(Thomas POV)
The last set of taillights slid away down the drive and vanished between the trees, leaving the yard lit only by moon light, string lights, and the stubborn glow of candles that had already started to sink in on themselves.
The quiet after a crowd was its own kind of noise.
My hand stayed in Edythe's without me thinking about it. Warm against cool. Shifter against Vampire. The contact grounded me in a way nothing else did.
We walked back toward the house together. The barn loomed off to one side like a backup plan that never got used. The sky stayed merciful, Forks withholding rain like it understood the stakes. We separated and walked around the backyard, blowing out candles and gathering anything that wouldn't survive a night out in the open. Once we were satisfied, we went inside for the night.
The door shut behind us with a soft click.
Inside still carried the smell of candles and sugar and damp grass carried in on shoes. The hall was dim, quiet, normal in a way that felt suspicious after everything that had occurred today.
I stopped without meaning to.
Edythe turned like she'd felt it, like she always felt it. No impatience. No pushing. Just attention.
"Are we really done?" I asked, and my voice came out rougher than I meant.
"Yes," she said. Simple. Certain.
I exhaled. My shoulders dropped a fraction.
"No more speeches," I muttered. "No more pictures. No more Renée trying to adopt half your family."
The corner of her mouth lifted. "No more."
I should've laughed. Instead, my throat tightened, because the word no more also meant now.
Now that there weren't witnesses. Now that there weren't people between me and this beautiful creature I'd been trying not to stare at all day.
Edythe stepped closer and lifted her hand to my jaw. Her touch was light, controlled, like she was reminding herself who she was touching and what her hands could do. Like she was choosing gentleness on purpose.
I leaned into it comfortably.
She didn't say anything, she just rose up on her toes and kissed me.
Not the ceremony kiss. Not the one meant for an audience, timed for the approval of strangers and family.
This was private, the stirrings of a hunger.
This was the kind of kiss that made the rest of the world feel like it didn't matter the way it did before the ceremony.
My hands went to her without thought, her waist, her back, the line of her arms, careful and steady, like my body understood the rules even if my brain was trying to short out. I heard myself make a sound against her mouth, something embarrassing and honest, and she didn't pull away.
When she finally did, my breath was uneven and my heart felt like it was trying to climb out of my chest. If I had been paying attention, I would have noticed her breathing had completely stopped.
"Okay," I said hoarsely, because I had to say something. "So. Guests gone. House… ours."
Her eyes warmed at the word ours like it meant more than walls and a roof.
Then my brain betrayed me by grabbing onto the only safe thought it could find.
"Emmett's going to be unbearable the next time we see him."
Edythe's expression shifted, faint amusement. "Even more than he already is?"
The memory hit me so clearly, I almost winced.
Emmett had clapped me on the shoulder earlier with the kind of force that would've folded a normal man. I hadn't moved. He'd grinned like Christmas came early.
"Congratulations," he'd rumbled, loud enough that Jasper quickly turned to look at us. But not so loud it could be heard too far away. "You survived the ceremony. Now try not to put her through a support wall."
"I'm not going to…" I'd started.
Emmett had leaned in, eyes bright. "Also? You're the only one here with a pulse. If you pass out, I will never let you live it down."
Jasper had appeared beside him like a shadow. "Emmett."
Emmett lifted both hands, still smiling. "What? I'm being supportive. I wish someone had warned me before Rose and I knocked our first two house's down on ourselves. Support walls matter, man."
Then, as I walked away, he'd called after me with cheerful menace:
"Good luck and if I see you within three days, I will know it's because you had to take a break. We don't get tired."
I rubbed a hand over my face now, half mortified, half helpless. "He was being a complete menace."
That earned me a look.
Not angry. Not offended. Just…Edythe, evaluating the statement like it was a problem in need of a clean solution.
"Emmett enjoys boundaries," she said dryly. "Mostly the idea of stepping on them."
"Glad we're in agreement."
I pulled her in for a comfortable hug, she fit perfectly in my chest, my chin resting on the crown of her head. I let my mind drift and a thought hit me. I wanted to kick myself.
"Shit, I forgot to carry you over the threshold."
She leaned back and looked me in the eye, "There is still one more threshold to go tonight, love."
It took me a second, but once I understood, I bent down and held one arm behind her back and the other I used to lift her up behind her knees. The aptly named bridal carry.
Reestablishing eye contact, "It's not that I'm impatient, I just don't want to forget again." Then I carried her directly up the stairs and into our bedroom.
As soon as we entered our bedroom, Edythe began kissing me with an urgency I had never felt from her before. My mind played over our first encounter when she showed up in my room in a trench coat. Our nervous bumbling and fear of making awkward noises. Since that time, we had learned each other's bodies fairly well. But tonight, we would cross that line we had held back from.
In this generation virginity seemed more like something people were quick to give away, but Edythe had been born in a time when a girl's virginity was often times the one thing she could bring to the marriage. Proof that she was pure and willing to dedicate herself to one person.
