A/N: I do not own Twilight!
Chapter 21 - Strange
"Bella Swan?" the voice called again. I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep breath trying to calm my galloping heart. Then I turned around slowly and forced a smile on my face.
"It's actually Bella Cullen as you know." I said looking up at my biggest high school enemy, Lauren Mallory's face. She stood in front of me with none other than Jessica Stanley, looking up and down at my body then smirked at me.
"Yeah, the wedding... Now I know why it was so necessary." she pointed meaningfully at my bump. I didn't miss the evil glint in her baby blue eyes. "So Edward Cullen knocked you up and then married you because he felt sorry for you. How pity." she laughed running her fingers through her blonde hair.
"You don't know anything." I snapped at her. I felt my anger boiling in me again.
"By the way I've never understand what he saw in you." she continued. "A man like him deserves a real woman. You're just so plain. There's nothing interesting in you, you're not even that pretty. Probably that's why he left you in last september. He got tired of you. But you couldn't accept it and acted like a drama queen. Then probably somebody told him and he returned out of pity for you. And now this..." she reached toward my baby bump. "Are you sure it's his?" she smirked.
"Don't you dare to touch me or my baby with your dirty hands." I growled and grabbed her wrist before she could have touched me. "And don't talk about something you don't know and won't be able to understand ever. Do you know what, Lauren? You're just jealous. It eats you up in the inside. You've been always jealous of me and hated me, although I've never really understood why. I never did anything against you." I held her wrist firmly and she whimpered. But I couldn't care about it. My anger was so overpowering, much more than the jealousy I'd felt just a few minutes ago in the shop. Jessica stood there too with a shocked expression on her face, speechless probably the first time in her life. "And you said Edward needed a real woman? Like who? You? Or Jessica? Well, you had your chance. You had two years with him without me here. And he didn't even look at you. He didn't want you. He didn't need you. Do you want to know what he thinks about the girls like you? That you're just a slut with pitiful thoughts and mind. In his eyes you're worthless. That's why he never talked to you, he didn't want to waste his time." Lauren stared at me angrily but there was a hint of fear in her eyes too, that kind of fear that I saw in the eyes of humans every time a vampire was close to them. Their instincts were screaming at them to run away. Was she afraid of me? She tried to pull her hand out of my grip. I let her go gladly but to my surprise she, instead of pulling it back, slapped me hard. It hurt. Badly. I put my hand on my burning cheek and stared at her shocked.
"You know what, Bella Swan?" she spit out my name like a curse. "Fuck you! And fuck all the freaking Cullens. You deserve each others." She turned around and stormed out pulling Jessica behind her. I stood there for a long moment staring after them then ran out of the mall as quickly as I could without tripping. Outside I collapsed onto a bench just in front of the mall and let my tears falling freely.
"Bella." a velvety voice said a little while later then I felt his cold hands on my arms. He sat down beside me and pulled me onto his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck and snuggled close to him burrying my head into the crook of his neck. I tried to take deep breaths and calm down. I knew the too much stress was not good for the baby. I kept my mind busy by humming my lullaby in my head, I didn't want Edward to know what had happened. At least not right now. Although I was really surprised he didn't know already. Maybe our little incident wasn't as loud as I thought it was. It seemed nobody had noticed it, not even when Lauren had slapped me.
"Love? Please don't cry. I'm sorry it took so long. Alice had a vision of me in the parking lot and called me. She was a little upset that we left her out of this trip but I discussed everything with her, and eventually she understood. Well, as much as she could. It wasn't an easy task. She's Alice." Edward said anxiously. He clearly misunderstood my state. I felt a little guilty that I let him think that I was upset because he was away for too long.
"It's okay, Edward. I think I overreacted a little bit. You know, pregnancy hormones..." I smiled up at him weakly then pressed my lips to his. Everything was perfect now that I was in his arms.
"So can we go shopping for baby stuffs finally?" he asked excitedly after he pulled away so I could breath. I laughed at his eagerness and nodded.
Edward led me to biggest baby shop on the mall. My heart beated so erratically in my chest that I was sure I'd have a heartattack soon. Edward looked down at me with his breathtaking crooked smile on his face and it didn't help either. He chuckled at me and I stuck out my tongue at him.
"So? Where would you like to start?" he asked. I looked around in the huge shop, my eyes lingered on the shelves and racks. I was so excited. All the clothes and toys and other baby stuffs were just so beautiful and cute and I felt so overwhelmed. Damn hormones...
