Bella Pov
"You need to look after yourself better." I chastised Edward as I once again dressed another wound he had miraculous achieved. I fathomed on how he was the only one receiving such drastic bruises, after all he was not to be the only person working in the field.
"I was, the rock was sharp". his eyes spoke of divine innocence as I dressed his left foot in cotton, tying it off tight to prevent the infestation of disease. It had just been two full moons since I had wrapped his arm when he had bruised it in some accident of cutting the fire wood.
Winter was now upon us and the chilling days had transformed into freezing mornings and insufferable nights. We had tried to keep the cold in nature; placing moose's furs on the cave windows, yet somehow nature had defeated us. This was the reason of which I and Rosalie sat in my quarters sewing some blankets for the disastrous nights.
"Why were you climbing the rock in such awful weather?" I asked as I placed my kit back into its satchel, being careful of the fragile glass jars.
"Me and Jasper was finishin' the roof." He said as he got up and dusted the seat of his trousers. He and Jasper, and on the rare occasion Mr. Casper, had been going at our home for the days before the snows had set. Their efforts were well rewarded, seen that our wooden cave home had almost been completed and the brute force of the blizzards kept outside. The stone structure combined with the wooden logs had put forth a valiant effort in protecting us and I kissed Edward's cheek in thanks.
"I'll see you around noon." His eyes sparkled emerald green when he caught the command in my voice – there was to be no evening he was to go without supper, despite how strong he thought of himself.
"Yes, angel." I blushed as he kissed my cheek, in full sight of Rosalie who had turned her back the second Edward had entered my quarters. She and I had been sewing blankets for the pass days, seen that not only did Mr. Jasper catch a cold but the cold winds were not good for Alice - especially given her disposition.
"You better start helping Emmett with the table instead of going outside again!" I yelled after him as he left, laughing to myself as I heard his grumblings. Things between him and Emmett had simmered down some since those months before but the spark of confrontation still hung the air whenever they worked together, especially if Rosalie, , was in the room. She had not taken kindly to us calling her by her given name so we refrained from such impoliteness.
"How can you be near him?" I turned to face her now, only to see her lips set in a frown I had deemed a permanent fixture upon her face as she looked – no examined me from head to toe. One would think I wanton on the way her eyes fixed on me.
"I be with him just the way Jasper is with Alice and Mrs. Mary is with Mr. Casper." I responded politely, watching my tongue from talking the way my mother had once scolded me of.
"He's not any of them." she spat at me, no doubt her anger stemming from how I excluded her. It was not to cause anger that I did it, it was just I had never gazed upon them touching, embracing or any of the activities ones in love or union did. If a strange passerby gazed upon them he would think of them as acquaintances, not even the kindness gazed upon by siblings.
"He is to me." I answered, my furious temper showing in my words as I glowered at her, for her to compare Edward, my Edward, as being lesser than any of the other men, she was to be more filthy than any other acquisition.
She did not know him, live to be around him, and in turn get to love him. I admitted my feelings to myself as I stared into her deep blue crystal eyes, as cold as the weather outside. I loved Edward, as much and more than my love for my mother and brother; for they did not show me the things he had brightened in my days. He smiled whenever I passed by him, his eyes always whispering emotions I now knew to be the essence of his heart.
"But he's a native." She whispered the last word almost as if it was a curse, her scowl deepening almost as if just saying the world left a bad taste in her mouth.
"American blood still runs in his body!" I spat at her, now rising to my feet in the force of my anger "And even if he was as pure native as the virgin snow now falling, I would love him no less."
She was silent, wide eyed the most appropriate expression.
"I am going to check on Alice now, please be finish when I return." I would not stand to be in her presence another day longer, for she, not he had invaded the comfortable life we had formed here.
I passed Mrs. Mary on my quest for Alice, her lips were moving in silent song as she scrubbed clothes in one of the many spare rooms. Her back was to be as she pinned them on the line she had Jasper construct for her days before the snows.
I was just about to hurry pass before she spoke.
