The combination of her tears and despair were my undoing. I had always been truly unable to deny my bella anything, no matter what she thought otherwise. So while I knew rationally I should push her away, I was unable to do so. Instead I pulled her closer, the weeklong tension and frustration of having refused us both finally catching up to me. I rolled onto my back, my arms around her and pulled her with me. She settled on top of my body, her knees on either side of my hips and the pressure of her on my erection had a groan already pulling free of my lips. She kissed me desperately, her hands running along my chest and shoulders. I carefully collected her hands and leaned back, smiling faintly when she tried to lean in and reclaim my mouth.
"Hang on love." I murmured, transferring both of her hands to one of my own and allowing my other to rest upon her cheek. Her eyes went wide with worry, and I knew she feared I had changed my mind and would leave her unsatisfied once again.
"Shh, I am not stopping us bella." I reassured her, brushing my thumb over her cheekbone and then letting it skim along her bottom lip. The lingering tears upon her cheeks had my gut clenching, I hated that she had been driven to tears because of me.
"I just need you to pause and think angel. If I let you attack me you are going to get hurt." She shook her head, unwilling to accept that I could hurt her. She loved me fiercely, but that love made her blind to the realities of what I was capable of. I framed her face with my free hand, gently pulling her in for a soft kiss. I had missed this so much, it had been hell this past week, worse then anything I could have imagined. I had once thought that being so close to bella while she slept, smelling her scent, and having her body so near while being unable to do anything had been torture, but that was before. Before I knew what she sounded like in the throes of pleasure, before I knew how it felt to sink into her hot, tight body and feel her clamp around me as I brought her to her climax. Knowing what I knew now, having had that kind of soul altering intimacy with the one I loved so deeply and then having it ripped away in the morning while the dawn light exposed the worst of my brutality had been hell. Keeping her at arms length had been one of the hardest things I had to do, only the deep bruises had been the reinforcement I needed, and now those were fading, along with my resolve.
"I am not going to stop you." I whispered, moving my kisses to her neck, and releasing her hands, letting my own run down her waist and settle on her hips.
"But please remember to be careful." I reminded her once again, hating that there was little I could do to truly protect her from myself.
It had worked for us when we were practicing, it had to help now. I had to use everything I had now so I did not hurt her again. My attention was drawn to that dam lace under my hands, I both hated and loved the pieces she had worn to bed. They were not so bad at first, feminine and soft, but I had barely been able to notice them around the bruises that scattered her body. Every one had been a reminder of the control I had lost, every one a taunt of what I could have lost if I had held her any tighter. As they faded and her nightwear got more risqué I had to control my emotions before they showed on my face. I knew I had not quite managed earlier when she came out and I saw the black lace that surrounded her body, the ruffles on her hips accentuating her figure. She took a couple deep breaths, her eyes closing gently and I knew she was attempting to center herself. I allowed my hands to trail the length of her body while she was quite, feeling the silky smoothness of her skin. My control fractured as I stared at her, my eyes devouring everything I had missed this week. Her nipples pebbles beneath the material covering her breasts and my hands came up on instinct to cup them, swirling my thumbs around the hard points.
"I missed you." She whispered the words, her voice laced with pain. I turned my gaze back to hers, to her heartbroken eyes and wished not for the first time that I could be human for her, so I could give her everything she wanted in this world. I pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the here and now. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her gently into my chest and hugging her close to me. I buried my face in her neck, her scent and warmth surrounding me and trailed my lips along the slender column.
"I missed you angel." I admitted the words, ignoring the pain of what had happened. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders, holding me tighter but tilting her head to the side to allow my kisses to continue.
"It wasn't just about sex Edward. I missed feeling this intimacy with you, it was different before, I didn't know what I was missing but I cant be without it now. It hurts to much." Her words caused my dead heart to throb with phantom pain. I had not only hurt her body with my hands, but I had hurt her heart with my actions.
