Dear Readers,
Ok.... Excuse time. Haha. Don't you just love how I open up with my lame excuses? Ok. Well excuse one. I was at the beach for a week... Sand in all the wrong places, trust me. Being computer deprived was horrible and it made me feel... powerless. My mind was winding and winding until I finally got to a sheet of paper. I mean, do you know how hard it is to be a writter and not have anything to write with? Nothing to type with? It's horrible... it sucks, and most of all, it's torture.
So, School for me is started up on Wends. So I doubt I'll be able to update all the time, but trust me when I say, I'll be trying my hardest to do it for you guys. It's really tough to do homework, hang out with friends, and write really long chapters, but I'm going to try.
With out farther due, here is the chapter you've all been waiting for, patiently, and diligently. Oh, and yet another thing, this Chapter is in Bella's perspective, to give you a taste of how she feels.
Enjoy.
-Megan
Pumpkin's Brew Prt 2
I walked into Edward's chambers, he was there behind me. His fingers were tracing my dress. The dress he bought. The dress he loved on me. We didn't talk, my breathing was almost erratic and untamed. I kept swallowing, hoping that the saliva in my mouth would quench this newly found thirst that I had seemed to acquire on the short walk into Edward's chambers. I turned around to face Edward, his eyes were dark green in the candle light. His lips were pursed and he seemed to be holding something back, something very important, but I couldn't figure it out.
"You're to obey me, always." Edward said finally, his voice almost shaking, but I stood there, looking into his eyes, our masks discarded on the bed stand. "If you don't... I will be forced to punish you. You already listen to me, very well. However, once you are my submissive, you cannot back talk me unless I allow it, if I warn you once, and you do it once more, you will be punished. Painfully." Edward continued
"I understand." I said quietly, he nodded and looked down.
"I didn't ask you to speak, but that is the way it shall be. When I ask, in the bedroom, for you not to speak, you shalt." Edward said, I cannot say that I was not scared, every fiber of me was scared. I felt like a deer being chased by the hunter, knowing you stand no chance against their bow and arrows. Knowing that you are helpless is one of the most... degrading feelings in the world. "Do you understand? You may speak."
"I understand." I said, yet again, in a quiet, loving voice.
"Tonight I will not make you submit too far, it will be slow, passionate, even. Do not think for one second through this submissive state that I do not care for you, Isabella. Do not. You are...... going to be my wife, however, now you are my submissive." Edward said. I nodded my head.
Edward turned me around gingerly, and began to undress me, gently. He undid my garments, he even took care to unlace my corset softly, not pulling at all. Finally, my shift was coming off, the only thing standing in the way of my undergarments. I began to breath heavily. I had seen Edward in nothing at all, not even garments. However, it was much more different since I am about to be intimate with him. His fingers traced my back, my naked back. I shivered at his touch.
There was no possibly way to avoid what was going to happen next as he turned me around almost as gingerly as he turned my back to him. I looked into his green eyes, they were dark with lust, dark with passion. Just dark.
"Undress me." He commanded in a low voice.
I did as he commanded, beginning with his over coat. I took it off, and let it drop to the floor, it was silk, and my dress was just as precious, he did not care. I went to his under-vest, and began to unbutton it, and slipped it off. It was down to his shirt and breeches now. That was all that was left, other than his under ware... My hands were shaking as I started to unbutton all the buttons on his buttons. It was really embarrassing to be this nervous, but Edward smiled encouragingly, if not, lovingly. He held my hands after I finished and kissed my hands tenderly, showing me slight compassion. Then he let my hands fall and he shrugged off his shirt.
I gulped, he looked at me, expecting me to remove his breeches. "Go on, Isabella." Edward said, his voice almost dark now. I did as he said, I took down his breeches where his white, cotton under ware shown a prominent budge. I knew what it was, and the thought made my stomach churn. "Those too, Isabella." Edward said as he had sensed my wariness and my sudden shock. I let them drop to the floor, my eyes on his. I would not look down, no matter what, I am not going to look down... It's not right, it's improper.
