The Not So Innocent Angel by Starvanger1

A Twilight Fan Fiction Story

Summary

The night before the Wedding. Edward and Bella have been forced apart. He's outside, pacing.
She's inside in his bed, freshly showerd and... Edward gets the vision of a life time! For
ninapolitan's cocktease contest

I‟d been pacing for the better part of an hour, just walking back and forth underneath my window.
My hand was constantly going through my hair, pulling as it reached the ends. My other hand was
fingering a small hole I had accidently put through my pocket when I‟d read Alice‟s thoughts telling

me I had less than twenty minutes left with Bella that evening.

I had, of course, spent those last twenty minutes with Bella, locked up in my room. We had held
each other and talked about how excited we were for the following day. I still couldn‟t believe it

was finally happening.

We had just barely started making out, her straddling my belly, hair draped around us, when Alice
broke through the door and demanded Bella go take her shower. I was kindly dismissed and told to

not come back until the next morning after Bella had left for the salon.

Which brings me to the present situation with me pacing. I was so frustrated at not being able to

just be with her. Would she even be able to go to sleep without me there?

I had to suppress a growl at the thought.

„Bitter much, Edward?’ Rosalie‟s thoughts smirked at me from inside the house. A low, but

menacing growl came from my chest at the thought of Rose‟s obvious delight in my circumstance.

It was no secret that I was upset about being kicked out of the house. Only, it wasn‟t so much the

fact that I was kicked out of the house as it was the fact that I was banned from seeing my Bella.

My Bella, whom after tomorrow would truly belong to me, and only me. She would be my wife! My

cold, still heart almost came to life at this thought. My Bella…My wife…

I was getting married to an angel. An angel whom God had bestowed upon me, saving me from
myself. Saving me from walking through my existence complacent, cold, bitter and uncaring. I was
getting more and more convinced God had brought Renee and Charlie together for the sole

purpose of creating Bella for me. She was my Eve. She was the mother to my humanity.

Sure, I‟d been okay for the last 90 some-odd years, but okay had never truly been enough. And I

hadn‟t really seen that, recognized it for what it was, until Bella Swan walked into my life.

She had shown me what it was like to be loved, wanted, needed, desired… What an interesting

concept. The angel desiring the demon.

It should be a crime. A crime I‟m only too willing to commit, because the demon desired the angel

far more than should be allowed.

How she thought she was the only one fighting hormones and urges was beyond me. True, I had
never actually let her feel me before. She made me hard with just a flick of the wrist, yet I had
never dared show her how much I wanted her. I was not only worried she would somehow be
disappointed in me, I was worried that if she felt me, her response would tear down the last

defense I had.

I had all but thrown myself at her that day in the meadow.

I would have followed through too, had she not stopped me. I was eternally grateful for that. She

deserved better than a quick lay on a cold, hard surface…

Hmmm…I might have to rethink that one…if that’s how I feel, I’ll just have to make sure I’m on top

the first time…

I had to shake my head at the thought and will my growing erection away. It wouldn‟t do to have a

hard on… ye!.

I couldn‟t help the smirk from breaking through at that particular idea.

From deep inside the house I could hear the sweet, tinkling laughter of Alice. Damn, she must have

seen what I was just thinking. Oh well, she‟ll see more tomorrow—

„I promised I wouldn’t look Edward. Don’t you trust me?’ Alice‟s voice floated to me in my

thoughts.

“Trust you? Never in a million years Alice,” I laughed, replying only loud enough for the vampires

to hear. All throughout the house, various voices joined in the laughter, even Alice.

„I’ll get you for that, you know,’ she threatened, a lighthearted feel to her tone.

“I‟m shaking in my boots, Alice. Really, I am,” I responded, my laughter threatening to reach the

human threshold.

„You will be…’ she said before cutting of her thoughts by purposefully singing “I‟m a Barbie girl” off
key. It was giving me a headache, listening to her, so I tuned her out and went back to my

previous thoughts.

The wedding night. Bella. Sex…

Sex with Bella…

I had tried to get out of it at first. But when she had sat me down and explained to me exactly why

she wanted it as part of the deal, I couldn‟t tell her „no‟ anymore.

