Disclaimer: I don't own these characters.

Warning: Homoerotic lemons, from here on out, but if you made it this far, then you're probably cool with that.

AN: I wrote and rewrote this chapter. . . and I think it's finally good enough to share. So I'm just gonna post it. No take backsies.

Thank you for reading! - Rosalie *twirls away and hopes that you like it*


Chapter 29 (M)

Animal

(Part 2)


Beau's POV


I snapped back into a standing position. "Edward? I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" I wanted to help him get up but I was afraid of my own strength. So I backed away when I wanted to go to him.

He carefully picked himself up off the ground and dusted his pants off to no avail. We were both caked with dirt.

"You stopped." Edward muttered eyeing me curiously.

"What happened?" I shook my head still confused.

-Beau, you started the hunt for a human. And you stopped. That's incredible.-

"I hurt you." My tone was pleading for forgiveness. "I'm so sorry."

"Beau, Beau, Beau." He was smiling. "What you just did was amazing."

I shook my head to disagree. Then his hands were on my face to stop me. They guided me to look at him.

"Beau, I've never seen someone stop mid hunt on the first day. That takes an impressive amount of control. Not even Carlisle did that." He laughed. -I'm not good enough for him.-

"But I hurt you." I pulled away from his grasp and backed up. I didn't want to touch him. I could hurt him. I already had.

"I'm fine. Really, I'm fine. Beau, I'm so proud of you. You're taking to this life so well." -He's amazing. Everything about him. God, even when he's stained with blood and dirt he looks irresistible.-

I was stunned. I thought I had just done a very bad thing, but Edward was in awe. He was in awe of me?

The smell of human still permeated my nostrils and I was having a hard time balancing my desires. I could still hear the human walking and his breath. I was holding it very carefully in a mental vice but I wasn't sure how long I could when I was this close. I didn't want to lose control. I didn't want to hurt Edward again.

"Is that what I smelled like?" I scrunched up my nose.

"Yes, that's what you all smell like. Except your scent was even more pulling than that for me."

I shook my head. "You kissed that? That's disgusting. You wanted to be with that? Ew."

-It was pretty crazy.-

"How could you handle it?"

Edward stepped forward and grabbed my hand. "Because you were and are my Beau. And I love you, no matter what."

"Gross." I laughed, but I felt touched. Edward had suffered through the torment of loving a human. Every touch had to be controlled. Every instinct had to be suppressed. Even just being in my presence was a struggle. I had been a yummy walking blood sack. While the entire time I always viewed Edward as a god. I still do.

I saw his thoughts and what he wanted to do. He wanted to kiss me again but I held up a hand.

"Can, um. . . . can we leave? It's very humany up in here and I'm not sure how long I can take it."

"Of course, Beau. I'm sorry." He still eyed me curiously. -Amazing.- "Would you like to hunt some more?"

My dry throat answered for me. "Yes. Is that normal? I just fed. Don't you guys only hunt every other week or so?"

"It's completely normal, Beau. You're going to be thirstier than we are. You should hunt as much as you want. It helps." I saw him struggle with something. "I'm sorry."

It was only then that I saw the guilt he was hiding from me. It escaped and the torrent of self loathing followed after it.

"Woah, Edward. Edward. Stop."

He tutted and folded his hands in his pockets. "You weren't supposed to hear that."

"Why are you sorry? What's wrong?"

"It's just. I don't like to see you uncomfortable or in pain. And there's nothing I can do." -I did this to you.- "It's my fault. I'm the reason why. . ." -I'm the reason why you're thirsty and in pain.- "I'm sorry."

I leaned forward. "You're the reason why I'm alive. Never be sorry for that." Edward had always told me not say 'sorry' unless I mean it. "Unless," Doubt creept in as I felt the full weight of Edward's guilt. "Unless, oh." I wanted to fall to my knees as my new theory hit me in my gut. "Unless you are sorry that I'm alive."

-What- "WHAT?" Edward jumped in front of my face. "What on earth would possess you to accuse me of something so preposterous?" He was staring daggers into me which didn't prove me wrong.

