Chapter 9 - Bella's Solo

Edward's POV

Fourteen hours, thirty three minutes, and twenty seven seconds.

That's how long it had been since I had seen my Bella.

I didn't want to go; really I didn't. But Emmett and Jasper made me. They assured me I would have eternity with my human fiancée after her transformation. Which was true, but I still didn't want to leave her by herself in Forks. As soon as I had bagged a few mountain lions, I wanted to return. Emmett made me beat him in a wrestling match. Even if I couldn't read his mind, I still would have won. I needed to get to my Bella, and nothing was going to stop me.

As I raced through Idaho, I wondered what Bella was doing at that moment. Probably some homework, or housecleaning; perhaps she was working on dinner for her and Charlie. I thought of what we did last night and had to work very hard not to get extremely turned on. I shook my head, knowing that when I arrived, we wouldn't be able to do anything under Charlie's watch. It didn't matter. Just seeing Bella and holding her, hearing her voice and being with her was what I looked forward to.

Finally, I arrived in Forks. I ran even faster through the forest, making my way to Bella's home. I climbed up the tree just outside her bedroom window and nearly fell.

Surely I was dreaming. But no, I told myself, you're a vampire, you can't fall asleep, therefore no dreaming. But this couldn't actually be happening. Bella was lying on her bed, naked. And she had just started rubbing and pinching her nipples. I could hear her soft pants of pleasure through the window glass, and I felt myself harden instantly. Bella masturbating... somehow, the thought had never really occurred to me, and I wondered why. It was erotic, watching her touch herself and hearing her soft moans, the way her facial expressions changed.

I wondered if what I was doing was wrong; watching my fiancée masturbate without her knowing I was there. But I couldn't look away. Bella's fingers trailed their way down her stomach and towards her pussy. I groaned as I watched her fingers dip deep into her velvet folds; how I wished it was my tongue, me pleasing her, making her moan in the delicious way she was now...

It was becoming harder to watch. But I wanted to see her orgasm, watch that beautiful look wash over her face as she experienced indescribable pleasure. I would remain in the tree until she came, I decided. My cock throbbed as my angel rubbed her clit, her little moans of arousal making me painfully hard.

Her breathing hitched as she slid two fingers into herself. I felt an excess flow of venom in my mouth; how I wanted to lick those fingers, devour the sweet taste, more potent than her blood. She was getting closer; I could hear the frantic beating of her beautiful heart, my second favourite sound in the world. She rubbed her clit furiously, her fingers pumping in and out of her hot core.

She let out a stream of moans with my name mixed in as she approached her orgasm. The tree branch I had curled my fingers around snapped off with ease. I watched Bella's body convulse, her face pure beauty as she came, her fingers deep within herself. Silently, I opened her window and observed her. She was breathing heavily, her eyes closed.

"Oh, Edward..." she sighed. This couldn't be put off any longer. I laid down beside her, wrapping an arm around her waist and brushing a few strands of hair from her face. She gasped as she realized I was there, and pulled a blanket over herself, mortified. She turned to face me, the blood pooling in her face. I fought the monster inside of myself, the one who wanted her blood so desperately.

"I..." she tried to explain, but no words would come out.

Bella, that was so beautiful. And very erotic." I informed her, whispering the last bit in her ear. I was sure she could feel my hardness poking her in the side.

She told me she was glad I was back, but my mind was still on those fingers... the very fingers resting on top of this hideous blanket. I gently took her hand and brought it to my mouth, sucking on each one of the delicious digits. I wanted to spend the next twenty four hours devouring that very same taste and hearing my favourite sound in the world.