Author's Note: Okay, okay, I put these two through a storm of shit so whatya say we slow it down and let em simmer for a few? A big thank you to everyone who has read, reviewed, followed and favorited! Y'all will never know how happy it makes me! Also, I am going to keep doing the playlists but I'm going to be making a Facebook group and I will be posting them there! I'll post about it here when I do :)
Until then, enjoy the citrus! ;)
XX, Dani
Chapter 8:
Somewhere along the line, Bella realized just how strong she was and decided to take advantage of it. In the blink of an eye she had flipped from being underneath me to on top, when she leaned to grab the headboard and it crumbled in her hands. In my fit of triumph at finally getting her to be the one to break something, I bucked my hips up, roaring victoriously and both of us shattering into yet another climax. I should have been finished, finally satisfied after countless climaxes, but I was nowhere close.
We were both dissolving into a fit of laughter while we came down, momentarily, from our sex-charged high. "Remind me again, love? What was that you were saying about not damaging any property?"
"Oh, shut up, it's still your fault," She said, swatting my playfully on the chest. The sight of her pert breasts hovering just above my face knowing that I was still buried deep inside her was positively sinful. "I need a shower. Think you can handle taking one with me, now?"
"Oh, my darling, not even the fires of hell itself could stop me."
Before the change, though I was enjoying my wife in many ways, there were still certain things I wouldn't allow myself to do with her. One of these things included showering with her. I was well aware that the heat and steam would increase her scent to a point that I wasn't sure I would have been able to handle. I wouldn't be able to get away from it in such a small enclosed space, and considering what had transpired, it seemed to be a good thing that I had avoided it.
Within seconds, Bella and I were in the bathroom and she was messing with the tap. Our hair still had some mud and dirt in it from our hunting adventure earlier in the day. The shower at Isle Esme was one of the best showers I had ever been in, with two shower heads coming out of each of the three walls, and one giant rainfall shower head coming straight down from the ceiling, with a large glass sliding door. Bella had gushed about how much she loved this particular shower after our first time together. It was the only time I could recall seeing her very interested in anything material, and I had already made sure Esme knew that there needed to be a comparable one in the cottage being built for us back home.
Bella turned to me with a wicked smile, bringing her finger up and motioning in a "come here" fashion while she simultaneously stepped back into the cascading water. My body had a mind of its own, following her without taking my eyes from that enticing skin of hers. The warm water first hit her shoulder, steam instantly emanating as a result of the hot water hitting her cool skin, and I watched every drop trickle down her body. Across her collarbone, a bit of it pooling in the contours, then dripping down her chest, between her breasts, over her rosy nipples, down the smooth planes of her stomach, then down to meet the wetness between her legs. I could have sworn that I actually licked my lips at the sight of her.
Once I was under the water with her I wasted no time tracing my hands over the path that my eyes had just finished traveling. Bella threw her head back, a small moan escaping her lips. I wasn't sure if it was because of the sensations from the water on her skin or my hands. Likely both. I felt her hands on my hips, her thumbs tracing the indentations that my muscles made and then traveling up. Every touch was positively electric, radiating pleasure from the point that her fingers made to my skin all the way up to the top of my head and the tips of my toes.
I took my time at first, enjoying touching with nothing but our hands. Slow, teasing, loving every inch of each other's bodies. I vowed to myself that before our time was up here, I would kiss and taste every last inch of the beautiful woman in front of me. I brought my hands up to her hair, already slightly damp from the steam and droplets splashing off of us. With a gentle tug, I pulled her head back into the water, massaging her scalp. A low hum escaped her lips.
"We need to shower together more often," She sighed.
I chuckled and placed a kiss on her cheek. "Now that it's possible I don't think I'll ever let you shower alone again." I reached for the shampoo and worked it through her waist-length locks, now almost black from the water. Her hair had always been one of my favorite things about her, and I now noticed that it somehow had become longer during her change. "Bella, My love, you are so beautiful," I whispered, my gaze going from my fingers in her hair to her face.
With the look she gave me, I now knew what people had meant by the term 'bedroom eyes', though I seriously doubted that anyone had ever seen anything quite as intense as the ruby eyes that now looked into mine.
The air was heavy and warm, thick with the scent of her, but also with the scent of me. Our combined perfume did something to me that I couldn't quite explain. As if it reaffirmed something in me that we belonged together.
