BPOV
I stared at him for what seemed an eternity, my heart pounding.
Carlisle… is in love with me?
The words wouldn't make sense in my head. I thought of Esme again, and everything he had just said to me, and I suddenly remembered something.
"Wait, you said… you said that Rose left because of Alice's vision? Did she see this? Do they know?" I babbled, stalling for time on my answer to Carlisle's question.
He looked frustrated, but answered me anyway.
"Yes. Alice saw us. They know how I feel, except for Edward. The others left to be with him, but they weren't intending to tell him."
I blinked, taking all of this in.
"Isabella, please…" Carlisle pleaded again. "I can't stand it. Please, talk to me."
What did he expect me to say? I didn't know what to think, let alone tell him. A rage of emotions were whirling inside me, from guilt and loss and an ache for Edward that refused to go away, to the new feelings that were rising to the surface, begging connection with this vampire standing before me.
What did I feel? What did I want?
I closed my eyes and listened to my heart. A rush of memories flooded through me, of Carlisle and Edward all muddled up together.
When I opened my eyes again, I knew there was no going back from this.
"Carlisle," I said, voice shaking. "I… I do feel… I… please… kiss me…"
I wasn't certain, but it was enough for him. He breathed out his tension and scooped me up into his arms, kissing me again. It was heavenly. Blissful.
The best feeling I had ever felt.
And that was when I knew.
I knew he was right. What he had said was true. I felt more passion for him than I had ever felt for Edward, much as it pained me to admit it to myself.
Was I really his mate?
I had a hard time believing that. He was… god-like. Stunning. The most beautiful soul I had ever known. I was… well, me. Clumsy, plain old me.
How could it be that I was meant for this wonderful man?
He intensified the kiss, and I felt myself gasp against his lips as his tongue slipped inside my mouth.
Oh God, he tasted delicious!
Passion flooded through me, and my hands began moving of their own accord, grabbing at him and pulling him hard against me. He moaned at this, bringing his hands up to cup my cheeks and then tangle themselves in my hair roughly, locking my mouth against his as he continued to kiss me with everything he had.
Feral instinct coursed through my veins. Suddenly I wanted this man like nothing else in this world. I felt things I had never felt before; a desire to know him, possess him, please him, love him. Hell, I even wanted to lock him away and keep him from the rest of the world, mine and mine alone.
A vague voice in the back of my head told me that this was confirming his words precisely – I was awakening to the instinctual urges that came from knowing he was mine. My mate. My soulmate.
"Carlisle…" I breathed, between kisses, "I need you… want you… oh God, I think I love you…"
His head snapped back, and there was such joy in his eyes it took my breath away. Then, before I could even blink, he had picked me up and all but flung me on the rug in the middle of the floor, his body pressing down on mine, and his mouth bruising my lips with intense hunger.
I moaned as I felt his arousal push hard against my core. I knew then that I wanted him to claim me as his mate, more than anything I had ever wanted in my life, or ever would.
"Please…" I gasped, and his eyes turned completely onyx, swimming with desire.
"Isabella…" he smiled, and then, everything went hazy and intense, as he buried his face in my neck and ripped at my clothes, stripping me of my shirt and jeans in seconds. I gasped, eyes trying to focus on him as my own hands moved to his body. He still had his coat on; I yanked it off his shoulders and he shrugged it off, scarf as well, groaning as I balled his blue shirt into my fists and pulled him into another kiss, gazing up at him longingly. He looked down at me, now clad in nothing but my simple underwear, and he let out a shaky breath.
"You are so beautiful…"
I unbuttoned him, fumbling with the last couple and giving a hiss of frustration as I struggled to yank his shirt off him. He chuckled, peppering my neck and shoulder in kisses to calm me down.
"I want you too," he smiled into my ear softly, tickling it with his breath.
There was a blurry flash, and I looked up to see him hovering over me, palms on the floor either side of my head, naked but for his boxers.
I breathed ragged breaths as I took in his glorious chest, the muscles in his arms, and the look of adoration on his gorgeous face.
Our faces were inches apart, lingering in an intense gaze as we silently spoke to each other. We wanted each other. We belonged to each other.
How had I not known this before?
"Bella…" he said gently, kissing my nose. "Is this what you want?"
I nodded vigorously. "Yes!" I breathed, eyes pleading. He smiled.
"Are you sure? Once I let go with you, I won't be able to stop…"
Oh, thank you, sweet Lord!
All the frustration I had felt with Edward ebbed out of me as I delighted in the knowledge that Carlisle was not afraid to love me.
