Hello to all you wonderful, beautiful people! I've been trying to dish this chapter out, sorry it took longer than I expected (it was supposed to be up yesterday), but I've been sick, temp and all. But good news with that, I'm in bed so I have plenty of time to work on the next chapter!
Oh, and a small lemon is at the end of this chapter, so PG readers beware (wait a sec you shouldn't be reading this anyway then because I rated it M for a reason people!!)
D/C: I do not own Twilight, nor do I own any of the characters portrayed in the book and/or movie(s). But I do own a bottle of Nyquil. It has become my best friend.
Edward and I hadn't spoken in over half an hour. Since I told him my theory of how Kaiden and Patrick wanted him… dead… we had just sat and stared. It took a while for Edward to grasp what I was saying, and soon after he was nodding in agreement.
I didn't want to tell him this, hell I wish I could make it all go away. But the throbbing pain in my cheeks and jaw were a constant reminder of how they meant business.
Suddenly Edward stood, reaching for my cell phone. I didn't reach out to stop him, but I didn't disguise the panic I felt. He moved his fingers quickly over the keys, and then he brought the phone to his ear. The look he gave me was the only thing that kept me on the couch, the look saying 'trust me'.
"Yes, I would like to speak to Chief Swan please." Well, fuck. Inevitable as it may be, it still didn't help the matters any that my father would now be panicked and sick with worry. I would be lucky to be able to leave the house from here on out. Edward silently stood in the center of the living room, watching me as if I would disappear.
"Yes, Charlie? This is Edward." He paused, listening to the other end. "Yes sir, I understand how late it is, but I am at your home at the moment. Kaiden came after Bella, and…" Edward stopped then, pulling the phone away from his ear.
"Shit." With Edward's single worded oath, I knew Charlie was on his way. He set my phone back on the table and looked over at me.
"Looks like your father will be home soon." I nodded, hoping that no one was driving on the roads at this time. A speeding Charlie was a scary Charlie.
"Edward, what are we going to do?" I asked. He came over to sit next to me on the couch, and I wanted badly to crawl into his lap. I refrained from doing so, instead curling up to his side and grabbing his hand. His skin was on fire, even though the air inside and outside was freezing cold. I traced the creases in his skin, examining how the pads of his fingers looked worn yet graceful. Hands of a worker, hands of a man.
"I've been talking with my dad," Edward spoke, his velvet voice drifting through the air, "and I he seems to think the same thing you do."
"Which is what?"
"That they want me dead. Clearly for different reasons, but both of them with the same idea in their minds." Edward paused for a moment, glancing around the room. I looked at him closely and saw that his eyes were shinning.
"Are you okay?" I asked softly. Edward shook his head slowly and cleared his throat. His adam's apple bobbed slightly.
"Never in my life did I think someone would hate me with so much passion. So much hatred that they would move themselves across the country to ruin my life. And now that person has found a side kick." He looked at me with sorrow. "And they're threatening the people that I love."
"Edward…" I didn't know what to say, but I felt the tears swell in my eyes. I never had the intention to make him feel guilty, or to make him feel bad about me being in danger. Had it not been for Kaiden, the only person we would have to worry about is Patrick. "Tell me what to do, and I'll do it." I would be his soldier in this war, and I would do whatever needed to be done to keep everyone safe.
"Number one, keep you safe," Edward said. Sirens screamed to a halt outside of the house, and the interior of the house was illuminated in red and blue lights. "And two, keep your father from having a heart attack, because he got here too quickly, and I know he's going to be in a craze." He was right, and within seconds Charlie was slamming through the front door and glancing around for me.
"Bella!" he yelled. I jumped off the couch and ran to embrace him, surprised at the amount of emotion that ran through me. The tears that had coated my eyes were now flowing freely, and I closed the distance to throw my arms around his neck.
"Daddy!" I sobbed into his shoulder, letting him move me around as he half carried me back into the living room to where Edward stood.