"You agreed to change me, yeah. But you always thought I would change my mind. I can see that now. You thought I would change my mind. You never really thought I would be one of you. You never actually wanted me to stick around."

"Beaufort Swan." Edward hissed and put a finger to my mouth. "If you say something so ridiculous again, I will fight you. In fact, I kind of want to punch you right now."

I laughed.

"I'm serious, Beau. That was utter nonsense."

I pulled Edward's finger from my mouth. "Then why are you so ashamed?"

"I'm feeling guilty because" -Because I don't have to look forever in the eyes alone.- "For the first time. . . " -I look at you and I feel that maybe I'm not the monster I saw myself as, because you're incredible.- "But I had to drag you into this life to see that. And I want you. I want you in every way possible and I feel guilty because if you never met me, your family wouldn't be grieving your death right now. I get to keep you, if you'll have me, but I took you away from everything."

I sighed and put my hand on the side of his neck. "You are everything to me."

-Oh, stop it.-

I grinned. "And you're wrong. My family would be grieving my death. I would have died weeks ago without you." I wrapped my arms around him and ducked my head into his neck. "I wanted this life. I wanted this life with you. Don't be sorry."

"I just wish there was something I could do." Edward bit his lip.

"You can take me away from this goddamn human for starters. And I would still like to see you hunt. You promised me that I could see that."

-Oh, that's right.- Edward touched my cheek gently then grabbed my hand. "Let's go hunting together."

After several minutes of running Edward stopped on a dime.

"Close your eyes." -Inhale. Do you smell that?-

Dirt. Moss. Water. Fur.

Fur. Beneath the fur. Blood. Blood. I felt my mouth fill with saliva hungrily. I heard several loud thudding heartbeats. Moist with blood. Hooves pawed at the ground.

Deer. I knew it before Edward could inform me. He motioned for me to follow his lead. We crept silently through the forest. Four deer were lazily trekking through a trail they had created themselves. Their heavy wet breath was kind of revolting. I wanted to end it.

Edward stalked behind a tree. His movements were quiet but dominant. He looked so comfortable and regal. I heard his mind switch over from the Edward I knew to the Edward I saw on the hunt. I observed as he gracefully pounced so quickly at the closest deer the others didn't know what had happened. I watched as he fed. He was so graceful in his powerful movements it took my breath away.

The creature that died in his grasp was lucky. At least luckier than the one that I took down shortly afterwards before the whole herd got spooked. I leaned in to my throat's desire and let it take control. I tried to pounce like Edward had, but I had to latch on twice to the jugular because the first time I bit all the way through and I had to spit out a chunk of skin. Yuck.

Edward laughed and I gave him the finger without looking. He laughed harder. The blood felt good down my throat and I forgot about my transgressions.

I couldn't distinguish the differences in taste yet. I knew the deer's blood wouldn't make the ache in my throat go away for long, but the relief was delicious. I wanted more.

When I finished I stood back up and wiped my mouth off. Edward joined me.

"I didn't look too foolish did I?"

Edward shook his head. "Not at all. You remind me of a wolf, actually. Emmett hunts like a bear. They say I hunt like a mountain lion. You. . ." -You hunt like a wolf.- He replayed both of my attacks and I heard him making notes about my technique, comparing them to the wolves he's seen attacking their prey.

I grinned and howled into the forest. "Arwooooooooooo!" A flock of birds took flight at the noise. Edward punched my shoulder.

"What? I did get scratched by a werewolf." I shrugged playfully and raised my eyebrows. "Maybe I'm half wolf now. You ever see Underworld?"

Edward rolled his eyes. -Is that the one where they shoot bullets with ultra violet rays at vampires?-

I nodded and grinned.

Edward laughed and grabbed my hand. "Come on, wolf boy. Let's take you back to the house." He pulled a leaf out of my hair and brushed some dirt off my cheek. "You're a mess."

"Well, you're filthy." I quipped back.

