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Carlisle POV
I could hear her, my Isabella. She was crying; I could smell the salty tears. Judging by his scent, Edward had been gone for awhile, leaving her alone in this strange place. The fire was starting to die out it was dark. I could see her small form sobbing in the sleeping bag.
It had taken me a long time to find this place. Edward kept her scent obscured by his own; his was all over this mountain range. I almost went back to the house, giving up hope, when I though I heard her call my name. I had listened harder, knowing my ears were nearly infallible, when suddenly I knew where she was. My instincts took over and carried me faster than I had ever run before. My soul knew where she was and could feel her pain. I didn't know what had happened, but the image of Isabella, helpless, her face blotchy and swollen, made my blood boil. I would never be able to erase it from my perfect memory.
I picked her up in my arms, she felt like no more than a feather. I cradled her to me, rocking her softly repeating her name over and over. "Isabella, Isabella. You're safe now. I won't leave you." She managed to free her arms from the sleeping bag and wrapped them around my neck.
"I was so scared," she sobbed harder, her tears falling freely onto my shirt.
"I know, sweetheart. But, I'm here now. I won't let anything happen to you." I held her closer. "Are you hurt? Did he hurt you?" I couldn't smell any blood, just the stink of Edward on her lips and neck. I hoped he hadn't done the unthinkable.
"He…he tried… to…" she couldn't get the words out, but motioned to her body furiously. I got the idea. I felt the animal in me stir; he had tried to claim her for his own. I growled to low for her to hear, but the harmless creatures in the area heard and retreated at the warning. She hung her head "I didn't know what to do…how to stop him…I thought…" she pushed the words out of her mouth as if she was admitting guilt to a crime, then began weeping again.
"Shh… you did nothing wrong. Did he…?" I trailed off, not wanting to finish. She shook her head no. Relief swept through my body. He didn't hurt her much, physically. But emotionally…I should kill him for that alone.
"Please, Carlisle, please take me home," she begged softly.
"Sure, I'll take you to Charlie."
"No," she shook her head "Your house. I don't want to be alone."
"As you wish," I sped off into the forest. She laid her head on my shoulder, clinging to me like a lifeline. I bent my lips and gently brushed them on her forehead and heard her heart flutter. I could feel her relief, her feeling of safety, and there was an undertone of something else, something that made my spine tingle. I wanted to take her away from here, to put her in a place where no one could ever hurt her, where I could be the only person allowed to touch her.
As I neared the house, I could see Alice waiting for me. Edward was not there, but a growl ripped from my mouth as I neared the pixie, no one, no male or female was going to break my grip on her. Alice stepped back and let me through, her face showed concern. I knew that she had "seen" what had transpired and from the faces of Rose, Jasper, and Emmett, they knew as well. I hissed at the latter two as I passed them. She was mine! A small part of my mind told me that they were no threat, but the vampire instinct was winning out.
I slammed my bedroom door shut, cutting out prying eyes, and I placed her gently on the bed. She didn't speak, but watched me closely as I unzipped the sleeping bag. Her smell had been contained in the bag and hit me like a ton of bricks. I could feel the venom pooling in my mouth and the animal in me roared. She looked a little shocked as she stared into my eyes, I knew they had darkened. I had to control myself, to reel my instincts in. I didn't want to scare her. She had enough of crazed vampires today.
I took a deep breath, but her scent filled my nose. Steeling myself, I sat next to her on the bed. "Carlisle, I… I'm sorry. I'm sorry that your family has to go through so much to help me."
"No, my dear, it's not a problem. I'm just sorry that Edward has such deplorable manners." She edged closer to me, lifted my arm, and rested her head on my chest. It's now or never!
"Is it Edward's mood that is the problem?"
She shook her head no, her lovely brown hair bounced around her shoulders "Carlisle, he didn't even wait for a response to see if I liked him the same way. He just went at it. He accused me of dressing to entice him. It's just a sweater!"
Yes, it was just a sweater, but it hugged her body in all the right places, accentuating her firm perky breasts. I found myself licking my lips involuntarily, imagining what the pink budding nipples tasted like.
"Is there someone else?" I probed. I listened to her heart pick up speed; it reminded me of a humming bird. The flush on her cheeks was encouragement enough for me.
"Yes, but I don't think that he notices me," she refused to meet my eyes. My heart began to hope, to soar at the thought.
"How could he not notice you? You are beautiful, smart, and kind. You don't know the effect you have on those around you." I brushed a strand of hair from her face and saw as she tilted her hand to my wrist, trying to smell my scent without me noticing. "Isabella," my voice was strained. I found her chin and lifted it gently to look at me. My eyes searched hers, wanting to see her beautiful soul, I found myself melting into her pools of chocolate. I brought my lips down softly on her bruised ones.
I could taste her warm flowery scent on my tongue; she parted her lips, allowing access to her mouth. I heard her moan and a fire lit inside of me. I wanted to see her reaction; I pulled back so I could see her face. "Carlisle…" her eyes were wide, questioning. I needed her to know…
I felt so silly, like a school boy confessing a crush for the first time. I lowered my eyes. "Isabella… I..I am in love with you. I loved you from the first moment I laid my eyes on you in the emergency room. You fill a hole in my heart that has been empty since the day I became a new vampire. I don't know how you feel about me. Lord knows I haven't shown my feelings enough. But, I cannot go another day without you knowing."