"You can look. I'm looking at you." Edward chide, I looked at the window, he looked at me, his eyes seemed a little angry, he pulled my chin to look at him. "Look, Isabella." Edward said, he commanded me which surprised me to say the very least. My eyes meandered down to where warmth was coming from, and there it was, his large, aroused manhood. It looked smooth, hard. It almost called out for me to touch it. It was a pinkish brown color, it looked warm, inviting, even.
"On the bed, Isabella, lie down." Edward instructed. I did as he said and laid on my back. My breath made my breasts rise, the coldness of the air of my breath made me nipples perk and bud. I couldn't seem to think straight, my whole entire brain was just consumed on how honestly beautiful Edward is. He looked down at me as he kneeled on the bed, his eyes darker than I have ever seen them before.
His biceps were rippling from anticipation, his stomach muscles tensing at the sight of my slender, pale body being laid out before him. He was excited, by the looks of his manhood, but he was just slowly leaning down to kiss me, he kissed me tenderly, and rubbed my cheek thoughtfully. "Spread your legs." Edward commanded, his voice soft, but also very dominant. I did as he asked, the breeze hitting my very sensitive, warm, pink flesh. I gasped at the feeling of his large, warm fingers brushing against my lower lips. I felt him part them, his fingers getting wet from the nectar my body has created for him.
I couldn't bare not to make a noise as his fingers found my sensitive little bud. I moaned, and I saw Edward's face, he was happy to see that he had found a place that put me to perfect Nirvana.
"Ahh, there it is, my little pet." Edward hummed to me, I moaned again as his fingers began to stroke my small bud, I moaned in delight, and slightly in annoyance as he had called me 'my little pet'. "You're so very moist, my little pet." Edward purred into my ear, making me shiver at the sound and the feeling of his fingers caressing me softly.
"Edward." I begged, I felt a slap to my centre. He hit my woman hood!
"No speaking, my little pet. If you want me to enter you, you must moan louder." Edward said. So that is what he met by punishment. He punished me for speaking out of turn by smacking my sensitive womanhood.
I moaned loudly as he increased his administrations, I felt a finger go into me, it felt right, it felt welcomed. I moaned again, and a second finger went into me, stretching me, almost painfully. I moaned slightly in pain. Edward smiled slightly, seeing how 'tight' as he muttered, I was. His two fingers began to pump in and out of me as his other hand let my sensitive bud quiver by being petted. I felt his mouth began to suckle on my breasts, making my back arch into his mouth, that moment, I heard him moan, and not me.
"Now, it's time." Edward said, he placed himself into my knees, his face still, his eyes moving to my face, to my body. Then lastly, to himself, to his manhood. It looked so big, it was almost impossibly to imagine that huge thing inside of my small little entrance. However, I wouldn't have to imagine much longer, I'll be experiencing.
"Don't worry." Edward purred, his hand lifting to my cheek, stroking it gently. "It's going to hurt a little, but it'll feel good. This big cock belongs in here." Edward said, his other hand that wasn't stroking my cheek lovingly was stroking his 'cock' as he had called it, lustfully. I scooted closer to him, he smiled and kissed my forehead. His hands went to my hips, and he pushed the tip of himself into my entrance.
I squeaked in pain. He hushed me, and told me that it's alright.
He brought more of himself inside of me, he put his head on my shoulder and smiled to me. "This is always the hard part, getting in." Edward said, I felt him then shove himself into me fast. I groaned in pain and arched my back. Tears overflowing my eyes.
"Edward, it hurts." I begged him to pull out, almost, but his hand left my hip and went to my sensitive bud. He hushed me and began to rub, not moving his hips to crash into mine.
"Doesn't it feel good, little pet." Edward said, he started to move slowly as his fingers worked on my sensitive bud, and to my surprise, he didn't punish me for my outburst, it was like the pain I was experiencing now was more than enough punishment.
I felt warm liquid gush from me, it was blood, I heard him sigh about it. He began to move faster, and the pain turned into pleasure. Especially with Edward rubbing my sensitive bud. I was shaking, I was arching my back as far as Edward's chest would allow. His pecks were pressed up against my breasts, rubbing against them as he thrust strongly into me.
