Hello everyone! Thanks to all of you who have sent your reviews. I'm finished with the school year now. I am so excited, it's unreal. Each year I finish teaching, it never gets any easier to say goodbye to the same students who drive me utterly insane each day they are in my classroom. I'm planning on finishing this story by the end of June and starting my second piece of fanifcion based on events that have touched my life personally. I hope you like it when I get it posted. Look for it around the 4th of July (all characters will be human for that story).
Anyway, most of you have stated that you enjoy hearing from and reading the story from Edward's point of view, so I figured the next chapter or two would have some of his thoughts and actions as seen through his eyes for your reading pleasure. I hope that you all like the next couple chapters (and of course the remainder of the story). There will be some lemons posted soon, I promise. So all of you reviewing and messaging me asking for some, your wish is my command.
DISCLAIMER: I'm not Stephenie Meyer. I still don't own the characters or TWILIGHT (and I refuse to read the first chapter of Breaking Dawn until August 2nd. December 12th will be the best day of the year though when we all get to finally see the movie.
BPOV
I stood frozen by my bedroom door as he closed the distance between us at an incredibly slow pace. My eyes noticed the longing and lust that filled his. They were dark as they took in my body's appearance. I watched his eyes long enough to see them memorize the lines of my face, then my shoulders and collarbone. They moved lower toward my chest and stayed there, staring at the skin covering where my pounding heart was. I could only imagine the effect my thumping heart was having on Edward. They traveled still lower to my waist and down to the exposed skin on my legs. They came back up and peered intensely at the lace appliqué around my waist. He was staring hard enough that I was sure he trying to see through the material.
It was the I tore my eyes away from his perfect face and traveled down his chiseled body. I noticed he was enticing me by leaving the top half of his shirt's buttons undone and hanging open. I could see his perfectly pale skin over his toned muscles. The thought of touching his skin started to instantly raise my body temperature. I'm sure he could see the blood rushing towards my cheeks and the surface of my skin in general as I continued to gawk at his perfection. I tore my eyes away from his chest to look back at his face. He was still looking at the skin that was left exposed in this dress. I dragged my eyes downward again and noticed for the first time that Edward's pants seemed extremely snug, his desire for my body obvious. My eyes practically bugged out of the sockets when I realized his massive size. My dreams in the last few nights had not even come close to doing him justice. It was then that the purse I had in my hands dropped with a thud to the floor.
He had reached my body by the time I had taken in all of him. I brought my eyes back to his and noticed my favorite crooked grin was on his face. His lips crashed into mine almost ruthlessly. I could feel the desire pulsing through his lips and everywhere our skin touched each other. He picked me up, never breaking our embrace or kiss. My legs wrapped around his waist as he carried me across the room and set me on my bed. I could hear him groan as my legs pulled him as close as possible to me. I could see his uncertainty as he looked down at my body once more on the bed. He seemed to be debating about how or whether to continue. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him towards me, hoping that he would take that as my approval of the situation. Edward slowly crawled on top of me, never letting his full weight hit me. He hovered above me as he kissed me passionately. I could feel his hands begin to roam my body. I felt ecstatic when his hand found the hem of my dress and began raising it up my leg. His skin touched mine under the dress's material and wherever he touched me, my skin felt like it was on fire. He inched his hand across my skin under the dress's material and tortured me with his excruciating pace on my skin.
I was breathing heavily and often small moans and whimpers would escape my lips. Edward captured my lips again and our mouths moved harmoniously for long minutes. We only parted lips so I could take a breath before his lips crashed back into mine. I had to smile to myself as I realized how well Alice's plan was working. I could feel Edward's desire pulsing and throbbing around my stomach as more of his weight fell on top of me. I realized in that moment that I didn't want to stop kissing him tonight. I wanted to do more than kiss him if I was being perfectly honest with myself. I wanteed him to take me and make me his tonight. It was then that I felt a vibrating object in Edward's pocket. He groaned, not out of pleasure, and rolled off the bed before answering the phone.