"Never again love." I was not truly sure I could promise her this, but the words slipped out without my permission anyway.
She sighed at my words, then moaned softly as my mouth brushed over the sensitive spot beneath her ear. The sound shot right down to my erection, bringing with it a sense of urgency to be inside her. Pulling back slightly I took her mouth with mine, giving into the desperation for more. As I kissed her thoroughly my hands moved of their own accord, gliding up her sides and tearing the straps of her nighty. My fingers hooked into the material under her armpits and ripped down her side, leaving her bare from her waist up. It was not enough, I ripped the underwear to. Her mouth did not leave mine for a second, she hadn't even noticed. Careful not to jostle her I turned us both on the mattress so she was under me, pulling my mouth from hers so she could properly breath. I took advantage of her position and lowered my mouth to her collarbone, swiping the tip of my tongue along her soft skin, trailing down until I reached her supple breasts.
"Your body is beautiful angel, but your breasts are incredible." I murmured the words into her skin, my mouth peppering kisses along her breasts until finally my lips met with her tight pink bud. I carefully drew it into my mouth, my lips covering my teeth from piercing her skin and ran the flat of my tongue across that bud. My reward was her loud, almost startled moan. Her hands flew into my hair, fingers tangling into the strands and pulling, trying to bring me closer. I swirled my tongue around her nipple, feeling her body bowing up into mine, her hips seeking out friction. I lowered my body, pressing it gently into hers, my erection against her thigh and sucked. Her cry of pleasure that responded in the bedroom was music to my ears. I released her nipple, enjoying the sight of her engorged pink skin and moved to the other one, giving it the same attention. I glanced up at my lovely wife, her head back against the pillows, mouth parted. My ache to have her intensified. I could not wait much longer, but after denying her all week she deserved everything. I trailed my mouth back up her chest, neck and to her face, pulling my body away from hers and slipping my hand down between our bodies. I gently ran my finger down her slit, easing it in until I was met with silky wetness.
"God bella, your so wet." I whispered the words against her temple, swirling the tip of my finger around her opening until it was covered. The pink flush that spread from her neck and up into her cheeks had me chuckling and I pressed my lips to those reddened cheeks.
"Do not be embarrassed, I love how ready you are for me." I murmured, my lips still lingering against the heat in her face. I dragged my finger up, gently circling her clit with light pressure. Her hips flexed into my hand, seeking out more. I fought the grin and kissed her temple again, listening to her heavy pants and fluttering heart.
"Edward." She groaned my name, frustration lacing every syllable.
"What is it love?" I asked, even though I knew the answer. I kept up with the slow, soft circling of her clit.
"You know what!" She ground the words out. "Your teasing me. I need more." Her voice turned into a whine by the end, her hips moving again. I eased back as she searched for more, ignoring her demand and only replaced my finger once she stopped moving.
"You can have everything angel, after you've come for me on my hand." Shock coursed through my system at my own words, I had not meant for them to come out quite so…dirty. She moaned in response, her hands moving to my back, holding on to me.
"That's not fair, I want you to come with me." Her words were soft and breathy. I finally dipped my finger lower, gently pushing into her body, feeling her tight walls. The memory of that grip around my erection had my teeth clenching. Her body undulates beneath me, another moan slipping from her mouth. I could not help it any longer, I raised my head until I could see her face fully, I needed to know what she looked like.
"I will love, I promise. Give me one orgasm first and you can have all of me." It was less request and more demand.
I needed this though, some were for selfish reasons, like needing her to come on my hand so I could taste her again. Others were so she would be relaxed and more open before I sank into her again. The memory of our first time resurfaced, she had been so tight. To tight. I knew if I pushed in any further I would hurt her, the stretching becoming painful. I was above average, but I was not that big, I knew with time and plenty of foreplay she could handle it. So I had to hold of at the moment and bring that pleasure from her body. She panted and moaned as I slowly pumped my finger into her, adding another once her walls relaxed slightly and she could handle it. Her eyes fluttered, flashing those chocolate orbs at me before closing again, head tipping back further.
