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!!!WARNING!!! The rating for this story has been changed to M for mature audiences only due to the content of this chapter.

So, umm…this is my first lemon and I'm kind of nervous about it. It took me forever to write because I wanted it to be perfect, and I'm hoping that it is. My apologies for bad grammar, spelling, or punctuation marks.

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Chapter 14: Euphoria

Edward pushed me up against the locked door of his room as our eyes met. The way he peered down at me made it seem like I was the only girl he ever cared to lay eyes on. Or at least, the only one who mattered. I sucked in a shallow breath wondering how far he was willing to go this time, because I was ready to go all the way. I believe that under all those layers of hunger and blood thirst, my body had always yearned for Edward physically.

His left hand curled around the nap of my neck caressing the skin he found there, and his right arm held me firmly in place against his body. I noticed the darkness in his irises that seemed to burn.

"Are you hungry?" I asked reaching up to touch the purplish bruises under his eyes.

He took my hand and pressed my fingers against his lips lightly, "For you, Love."

Without another word or a moment of hesitation, Edward crushed his lips to mine and I eagerly responded to his stroking tongue. The sweetness of his breath washed over my nostrils sending me into a swirl of ecstasy just by his scent alone. His hands crept to my lower back, fingers searching under my shirt to caress the skin he found there. Then, he quickly abandoned it to lift me up, forcing me to encircle my legs around his waist.

I became very aware of his hardness pressing against my center through his pants. Liquid began to pool at my core in response to his stimulation. Desire coursed through me like a raging rapid. Something I've never experienced before as a human or a vampire. It was addictive, because I couldn't think about ever ceasing to experience such an exciting feeling. There was no bloodlust, there was only Edward.

He slowly pulled away to trail kisses down my neck. I bit my lip and turned my head to the side to give him more access. His tongue was wet and slick against my skin, sending chills throughout my body. I shivered in his arms from the contact. Surprisingly, he licked a small area of my neck to my ear before grazing my lobe with his teeth. I inhaled a shaky breath.

"Stop me now, Bella," He whispered.

"Why?" I whispered back unable to find my voice.

"Because I don't think I can," He replied trailing a hand down the side of my breast.

"Then, don't stop," I encouraged.

I tightened my legs around his hips pressing us even closer if that was possible.

"Bella…" Edward groaned against my skin.

My little fingers worked their way quickly through the buttons of his dress shirt one by one. I was surprised to hear Edward's breathing quicken with every button that I turned loose. His expression looked pained, as if he was still trying to decide if this was the right thing to do. I leaned in to kiss the bare skin of his chest, letting my lips linger lightly on the surface of his skin while he held me with ease.

"Don't resist me, Edward," I said seductively. "Haven't you resisted long enough? I know you want me as much as I want you. I can feel you pulsing with need. Please, don't turn away from me again. I don't think I can bare that," I finished placing one last kiss against his skin before looking up to meet his eyes.

Edward shifted, walking ever so slowly toward his inviting bed against the center of a wall. A prop that I thought was useless up until now. Each footfall was a stepping stone toward the oasis of passion that filled my mind with images of Edward and I beneath the silky sheets. It made me shiver and tremble to my very core knowing how easily Edward could take me on this very bed, and I wouldn't object to him. He laid me down gently, his arm reaching back to cradle my neck. The honey scent radiated off of his exposed chest and flowed fiercely through my nostrils. I knew with one touch, he could make me shudder with delight.

"I can't deny you any longer, Bella," He stated roughly.

Edward leaned into me and I instantly felt fluid and weak under the anticipation of his kiss. My mind was in a thousand different directions as the fierce collision of his soft, sweet lips against mine moved in synchronization with each other. It was like a fire igniting between us, and I could feel all of Edward's desires within a single kiss. He was finally giving in to me, and letting himself go. To allow himself to feel everything he's been holding back, and I was prepared to feel something more than just my bloodlust. It took my breath away knowing this is only the beginning…

I yanked off his shirt with ease and let it drop to the floor. Edward's lean body was incredibly muscular and defined beneath his marble skin. I allowed myself to touch and explore the contours of his chest, memorizing everything about it.

Suddenly, a strange feeling began to metabolize itself in my head telling me to turn back. That wasn't what I wanted, yet, the feeling was there telling me to stop. Nagging at me to recoil; asking me how much more complicated I wanted to make our relationship. What were we? Friends, boyfriend and girlfriend, or creator and creation? Does it matter? If I could make Edward mine, if only for a few hours, I would accept all complications that came with it.

I snaked my arms around his neck, and flipped him onto the bed underneath me. It shook with the force I exerted on Edward and he smirked up at me as I straddled his legs. The look on his face told me he was just letting me take the reigns for now. I wasn't sure how to proceed, though. Should I kiss him or rock my hips against him? Before I could make a decision, Edward wrapped his fingers around my wrist and beckoned me forward so that we were chest to chest.

