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Edward told Bella he had talked with his father and brothers regarding their wedding night. This is my version of that missing moment from between Eclipse and Breaking Dawn and includes what Edward and Bella do to prepare for their first night together as husband and wife.


22. Chapter 22

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We both just stood there; neither moving nor saying a word. There in Bella’s hands were the books Emmett had given me. The books he’d given to help me prepare.

This was another one of those times when I needed to know what she was thinking. Her eyes held embarrassment yes but there were a few flickers of other things that flashed across her face as well. Finally I couldn’t stand it any longer, “Bella?” The red on her face deepened.

Averting her eyes, she closed the book she’d been holding. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean… I…I was trying to find something for my hair and I… I mean I didn’t mean to snoop in your things.”

Did she think I was upset with her? That’s what it sounded like. Why would she think that? I had to know.

Moving to sit beside her on the bed, I reached for her hand. She was still looking down away from me. “Look at me please.”

Slowly her head came up enough for her eyes to meet mine. “Edward, I’m sor…”

I placed a finger on her lips. “You do not need to apologize, love. This is your room too. You are free to use…or look at anything here.” I paused moving my hand to cup her cheek. “I am only sorry you had to see…”

I didn’t finish my sentence. My embarrassment knew no bounds. She had been looking at the Sex for Dummies book when I’d interrupted her.

Watching her face, she swallowed and watched my eyes closely. I knew she was getting ready to speak and I was anxious to hear what she would say. Would she think me a pervert? Maybe I should not have been reading them. Maybe it was not the right thing to do.

When she finally spoke, Bella surprised me with a question. “Are you really reading these?”

I lowered my eyes in shame. “Yes.”

She didn’t say anything more right away so I lifted my eyes again to see her face. The right side of Bella’s mouth was pulled up in a small smirk. I opened my mouth to ask her what she was smiling about but before I could form the words, Bella launched herself at me.

Her hands came up to find fist-fulls of my hair. And her mouth…her mouth descended on mine in a frenzy. I hadn’t been prepared and a sharp flame of fire jetted down my throat.

After a few seconds my lips began moving with hers tentatively. I didn’t understand. Was she ok with this? Her actions seemed to say she was. I needed to find out.

Gripping her shoulders, I held her away from me. A moan of protest left her lips. I was not deterred. I needed to understand this; to know what she was thinking.

She was breathing heavily and I waited until her eyes met mine. They were filled with sadness, passion. I didn’t see any anger or even the embarrassment I had seen only minutes before. “Bella…” I paused and started again. “Emmett gave them to me. To help me prepare.” I shook my head. “His idea of a joke, I’m sure. Anyway, I decided that maybe they could help so I started reading them.”

Bella shifted and brought her hand up to touch the side of my face lightly. “Edward it’s ok. I don’t mind that you’re reading them.” Then her mouth lifted into that little smile of hers again. “Did you learn anything?”

My eyes widened in shock. I was speechless for a full minute before I could process that she was not only NOT upset, she seemed to be…happy. “I have only read just…a little so far, but…yes.”

A full smile fixed her face now. “Really? So there’s something in these books that you didn’t learn with those two medical degrees of yours?”

Bella’s smile was contagious and I couldn’t help but smile back when I answered her. “Those degrees dealt with technical knowledge, not practical.”

“Hm,” she murmured as she pulled herself back up to her knees. “Practical? Like?”

I shook my head. “Bella…”

She leaned closer and brought her lips to my ear. “Can you show me?”

The only thing I had read about so far was masturbation and I would not even consider ‘showing’ her that part about what I’d learned. I was silent for several minutes and she waited for me to respond. Her warm breath blowing across my neck with each exhale. My fingers were itching with the desire to touch her, to show her exactly what I had learned.

Her hand slowly began to move from my neck to my chest and I remembered my time with Jasper last night. I didn’t think I was ready for Bella to touch me yet though but maybe I could work on touching her. I raised myself to my knees and bringing my arm under her legs, I lay her back on the bed.

