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Bella-

"I don't want to go." And I didn't. Call me crazy, or stupid but I didn't want to go.

There was something about this man that held me spellbound, captivated me in a way no other ever could or would.

So when he pulled the cloak open, saying, "Then step into the darkness."

I went.

As soon as I stepped into the cloak, warmth surrounded me and his pepperminty breath dazzled my senses. The mint he breathed lured me closer, the spice from his cologne invading my better judgment until I was standing on tiptoe, reaching, requesting a taste.

He was flavored with sin. Each sweep of his tongue drew me deeper and deeper into his web. Each nip of his teeth, leaving a mark, I would never forget.

That I didn't want to forget. Ever.

If I could capture this moment, this time with this man, I would relive it over and over, tattooing it in my memory to replay whenever it started to fade.

My hands perched on his chest, feeling the rapid thump of his heartbeat beneath my fingertips. The steady throb seemed to pulse in unison with my own, and as the space deteriorated, the tempo increased.

The sound of humming reached my ears, as his warm lips glided over mine, tempting, teasing, tantalizing me in an array of ways I didn't even hope to explain.

As I gasped, his tongue dove deep, circling and sparing, exploring every inch of my mouth. The more he touched. The more he tasted, the more intoxicated I became.

My fingers burrowed into his hair, relishing the softness, harnessing the power.

God, everything about this man oozed power, strength, most men only dreamed they possessed. I shuddered as his teeth sank into my jaw, and on a wave of pleasure, my fingers fisted on his hair.

He left me smitten, breathless, lost to everything. "Do that again."

He nipped my ear, his hot breath swirling, making me shiver. "You like me gnawing on you?"

His growl filled the cape, and all I could do was surrender to the fire he ignited as his teeth pierced my skin, sucking on my flesh until I felt my sanity edging. I encircled his neck, hanging on tight, whimpering as his hard chest pressed against my breasts, his knee wedging between my thighs.

I protested with a groan when his lips left the pulse on my neck, sighing contentedly as he devoured every inch of my skin exposed from the low bodice of my gown. His journey wasn't yet complete, and I gladly opened to the hot slide of his mouth as he continued, nibbling downward, shoving the thin material lower until a nipple sprang free.

His cock pressed into my belly and wanting to give him as much pleasure as he offered me, I rubbed against it, basking in his hiss as he bit my nipple.

The pleasure mixed with a splash of pain shot me straight out of my skin. If this was wrong, fuck me, I didn't want to be right.

I needed to know. I needed to know the name of the man capable of making my soul sing. I needed a name to whisper in the dark when I was left on my own. I needed to know this stalker, this devil who was so strange, yet familiar in an unexplainable way.

Licking his ear, sampling the warmth of his skin, I begged. "Tell me your name. I need to know. Fuck, tell me …"

That's all I could manage because his lips locked with mine as he pressed me hard against the tree trunk, his knee grinding into the aching flesh between my thighs.

He teased me. His lips played over mine before breaking away and coming back for another long lick. Nipping my bottom lip, I felt his grin because hidden in this dark cape I couldn't see shit. "What do you want with my name, Bella?"

Somehow I found the hem of his shirt in the darkness, tracing etched muscle as I explored his abdomen, I played through the hair swirling around his belly button. Catching his tongue, I sucked hard, letting my nails claw over his pecs.

I almost forgot my request too caught up in the play, the man before me. His fingers twisted my nipples, tweaking the peaks until my clit throbbed painfully.

"Because..." Kiss. "This time..." Kiss. "When I lose all my senses..." Kiss, bite, suck, nibble. "I want to know..." A long kiss, moan, sigh. "Who is responsible..." Kiss. Kiss. "For the greatest pleasure of my..." Kiss. "My life …"

His hand fisted in my hair, yanking my head back as his tongue dove deep, stealing my breath, my sanity, my soul. A starving man feasting on my lips, he whispered, "Edward. Baby, my name is Edward."

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