"Kiss me," He demanded.

I roughly brought my mouth against his, and he thrust his tongue into my mouth with the same eagerness. After a few seconds, the roughness faded into something sweeter. His fingers tangled into my silky hair bringing me closer to his probing tongue, searching, exploring, and stroking the underside with tenderness. A small whimper evaporated from my throat. Edward's wondering hands found the bottom of my shirt and wasted no time in pulling it off, breaking our heated kiss in the process.

His eyes grew wide at the lacey red number I wore. I grew self-conscious under his gaze the longer he stared. My hand automatically reached out for my shirt back, but he tossed it over the side of the bed.

"I could put on something sexier," I stated wondering if his silence was disapproval for what I was wearing. Perhaps, it turned him off.

"Don't be absurd, Bella," He moved to sit up with me still straddling his legs.

I felt his lips against my bare shoulders, and my nipples perked up under the soft fabric of my bra.

"You look so sinful it hurts," Edward breathed peering at me as his hand slid one strap off of my shoulder.

Suddenly, the walls spun and my view of the ground disappeared so that I was looking up at the ceiling. That view was also quickly obstructed by Edward's flawless face as he maneuvered his body on top of mine. On hand slipped behind my knee, and hiked my leg up against his hip forcing his hard erection against my core. More liquid pooled between my legs making me sensitive to the slightest pressure, especially Edward's pulsing erection between my thighs. I longed to feel his length inside me.

Before I knew it, his swift fingers had already unbutton my jeans and pulled the zipper down. His fingers trailed across the lacy band of my panties, playfully tugging, and causing every fiber of my body to tingle.

"Beautiful," Edward sighed as he brushed his lips across the top part of my chest.

I let my hands roam down the side of his torso, his waist, across his stomach, and slowly crept toward the bulge in his pants. My fingers tentatively lingered without much pressure until I found the tip. It was easily recognized because he was soaking the material of his pants. I lazily stroked him, using my fingers to curl around his hardness as much as I could through the barrier between us. Edward's eyes were now closed, his lips slightly parted, and his forehead scrunched up from the sensation I was creating. His hips moved against my fingers in pace with my strokes, calling my name as the friction grew more intense.

Abruptly, Edward placed his hand over mine allowing a few more strokes before stopping me completely. He groaned and I pouted unaccustomed to not having my way. Edward usually gave me everything I wanted, except my way with him.

"I won't last very long if you keep doing that, Love," Edward merely whispered while trying to calm his breathing.

Then, he pulled away. 'Oh, no. He's going to come up with another excuse to-', My thoughts were interrupted when I realized Edward was unbuckling his belt with a teasing smile. I watched, transfixed on his movements as he worked the zipper and let his pants fall. His erection was now full and throbbing because it stood proudly against his black boxers.

I bit my bottom lip at the sight as Edward leaned in towards me. His hands gripping my thighs and quickly ended at the waistband of my jeans. His hungry eyes flashed up and I knew exactly what he was asking for. Permission.

I nodded, and he pulled them off smoothly past my thighs, my calves, and off my ankles. Laying against his silky sheets, I felt so vulnerable and exposed. Yet, completely comfortable lying there for him to gaze down at me adoringly. I wondered if he was just going to stand there and stare at me all night.

He moved quickly on top of me again to snake his fingers around my back, and I felt my bra immediately unsnap between Edward's fingers. Well, one thing is for sure, there will be no awkward moments with this smooth operator.

I kept my eyes on him as he removed my garment, trembling like a little inexperienced girl. Well, I was, but I'm also a vampire for crying out loud. I have to get a grip. When his hand cupped my breast, I couldn't help but to shiver under his touch. His hands were unbelievable soft, unyielding as they messaged me. My nipples extremely hard between his fingers.

"Ohh…" I moaned softly arching my back.

Without warning, Edward enclosed his mouth around my nipple. A jolt of pleasure rippled down to my core causing me to moan his name in a heady tone. He responded by flicking his tongue back and forth sending me to another height of arousal. If that wasn't enough, Edward proceeded to treat my other breast the same way as he messaged and pinched the one his mouth wasn't covering.

I needed him with a new desperation now that he was feeding me so much desire and consuming none. I practically felt him at my entrance, and I knew I had to have him there soon or he will be the death of me.

Edward's hand gripped the waistband of my panties and attempted to pull them off while he was still busy somewhere else. With a growl radiating from his chest, I felt it snap against my hip and torn away rather roughly. I hissed at him, because my vampire instincts took that as a threat. I didn't even realize it until the noise left my mouth.

"I'll buy you another pair," He said crushing his lips against mine and he was forgiven.

Our kisses were rough, needy, and desperate for more. My naked thighs were pinned on either side of his hips, granting him complete access. I wasn't aware of his hand trailing down across my stomach toward my curls until his fingers glided across my slick nubs.

"Ahh!" I gasped at the strange and pleasurable sensation.