I was terrified for Bella‟s safety of course, but who was I to deny her the one human experience

she so desperately wanted? Hell, I wanted it too. Needed it was more like it.

So I had made the proper arrangements for the following night. Carlisle had promised me that
everything would be fine. As long as I kept my head about me, I would be able to not only give

Bella the night she deserved, but I would even be able to derive my own pleasure from it.

Carlisle had spoken with Alice about it at length. He said he didn‟t want me looking, it would be
wrong to Bella. So he offered to talk to Alice about what she saw. It should be weird, knowing that
my dad was discussing my sex life with my sister, but it wasn‟t. We knew pretty much everything

there was to know about each other, and I trusted them explicitly.

„Edward? Are you still pacing?’ Alice‟s thoughts floated to me again. ‘You’re gonna want to sit

down.’

“Cryptic much, pixie dust?” I teased, only half joking.

So help me Edward, I’m trying to … fine, have it your way,’ and her thoughts immediately went

blank.

Or so I thought…

I was instantly brought to my knees, one hand over my heart, the other balled into a fist, laying

across my thighs.

There was nothing but trees in front of my eyes, but my minds eyes were feasting.

Bella was standing in front of my bed, facing away from me, her head turned to the side, a
speculative look on her gorgeous face. She had obviously just come from the shower, her body still
flushed with the heat of the water.

Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail, little water droplets falling from the ends of her hair,
soaking into the blue camisole she was wearing to bed. My eyes traveled down her form, from the
tops of her shoulders where only two small straps of cloth were securing her top to her body. Her

shoulders were so sexy, exposed like that, still slightly damp.

As I moved down her body, I couldn‟t help but stop and stare at her perfect backside. Her petite

waist narrowed before her hips flared out, her ass the perfect size for my hands to palm.

Moving down further, I noticed that she was wearing very short boy cut panties, exposing a

delicious amount of her bare cheeks to me.

I was growing harder by the minute as I watched the goddess destined to be my wife. Her body

would be my temple the following night and I would worship her in it.

I nearly came undone at the thought.

I was brought back to the view of my beautiful fiancée, by a flourish of movements. Bella‟s arms
were crossed in front of her torso, her hands firmly gripping the sides on the bottom of her

camisole.

She is not doing what I think she‟s doing, is she? And why the hell is Alice not blocking this from

me?

In a movement so sensuous and graceful I was almost inclined to believe this wasn‟t my Bella I
was watching. She pulled her top over her head and held it in her out stretched hand. Then, she

turned her head just slightly more to the side, winked, and dropped the top on the floor.

What the…? Is she…

“Alice?” Was that quivering mess really my voice?

„Payback’s a bitch, Edward,’ she giggled.

I groaned, knowing she would keep showing me, and knowing I would never be able to pull away

from the vision.

What was worse was that it looked like Bella knew I would be watching, and this was her private

show for me.

That thought brought me back to the vision of Bella, now clad only in those cheeky little panties.

And what an erotic image it was. I could only see just the outline of the swell of one of her breasts,
her back still facing me, but the image was making the venom pool in my mouth. Not that I wanted

to bite her, well I did, just not the kind that would infuse my venom with her blood.

Holy Hell but she was hot. I had never seen a more beautiful woman before and I had seen more

than my share. Her naked back was flexed, and the muscles were showing.

One of her arms lay across what I would assume were her breasts, and the other was softly trailing
down her side. Then, in a move I had never thought I‟d see in Bella, she spun around slowly until I
could see her face. It was stained a light pink, but there was so much determination, love and want
in her features. I knew she was not upset about it, she just knew how much I loved to see her

blush.

Her hand that was still across her breasts, pushing them in, making them gloriously round and full,
suddenly fell away, exposing her upper body fully to me for the first time. And it was more than I
had ever thought possible. She was simply too stunning for words.

Her breasts bounced slightly as her arm pulled away, her pink little nubs already hard. I wanted
nothing more than to rub my fingers across them, to tease them, feel them.