Bella’s arms rested loosely on my shoulders as I looked down at her. I watched her face carefully as I spoke. “I want to try something.” She nodded. I removed one arm and then the other from me and placed them alongside her on the bed. “I need you to lay very still for me, love. Can you do that?”

“Yes.” Her voice was husky with anticipation and it shot straight through me.

Forcing myself to focus. “Bella I need to you tell me if at any point you wish me to stop.”

She nodded again. Closing my eyes I took a deep breath, letting a fiery wave of her scent flow through me. Reaching out my hands, I placed cold fingers along Bella’s neck. I kept my touch feather light as I moved down to trace her collarbone. I glance up. Bella was watching me.

With the same light touch I did something I’d never done before; my fingers moved over the fabric of her shirt down between the soft mounds of Bella’s breasts. My two fingers fit easily between her softness and I felt the wire of her bra when I reached it in my downward journey.

Bella’s breath hitched as I traced the hard line of her bra from one edge to the other beneath her softness. I paused for a second to make sure she was alright with this. The look on her face was…pleasure. I smiled, loving that I could do this to her. For her.

I splayed my hand wide as I caressed her stomach taking my time moving my hand slowly from one side of her body to the other. Noticing Bella twitched when my hand graced over her right side. I stopped my movements and looked up at her. “Bella? Are you ok?”

“Yes. It just…tickles.” I cocked my head to the side considering this. She spoke before I was done processing the information. “Your touch is so light.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

Her voice was soft. “You won’t hurt me.”


“Edward, I promised I’d tell you if you were hurting me and I will.”

She had promised. And I remembered what Carlisle had just told me. I needed to treat her as an equal if she were to be my wife. I nodded and with an increase in pressure, I restarted my efforts to explore my love’s body with my hand.

As I reached the spot just above the edge of her pants, I found another softness. It wasn’t like her breasts but it was softer than just a few inches above. I knew what lay behind it; her womb. I let my hand drift down a few inches to cover the fullness of it beneath my hand.

My fingers slowly moved across the fabric beneath. Bella’s lips parted and she began to breath deeper. I continued my motions, keeping them consistent, as I watched her. She was enjoying my touch and I loved it.

With deliberate slowness, I glided my hand to her hip and began moving down her leg. I hadn’t moved far when I noticed Bella had stopped breathing. I sat motionless. “Breath, Bella,” I whispered.

She started breathing again but it was at a quicker pace than normal. I knew where my hand was and a part of me, the seventeen-year-old part of me, wanted to toy with her. To keep my hand where it was and see her reaction.

The more sane part of me knew that wasn’t a good idea. Forcing my hand to move, I continued on my downward path. The muscles beneath my hands moved and flex under my touch.

My hand circled her knee before continuing on. Her legs here were so small. So weak. Instinctively, I lightened my touch again. I could crush her bones so easily, I mused.

I pushed the thought away. Thinking like that would not help. Bella liked my touch and I would do so as long as she would let me. As long as I was able.

Then I reached her feet. She was wearing sneakers. They completely obscured the dainty feet I knew she had. Running my hand over them once, I looked up at my love. Her eyes were watching me. I rested my hand at her ankle. “May I?”

She nodded and I quickly removed her shoe.

I’d never taken much interest in feet over the years. I could name every bone in them, but they held no fascination in particular for me. But these were Bella’s feet. They were a part of her, and I didn’t want to overlook them.

I ran a smooth hand across the top of her sock covered foot feeling the small bones beneath. So delicate. My index finger drifted over her toes and moved down to ghost across the bottom of her foot. Bella giggled and I looked up. “That tickles.”

Feeling the side of my mouth raise in an answering smile, I held her heel in my hand and placed a soft kiss at her ankle. She stopped breathing again until I pulled back. This just made me smile wider.

Turning to the other foot I proceeded to give it the same attention, causing another giggle. The sound stopped though, as I made my way back up her leg. She was watching me again. And as I got closer to the junction between her legs the same hurried breathing returned.

