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A/N: I had a lot of fun with this chapter and it was pretty much written with a constant stream of music playing. I highly recommend listening to the mentioned songs when your reading just because number 1 they are awesome and number 2 it'll really help with the 'feel' of the chapter :P

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"Welcome to my world," I breathed as we passed through the red velvet curtain of Désir. It swirled behind us before blocking us off from the cool northern air and locking us in this new hot, humid atmosphere. The club fit its name perfectly in every respect, from the luxuriant deep blood red and black decor to the way the music sent pounding vibrations through your body.

It was around midnight since prom had turned out to be more fun than Rosalie had expected. However, here we were, dressed in our own clothes (no Alice interference) and staring out at the pulsing dance floor, pure desire oozing off it and setting the atmosphere alight as it clouded in the air. I didn't need Jasper's gift to register the emotions of the people in the room. Every move that was made was steady, searching and tempting. It was an enticing smorgasbord of everything I had loved when I was purely human. I may have been relatively quiet in public, but this world was where my inner vixen came out to play. I had relished in those moments.

I breathed in the deep aromas of sweat, fruity alcohol, perfume, and something. A smile curved up on my lips as the same buzz came back to me as it always had whenever me and the girls went out. It was anticipation of what fun could be reaped from the night and tonight I had a feeling all my expectations would be blown out the water. Edward alone exceeded previous expectations.

He was dressed in a pair of black worn jeans, black leather loafers, and a simple black shirt. He was a vision in black, every inch of him in vibrant contrast with the dark outfit. It seemed like his eyes glittered, pulling me into their depths like sticky honey. All the while his hair was in the perfect artful disarray that made my fingertips itch deviously. He made the bad boy lover in me resurface wit ha vengeance.

I felt his hand at the base of my back as we walked through the club, searching for a table to steal for the night. Not that I intended on spending much time at it. I wouldn't be drinking since we had no idea how it would affect me, and I had every intention of dancing the night away.

Emmett's large body acted like a battering ram as we moved through the crowd, gaining a few gawping stares from the odd human that wasn't sober enough to monitor their expression.

A group of four guys walked passed us as we made it to our table.

"Oh man, did you see those four?" one said.

"Fuck, yeah. God, that blond was incredible."

I realized that they were talking about me, Alice, Esme and Rose. I couldn't help but giggle. I had never garnered much attention when I was out with my girls; it was usually Jemma and Rianna. However, this realisation wasn't the only reason for my reaction; the look on Emmett's face was hilarious and deadly at the same time. He was quite obviously pissed and the way he clutched Rose a little closer reeked of possession.

I glanced toward Edward and saw a similar look on his face. In a blast of confidence I twisted his face to mine and planted a firm passionate kiss on his slightly stunned lips.

"Holly, you coming to dance?" Alice asked and I pulled away from mine and Edward's kiss, giving his lower lip a playful nip.

"Ciao, baby. Dance floor's calling." I grinned and took Alice's waiting hand as she fidgeted excitedly. We practically skipped toward the dance floor and I giggled at Alice's enthusiasm. She had really gone full throttle with the clubbing idea. Her little body was tightly packed into black leather hot pants and gold loose swing top. She was several inches taller with her feet clad in four inch killer black heels but she still barely reached my shoulder. Her outfit was daring but not so much that it would attract too much attention for being too outrageous, then again we alone gained enough attention just by being what we were.

I wasn't dressed in as little as Alice but my body was clad in a tight fitting little dark mulberry coloured dress. The back was the main feature because it had geometric cut outs to expose the expanse of my back along with the scooping v at the front. I had released my hair to tousle down my back in waves and dusted my eyes with dusky dark hues making them look smoky.

As Alice brought us to the very centre of the dance floor I called back for Esme and Rose to join us. Lady Gaga was pumping out the sound system, the fun tune Just Dance wasmaking the crowd move. I wasn't sure how Esme would like the music but it was like she as soon as she stepped into this world of dark dance floors, velvet booths, and strobe lights, she dropped the mother act. She let go and acted her age. She was dressed in a simple midnight blue dress that fitted her figure but tapered down to her knees in a way that was alluring and sophisticated.

We danced in our small group, flitting looks to our men as they talked at the table. Emmett kept sneaking out a hipflask of some kind and I saw them each taking swigs now and then.

I would definitely have to check that out at some point.

As we danced we giggled and gossiped about the guys that had slowly gathered around us. We knew it was driving our men mad so we played our parts well. The innocent fun loving girls just looking for a good time, completely unaware of the effect we had on the human male population around us.

Rose was loving it most. Her body had attracted its own fandom of men who didn't even bother trying to stop their drooling. It wasn't surprising; she was dressed in the uniform of a classic femme fatale. Red lips, black lace clinging to her figure and cut out in as many places as possible without being indecent. She was nearly obscene but she did it in such a way that it seemed completely sophisticated. She was the perfect tease.

