AN: Hello my wonderful readers/reviewers!

Before I give you your wild, smutty, hunting lemon, I just want to say thanks to my vampire reviewers. Why are they vampires? Because they are made of something that is better than awesome and since the only thing better than awesome are vampires then my reviewers are made of vampires and thus are vampires.

That my dears is sophistic reasoning. Not to be confused with sophisticated.

For those of you, who have humanitarian tendencies; please remember that Bella and Edward don't. It's something to be grateful for considering you don't want a humanitarian vampire anywhere near you. This chapter will have them snacking on all sorts of yummy exotic animals. If you don't want to read about the death of these animals go away and don't come back 'til the next chapter.

Without further ado…

…Hunting! (Or Multiple Personality Disorder)

Edward:

We were running through the forest, I was running slightly behind her, holding myself back as I took in the view.

And what a view it was. Bella was magnificent when she ran; her beautiful, creamy legs eating up the distance, exposed by short denim shorts. Wearing my shirt. No shoes on her feet and her hair blown about by the wind.

She was wild, a forest nymph, freed of all constraints.

And I was the one who set her free.

I had never realised how her human clumsiness had held her back, irritated her.

I had found it endearing, enjoying the fact that I could use it as an excuse to hold her in my arms.

But if her clumsiness was cute then her equilibrium was very…erotic.

She laughed, the music of her voice echoing through the forest.

It was a joyous sound. I smiled, fiercely proud of the fact that my glorious wife was happy, that I had made her happy. I had sometimes despaired of ever seeing her smile genuinely and without any doubts of my devotion to her and the fact that she was worthy of being mine.

But now she knew, she had no more doubts, no more fears.

And neither did I.

I had what I wanted and it was better than I had ever imagined. My Bella was bound to me so securely that no one would ever be able to part us.

I watched her stiffen and change course. In an instant I smelled what she smelled.

Panthers. Two of them.

I felt my breathing speed up as I drew even with Bella. Mountain lions might be my favourite but panthers had more fight in them and came in a close second. Their flavour was much more exotic than mountain lions. They had a smoky, spicy flavour to them that was exquisite. They had a very sultry taste to them whereas mountain lions were less pretentious. Mountain lions were like lamb stew compared to a gourmet meal. Gourmet was nice for special occasions but you soon get tired of it.

This was definitely a special occasion. I was on an extended second honeymoon with my gorgeous, insatiable wife.

I hadn't had panther in ages and it would be Bella's first time trying it. I was eager to see what she thought of it.

Bella:

Running was so much fun!

Feeling the wind in my hair was such a liberating feeling. It felt like I was flying.

No wonder Edward loved to run.

I caught a glorious scent just then. Not as good as human but still appetizing.

It was exotic, like the food I'd sometimes had at the expensive restaurants in Seattle that Edward had taken me to. I followed it; intrigued. I had never smelt anything like t before.

I was running faster now, the trail was stronger; spurring me on.

Ninety percent of my concentration was on my prey, the hunt, letting loose and allowing my vampiric instincts to take over.

The ten percent of my mind that was not focused on the hunt was the part of me that was with Edward; monitoring him, cataloguing his divine scent, the way he ran, the sound of his breathing-everything about him.

With anyone else I wouldn't have spared them a thought. They would have been catalogued under 'potential competition' and ignored unless they did anything to distract me.

The closer I got, the stronger the scent became. I became more focused; deadly. Poetry in motion.

Within seconds I was bearing down on my prey. Two of them I hazily realised.

The scent fanned the flames in my throat to white hot heat, venom pooled and I started to snarl quietly, realising what I was doing I quickly stopped.

In a flash I was on the back of my prey, gripping into it's midnight fur with my steely grip, my teeth cutting into it's jugular, hot, smoky blood flooding my mouth and streaming down my throat, soothing the ache, extinguishing the fire for a moment.

My mind was a chaotic whirl of images and impressions. Scents, sights, sounds, sensations and tastes.

It was better than anything I'd ever tasted before. Better than mountain lions.

It had a flavour reminiscent of char-grill and Eastern food. Except rather than igniting the fire it put it out.

