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Chapter 36-Lust Bites

EPOV

I knew I was being a dick, but I really didn't care. My family had an unlimited amount of time to be with us. And JP, well, he'd had her to himself long enough. She was my wife. She was my lover. And I wanted her. Right fucking then.

She had been sitting in my lap the better part of the morning. I'd been terrified when she started crying. I had no idea what had set her off, but I did my best to comfort her. I wanted to be there for her, to soothe her, but a very large part of my brain, and to be honest my lower anatomy, was painfully aware that she was straddling me butt naked. It was everything I could do to not take her right then. Tears stained cheeks and all.

Once she'd calmed down and the influx of visitors began, I'd pulled her into my lap once more. The gesture had not been sexual in its intent, I'd simply wanted her as close to me as possible. But I could feel her ass pressed against my thighs. Every time she moved to take a bite of her breakfast and every time she laughed, she rubbed against my cock. It was her kiss after discussing me joining her on stage that pushed me over the edge and into the realm of complete nymphomania. When she slid her tongue into my mouth, I damn near pinned her to the bed with my family in the room.

The door had not even completely shut behind them before I had spun her around on my lap to face me. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her heels pressing into my backside, and kissed me. Hard. The same fire that flamed between us every time we touched ignited instantly, threatening to engulf us, and I welcomed it. Her lips, her tongue, her taste…I wanted all of it.

I pressed her body closer to mine, gripping her butt to pull her nearer. She moaned into my mouth as the robe shifted and her bare core came into contact with the zipper of my jeans.

"Edward…," she breathed against my cheek as she kissed her way toward my ear. God, I would never tire of hearing my name fall from her lips that way. The only way it sounded even possibly better had been when she'd screamed it last night. And that was what I wanted to hear right now.

She slowly started to push her hips against me, never taking her mouth away from my skin. Her right hand gripped the back of my head tightly and she pulled me deep into her mouth. I pushed my tongue harshly into her mouth, the incredible taste of her flooding my brain. Her heart was thrumming like a humming bird's and I could feel her body temperature rising.

I reached for the knot of the robe and pulled it impatiently. I needed her bare skin under my hands. The small tie fell to the sides and the cloth opened to me. She was so fucking gorgeous. Perfectly formed for my touch. My hands gripped her back and then slid down to cup her ass again. I wanted her to move against me. I needed her to understand that I could not wait any longer to feel her beneath me.

"Such a bad girl, teasing your poor husband like that. What shall I do with you?"

She ground her hips against me more forcefully, the sweet scent of her aroma filling the tepid air in the room quickly. I could feel her dripping onto the denim of my jeans.

"Edward, if I asked you to do something for me, would you?" Her voice was dangerously close to the lower register that she sang in as she cooed in my ear. Fuck me, my vixen had arrived.

"Anything."

"I feel so dirty and sticky from last night," she arched her back, pushing her exposed chest against me, "I really need a shower. But I'll be so lonely in there by myself."

I gulped. Oh, fuck yes; my vixen had just hit the nail on the head.

Shower.

Now.

I pulled us off the bed as quickly as possible without hurting her. When I looked into her eyes, they damn near made me cum. Heavy lidded and excited and absolutely shining with lust. I sat her on the counter in the bathroom and quickly turned on the water. The bathroom in her room was very similar to the one in the room above us that I'd desecrated more times than I cared to admit.

The steam of the hot water quickly filled the small room and swirled her scent so thickly into the air that I thought I might go mad. I stepped in between her legs and wrapped my arms around her waist. But she pushed me back slightly.

"I just want to try one thing," she whispered. She slid from the countertop and reached for my shirt. In a single tug, she pulled it up and over my head. She dropped the shirt in the floor and smiled a truly sexy evil smile.

"Stay very still," she continued as she reached for the button of my jeans. Without ever looking away from my eyes, she unzipped the zipper. She slid her hands around my waist and down to my ass. Her hands gripped firmly as she used her forearms to slide the material down slightly.

"Don't move."

