Chapter 13

Beta'd by princess07890

Isabella POV

Wednesday night…

I twisted and turned in Edward's arms.

"Love, you're going to have to sleep at some point," Edward murmured, smoothing my hair.

"I can't," I pouted. "I'm too worked up."

"Tomorrow will come sooner if you go to sleep," He said. He had a point. It reminded me of my childhood, and I giggled.

"Do get to hear the joke?"

"It's just, that's exactly what my parents used to say to me on Christmas Eve when I was waiting for Santa." We both chuckled at the comparison.

"Well… You'll be satisfied, but I can't say that tomorrow will hold a big old pervert with a pack of goodies for you."

"Really?" I asked smartly. Abruptly, I felt a sharp pinch on my ass, causing me to squeal.

"Smart-ass," He joked. We both laughed, quietly for Charlie's sake, before settling down.

"Alright, enough making me laugh. I don't need any more pressure down there." I shifted in his arms. "It's a good thing I do the laundry around here." I mumbled.

"You should be getting to sleep soon anyways. You're going to need your energy tomorrow." He reminded me, holding me tighter.

I tried to relax and go to sleep, I really did, but I just couldn't. Every time I closed my eyes, images of all the ways we could fuck flickered behind my lids. It just caused me to get even more worked up.

"I can't do it," I pouted into his chest after just lying there for a good twenty minutes.

"Alright; I know what you need," He sighed, sitting up with my arms still attached to his neck. "You're going to have to let go, little girl," He chuckled. I shook my head vigorously and wrapped my legs around his waist in an iron grip, ignoring my pulsing core as best I could. I really wasn't in any mood for distance.

He just smiled, kissed my head, and then carried me to the bathroom with him. He opened the medicine cabinet to search for something. At first, I started to panic, but then remembered I had stored the body make-up under the sink, not the cabinet. I, once again, relaxed into his body as he found whatever it was he was looking for; I was now curious. He set me in front of the sink, and then poured some cold medicine into a small plastic measuring cup.

"Swallow this; it should help you sleep." He told me, handing me the small measuring cup. I downed it in one gulp, grimacing at the bitter taste, and then handed it back to him. He quickly rinsed it in the sink behind me, and then put it on the cap. He picked me back up, and then returned the bottle to the cabinet. We were back in my room before I could blink. I got a glimpse of the clock before he settled us back onto the bed. It was 12:34. I hoped this cold medicine helped.

I was glad when I felt my eyes start to droop. The last thing I heard was a beautiful hum of an unfamiliar melody before my eyes fully closed.

Friday…

I groaned as I felt myself drift into consciousness. It was too early. I was about try to go back to sleep when I felt something between my legs. I tried to shift away, but hands were holding my hips to my bed. My eyelids flew open. I gasped at what I saw. Edward met my eyes from between my legs, slowly lowering his head to my sex. I felt myself grow wetter at the sight.

"Ah," I gasped as I felt his tongue press between my swollen lips. My back tried to arch, but Edward's hands kept it from doing so. My thighs clenched around his head, and I tangled one hand in his hair as I pushed him closer.

"Edward, oh g-aah," I sighed as he ran his tongue up my slit. I felt my nipples harden.

EPOV

Fuck, my mate tastes exquisite.I thought. Her arousal tasted almost as good as her cum, and blood.

"Edward," She moaned as her hand moved up her shirt to her taut nipple. I immediately took my tongue away from her sweet pussy.

"Isabella, no," I reprimanded, reaching up to smack the side of her clothed breast. "Those are mine to touch."

"But-"

"I said no," I raised my voice. I lowered my head and nipped at the inside of her thigh for emphasis.

"Edward," She moaned. I got impossibly harder as I watched her pussy leak out more of her sweet fluid. My tongue darted out to catch it before it dripped onto the bed. I then plunged my tongue in her sweet pussy, once again. Her arousal spilled over, wetting her swollen lips even further.

"Mmm," I moaned at her exquisite taste, which sent vibrations through her clit.

