Thanks to all those who have reviewed, Carlisle is more than happy! I need to send a special thanks to mabarberella. She gave some great ideas and input. If you want a Belisle that will leave you panting… read her story The Hummer. I needed a cold shower after it!

Don't own it…wish I did…especially the blond-haired God!

Carlisle POV

Something was very wrong. I couldn't concentrate when I took down two large bucks and drained them. I was going to go for a third when I couldn't stand the pain that Isabella was feeling. It was nearing dawn and I know that she needed some time alone, but I didn't want to go home without at least checking on her.

I made my way to her house, my hands longing to touch her, my arms begged to embrace her and take all the hurt away. I know that these past few days were almost too much for a vampire to take in, let alone a delicate, kind human being.

Her light was off when I got to her house, so I jumped lithely onto the tree outside her window, barely even moving the leaves. I couldn't see her in her bed, maybe she was in the bathroom. I waited but only for a second when I realized that I could not hear her heartbeat. I quickly jumped to the window, hanging on the ledge, and slid it open easily. I leapt inside and, for the first time in my existence, my body felt a cold emptiness. Fear coursed through my entire body. Her scent was hours old, she was gone.

There were bags of clothes and receipts, but my eyes fell on a piece of paper at the end of the bed.

Carlisle,

I cannot stand the thought that I am the one tearing your family apart. I do not want you to resent me down the road. I am not sorry that I met you or for the short time we spent together. You made me feel complete. I will always love you. Please forgive me.

Isabella

"NO!" I roared as soon as I read it, not caring if anyone heard me. What in the hell was she thinking? I knew she thought she was trying to save me from myself! Didn't she understand that she had already saved me?

Then a new emotion hit me, rejection. Not just the rejection of a small crush, but the rejection of one mate denying another. She was denying me an eternity of loving her, of caressing her, of her being my everything. Red began to run in my vision. Something that felt like adrenaline beat through my body, driving me faster and faster.

This is not going to happen! Not to me and my beloved!

The vampire in me was beginning to take over, my logic was gone. All I could see and feel was my anger; this was not going to be how it ended. I leapt from the window, following her scent to where her truck had, and then the smell disappeared. I knew where she would be going; she would try to make it to Phoenix. Not if I could help it! The hunt was on. Another growl erupted from my chest my feet leading me in the direction that I knew she would take.

My hands were shaking as I ran, faster than I had ever run before, I felt like I was flying. Her old car couldn't have gotten her too far in the dead of night. I stayed in the trees, just beyond sight of cars on the highway, my senses on overdrive. She was mine, the woman I wanted for eternity. She was the one I would fight the world for and give my life for! I was going to find her!

My mind called for her and my body yearned for her. I ran until the sun had peaked over the horizon, when something through the red haze drove me deeper into the forest, away from the highway. The anger, the rage, spread throughout my body like an inferno. The feeling of possession drove me forward, faster and faster, to reclaim what was rightfully mine, my growls grew deeper, becoming more numerous, turning into irate snarls. No! How could I have let this happen? I had to take her, to stake my claim, to defend her from all other males, and yes, if she was out of his sight, there would be more males. She was too desirable for her own good.

I knew I was near Isabella; it was just like when I found where Edward had taken her camping. I could see the rusted bulbous orange truck. She was parked near a small lake; there was no one else nearby. I hastily ran to the driver side door, I didn't wait to open it; I grabbed the handle and tore the entire door off. Her lovely scent hit me in the face, driving me farther beyond reasoning. She didn't scream when she saw me, bolting upright in the seat, but she did look scared.

Bella POV

He was here. I had only slept for a few hours when I heard a groaning noise and the truck shook violently. I sat up rapidly, his blond hair shone like honey in the light of the sun. I had never seen him look like this before. His eyes were blacker than coal and filled a glare that reminded me of the first day I met Edward. It reminded me of the bloodlust that he fought in the classroom. I had never seen Carlisle so mad. I could even feel his anger, deep within me.