"Edward, what the hell is going on!?" Charlie's words were harsh, but I realized that he hadn't given Edward a chance to explain when the phone call happened. All Charlie knew was that Kaiden had attacked me, not that he had gotten away. Not that Edward saved me. I needed to speak up though, because my father did not know that I had left the house to speak with Alice earlier. If he knew that I had actually driven away, I'd be dead from the wrath of Charlie Swan.
"I couldn't sleep, and I was on the phone with Alice," I blubbered, sitting back on the couch. "I forgot something out in my car earlier, so I went out to get it, telling Alice I would call her right back. That's when Kaiden came out of no where!"
"Alice hadn't heard back from Bella, and Bella wasn't answering her calls," Edward stepped in, going along with the lie, "so my sister came to me and told me something was wrong. I didn't want to alarm anyone, so I rushed over and saw Bella being shoved against the wall by Kaiden."
"I'm going to kill him," Charlie muttered. He turned to Edward and took a few quick strides forward, pulling him into his arms.
"Thank you, son. I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't been there for my Bella." Edward's eyes grew wide with shock. I forced my sobs to subside, hiccupping as I watched my father and boyfriend hug each other. The world had gone loony, and I seemed to be the circus ring bearer. Edward slowly lowered his hands to pat my father on his back, accepting the thanks.
"You're welcome. I'll be here for Bella as long as she'll have me." Forever, I thought. I tried to slow my breathing as Charlie and Edward stepped out of their man hug, and Charlie looked around the house.
"So what exactly happened?" he asked. I replayed the events that had happened before Edward got there, creating a small story line that I had to go out to my car for a school textbook. It was on my way to the car that Kaiden attacked me, according to the story fed to Charlie. But everything else was the truth—the way Kaiden came out of nowhere and slammed me against the house. Charlie's hand reached out and ghosted across my face at the forming bruise. I could see the anger in his brown eyes, and I needed to make sure he wouldn't act on this anger he was feeling.
"Which way did he run?" Charlie asked to no one in particular. Edward pointed towards the south east end of the house.
"That way through the forest, towards town." Charlie nodded and walked out the front door. My eyes grew wide and I shot off the couch and was behind Edward as we ran out after him. I could not let Charlie run after Kaiden, especially when he could be armed and miles away by now. I pushed past Edward when we hit the cold night air, and I stopped on the front step when I saw that Charlie was standing next to his police cruiser, lights still flashing. A radio was in his hand, and he squinted through the drizzling rain to stare at us as he spoke into it.
"Yeah, Jake, this is Charlie. Bella's fine but we have a direction of Kaiden and Patrick. Heading towards town. Send a team out in an unmarked car to patrol." Jacob's voice crackled through the airwaves, sounding stressed and tired.
"Yes sir, we'll send out Mark and Kris now." Charlie threw his radio back into the car and flipped the switch to turn the flashing lights off. No need to draw the attention of the neighbors. I breathed a sigh of relief when I stepped back into Edward's arms, allowing Charlie to track back into the house. Locking the door behind me, I glanced into the mirror above the gun holding table. I winced. The imprint of Kaiden's fingers were dark and clearly visible in the dimness of the house. How the hell was I going to cover this up in time for school? Should I even go?
"You two are staying home from school tomorrow," Charlie answered my unspoken question. I turned to look at him, baffled that he not only was telling me this, but someone he had no pull over.
"Dad…" I started, but Charlie already had his cell phone in his hands. He held up his finger to stop me as he dialed a number, putting it up to his ear. I glanced at Edward and saw that he was smiling. My eyebrows flew up into my scalp, and I wondered if these two men were conspiring in some way.
"Carlisle? Hey, it's Charlie Swan. Sorry to bother you so late, hope I didn't wake you and your wife." What the fuck! When did my father have Edward's number memorized!?
"Dad!" I yelled, but this time Edward was the one who silenced me. I was going to smack someone if another person told me to shut up. Charlie listened to Carlisle speak on the other end, and he nodded his head at something.