"Edward! Mmm, I'm gonna cum!" She warned. After a week of denial, she was overly sensitive. I pulled away slightly.

"No you won't; I decide when you cum." I asserted, and then buried my face in her gorgeous pussy once again. She is mine. Everything that she thinks is hers is mine, and no one else's, not even her own body. It's all mine. It is up to me to take care of her, body and soul.

"Edward, please!" She begged as I started to suck her juices from her slit.

"Nuh-uh," I refused her. She would not cum until I was inside her. I wanted to feel her, very temporarily, under-fucked pussy clench around my cock. I was hard as steel, maybe even harder, as I felt her juices, along with my venom, slide down my throat. Her needy moans and whimpers got louder as my tongue came to her opening.

Soon, my sweet mate, soon, I thought. With a sigh, I pulled my mouth from her glistening sex, now coated with my venom. When I moved my hands from her hips, they bucked wildly. I immediately re-placed my hands back on her hips.

"Calm down, you will get relief soon, my precious," I crooned. She whimpered in response. I leaned down, hands still holding her hips, and kissed her lightly, but slowly on the lips.

"Relax, my mate," I whispered, my lips hovering just a centimeter over hers. My voice was husky due to my own strong arousal.

"Please let me come," She whimpered.

"Not yet, gorgeous mate," I told her. "We are going to our house; I don't think Charlie's is durable enough for us right now."

"Mhmm," She pressed her thighs together to create friction. I took one hand from her hips to force them apart.

"Isabella, you are not to pleasure yourself without my permission," I rebuked. She pouted adorably. I slowly took my hand from her hip. Then, I picked her up and off of the bed, and carefully set her on her feet.

"Now, go get dressed and showered, and be quick." I told her. She sighed and nodded.

"Your clothes are in the bathroom. And I'll know if you start touching yourself. Don't even think about it." I warned her. She nodded and walked off, very stiffly.

I let out a breath and walked over to sit in the rocking chair. Bella got off of her punishment today, but I was still very frustrated. I knew she was still keeping something from me; I could sense it. I just didn't know what it was. It made me angry. I wanted to care for her and be a good mate to her, but I couldn't if she kept things hidden from me. If she kept whatever she was keeping from me much longer, I'd have to crack down. I didn't want to do that; I wanted her to tell me on her own, but I had a feeling that she was planning to never tell, and that was just not going to happen. However, I didn't want her to be forced to tell me because of the overwhelming guilt that would build up. And it would, courtesy of the mating bond.

I absentmindedly pulled my cock from its confines and started to stroke it. My constant hard-ons were uncomfortable. Thankfully, I am not alone; my mate is always soaked. The bond and lust were still stronger on me than her, though. Her fragile human body and mind could not handle it. Also unlike her, I had the overwhelming urge to dominate my mate. It is something that all male vampires have, unless they are bonded to the same sex; then it would be the naturally dominant one that had the urge.

Suddenly, I heard a familiar gasp. I moved my eyes from the window to my beautiful mate, standing in the doorway, wearing only the tan trench coat I'd set out for her. Her natural valentine lips were formed in an O.

My hard-on was painful now.

"Uh," she whimpered, eyes racing back and forth between my dick and my face.

In less than a second, I had her pressed against the wall in front of her bedroom door, my lips on hers. She tasted so good, and she smelled what I could only think to describe as lilac and honey.

"Mmm," She moaned, her hand moving to grab my cock. If we went any further, I'd end up fucking her against the wall, and, with all of the sexual tension that had built up, the wall would surely come down. That would be very hard to explain to Charlie, and it would stress out my mate.

It took almost every bit of strength I had to pull away. We were both panting loudly when I did.

"Don't let it go until I tell you," I told her, trying to control my oxygen intake. I did not even need it.

I pushed off of the wall, careful to stay close enough so that she could keep my cock in her hand.

"Come on, I don't know how much longer I can take this," I told her, walking slowly, for me, so that she could keep up. My jaw clenched and venom flooded my mouth at the feeling of her tiny hand trying to wrap itself around my cock, but I still managed to keep my legs moving.