I moaned in ecstasy, I felt like I was jumping off into a cliff, feeling like I was on a pile of opium. I moaned loudly, I even shouted Edward's name, and after the pulsing stopped in my womanhood, Edward slowed and I felt him begin to throb inside of me, and I felt liquid enter me, a liquid I knew to be his seed. He could very well land me with child.
Edward moaned again, and fell to my side, sweat plastered on both of us, holding the sheets to our bodies. Edward looked over to me, and started to brush hair out of my sweaty face thoughtfully. "How do you feel, Isabella?" Edward asked, I looked over at him, and I smiled, surprisingly. I didnt' talk, I wasn't asked to.
"You may speak, Bella, it is like a marriage bed, now." Edward told me, I smiled at him, and nodded.
"I feel.. exhausted." I told him, he smiled at me, his crooked, uneven smile. The one that made all the women melt at balls, and he was giving it to me.
"I am too, sleep, Beautiful Bella. You did magnificently." Edward encouraged.
The Next Morning.
I awoke to find myself alone in bed. Not my bed, not even my chambers, no. I was in Edward's bed, in Edward's chambers. He did sleep with me, I felt his hands wrapped around me all night, I was still naked, and I was sore. I looked outside, and the lights were bright. It was well into the morning, perhaps ten. I rose from the bed and looked around, a single, slik, scarlet robe sat next to the bed, and it was a woman's. Edward must have for-seen me being a slight bit worried of what the maids and such would think.
I hurried to my room to find Jessica in there, washing the dress I wore the other night.
"Good morning, Miss." Jessica said in a formal tone.
"Good morning, Jessica. How are you? Did you enjoy yourself?" I asked as I rushed around looking for my basin filled with warm water to refresh myself.
"I did, thank you. Thank you for the dress, Miss, it was quite beautiful. Micheal loved it." Jessica smiled, her brown eyes wide with happiness.
"I'm pleased. . . Jessica, are you cross with me in some way?" I asked, I was genuinely concerned by her short tone she was taking with me, her eyes wandered up to find mine, she looked guilty.
"I came in last night to talk to you... you weren't here. Where were you, Bella?" Jessica asked, she stood up, and her face was red. "I am your maid, and I am your friend... You treat me as if I am one at a time." Jessica said in hate.
"I was not in my room, you are correct. I was in Lord Edward's room." I said quietly, "we were talking over business matters when I fell asleep." I mumbled the last part.
"Some business matters if I had found your dress and your other dressings scattered on his floor and your body naked lying in his bed!" Jessica countered, I looked at her, my face red with anger and blush. Tears unleashed, and it was embarrassing that, that was one of the movements of my anger.
"Get out. How dare you!" I muttered, Jessica stood up and looked at me.
"Are you going to be his mistress all of your life?" Jessica asked, I slapped her and she fell to the floor in a painful thud. Her hand holding her cheek. Her brown eyes wide with surprise. "You're already starting to act like a Duchess," Jessica said, a soft sob in her chest, I looked down at her.
"You should know better, Jessica." I heard Edward speak from the door way, he must have heard everything. "You should not go into my room, you should not yell at someone who is going to be a Duchess. Friend or not." Edward said, he walked over and put his hand on the back of my neck. "And you, my love, mustn't hit the help, or your friend. It could be bad for their health." Edward instructed me.
"I am truly sorry, Jessica. You know you mustn't test my anger. Get up." I told her, she stood, her body shaking. I walked up to her, and fixed her cap like I always had. Her brown eyes still wide, and now filled with translucent tears.
"I'm sorry, Duchess." Jessica spat. I raised my hand to smack her again, and stopped myself.
"Apology accepted. You have the day off. Leave me. Speak of this, and you will be fired." I said, my power was high in the household, and I never hit Jessica before, but she knew that I was in fact allowed.
I sat on the day bed and looked down at my hands, which stung from the sudden rush of hormones. "She had no right..." I said to him, Edward kneeled in front of me, and kissed each of my fingertips.
"I know, my love. Get dressed. Brunch is waiting." Edward instructed, I did as he said, I dressed in a lavender dress it was quiet plan. No fancy trimmings of lace, no silk. It was all cotton. It was humble, however you could see my shift under it.
