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Edited by CajunMomma

With a lighter heart and even more thoughts on my mind, I followed Edward out of the dining room. The family splintered off into groups, our parents naturally retiring to spend time together. Whereas my brothers were making bets on a Guitar Hero marathon; apparently no one could solo a guitar like Jasper and Emmett felt he could change those odds. Rose used the opportunity to escape to her garage. This left…

"Please can I have her, Edward? You can go do guy things, but I miss my best friend."

Alice pulled out her infamous pout and Edward melted. He tried to pretend he had something to be doing, but he relinquished his hold on me the second her lip jutted out. I used my herculean will not to laugh at him. He turned to see my struggle and laughed outright at me. I opened my mouth to snark off at him and he used the opportunity to dip me for a kiss.

I placed my hands in his hair, pulling it naturally, and pulled him deeper into the kiss. He moaned in my mouth and I ate it with pleasure. I loved to make him react to me; he kept his actions controlled, to make him act outside of those boundaries pleased me greatly. It was just a little reassurance that he wanted me as I wanted him. His arms wrapped around me pulling me tighter into his body and I felt how happy he was to be there. It would be a crime not to react to him; therefore, I was forced to wiggle in his grasp. He growled at me and my body spilled for him.

"Oh do that later, I want her now."

"Can we watch?"

Emmett and Jasper were standing inside the living room, grinning broadly at us. Edward pulled away reluctantly and glared at his brothers.

"I don't share, ever."

The boys grumbled but turned back to their game. Alice and I rolled our eyes at them. Edward kissed my forehead before he left to hunt. I licked my lips as I watched the view.

"Are you coming Bella?"

Alice was standing on the stairs waiting for me. I had moved into the living room for a better view of my love. He turned back to me, from where he was, with a delicious grin on his face and blew a kiss toward me. I mimicked catching it and sighed when he disappeared into the trees.

"Sometimes you guys are disgusting."

"Shut up Jasper, it's cute. He was all proud because she was checking him out."

"Thanks Alice, but it's okay, I don't need you to defend me. Sometimes we are sickening but I don't care."

"That's because she can't keep her succubus hands to herself."

"Shut up Emmett."

We all spoke at once, causing us all to laugh. Alice ran up to me and grabbed my hand.

"Come on let's go do sister things."

"I thought you did girly things Alice?"

"Well Emmett she's my sister now, I can do sister things instead."

I rolled my eyes at her but followed the bouncing sprite to her room.

"What do you want to do first, sister of mine, we have clothes, nails, hair…? The options are wide open."

"This is your show Alice, whatever you want."

She grinned widely at me and I knew I was in trouble.

"I shouldn't have said that."

She agreed with me but disappeared into her closet. I was surprised to see an unusual amount of accessories in the pile. There were boas and beads instead of the typical Prada purse or diamond necklace.

"Alice what is all this for?"

"I figured since we're stuck at the house and nothing is going on, we could have our own party. I'll let you pick the theme but we have tons to choose from."

"Where did you get all this stuff?"

"Please Bella, I'm Alice."

"Right, I shouldn't have asked that. What do you mean by theme Alice? Like clowns or something?"

"No Bella, this is a reason to dress up for our husbands and make it innocent. They'll have no idea that we're really just getting all dolled up for them. So you see, you have to make it something sexy."

"Like nurses."

"That's brilliant, but that's Esme's thing, with dad being a doctor and all."

"Right then, any suggestions?"

"What would you want to dress up as for Edward? I have police uniforms, cheerleader, cowgirl; I even have saris if you want more exotic."

"How would wearing a sari and covering most of my body be sexy?"

"Oh Bella, you have so much to learn. We'll do that, plus we can have fun with the henna."

"Isn't that the ink that doesn't wash off for days?"

"Yes, they use henna for weddings or other major events. But we're going to blaspheme and use it to be a sexy surprise for our husbands."

I was still skeptical but I accepted that Alice knew her fashion; I figured bedroom fashions were still within her range.

"How can you still doubt me after all this time?"

"I'm sorry Alice; I just don't know where this is going. I find it hard to believe that this is dressing sexy."