I was quite finished being gentle, only for the moment. My desire for Bella never faded. It certainly didn't go away altogether. But now I was being hit with a veritable tidal wave of greed that pertained only to my need to possess and devour my wife, and the look in her eyes told me that she had the same need.
Bella's hand wrapped around my neck, using that delightful new strength of hers to pull me down so our lips were only a few millimeters apart. A teasing smile fell on her lips and I watched, completely spellbound, as she took her tongue and traced my lower lip, before pulling it between her teeth and sucking. My chest vibrated with a growl and in a flash I had her pressed against the cool wall of the shower, grinding my erection against her.
She brought her leg up around my hip as our lips battled for control, attempting to angle me into her. "Uh, uh, uh, not yet my little vixen," I whispered against her lips, eliciting a whimper from her.
One of my hands remained in her hair, enjoying the command it gave me far too much, while the other came up to cup her round, soft breast. My thumb flicked over her erect nipple, causing another cry of pleasure from her. I was still well aware of her hands on me. Across my chest, around to my back, down to cup my rear. I was pretty sure that no one had ever touched me there on purpose before and it caused me to let out moans of my own.
When her head fell back, I tightened my grip on her hair, pulling hard, and hungrily licked and sucked the drops of water off her skin, leaving little nips along her collarbone.
"Edward, please…" She begged me. I loved making her beg.
"Not yet, love. Patience," Funny, coming from me, when the only thing I really wanted to do was delve deep inside her and never leave.
I captured her nipple between my lips, biting down until a hiss of pain came from her. I was quickly learning that she liked a bit of pain every now and again.
It took everything in me to pull away from her, but I had plans. Another whimper escaped her lips, now pouting. "Where are you going?" She whined.
"Get on your knees, Bella," I demanded, my voice low and husky with my need for her.
She didn't hesitate, such a good listener she was. I reached down to tilt her chin up to look at me. "You look so pretty on your knees, love. How much prettier you will be with me in your mouth," My thumb traced her lower lip and she surprised me by sucking the digit into her mouth. I felt her tongue swirl around the pad of my thumb, her eyes never leaving mine, and I very nearly came right then and there. "Ah, you are much naughtier than I ever gave you credit for, aren't you?"
Bella gave one nod, her lips smirking, and she reached out and wrapped her small hands around my shaft.
I groaned. "Now, my love, you've been a little greedy, haven't you? I've made you come so many times already. It's my turn. Make me come, Bella. I want you to let me do whatever I want to your pretty little face until I explode inside you, can you do that for me?"
I had never spoken to her in this way before. Sure, I had teased a bit here and there, but never to this level of vulgarity. If at any moment she seemed offended, I would have stopped. But every time I spoke the scent of her arousal only grew, and I knew that the water from the shower wasn't the only thing dripping down her thighs.
It took no more prompting for Bella to take me into her mouth. If I thought this felt good when she was human, my mind was absolutely blown with how it felt now. Her mouth was not hot, but now pleasantly warm, and the pressure of her sucking me was so much stronger now. I moaned while I watched her. It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen.
The next thing I knew, Bella had pushed her head all the way forward, somehow taking every inch of me into her throat. A small part in the back of me remembered a crude comment that Emmett had made about vampires not having a gag reflex. I thought it was a joke but it was now very evident that he had been entirely serious.
"Fuck, Bella," I groaned, then wrapped my hands in her hair to bury myself in further. This was one of those fantasies that I never let myself dream would come true. I held nothing back now as I thrust my member in and out of her throat. For a bit, Bella simply rested her hands on either of my thighs and took everything I was giving to her, looking up with the most nefarious look in her eyes. She was enjoying this and the knowledge of that was quickly building the pressure in me. She was getting very good at learning my body, so she took that cue to swallow which caused the muscles in her throat to tighten around me.
With an animalistic cry of release I pushed in one last time, spilling my venom into her and using my grip to hold her tight against me while I came. When I pulled out of her, already dying to thrust back in, she licked her lips of any remaining residue.
"My turn now?" She asked innocently.
Oh, what a wicked little temptress she was.
