Bella's POV
Edward was all heat—from his hand to the look in his eyes—as he led me over to the bed, falling down onto his back and pulling me with him so I was spread over him, our bodies flush against one another. Even through both layers of clothes, I could feel the warm steel of his erection as it pressed against me intimately.
Before I could blink, Edward had flipped us over, settling into the cradle of my hips.
"Edward!" I breathed as he rocked against me.
Clawing at his back, I drew him down until his lips hovered over mine. His warm breath washed over me, sending another shiver down my spine.
"Kiss me," I begged, writhing under him.
His eyes flashed, and he dipped his head, brushing his lips against mine. "I told you, love," he growled softly, "you never have to beg again. I'll take care of you, sweet girl, I promise."
I was instantly lost in the power emanating from him, not just the weight of him pressing against every inch of me, but the shift in his demeanor. He was fierce, with blackening eyes and a firm grip in my hair.
Lips swept across my own before my mouth was completely claimed. I moaned softly, giving him the opening he needed. Our tongues swirled together as his hand skimmed my side, dipping into the curve of my waist, over my hip, until he reached the back of my thigh, where he hitched my leg up and around him.
It was everything our kisses when I was human weren't. It was deep, filled with low moans and rumbling, feral purrs. It was grinding hips, suckling lips, and teasing nips of very dangerous teeth. It was like magic—hot and wet, leaving my head fuzzy and my breathing heavy. My hips jerked as he pressed against me intimately again, his light thrust just hard enough to rub against my lower lips through my jeans.
With a groan, he suddenly pulled away. "Fuck," he hissed, running a hand through his hair as he sat back on his heels. When I tried reaching for him, he shook his head and then stood, holding out his hand.
"Edward?" I took it automatically and stood, but he just shook his head again in response and led me to the window.
"Out," he growled low, his voice making my insides clench again.
Once he was on the ground beside me, he swept me up, my legs automatically wrapping around his waist. His lips were on mine again for a moment before he pulled away with a growl.
"Too many people," he explained, resting his forehead against mine.
I suddenly understood. He needed what I needed—more than just what he could give me in a house full of people that included my father. I slowly slid down to my feet, my nerves singing as I felt every ridge and dip on his body, the muscles in his arms as he held me close.
Taking a step back, I looked at the man barely in control in front of me. He was pale and shimmering just slightly under the light of the moon. He looked dangerous, powerful, and way too sexy for his own good.
I felt moisture coat the inside of my thighs.
His nostrils flared as he caught the scent of my arousal once more.
"Take me," I growled softly, needing something...anything.
"Where?" It came out harshly, like he was having to hold himself back.
The tone once again went straight to my clit, nearly ripping an orgasm from me with just that one word.
Anywhere.
I didn't answer him aloud, but he must have known, because he swept me up in his arms again, taking off in a run for the woods behind Charlie's house.
As he ran, I couldn't stop from attaching my lips to his neck in warm, suckling kisses. My tongue came out and swirled around his Adam's apple. My teeth were leaving stinging bites to the skin. Running came second nature to vampires, but Edward was breathing heavily and kept stumbling, and the curses falling from his lips were either begging for more or begging for mercy—I wasn't sure which.
We crashed through the trees, leaves damp from the last rain slapping against us, branches tearing at our clothes, until finally...finally, Edward stopped, looking around for a moment, before his eyes settled on something over my shoulder. He hitched me up, my legs wrapping around his waist once more. After a few steps forward, I gasped when I was pressed tightly between the solid feel of Edward's body and the rough tree at my back.
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We were still breathing hard as he lowered us to the ground, just before the tree fell with a soft whoosh behind me.
Edward and I burst out laughing, glancing over my shoulder.
~*~*~FC~*~*~
Edward's POV
"That poor tree," Bella said with a giggle.
I fought my smile, trying to remain somber. "But it was an honorable death..."
