Crision Peak: Chapter 4

(Disclaimer, see Chapter 1 and on with the story... This will be about a year after the first date between Eden and Thomas. There will be a sex scene.)

Eden had been sitting on the couch by her grandfather, waiting for Thomas to show up, today was their one year anniversary. She was smiling, she had remembered last night when her and Thomas were talking on the phone that he had a big surprise for her and that she was going to love it. Quite a few times, Eden had caught her grandfather eve's dropping, she had to give him a lecture, with Thomas laughing softly over the phone. He liked her grandfather, as did Sarah and Tempest, his two best friends thought that the old man was adorable. Her grandfather had looked at his watch and back at his granddaughter, he smiled at her and patted her arm. Eden was going over her music that she was going to do tonight, after her rehersal, Thomas was going to pick her up and go on a date with her. It was December the 4th, and the concert was three weeks away and she wasn't nervous, but tonight was the night that her and Thomas were going to make love for the first time; Eden was scared, but she was excited. Biting her lip, she had looked over at her grandfather, and he had stood up and kissed her cheek and told her that he was going to his friend's house for the weekend and that not to do anything that he wouldn't do.

Eden was trying to hide her blushing face "Your ride is here Granddad!'' She had said while his friend had showed himself smiling at them both, the two were always close and would always be close. When she had gotten a second hug and a kiss goodbye, Eden had went upstairs and began to get ready to go, deciding on a long red dress that reached her ankles and hugged her slender frame perfectly. Choosing a pair of red wedges. Placing her long hair in a tight braid, annoyingly so it was always straight and stayed straight, after she had applied her typical peachy/toned makeup, one it was so easy and quick: Reason Two: It wasn't as though you could tell that she had any makeup on, you really had to look at her. A lot of people didn't like the fact that she didn't have to cake on a lot of makeup to be noticed, she was a child prodigy and her i.q was a lot higher than the normal. Her grandfather had often called her 'an old soul,' Eden had to shake her head at his silly assessment of her character, she missed her mother, she even admitted it to Thomas once that she barely remembered her mother. Looking at herself in the mirror while placing a thin gold chain on around her neck, she looked beautiful, reaching down and picking up her violin case, her smile grew wider, Thomas loved the peach color on her, and red as well.

He would probably think that he had died and gone to heaven, Christmas was around the corner already, seemed like only yesterday it was summer. Eden had grabbed up her saxophone and her sheet music, and put it in the carrier and went to grab her coat. It was starting to snow, and cold, Eden had grabbed up a white mink coat that had reached her ankles; Thomas had given it to her on her birthday, October 31st, she was almost in tears. Thomas had put it on her and told her that she looked very beautiful in it; she had told him that he didn't have to do it. He had always smiled at her and said that she deserved to be pampered and loved, and on her birthday he had told her that he was falling in love with her. Biting her lip, Eden had smiled and launched herself in his arms and kissed him, he had always spun her around, she had giggled. She had jumped when she had heard a knock on the door. After unlocking the door, she had poked her head out to see... She had rolled her eyes, Byron...

"Hi, sweet-ums! How are you?'' He had asked eying her from head to toe, Eden had felt the bile rise, instead of grabbing the pepper spray, she had smiled and said "Fine cupcake, thanks for asking, bye now!'' She had slammed the door in his face, and laughed at him when she had heard him say 'Ow my nose...' She had laughed harder when he fell down the icy stairs, then heard 'fuck.. my pants ripped!' Her cellphone rang.. It was Thomas "Hello, my little snow angel.'' Eden had giggled "Hi Thomas,'' She had replied, knowing very well that Byron was off somewhere licking his wounds, and finding a new pair of pants, Eden had told Thomas about her going to rehersal tonight, and he had told her that he wanted to go to the rehersal with her tonight and watch her. She had agreed and hung up, not even five minutes had gone by, Thomas was knocking on her front door; she had opened it and he had a red rose in his hand,
Eden looked at Thomas: he was in a pair of black dressy slacks and a white silk blousse, and a long black coat, and a top hat "I hear on good authority that you love red roses... just don't tell my beautiful girlfriend.'' He had said with a silly wry grin; after she invited him in and taking the flower as she did so. She was smiling, and taking the flower and pulling him gently inside, Thomas had pulled her against him and gave her a small kiss, while the door was closing slightly.

Eden hadn't seen any real creepy women calling her by another woman's name lately, besides Byron becoming a full-time stalker- well more than normal- Eden had set the new rose in the small vase with some water. and grabbed her stuff, off they went. The rehersal didn't last long, about a couple of hours, and Thomas had arranged for something special; a surprise. And Eden couldn't wait to find out what it was, after the practice had ended, Thomas was waiting in the front row, watching the entire thing. Eden had blushed, when he was clapping, he loved hearing her practice, so did Sarah and Tempest, Eden could even play Classical Jazz on either her violin or any other of her instruments. As the people that were going to be in the concert were leaving, Eden and Thomas were alone; they were smiling as their hands had connected. For a year, Thomas and his best friends had protected her from his deranged sister's ghost, and distrubing word in the lands of the dead, Lucille's ghost was missing?! Sarah was on high alert. She knew that ghosts like Lucille, would stop at nothing until they got what they wanted; and she wanted Eden...