I said nothing and instead I used my grip in her hair to pull her back to a standing position, crushing my lips hungrily to hers and then turning her around to face the wall, Her rear pressed against my throbbing member that was already eagerly awaiting more. I let her hair go and took a few steps back, gripping her hips and pulling her so she was bending over in front of me. I was eager to check one more thing off my list of things I had never done with Bella. I had been too afraid to shatter her spine to enter her from behind before, but now she could give as good as she could take. No more reservations.
My hands ran over the pale, round orbs of her bottom, squeezing and kneading, savoring the new feeling of her. She was panting and moaning again. "Edward, please," She begged for the second time. "I can't take it anymore…" She pushed her hips back, as if searching to get me inside her.
I smirked and pulled my hand back, spanking her hard on either of her cheeks. She screamed in delight and I watched as her wetness leaked out of her. "You will get what you want when I decide to give it to you, and not a second sooner, do you understand?" As I spoke, my fingers made their way through her wet slit, darting over her clitoris.
Bella turned her head to look back at me and I noticed that she was biting her lip. "Mhm, yes… I...ah...I understand," she whimpered.
I had a devil on one shoulder, telling me to spend hours teasing her like this, and a fallen angel on the other side telling me that I wanted this just as bad as she did.
With no more thought in the matter, I buried myself into her in one swift thrust, reveling in the sound of her brazen cries. Wrapping her hair around my hand and pulling hard I pressed again and again and again, the sound of Bella's desperate screams, my grunts, and our bodies connecting in rapid succession reverberating off of the bathroom walls.
I felt her walls tightening around me, so with my free hand I went around to the front of her, finding that sensitive bundle of nerves at above our joining. "Ah, Edward...Fuck...Oh god, I'm…"
My lips were by her ear now. "I know, love," I growled. "You are so fucking sexy, do you know that? Come for me, Bella. Let me know how good I make you feel." It was hard to speak but it was so, so worth it to watch her reactions. The words tipped her over the edge and her screams grew somehow even louder, the vice like grip on me bringing me right along with her with an orgasm of my own. I didn't halt my efforts, though. We came together over and over again, until it was too much and Bella's hands on the walls of the shower crushed through the tiles, bringing a good portion of the wall down with it.
Quickly, I reached and turned the water off, erupting in a fit of laughter, and we fell into a heap on the shower floor. "Oh, Esme's going to be so angry with you," I scolded her.
Bella was chewing on her lip, looking away from me. "Yeah, well, we'll get it fixed," She was still panting and I knew that could she, she would be blushing furiously.
I pulled her face back to look at me, bringing her lips to mine. "Don't be ashamed, love. That didn't bother you, did it? I didn't go too far?"
She shook her head, beginning to smile. "Not at all. Remember when I said that I couldn't imagine sex getting better than when I was human?" I nodded. "Well, I was probably the stupidest person ever when I said that. Edward, that was hot. Extremely hot."
"I rather thought so."
"Who would have thought the 106-year-old virgin would be so good in bed?"
"Certainly not me, love. But you make it easy."
Esme and Carlisle left the very next day, wishing us a happy honeymoon, Esme silently hoping that we came home sooner rather than later. She was yearning to have her family complete again, now that Bella was one of us, but I wasn't yet willing to share. It was selfish, but since when had that stopped me? I also hadn't bothered to tell her about the further damage we had done on her shower. Before things were said and done we may just have to scrap this house and build Esme a whole new one.
Since their departure, Bella and I had done little more than attempt to set the world record for orgasms achieved. Knowing that we had the likes of Rosalie and Emmett to compete with, we had a long way to go, but we certainly weren't averse to giving it the old college try. Still, I had my moments where I wondered if I should do more for her. Marriage, after all, was about much more than just the physical act of love between a man and his wife. However, sex was usually so much more than sex between Bella and I. There was an unfathomable depth to it that I adored exploring, larger than all the oceans in the world. Wetter, too, I thought wryly.
When had I turned into such a satyromaniac? I suppose it all came down to Bella's control on me. Who wouldn't be completely enraptured in the captivating seductress that I had the privilege to love?
After a week, I began to worry that she was getting bored. This was not because she seemed to be, she certainly seemed as eager as I was, but because my more gentlemanly sensibilities told me that what we were doing was wrong. We did pause occasionally to talk and enjoy each other in more intellectual ways. So far she hadn't mentioned calling her parents, but eventually I was sure we would have to pause to take care of that. Those were waters we would have to tread carefully, what with her new symphonic voice. As for my family, time didn't pass quite the same for them and they knew where to find me, so they weren't concerned.