"You more than any of us should get it Bella. It's sexy by only showing a little skin, it's the idea of what you're hiding that will drive Edward insane. You've always been good at showing nothing but making it sexy."

I would've blushed if I were able; instead I ducked my head, aware now of my nose scrunching, to hide it.

"I should've said I don't know how I will make this sexy."

Alice threw a stack of beads at me.

"How can you still doubt yourself? You're breathtaking, my husband even checked you out. You're just as beautiful and amazing as you were but now it's so much so that it's hard not to look. You call people to you Bella, you just radiate warmth."

"But I'm cold."

"Bella pay attention! You're beautiful, a seductress, and tonight you will seduce your husband, got it?"

"Sir, yes, sir!"

She threw a bundle of clothes at me.

"Stop that!"

Alice pounced on top of me and we rolled around wrestling for the top.

"Hot Damn, Jasper you were right."

"EMMETT!"

Alice and I jumped apart both yelling at Emmett for barging in. What if we had been changing or worse yet, changed? He might have caught our whole scheme and that wasn't his right.

"Jasper Whitlock Cullen!"

Alice bellowed out of her tiny frame, Jasper entered the room with his head down.

"Did you, or did you not, monitor our emotions and then send Emmett in here under false pretenses?"

"I did."

I stuffed my fist in my mouth to keep from laughing, Jasper, the mighty, sounded meek when he answered his wife. Strangled laughs escaped my mouth and Jasper looked up to glare at me.

"Don't you dare look at her like this is her fault. Both of you boys are going to hunt with Edward."

"But Alice I'm not your husband you can't order me about."

"Really Emmett? Would you like me to tell Rose about this? I wonder what she would think of you barging into your sister's room, I wonder what you were expecting to find?"

Emmett's eyes opened wide, he took a moment to process his options before he saluted Alice and ran out of the room. Alice turned her stare on to Jasper and he left without another word.

"This is great, now he'll think I'm mad at him and he'll never expect his surprise. You had the best idea ever Bella, the boys won't know what hit them."

"What idea?"

"You're going to tell me to play with the henna, it's such a good idea, and I don't know why I didn't think of it."

"But I haven't decided yet."

"You decided on the course of actions that will lead you down the path to telling me to put the henna on differently. Unless you change your mind about the theme, everything is practically set in stone."

"What did I decide?"

"Put on the Sari first, perhaps that will inspire you."

She ran into her closet and came back with a sari, blouse, and skirt. The entire set was exotic; it was a rich black, something I wouldn't normally wear so much of. I fingered the silky material and was excited for this. I secretly feared that the ardeur would make our sex life stale. That never being able to control it would equal the same thing every time. So far my fears were baseless, but I feared them nevertheless. I took the fabric and moved to change in the bathroom.

"Take a luxurious bath Bella, then you can put on the clothes."

I went to argue but gave in, what could it hurt to luxuriate? I turned the knobs, careful of the pressure I exuded on them, and stripped while I flooded the tub. I added salts and bubble bath once it was halfway full. I brushed my hair while I waited, idling my fingers through the bubbles. I turned off the knob and climbed in.

I may be a vampire, immune to many pains, but I could still feel comfort. I wasn't hurt by the intense heat of the water, but I could still feel it. I relaxed into the water, melting, as if I too were just another bubble ready to pop.

It seemed like hours passed as I laid there. I could feel the tingle of salt on my body, could hear the crack of the salt splitting and opening to more water. I could hear Alice's feet pattering around her room, obviously preparing for Jasper. I allowed my thoughts to focus on Edward. What could I do to prepare myself for him, to try and make the ardeur new and exciting all the time?

When the thought hit me I jumped to a stand in the tub. It was a reflexive action, the desire to tell someone my glorious idea. I grabbed a towel and ran to my sister.

"I got it!"

"It's a wonderful idea and it's going to drive Edward wild. I'll help you mix things up."

I sighed with relief. It felt like a great unknown weight had lifted from my shoulders. I could not bear to lose Edward for any reason. The desire to please him was much greater than my desire to be pleased by him. I knew just what to do to keep things interesting.

"You know you don't have to do anything to keep him interested, right Bella?"