"Bella, dear do not mine Rosalie, she is just young." She answered and from her tone I knew she meant a different sort of young.
Yet I too was once naïve but kept in mind of my tone and implications when in regards to another's feelings.
I nodded my head to her back, still knowing in some way she saw me, before continuing to Alice's quarters.
"Oh Bella, thank the heavens you are here, I need your help!" I was not two feet in the doorway before Alice's words stumbled out of her mouth but from a different location.
Apparently as one would have fathomed, I found myself legs crossed in an extra room as we both finished reviving the once lost stew that Alice had been in charge of. It was more difficult than before, reason being the fire having to burn on the cave floor but we managed and talked as we attended supper. I know it was improper to laugh but when Alice struggled to stand, an impolite snort left my nostrils as I gazed upon the expanse of her mid- section. A person as small as Alice was to be a sight at four months pregnant.
x-x-x-x-x-x (Slight Lemon)
"We need to stop." I panted, the words seeming oddly familiar as Edward suckled on my breast. His hand was touching and rubbing my other mound, taking my body under his control and I was helpless to the whimpers and moans that left my lips.
"Why?" he breathed against my wet chest, making it harden more, yet my head was somehow too fogged to fathom embarrassment.
He did not give me the time to respond to him as his lips found mine and he pressured my body to yield on my sleeping quarters. The moose mat felt prickly against my bare back, as somehow Edward had managed to disrobe me of my - his shirt – a flannel I had borrowed from him in scene of the awful weather.
"Mmmmm" I moaned into his mouth as his tongue shamelessly intertwined with mine in dance so sensual I felt dampness swell between my thighs. I tried to close them, to stop the painful clenching occurring in my upper body but his thigh stopped me, planting between my legs.
It provided the most eutrophic feelings as it started to rub against my center, eliciting more moans that I hoped were not travellin' to unforetold ears. The once coldness of the cavern to lost to me as my body became unfathomably hot.
"We…you…" words lost me as his hands rubbed the inside of my thighs travelling higher and higher until he was just beneath my womanhood.
"I can smell you."
His sinful words reached my ears, causing me to gasp, the same time he plunged his tongue into my mouth yet again.
I could do nothing but dig into his shoulders as his fingers reached into my bloomers, rubbing me in a way that was sinful and delightful.
More juices flowed as his fingers travelled over me in the most unfathomable display.
My teaching spoke of the wrongness of this situation – such action should never take place out of wedlock but my mind and heart was stronger than such words and I moaned as he entered me, his finger feeling big as my walls stretched. It felt slight uncomfortable but no such thing as the pains I heard other women speak about.
"It doesn't hurt, angel?" his words were tender as he slipped his finger out a little just to go in again, a little deeper than before.
I shook my head as my stomach tightened almost painfully, my mouth panting most like a horse after a race.
The moving of his finger – it got faster and faster and became the center of my focus until the coil within my stomach broke and I rode the epitome of my release. Bright waves of light shone in my eyes as my body moved to the feeling of his pumping finger, not stopping until the feelings surpassed.
"Mnnmmmm" I panted, clenching on his finger until there was silence with the vastness of my quarters.
"What just happened?" I asked as I pulled my bloomers in place, his silent panting and the dampness showing on his shorts making me blush.
"You're mine." Was his only response as he laid a kiss upon my lips, his fingers rubbing my cheeks, until he signed.
"The sun is now under, I better hurry quickly before…." He trailed off, his words not needed as I knew what was to happen if he was to be gazed upon in my quarters.
He carried his and my reputation as he smiled once again before me, making my heart yearn to say the words that waited with anticipation on my tongue.
"Good Night angel" he left before I had built the courage to tell him the most coveted words.
A/N Special shout out to" StartTheFantasy" and "Cami2186" and of course to all my reviewers, thank you so much for encouraging me to continue this story. So how did you'll like the little "explosion" between our favorite ed and bell. I will either update "Discovering Leos" or "Centuries meets Seconds" next unless inspiration strikes for "We must Discover and Fly"
Please Review and Comment,
Silverdust101