We lay on the floor in front of the bed with the fireplace blazing. Temperature didn't affect us really, but the smell and the warmth of it was still pleasant. I had my back against the end of the bed while Bella was lounging in front of me between my legs, her back against my chest, my arms draped casually around her. She held one of my hands in her own and seemed to be playing with my fingers lazily, as if to study them, taking turns tracing her fingers along the contours of mine, lacing and interlacing our two hands. I had never in my existence been so thoroughly relaxed.
"No one in this world has ever been this happy," She murmured, her voice low. I could tell simply by the sound of it that she was smiling.
"No, I would imagine not," I responded.
"I should probably hunt soon."
"Whenever you're ready, just let me know," I had been checking in with her daily on this matter, but she had continually insisted that she hadn't been thirsty yet.
"Is it odd? That I'm not thirsty yet?"
"Well yes, but I never imagined you would be ordinary." At that she gave me a playful jab in the ribs with her elbow. "Ow," I exclaimed. She was still having a bit of a hard time controlling her strength.
"That's what you get for picking on me," She giggled, both of us knowing I didn't have the heart to hold anything against her. "We'll have to go back to the real world soon, won't we?"
"That depends on your definition of soon, I suppose."
"In the next couple of weeks?"
"Not necessarily."
"Months?"
"Would you like to stay here for years?" I chuckled.
"Well, the selfish part of me says yes. But I do suppose I will miss everyone eventually."
"Then we will leave when you do. Don't worry about it, love. They're happy for us and nothing we do is on any sort of deadline any longer. Enjoy the freedom with me, won't you?" I brought one hand up to pull all of her hair to the left side of her neck, swirling up the sweet new aroma of her that I was sure I would never grow accustomed to, then I leaned down to leave a trail of kisses on the right side of her neck. She tilted her head to the side and sighed happily.
"Rosalie is probably pissed, don't you think?"
I didn't halt my kisses. "I think Rosalie Hale is the last thing on my mind right now. She'll get over herself eventually." It was true that my sister had made conscious efforts to be happy for us, but I was also well aware that my little slip had likely reignited old hatred that she had been attempting to bury. Still, Bella was a vampire now and it didn't matter how much she hated it. It wasn't as if anything could be done about it.
In an effort to change the subject I sank my teeth into the soft flesh of her neck, sucking. This elicited a welcome moan on my wife's part. It was interesting that she loved me biting her so much after her change, as if it had been what she wanted all along and that had transferred into this new life. My hand made its way down her stomach, seeking the wetness that was adding a new layer of fragrance to the air.
And then my phone rang.
I growled against her neck, dipping my fingers between the folds to find that sensitive spot that made her squirm.
Riiii-iiiii-iiing. I found myself wishing that I could go back in time and murder whoever invented telephones.
"Edward! It might be important!" She pushed my hand away from her and stood, leaving me grumbling on the ground while she grabbed my phone from across the room. "Hello?"
"Bella! Oh my goodness, listen to you!" Of course, it was Alice. You could say she was sort of the receptionist of the family.
"Hey, Alice! It's good to hear from you!" Bella smiled widely, my head fell back against the bed in exasperation.
"You sound absolutely wonderful! Of course, from what I've seen, you look great too. Oh, I can't wait to see you in person! But that won't be happening for awhile yet." Alice giggled. "Are you enjoying yourself?"
Reflexively I looked for a blush to rise to Bella's cheeks, purely out of habit, but of course none came. "I am Alice, thank you. It's been really great. Is everything okay, though? Not that I don't love hearing from you!"
"Oh, I know that. Yes, everything is fine. But you two should probably get dressed, I have a delivery coming for you," Bella looked at me curiously, as if I had planned this behind her back.
I took that moment to stand and made my way to Bella, taking the phone from her hands without a word. She glared at me and crossed her arms across her bare chest. "Alice, how well did your last delivery go?" I asked her, my frustration evident in my tone.
"Oh, hi Edward! Well, it didn't really go so well but that was all you. How did I know you were gonna go all crazy bloodlust-y from your own wedding video? I thought it was nice. Besides, what could go wrong, now? She's indestructible. And from what I've seen, completely gorgeous," Alice rambled quickly.
