Hey!! Since there was a little confusion about the disease consumption, I'll explain what it is! Consumption is the old word for something you've probably heard of - tuberculosis. It is transfered through the air by coughs and sneezes. Coughing up blood and a wasting body are common symptoms of consumption (TB).
And please try to keep in mind that I said I was going to use Bram Stoker's version of how a person turns to a vampire. Also, that Bella's blood doesn't "sing" for Edward either.
Another thing. I didn't know what men's underwear were in this time period. I'm sorry. I tried, but I couldn't find anything. Oh well....
Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes!
-Firsts-
BPOV
Nightmares.
Over and over, I saw my mother and father being shot, blood coating the cobblestones. The memories plagued me, becoming distorted and surreal. The flames in the streetlamps burst and showered onto the dead forms of my parents. I was crying and I threw myself onto them, slipping in the crimson liquid.
"Father," I cried.
Slowly, he raised his head. His head turned to look me in the eyes and I saw a sight that made my blood run cold. His eyes were ruby red, glistening like that vampire that had tried to kill me not too long ago.
A scream tore from my throat.
"Bella! Bella, shhh. It's alright," cooed a velvet voice. A cool hand softly rubbed my hair back from my forehead. "Open your eyes, Bella. It's only a dream."
My eyes opened but that didn't dispel the terrifying sight of my father's red eyes.
Two concerned and flawless golden eyes watched me. His bronze locks hung slightly in his eyes, messy as always. Edward's sepharic face was merely inches from mine. Softly cupping my face with his left hand, he brushed a strand of my chestnut hair back.
"Are you alright?"
I nodded. His touch still sent my heart racing and I couldn't hide my reaction to him.
Without breaking his intense gaze, he reached out and brought my hand to his lips, kissing my palm tenderly. "You're safe, Isabella," he murmured. "As long as I'm around, you'll always be safe."
For some inexplicable reason, tears formed in my eyes. Maybe it was how I felt truly cared for. Or it might have been the sincerity and intensity behind his words. Regardless of the reason, I became teary-eyed and I gave him a watery smile.
"Thank you, Edward," I whispered, cupping his face. "Thank you so much."
"I only spoke the truth."
"I know."
For a long moment I just looked at him, staring into those soulful topaz eyes. It seemed like a long-time before someone spoke. "Where are we?" I asked, only able to break that gaze when he turned away.
"I suppose you were too distressed last night to remember." He took a deep breath. "I rented a hotel room for us," he finished. "I didn't want to take you back to my apartment because it was...filthy and not fit for ladies. There were rats everywhere."
My nose wrinkled in disgust. I hated rats. I moved, stretching to my right. I winced when I realized I had slept in my corset. I had probably just given myself a serious injury by sleeping in it.
"Edward, I need your help," I said. I couldn't help the tiny squeak of pain from the whalebone inside the corset stabbing me in the ribs.
"Anything," he replied. "What's wrong?"
"I slept in my corset last night and I need to get it off now before it seriously injures me."
"Alright." Then he looked like he had no idea what to do - which he probably didn't.
"I'll have to undress a little then," I muttered, blushing a dark crimson. He graciously helped me off the bed. I stumbled slightly but managed to stand. It was then that I realized that the buttons to my dress were on the back and I couldn't reach them. That was why I had Prissy - to undo these type of cursed buttons.
"Edward?" My voice came out slightly shaky. Of course I was nervous. I was asking this god to help me undress.
"Yes, love?"
"Can you...I need your help."
EPOV
Suddenly she froze, her back stiffening. Her skirts swung softly around her lithe form. Without turning around, she spoke. "Can you...I need your help." Her voice would have been too low for normal human ears, but I could hear her.
"I'm ashamed to say that my thoughts went straight into the gutter. Until that moment I hadn't thought of Bella in a sexual way, at least since I had last seen her when...when I'd tasted her. Now, at the mere thought of undoing those tiny buttons on her dress, I saw her naked. The vision was so vivid and alive in my mind. I shook my head to clear the inappropriate thoughts from my mind.
"You need help undressing?" I asked quietly.
Still not turning, she nodded. "Yes."
Taking a deep, unecessary breath, I stood. I walked towards her, stopping only a foot from her back. This should be simple, I thought.
I slowly reached up and undone the top button. My fingers grazed over her warm body. She gasped at the contact; an electric spark surged through me. Her floral scent intoxicated me. As I slowly unbuttoned the back of her dress, I saw more and more of her. Of course she had her corset and chemise underneath, but its back was low and her milky skin was revealed to me. My fingers accidently brushed over her lower back. God, she was so warm.
