Chapter Twenty Five—Leather and Blood

Edward

She drives me crazy.

The look on her face was a little taunt and desire, her teeth torturing her bottom lip. She wiggled her hips enticingly, drawing my gaze down her body. Smooth, creamy skin. Her dark hair fanned across the sheets, so beautiful. She was tiny and petite, and just fucking perfect. Damn, how did I get so lucky?

"Are you just going to stare?"

I groaned, shaking my head hard enough to make her laugh. I loved when she laughed, especially half-dressed.

I quickly unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them off her still squirming body. She was just as fast to kick off her heels. I stood back for a moment, as she lay back, clad in red leather. From her red corset to matching red panties that tied on each side. She blushed, biting a corner of her mouth.

For some reason, her arms started to rise when I realized it was to cover herself. I knew she doubted herself, especially after the incident with James. I hissed lowly, pulling her arms away from her chest. "You're absolutely beautiful, sexy, and gorgeous," I stated firmly, happy when her gaze met mine. "Never doubt that."

She nodded and wrapped her arms around my neck. It felt good to have her in my arms, to have her close. My hands roamed her silky skin left exposed, between her corset, and panties. She shivered and tiny bumps rose beneath my touch. I kissed her soft, red lips, unable to resist their temptation.

Suddenly, Bella pulled away, gasping for breath. I watched, entranced and aroused as a sexy smirk slowly formed on her lips. I cocked an eyebrow in concern, and then in question as she placed her hands on my chest and pushed me away.

"Lay down," she stated firmly.

I swallowed, unmanned and unable to deny her. I did as she asked, groaning as she straddled my waist. My hands automatically traveled to her thighs, sliding up the smooth, warm skin. A rock of her hips had me begging for more, but she hovered over me, her hair cascading around our faces. A shiver of desire swept through me as she slowly traced my lips with the tip of her tongue.

"Bella," I groaned, trying to deepen the kiss. She finally gave me what I sought, and I couldn't help but moan at the taste of her. Her hands moved higher up my chest, mine cupped her backside.

I cursed when she tore open my shirt, a moan slipped again into her hot mouth. She ground her hips against mine. I had to pull away and gasp for breath. Everything she did felt incredible. She wickedly laughed, doing it again. Her mouth nipped and sucked along my neck, taking a gentle bite of the curve before my shoulder.

"You're mine now," she whispered against my wet skin. I nodded, in complete agreement with her. My hands gripped her ass harder, my hips thrusting up. Quickly, my fingers worked the ties on her corset.

Bella swatted my hands away, sitting up and shaking her gorgeous head. A smirk played on her lips as she kissed her way down my chest and navel. She moved lower down my body, removing my shoes and socks. She was slow to return, teasing me through my jeans with her small capable hands.

"You're killing me," I hissed, as she unbuttoned my jeans. She pulled them off slowly, my erection finally free. I propped myself up and I watched her. She cocked an eyebrow, likely surprised about my lack of boxers. I shrugged and damn near came off the bed as she took me in her mouth.

I wasn't expecting her to do that. We have been having sex for months and we have explored each other's bodies in many ways, but oral sex always took me by surprise. Still propped up by my elbows, I watched the erotic scene before me. Her long, dark hair draped over my hips and abs, the softness of it making me sensitive. Her hands, silky soft, teased me further. Her teeth lightly grazed my length, making me to groan. My head fell back, my hands gripping the sheets.

Her name was a chant on my lips. My breathing was harsh, but I couldn't ask her to stop. However, she did. "Bella." I felt her lips kiss the tip of my length, and slowly continue down until she pressed one against my inner thigh.

"There's an artery right about here that blood flows quite freely," she whispered. "I would imagine a vampire would take full advantage of that."

I shivered and shook, crying out her name as she took a bite, and then started to suck.

I almost came.

My hands tore at the sheets, my body writhing under her control. When she added her tongue to soothe the area, I knew I wouldn't last much longer. When her teeth were not threatening my manhood, I took advantage of it. I wrapped my arms around her, picked her up, and rolled us over until was hovering over her.

"It's my turn," I growled my eyes roaming over her body. I undid the rest of the ties of her corset easily, and removed the now offense fabric from her beautiful chest. My mouth enveloped one of her rosy tips, my thumb teasing the other. I gently raked my teeth over the tender nipple, earning a whimper. She tugged at my hair and moaned deeply, her hips undulating.