The felling of blood running down my throat never failed to bring out the vampire in me. All my senses were enhanced and I lost all control of my humanity.

I turned around to find my next meal only to be assaulted by the most delectable scent in the world.

A thousand times better than anything else I had ever smelled. Venom instantly flooded my mouth as I returned to the hunt…

Edward:

Bella was so beautiful.

Feline, predatory, wild, free.

I watched as she pounced on the colossal black cat. It was easily twice her size and yet she drained it with such ease.

I took down the male, all the while watching my mate as she drank.

The blood instead of distracting me from the sight of her actually intensified the erotic sight before me. It was the first time I had ever killed while she did. It was…beyond description.

She suddenly stood, stiffening as she straightened up staring straight at me.

Her eyes were endless pools of darkness, despite the fact that she'd just drunk.

She was covered in blood, her clothes torn from where the panther had clawed her.

Dark. Dangerous.

My instincts rose to the surface as I too stood, dropping the carcass from my grasp. Looking down at her arrogantly-almost condescendingly. Who was this little girl to challenge me?

Dimly I realised that this wasn't me thinking; it was the vampire inside me. I wasn't this chauvinistic vampire who was so dismissive of my sun, the centre of my universe.

However the majority of me didn't actually care. I had rarely allowed Bella to see this dominating side of me and I had discovered I liked bossing her around.

I liked the way she would rebel. The flash of fire in her eyes as she defied me and the way she succumbed to me. I loved the fact that she would only ever submit to me and I to her.

No man but myself would ever command her like I did; no man would ever have her willing devotion but myself.

And no woman would ever have power over me in the way she did. She could ask me to travel to the deepest circle of hell and I would, simply to see her smile.

She jumped, pouncing on me as if she thought I was her prey.

Silly girl.

I caught her in my arms and growled at her. Though I wasn't opposed to the idea of her dominating me I didn't think she'd learned her lesson yet. And right now there was no way I was going to let any one, not even my Bella, gain the upper hand. My vampire instincts were too strong.

When I had been a human I had been very independent. My parents had raised me to be capable of doing everything for myself.

When I became a vampire the need to be independent intensified and when I met Bella, she had stirred up my dormant desire to dominate. I was unsure as to whether it was normal for a vampire to feel this way about his mate or whether it was my latent urges from my human life. Perhaps a combination of both. I had always thought that my feelings for Bella were much more intense because of her humanity and fragile nature.

That and the fact that she could choose, and that she might not choose me.

Whenever she had left to visit the dog. I had always had the urge to run off with her, take her deep into the forests and then to take myself deep into her, to stake my claim on her and to take her again and again until she wept with pleasure and swore that she would never love anyone but me and only me for eternity.

I felt a snarl of fury rip through my chest as I remembered that she had loved that mongrel. I remembered how she had cried and cried for him all through the night.

The good, kind part of me had understood. That Edward had held her through the night, had watched his mortal enemy and hoped for his recovery, for her sake.

This Edward was wild, fierce and possessive; infuriated by the fact that she had loved another, kissed another, let someone else into her heart-her heart was his.

I was out of control. The memories, the old wounds, the bloodlust, Bella…

It was too much.

I pushed her down against the forest floor, within seconds I had her shorts off her and had freed myself from the constraints of my jeans and had pushed myself into her.

I heard her shocked gasps as I began to thrust using all of my vampiric speed.

All that was left of my control went into not hurting her, that part of me was relieved when her shocked gasps turned into pleasured cries as I let loose the monster within me…

Bella:

It was shocking.

I had never seen Edward like this.

So…so…terrifying, wild and angry.

So very like a vampire.

The human Bella in me was petrified, this was the reason Edward had always insisted he was a monster. This was what he had never wanted her-me-to see.

I wasn't certain what had infuriated him so much that he had all but forced himself on me, and to tell the truth I didn't much care.

It was fucking hot.

The vampire in me was responding to his vicious thrusts, almost revelling in his possession of her, of me.

Once again I found myself terrified of myself and of Edward.