"Stop watching me." She groaned out the words around her moans, legs tightening around my hips. I moved my thumb so it pressed into her clit, rubbing it gently.
"That is never going to happen. I cannot look away." She did not respond, just moaned again, her voice growing in pitch the higher I brought her. I slowed my fingers, sinking them and pressing against her front wall, searching for that rougher patch of skin that gave away her g-spot. Once I found it I massaged it with firm, forward strokes and rubbed my thumb back and forth against her clit.
"Oh god. Right there." She murmured the words, still breathless. Body propped up on one elbow, I watched as her pleasure grew, her hips tilting into my hand on instinct and fingers digging into my back. Her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth fell open, her orgasm taking her whole body hostage. Her walls clamped down on my hand, pulsing around me in waves. I slowed my thumb and fingers, using slower strokes to help her through it but not stopping until her body slumped to the bed.
I pressed my lips softly across her face as she comes down from her orgasm, her heart still fluttering wildly in her chest. Her small puffs of air on my face tell me enough about her current state of mind and I find myself fighting a smile. I carefully withdraw my hand from her heat, her body giving a small shudder at the motion and her eyes finally fluttering open. She watches me for a moment, her hands coming up to cradle my face as though I was the precious thing in this room. Knowing that she needed the connection after her orgasm I leaned close and poured my love into her with my kiss. She returned it with her own devastatingly beautiful emotions, showing me exactly how she felt. I was the one to pull away, knowing she needed a proper breath before I could continue. She made a small noise of protest in the back of her throat.
"I can not have you passing out on me from lack of oxygen can I, then I would be forced to get you clothes and put you to bed." I whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek.
"Breathing is overrated, I would much rather kiss you." Her response was soft as she leaned in and followed my lead, leaving a kiss to my cheek before moving to my neck. She left a trail of scorching kisses down my neck and onto my collarbone. My hand on the bed balled into a fist from my restraint and she paused, sensing my battle somehow. Her hands soothed down my neck and to my shoulders, her thumbs rubbing reassuringly into my cold hard flesh.
"Its okay Edward, it will be okay." She spoke softly, her tone so sure and solid. The only thing I could truly do was take her confidence and pretend it was my own. I nodded as I stared into her eyes, pushing aside the worry and dread, and returning to the moment. I pushed myself up and knelt before her, letting my eyes roam every inch of her body. It does not matter that I have a perfect memory, she was more beautiful than even the first time I had seen her. She lay naked and relaxed before me, her breasts moving with each deep exhale, her legs still parted, letting me see every inch of her glistening core. Eyes locked on the angel before me I could not stop my impulses, my hands moved to rest on her thighs, my left stroking the delicate skin and my right sliding up until it was met with her heat once again. A quick look up told me she was both curious about my actions and turned on, her eyes watching me but fluttering as my fingers parted her lips, exposing more of her sex to me. I rubbed my thumb softly over her clit, her legs on either side of me trembled, squeezing my thighs.
"You said after my-" Her words were cut off by her own moan as I slide my fingers gently into her opening, her heat and wetness like a siren calling to me. I pumped my fingers slowly in and out, my eyes flickering from her sex to her face where she was still attempting to talk.
"You said.." Her back arched when I pressed my thumb into her clit. Her eyes fell down to my rock-hard erection that was jutting out from my pajama pants I had worn to bed for her benefit. A moment later her delicate hand covered mine, fingers wrapping around my wrist and I stilled.
"I don't want that, I want you." Her words were soft but firm.
"I am not denying you angel." I said gently, pulling my fingers from her core. Her hand released mine, her eyes sharp on my face. The desire was far greater than any hesitation I felt at her watching me when I brought my fingers to my mouth, licking her desire from them. The groan that vibrated my chest was enough to make her eyes wide with shock. Her taste was nothing like I could have imagined it, and I knew the moment it was safe to put my mouth on the most intimate part of her I would never get enough.
