I turned the water on and let it run for a minute before stripping out of my robe and slipping into the shower. I was assaulted with the smell of something cinnamon and realized that Edward's coffee cake was almost done. I chuckled to myself as I stepped under the water.

A vampire who bakes. Get a load of that! I closed my eyes and let the hot water run down my body. I smoothed my hair back and reached for my shampoo. The smell of strawberries wafted out as I started lathering and massaging my scalp. It felt so good that I let out a soft moan. My mind started to wander.

I thought back to last night and the conversation with Alice on the phone. Since the Cullens were now back in my life Alice has made a point of staying in regular contact. She wants to know everything that goes on in my life. And I mean everything. She wanted to know about the men of my past, how Edward was at kissing and what type of music I like. Totally random stuff. We were reconnecting and it felt great! Even Rosalie has changed. She sent me a text a few days ago telling me to not sell myself short. She said that although I don't see it, I really am beautiful and have a man who adores me. Rosalie! I guess a cat can change its stripes.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I jumped a mile when I felt a cool hand on my shoulder. I yelped and opened my eyes. Edward had joined me. All I could do was stare at his gorgeous body as it got wet. His out-of-control hair was being matted down and making a cute frame around his face.

"You okay?" he asked. I nodded.

"Yes, sorry. I was just lost in my thoughts." I made a point of looking him up and down. He smiled. "Edward, you look amazing wet."

He reached out and stroked my cheek. "So do you." He leaned over and kissed me softly. When he pulled back, he picked up the soap. "I didn't mean to interrupt."

"The hell you didn't," I said with a smile. I took the soap from him and started washing my neck and down my body. "What made you decide to join me?"

He shrugged, his eyes fixated on my chest. "I've wanted to for awhile, but I didn't know how you would feel about it." I turned around and let the water hit me.

"And now?"

He pressed up against me. His cool lips started kissing across my shoulder. "Now I'm glad I waited." I closed my eyes and shuddered at the feel of his cool lips and the hot water. He placed a hand on my hip.

"Do you want me to stop?" he whispered in my ear. I shook my head no slowly. He chuckled and kissed my temple.

I had an idea. I turned around to face him and pushed him back a bit. He looked at me quizzically. I thought back to Rosalie's words "I'm sure he would be pleased if you attacked him." I placed a hand on his chest to steady myself and lowered onto my knees, keeping eye contact with him.

His golden eyes grew wide when he realized what I was about to do. I gently wrapped my hand around his manhood and started stroking slowly, never leaving his eyes. I wanted to make sure he was okay with this. I could hear his breathing change and he closed his eyes.

Since he was receptive, I placed him in my mouth and heard him hiss. He placed his hand on my head gently and started stroking my wet hair as I started sucking. The water created a nice lubricant and my mouth moved back and forth smoothly. I very gently closed my teeth around him and he growled.

"Bella," he said hoarsely. "You have no idea what you do to me." I increased my movements and he increased his noises. I felt the spray of the water fall on my head and felt it run down my breasts and back, but all I could care about was the gorgeous man in front of me. I wrapped my arms around his waist and gently massaged his buttocks.

He placed his other hand on the wall to steady himself and continued stroking my hair. I heard his breathing grow ragged and his stone body was starting to shake. He was moaning and groaning, gently thrusting his hips towards me and matching my movements.

I removed one hand from behind him and wrapped it around his shaft, my mouth never faltering. I gripped tightly and increased my speed. His grip on my head tightened slightly. I suddenly remembered Alice's words "just be sure to say something." Well, he wasn't hurting me at all. The grip on my head felt the same as when a guy like Jacob was starting to come undone. I was annoyed that Alice's words came back to me now. the last thing I wanted was to be reminded of that conversation when there are more important things to do…like give Edward the best oral sex he's ever had.

He tensed up for a moment and let out a snarl as his orgasm hit, throwing his head back. I tasted the honey and cream and lapped it up, not wanting the water to wash it away. I continued to stroke him a few times and watched as his body relaxed and his head slowly came forward. His hand on the wall left a slight imprint. His breathing returned to normal and he opened his eyes, looking down at me. They were black, animalistic. He was a predator and looking at me like prey.

I had to get up fast to give him room but they wouldn't move. I placed my hand on the wall to steady myself and started to rise up….

Suddenly my back was against the cool tile, Edward's body pressed against me. In a span of a second he had lifted me up and moved me. His mouth covered my left breast hungrily and his hands roamed the length of my body. One started rubbing my clit, sending sparks throughout me. His other hand lifted my hip and placed it against the wall to steady me. He pressed against me, letting me feel the hardness of his manhood, all the while his mouth never leaving my breast.

I closed my eyes and moaned at the sensation, the hot water now falling on his back. My noises spurned him on and he increased the pressure of his hand. I squirmed against him and pulled him closer. He turned his attention to my other breast, licking and sucking on it while I wound my hands in his hair. It was tangled due to the water but I managed to run my hands through it. I ground against him, wanting to feel his hardness at the point screaming for contact. He increased the pressure of his mouth on my breast in response. I need him.

"Fuck me," I said.

With a growl he lined himself up and gently pushed his way in, the water making things quite slick. He kissed me passionately, hungrily and wound an arm around my back to steady me. I wrapped my legs around him and he continued to press me against the wall, his movements fast and hard. He needed this as much as I did.