Bending slightly at the waist, she pushed the offensive material the rest of the way down my legs until they pooled at my ankles, dragging her tongue down my stomach as she went. I made quick work of kicking them the rest of the way off. She placed a small kiss on the very center of my head and flicked her tongue down my slit, lapping the small trickle of pre cum that had already seeped out. I drew in a sharp breath and a shiver ran from my shoulders to my feet. I was painfully hard and she was teasing me relentlessly.

I fucking loved it.

She straightened her back and took a few small steps backwards toward the glass door of the shower. When her back touched the now foggy glass, she shrugged her shoulders very slightly and the robe fell to the floor. She stepped into the shower and backed herself up against the tiles.

I could not take my eyes off her. I had never wanted anything as badly as I wanted her at that second. But she wasn't finished with me just yet.

"Edward, last night was the most amazing night of my life." Her hands slid up her stomach and cupped her breasts tightly as she continued. "My husband made love to me. It was the most beautiful experience of my life," she rolled her nipples between her fingers and pinched, "but I want something a little different this morning."

I stalked toward her, gripping my cock in my hands and pumping slightly. Her eyes widened as she noticed my motion. She licked her lips and then stared me directly in the eye as she raised a single finger and beckoned me forward.

My arms wrapped around her the moment I stepped into the spray of the hot water. She kissed me passionately, her tongue begging entrance to my mouth. My hands slid down her now slick back and I pulled her flush to my chest. I thrust myself against her and she moaned loudly, her head falling back directly into the shower of water from above.

I traced a line of water as it beaded on her collarbone and then ran down her chest and over her breast. Without removing my hands, I bent forward to capture the drop from the very tip of her nipple as it threatened to fall. I alternated between sucking and licking the freesia tinted moisture from her body until I could feel her legs tremble.

I felt her hand leave my neck, and I was momentarily disappointed in the loss of contact. Until I realized where that hand was moving. I felt her fingers slide down between our bodies and come to rest between her own legs. I felt her movements against my shaft. I would have know the second she slid her fingers between the slick folds of her sex from the addictive aroma that filled the air, even if I hadn't been able to feel her fingers moving.

God, she was killing me.

She let out a small whimper as her fingers moved faster over her clit, her knuckles rubbing against the base of my cock, now pressed between our bodies. With her left hand, she slowly trailed her fingers from the nape of my neck and across my chest. She gave a slight shove and I pulled back to look at her.

"Lean against the wall."

I did.

With a torturously slow movement, she brought the fingers from between her legs and to my mouth. I immediately sucked her fingers in, swirling my tongue over every drop of her sweet juice. I moaned at the taste as it invaded my senses.

And then she curled the tip of her fingers over my bottom teeth and pressed down. I tasted the tiny drops of blood as the skin of her fingers opened against the sharpness of my teeth. She pulled her fingers from my mouth, never looking at the blood that gathered in small drops.

"Last night my husband made love to me, but this morning, I want my vampire to fuck me," she purred as she wiped the small drops of blood across her bottom lip and down her chin.

God fucking damn…she did not just…ffuuuuucccckkkk!

BPOV

I knew it was a risky thing to do. But my mind had conjured images of Edward doing so many different, wickedly delicious things to my body that I simply couldn't resist. Besides, I rationalized to myself, had he not told me before that blood and sex went hand in hand for vampires.

He stared at me for a split second before his eyes went completely black. The features of his beautiful face transformed slightly and I looked back into the face of my predator. He was still inhumanly beautiful, but he took on a much more dangerous appearance.

Without a sound or word, he pushed me hard against the cold tiles of the shower, my hands pinned above my head. He covered my mouth with his and sucked my bottom lip forcefully before moving down my chin. The groan that he made was utterly sexy and utterly terrifying at the same time. It had worked. My vampire had arrived.

He gathered my hands into one of his own, his grip tight as an iron manacle. With his free hand, he reached up and squeezed my fingertips, causing a few more drops of blood to fall onto my shoulders. His mouth immediately sought out the drops and he sucked against my skin with enough force to brand me.

I had never been wetter or more turned on in my entire life.

Faster than should be possible, he spun me around and pressed my chest hard against the tile. His right arm snaked its way around my waist, his left still holding my hands above my head. I was lost in the power of his presence as his cock pressed against my ass. I could feel the head slide against my lower back as he thrust himself against me.