I ducked my head. It wasn't that I thought Edward was bored, or that he didn't want me. It was more that I was concerned that too much of the same would lead him to tire of me.

"I just think that if we always do the same things, he'll get tired of it, or me. I'm not sure what I'm doing, I just do what feels good. Sometimes he reacts and other times he doesn't."

"Oh Bella, I forget that you're so new to this. It's so nice to have you on the other side, to be able to talk to you about this. You know you can come to me with your questions, I'll help anyway I can."

I ran up to hug her.

"Please get dressed before another male walks in and we never live this moment down."

I laughed with her but dressed as ordered. I ran my fingers over the fabric as I added every piece. It was luxurious. I never understood the desire of them, but I was starting to see the beauty in it. When I was fully dressed I waited for Alice. I used the free time to think of future surprises for Edward. It seemed I would have a great many surprises in store for him

Alice had decluttered her room, using curtains and silk fabrics to drape over every portion of her room. Altogether the room looked like an exotic retreat; I was envious of her skill. I walked around her room idling my fingers over the clothes. Alice didn't bathe as I had, she took a quick shower. I am beginning to think that little Mrs. Future is impatient. She dressed in a sari similar to mine but much more colorful. Beautiful flowers exploded with color; drawing the eye to the places they marked her. It wasn't a conventional form of beauty or sexuality, but looking at Alice I understood what she meant.

Her sari drew my eyes to trace her curves by the flowers not lining them. The flowers were in places like her shoulder or hip, and I imagined Jasper would be just as intrigued by those locations as he would be by her breasts. I shook my head to clear my thoughts, the boys would freak out if they knew what I was thinking.

"Don't worry Bella; I think you're hot too."

We burst into laughter together. Alice bounced over to me to fix my hair. She left it down in long ringlets, which I felt would drive Edward crazy. She adorned my neck and ears with jewelry, added bangles to my arm and moved back to look.

"We just need the henna."

I looked down at myself startled by the transformation. I jiggled my wrists and listened to the clang of the bracelets. I looked up to see her smiling widely.

"He's going to love the sound those make when you're intimate."

My gut reaction was to stop that train of thought but instead, my traitorous mouth ousted my thoughts.

"Really?"

Alice smiled wider still.

"If it rings in the air just from you moving your arm, imagine the ringing it will make as you bond."

I smiled in return.

"Have I told you lately that I love the way you think?"

She ran to the bathroom to get the henna and laid a carpet over the floor to protect it from the dye.

"Where do you want this put Bella?"

My eyes raked over her form and I knew before I could voice it exactly where I wanted the henna.

"I want one of my shoulders, under the opposite breast, my hip, and the inside of my thighs."

"Making a trail for him?"

I giggled nervously as I waited for her to mark me. She deliberated for a while before she decided to go traditional.

"I think if I make the design too intricate, Edward would want to explore the design, not the trail. I'm going to keep them simple so that the focus is on where you're marked."

I nodded in agreement.

It was easy to move the sari to be marked, but I found myself blushing internally when I had to spread my thighs.

"Relax Bella, you're gorgeous and all but I'm not going to have my wicked way with you just because your legs are spread."

"I know that, it's just that hardly anyone has been in that position and I'm still getting use to it, I guess."

"This may sound strange, but think of Edward instead. Don't go so overboard that you're ready to have at him, just think pleasantly dirty thoughts that will take you away from your discomfort."

I shifted, scooting around because I didn't know what else to do. Alice threatened to smack me if I moved again so I stayed as still as stone. I tried to focus on Edward, on his beautiful features, the lines of his abdomen, the thickness of his penis. I went rapidly from uncomfortable to prepared for him. If only he were the one between my legs.

The soft brush of the henna being applied to my skin reminded me of the cool of his tongue. I flamed for him, needed to have him inside me. With the next brush against my skin, my hips jutted out reflexively to greet it.

"Okay, let's try a different tactic, before Edward kills me. Are you excited to show him all this?"

"Yes, this was certainly what I was going for in unexpected. I like that it's the first surprise and he can unwrap me in layers. That there are little surprises for his eyes to find."

My breath fanned out in a sigh. I was sincerely looking forward to his reaction.

