A/N: Smut ahead, dirty talk! If you cannot handle reading about two consenting adults having wild, hot sex; please press the back button now. Enjoy!

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Chapter 10

She idled quietly at the end of the street, her fingers tapping at the steering wheel in a repetitive rhythm while she waited for Edward to join her. A soft knock on the glass next to her head drew her out of her thoughts. A quick glance confirmed that it was him. She unclicked her seatbelt, ushering him backwards with a wave of her hand so that she could open the door. They would be able to start their night quicker if he was the one driving. She wasn't going to be difficult and insist on driving when she had no idea how to get to his house. And besides that; this way she could stare at his handsome face the entire drive without causing an accident. It was a win-win situation from her point of view.

He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, smirking crookedly when he saw that her eyes were on him. She could tell that he enjoyed the fact that she was checking him out. And boy was she! She wasn't going to be a modest flower and deny the fact that for the past few minutes she had been staring at his crotch, licking her lips; and wondering if she could lick him like a lollipop. She had a healthy sexual imagination, and there was nothing wrong with that. Although, she had to admit, she had not been expecting Edward to be so forward and primitive in his actions towards her. Not that she minded! But when she had been told of the era into which he had been born, she had naturally come to the conclusion that he would be more…conservative. She wasn't one to snub the chivalrous actions of a gentleman, but she was beyond relieved by the fact that Edward had a baser, more feral side than she had been expecting.

"Not that I'm complaining in the slightest, but I was wondering something. I had assumed that as a man raised in the period of time that you were, that you would perhaps be less open with me. I find myself pleasantly surprised to be wrong, but just wanted to know why?"

He grinned at her briefly before focusing his eyes back onto the road before them.

"The gentleman that I was raised to be is still there. Many of the mannerisms that were commonplace in that time I have since lost due to nothing but the evolvement of time and society. In my day women were to be seen and not heard, a pretty decoration that was to keep no opinions and mind the household. I had never fully agreed with these ideas while still human, and my discontent with the archaic views of society at the time only grew after my change. I knew that I had to evolve with the times, and I did. The old- fashioned traits that I still contain within my psyche you will see emerge one by one over time. My baser dominant vampire instincts are at the forefront now that I've found my mate. The others; our family, say that these passionate instincts never really disappear, they just become easier to contend with. I know what a strong woman you are, you have your own opinions and I cannot change those nor force you to concede to my way of thinking. I may be forceful sometimes, or require your submission to sate the dominant instincts, but I will not keep you in the dark. We are equals, partners. What is mine is yours, for eternity"

She sat in stunned silence for a moment before smiling shyly at him,

"I think I can handle that. I may be strong-willed and always speak my mind, but it's a welcome reprieve to relinquish control to someone that I know only has my best interests at heart. Our bond requires trust, and I trust you to do what is best for me. I know that you would not take advantage of that by trying to dictate my life"

He grinned roguishly at her, his onyx eyes glinting darkly in the confined space of the car.

"Good, now that we've gotten that settled, we can finally enjoy our weekend."

She had not even been aware that they had reached their destination, so preoccupied had her mind been. She now realised that Edward had turned the engine off, and was waiting to view her reaction to the sight of the incredible wood and stone mansion that stood proudly before them. Holy Mother of God, that was their house?! Alice had most definitely not mentioned that they lived in such a spectacular home. The dark wood blended in effortlessly with smooth stone, creating an architectural masterpiece tucked away between large swooping oaks.

Before she could blink, she was in his arms, being carried across the cobbled driveway towards the front door.

"I'll give you the grand tour tomorrow. Right now, I want you naked and on my bed."

Her face flushed with heat.

Oh.

Yes please.

One moment they were at the base of the stairs, the next her head was being cushioned by soft down pillows that rested delicately on an antique, wrought iron four- poster bed. Her eyes met his as he hovered over her, his arms pinning hers to the bed. His gaze burned her from the inside out. She spread her legs out underneath him, pulling her knees up to cradle his waist in a sign of surrender. She saw his control snap as he lunged forward to claim her mouth. His fingers combed through her hair before lodging firmly at the base of her neck and pulling. Her head tilted back sharply, allowing his lips and tongue unfettered access to the delicate skin there. She mewled in pleasure when he sucked the skin violently into his mouth, no doubt leaving dark love bites.

Yes. Good. She wanted his marks.

He slid his arms underneath her, hooking them behind her shoulder blades, and with one sharp pull; brought her against his thrusting hips. Oh sweet Jesus… she did not know who had ever said that grinding was overrated, but whoever it was; was talking absolute bullshit. That shit was incredible!