By the time we got to the car, I was ready to explode. I wouldn't let myself though. Not until I was inside of her.

"You can let go, but only until we are in the car," I said, my voice husky. I watched a frown form on her face as she let go. She quickly turned and rushed to the passenger door, opened it, and settled herself carefully in the seat. I was in the car in less than a second. She immediately re-placed her hand on my cock, making me grunt. I stuck the key in the ignition, and tore out of the driveway, racing down the road at 110 miles per hour.

"H-how did the car get here?" She asked breathily.

"Alice," I answered shortly, trying my hardest not to stop the car and fuck her till the windshield broke. The steering wheel squeaked in protest at my straining knuckles.

That week had not only been hell for Isabella, but for me as well. We hadn't mated. Mating was not only for pleasure, but also to connect with your mate. I almost slipped more times than I could count. I could have fucked her, but that would have been plain cruel with no release for her. And now the urge to mate was past overwhelming.

When we reached the entrance of our nearly invisible driveway, I ordered her to remove the trench coat. Our driveway seemed longer than usual as she squeezed me in her hand. I was relieved when we finally stopped. I had her out of the car and against the front door of the house in seconds. My lips immediately connected with hers.

"Mmm," She moaned desperately. I grabbed her ass and lifted her up so that she could wrap her legs around me. I growled when I felt the tip of my cock come in contact with her fevered sex.

Bella's POV

My pussy was pulsing, and soaked. I was panting through my nose as my mouth was busy.

"Mmm," I moaned desperately into his mouth, grinding myself against his bare cock.

I was gasping for air when he finally let me breathe. His lips never left my skin; he moved on to my neck, nipping and sucking.

"Please…I ne…need you!" I said through my gasps. His lips covered mine again, deeming that I'd had enough oxygen.

"Mhmm, you have me," He groaned around my lips. I tangled my hands in his messy locks, pulling my mouth from his to utter,

"Inside me; I need you inside of me." I felt a big gust of wind, and then I was being laid down in the center of something soft. My eyes only had a second to take in the sight of Edward's canopy, before his lips were on my neck, causing me to shut my eyes.

"Edward, please," I moaned. I then felt his hands on my thighs, spreading my legs.

"Ah," I gasped as the cold air hit my hot pussy. "Edward!"

He continued to ravish my neck, licking and sucking, ignoring my pleas.

"Mmm," I moaned as his fangs grazed my pulse point. I hated the cloth separating us. I wanted it off.

I fisted his shirt in my hands, trying in vain to get it off. I just didn't have the patience to undo one button at a time.

"Edward," I whimpered. "Get it off."

"As you wish," He murmured, his lips leaving my neck. He lifted one of his hands from my thigh to stroke my breast. He then used the same hand to rip his shirt off of his body. I wished I could do that. I sighed in relief at his bare torso, touching wherever I could reach. I had the urge to kiss every inch of it, but I knew we didn't have time.

All the air left my lungs as I felt his hand creep up my thigh. My sex throbbed harder. He continued to move his hand at a very slow pace, making the anticipation much stronger.

"Mhmm, please, Edward, I need you there," I whimpered. His hand stopped.

"Where?" He asked huskily.

"Down there," I answered him.

"Down where?" He questioned, not satisfied with my answer.

"My pussy! It's fucking throbbing," I told him, causing his already black irises to darken impossibly further. Suddenly, his hand was right there.

"Ah!"

"Your pussy?" He asked sharply. He suddenly shoved two of his fingers into me.

"Aah!" I shouted in shock.

"Now, whose fucking pussy is this?" He demanded, pulling his fingers out only to slam them back inside of me.

"Yours!" I gasped. He pressed his thumb onto my clit, causing my back to arch painfully.

"And who is the only one who gets to touch it?" He growled.

"You," I groaned, trying to thrust my heat farther into his hand.

"And who decides what happens to this needy little cunt?" He questioned, struggling to keep his own breathing in check. He began to thrust his fingers in and out of me, causing pressure to begin building within me.

