Karma's A Witch

'Are you sore?'

Chapter Thirty-Four

6:35 pm, Saturday

November 15th

Edward's cold nose presses into my neck and I moan happily. 'Wake up, Witchling. I apologize it took me so long to return to you. We caught up with my siblings on the second day.' Through my still slumbering mind, I half process what he's said but fighting against waking up. It's too early to wake up.

'I miss you.' I tell dream Edward, pressing my body flush against my dream vampires. He felt cold, usually, he's room temperature in my dreams. 'I want you to take my virginity.' I tell him, and when my vampires chest rumbles against mine I flinch. Oh shit! I sit up in bed, blushing like never before and trying to cover my bra and pantie clad body with my blanket. He's here, I wasn't dreaming him up as I have been!

His eyes are black, he's frozen in place on my bed. He did that when he was surprised sometimes. His stone hard body would imitate a statue until he processed what I said. Shit. Oh shit. I told him I was a virgin, not only that, I asked him to take it. No, I told him that I wanted him to take it. Was that worse or better? Asking him or stating my feelings? Damn my sleepy brain and my dirty dreams!

'Just... forget about that... Sorry.' I sounded squeaky in my own head so no doubt Edward heard it the same way. My face was seconds away from exploding it was burning so bad. I was likely tomato red and the longer Edward stayed frozen the more the butterflies in my stomach started to hurt. What did I do? He'd just gotten okay with teething me every other day or so, which is amazing from the orgasm side effect but the guy couldn't kiss me. I didn't want to push him into sleeping with me when he couldn't handle our mouths touching.

Shit. Shit.

Shit on a toadstool.

'Witchling.' I expected it to come out like a tortured warning, instead, it sounded like a drowning man, one tethered in the ocean with everyone he had loved having already dropped off the edge. I would swim to him then, I would save him as he saved me over and over. 'If I hurt you... If I...' Usually I'm the one lost in thought and trailing off in his head. This is, as far as I remember, the first time I've made Edward frazzled like this.

If we were discussing the if's and when's of virginity giving then I needed to be brave. I found a middle ground between shying away and courage by bending my legs off the bed, facing the dresser while speaking to Edward. There, it was like he wasn't here. I can't see him, so he must be elsewhere.

'I don't think you will.' My voice sounded soft and scared. That wasn't what he needed to be reassured. 'I'd like to be closer to you. It doesn't have to be all or nothing. We could kiss again, or just lay together with no... uh, clothes.' I'm glad I'm facing away from Edward and pinch my eyes closed afraid to hear his rejection. He'd disappear again like after our first willing kiss and after he licked my thigh. My vampire ran when he fought himself, so talking about it seemed like a good idea. Preparation is key.

'Wee one.' My vampire whispers like a caress in my head. He rarely calls me that, but when he does I know it's with some care, he always sounds so soft and determined. 'More than anything, I want to drown in you... kiss you, how your tongue felt against my fangs... it was too much, I wanted to-, Bella I-.' I was afraid he vanished, that he would leave before we finished talking so spun around, with nerves stirring in my belly.

He golden eyes were narrowed in contemplation but when he took in my face, his eyes searching mine, he softened. 'Let me drown in you.' I reacted how I normally do, unattractively. My mouth popped audibly, my face grew hotter and I instinctively tried to cover my exposed skin. I had no experience with this so when Edward took over, I relaxed some. 'If you want more, I will try, wee one. If it gets to be too much, if I feel my control slipping, I'll have to go.'

Edward wanted me to agree, to tell him I understood so I nodded, biting my lip. His eyes closed, his hand ran through his rust-colored locks and I watched his body. The way his muscles jumped under his alabaster skin. His nose flared and I wondered if he could scent out my arousal already. I lusted after this man, this vampire, more than I've ever lusted after anyone.

Goddess help me.

If he turned away, if he ran and left me writhing in want, I might implode. My need coiled in me, digging deeper and I wanted to reach out to him. I refrained. If I pushed him to do this before he was ready he'd run, this had to be on Edwards terms. I am suffering in silence and stillness as I waited for my vampire to make the first move. I was aching, Edward was taking in my body with agonizing slowness. He eyes roamed and I wished so desperately for his fingers to follow where his eyes looked. I forced my arms to drop away from instinctively trying to cover myself up. If my vampire wanted to look at me, he could. If my vampire wanted anything that I could give, I would give it.