As the music changed to something I'd never heard I made my way back to the table, placing myself into Edward's arms and breathing in his glorious scent.

"So what's in the flask, Em?" I nodded towards the silver hipflask, trying to sniff out the contents.

"Well, why don't you take a shot and find out lil sis." His eyebrow rose as he handed me the flask.

I unscrewed the top and tipped it quickly.

I felt my eyes widen at the taste. Blood, sweet and smooth running down my throat.

I licked my lips as it settled in my stomach and Emmett chuckled at my expression.

"I thought since we can't drink..." he explained and I smirked at his idea. It certainly gave me that...buzz.

I turned to look at Edward and saw his eyes shining a bright gold. He was irresistible, the blood was pulsing in my system and it lit me up with something close to fire although it was slow and burning. Smouldering somewhere near the pit of my stomach.

I felt my body leaning into his; it was like a gravitational force was pulling me closer to him.

However, then the riff of Lollipop by Framing Hanley played out over the speakers and I was gone. Not even Edward's confused arms could hold me back. Alice and Rose followed me giggling as Esme stayed to snuggle up with Carlisle at the table. In fairness it probably wasn't her kind of song but it was certainly mine.

It had been one of my favourite songs and I had begged the DJ here every time to play it but he hardly ever got round to it.

She said he's so sweet I wanna lick the wrapper,

And then she, licked me like a lollipop,

As the lyrics started I felt my body getting lost to it all: the mild sweet smoke that hung in the hair from the smoke machine, the misty atmosphere of the club, the heavy heat of it all. It all merged together to pulse through me as my hips dipped and swayed, my body twisting to the music, completely taken over.

When the chorus came I was gone and all I saw as I glanced around the dance floor was Edward's eyes fixed on my figure.

Call me so I can make it juicy for you

Call me so I can get it juicy

Call me so I can come and do it for you

Call me so I can come and prove it for you

Each repetition was my calling card to him and each repetition made his eyes darken as they smouldered.

I saw him rise from his chair, leaving Carlisle and Esme at the table. Emmett and Rosalie were already off in some dark corner of the club while I could see Alice and Jasper locked together in a game similar to cat and mouse, that was if the mouse ever teased the cat.

Edward's eyes never left mine as he walked with ease the crowd and I smirked at the anticipation building with every one of his steps. I was buzzing, literally vibrating with the music, the blood, and him.

"Holly?" A voice interrupted my haze and my gaze faltered towards a boy I hadn't seen since the New Year's Party before my death. How many months ago was that? It seemed like a whole lifetime had passed since I had looked upon his puppy dog blue eyes and shaggy brown hair.

Will was stumbling slightly in the dark, staring at me in disbelief.

Oh sugar plum fairies on crack.

My eyes flitted to Edward and his gaze had hardened from the erotic fire. He knew this was a problem, a big problem.

Edward, what the hell am I going to do? He recognises me; I'm supposed to be DEAD!

Will was getting closer now, and I could see his eyes were blurry. He was wasted, so far past drunk.

"Pretend it's all just a dream. I'll get the others we can find some way to play it out as if he's just imagining it," Edward whispered in my ear and I nodded infinitesimally.

"It's me, Will. I'm here." I smiled at him as he came closer, his confusion turning into a goofy smile.

"But you're dead, why are you here?" He slurred and I slowly took his hands leading him through the crowd at a near inhuman speed to make his world blur and distort. No one would notices us in the darkness and I needed him to feel disorientated. I led him to a dark corner where it would make sense for him to fall asleep due to the excessive alcohol in his system.

"I am dead, Will. This is just a dream. You know that," I purred as I held his hand, my eyes gazing into his unfocussed ones.

I knew how he used to feel about me, so although it rebelled against my feelings, I acted as I imagined I would in his dreams, admiring and loving.

It was odd but it was all I could think to do.

"A dream...I wish you weren't dead, Holly. I miss you," He murmured as he pouted slightly. I brushed my hands through his messed up mousy brown hair.

"I'm happy here, Will. Be happy for me," I whispered as the others arrived. I felt Edward curl his arms around me as we all smiled down at Will. His eyes blurred further and a dazed smile curved on his face. Jasper was doing his magic. He would manipulate Will's emotions and make this seem dreamlike and dazed.

"Are you angels?" Will slurred and I had to stop my laughter, I could just imagine Emmett's thoughts. He was anything but an angel.

I just smiled at Will as his eyes started to close.

"Goodbye, Will," I murmured, leaning down to place a soft kiss on his forehead. After that he was passed out and dead to the conscious world.

Carlisle checked him over and made sure he was in a safe position before we called a taxi to take him home. Jasper would make him wake up soon after we left and then he would go home none the wiser to what he had seen. It seemed harsh lying to him but what else could be done?

"So are you going to dance with me? Or..." I asked Edward as I tried to drag him to the dance floor. He had understandably refused to join me when 3 by Britney Spears had played, but now it was just a harmless bit of King's of Leon Sex on Fire and he was being stubborn.