Edward nodded. "True. True." -We could go for a swim in the ocean.- His thoughts curled suggestively. In his mind's eye was a small secluded cove. The waves crashed on the rocks softly. Edward shrugged casually just as I spied articles of clothing left haphazardly on his beach. "There might be some awkward questions if we go back to the house looking like this."

My shirt was bloodstained and ripped from the branches and bramble. There was a light layer of dust on Edward's clothes. His arms were caked in dirt and mud and there was a tear on his sleeve from when I had attacked him. No. It would be weird traipsing back to the house. A house full of other vampires wanting to look at me and inspect me. Asking what I killed, why we were both so dirty, etc etc. Edward would probably tell them about the human incident. I didn't want to be viewed like a bomb. There are so many in that house. So many reactions to look out for.

-We don't have to go back yet.- Edward wanted more time alone with me. It was a shared interest. -Technically, we don't ever have to go back.-

I recognized that last thought as part of Edward's "rough draft" thought process. Obviously we would go back. But not yet.

/-/-/-/

The sun light glittered on the water and it shimmered on my skin. I looked down at my reflection from the cliff rock I jumped up on. I paused to look at myself. My new self. It was one thing to see myself through Edward's eyes. It was another thing to see it for myself. I looked like I had been cut out from the world's largest diamond by the best artist found in history. My feature's were chiseled and refined around my long face. My eyebrows were thick with more defined arches than I remembered. I still took up the same shape as I had before. Like someone took a cast of me, originally made of clay and then filled it in with iron. I was completely different. . . but still somehow the same.

"Do you miss my eyes?" I asked curiously twirling my finger in a shallow pool of water on the ground, watching the ripples. Edward laid on his side, always looking at me. I saw his memories of the first time he saw me in the lunch room. How my sky blue eyes glanced his way and darted back to the table.

I heard him wrestle over my question and then get embarrassed because he knew I could hear that.

"I can tell if you lie." I grinned and glanced at him.

"Yeah, I now know what my poor family has to deal with." Edward sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Well?"

He answered in thought but I wanted to hear him say it. "Yes." He said slowly. "They were my favorite color." He sat up and traced a finger under my right eye. "But, you know." He smiled his lopsided smile. "Red is growing on me." His hand moved down on my face and his lips locked onto mine. We kissed deeply. Our lips chased each other like a slow dance. Without parents or siblings as witnesses, I let loose and clawed on top of Edward. My hands roamed over his chest. Edward's tongue asked for entrance and I gasped my lips open. Our tongues explored each other's. I could taste the ghost of blood from our recent hunt. It only made me want him more. I growled softly in my throat and pressed myself harder onto him.

Edward's thoughts blurred and slurred together. I couldn't tell where one started and where one began. As we continued making out, there was one thought that came to the forefront. . -". . .A year and a half."- I didn't expect to hear Esme's voice in this moment.

"Uh, what?" I pulled my lips away and pressed off of him. Edward rolled his eyes.

-Oh, that's annoying. You weren't supposed to hear that.-

"Well, I did." I still hovered over him, locking him to the ground. "Explain why you're thinking about mom right now." He noticed how I didn't specify "his" mom.

Edward groaned and sighed. "When you were changing, Esme was rearranging my room. And she thought about whether or not we needed a bed. She decided against it because it took her a year and a half to. . . to. . . " -want sex-

"Huh. So?" I scrunched up my eye brows. I knew there was a reason he was thinking about this now.

"So I was wondering, I guess, if that's something you. . . if it's too soon for you too."

"Oh." Edward was asking if I was ready to have sex. I pondered seriously over his question, deciding the best and most thorough way to articulate my response. "I am only hesitant because I don't want to lose control. I don't want to hurt you again. But I do want you. Desperately. Do you realize how sexy you are?"

-I'm sexy?- Edward was about to respond but I held a finger up.

"Esme and Carlisle didn't know each other in that way when she was changed. They had to get to know each other on top of the whole 'Oh yeah, you're a vampire now' thing." I guessed. "We're different. I fell in love with you before I became a vampire. I knew what I was getting into. And knowing Carlisle and Esme. . . they probably wanted to get married first too."

