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Bella's POV

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Previously:

"I have one question for you though." I looked at him, wondering what it could be. "Would you move in with me?"

Now:

I stared at him in surprise; he was on the same track as my mind. "Yes; I would love to." I felt the jolt as he landed on the ground. Since we were now safe on land, I reached up and kissed him passionately. He returned it eagerly, and I could even feel a smile on his face, along with my own. He stopped the kisses though. I frowned slightly; I wanted more. He chuckled and kissed me once more.

"Thank you, Bella." He gave me one more light kiss before he put me on the ground, though he still held onto me. "We can talk more about that tomorrow, okay?" I nodded. He started leading me to the front door of the Stackhouse residence.

"Can you tell if Sookie is still awake?" I asked him.

He looked like he was concentrating for a moment before answering. "Yes, she is. It seems she is waiting for you. Her boyfriend is here as well."

I stared at him surprised. "You mean the vampire with her earlier?" He nodded. I instantly attached myself to Eric, who held me closely. "Don't leave me. I don't trust him or her anymore."

"I won't." He was silent for a minute. "If you woke up early enough, I could have someone bring you from Shreveport in the morning. You would only need to go in and get what you need to bring with you."

I looked up at him. I nodded, and kissed him. "Thank you. Will you come in with me?"

He smiled. "Of course." His smile turned into a smirk and I chuckled as I saw the gleam in his eye. It was one of twisted amusement.

I pulled on his hand to the door. "Eric, will you please come in?"

"Why thank you, my lady." He bowed and kissed the back of my hand.

I giggled since it tickled and he winked at me when he looked up. We walked inside and started towards the stairs. Sookie came out of her room, followed by Bill. She looked at Eric and became mad instantly.

"What are you doing in here? How did you even get in?" she questioned immediately. "Bella, you need to come over here by Bill and me. You can't trust him."

I looked at her in disbelief as Eric answered her. "Bella wanted my help to get ready what she needs for tomorrow."

Sookie stared at him for a mere moment before saying, "You glamoured her! Eric Northman, I rescind your invitation."

I saw Bill smirking a little, and I think Eric did as well when he growled, but the door opened by its self and he flew backwards like an invisible force threw him. I turned to Sookie, beyond angry at this point, and I think Eric was even feeding it to my emotions as well, or he was so mad that it was overflowing like that.

"Sookie, Eric did not glamour me. I can't be glamoured actually. I invited him in because I wanted his help. Eric, come in." He was instantly by my side.

While Bill and Sookie and Eric and I were staring each other down, none of us noticed that our disagreement alerted Adele. "What's going on out here?" I heard her voice say.

Sookie turned to her grandmother and said, "Gran, it's okay. You can go back to reading."

Adele rolled her eyes at Sookie, which made choke back a laugh. Bill agreed with Sookie and told her nothing was happening. Eric didn't seem to have the same problem. "Mrs. Stackhouse, it seems your granddaughter thinks I glamoured Bella into letting me in when Bella merely wanted my help."

Adele turned to Sookie. "Is this true?"

Sookie became madder. "No! He glamoured her!"

I rolled my eyes. "I can't be glamoured. You, however, are entirely hypocritical. You are with a vampire, yet you seem to think I can't be with one."

"I'm 25; you're only 18. You don't have enough rational thought yet, or experience, to make a proper decision about being with a vampire," she explained herself. "Eric, I rescind your invitation."

I couldn't believe she just said that. Eric flew out again, becoming even madder. Out of spite I whispered "I rescind your invitation, Bill." The said vampire suddenly went flying through the air and out the door. Eric stepped to the side and laughed lightly as Bill landed on the ground roughly. Sookie gasped and yelled for Bill.

"Sookie," I said, drawing her attention. "Though I may be younger than you, I have more rational thought and experience than you do. I took care of my mom since I was a little kid." Adele gasped and put her hand to her mouth and her eyes became sympathetic and sad. "As for experience, I have dated a vampire before; it's why Charlie sent me here," I informed her. She opened her mouth in shock. I heard Eric growling behind me at the mention of the Cullens.

Eric and Bill were both standing at the door, glaring at each other occasionally. Adele came over and hugged me before going to sit down. Sookie was still upset, and she finally let it come out of her mouth.

"You are still too young and shouldn't be with him," she insisted stubbornly. "Bill, come in please." He raced to her.