It was quiet, she didn't say anything, and she didn't even breathe. I felt my hope sinking. I was technically unbreakable, but this silence was nearly crushing me. I took one last look to her face, poised for the rejection I was now to face. I could see her eyes brimming with tears and she was smiling. "Carlisle…I didn't want to hope… to dream that you would feel…"
It was all I needed to hear. I crushed her lips to mine, felling the heat from her mouth as her lips molded to mine. She knotted her hands through the back of my hair, trying to get even closer than we already were. My arms held her in a vice-like grip, cradling her to me. I could feel the vampire in me rising from beneath the flames, burning to consume the young nubile beauty in my embrace.
She tried to turn her body towards me and I loosened my grip, feeling her breast pushed themselves against my body. I wanted to tear the binding cloth off and free her skin from its prison. The heat coming from her body teased at my senses, her blood raced in her veins, the heart pumping it like a song.
She freed one hand from my hair and began caressing, my chest, leaving a burning sensation where she touched me. "Isabella," my breath came out ragged, giving her a quick second, knowing that she needed air.
"Don't stop," she moaned.
"Once I start I don't think I can stop. Are you sure?"
"Never more sure of anything," her answer was like music to me. The animal in me was beginning to take over; I pushed her back on my bed, lying above her, making sure not to crush her. I could feel her breathing heavily, her hands traveled up and down my back as I began kissing her neck, nipping at skin. I felt her shiver underneath me.
A scent hit my nose that was delicious and clouded my senses. I could smell her arousal, warm and inviting. I was back at her mouth, asking not asking for her permission, but demanding access to her body. She kissed me back furiously, her nails raking down my back. It would have brought blood if I was a human, but drove me further in my passion. I could feel my shaft straining at my pants. Oh, God! I needed her. I needed to make her mine. I wanted to feel her squirming beneath me, writhing as I drove into her. I needed to hear her call my name. I had to stake my claim. She was my soul mate. I could feel that she wanted me as much as I did her. Who was I to deny her?
I purred deeply as my mouth made its way back down her neck, coming to rest in the valley between her mounds. Her back arched as I drew circles with my tongue, tasting the salty sweetness of her skin, the warmth of her blood spurned me on. I lifted her shirt carefully, not wanting to frighten her by ripping it off, and she helped by raising her arms so I could get it off in one fluid motion. Her creamy breasts were now only blocked by a lacy black bra. I bit, carefully, over the bra. I could see the rose colored buttons rising up, welcoming me. I licked at them through the fabric and she arched her back, urging me to be more forceful, and I was happy to comply. The velvety skin of her exposed stomach beckoned me; I kissed lightly down to her belly button, tracing it with my nose, while I gently massaged her lovely breasts, gently rolling the nipples between my fingers.
"Oh, God, Carlisle, please…. Please!" she begged. That is what I wanted to hear.
"Tell me what you want," I urged her. I wanted to hear her say it.
"I need you…please," she whimpered, looking a bit embarrassed.
"What do you need?" the animal in me was getting high off of the control. This beauty wanted me, needed me, and desired me. The hunger for her was making me lose any rational thoughts that were left in my head.
I moved back to her breasts, ripping away the black lace with my teeth. She grabbed at my hair and pulled, I sucked at her nibs, rolling my tongue around them.
"Carlisle, I need you inside me," she finally admitted, moaning, mewing "Please, please…"
I found her lips again as my fingers traced down her stomach and thighs. I moved closer to her core, making circles on her legs, and finally on her inner thighs. I slowed when my hands found her wet center; her pants were already soaked with anticipation. I could smell the sweet liquid, calling to me, promising to wrap it's warmth around my shaft. I toyed with the waist of her pants, wanting to hear her beg me once more, before I slid my hand down to her welcoming slit.
Before I knew what was happening two sets of arms grabbed me from behind and threw me off of my beloved. I let out a roar as loud as a lion. Who dare take her from me just when I was about to claim her! My teeth gnashed out at the arms of Jasper and Emmett just as Alice's face came in front of me. Alice! What did she want now? I hissed at her, my eyes black with rage.
"He'll be here in minutes and if he finds you doing this he will kill her!" She could only mean Edward! Did my son have to ruin everything involving Isabella? The sanity returned to my eyes as I looked around for her. Rose was helping Isabella back into her sweater, shielding her from me at the same time, in case I couldn't control myself. I took a few deep breaths and walked over to my love.
"We have all the time in the world. I just have some garbage to put out," I kissed her delicately on the lips and she smiled at me, making my un-beating heart jump.
Yep, he did get in the way…annoying I know…but it does make it possible to have more lemony chapters…this is not a one shot! More citric acid to come! I need reviews please…maybe five more…Carlisle will thank you personally, in any way you wish, if you do. (Just close your eyes and let your mind wander!) XO