Each thrust hit its target perfectly, her clit now throbbing almost painfully from the constant pressure. Oh god, she needed to come.

No no no no! Where was he going?! She almost wailed in despair when he pulled away just as she was about to dive head first over the precipice. He chuckled at her forlorn expression before running his hands down her sides. She didn't understand what he was doing until he roughly grabbed the hem of her blouse, yanking each side in an opposite direction. She faintly heard the soft clangs of buttons reverberating against the wood of the floor before she was distracted by her bra, jeans, and panties following the path of her shirt.

His eyes raked over her exposed body, eliciting a dark red flush from beneath the surface of her skin as he drank in the sight of her. It looked like he wanted to devour her. He bent his head, his cold lips circling the pink of her areole. He puffed cool air against the sensitive tip until it stiffened before finally drawing the stiff peak sharply into his mouth. She keened at the electric pulse that shot straight down to her pussy. Arching her back proved futile, as his rock hard arms kept her firmly pinned to the mattress.

The gentle torture continued, Edward's mouth leaving hickeys across her entire chest. She was almost ready to combust by the time that he traced his lips down her abdomen. Oh fuck, she wasn't sure that she would be able to handle this. She was dripping already, the sheets beneath her already soaked through. He dragged his fingers across the silk soft skin of her thighs, drawing them closer and closer to where she wanted them. He dipped his head, his dark glinting eyes staying connected with her chocolate orbs. He breathed her in, gently running the tip of his index finger down her labia.

"Such a pretty little pink flower. Here kitty kitty, let me pet you…"

Her eyes rolled back at his next action,

"I want to see it stretched around my cock. Yes little girl, you're going to be filled to the brim. You are going to overflow when I come inside that tight little pussy."

His words were followed by the rasp of his tongue from her entrance to her swollen clit. Her legs trembled in pleasure. It dragged on for what felt like hours to her, the excruciating pleasure a sweeping tidal wave that she was helpless to avoid. One of his hands kept her firmly pressed against his face, ensuring that her writhing hips did not break the contact between his tongue and her clit. The other was occupied just beneath, his thick long gorgeous fingers stretching her open so that she would be able to take his cock. He slid them deep, curling them incessantly against the spongy tissue of her g-spot. She was burning. Sweating in exertion, she almost cried in her need to orgasm.

"Almost there baby. Come sweet girl, let go, show me who you belong to. Let go Isabella…"

The end was said in a growl, the vibrations all she needed to be pushed over the edge. She shattered. She could feel herself convulse as more liquid than what was normal came pouring out of her and drenched Edward's hand.

"Oh baby…" he cooed at her, "Such a good girl, you squirted! Look how drenched your pretty little flower is."

She moaned incoherently, her brain still on the opposite side of the universe.

He grinned proudly before rearranging her body; drawing her thighs up around his waist and anchoring his arms underneath her shoulders once more. He stared into her dazed eyes intently, waiting patiently for the smallest recognition of reality.

"Isaaaaa, look at me pretty girl. Here my little one, I have you."

He brushed his cock through her drenched lips, applying just enough pressure that she was able to feel him there. Her eyes met his, sparkling in their intensity. He bared his teeth at her before roughly pulling her towards him by her shoulders. She keened to the heavens as he bottomed out inside her.

Full. So very full. She clenched against the intrusion, a constant pulsing that she could not control. He growled at the vice-like grip around his cock before pulling her again.

Oh fuck! She had been wrong, she had not been full before. She was now. She could feel him, so very deep inside her. His coldness soothed the ache of the stretching, but she needed him to fucking move goddammit!

She thrust her hips up towards him, moaning when the movement allowed him to hit her g-spot. He hissed against her ear before tightening his grip on her, his hips starting a hard punishing rhythm. She keened in pleasure against the shell of his ear; she wasn't going to last much longer. He turned his head to look into her eyes.

"You're mine Isabella, now and forever. My mate, MINE!"

She threw her head back in rapture, her walls clamping down on his cock as she came. He followed after her, his feral roars drowning out her pleasured wailing. His teeth sunk into the tissue of his hand, the sharp canines slicing through the skin like butter. His head was turned away from her neck, so as to not claim her that way too. No matter how much he wanted to bite into the beautiful skin of his mate's neck, now was not the right time for that. He would suffice with the taste of his own venom flooding into his mouth until she was durable enough to take his mark…