"You really…enjoy that?" She asked hesitantly. She did not sound disgusted, merely curious. I felt my lips tip up into her favorite smile and I moved in closer, my hands on either side of her head, my face inches from hers.
"Enjoy is not the word I would use. There is nothing I crave more than the taste of you on my tongue." Leaning in I gave her a quick, firm kiss before pulling back.
"The only thing that would make it better is if I could get my mouth directly on you." Her harsh exhale told me enough about how she felt about that idea. One hand came up to my neck, her fingers sliding into the hair at the base. Her other hand landed on my side, right above the waistline of my pants.
"Please let me touch you." As if I could possibly deny her anything. I slide from my position and off the bed. I make sure to move at a human pace, giving her every chance to admire my body the way I have hers as I push my pants down, leaving them pooled on the hardwood floor. There is still a small amount of bashfulness that resides in me from a century's worth of modesty, but I wont allow it to hinder bella's desire to see and be with her husband. In time I would grow to be more comfortable with my own nakedness.
I felt her eyes on me as I claimed my previous spot, holding my body far enough away from hers that she could explore me if she so wishes. In no time her hand finds my stomach, slowly trailing down, her fingers running through the small strip of hair on my abdomen. My skin practically tingles were she touches, until her small hand wraps around my hardness and the pleasure has my body locking in place. A groan escapes my lips as I feel her start to move, following my directions from last time. I drop my head softly to her neck, breathing in her scent and feeling the beating of her pulse against my cheek. Her warm palm strokes me, her thumb brushing up the sensitive underside and over my tip, sending pleasure shooting up my spine. Yes I had far better stamina then any human and could go again soon after my orgasms but that does not mean I wanted to finish all over her hand like I had no control. Pulling back I tried to focus on her face and not the pleasure in my cock, but it did not help, she was flushed and her eyes heavy with desire when they met mine. Her mouth parted slightly, her tongue darting out to wet her bottom lip. Her tongue sent my mind spiraling on how it would feel to have that warm mouth around me. Without meaning to a tortured groan left my lips and my eyes shut, trying to rid that look from my brain.
"Bella." It was a growled warning and I gently took her hand off me, opening my eyes once again. Her cheeks pinkened but she looked disappointed that I had stopped her.
"I wasn't going to, I swear." She sounded indignant but I could not stand the look and knowing what she was thinking about.
"You cannot give me that look bella, I do not have enough self control for it." Taking her hand I brough it up to my lips and kissed her knuckles, trying to placate her. Her eyes narrowed on me and I could practically see her mind racing behind those inquisitive eyes.
"You want that don't you, that's why its such a hard no for you." Her eyes widen slightly and her lips tipped up as though she was unearthing a secret. I opened my mouth to object but I could not lie to her, not after everything we had been through and all the hard work we had done to make it to such an open and honest place. My mouth snapped shut, my jaw tight as I tried to figure out what to say.
"Im right." Bella said, a smile flashing on her face. Her eyes sparkled with her discovery even as her cheeks darkened to a deep pink. "You want my mouth on you just as much as you want your own on me." Swallowing back the excess of venom in my mouth I released her hand and slide my body down further, resting gently against her own. Holding her gaze I let one hand move to her thigh, shifting her leg out further and against my hip so my erection was lined up to her.
"Not until you are changed and not unless you want that. Never, unless you want to." It did not matter what fleeting desire I felt, any sexual desires I had started and ended with bella. She was the one and only reason I had for ever wanting to feel pleasure or give it and I knew if she did not enjoy something it would simply be unimportant to me from then on.
"But you do." She was relentless in her question, and I knew the faster I gave in the faster we could move on and I could have her.