Slowly, Edward moved toward me like I was a frightened animal ready to flee at the first sign of danger. He brushed his hand across the back of mine resting on the bedding. Tingles and want spread from his touch up from my arm and then straight down to my core. Edward's nose flared and I blushed. His long fingers wrap around the same hand and he guides me to lay down again, to resume my position in bed just moments before.

I silently made a reminder to thank Bree for her sleepwear advice. She was right about the underwear sets. Hopefully, she wasn't using her knowledge of the opposite sex against my innocent little brother though.

All thoughts, my nerves, everything that happened in the last couple of days fled from my mind when Edward's knees straddled mine. He was upright, looking at my flushed skin like I was an oasis and he was dying from thirst. Actually, he probably was, he's been gone for a few days and I doubt he fed on any animals when he knew I was waiting. I never felt so pretty, no, beautiful. My self-consciousness reared its ugly head and I moved my hands to cover up my body knowing that Edward had already seen it all, and vampires don't forget.

'Do not hide from me, wee witchling.' His cold fingers gently push my arms away and his touch stays on my flesh, leaving spinning waves of desire through me. This was intimate. It wasn't a teeth-orgasm where he quickly brings me over the edge and I reciprocate through our clothes... but the start of something better, something more intense. This is affection and I wasn't used to it being so personal.

His fingers explore every part of my exposed flesh, avoiding the parts covered by my bra and panties. I arch when he dips down, careful not to touch me with anything but his hands. He caresses my back, his nose dips between my breasts and my heart flutters faster. I can feel his lips curl against my flesh.

'Take off your shirt.' I tell him, he wastes no time, using vampire speed to pull the cotton off and toss it before finding the exact spot his fingers had left to do what I had asked. This is slowly turning into torture. The ache in me was burning and I recognized the need, I needed to touch myself but this time I wanted it to be Edward to bring me to orgasm.

His bare chest presses down on mine, I arched into him gasping at the sensation. He was cold, but that wasn't the main reason for my reaction. His chest against mine was like a defibrillator jolt to my body, only more arousing and less violent. Edward felt it too, the electricity passing between us and he growls, his chest rumbling against mine. I liked that, I liked feeling his reactions to me.

Getting braver I touched him back, my hands finding his sides and I followed them up to his ribs and then up across his back. Where I was soft, he was hard. I wanted to ask if he liked this or if he found me attractive but I didn't want to stop and I felt like that line of questioning would lead to less touching. His back rippled under my fingers and soon his head had fallen forward to rest between my own head and my shoulder. His harsh, quick breaths tickled my ear and a short giggle escaped me before I could stop it.

Edward pulls back, mirth in his dark hungry eyes and he studied my face with them. My hands drop to my sides and I appreciated his chest while I can before he moves down my body, his fingers slipping under my hips, his thumbs almost touching before he explores downward. His long fingers expertly massaged my behind, the sensation more intense because he is there with both thumbs on the edges of my panties. If he moved them about an inch toward each other he would be right. there.

He knew what he was doing, he had experience with this and I wanted to ask him how much experience he had. He moved on, his fingers driving me crazy as he moves around my upper thighs, anywhere but where I need him to be. I groan, frustrated and driven crazy.

'My tongue knows this spot, witchling.' I shudder, my insides grasping at nothing but reminding me painfully that I desperately wanted to grip at Edward's manhood. I remembered the day in our backyard that his tongue had grazed the spot his fingers were torturing. 'Have you been touched before, Bella?' He used my name. I try and hold back my reaction and bite my lip to do so.

'You are the first. The first everything.' It's whispered, hushed and lust filled. Edward's eyes flash to mine at my tone. Since he asked first, I feel comfortable asking back. 'Have you... done this before?' His fingers stop, both on opposite sides of my knees. He was in the process of touching every square of uncovered skin, having made it to my legs.

