Okay, sorry for the wait…Crazy weekend…. Hope this makes up for it. Thanks to all who have reviewed! I don't own anything except a dirty mind. On with the story darlings….

Bella POV

He loves me! He loves me! My heart could barely contain the joy I felt, I though it may burst out through my ribs! I was deliriously happy! Oh, how could one person be so happy? I was lucky, not, that wasn't the word… It was a miracle that someone so perfect, so kind, so godlike could feel the same way about me.

His kisses started out sweet and turned demanding, but I didn't want him to stop. My body shivered under his icy touch, but cried out for more. I could feel the desire burning in me, radiating from within my chest slowly growing until I could feel it in my core. I could feel the wetness growing between my thighs as he tickled and teased my nipples. I arched my back in response, forcing my breasts harder against his hands. A haze began to take over my mind, I felt wild, like there was an animal inside waiting to be released. I could see the desire in his eyes as they turned black, but there was no malice behind them, only a passion that matched my own.

I needed him, wanted him. He wanted me to be his and only his. He wanted me to call out his name and whimper for more, begging him. This man was all I had ever wanted. Man, not an unsure boy. Carlisle knew how to touch a woman, how to be careful, but bring pleasure at the same time. I wasn't fearful of anything when my arms wrapped around him. I clawed at him, the animal inside driving me. It seemed to spurn him on.

Oh, God, yes! I could feel his cold hard shaft against my thigh, straining to be released. I yearned to feel him inside of me, joined with me, together as one, with no beginning and no end. Red haze filled my eyes when he was wretched away from me. My mind cried out with a fury that even shocked me. Rose held a defensive position in front of me and I could see Carlisle snapping at anyone close to him. His face was dark with rage.

This is bad! If everyone was here there must be something very wrong! "He'll be here in minutes and if he finds you doing this he will kill her!" I had never heard her so serious before. Edward thought that I was back at the campsite or did he? Maybe he knew that I was gone. Did he know that it was Carlisle that rescued me? I was here and Carlisle's scent was all over me, his hands had just been caressing me, his lips marking my body….I could feel the heat rising in me again.

Carlisle walked over to me; I swear he could feel what I was feeling. "We have all the time in the world. I just have some garbage to put out," his smooth voice reassured me.

I knew I was surrounded by strong vampires, but I knew if he got close enough he could crush me without a thought. "Don't worry, Bella," Jasper voice cut into my thoughts. "We will keep you safe. You are family now, we protect our own." I felt his calming influence washing over me. It wasn't just me I was worried about, what if he hurt Alice, my little fairy friend that I was starting to love, or worse yet, Carlisle, who had just poured out his heart to me. I couldn't bear the idea.

We waited outside, all of the vampires surrounding me, protecting the vulnerable point. Their ears searched out the forest, listening for what I my weak ears could not distinguish and eyes scanned for movement. No one was talking; I could almost see the agitation coming from Carlisle, like it was a tangible object.

"There," Rose said pointing to a point in the forest that was to dark for me to see.

"Well, well. Carlisle, I see you will stop at nothing to steal her from me," I jumped at the sound of his voice. I felt bile rise in the back of my throat.

"No, son," Carlisle kept his voice quiet. "That is beside the point."

"Hardly," he stepped forward, letting the light from the windows illuminate his body. "You are suppose to be back at the camp." He shook his finger at me like I was a pet being chastised, like I was lower than him. "How long did it take before you asked Alice to 'see' where she was?"

"I saw almost as soon as you picked her up," she spat at him. "You could have killed her!"

"But I didn't. I kept myself in control. Besides, Bella was enjoying our time alone. Her mouth tasted as good as I had imagined," he laughed to himself.

My knees started to shake. I could still feel his cold hands groping at me, grinding his unwelcomed hard member against me. His lips against mine caused only fear and made me feel sick. I felt a set of arms encircle me and Jasper whispered lowly in my ear "You have nothing to fear, we will keep you safe." I was thankful for his arms; I needed the emotional and physical support. Alice squeezed my hand and smiled, she was proud of her mate; his control near me was growing and suddenly I felt like laughing as I pictured him rubbing his armpit on my head, his light emotions flowing into me, comforting me.

I heard Edward hiss at the contact. "She is not yours Edward," Carlisle shook his head, sadly. "You left a lone woman unprotected in the wilderness. No gentleman would do that. And on top of it, you nearly raped her. I don't know what has happened to you, but you are not the son and brother we all love."

"You can't do this to me, Bella." Edward's eyes penetrated mine. I felt for him, he really did seem like a boy who had just lost his way and was looking for someone to save him. But I was not that person. "Please, I saved you, twice. Now save me."