I was quiet while we ate, and I didn't eat much. Edward was talking about having to get another secretary/assistant soon, seeing as I am to be his wife and it wouldn't be prudent for me to be his assistant and his wife. I couldn't add the submissive part on there, it wasn't the time, nor the place for back talk and banter.
"I think I should stay your assistant, if not a helpful wife in state affairs." I countered as I dabbed my mouth for any droppings of bacon grease.
"You may stay on until I find another. I do not wish for you to work." Edward said sipping his strong, Italian coffee.
"Edward, please. I enjoy working. I do not know what I'd do to keep myself busy. Besides, Alice and Rosalie work." I paused, his face was straight. "So does your mother." I complained.
"Yes, but not in working affairs." Edward paused, "not in estate affairs." Edward corrected himself. I sighed and looked down at my half full plate.
"Edward, please. I enjoy my work." I pleaded, he looked up from his coffee and he looked aggravated.
"Bella, please. Do not argue." Edward pleaded me, his eyes showing the dominant side of him that I had seen last night.
"I'm terribly sorry." I mumbled, he looked at me and smiled.
"How do you feel? I fear I was too rough last night." Edward said, his voice light, and caressing from the far distance of the table.
"I feel sore... I am fine, however." I said pausing, "and how are you this lovely morning?"
"Refreshed." Edward answered shortly as his footmen came up and whispered something in his ear. Something perhaps pertaining to me.
"Ah, I see." Edward mumbled to his footmen, and whispered something back, I looked at him curiously as the footmen left and Edward gave me his attention again.
"What was that about?" I asked, my curiosity getting the best of me each day I am not treated like an employee.
"Nothing you need to worry about, Bella." Edward said smiling, his crooked smile that he used so many times to smolder me into doing paper work that was met for him originally.
"All right then." I said as I speared a piece of rolled sausage with my fork and bit into it, Edward's face looked painful as he watched me bite the sausage. Probably thinking it would be his manhood. And perhaps, he is right.
After brunch Alice came by, and Jasper came by to see to Edward about extending his Theatre. They of course retired to Edward's office to talk business and of course, how much it would cost. Alice and I went to my quarters, where she kept looking at me for quiet some time until I finally gave up and asked her why she was staring at me so diligently.
"You look different, bright. Perhaps even darker." Alice mused, her hands playing with strands of ribbon that we've been trying to unknot.
"I do, do I? How odd." I said, focusing on a bright yellow ribbon.
"In fact, I'd say its a look of a lady when she's lost her virtue." Alice said.
Alice was always very bold and verbose. She never let anything on her mind go to waste, she'd always speak it and make sure it was heard. Despite my many wants to tell her, I was unsure if I could, unsure if it would be proper of me to let her hear of Edward and I's personal, intimate moments last night. However, I've always found that I could confide in Alice and she'd never tell a single soul. Never. She'd take it to the grave and make sure it was good and buried with her before she told a secret of Rosalie and I's.
"Alice..." I started, I wanted to say for her to mind her own business, but this was her business. She had every right to know I had slept in the same bed with her brother - multiple times, and that I had made love with her brother last night, she had every right to know, but I couldn't divulge such a secret.
"We all have our secrets Bella, and yours are far more important to keep to yourself. So do try and keep it to yourself." Alice winked, I found myself breathing easier after that.
We untangled several ribbons and made sure that each one did not become tangled again. Why we were doing this, I had no idea, it was just a ball of ribbons that we decided to spend quite a large amount of time on. We hadn't noticed how long we were gossiping and talking until Jessica walked in. Her face flushed in tears, and I do not believe it was I who had caused them.
"Jessica, what is wrong?" Alice asked in a loving voice.
"Mike..." Jessica sobbed out, I walked over and put my hand on her back.
"What did he do, Jessica?" I asked, her eyes were filled with tears that were waiting to join the others that had fallen on her cheek.
"He says that he cannot be with me because I am a servant girl. I chose this job, and I get paid so much better than I would while being a baker!" Jessica complained, looked down, my eyes wanting to curl up into my head and my mouth along with it. But I had t help her.
"You're not going to be a servant for much longer. You're going to be one of my Lady's in waiting." I said quietly, I looked down, "when Edward and I are wed..." I mumbled quietly. Jessica's head popped up and looked at me, her eyes filled with slight joy, and extreme pain.