"Hmm... Clothes." I smiled up at him.
"Clothes then." he nodded and led me toward the clothes section.
We looked through all the little shirts and pants, rompers and hats, bodysuits and underwears, dresses, socks and little shoes. We argued about colors. Should we buy blue or pink, would the baby be girl or boy? At the end we agreed that we would buy everything in white, yellow and green.
"Can you believe it? That our baby will be this tiny." I asked Edward as I lifted up a soft yellow shirt. He stepped behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist resting his hands on my stomach.
"I can't wait to see it. Our little angel." he kissed my neck softly. "So my lovely wife, what's your opinion about this?" he purred into my ear and reached toward something on one the shelves. He lifted up a baby blanket still from behind me and unfolded it. I gasped. It was simply beautiful. Soft and white with cute baby lions on the edge of it. I just wanted to hug it.
"We definitely keep it." I said and turned to smile up at him. "It's perfect. Either it will be a boy or a girl." he just nodded grinning at me.
"Have you ever thought about names, love?" he asked dropping the blanket on the top of the pile of clothes we'd already decided to buy. I blushed softly hoping he wouldn't notice it, but of course he did. I had thought about names a lot before, always trying to block him out. I'd never wanted him to know my ideas or my silly thoughts about this and only share them with him when I was ready for it.
"Bella?" he asked, brushing his cold fingers against my blushing cheeks gently.
"Well... yeah. I have a few ideas. But only for a boy. For now." I smiled shyly at him.
"May I ask what are your ideas?" he bored his bright topaz eyes into mine. I blushed in a deeper shade of red.
"Hmm... maybe. Well, I thought about a lot of names, but none of them seemed to be good enough. Then I found one. Well it wasn't hard to guess. It's... hmm..."
"Yes?" he asked eagerly.
"Anthony." I whispered looking down at the floor. "I'd like to name our baby Anthony, if it's a boy. And if it's okay with you, of course." To tell the truth I was scared a little bit that he wouldn't like it. I felt his fingers under my chin, gently lifting my head up until our gaze met. His eyes were full of love and a small smile played on his marble lips.
"My Bella." he breathed softly and I felt a shiver running down on my spine. His smile grew wider. "You have no reason to be scared. I love it. I think we have a name. Although I'm wondering what exactly inspired you to choose this name to our baby boy?" he grinned widely. I couldn't help but laugh.
"Well, I don't know exactly... I think I heard it in the tv the last time Emmett forced me to watch it with him. It has a beatiful ring..." I shrugged innocently trying to stifle my giggle and be as serious as I could, but of course I couldn't fool him. His topaz eyes twinkled with excitement.
"You simply heard it in the tv and that's the idea came from? Are you sure, love?" he asked sweetly, playfully, rising one his perfect eyebrows as his strong arms pulled me closer to his marble body.
"Yup!" I nodded and stared up at him innocently.
"So the fact that my middle name is Anthony has nothing to do with it?" he pouted adorably. I would have thought that he was really hurt if I'd not seen the playful glint in his eyes.
"Oh. Really? Is it? I forgot it. You know I'm only human." I still smiled at him innocently.
"Really? Forgot it? Maybe I should refresh your memory as soon as we get home. Just in case, you know, you forgot something else about me, my beautiful wife." he slid one of his hands to my butt and squeezed it gently. I gasped surprised at his action but instantly felt like my whole body was on fire.
"Maybe you really should." I whispered leaning closer to him willing him to kiss me, to feel his hard lips on my soft ones. He leaned down agonizingly slowly and I felt I would surely go insane if he didn't kiss me right now. Every fieber of my body was screaming for his touch. But suddenly he stopped only less than an inch away from my lips. It was maddening.
"Tell me, beautiful, what do you think about Mason as a middle name?" he turned his head and kissed his way up to my ear. Then he started to nuzzle my earlobe gently. His sweet smell, his closeness made extremely hard to me to be mad at him because I hadn't got my kiss, or even to try to remember how to breath. I moved my fingers into his bronze locks automatically grabbing them roughly pulling him closer to me. I never wanted to let him go. It was so weird. Everything I felt today, jealousy, anger, desire and even my love for Edward seemed to be so much intense then before. Maybe it was because of my crazy hormones. We stood there like this for a long moment before I pulled away to look at him.
