Virgin Blood

Chapter 7

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Bella woke up, but didn't know whether it was day or night. She quickly surmised that Edward wasn't there, and then realized that she desperately needed to pee. She climbed out of bed and crept across the room to the chamber pot. Her feet were freezing, but she felt much better after she relieved herself.

She quickly ran back to the bed to get back under the warmth of the covers. Then she saw, sitting on the end of the bed was a long nightgown, robe, and thick stockings. Bella scrambled to quickly put the stockings on her cold feet before slipping on the nightgown and robe. It felt warm and comfortable and she snuggled back under the covers.

Bella reached up to brush some hair out of her face and for the first time realized what a tangled, dirty mess it was. Of course it hadn't been brushed since her arrival here, and she had been sick in bed for half that time.

When she was feeling a bit warmer, she got up and walked around the room to explore it. There wasn't anything by ways of a brush around. She went over to the door, but it was locked. No sooner had she tested it, though, then the door was flung open.

Bella jumped back and gasped.

"I thought I heard you moving around in here," Edward greeted her.

"You could here that?" Bella asked.

"I was only in the next room."

Bella pictured Edward rolling his eyes as spoke, if Edward ever rolled his eyes.

"Thank you for the clothes," Bella said shyly. The nightgown was thick and the robe sufficiently covered her so Bella didn't feel embarrassed to be wearing night clothes in front of him. She was embarrassed, though, at what she knew what must be her messy appearance.

Bella self-consciously reached up and ran a hand through her hair.

Edward seemed to notice the action. "How about a hot bath?" Edward asked.

Bella's eyes widened at him. "Yes please," she squealed. A hot bath sounded heavenly.

Edward chuckled at her reaction.

"Nightfall," was all Edward said, and he left the room, closing the door ominously behind him. Bella stared after him and started to second guess herself. She didn't trust that departing smirk he had given her. Did he expect to be there for the bath? She felt a dread in the pit of her stomach.

She went and sat down on the bed, trying not to think about it. Edward had said nightfall, but she had no idea what time it was now.

Bella wasn't sure how long it was before Edward came back in and got her, perhaps and hour.

He was smirking at her, that evil smirk.

"Follow me," he said simply.

Bella hesitated. "I...I..." she couldn't think of anything to say, any excuse to give.

Edward walked up to her confidently. "You're still tired," his voice held a teasing tone. "I'll carry you." He picked her up easily in his arms, one arm behind her back and one behind her knees.

Bella wrapped her arms around his neck. Edward was so strong and steady as he carried her as though she weighed nothing. But Bella already knew of Edward's strength.

He took her down a hallway she had never been before. Then he entered a large bathroom. The tub in the middle was already full of hot water, and there were several buckets steaming around them. Jasper was just setting down one when they entered.

Bella felt her uneasiness increase when she saw the other man. She thought about being forced to bathe in front of both of them. She was helpless against their whims.

Edward set her on her feet, and Jasper wordlessly turned and left the room. Bella calmed slightly.

"Time for your bath, kitten," Edward grinned at her.

"A-aren't you going to leave?" Bella stuttered out.

"No."

Bella made small stuttering sounds as she shuffled her feet, looking at the floor.

"I've seen you naked many times, Bella. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Now take off your clothes and get in the bath."

Bella still didn't move.

"Either you take off your clothes and put them back on when you're done with your bath. Or I can come rip them off you and you can go to bed naked."

Bella's eyes widened at his tone and words. They weren't gentle anymore, but hard and demanding. She had no doubt that he would carry through with his threat.

She slowly took off her robe, folding it carefully and placing it on a nearby chair. Though she knew Edward had seen her naked many times before, she was still embarrassed by it. She had never stripped herself in front of him.

She took off her socks next. Then all that was left was the nightgown. Bella turned to face away from him as she lifted it over her head and set it on the chair as well. Edward got a good view of her backside. Her slender hips and soft butt.

Edward was suddenly right behind her. She could feel his cool presence even before he touched her thigh. "Get in the bath," he whispered to the back of her head.

Bella slinked over and climbed into the tub. It really was large. The water was quite warm and she sighed as her muscles relaxed. She had never been in such a luxurious tub before. The water was clear, and she knew Edward could see her quite well as he looked down at her.

She kept her legs bent up against her chest to hid her body.

"How does it feel?" he asked.

Bella glared at him and turned away. He was suddenly kneeling before her, leaning over the tub. Bella gasped. She called herself an idiot for upsetting him again.

"I-it feels good," Bella said quickly.

Edward laughed. "You've seemed to have developed a stutter all of a sudden," he teased her.

Bella hugged her legs tighter. She watched as Edward carefully rolled up his sleeves.

He reached out and touched her suddenly, making Bella gasp and flinch.

"Lean back, kitten," Edward said as he guided her head back with his hands. "I'm going to wash your hair for you."