Instinctually, the hand over my heart reached out into thin air, searching for the soft mounds my
minds eye was seeing. When it came upon the empty air, I pulled it back and lay it, palm down, on

my thigh, in the crease of my hip.

Absently, my fingers started to tap my thigh. I was so incredibly turned on by this vision, I was

sure to carry this erection with me until I could have her the following night.

How I longed to reach out and palm her breasts. Rub my thumb in a circle around her nipple, over
her nipple, to taunt that sweet little bud until she begged me to stop. I wanted to kiss my way

down her delicious neck, dragging my tongue in its wake, leaving a moist trail behind—

Movement again caught my attention as I noticed Bella‟s hands were moving. Looking straight
ahead, seeming to connect her eyes with mine, she gently trailed an index finger in a zigzag
pattern starting on her stomach, just above her belly button. She went back and forth between
every individual rib, her flesh getting goose bumps as she went. When she got to just underneath
those glorious swells, she brought her finger to the center and started dragging it up between her

breasts.

“Mmmm…”

She did not just moan, did she? Holy Hell! That has got to be the most arousing thing I‟ve ever

heard. How did I not pick up on that before?

The hand rubbing my thigh twitched, moving closer to my groin. I was so ready to just whip it out

right there and start going at it. But I couldn‟t. Not so close to everyone, so exposed.

Speaking of exposed…

I closed my eyes so I could better focus on the imagery I was seeing inside my head. This was not

something I wanted to miss.

Bella‟s hands had stopped moving. Well, one hand stopped while the other traveled up, past her

collarbone, gently gracing her neck before coming to rest at her lips.

She looked straight ahead, almost like she was seeking eye contact with me, and then sheslowly,

oh so very slowly, inched her finger into her warm, moist mouth.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as she tightened her lips around her finger, and pulled it in and
out her mouth a few times. She released it with a „pop‟, before dragging the now wet digit down to

her nipple.

She stopped.

And pinched.

And twisted.

And moaned my name…

„Edward.‟

Both my hands were now poised right above my straining erection. The vision of her finger in her
mouth, moving in and out, almost put me over the edge. I was not seeing her finger moving in and

out, I was seeing something far longer and thicker…Oh Hell!

“Bella…” I groaned.

I couldn‟t take anymore, and on shaky legs I literally crawled over to the wall and leaned against it.
I knew my siblings were around, but I also had a feeling Alice had banned anyone from coming and
finding me—

„Yes,’ she replied.

I would really have to thank her later. Maybe a no-whine day of shopping was in order?

Inside the house Alice shrieked and something broke, shattered into a million little pieces. Which,
incidently enough, was exactly what would happen to my cock if I didn‟t release it from its cloth

prison.

So I closed my eyes again, watching my beautiful, yet sinfully not-so-innocent wife-to-be.

I slowly pulled down my zipper. I didn‟t pull my pants down, just opened the fly and then pulled

out the rod of steel that was now glowing red and pulsing. I tentatively placed my hand on myself.

“Ungh…” I moaned. I just couldn‟t help it. That little bit of skin to skin contact was so soothing.

In the vision, Bella‟s eyes popped open again, a deviously evil glint twinkled in them. She put her
hands on her waist, and walked her fingers down towards her underwear. When she reached the
elastic, she placed her palms down on her stomach, the three middle fingers just barely pushed

into the top of the blue lace.

I was riveted to those fingers, unable to pull away, even if my life depended on it. I was, however,

able to pull something else.

I started gently stroking my rock-hard shaft. There wasn‟t a whole lot of friction, just enough to

keep going. I was pacing myself, knowing I wanted to pay attention to my goddess.

And what a goddess she was. Standing there, at the foot of my bed, clad only in scraps of lace with

her… holy shit! Is she… Is that… W. O. W.

Bella, my devious little vixen is touching herself…

„Edward, I-I-I want … you…’

My stroking picked up. I could feel the tension building in my lower abdomen and I wasn‟t ready to
be done yet. I stopped, or tried to, but my hand wouldn‟t listen, so I placed my other hand in its

way.

Bad. Idea.