Shaking her head at our silliness—or my bad joke—she leaned forward and kissed me, murmuring, "That it was," against my lips.
After shedding our jeans, we were quiet for a few minutes, just relaxing on the dirt- and grass-covered ground beneath the trees. The stars were so bright, so beautiful. The air smelled fresh and crisp after the rain we'd had over the last twenty-four hours. My hand stroked lazily down Bella's side as she lay half on top of me. She looked happy, peaceful, and when she smiled up at me, it warmed me from the inside out.
"So we leave tomorrow, hmm?" she asked, tracing each dip on my abdomen, watching the muscles contract and relax under her touch.
I nodded, my breath ghosting over her hair, before I asked, "How do you feel about that?"
When she looked up, I knew she could see my pensive, worried expression.
"Is it where I thought my life was going? No," she said with a shake of her head. "Am I glad things worked out the way they did?" She shrugged, making me tense. "In that you're back, yes, absolutely. That my daughter is going to grow up with this huge secret, with danger always lurking? Not so much."
Dammit, I would never be able to apologize enough for what she'd been through and the life she was now cursed with. "Bella, I—"
Her lips covered mine for a moment, stopping my apology.
"Don't," she said, her voice firm. "I'm so far from unhappy right now, Edward. Really. I love you. Lizzie and I are both luckier because you and your family are in our lives. And since Charlie knows everything, I get to keep him in my life and in Lizzie's. So some things will be harder because of Lizzie being human in the world of the supernatural..." She shrugged again, her slender shoulder rising once. "Knowing me, she'd have run across a nomad at some point, and unless we were around the wolves, we'd be defenseless. As it is, she not only has me to protect her, but you and your family—our family—as well. She's a lucky little girl to be as loved as she already is and will always be. We both are."
I closed my eyes for a long moment, and when I opened them, the love I saw coming from the depths of hers, already a lightened maroon, echoed the way I felt every time I thought of her—every time I'd thought of her for the last two years.
My hand slid around to cup the back of her head, my fingers tangling in her hair to guide her to my lips. This time, the kiss was slow, sensual, and all-consuming. Her tongue stroked mine lazily, teasing and tasting, giving and receiving. Without a word, she gave a gentle push on my shoulder. I leaned back on my elbows, watching as my beautiful girl moved over me, her hand guiding me into her as she sank to her knees.
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That was where we were nearly thirty minutes later when Jasper's thoughts interrupted the quiet in my head.
Sorry, bro. He sounded apologetic, yet amused. Alice called. She sent me home to get clothes for you both. I'll leave them here for you. Charlie was beginning to stir, so you'd better get your ass back to the house. I'm not sure I want to be the one to explain what you and his daughter were up to out here.
I couldn't help but chuckle, making Bella look up at me. At her raised eyebrow, I said, "Just Jasper."
Bella's head whipped around, her arms automatically moving to cover her chest.
Cupping her face in my hands, I asked seriously, "Do you really think I'd let Jasper—or anyone, for that matter—see us, love?"
"I guess not," she answered with a small grin, although her hands didn't move away from her breasts.
"Jasper just came close enough for me to hear his thoughts and to leave us some clothes Alice saw us needing," I explained. "He said Charlie's waking up."
Bella's shoulders slumped for a moment before she sighed. "Back to the real world, huh?" Then her eyes twinkled and her smile reappeared. "Guess there's no way to keep those idiots from teasing us?"
I grinned as she stood, holding out her hand. "I doubt it," I told her honestly.
"Okay, but I'll make them wish they'd never been born if they say anything to Charlie!"
We laughed together as we gathered up our ruined clothing and walked hand in hand toward the house, stopping to pull on the new clothes Jasper had set on a stump of another fallen tree.
"At least this one wasn't our fault," Bella said with a laugh.
I chuckled and then scooped her onto my back, making the rest of the walk to Charlie's with her clinging to my back like she'd done so many times before.
