Anala wasn't sure how they ended up in her front yard. She had barely managed to pull her thoughts together when Mr. Greene spoke to her. All she could think of was Emmett. Emmett's lips on hers, Emmett's hands on her body. He set her down long enough to let her open the door, holding her from behind, face in her hair and erection pressing on her lower back. The door swung open and Emmett was grabbing her again, her house blurring past her. Her bedroom door slammed shut as she was pushed against it. Tension cackled between them like charged electrons. Anala's tongue brushed Emmett's and flames danced under her skin. Emmett was almost terrifying in his intensity. She felt like he would consume her whole. He gripped her dress and tugged effortlessly, tearing both the fabric of the dress and her bra open. The buttons popped, scattering onto the carpeted floor. The vampire wasted no time in pressing fevered kisses on her exposed chest. He smelled amazing; Sweet and spicy and earthy. The heated ache between her thighs intensified to a roaring pulse. He ran his hands up her thighs, beneath her dress, and ripped open her tights, slipping a hand between her thighs.

"Oh, god."

His fingers touched her folds through her thin underwear. She knew what he'd find there. The wet warmth between her thighs had spread, causing the thin material of her underwear to cling to her pussy.

"They're soaked," Emmett murmured against her jaw. His cool breath fanned over her, eliciting a shiver from her.

Anala thrust against his hand desperately as his thumb brushed against her clit. She wanted him. She craved him, dangerously so. Emmett's hands slid beneath her ass and lifted her. Anala wound her legs around his waist, bringing her in direct contact with his denim covered erection. He rocked in to her, creating incredible friction. The sensation was overwhelming and Anala didn't even hear his words when he spoke.

"What?" she gasped, pushing her hips into his.

"I need to ask, so I don't end up hurting you."

Anala wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders. "Ask me what?" she asked distractedly.

A breathy chuckle left him. "Are you a virgin?"

A virgin? Anala looked at him. Emmett's eyes were the blackest she'd ever seen them. Anala felt pulled in, unable to focus on anything but the powerful creature before her.

"No," she replied. But it had been a long time. Emmett licked the flesh of her breast. Too long.

"Good," he growled. "I don't think I can hold back right now."

Like she wanted him to. His hands tightened on her ass as he ground against her. A low hiss passed through her lips.

"Please, Emmett."

He made quick work in tearing her panties to shreds. His stiff cock was suddenly pressing against her, running along her slick folds and sensitive clit. An exhilarating sense of anticipation filled her. Emmett braced a hand against the door and pressed forward and Anala cried out sharply as he breached her entrance. She had been severely unprepared for his girth. She stretched open painfully, unused to the sensation after so long but dear god it was incredible. The odd, insistent tugging in her chest Emmett seemed to always invoke in her was consuming, making her heart pound at the sudden feeling of completeness. Emmett froze and she whimpered.

His voice was strained. "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

"Don't stop!" she gasped, shakily. "Please Em, keep going."

Emmett pushed forward, filling her completely. He didn't stop to let her adjust and she didn't want him to. He thrust forward quickly, her walls gripping him greedily. His solid body was tense, she could hear his fingers digging into the wood of her door as the one beneath her lifted her slightly, allowing him to push into her deeper. Emmett pulled back and cupped her breast, dipping his head to lap at her nipple. Anala pushed her hand into Emmett's short locks, arching her spine as a rough moan tore from her throat. Her body easily fell into rhythm with Emmett's. His deep, fast thrusts were quickly pushing her to the brink, sending sensation radiating through her. He kissed her hungrily. Anala's senses were flooded with him.

"More," she hissed, gripping his shirt tightly in her fist. Emmett's thrusts increased tempo and Anala hiked her legs higher up his hips. He moaned lowly and nipped her throat sharply. Emmett's body was warm. His skin was warmer than usual, this had happened before but never like this. He was almost as warm as she was. The coolness of his skin fading. Anala would've been worried if she could think rationally. Her walls pulsed around Emmett's cock as heat coiled in her belly, sending tingles up her spine. Her heart pounded erratically in her chest. She had never felt like this. It was as if she were going to come out of her skin.

She was burning, she couldn't take it.

Anala clung to Emmett, and unable to form a proper thought or sentence other than 'more' and 'don't stop' and 'please'. Her orgasm built, Emmett's unrelenting thrusts pushed her towards climax quickly and Anala tossed her head back, hitting the door with a dull thud.

