As we began driving away, I heard the loud piercing sound's of a wolf's crying howl in the distance. It broke my heart. But I've chosen my life and I'm going to begin living it. We made it to a private plane, and climbed aboard. The flight was long as I fell asleep on Emmett's shoulder. When I felt him gently shaking me awake he told me to look out the window. When I did I saw we were in Rio De Janeiro. We flew over the famous large Jesus statue. The city was beautiful and massive.

So many colorful lights, paintings on the buildings, so many people walking the streets. I watched in awe as we drove through the city, Emmett's arm wrapped around my shoulder. He told the driver to pull over and we got out, walking into what seemed like a festival going on. There was many couples everywhere kissing one another. Emmett stopped us in the middle of the crowd and kissed me softly.

We made it to a boat launch and Emmett loaded our luggage into a small speed boat.

"So, we're not staying in Rio?" I asked as he helped me into the boat.

"No, Just passing through." Emmett chuckled.

"Are we close?" I asked curiously sitting down in the passenger seat.

He only grinned at me and we rode out into the harbor, traveling farther and farther away from Rio through the night. Soon enough a large single island laid out in front of us, coming into view.

"That's Isle Esme. It was a gift from Carlisle." Emmett stated.

"That's an insane gift." I said surprised.

We drove closer and we could see a cute little bungalow along the edge of the water. Emmett pulled the boat into a small dock. And we walked towards the house, hand in hand. He quickly lifted me up bridal style and carried me through the threshold. I squealed in delight. He placed me back on my feet after we made it inside and I looked around the room. It was a beautiful set up. Lots of plants, large open windows, the furniture and decor was stunning.

"You take a look around. I'll get the rest of our things."

There was a large kitchen, an open living room, and then I walked to the bedroom, excited to see where we'd be staying. A king sized bed at in the middle of the room, a door right out to the beach on the side. Emmett walked in and set my suitcase and bag on the chest in front of the bed.

"Are you tired?" He asked taking my hands in his. I breathed out nervously and shook my head. "Do you want to go for a swim?"

"Yeah, that sounds really nice." We awkwardly smiled at one another. I shouldn't be this nervous, we've spent the night together hundreds of times before. I thought to myself and grinned at him. "Let me have a few minutes to get changed?"

"Sure. Just don't take to long, Mrs. Cullen." He kissed my forehead and smiled walking out the room towards the beach.

I grabbed the small bag Alice had packed me with all my toiletries and other human necessity's I'd need while I was here. I searched for a swim suit only to come up empty. I groaned slightly and sighed.

"Okay, he's your husband now. You can do this. Don't be a wimp." I attempted to pep talk myself.

I brushed my teeth and brushed my hair. I wrapped myself into a towel and walked outside. The site I was left with was Emmett's clothes strewn along the beach leading up towards the water. And he himself already waded out. I dropped my towel with the small amount of courage I had left. Wading into the warm waters beside him.

"You're so beautiful." He commented looking at me up and down. I put my arms around his neck and his arms wrapped around my waist hoisting me up onto him.

I pushed my lips onto his and kissed him starting off slowly, sweetly, until we began to pick up speed. We had a make out session in the water just taking each other in. He pulled away allowing me to catch my breath.

"I love you." I breathed.

"I love you too." He moved some of my hair from my face. "Are you positive you don't want to wait?"

"I'm sure. I want you."

"I don't want to accidentally hurt you." He whispered kissing my lips once again.

"You won't. I trust you completely." I whispered back to him.

Our lips pressed together once more and he lifted me up higher onto his body, carrying me out of the water, back into the house. Pure bliss is what I could describe this feeling as. He was so careful and gentle, biting into pillows as he needed. We may have broken a headboard... But, feeling him, around me, our bodies moved together as one. It was pure eternal bliss.

When I woke up the next morning, I was alone in the bed. I looked around myself to really see the damage that was done last night in the sunlight that peeked in through the glass door way. I chuckled softly seeing the feathers from the pillows everywhere, the broken headboard, one of the collapsed beams. We really did a number on our bed. I walked into the bathroom and grabbed a robe and covered myself with it. I brushed my teeth and my hair. Looking into the mirror reminiscing of the previous nights activities.

"How badly are you hurt?" Emmett asked in a monotone voice coming up from behind me. I looked at him in the mirror and raised an eyebrow at him.

"What?"

He lifted one of the robes sleeves revealing a blueing bruise shaped like his fingers on the skin of my arm. I looked at it incredulously. Wow, I didn't even realize those were there.

"I'm fine honestly." I said turning and putting my hands onto his chest.

"No, (Y/n), look." Emmett pulled the upper part of the robe down to my shoulder revealing some more bruising on my skin. "I can't tell you how sorry I am..." He said sadly looking at the marks. "I promised I would never hurt you."

I quickly fixed the robe and looked back up at him.

"You didn't. I didn't even know those were there. So clearly they're not that bad." I attempted to reassure him but he walked away from me and back into the bedroom. "Honey, I'm fine. Really."

"Don't say your fine." He responded sadly. "Just don't..." He took a seat on the chest in front of the bed.

"No, no. Don't do that. Don't ruin this." I said desperately.

"I already ruined it." He huffed looking up at me. I climbed onto his lap and ran my fingers through his hair.

"Look at me," I pulled his chin, meeting his eyes. "Look how happy I am. I've never lied to you and I won't start now. I know how much I can handle. I promise you, I am not hurt."

"You should be furious with me. I broke my promise and yet this time it's even worse. There's actual marks on you." He pointed out angrily.

"We knew this was going to be tricky, right?... I thought we did amazing." Emmett had a small smirk come to the corner of his lips. "I mean, it was amazing for me." I smirked at him. He looked up at me and shook his head with a small smile.

"Are you worried that I didn't enjoy myself?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I know it's not the same for you. But for a human, I can't imagine that it gets any better than that." I laughed.

Emmett stood up wrapping my legs around his waist.

"Last night, was easily the best night of my existence." He whispered softly. He kissed me passionately until he set me on my feet and pulled away. I scrunched up my face.

"You're not going to touch me again, are you?" I stated, knowing him all to well. He tried to stroke my cheek with a small smirk on his face. "Oh, you know that's not what I meant." I gave him a pointed expression.

"I'm going to make you breakfast." He kissed my forehead and quickly walked away.

I huffed and rolled my eyes.

The next almost two weeks of our honeymoon was good. We spent time playing chess, we swam, we explored the island, I tried seducing him with the lingerie Alice had packed. Yet we still didn't have sex again. He was very good at ignoring my many attempts. I knew he was now too afraid to hurt me. Yet, I wanted him still. Like this. He wasn't hurting me physically. But it did start to hurt. It started to become a mental hurt.

One night I dreamed we were on the beach, playing chess and I had finally won a game against him. We laughed and he threw the board, jumping over to me and we sat in each other's arms, kissing passionately. The whole thing felt so real. I woke up with tears on my face. Emmett shaking me gently.

"(Y/n)? Were you having a nightmare?" He pulled me close to him and held me gently.

"No." I answered him simply.

"Then what's wrong?" He turned me over to look at him.

"It was just a dream... A really good dream." I replied sadly.

"Then why are you crying?" He looked at me sweetly.

"Because... because I wanted it to be real." I sighed, a few more tear's falling.

"Tell me." Emmett gently wiped my eyes.

I grabbed the back of his neck and brought his lips down to mine, lifting my hips up to his.

"(Y/n), I can't." He groaned into our kiss.

"Please, just try." I whined softly.

Emmett's eyes looked back into mine. He couldn't resist any longer and he leaned down kissing me once again. Rolling us over so I was on top of him.