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Dreaming of the Breaking Dawn

Summary:
Post-eclipse; Bella and Edward and Bella's first demand. Lots of teasing, a little turn of the tables, and then...well, you will have to read it... The became much more than I originally meant for it to...it has become a fluffy story of the last days of Bella's life in Forks.... COMPELTE


Notes:
I don’t usually like post-eclipse stories, I would prefer to write Edward's point of view from something I have already read, but this just came to me. I have it rated Adult now, but I really don't think it will ever get to that point, I want to keep it in the same voice and I could never see Stephenie writing anything graphic...plus, the story isn't there yet...they may not...=o)


10. Perfect (too)

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Perfect (too)

I had decided that I never wanted to move; his arms tight around me, his cold body against me, nothing separating us. It was better than I could have ever imagined. Nothing was awkward, everything was perfect. I never wanted this moment to end.

“Bella?” he finally broke the silence, his voice making my body convulse slightly. I moved my face from his neck to meet his beautiful golden eyes, my voice was gone. “Are you okay?”

“Perfect.” The word seemed inadequate for what I was feeling. I felt like I was floating, it was heavenly, better than heaven I imagined. As I laid my head against him again, I felt him chuckle softly, curious I looked up.

He had a smile, my favorite crooked smile, just slightly bigger on his lips. “Bella, I love you.”

“I know.” He laughed out loud this time. “What’s so funny?” I finally had to ask; sometimes it would be nice if I could read his mind.

He seemed to sober up a bit while forming his answer. “Well, it’s just that you were the one who had asked for this and it was me who had to beg. How did that happen?” I smiled back at him.

“Hmm, good question,” I teased. “I guess I was just too irresistible. You can’t always be the responsible one, you know?” Now I laughed.

He pulled me against him in a very tight embrace. “You have no idea how irresistible you are.” I just rolled my eyes and pressed my mouth against his. My heart raced, I wasn’t sure how much more it could take today.

As I kissed him I thought of the kiss we had shared before, a forbidden kiss, a dangerous kiss. I think my pulse quickened more as I remembered it. His breath had always been inviting, the most intoxicating scent I had ever smelled, but the taste, the taste of the venom, was indescribable.

“What are you thinking?” he asked amusement still in his voice. I didn’t want to upset him, I knew how he felt about putting me in danger, I was sure he regretted letting it happen. “Bella…” he was becoming impatient at my silence now.

I sighed; ready for the regret that I knew would be in any reply, “I was thinking about that kiss, earlier.” I could see it in his eyes, he knew what kiss I was talking about, but surprisingly he did not look troubled at my admission.

“Mmm, yes, that was definitely memorable.” He almost seemed reflective in his answer. I looked at him sideways as he continued. “The most dangerous thing that I let happen today – by far – yet I can’t seem to find any remorse about it.” I couldn’t believe the way this was going.

“Well, remember, I am irresistible, so maybe you didn’t let it happen,” I was enjoying this.

His eyes were sparkling as he kissed me once again, and then it happened. It was more than I could hope for, it was more than I could have ever dreamed. His tongue moved past my lips, into my mouth for the second time today. I felt my heart stop momentarily as his tongue found mine. The taste that rivaled even the passion that we had recently shared flooded my body. I couldn’t catch my breath. The room felt like it was spinning out of control. It didn’t last long but long enough. When he pulled away from me I looked at him in what could only be shock, trying to control my breathing

He just smiled. “I just wanted you to know how that feels to me, what kind of reaction I have,” I was suddenly very aware of his body against me. In spite of my happiness, I blushed. “I am being very irresponsible today,” he said darkly, shaking his head.

“I like irresponsible Edward,” I muttered. His body shook with laughter, mine with desire.

His eyes suddenly filled with seriousness. “Bella, I don’t think I will do that again.” I nodded slowly, I understood, as wonderful as it was, I knew.

I thought of something, something I wanted. “I understand, but can I have one more request?” He looked at me, signaling me to ask. “Before you change me…” the hardness remained in his eyes as I said this, but I continued. “Before…you have to kiss me like that again, it won’t matter then, and it will make me very happy.”

The tenderness returned to his features. “I think I can accommodate that,” he whispered as he pulled me under him again. My body responded favorably to this shift, his intentions miming mine. Out bodies moved in sync, every motion sending waves of euphoria through my body. I bit my lip attempting not to scream with pleasure at the burning sensation his cold body caused in mine.

“Edward…” I sighed as our movements became more urgent. I felt his muscles tense, a sharp intake of breath in his chest; I froze.