"Edward, please," she gasped, as I bit and sucked an area on her breast.

"You're mine," I whispered, admiring the mark I made. She tugged harder on my hair, pulling my mouth to hers. She moaned, bucking her hips beneath me. My fingers curled around fabric, and with a rough tug, her panties fell away from her body.

I wanted her, I couldn't wait any longer.

I thrust into her in one stroke, hissing from the contact. "Hold on, love," I groaned. She did, tightening her grip everywhere. She met with each of my thrusts, her nails biting into my shoulders. My lips left her mouth and trailed down her neck, biting down at the base as she had done to me.

"Edward!" she screamed, falling over the edge. After a few moments she continued to meet my thrusts as she rode out her orgasm. I rolled on to my back, still sheathed inside of her.

Hands on my chest, Bella sat upright and gasped at the deeper penetration. I gripped her hips and helped guide her. She felt her tightening again, coming closer to another climax.

"Fuck," I hissed. I wanted to feel it again.

I pulled her close to my chest, and rose my hips, continuing to thrust within her. Forehead to forehead, nose to nose, I shared every breath with her.

"More, Edward," she said, kissing me breathless. She pulled away to bite me again, harder than before. That did it.

"Fuck, Bella!" Thankfully, she fell off the edge with me, for another mind blowing climax. She slumped on top of my chest, our bodies' slick with sweat.

"That was amazing," she whispered several minutes later. "Who knew leather would have that kind of effect on you?" She laughed sweetly, tracing patterns on my chest.

"Who knew those teeth of yours could draw blood?" I countered.

"I did?" She sat up to examine the area on my neck, adding a whispered apology. She started to press her lips to the area, causing me to twitch.

I had to admit, it was damn erotic. I shivered enough for her to notice.

"What's wrong?"

"If you keep doing that I'll have to have you again," I moaned softly, allowing her more access.

Then she was gone, jumping out of bed. "Meet you in the shower." She ran toward the bathroom, still naked.

Oh yeah, round two.

~oOo~

We slept in the next morning since we weren't filming until later that afternoon. While we were having breakfast in our hotel room, Bella's cell phone rang.

She answered immediately, recognizing the number. "Hello, Jasper. Everything has gone well so far." She paused briefly. "Yes, the studio provided a guard last night and I had two while filming. Yes, another night shoot tonight. Sounds good. I'll see you in two days. Say hi to Alice for me. Yes, I'll be fine. Bye."

Somehow Bella had managed to convince Jasper, Alice, Rosalie and Emmett to take some time off. But Jasper being Jasper, had checked in often. I appreciated it, since I had no idea how to handle security.

The studio sent a car to collect us to take us to the set. Jensen was waiting for us, much to my displeasure, the moment we arrived on set. Bella had spent some time in the morning, trying to hide the mark I'd given her. I proudly displayed mine. Sure enough Jensen's eyes widened before I headed toward makeup. He looked at Bella, then me, and shivered.

At least the message was received. Bella and I were a couple.

In our next scene together, Bella and I would be alone. It was a heated display between the couple, and it called for kissing and I had to throw her against a wall. I was concerned about the last part, since I didn't want to hurt her. They assured me it would be just fine. I knew it would be, but I hated the thought of hurting her in any way, especially after everything she went through because of that bastard James.

An hour later, makeup and wardrobe finally allowed me to escape and I found Bella in a dark blue strapless top that exposed her stomach, paired with black skinny jeans. Her hair was pulled up with some loose curls falling to her shoulders. In other words she was hot, sexy and I was twitching already.

It was going to be a long shoot.

"Holy shit, Bella," as Jensen so eloquently put it, as he walked toward her.

"You don't think it's too much?" she asked, looking unsure. "The makeup under my eyes I can understand, but does she really need to wear something like this?"

"Of course," Jensen answered a little too quickly for my tastes. Made me wonder who indicated that Ricki's character should be so sexed up. I was surprised that they didn't cover up my bite mark from the night before on her neck. It unfortunately drew Jensen's eyes there, or perhaps he was looking down her top. Whatever the reason, I grabbed Bella's hand to lead her away. I leveled him glare to which he put up his hands in defense. I knew he couldn't help it but, did he have to be so obvious about it?

