Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.
A/N: Warning! This chapter contains a lemon! It's not going to be really…raunchy, more romantic but if you don't like them then don't read it.
Epilogue- six months later
"Edward where are you taking me?" I giggled. He had me blindfolded and was currently leading me God knows where. But I couldn't help my growing excitement. We had been planning this moment for a while
"You'll see. Now shush until we get there," he scolded. I giggled again.
In the sixth months that had passed, all traces of the rape were gone. My wrist was healed, along with my head and every cut and bruise was gone. Only a few scars remained. But I was healed emotionally too. Once I opened up I actually felt a lot better. I talked to Rhonda with Edward and even came to like her after a while. Edward was enthused by my progress.
I still remembered it of course. Every detail. But I hardly ever had nightmares about it anymore. And I never thought of it in my waking hours. The man was in jail for life, he would never touch me again. And I realized that Edward was right all along. Just because that man took my virginity didn't mean our first time couldn't be special.
Speaking of our first time, Alice, Rosalie and Emily had all taken me to Victoria's Secret and picked out an "outfit" for tonight. It was extremely skimpy and I felt very exposed wearing it and I was glad that I had all my clothes on over it. They were sure I would need it tonight.
After that day in court, Edward and I had become inseparable again (well except for when I was hanging out with Alice or Rose or Emily) and I wouldn't want it any other way. We hardly ever spent a minute apart. I loved him so much and he loved me just as much. I felt so lucky and cared for.
Renee and I had gotten much closer. I was able to talk to her now. We never really got into serious discussions, but we had talked a lot about her friend Becky. Now that I understood Renee's point of view more, I didn't feel as mad about my separation from Edward. At least we're together now.
Emily had joined our group without hesitation. Alice loved having another shopping buddy and Rosalie was so happy that Emily had helped me during my darkest time. Edward was grateful too, and had accepted Emily as a sister almost. Emily had also started dating Sam Uley- a shy, artsy boy in our school, tall and strong. They made such a cute couple and she was as happy as Jasper and Alice or Rosalie and Emmett. Or even me and Edward.
The month away from my friends hardly impacted us at all. The first day I spent with Alice she detailed pretty much every minute of our time apart. She told me how much she missed me and loved me. I responded with passion. I had missed them all so much. It felt like half of myself was missing.
I eventually told Edward about the darkness. He found it utterly fascinating.
"Bella?" Edward asked tentatively. We were lying on his bed, listening to music and kissing, a few days after the trial.
"Hm?" I replied lazily.
"What is…I mean if you want to tell me…what is the darkness?" His voice was almost a whisper. We both sat up, leaning against the headboard.
"It was a big, light room at first," I began. "But the darkness came. And with it, the pain dulled. It felt so good for the pain to be gone. The darkness was closing in on me from every side and I could barely feel the pain. But then…" I hesitated. What if he thought I was crazy?
"You can tell me Bella," he assured me. "I won't judge you." I took a deep breath before continuing.
"But just when the darkness was almost…complete, I heard voices."
"Voices?" Edward asked, his eyes wide.
"Yeah. First yours. You were telling me to stay. I wanted to find you, but every step I took away from the darkness hurt so badly. Everyone was talking to me. Renee and Charlie and Alice and Jasper and Rose. You all wanted me to stay." Edward was completely enthralled in my story. His eyes were wide, his hands shaking slightly.
"And you said 'I love you Bella' so clearly. And I gathered all the strength in my body and ran to you. It hurt Edward, like nothing I'd ever experienced. But I was with you. I was with my family and my friends. And the darkness was gone, the room filled with a bright light. I woke up a few minutes later." I finished my tale, peeking up at him. He still looked fascinated.
"Thank you for staying with me," he murmured. I gasped.
"That's what you said!" I accused.
"What?" he asked curiously.
"In…my dream or whatever it was. That's exactly what you said!" I was scared and fascinated and excited all at once.
"Wow," Edward sighed.
"Wow," I agreed softly.
"Are we there yet?" I pouted. He chuckled.
"A few more minutes, I promise," he said happily. I distinctly heard the sound of elevator doors closing and we were rising. My stomach fluttered with anticipation. I heard another ding and Edward pulled me from the elevator. He led me a few steps and then paused. I heard a door open and he helped me inside. He shut the door.
"Ready?" he asked excitedly.
"Yes," I breathed excitedly. He reached behind me and untied the blindfold. I gasped at the sight before me.
We were in a penthouse hotel room. it was huge. There was a trail of blood red rose petals leading from the spot where I was standing. And candles lined the petals, making the path clear. Edward laced his fingers through mine as we followed the path through the kitchen (where Edward somehow managed to grab two glasses of champagne in one hand, without me noticing) and to the bedroom. There was a box of my favorite gourmet chocolates on the nightstand and bouquets of every flower imaginable littered the room. Red rose petals covered the bed and floor. The room was dim, with only a few candles lighting it.
"Oh Edward," I gasped. "It's perfect."
"You like it?" he asked happily. I nodded fervently. He handed me a glass of champagne and we both settled onto the bed. It was as soft as a feather, but firm and comfortable. I sat with my legs crossed, taking a sip of champagne. Edward grabbed the box of chocolates from the bedside and began feeding them to me. It was all so romantic and perfect.
I knew I was ready now. Edward and I had come close a few times, but I always had to stop. but this was so perfect, so romantic and sweet, it wasn't anything like the rape room. It was beautiful.