I had thought that over the course of my first year I had come to grips with the vampire inside me. And I had…to an extent.

But never had I been exposed to this…brutality. The sheer animalism of vampire mating.

Hell I hadn't even known that there was a difference between vampire and human sex except for the fact that vampires didn't get tired and there was no chance of them getting pregnant or STDs.

This was so thrilling, so sensual and so depraved.

It appears that Edward has corrupted me after all. Seduced me; just like in vampire stories.

And just like in the stories I didn't care.

He had taken my virginity, my humanity, my life…

And then he had given me love.

And fucking.

Shit.

I felt him thrust into me roughly again, not quite using all his strength. The human Bella in me rejoiced, knowing he could never truly hurt me physically.

But I could faintly remember a night of glory followed by bruising the day after.

I remember the unbearable pleasure evoked by his powerful thrusts though at the time he had been so careful, so gentle…

Now I was more durable and I wanted it all. No matter what the pain. I wanted that pleasure imprinted on my memory so that it would never fade away.

"Edward…" I moaned, bucking my hips up just as he thrust down into me making us both moan at the contact.

He snarled in response to my cry, I whimpered, barely able to form a coherent sentence. It took all my will power to choke out "Harder, please!"

He growled furiously and lost whatever vestiges of control he had left, pounding into me with unprecedented force, roughly filling me with so much power that I could swear I felt his thrusts all the way up in my throat.

It was painful, so painful…but so unbelievably pleasurable that I didn't notice.

The friction between us was so much so that it was like jamming a red hot poker inside me-but without the burn.

The fires of hell bringing the pleasures of heaven to the damned.

As he thrust into me his shaft rubbed against my clit; pulling me to dizzying heights.

I felt myself clench around him time and time again as he repeatedly brought me to my release.

Later, much, much later I would be shocked and amazed as I realised that he had brought me such intense pleasure simply by being himself.

Or at least; by being this most primal part of himself.

My moans, once quiet, were now fully fledged screams. I tried to move my arms to pull him closer to me, but he held me down; helpless against his strength.

He had never used his full strength on me before but he did now.

It was an odd sensation; to be under the power of the one you trusted more than anything else in the world while he seemed least worthy of that trust.

But of course, I would always trust him. He was the centre of my universe, the light of my life, my heart and soul…

My everything, my Edward.

This was what human Bella was reciting. Vampire Bella was doing everything in her power to encourage him in his wildness. She found it…arousing.

Finally, finally, he came and came hard, his fluids mixing with mine. In the past when he was feeling possessive or jealous he would dip his head down to the apex of my thighs and taste my essence mixed with his and tell me that he was the only one who would ever be a part of me, mixed with me, the only one who would ever taste me like that.

I didn't give him the chance. Both Bella's were in agreement for once though for very different reasons.

Run.

I took advantage of his moment of distraction and escaped the confines of his arms, running at top speed into the forest, hoping he would follow.

Edward:

I lay there, shocked for the longest time…

All of three seconds. It was probably a record or something.

She had ran. From me.

That had probably been the most intense orgasm I had ever had and when I had recovered from it she had been running, clothed only in my shirt-still twisted into a knot at the side-treating me to a magnificent view of her naked ass.

Venom filled my mouth as the most feral part of me was in complete agreement with my lustful teenage male hormones. I want a bite out of that.

I jumped up and chased after her, my better half wanting to sooth her and my monster wanting to do it all over again.

By the time I had caught up with her my shirt had come undone and covered her beautiful behind. The monster growled in frustration. It took me less than half a second to close the gap and remedy the situation.

She gasped and whirled, affording me a beautiful look at her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra. Fuck.

I growled and lunged. She dodged and took off into the forest, faster than I had ever seen her move before.

But not before I smelt the lingering scent of her arousal.

Hot damn!

I was after her like a shot, following her winding erratic path before coming to an abrupt halt. Her scent had disappeared…

No, not disappeared. My head snapped up and I look up the tree and a devilish smile spread across my face.

She had climbed the tree. But in doing so she had dragged her dripping wet cunt all the way up.