'Do you mean to ask if I am also a virgin?' I nod. My lip pleading and protesting to get out from between my teeth. I didn't know what I wanted his answer to be. He was over a hundred, the probability of us being the same is slim and in his earlier years, he wasn't as kind or self-aware as he is now. 'No, Witchling, I am not. But now that I have you before me I wish I could tell you yes.' He paused before whispering in my head again, moving his long cold fingers down both sides of my calves to stop at my ankles. 'Since I've met you I've wished I hadn't done many things.' Oh no, Edward thought I judged him?! His touch was less intense now, his eyes pinched closed. I shouldn't have asked! I needed to bring him back to me.

'But then you wouldn't be you.' I say. 'What you've been through, it brought you to me, and I like you.' He chuckled aloud, moving across my body to dip his nose into the curve of my neck. I wanted him to bite me. He does, but his fangs don't puncture me. He runs the elongated teeth to my collarbone, grazing them over my right shoulder than down my chest plate, he kisses me between my breast. I was glad he was back again but my stomach turned and if I didn't find release soon, I'd bite my lip off unintentionally.

I desperately pushed against him but his hands hold me still as he teeth moved downward, across my ribs, over my stomach and up the other side of my ribs before coming between my breast. His fangs were more erotic than his fingers, the sharp points following the base and leaving me keening like a kitten in heat. His chilled tongue lapped at his spot just below my breast and if he wasn't holding me down I would have arched but my gasping moan couldn't be stopped. Edward was bringing forth my baser side where my pleasure was all that mattered and I was on the edge, ready to do whatever he wanted if he would just... ah!

His fangs moved lower, stopping at my belly button to lap inside of it, his tongue moving in intricate designs I couldn't focus on from my cores reactions. He was playing my body like an instrument he's been playing and studying all his life. Edward is a sex expert. Sexpert. Not for the first time I wondered if he lied and could read my mind. It would explain why he knew exactly what to do for me to feel this much need.

He moved lower. My breaths were panting bursts of heat. My cells were beyond sensitive and the sheet below me rubbed underneath me with each jagged intake of breath. I fought my own moans, Carlisle and Emmett had super hearing and I didn't know where they were located so didn't want them to hear me react so instinctively. All breathing stopped when his fangs tugged at my panties. Edward grinned, his lips curving against my flesh and my heart started beating again, frantic with need just like the rest of my body. Instead of going further down as I begged in my mind, I was careful not to let the thoughts slip to Edward, he traced along the elastic of my underwear.

Goddess! Oh please, goddess! Why is he tormenting me so! Why!? I wanted to cry, I felt my throat bob and my eyes prickle but it didn't stop Edward. Was he trying to make me beg? Did he want me to tell him what I wanted? What game is this? I just wanted to go further, I wanted to feel him! Edwards' tongue swiped down the inseam where the inside of my thigh met my panties. The gasp that resulted, without my permission for it to be released, made Edward pull away altogether.

'No! Oh please, Edward.' I tell him in his head. He growls between my legs, copying his tongue's movements on the other side's inseam granting my request. My panting increased and tears sprang forth. Edward is torturing me. If he was asking for information, I'd have broken right now, spilling all my secrets. I was drenched, my panties didn't stand a chance and when Edward's cold nose pressed into my core I bucked as much as I could with his hands holding my hips in place.

'You are intoxicating, Isabella.' He used my full first name, he... Oh, goddess. His nose pressed down a fraction harder on the thin fabric of my panties the only thing between us and I wished I had any external magic because I'd have disintegrated our clothes at this point. My body was on the edge. If he pressed down one more time I'd orgasm on his face. He seemed to know this, pulling away and sitting up to look at me.

Are you kidding me? Desperate and angry tears were streaming down my cheeks.

'Ask me Witchling.' He says, his voice harsh as if I've been the one tormenting him this whole time. Are you kidding? I just had to ask and this torture would have been over? 'Say it, I will not do anything you don't ask of me first. You asked for this, now ask for more.' I flush, pinching my eyes closed and cursing myself. How was I supposed to know the rules if he never told them to me? If I could growl I would be.

Damn him.

'Ask me, Witchling.' Edward hissed in my head, pulling my head off the pillow by the strong hands on my hips moving my entire body down toward him. I didn't respond, arching my hips and reveling in the ocean of need inside of me slowly building with the tension. 'Ask me or I will mark you here.' His hand moves devastatingly slow from my hip to the place on my thigh above where he licked. He wants my blood and I know just what I'm going to ask of him.

