This story is a collaboration between myself and HeartOfDarkess. Neither of us own's twilight...even if we wish we did.

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CHAPTER 11

Esme's POV

Carlisle took me back to the house, and Alice was there waiting, her brow furrowed with confusion as she sat on the couch in the living room. Emmett, Jasper and Rosalie were standing there, watching her as her eyes went blank, and then returned to normal.

"They're all over the place!" Alice growled in frustration.

"Alice, darlin', just try to relax and focus," Jasper implored as he sat next to her and gently twisted her body to the side so he could give her shoulders a massage.

Alice glanced toward Carlisle and I, and I had never seen such a confused expression on her face. "And I keep having them all the time, but I can't make head or tail of any of this!"

Jasper sent a wave of calm towards Alice and we all became silent and relaxed, but Alice did not take her softening eyes off me. It was a relief to feel Jaspers gift work, as Carlisle's concern for me was becoming a little overwhelming. And I loved him even more because of it. "Come, my love. Let us get you into the shower. We will be back momentarily," Carlisle said softly as he led me to our bathroom and closed the door behind him, his hands behind his back as he waited for me to undress, smiling as he did so.

"Again? Sheesh, I think this island's giving them jungle fever!" Emmett complained good-naturedly as we locked ourselves in the all white bathroom. I let out a small laugh in response, Emmett's lack of subtlety always amusing me, while Carlisle's eyes shifted to the shower stall.

"I find nothing more relaxing, my dear Carlisle, than having my back washed," I whispered as I slowly began to unbutton my dress and slide it down my body, simultaneously shimmying out of my dress and panties, all of my clothing pooling around my feet in an instant. Carlisle's smile widened and his eyes began to darken as they raked over every inch of my naked body. It never failed to surprise me how much desire my husband held for me within those beautiful eyes of his.

"Of course, anything you wish, my love," he said, clearing his throat as he reached forward and turned on the cold tap of the shower, making me gasp as he lifted me up and gave me a tender kiss on the lips before gently placing me below the cascading water, my back facing towards him. My adorable husband let out a small moan as he picked up the hibiscus scented shower gel and shower puff, and squeezed a small amount out of the bottle into its softness.

I turned to stare at him over my shoulder and murmured, "You may want to remove your shirt, darling. You don't want to get soap suds all over your new clothes." Truth be told, what I desired more than anything at that very moment was to gaze upon the hardened and beautifully defined muscles of his chest, abdominals and arms. As I pondered achieving this, I felt a sudden surge of lust fill my body, overpowering me, nearly bringing me to my knees as I watched him slowly unbutton his shirt and slide it off his perfect body. As much as being a vampire gave one an endless supply of lust and required a very small amount of recovery time before one was ready to perform sexually once more, this foreign feeling that suddenly surged through every particle of my body felt unlike anything I had ever experienced before.

Carlisle placed the dampened puff on my shoulder and rubbed it over my skin with gentle circular movements, and as he did this, my breaths quickened as I felt myself slowly but surely begin to unhinge.

"Esme?" he questioned as the soap trailed down my body, his movements causing wetness to pool between my thighs. He inhaled deeply, catching the aroma that no amount of hibiscus body wash could conceal. Before I had a chance to think, I whirled around and pressed my body to his, winding my fingers through his hair as I brought my lips to his. He reciprocated, kissing me fervently in return, but his body was tense.

He released his mouth from mine and his beautiful eyes darted all over my face, his small smile unable to be hidden. "Love, you've just felt oddly, and now you're brimming with lust. I don't understand..."

"Then stop trying to understand it my love...and just enjoy it!" I whispered emphatically as I let my lips trail over the curve of his jaw, following the wet trail left by the warm water of the shower.

Carlisle groaned as he gave himself over to me. His hands were seeking and touching, igniting the hot tingle of lust into a full blown inferno of need. I could hardly focus on what he was doing for his movements were so fast and my body was so aroused that every touch he made to my skin set ripples straight to the core of my body causing me to writhe with need.

His fingers bit into my flesh as he seized me firmly by my hips hoisting me up against his body. The feeling of his hard shaft sliding against my slick centre and my throbbing core sent me over the edge as my body went into spasms of pleasure.

"Car...lisle!" I screamed as I bit down on his shoulder trying to hold onto something as I spiralled out into the waves of euphoria.

