Love Is Eternal

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor Twilight. They belong to the ever talented J.K Rowling and Stephanie Meyer. This is for fun only not prophet.

Summary: Hermione has been hiding a secret. Now a threat arises that forces her to leave England to protect that secret. Severus is sent with her and now they have to work together to save more innocent lives. Will Hermione loose those she loves most or will she loose her sanity? R/R

Chapter 4- Isla de Carlisle Part 1

Hermione looked around the bungalow; it was beautiful. "Do you like it Hermione?"

"Like it? Carlisle I love it!"

Carlisle laughed. "I'm glad. Come on, let me show you around."

Hermione took his hand as he led her through the house. Downstairs housed the living room, kitchen, and a game room. The upstairs held three guest rooms, two bathrooms and the master suit, which Hermione fell in love with.

"I figured you would like this room." He grinned as he sat their bags on the floor at the foot of the King-sized bed.

"Well, I can think of a few reasons to like this room." She said.

When Carlisle looked up, he saw the blue dress she wore flutter down her body to the floor. She wore only a white thong and her sandals. He stood frozen as she removed her sandals and finally her thong.

"You getting my message Carlisle?" She asked with a seductive smile.

"I'm definitely receiving your message my pet." He nodded, beginning to remove his own clothes.

Hermione moved to lay on the bed while Carlisle finished undressing. The setting sun glittered off the ocean waters outside the window. The gauzy bed curtains shifting in the ocean breeze. She smiled as Carlisle crawled up the bed to lean over her.

"Now my little vixen, care to tell me what you have in mind? I'm not a mind reader like Edward."

"Well, it involves us naked and not leaving this bed till dawn."

Carlisle smirked as his left hand slid up her leg and brushed her center. "You'll have to be a bit more specific than that."

Hermione moaned as one of his fingers entered her. "Oh Carlisle. How…oh yes…how specific do you…want?"

"Very. Tell me every…little…detail."

You were making love to me all night. Alternating between…ooohhh god that feels so good."

Carlisle leaned down and kissed her neck softly. "Alternating between what?"

Hermione began rocking her hips against his hand. He now had two fingers deep inside her. "Between taking it slow and fucking me. You would drive your hard cock deep inside me hard and fast. Mmm yes. Then once I came, you would start all of again but going slow. Kissing every inch of my body till I was putty in your hands."

Carlisle didn't say another word; he just kept kissing at her neck while sliding his fingers in and out of her. It had been nearly two weeks since they had made love. Between his duties at the hospital and Hermione going over strategies with Jasper, she was always asleep before he got home.

"More Carlisle. Please."

"What do you need my beauty?"

"Taste me." She gasped as he pressed down on her clit.

"Gladly." He growled.

Hermione practically screamed when she felt his mouth cover her pussy. Both hands tangled in his hair. This only drove him to drive his tongue deeper and harder inside her. She moaned his name over and over as her hips rocked against him.

"Yesss. Ooohhh god Carlisle. Make me come." She gasped.

"That's right my vixen, come in my mouth. Let me really taste you." He encouraged.

Seconds later she did just that. She came so hard her entire body seized up beneath him. She barely felt it as he tenderly licked her clean. It wasn't until he began kissing up her body that she began feeling her body once more.

"Mmm, my beautiful temptress. You taste so good." He whispered.

"Carlisle." Was all she could breath.

He leaned down and kissed her. The taste of her juices on his tongue quickly reignited the embers of her desire for this man over her. Her arms snaked around him as she deepened the kiss. Carlisle gasped when he found himself suddenly on his back.

"Now it's time to get to my favorite part. What I've wanted to do since I saw this bed." She smiled.

Carlisle watched as she kissed and licked down his body. He hissed and clutched the bed sheets when she drew one of his nipples into her mouth, then did the same with the other. Down she moved her lips and tongue teasing him as she went.

"Sweet Jesus!" He groaned when her mouth covered his hard cock.

Hermione chuckled as she slowly bobbed her head, taking him a little deeper each time. She knew he was holding back so as not to hurt her. Though she tried to tell him he could never hurt her, he still held back.