"You do," I panted. My breaths got shallower as he finger fucked me. My eyelids slipped closed, and my head thrashed back and forth as I felt his very sharp thumbnail graze my clit. His hand stopped.

"No!" I whined. "Don't stop!" I almost sobbed.

"Then open your fucking eyes. I want you to watch who's touching you like this." He growled, curling his fingers against my g-spot.

"AH!" I shouted, and my eyes flew open. His face was dark and intense as he resumed. "Edward!"

He lowered his head to my breasts. At first, his tongue circled my nipple, and then, I felt his teeth close around it, biting roughly.

"Edward!" I screamed at the pleasurable pain. I was overwhelmed with both sensations. The pressure was getting higher and higher. I could feel myself clench around his fingers, and, just as I did, he stopped completely.

"No!" I shrieked. "STOP TEASING ME!" I'd had enough. Before my eyes had a chance to well up, I felt him plunge into me, stretching my healed pussy to maximum capacity.

"Ow! Mhmm, oh god," It hurt, but it was so relieving. It was like I'd gone without oxygen for a week, and was just now able to breathe.

"God can't save you from me," He grunted, pulling almost all the way out and slamming back into me. His pelvic bone hit my clit in a delicious way.

"Fuck!" He hissed. He dropped his head to my neck. He began to roughly suck, and nip once again.

"Mmm, I—j-just please…don't st-stop," I could hear the desperation in my own voice. I couldn't handle it if he stopped again. His rough thrusts never faltered, and I could feel myself about to fall over the edge, due to my closeness before he entered me.

"Dammit, you taste so good," He growled, giving me an extra hard thrust.

"Ah! Edwa-ard I'm close!" I panted.

"I know," He moaned. I could suddenly feel his teeth on my neck, biting down hard. I gasped loudly, about to explode.

"Edward!" I fisted his hair with one hand, the other on his back. I felt the blood spurt from my neck and into his mouth. The feeling pushed me over the edge. I sucked in a sharp breath of air and then came.

The feeling was overwhelming. All of the sexual tension released itself. I couldn't breathe. It felt like I was paralyzed. The last thing I heard was Edward's growl, and then everything went black.

...

Pitter-patter; I heard the familiar sound of rain on the roof. It was calming. It was when I felt smooth hands stroke my breasts that realization of what we'd done this morning came flooding back to me; the tension, the release, the…huh?

I gasped. My eyes snapped open.

"E-Edward?" I swallowed.

"Yes?" His finger lightly trailed over the peak of my left breast.

"Mhmm, w-what happened?" I questioned nervously.

"Hmm, you passed out," He answered, tweaking my nipple slightly. I arched my back against him, pressing my ass against his bare erection.

"Mm, I'm s-ah! I'm s-sorry," I apologized, stuttering at the feeling of him pressing himself more firmly to my ass.

"There's no need to apologize. After a week of no release, you were bound to have a knock-out orgasm sooner or later." He said, lightly nibbling on my ear.

"H-hmm," I stutter moaned. I was slickening already.

"How long was I out?" I asked in a low voice.

"An hour and a half," He answered. I was just about to beg him to fuck me again when my stomach growled loudly.

"Ugh, shut up!" I groaned. This was not the time.

"Come on," Edward whispered, and then wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me off of the bed with him.

"Hhh," I sighed. Even though I was hungry, I was not in the mood for food. I huffed and stomped over to his dresser to put on some clothes.

"Oh no, you don't," He grabbed my waist, yanking me back. "Our family will not return for another day; you are not allowed any clothes."

I felt more fluid leak from my sex. I swallowed, having a hard time not dropping to my knees and begging him to fuck me.

He let go of my waist and grabbed my hand.

"Ok," I said in a small voice, following his lead from the room. I felt pressure down south, but, this time, it was my bladder that was protesting.

"Umm, Edward? I have to go to the bathroom…" I told him. He stopped and turned to me, smiling. He lifted me into his arms, bridal style, which made me squeal slightly.

"Hold on," He must have meant that literally, because, before I could blink, there was a big gust of air, pressing me further into Edward's body, before we abruptly stopped in front of a door.