"Good!" I exclaimed before I could stop myself, and captured his mouth with mine. A growl erupted from his throat, and then his hands were everywhere, his body pressing down hard against mine. We writhed and groaned, ecstasy rippling through us as we lost ourselves in kissing and exploring each other. Carlisle's hands seemed to touch every inch of me, and far from feeling the icy cold of his skin, I felt only the heat pooling inside me wherever his fingers traced.
"Carlisle," I sighed into his mouth, causing him to hiss.
"You're mine," he snarled, in a deliciously sexy way, and his head moved down from my face, hovering for a moment as his eyes took in my body, before he shredded my bra and took my breasts in his mouth.
I cried out, fisting my hands in his hair. Unbelievably good sensations rocked my entire body, coupled with a giddy joy that made me feel high.
His tongue licked at my nipples, and every now and then he would lightly graze them with his teeth, causing me to shudder and writhe beneath him, whimpering and moaning. Each noise and movement that I made only increased his fervour, and his hands turned rougher, pinching and grabbing at my flesh as his mouth captured one of my breasts hungrily, and then the other.
I arched my back in delight, enjoying every moment of the worship he lavished upon me, until he eventually paused, gazing up at me and taking my breath away with the intensity of lust in his eyes. He smiled a wicked grin, and moved further down my body. I shuddered and gasped as he hooked his fingers into my panties and pulled them down slowly, getting as far as my knees before surrendering to his impatience and ripping them in two.
Before I could register him doing even that, his head was between my thighs, his tongue darting inside me, doing incredible things to me.
"Oh God, Carlisle!" I screamed, hips bucking against his face. He growled softly and pressed his mouth hard against my core, moving his tongue in a circling motion before licking and sucking at my throbbing clit. I threw my head back and moaned in sheer delight. This man was going to be the death of me!
Just as I thought this couldn't get any better, he replaced his tongue with his finger, curling it up inside me and hitting a spot I never even knew existed. I screamed his name, grinding my hips against his hand, and he kissed my thighs, slipping another finger inside, and then another.
Holy fuck.
He moved with vampire speed inside me, watching my thrashing and moaning with desire, before dipping his head to lap at me again. I felt heat rushing to my core, and a wave of incredible pleasure began to build, causing me to pant and gasp for breath.
"Oh, God, Carlisle… I'm so close… oh, yes… please… Carlisle!"
His tongue plunged deep inside me again and sent the most amazing sensations through me. I bucked and writhed before exploding with a scream.
"Carlisle! Oh God, yes!" I cried as he sent my first orgasm crashing through me, causing my entire body to flush and tingle.
He continued to lick and play with me until I had ridden out my pleasure, before slowly raising his head to look at me with a lazy smile.
"You taste incredible," he sighed, licking his lips.
I sat up, looking down at the gorgeous vampire lying in my lap.
"I love you," was all I could manage, and he grinned, before moving quickly to his knees so that he could take my face in his hands and kiss me.
"And I love you, Isabella Swan."
His mouth moved down to my neck, nibbling playfully. I smiled, wrapping my arms around his delectable body, then gasped and cried out.
He bit into my neck, hard.
Marking me.
I felt the oozing of blood trickle out, and moaned as I felt the tip of his tongue trace over the small wound he had inflicted, licking up my sweet nectar.
This action turned me on so much; I don't know what came over me. The next thing I knew I was grabbing at Carlisle and pushing him down onto the floor, seizing the material of his boxers and pulling them off in one swift motion. Lust washed over me in a haze as I took in his huge, hard, erect length, and I bent down to lick him teasingly, relishing the sounds he made as I did so.
"Christ, Isabella, oh fuck!"
The profanities spilling from his lips turned me on further still. I licked my lips and took him in my mouth, enjoying the taste of him as I got used to the feeling of him between my lips. Despite my inexperience, I allowed myself to be bold, and began to suck and hum in a way that I thought would be the most pleasing to him. I seemed to be doing okay, because he began to moan loudly and tangle his hands in my hair.
After a while I paused to pleasure him with my hand, watching his face in fascination as he expressed his heady bliss. I returned my mouth to him, combining licks and sucks with my fingers, and he cried out my name over and over.
"Isabella! Oh God, don't stop… yes! Fuck, you're amazing… Oh God, I'm going to cum…"
He came hard in my mouth, his icy cold seed shooting into my mouth and hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed him, licking every last delicious drop from his tip.
I moved up his body, until I was nose to nose with him. I was hungry for him.
Hungry for more.
