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Chapter 7
POV: Renesmee
"Seth." I said my voice almost breathless. He turned to look at me. I touched his cheek with my hand. Feeling his warmth gave me the confidence I needed. I leaned forward. Our lips almost touching. "I want to kiss you. Can I kiss you?" I asked. I could hear the desperation in my own voice. I truly wanted to taste him.
We locked eyes as I waited for his response. The only thing running through my mind was who he thought I belonged to, and what it would feel like to have his lips on mine.
Seth looked tempted. His eyes locked on mine. I felt the pull to close the difference. I needed to distract myself from the pain of feeling the loss of Emmett. I was learning from my mistakes. This time I was trying to seduce a fully unattached man. There would be no ex wife/ current wife sweeping into Seth life taking my spot.
"Renesmee" Seth said breathlessly. I felt him leaning in. Excitement bubbled up inside me. I wanted to kiss him so bad. Wanted to kiss someone who was not in love with someone else. Someone who could fall in love with me overtime.
Cold hands touched my waist. I jumped back from Seth. The shock of the cold touch drawing me back into myself. Pulling me away from the sensual connection Seth and I had sparked. The transportation from the small universe Seth and I had created in those moments to the loud atmosphere of the club, was jarring to my senses. I had to shake my head trying to understand what pulled me out of almost kissing Seth.
Emmett was sitting next to me. His eyes accusingly. He looked over to Seth and asked "Can you give me a moment with her. Please?" Emmett asked him.
"Yeah of course" Seth looked apologetic as he left the booth.
"What are you doing?" I demanded.
"What are you doing?" He shot back.
"You are with Rosalie" I accused.
He looked at me with a semi hurt expression. I didn't mean to hurt him. Does he not see how much I have been hurt? How confused I have been since Rosalie walked onto the island and into his arms.
"I want you" Emmett's voice sounded desperate.
His hands are on my waist now pulling me closer. One hand trailing down my leg sneaking under my skirt. His cold touch excited my senses. I wanted him right now. Allowing him to move his hand under my underwear. He slipped his finger inside me. Touching me the way I wanted him to. My moan was quiet. He answered it with a louder inhale. Moving his finger faster inside me. Touching the knott that was forming inside me. I felt my body tighten as I was reaching the edge of pleasure. I caught the colour of Rosalie's hair in the crowd. It brought me back to reality. I pushed Emmett out of me. Without hesitation he took his finger and sucked it.
"You love her" I blurted out.
He looked at me like he wanted to argue but could not. I knew he could not because I am right. As much as he wanted me he could not tell me he was not in love with her. Rosalie was his first love. He would never truly be over her. That would leave me what? His body only? Is that what I want out of a lover?
Emmett is a perfect passing fling. I knew I wanted him more when I realised he was no longer together with Rosalie. Now that Rosaile is back in the picture I was definitely in danger of getting hurt. Was Emmett worth the pain that might come with this?
Rosalie came to join us then. Emmett stopped focusing only on me. His body language changed. Even if he did not think that he still in love with her I could tell. He positioned himself towards her.
"Where did Seth go?" Rosalie asked.
"Dancing. I'm going to go join him" I told her. Leaving the booth. Walking away from Emmett. I walked into the crowd. Allowing myself to be swallowed in by the human body's surrounding me. I just hopped Emmett would take the hint and leave me alone for a moment.
I lost myself in the clouds in the lights. Dancing with humans I did not know and who did not know me. Feeling free for the first time in my life. I found myself being pulled into different directions following the crowd. The DJ changed the tempo, everyone was now on our feet jumping. I decided not to fight the alcohol allowing it to take control of my actions. Not thinking of my movements opened my mind up to thoughts that I did not want to entertain.
"You smell different" a deep voice spoke behind me.
I turned around to see a man standing in front of me. His jet black hair tied back into a braid. He reminded me of the drawings of vikings. His lean body rippling with muscles. Caramel eyes looked at me. I found comfort in those eyes. Taking a quick inhale I realised why. They are the exact same colour as my parents eyes after they feed. His hands grazed my arms. Cold. He is a vampire. I felt my eyes widen. I had not been in the presence of another vampire without my parents or supervision ever.
I knew I was not strong enough to fight him off. If it came down to it the only thing I could hope for is my family hearing my screams over the sound of the pounding music.
"You know what I am little one?" He asked. Tilting his head as he examined me. I thought of all the training that Uncle Jasper had taught me. If he tried to attack I knew how to defend myself for a few moments. I am not fast enough to go after a full vampire without an advantage on my side. That is when I remembered. I do have an advantage. He does not know what I am. Now I just have to figure out how to use that as an advantage.
"Yes. I know what you are" I told him. My voice was strong as I spoke.
"Oh? Who taught you about my kind princess?" He asked.
"What is your name?" I redirected the conversation. If I survived this encounter I would like to know the man's name. So my family could look into if he is a threat to me or not. I did not recognize him so he was not present in the Volturi battle.
"Atlas" He said with a tinge of seduction in his tone. "And your name princess?"
I thought fast. Not wanting to give him my first name. It was too unique. Instead I introduced myself "Hi. My name is Carlie."
"Carlie. That is a beautiful name for a princess" Atlas moved closer to me.
I shivered. My body did not know how to handle this situation. If I should allow him near me or be prepared to fight.
"We will have to talk later princess. Your companions are coming back now" Atlas commented. He leaned into my neck sniffing deeply. Before pulling away he kissed my cheek. "Until I see you again princess."
I stood dumbfounded as I watched Atlas disappear into the crowd. Seth was at my side.
"Everything okay?" He asked.
"Yes" I told him dancing to the music once more.
"You look like you have just seen a ghost." Seth commented placing his hands on my waist as we danced.
"Not a ghost. I have just been exposed to a whole new world" I whispered to him as we moved to the music.
I wanted to pull Seth closer to me. My body wanted his hands all over me. My brain was too confused to make any movement like that happen. Seth held me throughout the night. My body was never detached from him. I could feel his hesitancy to touch me in a more intimate way. I did not understand why. Did I have a look on my face that said I could not take any more? Or was there another reason he did not try to touch me like Emmett does.
Alcohol clouded my brain. All I could feel was his hands on my hips and back. All I could see was the lights flashing. I could not wait for Seth to gain the courage to kiss me. Songs changed. Our bodies where forced closer as the crowd swelled around us. I pulled Seth lips down to mine. They are the opposite of Emmetts. Fire and Soft instead of Cold and Hard. In that moment I could not choose which one is better. All I knew was that I was now a girl kissing a boy on the dancefloor. I let him slip his tongue down my throat. Kissing him deeply in response. These kisses are more innocent than kisses I have experienced with Emmett. Seth held me and kissed me there. Holding us in place against the movement of the crowd. I climbed up wrapping my legs around his waist. He placed his hands really low on my back. Moaning as our kiss deepened.
I broke our kiss abruptly. Jumping off Seth I clutched my stomach.
"You going to throw up?" Seth asked concern written all over his face.
Throw up? I thought. I have never thrown up in my life unless I had the flu. But this felt the same. Just to be safe I nodded to Seth. He picked me up running me out of the crowd. He found an exit door. Pulling me out into the night air. The second he placed me on the ground I spun around vomiting onto the dirty alley street.
Seth collected my hair. Holding it for me as I vomited. A wave ended and I felt that I was done vomiting. Then the second wave occurred. This one made water spring to my eyes with the force. When I had emptied all the contents of my body. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand I felt very gross. I could not stop the tears from flowing. Seth picked me up. Holding me to his chest.
"Let's get you home" He whispered.
Then my world went black.