'Mark me there, vampire.' I sound needy and hushed. 'Claim me.' My vampire growls, his hands gripping, one on my hip and one of my thigh before he moves to my knees, to open for him. I flush brighter, biting my lip.

'You will be the death of me, wee witchling.' Before I can think about or even process his words the fangs I love so dearly are pressed against my thigh. His tongue marks it first, a lazy circle before I fell the harsh bite of pleasure. Teeth-orgasms have always been intense and amazing but after Edward had brought me so close before letting me plateau off, this orgasm was far more. Just more. I screamed his name as I was jolted out of my own body, the pleasure too intense, too much, for just one girl. As I came down with the waves in my blissful ocean slowly, fear crept up my spine.

We weren't lined up how we normally were when he teeth orgasmed me. He stopped drinking from me after I pressed against him, making him cum. How would he stop now when I couldn't reach his manhood? Oh shit! 'Edward?' I called out to him in my head. 'Edward!' He had it wrong. He would be the death of me.

While he was occupied and I fought my second orgasm rising in my sea I shuffled toward him grateful that the grip on my hip was easily pushed away. I reached for his hardness, Edward growled, then whimpered like he knew what he was doing but couldn't stop. He helped, flipping me closer so I could palm his dick still tucked in his pants. After two passes up and down his length, he gasped away from my thigh. We both let out a shuttered breath together.

"I understand why you soundproofed mine and Rose's room. Geez!" Emmett yelled from somewhere downstairs. "We'll get the spell ready, I don't want to wake up to that again!" Oh, my goddess. My face should be burning but I didn't have enough blood. "OH GODDESS, EDWARD!" Emmett mocked me in a high falsetto voice. I hoped I didn't sound like that.

Edward didn't pay any attention. He was frozen bent over the lower half of my body, his eyes were closed and his lips were pursed together in a thin line. Yeah, that was too intense followed by a fearful near-death experience. I was still shaking. Of course, I knew he'd take it harder than me. Edward was beating himself up over not being able to control his drinking. I sat up too quickly, feeling dizzy and lightheaded but I forced myself to sit in front of Edward and place both of my hands on either side of Edward's face.

'I- Bella, I can't.' He says, his eyes fluttering open, his long lashes brushing against the apples of his cheeks. My thumbs caressed upward, trying to get him to open up and tell me what was wrong. We'd just had an amazing experience... the end was scary a little but we'd get used to it, we had just learned an important lesson about having Edward's dick available to me when he was drinking from me. Big deal! Golden eyes suited him. If I wasn't already soaked down there I'd have gotten wet again.

'You've shown me what it's like.' He says, confusing the hell out of me. 'You've shown me how to be alive again and I keep... I keep endangering you. My world was in perpetual darkness before you came into it. Jasper... if he hadn't snapped me out of my deluded thoughts I might still be plotting your death when all you've ever shown me is acceptance... affection...'

His body straightened and I automatically followed his lead, a moon to his orbit. We were kneeling before one another, post orgasm and he was confessing himself. Before I knew what to do he had his arms around my waist and my knees were lifted off the bed as he brought me against him. As our bare chests met the same electric pulse arose in me. My arms went around his neck and I tucked my head in his nook.

'Forgive me, Bella. I've taken so much from you and given nothing in return. You've accepted me into your life so easily and I struggle. I can't take your virginity wee witchling. Not until I can face you as an equal. Not until I've earned the place at your side you have so willingly given to me.' My eyes fill. It was so... us. He is his harshest critic.

'You've saved me from Werewolves on two occasions. You fought yourself for weeks to stay away from me because you knew you would kill me if you found me too soon. You've stopped your own siblings from hurting me. You've fought your own nature to be this close to me so I know we aren't equal.' He shudders below me but I wasn't finished. I wasn't talking about him. 'You have it backward Edward. I owe you my life three times over the least I can do is give you the only gift I have to offer.' His chest rumbles low but he doesn't pull back or respond for a long moment.

'I can't lose you, witchling, especially at my own hand.' He sounds determined and I will scream if he puts a lockdown on teeth-orgasms. Before he can think any more words to me I pull back to look him in the eyes with both my hands on his shoulders. He didn't loosen his own grip around me.

