A/N - Remember you can read this one without having read Irresistible, but if you're enjoying this, you'll enjoy Irresistible ;) I do not own these characters, I just make them dance ;P

Chapter 4

When we get back to the house, Edward is standing on the porch waiting for me. Peter gives me an encouraging nudge forward on my lower back as he passes, pausing at the doorway to give me a lingering, sultry look, before heading inside.

'You were gone a while,' Edward says softly to me, 'did you enjoy the falls?' His eyes scan down my body with a slight frown, 'you didn't swim?'

I walk up to him and take his hand in mine, my heart sinking. 'Edward, can we go somewhere to talk.' I ask quietly. This is horrible.

Edward frowns at me but then nods, 'Okay.'

I lead him down the mountain and he runs beside me, both of us silent. I wonder if he can sense my unease and feel a pang in my chest.

After we've gotten far enough into the forest that I'm sure no one will be able to overhear us, I come to a stop.

Edward frowns at me. 'What's going on?'

I pull him over to an abandoned log and sit down, staring up at him.

Edward sits down with me, staring at me curiously.

'Edward I…' I trail off, squeezing his hand. 'I love you.'

'I love you too.' He smiles softly, his ochre eyes searching mine.

I exhale carefully, feeling a weight bear down on me, a heaviness dragging at my chest. 'I don't know how to…I don't know how to say this.' My voice is horribly quiet.

'What is it?' Edward asks worriedly, his eyebrows furrowing as he holds my hand tighter.

A lump forms in my throat and I try to swallow around it. 'I'm so…sorry.' I choke out.

'What did you do Bella?' Edward asks, alarm crossing his handsome face. 'Did you…did you hurt a human?'

Something flickers in my belly, a trickle of anger that I force down. Of course, that's the first thing he thinks.

I sigh and shake my head, 'No. It's…it's about…me - about us.'

'Us?' Edward asks, clearly confused. 'What do you mean?'

I swallow. 'When Peter and I were together I-'

Edward's eyes narrow. 'Did he hurt you?'

'No!' I say quickly. 'He's…we're…'

'What are you trying to say?' Edward frowns.

His eyes widen suddenly. 'Did you…did you cheat on me?'

The hurt in his voice causes something to splinter in my chest but I force myself to say the words, knowing that he needs to hear them, that I need to say them.

'Edward, Peter is my mate.' I state, a feeling of acceptance settling in my gut.

Edward's face falls, his eyes flashing with hurt, 'so, you did cheat on me?'

I shake my head, my eyes flooding with venom. 'No, well, we kissed but that's it, nothing more.'

He stands up, pinching the bridge of his nose. 'How can this happen? How…how do you know?' He drops his hand to his side, looking at me desperately and I stand up too, taking both his hands with mine.

'I just do,' I plead with him, 'I didn't…I thought you were my mate but…it's Peter, Edward. I'm so sorry, the last thing I want to do is hurt you, and I still love you, I love you so much it's just…'

'You want him.' Edward finishes for me, his topaz eyes wide and full of pain.

I crash into his arms tightly and he gently pushes me away. 'Please don't,' he pleads.

I start sobbing. 'God Edward, I'm so sorry I love you.'

He steps back from me, his face withdrawn. 'I…I need to go…'

'Edward,' I beg, 'please don't go I'm sorry.'

He doesn't even look back at me, just disappears into the forest.

I collapse to the floor sobbing.

Arms wrap around me tightly and I sob harder, pressing my face into Jasper's shoulder, breathing in his familiar scent.

'Pete told me darlin'.' He murmurs into my hair.

I clutch at him. 'I'm a horrible person.'

Jasper tuts, stroking my back. 'No, you're not. You know you're not. These things happen baby girl. Edward will understand eventually.'

'But I've ruined everything, he won't want to be around me, I'll have to leave.' I cry.

'Shh darlin' you don't have to go anywhere. It'll be alright.'

'He should hate me, I deserve it.'

'Don't be ridiculous.' Jasper chastises, kissing my head. 'Let me in Bella, let me help you.'

I shake my head. 'I should feel this.'

'You can feel it later, please, I don't like seeing you like this.' He murmurs into my hair.

I acquiesce, letting my shield down.