"Do you think it will be easier on you because you both hunted today?"

"I certainly hope so. I hate not being able to control myself. Sometimes I want more, but the need to finish overcomes everything else. I just don't want it to always be the same way. I don't want Edward to tire of me, or to feel obligated to have sex with me."

"What are you talking about, obligated? Please, a man does not do something that many times out of obligation. Have you heard the way he screams your name. He was a saint before you came here, hardly even touched himself, let alone anyone else. You think he touches you out of obligation?"

I heard the anger in her tone, I didn't want to upset her, but I couldn't help my fears. Unlike other wives, my husband was required to sleep with me. It wasn't a case of desire but need. Though some could say it was similar, the obligation could bread contempt, or was that familiarity?

"Please don't be mad at me Alice. I want to be everything to him, for him. I hate that I am taking more than I am giving him. If I could control the ardeur, I would spend hours just pleasing him. But I don't have that luxury and it seems that I rarely get to touch him. Yes we have sex but it's a race to the end, the ardeur always wins. I want it to be about us, not about the ardeur."

"Bella I'm not mad at you. I'm frustrated that you still don't see yourself clearly. I'm frustrated that I can't do more for you in this. I'm sorry that I can't. I can tell you that Edward will never tire of you, even if you do things the same way every day, you're still more of a surprise than anyone else alive. He doesn't know what you will do or say until you do it. He loves you so completely; you don't have to fear him leaving anymore. We have all learned that lesson."

"I just want it to be us, that's all."

"Have you ever wondered if maybe this was meant to happen? Maybe you and Edward needed this to progress, or maybe you needed to understand that you have sex appeal."

"You're saying the universe wanted me to know I'm sexy?"

We both broke into hysterical laughter.

"Seriously Bella, you just needed to know how wonderful you are."

I hid my face, hoping to hide the signs of embarrassment.

"Be careful moving it takes hours for this stuff to set. I cheated and went with a quick dry ink but it'll still take a couple of hours."

"You mean I have to lay here with my legs spread?"

I was mortified, waiting for her answer.

"Well, yes actually. I'm going to go prep your room, similar to mine, and then you can put the henna on me."

What else could I do? I nodded, still showing the world my panties. Fortunately, I didn't have to take them off to do my thighs. The edge of the henna design was just centimeters from my underwear. I smiled to myself thinking how Edward would respond. It seemed like I stayed that way for eternity, waiting for Alice to come back. I heard a knock on the door and immediately wanted to close my legs.

"Who is it?"

"Rose, can I come in?"

I wanted to say no, tell her to go away. But I knew Rose well enough to know that would offend her and we'd be fighting for weeks. With a great big sigh I allowed her entrance.

"Come in Rose."

I closed my eyes, preparing for the humiliation as I listened intently to the sound of the door opening.

"Oh my, I didn't need you to be that inviting Bella."

I bit my tongue to stop my retort. It was hard not to ask what she wanted. An awkward silence remained, partly because I refused to be baited, and secondly because I had yet to close my legs.

"Is that ink on your thighs?"

"Yes Rose, its henna. I'm currently letting it dry."

"Oh, I see that. Why do you have henna on you?"

"It's a surprise for Edward. Alice and I were bored and we wanted to do something nice for our husbands."

"No one offered to have me join you, what about my husband?"

I bit my lip harder.

"It was sort of a bonding thing between us, Alice and I haven't really spent a lot of time together recently."

"Well, if I'm not invited that's fine, but I'm your sister too. Next time you can think of all your sisters before you talk about bonding."

Rose stormed out of the room, passing an apologetic Alice on her way out.

"Don't even start Alice."

Alice had been about to apologize but was shut off before she got the opportunity. Rose left quickly, leaving an upset Alice in her wake.

"I just really missed you and I always had to fight her to get her to help with the makeovers before. I thought I'd let her work on her cars instead."

Alice's shoulders slumped, I wanted to get up and hug her but instead I continued flashing her.

"We'll make it up to her Alice, I promise."

She thought for a second before smiling beautifully at me.

"Try touching the ink, if it rubs off stay where you are."

I did as I was told, the ink smudging slightly on my finger, I groaned in annoyance.

