Previously…

Peter pulled me to him and growled low in his chest. "Oh, baby… Bella, I'm gonna show you so much…"

Peter

Bella was an orgasm-deprived virgin, I knew that much, but to take one look at her sinful body and sudden expression you'd think she'd been there before and knew exactly what she wanted from me.

"Peter," she moaned, her beautiful little fingers runnin' up the buttons of my shirt.

I was done for – completely and totally fucked. She did that to me. She stole every ounce of confidence I had in these moments and turned me into the stutterin' first-timer she should have rightly been. Except she wasn't.

Bella was all black eyes and steady fingers as she opened my shirt and caressed my skin. Her confidence turned me on to extremes, and I absently wondered if it was possible to get any harder than I already was for her.

Her name left me on a sigh. Her eyes brightened at the sound of it.

"You're so amazing," she said softly, her eyes on mine and not my body.

My lips twitched with the urge to grin. "Likewise, baby."

My hands were rovin' her back, slidin' down to catch the curve of her beautiful ass and squeeze…

Bella moaned, her head fallin' back and her eyes closin'. I took the opportunity to explore her neck, paintin' it with kisses and sighs.

"Peter… Upstairs."

When my woman told me to do somethin' I'd jump the fuck to it.

My fingers slipped down to the backs of her thighs, my eyes shuttin' and clenchin' with the restraint it took to allow my hands not to explore the heat that they ran over on their way there. Her pussy was callin' me like no blood ever had – not even hers.

I lifted her swiftly, splittin' her legs and throwin' them around my hips. She gasped and giggled, makin' her amazin' tits jiggle with the action.

I'd never gotten somewhere so fast in all my life, immortal or otherwise. In the next second I was layin' her down on our bed and coverin' her body with my own, liftin' her shirt to pay homage to those beautiful still-jigglin' breasts.

"What are you laughin' at?" I growled against her skin, nippin' and kissin' above the plain cotton cups of her bra.

Bella moaned, throwin' her head back, but she was still laughin' softly with a wide smile across her plump lips.

I crawled up her body and took her mouth roughly, swallowin' her laughs and replacin' them with my tongue. She gasped and writhed, pressin' herself against my thigh that lay between hers.

"I'm happy," she breathed against my cheek once I let her speak.

I smiled against her jaw, my tongue tastin' her skin there and findin' it just as sweet as the rest of her, and suddenly…everythin' wasn't as urgent as it had been.

We had time. Jasper and Garrett were gone, out with their other halves, and they wouldn't interrupt anythin'. But, most importantly, we had forever to do whatever we wanted.

I gently sucked on her neck, drawin' out the most beautiful moan I had ever heard.

"Peterrr…"

"Mags, you drive me crazy," I muttered against her shoulder, movin' down to lick at her curlin' collarbone and kiss a few stray scars.

Her hands simply grasped my shoulders and squeezed me back in answer – likewise…

Her shirt went quickly, along with her jeans, but her underwear lasted a little longer. I laid myself on top of her, my stomach between her thighs and pressed against her damp pussy whilst my chin was quite happy to rest between her breasts.

I ran one fingertip under the left shoulder strap of her white bra, likin' the colour of it against her pale skin. "This is nice."

She smiled down at me, strokin' my hair. "Lace is nice but it itches."

Bella was far from plain, she was so beautiful and extraordinary that I hardly had words for it, but plain things suited her. Lace couldn't rival Bella's fuckawesomeness, but cotton? It knew it was just doin' a job for the beauty beneath me, so it didn't even try.

"Peter, stop personifying inanimate pieces of clothing."

I laughed against her skin. "It's true."

Our eyes met and she smiled. "Kiss me."

I did. I kissed her slowly, savourin' her taste and the way her tongue liked to teasin'ly flick at mine to entice me further in.

Bella's hands pulled my shirt down my back with ease, draggin' it off of my arms and droppin' it over the side of the bed. Her toes worked on my jeans.

I smiled around our kiss, breakin' away to ask, "Need some help there?"

She smirked. "Nope."

Sure enough she managed to push them past my hips, along with my shorts, and get them safely over my eager erection. Bein' free caused a fresh wave of sensation to run through my body, and I felt my hands clench of their own volition against Bella's hips.

There was a soft rippin' noise.

I looked down to see her little white panties torn at the seams from bein' twisted in my tensed fingertips.

Bella just smiled down at me. "Aren't I meant to be the one ripping our clothes to get to your goods?"

"Baby, you never do anythin' expected of you," I replied playfully, takin' my time unclaspin' her bra and throwin' it away from the bed.

She gasped as I descended, my tongue mappin' the under-curves of her perfect tits as my teeth scraped along her skin with it. Her nipples tightened beautifully, wrinklin' for me and callin' my tongue.