Jasper floods me with love and acceptance and it wraps around me like a huge emotional hug.

I sigh contentedly and he sighs back.

'This is a good thing darlin', Peter is…you'll be great together.'

I pull back from him slightly and he stares at me with a soft smile, wiping the venom from under my eyes with his thumb.

'What about the rest of the family, won't they hate me?' I ask worriedly.

Jasper's onyx eyes stare into mine, 'No baby girl, no one hates you or is going to be mad at you. It's not your fault.'

I nod softly at him, but I still feel hollow inside. I never wanted to hurt Edward.

There's the rustling of leaves and I look up from Jasper.

Peter is standing there, a worried expression on his face.

Jasper hums softly. 'Don't you start Pete, I've only just calmed Bella down, I don't need to hug you too do I?'

Peter's lips curve up at Jasper, 'You know I'd never turn down a cuddle.'

A small laugh comes from me and Peter's eyes flick to mine, lighting up.

Longing rushes through my body and Jasper exhales shakily. 'God, I forgot how strongly you feel things.'

I elbow him and he grins at me.

'You gonna get off my girl now Whitlock?' Peter raises an eyebrow.

Jasper rolls his eyes, tugging me to my feet. 'She's my girl too and if she's okay then I suppose I'll let ya hug her.'

I kiss Jasper's cheek and he ruffles my hair gently.

'Behave children.' He winks, clapping Peter on the shoulder as he passes him.

'Are you okay?' Peter asks, stepping towards me, his eyes full of concern.

I nod slowly, 'It was horrible. He hates me.'

Peter shakes his head at me with a wry smile, 'I don't think he could ever hate you. He loves you.'

He stops in front of me and I shiver, looking up into his crimson eyes.

He swallows, 'Can I…'

I crash my body to his, hugging him tightly and his whole body relaxes, his arms wrapping around me.

'You don't have to ask.' I say into his chest, breathing in his scent deeply. I feel a deep contentment rise up into my gut, soothing the hollow ache.

Peter kisses my head softly and then cups my face in his hands, tilting my head up to his.

I stare into his eyes, feeling my dead heart swell in my chest. Peter sighs and dips his head, brushing his lips against mine gently.

It barely lasts a second but my whole-body jumps, a shiver snapping down my spine and heat licking between my thighs.

'Come for a run with me?' Peter asks in a low voice, his eyes dancing with desire.

My breath catches in my throat and I fight against the urge to press my mouth to his again, feel his tongue this time, taste him as his body presses against mine. I close my eyes, 'I want to…but I…I can't until…Edward…until he comes back.'

Peter sighs softly. 'You're a better person than me.'

I open my eyes and he smirks at me, his fingers dancing up my spine, sending tiny bolts of pleasure straight between my legs.

I swallow down a load of venom and then reach my hand up to his beautiful face, rubbing my thumb across his smooth cheek. 'You could have taken things further before and you didn't. I wouldn't have been able to stop…you're not a bad person Peter, you're good.'

He catches my hand on my face in his, pressing it against my cheek as he closes his eyes. 'I want to be, for you.' He murmurs softly.

I stare up at him, feeling something in my chest flutter. 'This feels…'

He smiles widely, showing his teeth. 'I know.'

He presses his forehead to mine, his sweet breath washing over my mouth. 'I didn't think it would be like this.'

I find myself smiling. 'Like what?'

'Like you're the most important fuckin' thing I've ever held.' Peter murmurs quietly, 'Like I couldn't live without you, or be away from you, and I don't even fuckin' know you.'

'I feel it too,' I breathe, 'and I want to get to know you, more than anything.'

His crimson eyes open and I lift my hand to run through his hair. He purrs and it sends a bolt of heat straight down my spine, a wave of desire crashing into me.

'Mmm that fuckin' scent.' Peter growls, pulling me tighter to his body, moving his cheek to press against mine. 'You smell so fuckin' good.'

The sheer pleasure of feeling his skin against mine makes me feel like I'm free falling. 'Peter…' I pant, my hand tightening in his hair as I pull his head back roughly, my nose skimming his neck.

Peter lets out a low groan that completely derails me, arousal flooding between my legs as my mouth opens against his neck. I want to bite. I want him inside of me.

