Honeymoon Pt 3

He trailed kisses down my jaw, to my ear and playfully nipped my ear lobe. I groaned in response. I was already feeling wet again, in anticipation for what was to come. He kissed down my throat, stopping for a minute at the base, his perfect lips pressing into the hollow of my throat. I sighed. I let my fingers trail through his hair, gripping it when he kissed somewhere that made the heat from my body tremble.

"I don't think I can take it slow anymore." He mumbled from my neck.

"I'm ready." I said breathlessly.

He lowered his head and began to lick my right breast, flicking the nipple. His other hand caressed the left, squeezing it lightly now and then. He moved from one to the other quickly, letting his teeth graze each as he switched. I arched my back in response and he squeezed both of my breasts, holding me down. He let his index finger and his thumb pinch my right nipple gently while he flicked the other nipple with his tongue. I moaned and arched again, but he held me down still. I raked my nails down his shoulders, down his back and back up. He moaned and brought his head up to mine.

"That feels wonderful." He gently growled. "But you're going to have to keep yourself calm if you want this to last..."

"No!" I shouted, not meaning to sound so panicked. "I want you now. I want you inside of me Edward. I need you now!"

He seemed to purr as he spoke my name, "Bella, you make me feel like no one else. I love you, forever and always."

"Eternity." I answered.

And with that he was slowly lowering himself onto me. I spread my legs for him and angled my hips so that he could find me easily. I was so hot, so wet, that he didn't have any trouble sliding himself inside me. I gasped at the sudden feeling of him entering me, and he stopped, waiting for my breathing to become less ragged, more controlled. He began to push again, entering me more, and without meaning to, I gasped again, and he stopped again, holding himself in position so as not to hurt me.

"Don't stop," I whispered between breaths. "It feels so good, I'm just reacting to the… the sheer pleasure of you… inside me."

He moaned loudly and whispered in my ear, "It brings me more pleasure than you could know, hearing you talk about me, inside you." And he moaned again.

"Edward!" I breathed his name as he fervently thrust deeper into me, less controlled than before. He pushed harder, though there was nowhere to go, and I cried out in ecstasy at this new feeling.

"Aahhh! You feel incredible!" I shouted.

"Mmmm," was all he could say as he began moving out of me. I thrust my pelvis forward, not wanting him to move, but he leaned up, placed his hands on my hips and held me down. He began slowly thrusting in and out. After bringing himself all of the way out he lingered for a second. Then, he let the tip of his member slide back in slowly, feeling my hot skin rubbing against his. Once inside again, he pushed quickly, deep into me, as far as he could go, only to pull out slowly and start all over again. Each time he let the tip of him slide slowly back in I sighed, loudly, moving my pelvis, but unable to thrust it upward, the way I wanted to. He was torturing me, but in a good way.

He moved his hands from my hips and slid them over my breasts. I slid my hands up his thighs and over his hips. I pulled at him, trying to force him to go deeper. He squeezed my breasts and responded. He thrust himself deeper, harder. I gasped, and then let his name slip from my lips in a cry of slight pain, and pleasure.

He stopped to check my expression. I don't know what he saw, but it must have been what I was feeling, because he began to thrust again, faster this time.

"Edward!" I shouted.

"Mmm, Bella!" He moaned back.

He leaned forward and kissed me hard. His hands wrapped around my arms as he thrust against me, pushing me into him. I grabbed his legs and pulled him tight against me. I wanted him to grip me tighter. I arched my back and moaned as he thrust faster and faster into me.

"Harder," I commanded, breathless.

And he listened; he thrust himself deeper into me, in and out, in and out, grinding his pelvis against mine. It was all I could do to keep from screaming.

"Bella," his breathing was erratic as he moaned my name.

"Oh! Edward! Oh god! Edward!" I screamed his name, not able to control myself any longer. I clawed at his back, trying to force our bodies closer. He slid one hand under my lower back and answered my unspoken desire. He pushed my body against him and devoured my mouth in his.

"Mmmm." Was all I managed to get out.

Then he turned away from me, his breathing erratic, out of control. I understood, because I too felt like I could no longer keep up with my own breathing. He moaned my name and began thrusting so fast that I couldn't keep my hips up to his rhythm. I let them drop, but he held me firmly in place with his hand. I had almost forgotten he had reached around to press me into him. I was relieved. I relaxed my body and let him do all of the work. He reached his other hand around the back of my head and held me close to his body. I wrapped my legs around him and breathed his name again.

Suddenly I was at a peak. My body was quivering all over, heat washing through me, radiating out of the center of my body. I bit his shoulder. I don't know why, it just happened. At that moment I heard a lush tearing noise, and heard him blow air through his mouth. I didn't care what was going on as long as he didn't stop.

"Please," I begged. "Don't stop!"

As he breathed my name and thrust against me, he was deliberately slower than before, but still fast enough to keep my peak of pleasure up. He clutched my body to his and I felt his hand dig into my back, his other twisted in my hair. I realized that my body was no longer relaxed. I gripped him as tightly as I could, my thighs like a vice grip around his waist, my ankles crossed over one another.

"Edward!" I screamed.

"Bella!" He moaned back.

I bit him again, this time to try to control the feeling that was washing over me. His body shook, as mine did. He was over the edge, ecstasy filling him. I felt the same hot, tingling sensation wave through my body as before, only more powerful this time, almost unbearable. I bit him harder and pressed myself into him. He gripped me tighter and we both moaned in ecstasy. I heard another tearing sound, the same puff of breath escaping his mouth.

As my quivering slowed and my body became limp he gently set me down, not letting himself slip out. He pulled out and thrust himself into me, just once more, and I shuddered. It was incredible that I could feel anything at all, after having so much pleasure. He smiled his crooked smile and withdrew himself, only to settle down next to me. He wrapped his right arm underneath me, and I snuggled into his chest.

I was so hot and sweaty, and his skin was cooler than mine, though it didn't seem to have returned to his usual icy temperature yet, it felt good. He reached his other arm around my body and scooted me even closer.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you," I responded. And I knew that there could never be anyone else in this world for me but him. And I knew that he was mine. Every glorious inch of his body, every aspect of his brilliant mind, all mine. And I was his, forever.

He stroked my arm gently with his thumb and kissed the top of my head.

"Sleep now, my only love."

I opened my mouth to protest, but he started to hum my lullaby and I felt my eyelids become heavy. My mouth stayed slacked open, but I was unable to speak. I was so exhausted, and knowing that he was with me, and all mine, I was able to do as he wished. I let his lullaby take me into a deep sleep as I snuggled myself deeper into his arms.