"Yes." I said quickly, leaning in and kissing her before rocking my hips forward. "Now hush so I can make love to my wife." I angled my hips, letting my tip drag through her lips till I was coated in her slick desire and then carefully pushed into that incredible tightness. It does not matter that I don't need to breath, It stopped all together as I sank deeper, pleasure coursing thought my body. I forced my attention on bella's face, watching for any sign of discomfort from her. Her hands slide to my back, fingers digging into my unforgiving flesh. Her eyes fluttered and her mouth parted, a small sound escaped, a mix between a sigh and a cry.
"Are you okay?" I needed the reassurance that I was not hurting her, the fear and dread just lingering beneath the surface. Her hands tighten on me and she shifted her hips, trying to get closer.
"Im fine, please don't stop." The words were barely out before she was moving again, her thighs parting and knees coming up, opening her hips up further and allowing me to sink in deeper to her body until my hips rested on her own. Her breaths were heavy with desire, her thighs already trembling slightly against me.
I did not think so much as I went of a long-buried instinct, one that drove me to give my wife everything she deserves. Slowly I increased my thrust till she gasped and moaned, telling me without words that it was exactly what she needed. I was careful to keep my movements shallow and controlled, keeping as much focus as possible on her and not on the exploding pleasure that started in my cock but ran through my whole body. When the sensations become impossible to ignore I removed my free hand from her body, afraid of the pain I could cause.
Wanting to see every expression on her face this time I raised my upper body slightly, bracing my free hand against the headboard. She was exquisite, head slightly back, eyes heavy with lust, her lips parted, letting out soft sounds of pleasure. My already aching cock throbbed at her obvious signs of ecstasy, begging for me to speed up and take more. I faltered at the impulse, afraid of my desire taking to great of a hold on me.
"What's wrong?" She asked softly, noticing my hesitation. Her eyes had opened more fully, roaming me and our surroundings as though she was trying to find what had distracted me, except it was only ever her. I did not wish to lie but I hated to put this burden upon her. I leaned down, giving her a soft loving kiss before making myself talk.
"I want to give you more, but I don't want to hurt you." I could not hide the desperation in my voice. Her palms came up to cradle my face, easing some of the worry inside me with her tenderness.
"It's okay." She said softly, her thumb sweeping across my stone cold cheek. "We can figure this out, just like we have everything else. Together." She tried to pull me in but it was futile. Instead I did what she so clearly wanted and leaned it, letting her kiss soothe my soul. After a moment she pulled back, her hands moving to slowly caress my body.
"Tell me what has you worried." I searched her face, wondering if there was a solution to the need driving me for more. My hips had stilled at our words, but it did not stop the consuming pleasure that her core had on me. Despite my reservations we had worked on this very thing for a reason, and I was thankful for the open communication.
"You feel incredible angel and every instinct within in me is screaming to get deeper and move faster, but I cannot do that without hurting you. If I slip up and move to fast or deep I could shatter your pelvis." She did not flinch at my harsh words, only looked contemplative. Her cheeks suddenly brightened, heat flooding her face and neck. I felt my curiosity spike at the obvious sign of her embarrassment.
"What is it?" I asked, my head tilting as I observed her. Her lips pursed, unwilling to tell me. Knowing that I was using an unfair advantage I very carefully tilted my hips, gently grinding my pelvis against hers. Her eyes fluttered and her low moan told me that I had indeed gotten a perfect position to stimulate her clit.
"Tell me what you are thinking, Isabella Cullen." I whispered the words gently, still grinding against her, trying to coerce her words out of her. Letting go of the headboard I slipped my hand to her bare breast, using my finger to tease her nipple until its hard and begging for my lips.
"We are married and I am inside you, there is nothing that should cause you embarrassment my wife." I continued, carefully catching her nipple between my thumb and pointer, gently rolling it. Her back arches under me, pushing both into my hand and my cock. I feel my own eyes close with the pleasure, a groan escaping me. It only encourages her and she arches again, pushing into me. Something about the action emboldens her enough to finally speak.
