

I lifted my pelvis against his hard marble body, so Edward noticed that I was eager to continue. He got into my movement and pushed his cold cock in and out again. We kissed during the act.

Edward's movements were now becoming more violent and demanding. He held my right wrist a little too tightly.

It hurt.

But I did not want to say anything, otherwise he would stop moving inside me.

A pain ran through me, and I couldn't place where it came from. I moaned briefly, and Edward moved more and more violently. My whole body twitched, and I moaned very loudly. His body twitched as well, and he moaned too. We became one and just had our first climax together.

Edward lay down next to me and covered me up.

For which I was very grateful to him, because I was really cold.

"Thank you," I said and gave him a kiss.

Edward lay snuggled against my back, and we enjoyed the moment.

We just had sex for the first time, and it was indescribable, except for the pain. But I would never tell Edward about that.

"Sleep now, my angel. "

He turned to me and kissed me on the forehead.

It wasn't long before I fell asleep next to my husband.

Edward

"Sleep now, my angel. "

I turned to her and kissed her forehead.

It didn't take long for her to fall asleep in my arms with a smile on her face.

As always, I watched my angel sleep. When Bella was fast asleep, I lightly stroked her right arm. I didn't want to wake her up, but I couldn't keep my fingers off her. Arriving at her wrist, my breath, if I still had one, stopped.

Where I had held Bella during sex, you could already see blue welts.

This could not be! I had hurt my angel. Why hadn't she said anything? She had to be in pain after all. Oh my God, hopefully that was the only injury I had done to her.

Carefully I lifted the blanket and examined her body.

No, it couldn't be, how could I let myself go like that. How could I do this to my angel? Why hadn't she told me? Bella would never forgive me for that, and neither would I forgive myself.

Cautiously, I got up and went outside. I had to leave. I could no longer stay with Bella at that moment, my self-loathing was too bad.

Why had I gotten involved in this deal? I never wanted to hurt my angel, and yet I had.

In the kitchen I wrote another note for Bella and put it on the kitchen table.

Then I went swimming in the sea.

I had to distract myself.

Bella

I woke up with a smile on my face.

Unfortunately, I quickly realized that someone was missing on the other side of the bed. Still, I stayed lying there for a while, thinking about last night.

The long wait was worth it. Everything was perfect, like in a dream. Edward was the most wonderful man on earth and my husband to boot, and he had granted me my wish. Last night we became one, and aside from a few aches and pains, I really wanted to do it a few more times as a human.

At the thought of the pain, I looked at my right wrist and my breath caught. It was blue all around. You would think I was wearing a blue armband.

Hopefully, Edward hadn't seen that yet! He would certainly blame himself.

When I tried to stand up, a pain ran through me again and I winced briefly. I carefully lifted the blanket, but actually I didn't want to see what I thought was underneath, and then I saw huge bruises on my left thigh and on my stomach.

A little later I made it to the bathroom. In the mirror I looked at my body.

I could never hide that from Edward. Wait a minute. Had he already seen it? Why wasn't he there?

"Edward?", I asked cautiously.

But I did not get an answer.

I quickly scurried back into the bedroom and realized that quick movements were not good at all, since I could feel the pain after all.

Slowly I put on a pair of cotton pants and a T-shirt.

I went into the kitchen and asked again, "Edward?"

Again no answer.

So he had already seen what I looked like and was just blaming himself. But it wasn't his fault, hopefully I could make him understand that.

My stomach growled again, and I decided to eat something in the meantime.

At some point, my sweetheart had to come back. He wouldn't leave me here alone, would he?

As I walked past the kitchen table toward the refrigerator, a note caught my eye.

I took it in my hand and began to read.

Dearest angel!

Please forgive me for not being beside you when you awoke. I could no longer bear the sight of what I had done to you. I am infinitely sorry, and I promise you it will never happen again. Once you are transformed, we will continue our lust. Please forgive me! I love you more than anything.

Your Edward

What did he mean by 'once I am transformed, we will continue our lust'. But that didn't mean what I thought it meant. He couldn't decide that on his own. Oh no, he couldn't do that.

Angrily, I yelled, "You come back to me right now and we'll talk about it. I know you're around."

Fortunately, he was not long in coming.

He was standing behind me in just his swim trunks, his body wet from the sea and his gaze fixed on the ground.

Slowly I walked towards him.

He still did not look at me.

"Edward, look at me," I said determinant as I continued to walk toward him.

"I can't."

"Look at me, right now."

By now I was standing right in front of him.

Then he looked at me and that look looked sad. If Edward had tears, he'd probably look all teary-eyed.

"I'm sorry, Bella. Can you forgive me sometime?"

I stood on my tiptoes and pulled Edward to me. Then I put my lips on his. I asked for entrance, but he would not let me in.

I looked him in the eye and said, "There is nothing to forgive, my darling."

Then I tried again, put my lips on his and once again requested admission with my tongue. Tentatively he granted me this. I played with my tongue on his. Slowly our tongues were involved in a fight and Edward let himself fall into this kiss.

But one thing was clear to me, it was no longer like yesterday. He was very careful, and I felt his fear.

Slowly I detached myself from him, firstly to catch my breath, and secondly I had to make him understand that although I was in pain, I didn't care. Despite all this, it was a wonderful night, and I would like to repeat it.

"Honey, let's talk."

"Bella, I will never hurt you again. I promise."

"I have faith in you. Next time it will be better. We both didn't know what could happen. You had excellent control, and you'll see, next time nothing will happen."

"There won't be a next time, Bella!"

His gaze was already lowered again.

"You can't decide that on your own."

"Yes, I can. Look at your body. What I have done to you. You can't deny it. I am a monster. I could have hurt you much worse."

"You said you could have, but you didn't. I just have a few bruises, and they'll go away in a few days. Edward, I had the most wonderful experience with you yesterday that any woman could ask for. I don't care what I look like. I don't want to miss last night, and fortunately you can't take it away from me. Apparently you didn't like it," I hissed at him and ran into the bedroom.

Once there, I locked the door.

I knew I had just acted childishly, but he couldn't have been serious just then. He didn't want to sleep with me again. Didn't he like it? It sounded that way to me.

I slid to the floor by the bedroom door and began to cry.