Artemis
Disclaimer: I wish, I wish I owned just one of the Twilight characters.
Chapter Ten
Bella
The scuffling sound that filtered in through the closed door had magnified. Several times the sound a body hitting the door would cause me to jump. I heard screaming – a girl's voice it sounded like. Alice, I figured, because the scuffling stopped, and the door opened. I cowered, trembling as Edward approached the bed – his face a mask of indifference. I was waiting… just waiting for him to yell. It never came, but the door slammed and he sighed loudly.
"Edward, what the hell are you thinking?" I peered around a corner of blanket and was surprised the see that Alice had come in the room too. Both of them were breathing harder, Alice just a little, but Edward was panting. A strange thought occurred to me – vampires didn't breathe did they? Edward cast me a quick glance.
"They were kissing, Alice. They were… right outside my door. Jasper was manipulating her," Edward ground out from clenched teeth. "I told her. I warned her." Alice gave me a small look too, before coming to stand between Edward and I.
"Never mind that," she said brusquely. Edward stood, his chair knocking into the wall.
"I told you if you didn't handle him then I would!" he shouted, snapping. "It's just a shame that I got to him first." Alice sighed impatiently.
"You boys! You're so damned stubborn and competitive. One of these days one of you is going to kill the other!" Edward huffed.
"I will kill him before he ever lays a hand on me," he swore. Alice placed her hand on Edward's arm.
"You are my family. Both of you. Please, just try to hold on until the end of the voyage. Jasper and I will leave you-" Edward pulled out of her grip.
"You won't have to," he bit out. "Because she'll be leaving. The problem will be gone." I trembled slightly, my face burning. Tears pricked at my eyelids but I didn't dare make a sound. I wanted them to forget that I was there.
"Please, Edward, just listen to me. I'm not perfect – no one is, but you need to hear me when I say that you are causing problems. For yourself and those around you." Alice stomped out, her tiny feet barely making a thump against the floor. Once the door shut I squeezed my eyes closed. Before I could even take a steadying breath the blankets were ripped off of me and I was being pulled to my feet. Edward's hands enclosed around the tops of both my arms, pinning them to my side.
"What was that?" he breathed. "Why did you do that?" I fought the urge to cry, biting my lip until I tasted copper. "Bella!" My lips parted.
"Please, I just wanted to see-" Edward shoved me away and I stumbled, barely catching myself before he'd thrown up his hands.
"You wanted to see? Well, you're going to have no problem doing that if you keep messing with him. You'll see yourself right into an early death!" Smoothing my sweaty palms on my nightgown I swallowed.
"I wanted to see if I could do it – fight him off." Edward chuckled darkly.
"As if you're strong enough," he countered, his tone venomous.
"Not physically, with my mind." Edward glanced up sharply. His lips spread into a smirk. Under any other circumstances I would have been dazzled.
"It didn't work so well, then, did it?" he snapped. "You seemed to be enjoying his lips far too much." My face heated and I sat down.
"I didn't. I-I just saw your face and anything I felt went away. It was false anyhow. He told me he could make me-" Edward held up a hand.
"I already know what Jasper can do," Edward said. He fell back into his recent seat, his head coming to rest in his hands.
"I can leave," I murmured. "I can stay with Alice-" My words, though I intended them to be appeasing, seemed to drive him into a further fit of rage.
"So he can have easier access to you? I think not!" I sighed.
"Well, if you aren't happy with me here and you don't want me to go, then please explain to me what the hell I have to do to ease your mind!" My tone caught Edward's attention. His eyes burned like fire into mine.
"Get in the bed. Close your eyes. Go to sleep. That will ease my mind." I looked at the bed, stricken.
"I've only just woken up!" I protested. Edward was shaking his head, approaching me.
"Do it. I've got to see that everything is running well with the ship. You are going to stay here. On this bed." I sat down softly, resigned.
"Fine."
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Edward
She was only wearing a shift –a fine linen thing that was light. I sighed. I could see straight through it. And so, very wicked thoughts were filling my head.
"Fine," she murmured. I'd told her to sleep. And that was what she needed to do. She needed to cover up her body and let me think. I couldn't think when she was standing there, shaking as she was.