I smiled in spite of myself, pulling Bella to me. She protested and stalked off, likely to find some clothes. Her newborn emotions had her moods swinging faster than a teenager at times. No, a pregnant teenager. But it was also very, very easy to cheer her up again so I took it in stride. "She certainly is that. But then again, she always has been."
"Yeah, yeah, we know. Bella single-handedly hangs the moon. Listen, Mr Sulky-pants. Get yourself dressed and be out to the pier in twenty minutes. The crew making the delivery will know exactly what to do."
It drove me completely insane that I wasn't near Alice to hear what this 'delivery' could be. "Yes, your highness. But you owe me. Bella's all huffy now."
"That is not my fault. You shouldn't have taken the phone from her." At those words Bella came waltzing out of the closet, dressed in a pair of jeans that fit her so much better now and a white tank top, underneath of which I could see a white lacy bra. All I could think about was how annoying clothes were and how badly I wanted them off of her immediately. She came to stand in front of me and held her hand out, looking very stern.
I pulled the phone away from my ear, after telling Alice goodbye, then placed it in her hand. "Remind me never to mess with you, mistress." I told her with a wink, kissing her quickly and taking my turn to find clothes.
My mind wandered while I dug out a simple pair of jeans and a dark grey tshirt. The sun was setting, so it wouldn't be a concern for these visitors to see us. Still, I loathed whatever was tearing me away from my bride. Bella and Alice prattled on the entire time we waited about nothing in particular. Shopping, mostly. Bella even took the phone with us to the pier, it seemed she was happy to be talking to this girl that was now her sister, and thought pleased me very much. She had been part of the family since the day I brought her home, but now it was more official. Now, thanks to Alice distracting her, she had likely forgotten all about her earlier frustrations with me.
"Oh, here it comes!" I heard Alice's slightly muffled voice as I heard the engine, still very far away. My mind raced with what this surprise delivery could hold. It wasn't as if we needed anything.
Eventually a cargo ship of sorts made its way to dock at our pier, and I saw three large crates on the deck, movement inside them. I opened my mouth to have Bella ask Alice what the hell was going on when the sweet, musky aroma of carnivores hit my nostrils. "Oh, come on, Alice! Really?" I yelled loud enough for her to hear me on the other end of the phone. Her tinkling laugh responded and I looked at Bella, who had caught the scent of blood and now was struggling to avoid going into full hunter mode. The animals on the ship were not the only scent wafting our way. There was also the men that crewed the ship. Bella held the phone out to me wordlessly.
"Did you forget that these are humans delivering these animals?" I growled into the phone, the words coming out of between my teeth like a hiss. I wrapped my arm around Bella, both to comfort her and to make sure she didn't lose control.
"Oh, come on, you're still underestimating her? She can control herself long enough for the delivery, and then she can take it all out on the cats. This was the best option I saw. If you took her back to Trinidad, you were going to come across humans there as well and it wasn't going to be as manageable as this. There will be a new delivery every five days. I will text you to remind you, since you've been so occupied. You should probably hunt, too. I know you're not thirsty yet, but you will be-"
"Alright, Alice!" I interrupted her, knowing if I didn't shut her up now she would never stop. I knew that part of her felt guilty for subjecting Bella to the burn that was undoubtedly ravaging her throat at this moment, but she had a point. This was a more controlled way to handle things.
Bella's eyes were wide as one of the men unboarded from the ship and walked up to us. Woah, she's a looker! Lucky man, right there! Still, I wonder what they could want with the cats. Oh well, with the kind of money I'm making from this what does it even matter?
I turned my head from the man and rolled my eyes. "Thank you, Alice. Goodbye." I said, not bothering to mask my frustrations. I hung up the phone and placed it in my pocket, putting that arm securely around Bella as well. I prayed that if she lost control, my strength was enough.
The man was about five yards from us now and I held up my hand. "Please don't come any further," I said it as politely as I could. Any closer and he only had a death wish.
Weirdo. Are his eyes red? Holy shit, hers are too! They must be contacts. Out here alone on this island and they're wanting big cats delivered, I'm sure they're into some freaky shit. "Sure thing! Where do you want 'em?" The man asked me.