'Bella, stop.' Peter says huskily.

I throw myself back from him, ending up 5 meters away. We stare at each other panting heavily.

'Thank you.' I tell him, pressing a hand to my lower stomach to try and soothe the ache between my legs.

Peter's eyes are black, and he nods stiffly. 'Maybe…no unsupervised hugging, until he comes back.'

I sigh. 'I just want you.'

'Fuck, you have no idea how much I want you.' Peter growls.

I can smell his arousal, and it makes something possessive in me want to pull his jeans off and get on my knees in front of him, taste him.

I open my mouth to ask Peter about why I want that so badly, then close it, changing my mind. Our control is already being tested, if I tell him I want that, I'm not sure how he'll react.

Peter arches a brow at me curiously. 'What's going on in that beautiful mind?'

I smile innocently at him, 'Nothing. If we go inside, can we talk? I want to know…everything.'

Peter's lips curve up into a beautiful smile and I feel my chest fill until it's about to burst. 'I want to know everything too.' He tilts his head at me, 'Are you sure you're okay? I know this is a lot…'

'I think I am, and that makes me feel terrible.' I admit, biting my bottom lip. Peter's eyes drop to my mouth and darken slightly but he doesn't move towards me. 'I just wish I didn't have to hurt him,' I sigh, 'I hate that I'm hurting him, that I'm making him sad.'

'I know.' Peter says softly. 'But you really can't help it beautiful.'

He moves towards me and I take his outstretched hand, feeling warmth spread in my chest as his fingers tangle with mine.

He gently tugs me as he starts walking at a human pace back towards the house. I squeeze his hand as I walk beside him.

'Will you tell me what you were so sad about the other day?' Peter asks me quietly, his thumb smoothing across the back of my hand.

I tense, my fingers tightening around his. 'You wouldn't…understand.'

'Try me.'

I glance at him and bite my lip. 'I killed someone. It's why we moved here. I slip up all the time.' My voice cracks, 'this one was…he reminded me of my dad, and I just…I don't have any control.' Peter's silent for a while and I look away from him. 'See, you wouldn't get it, you hunt humans, you don't care when people die.'

Peter stops suddenly and pulls me into his chest roughly with our clasped hands, letting me go and cupping my cheeks. 'That's not fair.' He says, clearly hurt. 'Just because I hunt humans, it doesn't make me a monster.'

I widen my eyes and shake my head roughly. 'No! I didn't mean you're a monster Peter, I just mean…you don't get it, why I feel bad…'

He sighs at me, his crimson eyes still hurt. 'I do get it Bella.'

I frown at him. 'But you kill humans.'

His thumbs stroke across my cheeks. 'I do,' he murmurs, 'but vampires have to drink blood Bella, and human blood is our natural food source. I kill because I have to. I'm not sayin' I don't enjoy it, because I do. Killin' feels natural to me, I like the taste of human blood, I like the taste of their fear, I like the hunt.'

I try to move out of his hold, hating the way his words arouse me, hating the way I want that too, those parts of me I've tried to hide for so long, but Peter doesn't let me, holding me firm.

'Has no one ever told you that's natural baby?' He asks me, searching my eyes. 'You know you can want those things and it's okay, right? There are vampires who only hunt down people who deserve it, people who are killers. Hell, I tend to pick them myself most of the time.'

'I…I'm not supposed to want it.' My voice cracks, 'everyone else is so strong and can control themselves and they're so disappointed in me when I fuck up. I can't help it. I just want the blood so badly, even if it's wrong. I want things that are so wrong.'

I sob and Peter wraps me in his arms, stroking up my back as I cry into his shoulder. 'Bella,' the anger in his voice makes me freeze but he kisses my head quickly. 'Sorry,' he says in a softer voice, 'I'm not angry at you baby, I'm just…you're not wrong for wanting those things, okay?'

I cry harder and Peter's hold tightens around me as I clutch at him. 'Fuckin' Cullens,' he growls. 'Did Jasper not talk to you about this?'

'He - he gets it, and he helps, but I haven't told him everything.' I sob. 'You won't want me anymore when I tell you…'

Peter scoffs, pulling back from me and cupping my cheeks again, his eyebrows knitting together. 'I swear to fuckin' god, there is nothin' you could tell me that could make me not want you. I promise, tell me Bella.'