"Anthony Mason Cullen? I think it's perfect. But care to explain me why Mason, my gorgeous husband?" I asked playing with the collar of his shirt. I wanted to just rip it off of him so badly. I stared into his gorgeous eyes, they were so mesmerizing. He raised one of his perfect eyebrows grinning at me. He enjoyed my moodswings and my frantic thoughts way too much. His arms tightened around my waist, pressing my body closer to his.
"Mason is very similar to my human family name. It seems right to me to give him this name. I can't explain it, it's just a feeling." he grinned so widely, I was sure it would hurt him if he were human. I smiled back at him caressing his face gently.
"What do you think about it, Anthony Mason?" I asked my little bump. Edward chuckled and put his hand on top of it.
"I don't think he's going to..." he said but stopped in midsentence. We both gasped and looked down then back up at each other.
"Did our baby just...?" Edward stared at me with wide eyes. I nodded unable to say anything. Tears started rolling down on my face freely. Feeling our baby moving for the first time was the most incredible thing I'd ever felt. It was just a light motion inside me, probably it did it all the time, but this was the first time I felt it myself and I nearly exploded with joy. "Oh God..." Edward choked out. He caressed my face lovingly, wiping my tears away. His other hand still rested on my baby bump, his fingers rubbed soothing circles on it. I felt my little nudger moving again as a reaction to his father's touch. Edward was practically glowing in front of me. It was a really breathtaking sight.
"Are you trying to tell us that you're a boy and you like the name we've just chosen, baby?" he knelt down to the ground and asked my belly in a wicked but joyful tone. I laughed and cried at the same time when our baby moved again as if answering him.
"Does it mean yes?" I asked smiling down at Edward.
"Shhh, mommy. I'm in a deep conversation with our only child." he flashed his crooked smile and winked at me. I giggled and tangled my fingers into his hair.
"Or are you a girl, sweetie?" he turned his attention back to my bump. Our baby moved again and he frowned. "You're not helping at all, you know." he pressed his pouty lips against my stomach gently.
"Oh, Edward, don't be sad. Maybe it's like its daddy and would like to surprise us. Don't ruin the surprise, daddy." I run my hand through his silky hair and he stood up then wrapped his arms around me again. He stared at me intently, his golden eyes shone with all the love he felt for our baby and me. It was so overwhelming. I couldn't help but kiss him passionately, which he returned eagerly.
We continued our shopping trip more excited than before. We bought tons of cloths, toys and other baby stuffs. And for once I didn't care how much money we spent. I wanted the best for my child and Edward couldn't agree me more. I thought we went overboard a little bit, although there were still a lot of things we'd have to buy once we finally knew if it was a boy or a girl and how much it was human and vampire. But we had to wait until it was born to find these things out. I was so impatient.
When we arrived home it was late afternoon. The baby was tireless and moved every now and then much to our pleasure. Edward had always loved to touch my belly before but now that our child had started to move he seemed unable to keep his hand away from my baby bump for long. He enjoyed feeling our baby moving as much as I did.
"What do you want to do in the evening, love?" he walked into our bedroom after he'd put everything we'd bought into our monstrous closet and laid down beside me on our huge bed. I snuggled close to him, wrapping my leg over his hips and rested my head on his rock hard chest. I sighed. I felt a little bit tired, we'd had a long day and it was so good to just lay here in our home with my husband.
"Can we just stay here for a while? I feel a little tired." I mumbled into his chest. "Maybe later we might go to the main house. I miss the others."
"As you wish, my love." he buried his face into my hair and inhaled deeply. One of his hands held me close to him while the other caressed the back of my thigh gently, lovingly under my maternity dress. To feel his skin on my bare flesh was the most wonderful feeling in the world. I pulled his shirt out from under his jeans and unfasten the buttons on it slowly, one by one then opened it. Although I'd seen it many times before, the sight of his bare chest and abs still made me speechless. It was simply perfect, breathtaking. He was the most beautiful man I'd ever laid my eyes on. And he was mine. I run my fingertips softly up and down on his perfectly smooth skin. It was heaven. He purred softly into my ear as I started to play with his nipple.
"Bella." he breathed then rolled me onto my back gently. His lips found mine instantly and they melted together in a very sweet and passionate kiss. My fingers, still under his shirt, danced up and down on his spine and he shivered in my arms.
Although he was a vampire, inhumanly beautiful, fast and strong and practically indestructible, but every time I touched him and held him in my arms he was nothing more than a man in the arms of his lover, of his wife, he was weak and vulnerable. A vampire under the spell of human. And I loved it, because his reaction only proved that he was not a monster, that he had a soul, the most beautiful soul I'd ever seen, and that how much he loved and adored me.