"Carlisle…I…"he grabbed at my legs, pulling me out of the car swiftly, encasing me in his arms like a steel cage. I couldn't move. My feet hung a few inches off the ground, something in the back of my mind screamed at me to fight, but I held back, afraid that he would get even madder. Our eyes were dead even, he stared into mine for what felt like an eternity. Suddenly he crushed his lips to mine; his tongue forced my mouth open and tickled the inside of my mouth. The kiss wasn't careful and controlled; it was demanding, brazen and selfish. I tried to dance my tongue around his, but he wouldn't have it. It frightened me, but inside I felt a delighted sense of desire at the display he was putting on.

One arm held me to him; I could feel his rock hard body under his polo shirt, so cold that it made me shiver with delight. His other hand grabbed roughly at my butt, squeezing and massaging me through my jeans. He moved his lips to my throat, his teeth bit at my skin, hard, but without breaking the tender flesh. I rolled my head back and moaned, letting the pleasure take my senses. I knew I should be scared; this was a vampire, and angry vampire. But my soul cried out for him, now that he was here I didn't know if I could let him go again. Something told me that he wasn't going to let me go, either.

Carlisle POV

She moaned against me, I could feel her heart beat under my touch, the blood pulsing so close to the skin. I could hear her heart singing to me. I could feel the fear and elation coursing through her. I lowered her feet to the ground, getting my grip go a bit, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, fingers digging into my skin, begging me to continue.

I hissed in her ear, I knew she had tried to wash, but I could still smell Emmett and Jasper on her. This would never happen again. She was mine, they would all know it. She would never be able to deny it, to deny me. I pushed her to the ground, roughly, not caring if there were bruises left behind. She cried out in surprise when I pinned her to the ground and ripped off her shirt. The ache in my groin was growing ever more painful, almost to the point that I wanted to kill to release it.

Bella POV

The grass was soft underneath me. The morning air shocked my skin as his deadly hands tore away the white fabric. His nostrils faired as his eyes quickly took in the wound on my chest. He let out a warning growl, as though the person who gave me the cut would appear through the trees. God, that was sexy!

I tried to pull at his collar, wanting to feel his skin against mine, but this smooth rock pinned me in a way that made it impossible. His hand forcefully cupped one of my breasts, kneading it until a whimper escaped my lips. He tore at the bra, shredding it to pieces but leaving my skin unmarked. He looked down at my body, studying me from different angles, as if deciding how best to attack.

His fingers found my nipple, rolling it between his cold fingers as his mouth found the swell of my other breast, licking and suckling at it hard, his cold tongue making the nipple so hard that it became painful. "Carlisle…" I groaned as a fresh wave of desire hit me. I was not sure if it was Carlisle feeling it, or me, but I could feel the animal emerging from the shadows inside me, wanting to consume him, to sink my teeth into his flesh and leave my mark on him.

I felt the wetness pooling in me as he spread my thighs, pinning my legs apart with his, and slid his hand down the front of my pants and hastily pushed away the damp underwear. I gasped as his cold fingers cupped my sex and then slide their way into my slit. His mouth was back on mine with renewed vigor as is frozen fingers began circling my most sensitive flesh. I rolled my head back and moaned as his mouth found my earlobe, sucking and nipping.

I could hear a purr coming from deep within his chest that was growing with every second. My body was shaking with pleasure, white lights danced behind my lids and my hips jerked back and forth. I inhaled sharply as his fingers entered me, the throbbing and yearn for him increasing with every motion.

In one quick motion he had my bottoms of, his head thrust forcefully down on my sex, his lips sucking at my small nerve center, I cried out, digging my nails into the soft earth, yanking at the grass. "Oh, God Carlisle! Yes, please!" I begged for more. His experienced tongue brought me to the edge of ecstasy, colors flashing in front of me, the blood speeding through my veins, singing his name. He tipped me over the edge as his tongue entered me, pushing in and out of my hollow chamber. I screamed in utter euphoria, his tongue lapping at the liquid that rushed forward. I looked down to see his lips pull back over his teeth, like a cat would do when trying to inhale a smell to the fullest.