I took a deep breath, trying to slow down my heart. I needed him to understand, I needed this to be over. "No, Edward. I can't be with you just because you think I owe you. I am in your debt, but I cannot be forced to love you. I am sorry for the pain that this may cause you. Please try to understand."

His eyes blackened. "He got to you, didn't he?" screaming as he pointed to Carlisle.

"I love him," I jutted my jaw out. He was not going to ruin this for me.

"Figures you would do this, you whore, I can smell his stink…" he could not finish the sentence as Carlisle dashed forward, stone colliding with stone. Vindication filled my heart, instantly, at the strike, but then I screamed with fear.

"No! Carlisle!" Suddenly Emmett and Rose were gone in a flash and I heard more boulders crashing. I couldn't see what was going on. Oh Lord! Please let my love be safe! Please!

For me it seemed over in seconds, but from the looks of it, the vampires had a hard battle. Carlisle's shirt was ripped completely off; muddy streaks peppered his white pants. Emmett was filthy and Rose looked positively horrified that her hair was mussed and her clothing got wrinkled; they both pushed Edward forward, his arms pinned behind his back. Edward got the brunt of the battle. I could see a crack slowly healing in his face; his teeth glinted in the light, his eyes trained on me.

Carlisle came to me and hugged me tightly, protectively. "Edward, if you ever insult her again I will rip the tongue out of your mouth, and you know I can. I don't want to lose you, son. This pains me more than you realize, but Isabella is my mate." I shivered lightly at the word.

"Edward, bro, you gotta get your head on straight," Emmett pulled tightened his grip as Edward struggled.

"Maybe you could go to see the Denali coven?" Rose suggested. "Esme went there; she would probably love to see you!"

Edward slumped forward. He looked defeated. "Maybe…maybe…chance" he wasn't making sense. I could feel a persuasive influence surrounding me, Jasper at work once again.

"Let him go," Alice ordered. He took one last longing look at me, something in them said that this was far from over, and took off into the thick trees.

I felt my legs buckle under me; exhaustion was closing in, drawing me down. My legs went out from under me, Carlisle gently lifting me. He carried me into his room and laid me on the bed. I felt him pull the blankets around me.

"Stay, please." I sounded small, like a child.

"Of course, my love," his cool arms wrapped around me once again. He pressed his lips to my cheek. His cinnamon and ocean scent engulfed me, soothing my mind.

"I love you…" I was under before he could respond.

I was alone. Alone and back in the tent. I could hear the wind sweeping through the trees and the soft crackling of the fire. Oh, God, no! There was movement outside of the tent, feet lightly walking on the soft earth. I pulled the sleeping bag tighter around me, trying to hide in its feathery warmth. I could hear the zipper of the tent being drawn, someone was coming inside. I could smell caramel and grass, it didn't smell like Edward. I stole a glance. Black eyes lined with red met mine, ominous and angry, thirsty.

"You bitch! You ruined my family!" Esme snarled. I shrank back from her words. She was on me, her hard arms pinning me to the ground, my arms were trapped by the sleeping bag, and there was no way to move. "You smell…like dinner!" I could feel her teeth sink into the flesh of my neck and I screamed.

I bolted upright, still screaming. Alice was by my side instantly, "It's alright, Bella. It's okay."

"Carlisle, where's Carlisle?" I gasped? The sunlight streaming through the large glass wall hurt my eyes.

"He had to work today, but he left you a note," She handed me a piece of card stock with elegant writing on it. "Emmett made lunch, his first time cooking ever."

"Should I be afraid?"

"Terrified. He made gnocchi and bacon, smells disgusting." She wriggled her nose. "Besides, you have to get up; Charlie is going to want to see you, he wants to make sure you are okay"

"Uh, where is…he," she knew who I meant.

"I'm not sure, but I don't think he will be back for awhile, and if he does I'll see it. You are in the clear," she patted my arm and left me to get ready.

My darling,

I am sorry that you had to awaken without my arms around you, forgive me. I will be at work for the day, but I will visit you tonight when my duties here are complete. I do not think we should mention this to your father at the moment, but we should, soon.

I love you.

C

I was disappointed that I wouldn't see him till later, but I would be waiting at my window until he came.

Carlisle's shower was huge; his was the only room that had a bathroom attached. I took a long time washing my body, letting the hot water work at unknotting my muscles. My butt had bruise marks, from Edward, that had turned a nasty shade of purple and my lips were swollen, but I wasn't sure if that was from Edward or Carlisle. The thought made me blush.

The room filled with steam and I inhaled deeply, filling my lungs. The bathroom smelled like Carlisle, the heat intensifying the aroma. I was in his bathroom, using his shower. I wondered what his skin would feel like on mine, with the hot water running over us, locked together. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair, messing up his carefully positioned style, pulling him closer. I could feel his cold fingers running down my back, making their way to my thighs. I felt my hips jerk involuntarily, wanting to feel him slip his hard fingers between my slit, searching for the small pink bundle of nerves.