His fingers trailed up on my thigh softly, his skin was like smooth satin against mine and though it was ice cold, his touch left a trail of hot fire on my skin.
"You're so beautiful, my Bella." he whispered as he kissed down on my neck to my collarbone. I blushed and buried my face into the crook of his neck. Our cheeks pressed together and he hummed softly. "You smell so wonderful, love. Like freesia... so sweet... so intoxicating." he murmured against my skin peppering my chest, neck and face with open mouth kisses. "And it's so much more intense since you're pregnant." I couldn't help but moan loudly. "Hmmm... delicious... And for a couple of days it mixed with something sweeter, almost vampiric. It drives me crazy." he whispered inhaling deeply as he pressed his nose against my artery. My heart pounded in my chest, I felt my blood boiling. My feelings were out of control. Again. I felt like the intensity of them would surely crush me. Love, lust, desire, passion... His lips found mine again and they locked in the most passionate kiss we'd ever shared. My fingers clenched his back firmly, my nails dug in his skin. If he was human, he would surely be bleeding by now from my effort.
"Edward." I whimpered and squeezed him tightly to me with my leg, which was still wrapped around his waist, our hips pressed together.
"Are you alright, sweetheart?" he asked pulling away a little. There was a hint of worry in his lust clouded eyes, but his fingers were playing with the edge of my panties.
"Yeah... Don't worry." I choked out, trying to control my shallow breathing. The last thing I wanted him to do right now was to worry about me. But he pulled away completly and sat up. I felt disappointed a little bit and pouted. I loved his protective side but not right now. He trailed his fingers down on my arm and took my hand gently, pulling me up too. I just pouted even more and stared at him confused while his whole body was shaking with silent lighter.
"You're so adorable when you do that." he said running his thumb over my bottom lip. I stared at his mouth, mesmerized by the way as his beautiful lips moved and formed each word he said. My own lips parted on their on accord under his touch and a low growl erupted from his chest as my tongue wrapped around his finger. He tasted maddeningly sweet.
"Bella." he moaned and before I could even blink his mouth replaced his thumb and we were kissing again.
Kissing Edward was one of the things I was sure that I'd never get tired of, no matter how long I'd live. Every time his lips pressed to mine I felt that wonderful electric current passing through us like on that very first day in the biology classroom when he'd touched me for the first time. Only it was so much stronger now.
Our lips moved in perfect synch and I couldn't hold back my moan when he pushed his ice cold tongue gently into my mouth. His taste was so sweet, like nothing else in the world, so Edward. I wanted more of it, more of him. I grabbed his hair firmly pulling him closer to me, our tongues danced together in a very erotic way. I felt his hands on the top of my knees, his fingers trailed up on my thighs agonizingly slowly, sneaking under my dress and pushing it up further and further. My whole body was trembling as his hands brushed against my hips, my stomach and caressed softly my ribs and the side of my breasts.
"Lift your arms up, love." he murmured against my lips still kissing me, then pulled away slowly. I did silently as he'd asked, trying to calm my ragged breathing. His coal black eyes held my chocolate brown ones like a magnet, I couldn't have looked away even if I'd wanted. He pulled my dress gently off of me and tossed it to the floor, leaving me only in a midnight blue lace bra and matching boyshort. I bit my bottom lip as he gazed at me hungrily, then reached my trembling hands toward his shoulders. He shivered as my clumsy fingers brushed against his skin softly, then pushed his shirt off of him. My eager eyes drank in his perfectly sculpted chest and abs as if I saw them for the first time. I felt my panties soaking. He inhaled deeply and a small smirk appeared on his flawless face.
"Do you see something you like, sweet girl?" he asked leaning close to me. I felt his cool breath on my lips and I licked them. His eyes darted immediately to my mouth, following intently my every movement. I could almost taste him on my tongue. A soft moan escaped from his lips as I repeated my action more slowly, more sensually and he leaned even closer to me, trying to close the distance between us, but I didn't let him.
"Uh uh..." I shook my head and put my palm just above his unbeating heart. He looked up at me questioningly, his desire was so evident in his beautiful, pitch black orbs. I pushed his chest, trying to push him down onto the bed. Of course my strength was nothing to him, but he understood immediately what I wanted and obeyed.