Bella let him lean her back and get her hair wet. She kept her arms wrapped around her has Edward put some soap in her hair and gently started rubbing her scalp. It did feel good.

His hand then gently crept down her back and started rubbing it. That felt good, too.

All of a sudden, though, his hand went down further and grazed the top of her butt crack. Bella yelped and jumped.

"You look so delectable," Edward said, rubbing her back again, "All warm and naked and wet."

Bella blushed.

"Move your arms Bella," Edward said with authority.

Bella shook her head weakly.

"Move your arms," Edward said again, his voice holding no room for argument. Bella shivered in fear, which only increased at his next words. "You won't like it if I have to make you." And because she was afraid of what he would to otherwise, Bella moved her arms out of the way to rest helplessly at her sides.

"Lean back," was Edward's next command. She hated this. Hated that she was doing this, that he was making her act on her own. He was demonstrating his utter power over her, to make her do whatever he wished.

Bella leaned back so that Edward could see her breasts. The water sloshed appetizingly over them. And as Bella breathed, her nipples rose in and out of the clear water.

Edward ran the back of his knuckle over her nipple and it hardened under his attention.

Bella's breathing became uneven. He ran his hand down her stomach and stopped at the top of her pubic mound where short stubble was just starting to grow.

Edward then leaned over her to gently wash the shampoo out of her hair. He grabbed some soap and lathered it between his hands, then spread it on her tummy, washing it down her sides, to her hips. He gently massaged her there before running his hands over her outer thighs, then moved inward.

Bella gasped at the sensation of what he was doing to her body. "Do you like that?" he asked her teasingly.

Bella shook her head. Edward laughed. "I think you do," was his soft response.

Edward ran his soapy hands over her shoulders and down her arms. Bella's body was starting to tingle at his gentle administrations. When his hand came back and grazed the side of her breast, a wave of sensation flooded her cunt.

Edward grabbed her ankle and pushed it toward her body, bending her knee. He moved the other one similarly.

"No," Bella gasped as her pussy was forced open, she squeezed her legs together.

Edward grabbed her knees and forced her legs apart. "Stay like this, my pet," he said simply. Bella whimpered, but didn't move.

Edward ran his hands from her knee down her thigh and to the apex in between her legs. Bella's body was throbbing now, and she grabbed the sides of the tub.

"What a-are you doing to me?" Bella asked.

Edward smiled tenderly at her. "You're going to like it, little virgin" he assured. His fingers rubbed her clit and Bella gasped and squirmed, her body involuntarily pressing into his hand.

He started stroking her folds as his thumb rubbed a gentle rhythm into her clit. Keeping his left hand working on her cunt with his right hand he traced the lines of her ribs, then followed the creases of the underside of her breasts.

Bella's body was doing funny things to her now. She could feel that she was closer now than she had been before. Edward had called it her "release," she remembered.

Her body was building up a pressure at Edward's steady and unwavering hands, and then the pressure was released and Bella gasped and moaned. She was unable to really register what was happening as the sensations in her body took over and her brain went foggy.

Her body, which she hadn't realized was so tense, relaxed into the tub. She had never felt anything like that before. Was that normal?

Bella's breathing was fast, like she had just sprinted up the stairs. Edward pulled his hand away, and Bella was too wrapped up in her post first orgasm to move. Edward sat back and admired Bella's body, the way her chest heaved, her legs bent and her pussy open and ready. He admired her closed eyes and sated expression as she was lay unaware.

Soon, Bella's senses came back to her. She self-consciously pushed her legs back together, hiding her private parts. She sat up slightly in the tub and looked confusedly at Edward.

Edward only grinned and poured another bucket of hot water into the tub, which was starting to cool off. The hot water felt good against Bella's skin as it calmed her tense muscles.

"Are you enjoying your bath, little one?" Edward asked as he sat watching her. Bella blushed and looked down.

Edward reached out and grabbed one of her hands, holding it in his larger palm.

"You're getting wrinkles," Edward said almost reverently as he inspected her soft hand. He ran his fingers over her wrinkled ones. "Perhaps it is time to get out?" it sounded like a question, but he didn't wait for her response.

With two hands under her armpits, he lifted her easily up out of the water. Bella shivered as the air flooded her warm skin. Edward set her down before picking up a towel and drying her himself.

When he was done with her body, he wrapped the towel around her damp hair, squeezing out as much moisture as he could. Edward stared down at her naked body, delighted that it was covered in goosebumps. He ran his hands down her arm, feeling the small bumps.

"Get dressed," Edward commanded, and Bella scurried over to put her nightgown back on.

When she was clothed, Edward lifted her suddenly back into his arms. Bella wrapped her arms around his neck. Despite her humiliation at his hands, at least he hadn't hurt her this time. At least Jasper wasn't there. He was also very tender afterwards.

"You should rest now," Edward said as he carried her back down the stairs.

"I'm hungry," Bella complained.

Edward chuckled. "Food first and then rest." And that's what Bella did.