"Um," It wasn't often that I was at a loss for words. Especially not with humans. "I'm going to take my wife into the house, you can just take them into the jungle if that's alright."
"Sure thing! Want us to let em loose?"
"NO!" I said it far too quickly and too loudly. He took it only as fear.
"Well, alright," I was told not to ask any questions…
I steered Bella back into the house. I could feel her reluctance, but she wasn't fighting against me so that was reassuring.
"What is that flighty little fairy thinking?" Bella asked, her voice strained. I had to laugh.
"She's only trying to help. Get used to this. She only wants the best for us but sometimes she's a little elaborate with it."
"People don't just order cats like they're pizza, Edward! Good lord, what did something like that cost?"
I had read the number in the man's mind, but declined telling her what it was. "Yes, cause the cost is clearly the issue, here," I chuckled.
"Why didn't you tell them to let them loose? What are we gonna do about it?"
"Well, if these animals are hungry, they'll be hunting as well. And the only readily available meat on the island are fish and-"
"Esme's monkeys," She said, nodding.
"So, when you're ready to hunt, we'll let them loose ourselves. Or, I can just put you in the cage with one," I shrugged.
"Very funny, Edward," She sighed, rolling her eyes. "That man smells really good," She leaned her head against my chest, looking lingingly out at the beach where we could see the silhouettes of the men unloading the huge crates. "Was that what it was like to be around me?"
I scoffed, "Not even close. Take that and multiply it by about a million."
"Oh," For the first time since her change, she looked scared.
"Tell me what you're thinking," I urged her.
"It would be so easy right now to just run out there and kill that man. I feel like I'm barely holding on."
"Yes, but you're doing it. I'm not having to hold you back or anything. You have no idea how amazing that is."
"I wonder why I'm not as crazy as other newborns."
"Because, you're Bella. You're good, and kind. You have more compassion in your pinky toe than most people have in their whole body." I tilted her chin up so our eyes could lock, pressing my lips to hers. "I could distract you, you know."
"Nice try," She responded, smiling and kissing me again. There was still a part of her that very much did not want an audience for our little escapades. "Wouldn't want to scare them, would we?"
"Actually, I have a feeling they would pay to watch." I jested.
Bella wrinkled her nose. "Well, that's gross."
It didn't take the men too long to unload the beasts, in the grand scheme of things. Not that I had much basis of comparison on how long a large cat delivery should take. Bella spent the whole time watching them, but she never made any sort of move to go after them. She never ceased to amaze me. I made no move when they were finished to leave Bella's side or take her with me and subject her to more pain just to wish them farewell. Eventually they got the hint and left.
"I definitely think I need to hunt now," Bella said quietly as we watched the boat pull away.
"I think that's a good idea. Want me to go let them out?"
"I'm not sure how else we would go about it. This is weird."
"I wasn't kidding about throwing you in the cage, love," I laughed, kissing her cheek. She looked terrified. "Don't worry, sweetheart. It will be just the same as hunting in the wild. Do you need a moment to key yourself up for it?"
She nodded.
"Okay, take your time. I'll go let them out and come and get you after, okay?" It pained me to leave her here with her looking so frightened, but I wasn't going very far and there wasn't all that much I could do to help her through this. Soon her natural instinct would take over and all would be well. I would have been more concerned if I hadn't already seen her hunt, and I had told myself I would stop underestimating her so now I had to live up to that. On my way out I stopped by the CD player and put on the song "Eye of the Tiger" laughing to myself.
"Oh, you're hilarious!" Bella called to me, but I didn't stop walking out the door.
Standing about 20 feet inside the jungle I appraised the large crates with more attention to detail. One held a mountain lion, one a puma, and then the last had an absolutely massive tiger in it. I assumed the mountain lion was meant for me, though the prospect of tasting it seemed completely revolting at this point, but I did wander about the variety. Surely it would have been easier to get animals that were native to Brazil, rather than include North America and Asia as well. It was a wonder an African Lion hadn't been thrown in the mix. Not that it wouldn't be before our time was up here, if I knew Alice. And why were there only large cats? Maybe she assumed Bella would share my taste, since she now shared my venom?
