Cullen Family Secret
Carlisle's Perspective
Today was another hard day at work as usual at the hospital. The influenza spread in Chicago kept me busy day in and out. It frustrated me as a vampire to have to have to come home and rest when I didn't need to. There were just too many people that needed to be saved. Nights at my apartment were lonely and I would stare out my window hoping that he would make it. That he would stay alive until the next day, next hour so I could see him for the last time. Edward.
The first time that I laid eyes on him I was at a loss for words. He came in along with his mother with a high fever, coughing and having trouble breathing. He looked up at me with eyes filled of longing and vulnerability. His mother was unfortunately far worse off than her son. I was careful to keep a close watch on the two of them.
During my shifts at work I would steal glances at his face. His skin was smooth and pale, but fragile from sickness. His eyes were dull, but still glistening in the moonlight. Eyelashes would flutter lazily open and shut gazing at me from a distance. His bronze colored hair was tussled and slicked from sweat. His moist lips would part slightly, emitting his sweet shallow breath. His strong stench pulsated in my nostrils. Without all my years of experience, that smell alone could overwhelm my desire to protect human life. That feeling burned an empty hole through my chest.
"Do what others are not able to do for him," his mother Elizabeth called out in the night. That was all I needed to hear. Her bodily functions were rapidly failing as I held her gently and promised her I would. Years of love and devotion to her son were spilling out of her eyes. She let out a gasp of air before falling back lifeless and still. I called the nurse to take care of her remains. I closed my eyes in grief and heard the shallow breathing of Edward in the distance.
I approached Edward's beside with great apprehension and fear. The man lay sleeping soundly, his belly rising and falling slowly. His body wasn't fighting and clutching for life as much now. It was soon going to have to declare defeat against its strong viral enemies. It was all just a matter of time before his shallow breath drew to a still. I stared at the handsome man with contemplation remembering my promise. It was immediate the mental torment augmenting in my head. The yearning and resisting of deforming his soul into a blood frenzied demon. To finally end all feelings of loneliness through those long nights. It was time.
"Edward," I said in a firm voice whispering into his ear. "You are being relocated to another section of the hospital for reexamination. Please try to lift yourself onto the stretcher." Edward awoke battling his eyelashes slowly and nodded. His actions weak, sluggish and lethargic. His eyes staring up at me with kindness. If only he knew that I was declaring him deceased in his paperwork while he got positioned on the stretcher. With as much sick patients coming through these doors, there will be little notice.
I wheeled Edward to my private office, just missing another doctor pass me. Edward was fighting to keep his eyelids open and observe with gentle features. I brought him over to the examination table and helped to lay him down gently. I looked at his smooth features
and cupped my hand around his jaw.
"I'm so sorry," was all I could sneak in before my voice cracked. I lunged forward in a quick, sudden attack and bit down hard on his neck. The sudden rush of his blood, his scent was inconceivable, overwhelming. His blood erased all sense of being into oblivion. The blood surged through my system focusing itself on my rising erection. I could feel the writhing body of Edward underneath, shedding from his weakened body to a stronger replacement. His muscles tightened and clenched. His eyes and mouth open wide in shock.
I pulled back impossibly with immense difficulty and self control. Edward's epileptic movements frenzied in pain as venom surged through his body. Screams were emitted, as his arms were searching for the nearest thing to clutch. His eyes rolled wildly then focused on my erection. With supernatural strength, I was pinned down to the ground as the tiles underneath me cracked from the force. His eyes were unrelenting, determined. His strong arms interlocked mine with his hair overlapping his face. My attempt at resistance was useless against his firm grip.
Instantaneously, my mouth was covered in his the fiery breath as his tongue lapped mine. His fingers pulled my hair passionately with force. The kiss was long, hard and fierce. A lesser human would have died from suffocation. His desperate hands clawed wildly at my clothes and flesh, as I was flipped over hard with my face and knees to the floor. My hands were frantically secured together at my back with my leather belt. My smooth muscular body was exposed for the taking. Hands possessively held me close as he penetrated deep inside me hard and fast. I grimaced at the pain and the force of his actions. His motions savage with deep thrusts. His head and body moved wantonly without control or refinement. There was just pure need. Need to relinquish the writhing pain and longing delving deep inside both of us. To release it.
Our breathing was frantic coming in at short gasps. My eyes rolled back when his hand griped my member and started to stroke it furiously. It was hot from the friction and overwhelming sensation. He untied the leather belt around my hands and forced me to stand up with my torso on my desk, knocking down books and papers. He then took my leather belt and began whipping it hard against my butt cheek, making my back arch in pleasure. The loud snaps were deafening alongside our panting and heaving. His fingers pulled at my golden hair into a passionate and hungry kiss. Our bodies so close and untamed. He then continued to enter me from behind, as my torso lay on the hard desk.
Our savage passion continued for the rest of the weekend until the burning and fiery sensation cooled down within Edward's body. As Edward pulled out, we laid there silent without words. Edward was now a newborn vampire, which meant that he was going to be significantly stronger than me. That didn't matter to me. I had a companion now to care and confide in, and the responsibility to teach him a new way of life.