"If you're worried about you being in control…then…let me." I can tell some of her bravado fades as she hesitates. I force my eyes back onto her face, worried that she is only doing this to make it easier on me. Abandoning her breast my hand gently cups her cheek.
"I will not let you do something you are not comfortable or ready for to make it easier for me." I say firmly. She outright snorts, rolling her eyes and putting her own palm over mine.
"If I wasn't willing I wouldn't have made the offer. I won't feel comfortable trying it ever so I minus well try today." She moved both palms to my chest, pushing against my unmovable body.
"Besides, you didn't really think I would just lay here in missionary for the rest of our lives." Her joke has my mind spiraling into a dozen different positions I would like to have her in, most of them impossible while she is still human. I feel her push again and cave in, slowly pulling out. I feel the gentle flutter of her walls around me, trying to hold me there even as she insists on me moving. I groan as my head slips out, missing her silky heat already. I move back and sit on my feet, her eyes immediately dropping to my erection that is slick with her desire. She blushed again and I grin, loving the way she looks all flushed. I notice for the first time the same pink that stains her cheeks is the same pink as her glistening lips and I am about to reach out and touch her when she closes her legs. My eyes snap to hers where she watches me, caught staring at her and she moves, joining me on her own knees and leaning in. I cannot help the wicked smirk that plays across my lips as my hands find her hips and then ass, pulling her carefully against my body and leaning my lips closer to hers.
"Did you know that the same pretty pink on your cheeks is the same pretty pink as your pussy." I knew using the common slang would throw her off and it did, her eyes went huge but what I did not expect was the rush of her scent that hit me, her normal sweetness mixing with the musky scent of her arousal. My words had not only shocked her, but they had turned her on as well.
"Dammit bella." I felt the rumble in my chest and knew my words came out as a growl. Hoping she did not take them to mean I was mad at her I laid down quickly, letting one hand rest on her hip and wait for her human eyes to catch up with my movements. She took me in, laying on my back, erection still prominent. Letting her hip go my hand moves to her chin and gently guides her face so her eyes are on mine.
"If you do not like it, we stop." She nods before taking a deep breath and tossing one leg over my hip. I keep my hand from her body as she adjusts her thighs so she is comfortable, afraid of my control as I take her in, hovering over my cock and waiting to sink down on top of me.
I take a deep, unnecessary breath myself before giving her a nod to continue. She lowers a little, her warmth settling on my tip but not parting her. I take hold of my erection with my left hand and slide my right between us, using two fingers and running them along her lips, slipping past to her wetness and into her tight core, making sure she is still ready for me. Bella lets out a soft moan and I resists the urge to keep going, instead pulling out and spreading her arousal around so I can slip in easily. I take my cock, repeating the action with my tip around her opening till im coated too and move my right hand to her hip, carefully guiding her. She follows my lead, slowly lowering until once again her tight walls encase me. This time I get the view of my cock disappearing into her along with the incredible pleasure and I forcefully keep my mouth shut, keeping the expletive from her ears but fuck she is exquisite, and every dirty word plays on repeat in my head. For my own sanity I push the pleasure to the back of my mind, using every ounce of focus to look upon her face.
She's not hurting, that much I can tell. Her expression looks almost focused as she slowly lowers, her warm palms moving to my chest to help with her balance. Im almost taken over again by the sight of her as her head tilts backward, her long mahogany hair brushing my bare thighs. My desire's want me to take hold of her body and pull her closer, to thrust up into her consuming heat and take her higher until there is nothing but pleasure and lust and love. Instead I move my hands back to the headboard, my arms beside my head and hold as gently as I can manage.
"Are you okay." The words are more feral then I intended them to be, my voice coming out rough. She is hesitating, her hips still hovering above mine slightly. Her eyes move to mine, that pink spreading down her neck and to the tops of her breasts. Keeping one hand locked onto the wood above me I allow my other one to cup her breast, brushing her nipple with my thumb.