"Em," she moaned.

A low, rumbling growl was building in his chest.

"Come for me," he murmured against her throat.

Anala tensed and released a cry as the heated coil in her belly snapped. Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. Her body quivered against Emmett as he continued to thrust frenziedly into her. Her inner walls squeezed around him as Emmett shuddered and roared, thrusting as he released deep inside of her. Anala struggled to regain her bearings. Her heart continued to race as she panted breathlessly. Her limbs shook as Emmett shifted, sending jolts of pleasure through her. They slid down the door and Emmett kept her in his lap as he slipped to his knees. Anala felt herself clenching around him in the echo of her orgasm. His head rested against her shoulder as his body shuddered occasionally.

"That's not how I had pictured our first time would go." He murmured. "We didn't even make it to the bed."

Anala laughed. He was right. Whatever she had pictured their first time having sex would be like, this hadn't been it. But she didn't regret any of it. "That's true. But it was perfect."

"It would've lasted longer but months of sexual tension took over." Emmett slowly slipped out of her, making her shiver. She missed the feeling of him already.

"If that was rushed, I wonder what unhurried is like for you." Vampires had all the time in the world.

Emmett kissed her languidly. "You'll find out." He murmured against her lips. "I'm nowhere near done with you."

Anala could feel the tell-tale flutter in her womb as Emmett stared at her, dark eyes glinting. That stare . . . Emmett had the oddest ability to undo her with merely a look. Anala She could almost feel the heat of his gaze on her skin. Anala looked at his perfect lips, recalling how they had felt on her not that long ago. Emmett was suddenly gathering her close and standing, making her squeal in surprise and grab at him instinctively to keep from falling. She was airborne for an instant before she landed on the soft covers of her bed. Emmett stood and looked down at her. He tugged off her boots and what was left of her tights and dress, leaving her naked before hi for the second time.

"Sorry," he murmured, skimming his fingertips over her hip, where his tight grip left her skin red.

Anala shook her head. "The bruise will be gone before it even darkens completely. Besides, it doesn't hurt."

Emmett straightened. His short curls were mussed from when Anala ran her fingers through them. His jeans hung loosely around his hips, undone, revealing his boxers and a sliver of skin. Emmett peeled off his black shirt, which made him seem even bigger and paler than he already was. Anala's jaw went slack and her breath caught. She stared at his torso, shock ringing through her.

Emmett was chiseled from marble. Every inch of him was covered in hard, rigid muscle and he practically oozed power and masculinity but Anala wasn't appreciating the view, more focused on what was on his body. The upper part of Emmett's chest was covered in strange black markings. In the center of his chest, above his heart was a unique, hypnotic design made up of intricate black lines. In the center of it all was a series of small symbols surrounding a much larger one in the middle. The lines traveled up, over his left shoulder, trailing in lines varying in thickness almost like vines. More symbols were seen among them and Anala pushed up onto her knees, eyes glued to the strange artwork. She slowly crawled forward and climbed off the bed to stand in front of Emmett, who seemed like a statue in his stillness. Anala moved around him following the black lines to his back. The inky symbols trailed around to the base of his neck and plunged straight down just past his waist to the base of his spine. Anala stared, heart rate picking up slightly. Emmett turned, having heard it.

"Anala?"

Anala stared at his chest once more. A peculiar sensation filled her. She felt as if she were about to cry. Large hands cupped her face.

"What? What's wrong?"

"Those markings." She whispered. "I—I feel like I've seen them before."

Even as she said the words, she had a hard time believing them. It was impossible. She had never seen anything like this before in her life, but there was no mistaking the powerful sense of utter familiarity that filled her. It was like recognizing her twin brother in a crowd or instantly knowing what her name looked like written down. She just . . . knew. Even though Anala had no idea what they were and what they meant, she recognized them.

"Emmett, when did you get this tattoo?" surely it had to have been when he was human, since vampire flesh was nearly impenetrable.

Emmett watched her cautiously, as if he wasn't sure of her reaction in that moment. "It's not a tattoo. In the three days I was turning, Carlisle said they just kept appearing. He hasn't been able to figure out what they mean."