"Yes, Edward is here. Seems he saved my Bella tonight from an encounter with Kaiden. I have a proposition, if you have a moment to listen." A proposition? What the holy mother of f…
"Our kids need to be protected at all times, and from what I hear around town, you have yourself a little fortress. Now, I can't always be here to protect Bella, and with us down a man at the station, I need to put in more hours. So when she's not here, I want to know if it's okay if she stays at your home."
I almost fainted. Had it not been for Edward and his arm around me, I would have collapsed to the ground. My father was telling my boyfriends' father that he wanted me to stay at their house.
"Oh my God," I muttered. Edward let out a small laugh in my ear, and I turned on him.
"Edward Cullen, how can you find this funny? We are going to be under constant supervision! I'm being passed around like a piece of property, like everyone is afraid that I'll be broken!" My fingers tightened around Edward's arm, and I wanted badly to hit something. Anything. Charlie continued to hammer out details with Edward's father, and Edward leaned in so that I could be eye level with him.
"Bella, you need to see the silver lining in this." I rolled my eyes as his soothing voice tried to penetrate my anger. "Your father just wants to make sure that you're safe, and if meaning that staying at my house on nights where your dad isn't here, then so be it." Edward looked over to my father and lowered his voice.
"You can even stay in my room and no one would be the wiser." There we go. The silver lining. I took a deep breath and looked into Edward's face. He was smiling so sincerely at me that I had no other choice to believe him. Charlie's voice blurred in the background as I concentrated on Edward. Me and Edward, together pretty much all day. I could get used to this.
"Okay?" Edward whispered. I nodded, offering a smile to show him that I understood. I understood it all too well. Charlie was finishing up the conversation with Carlisle then, and I turned back to him to listen to the tail end of the discussion.
"That's fine, Carlisle. I'm going to have the kids stay home from school tomorrow, if that's okay with you. I'm home for the night, but tomorrow morning when I have to go back to work they can head back to your place." Seconds later the phone call ended and I waited for Charlie to explain himself.
"Okay, you kids go to bed," he sighed. I felt my mouth open in shock again, still finding it weird that I was getting permission from my police chief father to sleep in the same bed as my boyfriend. "As I'm sure you heard me discuss, in the morning you'll both be going back to the Cullen house. It's safer there." I opened my mouth to say something, but Charlie sighed and cut me off before I could say anything at all.
"Now Bella, I really don't want you to argue with me on this. I know you're an adult legally, but I need you safe. This is the only way I can think of." I offered a small smile and shook my head. Stepping forward, I pulled my dad into a hug and kissed his cheek.
"I wasn't going to argue, Dad. I was going to say thank you." Edward's hand rubbed against my back as I hugged my father. We stood that way for several minutes before Charlie sniffled and pulled away. He wasn't one for showing this kind of emotion, and I felt a twinge of guilt that I was the one to cause him all of this grief and sadness. He was a peaceful man before I arrived.
"You're welcome Bells, I just want to keep you safe." I nodded and wiped at my eyes.
"So what's the next step in catching them?" I asked. Charlie sighed and ran his hand through his hair, a move that I wondered if he had gotten from Edward.
"Well, that's what I'm going into work tomorrow to do. I need to sit down with everyone and figure this out. That's why I want you to go to Edward's house, where I'll know you will be safe. I don't want to worry about you being at school. Don't worry about it, both Carlisle and I will call the school to cover for you." I smiled again, thinking that just that morning Charlie had left us a note saying not to skip; now we were following orders.
We said our goodnights, and I led Edward upstairs. We closed my bedroom door and I walked over to the window to make sure it was closed and locked. Edward did the unnecessary sweep around the room to see if there were any 'hidden things', as he put it. The thought of Kaiden or Patrick hiding in my closet or under my bed scared the shit out of me. So I let him search. Minutes later we were changing into sleep clothes, not bothering to shield our naked bodies from each other. I was too worn out to even stare (for too long anyway).
My phone began to notify me of a text message, and I glanced at it warily. Edward noticed my hesitation and reached for it, glancing at the screen.
"Just Alice. I suppose we should have called her after I got you inside." I felt guilty for not telling Alice I was okay, and had it not been for her and her 'intuition', I don't know what would have happened.