"It's right here," He said, setting me carefully on my feet. I wobbled a bit, but, with Edward's help, I regained balance quickly.

"Thanks," I stated, and turned for the door. It was awkward being completely naked in the open house. I subconsciously expected Alice or Esme to walk through, even though I know it was just Edward and me.

I closed the door behind me and automatically looked in the mirror. My hair was a mess, and my eyes were still slightly red from just waking up, but, otherwise, I looked ok. My bladder protested, so I immediately made my way through the huge bathroom to the toilet. I did my business quickly and then, habitually, reached down to pull my pants back up when I realized that I wasn't wearing any. I chuckled slightly, and then stood up, flushing.

As I was washing my hands, I glanced at the mirror again, and noticed something I hadn't before. At the base of my neck, on the left side, was a bite mark where Edward drank from me. I smiled, poking at it slightly. It made my stomach flutter to have his mark on me. I smiled even wider at the slight tenderness of the mark, and felt myself leak. This was a huge turn-on.

After sighing in pleasure, I turned and opened the door. Edward was waiting for me, leaning against the wall across from me. His eyes darkened as he took in my body. He blurred over and put both of his hands on my ass, lifting me that way. I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"Now, here is what's going to happen." He started. "I am going to make you lunch, and you are going to lay on the table spread out for me. I am then going to fuck this needy little cunt of mine-" He reached between us and roughly shoved two of his fingers into me, causing me to gasp and drop my forehead to his shoulder, "-until you come all over my cock. You are going to eat while I tease you, and then I am going to fuck you again." I felt him pull his hand from my dripping sex. I whimpered at the loss, and lifted my head from his shoulder to see him put the fingers that were in my pussy to his mouth. He sucked them dry, moaning as he did. His stomach was no doubt dripping with my arousal.

"Please fuck me now," I blurted in a moan. He slyly smiled.

"Don't worry my horny little mate, I will." He replied seductively. He then placed me on something solid. What the hell? I looked down to find that it was the kitchen table. I must have been so distracted that I didn't notice him moving.

He turned and bent down to retrieve a pot from a bottom cabinet. He then turned the stove on, and filled the pot with water. He set the pot on a burner, and then blurred over to another cabinet, and then pulled out some spaghetti noodles, and a jar of red sauce.

Just watching him move made me want to rub myself.

As the water began to boil, so did my pussy. The urge to rub myself got very strong, but I knew I'd need permission before doing so.

"Edward, can I please-mhmm, rub my pussy?" I asked, trying not to touch it. He was suddenly right in front of me, smacking me right between the legs.

"Ah!" I gasped.

"It is not your pussy." He corrected sharply.

"Sorry," I apologized. I really needed to stop calling it mine. "Can I please rub your pussy?"

"You may grind, but you may not cum. You will also tell me how it feels." He answered.

"Thank you," I thanked. I immediately began rubbing my sex against the tabletop. I wished that there was a table cloth to create more friction.

Edward simply stood there, watching as I pleasured myself.

When the friction became too little, I grabbed the edges and really started grinding. I looked Edward straight in the eyes as I did.

"How does it feel?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. His voice was calm, but his twitching erection and his pitch-black eyes told another story.

"F-fe-eels s-so good," I moaned, my voice shaking due to my vigorous motions. "Mmhmm, but no-ot as good as y-you," It was hard to find the words, but somehow I managed.

Edward POV

Fuck. Me.

I stood there, nearly paralyzed as my mate humped the table vigorously. She panted and stared blatantly at my hard-as-steel cock as she did.

Venom overflowed my mouth, and dripped down my chin. I knew that when I fucked her, in those next few seconds, that I would leave bruises. They wouldn't stay very long, as my venom has altered her to handle me, but there would be bruises for a little bit.

Lunch would have to wait. I switched the stove off, and then blurred over to her. I had her on the floor in under a second. She gasped as I plunged into her warm depths.