She ran her hands over his arms, up broad shoulders, and down his solid chest. Emmett's framed flexed beneath her hands as she touched the black markings on his skin. They stood out sharply against the pallor of his skin and she traced her fingers along the dark lines that traveled towards his shoulders. The skin of her fingertips tingled slightly as the made contact with him. Emmett grasped her hips and growled as he seemed to tremble slightly. Anala applied a bit more pressure and suddenly found herself pinned onto the bed, Emmett hovering above her. He stared at her, looking untamed and black eyes burning brightly. Anala watched as his teeth lengthened, fangs elongating. While the sight was nothing new to Anala, she realized she'd never seen Emmett like this. She had always seen the human side, the part of his being that was still human. The Emmett before her was a predatory creature. Dangerous and unpredictable and seductive. Anala knew he wasn't going to hurt her but her instincts alerted her to the fact that he was dangerous.

"It's never felt like that before." He breathed, mystified. "Like they were alive for a moment."

Emmett's suddenly swallowed and shut his eyes. When he opened them his fangs had disappeared, though his eyes still burned like embers. His head lowered and his lips encircled her right nipple, suckling lightly. The feeling sent arousal spreading through her abdomen. Lips trailed up towards her own and Anala could feel Emmett inhale deeply. His lips touched hers and his body pressed to hers.

The contact of their bare skin was better than Anala could describe. Emmett moved and had the rest of his clothes on the growing pile on the floor instantaneously. He moved over her smoothly, gracefully. His eyes stayed on hers as his lips touched her thigh.

"Mine." He whispered.

Anala swallowed. Emmett's lips touched the juncture between her thigh and hip. He pushed her legs apart and his lips brushed her sensitive inner thigh. He was so close but it felt like miles. Emmett's fingers brushed over her hip and side. Anala looked down when Emmett shifted over her and his cock bumped against her thigh. Long and thick and perfect. The swollen head shone with precome and Anala suddenly wanted him inside her more than anything. They seemed to move in sync. Anala wrapped her arms around his neck. Emmett reached under her and lifted. He sat up and Anala sank onto him, body humming with pleasure. Anala felt herself becoming lost again. Her world became filled with fire and need. Her breasts rubbed against Emmett's chest, her nipples hardened as the sensation, driving her into insanity. Emmett's hand moved up her ribcage and around her back. Their lips met in a fiery kiss as they moved together. It was different than the first time. The first time was rushed, desperate, their passion consuming them both. Now, the consuming passion burnt just as strongly, only this time Anala could focus on other things like the feel of Emmett's body moving with hers, the way his pelvis bumped her clit on each thrust, the feel of his sweet breath on her heated skin.

Anala kissed the dark lines on Emmett's shoulder and he purred lowly. The angle changed and a wordless cry left her. Emmett's fingers pinched and rolled her nipple. Anala could feel the too-fast approach of climax. Anala shuddered as Emmett's hand pushed between their bodies to stroke her sensitive clit. Heat spread through her and Anala helplessly moved against Emmett, her walls fluttering around Emmett's length.

"I wish you could see how you look right now." Emmett's other hand was in her hair, tugging her head back and ran his tongue over her pulse.

"Em," Anala braced her hands on Emmett's broad shoulders. "So close."

"So fucking beautiful, love."

Anala's orgasm slammed into her suddenly. She came apart with a sharp moan, breath leaving her. Her limbs shook as Emmett still thrust, riding out her orgasm. Her back met the bed and Emmett hooked his arm beneath her knee, bracing a hand on the mattress as Anala wrapped the other around his back. Emmett was steadily driving her towards her second orgasm and Anala could feel Emmett's body temperature rising once more.

"Emmett, are you alright?"

Emmett kissed her. "So much better than alright," he said against her lips.

"You're hot" she gasped, trying to think through the pleasure he was inflicting upon her.

"I know." He murmured smugly.

Anala laughed breathlessly then moaned as the vampire hit a spot deep inside her that sent electricity racing through her body.

"No, I mean literally, you're burning up."

Emmett didn't seem at all bothered by the discovery. "'Feel fine." He bit her lip. "So tight."

Emmett's distraction abilities were superb. In a few moments she was tumbling over the edge once more only for Emmett to build her up again, and again in a seemingly endless cycle and Anala temporarily forgot about the sudden change in Emmett's body temperature.