Instead of one hand gripping me, pulling, pushing, and tugging, there were now two. Working in
tandem, coiling my nerves so tight I was going to release before Bella even did whatever the hell

she was planning on doing. And I. DID. NOT. WANT. TO. MISS. THIS.

I gritted my teeth, took a deep breath… and released my hands, clamping them down onto my

thighs, holding on for dear life. My nerves were still coiled, so tightly wound and ready to spring.

I was spring loaded… Someone save me please!

But I didn‟t really want saving, did I? No, I didn‟t want saving. I wanted Bella.

So I focused back on her. And she was naked… crawling on all fours up onto my bed… What. The.

Hell.

I could see her ass, staring at me, taunting me as it swung from side to side as Bella crawled to
the middle of the bed. Where she plopped down, and spun over onto her back.

And there she was! The first time I‟d ever seen her fully naked. And she was a vision to behold. I
could feel my knees grow weaker, and my hands twitched, aching to find purchase once again in

my erection.

I moved one hand over, cupping myself, flexing my fingers.

It feels so good…

I placed my other hand, palm down, on the head of my cock. And my eyes rolled back in my

head…

„Mmmm… I want you…’ vixen Bella taunted from my bed.

Looking at her again, I saw her hair splayed out all around her head like a halo… A fallen angel… I

will have her like this tomorrow, on display for my eyes to feast upon… Touch… Kiss… Lick…

“Bella,” I moaned as the friction was growing again. Up and down, flexing and pulsing, fingers

pulling me towards a much needed release.

Bella‟s hands were moving again. Down her sensuous body. One stopped on her breast and palmed

the soft mound. She moaned again.

Her second hand kept going lower and lower, not stopping until it was nestled in her soft, brown

locks…

My hand moved faster. Faster than should be legal…or human. But not near fast enough. I needed

something more. Something to increase this magnificent friction.

There it was, small beads of venom pooling at the head of my cock. I don‟t think I‟d ever been so

grateful for venom before.

I placed my un-occupied palm on the top of the head and smeared the venom around it, coating

my palm, before returning it to my shaft.

“Holy Hell,” I muttered under my breath as my hands started gliding along better, faster,

smoother…

„Uungh…Edward…’ my angel whimpered. And as I again focused on my angel, I saw that her hand
on her breast was now alternating between pinching and pulling. That should be my hand, my

fingers…

But my attention was required elsewhere as I suddenly noticed movement further down. My head
fell against the wall, my knees fell apart, and my cock stood up straighter in my hand as I pumped

with more vigor.

Bella was fingering herself, moaning for me, spread wide open for me to see.

And see I did. She was glistening wet, her pussy on display for me as a finger rubbed on her little

bundle of nerves. Suddenly she pinched her clit, and she screamed out.

“Fuck me Bella,” I breathed as she pinched again.

The tension in my lower belly was so strong I knew I was only moments away from coming. And I
wanted to do it together. I wanted to hear her moan my name as she came by her own hand, just

as I would moan her name as I came by mine.

“Please Bella, please…come with me…” I chanted, hopefully low enough the other vampires around
wouldn‟t hear me.

Bella brought her other hand down to her sex, down past the nub, where she started tracing her
outer lips. She was swirling the moisture around, coating her fingers, seeping her nectar onto my

sheets.

I would have to keep those sheets for forever…

Suddenly, Bella‟s eyes shot open, and they connected with mine, or rather, with my minds eyes.

„Tomorrow, I want your cock…right…here,’ she whispered as she kept eye contact. Then she slid

her finger inside and did some fancy move, fancy for her, before tensing.

Her back arched off of the bed, her toes curled and her mouth opened in a silent „O.‟ She was

beautiful, flushed red and sweating.

That was all it took for me to come too. All over my pants, all over my hands.

„I love you Edward,’ she breathed to me. ‘I can’t wait to be your wife.’

I had to leave. Get out. Away.

“Alice! When does that happen?”

“In…thirty seconds,” she laughed.

I took off like a prom dress on prom night, deep into the forest.

There’s a spare set of clothes for you in the meadow Edward,’ Alice‟s voice sang to me, mocking

me even, as I ran from the only place I wanted to be.