EPOV
When the door opened, I knew she hadn't seen me. I unbuttoned the top three buttons on my shirt and tried to look upset with her when she would turn around. I heard her gasp, followed by her heart restarting itself from the shock of seeing me lying in her bed. I stood up and crossed the room, ready to pounce on my prey. I could only hope that Bella wanted me as bad as I wanted her. I stalked over to where Bella was standing. I moved excruciatingly slow, even for a human. I had to praised my self-control, especially since I had lived this long without this goddess in my life for almost seven years. I wanted to take my time, if only for her benefit.
I wanted her to see her eyes when she realized the effect her body had on my own. I wanted her to take in every inch of me. In that moment, like many moments before, I would have given my soul to hear her thoughts, just to ensure that she wanted me as I wanted her. I wanted to hear her thoughts as I stalked towards her. I knew my eyes were dark with desire, despite the hunting trip earlier that day. I raked my eyes over every line on her face, committing it to my permanent memory.
Her face was starting to color with each passing pulse of her blood. Her eyes seemed locked with mine. I broke that eye lock and looked at another part of her body. I started by taking in the skin that was exposed above the dress. Her shoulders and collarbone called to me. I could almost see the blood pulsing below the surface. I could almost see every vein, every artery. My eyes started traveling downward. They rested on her chest. I wanted to see what was below the dress. My bloodlust was nothing for the lust I felt for her body. I wanted to reach out and grab her breast. To fondle in both hands and eventually place both in my mouth, teasing them with my tongue. I stared at her chest longer than a gentleman should before tearing my eyes away and moved them downward. I noticed the lace wrapped around his waist, how accented her curves and made he, if possible, more beautiful, more sexy. I forced them lower, taking a large gulp of my venom, now pooling in my mouth. Her skirt flared slightly, covering her upper legs and hips. I again noticed lace, this time on the bottom of the dress. The thought of lace, pared with the sight of her bare legs, made me think of what Bella was wearing underneath the dress.
I stared intently at the lace around her waist thinking only of the material hidden underneath the dress and what was hidden below that material. My thoughts became more and more unlike those of a gentleman's as I began to fantasize about Bella out of the dress. Although she looked exquisite in that yellow, I hoped for more black lace below the dress. I wanted to know every square inch of her skin before she let me be hers fully. A small thud drew my attention back to the rest of Bella's body when I saw she had dropped her purse. I brought my eyes back to her face and noticed that she was staring below my belt. I had to grin at her expression. She was apparently shocked at exactly how turned on I was by her body. Her eyes were practically falling out of their sockets. She also had an almost goofy grin on her face.
I couldn't control myself any longer. I had reached her in my trek across her room. I crashed my lips into hers, hoping she could feel all of my desire for her. I hoped she would realize that my desire had nothing to do with the blood flowing under her skin, but the body that encased that blood. I needed to show her my desire. I picked her up with ease, wanting to carry her off into the night. I would settle for the bed across the room. I could easily be over there in less than a second, but would take my time with Bella. I could feel her wrap her legs around my waist as I moved across the room. Her legs captured my hips and pulled me closer toward her center. I groaned into her mouth and almost lost it. I wanted to rip our clothing off and take her, take her now. I reached the bed and set her down on top of it. I stared down at her. She was beautiful and I got lost looking at her. My only concern was where to join her on the bed, on top of her, beside her.
She reached out and grabbed my shirt. She pulled me towards her with a small smirk on her face as she looked up into my eyes. This made my decision for me. I crawled on top of her body, keeping in mind that she was fragile. I kept my weight off her by holding myself over her with my arms. I crashed my lips towards her with all my passion that I had kept hidden and locked away in seven years. Still keeping myself off of my beauty, I began to let my hands roam her skin. She was flushed and I wanted to feel her warmth everywhere on her skin. I moved up and down her sides, I felt her cheeks, I touched everywhere I could. I moved my hand lower until I found her hemline. As I moved my hands, small whimpers and groans were released into my mouth. The lace there brought up my less noble thoughts again and I wanted to feel her more. I began grasping at her legs and thighs. Trying not to scare her, I moved up her legs slowly. She continued to whimper as her breathing became more erratic and heavy. I was about to find out exactly what type of material was lying underneath the dress when my cell phone began vibrating. I groaned, too loudly, and rolled off my love. I pulled the phone out of my pocket to see that an evil pixie was calling to interrupt us.