'We'll just see how long he can hold back.' She thought. Her left hand wrapped around the base of his cock while her right hand slid up his thigh to cup his balls. She chuckled when he arched off the bed and growling her name. 'Yes. That's it my lover. Lose control.'

"Hermione, ohhh god. What are you doing to me?" He rasped.

"What do you think?" She whispered.

"Please Hermione. I don't want to hurt you." He pleaded.

Hermione lifted her head and smiled softly. "Carlisle, you could never hurt me. Stop torturing yourself and me. Just let go my love."

Everything happened in a split second. Hermione found herself pinned beneath Carlisle; her wrists on the pillow on either side of her head. Her honey amber eyes met his soft golden ones. He was astonished that he saw no fear, only unwavering lave and trust.

"How can you be so sure?" He asked, her answer would decide his fate.

"Because you love me too much to hurt me. We could never hurt each other." She answered.

The last thread of his control snapped. He slammed his lips over hers at the same moment he slid his cock into her. Hermione screamed and he froze. His head jerked up; afraid he had in fact hurt her.

"Did I…"

"Carlisle…don't you dare stop!" She gasped in pure bliss.

His worry melted away into happiness. "Very well my dear. However, you need to tell me what you want. Exactly. What. You. Want." He teased as he nipped her ear.

"For the love of god…fuck me. Do whatever you want just don't stop." She begged her breathing labored.

Carlisle began to move. He kept her wrists pinned to the pillow, but careful not to leave bruises. His hips however were not gentle. She wanted him to lose control? He would. Though his thrusts were strong, he kept the rhythm slow. He was torturing her like she had tortured him. Unlike her, he only wanted one thing, something she had yet to do.

"Please Carlisle."

"You know what I want. Before you get what YOU want, you need to give me what I'VE wanted since we became lovers."

"I…I can't."

He kissed her dominantly. "Yes you can."

Hermione closed her eyes. Oh she knew what he was asking of her. Yet, she always struggled with it. Yes she trusted him, trusted him with her heart, her life, her very soul. Yes she loved him more than anything in the world. Could she give him the one thing he wanted? The one thing she was afraid to give.

"Say it. Say what I want to hear Hermione." He demanded.

Her eyes flew open. She was instantly lost to the tone of his voice. "Carlisle I…I….can't."

"Yes you can. Say those four little words," He pressed, rocking his hips into hers. "and I'll give you pleasure you've never felt."

"Oh god." She moaned. 'Go ahead. You've given him everything but this. Why not submit to him fully?' Her mind and heart said. "I…surrender to you."

Carlisle's face lit up. "You'll never regret this."

He kissed her so softly, it touched her very soul. He slowed his movements and she whimpered in his arms. He chuckled as he pulled away and gazed lovingly at her. "Patience my vixen."

"Please."

"Oh no, now it's my turn. You wanted me to stop holding back. Now you will submit to me. Everything I tell you to do, you'll do without question."

"Yes Carlisle."

"Good girl. Don't make a sound."

She was confused until he pulled out of her and got off the bed. Hermione bit her lip to keep from screaming out in frustration. Carlisle quickly bound her wrists and ankles to the bedposts. The restraints were tight enough to hold her, yet gave her some mobility and made sure she wasn't uncomfortable.

"Now, if at any time you feel uncomfortable, you tell me. This isn't about controlling you, but about using our emotions to set the tone. Understand?" He explained.

"I do. I trust you." She nodded.

Carlisle left the bed and pulled out a little black bag from his suitcase. Though she was curious, Hermione lay her head on the pillow and waited. "Now my vixen, I've had this bag for almost three years, just waiting for a moment like this. Do not be afraid to tell me to stop if I hurt you or you are uncomfortable. That is the last thing I want. I only want to give you pleasure."

"I understand."

Carlisle nodded as he approached the bed. She didn't say a word when he slipped the blindfold over her eyes. She let out a steady breath while he gently stroked her cheek. "I know this will be different for you so you'll have time to get used to each new thing if you need it. I want you to use your other senses to enjoy this. Tell me and show me with your body if you enjoy something."

"I will." Hermione agreed.

"Excellent. Let's begin shall we." He smiled.

T.B.C