He laid down on the center of our bed. A small smile was playing on his lips as he stared up at me waiting what would be my next move. I trailed my hands down on his chest, drawing lazy patterns around his nipples and caressing his ribs then his abs gently. I felt his muscles twitching under my touch and smiled. When I reached the waistband of his jeans, I popped open the button and pulled down the zip slowly. I bit my bottom lip, trying to stifle my giggle as he held his breath staring at my hands with sparkling eyes. He lifted his hips eagerly even before I could reach for his jeans to pull them down. I chuckled at him as the rest of his clothes joined to his shirt and my dress on the floor.
He laid there, completely exposed to me. He was gorgeous, the most beautiful man on the face of earth and he was mine. I climbed above him and straddled on one of his leg. He hissed as my wet entrance, still covered by the thin material of my panties, made contact with his skin. My hands caressed his inner thighs softly, my fingers moved closer and closer to his painfully hard erection.
"Bella... Oh God..." he moaned as his eyes ran up and down on my almost naked body hungrily.
"Do you see something you like, gorgeous?" I asked, using his words from earlier and trying to look at him as innocently as I could. His lips turned up into my favourite crooked smile and my heart started to racing like crazy, which only made his smile grow wider.
"Kiss me." I whispered breathlessly. I didn't have to ask him twice. He sat up so fast, that his movement was just a blur to me, and cradled my face in his hands ever so gently. He stared at me for a long moment, our lips almost touching. I felt his cold breath on my lips and butterflies in my stomach, his closeness made my head spinning. It was like this was our first kiss. He nuzzled my nose lovingly, while his fingers pulled me closer to him. The whole room was full of sparks, every fiber of my body felt them and screaming for more. I closed my eyes at the same time Edward closed his and our lips melted together. It was like heaven. Sweet, gentle, passionate.
I pressed my body to his. One of Edward's hands traveled down on my body ripping my underwear off of me, while the other still hold me tightly to him. With one swift but careful movement he lifted me up and lowered me on his erection never broking our magical kiss. Hot fire met cold ice, but somehow they didn't destroy each other. They were just perfect together. We moaned in unison at the wonderful feeling. I felt safe. I felt beloved. I felt whole.
Edward wrapped his arms around me, holding me close to him as we moved together in a perfect rhythm. My trembling fingers clenched to his hair tightly, my knuckles went white from the effort and he growled loudly. In moments like this I was extremly greatful that he was a vampire, otherwise I would hurt him. But if anything it only fueled his arousal. He loved when I was tugging his hair.
His marble lips trailed down on my neck to my chest. He bent me back a little and I arched my back as his cool tongue started to play with my hard nipple. His hands were on my back, holding me easily. I threw my head back in ecstasy, the end of my hair brushed against his leg softly.
"You're so breathtakingly beautiful, my Bella." he murmered, looking up at me. "I love you so much, sweet girl."
"I love you too. You have no idea just how much." I whispered back to him. I felt the tears coming and couldn't stop them. They flowed down slowly on my cheeks, blocking my vision. "Edward." I whimpered gripping his arms firmly and pulling myself up. Our bodies melted together again, pressing to each other as tightly as possible. I buried my face in the crook of his neck inhaling his heavenly scent. His strong arms wrapped tightly around me locking me in an unbreakable embrance.
We moved together more and more franticly. Our whispers, sighs and moans filled our bedroom. I couldn't get enough of him. All I could see, hear, taste, feel and think about was him.
"Bella, I'm so close. You have to come with me. Come with me, baby." he moaned into my ear, and this was all I needed. I fell over the edge, my whole body trembled in Edward's cold arms. My arms tightened around his neck and I buried my head deeper into the crook of his neck.
"Yes! Bella!" he growled loudly as I sunk my teeth into his shoulder and bit down on it hard. He stopped our movements and I felt his cold release in me, which sent another wave of pleasure through my body.
"Mine." he growled against my neck as he peppered it with feather-like kisses. I couldn't help but giggle breathlessly and felt him smiling against my skin. I loved his wild vampiric side.
We sat like this for a long time, trying to catch our breaths and calm our shaking bodies. Edward caressed my back lovingly sending shivers down my spine every now and then. He enjoyed his effect on me too much and never got tired of it.
"Hmmm..." I sighed. "Maybe we shouldn't visit the family today. They can wait until tomorrow."
"Well, I couldn't agree with you more, my sweet wife." he answered "I have a few ideas for tonight." he grinned turning us around and laid me down gently on the pillows.
