Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Twilight. Except a bunch of overpriced merchandise. I did kidnap Edward, though. He's in my bed, being forced into manual labor. ;)
Chapter 4 - Explorations
Ever since that foggy night in the back seat of my car, Bella and I had been doing quite a lot of practicing. Nearly every night now we were exploring each other's bodies; at first with clumsy hands and trepidations, then later with an uncanny awareness of every single nerve ending.
I could not believe how fulfilling it was to bring pleasure to another person. Bella had become my most beloved puzzle, unlocking every clue with great anticipation. I had mentally cataloged every single whimper, every tiny mew of delight. Her moans were a never ending source of inspiration to me. Each night I would try to elicit a new sound out of Bella's beautiful, succulent mouth. I knew that I could literally spend lifetimes exploring her body and no matter how expert I became in the subject, I would always feel like there was room for improvement.
Bella, on the other hand, could play me like an idiot savant or a child prodigy; picking up a violin for the first time and playing Mozart better than Mozart ever did. She was so good at what she did to me that I was honestly surprised that she wasn't already bored. Regardless of how little challenge I provided her, she still claimed to want me more every day.
We were never fully nude together at the same time, though. I wouldn't allow it. It was one thing to admire and explore each other, but I was afraid that if we did too much of that at the same time, our practice would quickly become less of a dress rehearsal and more of an opening night. No matter how paranoid and cautious Bella would tease me about being, I would only allow one of us to be completely nude at a time. Many nights we would lie together topless once our sensual expeditions were done, but the bottoms stayed on. The last thing I needed was another sexy rub up against a sleeping Bella with no pants on; our virginity would be gone before she ever woke up.
Sometimes Bella would lay completely exposed on her bed while I let my fingers do the walking all over her body. At moments like that, I felt like I was the closest to God that I had ever been, and Bella was my divine altar, allowing me to worship her flesh. Of course something so seemingly perfect would have its drawbacks, the most difficult part being whenever it was time to deny my holy communion. There were so many things that I wanted to drink from her body and none of them were possible. Well, not if I didn't want to kill her.
Tonight was such a night. We were actually in my room this time, however. Same scene, different setting. Alice had convinced Charlie to let her drag Bella off on an all day pre-wedding shopping spree, ending up in a sleepover at our house. The only way I would agree to letting them go without me was if Alice agreed to get the rest of the family away hunting once they let Bella get settled in for the night. In my bed, of course. Looking at her now, draped across my large golden mattress, head thrown back in ecstasy, I had never been happier that I'd bought this bed for her.
"What are you thinking about?" A breathless whisper in the darkness. I realized that Bella had been slowly resurfacing from her climactic coma. She had the most adorable tendency to practically blackout whenever she experienced release. She would get so caught up in the feelings and the emotions that her mind would shut off to all of it's surroundings. Every surrounding but me, that is.
"Welcome back," I teased, stretching up alongside her body, drinking in every inch of her with my still hungry eyes. "I was actually thinking of our very first night together on this bed. Do you remember it?" I knew full well that she did.
"Pfft! Of course I do!" She rolled her eyes in frustration. "Edward Cullen's ultimate cock-tease! I could have killed you after that!" She made as if to punch me in the arm and stopped herself, remembering that it would only hurt her hand.
"Why Bella, whatever do you mean?" I put on my best angelic face. It must have been a good one, because she shook her head a bit as if to wake from a dream before she could collect her thoughts enough to speak. Hehehe... you can still dazzle her when you want to.
"You know exactly what I mean, Edward! I woke up in the middle of the night to find you pawing all over me! The touching... and the kissing... and pulling me on top of you... only to back off right when I was getting into it. So... rude!" I chuckled a bit at her retelling.
"I am sorry about that, Bella. I hadn't intended it to get quite so steamy, quite so fast. I got scared at my reaction to you. I knew that if we didn't stop, then I might not be able to stop. Your discomfort was never my intention."
"Oh Edward, really! I think we both know that if you were going to kill me, you would have done so by now. You just enjoy being a giant cock-tease!" I knew that she was kidding, at least partially, but her words brought me back to the problem at hand. Yes, I had been able to rise above my urges so far, but if Bella could see the things that went on in my mind she might not be teasing about it quite so much. Even now, lying here beside her warm, welcoming body, I fought to keep the beast reined in. Bite her bite her bite her bite her... fuck her... she wants it... slam your cock inside her... she smells so fucking delectable... she would thank you for it... she wants you to turn her.... bite her and fuck her and make her completely yours...