I gave myself over to the shockwaves, feeling lights dance behind my eyelids. As the sensations ebbed away, leaving me only temporarily sated, I felt Carlisle's body still against mine. I opened my eyes to look into his quizzical ones finding him looking at me with unfettered confusion.

"Esme...did you...did you just cum from me touching you?" he asked.

I felt his hardness throb against me in tandem with his words and my body reacted purely against my will as I bucked against him, trying to find friction once more.

"Yes!" I breathed out honestly as his length throbbed against my weeping centre once again, almost sending me over the edge once more. Carlisle groaned at my response and his body pushed me fiercely against the wall of the shower, splintering the glass tiles with the force.

His eyes were wild with desire. Never in all our years of tender, yet blissful couplings had I ever seen the face he now presented me with. I felt myself react to his inner animal in a way I had never imagined I would have been able.

"More!" I begged, not ashamed of wanting him so wantonly.

He growled a low and feral sound and pinned my hands above my head. Thrusting his body against me, impaling my body with his iron hard length. I screamed out in pleasure, instantly tightening around him as I came once more.

"God!" I heard him moan as he thrust again, milking my orgasm as he pounded into me with a strength he had never released on me before.

"Harder!...Please!" I begged him, wanting him to use every ounce of his inner animal to satisfy my burning inner coil. Our lovemaking had always been astounding, heartbreaking in its tenderness. I had never been left unfulfilled, but this was something different entirely. This was raw need, and we were both fuelling it.

He pounded into me, while pulling my body into his, and I felt him release as he roared, but his shaft never slackened, and he continued to ravage me. Over and over my body fell upon itself as I orgasmed, only to rise to the very peaks of passion once more seconds later. Never had Carlisle filled me so deeply with his seed and his passion.

My body was free. My soul was matched. My heart was wild.

I lost count of the number of releases I had. All I could feel was that I needed him inside me to be fulfilled, to be truly one with him the way we were always meant to be. I wasn't sure if I could ever bring myself to allow him to withdraw and so I held him fiercely to my bosom as he rocked against me.

His body sank within me again and again drawing my pleasure from me as if it were the elixir from the fountain of youth. He grunted and licked and thrust until suddenly our bodies coiled together at the same time so intensely that I almost blacked out from the pleasure of our coupling...and my body finally felt satisfied.

I slumped against Carlisle as my pleasure abated and I felt him, now soft, as he withdrew from my body, causing me to whimper in sadness at the emptiness I felt inside of me. His hands never let up their crushing hold though and neither did mine.

"Esme?" I heard Carlisle murmur in a soft voice, his tone almost worried. I lifted my face to look at him, seeing his eyes dark with emotion.

"I love you," I told him fiercely as I brought my lips to his for a searing kiss. I loved him so deeply that it almost hurt to think about how much he was a part of my heart. If I ever lost him I would have lost myself. It was then that I realized that this new life may have had its limitations, but the fact that I shared it with the other half of my soul made it worth it.

"Thank you my darling," I told him as I kissed him again. "I needed that...more than you could ever imagine."

"You're...you're not upset with me?" he asked, casting his eyes to the floor, causing me to realize just how out of character it was for him, and how hard it must have been for him to let go so fully, even just this once.

"I love you, and I am so happy that you were here with me, giving me what I needed form you and you alone. You're not angry with me for provoking you so?" I asked coyly, but saddened that he might regret his actions so strongly.

"Never!" he admonished as he leaned his head into the crook of my neck, kissing me there. "I just couldn't have ever imagined that you would want me in that way, so raw...so unbridled," he whispered against my skin as I shivered in delight.

"I want you every way, Carlisle my darling, every conceivable way as long as you are willing to give yourself to me in that manner," I purred into his ear softly, feeling his hold on me tighten at my response.

"I am yours every way...any way!" he proclaimed, tracing his fingers over the slope of my back as he stepped back.

The rush of broken glass as it fell to the floor caused us both to turn our heads to see the entire side of the shower wall had been decimated. The tiles were in shards, and some were ground almost to powder. I turned my face back to Carlisle's and broke into a fit of giggles.

"Well, I guess that perhaps now we will have to go easier on our children when they have their little accidents..." Carlisle said with a lifted eyebrow, causing me to laugh wholeheartedly. As my husband carried me out of the shower and laid with me in the downy softness of our blankets, I vowed never again to get angry with my children for damaged property.