"Yes." Edward agreed and nodded, but his mind wandered. -[Beau and Edward wearing different tuxes, holding hands at the front of a church. Next to Beau, Alice held a bouquet. Carlisle stood by Edward's side with the rings.]-

Then Edward caught himself and cut me off before I could ask. "Work-space, remember? It's just something I've been thinking about." He shrugged.

"You want to marry me?" I couldn't hide the shock in my voice. Honestly, I didn't expect that. I hadn't thought about it at all. But, I could see how important this was to him. Marriage to Edward was something he was always jealous of. He held the union in high regard, but it was always out of his reach. Now that he had me, and the court system on his side, he wanted it very badly.

Edward's eyes softened and he became so vulnerable. "Is that really so ridiculous?" I found myself continuing his fantasy in my own head. Spending our honeymoon somewhere remote. Edward's left hand gripping mine in passion. Rings on both of our fingers.

"No. It's not ridiculous. I am stealing your last name after all." I muttered. Lightly, I pressed back down on to him and rested my head on his chest.

He wrapped his arms around me gently. "Not stealing. I want you to take my name." Edward admitted. Then I heard him try out my name. -Swan. Edward Swan.- I grinned into his chest.

A feeling spread within me deeper than anything I had ever felt before. Stronger than the pain in my throat. Stronger than the lust residing below my waist. Stronger than my initial feelings for Edward. This love I felt was timeless. It knew no age limits or time periods. This love was everlasting. I propped myself up and stared deep in Edward's eyes. Though marriage wasn't important to me, Edward was. I would do anything for him because my love was bigger than me.

"Edward." My voice barely raised above a whisper but it was heavy with importance. I touched his face. "The first time I saw you, I thought that whoever you, that beautiful pale god across the room, married, would be the luckiest person in the world." I took a deep breath. "And I'm feeling awfully lucky right now." I grinned and Edward practically melted under my gaze. I sat up and waited for Edward to do the same. Then I clasped his hands in mine. "Edward Anthony Masen, will you marry me?"

His lips crushed against mine and he flipped me onto my back. "Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes." Edward answered between kisses. "Yes." I twisted my fingers into his bronze hair and pulled him closer. "Yes." I wanted to occupy the same space as him, defying physics. I couldn't get close enough. "Yes." I pulled his shirt up. "Yes." -Oh my god. Just rip it off.-

The rags of his shirt were in my fists in the next second. I pulled away just enough to gaze at his exposed chest. It was blinding in the sunlight. I traced lightly over his muscles. My grip got harder over his pectorals. "Yes." Edward breathed sharply. And his lips found mine again. I rolled back over onto him and his fingers snaked up my shirt. The buttons popped open. I shrugged out of it, never losing contact with his mouth, or his neck, or his cheek, or his chest. Our tongues groped each other hungrily while Edward's hands explored my chest. They traced along my scars and I felt him smile in our kiss.

I pulled away and locked his head down so he couldn't follow me up. I needed to ask him a serious question. "You don't want to wait do you?"

Edward barked a laugh and then his eyes narrowed. "I'm done waiting."

Skillfully, Edward unbuckled my pants and I kicked them off. Edward rolled over on top of me and I assisted him on the removal of his jeans. We paused and took a moment to fully appreciate each other's body. We were still covered with the remnants of our time wrestling on the forest floor.

Edward grinned wickedly. Before I could see his plan, Edward rolled us both off the rock cliff and into the ocean. -Don't breathe.-
The irony wasn't lost on me. His first command while we were human was "don't move". I could move freely now. In fact, I felt like I was flying in the water. The water, a cold temperature, would have made my human self shiver, but it felt good on my skin now. I blinked my eyes open and watched as the currents played with Edwards hair, tossing his bronze locks back and forth. It was weird not breathing, but not uncomfortable and I think that is what made not breathing so strange-How normal it was. With my sense of smell rendered useless down here, I was in no danger of losing control.

As we started sinking to the bottom, Edward twisted around me. I felt his erection drag across my waist. Our cocks touched each other on accident and I couldn't stop the electric shudder that passed through me. I grabbed my erection and rubbed it against Edward's shaft. He moaned and an air bubble floated towards the surface. I giggled and produced several.