Well, at least I had managed to put off thoughts of her actual death. Somehow during our practice sessions I had managed to shift my focus away from murdering her. That was something; something quite big for me, actually... but it had been replaced with fantasies of finally turning her. I didn't want to do that. The rational part of my mind, however small a part it had become lately, still rankled at the idea of taking her away from any living future she may have. The non-rational side of me wanted to stop wasting time and claim her, claim every inch of her body, swallow every drop of her essence. I wanted to fuck her over the edge into eternity. Just the thought made my body shiver. Focus, moron! Get your head back into this, you are missing out on the very night you wanted! Well, it was nice to know that my rational thoughts were starting to win over again.
"Bella, I don't think that 'cock-tease' is quite the right term," I threw out playfully.
"Oh, you know what I mean! What would you call it then? What is the male equivalent of cock-tease?" She laid back against the pillow looking up at me, her frustration of the memory warring with the humor of our discussion was playing across her face. I think she had intended it to be a rhetorical question, but I saw the window that she had provided for me and I was not about to let it slip away.
I leaned over her slowly, dragging my lips across her cheek before settling at her ear. I let my sweet breath flow against her skin as I softly whispered, "Wouldn't that make me a pussy tease, Bella?" I felt her stiffen slightly against me, heard her breath catch in her throat. I ran my fingertips slowly down the length of her body, starting at her collarbone, circling each taut nipple, swirling around her navel, then leaving a cool trail along her inner thighs."Did I tease your pussy, Bella?" She exhaled sharply, releasing the breath that she had forgotten she'd been holding.
I was pleasantly surprised to discover recently that my darling little Bella liked dirty talk. Liked? More like Loved. Craved. I don't think she even knew that she did at first. This was all so new to her, so foreign, that she had absolutely no filter when things became so raw and instinctual between us. Whatever sensual thought would pop into her head would continue right out of her mouth, like she couldn't control herself. Words that she had either never said in her life, or had certainly never said in front of another person. I loved these moments with her. Not only were they unbearably erotic, but they were the closest I ever came to feeling as if I could read her thoughts.
She had been embarrassed at first, as if she thought she was going to offend my delicate turn of the century sensibilities. After I had reassured her that I had been around much longer than she had and probably knew more dirty words than she could ever dream up, she began to relax. I started out just listing a few terms to make her laugh and lighten the mood, but things suddenly took a turn towards the unexpected for us. Bella quickly discovered that she loved being talked dirty to even more than doing the actual talking. As soon as she heard my voice saying such naughty things to her, she jumped on me and ripped my shirt off, covering me with kisses. Consequently, I soon discovered that I liked using every tool in my arsenal to shatter her resolve into tiny bits and pieces. Nothing thrilled me more than thrilling her.
"Was it unbearable for you?" I continued my assault on her senses. I let my fingertips linger just out of reach of where she clearly wanted them. I tickled at the edges of her dark curls, and when she started parting her legs wider and seeking more direct contact, I pulled them away again, leaving her desperate. "Did I make your tight little pussy feel swollen? Were you wet for me?" Another hitch in her breathing. She nodded quickly. "I can't hear you, Bella. I believe I asked you a question." I moved my hand so that it hovered directly over her moist entrance, close enough so that she could feel the chill of my skin and I could feel the heat from her body engulfing me in its flames.
"Yessss..." she hissed between clenched teeth. She began raising her hips, trying to rub herself against me, which I of course did not allow.
"Was it worse than this? Did you want me more then than you do right now?" A slight brush of my fingers against her. She trembled beneath me.
"No! This is... wicked! Unbearable!" She exhaled sharply.
"I don't think you want this. I don't think you are hot enough for me yet." I leaned closer still, flicking my tongue to her ear quickly. I cupped my hand against her, holding her firmly, careful not to slip between her silken folds. "I want to see this beautiful cunt dripping for me."