"Make love to me…" I begged. His lust-filled eyes darkened and he bruised my mouth once more, flipping us over so that I was beneath him. I could feel his erection growing hard again, and gasped as it brushed against me, slipping between my thighs. Carlisle moaned into my mouth, our tongues colliding and his hands all over me.
"I want you so much," he breathed. 'Never in all my centuries have I ever wanted anyone or anything as much as I want you, Isabella…"
I felt him at my entrance, and groaned. "Please… I want you so much too..."
He began to push inside of me, slowly.
"This may hurt for a moment," he whispered, the lust temporarily giving way to gentleness as he finally took my virginity. I flinched at the sudden pain, and he pushed all the way inside, before stopping and allowing me to adjust to his size.
The pain subsided, and I was felt with the delicious feeling of being completely and utterly filled. I ground my hips against him, silently telling him it was okay to move now.
And move he did.
The thrusts were slow and sensuous at first, but I knew from the look on his face that this would not last long. Moments passed, and he quickly became more feral once again, his thrusts increasing in speed and force until he was growling wildly and slamming into me again and again. I was screaming and writhing, my hips rising and falling in rhythm with his to meet each thrust. He pounded into me, murmuring my name over and over again, until we both neared our second climax.
He bit down into my neck again, sucking slightly on the blood that trickled out. I cried out in ecstasy; it felt so erotic when he did that!
"Cum with me, Isabella…" he hissed, moving inside me with inhuman speed now. I cried and moaned, feeling my orgasm building and building, growing unbearably closer…
It was too much for me to bear. Out of breath and tensed up beyond belief, I felt the pleasure slipping away again. Carlisle sensed the change in me, and I felt him move his hand downwards. I gasped as his finger hit my clit, rubbing it as he continued to pound in and out of me passionately.
"Do you like this, Isabella?" he growled, nipping at my ear. "Do you like to be fucked hard like this, you deliciously dirty little girl?"
"Oh fuck, yes… Carlisle! Fuck me harder, faster!" I squealed, a fresh shot of arousal bringing me back to my brink at his dirty talk.
"As you wish, my love," he replied, biting the surface of my skin again. "Become one with me, Isabella… mate with me… mine… you are mine…"
"Carlisle!"
My orgasm hit me so hard I almost passed out. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my core and radiated throughout my entire body, leaving my head floating and my limbs weightless. Carlisle tensed and yelled out my name, and I felt the cold venom shoot inside me, stream after stream entering me, becoming part of me.
We lay entwined for what seemed like hours, but that in reality was probably only a matter of minutes. Our laboured breathing returned to normal, my hammering heart slowing to an almost-regular beat, and we gazed into each other's eyes, loss in sheer bliss and happiness.
I was so glad that I had given myself to Carlisle, and Carlisle alone.
"I love you," I whispered. He kissed me.
"I love you too."
The heady scent of him mingled with the scent of our lovemaking. He trailed his fingers through my hair and over the mark he had created on my neck. The mark that showed the world I was his, forever.
"Turn me," I whispered. His eyes darkened again.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. I want to be yours forever, Carlisle. I want to be your true mate, in every way possible. Don't make me wait. Please…"
A brief flicker of turmoil crossed his perfect features, before his face broke into a smile.
"Damn the consequences," he muttered, and leaned in towards me. My heart missed a beat.
Was this really happening?
I gasped as his teeth bit through the skin on the other side of my neck, and then again and again, leaving burning marks all over my body as he bit me in as many places as he dared, licking each wound to seal in his venom as it leaked into me and began to roil wildly in my veins. Occasionally I would feel him linger at a point, sucking a little blood from me and sighing in pleasure. I felt myself slipping away, succumbing to the burning and the pain.
"Carlisle…" I mumbled, between pained cries. He looked down at me, agonised that he was causing me this pain, but at the same time overjoyed that he finally had his true mate, forever and always. He kissed me, hands roaming over my body to try and appease some of the pain with a tidal wave of fresh pleasure.
A car drew up outside, and I was vaguely aware of Carlisle cursing.
"Charlie."
He flashed around the room, gathering up our shredded clothes and any trace that we had ever been there. I felt him lift me into his arms and speed from the house, moving into across the miles in a matter of seconds.
It burned… it burned…
But I could withstand it, I knew. For the joy in my dying heart was soaring.
As the blackness and the burning claimed me, my last thought as a living human was of Carlisle, and how much I was looking forward to our new life together.
Damn the consequences.
I rejoiced, that I finally had my happy ending, and would do so, now, for all eternity.
THE END
Thank you so much for reading and reviewing! If you enjoy Bella and Carlisle together, then you might want to check out my other, longer story, Bella's Heart Song. More Bellisle stories and one-shots coming soon…