It was another house that looked abandoned, though not as torn apart as the one we used the night before. It was a hideout for our characters. Minutes later, we were in our positions, someone had decided that my shirt needed to be unbuttoned, exposing my chest. Thankfully, I worked out as much as I could. Bella smiled at me, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. She gave me a quick kiss before we started to film.

(Scene 12 Remember Bella plays Ricki, Edward plays William, Jensen plays Dean and Jared plays Sam.)

Ricki entered the room with two bags of human blood, recently purchased. William stood beside a window, looking completely bored.

He sighed somewhat dramatically. "Tell me why we're here in this little hick town?"

Ricki poured the contents of one bag into two glasses before she made her way toward William. A glass of blood in each hand, she stepped up to him. "I told you my vision just guided me here. We're waiting for somebody."

Taking a glass from her, William took a sip as the same time as her. "Who would that be, love?"

Ricki grimaced briefly, covering it with a pout. "I'm not sure I should tell you who?"

His eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Why?" he snarled.

She huffed, shrugged. "The Winchester boys."

"The hunters?"

Ricki nodded, and hissed as William slammed her against the wall. His hand around her neck, fingers tightening. "Why would you expose us to them? I trusted you!"

"I'll show you." Before he had a chance to fight her off, she thrust her tongue into his mouth, showing him the visions of the future.

Once done, she released him from the vision, causing him to stagger away from her, shock evident on his face.

"Why do you look like that?" he asked. "You looked like damn corpse!"

"By then, I hadn't fed on blood for over ten years."

He didn't want to ask, afraid of the answer. He did anyway. "Why?"

"There are very little humans left," she whispered.

William still stood rigid and defensively. "Are we here to help them stop the others, because they are the only hope for humanity?"

"Yes." Ricki approached him cautiously. "They'll be here in 3…2…"

The door slammed open, as Dean walked in, holding up a crossbow armed with a wooden stake. One that he had pointed directly at Ricki's chest. William snarled, his fists clenching at his sides, ready for a fight, standing protectively in front of Ricki.

Ricki looked perfectly calm.

Poised to shoot, Dean huffed. "Didn't I tell you, Sam? Vamps I told you I smelled vamps."

Sam's lips pursed as he replied, "And I told you to remember to first ask before you shoot."

Dean rolled his eyes, his finger on the trigger. "Tell me one good reason I shouldn't kill you where you stand?"

Ricki was the one to answer. "Because if you do, you will not survive the night, considering you have about thirty vampires on your trail."

Dean's eyes widened, as did Sam's. "That'll do it."

"Cut!" Joseph, the director, called out.

I was grateful that Bella and I didn't have to re-shoot the scene more than once. Joseph said it was perfect. We filmed another four scenes before finally calling it a night.

We arrived at the hotel, feeling exhausted. Bella slipped in the shower as I prepared the bed. Ten minutes later, she joined me, wearing one of my t-shirts. It still clung to her wet body.

I wasn't feeling as tired as I thought. She smiled as I pulled her on top of me, but cell phone started to ring.

"I'll get rid of whoever it is," she murmured, kissing me too briefly. I could tell that she was worried why anyone would call so late. I didn't blame her. She put it on speakerphone when I expressed my worry, too.

"Bella?" I was not amused that it turned out to be Jensen on the line. I huffed and fell back down on the bed.

"Jensen? What's up?" She shook her head at my eye roll, and blew me a kiss.

"Have you been watching the news?"

"We practically just got here, so no. Why?"

"There's a special broadcast about your stalker about to come on. Put it on channel ten."

That immediately put us on alert. How the hell did we not know this already? Jasper would've called, wouldn't he? I jumped out of the bed and turned on the television. I quickly changed it to the channel Jensen indicated.

"Thanks for letting me know," Bella said almost absentmindedly. "I'll see you tomorrow." She hung up, her eyes glued on the screen.

"Report of the serial killer dubbed the Lady Killer also known as James Connors has been spotted in Washington near his stomping grounds many years ago. Can this be a coincidence or is there a possible connection that the only victim Jamie Cole that survived his alleged attack is now missing? Here is John Bishop with more."

Horrified, Bella screamed, "No! Jamie!"

And then, fainted.