"You...can yo uhelp me undo the corset also?" she asked hesitantly. "I can't do it by myself."
"Yes."
I watched her step out of the dress, my thoughts turning increasingly disrespectful. I was starting to harden. She was now standing in her pantalets, corset, and stockings. I took a deep breath and fumbled with the strings on the lower part of the corset. I was afraid I'd accidently touch her with my finger because the corset came a little over her rear.
Soon, I forgot my embarrassment because I was trying to figure out how to get the cursed contraption off. I huffed in frustration. I heard her repress a giggle.
"It's a lot harder than you think," I grumbled, embarrassed that I was making a fool out of myself.
"Imagine having to do this everyday," she replied.
"God forbid."
When I finally finished unlacing the corset, I laughed in triumph. "A-ha!" She pulled it off her, tossing it to the ground. Finally, she turned towards me. She wore a chemise under her corset, of course, a sort of undershirt. But it was so thin and sheer it was nearly transparent. I saw her dark nipples and the outline of her breasts. On their own violation, my eyes traveled down her body. I was suddenly so hard it was painful.
Groaning, I turned away. She was too beautiful. I had never met a woman as alluring as her, both physically and emotionally.
"Thank you." Her voice was soft, as I expected, but there was something else mixed with it. Emotional pain. I turned to her to find her face contorted between disapointment and hurt.
"Bella, love, what's wrong?" I asked, wrapping my arms around her. Pulling her to me, my hand smoothed her hair.
"I'm hideous," she muttered, leaning heavily on me.
"How could you ever think such a lie?" I demanded. She was beautiful, how could she doubt that?
"You won't look at me."
I instantly hated myself. "Oh, Bella," I murmured. "You are the most radiant, beautiful creature I've ever seen." I paused, wondering if I should continue. She thought she was ugly because I had turned away from her, when in fact it was the exact opposite. "I looked away from you because I wouldn't have been able to gaze upon your lovely body without throwing you down and taking you right here."
A gorgeous, endearing blush rose into her cheeks and she crossed her arms over her breasts. My arms were still around her. I never wanted to let go.
"Oh," was her reply, ducking her head.
Reluctant to let go of her, I took one arm from around her to tip her head back gently, forcing her large chocolate eyes to stare into mine. I had seen so many brown eyes, but never ones as deep and open as these. A pure soul stared back at me.
Cupping her face with my hand I brought my lips to hers. Slowly it grew from a simple kiss to something else. I licked the line of her lower lip, begging for entrance. Her sweet mouth opened and her tongue caressed mine.
I felt her arms wrap around my neck tightly, gripping my hair. She gasped quickly for breath and crashed her lips once again to mine. I moved my hands from her face to her back, molding her body to mine. She sucked on my tongue, causing me to harden even more. God, Bella had never done that before.
I broke the kiss because we both needed to breathe. Moving my lips to her neck, I suckled her skin.
"Edward," she panted, her hand running over my chest. "I still haven't seen you."
I froze. She was right. I hadn't even removed my shirt in her presence before. But I wasn't sure I could still be in control if I felt her on my bare skin.
"Please, Edward," she begged softly. "It's all I want." She ran her fingers over my jawline and down my throat. When they came to the first button of my shirt, she hesitated.
BPOV
He was always such a gentleman. The most I had seen of him was his beautiful face, and elegant hands and wrists. But my eyes hungered for more.
"Please," I breathed. When he didn't respond, I slowly unbuttoned the top button. I couldn't decipher his emotions from his face - he was impassive. But he didn't try to stop me. Though my hands shook, I slowly unbuttoned his black shirt, increasing in speed as I neared the end for fear that he would change his mind. His finely sculpted chest was revealed to me.
I gasped at his beauty.
This man, this vampire, was so flawless. His hard body stiffened under my fingers whenever I touched him. I watched his muscles tense as my nails grazed over them. I pulled the shirt from his body. It should be a sin for him to wear clothes. For the longest moment, I just gaped at him. My eyes raked over his biceps and broad shoulders, traveling to his hard abs. I reached out to undo his pants and that's when his hands stilled mine.
"Bella, no," he said, sounding strained. "Not now."
"Please?" It wasn't fair. He had seen me - all of me - I should at least be able to see more than his chest. I blushed now, remembering the way his eyes had moved over my naked form, drinking in the sight of me below him. "You've seen me, Edward. Please let me just look at you." My voice was soft but even.
He sighed, not as calmly as I would have thought. Maybe I was finally dispelling some of his hard-won control. I decided to try and persuade him.