'Don't you dare make any decisions for me!' I tell him, narrowing my eyes at him. He is too beautiful to stay mad at. His eyes were expressive right now. Usually, I can't tell what he's feeling. My vampire is vulnerable. 'We'll talk about this later when we both have time to cool down. I know you're worried but I can handle this, I can handle you. Our swapped souls will make sure we're compatible in this way.'

This relaxes him. His golden eyes melt and I follow his lead and melt in his arms, smiling at him. Edward is a worrier. Before he can think too deep into this, I press my lips against his and just feel him against me. 'Too bad we didn't get you all the way undressed.' I whisper to him and he gasps his mouth opening just enough for his cool breath to mingle with my warmth. Taking advantage I swipe my tongue against his right fang and they both elongate instantly. 'Ready to go again?' I ask, chuckling against his mouth.

He groans like a dying man. 'Witchling.' He warns and I pull back playfully still feeling light-headed. 'Lets shower and then see how Rose is doing.' He reminds me and just like that my feet touch the ground again. I was hoping to float with Edward in bliss for a few minutes longer. But then I replay his words.

'Wait, like shower together?' I ask hopefully, grinning and biting my lip simultaneously. Edward growls again, moving me with vampire speed to the door to my bathroom.

'You tempt me in so many ways, witchling.' He hisses as he presses my back against the bathroom door, his breath on my neck. His long fingers graze against my damp panties and I gasp with my eyes pinched closed. Then he's gone, just like that, going in the direction of the hot spring he'd brought me too not so long ago. I pout. We could have both gone. I fold my arms over my basically naked self and wonder when I became so brave and forward with him? I shake my head and go to take my shower.

11:24 pm, Saturday

November 15th

Tomorrow morning Charlie wants to meet Edward, a picnic at first beach. It's so cold but since they are a family of shifters the cold doesn't bother them. I wasn't going to remind them that I wasn't the same as them since I don't want them to stop treating me like an equal. It would kill me if they started saying things like 'well I don't think Bella can do that' or treat me with infant gloves.

I mean, I'm not like them but I like that they don't seemed bothered with it. It isn't a factor in their minds.

Bree was going to be there. She'd gushed at me over the phone about how Charlie actually took her advice and started looking into setting up a school on the reservation. Seth seemed pretty excited about it too. Leah said Seth and Bree were inseparable. He stood up for her when the other shifters started calling her names and ever since everyone had calmed down about her being a little Werewolf. I was glad to hear it. Leah is ungrounded but I don't think she learned her lesson. She seems pretty keen on getting with Sam again.

Edward was fast approaching and I was nervous about asking him. I didn't want to ask from so far away. We did talk and cuddle after we'd both washed off. Edward beat me of course. He had to run for miles but I still took longer in my shower. His vampire speed came in handy sometimes. After an hour or so though, he met up with Jasper to go over what had happened while they were both away. Apparently, they had something to share with all of us.

Emmett was still giving me shit about hearing my orgasm. I've had three smoothies today and I was still thirsty and I missed Rose. Carlisle said she was going to come out of it, that her body just needed to rest so she had shut down to deal. At least he wasn't acting weird around me. He probably knew though that bonded couples did this sort of thing.

When Emmett mocked me again for the fortieth time Esme finally snapped at him to stop it, making him whimper as only bears can. "She just blushes so easily," he said and Esme scowled retorting quickly. "I'll be sure to tell her stories about when you and Rose's room wasn't soundproof. You scream like a girl when you- well you know." I flushed even harder than if they had been talking about me but Emmett just laughed deeply. I fled, leaving the lab all together to get away from this open family. I mean coven.

Well, they acted more like a family, that's for sure.

"Are you sore?" Alice asked as I walked into the kitchen for the fourth time to mix another drink. Edward did take my blood today. Too much. We had to make sure I could get him to cum while he was drinking from me in the future so this didn't happen again. It didn't take much while so blood stimulated, so it shouldn't be so hard to maneuver next time. I glared at my cousin.

"We didn't do it!" I tell her, rolling my eyes as I pull out the ice cream, milk, and chocolate mix. Since I couldn't gain weight I've been taking advantage of it by drinking milkshakes and smoothies. Rose was still the best at making them though. I missed her. Did I mention that already? Still, I was thinking if I convert liquid straight to blood, chocolate flavoring might tempt Edward even more. "We just... did other stuff." I flush, my blush back. I'd never return to a normal color at this rate!