I obliged with a long, low groan, flickin' them and circlin' them…

"Christ… Your tits are fantastic."

They jiggled with her laugh again, hypnotisin' me. "You're a breast man, aren't you?"

I playfully frowned up at her, slidin' my hands around and underneath her to cradle her ass. I gave it a couple of good, hard squeezes, before feelin' the effect that had on me as well.

"No, no… Definitely a Bella man. Your ass is just as good… Maybe better…" I gazed up at her seriously. "We'll have to take time explorin' this development."

Her back arched, her eyes smoulderin' black, as my pinkies grazed the very edge of her heat.

"What if you're a leg man? Don't forget them," she said breathlessly, her hands urgin' me down to her slim thighs.

I kissed my way down to her knees. "Won't forget… Never forget…"

Soon enough, I was kissin' my way back up. Her thighs parted under my mouth, openin' up to me and givin' me the perfect view of her sweet pink pussy.

"Fuckin' hell, Bella…"

Her hands went down her body, through her sparse light brown curls, and spread her glistenin' lips for me.

She keened. "Eat me, Peter…"

I dove in like a starvin' man, my hands pushin' her thighs wide and my tongue wrigglin' its way into her tight body. Every part of me was strainin' for her, to fuck her into oblivion, but my tongue wanted that honour first.

I growled against her clit, flickin' it with my tongue as I felt her knees shake beneath my hands. She was so goddamn delicious, with her cum tastin' like her blood had smelt: spicy, sexy, and irresistible.

She was all mine.

I brushed away her hands as she began to writhe, forcin' them up her body to her breasts. She caught on quick, twistin' and pinchin' and makin' me dizzy with anticipation of more of her fresh cum reachin' my tongue.

My adventurous fingers took Bella closer to the edge, circlin' her before divin' in to find her sweetest spot…and not gettin' very far. I took my time suckin' and nibblin' on her clit, tryin' to distract her from my fingers at her cherry.

I thanked Jesus H. Christ that she was a newborn, because that shit would never have worked on a fully-grown vampire.

I took in every cry, every gasp, every scream, and as I gently stretched her I could feel that any pain was only makin' the pleasure that much hotter.

And when she came, she really came.

Her body tensed and shook with tremors, her mouth open in a silent gasp as her chin tipped back and forced her head into the pillows, and her fingers were frozen as they plucked at her pretty pink nipples.

She was a goddamn wet dream, and I nearly busted a nut at the sight of her. That was until I was gifted with another wave of her cum.

My cock was twitchin' against the bed sheets eagerly, just wantin' to be buried all the way inside of her, and my hips couldn't resist pushin' against the mattress as I drank her down.

Bella's tense muscles relaxed slowly as I licked her down, her hands findin' their way into my hair and tuggin' my head upwards.

I moaned in reluctance. "Bella…"

She laughed breathily. "I'm pretty sure I'm all out down there."

"Not until I say so," I grumbled.

She let me lick away at her, twistin' my tongue inside her and nuzzlin' her, until I was truly satisfied there was nothin' left of her to be had.

I collapsed on her chest, grouchin', "All out."

Bella sniggered beneath me, her breasts bobbin' either side of my head.

"Heaven," I muttered, my fingers automatically trailin' down to her pussy once more as my mouth got busy with her tits.

She moaned. She was wet again.

"I fuckin' love bein' a vampire," I growled.

"Now, baby," she whispered.

I looked up at her, circlin' her clit with my thumb as I raised my head from her strainin' nipples.

"Now?"

I'm pretty sure I almost gulped.

This is it…

My hands reluctantly left her, so they could help me crawl my way over her curves and bends. My mouth met hers in a sweet kiss.

"I'll take good care of you."

With that, I aligned my hips and pushed.

Her knees came up to cradle me, her calves lockin' over the backs of my thighs to help me drive myself deeper within her. But I didn't need the help, because we fit together so easily. I slid into her like I was made to, and she took me like she was born for the purpose.

I gasped and shook above her, mumblin' against her mouth. "God, Bella… You're so warm…"

There was the tiniest flash of discomfort crossin' her face before it vanished, bein' replaced by desire.

She whispered to me as she urged me into a rhythm, tellin' me how I made her feel and how she could feel everythin'. Her pupils were dilated, her newborn sensitivity spacin' her out like a hit from some really good weed, and her expression was dazed.

Oh, I am good…

She was so warm, and tight, and, God, was she wet. I couldn't keep one hand from roamin' downwards and playin' with her cute little clit – it was perfect and pink, and it made my cock twitch inside of her as I stroked it and felt it pulse beneath my fingertips.

Bella arched against me, moanin' and wordlessly beggin' for more. I gave it. Wholeheartedly.