"What is it, Alice?" I grumbled in a low tone into the phone.
"Stop what you are doing Edward Masen Cullen. If you value your life and more importantly, Bella's stop what you are about to do!" Alice was practically shouting into the phone. I was frustrated and mad and upset.
"Alice, what are you even talking about? Are you telling me, that I'm going to hurt her?" My worst fears were that if I ever gave in to my desires that Bella's fragile body would be the thing to pay the price. I would do whatever it took to ensure that she was never hurt.
"No, that's not what I saw. Bella would have enjoyed the experience very much. So much so, that her screams would have awoken Charlie. You two were going to wake him up in the middle of the night. He would have burst into her room thinking she was being attacked by a monster, and come running with his gun."
I had to interrupt her. "Alice, you know I'd move fast enough that he wouldn't shoot me. So besides the terrible embarrassment, there wasn't a problem. Bella would have been happy, you ruined it for us." It took all my control not to shout into the phone at her.
"NO EDWARD!! The problem wouldn't be that you would get shot…" she paused. Whatever she saw was making her upset, I could hear it in her voice. "Edward… Charlie would have missed you, but he would have shot his daughter. Bella would have…" she stopped, terror almost gripping her voice.
My heart would have stopped at that thought, that is, if it hadn't stopped 80 years prior. I would have been the reason my Bella would die. "Alice…" I whispered.
"Chill, Romeo. You know she wants you. You two just have to restrain yourselves and be patient. You'll have eternity to be with one another. Go take a cold shower and have Bella do the same. Bye!" She almost seemed chipper when she hung up.
"You've got to be freaking kidding me…" I practically gaped at the phone. I slammed the phone closed and returned it to my pocket. I stood from the bed. I looked down at my angel as she pouted on the bed. I stood up and faced away from her. I needed to get myself under control. I buttoned my shirt up to the top and took a few more unneeded breaths. When I turned around, Bella looked hurt. Her eyes looked on the verge of crying. I couldn't bear to see her do that. I turned to her and rushed to her side, cradling her in my arms.
"Bella, love… Alice saw us, she saw the results of us doing this here tonight. It would have been disastrous. Charlie would have rushed into the room with a gun and…" I couldn't continue. The visual in my head brought a choking sob to my throat. "I couldn't let anything bad happen to you. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I did that to you."
She looked up at me with her chocolate brown eyes as silent tears fell down her cheek. I pulled her close to me. I would have to settle for holding her tonight as she slept. "Bella, do you want me to leave?" I asked her as she buried her head into my chest.
She looked up, panicked. "No! I mean, please just stay here. I mean, I…" she paused and looked up at me, unsure what to say… "Did you even want me, not just my blood, but me?"
"Bella, I barely noticed your blood tonight. Your body was too captivating. You should know that tonight I wanted your body more than anything else. I wanted to make you mine and give myself to you. I wanted to make you come in ecstasy and scream out for more, which I would happily give you. I wanted nothing but you." I hoped my speech didn't frighten her. The next thing I knew, her lips were crashing into mine. I felt her relax in my arms and pull me close to her.
"Bella, love, you really need to stop doing that, or we are going to be in the same situation we were before Alice called. Besides, you are tired and need to rest." As I said this, she yawned reluctantly. I laughed quietly as she looked upset with herself. "Do you want me to let you go so you can change?"
"I should probably go change. Do you mind if I change in here, instead of walking to the bathroom?" she looked up with tired eyes. I couldn't say no to her so I nodded to let her know that would be fine. I knew I would have to face away from her to keep my actions in check tonight though. I released her so she could change. After a couple minutes, she returned to my arms and nestled herself next to me. I hummed a song that I had written for her, not the lullaby she was used to, but a new piece I've been working on for the last two years. She fell asleep in my arms with a smile plastered on her face. I kissed both of her cheeks and left to take a quick cold shower so I could return to her embrace before sunrise.