As he had put that out of his head, leading Eden to the limo, he had made sure that he had the house to himself, his friends understood and were more than willing to give them their space. Eden was looking around the large- spacious elegant home. Thomas hadn't left her side, and she knew that he wouldn't leave her any time soon. Biting her lip, there just behind the thick wooden double doors, lied Thomas's room, Eden was really nervous, she had never done this before. For the past few months, she had dreamnt of this, "I won't hurt you, Eden...'' Thomas had whispered against her temple, while slowly guiding her to face him, as his lips were making contact with hers. Soft. Simple. Chaste kisses. As Eden's arms had wrapped themselves around his neck, Thomas had lifted her effortlessly in his arms; as he had past through the doorway, her shoes were hitting the maroon carpeting. Thomas had then picked her up, as if she weighed nothing, as he had set her gently on the bed, she was dimly aware that there were candles and some rose petals. She had smiled at him, he knew once he had done this, he would never let her go. He couldn't do it, let her go, with a flick of his wrist, Eden's hair was freed. As her hair had cascaded down, her hands were in his hair, tonight was the night, feeling his hands drift to her back where the dress's zipper was, Eden had moaned while the air was making contact with her bared skin. Thomas had broken the kiss, he had looked at her Eden, his Eden, she was wearing a red strapless lace bra and a pair of matching hipster panties. Eden was shaking in desire, Thomas had leaned his head down and tasted her neck; she had gasped as his hand had reached up and cupped her breast through her bra.

''Thomas...'' Eden had whimpered as his index finger had gently brushed against her pebbling nipple, he had growled... As his mouth had continued to journey down to her neck and her breasts; Eden was whimpering with her hands in his hair, Thomas had gently lifted her up and unclasped her bra. He wanted her, seeing her pink-dusted nipples stare at him, "Eden...'' He had whispered, as his mouth had drifted down her breasts, almost insantly, Thomas's mouth had then latched on to her breast and suckled gently, then roughly. Eden's eyes were rolling in the back of her head. Biting her lip, Eden was straining not to cry out, she hadn't felt anything like this before in her life! She had felt that she was going to explode, if he didn't do anything soon! As if sensing, Thomas had placed his index finger against her mouth, Eden had gasped when she had looked down at her man: he looked nearly like a feral animal. Feeling his hands go to her panties, and tugging them off at her hips and her body was exposed; as his eyes were taking in every inch of her skin, her arms and hands went to cover herself. Thomas had stopped her, "No, love, I want to see you, you are beautiful...'' Her body was like Edith's, but it it was bit different, Eden had about an inch more in the hip area; but that was it. As his hands were softly touching her legs and gently pulling them apart, Thomas had then slid his head to her thigh and venturing down to her untouched opening. Eden nearly screamed, it wasn't fair, she was naked and he was clothed, her thoughts were interrupted when she had felt a nip at her thigh, Eden waas shocked when he had pulled her up and guided her hands to his shirt. Biting her lip, Eden had readily complied, and proceeded to take off his clothes, his body was slender, but with a subtle muscle in all of the right places.

Her dark gaze just so happened to drift down to his... he was decently endowed, and she had hoped that he would fit, and not hurt her too much, Thomas had seemed to sense these things that she was thinking. All he did was crawl up her body and gather her face in his hands, "Eden, I will not hurt you, I love you...'' He knew that it was okay to love her, and Edith would want him to do so; not because that she looked like her, but that wasn't the only reason, she was beautiful and intelligent. Everything that he could ever want, "Thomas... I love you too..'' she had whispered while his hand had wrapped itself around his member and the other was by her temple. Both knew that there was no going back, for either, every inch that he was sliding in, Eden was adjusting to, as soon as he had slid himself deeper inside of her, she had known that he was buried up to his hilt with her heat and wet enterance that was gripping tighter than any vise. Eden had let out a squeak the moment that he was starting to move inside of her, sweat was pouring slowly from his body; as soon as she was accustomed to his size and his invasion, Eden had felt Thomas buckling in and out of her needy form over and over again. Her body was soon blanketed by his, their lips were meeting in a passionfilled tango of affirmation and of love. Eden was lost in another world of pure feeling, when she had felt a sudden pop in her neck; but as soon as she had thought that she had felt that pop, Her head had gone from sailing in passion, to fuzzy.

Thomas had taken over her mind, soon, he will tell her that he was a vampire, deal with the consiquences later. The earth was spinning under them, as he had sealed the neck holes, and hid his fangs, Eden had wrapped her legs around his thrusting hips, his thrusts were becoming more and more feral.
And she wasn't exactly complaining, he loved her body under his, as her nails were raking his back and shoulders, Thomas's mouth was nipping and kissing her neck and jaw and back up to her mouth, as he spilled himself deep within her. Eden had gasped and moaned in his mouth, as Thomas had collasped on top of her shaking frame; pillowing his head on her breasts, with their bodies still joined, Thomas had rolled them on his side and stroked her hair. Eden was crying, she was no longer a virgin, but she felt happy... she had felt tired and sated, with his arms around her- she had then gone off to sleep. Thomas had laid there for about an hour, he was making sure that Eden was sleeping peacefully, sitting her up and exposing his chest to her. Soon he will turn her. He knew that he was going to turn her, only whenever both Tempest and Sarah have deemed it purdent, after growing his finger nail, he had slit a line across his chest; lifting Eden's body in his arms, taking over her mind, he hated doing this to her. But until she was ready, "Drink my love...'' He had whispered as her mouth had began to move on its own and lapping up his blood, after making sure that she will sleep in this bed until he woke up the next night. Thomas had decided to lay there with her until dawn, knowing every well that Tempest and Sarah had returned home hours ago, Eden had woken up one other time before and he had made love to her again and again: until she had gone back asleep.

(End of chapter 4... Read and review! Now I wonder what will happen? I'll give credit... if anyone reads these types of stories, then drop my name off! thanks guys!)