It was a heavy thought for me. Taking something she had protected for almost a hundred years.
Edythe's hands slid up the back of my neck, fingers cold and sure, she pulled me down for another kiss as I held her. When she finally released my lips, I carefully set her down in front of me and reached for the zipper at the back of her dress.
"May I?" I asked.
Her eyes held mine. Then she nodded, once."
I moved my hand slowly, not hesitant, not clumsy. Just careful, I wanted to take my time and appreciate every moment of this night.
She watched my face, like she was memorizing every line of it.
"I have waited nearly a century for this moment. This last year has been harder to hold myself back than all the years before combined."
As the zipper reached the end and her dress barely held onto her shoulders, "I know, love. But I do not want to rush this, I want every moment of tonight to be as perfect as we can make it."
She shrugged her shoulder and the dress slid down to the ground leaving her with only a pair of sheer lace panties and a garter belt remaining. Then she started to unbutton my shirt, I quickly took my jacket off. Then she helped me take my shirt off. Next, she went for my belt and pants button. They fell to the floor. And I stood there in only my boxers and socks.
(R 18 Follow's.) Authors Note at the end.
Edythe moved first, bringing her cold hands to my chest and caressing my muscles. Taking extra time running her hands over my abdominal muscles, soft fingers running over each bump slowly.
Her nails tickled me as they slid around just above the waistline of my boxers and then she slid a finger between cloth and skin. Slowly working my boxers down and uncovering my rock-hard cock. Its head was nearly purple with the amount of blood stiffening it, precum covering it to the point it was about to drip on the floor.
Her tongue flicked out and caught the liquid before the drop fell. Then she looked up and looked straight into my eyes as her mouth opened wide and engulfed me. The sensation of her mouth nearly made me roll my eyes back, but I wanted to keep eye contact as long as possible. I had once heard Mike talk about watching a video where a girl put a piece of ice in her mouth before going down on a guy. I was willing to bet large amounts of money that the feeling wouldn't hold a candle to the pleasure Edythe brough me with just her natural temperature.
She started to slowly move forward with her mouth as she maintained eye contact, her tongue pressing up on the underside of my shaft in fast swirls. It was wonderful contrast to her slowly engulfing my cock. It looked like she had been holding out on me, or she had gotten some advice and decided to try it.
I felt the tip of my cock bump the back of her throat and she didn't even pause, just kept pushing forward until my cock started to slide down her throat. Then she started to flex her throat and massage the head of my cock.
We lost eye contact just before her nose touched me and I felt her lips hit the base of my cock. She held herself there, tongue still swirling, throat still massaging and then she started to hum. My head leaned back and my eyes rolled up in pleasure.
"Fuck that feels amazing!" I groaned out. Well, that's what I tried to say, I am not too sure I was being very articulate at the moment.
When I felt her start to pull back, I quickly looked back down so I could catch her eyes again as soon as possible. When I saw her eyes, they too had little focus, but I locked on anyway. She only pulled back about halfway when she moved forward again. Faster this time. Then back to almost my tip and then swiftly back. My balls started to tingle and fill with an eruption imminent in a very short time. Her intensity wouldn't allow me to last much longer than the five minutes we had been going so far.
Eye contact lost to pleasure once and for all, I placed my hand on her head as she went tip to base over and over again. As soon as my hand touched her head, she reached up and gripped my balls gently and it was all over. I grunted, unable to form a single word as I came straight down her throat. My hand holding her at the base of my cock as the rest twitched and bounced in her throat.
When the twitching stopped, she slowly started to move back, tongue still swirling around my shaft as if to squeeze every last drop out before she released my cock from her lips with a loud pop.
Her slow retreat gave me time to gather my thoughts, and as soon as she was free, I picked her up and placed her on the bed. I quickly removed my shorts from around my ankles and also took my socks off before joining her on the bed and removed her panties leaving the garter belt.
Once that was done, I gave her a fierce kiss that she returned with just as much heat as me. After a few more kisses I began moving my lips down her cheek to her neck, biting places I knew were tender even to her. My hands were massaging her tits, and my fingers had her nipples pinched and rolled between them causing her to shiver and occasionally lift her back off the bed. When my lips and tongue found them, her moans increased and her hands once again found the back of my head pushing my face harder into her soft mounds. My tongue rolled her nipples, and my teeth gently bit them causing more wonderful sounds to escape her mouth. Releasing her nipple, I kissed her just under the areola and on a whim, I bit her a good deal harder than I had ever done before. She bounced as if I had shocked her and a loud moan informed me, she hadn't minded my action. I filed that away for later use.
I continued peppering kissed down her belly as my fingers started to explore the folds of her pussy. She was absolutely dripping. I kept my touch at a tickle at I spread her juices up and down both lips, occasionally bumping her clit. Her hand was trying to push my head down faster, but I stubbornly kept the pace slow and deliberate.
When I finally approached her clit, I let out a long exhale and then skipped directly over it smiling at her sounds of dismay. Moving directly to her pussy lips I started to lick up one and down the other, sometimes on the outside of the lip and then on the inside the next pass. Changing it up so she didn't get used to it, I worked her lips until she was squirming and begging me to send her over the ledge.
