Chapter 4
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Beta'd by princess07890
Bella POV
"Wow, that was…aah," I sighed in pleasure.
"Oh, I'm not done with you just yet, Isabella. I plan on keeping my promise… I really am going to fuck you until you can't walk tomorrow." He promised.
My back was currently pressed against his chest. His hand traveled from my waist to my heat.
"MMM, Edward…" I moaned. His fingers traveled up and down my folds, finally finding that little bundle of nerves.
"Is my naughty little girl wet for me already?"
"Oh Jesus!" I groaned in pleasure.
"No, no, little girl. Jesus is not here. It's just me." He said seductively. He slipped his middle finger inside, and I moved against his fingers, in an attempt to create more friction.
"Mmm, faster Edward," I whimpered. He added a finger and increased his pace. I moved my hips against his fingers more vigorously.
"That's right, Isabella, fuck my fingers." He encouraged, his voice consisting of lust and dominance. His thumb reached my clit, massaging it. I trapped my cheek in between my teeth, trying to quiet my screams. He suddenly stopped. I bit my lip so hard to stop from sobbing. I would not cry. He flipped me over to face him and grabbed my chin, squeezing it almost to the point of bruising, forcing me to look at him. His eyes were piercing and black.
"You will not quiet your sounds from me, little girl." He barked. "Your screams are mine. Your moans belong to me. You have no right to muffle them. The next time you do, unless I tell you to, you will suffer the consequences. Are we clear?" I nodded, getting wet from dominant Edward. He yanked my head closer to his face.
"Are we clear?" He demanded.
"Yes," I breathed.
"Good." He said, mashing his lips to mine in a kiss that almost made me come right there. He grabbed my ass and pulled me on top of him. He slid his lips down to my neck, sucking it. I moaned at the sensation of his marking me. I didn't give a fuck if my dad saw it or not. He ran his tongue over the hickey that he gave me, all the way up to my lips. He kissed me hungrily, squeezing my ass as he did. After a while, he pulled away to let me breathe. After getting my fair share of oxygen, I looked him straight in the eye and grabbed as much of his cock that would fit in my hand, and spread his pre-cum down the shaft. He moaned as I started to pump him in my hand.
"Mmm, faster, baby." He groaned. I increased my pace and rubbed the tip of him with my thumb. After a minute of doing this, he abruptly yanked my hand away, grabbed my hips, and rammed his cock inside of me, creating a beautiful sequence of pain and pleasure.
"Oh, ugh," I grunted.
"Ride my dick," He commanded, staring me straight in the eye. I stared at him straight back as lifted my tight pussy almost all the way off of his abnormally thick cock. Without warning, I rammed back down on him. Being on top was a completely different world. I moved myself almost off and back down again. After a few times of doing this, it must have become too much for him because he growled and grabbed my hips, repeating the same process.
"God, Isabella, you're a fucking goddess." He groaned. "Ungh, your pussy is so hot, so fucking tight."
"Oh! God your cock is so huge. It belongs in my tight little pussy." I dirty talked him. He pounded me even harder, making my breasts bounce rapidly. He seemed to take notice and reached up with one hand, rolling a taut nipple in his fingers.
"Oh, mmm," I moaned. I was surprised all the house windows hadn't fogged up yet. The key word was 'yet'. His pelvic bone pushed against my clit every time he slammed into me. Overwhelmed with pleasure, my eyes fluttered closed.
"Uh-Uh, little girl," He scolded, panting. He smashed my nipple down between his fingers, probably bruising it. I screamed out in pleasure pain, which was my favorite mixture. "Keep your eyes on me. I want you to watch as I fuck you." I opened my eyes to be met with lust-filled black ones. He abruptly flipped us around so that he was on top of me. He slammed into me again, making the bed shake. His hard thrusts were continuous.
"God, Edward…FUCK!" I screamed when he put my legs over his shoulders, pounding me at an angle that stroked my g-spot every thrust.
"Ungh, I'm close!" I panted.
"Come with me now!" He ordered. I felt my walls clench, milking him, and I came hard.
I could only faintly hear my uncontrollable screams, and his roars. I was on cloud nine and, at that point, I couldn't even remember my own name. I felt Edward collapse onto my chest. I was convulsing from the aftershock of the HUGE orgasm I just had. I was going to need help coming down safely….
As my senses gradually returned, I felt him stroking my hair, running his long fingers through it. I finally came down after an immeasurable amount of time.
"Jesus mother fucking Christ," I breathed. He chuckled and then smirked.
"I'm that good?" He asked cockily. I snickered stuck my tongue out. He quickly leaned in and captured it between his lips, gently sucking on it. We both chuckled when he let go.
We laid there for a while, calming down. I took that quiet time to study him.