"Im okay." She finally speaks, words soft around her sigh of pleasure. "It's just a little more intense then I was expecting." She admits. The desire to have her closer is riding me hard so I gently sit up, letting my arms come around her waist and tuck her naked chest to mine. I kiss her mouth before she can get another word in, needing the intimacy as much as the pleasure. When I know her air is running out I move my lips to her throat, leaving lingering kisses down the creamy column to her shoulder.
"You are going to feel me deeper in this position, do not force anything. Take your time angel, there is no rush." I feel her nod, her cheek brushing faintly against mine but my lips are to occupied on her smooth skin, feeling her pulsing heartbeat under my lips as I trail lower. I loosen my arms once I feel her shift, not wanting to restrict her movements even as I fight the desire to crush her against my chest. Her hands move to my shoulders as she tentatively moves, her hips shifting up and down slowly. I bite back the groan that tries to escape and rest my forehead on her shoulder, hearing the gentle rush of air from her lips.
I hold my control on a tight leash as she explores, her body moving and grinding against mine in the most intense way. Every brush of her soft breasts against my chest, her low moans in my mouth as I kiss her are shots to the blinding euphoria building in my body. She gains confidence, moving more deliberately and eventually I lean back once again, keeping my hands to the bed frame. At first I try to keep my gaze subtle, knowing how shy it would make her feel but as she lets go of her worries, I do the same. I take in every single second of her incredible body as she moves faster, eyes heavy with lust but on my face, her hands braced on my stomach. The sight in front of me is enough to have me teetering on the edge of my orgasm and before I can stop myself I am talking out loud, the dirty thoughts spilling from my mouth.
"That's it angel, you're so incredible. So dam sexy, the way you're moving on me." Her flush deepens but her eyes flutter closed, and I can feel her arousal grow, the wetness seeping down my base to my pelvis. I had some inclination before tonight that my sweet bella enjoyed a little dirty talk but this moment confirmed it. Needing her as perilously close to the edge as I am I grip the frame a little harder with one hand and slide my other between us, searching for her clit among the mess and skin that is our bodies. It's not hard to find and the high moan that she lets out is my reward.
"You're doing so good love, lean back a little." She follows my words, her hands moving behind her back to the top of my thighs, angling her hips so the tip of my cock is stroking against her g-spot as she moves. Her moans grow more frantic, her hips slowing so she can grind deeper into me.
"Oh god." Her breathless whisper tells me everything and I focus all my efforts on her pleasure, increasing the sensations on her clit with my fingers but not changing anything else.
"That's it bella, I need you to come for me love, can you do that." Her hands dig into my unmoving thighs, her own legs tightening around my hips and quivering.
"Yes." It's more of a cry then an actual word but then her core clamps tighter and I feel the explosion in her body. I hold of just long enough to feel everything, her hips sinking and grinding against mine, my cock so deep in her that I can feel every pulse of her pussy around me as she orgasms. It sets my body blazing and I quickly move my hand and lock my body down a second before I erupt. The loud splintering of wood is barely discernible over the sound of my own tortured groan as I spill everything I am inside my beautiful wife. It is several long seconds before I have it inside me to move. Bella is sprawled across my chest, heart still beating fast but wiped out. I shove any pieces of wood off the bed before she has the chance to see them and wrap my arms gently around her waist, pressing my cheek lightly to her head.
"You okay?" Normally I am far more articulate, but apparently a strong orgasm knocks any fancy vocabulary I possess from my brain. I feel her nod and a soft giggle against my chest before she picks her head up. Her eyes are heavy but with sleep this time as she gives me a sweet smile.
"Fan-tastic." She plops her head gently back down, letting out a satisfied sigh. "Can't move though, to tired." I fight a satisfied grin and fail.
"Do not worry, I will take care of you." She shakes her head only to raise it again, moving up onto her elbows.