"You fucking tease," I growled, fucking her speechless. "You like teasing me with this needy cunt, don't you?" I put both of my hands on her shoulders and pinned her to the floor, plunging my cock impossibly deeper with every thrust.

"E-Edward, o-oh fu-uck," She shouted in pleasure, unable to speak clearly due to my vigorous fucking.

"Don't you dare!" I shouted, taking one hand from her shoulder to slap the side her breast.

"Yes! Ye-es, I l-like teasi—oh shit!—teasing you!" She moaned and panted loudly.

"Shit, you're tight," I grunted, grabbing her leg, and placing it over my shoulder to pound her at a different angle. I thought that after constantly fucking her with my ten inch cock, she would be a little looser, but, thankfully, she wasn't. "Fuck!" There is almost nothing better than being inside of my mate; she's still very tight, which makes me happy.

"Edwa-ard!" She screamed, thrashing her head back and forth.

"No," I growled, grabbing her chin and forcing her to look at me. "Look at me when I fuck you."

Her eyes widened.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god," She whimpered, close to an orgasm.

"God's not here, just me," I gritted. I reached towards her breast, and then rolled a taut nipple between my fingertips, and felt a growl rumble deep in my chest. I felt my stomach tighten; I was going to explode.

"Edward! Please can I cum?" She begged desperately. I felt her walls quiver around me.

"Cum!" I shouted as I felt myself ready to explode.

"AAAHH!" She screeched as she clenched around me, milking me dry.

"Fuck!" I yelled. She whimpered as she rode her high.

We both panted as we came down. She brought her leg down and wrapped them both around my waist as I rested my forehead on her shoulder.

"Oh god, that was…so good," She sighed. I brought my head up.

"Oh, I'm not finished with you, yet," I stated. I was going to keep my word.

"I'm glad," She breathed. Her stomach made itself known after a minute. I chuckled while she groaned, mumbling a 'shut up'.

I sighed and pulled her up off of the floor with me. I did not let her go; I knew she wouldn't be stable. So, instead, I picked her up and placed her back on the table, spreading her legs to my liking.

"Now I am going to tease you while I make this, and while you eat, and then fuck you again, do you understand?" I checked. She whimpered and nodded.

Satisfied, I walked from the table to the stove, where I switched the bottom right burner back on, and then got a pan out. I switched another burner on, and when to the refrigerator to the refrigerator to retrieve the hamburger meat that Esme set out.

"Keep those legs spread," I called behind me.

…

During the next half hour, I would move between the table, teasing my needy mate, and the stove, preparing her lunch. After the first five minutes of teasing her, she was dripping wet all over again, and I was hard. After twenty, she was begging me to fuck her, and my erection was painful.

I was glad when I finally managed to get a plate ready for her. I had the spaghetti mess cleaned in a few seconds.

I settled myself on a chair at the end of the table, and pulled my whimpering Isabella onto my lap.

"Please fuck me, please fuck me, please," She whimpered something she had been doing for about 5 minutes. It was hard to not give in to her request, but she needed to eat, so I'd settled on teasing her and stroking my cock.

"You need to eat, sweet mate, and then I will fuck you." I told her. She groaned, and turned to her food. She took the fork that I set on the plate, and stabbed at her spaghetti, twirling it onto the silverware. She begrudgingly stuffed it into her mouth. Her eyes widened slightly.

"This is pretty good," She said, taking another bite.

"I'm glad you think so," I replied, reaching down to that beautiful pussy of mine. I began rubbing and squeezing it, causing her to drop her fork. She moaned.

"Eat." I ordered her.

"But—"

"Now," I stopped her. She pouted and picked her fork back up, twirling the spaghetti onto it as fast as she could.

…

We fucked four times that evening. She was very sore by night time, as it was expected.

We shortly discussed the meeting with Charlie before she drifted off in exhaustion.

I hope it goes well, I thought. I would not pretend to be someone I'm not. He was lucky I even let her touch him, even if he was her father. She's mine. There would be no giving away at the wedding, because she is already mine.

So, I hope you liked it. Edward POV, surprise! Anyways, review to tell me what you think, things you want to see in the future, etc.