Heyy. I was kinda bummed I only got 3 reviews last chapter but, I get that it wasn't too good. I don't like it at all either so it's cool! Not much to say except I hope this chapter is better! Oh and there is some sexing in this chapter(:
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BPOV
"Hey let's get out of here, eh?" I heard a deep voice ask nervously. I nodded my head and swung Edward up in my arms bridal style except instead of the traditional man carries woman I was carrying him. Sam picked up Alice the same way I picked up Edward and we sprinted out the building and didn't stop until we felt the warm evening air of a June afternoon.
I skidded to an abrupt stop once my bare feet hit the rough sidewalk that still stubbornly held onto the heat the sun had beat down only minutes before. The sun was now a sinking ball of red flame dancing red above the trees which were only black silhouettes against the dulling sun's rays.
"Let's stop, I have to do something." I murmured quietly but luckily the guys heard my hushed voice and they turned expectantly towards me. I held the barely conscious Edward in one arm, cradling him to my small form like a newborn baby, and faced the dingy building that loomed over our heads.
I felt my hand warm with the power charging inside of it, my usually deathly pale white skin quickly changing to beet red and suddenly it was covered with a large ball of crackling flame, eager to burn this decrepit structure. I flicked my hand, as if I were shooing away a pesky fly, and the large fire ball bounded away from my palm and cheerfully licked up the crumbling wood and stone.
In mere seconds the warehouse was burned to its foundation, the rotting wood standing little chance against the horrifying strength of the fire that came from my palms. The warm smoky scent of the burning wood wafted through the air and I took a deep breath as I cradled Edward even tighter to me with both arms again.
"Ready?" I whispered, the air around us suddenly thickening with the electrifying power that radiated deep from within me. I always felt this whenever I used my powers but the effect varied on what I was doing and how strong whatever it was I was conjuring.
For instance, making four gourmet breakfast barely caused a crackle of physical activity in the air whereas changing my appearance made little to none. However… completely changing what kind of car I'm driving while going over 150 miles per hour causes a much more tangible quiver in the air so that even humans could feel it.
The only thing that really makes a big change in the atmosphere around me that humans would definitely feel is transporting. I am totally defying every law of nature by transporting living or nonliving matter through the unknown even more so than just conjuring up a meal or changing my outfit. That stuff is child's play compared to what transporting is.
The boys each gripped some part of my body at my question and we were soon wrenched through time and space back to my living room where I collapsed onto the ever ready soft white couch. I laid Edward down on the length of the couch and propped up his battered head on one of the plush pillows where I crouched and stroked his hair off his forehead.
I was still stroking Edward's hair and, without looking up from his face, spoke to what seemed like an empty room, "Can someone go get about four bags of blood from the second shelf?" and although I was not met with a verbal response I heard the shuffle of bare feet on carpet and then the smooth slither of them on the kitchen floor as someone carried out my request.
The fridge door opened with a sucking sound and I heard the hum of the motor thrumming and the sounds of whichever wolf had gone rustling through the bags of animal I had stocked up on. The blood sloshed quietly as they were carried back to the somber group in the large, spacious room.
Alice had been set on the loveseat and was now watching Paul(who had went and gotten the blood for me) hand me one of the blood bags with dawning realization. She had looked puzzled before, 'What on earth are they going to do with that blood?' she must have thought before putting the pieces of the puzzle together.
Edward was wounded. Edward was a vampire. Edward needed blood to live. Alice didn't look disgusted or afraid, she simply turned away from the scene before her and buried her head in the couch, her backside facing the room. It was only a few moments later that her breath evened out, her heart rate steadied to a slow boom-boom, and her tensed muscles relaxed as she fell into a much needed sleep.
Once Alice was completely asleep I used a small amount of power to heat the blood to a steamy 98.6 degrees Fahrenheit and cut the top corner. After propping Edward's head up on my arm I lifted the bag to his lips and upended it slowly into his ready mouth. The room was filled with the slurping sound of Edward greedily guzzling the life giving blood that would cure him of his current ailments.
Three minutes and three bags of mountain lion blood later Edward was sitting up on his own and his skin had a faint pink flush from the glut of warm, almost fresh blood I had just fed him. Alice was still asleep so I had to speak quietly as I snuggled myself deep into Edward's side.
"So, what happened?" I whispered to him, resting my head on his broad shoulder and grasping his large hand in mine, playing with the long fingers. The wolves leaned forward in their various positions throughout the room: Paul lounged on the ottoman, Sam on one of the recliners with Jared on the other, Embry sat on the floor, his legs bent at the knee in front of him, and Quil leaned against a wall, his arms crossed over his wide chest.
"Well, someone whom I had thought to be you at the time came to me Sunday afternoon. Since I thought it was you I eagerly went with the mystery person. She had said she had a surprise for me and I had to wear a blindfold. We drove fast for half an hour until we stopped and I could smell the decaying wood and sea salt blowing off the ocean so I knew we were somewhere near Port Angeles." he looked thoughtful for a moment before continuing with his recount of what had happened to him.
"The fake you led me into a building that stunk badly, me still blindfolded. I didn't like it, one of my most important senses being cut off by some stupid cloth. Suddenly I was attacked. Two, maybe three male vampires started hitting, biting, and scratching every inch of my skin. I was in so much pain I was screaming and crying but they wouldn't stop." he looked so pained and his eyes stared blankly at his lap.
