V
When I open my eyes a warm arm is wrapped around my stomach and a body lays behind mine.
I frown, puzzled.
The room is lit with a pale glow, shadows making sharp shapes across the walls and the ceiling.
It's quiet.
Still.
It takes me a second to recognise my surroundings and when I do my frown deepens.
The hum from the party is still present downstairs, like a buzzing in my ear, undercutting the serenity of the space.
My eyes adjust to the light of the room slowly, my surroundings morphing into sharper structures at the same time as my mind.
I make a small sound of surprise as I wake up enough to recognise that the body behind mine is Edward.
We're sleeping?
They say you don't register noise until it's gone.
I tense.
The slow, steady breathing behind me is no longer steady or slow.
'What's wrong?' His voice murmurs softly into my ear.
It's heavy with sleep, huskier than usual.
I open my mouth but struggle to speak because this is new territory and I don't know the language here.
He sighs softly at my silence and his hand trails up my stomach, between the valley of my breasts to cup my jaw.
Automatically my pulse quickens in my ears, blood rushing in my ears.
I shiver at the feel of his hot skin against mine, his hand on my body awakening that deep, burning desire to feel him, have him.
We're still naked, our legs tangled together.
He gently turns my jaw to face him, leaning up on one arm so his head looms slightly over mine.
'Bella.' He says softly.
I can make out his face in the low light but his features feel softer, more familiar.
He's fucking beautiful. I've never had a chance to look at him in this proximity before, he doesn't stay still when he fucks.
But he's not fucking, he's just…there. Looking at me.
I feel like a deer staring into the barrel of a gun.
I don't know how to hide like this.
His thumb gently rubs across my cheek.
'Talk to me.' He breathes.
'I don't know how.' It comes out of my mouth before I can stop it.
He answers with a sigh and his hold on my jaw loosens.
I twist in his arms to face him fully and he bites his lip as his eyes flick down to my bare chest.
I feel him swell against my thigh and my nipples pebble, an ache forming in the pit of my belly.
How does he do this to me?
'Why didn't you wake me up?' I ask him, trying to ignore the way the green of his eyes lures me in.
He's looking so intently into my eyes. I feel so naked.
I'm scared of his answer. I don't know what I want him to say.
He swallows. 'I…I don't know.'
I shift, hissing slightly at the burn in my shoulder. My hand presses against it gently.
He broke the skin.
My eyes raise to his accusingly and I don't miss the pure satisfaction resting in his expression as he beholds his mark on me.
'Did you have to bite me so hard?' I question, smoothing my thumb over the skin.
Edward nudges my hand out the way placing a soft kiss against the mark.
'Yes.' He states, emerald staring me down as his tongue snakes out and licks the bite.
The moan that emerges from my throat sounds like the desperate cry of an animal as it flees it's predator.
But if I'm prey, I'm willing.
'Why.' It's not a question anymore.
He searches my eyes and sighs softly. 'Bella I-'
I slap my hand over his mouth, the rest of his words disappearing into nothing.
He furrows his eyebrows at me.
I don't know what he wanted to say but it's still better left unsaid.
'I should go.' I say quickly.
His green eyes flash and he pulls my hand away from his mouth, gripping my wrist tightly in his hand.
I shiver at the forceful action. For a second we stare at each other, breath quickening, pulse like thunder within my ears.
I can feel the wet residue of him between my legs and the thought makes my core clench.
This level of desire is unnatural. He shouldn't be able to do this to me.
But he does.
His green eyes drop to my mouth, flickering with emerald fire.
'I'm not done with you yet.' He murmurs, his grip on my wrist loosening as his hand slides up my arm and down my torso. I gasp as he reaches the apex of my thighs, coating his fingers in his release.
Edward's eyes flick down my body to my thighs, nudging them open with his knuckles.
He makes a sound in the back of his throat.
I whimper as his thumb dips inside of me, my body trembling.
A smirk crosses his lips as his dark eyes meet mine. 'Hmm.'
'What?' I raise an eyebrow, my eyes dropping to his perfectly formed mouth as his tongue swipes his bottom lip wetly.
He swivels his thumb, his index finger tapping my clit.
An incoherent noise leaves my throat, a sharp sting as my teeth sink into my lower lip.
'You look so fucking hot with me dripping down your thighs.' He murmurs, his head dipping to mine, hot lips pressing to the corner of my mouth.
'Fuck.' I breathe my head tilting back as wet kisses meet my jaw.
My hands curl into his thick hair, tugging tightly as his thumb is replaced by his fingers.
He fucks me with his hand across my mouth, his palm swallowing my screams of ecstasy.