"Oh, God!" She moaned loudly. That one always got her good. Like it doesn't turn you on, too! You're bursting through your zipper right now, you fucking hypocrite! I started making my way down her body, leaving icy kisses here and there. I suckled quickly at each lovely nipple, but I had to move along quickly before I nibbled too hard at them. I brought my lips as far down her abdomen as I could stand before it became too tempting for me. I sat back on my knees looking down at her from her side, letting my other hand massage her firm breasts while I was still cupping her. I could feel her throbbing against my fingers to the same beat that her heart was drumming in my ears.
"Now Bella... if I touch you... right here," I squeezed gently, "will you be dripping wet for me? Will this gorgeous throbbing cunt be ready for me?"
"Yes! Touch me, Edward! Now!" She spread her legs wider and arched up against me again, demanding.
"What do you want me to do differently, Bella? I am touching you." I squeezed her a few more times for emphasis. Her pulse had become a deafening roar in my ears.
"Fuck me with your fingers, Edward! Please! Make me come for you... all over you. I can't get enough of you touching me!" With that I let my long, slender fingers slip inside of her, just at her opening. I spread her wide for my inspection, thrilling at the sight of her creamy fluids flowing over my digits. I swirled two fingertips around, dragging them up to gently massage her swollen clit. "Oh, fuck! Oh fuck, Edward... more... please, more! Deeper... I want to feel you inside of this tight, wet pussy." I quickly brought my left hand down away from her breasts to continue the assault on her clitoris while I gently slid my two fingers from my right hand farther down, feeling for her pulsating entrance. My cock was once again pounding to the exact same beat. I looked up at Bella's face and made sure she maintained eye contact with me. As soon as our eyes were locked into place, I plunged my fingers deep inside of her in one swift stroke. She was absolutely scorching.
I couldn't believe how amazing she always felt to me. Every single time was better than the last time.
"Oh, FUCK!" Bella cried out loudly, loving the deep strokes I was administering. I used both hands at the same time; constant, firm circles around the ever-tightening bundle of nerves while I shoved my fingers in deeper, eventually adding a third. I felt her walls starting to clamp down on my hand and I wished that it was my painfully engorged cock. "Edward..." she panted, grinding herself against me as hard as she could handle. "I can't tell you how much I love the feel of your hands on me... inside of me." She had to pause to groan. "I think about it every time I look at your hands. I almost can't bear to watch you play the piano any more. Such long, delicate fingers... but so talented. I get jealous of the fucking piano! I feel it here... deep inside me... every time you pound another key... it's like you're pounding inside my tight, wet cunt!" She used that word knowing it would get a reaction.
My entire body shook with need as I continued my handiwork. Swirling, sliding, slipping deeper still. The dual stimulation was too much for Bella to handle for very long, and she quickly exploded around me while screaming my name at the top of her lungs.
I really liked having the place to ourselves.
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When Bella came back to consciousness a few moments later, it was to find me hunched over myself beside her on the mattress, my hand down my pants and sucking furiously at my hand. I vaguely heard some type of animal sound somewhere off in the distance, but I couldn't pull my attention away from the hypnotic flavor that was coating my fingers long enough to care.
"Edward?" I barely heard her. "Edward, are you grunting?" She's talking to you, stupid!
"Huh?" Mumbling over my fingers, I turned around to look at her, my surroundings slowly coming back into focus.
"You're making noises... like growling. Are you alright?" She looked down and saw what my hand had not finished doing inside my pants. "Oh, poor baby!" she said lovingly, much as an owner would to it's forgotten pet. "Did I leave you for too long?" I realized with no small embarrassment that she had. I stopped what I was doing and turned to face her more fully. I found it odd that it was easier to pull my hand from out of my pants than it was to rip my fingers from between my lips.
"I'm sorry, Bella... I... can't seem to stop wanting to taste you. Your flavor makes me forget where I am sometimes." I looked down at my now drying fingers with a deep sense of loss and actually whimpered. You sound like a wounded puppy, you idiot! You want more of that? You know what to do. Throw her back on the bed and bury your face between her legs. Just imagine her juices flowing freely over your lips, your tongue. If you think she tastes good off your fingers, just imagine how exquisite she tastes direct from the source! I wanted to slap myself in the face to break the trance. As it was, it took a few decent head shakes to become fully lucid again.