As I licked up the right lip of her pussy this time I went straight to her clit and squished it between my lips and turned my head giving it a slight pull. At the same time, I shoved two fingers into her pussy up to the second knuckle and started to make come here motions with them.
Immediately her hips started to buck up and down and the walls of her pussy clenched around my fingers, trying to hold them still, but I kept them making the hooking motion anyway.
Right away, my hand and chin were soaking wet with her juice. Kissing my way back up her body, I again paused at her tits and began to give them more attention. This allowed her pussy time to lose some sensitivity and be ready for what was to come. As I was sucking on her left nipple, she grabbed my hand and found the fingers I had inserted into her and stuck them into her mouth licking them clean. This too was a first, but not too surprising as she always wanted kisses after I went down on her. Still hot a fuck though.
Once my fingers were clean, she drew me up into a kiss, "Please, no more waiting… Fuck me."
Without a word of response, I leaned back on my knees and moved into position, lining the head of my cock up and rubbing it between her pussy lips.
"Yes…Yes… Put it in!"
Keeping my waist still with my cock lined up I leaned forward and kissed her as I slowly started moving my waist forward spreading her pussy open slowly. She was moaning into my mouth as I moved. At one point I felt her waist flinch and paused so she could get comfortable with the length I had inserted so far.
After a brief adjustment time she broke our kiss, "Please more, the heat… Oh god the HEAT. You are splitting meee!!!"
Then I felt it… a barrier. Her pussy was squeezing me like she wanted me out of her or like she never wanted me to leave, it was hard to tell which.
"Relax, Love. I am going to push through when you nod. Then I will wait until the pain passes. Nod your head when you are ready."
With no warning, Edythe spread her legs farther apart and placed her heels on my ass. Then she pushed me forward with her heels and I felt the barrier give way, and then she let out a long loud scream of pain mixed with pleasure. Her hands left my sides, and she grabbed the mattress and pulled… Two fistfuls of mattress were now missing from it and probably thrown about the room.
"Oh GOD…I'm so full." Then she spent a moment panting before looking me in the eyes and nodding her head. "It's okay now, keep moving."
I tried to keep my pace slow to make sure she was comfortable, but her heals kept pushing my ass, forcing my way inside her faster. Finally, I was all the way in, based out. So, I held still for a moment.
"I am so full, and so hot. Fuck Thomas I feel so good. I love you!"
"Just tell me when you are ready for me to move." Then I leaned down and captured her lips, forcing my tongue into her mouth.
The truth was that I didn't want to move yet. My cock felt like it was in a vice, a cold, wet, wonderful vice, that was trying to milk me. I wanted this moment to last, the dreaded name of 'Two Pump Chump' would destroy my self-esteem forever. Hoping that with a little time I could regain some control, I sucked on her tongue and hoped she would give me that needed time.
She hugged me closer as we kissed and just that slight movement had her moaning into my mouth. When I felt I was in better control, I slowed my kisses and looked into her eyes questioningly.
I felt her legs move, taking her heels from my ass and then she nodded. So, I slowly began to move back. Her whimpering made my chest swell in pride. When I was about halfway out, I paused and slowly began to fill her again. Her eyes widened and she breathed in deeply then let out a long low moan of pleasure.
"More!" she moaned as I began to move back and forth just a little faster. Never leaving her by more than half. Her cries of pleasure drove me on and somehow, I held myself back, but I could see and feel her climax approaching. Once I recognized that, I pulled nearly all the way out for the first time and pushed all the way back in in one long push. She screamed my name, but it wasn't too loud as she forgot to breathe in before saying it.
I repeated this motion two more times before I realized I was past the point of no return myself. The eruption was happening it was just a matter of seconds. At the same time, I realized that the walls of her pussy gripped me like my dick was a lifeline and she was about to fall down a cliff. I was sure that if I had been pulling out then she would have been able to stop me, but luckily, I was pushing in when my cock started to twitch inside her. Finishing that last thrust I cried out as I started to cum uncontrollably.
At the same moment, Edythe's whole body started twitching and she wrapped her arms and legs around me, letting out one long stuttering moan that died out with the last of the air in her lungs. There was no doubt in my mind that if I hadn't learned to use my Shifter strength as a human, she would have crushed me right then and there. But no one would ever be able to convince me it wasn't worth it, if that had happened.
As I lay in Edythe's arms, my lungs working like bellows, a sense of satisfaction came over me. This was already the best night of my life, and it was still early. When I felt Edythe's arms relax around me, I looked into her half-lidded eyes as she said, "I am so on top next time."
My cock was still buried inside her and it didn't feel like it was softening at all, so I rolled over until she was in her requested spot. "Deal!"
A.N.
No chapter next Monday. The wife says my health doesn't look good if I don't spend this weekend with her. She isn't a nurse or doctor, but I think I will believe her anyway. See you Wednesday.