"So good," he said against my lips. I hummed in response and pulled his mouth closer to mine. He placed a hand against the wall to steady himself and continued to thrust, pulling out completely and pushing back in.

I could feel my breasts bouncing up and down due to the position we were in. I didn't care. His breathing was growing erratic and his lips never left mine. I finally pulled away for air and he kissed my collarbone. I ran a hand down his back and then gripped his buttocks again, driving him deeper. He was at my center; I could feel him rubbing my spot. I moaned loudly and felt the pressure building. He met my eyes and I could see the animal in him. The blackness of his eyes should have been frightening; but instead it spurned me on even more. I love that I am doing this to him. I love the animalistic side of him.

"I love you," he said. He kissed me forcefully. His tongue mingled with mine and I bit on his bottom lip gently. He growled and turned his head slightly, deepening it.

The electricity flowing through us lit both of us on fire. I could feel his body warming. Whether it was due to my body heat or the shower water I don't know, but he was definitely heated. I released his buttocks and gripped the shower head for support as he placed his hands on my ribcage.

"Edward," I panted. "Never stop." He pressed against me harder. "Never," he growled. The water was really making things difficult now and I was having a hard time holding on to anything.

He moved a hand to my hip to steady me as I reached my release. My legs felt like jelly and he could hear my heart beating wildly. He groaned loudly and thrusted harder than before, moving his other hand to pinch my nipple. It was what I needed. I threw my head back and cried out as my orgasm overtook me. His pace never waned and caused another one to follow immediately.

I felt his grip tighten as he tensed up during my high, his manhood twitching inside me; he was ready to explode. I gently nibbled his ear, wanting the two of us to orgasm together. He snarled loudly and slammed my head against the wall. Before I knew what was happening, I felt something sharp digging into my neck. I didn't recognize it as he was causing the pressure to build again, my third one, so I just moaned his name loudly; I know he enjoys hearing it.

Suddenly I was on my feet and he had let go of me. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at him. His eyes were still black but they were full of fear. His mouth had something red on it and he was visibly trembling.

"Edward?" I asked, reaching for him. He backed away from me. Hurt and rejection washed through me; I didn't understand what was going on.

"What…" I started to say when his cool hand covered my neck. He pulled it back and there was blood on his fingers. I gasped when I saw it and looked at him. That's what's on his mouth. He lost control and went for my neck. But he stopped. "I'm okay," I said, trying to reassure him. Really, I was.

He tore the curtain getting out of the shower. He wrapped a towel around him and looked at me. "Bella, I bit you. I almost killed you. You are not fine," he spat.

I shut the water off, now completely aware of the burning and throbbing in my neck. I reached for another towel on the rack and stepped onto the mat. I dried quickly, noticing I was alone. His towel was a lump on the floor. I sighed and walked into the bedroom.

He wasn't there. I noticed a drawer left open so I knew he had gotten dressed. I walked throughout the entire apartment and couldn't find him. I immediately started to worry.

Edward was gone.

The hammock was swaying slightly but there was no wind. He must have brushed up against it leaving. The coffee cake was cooling on the counter.

He probably is beating himself up. He'll be back soon. I returned to the bathroom to dry my hair and dress. I examined my neck and saw the blood was clotting. It would look like a cut only. I placed a gauze bandage on it and went back into the bedroom. I pulled out a pashmina to cover it with.

I heard my phone beeping sometime later and saw a missed call from Alice. I sighed and called her back. "Yes, Alice. You saw what happened. You warned me and I was too caught up in the moment. But he stopped." I sat down on the couch.

She was silent for a minute. "Yes, he did. He has more control than I thought. He did good."

"Where is he?"

"Safe. He'll be back after he finishes berating himself." I rolled my eyes. "Alice, can you please tell him that I'm okay? The blood has stopped and I don't blame him. If anything, he should be proud of himself. He regained control. He stopped. Please, I just want him back."

"It will take him awhile to get over this. Bella, I think it's best if he comes home to Forks for bit."

I froze. "What?"

She sighed. "Not permanently, just until he gets over this. I've seen what will happen if he stays there. He will see the mark he left on you and each day will be as bad as the first. He'll annoy the crap out of you with apologizing and probably won't be intimate for quite some time. You will grow to resent him and eventually find someone else to get your kicks while he wallows in self-pity. That someone else is Jacob. You revert back to your old ways and end up hurting Edward more than he's ever hurt you."

I gasped. "I could never do that to Edward." I heard her shrug over the phone. "If he stays with us we can help him. We'll show him that you're okay. You can talk to him on the phone; I'm sure he'll need to hear your voice to remain sane. It won't take as long for him to recover from his mistake; a month tops. He needs his family."

I shook my head as though she was able to see it. "I need my soul. I'm nothing without him, Alice. Nothing!" I didn't realize that I was shouting.

"Breathe, Bella," she said calmly. "He needs you too. Your 'souls' will be reunited soon. Just give him time."

I noticed the inflection she used on "souls." So much for the power I used to have. I sighed, resigned. "Okay. Just tell him I love him and to call when he gets a chance."

"He will, Bella. Everything will be okay. Trust me."

I hung up and collapsed on the couch, weeping. I don't know how much time I spent there, but it was dark before I finally moved. I changed and climbed into bed, feeling completely rejected...completely useless.

The hole in my chest has returned. Once again, I was broken.

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