I feel my lower lip tremble, 'W-when I…when I hunt, I feel…it makes me…'

Peter searches my eyes, 'Aroused?'

Venom floods down my cheeks and I nod shakily. 'Especially the human blood, I know it's wro-'

Peter's mouth meets mine and I gasp into his kiss. It's deep and hungry and I go completely slack against him, my body bursting into flames.

Peter pulls back, breathing hard. 'Baby, listen to me…' He says, his voice low and husky, 'that is normal. We all feel it. I'm so sorry that no one has explained this to you, or told you it's okay, but it fuckin' is. Do you know what mated vampires do when they hunt together?'

I'm staring at him in surprise, 'No, I mean, we go hunting as a group and nothing happens that often…I guess sometimes the couples hunt alone.'

Peter growls quietly before pulling me close, his mouth by my ear. 'If I hunted with you, I'd want to fuck you while you were covered in blood, I'd want to lick it off every inch of your beautiful body, taste it on your tongue while I was inside of you, I'd want to drink with you, watch you as you taste it, fuck you while you taste it.'

My eyes roll back in my head and I go limp in Peter's arms, my body incapable of working. I don't think he's prepared when I crash my mouth to his because he lets out a low groan that sets me on fire and then we're on the floor and he's on top of me, pinning me to the ground with his strong, muscled body.

My back arches off the ground as I feel him, thick and hard between my legs and Peter's kiss is so fierce and deep, his tongue sweeping into my mouth like I'm the best thing he's ever tasted and he needs more. I tear at his hair and bite at his lips and almost rip his shirt off him before he throws himself off me, breathing hard.

'Sorry, sorry.' He pants.

'Me too.' I reply, placing my hands over my eyes and shivering at the intense need that's still roiling in my belly. After a few minutes, I'm back in control of myself and I let my hand drop to my side, leaning up on my forearms to stare at him, 'Did you mean it?'

Peter smirks at me, 'Did it not seem like I meant it…' he gestures to where I'm lying and raises an eyebrow.

I fall back down to the floor and stare up at the trees. 'I thought I was…deranged.'

'You're not.' Peter says, an undercurrent of anger still in his voice. I know it's not for me now, so I don't react.

I sigh. 'I just wish control came as easily to me as it does the others. They don't struggle as much, maybe Jasper I guess, but he hasn't slipped up in years.'

'I wouldn't really know anythin' about it. When you drink human blood, you don't feel bloodlust like that.' Peter says quietly. 'You eat when you're hungry, but you can control it, easily. I could be in a room full of bleeding humans and resist.'

I sit up and stare at him, wide eyed. 'You could?'

He shrugs, 'You could too, if you hunted humans.'

I shift uneasily, 'Peter, I'm not…I do-'

'I won't force you to change your diet,' Peter says, grabbing my hand and pulling me to my feet, his fingers tangling with mine, 'but you don't seem happy eatin' animals baby, so…I'm just sayin', you could hunt evil people, bad ones, the ones who'll hurt others, and then you wouldn't struggle with control anymore.'

'You say such…wicked, tempting things.' I say, biting my bottom lip.

Peter smirks at me. 'Thanks, I think,' his knuckles brush my cheek, 'you can be whoever you want with me angel. You want to go on a rampage and kill a whole village, I'll support you. You want to keep eatin' animals, I'll support you. You could never do anything that would make me not want you. Your darkest thought, your darkest act, I'm there with you, okay?'

I stare at him for a second, something in my chest lurching. 'Okay.' I say softly.

We start walking slowly to the house again, holding hands. I can't help but stare at him, utterly captivated by his beautiful face, his crimson eyes, his perfectly pink mouth.

I want him to be mine.

He is mine. The thought makes me shiver possessively.

Peter turns his head and smirks when he sees me staring at him, 'Fuck,' he bites his bottom lip, 'the things I'm going to do to you…' His voice is low and throaty and causes such an intense desire to flood through me that I almost trip.

'Peter!' I chastise breathlessly, 'We've only just calmed down.'

He laughs, deep and rich, and so beautiful and I find myself laughing too, my cheeks hurting with how wide my smile is.


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