Author's Notes: Sorry guys, I know it's been a little while but still here it is! I can't wait for you all to find out what's going to happen in the next few chapters I'm very excited about writing them! A big thanks to my beta JenJenSon for all her help as always. Also a few people have been asking about my other stories and why I haven't been updating them, the answer is purely that I don't have time at the moment. I won't bore you with all the excuses of everything that takes up my time but I stupidly started about five stories in one go and therefore spread my small amount of writing time too thin so I'm going to finish this one before continuing the others one at a time. Lastly if you haven't checked out the trailers for this story or any of my other stories please do check out the links on my profile page to my trailers on youtube.
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* I dedicate this chapter to JenJenSon due to her recent email saying Carlisle Bite Me! *
I'm Just Addicted
Bite
Bella POV
I could hear Emmett and Jasper playing computer games downstairs, the only other sound in the house while everyone else was hunting. Carlisle had been somewhat hesitant to leave me in the house with only male companions but Alice persuaded him that he couldn't spend the rest of our lives smothering me. So with some very stern warnings to the boys he had gone with Rosalie and Alice hunting. I had enjoyed a nice long lie in and then a nice shower before finally deciding to head downstairs.
I caught my toe somehow on the stairs and tumbled downwards landing with a force that knocked the wind out of me. I did however notice that I hadn't fallen far and it didn't hurt as much as it should have, not that I was complaining of course. I opened my eyes and found myself wrapped firmly in Jasper's arms.
"Thanks." I blushed as he carried me down the remaining stairs and placed me safely on my feet.
"What have I told you about trying to think while you walk Bella?" Emmett grinned from his game room doorway.
"Very funny." I replied, sticking my tongue out at him.
"Put that tongue back in your mouth or I'll make you use it." Emmett smirked. I tried to think of a smart reply but I was too stunned that he had had the nerve to say that. "Or you stand there like a flabbergasted fish."
"Wow Emmett, big word." Jasper teased.
"Are you going to let go of Bella anytime soon bro?" Emmett asked, immediately Jasper dropped his arms from my frame. "You know Carlisle's going to rip your arms off when he gets back right?"
"As opposed to him comin' back to her with broken bones from rolling down the stairs?" Jasper shrugged. "Not much I can do about it anyways."
"Why would he be mad at you for helping me?" I asked.
"Because..." Emmett started, walking over and sniffing at my shoulder. I stepped away from him eying him like he was insane, in my defence he had just sniffed me. "You smell like Jasper."
"Really?" I asked in surprise, trying to smell myself. "I can't smell anything." I leant forward to sniff Jasper, inhaling his sweet spicy scent and then sniffed at myself again, I couldn't smell anything.
"You wait until you're one of us." Jasper replied. "You'll wonder how you ever missed it."
"Oh." I nodded dumbly. "So should I go shower?"
"No way!" Emmett burst out loudly, "This is going to be much more fun!" He lifted me onto his back and carried my piggyback into the game room.
"If there's trouble when the others get home I'm blaming you Emmett." I told him.
"There won't be trouble Bella." Jasper assured me. "He'll be alright, he'll just be a bit protective of you and might take you back to his cave to mark his territory some more."
"Jas-per!" I whined.
"Alright I'm done now." He replied, holding up his hands. "Come on then Emmett, let's see your new game."
Emmett's new game was called 'Lips'; it was pretty much like doing karaoke only through the xbox instead of a karaoke machine and you get points for it. Emmett was actually useless at it, which thrilled me no end. I was OK at it and Jasper was amazing! With that southern voice singing like he was, even I found it sexy.
"We're home!" Alice's voice shouted some time later.
"We're in here!" Emmett shouted back. Carlisle, Rosalie and Alice entered the room to Jasper and I singing a duet of 'Bless this broken road'.
"Hey she's actually not bad." Rosalie commented, taking a seat next to Emmett. I stopped for Jasper's part and Carlisle quickly leant to kiss me.
"Isn't he just so hot when he sings..." Alice sighed, taking a seat on the other couch.
"Yeah." I replied.
"It's the accent." Rosalie added.
"Hey!" Emmett protested.
"No offence, but you're terrible!" Rosalie laughed.
"You really are." Alice confirmed.
"Like you're much better." Emmett pouted.
"No...I'm not much better actually." Alice frowned as Jasper put down his microphone and came over to greet her. "Rose is great, she's got a beautiful voice."
"Not like cowboy over there." Rosalie shrugged.
"You flatter me ladies." Jasper grinned, wrapping his arms around Alice.
This whole time I had failed to notice how Carlisle had begun to hold me tighter and tighter until Jasper's gaze snapped up to Carlisle behind me. We all followed his gaze in surprise to Carlisle's hard set expression. No one moved for a moment before I was shoved backwards and everyone else appeared the other side of the room keeping a generous distance from Carlisle and I.
"Mine." Was the only word that came from his lips, but I barely recognised it as Carlisle's voice. I must have stared at his back for a good few moments in shock before I managed to make a sound. The others were lowering their stance to him, trying to make him see that they weren't a threat.
"Carlisle..." I called to him; my voice caught in my throat and came out as a croak. "Come on, let's go." His face looked torn between a look of horror and that of the protective vampire side of him. I took a small step towards him, reaching out my hand to touch his arm; he was still partially facing the others in case they were a threat.