"Eric, come in," I whispered.

He came to my side quickly, putting his arms around me. I think this is partially to keep him from killing Bill and Sookie. I moved my hands to his arms and held them there.

"You can't trust him, Bella. He isn't a nice person," Sookie tried again.

I smirked a little, and felt Eric chuckle lightly at the expression. "You're right." I felt Eric stiffen a little. "He's not. He's a nice vampire to me and a threat to others." Eric immediately loosened his grip again and turned me around a little to kiss my lips. "For that matter, how do you know you can trust Bill?"

She looked at me in shock. "He saved my life." Bill looked a little smug.

Eric looked over to Bill, not liking him in the first place, and told Sookie, "Did your boyfriend tell you that with enough of their blood they can manipulate your emotions?"

Even though I didn't know that, I knew Eric wouldn't do that, unless it was to calm me down. Sookie looked at him, then at me. "That's what you're doing to her, isn't it? Did you know this, Bella?"

"Yes," I told her. She didn't need to know. "I trust him though."

Adele spoke up now. "Sookie," she called out. The said girl looked to her grandmother. "Leave Bella alone. Eric's intentions are honest when it comes to Bella."

I smiled at Adele, whom smiled back.

"Gran, he's manipulating her," Sookie insisted.

"Or Bill is the one manipulating you," I declared.

She turned accusing eyes onto me before turning to Bill. "Tell them they are wrong!" She looked like I did with Edward. I kind of felt sorry for her.

"Of course not!" he exclaimed.

Sookie smiled. "Do mind if I stay with you tonight?"

Bill smiled. "Of course not."

Sookie turned towards Adele. "Gran, I'm going to stay at Bill's tonight."

"Okay, dear." She smiled a sad smile, like she knew something was indeed going on.

Sookie ran to her room and grabbed a bag of her things and took off with Bill, leaving Eric, Adele, and me in the house. I walked over to the couch and sat beside Adele. Eric followed and sat on the chair on the other side of the coffee table. I then informed Adele about my plans to stay with Eric in Shreveport instead of here in Bon Temps. She understood perfectly, and with a mischievous smile, she said to 'have fun'. I told her I would be back tomorrow. She gave me a hug and went to her bedroom to read some more before going to sleep.

Eric and I went up to the room I was staying in and gathered what I was taking. I got some clothes for tomorrow, the pencils for tomorrow, and a few other necessities. After I put all of that into a bag, Eric picked me up and ran down the stairs. He continued out the door and then took off into the air.

"What about my car?" I asked.

He smirked and said, "You don't need to worry about that. I'll have someone bring you out here, and then when you are finished with the test, he can pick you up and bring you to your car. I'll come when the sun goes down."

I nodded and put my head on his chest. I was still surprised my own cousin could say things like that to me. I felt a few tears slipping down my cheeks.

"What's wrong?" The vibrations from his voice bounced off my head.

"I'm fine," is how I replied.

He sighed. "No, you're not."

I looked up to his face. "Do you really think Bill could be controlling Sookie's emotions?"

He looked thoughtful then answered. "I do. He is enough of a jerk to do something like that. He has calmed some since we first met, but he was very young then. His maker certainly didn't help things. I don't like him, nor do I trust him."

This sparked curiosity. "What happened the first time you met him?"

He smiled for a moment. "I was in San Francisco in 1905. I was roaming the area and came across a young woman being attacked by a murderer. I saved her. She was the madam at a brothel. The next night, I went to the brothel; I wanted to bed her. She was attractive. Not long after I arrived, I sensed and heard the other vampires that were there. They were feeding off of one of the girls. Apparently, this had been a regular thing. The vampires were Bill Compton, then only a few decades old, and his maker, Lorena, whom was and still is incompetent.

"The madam was very grateful. At first she refused, but after I stopped the vampires from killing anymore of her girls, she finally accepted. She was very witty and sharp tongued. I liked it. One of the funniest things she said the night I saved her was when I said the streets could be dangerous at that hour and a lady really should be more careful. Her response was if she met a lady, she would let her know."

He started chuckling, and I laughed too. "That's funny. Did anything happen after that?"

He smiled. "Yes. You've met her before. It's Pam."

I looked at him in shock. "She was nearly killed?"

