Title: A Cullentastic Christmas
Chapter 21: All I Want For Christmas Is You
Rating: M (Notice the change. Lemon alert)
Summary: Stories of Cullen Christmases based on the songs on a Christmas Mix CD that Bella brings home.
Type: AU OOC; Pairing: Bella/Edward, Other Canon Pairings. After Breaking Dawn. All Vamps.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. They all belong to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer. I just grabbed them and drove them crazy for my own entertainment. I do not own any of the songs mentioned. They belong to their respective owners.
A/N: Please note the changed rating. There is a lemon in this chapter. I gave you all fair warning to choose, and this was the winner. Welcome to the final chapter of the story. Enjoy some ExB lovin' :D
We put Renesmee down and I was never more glad that one, she was a deep sleeper, and two, she had a room on the opposite side of the house from ours. It would definitely help with what could possibly be happening after I gave Edward his gift.
I felt myself getting very nervous, as I silently closed the door to her room. I secretly wished that Jasper could be there to calm me down, but that would end up being more than awkward.
I was able to keep up my cool facade all the way to our bedroom. I thought my nervousness had gone unnoticed.
"Bella?" he asked tentatively, closing the door behind himself quietly.
"Um, yes?" I replied, unable to look at him and give away my true feelings.
"Is...is it time yet?" he asked, sounding anxious.
At first, I thought he had found me out, but once he finished his question, I just felt more nervous.
"Time for what?" I asked, confused.
"My present?" he replied, uncertainty coloring his tone.
"Oh...oh! Yes. Almost." I said, turning towards the bed, his question finally making sense.
I took a deep breath and started to prep myself for what I was about to give him. I stood very still and pushed my shield out, trying to engulf Edward within it.
It was mentally tiring, but I needed to do this for him and I was only halfway there. I pushed out further, trying to get it out of the way completely.
Come on, work, goddangit! I thought, continuing to push harder.
Please... I pleaded with myself mentally, using all the mental strength I could muster up.
"Bella? Are you okay?" he asked, bringing me out of my exercise.
He must've been able to see me scrunching my shoulders during my extra effort and thorough frustration.
"Uh, yeah. Just give me a minute." I said, immediately getting back to work, getting the shield pushed to where it was coming much easier the second time around.
Just one last push should do it. I thought using as much power as I could for the final shove of my shield.
"Did you say something?" I barely heard Edward ask.
I didn't reply. I heard the word "say" and used that as my cue to give Edward his present.
Edward. I love you. I worked on this with Kate. Welcome to my uninteresting mind. I thought, trying hard to keep the shield out.
I heard Edward let out a gasp and whisper my name in a sweet caress.
Merry Christmas. I thought before going through all my memories with him. Even some of the fuzzy human ones. I saved the best ones for last, which included our fuzzy honeymoon ones, all the way up to recent adventures. I played "All I Want For Christmas Is You" in the back of my mind to get him to truly understand.
I heard a growl behind me before I was tackled to the bed and my shield snapped back into place. The song came to an abrupt halt from the mental shock I received.
"Aww. Could you play the song for me again? I was growing rather fond of it." he purred in my ear, as I flipped over underneath him.
"I-I, It's hard to do." I stuttered out as his hands started to roam freely across my body.
The electric shocks I felt at every touch never got old and I didn't think I'd ever get used to them, even if I wanted to.
"Then how about you just sing it for me." he whispered before nibbling on my earlobe.
"I don't w-want a lot for Ch-Christmas. There i-is just one th-thing I-I need." I started out shakily, as his hands grazed my hips, waist, and the sides of my breasts.
I felt him smile against my neck, as he placed feather-light kisses along the length of it. I let out a soft moan when his tongue snuck out to lightly trace the area where my neck meets my collar bone.
"Oh, am I distracting you?" he asked, rubbing his hands softly across my chest, just light enough to drive me crazy.
"Ye-es." I got out.
He placed a soft kiss on my shoulder before climbing off the bed away from me. I whimpered at the loss of contact.
"Sorry. Didn't want to distract you. I really want to hear my song." he said, grinning like the Cheshire Cat, as I got up and faced him.
That mocking glint in his eyes gave me some courage and I stepped forward to grab hold of him and throw him on the bed with my newborn strength.
The shoulder of his button-up shirt ripped in the process, exposing his strong, pale shoulder. I wanted to taste it, but got back to business instead. I crawled over him, holding him to the bed with my sheer presence. He looked at me wide-eyed. His eyes showed fear and anticipation. I started to sing again.
"I don't care about the presents, underneath the Christmas tree. I just want you fro my own, more than you could ever know. Make my wish come true..." I trailed off, as I hovered directly above him.
His eyes were turning to coal from the lust radiating of the both of us combined.
"All I want for Christmas, is you." I whispered into his ear before I took the lobe into my mouth and sucked on it.
Before I could even process what was going on, which is very difficult to do to a vampire, he had our spots reversed. He now hovered over me protectively, possessively.
"Keep singing, my love. I love your voice." he said before sitting back on his legs to allow his torso free movement.
I smirked at him. Two could play this game.
"I don't want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I neeeed." I sang faster, just as the original song called for.
I started slowly, tortuously, unbuttoning his shirt, while I jerked my hips up to tease him.
"I don't care about the presents, underneath the Christmas treeee." I continued, reaching the last button and rubbing my hands across his chest.
He caught on to the game and slid his hands down my sides until he reached the hem of my shirt. His hands snuck underneath, thumbs rubbing circles near my hips. I shivered involuntarily.
"I don't need to hang my stocking, there upon the fireplace." I sand, closing my eyes to focus on the words, as I slid his shirt off his shoulders.