When my hand reached her hip, I caught my first whiff of her arousal. I took a deep breath loving the fragrance. I sat there for several minutes not moving, just breathing.

When I opened my eyes, I found Bella staring at me. She knew what I was doing. Knew I was smelling her. A faint blush covered her cheeks and she was biting her bottom lip.

Before I realized what I was doing, I was hovering above her with my mouth an inch from hers. Her breath coated my lips and I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to taste my Bella. My mouth covered hers in slow deliberate movements as I savored the feeling, the taste.

Hands came up to pull at my hair as I deepened our kiss. As our lips moved, her scent shot directly into my mouth sending fire racing. I was beyond caring. I was in control and that was all that mattered.

My left hand lay on the mattress to keep my weight off her. I used my right hand to continue exploring. Running my hand up and down her arm, I marveled at her muscles contracting each time she tugged at my hair.

Sliding back down her arm to her shoulder blade, I circled around and back down her side this time with more pressure. She pulled me closer. Her obvious pleasure excited me further and I continued to stroke her. I knew she needed to breathe so I moved to place a few kisses along her jaw before returning to her mouth.

Our kissing continued with little variation. My hand stayed in motion either along Bella’s side, shoulder or arm. Her hands continued to tangle in my hair but occasionally moved down briefly to my back or even the top of my chest. Her touch felt wonderful but also distracting. I knew she wanted to take it further but didn’t want to push me. I was grateful. Soon, my Bella. Soon.

It wasn’t until I heard Emmett chuckle downstairs, his thoughts asking if we did anything else but kiss, that I realized just how long we’d been in this position. I brushed my cold lips across her jaw down to her neck. “Are you alright, love?”


I chuckled. “Is that a yes?” I asked running my lips down her neck till I reached her pulse point.

“Yes,” she choked out.

Pressing my lips firmly against the vein pulsing beneath my mouth, I slipped my cold tongue out to taste her. Bella gasped and pulled hard on my hair. I would never get enough of her taste, her smell.

My hand tangled in her hair as I buried my face in her locks breathing deeply. Daggers of fire shot down my throat since I was still breathing harder than normal from our kissing. I concentrated on Bella’s own breathing. It was deep and quick as she held onto me.

Slowly we both calmed and our breathing returned to normal. Neither of us moved until I felt her shiver. I pulled back. “Are you cold?”

She pulled her lower lip between her teeth and looked down. “Just a little.”

I moved my body from her completely and reached for the blanket. She reluctantly took it and sat up against the headboard motioning me to sit beside her. I did, keeping space between us. Bella didn’t like the space and moved to close it. Reluctantly, I put my arm around her back making sure the blanket was between us.

Resting her head on my chest we sat quietly for a while. The window was open in my room and nature could be heard in the woods outside. I wondered how much Bella’s human ears could hear.

I brushed my nose lightly across the top of Bella’s head. She snuggled into me. “Do you know yet where we’re going after the wedding?”

Smiling, I said, “Yes.”

She looked up at me. “So where are we going?”

I shook my head. “That is a surprise.” Her eyes became set and I knew she was gearing up for an argument. “It is tradition for me to plan the honeymoon. And it is also tradition for the honeymoon to be a surprise for my bride.” I placed my finger below her chin and placed a soft kiss on her nose. “You will just have to trust me Miss Swan.”

Her mouth opened and then closed again several times before any sound came out. “Fine,” she said resolutely. “I’m guessing you’ve threatened Alice so she won’t tell me either.”

I laughed. “There was no need, love. Alice agrees with me.”

“Figures,” she mumbled.

Looking over at the clock I saw it was well past lunch. “Shall we go downstairs and get you something to eat?”

Bella sighed and then nodded. Getting up from the bed, I quickly folded the blanket and put it back in its place. I reached out my hand and Bella intertwined our fingers as we made our way downstairs.