He stared at me in disbelief for a moment. "That's the first thing that comes to your mind?" He chuckled and shook his head some.

"Well, the comeback doesn't surprise me. She's still like that. However, it's still hilarious!" I answered.

He chuckled and I felt him land on the ground again in front of his house. He never set me down as he carried me through the house to the bedroom I woke up in last night. He laid me on the bed and threw the bag onto a table. When he turned around, the look on his face made my insides tingle. I started to undress quickly, and he chuckled.

"Eager, are we?" he asked as he walked over towards me.

I nodded. "Yeah."

He leaned in closer to me. I reached my arms up and put them around his neck before I kissed him on the lips. I was very eager. He pulled my arms from their position and backed away. This didn't make me happy.

"As much as I want to, you need your rest if you are going to wake up early enough to go to Bon Temps in the morning to take the test," he reminded me.

I frowned. "That doesn't mean we can't continue where we left off earlier."

I climbed onto my knees and reached up to the top button of his shirt and started undoing them. I only got two undone before his hands pulled mine away. He leaned down and kissed me.

"I'm sorry, Bella. You need your rest."

With one last kiss, Eric released my hands and zoomed out. I sat back on the bed and frowned. I sighed and stood to walk to my bag and pull out my toothbrush. I performed my nightly routine, still in only my bra and underwear. I was still tingly and wanted more. I put everything back in my bag and took off the only thing covering my top half. I slipped on my high heels and walked to the door. I went into the hall and tried to guess which way Eric went. I assumed he would go towards the living room, so that is where I headed. I was right; he was sitting on the couch reading something.

I walked up behind him and leaned over the couch and around him to kiss him. He eagerly kissed back. Once we stopped, he tried to get me to go back and try to sleep. What he didn't realize is that I couldn't sleep, or what I was (or wasn't) wearing. I was still bending over the back of the couch, kissing Eric on his neck, when a voice was heard.

"Well, isn't this a nice surprise?"

I gasped and stood quickly, turning around to see Pam standing there. Eric was beside me in a flash, only now seeing exactly what was on me. I hid behind him with my arms covering my chest, which made him chuckle.

"I do say I have to agree," he said and stepped beside me to turn and look at me more closely.

Between Pam and Eric, I was certainly becoming uncomfortable. I quickly stepped out of the heels and started running towards the bedroom. Once inside, I put the shoes down and crawled under the blankets, even putting my head under. I figured since Eric wasn't already in here, he might not come in for the rest of the night.

I slowly slid my right hand down my body, letting my left hand come up to my left breast. The feeling of my hands moving over my body made the tingles start all over my body and increase the tingling, heat, and wetness in my lower region. My left hand started massaging where it touched, making the area become hard and heated. It shot an amazingly good feeling down to my core. I moaned out in pleasure. My right hand started moving under the lace of the panties and went in between my folds. It started moving up and down, creating a sensation that felt spectacular.

My core started to throb with need for pleasurable release. I started moving my fingers in a slow circular motion, but still up and down, which increased the tingles and need immensely. My left hand continued to massage my left breast, but also my right one. I continued the ministrations with my right hand, at the same slow speed. I could tell I was teasing myself. I started moaning and squirming around, seeking more friction from my own hand. I started moving my hand a little faster, aiming to satisfy the need. My back started arch in response. The pressure building up was starting to become unbearable; I needed release. I started moving my hand faster, desperate for the explosion of pleasure from an orgasm.

I was getting really close. I was less than a minute away from reaching it when suddenly my hands were pinned above my head with a naked body in between me and the blanket. My head was now out from under the blanket. I looked up into the ocean blue eyes of my lover; said eyes were darker from lust. His fangs were out and on display.

"A woman should never have to pleasure herself. That is what a man is for," he said.

The pressure in my core was building because I wasn't getting the release it needed, and I started squirming against him, seeking friction. "Well, said woman tried to get the man's attention, yet he stayed there reading."

"After I saw what you were in, while bending over the couch wearing nothing but heels and lingerie, it was very seductive; enough to drive a man wild with need."

He leaned down and kissed my neck. I moaned and arched into him. I felt him smirk against where he had traveled to; he was now in between my breasts. His hand came up and started to circle around the outside of my left breast. I frowned; I wanted more. A plea of want came through my lips; I was beyond rational thought and only wanted one thing. He was being a big tease.