His jawline was strong. His nose was perfectly straight and his perfect lips formed a natural pout. He had chiseled cheek bones. His eyes were gold and piercing, and his eyelashes were so long that they cast shadows over his face, but were in no way feminine. His eyebrows were not bushy, but not thin. They were well shaped and fit his face perfectly. And, last but not least, the most amazing messy bronze locks that formed eternal sex-hair. Over all, his features were sharp and devilish.
I did not deserve this beautiful creature, even though we were infinitely chained to each other. I could feel it. Not that I minded, at all. I couldn't help but lean down and kiss his perfect lips. He immediately wrapped his arms around me, which gave me a sense of security. I haven't felt this safe in years.
Bella. It is your father. Bella answer the phone. That stupid ringtone sounded. I recorded Charlie's voice on my phone and set it as his ringtone.
"Shit." I sighed. "I've got to answer it." I told him. He growled in annoyance and let me go. "Sorry." I apologized. I abruptly hopped off of the bed, trying to get to the phone in time. As soon as my feet hit the ground, I fell down. God dammit, I was sore. He wasn't kidding about fucking me to immobility.
I forced myself back up, flinching at the shock of pain that went through me as I did, and dove for my ruined jeans. I dug in the pocket and flipped it open in the nick of time.
"Uuh…dad?" I said awkwardly into the phone.
"Bella? What wrong with you? Why aren't you home already?" He demanded. I pulled the phone from my ear and checked the little digital clock. 6 PM! Jesus, time goes fast! I racked my brain for an explanation. 'Oh. Not much. I just found out I'm mated to a vampire and we have been spending the whole afternoon having rough, mind-blowing sex.' No. Definitely not. I mean, I totally would have done it, I don't care what anybody thinks, except maybe Edward now, but I'm guessing that Edward and his family wanted to keep their identities a secret.
"Oh, uh, I just made some new friends and we hung out after school. I would have called you, but I didn't want to bother you at the station." I lied smoothly. "I didn't realize how late it got."
"Oh, well I'm glad you made some new friends, but, next time, call me. You're not a bother." He said through the phone. "Just get home." He told me more sternly.
"Alright, dad, I'll be there in half an hour." I promised. "Bye."
"Bye, Bells!" I flipped my phone closed.
I forced myself back up, walking across the huge room to the bed. I walked stiffly from the soreness.
"Hm, still mobile," He observed. His face darkened. "I'll fix that later."
He was still lying on the bed, hands behind his head; his body on display. Holy fuck. My core flooded with wetness in an instant.
'No, no, no! Your mate can fuck you later! You have to be home in a half an hour!' I told myself.
'Oh, and since when do you follow curfew?' I fought with myself. Well…that's a good point.
'Since Charlie became the only parent you remotely respect.' Also a good point; I sighed, not knowing what to do.
'You will be able to fuck all you want when Charlie goes to sleep. He is a really deep sleeper. You could even sneak out.' Ok, really good point. I still needed to make sure my body doesn't betray me though. I spun in the opposite direction, facing the window-wall to stop myself from pouncing. And, believe me; it took everything I had, even not looking, to stop from doing that.
"I, uh, need to get home within a hal-"
"I know. I heard." He said gruffly. I knitted my eyebrows together.
"How-"
"I'm a vampire, remember?" He reminded.
"Oh." I turned around, trying to keep my eyes on only his face. "Ok, so since somebody ruined my clothes," He raised an eyebrow, daring me to question him on it. Probably shouldn't. "I'm going to have to borrow some." I said; my eyes searched for a dresser or a closet. There! I walked over to the dresser. I opened the second top drawer and found a plain white T-shirt. Perfect. I pulled it on. Wow, it was really loose. I can fix that. I did something I learned in Phoenix. I collected all the excess fabric in my hand right above my navel. I tied it in a singer knot and flipped it so it was inside of the shirt. It exposed my stomach. The top was still loose. You would usually do the same thing in the chest area so it would fit your whole form but I didn't bother. With my jacket on, you couldn't tell. Now for the pants… maybe he had some sweats? I went to the door that I assumed to be his closet door. I opened the door and walked in only to run into something. I looked down to see a pair of jeans similar to the ones I had that looked about my size. There was a note on top. I picked it up and unfolded it. I didn't even have to look into the future to know that you would probably need these. –Alice. I picked up the jeans and pulled them on. Perfect fit.
"Well, I'll be fuckin' damned. Thanks, Alice." I mumbled. I put the note in one of the pockets and walked out of the closet, shutting the door behind me. I looked over to see Edward already dressed, leaning against the door way. He looked me over with hungry eyes and licked his lips. Ok, not helping my little situation here, Edward! I went over to where my riding jacket was thrown and put it on.
"Alright." I told him.
"You ready?" He asked, pushing himself off of the door frame.
"No, but let's go." I sighed. He gave me a 'tell me about it' look and grabbed my hand, leading me out of his room and down three flights of stairs. We were about to walk out of the front door when I realized I forgot something.