"Yes, very good," I said automatically. "I'm going up on deck. If I find you out of this room…" I couldn't think of anything threatening to say. She already knew what would happen to her. I left her shortly after, promising myself not to go back and check on her. She would listen, I was sure. I had intended to go directly on deck, to speak with Emmett about the task situation. Jasper was in no condition to take orders, so I was betting that Emmett was going to fill in until Jasper had calmed down enough. But, my feet had other plans. Lost in idle thought I walked the entire ship, only to come to rest in front of my door. Damn it, what was wrong with me? It could have been the fact that I was heated from my fight with Jasper, or that I just desperately needed female company, but I opened my door carefully, listening for sounds of Bella. I relaxed when I heard her deep, even, breathing. I closed the door behind me quietly, stopping in my tracks when a tangy scent filled my nostrils. God, no. It couldn't be. I took a small step, analyzing Bella's sleeping body. She was half-tangled in the silken comforter, one hand fisted in the material, the other resting idly on her stomach. Her breathing was normal, but her eyes were moving rapidly behind the lids. She was dreaming. I stopped close, sniffing the air. She was aroused, indefinitely, and I couldn't for the life of me just leave. I hadn't smelled it in so long… I watched as the hand resting on her stomach twitched before coming to life and sliding slowly down to her lower stomach. It stopped again and my cock stirred. She wasn't… Her hand moved again as she made a throaty noise and my heart faltered – she was touching herself. I felt warmth rushing to my loins and I took a deep breath. Had it been that long? Even since I'd masturbated? I tried to think back, but I couldn't remember. I'd been too focused on everything else, ignoring women. In fact, the last had been Tanya. I didn't even think about that, though. My eyes were on Bella's hand as she spread her legs and began to touch herself in ways I had only ever imagined. I licked my lips, my pants becoming uncomfortable when she began to make small noises in the back of her throat. I wanted to replace her fingers with my own, and teach her all the things I knew I could. I wanted to- Stop that. I couldn't do it, no matter how badly I needed it. Groaning in frustration I reached down to unbutton my pants. God, I need relief now. Right now. I grasped my erection quickly, hissing in satisfaction at the warm feelings rushing through me. I met her pace – pumping when she stroked, nearly losing my control when she thrust a finger inside herself. I'd almost reached my climax when she said it.
"Ed-ward," she muttered, her finger swirling. I froze, my hair in mid-pump. My name? She'd just said my name. Shit. The sound of it leaving her lips left me breathless and I knew I had to leave before I did something I was going to regret. I held my cock tightly, waiting for the moment when she orgasmed. Her finger continued its ministrations, her head thrashing. "Mmm." I began moving my hand again, grunting softly. "Mm, Edward…" That did it. I fled to the bathroom, disappointed that I'd missed her release, but even more disappointed that I had to bring myself to orgasm. I thought of my name leaving her lips as I pumped, imagining myself deep inside her. I braced myself against the bathroom door as I came, muttering her name under my breath.
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Bella
My dreams had left me feeling weak and helpless – though they were pleasant enough. They continued for almost a week – every night I would feel his gaze on me, feel his tongue. It was pure torture, and during the day I felt foolish every time I looked at him. He had to see it in my eyes. He never said anything, though. If anything he was distant and morose, only speaking to me when necessary and of course, keeping me locked in his room. On the sixth day after my first initial dream everything seemed to come to a stand-still. Edward had worked most of the day up on deck and I'd sat – doing nothing. Only this time when he came into the room I went off on him. My boredom had driven me to a point where I either wanted to die or be permitted to leave.
"Edward? Can I talk to you?" He gave me a reproving glare, which I expected.
"What do you want?" I fixed him with a hard gaze.
"I want out of this dingy room. I want to be able to leave." Edward stared, before smiling.
"No." Indignantly I put my hands on my waist.
"Then kill me!" I shouted. "I am tired of being here. I want out! Either in death or in a walk on the deck!" Edward barely made a move to indicate that he'd heard me. He disappeared in the bathroom for a second and then reappeared a moment later, a cloth in his hand. I stood up. "Let me go or kill me," I repeated. "I-"
"I am tired of these antics," Edward cut in, throwing the cloth to the ground. I stamped my foot, not realizing how childish I looked.
"I don't care!" Before I could even point at him and begin my tirade he'd pinned me against the wall, my head smacking the wood. "Mmpf. Edward…" I closed my eyes, the pain swirling.
"Listen to me, Bella. You are mine. I can do what I want to with you – and I choose to have you down here. You're lucky you have not been made a meal yet. Do not test my patience." His breath was hot on my lips and I shivered as I recalled part of my most recent dream. His mouth had definitely been making itself useful.