"Alice was already there, watching and crying. She tried yelling for them to stop but they drugged her and she was unconscious before the worst happened." he muttered, and I rubbed his shoulder soothingly. He wouldn't continue but it looked like he wanted to; he kept opening and closing his mouth and looking like he was in great pain
I kissed his cheek lightly to try and comfort him and encourage him to resume his story but that made him flinch, which hurt me to the core. What had they done to him? "She kissed my cheek like that." he whispered. I immediately understood that something bad had happened and squeezed his tightly hand which he, thankfully, returned with equal fierceness.
"S-she raped me Bella." he sobbed, turning so he could cry into my shoulder. I was shocked and I clutched him to me sobbing soundlessly as I pressed my mouth into his shoulder. Edward was wailing into my chest, blubbering apologies and asking for forgiveness. I fisted his torn sleeve in my hand to keep from crying out, in pain, anger, sadness, anything.
"Edward listen to me, there is nothing to forgive, you couldn't have done anything, you were wounded, I'm surprised you lived. I have seen vampires die of less severe wounds than yours." I tried to soothe him but he couldn't be comforted so I tried the only thing I could think of: I crushed my mouth to his. Immediately his sobs were staunched and he wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me to him.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and my mind barely registered the sound of the pack getting up and leaving the house, shutting the front door quietly and morphing into their wolf forms. Edward gently lifted us off the couch and moments later he was gently laying us down on one of the guest room beds.
Edward lowered himself on top of me, all of his weight pinning me to the mattress, and started placing small kisses on my face, neck, and collar bone. "Wait Edward, are you sure you are ready for this?" I whispered, pushing Edward's face away from my breast bone which his was kissing his way down.
"Yes Bella, I need your comfort. If you tell me this is not the time I know you won't ever forgive me, you can't." he looked so broken that I didn't even tell him how preposterous that was I only grabbed the back of his neck and pressed my lips gently to his. Almost simultaneously our mouths opened and our tongues battled for dominance.
I could feel what was coming next as Edward slowly snaked his hands up my shirt and pushed it off me, throwing it over his shoulder so that it landed with a soft thud on the hardwood floor. I in turn grasped the collar of his ruined shirt and tore it down the middle reveling Edward's smooth sculpted torso, the muscles flexed naturally.
I kissed each of the bite marks that marred his otherwise perfect skin, swirling my tongue over them which made Edward shudder in delight and his eyelids become hooded. I reached down to Edward's waistline of his pant and popped the button off, leaving Edward to kick them off where they joined by shirt. This left him in his boxers and me with my bra and sweats.
Edward helped me with the sweats, pulling them off my legs agonizingly slow, teasing me with kisses along my thighs that left me panting and begging to feel his lips elsewhere. I reached behind me and unclasped my bra, releasing my breasts that were aching to be caressed by Edward's hands and lips. Edward looked mesmerized as he trailed one finger over one pert nipple, making my back arch up off the bed.
Suddenly my underwear was slid off of me along with Edward's boxers, both landing right on top of the other discarded clothes and one ripped tee. This left us completely nude but I couldn't pull my eyes from Edward's face; there was so much love on it that it would crush me to look away. I nodded at Edward's unasked question and we took the next step.
Slowly and sweetly Edward placed one single kiss on my lips before ever so slowly burying himself inside of me, creating a whirlwind of feelings, love and pleasure being the most dominant. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist as he began thrusting, pushing myself deeper onto him. Our breaths panted in sync, even though we had no need.
Obviously there was no "pain" of my barrier being broken, such foolish things as a hymen wouldn't hinder the ultimate pleasure I was receiving and giving. Edward picked up tempo, smoothly sliding his hand under my back so he could lift my chest to his mouth where he buried his head into my neck and placed small kisses.
I dug my fingers into his shoulder as we rocked back and forth, his member hitting that "sweet spot" every time, with me draw in my breath sharply with each deep thrust. We moaned softly at the same time, both feeling the same wave of ecstasy that just barely hinted at the oncoming release. I met Edward's thrusts with movement of my own hips now, our bodies fitting together like a puzzle, and I saw little black spots dance before my vision.
"I love you." I breathed out, staring straight into Edward's eyes. His pupils were dilated, hungry for me.
"I love you too, Bella. You have," grunt, "no idea how much." I was pressed against the bed as he released my back and braced his elbows by my head as we continued. My abdominal muscles began clenching and I felt something in Edward change and we both locked eyes as the wave of an extraordinary orgasm washed over us.
I could not hold in the loud moan that escaped from my mouth the same time an equally loud one came from Edward as I felt the most amazing thing in my life. I felt Edward release inside of me and I felt my own trickle down and onto the sheets below us. We were panting like a human who just sprinted a mile but that didn't hinder us as huge smiles broke out on our faces and Edward bent down to kiss me on the lips.
"Thank you." I whispered as Edward pulled out and laid next to me, my naked back pressed up against his bare chest with his arm across my stomach, holding me tightly to him. I felt him press his face into the nape of my neck and breathe in deeply before speaking.
"Mmm, for what?" he asked blissfully. He didn't even seem to remember what I had asked, he was too preoccupied with the curls of hair at the edge of my hairline. I chuckled and turned my body so that I was looking at his glorious face that seemed to illuminate the dim room.
"For saving me." I whispered, pressing my lips to his.
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I know it was short but I just loved that last line and couldn't write any more after it, it didn't seem right. I hope the "lemon" wasn't terrible, it probably sounded like it was written by an 11 year-old. I was just trying to capture the sweetness of their first time together because some that I read just sound pornographic. Please review! I would like to get at least to 210! Loves and Bear Hugs!