I felt his hands come off my hips. I assumed it was so he could take his shirt all the way off. I let my hands trail back down his chest, memorizing the way his abs felt beneath my fingertips.
"Santa Claus won't make me happy, with a toy on Christmas dayyyy." I sang more hushed, as I felt his hands come back to rest on my hips, toying with the edges of my shirt.
My hands had reached the top of his pants, but he moved faster, impatient. My shirt was up and off of me, revealing my bare breasts to him. I sucked in a breath as my eyes popped open to meet his lust filled ones.
Thought immediately halted and all I could comprehend was his hands caressing my breasts, tenderly, lovingly.
I slowly slid his belt out of its loops, as he placed more feather-light kisses around my chest and stomach. He was worshiping my body through touch.
His hands dipped lower and lower, ghosting his fingers across my overheated sex. I was sure he could smell my arousal. I lifted my leg up and over his hip to pull him closer to me. I unzipped his pants and used my feet to kick them down.
His crooked smile lit up his face now, excited about something. Hell, I knew I was excited about where things were going.
"Keep singing." he whispered against my navel, his tongue reaching in for a quick dip.
I was practically squirming now, desperately trying to remember the lyrics so I could fulfill this delicious torture.
"I just want you for my own, more than you could ever know..." I whispered, as he unzipped my jeans.
"Louder." he whispered, nibbling at my hip bone.
He pushed the jeans down, exposing my navy blue, lace panties.
He let out a feral growl and I saw him lick his luscious lips. He placed his palm on top of my panties, cause my hips to buck up into his hand in response.
His dark eyes were filled with lust, staring me down intently, deciding what to do with or to me.
"Make my wish come true..." I pleaded for him to understand my double meaning as I sang.
He seemed to understand completely and his fingers dipped below the edges of the lace.
"All I want for Christmas...isssss youuuuuu!" I sang out, moaning as his fingers plunged into my slick, wet sex.
"Oh, Bella, dear. You have no idea how bad I want you." he growled out, teasing my bundle of nerves with the pad of his thumb.
I was sick of the teasing and taunting. I needed him and I needed him now.
Instead of focusing on the growing tightness in my lower abdomen, I fought to expand my shield again. I knew I didn't have a lot of time before I was either asked to keep singing or came undone from his handiwork.
It worked, so I let him know by picking up the song where I had left off in my head.
I felt his hand pause, but I just needed to push him over the edge, so that he would hurry up and take me already.
I won't ask for much this Christmas
I won't even wish for snow.
I'm just gonna keep on waiting,
underneath the mistletoe.
I flashed him an image of me wearing only a Santa hat standing under mistletoe. The pace of his hand quickened. It was becoming difficult to concentrate on my task instead of his.
I won't make a list and send it
to the North Pole for Saint Nick.
I won't even stay awake ti
hear those magic reindeer click.
I showed him exactly what I wanted him to do during our sleepless night. His hand pulled away from me and I heard the sound of ripping fabric.
There goes my nice underwear. I thought, momentarily interrupting the song. I heard his light chuckle, as his hand went back to its original spot, teasing again. I really needed to step things up, if we were ever going to make it past this touching part.
'Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight.
Make my wish come true.
Baby, all I want for Christmas is you.
I tried to imagine exactly what he should be doing, starting with his boxers coming off. When I felt his hand go away, only to be replaced by his tip grazing my entrance. My eyes flew open and the shield immediately went back in place.
I smiled at him with half-lidded eyes. That was all the cue he needed before he buried himself in my depths. I squealed from the intense feeling.
He just stayed there for a moment, as if deciding whether to continue or not.
"Please..." I begged in a breathy whisper.
He smiled a heart-stopping smile before accepting my request. Our bodies moved with each other in a beautiful rhythm. Even after only a few months, we were quite familiar with one another's bodies.
There were no hurried motions, only the tangling of limbs and soft caresses of making love. He reached down to where we were joined and lifted one of my legs up to lay against his chest.
This new angle brought me to new heights and I could feel the coil in my abdomen tighten immeasurably. He could feel that I was close from my gasps of breath and he quickened his pace.
"Bella. I know you're almost there. Let go with me. Fall over that edge." he said in a husky tone.
I couldn't even process how he was able to form a coherent thought, so I just gave in to his words, gave in to the pleasure.
I threw my head back as my back arched up off the bed. I squeezed my eyes shut as wave after wave rolled over me.
As I convulsed and clenched around him, I felt him let go. His body jerked against me and I let my leg slide off his chest, so that he could collapse onto me.
When we had both come down from our highs, we just lay there joined, while I ran my fingers through his unruly hair.
His breathing had become deep and even, and if he could sleep, he would've been off in dream land by then.
"Edward." I said, softly, one hand brushing through his hand, the other rubbing up and down his back.
"Hmm?" he murmured.
"Merry Christmas." I said, before I placed a kiss on his head.
"Merry Christmas, love." he said against my chest.
I smiled and shut my eyes, just reveling in the feel of my beautiful husband, wishing we could stay this way forever.
Maybe we could.
A/N: Omg I finally got it all typed up. Longest chapter yet. Took up 8 pages in my notebook. 6 in word lol. I hope I did alright. I think it was okay, especially since I don't like using other more vulgar terms for the act. Tell me what you think. Please don't flame, just constructive criticism. :P I'm sorry I said I'd have it up the other night, but RL got in the way, then I forgot my notebook with the written chapter in it and couldn't type it up till now. Thanks for sticking with this story till the end. Hopefully you all enjoyed it even way past Christmas lol. R&R :D
P.s. Stupid FF being all dumb and not letting me post this like 6 hours ago and then totally not letting me post the hella long reviews I typed up for some of the stories I read. Oh well, it's working for now. That's all that matters.