"That's okay. Gatta pee." I move my hands to her hips and gently ease them up, biting back the groan of pleasure. Then I quickly scoop her up into my arms before she can protest.
"I can walk." She says sleepily. Figuring out the one way to stop her protests, I smirk down at her as I head to the bathroom just off our bedroom.
"Gravity is not your friend my love, trust me." Her confusion is honestly adorable. Instead of trying to explain this one to her I shrug and place her gently on her feet. She takes two slightly wobbly steps away before pausing, her eyes widening and staring up at me. I cannot help myself and I chuckle before she can say anything. Her cheeks deepen and I step forward, getting myself under control in time for her to cross her arms over her chest. I pull her to me and kiss her cheek.
"I tried to tell you." Her nose scrunches up in the cutest way, her eyes moving around the room. I feel slightly bad but also I don't, it is entirely her own fault.
"Is that…" She starts but trails off.
"My semen? Yes." She looks mildly annoyed by my entertainment.
"God it's like halfway down my thigh." Her tone is incredulous before pulling away and rushing to the toilet. I cannot hold back any longer and laugh loudly while she does so. She turns and glares before pulling some toilet paper from the holder and swiping it up the inside of her thigh. While she does that I move to the closet, pulling out a hand towel and soaking it under the sink with warm water and clean myself up as well. I do this in seconds while she is still trying to clean up the mess I left. Rinsing out the cloth I turned to her and kneel, intending to help.
"You don't have to do that." I roll my eyes at her words but continue on, the damp cloth much more helpful than the dry, flaky toilet paper was.
"Hush, I made the mess, least I can do is help clean it up." She quiets at my words, letting me run the cloth up her thighs and gently over her sex. Instead of fighting me one of her delicate hands slides into my hair, her fingers curling and holding my head. When I am done I drop the cloth to the side and look up into those beautiful brown eyes, her every emotion reflecting in them, matching my own. She leans down, her other hand cupping my cheek and kissing me fiercely for a moment. Then she pulls away, a small smile on her lips.
"Now get out so I can pee." Her words are gentle, softening the blow only a little. I stick out my lower lip in an exaggerated pout.
"You are really going to kick me out? Out of all the things I have done and seen of your body this is the one I am not allowed to witness?" She presses her lips together in a firm line.
"Absolutely not." I sigh and move to stand, our still naked bodies giving her a slight distraction. Her eyes trail over my still hard erection, one eyebrow raised.
"You know I can hear you anyway?" Her eyes flash to mine, her blush minimal at being caught this time.
"Something I try hard not to think about. Out." She pushes gently at my chest and I give in, sighing loudly but turning away and heading for the door. I move to our bed, brushing more wood dust from the sheets before getting in and waiting for my love. Once she finally comes out I move the sheet back from my body and hold out one hand, guiding her into bed and pulling her close. She snuggles into my chest, and I drape the sheet over her bare lower half, my arms gentle around her to help keep her cool. She yawns wide before closing her eyes and snuggling in deeper, one thigh moving over mine and brushing my erection.
"Is that normal?" I wondered when her inane curiosity would strike again, and it seems to finally have hit.
"For a vampire? Yes, but double so for a vampire who is married to you. I have told you before, I do not have the kind of limitations humans do, with you naked and in my arms It is impossible to not have one." She let out a soft breath of a laugh and I could already tell she was beginning to fade.
"That's convenient." She mumbled, her words already sluggish.
I chuckled and simply moved one hand to brush her hair back from her face, stroking the silky strands between my fingers. In moments she is out, her heart slowing and breath deepening. I hoped to hear her talking tonight, missing the insight into her mind. While I waited I carefully scan her body, half expecting/half dreading that I would witness more bruises develop across her milky skin, but as the night wore on and dawn started to approach the only blemishes were the old, faded marks of my fingers. With no new bruises, my hope started to grow like the lightening sky.