"Are you sure you still want your vampire," he growled in my ear as he thrust harder. The feral tone of his voice was matched only by my own lust and need for him.

"Yes… Edward, please…" I need him inside of me. Now.

His mouth went to my neck, and I couldn't tell if he was kissing or licking or sucking his movements were so quick. I arched my back against him, silently begging him to enter me.

His right arm, strong and frightening, ran roughly up the side of my body, over my rib cage and under my arm. He harshly pulled my right shoulder up with a jerk and curled his hand around the back of my neck, effectively locking me into place. I could not have moved an inch, even if my body had wanted to. His left hand released my hands from above my head and quickly trailed down to my left thigh. His fingers easily hitched around my knee. The force of his pull was staggering as he wrenched my leg up and pressed it against the wall. My hands were now free from his grip, but with nowhere to place them, I grabbed hold of the metal towel rod over my head.

There were no seductive caresses or gentle kisses as he pushed himself into me fully. The moment I felt him enter me, filling me as only he could, my orgasm swept over my entire body. I screamed his name as he pulled out almost completely. Unlike last night, he didn't pause to allow me time to adjust to his massive size. He thrust into me roughly, over and over and over. Deep and throbbing and all consuming.

His pace never slackened or quickened. Every stroke pushed deeper and deeper into me and I lost the ability to speak coherently I was so consumed by the pleasure of him. I could hear his growls as they grew in his chest. Each one louder and more primal than the last. I could feel my own juices running down my leg as he slammed into me again and again.

"Please…oh, God…please," I begged him. Exactly what I was begging him for I wasn't sure. More? Harder? Deeper? To cum? The answer was all of the above.

His mouth brushed my ear as he leaned forward, never ceasing his powerful thrusts.

"Do you want to cum again, my Bella?" His voice was almost foreign it was so low.

"Yes, Edward please."

"No." He pulled out and spun me around to face him in the same movement. He lifted me up, his hands on my ass, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he slid into me again. "Grab the bar above you," he commanded.

He picked up right where he'd left off when he'd pulled away from me. Only now I could stare at him as he pumped into me again and again. His eyes were still black as onyx and his face was tight with the intensity of his movements.

"You,"…thrust… "are,"…thrust… "mine,"… thrust.

I nodded my head at his words and whimpered loudly.

"Say it. Who do you belong to Bella?"

"You. Only you. Always you."

"Mine. Only mine. Always mine."

His hips slowed just a little and I could feel the muscles in his stomach tighten. He bent his knees slightly, changing the angle of his penetration and I cried out.

"Edward, please…"

His face broke out in a wicked smile as he watched me plead with him for release. I watched him as his jaw tightened and I felt his fingers dig deeper into my skin. I would have fingerprints on my butt later, but I was perfectly fine with being marked as his.

I released my right hand from the metal rail above me and brought it to my mouth. I placed the small stretch of skin between my thumb and forefinger between my teeth and bit down hard. The pain shot straight up my arm and I could taste the blood in my mouth as I broke through the skin. His eyes widened, whether at my actions or to the smell I didn't know, and darkened even further.

I threw my arm around him with my elbow directly behind his neck. He pulled me flush against his chest and held me so tightly it bordered on pain. His hips never once ceased their movements or broke their rhythm.

"You're going to cum for me now and when you do, I want the whole fucking world to know your mine. I want you to scream it," he hissed.

I brought my hand, now covered in blood from my own bite, to his mouth and smeared the crimson over his lips. He inhaled deeply one time and then locked his lips around the gash. His teeth never touched me, but the force of his suction as he pulled from my hand was incredible. With every mouthful, he lifted my hips away from him and then slammed them back against him.

I came so hard that I nearly lost consciousness. Wave after wave crashed over me. I screamed his name over and over as each new shudder ran through my body.

I felt him pull his mouth away from my hand at the same moment that he tensed. I felt him swell within me and then with a final thrust, he released deep inside of me. The roar that he let out was nothing short of terrifying.