Edward didn't stop, he only looked at me as his fingers continued to rub up and down that sensitive area that made my liquid run thick with uncontrollable need for him to continue and never stop. My moans lingered in the air around us like a misty fog. At some point, I wanted to explode and that's exactly what it felt like. The need to just let go, but his fingers slowed easing that need down to a bearable level. 'No!' I wanted to scream at him for stopping, but I couldn't find my voice. He made me speechless.

Edward looked at me mischievously as he bought those same fingers he was pleasing me with, glistening with my juices, up to his mouth and licked them off. My jaw dropped, how can someone so quiet and reserved be such a monster in bed? It hardly made any sense, but I was not complaining. Edward stripped his boxers while I tried to recover from his onslaught.

I didn't have the chance to, because he was on top of me again allowing some of his weight to rest on me. I recognized his hard erection coming to rest against my stomach at once.

"You're so wet for me, Bella," He groaned painfully as if he couldn't take this torture anymore than I could stand it.

"Bella, we can st-"

I placed a finger over his lips before that last word could make it out of his mouth. Then, I shook my head at him. We were already too far. Couldn't he see that? I needed him, and he needed me. There was nothing complicated about that, and I wasn't going to let him make it complicated now that we were so close to getting what we both want. Each other.

Edward held me tighter, more protectively as he positioned himself near my entrance. Probably, not wanting to hurt me, but could he hurt me? Aren't I sort of invincible? Nonetheless, his gesture made me feel like my heart was beating again. Beating for him.

His lips found my neck as he allowed himself to enter me slowly. To my surprise, I did feel pain as his length stretched me, molding my insides to fit perfectly around him. And we were perfect, together as one. Two pieces of the puzzle connecting to form one unified shape.

The pain subsided after he buried himself deep within my core. I felt his lips fluttered against my closed eyelids placing a gentle kiss over each one. He was pulsing with need inside me, yet he controlled himself to hold perfectly still when I knew he desperately wanted to move. Because for me, he would do just that.

"Edward…" It came out as a moan.

"Yes, Bella?" He whispered peering down with smoldering eyes.

"Make me yours," My voice trembled.

He inhaled a sharp breath at my words and pulled himself out before slowly sliding into me again. I could feel my wetness coating his stiff member resulting in a more comfortable friction between us. His lips found purchase on my nipples tugging and teasing as he moved in and out. My moans were endless against his ears filling up the silent room with my panting breaths and sounds of pleasure.

"Ahh!" I gasped quite loudly when Edward surprised me by fully thrusting himself inside.

"You like that, Love?' He asked hoarsely.

"Yes…Ughh!" I cried as another hard thrust filled me to the hilt and quickly slipped back out again to repeat the pattern.

His lips covered mine as each thrust grew more frantic and my moans grew louder. I dug my fingernails into his back, meeting his hips with mine. Our bodies dangerously grinding against each other, and the bed shook with our colliding forces.

"Harder," I demanded with a gasp and Edward responded by slipping his hand behind my arched back and bringing my hips to meet his more forcefully than I ever imagined possible. The headboard rocked against the wall making a very noticeable banging sound, but I didn't care to notice anything more than that.

Every thrust of our joined hips brought me closer to the edge, but not quite pushing me over just yet. The sensation lingered, building, becoming almost agonizing and I felt the need to hold back.

"Let go, Bella…Come with me, Love," He beckoned bringing me so close to that edge again simply with his words.

As if on cue, I felt my walls clamp down around him, increasing the friction between us. He was so hard…demanding release and the pit of my stomach tightened.

"Oh, Bella…" Edward groaned driving himself into me relentlessly.

That's when I felt it, unyielding pressure pulling at my core, liquid rushing as small waves of pleasure pulsed in and out signaling me to prepare for a mind-blowing release of white liquid.

"Ughh…Edward!" I cried when my hips bucked against his during my earth-shattering orgasm.

Edward continued to pump me hard and fast as he spilled into me, riding out each wave of pleasure that consumed my body until the very end when I fell limp into his mattress. He held his composure on top of me, but I could see the toll of our love-making in his eyes. We weren't physically tired, just emotionally drained from our act.

He stayed buried deep within my core as we both steadied our frantic panting to a content sigh. Small kisses trailed across my jaw to my neck until Edward slipped out slowly, and gathered me into his arms as if I was the most treasured one to him now. He kissed my forehead, and I wrapped my arm around his waist. We were at a lost for words about what just happened, but I don't think there was anything that needed to be said that wasn't said through our bodies.

To be continued…

I believe this scene has been looming on the horizon of this story, and it's about time I wrote it. But don't take it as something permanent between Bella and Edward, because as I hoped I made clear. Things are still complicated between the two of them.

On that note, I really hoped you guys liked my first lemon. If you didn't, let me down easy, okay? I'm looking forward to writing another lemon, but if it's bad, I probably won't try to write another one. So, it's important to let me know what you guys thought!

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