"Hold on," I said pulling my hand from his and walking into the living room. I searched for the little metal object.
"Looking for this?" I heard a velvety voice ask. I spun around to see Edward holding up my switch-blade in his fingers. He walked over to me and pulled me be against his body. He looked me straight in the eye and switched the knife open, reaching down and slowly sliding it down the hem of my jeans. My mouth went slack as I felt the cold metal traveling closer to my core until it stopped. He closed the knife around the denim, pinning it there the way I usually do. I never thought pinning a switch-blade to your jeans could be so erotic.
"E-Edward, mmm…" I moaned in need. Maybe if were quick-
He pulled away, smirking. HE FUCKING PULLED AWAY!
He headed for the door.
"Are you coming?" He asked innocently.
"You- you… fucking tease!" I shouted, irritated. His smirk became more pronounced and he walked out the door. Just walked out like nothing had happened!
"UGH!" I sounded following him. He just stood there in the driveway, waiting for me. It was so weird. I didn't know whether I wanted to beat or fuck the shit out of him. I'd take the latter.
I glared at him, trying to hide the lust. My attempt must have failed because that famous smirk took over his beautiful features once again.
"Let's go." I sighed. He just turned sideways.
"Hop on," He said.
"What? Don't you have a car?"
"Yes, but this is much faster." He said. And then I remembered. How Esme appeared in front of me, how we ended up in Edward room in a millisecond. Vampires must be really fast. Hm. Cool.
I shrugged.
"What the hell, why not?" I said, walking over, hopping on his back, and then, it was as though we were flying. The trees were a blur and all I could see was streaks of white, brown, and green. Do you remember when you were little in the car and hitting every bump on the road gave you butterflies? This was like that, but much better. It was so exhilarating! Even better than my motorcycle! It was like riding a rollercoaster! I was sad when we stopped. He reached behind him and grabbed me off his back, setting me on my feet in front of him. If I hadn't been a motorcycle rider, I probably would have fallen over. I was used to high speeds and sudden stops, even though that was much faster than I've ever been.
I grinned at him.
"That was so fun! We're definitely doing it again sometime." I said. "It's such a rush! Jeez, look at my hands!" I held up my hands, which were shaking like a leaf. It was the adrenaline. He chuckled.
"Well, I'm glad you thought it was fun. And, yes, we will definitely do it again. It is my favorite way to travel." He informed me. I just smiled at him. I looked at my surroundings. We were in front of my bike, just around the corner from my house.
"Maybe if you get a ladder, you can cli-"He burst out in laughter.
"I definitely don't need a ladder, Isabella." He said when he calmed down. "Trust me."
"Well, ok then. My room is upstairs and my window is at the front of the house. Wait for me there. I'll be there in two minutes, tops." I told him. He nodded and unexpectedly grabbed me by the waist, pulling my lips to his. He kissed me possessively until I had to pull away, gasping for breath. I pulled my face back to his and licked his bottom lip for entrance. I wrapped my legs around his waist, grinding into his stomach, probably damping his shirt. He shoved his tongue into my mouth after a minute of my own exploring his. His tongue, once again, brushed my own. I felt him move his hands down to my ass, giving it a squeeze. I moaned in his mouth, grinding him even harder. Then we heard a honk. I jumped away, only to find out it was just some random rusty old station wagon rolling down the street. I flipped them off and they honked again, so I flipped them of with both hands and stuck out my tongue. I laughed when they drove away and turned to a chuckling Edward.
"They deserved it." I shrugged, pulling him to me for one more peck on the lips, which just turned out to be another almost illegal kiss. I finally pulled away.
"I'll see you in two." I told him, hopping onto my bike and driving it the hundred feet into the driveway, making it appear as if I've been driving the whole way. I hopped off of my bike and ran into the house.
"Hi, dad." I greeted, still a little breathless from the kiss.
"Oh, hey, kid!" He said looking over to me. "How was school?" He asked.
"Oh, it was fine." I said, attempting to sound glum about one of the best days I've ever had so far.
"Why are you so flushed?" He asked, concerned.
"I was just on my bike, Dad." I responded. It wasn't a lie, but that definitely wasn't why I was flushed.
"Oh. Well, I ordered pizza. It's on the table." He said, turning his attention back to the game. I entered the kitchen and poured myself some water. I got out a plate, put two pieces on it, and carried my meal out of the kitchen.
"You missed it, Bells. There was this car that was randomly honking out there I looked out the window but they just kept riding down the road. What was that about?"
"I have no idea, dad. Weird." I said, going up the stairs, trying not to drop my pizza and water from the giggles. I entered my room, still giggling, and found Edward on my bed, smiling. I set my meal down on the desk and turned to Edward.
"What was that about, Edward?"
"Well I have no idea, Isabella." He answered, playing along. We both laughed quietly, trying not to disturb Charlie.
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