After several seconds, he staggered back against the opposite wall and leaned his head back, the water running over his face and across his chest. A thin trickle of pink ran down his body as the spray took the blood on his lips and washed it away. His breathing was as labored as mine. He slid down the wall slowly with me still impaled on him. I loosened my grip on his neck and leaned back on my hands, trying to catch my breath. His hands still gripped my waist and my legs were shaking from the force of my orgasm.

When he opened his eyes, they had returned to their beautiful gold. I was briefly concerned that they might be tinged with red, but as I stared at him, there was nothing but the ochre that I'd dreamed about for so long. His face was still tight but his eyes were wide with his thoughts.

"Jesus, Bella, do you actually have a death wish. I'm well aware that you have little to no sense of self preservation, but God damn." His breathing still had not returned to normal.

"Are you mad?"

"Not mad…just…stunned. What in the hell possessed you to do that?" He reached his hand up behind him and turned the knob of the shower until the water ceased to rain down on us.

"Did you not like it?" I was starting to worry. But he leaned his body forward and gently kissed me.

"Bella, fuck, of course I loved it, but baby, do you have any idea how easily I could have lost control? That was extraordinarily dangerous, even for you."

"I knew you wouldn't loose control though. And I knew that my blood would be the one thing in the world that could make it more pleasurable for you. I wanted you to feel as much as you made me feel last night."

He hugged me to his chest and kissed my shoulder.

"You are amazing Bella Cullen. I love you so much."

"I love you too, baby."

"Come on; let's clean your hand up. That's got to hurt."

"Yeah, a little. Can't you do that thing with your tongue again?"

He smiled wickedly and cocked his eyebrow at me.

"So soon, don't you need a few minutes to recuperate?"

I laughed at his innuendo. We rose from the tub and stepped out into the now completely steam filled room. I opened the door to let in some cooler air as he handed me a towel. I wrapped it around myself, tying it in a knot under my arm as I walked out into the bedroom. He, on the other hand, simply ran the towel over his wet hair a couple of times and then across his chest and shoulders before throwing it to the corner of the room.

I stared at his rock solid ass as he made his way to the bed and lay down on his side.

"Come here; let me look at your hand."

I held it out to him as I sat next to him on the mattress. I was immensely glad to have his naked body to stare at, rather than the gouge in my hand. He turned my hand over a couple of times, looking at it from every angle before he sighed loudly.

"I don't think it's a good idea to try and seal this. You bit very deeply and there is still a lot of blood. I think it's too dangerous to…"

"But Edward, you just drank from my hand. How could it be more dangerous to seal it?"

"The fact that I did feed from you is why it's too dangerous baby. I only barely managed to stop and only then because I came like a freight train," he smirked.

A knock at the door pulled both our gazes to the door. I looked at him with my brows pulled together in confusion.

"Carlisle. Alice must have sent him. Go put your robe on."

I ran to the bathroom and pulled the robe from its pile in the floor. It was damp from the steam of the shower, but it felt good against my overheated skin. I picked up Edward's discarded jeans and brought them to him.

He was still buttoning them when he opened the door. Carlisle stood in the doorway, small black case in hand, looking very sheepish. He took in Edward's shirtless stance and them me on the bed in my robe. He rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably before stepping into the room.

"Alice said that Bella might need me." He wouldn't meet either of our faces as he stepped into the room. Edward looked at me, both eyebrows pulled high on his forehead in amusement.

We both burst out laughing at the same time. I'm sure I blushed as he stepped to the bed and sat down. I opened my mouth to try and give him some excuse, but he held his hand up to stop me.

"Just please, don't tell me how this happened. Alice informed me that it shocked her, so I really don't want to know." He looked over his shoulder at Edward and continued, "She also said to tell you to order more room service because Bella would need to eat again."

Edward sat down beside me and kissed my temple, still chuckling.

"Welcome to the family with no secrets, love. This one should make Cullen folklore."

Chapter Notes: Let me hear it guys. It makes me all fuzzy and warm to hear what you have to say. I am going to try my hardest to get you at least one more chapter today. But we are very near the end and I want the ending to be just right. If I can't get it out today, Monday you guys will get two.