"Edward," I said gently. I placed my champagne glass on the nightstand and he followed suit, dropping the chocolates next to it. "I love you. This was so sweet."
"I wanted it to be special," he said sheepishly. I scooted myself a bit closer to him, placing my hand on the back of his head. I began kissing him gently, tenderly. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into him, kissing me back, just as soothingly and comfortingly.
After a few minutes of tenderly kissing him I deepened it. I opened my mouth and allowed his tongue access. Our tongues mashed together, wrestling for dominance. His mouth was delicious and unlike anything I had ever tasted before. He gently laid me on my back against the bed. His mouth left mine and instantly started trailing kisses down my jaw and neck.
(Lemon starts here)
I moaned lightly as he sucked my neck gently. He trailed his kisses down to the top of my breasts before making his way back up to my lips. I pulled him closer to me, deepening the kiss instantly. We kissed for a few minutes before I needed air and broke off. His hands were running up and down my sides, gently tickling my stomach. They hesitated at the bottom of my shirt and I nodded, letting him know to go on. He slowly pulled my shirt off, discarding it onto the floor.
His lips instantly went to work, kissing my stomach, sending tingles up and down my body. His hands gently massaged my breasts, caressing them lightly. I moaned my approval. He moved back up and reached to remove my bra, once again checking my expression for any doubts. He didn't find them so he unsnapped the lacy black and pink bra and tossed it to the floor. His lips engulfed my breast, gently sucking and nipping at it. I moaned.
After a few minutes he began kissing his way down again. But I stopped him for a moment. He looked up at me, lust and love in his eyes, but also some rejection hidden under the surface. But I wasn't rejecting him. I let him know that by instantly reaching for the buttons on his shirt with trembling fingers. When he realized what I was doing, he brought his lips back to my neck, kissing and sucking it gently. I managed to undo his whole shirt and pushed it off of his shoulders, revealing his perfect chest.
I rolled over on top of him, running my fingers over his sculpted muscles, feeling each one, each bump of his abs and raise of his chest. His breathing became slightly heavy as I started kissing his abs. But eventually he rolled us over again, so he was on top of me. His face told me that he obviously wanted to pleasure me before he let me do anything to him. This night was about me, about us.
He began kissing down my stomach again, his fingers sliding under the waistband of my jeans. He unbuttoned them and swiftly pulled them down, also dropping them on the floor. All I was left in way my lacy black underwear. I felt self-conscious but by the way Edward was eyeing my body, I could tell he approved. He started down at my calf, kissing his way up. And by the time he reached my center, I was breathing heavily and moaning.
He lightly kissed me through my underwear. I moaned at the touch. He pulled them down my legs and I kicked them off onto the floor. His tongue instantly went to work on my hot center. He had me moaning and gasping his name as he gently sucked my clit.
"Edward," I gasped as he gently inserted a finger inside of me. He pumped in and out softly, eventually adding another finger. I moaned, bucking my hips, my body shuddering as I came. I was breathing heavily, gasping for air when he finished. I instantly rolled over on top of him.
"My turn," I whispered. He grinned back. I slowly kissed my way down his perfect abs, loosening his belt on the way. I pulled his pants off of his legs and tossed them behind me, not really caring where they landed. I could clearly see his erect member through his boxers. I placed my hand on it gently, earning a moan from Edward. I removed my hand, fingering the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down slowly, trying to be teasing. I think it worked by the groan that Edward emitted.
I got them down to about his knees when he starting kicking them off. I giggled at his eagerness and he smiled shyly back. I slowly took his member in my hand, running my fingers up and down it slowly. He moaned again. I continued to pump my hand up and down at an excruciatingly slow pace. Edward thrust his hips to meet my pumps, moaning.
"Bella," he sighed. I bit my lip, embarrassed. After a few minutes of that, I kissed the tip of his head, earning a loud moan, before kissing my way back up his body and to his lips. He kissed me back passionately, rolling us over again so he was on top. I felt him position himself at my entrance and he looked at me, making sure I was okay.
"Please," was all I managed, a slight whimper from the sexual frustration I was feeling. He kissed my neck lovingly as he slowly pushed his way in. it didn't hurt to badly. It hurt a bit at first, but the slight pain was quickly replaced by extreme pleasure. He paused once he filled me, letting me adjust to his size. I bit my lip, nodding, encouraging him.
He slowly thrust in and out, causing us both to moan. After a few minutes I was raising my hips, meeting his every thrust. I could feel him panting against my skin, his breath hot and soothing.
"Edward," I moaned. I was close, my body shuddering in anticipation. My walls tightened around him as I came.
"Bella," he groaned, coming along with me. Once we were both finished, he pulled out of me, rolling onto his back, spent. I snuggled into his side.
It was amazing and perfect and everything I wanted my first time to be. It was absolutely nothing like when the man had touched me, when he had raped me. It was so much more tender and loving. It wasn't pure lust. It was love, true love.
"I love you so much Bella," Edward sighed contently, holding me against him.
"I love you too Edward." I was almost asleep, my eyes drooping shut as Edward held me peacefully. "Forever."
A/N: All done!! I can't believe it's over! But I told you all it would end happily. And I hope my lemon was classy, I was trying to make it seem more lovey then lusty. I'll post an A/N when my new story comes out, which is going to be the movie star one. REVIEW!!