"Pretty please?" I pouted and he rolled his eyes to join me. I had been dying to dance with Edward for a while, maybe even since I was human, but we had always danced to the slower melodies. I wanted to see him in this modern environment.

As I danced he moved with me but it was causing me to lose my concentration.

It was taking everything in my power not to wrap my arms around him and forget all about dancing, to just give in to the desire to press my lips to his and lose myself in him. But I didn't want to give in so easily. I didn't want to give up the chance to see him move when it was such a seductive experience.

My patience wore out three songs later, when the Nine Inch Nails song Closer began blaring over the dance floor and the lead singer proclaimed, "I want to fuck you like an animal. I want to feel you from the inside."

Electricity flew through the air and I felt it was charging the atmosphere around us. It was making my body sing and it only increased when I felt his hands on me. He spun me around towards him, causing me to gasp in surprise. But then I saw that beautiful crooked smile illuminating his face, matched with darkening devilish eyes. As the bass pounded he bent down and gave me a devouring kiss, the taste of blood still present in his mouth. I heard and felt his moan into my mouth as we fused together.

When I pulled back from the kiss, his eyes were darker and his eyelids appeared heavy. I knew mine would be similar. I could feel the hot molten desire melting through me. I was too far gone in this moment with everything that surrounded me, him, the blood, the heavy passion in the room. I put my hands above my head, closed my eyes, and began swaying my hips to the music. Every movement of my body brushed my chest against his and my stomach across his growing arousal. It struck me in that moment that even though I knew the effect I had on him, I had never really felt this way, the pure desire to seduce and own him as my mine. I wanted to have him suspended on the edge of ecstasy, just so that I could tease him and watch him fall. I wanted to drive Edward Cullen to the edge of mad desire and back again.

Songs passed. I felt him grab my hips and pulled me into him. His actions showed his desire and I revelled in it.

I spun around and put my back to him looking over my right shoulder. This was everything I wanted this night to be. Dark, heady, and filled with something so consuming it was almost ravenous. I reached my hand back into his hair to pull his lips down to mine while I my body undulated against him. His hands never left my hips, keeping them in contact as I swayed.

More songs passed. We were both panting hard. When Edward ground against me I almost moaned at the contact. I tugged his hair causing him to her pull me back into him even harder. I sighed as he leaned down and kissed her my shoulder, dragging his tongue from the edge of my right shoulder across to my collar bone and up my neck to the space behind her ear he knows I love so much. I whimpered audibly.

"Edward," I gasped, "make me yours." I grew immeasurably hotter at the idea of having something on me to show I was his and his alone. I waited in anticipation as he lowered his lips to the spot behind my ear and sucked hard. I had never liked waking up with some random overenthusiastic boy's mark left on me, but now was so difference. Now I was ecstatic.

I spun to face him and thrust my body closer to his as he manoeuvred closer, entwining our bodies further. He held my body close to him and I ground my hips into his body, bending my knees to drag myself down his rock hard body before standing back up. The last time I did it I wrapped my hands around the back of his knees and dragged my hands up the backs of his thighs. Then I drug my hand around the front of his hip, across his obvious arousal to sweep across my stomach, where my hand then moved up my body. I kept my eyes locked with his as I moved my hand up my neck flipping it around my head to flash the mark he had left on me.

I think it was then that he snapped and I suppressed my smirk of victory.

He took my hand in his and pulled me through the club to the quiet dark corner where the seats swept in large curving formations.

I pressed my body against him as tight as I could and pressed hungry kisses against his mouth. He ran his hands up the back of my thighs causing me to shiver. With each slow circle he worked higher and higher, until his hands passed under the hem of my dress. I knew this behaviour wasn't my usual style. I didn't do this in clubs. I didn't grind to a point of self-combustion, I didn't get hot and heavy in dark corners, and I didn't moan knowing people could probably hear me.

I didn't do any of those things until this night.

"Where are the others?" I panted as Edward's lips teased my neck hungrily.

"Busy." He rushed out before going back to my skin.

"Do you think they could find their way home?" I asked breathlessly.

Edward's eyes scorched up at me through his lashes as he nodded with a wicked glint in his eye.

Seconds later we were both waiting silently for the taxi to arrive, our hands joined and ours eyes showing the tension racing between us.

As I looked into his eyes and drank in the molten honey hue I felt my heart give an excitable stutter at the fire burning behind his irises.

I felt like I was running towards the point of no return. I wondered if Edward was going to finally give in to the obvious heat between us. Would he jump off the edge with me tonight? The lyrics of Closer rang out in my head and I felt another giddy wave of anticipation ripple through my body.

"Taxi for Masen!"

Edward glanced at me and opened the door with a smug look on his face. I locked my eyes with his as I brushed past him into the taxi.

Tonight you're mine. I smirked at my silent thought.

Edward Cullen won't know what's hit him.

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