Fine. If she wanted to tease me into hunting her down then I would. And she will face the consequences when I catch her…

Bella:

I knew it was a really bad idea to tease Edward at this point, but I just couldn't help it!

After his little stunt with the shirt I had been dripping wet and in need of some serious friction. I hadn't even thought of the consequences when I had dragged myself all the way up the tree.

Then I had realised, paused… and then continued up.

Now I was flying through the trees at breakneck speed because I knew that when Edward caught up I'd be in serious trouble.

Vampire Bella was running to excite him further; she liked being chased and she knew he liked chasing her.

Human Bella was running because she was afraid that she wanted him to catch her up. She hated not knowing herself and enjoying things that she felt she shouldn't enjoy.

Human Bella was such a prude. The irony of this fact wasn't lost on me.

I heard the crunch of trees as he swung behind me, far enough away that I couldn't see him yet close enough to sense.

I was being hunted.

But considering it was Edward who was doing the hunting I was rather enjoying the feeing. It was…exhilarating.

I sped up, swinging and jumping from branch to branch with even greater rapidity, yet I could see everything with perfect clarity.

After a while I could no longer hear him and I paused; disappointed. Then continued at a leisurely pace.

What a wonderful mistake.

He was swift, silent and deadly.

He leapt on me, forcing me from the trees. His mouth at my neck, teeth bared, snarling playfully.

Just before I hit the ground he twisted us round to take the blow on his shoulders, arms locked tight around me.

So he's back in control. I thought wryly. Pity, I kind of like the unleashed animal Edward.

Within a fraction of a second he had me underneath him, holding my shoulders down with his arms and trapping my legs between his. Trapping me in his intimate embrace.

I trembled underneath him, knowing I was in for it. He didn't disappoint.

"Bella," he breathed "you are such a fucking dirty girl." I felt a lighting burning through my veins at his words. He might be in control but he hadn't reverted back to sweet Edward yet. I was grateful for this fact. Sweet Edward was nice but what woman would ever turn down possessive animal Edward? I loved sweet Edward, he appealed to me and engaged my mind but I lusted after raw Edward. He appealed to my most primal self. I had lived with sweet Edward for three years. I had a feeling he would be M.I.A for a while.

I whimpered involuntarily. I was anticipating my punishment, wondering what my husband's vicious imagination had come up with this time.

His smirk grew as the sound escaped me. He leaned forward and nipped at my throat, his smooth teeth tugging at the skin just hard enough to aggravate the skin without actually breaking it. I snarled at him. He laughed.

"Bella," he began again, "if you act like an animal I'm going to treat you like one, and you know," his smirk grew into a fully fledged grin "I'm ruthless when I hunt."

I shivered. I did know. It was such a turn on.

Suddenly he let me up. I looked at him, confused.

"Aren't you gonna run baby girl? Aren't you gonna try and get away from me? Aren't you gonna give me the satisfaction of chasing you down?" His whole expression was one of confidence, a smirk on his lips and a dangerous fire in his eyes.

I gulped nervously backing up one step. He took one step forwards.

I took another step back and he, with the dangerous flames flaring up in his eyes, took another forwards.

What's a girl to do? I turned tail and ran.

He was instantly in front of me. Grinning. Bastard.

The sun came down through the leaves of the trees and illuminated the bare, sculpted perfection that was his body.

I gulped again. Fucking sexy bastard. Fuck.

I wanted to jump his bones. I wanted him to jump mine more.

I backed off and ran in the opposite direction.

This time instead of appearing in front of me he was on my back, pushing me into the leaf litter, his teeth sinking into the back of my neck. What should have been terrifying and threatening was instead erotic and arousing.

I snarled and bucked against him. He growled; teeth still sunk in my neck, the vibrations causing an odd sensation, pleasurable and painful at the same time.

His arms were over mine, his hands pinning mine to the ground, his chest pressing my back down, his legs pushing mine apart and pinning them to the ground. His arousal was rubbing against my rear and my heat. I let out an angry sound; half aggravated, half petulant.

He let out a laughing growl, then, still holding me down, he thrust into me.

I screamed.

Edward:

If Bella wanted to be an animal then I would fuck her like one.