The one thing I would not allow myself to do was the only thing I found myself obsessing over time and again. I wanted to taste her more and more every day. I would allow myself samples from time to time, but always from off of another surface, like my fingers. I was too worried that my venom would do damage to Bella's silken, slippery skin if I were to lick her there directly. It's the same reason we had never kissed any deeper yet. Just thinking of tasting her had the venom filling my mouth like a slavering dog. Even if I could be sure that it wasn't a risk, I was terrified of being that close to Bella's femoral artery. That had the most hypnotic dance... it called to me like no other.
"I know. I'm sorry I left you alone at such a time." She sat up and put her hands on my shoulders, urging me to lie down in her place. "I hate when I do that! I wanted to stay coherent..." she explained as her hands made fast work at my zipper, already an expert at the workings of my wardrobe. "I wanted to switch over to you as soon as possible. It would be so much easier if you didn't have to wait for me... if we could do this together." I saw from the look in her eye what she was hinting at. My hands darted out and caught hers as they were pulling the fabric of my trousers apart.
"Absolutely not!" I sat upright again, never releasing her wrists.
"But, Edward-"
"No! I mean it, Bella. This is one rule that I intend to enforce." She pouted briefly. I slowly released her, where she then continued as if never interrupted in removing my pants. "Hey... don't think I haven't noticed yet. Where are they?"
"Aww... Edward..." She pouted even more this time, and if I hadn't been so serious about the subject matter then I would have found her incredibly irresistible.
"Where are they, Bella?" She gave a quick look around the room. "Over there, on the floor."
"Put them on. If you want anything else between us tonight, you'll put them on right now... or mine aren't coming off," I said as I refastened my zipper. That warning hit home. She hopped off the bed, quickly retrieving her crumpled pair of blue boy shorts from the floor and putting them back on as she returned, muttering under her breath. "You know I can hear that, Bella. If you continue trying to crack me, then we aren't going to be able to keep trying like this. Do you want this to stop?" Please say no, please say no, please say no
"No, of course not!" Oh, thank fuck! "I'm sorry Edward, it's not that I'm deliberately trying to 'crack' you, I swear. It just seems as if it would be so much easier for us to not have to care about taking turns."
"Bella... this is how we are going to have to be for a while. I need to be able to stay as focused as possible. You saw me just now. The littlest deviation and I can totally lose track of where I am. I get lost in you so easily, Bella. Besides, I rather like sitting back and watching you. You always seem to enjoy doing the same to me," I gestured to her eager position at my side, just waiting to begin her own worship of my flesh.
"Oh, I do love it, Edward, please believe me. I just feel so bad when I practically black out like that, right when you need me most. I feel like I'm missing something... that togetherness with you. I know I'll probably never be able to stop that reaction from happening, especially since you don't seem to be getting any worse at what you do to me," she said bashfully while looking up at me through her lashes, a bright pink stain spreading from her scalp, all the way down to the peaks of her quivering breasts. I think my boner just got a boner. "I just don't think I'd feel like I was... abandoning you... if we were both being affected at the same time, that's all I meant."
I reached out and held her face between my hard, cold hands. I pulled her to me slowly, leaning forward to meet her half way. "Bella..." I looked deep into her eyes. "You never abandon me. You may get distracted, but as we both just saw, so do I. We are learning new things every day. We have to be patient and enjoy our lessons." I pulled her lips to mine, softly kissing her delicate mouth. I held her still as I traced her lips with the very tip of my tongue, flicking lightly at the corners of her mouth. I could feel her tension leaving her body, and the kiss started to change. She moved between my legs, rose up on her knees and pressed herself against against me, burning hot skin to cold marble. My coldness did amazing things to her nipples, making them pebble up tightly where they were rubbing against me. I wrapped my arms around her, running my hands up and down her silken back as she kissed me more fully.
I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feel of her mouth on my lips and her body against mine. At times like this, I almost felt human. Her hot lips, sucking at mine. First the top lip, sucked between hers, then the bottom one, nibbled between her teeth. Sucking and nibbling. I felt her warm kisses trail away, down my chin, along my jaw. When they reached my collarbone, I felt her hands return to my shoulders, urging me to lie back. I complied this time, knowing it would be pointless to resist. There was no part of me, rational or irrational, that even wanted to try. I opened my eyes briefly as my head hit the pillow, seeing nothing but the pure love I felt at that moment reflected back at me.