Every thrust pulled a noise from me and every retreat pulled a sound from Bella, until I felt like I was going to explode and pull Bella into the fire with me.

I couldn't help but pant against her neck in exertion as I forced to keep my imminent orgasm at bay.

Bella's voice brought me around. "Let go, Peter. I want you to come."

I groaned against her skin. "I want it to last."

As if my hips were in collusion with my pride they moved faster, my balls slappin' Bella's ass and the resultin' noise sendin' my brain into one fuckin' wild tailspin.

"I want you to come," Bella repeated, draggin' her nails up my spine.

That fuckin' traitorous spine.

I came like a goddamn kid, bitin' my bottom lip and ridin' out my orgasm with wild and jagged thrusts that were entirely for my pleasure. I was damn near blind for all of ten seconds.

I collapsed in a heap on top of my girl. "Fuck."

"I love you, Peter," she said sweetly, laughin' beneath me as I groaned.

I looked into Bella's bright eyes. "I wanted it to last."

"I wanted you to come."

"Why?"

"Peter, I had four fucking orgasms while you were pounding away. I thought it was time for some reciprocation. Well, that, and you were wound so tight. Just because it's our first time doesn't mean you have to keep at it. It was special, I promise."

Her assurances soothed somethin' inside of me that I didn't know had needed soothin'. She was right, I'd been wound too tight – there'd been too much pressure in my own head to do well.

I kissed her, flickin' her sweet bottom lip with my tongue. "Thank you."

She shrugged as much as she could beneath me. "It's not like you won't be able to get it up again. Jasper's diary assured me that isn't the case."

Her smile was beautiful, teasin' and wicked all at the same time. I laughed, and as my body moved my cock jumped inside of her.

My laugh turned to a groan. Bella's eyes blackened.

Her hands curled around my sides, fingertips diggin' into my flesh as she urged me upwards to meet her for a starved kiss. She moaned around our tongues, adjustin' beneath me so she could–

"Oh."

While dazed and confused from the delicious circlin' of her hips against mine, she rolled my sorry ass over and perched herself on top of me. I could only look up at her and wonder where the fuck she was goin' to take me – her face said we were goin' for a ride.

My hands clamped down on her hips as she lifted herself off of me, her legs either side of mine as she swivelled on my dick. My head wanted to throw itself back into the pillows in pleasure, but my eyes wanted to stay on my Bella and commit her to memory.

With the filthiest smile I've ever seen she slowly slid back down over me, clenchin' her walls even tighter around me before she rose back up.

It was pure torture. Her rhythm was slow, her sinful hips dragged out the pleasure, and her pussy felt so goddamn good. It was next to impossible to believe that the wild-haired brunette with her head thrown back as she fucked herself on my cock had only just had the first sex of her life.

I growled beneath her as she let her hands crawl up my chest, her short nails scorin' my skin. Her body bounced faster, my hands urgin' her to go harder, and soon enough I was reachin' a place inside of her that made me want to scream as I hit it again and again and again…

Bella cried out over me, rushin' to lean forwards and bite my mouth. She was so close, so ready to fall…and I loved pushin' her.

As she panted above me, her fingers strokin' my scars as she searched out her high, I took one look at her bouncin' tits before I went for it. My hands held her still, my hips slammed against hers, and I bit her right over my mark on her neck.

Her pussy clamped down on my dick, forcin' me to come hard and fast inside of her again, and she gave an earth-shatterin' moan. The headboard of the bed cracked as she pushed me against it and took her own shot at my jugular.

I roared as her teeth sunk into my neck, venom rushin' into me and prolongin' my achin' orgasm.

I was shakin' by the time she licked her bite, and my hands fuckin' fumbled as I went to bury them in her hair and crush her mouth to mine.

She tasted so good.

"Damn," she breathed, as she collapsed and let her legs tangle with mine.

I just nodded. My heart felt like it had imploded.

"If I'd known it could be that good I don't think I'd have been a virgin for so long," Bella mumbled against my chest.

My inner animal wasn't happy with that. But instead of throwin' on some crazy caveman get-up, I gave her a displeased eyebrow raise.

She rolled her eyes at me. "I'm joking. It's good because it's you."

I'm pretty fuckin' sure I was grinnin' like a total 'tard.

Bella's eyes turned soft as she looked up at me. "You know, you're pretty beautiful when you smile like that."

I didn't even bother lettin' my manliness take a knock. I knew how she meant it.

I pulled her up and gave her a long kiss. "You're beautiful all the time…and foxy."

She laughed against my mouth, takin' my jaw between her hands and kissin' me solidly, before her gaze was drawn elsewhere.

I tipped my head back and looked up to see the headboard embedded in the wall…a foot above us.