"Truly?"
"Truly." I confirmed, she smiled, her face filled with new found joy.
"Thank you!" Jessica hugged me tightly, her tears falling into my soft curls. I smiled and patted her back softly.
"You're welcome." I said, then Edward's footmen came in and smiled at us all.
"Dinner, Lady Alice, Ms. Swan." He said and then he walked out of the room, I smiled.
"Come along." Alice said as she put the smaller ball of ribbons down on the day bed and walked to the door way, I looked at Jessica.
"Are you going to be alright?" I asked, genuinely concerned.
"Yes, go enjoy your dinner." Jessica said, I smiled and nodded, walking out of the room with Alice by my side. Earlier I had told her how I had hit Jessica earlier today, and Alice thought that it wasn't right, but it was probably called for if she had gone any farther. Alice and I were never really violent, normally. I detested violence, where Rosalie loved it and enjoyed sword fighting very much.
A dinner with Alice and Jasper was always such a joy. Alice would talk, and smile. Almost entertain because her brother had no wife to do so. Jasper chatted and talked about how his next plays were going to be, perhaps at times even tell us about them, telling us most of the play except for the very end, which was always such a cruel fate, so then we'd just have to go see it because the suspense. It was his marketing scheme for Edward and I, not that we minded entirety.
"Perhaps we could go for a show tonight?" Alice said, looking hopefully at her husband, Jasper smiled and looked to Edward.
"What is playing?" Edward asked, his fingers twisting a sprig of parsley.
"The same as last month. But it was rather good." Jasper said looking at him, a look in his eyes almost asking him to come, because if Edward and I did not, Alice would drag him to the theatre alone.
"Yes, that was a rather good play..." Edward mused, "Bella?"
Edward almost always asked my opinion when it came to house outings. He always wanted to make sure it was something that I wanted to do, and if it wasn't, then he would just appose it all together, even if he liked the idea. He was sweet almost all the time, however, he did have his dark side, like at night. I smiled at Alice, Jasper, and then lastly Edward.
"I think it sounds delightful." I smiled, Edward nodded and smiled.
"Settled then, we'll go." Edward said placing his non splotched napkin on his empty plate and smiled.
"Of course we'll have to go home and change, we are in casual clothing." Alice said looking at her plain dress that was almost the same color as mine, her face filled with worry and regret.
"I agree." Edward said as he stood, "would you like me to summon my coachmen?" Edward asked Jasper.
"Not at all, if we could just borrow some of your clothes, you're close to my size, and Alice is close to Bella's." Jasper said smiling, Edward nodded and lead Jasper to his chambers and I lead Alice to mine.
Alice chose a dress that she had bought me, it was gold and itchy. I didn't wear it because it was too flashy and it was itchy. Alice, however, had no problem with being flashy, and apparently ahd no problem with being itchy either. I dressed in a creme colored dress that had pearls all around the neck line, the lace almost engulfing my neck. My hair was put up in a fashionable curly bun, and Alice of course left hers in an awry of messiness.
When we met the men they were waiting patently in suits with white bow ties. Edward and I sat together at the play, and we watched everything that Alice and Jasper had, it got annoying when they would lean over and discuss how they really made the people disappear and such. Edward and Jasper knew how to ruin the magic of a play for Alice and I. Even if we had already watched it once before.
The end of the night neared and the play began to slow down, the lead character dying for the one he loves in a horrible battle to the death. The woman crying over her dead love's body, and eventually find she is with his child. The play ended with her looking over a child's crib and everyone clapped.
"That was wonderful!" Alice adored, Jasper smiled and kissed her forehead.
"I'm so very happy you liked it, darling." Jasper kissed her forehead again and smiled at her, Alice nodded her head.
"Well, it is late. Good night Jasper, Alice." Edward said, he shook hands with Jasper and kissed his sister on the cheek.
As we got into the carriage Edward sat across from me and smiled at me thoughtfully.
"Are you too sore?" Edward asked, I smiled and looked down, a large blush creeping up on my face, my ears burning red with the blood that had suddenly flooded to my face.
"Not at all." I said, he smiled and he told the coachmen to go back to his house, and quickly.