OMG plz tell me everything is ok! Dad just told me what happened! ~Al
I didn't bother texting her, thinking that she deserved an actual phone call. Pressing the green button on my phone, I listened to the phone ring once before she answered.
"BELLA! Oh my God, please tell me you're okay! Is Edward still there? Of course he is, that's a stupid question. Did Kaiden hurt you? I'm going to chop his dick off that stupid mother fu-"
"Alice!" I yelled before she continued. My mouth was hanging open, surprised at the words that were flying out of her mouth.
"Sorry!" Alice's voice was weak and shaking. "I'm just freaking out."
"I know, Alice, I know." I sat down on the edge of my bed and sighed when Edward sat next to me. I leaned into him, thankful for his support. I was feeling tired, and wanted badly to climb beneath my layers of blankets that covered my bed.
"Did he hurt you?" Alice whispered. Tears pricked my eyes and I choked back a sob. I didn't want her to worry, but I couldn't lie to her. All she would have to do is take one look at me and she would see the aftermath.
"Yes, but not too horribly. Edward got there in time." I could hear her cry over the phone, and it tore at my heart. That girl had become my best friend, and to hear her cry over me killed me.
"Thank you for sending Edward," I whispered.
"Of course!" Alice sobbed. "The second I felt something was off, I sent him. I'm so sorry I even let you leave. I should have gone with you, or made you stay."
"Sweetie, it was inevitable. Don't you blame yourself." Edward ran his fingers along my leg, and I could feel his hot touch beneath my flannel pajama bottoms.
"Let me speak to Edward," Alice demanded. I sighed and handed him the phone without a word. Edward cleared his throat and smiled at me.
"Alice?" I could hear Alice's voice reach an all new pitch on the other end, and I wondered if she was yelling or crying.
"Hey, hey, it's okay. Everything is fine. Bella won't be alone again, no need to cry." Well, damn. I didn't want anyone to cry over this. What still bothered me was that everyone was freaking out over me, not Edward. Shouldn't he be the one under constant surveillance? It hit me then… he was.
Seconds later, Edward hung up the phone and I watched him set it on the nightstand.
"She's really torn up over this, huh?" I asked. Edward nodded and stood, bringing me to my feet as well.
"Indeed she is, but we'll see her tomorrow. Everyone is staying home from school, so you'll have all the opportunity in the world to be questioned about this then." I groaned and leaned my forehead to Edward's chest. He had made the decision to sleep with his boxers on and a borrowed t-shirt that once belonged to Phil. I knew Charlie would be walking in with no hesitation in the morning (actually in just a few hours), and I didn't want to be caught in a compromising position. I leaned around Edward and pulled back the covers. Edward went to the other side of the bed and did the same. Cuddling beneath the covers on my bed, I let Edward wrap his arms around me. I felt safe and warm… protected.
"I love you," he whispered into my hair. I smiled and pulled him closer.
"Love you, too."
Hours later I was awoken by a whirlwind of commotion and emotion. Charlie knocked once before he barged into my bedroom, and I was glad that Edward had agreed to the 'dress appropriate' rule. Although, my leg was hitched up over the covers, and onto him, pulling his body to mine. Charlie didn't seem to care though, and he yelled at us to get up; he was leaving for work soon.
Edward kissed my forehead and rolled out of bed, running his hand through his hair. Looking around the bedroom, he shrugged.
"No point in getting ready for anything. I'm just going right back to sleep when we get to my house." The man was a genius. I agreed without speaking a word, only grabbing a duffel bag from my closet and throwing clothes and toiletries in it. Pulling on a hoodie and throwing my sock-clad feet into a worn pair of sneakers, I followed Edward down the stairs. Charlie took a long hard look at us and burst into a fit of laughter.
"Bite me," I mumbled, turning to him. He looked at my face and stopped laughing, instead rushing over to me.
"Oh my God, Bella!" My half closed eyes flew open, and I turned to Edward.