It was fun chasing her down, then pinning her to the ground. And her neck…

Just because she was a vampire didn't lessen my desire to sink my teeth into that luscious expanse of skin.

When I had stroked myself against her ass and cunt I had had a split second of indecision.

I was so tempted to shove it in her ass. To feel how tight she was around me that way…

But I changed my mind. I would save that for some other occasion. If I did it without warning it would hurt her too much. It didn't really fit the atmosphere. We were being animalistic, true, but I felt that fucking her in the ass was something dirty, to be saved for a dirty time.

Instead I shoved into her wet heat, still burning from the friction we created earlier.

She screamed and bucked into me wildly.

I knew the feeling.

She was so fucking tight.

After everything we'd done she still hadn't loosened up any.

It was the most amazing sensation.

She started screaming for more, screaming my name as I picked up my pace and slammed into her, over and over again, as fast and hard as I could.

She kept bucking into me and I felt my climax rushing towards me. She was already lost; I could feel it in the way she clenched around me. I changed the angle of my assault slightly, hitting the sweet spot hidden inside her and her screams became louder and more wanton as her second orgasm claimed her before the aftershocks of her first had ended.

I released her neck and she whipped her head round to catch me in a passionate kiss.

It was too much. I came violently inside her as I stared into her glorious eyes.

I flipped us around so that I was on my back and cradling her against me.

"Wow." She whispered, looking at me with awe filled eyes. "I married a sex god."

I started laughing and hugged her tighter to me. But there was still nice Edward inside me who was ashamed.

"Bella," I started hesitantly, "did I hurt you earlier?"

Her eyes widened and she shook her head vigorously.

"No Edward! Everything you did was good. No, amazing! You have no idea how good that felt! How good it made me feel!" She said it so vehemently, it was almost impossible to doubt her.

But still, doubt her I did.

"Even the first time?" I challenged "When I forced you?"

I had practically raped her. I knew she had enjoyed it but what if she hadn't? Would I have been able to stop? I was disgusted with myself.

Her eyes went wide. She grabbed my face between her hands and forced me to meet her eyes. "Edward," she started angrily "look." She forced her barrier down and her thoughts poured over me like a healing balm, allowing me to see how fine she was with it.

Edward I am your wife. I love you and anything you do to me is fine. I'll enjoy anything so long as you're the one doing it to me, with me.

I smiled. Satisfied. It was a very good thing she had said that; I had a whole load of things planned for us and I didn't want to be riddled with guilt the whole time.

I stood us up and swatted her playfully on her ass. She squeaked and turned to me confused.

I laughed at her and told her "you don't think we're done hunting do you?"

She looked adorably confused. "But Edward…our clothes!"

I smirked. "What about them? I think I'd prefer you to carry on hunting without them. You are a rather messy eater dear."

Her eyes lit up in indignation and she attacked me, forgetting about her current state of undress.

Yes, this would be a very pleasant hunting trip.

AN: Phew I need a shower. I feel really dirty after writing all that. Oh well. I'd better accustom myself to the sensation. Edward has a whole load of things lined up for his "corruption" of Bella.

So I know I promised lots of hunting but honestly considering all the high jinks they got up to with just the panthers…

Yeah. You get the picture. I can probably write a really sweet scene for hunting with Edward bringing her something to drink (you get the picture) but it didn't fit here. Maybe later when he's less horny.

Special thanks to:

0190ns who said that I should do a scene with Bella modelling for Edward.

I will be doing that, later on when Edward's worked off the edge of his sexual appetite and can enjoy it.

TenTenXIrista wanted for Bella to be dominant for a bit. I'm going to consider that, but right now she's being punished. However I don't think that Edward has any objections. In fact I think he'd be rather amused.

Xwotcherx who wrote me a very encouraging review and gave me a source of continuous ideas (taking the "corrupting" very seriously) thank you! I now know what to do if I get stuck. After a bit of research I found a whole load of stuff for Edward to try on Bella. He's a lot darker than anyone ever knew huh?

I know I'll end up forgetting to mention them later so I put them in now. =)

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