Chapter Three

*I do not own Twilight, New Moon or Eclipse. Even if I did own Breaking Dawn I would deny it. (Yeah, I went there…hehe) I do proudly own a new hot ass pair of Coach pumps and an intense disdain for ultra low rise skinny jeans. Everyone of child bearing age knows that the only time 99% of the female population would have been able to wear them was during our prepubescent age when the only jeans that were lower than your breasts were your boyfriends. Having said that-Thanks Lillie Cullen for being super cool and being my beta.

BPOV

I watched Edward gingerly take my hand and move it towards his mouth. He looked at me for confirmation and I gave it to him. I could tell he spoke the truth. Something had obviously changed in him and it was tearing at him, causing a constant struggle deep within himself. He looked so ashamed when he admitted his cravings to me. I was proud of him for sharing that with me. I loved him more than anything in this world. I would never have denied him something so simple to give. Lord knows I bleed enough. I was always bumping myself into something.

As soon as he knew he had my blessing he licked my palm, just as he had my arm at the hospital. It still made me think of a dog and I was once again relieved he could not hear my thoughts. I would not have wanted to embarrass him further by insulting his technique. It was very strange to watch him. Edward's eyes glazed over and he was moaning as he drew my blood into his mouth. He looked more peaceful than I had ever seen him, yet at the same time he looked almost aroused. My mind began to wonder as I thought of him one day running his tongue that way all over my body, moaning in pleasure. As much as I hated to admit it, maybe Edward's new found addiction could be the beginning of a wonderful new chapter in our lives. One with intimacy.

Just before I could let my mind wander too far he withdrew from my hand with a very satisfied look upon his face. My gash had healed. It looked faintly like the mark from James. I would not dwell on that though. Edward looked too satiated. "Feel better?" I asked, although there was no need to. That look on his face said enough. I was not sure I had quite ever saw that particular look on him before.

"I feel wonderful!" he replied, flopping down next to me.

I looked at him. He looked utterly content, like he did not have a care in the world. So not like Edward. Well, now is the time for him to uphold his end of the bargain. Might as well get it while the getting is good. I moved closer to snuggle up against him. I turned to my side and tried to pull myself up to his face to kiss him. He saw my struggle and moved towards me. He hovered just above my lips and spoke so drowsily, "Thank you, love. You have no idea what you have done for me."

His breath was as sweet as ever but was slightly tinged with the coppery scent from my blood. Normally the smell of blood would nauseate me but I didn't care. I just wanted his lips to crash onto mine. I had cravings too. I had desires. They were different than his but still were just as demanding.

Closing the distance between us as quickly as possible I placed my lips upon his. The kiss was firm but guarded, as they usually were. Though any contact with Edward made my head swim, I wanted, no -- I needed more! I pressed harder and wrapped my arms around his neck trying to show him my intentions. He finally caught on because he started to kiss me back, a little more passionately than before. I was holding onto him for dear life and putting every ounce of my soul out there as we moved our lips as one. I opened my mouth slightly and traced my tongue along his lips to request the entrance I have always been denied. My heart leapt when his mouth parted and his tongue caressed mine. Our kiss was rough and forceful and better than I imagined as we explored each other. Maybe it was because I was so excited and he still seemed high from my blood.

My tongue ran along his mouth I grazed his teeth and nicked myself. I thought to myself you did it now Bella. He will never again push the limits now. I began to pull away. "Oh! I'm sorry!" I expected Edward to pull away, leap across the room or out the window. That's what Edward would have done, but not my newfound addict Eddie. This guy, Eddie-not-my-Edward pulled me back to him and did the thing I had been begging for for so long. He crashed his lips into mine once more and immediately rubbed his pulsing tongue along my lips. I eagerly opened my mouth to grant his request. He drew my sore bleeding tongue into his mouth and sucked on it, practically swallowing it whole. It was not gentle nor was it tender. It was hot and messy and somehow absolutely perfect. This is exactly what we both needed.

At first I could tell he was more about the tasting and less about the kissing, but I did not care. Once the tiny wound had healed and the taste of blood had disappeared, the kiss transformed. It was suddenly tender and gentle, but no less passionate, Edward ran his fingers through my hair with one hand and placed his other hand on my back to pull me closer to him. I felt as though he were worshipping me, thanking me for the gift I had given him. Unfortunately, I started to feel as though I were going to faint and Edward ended the kiss to allow me to breathe.

"Are you alright, love?" I moaned incoherently and Edward chuckled, his voice more lighthearted and full of joy than I had ever heard it. He started kissing tiny, fluttering kisses up my jawline to my ear. "You really are delicious, Bella," he giggled. I pulled back to look at him. His eyes were glossy and his eyelids were heavy, making him look downright sleepy. He had a goofy grin on his face that showed dimples I hadn't even known existed. He pushed me down and made a big show of fluffing my breasts like pillows before laying his head atop my chest with a big, contented sigh. Considering his hands had not gone anywhere in the vicinity of my breasts before, I was stunned. Then I remembered, this wasn't Edward. This was Eddie. I could get used to Eddie, I thought with a smirk. I ran my fingers through his hair and he purred and kissed my chest chastely over my night shirt.

"I'll bet James' favorite animal would have been a weasel," Eddie said, laughing at a joke I didn't get.

"Huh?"

"Veggie vamps tend to like animals who match their personalities. Get it?" He started laughing again. "I crack myself up!" I shook my head and laughed, a little at the joke and a little at him. He was in full-on silly mode.

"Well, you crack me up too," I chuckled as I watched him lazily swirl his fingers over my stomach. "So this means you consider yourself a mountain lion? Hmmm, did you know that female mountain lions reach sexual maturity in two years and it takes males at least three?"

He raised his eyebrows at me in the most desirable way. "Really? When did you learn this little tid-bit?"

"Well I was just pointing out that I could be your lioness and you could be my mountain man," I chuckled and thought to myself--well that explains a lot….

"Why Isabella! Are you hitting on me?" His mock surprise was so adorable.

"Of course I am, silly. I just let you lick and suck me until you are loopy in the head. I am a giving person sir but let me assure you that I do expect a hefty payment for my services."

He snorted he laughed so hard. "Am I suppose to be your pimp or your John?"

"Very funny! Hardy har har. I try to be all cute and seductive and I fail miserably. I suck at this."

"I'm sorry baby. I didn't know you were trying to be seductive. You were talking about lions going at it and I did not realize where you were going."

He still was not doing well at hiding his amusement.

"Well I would have thought that with your current state I could have been a little more…."

I looked at him lost in thought and he was humming a song and not even listening to me. Wait, I know that song. "OH-MY-GOD! Are you humming "The Bad Touch" by the Bloodhound Gang!" He totally was. You and me baby ain't nothing but mammals so lets do it like they do on the Discovery Channel.

He just started laughing "I guess I am. I always thought that was a catchy tune."

"That proves it. You're stoned," I laughed incredulously.

He kissed me sloppily and laid his head back on my chest. "Knock knock!" he said.

"Who's there?"

"Banana."

"Banana who?"

"Knock knock!" I rolled my eyes.

"Who's there?"

"Banana."

"Banana who?"

"Knock knock!"

"Who's there?"

"Orange."

"Orange who?"

"Orange you glad I didn't say Banana?" Eddie was laughing so hard he almost fell off the bed. It was going to be a long night.