"What?" I asked. Edward just shook his head, and he looked pained to even look at me. I sighed and turned to the mirror above the gun-drawer, and my mouth dropped open. Across my mouth was the perfect shape of a person's hand. It was dark, a purplish color, and literally spread from one ear to the other.
"Fuck," I said aloud. Alice was going to freak.
"I'm fine guys, it doesn't hurt all that bad." It was the truth; I hadn't actually felt all that sore until they pointed it out. And then it was all psychological I think. Mind over matter, Bella.
"I don't know…" Charlie started to say, but I waved him off.
"It's fine. We're going over to Edward's now. Basically going right back to sleep." Charlie nodded, still staring at the bruise across my face, but I rolled my eyes. "I have my cell phone on me, so you'll be able to reach me if need be." I hugged Charlie and grabbed Edward's hand, all but dragging him out the door. I refuse to stand there and let my dad fawn over me like a child, so I choose to leave. Easy as that.
We climbed into Edward's car, leaving my Mustang behind. That was fine with me, it wasn't like I wouldn't have a ride from anyone in the near future.
"You okay?" Edward asked me as we sped through town. I closed my eyes and nodded, wanting badly to just climb into his bed and return to the land of sleep. Did I get to do that though? Nope. The second we pulled into his driveway, Alice was by my door, with Jasper and Rose behind her.
"Oh my God!" Alice screamed. "Look what that bastard did to you!" I sighed and climbed out of the car, directly into the arms of my friends. Alice's embrace crushed me, and I felt a stab of pain through my mid section. What the hell? Was I falling apart? I pulled back, wanting to relieve the stinging I felt, but was immediately in the arms of Rose.
"Bella, we were so worried," she whispered into my ear. It shouldn't have surprised me, but it did. Rose was usually such a hard ass, and seeing the tears in her eyes was something new.
"Guys, you shouldn't worry abo-" My words were cut off when Jasper flung himself at me. This surprised me. His arms crushed me against him, and I felt the same pain around my stomach. I didn't have the heart to tell him to let me go, so I hugged him back.
"Bella, that was not cool," Jasper whispered in my ear. I laughed through the few tears that had escaped from my eyes. Stepping back after he had let me go, I took in the sight of most of my friends.
"Where's Emmett?" I asked. Rose smiled and nudged Alice.
"What?" I asked. Alice rolled her eyes and stepped forward.
"I made him go to the store for you," she admitted. My eyes widened and I gaped at them.
"What? Why!?" Everyone laughed at her, but Alice stomped her foot in frustration.
"Because! We were out of orange juice and ice cream! Today is going to be a relaxing day for you if it fucking kills me, and if I want her to have orange juice with her pancakes, then she's going to have orange juice!" Everyone was laughing at her, but I noticed how she had real tears in her eyes. She cared that I was taken care of today, and it meant the world to me.
"Oh, Alice." I stepped forward and embraced her, pushing past the pain I felt and pressed her into me. She sniffled into my shoulder, but hugged me in return.
"See? She's thankful," Alice whispered. I felt more arms wrap around us, and peeked through the limbs to see that Edward, Jasper and Rose had joined the hug. This is how it was supposed to be. Me with the people who meant the most to me.
The sound of tired crunching on the driveway made me turn my head slightly, and I smiled when I saw that it was Emmett's jeep.
"The whole gang is here!" Alice yelled. Emmett hopped out of his car, arms full of groceries, and looked at us with a confused expression.
"Are we smothering Bellie?" he asked. Jasper grinned over my head and nodded.
"Works for me!" Emmett yelled, and with that he set the bags he had on the hood of Edward's car and lunged into the group. The pain around my mid section made spots form behind my eyes, and I gasped from the rush of air that left my lungs. Only Edward noticed the change in my demeanor though, and he all but dragged me out of the group embrace.
"Okay! Bella's had enough for this second," he joked slightly, eyeing me with hawks' eyes. We all laughed and filed our way into the house, Edward carrying my bag behind me. Everyone dropped themselves around the living room, clearly expecting story time. But Edward excused us for a second, him pulling me into the kitchen.