"About what?" I asked pulling him down to me.
"About you and me and this completely unnecessary bed." he gestured toward our bed, the same bed he'd bought me a few months ago and set it for me in his old room in the main house. The same bed I'd refused to sleep in once.
"Hmm... It sounds good." I kissed his nose. "But I changed my mind. Maybe this bed isn't so unnecessary after all." I smiled at him innocently.
"I've said so." he smirked and tangled his fingers into my hair. His thumb caressed my cheek lovingly. "I love you, Bella." he sighed and pressed his lips to mine.
The kiss was slow and tender at first, but soon became more urgent and passionate. I craved for his closeness. He climbed above me carefully, not wanting to crash our baby, and spread my legs gently with his knees. His elbows rested on the pillows next to my head. His hands stroked every inch of my face and my hair softly, while mine caressed his back. My fingers followed every muscle under his marble skin with wonder. I loved to feel them. Their strength and power. The strength of my mate. The thought sent another wave of desire through my body. And I couldn't hold back my own growl, it ripped through my lips before I could stop it. Edward looked down at me, his eyebrows knitted together in confusion. But I pressed my lips to his, even before he could question it, silencing him.
We both sighed as he pushed into me gently and just stayed that way for a long moment. He stared down at me, his black eyes locked with mine. They were full of need and love. It was like ariving home after a long day. I felt complete. I felt whole. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he started moving in me.
We made love slowly, tenderly. He pressed his forehead to mine, his eyes never left mine. I felt his cool breath brushing against my face as he panted, sighed and moaned again and again. But I wanted him to be wild. I wanted to hear him snarl, I wanted to make him growl. I wanted him to claim me, to call me his.
His eyes bored into mine, and I saw them became even darker than before. They turned pitch black in a mere second as he probably listened to my thoughts. A wild growl erupted from his throat as he lifted himself up a little bit. I moaned loudly at the sound.
"Bel-la" he choked out as his thrusts became faster and harder, more needy, more insistent. I lifted my head up and pressed my lips to his throat then bit down gently into his stone-like skin. I nibbled his neck, his collarbone. My tongue darted out to taste the sweetness of his skin, my teeth grazed it softly but eagerly. One of my hands grabbed his butt roughly urging him to move in me faster, harder, deeper while the other clinged to his messy hair. His own hands rested on the bed on either side of my head. His fingers grabbed the sheet and pillows tightly, toring the weak fabric into pieces.
"Isa...Isabella... You're so fucking... sexy." he groaned into my ear before his mouth captured mine in a heated kiss, probably bruising my lips. But I couldn't care. My heart beat in my throat, my whole body trembled under my husband's naked form. I couldn't feel anything else but pure pleasure and desire. And only craved for more.
"Mine... You're mine... Only mine." he said forcefully and somewhere deep inside me I felt satisfaction hearing him saying this. My mate. I was his and he was mine, without doubt. I couldn't help the huge grin that plastered on my face in that moment.
"Oh yeah! Yes! Ed...ward" I attacked his lips and felt my inner muscles begining to tighten around his throbbing member.
"Bella! Bella! Oh God! Baby..." He came only seconds after me, with a loud growl.
"Hmmm..." I sighed happily as he collapsed against me.
"I love you, Bella." he said dropping his head into the crook of my neck and kissed my shoulder softly. I felt his cold breath on my overheated skin and shivered. I lifted my hand and brushed his hair away from his forehead before pressed my lips tenderly against it and tried to catch my breath.
"As I love you." I smiled against his skin.
"Are you alright?" he asked lifting his head up to look at me and stroked my lips carefully with his thumb. His eyes were full of worry. "Did I hurt you?"
"No. Of course not, silly. You couldn't." I shook my head and chuckled. His answering smile was dazzling and turned quickly into a satisfied smirk.
"Well, well, Mrs. Cullen. I don't know what came over you, but it was incredibly... hot. Beyond sexy. My little vixen." he stared at me hungrily, his fingers trailed down on my neck towards my breasts. My breath cought in my throat, my desire for him awakened instantly.
I lifted my head to kiss him but before I could reach his mouth he turned his head away from me and a loud snarl erupted from his lips. It wasn't playful or lustful then only minutes before. It was angry, menacing. His arms wrapped around me tightly in a protective embrance, cradling my body to his. His gaze was set on the door. I froze underneath him. Something was definitely wrong.