I started to rub myself against him, seeing as how his member was very much alive and ready. I started moving myself up and down against him. He groaned in response, and pulled away some. He repositioned himself so he was sitting on top of me on my lower stomach, where I was unable to find any friction. I whimpered in response. He still had my arms pinned above me.

"You will only find release when I allow you to, since you are so insistent about doing this instead of resting," he informed me.

I whimpered, which apparently seemed to please him. His finger circled around my breast, always teasing, but never touching the center where I craved. It seemed the only spot that was completely arousing was the center of the breast. I'm not sure how long he continued this, but it seemed like a really long time to me. He took his time with each breast. He did eventually reach the part that had hardened long ago. He spent very little time there, and continued on. He circled it once and softly stroked it once. It was enough to drive me insane. I was very desperate for release, and couldn't find any friction whatsoever. He reached over to the nightstand and opened the drawer. He pulled something out and reached above my head. He moved my arms and I felt the lined leather around my wrists and a click. He handcuffed my hands above my head to the headboard.

Both of his hands ran down my body, giving me shivers and tingles. He moved back until he was halfway down my legs and traced the top of the panties before ripping the side and pulling them off in a move so quick it was a blur. He looked at me with lust before he leaned down. He took his hand and quickly reached in between my folds to feel how wet I was. My body automatically tensed at the touch, but responded just as quickly. I moaned in pleasure at the feeling of finally being touched. It was gone the second the sound left my lips, which caused another plea.

With my teasing and taunting ministrations that had me on the verge of release, and his teasing and nearly torturing but amazing touch, I was ready to scream. The pressure built up in my abdomen was begging to be released, and felt unbearable. He climbed off my legs to climb between them and put them over his shoulders. His hand moved and teased my folds before inserting themselves in between and started moving in up and down circles. Suddenly, his fingers went inside. I gasped in surprise and moaned in pleasure. He started pumping them in and out, making little circles inside me really slowly. It felt amazing, but agonizing. I felt my body moving itself along with him, moving up and down; it was pulling him out further, just to make them push back in deeper. It was absolutely amazing. He stopped for a moment, letting his fingers stay in place. My body kept moving until he held me still. This meant his fingers were inserted inside me almost painfully while my body was begging for release from the intimate touch. He leaned up to my ear.

"You may orgasm when you are ready," he whispered.

He leaned back down and started his ministrations again. His fingers went in and out in circles, only a little faster than before. My body started going up and down, my hips thrusting towards his touch, then away from it, and back towards him desperately trying to add friction to my core to achieve release. It agonizingly slow that the pressure continued to build until I was whimpering and moving around desperately trying to find pleasure. Since my hands were still handcuffed, I could only use them to help get leverage to move my body. My legs were still unable to be used for leverage since he had them over his shoulders still. He started moving his hands a little faster, which made my body to start moving more forcefully and desperately. The pressure built up a little faster, but it was nearly painful with need for release.

His fingers pulled out and my hips came backwards; his fingers pumped themselves in and my hips thrust forward eagerly. This continued until the pressure was nearly unbearable; this is when my body finally decided to give me the pleasure and it felt like an explosion happened. It was so intense, I think I saw stars and felt fireworks. I screamed out loud in pleasure of the feeling and relief of the pleasure being released.

A few seconds after my release started calming down, Eric suddenly plunged into me and drove me to a second orgasm that happened the same time as his first. We continued on, and I had my third and fourth and even fifth before we separated. I laid there exhausted, and Eric reached up and finally undid the handcuffs. My arms came down and wrapped themselves around his torso. We lay beside each other.

"Wow." That is the only thing I can come up with to express how I feel right now from what just happened.

I smiled. "I know. Amazing." His hand came up to cup my cheek and he leaned over to kiss me. "You're not going to get very much sleep. It's already 2:00. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?"

"Usually about fifteen minutes tops. I have to be there at 8:30," I answered.

"You'll need to wake up around 7:00 to get to Bon Temps in time then. You'll be safe in the car with this man. His name is Bobby. He knows if he tries anything, it will be his death." I frowned at this. "That is the result of working for vampires. Our safety depends on them sometimes."

I didn't like it, but I nodded my reluctant acceptance. He kissed my forehead and curled up against him tighter and tried to rest. I fell asleep quickly, feeling happy.