"It's almost dry; it's six hours if you use the traditional stuff."

"What do the women do for six hours?"

"Bells, they put it on their hands and feet and only use it for things like weddings."

"Oh, well then..."

I would've been blushing had I the blood to pump to my cheeks. Instead I looked down getting an eyeful of my legs.

"Do you think you can draw on me from your position?"

"Help me sit up; I'll just sit with my legs open."

"Good that way I can be dry in time."

Alice gripped my hands and helped me move to a sitting position. She sat in front of me, undoing her button and flashing her breasts.

"Alice where did you want me to do this? And what design did you want?"

"You're only going to do my breasts, I want flowers, cover them completely."

"Won't that defeat the purpose to hide them behind henna?"

"I want to drive Jasper crazy, not being able to see my flesh will do that."

"You're bad Alice."

She smiled widely at me and sat so that I could draw on her. At first I was embarrassed to draw on her chest. After each pass of the ink across her skin, I became less uncomfortable. Perhaps it was because I was covering her and that eased my discomfort.

"Edward is coming home in an hour. He's fed up with the boys."

I unconsciously spread my legs further apart as I imagined him finding all his surprises.

"He's going to love it Bella."

I smiled, still a little unsure and finished the design on her chest. You could tell by the shape that her breasts were underneath, but almost every inch of her flesh was covered in ink. I agreed that this was going to drive Jasper wild.

"When will Jasper and Emmett be home?"

"They'll be out for most of the night, they started another competition. They won't be home until Emmett is satisfied. Plus, Jasper thinks I'm mad at him."

I laughed with her. Alice moved to lie on her back as she waited for her henna to dry.

"You can move your legs now, Bella. Edward will be home soon, why don't you go check out the room and finish getting it ready."

"Thank you Alice, for everything. I'd hug you but I don't want to ruin your henna."

"I'm here whenever you need me Bella, have fun with Edward."

I stood, readjusting my clothing so that it covered most of my flesh and rushed to my room. I took in a deep breath before I opened the door. The room took my breath away. The windows were open, causing a breeze to move through the room. The rich silks draped around the room swayed making the room feel more exotic.

I sat on the bed, anticipating Edward's return. I readjusted my sari multiple times, my nerves causing me to fidget. I heard the downstairs open and I drew in a deep breath.

"Bella?"

Edward called from the downstairs, his voice echoing into my core. I stood and walked to the door, hoping to surprise him all at once. I heard his feet on the stairs and felt myself spilling. My anticipation was ripening my body. My thoughts circled what I planned to do to him. He was just outside the door when I opened it.

Edward stood shell shocked just within the doorway. His hand was resting on the knob as he grappled with confusion. He looked me over, his eyes darkening with lust. He glanced up quickly, took in the room within seconds, and returned his eyes to me. His gaze was burning through me, causing venom to spread throughout my body. I moved forward and brushed my body gently against his.

"I wanted to surprise you."

"You were certainly successful. May I ask what inspired this?"

"Alice and I were bored and I didn't understand how a sari could be sexy. What do you think?"

Edward took in a big gulp of air as his eyes took in my form again.

"I think anything on you is sexy, but I must say that I am a fan of this as well."

"And what will you think of this when it's off me?"

I smiled coyly spinning slowly so that he could see me from every angle. His hands reached out to touch me and I stepped away.

"Now be patient, I spent a lot of time preparing for you."

"Bella you don't have to prepare anything for me, just being near you is enough."

I stepped back within his reach. I moved my hands to hold his face and trapped his gaze with my own.

"I needed you to know how much you mean to me, how much I desire you. But I wanted to thank you for the way that you have cared for me. I know that the ardeur has drained you and I wanted to at least plan for the next time. I even have more surprises for you to find when we are overwhelmed by the ardeur."

Edward stepped forward, closing the distance between us, and smashing my breasts against his chest. He dipped me back and captured my lips with his. The kiss was searing, sending flames of desire through my bones. I moaned into the kiss and he smiled against my lips. He released my lips to kiss my neck and I took the chance to speak.

"I don't know how long I'll stay lucid but I want to touch you first."

"Why Bella? I need to touch you, to taste every inch of your skin."