Alice grins nudging me with her elbow. "It sucks there are few secrets around here, huh?" She asks before her smile fades. "Well apart from secret societies, werewolves living in our warehouse and cursed fetuses." She sighs. Alice and I had been left out on important knowledge around here. "Yeah. No secrets here." I smiled sadly at her as I dig out some freezer hardened vanilla.

"Sucks being the bottom of the power scale, huh?" I ask her and instantly we're grinning at one another. We've had this talk so many times on which of us were more badass and still, we come out pretty even. After Rose gave me that black eye though, we both agreed that fighting wasn't in the cards for us.

"Edward is coming, Jasper is probably with him." A moment after I announce their presence to Alice, Edward is pulling me away from the hard ice cream and scooping it out for me. He has the mixture blending in a few blinks of the eye and I wave at Jasper across the room. Jasper still isn't comfortable here. I remember when Edward was first around and being inside was something he avoided. For Jasper, I think it was from all the blood. His fangs were always hard where Edward's only seemed hard when we were... uh, drinking and touching intimately. Had we reached third base? I mean... he didn't go down on me. We hadn't even kissed except at the end. Where in the relationship spectrum are we?

'Emmett gave you a hard time today. I'll speak with him.' Edward says in my brain with a harsh edge to his tone. He hands me my shake before addressing the room. "Let's go to the lab, everyone should be around for this." His hand goes to my lower back and I'm rushed out the door. Wait, what's he going to do to Emmett? He just... well it's in Emmett's hardware to joke about anything that makes other people uncomfortable. The way Edward said it, I doubt he'd just be talking to Emmett.

To change topics I bite my lip and ask Edward to hold on. Jasper and Alice go on ahead of us, walking three feet from one other. Alice looks back at me, giving me an encouraging smile not even knowing what I'm going to ask Edward.

When they are inside the garage I look up at my vampire who is already calmly looking down at me. I gulp. Butterflies fluttering in my thirsty stomach. 'Today you had to drink more than you ever had before.' I flush, how could he possibly know, he's been away when I'd been gulping back my drinks. Just say it, Swan.

'Will you meet my family?' I ask him. Flushing and looking down at my boots. The sky opens up and sprinkles us with cold wet drops but I don't move from my spot. 'My father planned a picnic for us. A meet and greet tomorrow afternoon.'

Edward cups my chin, forcing me to look up at him, drops of rain splashing on both of our faces. 'It would be right and proper of me to meet your father. I could state my intentions. Then I can officially start courting you, which does mean to pursue you romantically.' I flush under his intense golden gaze. 'Were you nervous to ask me?' I bite my lip and nod.

'It's like a date, that I asked you on instead of you asking me.' His right eyebrow arches and he moves his thumb to pull my bottom lip from between my teeth.

'Yes. I suppose it is.' He states. 'But in today's times, women are just as active in the relationship pursuing as men, according to wikipedia.' He smirks and I laugh loudly before covering my mouth with the hand not holding my milkshake currently getting rain in it. I can't believe he wikipedia'd relationships! Edward covered my milkshake and guided me inside just before the rain got worse, thunder cracking in the sky.

'At night, you must not go anywhere without me.' Edward says, spinning me to face him as we duck into the garage. He's intense again, looking over his shoulder out the open door before scowling. 'Promise me, okay?' His happy mood was gone again. He'd been tense when he first arrived and he was tense again, now. What the hell was going on?

Was this about his siblings? Probably.

'I'll promise you anything.' I tell him, biting my lip again and looking down at my chocolate concoction. He growled and I realized I hadn't promised exactly. 'I promise at night, I'll stay inside unless I'm with you.' Edward's face is still staring intently at mine and I reevaluate thinking I promised him wrong again. Instead, his eyes go dark and his fangs elongate in his parted mouth. I instantly feel myself get slick for him.

'I'm the only one allowed to bite that plump little lip of yours, wee one.' He says with velvet smoothness. My mouth pops open in shock releasing my swollen lip like I'm sure he intended, before I grin like a mad lady. Orgasm by kissing! Bring it on, Edward. He can bite me whenever and wherever he wants!