She reached out and put her fingertip to each of my eyes, slowly closing them again. "Keep your eyes closed for me," she whispered against my lips. I relaxed once more, enjoying the sensation of nothing but feeling. It truly did heighten the experience. I felt her hot little hands toying with my zipper again as her mouth returned to my chest, trailing scorching hot, wet kisses to each of my flat, hard nipples. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck thatfeelssofuckinggood! I felt her full lips part, her velvety tongue circling, her moist... hot... mouth... sucking first one, then the other little hard peak between her lips. Her tiny teeth, nipping... biting... harder... yes yes yes yes, her hands finally finding their way inside my pants, pulling them down around my hips and off my legs without even taking her lips off my body. When Bella was eager, there was no stopping her.
She sat back to reposition herself between my legs again and couldn't stop herself from admiring her handiwork. I heard her take a deep breath and moan.
"I'm sorry, Edward, but that is still the most beautiful thing I think I have ever seen in my entire life." I smiled to myself, knowing exactly what she was talking about. Fuck, if she weren't wonders for my ego. I pictured how gorgeous her delicious pussy looked to me when she was open and ready, and all I could think was The feeling is definitely mutual!
Bella wrapped both of her tiny hands slowly around my hard shaft. Ohhhhhhh.... fuuuuuck. One hand gripped around the base while the other one began to pump up and down softly. So good so good so good so motherfucking good. Her hands always felt like pure bliss. How could something so innocent feel so skilled?
She shifted slightly, leaning forward, moving her hands to run them back up my chest. This was different. Usually once Bella got a hold of me, she never wanted to let go for any reason, even after I was done. She leaned further against me, bringing her soft curves directly in contact with my hard cock while she stroked my chest muscles. Ohhhhh.... that's different. She began trailing kisses again, this time further down my chest, stopping only once she had positioned herself with her breasts on either side of my cock. Her hands disappeared again, I couldn't feel them anywhere, but suddenly I felt her delicious tits squeezing me more firmly. What the? I opened my eyes for only a moment, but it was all I could take. My head dropped back down and I closed my eyes shut again, bracing myself for the onslaught of sensation. Oh God... no no no... this is too much.... oh her beautiful fucking tits.... And then I felt her. My once shy little Bella had gripped my cock firmly between her tits and proceeded to grind them into me, squeezing me between them. My eyes crossed inside my head.
"Oh God! Bella.... that feels amazing," I moaned, immediately checking my voice level. It was hard to remember that we were alone tonight and it was alright to make as much noise as we wanted. She began moving against me more aggressively, really stroking me with her soft skin. Fuck fuck fuck fuck! I couldn't help but to involuntarily thrust back, which sent a whole new wave of feelings through me. Sofuckinggood yesyesyesyes! After a few more thrusts against her, before I could say any more about it, she pulled away again and her hands returned. I was confused, but willing to let her play her game. If she didn't want me to look, I would let her surprise me. I felt her hands grip me softly, almost as if to steady my cock while her hot, liquid kisses returned to my chest... then my stomach... then my navel... Oh Jesus Christ, where is she going?! I knew, without any doubt, that I was about to break any connection I'd ever had with sanity. There it was. Something I hadn't even let myself imagine in my darkest, and I do mean darkest, fantasies.
Soft, moist lips... parting at the tip. Scorching heat, enveloping me.
Bella's mouth.
On my cock.
Bella's mouth on my fucking cock!!!
"Bella! What are you-?" My words were ripped from my mouth when I made the mistake of looking down at her. She was looking up at me, our eyes locked just as I saw the swollen tip of my rock hard cock disappear further between her lips. I've finally died. I've finally died and gone to Hell. A Hell of my own making, where I can do nothing but watch and receive. She never took her eyes off me as she darted her slick tongue out, swirling it around the tip, flicking at it, stroking the underside. How did she learn to... where did she... Ohhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuckkkkkkk. If I had thought that anything I had felt before this could be called exquisite torture... I was a fucking fool. No argument here. Didn't think so.
