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Chapter 11

Seth POV

I could smell her before she knocked softly. I told the pixie girl to come in. She was even more graceful than my vampire as if she were floating across the room. She wore black from head to toe and her brunette hair was spiked with silver glitter and fingernails that seemed to match.

"Hi, Seth," she smiled and stood next to the bed.

"How are you, Alice?" I asked. I hadn't seen her since picking up Ed for the bonfire.

"I'm fine," she said.

"What's with the goth-garb?" I asked her.

"You likey," she smiled running her hand over her spiked hair. "Jazzy took me for a hunting trip and we just got back. Eddy said I could come up to visit you. I think he just wanted me to leave the adults alone," she said rolling her eyes dramatically. "Jazzy is all mooney-eyes with Brady and he was stuttering," she giggled.

"What do you mean?" I asked. I immediately wondered if Brady imprinted. What the hell was happening that would cause us to imprint on our life long enemies?

"I think Jazzy thinks Brady is cute," she giggled.

"What did Brady say?" I asked.

"He didn't say anything except hello but, I could feel Jazzy's emotions."

"You could feel them?"

"Well, Jazzy is an empath so he can make you feel things and he can feel your emotions too," she explained picking at her black nail polish absently as if what she was telling me was as ordinary as what was for dinner. "He gives off his emotions sometimes."

"He can make someone feel something?" I asked shocked.

"Um, yeah," she said frowning.

"So he could make someone…"

"He doesn't use his talent on a whim, Seth," Edward said as he came into the room. He looked down at the floor running his hand through his hair. "Alice, could you leave us?"

The small pixie girl huffed dramatically at her brother's request. "I'll be back later, Sethy," she said before spinning and prancing toward the door

"Seth, Jasper's talent is…"

"Edward, I trust you. If you tell me that Jasper won't try anything, then he won't. It just caught me off guard," he nodded never looking up from his shoes. "I was only thinking of Brady and if it was some kind of," I paused. "I trust you, Ed," I reiterated. He shook his head telling me I had nothing to worry about.

"Come here," I reached out my hand. He hesitated before slowly making his way to the bed and sat at the side next to my legs. "Edward," I touched his arm and felt his tension leaving his body. His emotions were a mixture of embarrassment and confusion, no doubt from our earlier activities.

"Seth, what is imprinting really?" Edward asked. "I get that we have an unbreakable connection but, what happened... what you did was just…"

"Do you feel better?" I asked.

"Seth, it wasn't right. I should never have…"

"I wanted to, Edward," I held his hand. It was slightly warmer than it was earlier although, a human would never be able to tell the difference. Edward shook his head unconvinced. "No, I mean I needed to," I said backtracking. "When we imprint, we are incomplete without them. We have to protect them, we have to provide for them."

"I don't think this was what the spirits had in mind when they…"

"Edward, it's not just to make sure you have a roof over your head or clothing. I will be everything you need. My wolf is only happy when our imprint is. If you need a friend to comfort you, I will be that. If you fell in love with someone else, I would do everything in my power to give you that. If you need to feed,"

"I almost killed you!" he said finally looking up at me. He stared at me trying to explain with his eyes but, I didn't back down. I wanted him to understand that if it came down to it, I would die for him whether by his hand or someone else's to give him what he needed. His face softened after a few moments as my words and thoughts sunk in.

"What kind of life is that for you?" he asked. I smiled at him and leaned forward placing both hands on his face.

"It wasn't exactly horrible for me, Ed," I said through my smile. He closed his eyes to me but I could feel his shame. "Ed, I needed that as much as you did. My wolf will never be happy if he can't give you what you need."

"But what if next time I can't stop?" he whispered.

"You will," I said with as much confidence as I could. "This imprint happened for a reason, Ed. And someday, hopefully, we will know what it is. For now, just trust in it."

He opened his eyes again showing me the green iris' that I didn't understand. Shouldn't they be red or some mixture of yellow and red? "I don't know, Seth," he said answering my thoughts. "But your," he cleared his throat unnecessarily. "blood, took away the painful burn that I have felt since the day I woke from my change."

My smile grew as my inner wolf roared with satisfaction. I crashed my lips against his as I still held his face in my hands keeping him in place. A whimper left him from my impulsiveness and he wrapped his hands around my wrists. Any residual tensions he was feeling left him. My tongue ran along the seam of his lips, they were cool and delicious. He opened them with my silent request and I felt his wet muscle touch mine tentatively. His fingers tightened around my wrists as if he was afraid I would move away.

He inched his body closer and closer to mine never breaking the kiss until my body was pressed against the headboard. My fingers combed their way into his hair as his whimpers turned to moans. The smell of his lust filled my mind causing my wolf to roar. He was desperate to claim our imprint although, I knew Edward was nowhere near ready for that. He'd never had this sort of intimacy in his entire vampire life, maybe never in his human life. My claiming him, marking him was too soon even if he said he was ready.

"You're so warm," he said when he pulled away resting his head on mine. "It feels," he closed his eyes blowing out a breath. "I can feel your blood warming me, flowing through me."