"What do you choose to do with me?" I murmured, wetting my lips.
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Edward
Surely I had heard wrong. She wasn't baiting me – she was luring me. My mouth fell open before I could help it, but I snapped back to it. Be mean, I told myself. Don't let her show you up.
"Whatever I bloody well please!" I seethed. "Right now, I feel I may just have a little snack." I watched her face pale in realization and I felt a little twinge of satisfaction. I'd scared her. Finally.
"Then do it," she whispered. "I'm tired of waiting." With that, she let her head fall to the side, exposing a long expanse of snow white neck. I convulsed slightly. She really was out of her mind. But if she wanted to tempt me to prove that I would not react, then she would be sorely wrong. I leaned in towards her neck.
"At your command," I murmured, blowing across her skin. She shivered in my grasp and I smiled before scraping my teeth against her neck.
"I- I- Maybe I was wrong…" she trembled in emotion, her voice thick. I chuckled.
"Too late, love." I nibbled on her delectable skin, my tongue flicking over her pulse, causing her to jump. I wanted to scare her. I wanted her to be afraid of me. I bit her. Not hard enough to draw blood, but it made her cry out. She started to push my away and I locked her arms by her side. "You asked for this," I breathed, biting down again. Just a little harder. She squirmed, whimpering. I laughed.
"Please!" she wheezed. I realized I was crushing her a little too hard, so I pulled back a little, listening to her shallow gasps for breath.
"You wanted me to do it," I teased, my lips skating over her chin. Something within me was begging me to stop, my conscience, perhaps, but I didn't listen. I pushed that away as I flicked my tongue over her bottom lip. I pushed my growing erection against the small of her stomach and reeled when she pushed back, trying to push me away.
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Bella
Oh my God! He was… hard? And pushing against me? It was like all my dreams, only I was willing in my dreams. My body seemed hell-bent on betraying me, though. My knees were weakening every time he kissed me and my shift was damp between my legs. This couldn't be happening!
"I wanted to die," I fought, pressing myself against the wall as hard as I could manage. Edward only smirked, his lips pressing against my forehead.
"And so you shall," he promised. "One day." A hand came up to cup my breast and I shrieked, partly in shock and partly in raw pleasure.
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Edward
My erection was growing to the point of pain as I held her breast in my hand. The nipple was taut under the shift and I stroked it with my thumb until Bella whimpered slightly. I had right where I wanted her.
"Is this what you dream about?" I whispered huskily. Her eyes shot open.
"What?" she panted. I kissed her lips gently, nibbling on the bottom one. It was soft and delicious like velvet. All of Bella was.
"Do you dream about my hands on you?" I continued, feeling her spike in arousal. "About my tongue on yours?" I was going too far. I needed to stop. But I couldn't. Not this time. Bella shook her head wildly.
"No!" I tusked at her.
"Lying is a sin, Bella," I whispered. "You think you can prance around my room in your thin little nightgowns and expect me not to notice?"
"I never meant to-" I shushed her with a hard kiss.
"Well, you're going to get it now," I promised. "I'm giving in." I rubbed the length of my body against hers, feeling her flush.
"P-Please, Edward, I'll wear my dress to bed. I didn't realize that I was tempting you." Her voice was high and scared, like a trapped rabbit.
"Please, what?" I asked. "Don't pretend that you don't dream about me every night. I hear you." Her eyes darkened.
"Hear me?" I nodded, my hand slipping under her shift to caress her bare stomach.
"You say my name," I said. "You call for me. I'm just giving you what you secretly want." With that, I pressed my mouth against hers, struggling to stir her into action. She protested until I found it – the spot she'd been stimulating every night for a week. She went limp in my arms for a moment and then bucked against my hand. "That's it, love," I whispered, delving into her hot folds with one finger. I entered her quickly and she groaned, her head falling against the wall again. The door swung open just as I rubbed myself against her wetness.
"Edward I need- What the- Oh damn, I'm sorry!" I turned to see Emmett's surprised face just before he quickly exited. Bella's face was bright red as I pulled away from her, growling to myself. My cock ached as I pulled my pants up, avoiding Bella's gaze. I'd lost control of myself, and I didn't want to see her condescending eyes.
"Back in bed," I muttered gruffly. "I have business to attend to."
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