He moved his mouth from my neck slowly and looked at me with a smile. “Sorry, love, that was too much…” immediately I felt him relax again as his lips met mine, moving his body against me with the same purpose. My mind whirled from the sudden intensity, but I decided the questioning would have to wait; I wasn’t willing to stop him.

Our bodies continued their search for release. My heart pounding in my chest still, I could not control it, not even now. He stifled soft moans against my skin as our movements intensified again, my moans becoming louder and more frequent every second. Just like the first time, he moved his mouth to mine; I tasted the sweetness of his breath for a moment and then small tremors erupted from my body, pushing against him, his body pressed into me firmly as to feel every quake. After a short time he pulled himself off of me slowly, never letting our bodies part still.

After catching my breath, I did not allow as much time to pass as I had last time. I looked over at my husband, a very content look on his face, and smiled. “Edward, I have to know what you meant.”

“Meant by what, love?” he looked at me, feigning innocence.

“You know what…” I furrowed my eyebrows at his attempt, “that was too much? What did you mean by that?”

He did not answer immediately, thinking about the question longer than necessary. I looked at him in mock irritability, softening my glare when he began to look distraught. “You have to tell me, so I know what not to do...next time,” the blood rushing to my face, betraying my confidence.

He brushed my cheek with the back of his hand and sighed. “Bella, despite your assertion that I could never hurt you, I can promise you that is not the case.” I began to protest, wanting to prove my point with today’s activities, but he put his hand to my mouth to stop me. “I know, I didn’t hurt you, but I could have. Like I told you before, my body shies away from the hurt that losing you would cause me, but it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t flare occasionally, I am not perfect.”

“Yeah, right” I murmured under my breath. He was better than perfect.

He laughed, shaking his head. “Very far from it.” He looked as if he wanted to say more but thought better of it.

He still had not answered my question. “Okay, not perfect, whatever you say…but what was it that was too much?” I needed to understand.

This was what he didn’t want to say, I could see it in his eyes. “Edward, tell me…”

“I don’t want to scare you…I like being close to you, if I tell you, you might want to wait until after to try again…” his voice sounded worried.

I was struck by the awkwardness of his statement. He wanted me, he wanted to make love to me again before my change, my heart soared. “Edward Cullen! I am married to a vampire, I live in a house with seven vampires, I am constantly being attacked by vampires…do you think I scare that easily?”

With a heavy sigh, he closed his eyes and began. “Bella, it was just one silly thing, it just took me by surprise is all. I have it under control; I didn’t even have to think about control until that one tiny sound…” I looked at him in confusion, I had been making a lot of sounds, I had no idea what he was talking about. “It was when you said my name…” he trailed off.

I remembered, his name was repeating in my head and I let it escape my lips once in the heat of passion. I did not realize this was when he tensed up. “I don’t understand?” I said honestly, I thought that would make him happy.

He must have seen the hurt in my eyes because he pulled me to him again and quickly began to explain. “Oh, Bella, the sound of my name coming out of your mouth with so much desire and lust, it brought out the monster in me, it wanted to ravage you right then. I hope you understand, I did not want to hurt you, but my instincts are sometime too strong. It was not hard to dispel, but it caused the tension…it caused me to turn into a rock, as you so lovingly described it before.” His eyes searched mine for a reaction.

His instincts wanted to ravage me? I tried to wrap my mind around what he told me and I realized that what I had wanted was as dangerous as he had said. But just as quickly as I realized this, I dismissed it. He was my Edward, he wouldn’t hurt me, he said it was easy to push back, I was the one who overreacted by freezing. “Okay, so now we know…and I assume next time you will be ready for it…” I shrugged, not a big deal.

The tension broke as he laughed. "yeah, now we know that I wanted to kill you for a split second while we made love, no big deal!” his tone was unbelieving. “I’ll never completely understand you Mrs. Cullen” My heart raced when he called me that, and I realized for the first time how very happy it made me.

I stayed in his arms for some time, just thinking about this perfect day, how everything had worked out so well. I had to wait a week, but it was better than I could have imagined. I was glad we had waited. Even if it had not happened in our meadow, we were here, in our home, on our bed, alone…

“Edward?” I said with some alarm, something had occurred to me just then. “Why did everyone leave in the middle of the night?” my voice raised slightly.

His expression was surprised at the change in the atmosphere. Quickly he moved to get out of the bed, finding his clothes. “Bella, didn’t you promise Charlie you would spend some time with him today?” he asked as he handed me my shirt.