I pressed my body to the cold tile wall, my body wishing it was him from behind. Oh God! Why did he have to go to work?! I shook my head, trying to remove myself from the heat that was spreading between my thighs. If I went to the kitchen now, everyone would be able to smell my arousal, and I didn't think that I could face that.

Suddenly I wondered if he had been in here with Esme? No lately, for sure. Alice said it had been ten years, but maybe he had before…. That was enough to cool me down. But then guilt washed over me. I felt horrible. I wondered if I had any part in Esme leaving. Did she know the way that Carlisle felt about me? I knew that Carlisle loved his family and Esme had left for a while, and now Edward was gone, and I felt like most of it was my fault. I didn't want to break up his family, I loved the others, just from the short time I spent with them, I felt like they were a part of me that was missing and now that I found it, I didn't want to let go.

I made my way down to the kitchen. The smell of delicious food enticed me to move a bit faster, my stomach growling. "Hey Mom!" Emmett called with a huge dorky grin on his face.

"Please, don't call me that! It's creepy." Rose was grinning right along with him as she put a plate of food in front of me.

"Please, as if I could. Your body is to rockin' to be anyone mom!" Rose smacked his head from behind so hard that anyone who wasn't a vampire would have had an indented skull.

"So you don't have a problem with me and Carlisle?" I stuffed a forkful of gnocchi into my mouth. How did they cook so good for never tasting it?

"No. Carlisle has been unhappy for a long time. He has been searching for you for a long time. Esme knew this was coming, but she was no peach herself," Rose sniffed. So I did play a part in their break up! My heart sank a little.

Rose gave me a ride home because Alice and Jasper needed to go hunting. The bags of clothing covered my bed so I took to getting rid of some of the older clothing that I brought from Phoenix, stuffing them in a garbage sack. The last bag on the bed was something I had not looked through before. I carefully opened it, touching it as though a poisonous snake was going to jump out and bite me. It was full of very skimpy bras, panties, and a few garters. I was going to kill Alice! I shuttered to think of what she saw…

"Bells! Are you home?" It was Charlie! I stuffed the items back in the bag and threw it under my bed.

"Yes, I'm here!" I bounded down the stairs to the kitchen where I found Charlie with his head in the refrigerator.

"I thought I heard you come in," he yawned. He had dark circles under his eyes, he looked like hell.

"Night shift is doing wonders for you. Do you want dinner?"

"Yes, please." I grabbed the ingredients out of the fridge and began preparing steak and fried potatoes. "Nights are hell on me. I'm worried that I might be leaving you alone too much."

Oh, great! Why did he have to start worrying now? "Don't worry about it, Dad. I made some new friends and they have been great."

"That the Alice girl who called me?" he started backing into the living room, I bet some sport was calling his name.

"Yes and her siblings. They were great this weekend. "Go and sit, I'll bring it to you when it's one." He rubbed his eyes and yawned again. A few seconds later I could hear an announcer calling out scores to some game. Charlie was easy to get along with, he didn't ask too many questions, and I didn't give out to much information. It was perfect. He did seem happy that I came to stay with him, but sometimes I felt like I was a disruption in his set bachelor life. Again with the guilt! You worry too much!

I was happy for my mother, remarrying Phil and moving to Florida, but I did miss her. She didn't really keep up with contact. That's good, though, I told myself, then I don't have to worry about her.

Making the food kept my hands busy, but my mind kept wandering. I wanted Carlisle to be right here, right now; touching me and holding me close. But there was more there under the physical. I wanted to make him happy. I wanted to make him feel loved, but there was so much I didn't know about him. His likes, dislikes, and hobbies were virtually unknown to me. I wanted to make sure this was deeper than just physical.

Charlie ate with enthusiasm and left for work. I gave a sigh of relief, I didn't want to have Carlisle coming over with Charlie still in the house, and he would have a stroke if he caught us. I looked at the pictures on the walls; most of them were of me, except for my parents wedding photo and one of me and them when I was just born. My mother had always told me I was an old soul, that I had never really been a child. It seemed like she was right, by the time I was seven I didn't really need her anymore. Renee seemed like more of a child than I was. I went upstairs to my bedroom, out of sheer boredom. I picked up a book and began to read, but it wasn't long before my eyes drooped and I fell asleep.

I felt cool arms round me, which was good because I was sweating, but more importantly I could smell cinnamon. I didn't have to open my eyes to know it was him. "Sorry to wake you," he whispered in the dark. I inhaled him in, sighing. He was really here, in my room, in my bed! "Where is Charlie?"

"He is doing a night shift. We are all alone," I turned to face him and smiled at him, looking at him through my long lashes. I could see his smile in the dark.