I tried to watch the most amazing thing that had ever happened to me, but it was so fucking intense watching her that I just couldn't keep my eyes open any longer. I dropped my head back to the pillow, surrendering myself to the sensations once again. Hot... wet... unbelievable. It felt like she was using me like a lollipop, swirling and sucking at the tip, popping it in and out from between her lips, peppering tiny kisses all over it. When I thought I was just about to go completely crazy from the torment, the teasing kisses stopped... only to be replaced by the sensation of my cock sliding deep inside her mouth. I moaned loudly and nearly shook the bed with my spasm of pleasure. She held me firmly between her lips and began sliding her head up and down... slowly at first... then with more confidence as my moans grew louder.
I could feel her hands, roaming over my thighs, leaving fiery trails in their wake. They crept around my legs until she was gripping my ass in her hands, pulling me deeper into her hungry mouth, begging me with her body to thrust into her. Before I could stop myself I was flexing my hips... shoving further... feeling her hot breath flow over me. This isn't Hell, this is Heaven.... sweet, perfect Heaven... so perfect... OhmyGodOhmyGodOhmyGod! I reached down and with both hands ran my fingers through her soft, silken hair... leaving my hands to settle behind her head, holding her. Holding the back of her head... my body shaking... thrusting harder.... deeper... hitting the back of her throat roughly.
Bella backed away suddenly, coughing and sputtering, trying to catch her breath.
"Oh my God, Bella are you alright?!" I sat up and reached for her, now in a dead panic. Way to go, asshole, you could have killed her. And this time you weren't even trying to.
"No... no, I'm fine! Honestly! That just took me by surprise," she said while her breath was evening out. I didn't believe her and kept inspecting her everywhere, positive I must have hurt her worse than she was letting on. "Edward, please! Believe me, I just wasn't expecting such a... positive reaction... from you. I guess you could say that I zigged when I should have zagged," she giggled, color flooding her cheeks again.
"Do you swear that you are alright? I won't have you lying to me about this, it's too important." My hands were all over her, stroking her hair and back, kissing her head. She had no idea just how precious she was to me.
"I swear, Edward. I'm fine. It was uncomfortable for that brief moment, but it's the kind of thing that I will learn the warning signs of as I go."
"You think I'm going to let you try that again?! Oh my God, I could have killed you, Bella!" I put my head in my hands, cursing my stupidity and inexperience.
"Edward, listen... that was an amazing first try! I'm very proud of how it went, and I am looking forward to making it better. We won't get better without practice, will we? It's just like everything else we're learning. Please calm down." She looked me in the eye and leaned forward, softly kissing me. "I trust us to get this right. I have an idea."
"What?" I asked suspiciously.
"Let me try something. Please. Just relax. I want to make you come for me, Edward. With more than just my hands. I want to have another try. I know you are close, don't try to lie. You know I can tell." My rock hard, never flagging erection was proof that I couldn't hope to deny.
"Bella... I don't think it's safe to... finish... like that. At least, not yet. I might lose control again and hurt you much worse."
"I agree. I have an idea. I just want you to follow my lead and let me try something. We'll end this a bit differently this time." She pushed me back down on the bed, kissing me passionately while her hand began massaging my cock. In under two seconds it was right back to the state of urgency we'd left it in.
She leaned down and began trailing her tongue up and down the length of it, finally sucking it deep between her lips.
"Oh, fuck! Bella.... please be careful," I moaned, already loving it more than I had any right to. She began sliding her mouth down on me more firmly again, increasing the pressure with each stroke of her lips and tongue. I felt a familiar pressure starting to build low in my stomach... along with the need to thrust. My hips started flexing slowly, pushing further in, loving and hating this moment. Bella continued moving her mouth on me; in fact she was getting faster. I groaned loudly, flexing deeper, my entire body starting to shake again.
And just like that, Bella was gone. She had recognized the signs, just as she's said she would, and moved herself out of harms way... straight onto my cock. She had pulled away quickly and scrambled up my body, straddling my hips in no time flat.
"What are you doing?" I had just enough time to get out of my mouth before her lips came crashing down on mine.
"I'm ending this a different way. Shut up and kiss me." Her kisses returned, along with the most delicious full body contact we'd ever shared. Bella was pressing her breasts against me tightly at the same moment she was grinding her soaking wet pussy against my cock.
"Bella," I gasped, "Is this... safe? I just..." my words were cut off by the amazing friction that she was creating.