That thought sent a chill down my spine. We had already been connected in so many ways, the fact that the same venom now chained us together in a way that nothing else could- but also in a way that wasn't as taboo as two humans that shared the same blood- absolutely thrilled me. She was mine, in every sense of the word, and I now realized that this was the first time I was fully allowing myself to accept that. Though I had always hoped that this was the end game, no matter how much I fought it I couldn't deny that deep down it was what I always wanted, and up until recently I had always expected for something to stop all of this. For her to be taken from me in some sort of irreversible way, or for her to come to her senses and no longer want anything to do with me. Somehow, some way, I had won a battle that I had been fighting for over a century. One that I didn't even know I was fighting, until all I was fighting for was her.
All these revelations left a lot of what I knew of the world to be reexamined. None of it lined up with my current world view of vampires being the "villains", the "damned". I had always been surrounded by "good" vampires, in my family as well as the coven in Alaska. But my cynicism had always had me believing that they were all, we were all, fighting the inevitable. That we could pretend to be on our best behavior, but we were never anything more than demons doomed for hell.
There would be time for endless debates of philosophy later. A lot of time. I actually found myself looking forward to discussing this with Carlisle, and maybe even Jasper. For now, I needed to get my girl fed.
The air was thick with fear. These creatures could smell the predators in their midst, they knew their time was close to its end. It was bittersweet to hunt animals, knowing they could feel darkness pressing in around them, but it was always better than humans.
It only took seconds to snap the locks off of the cages. The keys had been left on top of them, but that would have been a waste of time. It's not as if we would need to put them back in their cages. The mountain lion and puma both rocketed into the jungle, eager to hide like a house cat adjusting to a new home, but the tiger had some fight in him. As soon as the door was off he turned to me and roared, swiping his claws across my chest. I could have dodged the attack but I didn't. Instead I roared right back at him and watched him realize that the swipe at me did no damage to anything but my shirt. I found myself laughing as I watched him, too, run off. It was immature and childish and very Emmett-like, but it was still fun.
From behind me I heard the telltale signs of Bella stepping into the foliage and I turned to look at her. She was leaning against a tree, her arms across her chest and a playful smirk on her lips. She was completely naked and suddenly the only thing I could think about feeding her was my…
"Didn't your parents ever teach you not to play with your food, Cullen?" She asked.
"Of course, but they never said anything about playing with yours," Damn her for teasing me so when I certainly couldn't do a damn thing about it just yet. "Didn't think it'd be worthwhile to cover yourself up?" I was grinning to let her know that I had no issue with her wardrobe choice.
She shrugged, "Just figured it'd be less messy this way. It's not like there's anyone around." Bella started to saunter past me, and I was confident that she knew full well what she was doing to me. Once she got closer, I reached out to grab her, but my fingers closed on air.
The chase was on.
Me chasing her, her chasing them.
Everything about the next twenty or so minutes made me very, very frustrated. It was clear that my strength was fading. Not quickly, but the evidence was there. I couldn't keep up with her anymore, falling always just a hair's breadth behind her, and she was showing me no mercy. She caught the first victim seconds after darting into the jungle and her teeth sank into the soft fur of the mountain lion, who cried out and struggled for only a short time. I watched intently as she took long, slow pulls of the beast. I could see her throat muscles constrict as she swallowed hungrily and it reminded me of exactly how those muscles had felt constricting around me just a couple of hours ago. I found myself completely and utterly lost in watching her, too mesmerized by the feral beauty in front of me to tear my eyes away.
Just like that she was off running again. I almost couldn't keep track of where she was going. Almost.
Bella took down the puma shortly after and I used the time she was feeding to look for that feisty tiger. I took to the trees, and eventually found him lapping at the water of the river below the waterfalls. Poor thing had no clue I was here. I fell from my spot in the large Kapok Tree, landing on the beast's back and breaking his neck without a thought. I slung the mass of orange and black fur around my shoulders and ran off to find my Bella. He really was a beautiful specimen, but I had something much more beautiful to satisfy.
I found her still working on the puma, she was moaning as the hot blood ran over her tongue. It was clear she was savoring this one. She must have enjoyed it more than the mountain lion. I dropped the tiger next to her with a dull thud and her bright red eyes looked up at me. I would never get tired of looking at her, like this or any other way.