"Peter? I think I broke the bed…"

I looked around to see the mattress was, in fact, on the floor, and the legs of the bed were scattered and splintered around the room. One leg was halfway through the opposite wall.

I pulled Bella close to me and cuddled with her under the sheets. "I'll buy a new one."

Her expression was…naughty. "Or, we could take it outside?"

Bella

I groaned. "Where is it?"

Peter smirked at me as we blurred through the forest. "You can't smell it yet?"

I rolled my eyes at myself. I hadn't considered it.

One sniff was all it took before I was off north-east and racing Peter there.

"Hurry the fuck up!"

I heard his answering laugh behind me, his footsteps gaining ground, and then I was suddenly free-falling. I landed in a cold pool of water and sank to the bottom.

Bubbles rushed around me, water falling down from the rocks I'd jumped from and crashing against the sides of the natural well I was in – the long, jagged crack in the stone behind me told me where the water exited.

I broke the surface and looked up to see Peter in the disc of bright sky a few metres above me.

"You look good wet," he said playfully, but his black eyes told a different story.

I crooked my finger at him and lifted the soaked white shirt from my body. He was on me within seconds.

"The shorts have to go," I mumbled against his lips, tugging at the buttons.

Soon enough they were off and I was pressed front-first against the cool rock, curving my back for Peter with a long low moan.

"You've got a beautiful ass," he said, running his fingers over my curves under the waterline.

I shivered against him and my reaction sent him over the edge. A second later he was inside me, his dick pressing against something that sent my body into a whirl.

"Fuck, yes…"

Peter growled against my ear, taking my hands and pinning them against the rock with his own. "I love your dirty mouth."

I moaned as he nosed my wet hair away from my neck and attacked the skin there, pumping into me with every nip and every lick and every kiss…

"Oh, fuck, Peter!"

The water intensified everything. Though our skin was endothermic and our surroundings were cold, we retained our own strange heat together – just me and Peter. The cold bubbling water felt so good between our warm thighs.

"I love you," he grunted in my ear, making heat blaze down the back of my neck. "I love you…"

My orgasm snuck up on me with the stealth of Emmett. I felt every tingle and every shock on my way there, and when that warmth rushed over me and my body shook I was only surprised that it lasted so long.

The pleasure stretched out for a near-minute, before I realised Peter was rubbing my clit with furious fingers under the water. I came again within seconds.

Peter followed me with a strained growl, and I felt his cum rush inside me. I liked that feeling, of being full of warmth and him.

He kissed my shoulder blade and rested his forehead against it…before I felt his cock twitch within me. I moaned at the sensation, the very tip of him touching something that sent sparks racing up my back.

"You like havin' my cum inside you?" Peter asked huskily, before his palm locked down on my clit. "You like havin' it in your sweet, tight, little pussy?"

I moaned and bucked. "Yes! Fuck, yes!"

We weren't getting out of there anytime soon.

I fell against him on the sofa, my arms winding around his neck and my forehead meeting his. We were both gasping for unneeded breath, Peter's warmth soothing the aftershocks of my orgasm.

We'd made it back to the cabin from the well with only two detours for some "forest fun," as Peter had dubbed it, but as soon as we had passed the threshold and spied the sofa we knew it had needed christening, breakages be damned.

Peter liked being able to touch me so easily and watch himself disappear inside of me. I liked the angle and the spot Peter hit inside of me. The sofa quickly became a favourite.

Peter blew a short breath against my ear, bringing me out of my thoughts. "What are you thinkin' so hard on?"

"Nothing." I smiled. "I just like where we are."

Peter looked up at me cautiously, and I 'felt' his question before he asked it.

I put a finger to his parted lips and stopped him. "Peter, I knew all along that you were worried about the reasoning behind why I chose to be with you. The truth is…it feels right. I don't care that we're mates, if that's even what gives us these feelings. Being with you is comfortable, like it's supposed to happen. You're it. I think I would have chosen you whether we were mates or not. You're just…fun."

He gaped at me, his sole insecurity finally answered.

I pecked him on the lips. "Can we go again? I like it this way."

His answering smile was wicked.

While writing this, I listened to…

The Lemon Song by Led Zeppelin

Felt Tip by Love is All

Agoraphobia by Deerhunter

All My Own Stunts and Brick By Brick by The Arctic Monkeys

Bella Donna by The Avett Brothers

Feeling Good by Nina Simone

Love Song by Sara Bareilles

She Wants to Move by NERD

Smoke by 100 Monkeys

Run On by Tom Jones

Pot Kettle Black by Tilly and the Wall

Cheap and Cheerful by The Kills

My Ugly Boy by Skunk Anansie

Author's note: One more chapter left, and then 'The Heavy Weight of Stone' will be posted. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed and read this story – this would be nothing without you (: Peace!