"I have my shorts on, Edward... it will be alright," she panted. Grinding, rubbing, soaking wet fabric from her dripping juices. "Do you feel how wet you made me? Your cock tastes fucking incredible!" Hot Fucking Christ! She's trying to kill you! "Now grab my hips and fuck me, you fucking pussy tease!" My hands grabbed her hips firmly, as if they were responding to her challenge of their own free will. I started controlling her movements with my hands, rolling her hips into me as I began thrusting up against her. Only a tiny bit of soaking wet fabric was keeping us from making it official.
She rocked into me harder and harder, moaning loudly, loving the way that my stiff cock was rubbing against her in all the right places. Her breasts were positioned right in front of my face; I couldn't resist sucking on them as I continued to pull her into me.
"Oh, God!" Bella cried out. "Oh, Edward.... I'm gonna fucking come all over you!" Thrusting, rubbing, grinding, sucking, moaning... oh the moaning. I could feel Bella's body tightening above me just as I could smell her intoxicating arousal, her climax was fast approaching. At that moment, Bella reached between us and slid her fingers beneath her shorts, shuddering at the contact. A few moments later, both of us shaking and ready to fall over the edge together, she raised up her fingers that were now dripping with her juices and shoved them in my mouth, pulling them away quickly before I could accidentally bite her. But long enough to taste her. Holy fuck could I taste her. As she pulled them out, she smeared her fingers all over my lips and face, soaking me in her flavor and her scent. "Lick my pussy, Edward! I know you want to... lick it up, baby." Oh, you really shouldn't have done that.
In one swift motion, I grabbed Bella, flipped her over on her back and planted my face right between her legs. Her fucking shorts were absolutely soaked through and the smell was making me a bit frenzied. I couldn't touch her directly, but fuck if I was going to take this torture any more without at least trying something else. I grabbed her thighs and spread them wide, inhaling her deeply. I began licking at the fabric, feeling her hot cunt throbbing just beneath the material. I couldn't get close enough to please me, rubbing my entire face over her, until all I could smell was Bella. I could feel her hard little clit pounding for me, and I wrapped my lips around it and sucked and licked until she was spasming beneath me, screaming my name. I could have stayed there all day, sucking the fabric completely dry if she had let me. So good so good so fucking good she tastes so amazing so delicious so incredible so hot so pounding so much blood so much blood right here so much delicious intoxicating blood her pussy and her blood would taste even better together now now bite bite bite bite bite now now now NOW NOW NOW!!!
I slid back up her body and wrapped her legs around me, grinding deeply against her, hoping that I wasn't hurting her but almost past the point of caring. I heard her screaming beneath me, felt her bucking against me and shaking wildly, knowing that I was about to explode. I looked into her eyes, knowing I was about to die a thousand deaths for her, and saw nothing but love. I ignored all of the beautiful blue dancing veins that were calling me, pounding for me, right there at the base of her glorious neck. Love. Bite bite bite bite bite bite bite bite NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW!!!! Love.
"I love you so much, Bella!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I thrust against her one final time, feeling that winding coil inside of me finally snap. My mouth was overflowing with venom, so I grabbed the first thing within arm's reach and shoved it in my mouth, biting down hard. All I could remember was hearing a loud ripping noise and pulling back long enough to see my hot fluid pumping all over Bella's naked chest.
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Now, I know we don't sleep. But I swear on all that is holy that we must pass out. Perhaps vampires were also prone to climactic comas. It must not have been for longer than a minute, maybe even only 30 seconds, but I am positive that I lost consciousness somewhere.
When I came to, Bella was still passed out beside me with my fluid still dripping down her chest. I snuggled closer to Bella and wrapped my arms around her, holding her as close as possible. She was breathing deeply, almost snoring. Something told me that she wouldn't be waking up for a while. I considered wiping her off and cleaning her up, but the selfish animal in me absolutely adored that she was laying in my bed and covered in my scent. I had marked my woman well.
Tatters of fabric were scattered everywhere around us. I realized that my side of the bed was ripped to shreds. Apparently I had shoved the comforter in my mouth at the last moment, there, and ripped the shit out of it.
Oh well. It beat biting my hand for a change. At least this didn't leave a scar.
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