"Lift." That's it, one word demand. My eyes narrowed and I put a hand on my hip.
"Excuse me?" I asked. Edward rolled his eyes and stepped forward, lifting my sweater quickly. I tried to stop him, mainly because I had no idea what he would find, but he was too quick.
"Fucking ass!" I flinched at Edward's curse, and I looked down to see what was causing me so much pain from hugging someone. There, across my stomach, was another large bruise. It was roughly an inch wide, and expanded from one side of my hip to the other.
"I don't even remember how this happened," I admitted. I fingered it slightly, realizing that it only hurt when it was touched. That was easy to remedy; just don't let anyone touch my stomach, present company included. I thought back to the night before, thinking of how Kaiden slammed me around the front porch, but I honestly couldn't remember something hitting me across my stomach. Maybe when he pressed me against the pillar at the front of the house? It was all starting to blur.
"Let's get back out there," I said, pulling Edward with me. He didn't argue with me, instead letting me be in the lead for once. We sat with everyone, forming a large circle. It seemed like they were all waiting for the story to begin, but I didn't know where to start.
"Well? What the hell happened?" Emmett all but yelled. Leave it to him to be the instigator. Everyone seemed happy that he had said something first though, because they all leaned forward expectantly. I looked at Edward, who nodded once. I suddenly hated the fact that everyone in this damn room was curious about everything. Why couldn't they go to school? Why did they have to be here?
I told the story again, this time telling the complete truth. Everyone but Edward hung on every word. I suppose he was punching himself internally for not being there in time to stop the few bruises that I received, but I stroked his hand as I continued on, hoping to tell him that it was all going to be okay.
"So what now?" Rose asked. I shrugged, being completely honest.
"I don't know. That's why we're here. My dad is at the station now, figuring out the next moves in finding them." A wave of exhaustion swept over me, and I felt my arms go limp. I was just so tired, and I wanted to climb into a bed, any bed, and just sleep the morning away.
"Lure the bastards in," Jasper whispered. Edward tensed beside me and leaned forward.
"Excuse me?" he said, voice laced with anger. My eyes shot up and I saw that Jasper was leaning back, eyes wide. Edward was almost out of his seat, and the others were staring back and forth like they were at a tennis match.
"No, no! Wait! I didn't mean it like that!" Edward stood up fully and I held my breath. Jasper stood up too, but stared Edward down.
"Sit the fuck down, I didn't mean it like that!" Edward relented and returned to his seat next to me. Jasper glared at Edward for just a moment and did the same.
"What I meant was that Patrick and Kaiden keep coming at you, right?" We all nodded, and I saw that Rose was gripping Emmett's hand—hard. Jasper swallowed hard, holding his hand up as if he knew what would come. "Well, we know they're going to come again. Kaiden seems to be the sidekick in all of this. We never see Patrick, especially now that he has Kaiden by his side. But they're after you." Edward was still, not arguing, so Jasper continued.
"Kaiden is after Bella, hating you because you have her. Patrick is after you, hating Bella because he wants to take her away from you. So I figure what we can do is lure them out and trap them. Make them feel like they're comfortably in the lead, and then boom! Ya know what I mean?" Jasper looked at me with regretful eyes and then looked back to Edward.
"I don't want to put either of you in danger, but think about it. If you're not under the direct protection of the fucking Chief of police, you're being sent to Fort Knox. It's ridiculous. You can't live like this forever." Jasper was right, I knew this. But I sat there, letting Edward come to his own conclusion. And just like that, Edward nodded.
"You're right." I breathed a sigh of relief, leaning back into the thick couch cushions. I zoned out, letting the others discuss plans that were yet finalized. They threw out ideas like letting me walk 'alone' near the woods, or having Edward 'break down' on the side of the road. I didn't like any of it, but would my opinion really matter?
