[Disclaimer] Stephenie Meyer owns everything Twilight. I just like to mess around with her characters and turn them into lesbians.
[A/N] Today's update is dedicated to my reader tlc125
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My lips touched against the inside of Isabella's thigh. She shifted. Her hips bucked upwards a bit while I continued to kiss her leg. The skin was warm and soft to the touch. I flicked my tongue upwards to suck hard on her hipbone. Again, Isabella moved beneath me. In my head, the visions echoed. I could hear the groans of her soon to be pleasures. Finally, with a soft hum on my mouth, I pressed my lips against her mound.
"Yes." Isabella moaned. Her hand fisted into my short curls as if she was trying to keep my head exactly where it was now. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating. I licked up her slit. The taste was different from what I remembered from my first experience like this. I swiped the tip of my tongue through her moist folds. My hands grabbed Isabella's thighs to pull them further apart. I wanted to taste her everywhere at the same time. My tongue dipped into her entrance to draw circles there. Then, I hummed against the sensitive little nub and Isabella screamed. Again and again, I pressed my mouth against that throbbing flesh of hers. Wetness gushed out of her. Her body quivered then suddenly turn completely still again after a few moments.
"My Alice," Isabella's voice was husky now. "I love you so very much."
She wrapped her arms around my back and turned us around, so I was lying beneath her. I moaned when I felt her breasts rubbing against my nipples. Between my thighs, I was slick and pulsing with lust. "Please, touch me." I moaned, taking Isabella's hand to guide it to my sex. I dipped her fingers into my wetness before lifting them up to her mouth to let her taste me.
"Do I taste different now?"
She kept her eyes on me while she slowly licked her wet glistening fingertips clean. "You don't smell like dessert anymore." Isabella giggled. "But still so very irresistible."
I could see a flash of Isabella pressing me against the wall next to the bed. I could see in my head, how concrete drizzled over my head. In my vision, Isabella was kneeling between my legs. My thighs were resting on her shoulders while her mouth was…oh my god.
She gasped when I pulled her upwards and out of the bed. "Please," I whimpered. "I need your mouth on me."
"So do I," Isabella went down on her knees. She circled her tongue over my mound. I groaned when she went lower. Her touch was gentle at first. I needed more. I shifted and wrapped my legs around her head to keep her close. "Don't stop." I whimpered as I felt Isabella's flat tongue thrusting and twisting deep inside me. The sensations were followed by the sweetest pulse of a release. I bucked my hips forward. When I pushed back, the concrete snowed down on me, making me sneeze. Another wave of lust throbbed though me. I shivered in pleasure and moaned loudly.
"Don't break the house." Isabella laughed. She planted a last kiss on my nether lips before letting go. We crawled back underneath the sheets of the bed, and I placed my head on her lap. "How strong are we?" I asked curiously while my lover began to comb through my tangled hair. I wanted to test my boundaries. Before she had changed me, I had never been physically strong. It was new and very exciting for me. "I can't really destroy a house, can I?"
"Lots of vampires destroy houses. I have seen it before." Her lips ghost over my cheekbone. "You are very strong," She leaned down to kiss my lips tenderly. "During the first months of this new life, we are our strongest. It has something to do with our human blood still being in our tissue."
I stroked her arm and touched the scar on her cheek. How did she get it? We didn't have the blanket around us, and I discovered that I enjoyed being naked with her. I loved the way her bare skin felt against mine. Could we just stay like this forever? My burning throat roughly reminded me it wasn't possible. I needed more blood, and I would need it soon.
"You must be thirsty." Isabella stated. "Even I am always so thirsty after making love, and you are a new-born." She kissed the tip of my nose. "Come on. We can go back to bed after we're both fed."
Watching Isabella hunt is fascinating. The reality is even more graceful than my visions. She runs through the forest. I could outrun her, but I took pleasure in watching her legs and backside move in front of me. My companion is so very beautiful. Isabella is beyond exquisite. Her attack is swift and fascinating to me. She sinks her teeth into another doe. I watched her drink and set the prey on fire afterwards. We need to cover our tracks. I don't exactly understand why. I was so thirsty now. My own instincts overpowered me. I got hold of my next prey and slurp greedily. I still didn't care for the bitter taste of the animal's blood. The taste is just wrong somehow. At least, it helped to soothe the fire in my throat. I forced myself to drink a second doe's blood before pulling back and wiping my mouth. This should be enough. Shouldn't it? How often would I have to feed on bad tasting animal's blood? Will I get used to the bitterness it leaves on my tongue?
"You have some blood here." Isabella mumbled, licking swiftly over my left cheekbone. "I need to teach you how to hunt without making a mess."
She kissed my mouth. We rolled around on the forest ground. Leaves ended up tangled in our hair. I laughed. This new life with her was so good. I am in love and always will be. The way I feel about Isabella will never change.