Passion flared as their lips met in a feverish kiss. Theodore's fingertips, light as whispers, danced along Bella's spine, etching intricate designs on the sensitive flesh beneath.
Each touch sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine. He trailed kisses down her neck, savoring the taste of her skin, the lingering scent of her perfume tantalizing his senses.
Bella arched into him, her breath catching in her throat as his love washed over her in a warm wave. "Bella," he murmured a husky promise. "I'll always protect you."
A smile, soft and trusting, curved her lips. "I know," she whispered back.
She pulled him to the bed, his hulky frame pressing down her petite form. Cupping his face, she gazed into his eyes, their depths reflecting a love that burned bright. "I'll never stop loving you," she promised.
"Oh, Bella." He responded with a kiss, this time fierce and hungry, as if he couldn't get enough of her.