I felt him lift me and in a moment of blurred vision and stolen breath we were outside. He didn't put me down; every muscle in his body seemed tense. I raised my arms so I could touch his face. He reminded me of a jittery horse for a moment, his strong muscles twitching as I touched him.
The wind hit me as he took off again, I couldn't see much more than greens, browns and greys mixing together until I could feel my back pressing against something hard and the wind had stopped. We were inside and I was staring directly into black eyes. I had never seen Carlisle's eyes this dark, not even close, never more animalistic or feral. I rarely saw him as a vampire, not that I saw him as human either of course; I just saw Carlisle, the man no matter what he was.
I heard myself groan loudly as his lips crashed against mine with a little more force than was comfortable, once his tongue met with mine he eased up a little so as not to actually hurt me. I was going to be bruised tomorrow, my lips from the pressure of his, my skin from his iron grip on my thighs as he pinned me against the back of the door.
I could hear him panting even though he didn't need to breathe. Now I knew what Edward had meant when he said it was dangerous, Carlisle barely had control over any of his movements and every part of his normally compassionate and controlled self was focusing on not being so rough that he killed me...a vampire with any less control would have killed me in this situation. I could still see flickers of Carlisle's normal self in his eyes, struggling and fighting to get control.
"It's OK." I told him, as he tried to pull himself away. "You won't hurt me." He pulled me to him, backing into the bedroom and leading me with him. His possessive nature needed some kind of reassurance so I just followed his lead; let him decide.
"Lie down." He breathed in my ear, guiding me onto the bed. He leant over me and tugged my jeans down before raising my top above my head. Before long I was naked and his hands were everywhere, roaming my body, squeezing my soft flesh in his hard hands. I could hear myself whimpering under his attentions, I knew I was wriggling to allow him better access to my body but I didn't care. I reached up tug off his shirt, he helped and then his cold body was over me. His hands slid across my body again, this time they reached my centre. I moaned deep in my throat as his cool fingers slid easily inside. I flushed in embarrassment at the slickness there but he just leant down close to my ear and whispered to me. "mia cara what have you been thinking about?" He didn't move though, I felt myself trying to press against him in frustration. He just chucked and pulled his fingers from me. I didn't have time to whimper at the loss or plead with him to touch me before one hard movement had his cock buried deep inside of me. He began to thrust firmly in and out of me, not too fast but certainly hard enough that I could feel the force behind it. His lips found mine again before moving across my neck and shoulders, kissing and licking me as he went.
I felt him mumbling something against my skin but I couldn't hear it, it was too quiet for me to hear and I was too controlled by my own desire to focus on it. Then a sharp pain brought put a pause on the pleasure I was feeling and I cried out in pain. I realised that he had bitten me and panicked for a moment, was he going to change me now? He hadn't said anything, he hadn't asked if I was ready to- A loud moan rolled from my lips as I felt a slow erotic pull as he began to drink. The pain was gone now, drowned out by the pleasure of his lips and his hardness still pounding into me at an aggressive pace. I felt a tingling and tightening in my stomach before another tug at my neck pushed me over the edge and had me writhing in ecstasy under him. He released me collarbone from his mouth for a moment before gently sucking and licking around it.
I could feel the tension in his body and then he began to speed up, I was torn somewhere between pleasure and pain as his thrusts grew a little too forceful for my body to take and he let out a loud growling groan above me.
For a moment we stayed where we were, both panting, Carlisle's eyes still dark but he looked distinctly more himself. Then he looked scared and before I realised he had moved and was across the room.
"Bella..." he whispered, I practically heard the guilt in his voice.
"Don't apologise." I told him, sitting up slowly. "Come here."
"How can I not apologise Bella?" he asked, but he came closer anyway. "I let my instincts get the better of me and I put your safety at risk."
"and I let you." I told him firmly, reaching for his hand and tugging it. He humoured me and sat on the bed.
"Bella, physically you would not have been able to stop me." He said quietly.
"but I didn't need to, I told you I trust you." I insisted. His hand reached to my collarbone and I winced slightly before I could stop it. I saw him go to speak and cut him off. "No, I don't want to hear it. I don't care. I told you I trust you, nothing you do could make me love you less."
"Bella I saw your face earlier in the house, you were scared of me." He sighed, wrapping his arms around me.
"I wasn't scared for me; I was scared that you would hurt Jasper or Emmett." I explained. "I knew you wouldn't hurt me." As he kissed the bite-mark on my neck I smirked to myself a little and corrected. "Not much anyway."
"You are a dangerous temptation Bella." He murmured against my skin. "I am sorry I hurt you though."
"It wasn't that bad." I replied honestly, actually the initial bite had hurt a lot but as soon as he began to drink the pain was gone, it felt good. I felt heat rise to my cheeks, what was wrong with me? Surely I wasn't turning into a freak that got off on pain...
"Bella?" Carlisle enquired.
"Um...nothing..." I said a little flustered. "Just er...reliving the experience." I looked at him more seriously for a moment. "Why wasn't the venom a problem?"
"Because I wasn't thirsty." He replied. "I hunted this morning, I wasn't thirsty and I had no desire to change you. Although there was a little venom it was easily sucked back out of your blood. It will scar though...although part of me can't even be sorry for that."
"Carlisle Cullen! Are you seriously telling me that you are proud of this extreme hickey?" I chided.
