A/N: Thanks Sherry xx

Chapter 11

"Talk?" I asked, scooting away from him on the bed. "What do we have to talk about?"

Edward smirked. "Oh, I think we have plenty to talk about. We could talk about you and me, and the fact that you are the new alpha female, or we could talk about what you're scared of. Maybe we could even talk about why you keep trying to run away at every given opportunity."

"I'm not scared of anything," I snapped. I didn't like the idea that he thought I was weak, "and I don't keep trying to run away at every given opportunity." Okay, so the last one was a lie, a big fucking lie. I did, and would still try to run away if the opportunity presented itself.

"No?" Edward asked, cocking his eyebrow and coming across the bed after me. He positioned himself over me. Both his arms trapping me into place so that there wasn't anywhere I could go. "Perhaps you want to talk about the fact that you didn't mark me. Why didn't you claim me like I claimed you?"

"I didn't?" I asked, pretending that I hadn't noticed. "I must have been too caught in the moment that I forgot."

"That's okay," Edward smirked. "You could always claim me now."

My eyes bugged out. I didn't want to claim him now and I certainly didn't want to have sex with him again. "I, uh, don't think that's a good idea," I said, trying to think of a plausible excuse.

"No?" Edward questioned, his intense gaze watching me, not missing a thing. "Maybe I should claim you again. Remind you who you belong to, in case there is any confusion on your end."

"No!" I said, putting my hands out and pushing against his chest, trying to get him off me, but he wouldn't budge. "That's okay. I don't need any reminders."

Sadly, Edward didn't agree. He leaned down and pushed my hair away from the side of my neck where he began to place sweet, gentle kisses all the way from my jaw down to my shoulder. He took my earlobe into his mouth and grazed it with his teeth. I did my best to pretend his touch wasn't affecting me, but it sure as hell was. In such a simple touch he had ignited the spark between my legs. There was nothing I craved more than to rub myself against him. I wanted his lips on my mouth. I wanted to taste him again, but I refused to react. I refused to let him know the power he held over me.