"Nothing bad will happen," I purred, pressing myself to him. There were such few clothes between us. The coldness of his body shot straight into mine, igniting my skin. I licked his chest once...twice. He sucked in a breath sharply, then groaned, his hands curled into fists at his sides. "Trust me," my voice cooed.
His chest heaved as he fought between decisions. I hoped I was making it easier for him to choose the one in which I finally saw him without pants.
My fingers quickly undone his pants, trying to tug them down. I had to have his help. Stepping out of the restraining fabric, he brought his lips to mine. His passion surprised me. Only ten minutes before, he had been impassive, emotionless, and now he was kissing me as if he had been starved and I was the only thing that gave him nourishment. His tongue attacked him furiously, sending chills through me. I trembled as his tongue did amazing things in my mouth. Suddenly I was laying on something soft with Edward hovering over me in his boxers.
Confused, I looked up at him. He grinned sheepishly, grinning crookedly.
"I got a little excited," he murmured.
I blushed and spoke without thinking. "I don't mind." Now I flushed darker than ever.
He laughed joyously and brought his lips down to mine. Kissing me breathless, his hands traveled down my still barely-clothed body. His icy touch sent chills shooting into my skin and veins. Knowing I needed to breathe, he moved his lips to my neck. Panting, I felt his tongue touch my skin. I gasped in surprise.
"Do you like it when I taste you?" he asked, purring.
Nodding furiously, I was beyond all speaking capabilities. His lips closed over my breast, the thin material of my chemise dulling the sensation. My back arched and I moaned as he rolled his tongue over my nipple.
"Edward," I moaned over and over. His hands trapped my shoulders, holding them securely to the bed as his frosty mouth awakened intense desires inside me, burning fires that engulfed my thoughts. Softly pushing my chemise up over my breasts and shoulders, he then pulled it off me. His eyes moved over my naked skin.
"Bella, you're stunning," he murmured. "I don't deserve you."
"Don't say that," I protested softly. "Stop belittling yourself. If anything, I'm the one that doesn't deserve you."
"You're utterly absurd."
But I wasn't able to argue my point because Edward's fingers fluttered over my hot, flushed skin. The contrast in temperature created such pleasure in me I thought I might burst. His hands went to my stockings, slowly bringing them down. He took my pantalettes off with his teeth.
His teeth softly scraped over my skin. I groaned, my need growing with each passing second. I was completely naked now.
"Please," I gasped.
"Please what, Bella?" he asked, too calmly for my liking.
"Please...I want to feel you inside me," I managed, beyond embarrassment. I clutched his neck, pulling him up to me. My lips captured his and I sucked his tongue into my mouth. When we broke apart a long time later I wasn't the only one gasping for breath.
"I'm not sure I can do that," he answered. "I could hurt you."
"Edward, it's all I want. Please?" My eyes widened as I pleaded with him.
He groaned in frustration. "I can't stand it when you beg like that."
"Then give in."
He smirked at me. "I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?"
I leaned up and licked his chest. A deep, shuddering groan came from his throat. Suddenly his boxers were gone and I finally saw the glory that was Edward.
I had no idea what to expect. Mother had never told me about what happened between men and women. The only thing I knew was what Edward had taught me. I was more naive than a baby. So when I saw Edward naked, I gasped. He wasn't what I expected. And was he supposed to be so large? Surely he would never fit inside me.
Suddenly this didn't seem like a good idea.
Seeing my fear, Edward kissed my face softly. He trailed his lips from my eyelids to my nose and cheeks before ending at my lips.
"We can stop," he said, sounding strained.
"No," I said firmly, no longer indecisive. "I want this...I want you."
My love stared at me for a moment before trailing his lips down my body. Not expecting this, I gasped. I felt his cold tongue at my entrance, lightly trailing over my hot folds. Moaning, my back arched. He kissed the insides of my thighs, licking up the ocean between my legs as I pooled for him. When he finally plunged his tongue into me, I gasped and arched sharply, my hips bucking up. He held my pelvis down strongly. At first he was slow, agonizingly slow. My hands clutched his hair tightly, pulling him closer to me. Then his pace increased. He was no longer simply tasting me, he was lapping at me like a man dying of thirst.
Pleasure surged through me. It was almost too much to bear. I was panting and gasping, writhing underneath his strong grasp. My stomach became heavy as I forced the pleasure down, trying to stay coherent. But his tongue made swift work of that.
He bit down on my bundle of nerves. I came right into his mouth, spilling all over him.
And he didn't stop.