I closed my eyes and listened to the baritone laugh of Emmett as they spoke of tying Patrick and Kaiden up and throwing them over the bridge in Port Angeles. The girls reprimanded them, keeping them in line of reality. Before I knew it, I felt myself being lifted off of the couch. The movement jerked me awake, but I feigned sleep and let Edward carry me up the stairs. Eventually a door opened, and I felt the soft down comforter of Edward's bed beneath me. Strong, careful hands removed my shoes, and then tugged the blanket from under my legs and tucking it around me gently. I dared to peek, and saw that Edward was kicking off his shoes and pulling off the hoodie he wore. I suppressed a gasp when I saw that his shirt from beneath had come off with the sweater, and soon enough he was pulling off his pants and only remained in his boxers. He looked around as if searching for something, but shrugged and crept towards the other side of the bed.
"I know you're awake," Edward said as he climbed in. I moaned and turned towards him, eyes wide.
"How did you know?" I asked. Edward laughed and shrugged.
"Well, when your breathing starts to speed up, when you're supposed to be out cold, it tips me off." I laughed and sat up, pulling off my sweater as well. I was still in my pajama pants and tank top, and dove back under the covers. Now, this was better.
"Sorry. If it's any consolation, I enjoyed watching you undress." Edward laughed throatily at my confession, and he pulled me close to him. I sighed at the feeling of his warm body pressed against mine. I was glad that the room was encased in darkness, and he couldn't see the blush that spread over my face. If he knew what I was thinking…
"Edward," I breathed. His face was mere inches from mine, and I could feel his breath on me.
"Yes, love?" My heart skipped a beat and I smiled. Leaning forward, I brushed my lips against his. With all that was going on, it seemed like ages since he and I had a second to ourselves. Just a moment to be with each other. Now would be the moment, I suppose.
Edward pressed his lips against mine again, running his tongue against my bottom lips slowly. I opened my mouth willingly, letting our tongues battle for dominance in a slow, playful manner.
"Mmm, Bella." The noises he was making drove me wild. I felt his hands beneath the sheets, roaming over my clothing clad thighs, and settling softly on my hip.
"We have to be quiet," Edward whispered, "Alice and Jasper are in the room next door." I groaned softly, but thought of it as a conquest. I could do quiet. Edward's hand brushed against my bruise, and I hissed involuntarily.
"Shit! I'm sorry Bella!" Edward sounded so worried. I leaned back and ran my fingers over his lips.
"Shhh, don't worry about this. I'm fine. We just have to be careful and quiet." Edward smiled softly and pressed his lips to mine again. We explored each others' mouths, enjoying the taste and sensations. It didn't take long for Edward to reach for my pants, slowly pushing them down. I leaned back and gave him a playful evil eye.
"And what do you think you are doing, Edward?" I whispered. He looked up at me with determination in his eyes.
"I'm going to be inside of you." I swallowed hard, my breathing suddenly stopped. He looked so sure of himself, and it reminded me of the first day we met. When he all but cornered me in the kitchen. This was the side of Edward that made me fall in love with him, the side of Edward that I daydreamed about. And the look in his eyes was what made my knees go weak. Who was I to deny this man?
Edward took my silence as acceptance, and he carefully pushed me on my back. His hands finished their job of removing my pants, and I helped him with removing my tank top. I was not wearing a bra, so this seemed to excite him a little more.
"Less fabric the better," he muttered. I nodded, not wanting my shaky voice to ruin the atmosphere. Edward rolled on his back quickly and kicked off his boxers, and then we were naked.
I loved naked Edward. The image of his muscular chest had imprinted its way into my mind a long time ago. Edward seemed to feel my gaze on him, and he sat back so that I could stare at him. My eyes wandered over his light chest hair, following it down to where his hard on was very present. I licked my lips and looked back to Edward. His eyes were black in the darkness of the room, but they were not staring into my own eyes. They were traveling down my body, raking in the site of naked Bella.
"Edward," I whispered. I had to be quiet. Oh so fucking quiet.
"Bella, oh Bella." Edward leaned down over me, running his tongue down my collar bone and between my breasts. He seemed to be very careful not to touch my actual breasts, and completely skipped over touching the bruise on my stomach. My tears pricked at the thought of him being so careful with me. Edward's nose brushed along the small tuft of hair that covered my center, and I arched into the air at the touch.