"Yes, this could be a very dangerous thing for you Mrs. Swan." His voice was husky. I felt my hear pick up its rhythm and his smile got even bigger. He moved down and leaned his ear against my chest, listening to my heart beat. Slowly, he took his fingertips and grazed them down the side of my neck to my collar bone, stopping briefly on the hollow of my throat before continuing down to the crevice between my breasts. My heart picked up faster and I could feel him laugh silently.

"That was an interesting experiment," his sweet breath rushed over my face. "I wonder…" he trailed off and let his lips hover over mine, just barely touching. My heart took off at full speed as he brought his lips down on mine, his tongue dancing across mine. I pulled his tongue in deeper, sucking on it, thrumming in and out. He moaned into my mouth. "Good God woman, what you do to me!"

His kiss became more forceful, not reserved like testing himself, but demanding, conquering. His hands grabbed at me, pulling me closer. One of his hands gripped my thigh and pulled me on top of him. I gasped at the change of position. The heat emanating from between my thighs was flush against his shaft, throbbing against me. I groaned, pushing down hard, trying to relieve the tingling that I felt, and trying to find some kind of release. He quickly pulled my top over my head and his hands began rubbing my breast.

I groaned and threw my head back. His lips found my neck, sucking and biting. He could bite me without breaking me; he could kiss me without fear. He was a grown man and knew how to control himself. Suddenly something inside of me snapped. I felt the wetness spread in between my legs at the thought of him dominating me. I wanted to submit to him, I wanted him to know that I was putty in his capable hands. I wanted Carlisle to be mine and mine alone. I felt my legs begin to shake under me and Carlisle flipped me onto my back before I could lose control.

His body still lay tucked between my thighs, but I wanted to have the restricting clothing gone. I pulled at his shirt, digging my nails into him. He left my neck and kissed his way down my abdomen, my stomach quivered under the soft touch of his lips. He stopped and I groaned, dissatisfied.

"Why the sad face?" I couldn't tell if he was joking or not.

"Please Carlisle, please. I want you," I begged.

His eyes gleamed in the darkness, his pale skin shown like the moon, and his face became hard, as if he were making a difficult choice. In less than a second he tore the thin material from my pants into shreds, leaving only my panties on. Carlisle lowered his lips to me and kissed my belly button, tracing a line down to the lacy edge of my panties. He bit and nibbled until he reached my thigh, where the panties were only held by thin elastic, and used his razor sharp teeth to bite through. He continued to the other side and bit, my panties disappearing completely.

My breath was heavy as I looked at the head of blond hair between my legs, I was panting in anticipation. I hear a purr coming from him as his lips kissed my thighs, closer and closer until he reached the zenith of my thighs. His lips brushed the tip of my slit and I cried out as he pressed his lips into me fully, his tongue finding my clitoris, and stroking it gently. My body was rocking back and forth, riding the waves of pleasure that washed over me. He began alternating between licking that small bundle of nerves and sucking on them.

A red haze fogged over my mind, clouding any rational thoughts. My hips were jerking back and forth of their own accord. My mind was spinning out of control; I couldn't tell the difference between reality and fantasy….Surely this was a fantasy. Nothing in my life has ever felt like this before with a god-like creature causing me to feel this way. I tangled my hands in his hair, clinging to him, to my last thread of sanity before I exploded into a million pieces.

"Oh Carlisle, Carlisle, Carlisle…." I cried out his name over and over, chanting the prayer out loud. Just when I thought it was nearing an end he slid two fingers into me, rubbing them in and out, over and over, his tongue still lapping at me. I screamed, arching my back, begging for him to stop. It was too much! How could it be better? Then my universe shattered around me, the pleasure rolling off me in droves.

I rode the high as long as I could; my body writhing. He removed his fingers and brought them to his lips sucking on them, I found it extremely arousing. His face glistened with wetness as he smiled at me. I wanted more but I didn't know how to ask, suddenly embarrassed at what we had just done.

He lay next to me. "The color in you cheeks is beautiful, the glow is amazing." He kissed me on my cheek. He had just given me pleasure; I didn't understand why he had stopped, why he had denied himself when I was more than ready.

"But why…." I was beginning to feel silly, laying here in the afterglow.

"Because, my love. I just wanted to give you something to help you sleep," he smirked then became serious. "With all that has happened I haven't hunted in a few weeks. Since I met you I can't think, I can't eat, and I feel like my world had flipped upside-down in the best way. Alice reminded me before I came here that if there was even a hint of blood it could compromise my control. She didn't see me doing anything to hurt you, but I couldn't put you in that position."

He hugged me, and I could feel his chilly skin through his sweater. "Thank you," I searched for his lips.

"No, Isabella. Thank you. You made me feel alive again," he kissed me back.

God I loved him!

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