"I feel like we have been tailoring to my needs and truly I miss the taste of you."

Edward moaned, his lips pressed into my neck. He turned his head to move and found his first surprise.

"What's this?"

His fingers danced lightly over the henna design and goose bumps erupted over my skin.

"Surprise."

Edward looked up at me from under his eyelashes.

"What other surprises might I find?"

"Don't try and dazzle me Edward, you'll find them on your own. You're not the only one that can give surprises."

He grinned crookedly at me before he placed his lips over the henna on my shoulder. He ran his fingers over my other shoulder, where my sari was tied. His lips danced over my skin and he blew his breath across it. I trembled with my need to get closer to him, to have his body on mine, his mouth on my skin. He continued to toy with me, alternating between kisses and cool breaths to tempt me into telling my secrets.

"Edward."

I had meant to scold him but his name was a deep moan. He hardened against me upon hearing his name and I found that I didn't want to scold him after all.

"Yes?"

"Oh Edward." I took a deep breath. "You could focus on finding your surprises instead of trying to get me to tell you."

He smiled my favorite smile and smothered my breast with his lips. I rocked my body into his. I suddenly felt overwhelmed with clothes, I needed out of all these layers. I worked at the tie at my shoulder and Edward captured my hands before I could undo it.

"I believe it is my right to undress you."

"Yes, but I believe that your way of undressing me is hard on my wardrobe."

"I'll be gentle, let me worship you as long as I can. I have been an animal lately, devouring you. You are an angel Bella, completely divine, and you should be worshiped."

"I enjoy being devoured by you. I have been doing my own devouring as well."

He captured my lips; this kiss was lingering and sweet. He was slowing us down, teasing me, but if it pleased him I could handle it.

"But I want to worship you Edward."

I was whining but I truly missed the taste of him. I missed the taste of his skin. I missed the texture of his penis in my mouth, or the sweetness of his thighs. I even missed the taste of his venom spurting out of him. I should be embarrassed by my desires, but marriage was teaching me that it was all right to have such desires.

Edward moved us backwards, heading towards the bed. The room swayed to its own pulse and I imagined it would match the pulse of our thrusts. My breath came out in deep pants, the anticipation tensing my muscles and winding me tightly. Just one touch and I might spring undone. My lover placed me on the bed gently. I moaned my protest but his fingers covered my lips, silencing me.

"I may not have all night but I have this moment. I'm going to worship you for as long as I can. When the ardeur takes us over we cannot control ourselves, let me have this now. I feel as if I have been a common knave, taking you as roughly and as quickly as I could. I need you to know how much I love you, desire you, and worship you."

I wanted to win this, to have my time to do with him as I wished, but I understood what he wanted. I had done this because of my fears of how I had been treating him. My fears of what the ardeur would do to us. That he had his own fears was not very surprising but I had neglected to consider that he would have them. I hadn't prepared for this but I could give him what he needed to reassure himself, to help us.

"Whatever you desire Edward. But please understand that I have loved every intimate moment with you. I want you to possess me and take me as you please. I am yours to command."

"Bella you are more than just my sex slave, you are my everything. I should treat you as such."

"Edward stop it. You're beating yourself up for giving me what I asked for, what I needed. There are many ways to make love to me and you have my permission to do them all."

He hovered above me, caught in the limbo of standing and laying. He froze with my comment, the thoughts on his mind racing past his eyes. He leaned down, pressing his full weight against my body. He kissed up my neck before speaking into my ear.

"And if I told you what a knave I truly am, that I desired to take you in every corner of this room? That I want to make you scream my name, that I enjoy the others knowing what we're doing? Would you still want me then Bella?"

His breath was coming fast against me but I found myself breathing just as irregularly.

"Yes, in fact I'd want you more. Every touch makes me crave more; I could never have enough of you. I don't always want romance, or slow. Sometimes I want you to just bend me over and have me. Does that make me less of a woman? I'm not supposed to want it this much, or in those ways, but I do Edward."

He ran his hands over my breasts, gently. I pushed my body upwards, smashing my breasts into his palms. He nipped my neck with his teeth, not hard enough to pierce but enough to warn.