"Do you need,"

"NO!" his voice loud and firm in the quiet room. He pulled back turning over my arm to examine the wound that healed over. "Shouldn't there be a scar?" he asked.

"Your venom never came in contact, you didn't bite me," I explained. Only if a vampire's venom entered our body would it leave it's mark. Both Jacob and Paul had scars left from battles over the years. They were in the shape of a half moon, pale in color, and dramatically cooler than our typically hot skin. "If you were to bite me,"

"Never," he said with conviction. He lifted his hand to touch his lips and lowered his eyes slightly to look at my lips. After a moment, he moved his fingers to touch my lips. "Soft," he whispered. He seemed to be comparing us, our differences.

"Come here," said pulling him over over my body to lay next to me. It was almost if he hadn't notice his change in position, his fingers still on my lips. He lifted his eyes to stare into mine as his head rested against the pillow next to mine. I could feel his curiosity. "What are you thinking?" I whispered. He could hear everything I thought and wondered what was going through his mind.

"Um," he swallowed before answering. "I-I was wondering what it's like to um, and um,"

"Just say it, Ed," I chuckled. "You've seen inside my head. I don't get to keep anything from you," he'd seen what my wolf wanted earlier, the feral need to claim him. My wolf wasn't exactly tender and delicate with his fantasy, that was up to the human part of me.

"I've never,"

"I know," I replied. As much as I wanted Edward to tell me, I knew what he wanted. "You're wolf wants what they want" Paul's words echoed in my mind. Edward was either too shy to say what he was thinking or too inexperienced. I softly kissed his fingers before removing them from my lips. Pulling him to me by the back of the neck, I kissed him once again tasting my vampire. He sighed as he placed his cold hand to my chest just above my heart.

I pulled back from him and grabbed his wrist moving it under the flimsy sheet placing it over my overheated erection never looking away from him. I let go of his awkwardly placed hand and combed my fingers in his hair.

"I never have either, Ed," I kissed him softly. "We'll figure it out together."

He didn't say anything, he didn't move, he stared at me for a long time. I liked that I could feel his emotions, at least I knew that much about what was going on in his head although, they weren't as clear as what he was thinking. The waves of curiosity mixed with fear and something warmer, maybe love washed over me. I moved my hips ever so slightly trying to encourage him to do or say something. His eyes widened and his mouth opened pulling in an unneeded gasp of air.

"Please Ed," I whispered gently rolling my hips again. His eyes fell from mine to the sheet that hid the lower half of my body. I wasn't sure if I should but, I pulled the cover from our connection. He needed to see what was happening, what he did to me. "Just do what you like to do to yourself."

His fingers wrapped around my cock in a loose grip his eyes never leaving his hand. The feeling of his cool skin felt exquisite wrapped around me. I need so much more but I had to let him go at his own pace. He'd never had intimacy with anyone before. I was just as virginal as he was, no one had ever touched me this way before but, I knew the warmth of a hug and the comfort of a hand in mine. Hell, the pack saw me naked almost daily not to mention the occasional slip up with Emily or mom. I would guess Edward hadn't seen anyone naked for most of his life let alone be naked in front of someone else.

His hand moved slowly up and down my cock with my pre-cum starting to drip onto my stomach. It took every ounce of willpower to remain still while he explored me. I felt his breath wash across my chest and wondered why he would do something so unnecessary.

"Your scent is undeniable," he answered my thoughts quietly. "It's like it was at the beach only less powerful. It isn't as strong as that day," he said all while torturing me with his slow movement along my cock.

I rolled the short distance to my back pulling his head with me as my fingers laced through his hair while his head rested on my chest. It felt so fucking good but, I was desperate for more. I placed my other hand over the one he used to jack me making his grip tighter. I groaned when he turned his head and I felt his tongue peek out to taste my nipple. I didn't know if it was because of the imprint or because I'd never done this before but, I was on the verge of embarrassing myself as I felt my groin tighten. It was so intense yet, it was only a hand job. I couldn't imagine the quickness if I was ever given the chance to truly claim him.

"It feels good?" he questioned each word puffing a cool breath on my hard moist nipple. My hand began moving us faster chasing the inevitable. I was so close at that point. I looked down over the top of the chaotic messy hair and watched the head of my cock disappear and reappear in our fists. Over and over, again and again as he continued his assault on my chest.

"Ed, I'm," I groaned out when he brushed his thumb over my slit smearing the moisture gathering there. My hand paused and then moved erratically as ribbons of cum spurted across my torso. "Oh god," I said as my back arched slightly of the bed and the rest of my body tensed. My body shivered as we milked my cock together slowly, his eyes never leaving our hands. I had to move them after a short period, the intense after shocks almost painful.

He held out his hand presumably examining the milky white substance that had been smeared on to it. "Ed?" I said trying to get his attention.

"It's warm, like," he paused. "Your blood," he whispered. He brought his hand to his face and his tongue peeked out to taste.