"Easy sweetie. Give it a minute." I didn't want a minute. I wanted him now.
"Edward," I whimpered. He laughed softly and looked up at me through hooded eyelids.
"Yes?" He was going to make me ask for it?!
"Edward, please," I begged. I could feel his hot breath fan over me, and I tried to arch myself into him again. I didn't have to ask again it seemed, because I felt his tongue brush against my folds in a quick motion. A loud moan escaped my lips, and I slammed my hand over my eyes when I heard a loud bang through the wall.
"Cut it you two!" Alice screamed. Edward and I both laughed, but I carefully lowered my hand from my eyes to my mouth when I felt Edward's mouth cover me. I felt a slight sting from the bruise, but the pleasure I felt quickly overcame that. Slowly, his tongue circled my clit, sucking all the juices that flowed from me.
"Edward," I whispered between my fingers. He looked up at me again, pausing only for a second.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked gently. I shook my head and he smiled.
"Good." And his tongue was on me again. He quickly added a long, delicate finger, and slid it into me. I let out a low gasp, still clasping my hand over my mouth. I would forever be embarrassed if Alice and Jasper were listening to us.
One finger then became two, and Edward was watching me as I began to unravel. The familiar tightening began in my stomach, and I reached down with my free hand to grip Edward's hair.
"I'm about to," I gasped. And then there was nothing. What the fuck! Edward pulled away from me and raised his face to meet my eyes.
"You are not allowed to do that yet my love," he smiled. I whimpered once and grabbed onto Edward's shoulders as he hovered over me. He kissed a trail from my temple, down my jaw, my neck, and finally letting his tongue circle my nipple. I leaned into his touch, careful not to make a sound as he swirled my skin into his mouth. All the while, I felt Edward at my entrance, positioning himself to enter me. I could feel the tip of his penis slid into me, and then Edward's mouth was on mine, gently silencing me.
Slowly and carefully, Edward slid himself into me, and when I shifted my hips, I could feel him fill me completely. We were whole, we were one person, one soul. When I was with him, he completed me in ways that I did not know was possible. If only there was a way to stay in this position forever. We broke from the kiss, and I pressed my forehead against Edward's, moving my hips to get him moving. He didn't seem to need any more encouragement than that, and then he was rocking his hips with mine.
The world slipped away as Edward slowly made love to me. He was careful, kissing me at just the right moments to where I might moan or cry out in pleasure. His lips drifted over my chest, my lips, my eyes. And too quickly, I felt myself come to a point of release.
"I won't last much longer," I admitted. Edward gazed into my eyes, smiling as he slid into me once more.
"With me, Bella. Come with me." And with that, I drilled my gaze into his, refusing to break the magical hold he had on me. Our eyes never wavered as we both started to pant, and then seconds later, we were both still, shaking with pleasure.
"That was…" I didn't have the right words for that. It was the most passionate and incredible thing I had ever thought of. Nothing could compare to that.
Edward slowly slid out of me and fell to his side. We lay in his bed for what seemed to be hours, catching our breath. Only after I got goosebumps from a chill in the room did I cover myself up with the blanket.
"You leaving me out here to fend for myself?" Edward joked. I laughed and shrugged dramatically.
"Find your own blanket." Edward's eyes opened in surprise and he gestured towards the blanket that covered me.
"That is my blanket!" We joked for a few minutes until we heard a knock on the door. I covered myself more with the blanket, letting Edward be the one to dress himself with a pair of pants and answer the door. I was glad to see that he kicked our discarded clothes under the bed so no one would see that we had been naked at one point.
Jasper and Emmett were on the other side of the door, and I suddenly felt very exposed.
"Um, can we help you?" Edward asked, glancing at me before he stood in the way of the prying eyes, blocking me from sight. I loved this man.
"We have an idea," Emmett laughed, knowing damn well what we were doing. "We have an idea to get Kaiden and Patrick to come out and play."
That's right people! It's time to get these ass holes to come out and play! Fuck yeah!
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~Ashley