Edward leaned back in and we continued to make out while our cocks got to know each other.

-Question.- Edward managed a coherent thought, while he kept his mouth firmly onto mine. We couldn't talk down here, but we didn't need to. His hands lowered down to my waist and he moved my hips in small thrusting motions. -How do you want to do this? Well, I never. . . I'm not quite sure what to do.-

It was time that he followed my lead. I called the shot. My mouth twisted into a grin against his lips. Then I raised my hand to grasped the top of his head and began pushing down. He obeyed. -Yes. Whatever you want. I'll give you anything.-

His mouth trailed down past my chin, to my neck, then traced along my scars down to the ache of my cock. I rolled my eyes back as Edward's tongue wrapped around me there. Holy shit. One hand still on Edward's head and the other I used to grip onto Edward's shoulder. I could feel the water swarm around us. If we were human, perhaps we would be caught in an undertow, but it didn't bother us. Nothing could stop us.

Our movements and wants were so aligned. I could read Edward, of course, but he was pleasing me and giving me everything that I ever wanted. His mouth was doing some damn good work.

When I couldn't take it anymore, I pulled Edward up to his feet. My hand rubbed between his legs. My fingers circled around his entrance. He moaned and small air bubble floated to the surface. -Yes. I need you. I want you to fill me.-

A different kind of it took over. Not a bloodthirsty killing it. A horny sex craved animal awoke. I shoved Edward around and pushed him down so he was bending over. He was on his knees and elbows. I rubbed myself across his ass. Edward trembled but held the position steady. I tested the waters so to speak and fingered him. His back arched and he groaned deep in his throat.

-I'm ready.- Edward thought coherently for me. I picked his hips up and aligned them closer to mine. I penetrated him slowly at first. My crown dipped into him gently. The ocean water around us acted as a lubricant. Smart. Edward grunted, taking me on. God, he was so tight. I stuffed myself into him. Then, I lost myself in his tight depths. He clutched fistfuls of sand but it didn't help to steady himself. I put one arm on his shoulder and pulled him deeper onto me. I could register pain in his thoughts, but it was the type of pain that really made you feel good. -More.-

I rocked back and forth and I loved the way he responded both physically and mentally. I was fucking Edward. I'm literally fucking Edward. Holy hell. I'm fucking Edward on the ocean floor. Nothing made sense. My existence didn't make sense but now was not the time to question it.

-Yes.- I gripped his ass and spread it wider. God, it felt good riding him like this. His pleasure only amplified my own. I hunched over onto him and gripped my hands to his. My head dug into his shoulder blade while I kept thrusting into him. I reached around his waist and started jacking him off. He moaned again and a wave of pleasure bounced between us. -Yes.- I had never known pleasure like this before. It was coming at me from all sides. I could get addicted.

I flipped Edward onto his back. I wanted to see his face. He blinked in surprise and then gripped his legs open for me. I fucked him even harder and watched his face contort in response. I reminded him of an animal. I felt like an animal. As if to prove it, I growled in my throat. Edward liked that, his dick responded in desire and I continued to rub him harder. My cock pounded into him deeper and faster. -Yes.- I was nearing the edge and my movements became desperate to reach that cliff.

We began cumming at the same time. -Yes. Yes. Yes. YES.- Our bodies clenched in unison as we both hit a climax. I pulled out of Edward and the water washed away our cum. The pleasure of finishing together radiated throughout me. I could hear it echo in Edward. I had never experienced such satisfaction. With Edward in my head, I felt it twice. -Oh, Beau. You're incredible.-

It felt weird not taking a deep breath in recovery. There was no recovery. There was no need to breath. Grinning at each other silently, I gestured for us to swim to the surface.

As we broke through, Edward picked me up into his arms and carried me to the rocky beach.

"Can we do that again?" I asked between Edward's lips.

He laughed and ran his hand through my wet hair. "We only have forever."


AN: I could end it there.

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(but I won't)