So far she hadn't made that much of a mess with the other two, just a few drops of blood spilling down the front of her. Yet, when she bit into the tiger, his blood gushed all over her. The sight had me completely spellbound and I thought, not for the first time, that nothing would ever turn me on more. My erection was throbbing as if I had a heartbeat again and it ached to be thrust inside her.
Bella stepped over the body of the tiger and made her way over to me, reaching her blood stained fingers to swipe the hot, wet liquid across my lips. I stared directly into her eyes, completely enraptured, as my tongue acted quite of its own accord and licked the blood off her fingers. Something about this felt wrong, forbidden, but in a good way. In a way that made this exciting rather than shameful.
After a moment, Bella pulled my lips down to hers and they crashed together in a fit of heat and need and gave a whole new meaning to the term 'bloodlust'. She wasted no time at all ripping my clothes off, the pieces of fabric falling to the jungle floor in shreds. I had to admit, she was quite a bit more efficient than the tiger had been. I found myself laughing against her lips, but she was in no mood to play. Not in that way, at least.
She grabbed my shaft, growling against my lips and simultaneously biting my lips. "I think it's my turn to take control," She said, her voice just as dark as the look in her eyes.
In the next second I was on the ground on my back. She certainly was stronger than me and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. There didn't seem to be any time for foreplay, either, considering she wasted no time lowering herself onto me. My senses were completely overwhelmed and I wondered, briefly, if it would ever stop being this way. If the power she had over me would fade over time. But I already knew that answer, and it was a resounding no.
I took in the sight of her as she rode me with complete abandon. Dark red streaks of blood spilled all down the front of her, a stark contrast to the paper white of her skin. It trailed all the way down from her mouth, over her breasts bouncing and swaying with the movement of her on top of me, down her stomach all the way to where our bodies connected. It was on her hands that she was pressing into my chest, covering me in the sticky mess as well. Lord knows I didn't mind. It didn't even occur to me to care, not in the slightest. Her head was thrown back, her hair cascading down her back and I could feel it brushing against the tops of my thighs.
I could hear her fevered panting, our skin slapping together as some semblance of awareness returned to me enough for me to have the wherewithal to jut my hips up every time she came down. Moans, whimpers, happy little sighs tumbled from her lips, begging to be spilled out like the blood that covered her body.
I could smell her in the air. The floral, sweet bouquet of hers right along with the tang of the blood that had been spilled and the unmistakable smell of sex, hot and heavy in the air.
And I could feel everything. The blistering, reckless, overpowering need to burrow into each other, physically as well as metaphorically. The tight grip of her center completely wrapped around mine, squeezing more and more with each movement we made together. My hands focused now only on her hips, using my grip on her to increase the force in which our bodies collidee together. I could feel her wetness slide over me, down my shaft, over my testicles, to seep into the dirt beneath us.
Her body began shuddering and twitching and I could tell she was about to come. I was too. One of my hands ran up over the sticky substance on her stomach to grab firm onto her breast, rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. It was enough to send her careening and screaming over the edge, taking me right along with her.
I didn't count how many times we came together before she fell onto my chest, still connected to me. The blood was dried up and chipping off at that point, not clinging to our skin in the way that it would anyone else's.
Bella looked into my eyes, hers hooded with satisfaction and desire and pleasure, and somehow with the need for more, and then we kissed. Slower, savoring the blissful aftermath that wrapped around us. "I love you so much," She whispered.
"I love you, too," I replied, running my fingers through her long, silky locks. "Though I do wonder if I am holding up my end of the husbandly duties, here. I'm supposed to keep you satisfied, but it seems to me you are completely insatiable."
A smirk played on her lips before she spoke. "It is a little funny that I want you more than I want blood, isn't it? Maybe blood isn't what I need to survive. Maybe it's just endless orgasms. I'm not a vampire for blood, but a vampire for Edward." She nodded her head matter-of-factly, causing me to laugh.
"I'm sure I'm not the only one that could give you orgasms, love. Though I might be the best at it."
"You're the only one I want." She started trailing kisses along my jaw. "The only one I need," She whispered in my ear, biting onto my earlobe. "You're the only thing I ever want to do from now until the end of time." The sound of her voice was husky again, her teeth scraping down my neck now to elicit a growling response.
I flipped us over so that I was the one on top of her, never breaking our connection, the motion causing the fire in us to reignite. "Your wish is my command, my love."