"You really like it rough?"

"Yes, how many times do I have to answer that?"

"Good."

He bit down on my neck and I moaned loudly. I could feel the vibration of it shaking my chest. He picked me up from the bed and carried me over one corner of the room.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to take you in every corner of this room, you gave me permission."

I shook and trembled with the ardeur. I could feel the need growing in me. I wanted to hold it back for as long as I could. I wanted to remember his reaction to my surprises. Edward untied my sari, dropping it so that it pooled at his feet. He held me in his arms, forcing my legs to wrap around him so that I was straddling him.

His gaze caught the trail and he smiled predatorily. His tongue traced the henna with expert finesse. He ran his hands over my curves, finding them hidden under my blouse and skirt. I liked the feel of the silk sliding over my skin and the mix of his mouth's ministrations and the fabric's softness kept me rather vocal.

I held onto him tightly, my hands clenched around his neck in a vice grip. I was focusing entirely on staying lucid, staying with Edward. If he didn't move faster I was going to lose myself. I attempted to tell him to move on but only a series of moans escaped my mouth. I took in deep pants of air to calm myself even as my core spilled for him.

"Edward please hurry, I can only hold it back for so long."

He moved as if to argue but conceded to my point. He removed my blouse quickly, but without tearing it. He removed my skirt just as quickly. I knew he was using vampire speed and I was once again grateful for my change. That I was his equal, which meant I could share in everything he did.

He slipped from his clothes with his usual grace and speed. I stood, waiting for his body to fill mine. My nakedness allowed him a clear view of the trail marked for him. His eyes roamed from my neck, down my breasts, to the swell of my hips, when he saw my thighs he moaned.

"You are going to be the death of me."

"Do you not like it?"

"Bella, how could I not like it? Spread your legs for me, I want to see it clearly."

I smiled at him as I spread my legs. I leaned back into the wall to brace myself for my new position, the wall allowed me to spread my legs further. He dropped to his knees in front of me and looked up at my body from where he kneeled.

"You are incredible."

I should have been embarrassed, blushing internally, trying to hide my body. But the more that Edward saw, the more of me he touched, the less I felt the need to hide. I felt emboldened by his gaze. I didn't just want him to touch me but to see me. I liked the feel of his gaze across my naked flesh.

I smiled at him, telling him clearly to have at it. He took another long look before his lips covered the henna across my thighs. I moaned the instant he touched me. I fought gallantly to remain in control, but the second his tongue touched my center I was done for.

The ardeur overtook me easily. I felt the swell of need, dropping me to my knees, before Edward caught me. He kneeled below me and his hands supported my body weight. He had caught me so that I was still upright but kneeling downwards. I understood now that the ardeur would pass to him just as quickly but the only change in him was how quickly he was licking up my juices.

The ardeur is like instant foreplay, preparing me for the sex that it needs in order to feed. Instead of having to prepare me Edward now had me dripping and ready. He had yet to move from his position, his fingers now joined with his lips. I rocked my hips against him, simulating the sex that I now needed.

I was pleading, a steam of moans and begging escaping my lips. He only worked me harder. He had moved my knees to his shoulders so that he could finger me, as well as roam my curves. One of his hands cupped my ass, while the other was searching deep inside of me to find my spot. I groaned in annoyance and he bit my clit.

I exploded around him, unaware of whether I was still upright. It wasn't as intense as a normal orgasm with the ardeur but still much grander than an orgasm without the ardeur. Before I came completely back to my limbs he was pushing inside of me. I loved the feel of expanding for him. I loved the connection, this was home.

He pushed me back into the wall, thrusting into me with great speed. He was more determined than usual and I thought that he might be trying to fight the ardeur. I had no such control. I gave in to the ardeur allowing it to motivate my actions. I found myself pulling his hair and kneading his skin. He moaned with every tug or pinch. He brought me close to the edge and stopped abruptly.

"What?"

My voice was loud and angered, but I wasn't exactly myself.

"That was only one corner."

It took me a minute to think what that meant.

"What?"

"I have to take you in all the corners."

I wondered how he knew that, how he could remember that, or control himself enough to do it. He moved me to another corner and slammed into me with more force. I imagined if we continued in this fashion I wouldn't make it to the fourth corner.