I was not aware that he had removed his pants until his lips were back on my neck, biting down hard and almost drawing blood, and I could feel his hard erection between us. His fingers moved into me again as I heard a voice; begging, pleading, and demanding. It was my voice. I needed him; I was ready to become one with him. He hissed lowly as I wrapped my legs around his waist, trying, but failing to pull him closer.

He positioned himself over me; his wintry manhood flush up against me. I ground my hips forward and he growled in response, furious at my forwardness. I cowered at the sound. I could truly see him now, the vampire in him coming out in its raw form, powerful, unyielding, and dominant. The tip of his head pushed into my opening slightly, but he stopped. "Please," I plead, but he wouldn't comply. The cold silky tip pulled out and slid up and down my slit, teasing me. My body shook in reply, my breath was coming hard and fast, my thoughts were jumbled between pleasure and the yearning pain to have him inside me.

He slid slowly another inch or so into my wet opening. His eyes looked deep into mine before moving in fully with one deep thrust. I felt a stinging as my innocents was removed, his throat let out a snarl of victory. He waited, fully submerged in my depths, until I started rocking a little on my own. His hands flew to my hips and stopped me. He lowered his mouth to my ear and I trembled as his cool breath caressed my skin. "You are mine! Do you understand me?" his voice was harsh, possessive. I nodded and he thrust into me again.

"Say it," he demanded. "Say it."

"I'm yours." I whispered softly.

"And don't you forget it!" he commanded.

Carlisle POV

The sweet moist folds of Isabella's body drew my hard shaft inside of her and I pushed forward encountering some resistance. She was a virgin! Oh Gods, Yes! I let out a growl of dominance. I could barely restrain myself as I waited for her to get use to the feel of me. The sweet smell of her innocent blood filled my senses adding to my sense of victory. I could feel the blood in her chamber pulsing around me, the warmth of her body encasing me, driving me mad.

"You are mine! Do you understand me?" She nodded and I thrust into her again, that was not good enough for me.

"Say it, say it." If I didn't hear it from her lips I would go crazy.

"I'm yours," she conceded.

"And don't you forget it." I began thrusting into her, her hot channel pulled me deeper and deeper towards bliss. She belonged to me and no other. Archaic thoughts filled my mind as I drove in faster and faster. Mine, mine, she's mine. Faster, faster, faster. Isabella bit down on my shoulder and I cried out in pleasure, throwing my head back, growling with every thrust.

"Ugh…oh, Carlisle…ugh…please…" she whimpered and clung to me tighter.

Mine, mine, mine. They would all know she was mine. My scent would be all around her, on her, in woman would never be possessed by another. I rocked back and forth harder, digging my finger tips into her hips. I could feel her bucking under me "Oh, God…Carlisle…" she began mewing, begging for more. The fingers of one hand pressed down on her sex, finding their way to her clitoris. Her blood was surging through it as I rubbed its wet surface with my cool tips.

Her back arched under my body, shaking violently against me. The purr from my chest grew louder and louder until it was a roar, mixing with the cries from my mate. Her muscles contracted around me, warmth spilling around my cock.

Mine, mine, mine, my mind cried with every successive thrust. I pushed into her hard, one, two, three times until I could feel her spasms milking me for everything I had, groaning and panting hard. I laid my forehead down on her neck, feeling her beads of sweat against me. I kissed her neck softly, slowing inching my way to her lips, where I found them waiting, welcoming and gentle.

I slowly retracted my member, wanting to roll off and make sure she was alright, but she clung to me, with all of her strength, so I stayed still. Her chocolate eyes had tears streaming out of the corners. "Carlisle…" she crooned softly, stroking my hair, and I felt my world light on fire. She was mine. I had claimed her; this fragile human had taken my un-beating heart and made it move again.

Hurray! Finally! Not to worry lemon lovers…remember Carlisle said there were many new things he wanted to try… I have a few planned out, but if you have any special requests, any visions for your Carlisle…let me know… he does like to experiment! And don't worry, Eddy will be back soon...oh, the trouble he will cause! R&R!