A/N: Hey there! Sorry I haven't updated, I moved back in with my parents until my new apartment in San Diego is finished which won't be till august. Thank you all for reading this, I can see that people have read this story. Sadly I don't have a beta but if you review I won't be sad anymore!
Once again I don't own Twilight but I do own an underground city in the 19th century. ;)
Warning: Contains a lemon and some fairly foul language towards the end. Don't say I never warned you!
Chapter 2: Training Day
Bpov
I sat across from Edward in the carriage. He was still staring at me as though I were a ghost. I sighed aloud for the hundredth time, I knew people treated me differently as a result of my father but I had hoped Edward wasn't one of them. "Bella… you knew I was coming today?" He spoke up for the first time in about twenty minutes. I looked up into his intense expression and felt the unfamiliar warmth in the pit of my stomach and the rare blush across my face (a feature which was becoming not so rare around him).
"No. I knew I was meeting a man but I had no idea what your name was or even what you looked like." He ran a nervous hand through his already wild bronze- brown hair.
"If it wasn't me….Would you have greeted him the same way, you greeted me?" He looked embarrassed for asking me such a question. I was confused for a moment and then remembered the crotch grabbing and me licking his lower lip, I felt a tad angry, "I'm not a hussy or harlot Edward!" I hissed.
He looked slightly taken aback but at the same time relieved. "I know you aren't…" his eyes took on the dark lustful look again." Tell me sweet Bella, how long does it take to get to the training grounds…" The wetness between my legs became a puddle. "Oh about an hour at this rate; two if we slow down." Edward smiled a heavenly crooked grin and poked his head out of the carriage and called out to Billy. "Sir, milady has a slight stomach ache can we please slow the carriage?" The carriage came to a slower trot and Edward slinked across the seats and placed a searing kiss on my lips.
I pushed him away lightly before straddling his hips and allowing his hands to come up my sides holding myself to him. We both broke away from exploring the other's mouth, gasping for the oxygen our lungs so required. I leaned close and whispered in his ear, "You drive me wild. I wish you could be inside me…" he growled and flipped me so that I lay on my back vertical along the plush leather seat. He slowly pulled away and sat in front of me on his knees. "Sweet vixen, today I will mark you as mine." He whispered. Slowly he lifted my dress up over my hips exposing my sex to him and placed a finger at my entrance. Thank Zeus, I'd chosen not to wear any undergarments due to the stifling heat. He noticed this as well and instantly groaned, muttering something about how I'd be the reason for his death. I spread my knees for him and he swiftly placed his fingers there while covering my mouth with his. I moaned into his mouth as he slowly fingered me. It was the sweetest torture; I began to buck my hips to meet his thrusts as he slowly added another and another finger. Finally he began to rub furiously earning muffled screams from me. My back arched and he removed his mouth allowing me to suck up the air greedily. He slowed his efforts as I whimpered wanting and needing some sort of release. Without warning he removed his fingers and thrust his member into me. I bit into his naked shoulder. (When did he get naked? I wondered to myself. My dress lay somewhere on the carriage floor along with his trousers)
He began thrusting relentlessly into me not allowing enough time for the pain to ebb away. The horrendous pain was followed by an even more severe pain and then just as I thought nothing could be worse he slowed and the terror was replaced by sheer pleasure and ecstasy.
I had only ever masturbated once and I recalled that I had actually shot cum from myself in a small stream of liquid. I now recalled this detail and tried to tell Edward to stop, it would be embarrassing if I squirted him; but before I could get even a syllable out he went all the faster, changing our position so that my right leg was thrown over his shoulder and my left leg bent to my chest. "Uung… Cum for me Bella… Bella…" he growled. I felt the over powering release coming and I knew I would inevitably wet him and he'd hate me forever. "Edward… Edward… uung… Baby…" He rubbed my clit and I moaned his name before releasing a steady stream onto his pelvis, the force of which pushed him out of me completely. He looked shocked to say the least and as tired as I suddenly felt, I was sure his eyes showed nothing but tenderness. He leaned over slowly and whispered, "Sleep my goddess."
I awoke to see a pair of brown eyes staring me down. I sat up and the eyes, I could see, belonged to my mother. Was it all a dream then? Was I really no longer a virgin? Where was Edward? "Mom?"
"Shhhh, don't worry honey. Your father sent for me as soon as he saw that you had passed out from the heat. He even has taken Edward in for questioning…"
"WHAT!" I practically roared. I jumped up and looked around for my clothes. I was dressed in a blue silk nightgown and matching cloak before she could get out another word. It wasn't a dream. He really did take my virginity; he really did call me his goddess. I felt warm all over despite the coolness of the city. The light outside was dimming and I knew I had very little time if my dad was doing what I thought he was doing. 'Questioning' usually involved some form of torture. My mom, Renee, liked to pretend that he actually asked a question but I knew better. I'd seen him torture spy's to death and I'd even been taught how to use the cattle brand to torture someone to death. My first and only victim had been Jessica Stanley; daughter to an official of the royal Cullen court, the same official who gave the order that all people give up their eldest daughters to be examined for being given in marriage to Prince Edward Cullen. Those daughters who weren't chosen would be given away to other men in the army or royal court and the last ones become concubines to said men. My father's men kidnapped her and wrote a letter stating that if the law wasn't repealed all the officials daughters would end up like Jessica. They returned her burnt body the next day. I cried all night from having to burn her forehead with the insignia, I couldn't disembowel her or even slap her around. All I could do was strip her down and pour the oil on her body. I thought then that my father was simply going to return her naked and oiled but he handed me the iron stick that was glowing red on one end and pointed to her forehead. When I did it, her scream sent chills through my spine. I couldn't use the knife to cut her open as my father tried to get me to do so he just set her oiled body on fire and left the room.
I couldn't let that happen to Edward. He can't die like that.
I rushed through the forest, realizing that when my mother came to get me she hadn't taken me home but moved me into my father's office at the back of the camp. I rushed straight to the heart of camp hearing whistles and cat calls as I ran. The men probably didn't recognize me in this light or else they wouldn't have called out to me like that. I fell multiple times but at last made it to the branding pit. Sitting just outside of it was Edward and next to him sat Jacob Black; Billy Black's son and my worst enemy.
For some strange reason, he was under the misconception that when my father passed away, he would be the general and I would be his pretty little bitch.
Edward looked worse for wear and tired beyond belief but upon seeing me he brightened up and flashed me his brilliant crooked smile. I straightened my back and walked proudly towards him and held out my hand for him to take ignoring whatever it was Jacob was saying. Edward stood slowly staring into my eyes and leaned down closer to my face allowing his manly smell to encapsulate me before placing a passionate kiss on my lips and wrapping his arms tightly around my waist bringing my body flush against his.
A/N: Duh duh duh (scary music in background) Sooo what did you think? I'm not sure if I'm going to get rid of Jacob or make him a good guy or a bad guy or… I don't know and maybe I will bring in Mike Newton. Reviews make for faster updates!