My breasts bounced between us, with his every thrust. He alternated between biting at my chest and licking at my neck. I purred with every lick and moaned with every bite. I wanted more, always more; the harder he pushed me the more I enjoyed it. He gripped my ass and used his hold on me to have me ride him. The angle was magnificent and I moaned my approval to him.

With my every thrust I moved faster, needing to get to the end. I rode him so quickly that we feel backwards due to the force. When his back hit the floor it forced him deeper into me. I was sure that it would have made a lot of noise but my moans overshadowed any clash. I was close to another orgasm before he spun us so that he was on top.

He pulled out and I growled. I sounded every bit the predator I now was. He had taken away what I needed most and he would pay for that. I scratched his chest, my nails marking a trail down his torso. He growled back and bit the crevice between my neck and shoulder. My body stilled, giving him full permission to continue.

He walked away from me, to another blasted corner. I scowled; my anger rumbling through my body. He motioned for me to come to him. I struggled to stand, but my focus was on him. I found myself crawling to him. I moved on all fours to get to him, with each crawl his eyes grew darker and his breaths more obvious. When I got within reach of his hands he moved behind me and thrust in.

I wanted control but his hold on me was absolute. I struggled to think of revenge but the feel of his cock rubbing everywhere inside of me made it impossible to think. The ardeur clouded my thoughts, only my need for more, for Edward, made it through. It was like a dark cloud of lust.

He pulled out to push back in and I crawled away. It wasn't that I didn't want it, but I didn't want to be stopped again. My brain had realized that the last corner meant I could finish, therefore getting to that corner became a priority. I crawled to that last corner like a dying woman. I needed to orgasm and I needed it soon.

I laid down the second I made it there, grateful to be nearer to the edge. Edward was on me within seconds. He turned me over so that I was on my back and entered me in one motion. He folded my legs Indian style in front of his chest. With every thrust my legs pushed against his chest, but the elevation of my legs changed the angle of penetration. I liked this position and hoped that I would remember that after this.

He pounded into my flesh with force and I met every thrust with my own. My frustration was such that I was near violence with need. He leaned down and bit my nipple and I finally exploded. I soared with my orgasms, knowing that I would have many, and riding each one to its end. Knowing that Edward was along for the journey helped me focus on his continued thrusts, on his spilling venom.

We came back as one. I opened my eyes to find them trapped in his gaze. His eyes were still dark with desire and my nipples tightened once more.

"You weren't lying; you would really let me have you however I wanted?"

"I cannot think of a way that you would want me that I would say no to, so yes."

He captured me in another soul searing kiss. It took me several minutes to recover from it and breathe regularly again.

"Why did you make me wait to do all the corners?"

"I think it was what I was thinking when the ardeur hit me. All I could think was that I had to have you in every corner. No other thoughts were clear."

I nodded, understanding what he meant.

He removed himself from me, yet stayed where he was. He used his hands to spread my legs further.

"I hate to see your flesh covered, yet I really love this."

His fingers traced the designs on my thigh and I sighed. I moved my hands to trace the nail marks on his chest and my bracelets clanged. He looked up to me and smiled.

"I didn't understand why I kept hearing that sound. My thoughts were a haze of desire. We'll certainly have to try that again, when other surprises aren't vying for my attention."

I was disappointed that he hadn't enjoyed my bracelets, but agreed to try again. Next time I had a better plan for getting his attention, one he couldn't ignore. He leaned down and kissed my thighs softly, his lips lingering on my skin.

"I hate to ask this, but please cover up before I take you again."

"Do you think it would hurt us to go again?"

"We probably should abstain, we just fed the ardeur, however we cannot have sex without it rising. We would likely tire ourselves and end up in trouble. Please cover yourself before all my self control leaves."

I stood reluctantly, wishing, not for the first time, that I had control over the ardeur. I wanted to do so many things to him that my thoughts swirled around the possibilities. I looked forward to the day when I could make love to him because I wanted to, not just because I needed it. Although it would never be a chore, I wanted him to know just how much I wanted him. I would take him over and over, until days faded away and his only memories were of my naked body over his.