As stars exploded behind my eyelids and my back curved in a permanent arch, he continued to drink my spilling juices. Immediately I felt another orgasm coming closer.
"I love when you scream my name," he said, his voice rought and husky with desire.
My mind was still hazy, and I shuddered with each aftershock. With my eyes still closed, I felt Edward's tongue disappear from between my legs.
"Bella, look at me," he ordered.
Struggling to do as he said, my eyes fluttered open to find Edward hovering over me. His hard member was positioned at my entrance. He shifted, causing the head of his penis to rub against my core. I cried out and bucked my hips up. I needed him so much.
Watching me closely, he slid himself into me slowly. My eyes widened as I felt him fill me. My walls expanded to accommodate his largeness. With one thrust, he broke my barrier. Through the pleasure, I felt that one small twinge of pain as he filled me. But it was instantly gone. Edward didn't move an inch.
"That is the last time I will hurt you," he murmured, fighting with the need to thrust into me.
"Don't stop," I panted.
He began to thrust into me. His jaw was tense as he made sure he could still maintain his control. AS he plunged deeper into me, my breasts rubbing against his chest, I realized that this is what it felt like to share souls. His intense golden eyes stared into mine, filled with both love and lust.
Edward was the first man I had ever kissed or loved. He was all I needed to survive.
"Bella," he groaned, kissing me deeply once more.
I was going to cum. I was so close. With my heart racing and my skin sweating from exertion, I moved my hips in rhythm with his. He was so slow, too slow.
"Faster, Edward," I pleaded. "Harder. Please."
An animalistic growl rumbled from deep in his chest - the sexiest thing I'd ever heard. "You have no idea what it does to me to hear you beg," he purred, voice husky and deep.
Abruptly, he slammed into me. I gasped, my eyes snapping open, and arched into him. His lips and teeth went to my neck, sucking and licking and biting. He went quickly into me before pulling out slowly, completely exiting me. I growled in frustration. He was toying with me. Then he switched and pulled out quickly, entering me slowly.
"Stop it," I warned. I just needed him to stop teasing me.
"Stop?"
Immediately, he froze. He wasn't even inside me at the moment. His manhood brushed softly over my cunt.
"Don't you even think about stopping right now," I warned.
"Do you love me, Bella?"
Surprised, I looked into his serious eyes. "Of course I love you, Edward," I replied.
His entrance into my soaking core was quick and rough. I almost came right away so intense was the pleasure hitting me as he thrust into me. I moaned words I didn't even recognize. Suddenly, my orgasm hit me, and I rode the waves of pleasure. I screamed something but I hardly cared if anyone heard. And he continued to plunge deeper inside me, causing another orgasm to slam into me. My walls clenched around his engorged member as I tensed from the ecstasy.
When I came back to myself, Edward had pulled the sheet up to my waist and wrapped himself in the heavy bedspread. I was drifting in a happiness so thick I couldn't help the goofy grin that spread over my face.
He smiled my favorite crooked smile. "You're awake."
"Did I sleep."
"Only a little."
I gestured to the blanket he was wrapped up in. "Why are you in that blanket?" I asked.
He grinned sheepishly. "I didn't want to cause you to get cold but I didn't want your lovely body covered either." This his eyes sobered. "How are you feeling? Are you sore?"
I moved slightly and realized my breasts were uncovered. I blushed and pulled the sheet up. He had already seen me naked but being in the throes of passion and just waking up were two different things. "I think I might be a little sore," I murmured.
EPOV
She was so beautiful. Soon, Bella fell back to sleep, her chest rising and falling with each breath. She was so alive and thriving. The sheets were stained with a few drops of blood from where I had broken her barrier. It saddened me that I had caused her pain.
My angel shiftedm smiling in her sleep, and my despair lightened.
The pain of her parents' death was momentarily forgotten. She was drifting in a sea of happy and pleasant dreams. I wondered if any of them were about me.
But something was wrong.
Her scent had changed slightly. Something foreign was running through her veins, something bad. When we had made love I didn't use any kind of contraceptive device because it was impossible for vampires to impregnante humans. So I didn't think that was the problem. I reached out and placed my hand on her warm neck.
That was when I realized what was wrong with Bella, why her scent had changed.
I looked at her serene sleeping face. No, it couldn't be. She was so alive, so healthy. It wasn't possible. But her scent and skin said otherwise.
Sickness.
Sorry I left you guys on that cliffhanger!! I just thought it was an appropriate place. I hope you enjoyed that lemon. :D
So please review and tell me if this chappie was crap or not.
-Oriana
